I rolled off Patty and I laid there naked. My cock was limp and it was all gooey from the wild wet sex I had just had with her - it was glistening and I was spent. Constance came over and kissed me full on the lips.

"Mmmmm," she purred as she licked my face, "tastes like someone's been eating some sweet pussy."

"Yeah," I responded weakly, "that would be me."

She grabbed my limp cock and asked, "Do you mind if I lick her cum off of your cock?"

She didn't wait for my reply. I felt my cock harden a little bit from her work on licking me, but in my mind there was no way I could get a full blown hard-on so soon after the lightning bolt orgasm I'd just had. I put my hand on her head and gently stroked her hair. Brytney was standing there watching. She had a different look in her eyes watching Constance and me. I couldn't quite place it and since I was enjoying myself I let it pass.

Constance stopped for a second, looked up at Bryt and growled, "Don't just stand there gawking, lick that pussy. Lick your lover's cum out of her cunt."

Bryt quietly nodded and kneeled down in front of the bed. Patty began moving toward her at the foot of the bed. I was astounded. Being the big lover man that I am, I thought for sure that Patty was as finished as I was. I was disappointed in a way, but curious in another. I wanted to see how much further she could go. I was interested in watching Bryt again with another woman. My cock was stirring back to life.

I was shaken out of my thoughts when Constance quickly stood up and smacked Bryt hard on the ass just as she was about to put her mouth on Patty's pulsating pussy.

"I didn't hear what you said," she hissed at my girlfriend.

"Yes, ma'am," Bryt meekly responded.

"That's what I thought you said."

I watched aghast as my once lively, assertive girlfriend complied so demurely with Constance. Constance saw my reaction, grabbed my hand and pulled me away to the other side of the room. I turned to look over my shoulder at the sight of a now exuberant Bryt hungrily eating my cum from my most recent lover.

"We need to talk," Constance told me, quietly leading me.

"Yes, we do," I whispered angrily.

"Ooh, jealousy rearing its ugly head?"

"No, it's not jealousy," I responded. "You know me and you know that's not the case."

Constance asked, "then what is it, lover?"

"What the fuck did you do to my girlfriend?" I asked heatedly.

"Brad, honey, please calm down. Look at them. Look at her - your girlfriend as you put it. You know she's not yours, right? You're not that possessive and you know it." Her calming, sexy, throaty voice was calming me down.

"I know," I replied. "I've never seen her like this."

"Well, honey, you'll never see her again like this," Constance began.

"What?"

"You will never and I mean never see her again like this. Brad, you and I have been business partners, associates, friends and lovers for about 20 years now, right? We're not getting any younger. You know that I need someone in my life and I need someone to carry on my legacy. I've found that person and I want to thank you for that."

"I don't understand."

"I've asked Bryt to stay. I've asked her to become the new Constance."

"I still don't get it," I said.

Constance said, "Shhhhh. Just watch. I'll explain everything when they're done."

I couldn't help but watch. The two girls were noisy lovers and they weren't holding back on anything. I could sense we were the only four left in the house and things had changed. I didn't know why they had, but I was going to find out soon.

Patty was groaning loudly from Bryt's expert pussy eating.

"Lick my pussy you cum whore. Eat his jizz out of my cunt," she screamed at Bryt.

Bryt shoved her tongue deep in Patty's pussy and then pulled it out. It was covered in white goo. She put her head on Patty's belly, showed her cum-covered tongue to Patty, pulled it back into her mouth and swallowed.

Patty watched as Bryt lowered herself back between her legs. Her tongue entered into the pussy I had just fucked and she thrust it in and out of Patty's cunt like a cock.

"Tongue fuck me, you bitch," Patty screamed. "Stick your tongue in my cunt. Finish me off. Make me cum."

Patty began pulling on her own nipples. She groaned so loudly that I thought she was hurting herself. Bryt stuck a finger behind her tongue in Patty's pussy deeply and roughly. Patty propelled her back in an arch, driving her cunt onto Bryt's tongue and finger. Bryt kept tongue and finger fucking Patty's hot, wet, just fucked cunt.

Patty kept screaming at Bryt, "fuck me, bitch. Finger fuck me, you little whore. Fuck my cunt with your tongue. Deeper. Fuck. My nipples are so hard. Oh fuck. You fucking slut. Oh fuck. You are a fucking cunt. Oh my god. Oh fuck. Oh my fucking god. I'm coming. Pull out of me, slut. Pull out of me right now, you filthy fucking whore."

