** This is the fourth part of my “Gifted” collection of stories **

It was about nine o’clock on a Saturday morning when I heard the doorbell ring. Friday had become a work at home day for me and I needed it. I was exhausted after my midweek exploits. I was in my pajamas and enjoying a third cup of coffee. Outside it was sunny but still chilly on that particular March morning. Rachel was at work – something she had to do every other Saturday. This just happened to be one of those work days and had left the house well before seven. I had woken up with her and had busied myself around the house after she left. I didn’t mind getting so early as it usually allowed me to set the tone for the day. Since it was a Saturday, Rachel’s work day would be slightly shorter than normal and when she got home we could enjoy some playtime. Unfortunately, this particular Saturday morning included Rachel’s period starting so the best I was going to get when she got home was a good blowjob. Still, I made the most of the morning and was looking forward to Rachel getting back and reminiscing about my birthday and what an incredible few days it had been.

The laundry was running; the dog had been taken care of; I’d had breakfast and was heading down to my basement office when the doorbell rang. Walking down the hall from the kitchen to the front door I looked through the glass and saw Jessica standing there.

Jessica was the tall red headed bartender from one of our local hangouts and to cut a long story short, Rachel had given me Jessica as a gift for my birthday present. Rachel and I have been together for over six years, she is some ten years younger than me and I am now approaching forty. We’ve been in the lifestyle (swingers) for a few years and that was what empowered Rachel to ask Jessica to be my birthday gift. After flirting with the bartender and then some conversations between the two women, Jessica had agreed and my birthday had been a lot of fun. It was Jessica’s first time (ever) for having anal sex and she made it abundantly clear both to Rachel and myself that she really enjoyed taking my bare cock and having me cum inside her. She also made it clear that, with or without Rachel’s approval, she’d like to come back for repeated experiences. And here she was.

I felt uncomfortable as I opened the door for her and invited her in, Rachel wasn’t here and she certainly wouldn’t approve of an impromptu visit from the teenage temptress. The temperature outside was cool and while Jessica was bundled for the weather, her tight fitting jeans still showed off her long and very sexy legs. As soon as she came in the door, right after I said, “Good morning,” she embraced me and pulled me into a passionate kiss. I almost spilled my coffee but wasn’t about to complain. My cock started to harden as our tongues entwined and I reached down with my left hand to get a good feel and squeeze of her sexy ass.

When Jessica finally broke our kiss I looked down at her smiling face and said, “Well… good morning again. Rachel didn’t tell me you were coming over.”

Jessica looked down for just a second before looking back up and saying, “That’s because she doesn’t know.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” I asked her. The tone in my voice wasn’t one of aggravation at all, but I was surprised that Jessica came over without Rachel’s prior knowledge.

“I thought she might be here,” said Jessica, somewhat defensively. “But when I got here and saw that her car wasn’t here, I didn’t want to turn around and go home.” She paused before continuing. “When I was here for your birthday she said she was okay with you fucking me, so I didn’t think she’d mind if I came over. Jeff, I’m here to see you. I want you.”

“Oh, I see,” I replied, thinking for a few moments. Given that the best I was going to get from Rachel when she got home was a good blowjob, and remembering how much fun Jessica was for my birthday, AND remembering when Rachel said it was fine that I could fuck Jessica again, I thought Rachel probably wouldn’t have a problem with it… probably… Still, we had an agreement. We were free to fuck other people but we had to tell each other beforehand… I guess what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

Rachel would be working all day, and I should have been trying to stay ahead on my work. Rachel was a wonderful, hard-working, sweet and considerate woman. She was well built with long natural brown hair, flawless pale skin and ample curves in all the right places. One of the things I loved about her was her dazzling smile. It could make you want to worship the ground she walked on. But she wasn’t here and if we were careful… She wouldn’t find out.

The redheaded teen cuddled me and gave me her most mischievous smile and I brought my face towards hers once more. I sighed, skin touching as we held each other for a while, I don’t know who reached out first, or for how long we had been softly caressing each others skin before I turned my head and brushed my lips against hers. I felt her hesitate and ran my fingers through her hair, cupping the back of her head and pulling her towards me as I kissed her harder. Her lips melted against mine with exquisite softness, parting as I slipped my tongue between them to explore her mouth.

Encouraged when her tongue met mine I wriggled closer, pressing into her small but firm “a” cup breasts with my hard aching nipples grazing against the soft fullness of hers. I slid my hand up and cupped one through the lace of her bra and moaned into her mouth. The unexpected weight and softness, the hardness of her nipple pressed into my palm had the ache running through me and settling between my thighs. I pulled my lips from her mouth and kissed softly down her neck.

She wore a green silk blouse that matched her eyes and those tight jeans really accentuated her figure. She was truly beautiful: inside and out.

“Have you done all the work you needed to do?”

“I think so. What about you?”

“Not quite.” She sashayed over to the kitchen table and slowly moved around it until she was standing right next to a chair.

“You know why I’m here,” she whispered. I had no idea what she was talking about. “I can’t deny my feelings for you any longer. I was meant to find you. We are meant to be together” She began to slowly rub her hand up and down my back.

“Jessica, you know I am in a relationship. Even though it may not be the best, I still need to respect it.”

“Jeff, I am not asking you to marry me. All I am asking is that for today, this morning, one hour even, you admit to the mutual feelings we have for each other and act on them.” So what am I supposed to do? Kick her out of the house? Jessica, the beautiful, young woman in front of me, a woman who I had known for a few days was openly expressing her feelings for me and wanted to do something about it.

“What about tomorrow?” I asked.

“What about it?”

“Will we still be friends?”

“Jeff, I don’t want casual sex, I want to be in your life. I will always be so much more than your friend.” Then she gave me that smile again. Only this time it was more seductive. My body screamed “YES!” but my mind weakly whispered “No.” My heart wanted to embrace this moment in time with the auburn haired goddess.

“So, what do you propose we do?”

“Relax and let me handle everything.” Jeddica continued rubbing my back and then moved to my shoulders as I stared into her green sparkling eyes. She took a step back and began to unbutton her blouse. She used her leg to part my knees so she could stand between them. She smiled at my arousal. “Your mouth may say no, but your body is telling me “HELL YES!”

She dropped the blouse on the desk and slowly leaned toward me, teasing me with her body. Her body was a work of art. Covered by the thin layer of a silk bra, her breasts were firm with large nipples that displayed Jessica’s arousal as well. “I’ll take it easy on you. I promise.” Jessica’s low sensual voice and mischievous smile were enough to bring any man to his knees. My feelings of guilt left and thoughts of good fortune took center stage.

Our lips met and it was paradise. Her lips were so soft and full. The way she parted them and eased her tongue into my mouth was amazing. She slowly backed away from me, stood up and unzipped her jeans. She turned around and bent over with her glorious behind exposed with the exception of a black thong. Tight, flawless pale skin over two large cheeks were less than two feet away from my face. With her back still to me, she gazed at me over her right shoulder.

She witnessed my appreciation and awe. She faced me and stood with her legs slightly apart. At that moment, I forgot I was in a relationship. I was Jessica’s and Jessica was mine. She propped one leg on the table and slowly rubbed her pantyhose from ankle to thigh.

“You like that?” she cooed. I could only manage to nod my head. “I wore them for you.” I pulled Jessica closer to me and ran my hands over her backside as she giggled. I stood up and kissed her again. This time with all the passion that had been pent up since her arrival. My hands roamed freely over her body. Jessica pressed herself against me to feel the hardness of my manhood. “My, my, my….” she whispered. She began rubbing and stroking me. I was in ecstasy and surprised I didn’t lose my composure at that moment.

“I want you!” Jessica demanded. She undid my belt, pulled down my zipper and freed my throbbing erection. She then dropped to her knees, rubbed my hardness against her face and soft cheeks. She flicked her tongue against the head and took me into her mouth. A sigh of pleasure escaped my lips. Simultaneously, she pulled down my boxers and pants. She continued pleasing me as she rhythmically massaged my legs and behind.

It was time for us to connect. I had already crossed the point of no return. I was cheating and loving every minute of it. Rachel pushed me back into the chair, still holding me in her mouth. She released me and then straddled my lap.

“You are such a beautiful woman, Jessica. I love you.” The words shot from my heart and out of my mouth before I could stop them. Jessica stood still and gazed deeply into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Tears welled up in her eyes and she kissed me hungrily.

“I have always loved you since that moment I met you at the bar. I always will.” She continued to kiss me as she pushed the crotch of her thong to the side, exposing her delicate flower. She stroked me and slowly lowered herself onto me, inch by inch.

“Ahhhh YESSSsssss!” A stifled scream escaped her lips. She moved slowly at first, and then increased her rhythm. She felt heavenly. Her sex contracted and tightened around my manhood. We continued kissing as her rhythm became faster and faster. She broke our kiss to scream again. I felt the rapid fluttering of her vaginal walls as she approached orgasm. Her body shuddered and a warm release of liquid dripped down my penis. 

“Oh fuck yesssss…” The teen sighed. “Oh Daddy, fuck me like you fuck Rachel.” she said seductively.

“I can’t… we promised… condoms…” I panted.

“Shiiittt,” she whispered in my ear, “Is my pussy better than hers?”

“Yes baby. You are so tight.”

I was close to cumming but I knew I could control my ejaculation as Jessica’s pussy relaxed around my shaft. She collapsed on my lap and held me tightly.

“Oh shit Jessica, we need to be careful.”

“I was meant for you, Daddy.”

“I know.” I smiled down at her and brushed her red hair from her gorgeous eyes, “So, do you want some lunch?” I offered, desperately trying to fight the raging lust in my loins.

“I dunno.” She said dreamily.

“Pizza?” I replied, trying to distract her and trying to give myself something else to focus on other than filling the young girl with my semen.

“Sure!” That got her attention and I sighed in relief.

“Cool. I’ll order it.”

I picked up my phone and called the pizza delivery place. It was going to take thirty minutes as usual. Heading back into the living room, I flopped down onto the sofa and turned on the TV and Jessica sat down next to me, cuddling in and nuzzling into my neck. She lifted her head from my shoulder to look at me, and I bent down to kiss her. She returned the kiss more hesitantly than I expected, and I pulled away after a few seconds. Before I could figure out what to say, she seemed to make up her mind, and she kissed me back with the usual passion.

Our tongues danced and intertwined, and I moved my hand up her clean-shaved thigh to cup her ass. She slipped a hand under my shirt to stroke my abs and side, and we explored each other as our kisses grew more heated.

We rolled a quarter turn and Jessica straddled me as I reached behind her and followed the strap of her bra with my finger, relishing her pert form as we kissed. The redhead had settled with one leg between mine and another on the outside, and she began to gyrate her pelvis against my leg. What started as unconscious movement turned into deliberate pumping, and before long the length of her supple body was mashed against mine, writhing under my roaming hands.

We were no longer really kissing, but her face hung an inch above mine, our hot breath mingling as I grasped her ass with both hands and helped her grind her crotch into my leg. Neither of us had ever brought the other to orgasm, but I was beginning to think that we might change that.

Instead, she abruptly halted and started to catch her breath. Rather than draw out the moment, I flipped us around so that she lay underneath me and slid my hands up her sides. This seemed to break her trance, and she reached up to kiss me as I returned my attention to her erect nipples.

But after only a few seconds she moved her hand to the center of my chest and pressed her palm against me, and I pulled away in concern. I searched her face for a sign of what was wrong, but to my surprise found her looking more timid than anything. Her eyes darted about nervously, making eye contact only for fleeting moments as she spoke haltingly.

“So, what you said earlier. About, you know…” Jessica glanced downwards and then back to me. Her fingers were curled against my skin underneath my shirt. “Were you being serious about us using condoms?”

It took me a second, but my face slowly cracked into a smile as hers fell in expectation of ridicule. She started to say something else but I silenced her with a kiss and then moved down, sliding backwards on the couch so that I could brush my lips across her stomach where her shirt had ridden up. I put my hands on her thong and felt her core tense up as I slipped a finger beneath the cotton at each of her hips.

I raised my eyes to meet hers as I continued kissing her stomach. Her muscles eased into relaxation when I withdrew my fingers and began lightly massaging her legs.

Jessica’s breathing grew deeper as I kneaded circular patterns in her thighs, searching for her tension and slowly pulling it out of her. My lips wandered across her stomach and waist at the same time.

In time our eyes met and I realised her own fingers were under her elastic now. She pushed the fabric down and together we slipped off her panties, Jessica wriggling out of them to settle back on the sofa.

Her knees parted at my touch and I took in the sight before me. Her small pink lips already glistened with arousal. The tight slit they traced out pouted open at the bottom as if in anticipation. Open in front of me Jessica’s pussy was more enticing than any I had seen on any woman. I could smell her now, a dense and complex scent that I didn’t understand but couldn’t get enough of. When I finally tore my eyes away I saw that her expression was once again one of apprehension.

“You’re gorgeous,” I said, and I meant it.

I lowered my head and softly kissed her pussy lips. She shivered at my touch, but let her thighs spread an inch or two wider. I breathed in deeply while gently nuzzling her skin, trying to fill myself with her aroma.

My hands went back to work on her legs, but now my attention was focused squarely between them. I started with small licks, letting her taste linger on the tip of my tongue. In between I would grasp her skin between my lips and pull gently at her.

I started tracing longer strokes up and down her slit, teasing her lips apart. When I glanced up I saw that her eyes were closed and one of her hands had crept under her shirt, where she was caressing her nipple. I rested my tongue at the bottom of her pussy and then planted, thrusting my tongue inside her and licking strongly upwards. Her eyes stayed closed, but she let out a low moan and bucked her hips into me.

I returned the pressure, burying my face between her legs and kissing her pussy deeply. When she settled back into the couch cushion I went to work, licking and sucking her sweet skin with greater fervor. I did my best to mix things up, alternating licks up the length of her lips with deeper penetration. But I coaxed the best reactions out of her when I pressed my mouth against her pussy, let my tongue wander inside her, and hummed into her flesh.

Jessica was doing her best to keep quiet, but small moans and whimpers still managed to escape. As she began to shift and squirm against my mouth, I moved my hand to her pussy and coated my fingers in her juices. Still teasing her with my tongue, I started rubbing light circles around her clit with my fingertips.

I carefully watched her face, and when I zeroed in on her clit I saw her eyes pop open and heard a small “oh.” As her gaze met mine her surprise gave way to pleasure, and soon her green eyes closed again, her head rolling back to rest on the arm of the couch. Her breaths grew deeper as I rubbed tighter and faster circles around her clit, at the same time sucking her delicate lips into my mouth.

As one of her hands grew frenzied under her bra, the other dug into the couch at our side. I licked a long, slurping path up her slit and took her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it. My hand dropped lower between her legs, where her dripping lips warmly accepted two of my fingers. Her breathing was getting frantic now, and I sensed she was close.

Too afraid to change anything and risk losing Jessica’s rapture, I kept my pace steady. With her taste filling my mouth and my fingers thrusting in and out of her, I watched her back arch up off the couch and her body begin to ripple with small convulsions. Her eyes were clamped shut, her fingers madly kneading her breast, her mouth opening and closing in silence. Her moans were replaced with the urgent sound of shallow panting, and I felt her thighs squeeze the sides of my head. I sucked hard on her clit and rode out the bucks of her orgasm, relishing the sight and taste and smell of her.

Eventually she reached down and pushed at my head, and I released her flushed skin from my mouth and sat up. Her eyes still shut, she let her legs close and fall together to the side. I rested my hand on the curve of her ass where her skin, damp with sweat, radiated heat. As I leaned against the backrest and watched her chest rise and fall, I couldn’t quite tear the stupid grin from my face.

When she finally opened her eyes, her expression seemed almost disbelieving. She saw my smile and tried to roll her eyes at me, but I could tell her heart wasn’t in it. I laughed.

“Whatever.”

“Hey. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…”

“Come on Jess. Talk to me.”

“Just… Rachel. Spoiling things… and she’s not even here.”

“Yeah. I know… but we should respect her wishes. It’s sensible… she does love you, you know that.”

“What she doesn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.” She mumbled.

“Yeah. But you know I love you.” I said, grabbing her knee and squeezing. One thing I did know about Jessica: she was VERY ticklish. My squeeze elicited a squeal and quick curing of her knees underneath her. Before I could press the tickling assault, the doorbell rang. Pizza was here.

“Saved by bell, literally.” I laughed as I got up to answer the door. Jessica just glared at me.

I took the box to the kitchen and opened it up and called Jessica to dinner.

“Yo Ginger! Get your butt in here! Dinner’s ready!”

“Just my butt?”

“Sure. Unless the rest of you wants to eat too.”

I got out the plates, pulled a couple of slices for each of us, and grabbed beer for myself. I headed towards the living room to enjoy dinner while watching TV

“Rachel won’t like us eating in the living room.” She reminded me

“Yeah, but like you said, Rachel isn’t here.” I grinned and headed into the living room.

I sat down and began eating. Jessica followed suit shortly after.

“Can I ask you a question?” she asked

“Aside from the one you just asked?”

“Ha ha. Anyway, why do you let each other have other partners?”

“I dunno.” I thought about it. “We like it so we just do. Why?”

“Some of the other customers at the bar were talking about it. So why do you do it?”

“What? Swing?”

“Yeah.”

“Sure, it’s no secret. Rachel and I were lying in bed one night and she said “I have something to tell you.” I braced myself for what I thought would be a confession, then she let me have it. “I think I might be bi-sexual.”

I asked her how long she felt this way and she said “since before we met…”

“She’s a lesbian?” Jessica asked. I paused. Was she? 

“Let me tell you the whole story.” I finally replied and took my mind back to that evening…

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“Rachel, being bi-sexual is big for us but I need you to know it’s not a problem.” We had spent the evening making love and now, sated, we were lying in each other’s arms. “Have you ever been with a woman?”

“Yes,” she replied meekly. I was surprised but I didn’t let it show. Suddenly, I knew what my next question should be.

“Have you been with another woman while we have been together?” She paused and that’s when I knew she had cheated on me. “I’d like to know… what I’m competing with. I just want to understand,” I said.

“This will change things between us. I knew it would. You’ve never asked before,” Rachel pleaded. “Why now?”

“I never thought you would be interested in women,” I replied. “But now… I wanted to know if you had ever acted on your bi-sexuality. It’s not a judgment, it’s just… curiosity… I guess.”

“Okay,” Rachel finally said. “Do you remember that weekend I went away with some of the girls from school? Well, we went drinking every night and would come back to the house and hang out in the pool afterwards. One of the nights, it was just Clarissa and I and we were sitting in the Jacuzzi. God, I can’t believe I am telling you this.”

“Please, don’t stop,” I said as Rachel began to withdraw.

“We were sitting there talking,” Rachel finally continued, “when we started talking about sex and Clarissa asked me the same question you just asked. I said no of course! When I asked her, she smiled and said for me to guess. I said no and she smiled. Finally, she said she had done it a few times. I asked her who with but she wouldn’t tell me. She said I’d be surprised if I knew, though.

“Anyway, I asked her what it was like and she said it was fun every once in a while but that she liked boys better most of the time. Then, she asked me if I wanted to try it. I didn’t say a word. Then I asked her what she was proposing. I didn’t mean I was saying yes. I was just really caught off guard. The next thing I know, Clarissa has her head back and her eyes closed. It takes me a few minutes to realise she was playing with herself.”

Sitting on the balcony, listening to my girlfriend talk about her experience, I became rock hard. It turned me on so much that my penis actually hurt. “What did you do,” I asked, trying to hide my arousal.

“We were sitting maybe a foot apart,” Rachel said. “I just sat there watching her when she finally said ‘play with yourself, we don’t have to do anything else if you start to feel uncomfortable.’ I was really confused and didn’t know what to think. Finally, I put my hand in my bathing suit and began to rub myself. I wasn’t really playing, just sort of touching myself.”

Rachel stopped talking. I looked at my girlfriend and saw that her eyes were glazed over and assumed she was reliving the moment. Every fiber of my body wanted to take my cock in my hand and jerk off until I came. However, I knew if I did Rachel would probably clam up and I would never hear the end. “And then?” I asked, trying to sound calm and casual.

“After a while, I closed my eyes and just started playing,” Rachel sighed. “It wasn’t like I was playing with her or even acting like she was there. It felt just like when I am alone in bed. That’s where I was mentally when I felt her hand on my thigh. I sucked in air quickly but didn’t say anything. Her hand just stayed there for a while. Then, she slowly started moving it until she was touching my pubic hair.

“I was sure she was going to put her hand down there but she didn’t go any farther. I had decided to let her if she did but she just kept her hand exactly where it was. After a while, she said ‘I won’t do anything unless you want me to. If you do, just touch my hand.’ I was very excited from playing with myself at that point and let my wrist rotate until the back of my hand was touching her fingers.

“After a while, she grabbed my hand and began playing with it. It was really erotic just sitting there, touching hands. Then her hand moved down and she started touching me… down there. I made no attempt to stop her. I didn’t want to stop her.”

“Did you touch her,” I asked. By this point in the story, Rachel had her eyes closed and my question seemed to annoy her. I quickly realised that I would have to let her tell the story at her pace.

“After a while, she had me very excited,” Rachel said. “Then her other hand grabbed mine and gently began leading it between her legs. After a while, it became uncomfortable playing with her like that so I moved out so I was in front of her. That’s when her other hand pulled me in and she started to kiss me.

“To this point I had kept my eyes closed the whole time but she told me to open them. When I did, her face was inches from mine and she was looking directly at me. She then asked me if I wanted to go farther. I nodded my head and she slowly stood up and sat down on the edge of the pool. After a few moments, I moved between her legs and began playing with her

“Then, she put her fingers in my hair and pulled me into her. It was the most natural thing I have ever done sexually. I just did it. No thought. No guilt. Nothing. It just felt so right. I could feel her body tightening and her hands clenching in my hair. By now, the pool water had been replaced by her own wetness and I could smell her excitement replacing the chlorine odor.

“When she came, I felt so satisfied with myself even though I hadn’t been playing. It just felt so good. After a few moments, she moved back into the water and told me it was my turn.”

I had willed himself to remain quiet the entire time. While he listened, he had watched Rachel sitting there describing what had happened. With her eyes closed, I stared between her legs and saw the wetness starting to develop. A few times when we were really going at it, Rachel would get so wet that she seemed to leak. Right now, I was watching her arousal happening and I found it the most arousing thing I had ever seen.”

“What happened after that?” I finally asked.

“After I came, we sat there for a while,” Rachel said. “In a few minutes, I felt guilty and became afraid someone would find out. Clarissa seemed to sense this and didn’t stop me when I beat an awkward retreat. The next morning, she made a point of saying she got so drunk she couldn’t remember what happened that night. She said it but it was obvious she was lying. However, we never talked about it again.”

Then her eyes came open and it was if she were returning to her body and her normal self. “And you won’t ever repeat this if you know what is good for you,” Rachel said in a confrontational tone. “I’d never forgive you and you better never use this against me. Promise?”

“Of course not,” I said. “However, I have a question.”

“Yes?”

“When you kissed Clarissa goodbye last weekend…”

“Yes?”

“Did you still feel that way?”

“You mean did I want to be with her?”

“Yes.”

“That’s when I knew I was bi-sexual. Yes, I was thinking that I might like to do it again,” Rachel said. “Oh god, I hope you aren’t getting any of your wild ideas.”

That’s what she said, I thought, but both of us knew that Rachel was secretly excited at the idea of me trying to create an opportunity for her.

“You are, aren’t you?”

“Am what?”

“Trying to get Clarissa and I together,” Rachel said. “You probably want to watch. Well no way buster.”

“I don’t have to watch,” I said in a surprisingly tender voice. “I just thought you might enjoy it. I’m not always thinking about me you know.”

Rachel almost cried when she realised I was serious. “That is the sweetest thing you have ever said to me. You would really let me do that. No strings attached. No favours in return?”

“I love you Rachel,” I said, “I want you to be you… I want you to be happy.”

“Thank you, Jeff.”

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Jessica sat in silence, her pizza still in her hand as she listened intently to my story. “So…” she finally spoke, “you realise that doesn’t answer my question?”

“Huh?”

“You both are swingers now, how did you get involved?”

“Oh, I see. Yes, well Rachel wanted to see Clarissa again… and wanted me to go with her. Clarissa was married… to a man. She had been with Micheal for years and I knew Michael from work. Michael was a school teacher and all I knew was that his wife, Clarissa, worked in a pharmacy. Clarissa was a cute, goth like, dark haired young woman in her late twenties, Michael was a few years older, tall and blonde. They were an attractive couple. We became friends and ended up spending many Friday nights together through the years. But a couple of years ago things changed.

I knew Rachel had been seeing Clarissa behind Michael’s back. They both wanted to keep their sexuality a secret. But two years ago Rachel told me Clarissa was attracted to me and that Clarissa had also been bragging about Micheal’s big cock and how Rachel should try it. I spoke privately with Michael at work and he confirmed that he and his wife were swingers and would we like to come over the following Friday? Basically, this time we had been invited over for sex.   

I was nervous as you could imagine but it really got Rachel and I talking, talking like we hadn’t talked in a long time. It’s one of the reasons I think swinging is a good thing for a good relationship. It gets you communicating and that’s number one with us. It was like we were going on two dates but at the same time. We both got ready and meticulously groomed ourselves for the occasion. We had butterflies. Surely this wasn’t normal? 

Rachel looked… stunning! I wanted to do Rachel before we left the house but I didn’t want to destroy her look. She was hot in her black silk shirt and black mini-skirt with no panties. Her black bra was sheer and let her nipples poked through prominently. They were swollen and as horny as my lovely girlfriend. I was seeing a side to Rachel that I had never seen before.

The drive was just over an hour to Michael and Clarissa’s place. When we got there, we had a feeling of it being too late now to turn back so Rachel grabbed her purse and we headed to the door. I knocked and heard “come in!”. Once inside, we noticed Michael and Clarissa hanging out on the couch and a porno playing on their big screen TV. I sat by Clarissa and Rachel sat next to Michael on the L-shaped couch and we began to chat. It wasn’t uncomfortable, we were friends sharing a common interest and this went on for about an hour covering everything from kids to jobs to sex. Suddenly Clarissa grew tired of this cerebral foreplay and said “let’s get this going.”

Michael stood and led Rachel back to the bedroom and Clarissa took my hand and took me to their marital bed. As soon as we arrived she didn’t hesitate, Clarissa pushed me backward on the bed and unzipped me and pulled out my semi erect penis. “Rachel, you were right,” she answered her friend’s unknown question and then took my manhood into her mouth. My cock lengthened and thickened inside the voracious married woman’s mouth. I was dumbstruck! Clarissa just smiled, brushed her dark hair from her eyes and proceeded to suck me hard. As she did, I watched Rachel kiss Michael and wow, what a turn on! I think part of the turn on was not being jealous. I’ve been jealous in the past and that’s a feeling I was glad to be free of.

Michael reached up under Rachel’s skirt to find a soaking pussy and he commented how she was panty-less. My heart was racing. I couldn’t believe it was really happening. Rachel knelt before him and freed his cock. I’m average and he was indeed bigger than me as Clarissa had confessed. 

Clarissa wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked me a couple of times before putting it back in her mouth. Shit! It felt so good. Clarissa really knew how to suck a cock. She massaged my balls as she sucked my cock in and out of her mouth, running her tongue over the head. I was already beginning to feel my balls tingle.

“Let’s get on the bed.” She said, standing up and leading me with her hand still wrapped around my cock.

I kicked my shorts off as we lay down on the bed and she continued sucking me. She spread my legs apart and ran her tongue down the crack of my ass. Yes! That felt great.

