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My Friend Ester
by Deirdre 1996 (address withheld)
***
A guy meets a middle age lady who tells him that she
can help him get a really hot looking chick he was
admiring, but there was one catch. (MFF, bi, threesome)
***
It was a warm summer day: lots of people were wearing
shorts and some women were looking really good. I was
in line at a local discount department store, and
couldn't help noticing one particular woman: she must
have been about twenty, was thin, a little taller than
average, and extremely tan, with brown hair, and was
wearing shorts and a short little top that showed off
her middle. She didn't have large breasts, but it was
awful nice to look at her trim, lithe little body. She
was over in another line and I snuck a few glances.
"She's really something, isn't she?" Someone behind me
said it and somehow I stood there for a second ignoring
the question of whether she was talking to me or not.
Then I came to my senses, and slowly turned around in a
non-committal way. There was this short lady, perhaps
about 40 or 45 years old with black hair. She wasn't
what you would call great looking, though she was OK,
and she was thin. She was looking up at me and she
definitely must have been talking to me. I still didn't
answer, not knowing quite what to make of her.
"She's really sexy, isn't she?" said the woman.
"Yes," was my brilliant reply, not knowing quite what
to make of a woman who would start up a conversation
like that.
"You could ask her out." Curioser and curioser.
"I don't know her."
"I could get you in with her. She lives in the same
apartment complex as I do." I just stared at her.
"Well, you like the way she looks; do you want to take
a chance and possibly date her and...? It's your life!"
I thought about it. Why was this woman doing this? That
would be really something -- actually getting to know a
woman like that. Was there any danger in going along
with this? I could take care of myself.
"Why?" I finally asked, wondering why she would do
something like that.
"You like her looks, don't you?"
"I mean, why do you want to do this?"
"I have a deal for you." I was even more intrigued.
"Come talk to me outside."
Outside, I waited for her. She didn't beat around the
bush. "OK, here's the deal: I'll help you get in with
her; then after you have sex with her, I want you to
help me have sex with her."
Needless to say I was surprised. "Never mind your
comments," she went on, "is it a deal? I think it can
work."
It was strange to look at this woman and know that she
was turned on by the exact same girl that turned me on
so much. This was all too wild -- I didn't do things
like this.
"Deal." What could it hurt? This was so wild.
"OK, it'll take a lot of time and effort on our part
but I think it can work." She paused, seeming to wait
for any objection from me. "Come with me to my
apartment and we can start planning." I felt a nervous
twinge at that. What was I getting myself into? Dealing
with this crazy old lady in order to get to someone my
own age? But I went along with it.
After following her to her apartment, she gave me a
beer and took one herself, told me to call her Esther,
and she told me the situation. She had seen the girl
around the complex, but didn't know her name or where
she lived. We would have to watch for her and find out
which apartment she lived in and her name. Then we
could track her movements, including where she did her
laundry, and the she could run into me doing my laundry
in the same room. Then it would be up to me to strike
up a conversation.
It sounded feasible, so I went along with it. She told
me she sometimes saw the girl walking from one of the
parking lots at night as she returned to her apartment
and said we'd stake out the parking lot that night. I
just went along with her.
That evening when I returned, Esther said we'd go sit
in her car out in the parking lot. She brought a six-
pack and we headed out. Soon I found myself sitting in
her car, watching for that girl.
I wondered at myself getting into this situation. It
was insane. But it sure wasn't the same ol' boring
evening! Not yet: we hadn't been waiting in the car
long yet. We drank some beer and talked a bit.
Esther started talking about the girl. She asked me if
I liked slender girls in general, and soon somehow our
conversation was on how I would like to have sex with
the girl. I told her a line about how I would kiss the
girl and whisper in her ear.
"Don't give me that--I know guys. I'll bet you'd like
her naked on her hands and knees in the middle of the
living room, waiting for you to give it to her from
behind." I was definitely taken aback--I can't say it
was exactly what I was thinking, but it certainly fit
in well with what could turn me on.
She went on: "I, myself, would dearly love to get my
hands on her little ass. Her body is so sleek and
brown. I'd love to pull those little shorts down and
get my hands on those cheeks." I'd never known a
lesbian before and never imagined a woman like Esther.
"Then I'd love to run my hands up and down her body,
rubbing my hand on her cunt and fingering one of her
nipples. I want to see her breath hard."
It was getting to be too much -- I was definitely
turned on.
"I want her on her knees too: ready to lick me on
command. I'd love to see you pushing your cock into her
rear hole while I pushed her head into my cunt. I'd
love to gag her and handcuff her..."
"You are really something!" I finally blurted.
"Sorry, am I getting too much for you?" she asked. "We
can talk about other things."
But we didn't. We just sat there, drinking.
"You know," she started up, probably a half hour later,
"we could have a little fun while we sit here. I'll bet
you could use it." I just sat there. Did I know this
was coming? What should I do?