The familiar was happening. Patty was coming and she was about ready to gush again.

Bryt pulled out of her and her cunt squirted so violently. I had never seen such an outpour, even in porn. It shot over Bryt's head, and landed on her back and ran down her ass.

Bryt quietly and firmly told Patty, "You're not finished, so don't go to sleep on me. Get over here and clean up your mess - with your tongue."

Patty got up, put her head down and we could barely hear her respond. "Yes, ma'am," she murmured.

My cock was now standing at attention again. I couldn't believe it. Constance was holding my hand, not my cock, as we watched Bryt's transformation.

Constance turned to me, looked down at my swollen dick and said, "Lover, I haven't had a cock in me since the last time you came to Brazil."

I was confused and conflicted. I loved Bryt and now she was staying. I was beginning to love Patty, too. And Constance - Constance was a constant, so to speak. She was comfortable in her body and her sexuality, and now she was planning on using me as her own personal dildo. I knew with the orgasms that I had had that I was not going to be able to cum for Constance and she knew this, too.

As I watched Patty lick her own juices off Bryt, Constance led me by the hand to an awaiting bed.

"Lie on your back, lover," she told me gently. "I am going to ride you."

I lay down on the bed and put my hands behind my head. Constance's large body was so sexy - no tan lines from sunbathing naked in Brazil. Her pussy was shaved and her breasts were enormous. She climbed on top of me, sliding ever so slowly, taking me into her hot pussy inch by inch. If she gave me a second thought, it was only about my cock and what she was going to do to it.

She ground her pubic bone into mine and sighed. She grabbed her large breasts and pulled one up to her mouth, and sucked on her own nipple. With her other hand, she began to masturbate.

I began to follow her rhythm by moving my cock up inside of her as she came down on it.

"Just relax, Brad. Keep your cock hard for me, but please don't move," she instructed.

I shut my eyes. I thought of Bryt. I thought of Patty. I thought of them together and how sexy they were just a few feet away from us. I couldn't help but think of Constance as she took care of herself on my cock.

She began to move her pussy from side to side and then up and down. It was really nice not to have to do anything at all, but keep my cock hard. That was the easy part.

She kept playing with her clit as her pussy danced on my penis. She started to rub herself faster and faster. Her hand was now matching the speed of her hips. She was rolling from side to side on my cock, then up and down, then side to side, again and again. Her pussy was really hot on my cock.

She groaned a small orgasm.

She kept it up.

She groaned again. I could feel it. The waves of multiple orgasm were hitting her pussy.

I could also feel more eyes on us, opened my eyes and looked up to see Patty and Bryt with their arms around each other a foot or so away from the bed. They were happy.

Constance was in the throes of a massive orgasm. She began thrashing on my cock, pulling on her nipples and moaning. Except for my cock, she was totally unaware of her surroundings; it was as if she was the only person in the room.

"Ungh. Ungh. Oh my god. Oh my. Holy shit. Mmmmm. this feels good. Oh my. I'm cumming," she whispered.

Nobody moved, but everyone was smiling.

*

Epilogue.

It's been almost a year since I left Brazil. I'm busy selling and buying companies and lecturing at major Universities in the US and abroad. I get to travel as much as I like and get to set my own schedule. I'd like to say I am a man of leisure.

Bryt and I are still friends and have stayed in contact over these past few months. She told me that one of the big reasons she stayed in Brazil and took on her new life was because she felt hurt that I had kept all my secrets from her - how much money I had, my failed marriage and all my travels and business dealings. She told me that she was not a gold digger and felt betrayed that I treated her as such. I had nothing to do but apologize and our relationship has grown - very similar to how my relationship with Constance began and grew.

Constance has more money than most people can imagine. Her name isn't Constance and I won't share it with you because you'd recognize her name on the insider list of many companies. The last I heard she was in Southeast Asia working to free young underage girls from the sex slavery that binds them. Last, I heard she was trying to create an underground railroad of sorts for them. She has set up safehouses in many cities and towns in the Far East, and has staff in place to help their adjustment and to protect them.

Bryt has become the new Constance and she holds down the job in new ways that the old Constance could not have dreamed of. She's younger, so she's closer in age to many of the young women who would come to her for advice and freedom, so that worked out very well.

Patty? She came to the US with me and we share a new life, new travels and new adventures.