“You like that, baby?” She asked, looking up at me.

“Yes.” I said.

“I want you to fuck me, Jeff.” She said. “Do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes.” I said looking at Rachel, who smiled back at me. “I want you so much.”

I grabbed a condom from the headboard (there were several in black packages), placed it on my manhood and Clarissa straddled me. She felt good and seemed to be enjoying herself, as was I but I was watching my lovely girlfriend turn my well hung friend on.

“Let’s have sex.” Clarissa giggled as she crawled up and climbed aboard, slowly lowering herself onto my cock. She was wet, but God, she was so tight. Clarissa was slowly taking my cock into her married pussy as my girlfriend was being face fucked my Michael. Clarissa smiled at me, seductively. She looked so fucking sexy. She pulled her top off over her head, throwing it across the room. Her tits were full, they sagged just a little but they were shapely orbs. Her boobs were so smooth and white with bright pink areola and nipples. Her nipples were hard to the point that they stuck straight out. I reached up and took them between my fingers.

“Yesss! Pinch my nipples, baby. Pinch them hard.” Clarissa moaned, as she began to move her hips back and forth. I pushed my hips up, fucking her. Fucking her forbidden, tight pussy.

She started moving faster, moving up and down on my cock. Her black hair falling down over her shoulders, she threw her head back and moaned loudly. Her hips moved faster and faster. She had both her hands on my chest, holding herself up as she let out a scream. I could feel her cumming. Her pussy tightened around my cock. She sat still for a moment and then started grinding.

Michael gently coaxed Rachel to her feet and turned her around and bent her over to the bed. Rachel was now watching Clarissa ride my cock and she seemed interested as the look on her face dripped lust. Michael hiked up my lover’s skirt and easily slid his full length inside Rachel and pumped slowly at first then picked up his pace which ended in about a few minutes. He came inside her! Yes, he was wearing a condom but it all amounted to the same to me. Another man had found pleasure in my girlfriend who was in the throws of ecstasy. 

Clarissa was cumming again. Her breathing was rapid. I was actually worried about her for a second but she fucked me like a pro in front of Rachel and her husband. I watched him as he pulled out, removed the semen filled condom then excused himself from the room. It was so… empowering. 

She impaled herself on my cock and I felt her orgasm run its course through her body. Michael just smiled as his wife quivered and moaned with my fuck tool throbbing inside her. Clarissa lost all control as Michael left the room, wailing like a banshee while flailing about above me. As the aftershocks subsided she lay down on my chest. Her body was still shaking but my cock was still buried deep inside her, our pubic hair like wet velcro.

“Are you okay, Clarissa?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah. I’m more than okay. Damn, I love your dick, baby.” She whispered, so I moved in and out of her as she held her pouting sex above my rubber clad erection. I was still hard and she was so fucking wet.

“Oooh. Yes.” She sighed and turned towards Rachel who was still in her bra and skirt, with her panties around her ankles. “You were right about this too, he can certainly last! Come on Rachel, it’s tits out time,” Clarissa giggled adding, “Hey let me?”

She rocked forward reaching out for Rachel’s bra clasp. Seeing my girlfriend’s lovely bum right alongside him, I grabbed one of the cheeks and squeezed it.

“Mmmm nice,” Clarissa murmured, fumbling with Rachel’s clasp as she realised that I was helping Rachel out of her her panties.

I slid my hand between her legs.

“Oh Rachel you are a naughty girl, you’re soaked,” I said, wriggling my fingersinto her recently fucked hole. “Now what has caused that?” I asked as I watched Clarissa remove Rachel’s bra revealing her nice big tits.

“Want to claim your reward, Clarissa?” I asked, pushing his cock right against her pussy lips.

Looking at Rachel and hardly taking any notice of him Clarissa grunted “Yes.”

Her face was so near to Rachel’s tits, her mouth was so near to the pink areola and her lips and tongue so close to the clearly hardened nipples. It was so difficult to stop herself, so hard to resist her friend’s wonderful breasts, but resist she knew she had to, at least for now.

She tore her gaze away, but held Rachel’s hand. They squeezed as Rachel, at my coaxing, moved alongside Clarissa on the bed. I rose up and kissed her and cupped her boobs. Clarissa looked at my hands and fingers on her friend’s breasts and nipples as I squeezed and caressed the wonderfully pliant flesh. It was a hugely exciting sight for all of us.

Rachel was watching Clarissa and saw her suddenly close her eyes, throw her head back a little and grunt deeply. She looked at me and understood what had happened. I had shoved my cock into the cute goth and was holding it there rigid and still as he had done to her several times. At the same time, I gripped Clarissa’s nipple with my other hand and urged Rachel forward so they could kiss. As she and we ‘swapped tongues’ I continued caressing Clarissa’s breasts and started to move in and out of Michael’s wife from below.

It was only as I had eased her forward that Rachel realised why her female lover had grunted and closed her eyes. She saw clearly then that my cock was buried deeply up her best friend, and I was fucking her.

It was a magically erotic moment for all of us especially when Clarissa could no longer resist touching her friend. So, with Clarissa being fucked and me pinching and pulling on her long, dark nipples, Rachel and Clarissa began kissing passionately. I began rubbing, squeezing and caressing Rachel’s full breasts, Clarissa slid her hand up her friend’s legs and softly stroked her rounded bum.

Rachel repositioned herself in front of Clarissa. “Come on, Jeff,” she whispered, nodding towards my head. Clarissa knew what she meant, as did I. With her legs wide open she knelt across my face, her warm, wet, throbbing pussy just a few centimeters from my mouth; it was something she and he had done frequently but, of course without anyone else being present. I grabbed her hips and pulled her fulsome arse towards me just at the same time as Clarissa slid downwards filling her sexual innards with his full, rampant erection.

As both were being thoroughly ‘serviced’ by me they were staring at each other. Their slightly glazed eyes bored into the others and roamed up and down the semi-naked, female body just a short distance away from their own. Rachel watched mesmerised as her friend’s gorgeously shaped, full breasts bounced up and down as she moved and down, as if transfixed by seeing my thick cock being devoured by Clarisssa’s vulva lips.

Unbeknown to me, for my view was restricted by Rachel’s body, they reached out and held hands. Clarissa wanted to hold Rachel’s breasts and both wanted to kiss, but it was not time for those actions – yet.

Then, as Clarissa fucked me and I tongue fucked my girlfriend, the two of them roared towards a mutual orgasm. And as that exploded both women fell forward into the other’s arms so they embraced. Rachel began kissing Clarissa while she continued to gently ride my cock. Clarissa rolled onto her back panting for air, and Rachel began licking her pussy presenting her fine ass for me to continue where Michael left off.

Watching Rachel please this pretty girl was a real treat… and she wanted me fuck her… it was very… empowering… stimulating. She took my condom off and I started fucking Rachel. She squealed and writhed beneath my efforts and this went on for sometime! Rachel and Clarissa switched positions. Michael couldn’t give Clarissa pleasurable anal sex so she asked me if I would oblige. I agreed, she lubed up my cock and I hammered Clarissa from behind for awhile then flipped her over so Rachel could sit on Clarissa’s face while I fucked her missionary. Rachel and I kissed deeply as I rocked slowly in Clarissa’s tight ass. They had reached orgasm multiple times each but two hours later, I had not.

I had long hair at the time and it was matted against my head and neck from sweat and while doing Rachel doggy she asked “are you gonna cum?”

I said “I’m trying!” so I concentrated on Rachel eating Clarissa’s snatch and I could feel the build. Soon I was pounding and grunting and cumming so hard I thought I might pass out.

It was then I started thinking about Michael. Where was he? What had he been doing all this time? Was he alright? I grabbed a conveniently placed towel and wiped myself off.

After we got dressed, I looked at the condoms we hadn’t used on the headboard and read the package. I came across the word “de-sensitizing”. Now it made sense why I was superman for the evening. I rarely have a two pump chump moment and there was no way it would happen since my DICK WAS NUMB! 

Jessica laughed as she interupted my story, “You don’t need to be desensitised now. It amazes me how long you last.”

“Ha, yes, I think I must have trained myself in the years since. You have had the benefit of years of practice. Anyway, the three of us went back out to the living room and Michael was apathetically watching some program on the telly and felt he should explain to Rachel that he knew Clarissa wanted some time alone with her. She said it wasn’t a problem and we’d be back to do it again which made him beam.

We gave them a kiss goodnight and left talking all the way home about the experience.

Three weeks later we went back. This time no porn on the tv. No nervousness about a first time meeting or rejection. No hour long conversation. Niceties then back to business! I started out kissing Rachel to break the ice and Clarissa fell to her knees and blew her husband. Rachel said “I want to watch you fuck Clarissa!” I kissed her then moved over to Clarissa’s fine ass placing a condom I brought with me on my already-hard member. Clarissa started to groan on Michael’s cock whilst Rachel fingered her clitty on the bed.

When we started, our rules included “same room sex only.” and now, we have external affairs (she more than me) as our security level has gone way up. We love each other and would do anything to make one another happy and this is just part of it. We believe monogamy is unnatural. If you feel differently, ask yourself “have I ever had lustful feelings for someone other than my significant other while with my significant other?” If so, you’re fighting the urge we’ve decided not to.

The biggest benefit is the communication. I’m not afraid to convey my feelings, no matter what, not worrying about repercussions or hurt feelings. It gets said and dealt with. No secrets, no lies. People say “how can you cheat on each other like that?” Cheat? You mean having sex?

Cheating is the lie that is made up to cover the affair. WE DON’T LIE. When you lie about talking to someone she or he wouldn’t approve of, you’ve cheated. When you embezzle funds from the bank account from your lover, you’ve really cheated! She and I are an open book and our longevity is proof.”

Jessica had long since finished eating her pizza. 

“Does that answer your question,” I laughed.

“I guess. Is that why it’s against the law nowadays?”

“We are not married but I think it’s always been a little against the law, depending on where you go. Some places more than others.”

“Why does anyone care anyway?”

I thought about it for moment. “I’d say to keep the commitment you make to someone special.”

“I guess.”

That was pretty much the end of the conversation. We watched TV, mostly in silence, occasionally commenting on something we saw. 

“Finished!” she exclaimed triumphantly as the last slice of pizza was demolished.

“Bravo! No more me either. Pizza is tiring.”

“Yeah.” She shook her head. “Can I freshen up and get comfortable?”

She got up slowly and steadied herself holding onto the back of the sofa. She took a deep breath which seemed to clear her head and headed up the stairs to my bedroom. A few minutes later she came down, wearing an old t-shirt of mine and flannel shorts. I had taken the plates back to the kitchen and cleaned up while she was changing. She sat on the sofa beside me, leaning against me.

“Thank you for explaining things,” Jessica said.

“Well, you can ask me anything anytime. Do you feel differently?”

“No!”

“Just making sure. Here, I got you some water. Drink.”

“You didn’t spike it, did you?”

“Oh ha ha. It’s just water.”

Laying against me, I could see the outline of her breasts pushing against the shirt. She didn’t have giant breasts, but they were a healthy A-cup. I had to remind myself not to stare too long so I tried to focus on the TV.

“You do know Rachel is the one who instigated everything? That she wanted to cheat but have everything on her terms.”

“Yeah, I know that, but she comes home with me. There are lots of benefits.”

“But does she love you as much as you love her? Is swinging really your lifestyle or just hers?”

“Love is hard to define, I suppose? It’s really only society that says what’s gross and what’s not and I accept the lifestyle. It led me to you…”

We watched a little more TV, until Jessica jerked beside me as she almost fell asleep.

“Okay.” She said as she leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I turned my head, and her lips and mine halfway met. Kind of like a kiss that was half-cheek, half-lip. My eyes flew open wide and for a second we were frozen there. She smiled at me and I sort of nervously half smiled back.

“You seem kind of nervous around me.”

I swallowed. “I-I’m not.”

I reached behind her and placed my hand on her ass. It felt deliciously soft. A little soft, but tight skinned like a ninteen year old should be. I squeezed it and rubbed it a little.

“Very nice.”

She opened her mouth, but all that came out was a little squeak, like a mouse.

“Hey, Jessica. Do you want some coffee or something?” I asked with a tender smile.

She shook her head, no and then herphone started vibrating in her purse. She reached over and sudied the screen.

“What the fuck? Bitch.” I heard her whisper. “God damn bitch.”

“Problems?” I said.

She spun around in the chair, her hand clutching her chest over her heart suddenly looking like the little school girl I had witnessed her become around her father.

“What’s happened?”

“Nothing…”

“Are you sure?”

“Just… stupid people at work.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Saying I’m dumb for being with a man old enough to be my father.” Her voice quivered slightly

“Ah. Assholes.”

“Yeah. Assholes.” She almost whispered.

“Turn it off. Don’t feed the trolls, as they say. Nothing you say or type will help the situation. People like that feed on reaction. The more you react, the happier they are. It’s better than sex for them.”

“I guess.”

“Shut it down and talk to me.”

“I just want to lie down.”

“Then come lie down and talk to me.”

I relaxed back onto the sofa went back into the bedroom and lay down as she removed her shorts. I could see her panties poking out under the shirt. She shuffled beside me. I lay back and she curled up.

“So what brought it on?”

“Maria. She’s turned into a complete bitch!”

“I gather.”

“I just got a text saying I need to check the net. I get on and see her saying…things.”

“What things?”

“-“

“You can tell me anything Jessica. You know that.”

“That I’m stupid for pursuing someone already in a relationship. That I sleep around. I don’t, I swear!”

“I know Jess, I know. Why would she say that?”

“She broke up with her boyfriend, and he and I were talking the other day. She says I made him break up with her so I could fu- uh, sleep with him.”

I kissed her on the head, “We’re adults here. You can say what you feel, baby.”

“Thanks. I’m just so… I dunno.. Hurt? Angry?”

“All of the above?”

“Yeah. And.. I dunno.. Alone.”

“Alone?”

“Jeff, I’m not stupid. I haven’t had a real boyfriend before you… ever. The only guys I’ve talked with are more interested in these –” she pointed to her chest ” — and getting off than anything else. And the ones who aren’t would rather play video games. And if a girl dares to play video games she gets shunned and ridiculed for not being able to play! I mean… What the fuck?!” she finished her tirade. I just held her close, not able to do anything else. I could feel her breasts pressing against my side, my mind more aware of them since she pointed them out. They were soft and firm at the same time.

“What’s wrong with me?”

If that’s not one of the worst things a man can hear from someone he cares about, I’m not sure what is. The hopelessness in her voice. The despair.

“Not a damn thing, Jessica. Fuck anyone who says otherwise.”

She let out a little chuckle “Then I really will be labeled a slut.”

“Let me tell you something. You’re a smart, beautiful young lady. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders. You’ve got more future ahead of you than any of them, so don’t you worry about a thing they say. And one day, in the future, when they’re still tending tables, cleaning your house and changing your oil, you’ll briefly remember all this, and then forget about them completely.”

“I’m not beautiful. I’m too tall and skinny, this red head of hair makes me stand out even more.” She flicked the hair.

“Oh bullshit. You are not too tall.” In truth she wasn’t. She wasn’t toothpick skinny, but I’ve seen the plus-sized girls at the bar and she wasn’t among them at all. They were all jealous of her for sure.

“There are girls prettier than me, like Sophie. She’s amazing.”

“Maybe, but so what? I chose you remember… you’re all I wanted for my birthday.” She chuckled. “The all want to be you!”

“Jeff!” she laughed, poking me.

“What? It’s true and they all obviously want a piece of me,” She started laughing harder.

“Yeah, maybe. Then how come I’ve never had a steady boyfriend?”

“They’re easy and they put out on the first date?”

“Ha!” she snorted, “Yeah that would be the truth of it. Still.”

I rolled onto my side, facing her. I put my arm around her and pulled her close.

“I love you. Never forget that. And if they can’t see the wonderful person you are, then they aren’t worth your time.”

“I love you too. Thanks.”

She leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I leaned in and kissed her cheek back. She smiled a little then kissed my nose. I kissed her nose back. Jessica looked at me, her eyes going up and down my face. She hesitated for a moment, then leaned in and kissed my lips. She leaned back, looking down as if she realised she had crossed a line. I could feel her trembling in my arms, scared of what I might do. I’m not sure if she was scared I would be angry or scared if I wouldn’t be. Maybe both.

I leaned in and kissed her lips. I smiled at her.

“Do you want me to go home?” she asked quietly.

“What do you want?”

“I want to stay with you. With my boyfriend?”

I put my arm back around her as an answer and pulled her close to me. My heart was pounding in my chest as my eyes slowly adjusted to the low light. I felt her hand brush my cheek, then her lips were on mine again. This time it wasn’t a quick peck, but a full sensual kiss. I returned it, my hand caressing her back as I pulled her against me. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and I could barely feel her nipples poking at me through the clothes we were both wearing.

Her tongue slowly caressed my lips, taking the kiss to the next level. I pulled back, breaking the kiss and looking at her.

“What are we doing?” I sighed, “Where is this going?”

“I… I don’t know.” She said breathlessly.

“Maybe we should stop?” I know I didn’t sound very convincing at all.

“Yeah. Maybe.”

She leaned in and started kissing me again, my warnings forgotten. I returned the kiss, wrapping my arms around her and rolling her onto her back. For several minutes, we kissed passionately, the lines crossed, blurring to something else.

This? This was something new and different and my body was reacting to it in the only way it knew how. I was getting extremely hard, and her body so close to mine was making it noticeable. She smiled as we kissed and pressed her hip against my cock, and I let out a small involuntary moan, accompanied by a quick shudder.

I leaned back and pulled my shirt off. I could see her moving and pulling hers up and off as well. Her hands found my shoulders and pulled me back to her. Skin to skin, I felt her breasts pressing against me. I hadn’t seen them all morning now they were against me, begging to be touched. I moved my hand up and laid it on her shoulder, right above her chest. I was afraid to move it down, to cup her beautiful mound, fearful that to do so would break whatever spell we were both under.

She could sense my hesitation, “It’s okay.” She took my hand and slid it down on top of her breast. The small nipple was rock hard underneath my palm. I gently squeezed her, kissing her while I did. I heard and felt her moan softly. I gently pinched the nipple, getting a small gasp from her, before I resumed caressing the areola and surrounding skin. She was so silky soft, my fingers gliding over the supple skin. I slid my hands between and then to the other side, making sure each received equal attention.

“I love my little boobs played with,” she said into my mouth

“Mmmmm. Good thing.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, baby.”

“I..” she hesitated

“What Jessica?”

“I want more. Down there.”

I took her hand in mine. “Show me.”

She slowly slid my hand down her stomach. I felt the waistband of her panties brush my fingertips as her hand slid past and finally between her thighs. The heat radiating from her was unmistakable.

“You have an amazing pussy.” I said, looking into her eyes.

“Yeah? That’s why I want you to take it and make it yours.”

As we talked, my fingers traced the outline of her labia from outside her panties. I could feel her dampness seeping through. She moaned slightly as she felt my fingertips on her.

“How much do you want?”

“Everything.” She gasped

I slid my hand up and traced the lace top of the waistband. Slowly, I pushed my hand under the band and further down.

“I didn’t know you shaved again.” I teased as my the middle finger reached the top of her slit

“Mmhmm.” She said breathlessly. “Cleaner.”

“I like it.” I whispered into her ear as I slid my finger down. Her lips parted as my finger slid inside, and I felt her juices, hot and slick. Her body tensed as I slid my finger slowly inside, penetrating into her body. Sliding my other arm under her head, I cradled her as I moved my finger inside her.”

“Oh fuck yes.” She breathed out.

Moving my finger out, she moaned slightly. She tensed up again when I found her little clit, and started massaging that with my well lubricated finger.

“Oh. Oh yes…” She started to shiver in my arms as I rubbed little circles around her button.

“Shhh baby girl. It’s okay. Just enjoy it.”

For the next few minutes, the only sounds were her halting breathing and the wet sounds I was creating between her legs. Suddenly, her body tensed and curled up a little. Then, with a loud moan, she pushed back, straightening out and spasming. I smiled as I watched my teenage girlfriend orgasm under my touch. I could feel her pussy get even wetter as she came, and I made sure to keep her clit well lubricated.

“Oh shit.” She panted and fell limp in my arms, spent.

“Was that enough?” I asked, smiling

“It… was… incredible.”

I slid my finger up and out of her, eliciting a gasp as my finger drew across her sensitive clit. I brought my hand to my face, inhaling her scent. I had to taste her, and she was divine. Slightly salty, slight tangy, but clean. I licked my finger clean of her juice as we lay there.

When she recovered enough, she rolled onto her side and slid her hand down my chest. She continued down my stomach and to my shorts. With no preamble or warning, she reached inside and wrapped her hand around my rock hard cock.

“Hello!” I said, surprised at the bold move

“Your turn.” She said, kissing me as she rolled me on my back. “If you don’t want me to do this, just say.” If she had stopped, I would probably have exploded anyway, “I know you love and respect Rachel but I want to make you feel good.” She leaned in and whispered in my ear. “I want to make you cum.”

Slowly, Jessica started moving her hand up and down my cock, squeezing gently while she did. I couldn’t help but moan softly as she did. My cock isn’t the biggest in the world, but it’s a decent size. I wasn’t going to be bottoming out in anyone’s cervix, but I wasn’t going to hurt them either.

Her mouth still beside my ear, I heard her whisper. “I love the way your cock feels in my hand. I want to make you cum. I want you to shoot it all over my hand. Please, don’t hold back. Let it go and cum for me.”

Her words, mixed with making her cum earlier and the amount of time since anyone other than myself did the trick. I quickly felt the familiar pressure that signaled release was imminent. I pulled her close to me while I said, “I’m about to cum, baby.”

Her reply was to lock her mouth onto mine and she quickened her strokes. I groaned into her mouth as I came, cum shooting from the tip with a force I’d forgotten I could produce. The last few spurts didn’t go as far and dribbled onto her hand, still clutching my now softening cock.

I heard the unmistakable sound of someone sucking their fingers clean. “Not bad at all.” She said before she lay her head on my arm. I reached over and found my t-shirt and cleaned my cum off of my chest as well as I could. I could’ve gone to the bathroom, but I didn’t want her to leave my arms.

“Thank you.” She said as she ran her hand through my chest hair

“No… Thank you Jessica.” I whispered.

“Can I sleep here iwith you?” she said through a yawn.

“I’d have it no other way. But you don’t want to do anything more today?” I was more than happy to make her cum a few more times before Rachel cameback home.

“I’m good for right now.” She said quietly. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I woke up half an hour later. It was late morning and I briefly wondered if it had all been a dream. I sat up slowly, and looked around, but Jessica wasn’t with me. I got up, put on a clean shirt and went into the kitchen.

Jessica was there, sitting at the table with a half-eaten bowl of cereal. Her spoon was dangling from her hands, slowly stirring it as she looked out the window into the backyard.

“‘Morning?” I said, breaking her from her reprieve.

“Hey!” she said, brightening up at my arrival “Sleep well?”

“Mmhmm.” I said, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Just thinking.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. We should probably talk.”

The worst words known to man. ‘We Need to Talk’ in any variation is a gut-wrenching phrase.

“Oh boy.” I sat down, taking a deep breath. “Okay. I should apologise. Things progressed and I should’ve stopped it, but I didn-“

“What are you talking about?!” she interrupted

“Huh?” I was at a loss now. “What are YOU talking about?”

“You silly man!” she said laughing. “I meant about what we’re going to do next!”

“So… You don’t have any regrets?”

“I’m just worried you’re mad at me.”

“Why would I be mad at you?”

“Well… what about Rachel?”

“Oh… Well… I don’t know how much you know about the… intimate side of things.”

“You mean your relationship?”

“Yeah. Well, she can’t worry about what she doesn’t know about?” I suggested.

“I kinda like that plan.” She reached over and took my hands in hers. “Just us.”

“So where do we go from here?”

“Well, I know where I’d like to go.” She said with a sly grin, “But what about you? I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want or will regret.”

“Heh. Shouldn’t that be my line? I don’t want to hurt you, Jessica.”

“And Rachel?” she said, knowing that I was technically cheating on her.

“You let me worry about that. Besides, I’m not planning on telling her anything about this!”

“Oh God no!” she laughed a little, “She would be livid if you came inside me…”

“Hmmm, OK, how about this? Let’s set some rules.”

“Sounds good. Rule One. No telling anyone.”

“I agree. Rule Two?”

“Just you and me.” I nodded. “But you have to promise me something. Don’t give up on dating and finding your future husband. I’m almost twice your age. I’m with Rachel…  just can’t give you that kind of life.”

“I know. But things change. Life doesn’t have to follow the set pattern. It’s not why I agreed to be your birthdy present.”

“So why did you?”

She thought for a moment, gathering her thoughts.

“That’s one thing I’ve been thinking of. Trying to figure out how to explain it. I guess it was just the next step in how I felt. And after that night, I just felt so close to you. Safe. Reassured. I just wanted to be close to you. And when we kissed, it just felt… right. Good. I had feelings for you and I wanted more. I went home and realised how horny I was! I had to cum, but even after I did I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”

“Maybe that’s just lust, Jess?”

“Not just lust. You have a calming influence on me,” she continued, “The stupid text this morning. You took my mind off it, you cared about my feelings. I laid there and we were face to face. All those thoughts and feelings came back hard. My kitty got soooo wet just being that close.”

“Kitty?” I asked, surprised that’s what she called it.

“You know… my pussy.”

“I know what you meant. I just liked it.”

“Oh.” She blushed a little. “Anyway, I decided to make a move on you because I want you for myself… but if I have to share you… I accept that. For now.” She looked up at me. “You’re not angry, are you?”

I stood up and walked over to her, pulling her up when I got close. I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her firm ass in my hands as I pushed her against me. “What do you think?” I kissed her, my tongue dancing across hers as my hands gently massaged her. She moaned happily as she retuned my kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“So?” I said, breaking the kiss and smiling, “What do you want to do today?”

“Whatever we want. We have all afternoon”

“Well, before we decide anything, I think I’m going to get a shower.”

“Okay.” She said as she released me.

I started walking to the bedroom. Right before I went in, I turned around and saw her standing there watching me walk.

“Well come on.” I said as if it were obvious, “Aren’t you going to join me?”

Her eyes got wide, the thought never crossing her mind. I went to the shower, hearing her footsteps behind me, following me in. There, I turned on the water and let the hot water work its way into the system. I turned around, and she was standing there, looking nervous.

“You okay?”

“Yeah… just… kinda bright in here.” I walked to her and held her at the waist. Slowly, I pulled her shirt up and over her head, leaving her in just her yellow panties. When her shirt was off, she made to cover herself, but I shook my head and she lowered her arms.

“You’re beautiful, Jessica.” I said, looking at her breasts. They were pert, no snagging at all. Her little nipples were hard, and the areola was only slightly darker and pinker than the rest of her pale skin. I took my shirt off and pulled her to me, pressing her chest against mine as I kissed her again. Almost simultaneously, our hands slid down and pushed each other’s underwear down. This close, my cock was rock hard again, and pressed against her stomach. I pulled her back with me and into the shower, closing the door behind us as the water cascaded down around us.

“Do you really think either of us will get clean?” she asked, reaching down and taking ahold of my cock.

“I don’t know. But I know that I don’t mind either way right now.” I said as I looked down at her bare pussy. I ran my fingers along the slit, watching as her eyes closed when I slipped inside. She spread her legs open, giving me easier access. She was already wet inside; her juices were unmistakable from the regular water. She wrapped her arms around my neck as my finger worked inside her, sliding in and out slowly, then sliding up to her clit.

