"Oh."

"My."

"God."

That lady's stacked
And that's a fact
Ain't holdin' nothing back. . . .

The Ranger girls' eyes were wide as they watched their teammate strut and pose and flex through the beginning of The Commodore's "Brick House." This was not the lively dance style Zack normally favored. This was smooth and utterly sexy.

"He can't dance like that for Angela!" Trini gasped.

"The last time I saw him move his hips like that, he was on a major hormone trip," Kim snickered.

"Angela would probably have him arrested for lewd and lascivious behavior!"

"You gotta admit, he is waaaaaaaaaay hot," the Pink Ranger murmured, fanning herself with her hands, feeling her pulse jump a notch.

She knows she's got everything
That a woman needs to get a man.
How can she lose without what she use
36 - 24 - 36
What a winning hand. . . .

Zack continued to bump and grind his way across the family room, flashing a devilish grin and leading with his suggestive hips.

"You know what this makes me think of?" Trini piped up suddenly.

"What?"

"Remember when we were watching Dirty Dancing at your house a couple of weeks ago?"

"Ohmigod! He thinks he's Patrick Swayze!"

She's a brick house
She's mighty mighty
Just lettin' all hang out
She's a brick house
She's the one, the only one
Built like an amazon

Zack turned his back to his audience and shook his denim-clad bottom provocatively, really starting to get into the performance. The thought that two gorgeous babes were watching him get down really had his hormones percolating.

"Whooo hoo!" Kim cheered, cutting loose with a wolf whistle of her own. "Yeah, Zack! Shake that Black Ranger booty!"

"Kim!" Trini gasped in disbelief.

"He looks like one of them Chippendale dancers," Kim defended herself. "Can't you just see him up on stage surrounded by women holding dollar bills?"

Trini contemplated the mental image, decided her best friend was right, and joined in the spirit of things.

"Go, Zack! Take it off!"

The Black Ranger shot the pair an incredulous look, but the girls continued to cheer him on. With a wicked grin, he decided to give them what they wanted. He unfastened the cuffs and began unbuttoning his shirt.

The clothes she wears, her sexy ways
Make an old man wish for younger days.
She knows she's built
And she knows how to please
She's enough to knock a strong man to his knees . . . .

The Pink and Yellow Rangers squealed with delight as the dancer slowly parted his shirt, baring his broad, smooth chest to their hungry gaze.

"All the way!" Kim laughed as he flirted with easing it down his well-muscled shoulders. She and Trini clapped and hooted more as he whipped off his button-down with a flourish.

"Mmmm," Trini purred, letting her eyes roam over their companion's sculpted chest glistening with perspiration. He looked like someone had oiled him up.

"Uh huh!" the brunette next to her sighed in agreement.

Noticing his audience's avid appreciation, Zack decided to give their hyperactive hormones a further thrill. He continued his sensual undulating, playing his hands across his body. One hand slid over his chest, outlining his pecs and his tiny-but-hard nipples while the other skimmed down to his groin, massaging his solid bulge.

"I have got to see if Tommy can move like that," Kim chortled, swallowing hard as Zack stood with legs apart, pelvis rocking all the while as he unsnapped his jeans and toyed with the zipper.

"Ha! Something tells me you'd be the one dancing for him," Trini snickered. She shifted her attention back to their friend, who was inching the black denim down his trim hips to the rounding of his tight butt, and she cut loose with a lively, "Oh, yeah!"

"So, would you lovely ladies care to join me?" Zack queried, throwing them an inviting over-the-shoulder glance.

"Did you mean in a dance, or did you have something else in mind?" Kim wondered, even as she bounded up from her seat. Her teammate quickly swept her into his arms and pressed her close. His hand rested on her bottom and he rocked his hips into her groin as he led her out onto the dance floor. The two spun and swayed together to the funky beat. When Zack dipped her, Kim squealed with laughter.

"You know, there's something in here that really wants to get out," she teased him, giving the front of his well-filled jeans a knowing squeeze.

"So why don't you take it out," he leered.

Kim matched his lusty grin with one of her own and slipped her hand into the already parted zipper. Her dance partner groaned as her questing fingers found his hefty hunk of love.

As she worked to free his rod, Zack's hands began moving along her body in a slow, delicious caress, easing her skirt up over her cute ass. Kim arched her back in appreciation of his massage, thrusting her heaving breasts forward.