“I love how wet you already.”

“That’s how wet you make me.” She said between breaths. “Oh God, this is better than I imagined.”

I sped up my hand, rubbing her clit a little faster and pressing a little harder. She started bucking her hips against my hand and her breathing turned fast and ragged.

“Are you about to cum, Jess?” I whispered in her ear

“Yes.” She hissed

“Cum for me. Cum now, baby.”

I barely got the words out when she spasmed against me. She held me tight as her orgasm overtook her and she cried out a primal howl. Feeling her body tighten against mine almost made me cum right then as well! I held her for a few minutes as she recovered, kissing her head as the shower cleaned her juice from my hand.

“How do you do that to me?” She panted, unbelieving

“Do what? Make you cum?”

“So quickly. I can’t make myself cum that easily.”

“Practice I guess.” I said smiling.

“Does Rachel cum like this?”

“Yeah. When we do this.”

“She’s an idiot for not doing this with you daily!” She laughed and kissed me. “Now what about you?”

“Oh, don’t worry about me right now. I’m not as young as I used to be. If I cum now, it could be a while before I’m ready again. Besides, it’s a man’s duty to make sure his little girl is as happy as possible.” I pulled her against me and hugged her close.

“You already have. Everything else is icing.”

She pulled away and slid down onto the floor of the shower, ending up in a kneeling position in front of me. Her hand wrapped around my cock and started to stroke it slowly. I was already hard, but feeling her soft hands and the warm water made me feel like I grew harder still. As she stroked me, she picked up speed, getting faster and faster. I could hear the squishing sounds as she squeezed the tip of my cock when she neared it.

“I want you to cum, again. All over me. Do you want to?” She asked, looking up at me innocently and biting her lower lip.

“God yes.” I hissed

“Cum over my boobs. Let me see it. I want to see you cum.”

As they did before, her words pushed me over the edge. I had to brace on the wall of the shower as I felt my cock erupt. Loads of my cum rushed out, and I had to close my eyes as I came. Her hands continued to milk my cock of every last drop. I stood panting, unable to believe I could cum that hard. Jessica giggled, and I looked down to see her face and chest covered in my semen. She had apparently aimed my cock upward at the last moment, so my cum coated her with every shot. I watched as she licked it from her lips, and licked her fingers clean.

“I like the taste of you!”

I pulled her up and kissed her again. The sweetness of her lips mixed with the slightly salty residue of my cum was incredible. “We should get you cleaned up.” I joked as I aimed the water to clean her chest.

We finished the shower quickly, and she did her best to try to keep me hard, if her hand wasn’t on my cock then she was pressing her naked body against mine in some way. Everywhere she touched me felt like electricity, exciting me in ways I hadn’t felt since I was a younger man. Surprisingly, I didn’t go completely soft. Her hands and body, mixed with the occasional kiss, kept me in a state of desire.

We got out of the shower and took our time drying each other, but we didn’t bother getting dressed. We quickly hopped into the bed and got under the covers.

“You know.” I said as she lay against me. “If we keep doing this, it’s going to get serious.”

“I know. I want that.”

“Yeah. I do too. Are you on the pill?” 

“I’ve been on birth control since her early teens. Not because I was afraid of pregnancy, but to regulate my period.” She smiled, then “Jeff?”

“Yes, Jessica?”

“Make love to me.”

I rolled her onto her back, making sure I was over her. I smiled as I looked down, seeing my girl smiling back up at me, naked as the day she was born. I kissed her, savoring her lips as she kissed me back. I moved down, kissing her neck, then her chest. I spend time on each breast, sucking each nipple and areola, massaging the tender skin. She moaned as I did it, and I could feel the heat from between her legs grow as I played. After an eternity on her chest, I slid down until I could see her beautiful pussy right in front of me. The sheets had slid down with me, exposing her entirely. I spread her legs apart further, looking up at her as I did. Her eyes met mine, and I could see she was a little nervous about what I was doing. I winked at her, moving up and kissing her labia. She jumped a little, not sure what to expect.

“Relax and enjoy it.”

“Are you sure you want to? I’ll understand if you don’t.”

Little did she know how much I enjoyed this. To taste a woman at her core was the most wonderful thing for me, and to hear and feel her cum against my tongue was the biggest aphrodisiac in the world. I spread her lips with my hands, and I could see her little clit, all but hidden inside her pink folds. I slid my tongue up, slipping inside and finally to her clit.

Her whole body went stiff, as if I’d hit a nerve. “Oh shit!” she cried out, even those words losing coherence as I licked more. Slowly, I pushed a finger inside her, pressing against her g-spot. Her juice coated my mouth, and I drank in as much of her nectar as I could. Clean and delicious, I was intoxicated by her pussy. I could’ve stayed there forever and never tired of her taste. Jessica’s moans became grunts as I licked faster, fingered faster. Within minutes, she was grinding her hips, and it was a small challenge to keep my tongue and lips where they belonged. Her legs quivered as she grew closer and closer. Her hands found my head, holding it in place as if she were afraid I’d stop before she could cum. I felt her hands on my hair tighten, her body stiffen, and her long legs pressed tightly against my head. She cried out again as she came, moaning and panting almost at the same time. Her pussy pulsed against my finger, the muscles tightening around it.

I slowed my tongue, but didn’t stop. She cooled down, but her moans didn’t stop.

“Oh! Oh fuck!” was all she could get out before I sped up again, her pussy even wetter than it was before. I slid my tongue up and down, making sure to taste as much as I could of her. Every time I went back to her clit, she arched again. Finally I stayed on her clit, sliding my tongue across it faster and faster, pressing harder. “FUCK!” She called out, before crying out another primal sound, the sound of a woman having an incredible orgasm made stronger by the taboo act. She calmed down, this time pushing my head away gently. “Too sensitive.” Was all she was able to get out.

I moved up and over her, pressing my lips against hers. Our tongues met, and she moaned slightly as she tasted herself on my lips.

“I taste pretty good.” She grinned

“You are delicious, babygirl.”

I rolled onto my back, pulling her with me. She lay on me, one leg draped over. My cock was once again fully hard, and pressed against her leg.

“What do you want to do now?” she asked, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

“I’m going to let you drive this one.”

She moved up and whispered in my ear, “I want you inside me.” As wet as she was, I was still pretty dry.

“You should get me wet first then.” I grinned.

Without a word, she slid down. I closed my eyes as I felt her breath on my cock, followed shortly by her mouth. She started slowly, moving up and down. I was a little surprised that she was pretty good, but I figured either she had been researching on the internet or had a little practical experience. Either way, I loved it. She worked up plenty of saliva, and soon the slurping sounds coming from her mouth meant I was well lubricated.

My cock popped out of her mouth and she slid back up, straddling my waist. Leaning forward, she reached down and guided me to the wet entrance of her pussy.

“Without a condom…” she smiled at me as she worked it in, keeping herself from sliding it all the way. Slowly, she lowered herself and I felt the head slide all the way in. I couldn’t help but moan as I felt her body embrace me.

“I can’t cum inside you, Jessica. Are you okay with that?” I asked.

“Yeah. Just disappointed… I want to feel it.”

“Maybe sometime.” I said, smiling at her.

She closed her eyes and moved down again. I felt her pussy stretch again, then give way. She let out a gasp, wincing as I entered her. With a small cry, she lowered herself all the way down, until our bodies pressed against one another. I reached up and pulled her to me, letting her rest and lay on my chest. I could feel her shaking as she rested on me, her body getting used to the invasion of my cock. With a little contortion, I was able to pull the bed sheets up and over us, cocooning us both together.

“God, I love you, Jeff,” she whispered, looking up at me.

“I love you too baby. Are you okay?”

“Mmhmm. Just needed to get used to it. Feels nice now, you inside me without a condom.”

“It feels amazing, baby. I guess you’re a woman now, huh?” I smiled at her.

“I’m your woman,” She smiled back, grinning from ear to ear. “And you’re my man.”

I could feel the walls of her vagina wrapping around my cock, engulfing it in the warm, soft embrace I hadn’t felt in a long time. Slowly, I pulled my hips down and her eyes widened. As I pushed back in, her eyes closed and she hummed softly.

“At last…” she sighed, “Keep doing it.”

I moved in and out of her, slowly. I kept my arms around her as I did, holding her close. She moved up, and I angled my hips to keep inside her and moving. Our lips met, and we kissed as two lovers would. Our mouths and tongues were in sync as I kept the pace between our legs. I was glad she had made me cum in the shower, because I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to last much longer. It had been a long time since I had been in someone who wasn’t Rachel. Bareback and and as tight and wet as she was my cock was thoroughly enjoying the experience.

Jessica broke our kiss, and put her forehead against mine. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was ragged. “Oh Jeff. I’m gonna cum.” Was all she said, until I felt her orgasm from the inside. Her pussy clamped down, and it became almost impossible to move inside her. I pushed hard until I was all the way inside, letting her pussy spasm around me.

Eventually, she relaxed her grip on me, and I was able to continue sliding in and out of her. It didn’t take long before I sped up a little, my own orgasm getting closer and closer. She could tell, probably the same way I could tell when she was able to cum.

“Yes, YES! Cum inside me. I want you to. I need you to.”

I must be more auditory than I thought, because her words were the trigger. I buried myself inside her as deep as I could, crying out. She quickly swallowed me up while I savored the feeling of entering a woman who had just cum. I pulled back and could see my shaft glistening with her juices. I started slow at first but then I started fucking her faster and harder. All you could hear was the sound of my balls slapping her wet pussy. Every now and then I would drive deep into and hold her hips tightly in place until she would buck her ass and moan.

“I can’t cum inside you,” I hssed between gritted teeth.

My dick was so hard I had no problem sliding all the way in and out of her. She gasped as she leaned back and started to wildly grind herself on me. It didn’t take her long to cum again in this position. All of the sudden she tensed up and started shaking all over. I could feel her cum running down my thighs and it didn’t take long before I could feel my balls start to tingle. Since I didn’t have a condom I knew I had to be careful. I resolved to withdraw and cum on her tits and tummy so I started fucking her really deep until I knew I was going to blow my load. I held my last thrust deep inside her until I felt my balls starting to pump. I pulled out, grabbed my cock and everything went white as my orgasm hit me. I couldn’t see or hear anything. Everything was centered on my cock, unloading as much cum as I could up her body, the first volley hitting her chin. My second and third shot of semen landed just under her breasts. I stroked my cock until I watched the last of my cum drain onto her tummy and pussy. To my amazement she reached down, touched the puddle of cum on her stomach and carefully tasted her fingers. 

“Oh my God.” She said, breathing hard on my chest.

“Yeah.” I croaked out

“I’m drenched in your seed. It felt so good, then it felt even better. I actually came again, just feeling you spurt on me!”

“Oh Jess, I wish I could have stayed inside you forever.” Yeah, it was a lame thing to say but it was what I was feeling at the time.

“Yeah. It’s going to happen. I’m going to make it happen.”

“I love you so much, Jessica.”

“I love you too, Daddy.” That was the first time today she had called me ‘daddy’.

Slowly, she slid off to my hand and curled up next to me. Her eyes closed, and in a few moments I heard the slow, rhythmic sound of her breathing as she slept. I closed my eyes and drifted off as well.

It was only a short time later when I heard my phone buzz on the bedside table. I picked it up to see Rachel’s face and an incoming message.

“Sorry I had to work today – it’s so borrrrring” read the text.

“I’m in bed!” I replied honestly. I looked down at the redhead cuddled in against me, still sleeping soundly… still looking uber cute.

“Lucky thing. Send me a selfie.”

I’m not sure what I expected, did she know Jessica was here? I opened my camera and reversed it so I could see myself. As I studied myself – tired, hair disheveled. I hoped my just fucked look might be mistaken for simply being tired. I took the photo, being careful not to capture Jessica in the shot, and pressed send.

A few moments later I received a photo in return. Rachel had unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open until her cleavage was in clear view. She focused the phone on her lips and breasts. with her lips pursed, she took the photo without a moment of trepidation, hit send, and knew the effect it would have upon me.

My phone pinged loudly as a text from Rachel appeared.

“Rachel is feeling frisky” she said, demanding more from me.

I complied and a moment later she received a picture, my bare legs and ass, curled up on our bed. In the background she could see my reflection; I was naked, fortunately Jessica was completely concealed from view as I held my phone up over my head in both hands.

Fingers shaking, my heart pumping and the adrenaline fueled by how close I was to revealing my promiscuity I held my phone up near my chin so I could just barely see the screen, but the camera could see my whole body. I took a shuddering breath and took the picture, without even looking I pressed send.

“Very pretty, I love that cock, even when it’s at rest.”

I felt a little jump of pleasure and played the ball straight back into her court, “Now send me something to wake it up” I text.

“I can do better than that” and a video call came in. I stared at the screen; absorbed by the moment. I would have to be extremely careful not to show Jessica who’s arm sleepily wrapped around me. I brought my camera to my face and accepted the call.

Rachel was now clearly in a bathroom stall. She smiled when she saw me, reached behind me and unclasped her bra and hung it over a pile of her other clothes. Pulling her panties down to my knees she spread her feet and pointed her toes inwards. She held the phone high above her head and sticking out her lip, she did my best baby doll pout for me. Giggling at the silliness of it, but also giddy with fear, I commended her quietly for her bravado.

“Ooh la la! You look like you need a spanking. Show me your ass.”

I could see it was a little more difficult to pull off as she couldn’t really see what she was doing as she did it, but with careful camera positioning I saw her peachy behind.

“I am going to make that ass glow red.”

“Are you hard for me?” Thankfully I was and showed her my resulting erection. 

“Put your fingers around your cock.” Her voice is husky. I do as she says, wetting my fingers then gently masturbating on camera for her.

“Finger yourself, Rachel. I love the sounds your pussy makes,” 

“I will…” she husks in my ear. Her voice sounds constricted and shallow, like she’s fighting to control herself, like she’s touching herself. 

“Wet your pussy with your fingers. Imagine they’re mine. I want you to touch yourself the way you like me touching you. Push your fingers into your pussy the way I would.”

“I don’t kn-“

“Hush, do as I say.”

She became quiet but she was doing as she was told.

“Is my girlfriend pushing her fingers into her pussy at work, rubbing circles around her clit?”

“Yes.”

“I can hear it in your breathing,” I tells her, my own voice rising. “I want you to cum for me Rachel, can you do that?”

“I want to,” I tell her. “But I-“

Just then the door bangs and I hear someone come in.

“…Jesus Christ, Jen, I’m here, aren’t I? It’s not like you’re here because you want to be, we’re on fucking deadline.”

My breathing stopped and I heard Rachel go quiet. It was a workmate. Fuck.

“I’m just saying, this isn’t our fault.” It was Jen, Rachel’s boss, she sounded weirdly apologetic. She was usually such a badass. “This whole concept was bullshit. It’s self-inflicted – why’d he tell them we could do this?”

“Do you want to end the callI” I whispered.

“No,” she whimpered. She was naked standing in front of the toilet with her fingers jammed in her twat listening to a bitchfest. Her whole body was shaking. They were right in front of the stalls. I could see slivers of them in the mirror through the gap around the stall door.

“Then don’t stop,” my voice wass low and conspiratorial. “I want my fingers pushing deeper into you.”

Kathy was entering the stall one down from her. She and Jen were still talking, venting about some guy they worked with. I listened as Kathy adjusted her clothes and lowered herself onto the toilet. I could see Rachel was having trouble breathing, she looked so scared.

“I’m going to get fired,” she smirked, not knowing what to do.

“Let me hear your breathe as my fingers stoke you,” I whispered. I exhaled a slow shaking breath into the phone. Her fingers started moving again. My legs felt weak as I felt a drop of precum leak from my swollen cockhead.

“The concept was always too complicated,” Kathy complained. Her voice was awful, nasal, and coarse. I could hear the rush of her urine. “Needlessly! Am I right?”

We tried to tune her out. Her fingers were moving faster now. I could hear my own breath through the phone. Rachel’s legs were shaking. Afraid they might give out, she carefully leaned her head against the corner of the stall for support. She was so close but still so afraid.

“Kathy, I’ll speak to Keith again and see if his team can spare some time to help us out, but I’m not making promises.”

‘Jen is such a wimp,’ I marveled, even as I worried she and Kathy would hear Rachel masturbating. The wet noises her fingers were making a sound like sloppy thunder in the closed confines of the stall.

“Listen to you, you’re so close already,” I reassured her. My voice was breaking and bouncing slightly, I could almost my bed shaking as I jerked off with her. “I am close too, Rachel, but I’m not going to cum until I hear you.”

Her mouth was open and I watched as a thin stream of drool slipped off her outstretched tongue and dripped onto the tiles at her feet.

‘Oh God, I’m going to cum…’ I hear Rachel whispered.

“Fucking good luck with those nerds,” Kathy barked as she battered her toilet paper roll and wipes herself. “What a bunch of divas.”

“Cum for me mon amour,” I plead over the phone, my voice deep and full of longing.

I can’t help but picture Kathy’s piss wet pussy hair and pale fat ass as I saw Rachel’s fingers strum, becoming a blur between her open thighs.

“Ahhhhhhhh” She moaned, it was loud enough to be heard, loud enough that I responded with a long moan of relief, but thankfully Kathy was banging open her stall and Jen was running the tap.

Rachel’s moans sounded almost sing-song. I wanted to laugh and tell her how wonderful she was, but even if I could, I had to stay silent. My orgasm was approaching and I knew I must hold on otherwise I would awaken Jessica and our tryst would be discovered. Cum was streaming over Rachel’s hand.

“Jeff, oh my beautiful Jeff,” she gushed softly.

“I asked that little bitch whatsherface to help out on the PowerPoint so Keith wrote that email to all departments, saying they ‘weren’t photoshop’! Seriously, what assholes.”

Rachel’s ass clenched as she climaxed. Her eyes wer watering and she was biting down viciously on her lip – desperate not to cry out.

“I remember that email Kathy and you’re right, that was nerd-diva assholery, but Keith was also under a deadline, so… whatever.”

“Whatever my ass. Seriously, Jen, it was extra, and onl-.”

The door slammed and they were gone. Rachel was bent over, her elbows braced on her knees, her panties stretched between her ankles, cum dripping down her leg.

“Oh Jesus,” She moaned as she fell back and landed hard on the toilet seat. “God Almighty!”

“You are so bold. You can’t pretend you didn’t enjoy an audience. You wanted them to hear you cumming… for me.”

I watched her legs quiver, trying hard to catch her breath. The terror was retreating from her breast “You’re not wrong. I see you like an audience too.” I saw a hint of anger in her eyes. 

Behind me, and in full view, was the beautiful Jessica, her green eyes sparkling propped up on the pillow next to me. Before Rachel could say anything, Jessica said, “Good morning, Rachel!” in her own cheery voice.

Rachel was polite in her reply but I could hear the coldness in her voice. “Good morning, Jessica. What brings you over this morning?” I thought the question was unnecessary but I knew where Rachel was going and felt it in my best interest to remain quiet for the moment.

“Well, I remember you saying it was okay for Jeff to fuck me more if I wanted when I was here for his birthday, and I woke up horny this morning, and…” Jessica took a breath and Rachel interrupted her before she could continue.

“And so you thought you’d just come over and fuck my boyfriend without so much as texting me to see if it was okay?” Rachel’s voice was flat. She sounded neither angry nor happy; just neutral. Jessica was beginning to get the hint that Rachel wasn’t real happy about her having come over unannounced.

“Um, yeah,” said Jessica, now starting to sound a little nervous. “I hope that’s okay?”

Rachel let that hang for a moment before saying anything. Finally she replied, “Yes, it’s okay. But in the future, as a matter of courtesy, before you assume you can just enjoy my boyfriend, how about if you send me a text or call me and ask and we can do it together? It’s a matter of respect.”

“I understand,” said Jessica immediately. “I didn’t know but I will be sure to in the future.”

“Then that’s fine,” said Rachel, her voice now sounding a bit happier as she continued. “Jeff?”

“Yeah?” I said, swallowing hard, my heart recovering.

“Have some fun,” she replied. “But do me a favour?”

“Of course,” I said. “What’s that?”

Rachel’s voice had a slight edge to it when she answered me. “Don’t cum inside her.”

“I know the rule,” I said back.

Jessica said, “Huh?” when she realized what Rachel had said.

“You’re his present, he’s not yours, remember that,” Rachel said. “Text me when you’re done with her and she’s gone.”

“Will do, my love,” I said with a smile. It was Jessica’s turn to look aggravated as I disconnected the call. 

Looking Jessica in the eye I said, “You heard the lady, you’re my present. Mine.”

“Claim me then. Fuck me and cum inside me.” 

“What if you get pregnant? Do you think you’d be able to survive Rachel’s wrath? Do you think I’d get to keep my balls?”

“We’ll survive… and anyway, I’m on the pill, remember?”

She kissed me hard, and I returned it with all I could. I started to find the places she’d liked being kissed before. I let my hands roam her body, as she pulled me tightly to her.

One thing led to another, until we were naked together again, dry humping as we held each other tight. On one hand, I was enjoying the moment as it was, and didn’t want it to end. On the other hand, my arousal needed some outlet. Something more needed to happen, and sooner or later it would.

“I want your sperm inside me, Daddy. Cum in your present?”

“We can’t… I need a condom.” I told her.

“But you don’t need one,” she replied, before kissing me again.

“You really expect me to believe I can’t get you pregnant?” I asked.

“Well, yeah, that’s why I take those little pills.” She seemed completely sincere.

Either she was toying with her future, or she really did put full faith in them.

I found both hard to believe.

I knew I should stop things from going any further… Go get some condoms and pick up where we left off. Stalling for time, I slid down her body, pressing my face into her, below her protruding clitoris. I licked her to orgasm and felt her muscles squeeze my fingers inside her. I’d still never felt anything like it before. This, I thought, was what a fertile woman’s body felt like.

“I need you inside me,” she whispered.

I was so tempted. I couldn’t believe that I was considering calling her bluff, even if it meant toying with my own future too. Actually the idea that our futures hung in the balance was somehow turning me on even more, making me feel feverishly out of my right mind.

“You’re going to have a real problem on your hands if Rachel finds out,” I said, lining my cock up with her hole.

“I’m not worried about that,” she said, gently pushing her hips toward mine teasingly. “But if you don’t trust my birth control, maybe you should go get some condoms.”

Plural, I noticed. “Is that what you want me to do?” I asked. At least she was open to the idea. That should have been enough encouragement to do the responsible thing.

“No, I don’t want to stop, and I see no reason to, I’m your present. You must claim me.” she said.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, just to be sure that this wasn’t some elaborate role play.

“What are you waiting for?” she urged me playfully.

“Fine,” I said, pressing myself into her. I exhaled as I took in the pleasure of it, as my flesh slid gracefully into hers, until I could feel her all around me. I could feel every little shiver of her, every little squeeze. We had intercourse before; I’d even done it bareback with Rachel but this felt like something else altogether.

“Oh god,” I moaned.

Though Jessica was in many ways still a girl, her body was that of a woman. Her body was more than ready to reproduce, regardless of considerations like college classes and career options. I could feel her drawing me inward, holding me tight, and for a moment, I imagined the breasts that Rachel and fell in front of me with every breath swelling up with milk. The flat stomach beneath me filling up with child. With her heedless refusal to use actual birth control, it would be a matter of time. And if I didn’t stop myself, it would be my child filling up her belly.

Maybe that image would have been enough to shock some sense into me before. But I had been spending more time with Jessica since we met. Maybe I was more ready to see the world through her eyes. Maybe I was more comfortable with her, and with that possibility. Or maybe my conscious rational mind didn’t even have a seat at the table at that point.

I started thrusting in and out, slowly, savoring this moment I’d dreamt of for months, this moment that was even more powerful than I’d expected. We kissed each other hard, like making up for the time we had wasted.

I felt so sensitive and so inundated with sensations that I wasn’t sure how long I could last. But it must have been the same way for Jessica, because it didn’t take long for her to reach her next orgasm. And when she did, I could feel it emanate from deep within her. The way her hips bucked against mine, it was almost enough to set me off. But I rode out the storm in one piece.

“Oh Jessica, I think I’m going to cum soon,” I said.

“I’m ready,” she gasped. “Do it. Cum in your present.”

“It’s not safe, but it feels so…oh…” I had to pause to regain control. “Jessica, please tell me you’re on some real birth control. Please.”

I knew I had probably spilled lots of precum into her waiting vagina, that I’d been thrusting our juices together, probably already pushing a few stray sperm towards her waiting egg. But I thought maybe, most likely, it still wasn’t too late to change course.

“Should I tell you what you want to hear?” she teased, giving me a playful bite on the ear.

“Careful,” I said. “Making me cum right now would be risky.”

“No it’s not, it’s perfectly safe. I want to feel it. Cum inside me,” she urged me. “I’m on birth control.”

With relief, I thought, I hoped, against all odds and reason itself, that she was saying that she was actually on the pill. In that instant, I plunged myself as deep into her as I could go, and held her tightly to me as I swelled up inside of her, my climax overtaking me.

A moment later she added, “I told you I was.”

I heard her words, and yes, there was a moment between when I heard her, and when the first jet of my semen erupted into her. In theory, I could have withdrawn then. But in truth, it was already too late. As I swelled up inside her, I could feel her pressing in on me, her vaginal muscles squeezing, tugging on me. And then I flooded her with my warmth, my energy, my seed, my life. Feeling it inside her, she began to shudder and shake under me. But my orgasm, our orgasm together, was just beginning.

“I hope I don’t prove you wrong,” I groaned.

Feeling her spasm with pleasure, I swelled up again, feeling the pressure of her upon me again, before I poured myself into her again. She gripped the sheets tight. Her body was nearly beyond her control now, as it got what it fundamentally wanted. Jessica was just along for the ride, she smiled despite biting her lip.

Again and again I ejaculated into her, each time a promise to prove her wrong, each time carrying a risk that I’d betrayed myself, sacrificed my future in the heat of the moment. When it was finished, when I had nothing more to give, and the aftershocks finished rolling through her from head to toe, we lay there still conjoined. Under me, she was completely relaxed, all her limbs and core muscles slack and gelatinous, no longer animated by the primal passion that had gripped her. Though I propped myself up so as not to crush her, I was nearly that exhausted myself.

Overcome with emotion and pheremones, I looked down into her eyes, and said, “Jessica, I hope this isn’t weird to say, but I love you.”

“I love you too,” she said, pulling my mouth down to hers.

“But I still can’t believe we actually did that,” I said, even though my nerve endings were still tingling from the act we had just committed. “You’re taking such a risk.”

“No I’m not,” she said, with utter confidence. When our breathing slowed to normal, we already felt our instincts reawakening. I started to firm up again inside her, and I could feel that she felt it. “Besides, you’re a bad liar. If you really distrusted my birth control, you wouldn’t be getting hard again right now.”

I didn’t have a great counter to that, since what my body was urging me to do didn’t make sense. So I just kissed her, as our hips started to move in rhythm again. Jessicas’ eyes rolled into the back of her head as she reached the height of her third orgasm. I was still gently pounding into her quivering pussy, as she rapidly approached another peak. Trying to muffle her scream, Jessica covered her face with her pillow, her orgasm crashing into her as her body convulsed. Feeling her pussy rapidly contract and release repeatedly around my engorged cock, I could hold on no longer as I grunted my release into this beautiful teen.

Rope after rope of semen pulsed into Jessicas’ welcoming pussy, prolonging her own orgasm as she wrapped herself tightly around me. Once sated, like lovers we held each other closely as we repositioned ourselves into a more comfortable embrace.

Jessica shuddered slightly as I lightly ran my fingers over her now moist skin and into her luscious red hair. A smile now sat permanently on her more than satisfied face, as she basked in the glow of my love. I had serious reservations the first time I spilled my seed into Jessica’s waiting vagina. But by the end, I hadn’t even offered to hold back, and I hadn’t thought twice about it. I had given everything I had to her lustful, wanting body, and she had taken it all eagerly, greedily inside her, not spilling a drop, until I had nothing left to give.

“Now I am truly yours, Daddy…” she murmured.

“That was amazing… but stupid.”

She moaned and grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me against her as she moved her own hips to increase the rubbing contact against my still rock hard penis. I knew then that she would let me bend her over the bed and fuck her, and I knew exactly how wonderful that would feel. But I didn’t want to be the one to cross her line. I pulled away, and she opened her eyes.

“Mmmmmm . . . ” Jessica kissed my lips, as I raised myself on my arms above her.

“Spread your legs for me. Show Daddy what you want.”

Jessica held my gaze as she pushed her thighs wide, and held herself up and open, so I could see.

“Keep them open,” I whispered, as I leaned down to kiss her, my tongue swirling inside her mouth.

“Daddy wants to fuck you nice and deep now. Do you want that?”

the redheaded teen nodded and opened wider for me, using her hands to pull her thighs far apart.

We both watched, breathless, wanting to see and revel in it, as I slid my penis across her slit, slowly, until she couldn’t help squirming away from my maddening tease.

“Put me inside you. Put Daddy inside you,” I murmured, giving in to the naughty chat that drove her crazy.

“Yessssss . . . there we go . . . ” I said. My arms shook as we watched, together, as I sunk into her. I drove in agonizingly slowly, pulling out a couple of inches, so she could see me coated in her shiny juices, and pushing slowly back in, a little more at a time.

“Yesssss, mmmmmmm, is this what you wanted, Jess?”

Jessica could only nod, overcome with the thick hot lust throbbing around my prick in great waves. She panted like an animal.

“Now kiss me,” I whispered. “Kiss Daddy while I fuck my baby girl…”

I saw her pretty face again in pure ecstasy as I moved up and down, her perky breasts bouncing up and down as I fucked her. I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them. I moved my right hand to one her breasts, lightly squeezing it before putting her hard sweet nipple in my mouth. I sucked it gently which made her pussy feel tighter. She moaned louder so I did the same with her other boob and she growled. I focused on pleasuring her with her tits while I fucked her pussy until again, I heard her moan louder and louder. She looked so beautiful as she came, her red hair cascading across the pillow she tossed her head uncontrollably.

I carried her to the corner of edge of the bed and spread her legs wide open and there I fucked her, grabbing her legs and placing them up my chest. Pumping in and out of her, filling her up, making her scream in pleasure as she came again.

I felt myself getting even closer to mine and so I stopped and kissed her lips before I turned her around and fucked her from behind. The teenager was still amazingly wet and willing. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could with her face buried into the bed. I gripped a hanging tit and squeezed it, rubbing her nipple while my other hand gently flicked her bean. We were fucking like animals.

“Oh… Ah! Aah! Yes! Fuck me like that. Yes! Ah!” she moaned louder.

“Yeah? You like it rough, Jess?”

“Yes! Ah! Yes, fuck me harder! harder!”

As I felt my body about to explode in so much pleasure, I lifted her ass a little bit higher and spread her legs a little wider. I forward onto the bed as I fucked her anticipating pussy hard and rough with my big hard cock. She screamed and moaned in pleasure. I didn’t stop until I unloaded everything I had left into her and she again came, squeezing all of it out of me. I slowly thrust in and out until we were done. Jessica sighed in so much relief and happiness before we both lay in the bed catching our breaths, staring at the ceiling.

She didn’t say anything and she just stood up. I was mesmerised by the sight of my sperm oozing from her well fucked vagina and running down her thighs.

“Rachel is going to kill me!” I remembered my girlfriend and her instructions.

“She’ll have to go through me first.”

I kept my voice flat as I answered her. “Well… in for a penny… But right now, if you want to get fucked, you’ll do as you’re told. We are going to fuck until you can’t stand up. Here. Now.”

“But I…” Jessica started before I interrupted her.

“Now!” I said sharply. “Or go home.” I saw the look on her face and knew she didn’t understand what was going on, so I explained. “You heard Rachel. She gave you permission to enjoy me and me permission to fuck you, but she also gave me a directive: to make sure you understood what you had been disrespectful to her just showing up without giving her the courtesy of a text or call first. The price you’re going to pay is me fucking you like it’s punishment… of a sort.” I paused and let her absorb that. “That means that if you still want get fucked this morning… if you still want a bare cock inside you and my cum up in you… you’re going to do as you’re told, when you’re told and without complaint. I promise you the best fuck ever, but it’s not going to be warm, romantic or gentle. I’m going to fuck you like I’m mad at you.”

She didn’t say anything back but indicated her understanding by bowing her head. Her nipples were quite erect and her pussy looked to be as smoothly shaven as it was on my birthday.

Backing up against the dressing table, I set my feet about shoulder width apart, still holding and sipping my coffee. Looking her in the eye I said, “Get down on your knees and get my cock out.” Jessica didn’t hesitate as she stepped over closer, dropped to her knees and pulled my semi-erect cock to her face.

“Now,” I said with a happy smile, “worship my cock.”

“What?” she asked looking up at me.

“I said, worship my cock,” I answered her. She still looked confused, so I gave her further instruction. “Lick, suck and stroke my cock… massage my balls… make me believe that you can’t survive the morning without the cum in my balls being delivered into or onto you.”

Jessica smiled and her green eyes sparkled, a look of understanding showed on her pretty face and she moved to her task. With her left hand cradling my full balls and her right hand gently holding the base of my growing cock, she opened her mouth wide, stuck out her tongue and started licking up and down my length on both sides… the underside… and then all around the swollen knob of the head.

My cock quickly became fully erect as I sipped my coffee and looked down to see her attending to her “duties.” I had to give her credit. She was eager and energetic about her task, sucking and stroking my cock like my cum was oxygen and she was suffocating. I set my coffee down and reached down with my left hand to stroke her red hair, leaning my other hand on the countertop to just enjoy the good head she was giving me.

She stopped licking and started genuinely sucking my cock, bobbing her head up and down. She’d suck back until just my cockhead was still between her warm wet lips and then she’d sink her head down and take most of my length. She was getting all but about an inch of my seven inch cock into her mouth and I could feel my swollen head banging on the back of her throat. Her luscious red hair was so soft in my hand… and I made a fist of it, grasping a handful of her auburn locks, and pulling her face harder onto my cock. As she sank her mouth down onto my length and got to her stopping point, I thrust my hips forward and pulled on her fair to force my cock farther in, causing her to gag.

I could feel her pulling away, her hands moving down to push on my thighs, trying to get my cock out of her mouth. I looked down with a smile and raised an eyebrow. Oh yes she, she understood. She opened her mouth up wide and dropped her head back down onto my length, forcing herself harder down even before I used my handful of her hair to push her head onto my shaft even harder. To her credit, she shook her head back and forth a bit, not gagging, but doing her best to get more of me into her mouth… and that meant into her throat. When she pulled up I let her go, but as soon as she’d had a breath I pulled her back onto my cock. She didn’t resist but just went with it, and soon I was just fucking her mouth, pulling her head back and forth by her hair. I was almost shocked when she started moaning. I realised she was enjoying being directed more forcefully.

I took advantage by fucking her face for another few minutes, feeling her spit drool down my balls and dripping onto her chest and down her flat belly. With my handful of her hair I directed her to suck my balls back and forth as well, just reveling in the pleasure of having this young hot redhead at my disposal. When I felt my orgasm starting to build, and knowing I didn’t want to blow my load this soon, I pulled her off my cock and up to stand in front of me. Still directing her by the handful of her hair that I had, I turned her around and put her back up against the countertop. Releasing her hair I grabbed her waist and lifted her up onto the counter. I put one hand in the center of her chest and pushed her back, laying her back on the wide counter.

I hooked both hands under her knees and lifted them up high, pushing them apart wide and opening up her slick wet pussy for my view… and for my tongue. Holding her open I lowered my face down to her sex, sticking out my tongue and softly… almost teasingly light… I flicked it across her clit. Her entire body jumped in reaction to the barely-there stimulus and her hips thrust up, showing me how badly she wanted more.

Truth be told, I wanted more too. Her pussy was sweet tasting. It reminded me of the honeysuckle juice we used to enjoy as kids. I dipped my tongue into her hole, tasting more of her juices and licking my way out… up… more firmly across her clit, making her moan loudly with pleasure. She held one of her hands along the edge of the countertop to stay in place and put her other hand on my head.

Sliding my mouth back down I fitted my lips to hers, sucking on her hot opening and holding that vacuum lock while I slid my tongue in and out of her sex. Jessica’s young pussy tasted good and her moaning made it clear she loved what I was doing. As the tone of her moans changed, I switched up what I was doing, moving my mouth up to form that same suck-lock over her clit and lashing it with my tongue. Her reaction was immediate and amazing as her hips thrust up and her thighs began trembling.

She came hard like that against my mouth with her thighs still trembling. She stopped breathing while she came but I couldn’t tell if she was holding her breath or simply incapable of breathing through the pleasure. I kept on lashing her clit until her orgasm seemed to be easing up and then I reduced my pressure on her clit to bring her down slowly.

When her orgasm was complete I stood up, moving one hand to grab a handful of her hair again and pulling her up to a sitting position on the counter. I pulled her into a kiss and was surprised with the hunger she displayed as she seemed to devour my mouth. We were kissing but I got the distinct impression that she was cleaning her pussy off my mouth more than she was kissing me. The thought made my cock jump.

I let go of her red hair and backed away from the kiss, my cock at full erection and precum dripping from the head. I moved a couple steps over to the breakfast nook and sat down on one of the chairs there. I positioned myself so her task would be easy enough and said, “Why don’t you climb on?” It was a delight to watch her hop down off the countertop, take the few steps over to me and straddle my lap. I looked down as she grasped my cock and lined me up, sitting her pussy down onto my length until her feet were off the floor and 100% of her bodyweight was pushing her pouting pussy down onto me.

Jessica put one hand on the back of the chair and the other on my knee and began to rock in place, not moving her pussy up or down but just grinding it on me back and forth, stirring my length around in her sex. It felt quite heavenly and I just sat for a few minutes enjoying it as she ground on me. Then I looked at her face, saw that her eyes were closed and realised that, in that moment, she was using me for her pleasure. I needed to remind her who was in charge.

To that end I put both hands on her chest, pinching on her little nipples… HARD. Her eyes popped open and met mine as I pulled on her nipples, distending them away from her, still pinching them. The look of surprise on her face was almost immediately replaced with a look of pleasure as she moaned and her head fell back. My manhandling of her nipples might be causing her discomfort, but it was obvious she was getting off on it. I added a twist motion to the pull and then released them as she moaned again. And then I pinched / pulled / twisted them again. As I repeated the motion she ground on me harder and faster, still using my cock to pleasure her pussy. I reminded myself that this was only the second time in her life she’d had a bare cock inside her and part of me was glad she was enjoying it. Part of me was looking forward to filling her young sex full of my potent sperm.

And it was soon going to be that time. “Get off me,” I said to her. She stopped moving and looked at me. “Get off me,” I repeated. “Bend over the table.” Still looking at me she did as she was told, sliding her wetness up my length until her pussy released me and then she stepped over to the table, bending at the waist. I didn’t move from the chair as I was enjoying the about face-level view of her ass and used pussy. “Bend over it flat,” I said. “Reach across and hold on to the other side. Don’t let go of it unless I tell you to.” I was pleased to see her do as she was told and I enjoyed looking at her wet swollen pussy lips before standing up to approach her from behind.

Putting my left hand on her hip and taking my cock in my right hand, I held it to rub the head up and down her slit a few times. I made sure to press the cockhead against her clit as I rubbed it up and down between her slick lips, making her jump. I wanted to see if she’d let go of the table or if she was just surrendering herself to me. To her credit, she never let go of the table.

Guiding my cock to her opening I pushed it into her, letting go of my length and putting that hand on her other hip. Holding her hips I began to move my own, moving back and forth in full length strokes. When I moved back only my cockhead was still engulfed in her hot slickness. When I moved forward my full balls slapped against her clit as my pelvis pushed against her butt. Her pussy felt good and I knew this was how I was going to cum.

I began with a steady but not fast stroke… almost all the way out… all the way back in… grind… back out and repeat. As her moans built and my balls began to tighten I increased the speed and strength of my strokes but only those INTO her. SLAM in… pull out slow. SLAM in… pull out slow. I soon realised she was moaning with every hard thrust of my cock. I also realised that my orgasm wasn’t far off.

“Do you like that cock in your pussy?” I asked her in a hoarse voice.

“Yes Daddy!” she exclaimed as I slammed my cock into her.

“You like being fucked like a slut?” I asked.

She didn’t answer me as I slammed into her. I pulled my cock out and stopped. “Answer me or I won’t fuck you anymore,” I said. “Do you like being fucked like a slut?”

“Yes,” she said softly… almost shyly. I rewarded her with a hard slam of the full length of my cock.

“You do?” I asked pulling out.

“Yes!” she exclaimed as I slammed back in.

I kept up my slamming hard fuck as I said, “Tell me what you want.” SLAM.

“Fuck me!” she answered as I gave her a hard thrust. “Fuck my pussy!”

“You want me to use this slut pussy?” I asked. SLAM.

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Fuck my pussy!”

“You want me to cum inside this pussy?” I asked. SLAM.

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Please…” it almost sounded like a whimper.

“You want my cum dripping out of your pussy?” I asked. SLAM.

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Jeff, fill my pussy up… please!”

“How much cum do you want in your pussy?” I asked. SLAM.

“All of it!” she replied, “forever!”.

I put both hands on the redheads hips and began to fuck her as hard, fast and deep as I could. “I’ll give you what you want,” I said as I pounded into her. “I’ll fill that slut pussy up,” I said. She moaned. “This pussy is going to take more cum than you ever thought it could,” I said… and she began to cum on my cock. As I fucked back and forth I could feel her pussy squeezing my length, trying to milk the cum out of me.

I knew I was getting really close and wanted to put one last clear idea in her head as she felt my cock unload into her. I slowed down just enough not to cum until after her orgasm had passed and then maintained a slower speed for a few minutes. “Did you like that, Jessica?” I asked her. “Was that what you were after?”

“Yes,” she answered me, sounding ashamed.

“This is not all about me, I want to give you what you need. I want to be all that you want me to be. If we are going to do this, with or without Rachel… amI enough?” I asked.

She hesitated a moment before answering and still sounded ashamed when she did but I heard her clearly say, “Yes.”

I started fucking her a little harder and faster. “I want you, Jessica. I want to be yours. I want your sweet, young pussy overflowing with more cum than it can hold.”

This time there was no hesitation and no shame. “That’s all I will ever need!” she exclaimed.

With that I buried my length into her… grinding it into her… pulling her hips back as hard as I could… and began to jet thick ropes of hot cum right up against her cervix. As each pulse of my seed jetted into her I felt her body jerk and I moved my hips just enough to make the next pulse as strong as possible. I shot six or seven blasts of sperm rich semen as deep into her as my cock would reach, holding her back against me and making sure she felt them deep inside her pussy.

When my climax had passed I held my throbbing penis buried in her and we both caught our breath. When I was sure I could talk and she could understand me I said, “When I pulled out of you I want you to pull yourself up on the table. Stay on your belly and close your legs. Do you understand?” She just nodded her head in reply and she did as I’d told her when I pulled out. With my wilting cock dripping my cum and her pussy juice, I stepped over to where she’d dropped her panties and put them on to her, having her left her hips enough for me to get them all the way on. “Now you can get down,” I said and she did.

“Get on your knees,” I said to her and she looked confused. I smiled. “My cock isn’t going to clean itself up. Get on your knees and lick me clean.” Jessica smiled and dropped to her knees, almost eager to suck and lick our combined juices off my cock. When she had completed her task I helped her stand up and gave her a deep kiss to express my appreciation.

I started to put my pajamas back on as she picked up her clothes and got dressed. “I need you to do something for me when you get home,” I said to her.

“What’s that?” she asked as she was pulling on her bra.

“I need you to take some pictures of your panties full of my cum and your pussy dripping it with it smeared on your lips,” I told her.

“Why do you need those pictures?” she asked me. She didn’t sound like she was objecting; just like she was curious.

“They’re not for me,” I said. “You’re going to send them to Rachel and thank her for letting you have my cum.”

Jessica smiled at the thought and said, “Yeah… I can do that, but she won’t be happy.”

“I know, but this is not all about her either,” I said with a smile as she hugged me tightly. 

After a minute I gently removed myself from her embrace and Jessica headed to the bathroom to finish making herself look presentable. The growling in my stomach reminded me that I skipped breakfast and I was pretty sure she didn’t have much to eat either. I was halfway through making some scrambled eggs when I heard her footsteps behind me. Before I could turn around, she hugged me from behind and rested her head on my back shoulder.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“For what?”

“For making today amazing. I loved every minute of mine. It was perfect.”

“You’re perfect.”

“I am now. And you know what the best part of this is?”

“What’s that?”

“We have a future… together. One day, you and I will be together forever.”

“Rachel and Sophie might just give you a little competition.” I half joked.

“Oh, I don’t mind some competition.” She looked at me through her eyelashes, “I can handle them, I’m not as young and innocent as I look!”

“Good,” I replied brightly.

I sidled up behind where she sat and enfolded her in my arms. She leaned back into my embrace and moved her hands from her keyboard to my legs. She sighed contentedly and leisurely caressed my leg muscles. I slid my hands inside her shirt and fondled her soft breasts as she softly stroked the hair on my legs.

She purred and lolled her head to the side, enticing me to plant soft kisses at the base of her neck. She moaned in pleasure as my hands coaxed her nipples to tautness and my kisses traveled the length of her arching neck to her graceful jawline.

“Does this mean you want more?” she asked quietly.

“Not just yet,” I replied. “I just wanted to make sure you’re real.”

“Mmm,” she purred. “That’s sweet.”

She spun her chair around to the side and reached up, pulling me down to her as she breathed, “I’m real.”

Entwining her hands in my hair, she urged me down to her parted lips. Drawing me toward her delicious mouth, she explored my mouth with hers. She traced my lips with her tongue, warming me, arousing me. After the long, languorous kiss, she gently pulled her lips from mine and asked, “Hungry, baby?”

I considered her question and realized that the calories provided by the quiche she had served for breakfast had long since been burned off by our activities earlier that morning, and I replied, “Actually, I am.”

“I thought you might be,” she said, and gestured to a nearby tray, laden with charcuterie of all kinds. She asked, “You like finger food?”

“I do. Thank you.”

“For you, Daddy,” she said, and slid the tray over in front of the empty chair next to her.

“Where did all this come from?”

“Oh, Mum and Dad helped me get some things together to treat you for breakfast.”

She pulled the chair out and motioned for me to sit. I sat beside her and examined the bountiful meal as she absently rubbed my thigh. I delved into the array of delectable treats and savored the meats, cheese, crackers, olives, fruit and nuts she had laid out while I was napping upstairs. Her gaze alternated between watching me eat and looking at her phone.

“God, Jess,” I remarked during bites. “You are the most amazing, sexy and attentive lover I’ve ever had.”

She smiled and said, “I certainly hope so. You’re not too bad yourself.” Her hand strayed to my sleeping cock and gently caressed it through my boxers. While I sampled each item, she told me, “When you’re satisfied here, I’ll run you a nice, hot bath.” My cock plumped from her soft stroking as I ate. Her caress made it thicken and stretch, causing the head to poke out past the hem of my shorts.

“Sweet,” she murmured.

“My God,” was all I could say and continued eating.

Soon, she Rachel and gracefully ascended the stairs, calling over her shoulder, “I’ll be right back!”

As she receded from my view, I admired her striking figure, seductively obscured by the silk robe cinched at her waist. It did little to hide, but rather accentuated, her beautiful ass as it swayed with each step. Soon, I heard the sound of running water filling a tub upstairs.

Returning to me and scooting back into her seat, she exclaimed, “You’re bath will be ready in a bit and I’ll get going. But I’ll be back…” she said, gathering her things and making ready to leave.

I looped my arm around her waist to guide her back toward the front door. “Oh, but make sure you check with Rachel before you come over next time,” I said.

“I will,” Jessica replied. “Although if this kind of sex is punishment, I might not.” She giggled at the thought.

“Well,” I said, “If you give ME enough warning before you come over next time, I’ll have breakfast waiting for you.”

“I’d like that,” Jessica said sounding a little shy again.

I stopped her and turned her so our eyes met. “Don’t be ashamed, don’t be shy and don’t take unnecessary risks with Rachel. She can and will bite.”

Jessica didn’t say anything for a minute but then she smiled, said, “Okay,” and gave me a big kiss. I gave her a pat on the ass, a tight hug around her waist and then stepped over to open the front door. “Enjoy the rest of your weekend,” I told her, “And don’t forget to send those pictures to Rachel.”

“As soon as I get home,” she said as she stepped out the door. “Have a great day, Daddy!”

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When she had pulled out of the driveway I grabbed my phone and sent Rachel a text. “Hey, baby. Jessica’s gone. It was good. She should be sending you some naughty pics in a bit.”

Her reply came back a few minutes later. “Okay. Glad you had fun. Did you do as I asked?”

“Yep,” I texted back. “Fucked her like I was mad at her and she definitely knew it.”

Her reply made my cock jump even though I had just cum. “Cool. Next time we’re going to teach her what a cock cumming into her ass feels like. Now guess where I am?”

“Work?”

“No, I finished early. I was far too horny,” she laughed, “look, I’ll just show you.”

The call ended and she switched to a video call, as the view appeared I saw a street, a car… a house. It was all too familiar.

“You’re at Sophie’s place.”

“Awwww you remembered,” she said bittersweetly, “now it’s time for my fun. Would you care to watch?”

I nodded my head and Rachel knocked on my blonde lovers door. 

“Hey, come on in,” was Sophie’s warm greeting.

“Thanks.” Rachel replied, “I’ve brought Jeff along for the show”. She indicated to her camera and thrust me into Sophie’s face.

“Hi, Jeff, home alone?”

“He is now,” Rachel responded slyly.

“Well, why don’t you head into the living room and set Jeff up somewhere so he can see?”

“Thanks Sophie, that sounds like a plan.” I watched as Rachel set the camera down so the view captured the sofa and then she sat down on the sofa whilst Sophie disappeared to make some tea; Rachel already felt better being in this environment, there was something relaxing about it, Sophie re-entered holding two cups.

“There we go, a nice cup of tea,” said Sophie.

“Thank you so much, that’s lovely.” replied Rachel.

“So how are you today?” asked Sophie.

“Oh I’m fine, just a little tired from work,” responded Rachel.

“Look Rachel I don’t want to beat around the bush, are you ok after last night with me and Jeff?” Sophie asked.

“Oh I’m fine there is no problem there, I was a little nervous about seeing you but I’m feeling better now,” Rachel replied.

“Oh good, I know it must have been difficult for you,” said Sophie.

“Well I think you were right about me, the last few days have been weird for me,” Rachel started, “Your bum in my face the other night was just the start, since then I’ve shaved some vagina, ogled all the girls in my office and if I weren’t interested in you I would have hung up on you and I didn’t,”

“Like I said last night you’re probably not a lesbian just bi,” replied Sophie placing her hand on Rachel’s leg.

“Maybe you’re right,” Rachel smiled at the young girl; they both physically appeared to relax after that exchange.

“You shaved Jessica’s pussy?” laughed Sophie.

“Yes I did,” said Rachel looking at the blonde.

“That’s amazing, Jessica’s really cute, shame she’s so young!” Sophie laughed.

“Not too young for some people” Rachel shot a look into the camera and I felt a wave of guilt wash over me, “Well she’s off limits for you,” Rachel warned.

“That’s fine I like you too much to worry about her,” Sophie winked.

Rachel stood up and took her cup to the sink as she turned around Sophie was right in front of her, Rachel was slightly stunned, Sophie backed Rachel against the sink and put her hands either side of the red head, Rachel knew what was coming and she didn’t want to stop it, Sophie leaned in and kissed Rachel on the lips. The kiss was gentle at first, slightly tentative but sensual none the less, this was the first time Rachel had kissed the same sex so she was understandably nervous and Sophie could sense this.

Sophie pulled back slightly and looked Rachel in the eye, Sophie could see desire in Rachel’s eyes as well as the nerves, Sophie leaned in and kissed her again this time with more passion, this was a lover’s kiss, Sophie placed both her hands on Rachel’s back, Rachel felt bolder she took her hands and placed them on Sophie’s hips. Sophie’s tongue wormed its way into Rachel’s mouth who was growing in confidence and sent her tongue to meet Sophie’s, she found it and they danced together, Sophie washed her tongue over the top of Rachel’s before Rachel wrestled Sophie’s tongue underneath her own, Rachel made a soft moan into Sophie’s mouth the two were in heaven, Rachel felt bold she took her hands from Sophie’s hips and slid them to her bum the same bum that was wiggled in front of her three nights ago.

Sophie’s eyes opened as Rachel gently squeezed her bum she went up on her tiptoes a bit before lowering herself back to Rachel’s hands, Sophie too felt bold she took her right hand and gently cupped one of Rachel’s breasts, it was Rachel’s turn to be shocked but the sensation was wonderful she could feel her nipples hardening and her vagina moistening, Sophie broke the kiss and brushed Rachel’s hair behind her shoulder, Sophie planted a gentle kiss on Rachel’s neck, Rachel moaned softly as Sophie left her saliva on Rachel’s neck as she moved up her neck to her ear lobe which the blonde gently licked and nibbled, Rachel had not been treated this sensually since she first met her ex-husband and even that was nothing compared to Sophie’s sensual kisses.

“Let’s sit on the sofa.” suggested Sophie whispering in-between nibbles on Rachel’s ear lobe.

Sophie led Rachel to the sofa. They both sat down and resumed kissing, Rachel lay back against the cushions and Sophie leaned against her, Rachel’s hands continued to squeeze Sophie’s bottom while Sophie resumed fondling Rachel’s boobs. Rachel buried her face in Sophie’s neck and proceeded to run her tongue along the young blonde’s neck up to Sophie’s ear which she nibbled on, Sophie’s breathing was laboured, I could see Rachel was delighted with the effect she was having on Sophie. Rachel moved back to Sophie’s mouth, the red-head gently sucked Sophie’s bottom lip and ran her tongue along Sophie’s top lip, the two both writhed on the sofa their breathing becoming heavier and heavier, Rachel slid her hands inside Sophie’s jeans and felt the waistband of her panties before squeezing the young blonde’s bum cheeks, “Amazing, I love these cheeks!” thought Rachel squeezing the soft flesh. Sophie sat up and Rachel slipped her hands out of her jeans, Sophie began unbuttoning Rachel’s blouse.

“I need to see them.” Sophie whispered, undoing the buttons as quickly as she could.

Sophie undid the final button and pushed Rachel’s blouse aside, Sophie looked at Rachel boobs as they sat heavily in her white lacy bra before leaning in and planting kisses on Rachel’s chest all the while cupping Rachel’s 34B breasts, Rachel placed her hands on the back of Sophie’s head pushing it further into her chest. Sophie ran her tongue in between Rachel’s cleavage and up to her neck, Sophie had teased Rachel enough she grabbed Rachel’s bra by the shoulder straps and pulled it down, Rachel’s pert tits spilled out of the bra.