"I bet you do an even better striptease than I do," the Black Ranger murmured, bending his head to nip lightly at the side of her neck. Her response was to grab the hem of her t-shirt and pull it up and off. She wasn't wearing a brassier, and her rosy nipples begged for some attention, which Zack gladly lavished on them.

About the time Kimberly was undressing, Trini got up to join the duo, molding herself to Zack's backside and threading her arms around his waist. Her deft fingers found his still imprisoned cock, and as the lord of the dance sucked on the Pink Ranger's tits, Trini fondled the smooth, broad head of his dick, trailing her slender fingers lightly around the coronal ridge while nibbling on his shoulders.

"What I wouldn't give for a pair of those tearaway pants right now," Zack moaned.

"We'll take care of those pants for you," the Yellow Ranger murmured seductively in his ear. She sank to her knees, and Kim extricated herself from his arms to join her. Together, with practiced ease, they divested their partner of shoes and pants, leaving him naught but his extremely distended underwear.

Zack spun away from them to finish out the song. He teased them, flashing them a little tush here and a bit more cock there.

"Take if off!" came the chorus of catcalls as the music began to fade away, and the Black Ranger shucked his shorts. His ample anatomy sprang free, swaying as if in time with the fading beat. Kim and Trini lauded him with a hearty round of applause; while he took his bows, they sauntered closer.

"Sorry we don't have any dollar bills," Kimberly began, stroking his more-than-generous shaft.

"But will this do for a tip?" Trini inquired, her hand moving in synch with her best friend's.

One moment, both women were tugging on his rod, the next they were on their knees again, taking turns running their tongues over the hard, swollen flesh.

"That'll do just fine," Zack sighed, a hand dropping to cradle each head. A blowjob from two lovely ladies was better than a standing ovation any day! Moaning, he glanced down to watch as Kim bathed his pole with broad, hot licks and Trini traced the contours of his wide glans with the pointed tip of her tongue. Kim mouthed her way to the base of his dick; Trini followed, and soon the pair were lapping at his heavy balls.

"Oh God!" he groaned, blissfully weak in the knees as their talented mouths had shockwaves of ecstasy jolting his body. However, he didn't want to get too lost in the haze of pleasure. The best was yet to come.

At last, Kim pulled herself away from his sac and contemplated his throbbing member with predatory intent. A look of rapture crossed her face as her smoldering eyes fluttered close and her pink lips parted.

"Uuuhhhhnnnn...." He moaned gutturally as he watch a good portion of his prick vanish into her sweet mouth. She drew him as far into her mouth as she could, sucking hard. She held him for a long while before backing off and allowing Trini a turn at the same. Yet, she didn't go far, ready to swallow that awesome dick again.

They established an easy rhythm of long, slow strokes, never leaving their companion's sword without a hot, moist sheath. Once they got comfortable, their hands began to roam -all over each other. Trini's fingers found Kim's naked breasts and rolled and pinched her nipples until they were ripe and ready to burst. Kimberly's hands worked their way up her best friend's skirt, finding their way inside her damp panties to stroke her juicy sex. Their play began to intrude upon their oral efforts. They traded tongues over the tip of Zack's cock. Intermittently attending to their playmate, the two female Rangers worked each other out of their clothing.

Zack had no complaints that he wasn't the center of attention any longer. Watching Kim and Trini go at it was almost as much fun as them sucking his cock. Having succeeded in getting undressed, the two were engaged in a serious liplock while at the same time playing with each other's pussy. Deciding to enjoy the show, the Black Ranger reclined on the carpet and stroked his tool to keep it at a low simmer.

The girls easily flowed over each other's body, positioning themselves in a sixty-nine. Trini stretched across Kim and buried her face in the damp brown curls beneath her. With long, slow strokes, she licked at the dewy lips and swollen clit. Her partner gave off an enticing moan as she drank deep of her honeypot. Then it was the Yellow Ranger's turn to gasp as her Pink teammate thrust her tongue into her tangy snatch.

"Man, what do you ladies do for an encore?" Zack wondered, the pace of his self-caresses quickening even as his companions' undulating bodies rocked together more frenetically.

"Encore, nothing," Trini all but growled. "How about a command performance get your dick over here and fuck me!"

"That's music to my ears," Zack sighed and scrambled over.

Kim rolled out from underneath her friend.

"Where are you going?" Trini asked, licking her lips, giving every indication that she wasn't finished.

"Just making room," the Pink Ranger replied. "I know you like Zack to do you from behind--even when he isn't fucking your ass."