“Oh they are amazing.” confessed Sophie who looked at them stunned by their beauty.

Sophie gently cupped both Rachel’s boobs. She worked her way to her hard nipples and gently tweaked them. Rachel moaned she was in heaven, Sophie ran her thumbs gently over Rachel’s nipples and watched Rachel’s face. My girlfriend locked eyes with Sophie. She could see a sparkle in the blonde’s eyes she was enjoying this as much as Rachel, Sophie leaned in and kissed Rachel again before slowly lowering herself and taking Rachel’s left nipple into her mouth and began licking it, Sophie licked and sucked the hard nub slowly at first wanting to tease Rachel some more, Rachel groaned in ecstasy. Sophie switched to the right nipple and gave it the same treatment both of Rachel’s nipples were glistening with saliva, Sophie looked at Rachel’s nipples and smiled at the shiny nubs before she locked her mouth back on the right one, this time Sophie was more aggressive she lashed it with her tongue in between gentle bites which made Rachel gasp.

“Oh Sophie that feels incredible!” moaned Rachel.

Sophie sat up and looked at Rachel who was breathing heavily.

“I hope you don’t mind but I’m not sure about going all the way with you tonight,” admitted Sophie.

Rachel sat up and stroked the blonde’s hair.

“Why?”

“I have feelings for Jeff… and I’m not happy about torturing him with our sapphic display…” she looked at me through the camera. I smiled weakly, acknowledging her empathy. 

“Of course I don’t mind, I don’t think I am either to be honest this is all still so new to me. Is there anything you want me to do for you? Rachel asked, running her hand along Sophie’s soft cheek.

“Actually I would really love a massage if you don’t mind?” asked Sophie.

“Of course not I’d love to, where?” replied Rachel looking around the room for a suitable position.

“On the long sofa, I’ll lie on it and you can kneel down by the side.” suggested Sophie pointing at the sofa across the room.

Sophie rose from the sofa and moved over to the other one, she took the cushions from the back so she would have more room. Rachel pulled her bra cup over her boobs and began doing up her blouse before Sophie stopped her.

“No take it off, I want you to be naked while you are doing this,” commanded Sophie.

“Ok.” Rachel replied as she slipped off her blouse and unclasped her bra and threw it to the floor letting her tits hang free, she then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, Sophie sat on the long sofa and watched Rachel undress, Rachel was now down to her white lacy knickers which after the attention she had received from Sophie were very wet, Rachel.

“Beautiful.” was all Sophie said.

Sophie proceeded to slip her top off over her head and slipped her jeans off, now just in her underwear Sophie turned her back on Rachel and then began sliding her knickers down to her ankles which she stepped out of, Rachel was once again staring at Sophie’s perfect bottom, Sophie then reached up behind herself and unclasped her bra, dropping it to the floor but to Rachel’s disappointment Sophie did not turn around, she lowered herself face first to the sofa while concealing her boobs.

“I’m ready.” said Sophie, smiling knowing full well she had denied Rachel what she wanted.

Rachel walked over to Sophie and knelt down beside her, she looked over the blonde’s perfect body from her shoulders down to her feet.

“You’re beautiful,” was all Rachel could manage.

“There is some lotion in the bathroom; it’s on the side counter when you walk in the door.” instructed Sophie.

Rachel was obedient she ran out of sight to the bathroom to fetch the lotion, Sophie  was still lying on the sofa. She looked up to the camera and said, “This seems cruel, Jeff,” Genuine concern evident in her voice, “Are you sure about this?”

“Jessica was here this morning,’ I replied.

“Oh, I see, I’m another revenge fuck?”

I nodded my head.

“I want to tell her to go,” she whispered, “but I want to be on her good terms if I am ever to be with you.”

“It’s ok.” I said with a lump in my throat.

“Then know that I am doing this for you… not her.” She smiled, I smiled, and then Rachel rushed back into the room. 

“Here we go, so where do you want this?” asked Rachel.

“All over.” was Sophie’s blunt reply.

Rachel opened the bottle and began pouring it over Sophie’s supple body, she poured down the middle of Sophie’s back and then stopped at her bum Rachel missed her bum out and did both her legs. Rachel gently worked the lotion into Sophie’s back and shoulders, Sophie had her eyes closed but she let out groans of approval, Rachel stood over Sophie and her boobs dangled over Sophie’s back, Rachel pushed her tits against Sophie’s back, Sophie giggled she knew what Rachel was doing, Rachel took her boobs off her back and looked at them they had lotion on them.

“Don’t rub it in.” Sophie groaned.

Rachel did as she was told and got to work on Sophie’s legs the young blonde’s legs were so smooth, Rachel worked all the lotion into her legs and sat back.

“You missed a spot.” Sophie said gesturing to her bum.

While gesturing Rachel caught a side view of Sophie’s breast it was magnificent she did not see her nipple but she saw enough to get excited about.

Rachel took the lotion and squirted it directly on Sophie’s bum, Rachel wasted no time grabbing onto Sophie’s cheeks, Rachel almost fainted they were so soft it was like nothing she had ever felt before, she wobbled them with her palms, Rachel felt bold again she gradually worked her hands to the crack of Sophie’s bum she gently massaged into the crease, Sophie did not clench Rachel took this as a sign, she proceeded to rub her fingers along the crease of Sophie’s bum until she came to her anus which she gently stroked, Sophie shuddered, Rachel could smell Sophie’s sex she knew Sophie was very wet but she wanted to respect Sophie’s earlier request she removed her hands from the crease.

“There all done,” declared Rachel.

“Wow that was heavenly, can you grab me a towel,” asked Sophie.

Rachel returned to the toilet and grabbed Sophie a towel she returned to Sophie and gave it to her, Sophie once again was careful not to reveal her tits to Rachel, which again disappointed Rachel, Sophie sat up and Rachel still naked sat down next to her.

“Why won’t you show me you boobs?” asked Rachel.

“Because I want to tease you a little,” answered Sophie who leaned in and kissed Rachel.

“Fair enough I can wait,” replied Rachel.

“Good.” said Sophie as she put a bathrobe on.

Sophie raised her hands to Rachel’s breasts and began massaging the oil into them, Rachel moaned with pleasure as Sophie’s gifted fingers caressed her boobs. Rachel leaned in and kissed Sophie.

“Come on, I was going to have a bath. Bring Jeff.” Sophie gestured for Rachel to follow her.

Rachel smiled and followed the blonde up the stairs, and I watched as Sophie took the phone and set it up overlooking the tub. I noticed that Sophie had just run a steaming hot bubble bath; Sophie put her arms around Rachel and smiled at her.

“How has your day been?” Sophie asked.

“Oh fine thank you, it’s just got a whole lot better though.” answered Rachel.

Sophie leaned in and kissed Rachel gently on the lips, it was soft at first until Sophie slipped her tongue into Rachel’s mouth, Rachel slid her tongue to meet Sophie’s and the two mashed together both began to groan as they embraced, Sophie slid her hands down Rachel’s back and squeezed her bum, Rachel groaned louder as Sophie massaged her bottom, Rachel began to untie Sophie’s robe she felt no resistance and Sophie’s robe slipped open, Rachel slipped her hands inside the robe and slid them slowly down Sophie’s back, Rachel loved how soft Sophie’s skin felt it was like silk. I watched as she slid her hand down to Sophie’s naked bum and cupped it.

Sophie moaned into Rachel’s mouth, Rachel continued to caress Sophie’s sweet derriere feeling bolder she pulled the older woman’s cheeks apart, Sophie continued to groan in appreciation of Rachel’s treatment, her groans turned to squeals as Rachel slipped her finger into Sophie’s crack and gently rubbed her anus, Rachel slid her other hand around to Sophie’s front and rubbed her fingers over Sophie’s stomach before running it down to Sophie’s thighs, she was careful to avoid Sophie’s pussy, she clearly wanted to tease the blonde. Rachel could sense Sophie was desperate for her to touch her pussy, Rachel didn’t keep her waiting long, Rachel ran her hand over Sophie’s barely visible pubic hair before she felt Sophie’s vagina, it looked so soft and smooth and most of all very wet. Rachel looked delighted that she was having such an effect on the experienced girl, she broke their kiss for a moment to look at Sophie’s face the blonde’s eyes were closed, her breathing was heavy.

Rachel removed her hands from Sophie’s bum and vagina and held either side of Sophie’s robe, “Now I get to see the naked body my boyfriend lusts after,” she announced, pulling Sophie’s robe from her shoulders revealing everything to her. Rachel’s eyes widened as she gazed at Sophie’s boobs she looked stunned, they were fantastic after all, perfectly round and pert, her nipples were pink with big areolas, “They are perfect,” Rachel reached out for them everything seemed to go into slow motion for me as she cupped the beauties in her hands. I agreed with my girlfriend, they were incredible, the skin just like her back was silky smooth, I bet they felt great in Rachel’s hands as she gently squeezed the soft flesh of Sophie’s tits. Rachel then rubbed Sophie’s rock hard nipples in between her thumb and forefinger and Sophie giggled.

“That tickles,” laughed Sophie.

“I finally get to see them.” Rachel said, smiling at Sophie.

“All you hoped they would be?” asked Sophie.

“Oh my yes and more, they are perfect,” replied Rachel.

“Suck them.” demanded Sophie.

Rachel did not speak a word she simply smiled and cupped Sophie’s right boob in her hand leant down and took the hard nipple in her mouth, Rachel swirled her tongue on it immediately, she flicked it, sucked it and nibbled it, Sophie moaned as she ran her left hand through Rachel’s red hair, her right gently massaged her clit. Rachel released the right nipple and looked at it, it glistened with her saliva, she ran her tongue from the bottom of her boob up to her neck where Rachel gently nibbled at it before sliding her tongue all the way back down her left boob and settling on the nipple which she began nibbling, Sophie giggled as Rachel nibbled away before she gently licked the hard nub.

Rachel released the nipple from her mouth and looked Sophie in the eye her pupils were dilated, Rachel eased Sophie back against the bath and sat her down on the edge, Rachel unbuttoned her blouse and threw it to the tiled bathroom floor, she then did the same with her skirt, Sophie could clearly see a massive wet patch on Rachel’s knickers.

“Yum, I can see how wet you are.” moaned Sophie.

Rachel again said nothing she dropped to her knees in front of the blonde and eased her thighs apart, Rachel stared amazed at Sophie’s sopping wet vagina her lips were bright pink and clearly engorged, Rachel could also see Sophie’s clit protruding from its hood it was throbbing, the smell was intoxicating, Rachel starting kissing along Sophie’s right thigh, when she reached Sophie’s honey pot Rachel resisted the urge to dive in and moved her head away from and kissed along Sophie’s belly, Sophie groaned she knew Rachel was teasing her, Rachel licked gently along Sophie’s left thigh planting soft kisses as she went, as Rachel reached Sophie’s pussy she stood up and kissed Sophie softly of the lips, Rachel pulled away and looked at Sophie the young blonde had beads of sweat all over her body she was extremely aroused.

Rachel smiled she got back on her knees eased her head in between Sophie’s thighs and breathed deep taking in the musky smell before slipping her tongue along Sophie’s wet labia, Rachel was immediately taken by the taste of Sophie’s wet cunt, the juices were tangy sweet and Rachel could not get enough of it.

Sophie let out a soft moan as Rachel’s tongue swept her vagina, Rachel licked her way from the bottom of Sophie’s slit to the top before pushing her tongue into the young girls wet hole, Sophie was now beginning to moan loudly as Rachel continued her assault on her vagina, she savoured the juices that were gushing from the pink hole, Rachel took her tongue and gently flicked Sophie’s clit before sucking down on the hard little button, Rachel took her index finger and slipped it into Sophie’s opening, Sophie was now moaning loudly she was close to orgasm and Rachel could sense this, Sophie pulled Rachel’s face closer to her wetness, Rachel was amazed how well she had taken to going down on another woman, Sophie squeezed her thighs against Rachel’s head as she began to convulse, her orgasm crashed through her perfect body and her vagina opened and spilled it juices all over Rachel’s face.

Sophie eased her thighs from against the side of Rachel’s head and took a deep breath before exhaling, Sophie was spent she had never experienced anything like that before, Rachel pulled back slightly and looked at Sophie’s dripping wet pussy, juices were running from her hole, her thighs were slick with wetness, Rachel gently lapped away at the juice, “It tastes so sweet, how could I not have realised…?” she asked nobody in particular as she backed away from Sophie’s pussy. Rachel stood up and looked down at Sophie whose eyes were still slightly glazed.

“Well how was that for you?” asked Rachel smiling and licking her lips.

“That was unbelievable!” gasped Sophie.

“It was for me too, I had no idea a girl’s vagina could be so tasty!” laughed Rachel.

“Why don’t you try calling it pussy? It sounds so dirty,” asked Sophie.

“Ok, your… pussy tastes gorgeous,” giggled Rachel.

“I think you should take those sticky knickers off, come into my bedroom and sit on my face so I can eat you properly.” suggested Sophie.

“But your bath is getting cold,” teased Rachel.

“Forget the bath, I want your pussy.” growled Sophie, grabbing the camera.

Rachel laughed, slipped down her knickers to reveal her smooth slit, grabbed Sophie’s hand and lead her to her bedroom which upon entering Sophie laid down on her bed as Rachel removed her bra to give her large boobs some air before climbing up on the bed and positioning her knees either side of Sophie’s head who reached up and squeezed Rachel’s bum cheeks, Rachel held herself up, Sophie tugged at her bum cheeks but Rachel didn’t budge she could see the frustration in the blondes eyes and she realised she had teased Sophie long enough, Rachel lowered her wet pussy to Sophie’s hungry mouth. 

Sophie was bringing her into this new world withhe rtongue. Rachel could tell Sophie was experienced because the girl knew how to stimulate a vagina, her tongue ran up and down Rachel’s bulging labia which was dripping with excitement, Sophie explored every soft fold of Rachel’s sex, whilst doing this Sophie’s fingers found its way to Rachel’s anus and gently began sliding up her back passage and squealed with pleasure as she felt her anus being stretched as Sophie inserted two more finger all the while concentrating on Rachel’s pussy.

Sophie rolled her tongue up and slipped inside Rachel’s pussy which gobbled up the young tongue, Sophie proceeded to fuck Rachel’s hole with her tongue for a good ten minutes during which she still continued to penetrate her anus. Sophie began sucking on Rachel’s hard clitoris which was throbbing in the young girls mouth, this was all Rachel could take and she felt her orgasm go through her like a tornado it was like nothing she had ever experienced before, her pussy opened and splashed Sophie’s face with her sweet juices, Sophie loved it and lapped up every drop, Rachel could not hold herself up anymore so she flopped alongside Sophie and tried to catch her breath.

“Wow, that was incredible!” gasped Rachel.

Sophie cuddled up next to Rachel and kissed her on the cheek; the two of them laid there for a few moments catching their breath and revelled in the glow of what had just happened. Rachel looked Sophie in the eye and smiled, she looked so contented, Rachel then kissed the blonde deeply, I imagined she could taste herself on Sophie’s lips; Sophie broke the kiss and climbed off the bed.

“Where are you going?” asked Rachel.

“To the bathroom, I need to pee and then have a bath,” answered Sophie.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Rachel said, smiling at Sophie.

“You’re not going yet are you?” asked Sophie.

“No not yet, I just want to lay here for a bit until I get my breath back.” answered Rachel.

Sophie left Rachel on the bed and went to have her bath; Rachel lay there smiling to herself as Sophie left the room wiggling her bum as she did, “I think I’m a full blown lesbian now!” Rachel said directily to the camera lens, climbed off the bed and took me with her as she re-entered the bathroom, where Sophie was now lying in her bubble bath. Rachel took some toilet paper and wiped her vagina which was still very wet, she then leaned down and kissed her young lover on the lips.

“I don’t mean to spoil this moment but you know you and Jeff don’t have a serious future together don’t you?” Rachel asked as she stroked Sophie’s face.

“I know,” answered a slightly dejected Sophie.

“It’s not that I don’t adore you Sophie, it’s just that… I only want him to have pleasure with you… on my terms.”

“That’s always been obvious, Rachel,” she said, possibly for my ears, “We can’t have anything long term and besides there are plenty of lovely young girls out there for him,” That was a direct reminder of my continuing laiasons with Jessica. I winced.

“I know, I know that makes sense but for the time being we can just have a bit of fun can’t we?” 

“Can we? Am I being used for pleasure on your terms too?” asked Sophie as she stood up in the bathtub towering over Rachel while bubbles ran down her glistening body.

“Yes, I suppose so. But how else can it be?” answered Rachel as she leaned in and kissed Sophie’s stomach.

Sophie wrapped a towel around her wet body and exited the bathroom.

“Having fun, are we?” Rachel asked me via her phone. I was a little startled, but no too much, once again the camera image blurred and shook as I was taken back into the bedroom. 

Sophie was on the bed looking glum. “Sophie, I’ve… been thinking about this too. I want to find a way…”

Sophie perked up, half-sitting up to look at Rachel. “Oh? I’ll do anything to make this work between the three of us? You can share him if you want, Rachel, but don’t feel like you have to.”

“Well…” Rachel actually blushed. “It was mostly just about… this. I don’t know if there was anything specific but he was mine first. But, uh, this… what we have… it’s something I want. I don’t want to lose this.”

“Our sex?”

“I guess I just want to explore my sexuality. I would love to be dominant.”

“Oh,” Sophie looked at the camera, “would you like to use the strap-on?”

“Could I use it on you this time?”

“Yeah, it feels so good to have that power over a woman,” Sophie said, staring up at the ceiling. “It’s just that whole tomboy thing, and the muscles… I knew you’d be super hot with a strap-on, being all rough and dominant… I would love to be submissive… yours.” 

“Oh,” Rachel said, suddenly unsure. She’d never really thought about wearing a strap-on, much less using it to be dominant with another woman. “I’m… not against it, I just haven’t… I don’t know what I’d be doing.”

“That’s alright,” Sophie murmured looking at me, a plan in her mind. “I am not expecting you to be an expert, but if it sounds like fun… I want to be your woman.”

Rachel hesitated for a moment, trying to picture it… It sounded hot as hell. She had been happy to let Sophie take charge and direct everything so far, but she didn’t want to stay passive forever…

“I’ll give it a shot,” she said, and Sophie broke into a smile.

“Okay. No pressure.” She fetched the harness and pushed herself upright. “Let me get this on you.”

Rachel held still as Sophie put the strap-on on her and sat up when she was finished, staring at the length now jutting out from her crotch. It was still slick with Sophie’s juices. She wiggled her hips and watched the dildo sway, feeling the unfamiliar weight.

“So…”

“Come over here,” Sophie said, patting her legs, and Rachel shuffled over to straddle her. “It’s pretty easy once you get the hang of it. I’m warmed up already, but… play with me for a bit.” She reached up to hold Rachel’s shoulders, pulling her down into a kiss as the strap-on pressed up between their stomachs. Sophie smiled against her mouth, breaking away to murmur, “Hah, you taste like me.”

Rachel met her lips again as she felt up her friend’s curves, enjoying the contrast of Sophie’s smooth, warm skin against her cold hands. Her breasts were much larger than Rachel’s and a lot of fun to toy with. It was evident that she wasn’t entirely sure what to do with another woman, so she just did what she liked done to herself, squeezing the soft flesh, teasing her nipples into stiffness and rolling them between her fingers. That seemed to do the trick; Sophie let out little gasps and moans until she finally pushed Rachel away.

“That’s- That’s good, Rachel. Yes… You can fuck me now.”

“Okay…” She sat back, gingerly taking hold of the slippery shaft attached to her. Sophie spread her legs a little more, allowing the head to be pressed into her folds and reaching down to help a hesitant Rachel push it deeper. Focused on each other as their bodies joined, they were only vaguely aware of me watching from the side of the bed.

“Mmm, fuck…” Sophie groaned, breathing faster. “Yeah… Lean over me, keep your knees like that.” Rachel did so, bringing their faces close together again. “Now, nice and slow, rock your hips- ooh, that’s it. You’ve got the idea. Get comfortable with moving like this. Don’t be afraid to get rougher, just work your way into it.”

Rachel slowly thrust into her, feeling her friend’s warm breath on her skin as she found a rhythm in the unfamiliar movement. It wasn’t that hard. She just had to concentrate, which became increasingly difficult as Sophie got worked up underneath her, squirming and panting, biting her lip, fingers digging into the bed as juices dripped down her inner thigh.

“I know you’re not doing it on purpose,” Sophie breathed, “but this is teasing the fuck out of me. Can you go faster, please?”

That kind of plea was hard to ignore, especially with Sophie’s flushed, desperate face inches from hers. She met her friend’s lips in another brief kiss, starting to pump her hips in earnest. The way the strap-on sat low on her crotch meant that it was grinding against her clit with each thrust, giving her little sparks of pleasure in return for her efforts. More than that, it made her feel good to hear Sophie moan, to return the favor that had sent her into ecstasy; then she pulled back a bit too far and the strap-on slipped out entirely, sliding along her friend’s stomach. Rachel froze, embarrassed, and Sophie giggled, reaching up to ruffle her damp hair.

“It happens to everyone. Just put it back in, you’re doing good, you’re a fast learner,” Sophie said. Rachel glanced over to see me on her phone’s screen, my cock in my hand. “I can’t wait for my turn.”

“I loved it when you fucked me, Sophie,” Rachel rasped, eyeing the dildo as she guided it back into her friend’s folds. Sophie looked to her girlfriend and let out a small noise, her cheeks turning pink from more than arousal. “Jeff…”

“Rachel really wants it,” I said, grinning. “You have your fun first, though.”

Surprised but liking the sound of that, Rachel turned back to Sophie and started to work back into the rapid rhythm that had her gasping, her fingers curling into the covers on either side of her head. Sophia traced her hands over her friend’s strong back, kissing her shoulders and biceps, caressing Rachel’s tight, hot body as her girlfriend was pounded.

“Ff-fu-huck, Rachel, you really- got- the hang of this… Can you- grab my wrists, please?”

Pausing for a moment, Rachel shifted her hands to pin Sophie’s wrists to the bed. “Like this?”

“God, yes, don’t let go…” Sophie writhed, trying to escape and finding she was helpless under Rachel’s more muscular frame. She stared up at her friend, hair disheveled and her eyes bright. “You’re so- fucking strong… I can’t… oh, just fuck me!”

Rachel continued to pump her hips at the fast pace, both massively turned on and a little amused. She never would have guessed that her friend had this kind of submissive side, and she never would have guessed that she would be totally, one-hundred percent into the feeling of control it gave her. The way she was able to so easily overpower Sophie meant she could do anything she wanted… The idea was intoxicating.

Sophie was flushed and squirming, drawing in ragged breaths and letting them out as desperate moans as she was pushed towards climax. It was incredibly sexy to see every bit of her composure stripped away as their bodies grew hot against each other, effort making their skin sticky with sweat. Rachel was surprised to feel Sophie’s soft hand slip between the two of them and glanced down to see her rubbing her clit, making her cry out and go tense. It was suddenly hard to keep thrusting into her, but when Rachel slowed down Sophie frantically shook her head, begging, “Please please please please-” She fought past her friend’s tightness, fucking her through her orgasm and sending her flying into another, her back arching off the bed as she kept stroking her clit.

Finally, Sophie slumped down, panting hard, wearing a goofy smile with her eyes closed in bliss. Rachel gently pulled out and lay alongside her, putting an arm across her stomach and receiving a kiss as Sophie turned to face her.

“That was… fucking great… and thanks, Soph…”

“Glad,” Rachel mumbled. She was hot and sweaty, surprisingly tired after the unusual exertion, and the ignored need between her legs was becoming harder to block out. The strap-on rubbing against her clit felt good but ultimately unsatisfying, and after working so hard to give Sophie an orgasm she wanted to come again. Sophie propped herself upon shaky arms, pushing Rachel to lay on her back and setting a knee on either side of her thighs.

“I know I’m being selfish, but you don’t have to do anything. Just take a breather while I, uh… Fuck my ass,” Sophie said helpfully, lubing up her strap-on.

“Soph!”

“What?” she asked, grinning. “It’s true. It’s not my fault you love it.”

Rachel laughed, resting her hands on Sophie’s hips. “I’m not judging. This is hot.”

“Sure,” Sophie muttered, but a smile tugged at her lips. She sucked in a sharp breath when she slipped a lubed finger inside her, stretching her open for the thick shaft she was wearing. She added a second finger and began to gently thrust both, not satisfied with her preparation until Sophie was biting her lip and ever so slightly grinding into Rachel’s strap-on.

“I think you’re ready…”

“Yeah,” Sophie breathed. She shifted forward and lowered herself onto Rachel, who kissed her neck, carefully pushing into her and forcing out a whined, “Fuck…”

“Relax,” Rachel murmured. “Gotta relax for me…”

“Trying,” Sophie gasped, her head falling back. “It’s- a lot more than I thought-“

“Want me to stop?”

“God no…”

Rachel rubbed her friend’s sides as she gradually worked the strap-on deeper into her ass, filling her up until they were all pressed together. Sophie quivered in between them, leaned forward and clutching at Rachel’s biceps as her body struggled to adjust. My girlfriend began to rock into her with tiny movements, only able to move the strap-on an inch or so before she pulled out entirely and applied a fresh coat of lube.

“Fuck…” Sophie groaned as she was penetrated again, but this time there was no pain in it. Taking short, shallow breaths, she began to rock her hips into Rachel, fucking herself on the strap-on while she began a slow pattern of thrusts. Rachel slipped a hand around her to rub between Sophie’s legs, drawing out little gasps and moans and kissing the back of her girlfriend’s neck every time their bodies joined. 

The blonde was controlling the action now, pushing herself on and off the invading phallus. True to Sophie’s word, Rachel didn’t have to do a thing. She could simply enjoy the show, watching her friend’s expressions as she was impaled. The issue of being unable to reach down and touch her own throbbing clit was clearly becoming more and more frustrating, but Rachel was loving it so much that she didn’t really mind. It was unbelievably hot to see her friend losing herself to the pleasure, falling apart as her fantasy came to fruition.

Sophie’s orgasm came quickly and with little warning; one moment she was rocking on the strap-on and moaning into Rachel’s ear, digging her fingers into her friend’s shoulders while her girlfriend continued to fuck her. Sophie could hardly breathe, but she feverishly humped back at Rachel, moaning, begging for more. Rachel tried to thrust into her, doing her best to help her towards a second climax and enjoying the sight of the voluptuous blonde.

Sophie almost screamed when she came again, drawing red lines in Rachel’s skin with her fingernails as her body went rigid. This time, Rachel gradually slowed down, drawing out her girlfriend’s pleasure and until Sophie was just limp and trembling on top of her. She carefully pulled out and rubbed over Sophie’s back as Rachel held her close, stroking her hair. The strap-on was tossed off the bed as Sophie lay down next to her lover, putting an arm around her, shivering in ecstasy.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you cum so hard,” Rachel murmured, pulling a strand of hair away from her girlfriend’s sticky forehead. “You really liked that, huh?”

Sophie made a noise that might have been a “Yes…”

“Mmmm.” Rachel kissed her, then looking at me. “How are you doing, Jeff?”

“I’m good,” I said, and admitted, “I’m really impressed with the both of you.”

Rachel gave a soft giggle. 

“I guessed as much. Since you’ve been so patient… is there anything in particular you want to see? Any fantasies you want to try for real?”

“Well…” Rachel’s cheeks grew hot, and she felt ridiculous. How could she still be embarrassed about anything after all this? “I, uh, kind of wondered what it would be like to scissor…” More correctly, she had humped her pillow into a half-dozen orgasms while imagining Jessica or Sophie grinding against her, but she wasn’t going to admit that much.

“Alright,” Sophie said, breaking into a grin. “Want to use any toys?”

“Um…” Toys hadn’t figured into her fantasies at all. After a moment, she shook her head.

“Mm,” Sophie mumbled, rolling off Rachel and letting her have the access to strap-on. She undid the harness and tugged the straps out from underneath her friend, carelessly throwing it over the edge of the bed. She lifted Rachel’s leg over her own, aligning their slick, swollen heats against one another and beginning to rock forward, pushing their crotches together.

“You can let me do the work or we both can,” Sophie said, starting to breathe a little harder. “Whatever you want…”

Sophie maneuvered so that one of her legs went under one of Rachel’s and one of Rachel’s went under the other of hers so that their pussies were touching. Sophie said something and they both started to gyrate their hips, rubbing their pussies together. Rachel closed her eyes again and let her head drop back. My eyes were all over the two of them, from their bumping pussies, up to one of Rachel’s tits to Sophie’s tits and back again. I went ahead and took my cock into my hand and began masturbating.

While I was starting to slowly stroke my throbbing tool, I noticed Sophie looking down as their pussies worked against each other and occasionally glancing at Rachel’s tits or face. Rachel kept her eyes closed but was working her pussy against Sophie’s faster the longer they went at it. Sophie was starting to close her eyes and I could see the occasional twitch in her body so it appeared that they were both nearing orgasm. I couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to stick my tongue in there and lick both of their clits while inhaling their musky scents. I could feel my own orgasm building pretty rapidly despite my desire to draw it out.

Sophie started to obviously shake as she was cumming but Rachel was just seconds behind her and they tried to keep humping each other as they were cumming, but their pace decreased dramatically. As awesome as it would have been to cum with them (or on them), I wasn’t quite at that point yet, so I slowed down to see what was going to happen next. Once they’d caught their breath, they both sat up, legs still intertwined, and kissed. Rachel said something to Sophie and they had a brief discussion before Sophie slid backwards then switched places with Rachel. 

Rachel tried to match the motion of Sophie’s hips, propping herself up on her arms and humping forward, but following a rhythm with two people was trickier than she realised. Eventually, she just lay back and let Sophie set the pace, both of them moaning softly as their clits ground against each other’s soft folds. While it wasn’t as intense as some of the things they’d done so far, it felt good, and Rachel didn’t mind the slower buildup of pleasure. She wanted it to last, to savour this wonderful moment where her friend humped her crotch with nothing but bliss on her face.

Of course, she didn’t complain when Sophie pressed up against her side and ran a hand across her body, teasing her sensitive chest before sliding down to give her clit a much more regular, firm touch that had her gasping. She smiled, teasing her nipple with one hand and working the other between her legs to make herself moan as she continued to grind their bodies together. The pace became faster, almost frantic, losing the steady rhythm as they both neared their peaks. Rachel took short breaths, playing with her breasts while her friends made her feel so, so fucking good, building that hot tension in her belly for the third time.

Sophie came first, rubbing her clit furiously and crying out as she bucked forwards, her stomach flexing with each wave of pleasure. Her orgasm covered Rachel’s folds and her girlfriend’s hand in her juices, but she kept moving her fingers in rapid circles, sending Rachel over the edge and into quivering bliss. Her legs wrapped around Sophie, holding her close as her thighs tensed and twitched. The world was empty except for her pleasure until gradually, the high began to fade away.

I was stroking my cock faster again as Rachel knelt between Sophie’s spread legs and I was admiring Sophie’s smooth pussy and Rachel’s bare ass. When Rachel leaned forward and started licking Sophie’s pussy while her own pussy peeked at me from below her ass, I was shooting my load onto the screen of my phone.

I tucked my spent cock away while still watching Rachel eating Sophie’s pussy. I couldn’t tell if this was her first time but she clearly was not as experienced as Sophie. Sophie didn’t seem to mind, though, and I assumed that, she probably hadn’t had many opportunities to have another girl eat her pussy. The same twitching I’d seen as they’d been humping their pussies together became evident in Sophie the longer Rachel ate her pussy. I suspected that just between the things she and Rachel had already done together and the opportunity to have another girl eating her pussy, Sophie was probably pretty fired up and it would take much before she was cumming again. Rachel was pretty focused, basically doing what Sophie had done to her to make her cum, and it was working.

I could tell when Sophie started to cum again because, after cinching her eyes shut and her body tensing up some, she suddenly started shaking all over. Rachel kept eating her as Sophie rode out what appeared to be an intense orgasm. Once Sophie had gone still and was trying to catch her breath with a big smile on her face, Rachel raised her head and straightened up. Despite being completely flaccid, I was still taking everything in not because I wanted to jerk off again, but because I expected that this would be my only opportunity to see both of them completely naked. 

Rachel struggled to catch her breath, heartbeat gradually winding down from a purr. She had never been totally exhausted by sex before, but it felt like she’d just gotten done with a full-body workout, complete with the sense of tired satisfaction. Quietly, Sophie moved to lay on the other side of Rachel, surrounding her with warm, naked bodies. They snuggled into her chest and ran their hands over her body, occasionally kissing her cheeks.

I watched Rachel for the first and probably not last time falling asleep in the arms of her friend, happy and content. Sophie turned to the screen and whispered, “Get yourself over here. Quick.” She blew a kiss and the video call ended.

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“You were right, Rachel is a sound sleeper!” Sophie said softly as she opened her front door to me, “quickly, come inside.”

She was now dressed in the sexy lingerie I had bought for her, barely hidden by her robe. I followed her into her home and as soon as the door closed, like lightning, she moved into my arms and kissed me on my lips. It was a long kiss of about two minutes, flowing with passion and love. 

When she pulled away I asked her quietly, “Why am I here? What good can come of this?”

“I don’t know. I have felt something inside me when I’m with you. I am scared, Jeff. I’m scared of losing you. I love you and I just reacted by kissing you.”

“Wow!” is all I could say, while I kissed her back and this time it was a much wetter and longer kiss.

I pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her lips were full. I pulled her hair back and held them with both my hands while I began biting her upper lips and then her lower lips, softly. I then pushed my tongue into her mouth again and this time, her lips parted fully and her mouth opened. She responded back with her tongue into my mouth. We hugged each other hard, while we continued to do this wet kiss for about five minutes.

I then released her, and she pulled me to the living room. The room was dark, except for some stray light from the window and some from the hall where we came from. I pulled the curtains shut. I then kissed her again and she responded fully to my tongue movement inside her mouth. I felt a strange heat in my body, not sure if it was inside me or outside, She was holding me tightly and not letting me move. I could hold myself no longer and I moved my hands under her robe. I pushed it off in one go and she stepped back, surprised.

“Why did you do that?” she asked.

“Don’t worry, just relax.”

“Are you sure what you are doing?” she asked, “she’s upstairs.”

I said, “I’m sure.”

“Then I have a plan…”

“A plan?”

“A plan to draw her away from you.”

I looked at her, not understanding, there was a resolute sadness in her eyes.

“She wants to be with me,” Sophie continued, “but I want to be with you…”

“I don’t like the sound of this plan, Sophie.”

“…so I steal her, be with her, slowly let her sever her ties to you…” a single tear made its way down her cheek, “then at some point afterwards… find you… so we can be together?”

“That’s no short term plan.” I wiped away her tear.

“I know. I’m sure you can find solace in your young redhead… have your fun with her… but… wait for me?”

“Why would you do any of this? It’s not a very good plan.”

“It’s the best I can come up with. Do you want to be with me?”

We stood there in silence. I didn’t know what to say. Rachel wasn’t going to leave me. Sophie would commit such a selfless act… because she loved me?

“Do you want to be with me?” she asked again.

I said, “Yes,” which was the truth.

I then kissed her again and slowly brought my lips out of her mouth to her neck. She tightened her grip on my hair and then around my neck, as she pulled me closer to her. She raised her one leg onto my right thigh and around my back. Her other leg was a support on the floor.

“Do you love me? She asked, breathlessly.

“Yes,” I replied. I continued to kiss her leg, while her moaning slowly increased. I was getting excited by her response and her moaning. My kisses became wetter and harder as I slowly bit her on her neck. I felt her shiver as she dug her fingernails into my neck. She was getting more and more excited and so was I. I moved my kiss a little lower and could feel her heartbeat loud and clear. I moved my hands from her buttocks to her bra strap, which I very easily removed.

She gasped, “Are you sure?”

I nodded and gave her a reassuring look. 

“Are you?”

“I want you. Even if I have to wait.” She smiled and clung on to me again, while I removed her bra. She was confused and at the same time, shy. She hid her breasts with her arms and turned her back on me, against the wall. I held her from behind and kissed the nape of her neck.

She moaned again and this time, leaned onto my chest. Her arms moved away from her breasts. I slowly ran my finger from down her stomach up to her breasts. I ran my fingers over her nipples, while she had her hands on mine.

My tongue continued hunting from behind her neck to her ear lobe. I gently breathed into her ears and she gave a small laugh. I then continued to run my finger around her breasts and touched her nipples that were hard. Being almost dark, I could not see her breasts, but my imagination was running wild.

I then gently bit her ear lobe and she gave out a short scream. She turned around and clung on to me tightly, with both her arms around my neck. She began to pull me down onto the sofa. I laid her down gently and pulled down her skimpy panties. Through the stray beam of light in the room, I could see her body as she lay looking at me, shy, sad and yet, excited. 

I studied her curvaceous body, her long legs and her firm breasts and dark nipples. I tried to part her legs to have a look at the gorgeous sight that I had witnessed on my phone only half an hour earlier. She tightened her legs and did not allow them to part, while she giggled and pulled me closer to her. I kissed her in her mouth and we had a long and hot kiss, our saliva melting in each other’s mouths. I could feel her body heat as much as mine. She pulled out my sweat shirt in one go and again pulled me closer to her.

I lay down by her, resting on one arm, while my hand slowly circled her breasts and then moved in circles around her nipples. She kissed me hard and I kissed her back, biting her lower lips. She pulled back in pain, but smiled.

“I would wait for you,” she said, “wait for me?”

I caressed her face and then kissed her neck, as my hands continued to play around her breasts and her hard nipples. Her moaning increased and she gasped for a second. I was not sure why she did this, but my fingers continued to play around her breasts and lips around her neck. I bit her chin and then her neck, on the left side and then on the right side. She held me hard. I could feel her fingernails dig into my neck and then down to my back, as her hand went down to my male hardness. I moved my hands down to her thighs and slowly parted her legs. She resisted, but I was stronger and insistent, so came out a winner.

She finally allowed my fingers to touch her softness between her legs, while she held me tightly. I kissed her breasts and bit her nipples. She again gave out a short squeal and tightened her arms around my neck. My hands spread her legs wider and fingers gently played with her labia. I gently parted her soft vagina lips. She was wet and I could feel the slippery juice on my fingers. She moaned loudly as I began running my fingers up and down her vagina. She was all wet and she kissed me hard. I kissed her back. I then slowly inserted my left forefinger into her vagina mouth and she gave out a loud moan. She held me even more tightly and my finger found its way into her vagina. I rubbed her soft inside walls of her wet pussy, moving my finger deeper, seeking out her G spot. I then withdrew my finger in one go and she again let out a gasp. I then inserted my middle finger of my left hand. This time, I moved a little deeper and faster. I then began moving my finger in and out. Each time, my finger went in, I went a little deeper, until I could feel something hard at the end of her vagina. I circled my finger around it and she began moaning loudly, asking me to stop.

“I have a strange feeling… that this might be the last time… you make me cum…,” in a very soft husky voice, as she leaned her head back and I could feel a gush of liquid on my finger inside her vagina.

The hot liquid was streaming out as she bent her head further back and I began moving my finger harder into her.

She let out a loud sound, raised herself and clung on to me hard, her fingernails almost ripping my skin off my back, while she bit me on my neck first and then on my lower lip.

She quickly got up and moved over me. She pulled down my pants and my underwear.

My hard cock was in her hand and she exclaimed “This is so big and you are so talented with it. I wish I had met you first? How can such a big thing give so much pleasure to my tiny hole here?” she said, as she pointed to her vagina.

“When we met, we knew that something was different… something pulled us together. If we are meant to be then… we will be together. Somehow you fit me perfectly, Sophie.”

She was still catching her breath and so I pulled her down and made her lie on her back again. I kissed from her neck, down to her breasts and nipples and moved down to her legs. She spread her legs without thinking or resisting. I moved my lips down to her hairy vagina and bit her gently on her clitoris. She screamed loud and pulled my head away, while she laughed. She then pulled my head back to her vagina and this time, I parted her pussy lips with my mouth and touched her wet inside with my tongue.

I spread her legs wide and her labia separated allowing me to explore with my fingers. I then kissed her pussy and began moving my tongue up and down her slit. She pulled my head hard and closer while she shivered and she soon oozed out her wetness in preparation for our sex. She did respond to me so differently from the other women. Maybe she was meant for me and I was meant for her. I dipped my head to taste her vaginal juice. I then moved up and quickly kissed her in her mouth, while she held me tightly, with her fingers digging into my back.

She crossed her legs on my back and said “I want you to cum inside me. I want to be a vessel for your essence, I want to carry your seed. I want you to walk away, leaving Rachel with me, but knowing your sperm reside within me.”

“Are you safe?”

“No,” she replied curtly, “Does it matter?”

“Not this time. I’m living in the here and now… the present. Cum inside me.” I no longer felt bound by Rachel’s implicit instructions… and I had already nutted inside Jessica… If Sophie wanted a piece of me, the way I was feeling I was more than happy to give it to her.

Sophie smiled, and brushed some blonde stray hairs from her face. Her blue eyes sparkled as she relaxed back on the sofa in invitation. I positioned myself above her, letting my heavy balls rest on her pouting vagina and she groaned in anticipation. I was very excited with her moaning, shivering and her wet pussy. I had never expected such a response from her and slowly brought the tip of my swollen cock head to her vagina.

She gave out a shout, “Fuck me, Jeff… but be gentle this time.”

“I will make love to you, Sophie,” I said as my erection made contact with her puffy labia. Her blue eyes drilled into mine as I held myself above her on my arms as she spread her legs wide and held her vagina lips wide open with her fingers. I pushed the tip of my penis between her lips which gripped me beautiful as I slid a few centimeters inside. I pulled out and watched her, as we both breathed heavily, she was sweating and my sweat was dripping onto her body.

She looked at me longingly and said, “Give it to me.”

I looked back at her, equally frustrated and the heat inside me was pushing me to go with one thrust, but my heart did not want me to give her pain. I wanted to make love to this blonde woman who had somehow invaded my heart. I wanted to cum inside her. I wanted any all the consequences from this act of our love as my girlfriend slept soundly upstairs having been fucked sensless by the very same woman. 

I lay down on top of her. Our excitement was turning to desperation, as both of us stared at each other, my body molding into hers. I kissed her slowly and my fingers were again between her legs and into her vagina. In no time, while I kissed her neck and down to her breasts and nipples, my fingers went deeper into her and again found the hard spot inside her. she gasped and smiled as I worked it rapidly and in very little time my palm filled with hot liquid as she spasmed beneath me. My hardness probed between her thighs, seeking that hot wetness like a heat seeking missile. She began biting my shoulder and my neck, while her fingernails tore my skin at my back.

I gently put my penis back to her vagina mouth and pushed into her. Hovering over her I held her tightly in my arms, placing my hands around her back and neck, as she gripped me. I gently pushed my penis into her vagina, deeper and deeper, very slowly. Her breathing became heavier, as she tightened her legs around my back. Suddenly, the head of my penis was inside her and she squealed. I was afraid we might wake up Rachel.

She closed her eyes and said, “Push, I want you inside me, bareback. Ooooooh! Yes! It’s going inside. Yes!” and she kissed me hard on my mouth.

I could feel my hardness being engulfed by her surprisingly tight vagina. I felt like heaven. Her body really was designed to receive mine. I continued to slide inside slowly, teasing her and drawing out the exquisite feeling of penetration as my penis moved slowly into her receptive depths. Finally it stopped and she spread wider to allow me to come to rest balls deep inside her.

Once I was sure my penis was entirely inside her vagina, I sat up on my arms and looked at her. There was a triumphant feeling on her face and I must say, it was mutual. I slowly began moving my cock out and in, very slowly. She began moaning, as she closed her eyes and turned her face to the right.

I kissed her on her ear lobe and down on her neck, as she held me tight and said, “Harder.”

I began moving my cock faster and each time I felt I was deeper inside her. What a feeling! Sophie’s hot slippery depths welcomed my intrusion. I felt light, as though I was being lifted in the air and the heat inside me slowly began to raise up further. I began pounding into her, faster and faster, as her legs bounced on my back and her fingers dug deeply into my back. Her eyes opened and there was a smile on her lips as she slowly tilted her head back. 

What followed was the most intense scene of pornstar style fucking I had ever witnessed. I plowed into her, on her sofa, missionary, a sheen of sweat covering our bodies. She settled into our intercourse, bucking her hips up and down as I gripped her, my hands around her back, holding her shoulders. A few minutes later, and her eyes closed and her thrusts became more frantic. “I’m cumming! Make me cum. Yes baby! YES!” I felt her vagina flutter around my sensitive manhood, then began mewing like an animal and looking me in the eyes. “This is what I wanted. This is all I ever want… To see my gorgeous man fucking me. To feel a stud like you pleasure my pussy. To become another man’s hot little fuckslut…”

I had my cock in her cunt and a smile on my face. “Yes, Sophie. I have wanted this since the first moment I saw you.” I leaned down and kissed her, never missing a stroke. 

“Bend me over and fuck me, baby. I want to be on all fours for you.”

With that, I dismounted and Sophie got on her hands and knees facing away from me, holding onto the back of the sofa for support. I was behind her in a moment, pushing her legs open wider and sliding my cock into her. “Oh Sophie… fuck, you’re tight!”

Sophie looked over her shoulder at him, “Tighter than those two other little sluts?”

I held her hips and began to pound into her even harder. “Yes!” he exclaimed, the sounds of my flesh slapping hers wetly exploding across the room.

Sophie looked at me. “Fuck me hard now, don’t hold back…”

This was not something I was prepared for, but I decided to roll with it. “As much as you want, pretty lady. I don’t want this to be our last time.”

Sophie leaned back, our bodies spooning now, and she reached behind my head and ran her finger through his hair. “I am never giving you up. I am yours. Make yours. Claim me.”

To answer her, I sped up his rhythm, and Sophie went back down on all fours, crying out. “Hell yes! I want this to be the best sex of my life!” I sped up further, bucking my hips against her, and Sophie looked me in the eye and we both knew this was the moment.

“Ooooh, slow down stud,” Sophie said, and slowly lay forward, allowing my cock to slip out of her with a wet plop. “If you really want to give me your seed, I want it to be a true grand finale.” Sophie beckoned me over to her, and I stepped forward, leaning down as she put her hand around the back of my neck and pulled me close. “Jeff,” She whispered, “there’s no going back from this…”

I pulled back and looked her in the eye. She was grinning wickedly, and I knew what she wanted. “Say it,” I hissed back.

“I want you to cum inside me. Now.”

Sophie was on no birth control, and we both knew it. “You… know what that means?” I asked.

She nodded slowly, the lust glittering in her eyes. “Yes, I know,” Sophie said, now loud enough that he could hear. She sat up and reached behind her, taking my cock in her hands. “And I think at this point it is going to happen whether you want it to or not. I want your cum. My pussy, my womb, is thirsty for it.” She said, smiling at me. “And you can pump me full of it as much as you want, any time you want.”

I was possessed. A low guttural growl began to rise in my throat, and I grabbed Sophie by the wrist and spun her around flat on her back. Then he was on top of her. back on the oversized sofa, plunging my cock into her pussy to the hilt in a single thrust. “YES! FUCK ME! FUCK MY BRAINS OUT AND CUM INSIDE ME. I WANT YOUR BABY!” Sophie called out.

She wrapped her arms around me, and I settled in to ride her deep and hard, plunging my cock in and out like it was a jackhammer. Our bellies clapped, the sofa smashed against the wall, and I suddenly grabbed Sophie’s wrists above her head and pinned them to the arm of the sofa. “SAY IT! SAY WHERE YOU WANT IT! I WANT TO HEAR YOU SAY IT!”

Sophie’s gaze burned with lust. We weren’t making love. We weren’t even fucking. We were mating, breeding, like animals in the jungle. And I couldn’t help but feel elated, like I had found my reason to be as I watched her body jolt beneath me. Each thrust bouncing her mammaries to the hypnotic rhythm of our sex.

“FUCK ME AND CUM IN ME! SHOVE THAT BIG COCK IN DEEP WHERE IT BELONGS AND COME DEEP INSIDE MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!” And pinning Sophie to the sofa, that is just what I did. I knew we were reaching a point, a moment that we would want to remember forever. I lay down on her and kissed her neck and face, while my pounding into her was reaching its crescendo. Her wetness was so hot and so juicy that my cock was being pulled into her deeper and deeper.

We were one now, our bodies and mind and I guess the feeling was mutual, as her moaning and screaming became louder and she began kicking my back with her legs wrapped around me, while she said, “Yeesss! Harder. I am thereeee. Yeessss I’m cumming on your cock. Oooohhhhh!!”

She dug her teeth on my neck and I bit onto her neck as I could feel a gush inside me. I was pumping as hard as I could, I was close but overstimulated by the sheer sexual energy of the situation. I bit my lower lip and started power fucking Sophie like piece of meat. Her pussy accepted my vigorous thrusts as she cried and enjoyed the feel of my throbbing dick reaming her plump and sticky box. Her mouth fell open and she felt herself begin to climax and convulse.

My pee slit opened and I came into another unprotected vagina for the second time in a day. A long stringy strand of sperm erupted from the head and hit her cervix, bullseye. I moaned with pleasure as years of frustration was released from my penis and into the blonde. Another strand left my penis, blasting into her pussy, and even more sperm continued to flow from my contracted testicles.

I held her down, thrust my cock in deep, and I could almost imagine the balloon head of my prick swelling as it burst like an overripe fruit inside my blonde lovers pussy. “UUUUUUUGH! UUUUUUUUUUUUUGH! UUUUUUUUUUUGH!” I cried.

As this happened, Sophie came with me, locking her legs around me and arching her back. “YEEEEEEEEESS! IT’S YOURS! THAT PUSSY IS YOURS! MAKE IT SWIM IN YOUR CUUUUUUUUM!”

Thrust. Thrust. And then I collapsed on my illicit lover, and she held me close as their breathing slowed and calmed. My virile, thick semen flooded Sophie’s fertile womb. Millions of his sperm swimming in deep and searching… searching… searching…

I had came inside her, explosively and absolutely, flooding her tight canal with the pent up sexal tension that had been building over the last hour. We pulsated against each other, and Sophie took me down to the last drop, her own body cumming freely now as we shared this final, satisfied sin.

Spent, she collapsed onto the sofa. Her breasts were still heaving, but the smile she gave me was the best I’d ever seen any woman wear. Her blonde hair was in a disarray, spreading out into locks underneath her. She blinked at me lazily. We lay next to each other, hands intertwined. My penis, sticky with semen, had begun to subside. But as I caught a glimpse of her gently moving breasts, it stiffened to attention almost immediately. She grinned mischievously as I cuddled in behind her.

After a little rest I spooned into her, sliding easily into another bout of love making that was less intense, but more relaxed and free, than before. I started with my fingers, rubbing and teasing her gently. My left hand could do little where it was, except gently squeeze and kneed her breast. I did get her nipple between the lengths of my index and middle finger, though, and gently began pinching it between them. My right teased the folds of her sex and her little button.

I flexed my hips so that my cock slid in and out of her fractionally. She was so tight, but also wetter and more slippery than usual. Maybe she had or was having some sexy dreams, too. Well, if not now, she never would. It didn’t take long before I felt her respond. Tiny movements in her hips pushed her back onto my cock and forward onto my fingers. A tiny whispery moan escaped her lips, but I’m pretty sure she was still asleep or mostly so.

I rubbed her hardening clit with my middle finger, sliding the index and fourth along her labia on either side of my slowly, shallowly pumping prick. Minutes drifted by and I reveled in the slippery tight feel of her around me, the little motions so clearly responding to my touches. Sophie’s movements and sounds both increased, so I upped my pace as well. Then, I felt her startle beneath me, and gasp. Her eyes opened wide.

That was my cue. I let my right hand go wild, stroking and circling and vibrating her clit with abandon. I groped her breast with my left, squeezing her nipple between my fingers. I drew my cock over half-way out of her and pressed it back home, pushing her down into my hands and the pillows, simultaneously lowering my mouth to her ear to start whispering to her, telling her to cum for me.

And she did. She stiffened and shrieked as if stung. Then she shuddered, jerked, and grunted as the spasms wracked her. Her pussy squeezed me like a fist. God, how I love that feeling. Her eyes stayed open but unseeing through it all. I kept moving my fingers and hips slowly to keep her afloat, whispering to her, asking if it felt nice, telling her what a good girl she was, and that I had more for her.

She was shaking from her cum when I started in earnest. I didn’t want her to come down completely just yet. I moved my right hand from her pussy to the sofa to help support me while I withdrew my cock most of the way, and spread my knees apart further, opening her legs more. Sophie’s half moaning/half cooing voice rose as if in question, only to end in a sharp grunt as I thrust into her.

I fell silent. For the next minute or so I fucked her, plain and simple. I was fast and unsubtle, humping into my lover’s sweet pussy as it still clenched and relaxed from her recent climax. Sophie’s voice rose again, ululating as I pistoned in and out of her. She was confused, still part asleep, partly orgasmic, and I didn’t let her get oriented. Her fine, round ass giggled as I slapped into it repeatedly.

It felt fantastic. I wanted her so badly and she was mine. Knowing that I had given/was giving pleasure to her was just an incidental feel-good buzz to the pleasure I was taking from her… in her, now. I wanted more, and I took it. I pushed hard off the sofa with my hands, reared back and grabbed her hips. Keeping the momentum, I pulled her backward and up, never letting my cock slide more than part way out before slamming back in. I ended up kneeling between her widely splayed legs still buried to the hilt, with her upturned ass pulled against my abdomen and her chest and head still lying on the sofa, a dazed expression on her face.

Now, I pulled back with my hips and forward with my hands, then reversed, ramming into her almost savagely. The slap of her ass and thighs on my skin was impressively loud. The sensation was so good that I grunted low at the same time she squealed. Here we were in heaven now. I repeated, pulling us apart and slamming us together, hearing the same sounds and loving them. I’m no macho man, but right then I felt a more intense, self-aware rush of utter maleness than I recall ever feeling before. I was fucking my woman, the best lay on the planet, and no one on earth had anything to say about it.

I made love to Sophie, exactly what she wanted and needed. Only rarely had I just made love… Like this. No, never quite like this before. At one point, I didn’t think I could or would have stopped for anything. The scents of our arousal, the sound of our slurping, smacking skin and our mingled animal voices (I never make noise during lovemaking) mesmerised me. My own roughness surprised and thrilled me – I shoved her on and off my cock as much as I drove my own body into hers. The feeling of her sliding up and down my shaft was incredible. Her sheath squeezed almost like it was trying to make me cum more quickly to spare a prolonged assault. It just made me want to drive further and harder.

My orgasm started the base of my spine, rising through my body, and finally rocketing to my brain and penis at the same time. I had the presence of mind to slam her back into me and grind forward into her one last time before my muscles locked up. I remember a slight bump of contact; my cockhead at the end of her passage, then everything went white. I can’t remember any details, only impressions. There was sound – from both of us, I think. Repeating pressure and release. Consuming pleasure. Emptying. Love. Possession. Satisfaction. Power. Maybe even God.