Trini just grinned at that. She got on her hands and knees, and Kimberly made herself comfortable on the floor in front of her. The Asian young woman returned to her tasty treat as Zack rubbed the head of his cock against her steamy snatch. She moaned into Kim's cunt as the Black Ranger inched his meat into her willing womanhood.

As with his dancing, Zack led with his hips, drilling her with a funky beat. He circled his pelvis, the rotations stretching her wide.

"Ohhhh...." Trini moaned around her mouthful of Kim.

"Save some for me!" the petite brunette piped up, her sentence trailing off in a satisfied sigh as Trini's tongue danced effortlessly across her feverish flesh.

"I'll... do my... best," Zack panted, but the willowy Ranger was so awesomely tight he had serious doubts about being able to hold back.

Suddenly, Trini reared back, gasping, "Kim!"

Her best friend knew exactly what was needed. She knelt to embrace her lover, her hands traversing the girl's trembling frame with butterfly caresses. Then, she sucked one brown-tipped swell into her mouth as she fingered Trini's joy button. It was what the Yellow Ranger needed to send her careening over the edge.

Zack held still as Trini came. He had no choice; her vaginal muscles had clamped down so tightly he couldn't move. He brought a hand up to toy with the nipple Kimberly was neglecting, and his mouth found the side of Trini's neck.

"Oh, you two... this is too...." Trini sighed as her body went limp. Still gasping for breath, she collapsed into Kim's waiting arms. The two crumpled to the floor, giggling, cuddling and trading kisses.

"Is it my turn yet?" Kim questioned, rolling onto her back.

"Just say the word, pretty lady," Zack declared gallantly.

"Now!" was the eager response. Shapely legs splayed wide, Kimberly invited the Black Ranger in. Zack's dick slipped past her folds like a hot knife through butter.

"Mmm...." both sighed as their bodies met. Kim suddenly grabbed her partner and pulled him into a spirited oral tango.

"Don't come inside her, though," Trini hissed into his ear. As Zack worked his rod into the Pink Ranger's clenching depths, their yellow counterpart continued to work his body, caressing straining muscles, fondling heavy balls, and exploring the puckered rim of his rear entrance with a practiced finger.

"Geez, Trini!" Zack gulped as her digit slipped past the ring of muscle. He groaned as her strokes fell into rhythm with the pistoning of his hips. However, the stimulation was so exquisite that he paused to savor it a while.

"Zack!" Kim pleaded, her body arching up off the floor, seeking him out again.

"Whoops! Sorry, Kim," he murmured as he resumed pumping. He was a little disappointed when the Yellow Ranger withdrew her finger, but it was for the best. He wouldn't have lasted long with that kind of stimulation!

Trini settled herself at the crown of her best friend's head and leaned over her, her fingers gliding over Kim's quivering form until they found her breasts. She tweaked and pinched the turgid peaks until Kimberly grabbed her and pulled her head down for a kiss.

Meanwhile, Zack impishly began teasing the Pink Ranger's oh-so-sensitive clit as he plundered her willing sex. It was more than she could handle. She screamed her delight into Trini's mouth as her orgasm sent tremors convulsing wildly through her. She writhed between her two partners, her pleasure taking a long time to abate. Through it all, she and Trini continued trading tongues.

"Uh, ladies...." Zack stammered, having nearly lost control during Kim's climax, and if he didn't interrupt them now, the girls were liable to be forever with their smooching.

"Right," Trini acknowledged, and as their well-hung teammate pulled out of his petite lover, the two quickly surged forward. With hands and mouths they took the Black Ranger the rest of the way to his release. As white jism erupted, the pair avidly sought out every drop. What didn't land in their mouths, they licked off each other. And when Zack sank down exhaustedly, they pulled him into their embrace and shared his come with him.

At long last the trio contentedly sprawled out on the floor.

"Well, ladies?" Zack prompted.

"Smooth," Kim tittered, cleaning up her sticky fingers with elaborated licks.

"I meant the dance," he snorted.

The lady Rangers traded glances. They surveyed the signs of their impromptu orgy then fixed their companion with a meaningful look.

"A little too much, huh," he said ruefully, catching their meaning.

"A little," Trini confirmed kindly.

"Ah well, back to the drawing board," he surrendered graciously. Then, his eyes twinkled merrily once more. "The Zackman is just too much man for one woman to handle," he declared.

"Yeah--right," Kim muttered, unimpressed, as she and Trini both reached for the couch cushions.

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