Then, like coming down from an hour-long headrush I was back in myself. I opened my eyes (I hadn’t realised they were closed). Sophie looked back at me from the sofa, breathing heavily. Her blue eyes were now clear and intense. With some effort, I released my grip from her elegantly curved hips. How I loved those hips. Now they had red marks where I’d held her. I sank back on my haunches, my finally dwindling prick sliding out of her red, swollen pussy, followed by copious amounts of our combined cum.

I exhaled, and sank sideways, trying not to land on Sophie’s right leg as I half-fell into place. I thought about reaching for a towel or something, but just couldn’t right now. Sophie rolled onto her left side and faced me. I suppose I looked about as roughed-up as she.

“Sophie..”

“Shh.”

“Sophie, I…”

“Shhh, Jeff. I know,” she put her index finger to my lips. Her finger smelled like sex. Everything now smelled like sex. It was fantastic.

“What day is today?”

“Saturday,”

“Thank God.”

Sophie threw her right leg over my left and snuggled in close, her head under my chin. I heard her breathing slow and deepen, and I pulled away from her slightly, while the juice from inside spread over her vagina and stomach.

She just pulled me hard and held on to me and sad – “I love you! Sweet-heart. Don’t let me go. Hold onto me. Oh darling! This is heaven! Oh my! Oh my! Ooooohhh! It feels so nice inside me and outside me! This is so nice! Please hold me tight, sweetheart. Kiss me! Bite me! Kiss me!”

I responded back to her requests by biting her face and then her lower lips and her upper lips and then her neck and then lifted her and embraced her hard, as we slowly melted into each other.

We sat like that for some time and then slowly kissed each other before returning to our reality.

“Thank you…” Sophie whispered.

“I think it’s me who should be thanking you,” I replied. 

“Let’s all have one more night together… before… it all changes?”

“Sophie! Rachel is still upstairs!”

“I know,” she replied quickly to reassure me, “just take me out… take us out… spoil us a little… I will make sure you are well rewarded?” She asked through batted eyelashes. How could I resist? 

We clumsily got ourselves dressed and Sophie retreated back to her bedroom and Rachel who hadn’t even moved on the bed. She gently climbed under the covers and I headed to the front door… apart from the familiar smell of sex… it was as if I had never come.

I rang the doorbell and waited for one of the two women to crawl back out of bed. It was Sophie who answered her own door a few minutes later, we greeted each other as if we had just met and I was brought inside just as Rachel stumbled into the kitchen. She seemed to perk up when she saw me and I went to work, preparing some hot drinks then a little something for the girls to eat while they smooched on the sofa.

Bringing their beverages I sat across the room smiling, trying to engage with my girlfriend but Rachel was unwilling to talk. She seemed to only have eyes for Sophie as slowly her body came back online. I fetched their food and returned to hear Rachel discussing how two women kissing had always excited her. She either couldn’t explain why or wasn’t willing. I remembered back to that first time… that first conversation with her. That time, during foreplay, I tried describing what it might be like to have another woman there. Rachel was embarrassed and tried to pretend she didn’t want me talking that way. But from the way her pussy got wet, I wasn’t fooled. With a little experimentation, we found that it was more the girl-girl aspect than the threesome aspect that excited her. I wasn’t sure exactly what that aspect meant, but for me at the time, it meant getting an exceptionally good fuck.

After that, it entered part of their sexual repertoire, used somewhat infrequently but enough that it wasn’t usual. Every time had the same result. Rachel became very excited and was much more physical in making love. Like many men, I found the thought of being with two women exciting, but I liked it mostly because of how Rachel became and how good the sex was. When I tried to ask Rachel about it, she was very reluctant and if I pressed, would get pissed off. Since that resulted in no sex and often an argument, I quickly learned not to bring up the issue. We argued enough as it was about other things.

Rachel hated being a nag. She tried her best not to do it and to avoid arguments. But her unhappiness with her job and just life in general, expressed itself too often in nagging and snapping at me. That in turn tended to degenerate into an argument as I would snap back.

But tonight was going to be different. I knew how much she used to like to dance when she was in college. She went out often with her friends to some of the clubs around town. We would even go dancing on a group date with other couples we knew. Since getting into a relationship, it had only been a rare treat. And afterwards, she fully expected to make love to me. Sophie wanted us all to do something together, and I had just the right idea.

“Let’s go dancing?” I offered to the girls. Sophie beamed and Rachel’s face changed as she thought about sex and dancing. She flashed on memories of dancing when we were dating…An image of scantily clad women dancing went through both our minds. I could see my seed take hold and could sensel a little excitement build within her. She shivered slightly and shook her head to try and erase the image.

“We will need some time to get ready,” Sophie.

“I’ll make some reservations,” I replied, knowing the girls would not be swift in their prettification ceremonies.  

“Thank you, Jeff,” Rachel kissed me on the cheek, “This is a really good idea.”

“Don’t be too long,” I smiled back at her, “We are going to have to leave soon if we are going to get into the city in order to make our reservations.” They didn’t have much time to get ready. She dropped everything and headed back into Sophie’s bedroom with the buxom blonde. I followed them.

Opening up her closet, Sophie looked looked for something that would work. It had been a while since she had bought anything in Rachel’s size. Maybe it was the memory of being back in college, but Rachel noticed an old outfit from back in those days. It was a white top with a very short black skirt. She had some white stockings to go with it, and a pair of black pumps with three inch heels. Trying it on, she was pleased to find that it fit extremely well. The top was a cropped button up blouse that she left the top four buttons undone and Sophie looked very impressed.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was once again the picture of a young college student except for no longer having the little bit of baby fat she had her first couple of years. Her legs were quite long and slender. Although she didn’t often wear high heels, she still could walk very sexily in them without any conscious thought. Her body just flowed. Her breasts were supported by her little demi bra and exposed by the blouse. She wasn’t overly generous, but she wasn’t small breasted either. Her slender neck seemed longer for all the skin that was being shown.

Rachel thought for a few moments about how to wear her hair. She had been thinking about something a little sophisticated but that didn’t seem to work with the outfit. Finally she pulled her hair back into a ponytail with her hand. It made her look even slightly younger. She loved the look. She loved feeling like she was still young and free.

When she came out of the bedroom, Rachel found me watching from the door. She twirled around in front of me, showing off her outfit. My jaw dropped.

“Honey, you look unbelievable. I mean it, but are you serious about going out looking like that?” I looked at her with a look she couldn’t quite identify.

“What’s wrong with it? I look good in it!” Rachel was stunned and hurt.

“I said that, didn’t I? But you can’t go to a nice restaurant dressed like that? I mean, we aren’t just going to a burger joint. This is a good place,” I replied.

Suddenly Rachel recognised my look and my tone. “What is the point of going out dancing, if I can’t dress for it?”

“My god, Rachel. Do I have to explain it to you? If you go to the restaurant like that, they are going to think that I’m with a prostitute!”

“Oh, thank you very much. Now I look like a prostitute!” She spun around to head back to the bedroom and a disapproving looking Sophie. She slammed the door in my face. I at least had the good sense not to follow her in immediately. I gave her a few minutes to calm down, as well as do the same thing himself.

When Sophie let me back into the room, I started with an apology. “I’m sorry Rachel, that didn’t come out right. I told you I think you look fantastic, and very sexy. It just seems like too much for where we were planning on eating.” I paused to look over at her. She hadn’t burst into tears, like I had worried. Instead she was watching me with a hard look in her eyes. “Honey, we don’t have to eat there if you don’t want to. We can just grab a burger or something on the way to the club.”

I paused and waited for her to respond. The silence dragged out a while but he kept quiet to wait for her. When she spoke, her look didn’t warm up much. “Fine. We can do that. You are probably right. I just wish you hadn’t gotten all irritated. Sophie made me look so beautiful.”

I got up and hugged her, slowly her arms came up around me and she returned the hug. “I wish I hadn’t either. You’re looking forward to the club and I was looking forward to the dinner, but it’s okay. There will be other times.”

Rachel nodded. “Thank you, Jeff. I know you were but it’s been so long since we were out dancing.” She kissed me on the cheek and then moved away to finish getting things ready to go out with a happier looking Sophie.

Sighing, I watched them walk away. At least, I consoled myself; I will get to watch those sweet asses all evening! With a growing smile on my face, I went to get my coat.

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When we got to the club, Rachel was happy to see that there wasn’t a line yet. She didn’t want to waste any time outside. As we were checked by the bouncer, she smiled when he spent extra time checking her driver’s license to make sure it was genuine.

Although there hadn’t been any line, it was already fairly crowded inside the club. We were able to find a table just off the dance floor and ordered drinks. I had scotch, Sophie selected a beer and Rachel ordered a lemondrop. As soon as the drinks came and we had taken a couple of sips, Rachel dragged me out onto the dance floor. The music was very fast paced and seemed to just keep going on. It wasn’t anything that either one of us had heard before, but it was very danceable. Rachel was able to keep me on the floor for two more before I was sweating and I wanted to take a break. Sighing a little, she followed me back to Sophie and our table.

It was too loud to talk very much. Sophie nodded and smiled at me, knowingly. Then we settled into our seats to people watch. Rachel made one more attempt to try and get me to dance, to no avail. She sat there feeling the irritation building inside her. I am sure it seemed so unfair that she finally was out and wasn’t being allowed to dance. I was just too old and too tired.

Rachel was looking out on the dance floor when Sophie brought her hand down and grasped hers. Rachel shivered. For a few moments, no one noticed them. Rachel was holding hands with another woman, in public, while I watched Sophie go to work on her plan. Rachel was frozen there, watching. Sophie’s eyes were closed with ecstasy remembering their time together earlier in the evening. Rachel’s own pussy throbbed and she could feel it starting to moisten. Then Sophie’s eyes opened and saw her. Rachel was still frozen, watching her hand. Her eyes were on Rachel. Then one hand untangled and beckoned Rachel to come closer while she mouthed the words, “Kiss me.”

That woke Rachel out of her daze. Sophie looked stunning, everyone had to do a double take when they passed by our table, she was very beautiful and ninety-nine percent of the population of that room wanted to be with her. She was older that

Rachel by almost ten years but those years had deepened her beauty and been augmented by an intense sensuality. She was slightly taller than Rachel and slightly heavier. Rachel’s body was a little less curvy and not full breasted. Sophie’s boobs were perfect orbs that swayed under the thin minidress that she was wearing. Her blonde hair was very long, hanging down to her back and her blue eyes sparkled in the dance floor lighting. There was almost an elfin quality to her face.

“Watch me dance…” Sophie said and rose up from our table. She danced and gyrated onto the floor in front of us, touching the other dancers as she brushed past them, bringing her body close and then dancing away. She repeated the same thing with another woman. As we watched, we realised that Sophie was enjoying flirting with several women around her and the men were simply ignored. She didn’t really seem to be dancing with anyone in particular, at least no one woman got more of her attention. And while she was brushing up against them, she wasn’t going any further.

For most of the song, Sophie’s attention remained on the dance floor. Towards the very end, however, she glanced in the direction of Rachel. Realising that she was staring, Rachel tried to quickly look away. It was clear however that Sophie had seen her staring. Her whole demeanor changed. The women around her were forgotten. The remainder of the dance appeared to be for Rachel’s benefit.

Most of the time, Sophie was facing towards Rachel. She swiveled her hips around and around, then rocked them forward and back towards my mesmerised girlfriend. Sophie’s hands slid down her legs and then as she slid them back up, her minidress was pulled up until it was almost at waist level. When she turned around in a slow circle, Rachel’s attention was caught by her peachy ass as it shifted back and forth to the music. She kept trying to not watch, but the sight kept pulling her back.

Finally the song came to an end. Her eyes on Rachel, Sophie pushed her way through the crowd and walked over. I could see Rachel in a momentary sense of panic. What was Sophie going to do? What would she say? Rachel didn’t want her to do something publicly but at the same time, there was a side of her that was excited by Sophie’s approach.

“That was for you,” Sophie spoke as she reached the table. She leaned over to hug Rachel and at the same time gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. The hug lingered just a moment longer than one might have expected, and then she released Rachel. “Thank you for bringing us here,” she said, speaking to me. The look in her eye told me she was plotting something.

“You had everyone’s attention out there, Sophie. You could be with any one of them,” Rachel wanted to keep control of the conversation and keep it on safe grounds. I could see how close to being out of control she was. All the old thoughts of them together were flooding back into my mind, and I was very aware of Sophie’s proximity and the envious glances shot in our direction.

“But all I wanted was for you to join me.” Sophie kept her focus on Rachel. “The men out there are all the same, looking for one thing, but I missed dancing with the girls. You know what I mean, don’t you Rachel.” Sophie had a coy little smile on her lips. “There are some people who you want to stay close to for the rest of your life.”

Hardly trusting her voice at that moment, Rachel only nodded. Sophie’s smile grew a little more and she reached out and squeezed Rachel’s hand lightly, and then left her hand over Rachel’s for a few moments before withdrawing it. Sophie started talking about mutual interests which slowly drew Rachel out. They were soon gossiping about things beyond my comprehension.

It was a tight squeeze as it wasn’t a large table. Sophie and Rachel’s bodies were pressed against each other. Rachel looked nervous again, feeling Sophie’s body next to hers. But there was something that she liked about it; something that excited her, I could see it in her eyes. Her nipples hardened just a little and I could feel my penis harden slightly. Sophie turned Rachel on.

Any hope that Sophie was unaware of the situation vanished when she lay a hand on Rachel’s thigh. Rachel hid her surprise by turning what was supposed to be a small sip into a big gulp of her lemondrop. Rachel was aware that her body was trembling. Sophie just kept up the conversation telling a story about a recent party at a lingerie event. Sophie’s hand just rested on Rachel’s skin. Even though she wasn’t doing anything, Sophie’s touch was enough to increase Rachel’s excitement. Sophie however carefully drew her back into the conversation.

Needing a little something to steady her, Rachel sucked down the rest of her drink. It had been a while since the waitress had made it to their table so I offered to go up to the bar and get the three of them new drinks. Rachel didn’t want me to go and leave her alone with Sophie but didn’t know how to tell me. As Rachel watched me go, Sophie noted a slight dazed look in her eyes. She looked at me, and later told me just how she seduced my girlfriend…

It was obvious the two women were… together. Rachel turned to Sophie in order to tell her to remove her hand. Before she could utter a word, Sophie started to talk.

“I see you haven’t forgotten what we mean to each other, what we were doing… together” she said with a smug tone. Sophie cocked her head slightly as she read Rachel’s face. “In fact, you can’t get it out of your mind, can you?” For the first time, her fingers started to move, going in circles on the top of Rachel’s bare thigh. Rachel’s eyes widened. Sophie smiled slightly at the look of almost panic. “You were going to ask me to take my hand off your nice sexy thighs, but now…” Sophie trailed off for a moment. Her hand moved slightly towards the inside of Rachel’s thigh. “Now, you want it to stay, don’t you?” She leaned close to Rachel’s ear. “Stay or go, Rachel?”

Rachel remained silent. Her lips were quivering just a little. She could feel her excitement growing. Sophie was touching all the buttons right.

After waiting for a few moments, Sophie said again, “Stay or go?” When she said the word go, she lifted her hand from Rachel’s leg. Rachel let out a little involuntary groan. The hand came back stroking and Sophie asked “Which is it, Rachel?” The hand went away again.

Rachel bit her lip. She wanted the feelings to stay. Finally she whispered, “Stay.”

“Stay what?” Sophie asked as the hand remained annoyingly off Rachel’s leg.

“Stay, please!”

Rachel was rewarded with the return of Sophie’s hand. Now it was stroking in bigger circles, going down inside her thigh as far as Sophie’s fingers could touch without Rachel parting her legs. Sophie made no effort to try and force Rachel’s legs apart. The tips of her fingers would just run along the seam between the two legs.

“Do you imagine that night, Rachel? Do you imagine laying back, having me eating your pussy or Jeff? He is very good at it. His tongue was nice and long. And he has a way of flicking it up.” Her fingers stroked Rachel’s thigh upwards. “And down.” They flicked back down along the soft skin. “Your boyfriend makes me cum so nice.”

As Rachel listened, her legs started to part slightly to allow Sophie more access. Sophie took whatever space Rachel gave her, extending the strokes.

“Or did you wish it was you, kneeling down. Did you want it to be your face in my pussy, getting it all covered with my juices?” Sophie chuckled. “Oh, I would have liked that. I always hoped we might do it again tonight. It would be so much fun.”

As her fingers stroked back and forth, Rachel kept opening her legs a bit more. Her eyes were closed as she focused on the touch and the sound of Sophie’s voice.

“But you were scared, weren’t you Rachel,” Sophie continued. “Scared of what you wanted. Scared that you wanted to be touched by a lesbian. And scared that you wanted to touch a lesbian. Well Rachel now that you are being touched by a lesbian, do you like it?” Sophie’s fingers kept moving around, but they had slowly migrated upwards to be quite close to Rachel’s pussy. “Do you like it, Rachel?” Sophie asked again.

Her fingers started to retreat away from the spot of increasing pleasure to Rachel. She knew what Sophie wanted. She needed to confess her desire to keep the blonde  going. She nodded, hoping that would satisfy Sophie.

“Not good enough, Rachel,” Sophie said and her hand retreated a little farther. “You need to tell me these things. I want everything to be clear.”

Flicking her tongue along her lips, Rachel struggled to get the words out. “Yes Sophie, I like you touching me.”

“Oh I am so glad to hear that, Rachel. If you want more, why don’t you open your legs wide so I can touch that little pussy of yours?” Sophie waited to see her reaction.

This time there was very little hesitation. Rachel spread her legs wide enough that Sophie would be able to touch her however she wanted.

Sophie moved her hand to take advantage immediately. She placed her hand over Rachel’s pussy but applied very little pressure. She was rewarded by Rachel pressing her hips forward to increase the pressure. Sophie’s smile grew triumphant. She had Rachel.

Leaning forward again, Sophie spoke so that no one else could hear. Her voice was very certain. “I’m going to fuck you tonight, Rachel. I’m going to fuck you right here in the club. I’m going to make you cum like you have never cum before. And I am going to do it more than one time. But first I am going to tease you. I am going to make you beg me to do it.”

Rachel was stunned by Sophie’s words. They scared her to death. At the same time, they excited her beyond belief. Her hips were now pressing rhythmically against Sophie’s fingers and that caused them to move faster.

“But what about Jeff? I can’t with him here. What will I say?” She stammered out her questions, not even realizing that she wasn’t protesting the act but rather how she would get away with it.

Sophie looked at her. She saw how beautiful Rachel was. Her beauty was made all the more desirable by her own excitement. She wanted her, and what was more, she knew Rachel wanted this.

“Follow my lead, Rachel, and maybe he won’t know. But honestly, I don’t really care. I know what you want. You want to be treated like a slutty little dyke. You are already thinking about what I mean by fucking you, imagining all different possibilities. I can tell because of the way that you are thrusting against my hand.” Sophie’s fingers pressed in hard against Rachel, causing her to groan. “In the end, you are going to be asking, begging me to fuck you. You know that is the truth. Either that, or it will be the biggest regret of your life.”

She looked up and could see that I was making my way back. She only had another thirty seconds of privacy. “It’s your choice. I can still find someone else to play with tonight. When Jeff gets back, I am going to the bathroom. You can either come with me, or not. If not, I won’t be back.”

She moved her hand back onto the top of Rachel’s thigh just before I got there and sat back as if they had just been chatting.

“You girls having fun?” he asked as he sat down.

Sophie smiled. “Oh yes. We have just been talking about old experiences and how fun it would be to relive some of them. Right, Rachel?”

Rachel put down the drink she had been sipping. “Yes, you’re right Sophie.”

I started to complain about the line at the bar, and how pushy people had been. Rachel listened to me and found that her irritation with me grew. At a moment when she could have used me paying attention to her, I totally missed the moment.

Sophie stood up; her hand sliding off Rachel’s leg. “I need to go to the loo.”

Looking at her for a moment, Rachel made her decision. “I think I will go too.” She tried not to look over at me.

“Okay,” I said. “I’ll stay here and watch the coats.”

Loud enough for me to hear, Sophie said to Rachel, “I hope that the lines aren’t too long. I have had to wait forever a few times.”

As soon as they were hidden from view of me, Sophie took Rachel’s hand in hers. She could feel Rachel’s fingers tighten, trying to draw strength from her. Walking down the hallway to the bathroom, Sophie kept on going past the bathroom and took a corner to a little covey that led to a storage closet. She smiled when she noticed it was unoccupied.

Turning, she pulled Rachel into her arms. Reaching up one hand behind her head, Sophie kissed her. It was a hard kiss, full of passion. Rachel moaned into the kiss and did not resist at all. When Sophie’s tongue touched her lips, she immediately parted her mouth to give her access. Rachel’s own hands wrapped around Sophie and pulled her body against the other woman. She felt Sophie’s hand on her ass caressing it. She groaned again into the kiss.

There was a little part of her brain that stood apart, watching as if from outside. She couldn’t believe how brazenly she was behaving. She was acting like a true slut, making out with someone that in all honestly she hardly knew. But even this outside observer was excited by what she saw. She was watching a fantasy come to life. Even the thought that someone might come around the corner and see her behaving like this turned her on.

She was so horny by this point that Rachel was trying to shift her body so that she could rub herself against Sophie’s leg. She wanted to feel pressure again on her pussy. She had just gotten into position when Sophie pulled back from the kiss.

“Not yet my little Princess. There will need to be true begging before you get to cum tonight. It is my turn to be dominant. Do you understand, Rachel?”

Breathing hard and flushed, Rachel nodded. As much as she wanted to get relief, Sophie’s being in charge was part of the excitement. Sophie’s commanding manner let her give over control of the situation so that she no longer had to make the choices. Sophie would let her be the slut that Rachel wanted to be.

“Let’s go to the restroom now. I want to go,” Sophie said. She kissed Rachel one more time. This time, the kiss was a little less forceful and a little slower. It didn’t raise the level of passion but kept it where it was.

When they got into the bathroom, they were pleased to find that there were only two women waiting ahead of them. Sophie gauged where each of the stalls were and let one woman go ahead of them so that the handicap stall was free. She pulled Rachel in with her.

Rachel was turning red from embarrassment. It was a combination of being in the stall together and that there were other women there who knew about it. Sophie smiled at Rachel’s predicament. Then she stood in front of Rachel and lifted her minidress above her waist.

“Take them off for me,” she whispered so that only Rachel could hear.

Shuffling forward, Rachel obeyed. As she came close she could tell that just like her, Sophie’s panties were wet. It made her feel a little better that she was exciting Sophie. Using her hand on Rachel’s shoulder to steady herself, Sophie lifted one foot then the other out of the panties. Standing in front of her, Sophie showed off her pussy.

Since she was young, Rachel hadn’t felt the need to have a bare pussy, but her time with Jessica and Sophie had changed that. Sophie’s pussy was completely shaven. Her labia were prominent, spaying wide. Rachel could see her clit protruding out, like a tiny little cock. And the wetness glistened. She couldn’t help herself from licking her lips.

Sophie smiled an evil looking smile but didn’t try to get Rachel to do anything else. She sat down and relieved her bladder. As the sound of the urine stream went on, Rachel’s face grew redder and redder. Sophie wiped herself and then stood up, letting her minidress fall down over her hips.

“Now yours,” she softly said. Rachel knew what she meant. With a combination of embarrassment and excitement, she pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. When Sophie held out her hand, she gave them to her. Sophie brought them up to her nose and sniffed in the aroma of what was by now almost soaked.

“Mmmm, they smell so good. I am looking forward to tasting you again.” Rachel was still very self-conscious and Sophie was making things worse. She sat down on the toilet, but nothing happened. Finally closing her eyes, she was able to relax enough to go. When she opened her eyes, she glimpsed Sophie finishing pulling up the panties that she had given Sophie.

“What are you doing? I need my panties, Sophie!” she cried out.

Laughing, Sophie replied, “You can wear mine, Rachel. We’re just swapping for a while.” She placed her hand against the wet fabric and pressed it against her pussy. “I can feel your wetness against me, Rachel. It reminds me of how turned on you are. Here you go.” She held out her own panties for Rachel.

Rachel stood up and took them from her. She stood there holding them. “But, they are different colors. Yours are white and mine are black. What if Jeff notices the difference?”

Sophie moved close to Rachel and kissed her hard. “I told you, Rachel, I don’t really care. I want you and I mean to have you. I plan on fucking you hard, my little slutty Rachel. But …. if you want to walk away, all you have to do is take them off me and I’ll go find another playmate tonight. And you won’t get a night that will fulfill all your fantasies.” She made a scoffing noise. “Besides, do you really think Jeff pays that much attention to you? Even if he did think something and mentioned it, just look at me like he is an idiot and tell him that he obviously doesn’t notice you because these are the ones you have been wearing all night.”

Grabbing Rachel’s hand, Sophie placed them under her skirt right on the top of the panties. “Your choice, Rachel. Go ahead and take them off.”

Just touching Sophie was driving all other thoughts out of Rachel’s head. I wouldn’t notice. Sophie was right. And she could deal with it. She couldn’t walk away now, not as exciting as this was.

Her voice was quiet and meek as she dropped her hands. “No, Sophie.”

“Good. That’s my good little Princess.”

Every time that Sophie called her a Princess, especially her little Princess, Rachel felt a jolt race through her body. She couldn’t tell which was more exciting; letting go and acting so submissively or the feeling of being desired that the word “my” conveyed. She pulled on Sophie’s panties. They felt slightly tighter than hers, a welcoming presence of this exciting woman.

“Let’s get back to the table. By now he’ll be wondering where we are,” Sophie said and opened the door to the stall, clearly in charge now. Rachel just nodded and followed her. They washed up. Rachel had to repair some of her makeup, cleaning off some lipstick that had smeared and touching her lips up. Sophie didn’t bother, instead watching Rachel. Feeling her eyes watching, Rachel paid special attention to making herself look good. She liked the feeling of being desired and appreciated.

Done, she turned to Sophie. Her voice was meek again as she spoke. “Do I look good, Sophie?”

There was something about the way Rachel said her name that Sophie liked. There was an emphasis, an accent to it that gave it meaning beyond just her name. She thought, “Oh, this is going to be so much fun!” Out loud she said, “Rachel, you look good enough to eat!” She laughed a throaty laugh as Rachel blushed yet again.

As they left the restroom, Sophie took Rachel’s hand. It made Rachel a little nervous but excited her at the same time. How would it look to me if she came back holding hands with another woman? What would other people think about her? At the same time, there was a feeling of the forbidden to it. And in some little way, she was showing off this slutty side of herself even though others might not see it.

She shouldn’t have really worried. By the time they got back to the table, they had to push their way through the crowd. To me, all that it looked like was that Sophie was leading the way and holding on to Rachel’s hand to help her get there.

“It must have been crowded! You girls have been gone for a while.” I perfunctorily kissed Rachel as she sat down. “The place is really jumping now!”

Sophie slid her hand down inside Rachel’s thigh as she sat down. She noted that Rachel completely accepted it now and gave no sign of being startled. Instead, she spread her legs wide enough that Sophie’s hand could caress the inside of it. Although she was not quite bold enough to let her have access to her pussy again.

They sipped their drinks for a short time while they watched the dancers. Both women were starting to move to the music. Rachel felt more connected to Sophie now. There was a rhythm that was running through both of them that was synchronized. She closed her eyes and swayed back and forth. To me it seemed like it was to the music. To Rachel it was to that connection.

“Feel like dancing,” Sophie asked. “Either of you? Both of you?” She leaned forward over the table in the direction of me. As she did so, she took the opportunity to slide her hand all the way up Rachel’s leg. She softly stroked up and down. The side of her hand pressed against Rachel’s mound. my attention was on Sophie and almost completely missed the fluttering of Rachel’s eyelids and the biting of her lower lip.

“Sounds great,” I said. Although objectively Sophie was as good looking as Rachel, I was so used to Rachel that Sophie seemed much more attractive and I was excited about dancing with the two women.

As Sophie slid her hand back down, Rachel was able to regain a small measure of control. “Mmhmm,” she murmured in agreement.

They got up together and made their way onto the floor. Finding a clear spot, they started dancing. The music was loud and fast. The two women were dancing side by side, facing me. Even though she was looking towards me, Rachel was really just aware of Sophie. She could feel her body brush against her as she moved to the music. She could tell that it wasn’t just random. Sophie wanted to keep her excited as much as she wanted to stay that way. Their bodies were soon completely in sync. When Sophie turned, she turned with her. At one point, they both turned sideways from me. With their bodies close together, they started an undulating motion that made it almost look like Sophie was humping her ass. Most of the time, they were almost touching. Every once in a while, they “mistimed” it and Sophie pressed her hips right into Rachel.

One song ran into another. The two women adjusted to the new beat without a pause. The dance floor grew even more crowded and they were pushed together and further away from their table. Using the closeness as an excuse, Sophie slipped her arm around Rachel’s waist. Their sides were now constantly touching. When one crouched down, the other came with her. They were dancing faster too.

By the time the fourth dance was over, I was sweating and completely out of breath. Catching their attention, I asked the women if they wanted to take a break. Rachel let Sophie answer for her.

“I think we will stay and keep dancing,” Sophie said. If the music hadn’t been so loud, I might have recognized the smug tone in her voice. Even before I turned away, they were already facing each other, continuing to dance. Sophie kept an eye in my direction and nodded. I nodded back… this was her plan. When I had returned to the table, she placed her hands on Rachel’s hips and pulled her in a little closer.

They continued to dance this way. Sophie holding her; Rachel enjoying her touch. She followed Sophie’s lead, letting her control things. She stopped thinking about anything except for Sophie and how her touch made her feel. She moved in time with Sophie. Her eyes stayed on Sophie’s, finding a sense of pleasure she couldn’t remember feeling before.

For the first dance, no one watching them would have noticed anything unusual. It was very common for women to be dancing together. Sophie didn’t do anything more than just hold Rachel’s hips as they danced.

The next dance was a little different. This time Sophie was dancing for Rachel’s benefit. There was a rawer sense of sexuality that she put off. Most people were focused on who they were with or what they were doing. But there were a few who noticed. This time they were apart but Sophie was doing her best to excite Rachel with her dance. Both of them were twirling, always coming back to look at each other.

As Sophie danced, she started to add in a flourish. With a particular beat, she would throw her head back and bend backwards. Her perfect breasts were almost revealed for a second before she snapped back up. As she did it, her hands slid up her belly which pulled up her dress just a little extra bit. It was a very sexy move and Rachel made sure that she was facing Sophie at that moment of the song. She started anticipating it. Sophie seemed to be flaunting herself. She knew it was for her since it was clear that no one else existed for Sophie at that moment. The song hit that moment just as it ended and Sophie held herself in the backwards position for several seconds after the music faded. As she flipped up straight, Sophie’s bangs partially obscured her eyes for a moment. Rachel could see that Sophie was still looking at her through her blonde hair. Sophie’s mouth parted just a little and her tongue licked a little trickle of sweat from her upper lip as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes were smoldering looking at Rachel.

Now when they danced, they were more clearly dancing together. They looked at each other, followed each other’s movements and at times they touched. As the dance continued, there was a growing sexual element. Sophie began to brush against Rachel, slowly moving closer to her. Rachel couldn’t take her eyes off Sophie. When Sophie thrust forward at her, Rachel was originally moving away in time with Sophie. It was a flirtatious little dance they were doing; one moving forward and the other retreating.

Then as the beat changed, Rachel became bolder. She didn’t retreat. She let Sophie’s body rub up against her. More than that, she pushed forward. Sophie was always in control of the dance, but Rachel closely followed her lead. When she could, her body lingered against Sophie until she had to move it to keep her balance. The song got quicker and Sophie moved faster. Rachel kept pace, her perfect body moving back and forth exactly matching the time.

Finally the song came to a crashing close. As the sound faded away, Sophie was press tightly against Rachel. Both of them were breathing hard, and Rachel could feel the rise and fall of Sophie’s chest. They stayed like that for the few moments before the next song started. Rachel wanted to kiss her but couldn’t quite bring herself to do it in public.

Both of them were a little winded from the dance. Maybe if it had been another fast song, they might have rested and gone back to the table. But when the music started it was slower, more sensual. Sophie walked around behind Rachel. Her hands reached around her and pulled Rachel up tightly against her. One hand rested on her belly, fingers softly stroking as they picked up the rhythm and their bodies matched it. After a few seconds, Rachel’s hand came down on top of it. Their other hands sought each other out and linked fingers. Their bodies were now molded together as they danced.

Rachel’s eyes were closed. If I had come looking for them, she would never have noticed. Sophie’s presence was overpowering. This was how she wanted to feel, and only Sophie was going to give it to her.

Despite the wonderful feeling of Rachel in her arms, Sophie was still in control, not quite as lost in the moment. Rachel was hers. She already knew that. Now she wanted to stoke her excitement back up towards a fever pitch. She started by gently nuzzling Rachel’s neck. Her cheek rubbing against it. Then she kissed it lightly, she pushed them over the line into the public.

Rachel didn’t care. She just gave a little sigh of pleasure and leaned her neck into the kiss. Sophie followed up with more kisses up and down her neck. As they continued to dance, she ground her mound against Rachel’s ass. Her kiss strayed out onto Rachel’s cheek. Without realizing she was doing it, Rachel turned in response and met Sophie’s lips for a kiss. Tentative at first it grew in passion. Sophie was the one who pulled back, returning to nuzzling. As she withdrew, she loved how Rachel stretched to try and extend the kiss.

Now her hand was stroking Rachel’s belly, going in broad circles. Slowly Rachel’s top was pulled up enough to expose the top of her skirt. Sophie’s fingers stroked the bare skin. Each stroke forced a small moan or sigh from Rachel. When the tips of Sophie’s fingers slipped under the waistband of her skirt, she didn’t protest. Instead she moaned.

Sophie couldn’t push it too far. But for Rachel it was maddening. Her excitement was building higher and higher. She turned her head to kiss Sophie again. She tried to put her sense of need and desire into the kiss. Her lips parted in an offer to be taken. And Sophie’s tongue took it, plunging in.

By now, there were more than a few who were watching the women make out. As gorgeous as they were, it was incredibly sexy. Sophie could sense them. While she liked pushing Rachel to be bolder, she had no interest in putting on a show for the men in the club. She took it down a small notch.

Rather than continuing to kiss or nuzzle, she whispered in Rachel’s ear. “Are you liking this, Rachel?’ Feeling her nod, Sophie continued. “Do you want more, Rachel?” She felt Rachel nod one more time but didn’t let her off that easy. “Tell me, Rachel.”

Her voice was soft so that no one else could hear. “Oh yes, Sophie, I want more.”

“Are you going to be my little Princess?”

“I already am, Sophie,” Rachel’s voice was full of recognition of what she was and what it meant.

Sophie softly bit on Rachel’s ear and tugged before letting it slide from between her teeth. “I know you are. Does my little Princess want to get fucked?” At that, Rachel’s body jerked ever so slightly.

“Oh my god, Sophie. Please … I want you to fuck me.” Her hand clenched Sophie’s. “Take me somewhere and fuck your Princess!”

Enjoying the dance and knowing where the night was going to end, Sophie wasn’t in a hurry. She stopped talking and just enjoyed how Rachel’s body responded to hers. Her nipples rubbed against Rachel’s back and built her own excitement. When she pressed her hips against her, Sophie could feel it deep into her pussy. She was careful not to let herself get too excited so that she could maintain control of the pace.

Rachel turned her head again to kiss Sophie. This time her tongue sought entry into Sophie’s mouth. She slowly explored. It was a long kiss but as it went on, it became more urgent. Her hand left Sophie’s and reached back to run her fingers through Sophie’s hair. She tried pulling her deeper into the kiss. Finally she had to come up for air. She was panting from the excitement now rather than the dancing.

As the song ended, they stood like that for a few moments looking into each other’s eyes. Rachel loved how Sophie looked at her. Her eyes were smoldering with passion and desire. They promised pleasure yet to come. Her fantasies hadn’t been quite this powerful. There were no thoughts about consequences or of me, just as Sophie planned.

Sophie knew that now was the right time to take the next step. She reached out and took Rachel’s hand. “Come with me, Rachel. Time to play,” she said in a tone of certainty. Without hesitation, Rachel obeyed.

They were still making their way through the crowd when they ran into me. I smiled as he saw them. “Hey, I was just trying to find you. I was going to join you again and do a little more dancing. But it looks like you’re done for now.” I trailed off. There was an awkwardness to the encounter that I hadn’t expected. Rachel seemed to be avoiding my eyes whereas Sophie was meeting his look in an almost challenging way.

“We were just on the way to the restroom again. We will come back to the table when we finish there,” Sophie replied to me. Rachel stayed quiet.

“Oh, alright I guess. Hopefully the line won’t be as long this time,” I said, a little disappointed that they were leaving me so soon after I found them.

Sophie started off again with Rachel moving quickly to stay with her. I watched them walk away until they were lost from view by the crowd. Sophie had her hand on Rachel’s back as she helped guide her through the crowd. I was sure he was wrong but just before he lost sight of them, it almost seemed like Sophie’s hand had slipped down to cup Rachel’s ass. With a combination of a chuckle and an approving noise, I fantasized about the possibility of joining them in a threesome. “What a turn-on that would be!” I thought.

On Rachel’s part, she was certain that Sophie’s hand was on her ass. She could feel it there, touching her round cheek. It held a promise of what was going to come. She snuggled her body against Sophie’s as they walked.

Sophie guided them back down the hallway. Rachel expected that she would take them back to the little corner again. Instead Sophie kept going until they got to the back door. It was propped open so that smokers could get out into the alley for a cigarette. Sophie pushed right through the door, pulling Rachel through with her. There were a few smokers outside, mostly close to the door. Sophie walked on and down the alley a ways.

Finally she found the spot she wanted. It was recessed just a little so that they weren’t visible. She turned to face Rachel. Her hands slid under Rachel’s short skirt to cup the panty clad ass. Her mouth came down on Rachel’s and she kissed her passionately. Rachel’s mouth opened to encourage Sophie’s tongue to probe. Sophie took immediate advantage of the access. She plunged her tongue deep into Rachel’s mouth, straining to go deeper.

The suddenness of the embrace stoked Rachel’s fire. She moaned into the kiss. Without knowing it, she pressed her hips forward and ground her mound against Sophie. Her arms went around Sophie’s neck as she desperately returned the kiss. Sophie had been teasing her for a long time now. She wanted to finally get her release.

Fortunately Sophie was of the same mindset. From the moment back at the house she made up her mind to have her. The rest of the night had been reeling her in. Now she wanted to complete the seduction to ensure that Rachel didn’t escape. It seemed unlikely but Sophie had pushed her so far.

She broke the kiss. Rachel was panting with a fevered look in her eyes. Sophie moved behind her. “Put your hands on the wall, Rachel,” she said. Without any question, Rachel obeyed. “Now bend over. Show me that wonderful ass of yours.” Rachel thrust her ass backwards, arching her back. Running her hand over Rachel’s ass, Sophie could feel how wet the panties she had traded to Rachel now were. Rachel’s hips were still rocking back and forth.

“Tell me what you want, my little slutty Rachel,” Sophie asked.

A little moan escaped Rachel before she answered. “Oh god, Sophie. You know what I want. You made me want it.”

Smiling a very wicked grin, Sophie forced the issue. “Maybe, but I want you to tell me. I want to hear what a wanton slutty Princess you are. I want to hear it because you want to tell me. It just makes you feel even more like a slut. And you like that feeling don’t you Rachel?”

Rachel knew that Sophie was right. It shamed her and yet excited her. It was hard to concentrate when Sophie’s hand was stroking her ass. It wasn’t quite touching her pussy but it was coming close. The teasing had been going on all evening and she couldn’t take any more.

“Yes, I love it Sophie. I like feeling like a slut!” she confessed.

“That wasn’t so hard, now was it? So my little slut, what is it that you want?” Sophie’s fingers lightly ran across Rachel’s panty covered pussy.

“To be fucked. Please fuck me, Sophie. I need it,” Rachel said between clenched teeth as the light touch clouded her mind.

Sophie reached up and grabbed the panties and pulled on them, sliding them down. Rachel felt the cool night air touch her skin there. Sophie didn’t pull them off. They went down far enough to give her complete access. Rachel’s legs were too widely spread. It didn’t matter; Sophie had what she wanted.

Her fingers touched Rachel’s pussy. She was rewarded with a groan. She reached up and under Rachel, stroking her slit. Rachel tried to push back to force her fingers in but Sophie maintained control of the situation. She found Rachel’s hard little clitty and ran her finger around it, being careful not to actually touch it. The rocking of Rachel’s hips increased.

“Oh fuck me, Sophie, please fuck me!” Rachel begged.

Now Sophie let her fingers part Rachel’s slit, running back and forth. Her fingers were becoming completely covered in Rachel’s juices. “Little slutty Rachel,” she said “you’re so wet. My fingers are going to slide into you so easily.” She played right at the entrance to Rachel’s pussy.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, Rachel.” The tip of her middle finger pressed in just slightly. Rachel’s body shook and she sighed. “I’m going to make you want to scream, but you can’t here. We don’t want to really attract anyone’s attention. Can you be quiet, my little slut?”

It was hard for Rachel to think. She understood what Sophie was asking, but she was focused on those teasing little fingers. She was trying to push herself on to them. Still Rachel was used to Sophie enough by now that she knew that until she gave Sophie what Sophie wanted, she wouldn’t get what she wanted herself. “I don’t know, Sophie. I’m not sure I can.”

Laughing a little, Sophie replied “I appreciate your honesty, Rachel,” She leaned forward to kiss Rachel on the lips. It surprised Rachel because it was less passionate than most of their kisses. There was tenderness to it that she liked as much as the other kisses. It was just in a different way.

Sophie’s hand suddenly left her pussy. Rachel groaned in frustration.

“Hold on just a moment, my little slutty Princess. Just give me a second and then I am going to fuck you silly,” Sophie reassured her. She reached down and pulled off the panties she was wearing. Carefully stepping out of them so that they didn’t touch the ground, she wadded them up.

“Here, my little slut, you can have a preview of how I taste. Open your mouth, Rachel,” Sophie said, holding them up.

Slowly Rachel opened her mouth. She was going to taste another woman and she was going to willingly gag her mouth. “Oh, I am truly a slut,” she whispered. There was no hesitation, just an understanding. Sophie pushed the panties into her mouth. Before it was even in her mouth, she could smell Sophie’s scent. When they entered her mouth, she closed her eyes. She concentrated for those few brief seconds before Sophie touched her again on what Sophie tasted like. There was a saltiness accompanied by a hint of something metallic. Rachel sucked on them, extracting more and she liked it. Her mind flashed forward and she wished that she could tell Sophie how much she wanted to get the taste direct. But then it disappeared from her mind as Sophie’s fingers came back to her pussy.

This time Sophie didn’t tease. She dipped one finger inside of Rachel. It elicited a muffled moan. Moving in and out, she felt the increase in Rachel’s wetness as she fucked her. She could tell that there was room so she added a second finger. Rachel reached by pushing harder now that she was feeling fuller.

Sophie started to push harder and harder. Her fingers plunged into Rachel, pressing as far as they could. Each thrust forced Rachel forward against the wall. Her head was resting on one arm to keep from being slammed. Her hips rocked back to meet the trusts. Her muffled moans were getting more frequent. She had already been so close from all the teasing.

Beyond simply being fucked, Rachel’s excitement and pleasure was coming from how it was happening. She was letting go, giving herself to Sophie to be used. She was being fucked in an alley by another woman. And the woman was someone that she hardly knew and had picked her up in a club. By any definition, she was a slut.

“I’m a slut and that’s good!” Rachel hissed. Then she went beyond that as she made a realisation. “I love being YOUR slut.”

Her body was starting to give her signs. It was becoming harder to breathe. She was frantically thrusting backwards. There was a tingling that was growing. She was no longer moaning. She was trying to scream into the panties.

Sophie recognised the signs. Her fingers pressed in hard each time. She felt Rachel’s body rocked by the thrusts. Her fingers were being met by Rachel’s sopping pussy. As her fingers were at their deepest point, she would stretch them and stroke inside. Suddenly she felt it break over Rachel. Her body was shaking and she was flinging her head around making incoherent noises.

Even as she continued to finger fuck Rachel, Sophie couldn’t help think that she was looking forward to having her someplace where Rachel could let go and be as loud as she wanted.

Rachel’s mind was just full of the pleasure that she was feeling. She continued to fuck Sophie’s fingers as her orgasm went on. She hadn’t felt like this ever. There was something that was more complete. She was trying to suck in enough air as her body heaved. Finally it started to fade.

Sophie could sense that moment. She slowed, turning her movement into a gentle caress. Slowly her fingers went in and out, feeling little tremors inside Rachel. Her other hand stroked Rachel’s back. As they passed, Sophie made one last deep penetration. It was slow and very tender. When they came out, she softly stroked along Rachel’s pussy.

Then she reached an arm around Rachel, pulled her up straight and then turned her around. For a moment she took in how she looked. Her chin glistened with saliva that had dripped out of her mouth because it was hard to swallow. Her mouth was open with the panties partially hanging out. Sweat ran down her face and despite her attempts to protect her face, one cheek was slightly smudged with dirt from the wall. Sophie thought she looked delightful.

Reaching up, Sophie pulled the panties out of Rachel’s mouth. As soon as her mouth was free, Rachel kissed Sophie. She surprised Sophie with her initiating it. Rachel’s arms went around Sophie’s neck and she pressed tightly against Sophie. It was long and drawn out. Unlike before, there was no sense of urgency. Their tongues danced together, slowly circling and touching. Sophie’s arms went around Rachel’s waist, hands resting on her lower back. After a while, the long kiss evolved into shorter, soft kisses. Finally the kissing ended and then they were just holding each other, heads together.

“How was that, Rachel?” Sophie asked her.

Her voice sent shivers down Rachel’s spine. She knew that she was betraying herself to Sophie. There was no hiding behind words. “God. Sophie, that was wonderful. I came so hard.” She hugged Sophie tight and buried her face into Sophie’s shoulder. She felt one hand leave her back.

Sophie pushed her back up straight so that she could see her in the eyes. “Rachel, do you want more like that?”

Already getting used to Sophie, Rachel knew that she wouldn’t get away without speaking. “Oh yes I do,” she said with a quiet passion.

“I thought so, little slut,” Sophie said with confidence. Rachel noted and missed Sophie’s failure to say the word “my” when she said it.

“I’m not going to play any games now, Rachel. I am not going to tease you and make it hard for you to think. I want this to be your choice. Okay?” She paused looking at Rachel.

Rachel wasn’t sure where Sophie was going with this but she nodded and then said, “I understand.”

Nodding back at her in acknowledgment, Sophie continued. “I’m not a slut like you, Rachel. I don’t fuck in alleyways. So I am going to leave and go home. I told you before; I don’t care what happens between you and your boyfriend. It’s your choice. You can come home with me and get to be my slut. I will let you suck my pussy. And I will fuck you and do things with you that you just dream about.”

Rachel’s eyes closed as she said that. Sophie could tell she was imagining what it would be like and she smiled a little.

“Understand, little Rachel, I promise to be everything to you tonight and you will be pleasured.” Her voice was a little harsher now. “Maybe you could move in and we could become… more. Maybe not… I give no promises.” She let Rachel digest that before continuing. “Or you can go home with Jeff. Go back to what you know and what is safe. He is probably getting a little ticked by now, but nothing that you won’t be able to soothe. The same may not be true if you leave with me.” Pausing again for a moment, she concluded “So you pick, come with me and deal with the consequences or choose safe and familiar.”

As she finished, Sophie stepped away from Rachel, giving her space physically and more importantly mentally. She really did want Rachel to make her own decision. If she had pressed and kept playing with her, Rachel would have done anything she wanted. But the next day, she would blame Sophie and deny her own desires. Sophie honestly didn’t care if Rachel’s relationship survived the night. Her plan was long term, she knew what she wanted and this was the sacrifice she was going to make to get it. Sophie knew that she could be a bitch, but she wasn’t going to be that big of one – it was all down to Rachel. This was her choice.

Rachel looked at Sophie as her words sank in. Having recovered from the devastating orgasm, and not yet excited again, her mind was relatively clear. She knew what Sophie was asking. Although it would be exciting and wonderful to be with Sophie, she could just stop. She came already once. It had been the best cum of her life but nevertheless she could go home with me. She could go back to her life and pretend this didn’t happen. She could keep this as a memory to be brought out when she needed it.

It was the safe thing to do.

But Sophie’s body beckoned to her. The promises that it held were seductive. Rachel’s mind was filled with thoughts about what they all might be. Already she had experienced pleasure that was beyond anything she had known. What would Sophie do when they were someplace private? What would she ask…. Rachel’s mind paused. No Sophie wouldn’t ask. She would tell Rachel what to do. And Rachel would obey. That was the side of her that Sophie was unleashing. Sophie would tell her to do the things that Rachel really wanted to do but couldn’t. By ceding control to Sophie, she would be freed of me…but becoming something else.

Beyond that, the physical aspect of it couldn’t be denied. Rachel’s pussy still retained the feeling of Sophie’s fingers inside of her. It throbbed just a little. Sophie knew all the buttons to push. But so far, she only had the opportunity to push a few. Walking away would leave them untouched.

As for me, she really didn’t know that I already suspected Sophie’s plan for the evening. And her endgame. Rachel didn’t know how I would react. I certainly could act like a jealous wounded boyfriend. If this was another guy, there is no question that is how I would react. But she knew that sex between women was a fantasy for me. I might choose to ignore any aspect but that, insisting that Rachel make it up to me by telling me all the details, even a threesome. That was never going to happen again, at least not with Sophie. Rachel could already tell that if she was with Sophie, she would be Sophie’s and no one else’s. Sophie would insist, but Rachel knew that was part of what she wanted herself.

I was the safe choice. How much did she care about the consequences? Maybe it was time to try and find what made her happy. Maybe it was the wrong choice, but she was willing to find out.

“I want you, Sophie,” she said. She took Sophie’s hand in both of hers and squeezed it. Then she raised it to her lips and kissed it softly. Smelling her own juices, she flicked her tongue along Sophie’s hand to clean it off. As she finished, she looked up at Sophie and said, “Take me home, lover.”

“I’m glad, my little slut. I want you too, Rachel,” Sophie said before she kissed her again. The combination of her decision, being called Sophie’s slut and the kiss got to Rachel who returned it with an increasing passion.

Pulling away from the kiss, Sophie said in a chiding tone, “Not yet, you little slut. I said that we need to wait until we get to my home.”

“I’m sorry, Sophie,” Rachel said in a surprisingly meek tone. “I can’t believe how much you turn me on and it makes it hard to stop.”

Touched by her little confession, Sophie gave her a hug. Then taking her by the hand, they headed back into the club. She noticed a couple of knowing glances from among the smokers, but no one said anything. As they walked closer to the dance floor, she could feel Rachel’s fingers tighten their grip. The real moment of truth was coming when they had to confront me.

Sophie’s prediction about me was accurate, I played along. I was looking around and constantly glancing at his watch. They had been gone for almost half an hour and I was about to go looking for them. There was something about the whole evening that unsettled me, a feeling of not being in control of the situation. Sophie was the one who was in control and Rachel was just letting her. I just wanted her to get back so that they could go home. I was tired and increasingly confused.

Suddenly I saw them approaching the table. “There you are,” I started to say in an angry tone but he trailed off. At first all he noticed was how Rachel was holding Sophie’s hand. It wasn’t like girl friends would, if they were staying together in a crowd. Their arms were together, fingers linked. Rachel was leaning against Sophie. If it was anyone else, I would have assumed that they were a couple. Then I noticed how Rachel looked. Her hair was messed up and her lipstick smeared. Somehow she had gotten some dirt on her face. I couldn’t believe it but she had the look of someone who had been playing around. Even the way her body held itself, it somehow made me think of how languid her body was after sex. Rachel was meeting my gaze but she said nothing.

I didn’t even realise Sophie was speaking for a moment. She spoke louder and sharper.

“Jeff!”

I looked over at her. She had a smug look on her face, but that knowing look was back in her eyes. Something was burning behind them, pleading with me to go along with her. “What is it, Sophie? And what happened to Rachel?”

“We’re leaving, Jeff. Rachel and I are leaving. She will see you when she comes home.” Sophie was very matter of fact.

I was actually stunned despite seeing it coming. I looked back over to Rachel who was still looking directly at me. “What do you mean? She’s coming home with me.”

“No she isn’t,” Sophie shook her head.

All the pieces fell together. “You’re… taking her from me? Who do you think you are?” I said with my voice rising.

“Don’t be stupid, Jeff and don’t do anything that you may regret later. Who am I? Jeff, I’m the fucking dyke who just fucked your girlfriend. Now we are going back to my place where we will fuck again and again. And when she is tired of that, maybe she will come home to you… but I want her to stay with me.” Sophie’s tone was piercing. Even though she didn’t raise her voice, every word came through clear. “Nothing is going to change that. You’ve been having your way with that redheaded teenager. I can make Rachel happy. You don’t want her… you don’t need her the way I do!”

My rising anger suddenly was overwhelmed by fear of losing Rachel… and Sophie. I noticed that as Sophie had spoken, Rachel’s other hand also took Sophie’s arm as if to take strength from her. “Rachel?” I asked in a hesitant tone.

Maybe if I had continued to press, Rachel might have changed her mind. The fear of what might happen was still there. But his temper evaporated in front of Sophie’s strength. She could feel how calm Sophie was; how in control. It was the core of what attracted her to Sophie. It was something that I no longer demonstrated. Her choice was never clearer than at that moment.

“I’m going with her, Jeff. Go home. I will see you when I come home.” Rachel’s voice held just a hint of what she thought of me.

I made one more attempt to protest but Rachel held up a finger and stopped me in his tracks. “Don’t! You are the one who kept bringing up other women. You opened Pandora’s Box and these are the consequences.” Rachel knew that this was spiteful and was only partially true but it helped her soothe her conscience. With that, she slammed the door on any chance of changing her mind. She had made her decision and she didn’t want to argue about it.

I sank down into his seat. Sophie smiled a little sympathetically but we shared a forlorn look. Then Rachel dug the knife in a bit more. “Thank you for getting the bill, Jeff. I had a wonderful time. I hope Jessica was worth it!”

Sophie nodded and I was sure I saw a tear in her amazing blue eyes.

“Perhaps we will be doing this again… or perhaps we will never meet again.” I just stared up at Rachel who was no longer paying any attention to me.

As they started to walk away, Sophie slipped her arm around Rachel who snuggled up close inside the circle of her arm. Rachel’s mind had already forgotten about me and was thinking forward to the rest of the night.

Watching them until the left, I kept hoping that Rachel would look back.

She didn’t.