"It's no big deal," she went on, "it's just that it's a
shame to waste away the time like this. You could stand
a little, couldn't you?"
I'd certainly never done anything with a middle-aged
lady and never thought I'd hear a lady like Esther
suggesting we do it just to pass the time!
"What do you have in mind?" Some part of me must have
thought it was a good idea.
"Look, I just think it makes sense to have a little fun
since we're stuck here like this." Her hand went to my
cock. "We'd probably both be getting ourselves off
later tonight -- why not share a little?" Her hand was
rubbing and my cock which hadn't been completely soft
was hardening. She was right about one thing: I could
use some sex.
"I think you like the idea," she said. Then she had my
zipper open and was pulling my cock out and had her
hand around it. Then she said, "Keep a good lookout,"
and she bent over and put her mouth over my cock.
She started sucking and bobbed her head. She was
certainly more enthusiastic than any of the girls who
had done this for me: I had gotten a few light kisses
and little sucks but that is it. She went after my cock
like a demon, never stopping. She grabbed my thigh with
one hand and worked her head faster and faster.
I couldn't believe the sensation. If that girl had
walked by, I would have missed her. But Esther didn't
stop or draw it out -- she had me coming in no time.
But even though we didn't spend a lot of time drawing
it out, I felt like I came more than ever before. It
was so fantastic!
She swallowed every drop, not drawing away until I was
completely done.
Then she kept her hand on my cock as she stood up and I
went softer.
"You've got a nice cock," she said. We sat there a
little while. "Didn't see anything, did you?"
I wondered a little if I missed the girl as she walked
by.
Esther seemed to read my mind: "Don't worry, chances
are she didn't sneak by at exactly when you were out of
it, and if she did, we'll still get her in the end."
Esther was simply beyond belief.
We sat there for a little while, watching anyone who
walked by. Esther opened another beer and drank a bit.
"I could use some relief too," she finally said, "could
you finger me?" She took my hand and put it on one of
her breasts.
I fingered it through the material. She wasn't wearing
a bra. Her breast wasn't large, but I felt the nipple
through the material. She unbuttoned her blouse and
pushed my hand inside. I fingered her some more.
"That's great," she finally said. "Please don't stop!"
I could tell from her voice that she was really
excited. I couldn't believe I was doing this. She
unbuttoned her blouse some more and it was completely
open. She fingered her other breast herself. I could
barely see her chest in the shadows. It was awful nice
to see a woman's chest even if her breasts were not
large. "I'll keep watch," she said.
I bent down and licked her nipple with the tip of my
tongue. "Yes!" she said and her hands went to my head.
"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she repeated over and over. Her voice
was breathy I heard her unzipping her jeans. She pushed
her hand inside the front of her panties. With her
other hand, she was still pulling my head against her
nipple.
I ran my tongue back and forth over it and nipped it
lightly with my teeth. I could hear her breathing pick
up even more. I put my hand on the hand she had in her
panties and pushed it in front. My fingers found hers
and helped. Her body started jerking as she tightened
and loosened the muscles in her pelvis. She was still
saying "Yes!" over and over. Her fingers at her cunt
allowed mine to do the work and then slipped behind my
hand and pushed my fingers against her cunt.
Her cunt was so wet. I felt her clit, which her fingers
obviously wanted me to work on. I slipped down and slid
two fingers into her cunt and then slipped back up to
her clit. She jerked and moaned and said "Don't stop!"
She sounded like she was pleading.
Her body stiffened and straightened as she let out a
final long moan, lifting her rear right off of the
seat. It seemed like a minute that her body twitched
and jerked and she finally collapsed. I lightly kissed
her nipple, not stopping for another couple of minutes,
then I sat up.
She was leaning against the door of the car, her legs
open, looking lewd, but looking like she was totally
beat. Her breath was still too fast. I scanned the
parking lot and the sidewalk to see if the girl was
around, but I didn't see her.
"Oh thanks! You don't know how much I needed that!" she
said, finally, through her breathing.
After that, we sat there a while, just looking at the
parking lot. We didn't see the girl at all. We sat
there for quite a while, perhaps an hour. It was
getting later and finally reached about 11:30PM.
"She might stay out all hours on weekends," Esther
finally said. "It might be smarter to watch for her on
weekdays."
"You might be right," I added, but we agreed to keep
watching and watched quite a bit longer, until about
1AM. Then we agreed to call it quits and went back to
her apartment.
"I guess it'll take more persistence to catch her,"
said Esther. "We can try another night." We agreed on
the following night and I got ready to leave.
I looked at her as she walked me to the door. She
really wasn't bad looking -- just not particularly
youthful. She seemed in good physical shape and her
body was attractive, if slender. She smiled at me.
"You know," she said, "you could just stick around." I
knew exactly what she was thinking and she seemed to
know my mind too. I remembered coming and how she came.
**
It was a warm night and we were both nude, with no
sheet. Light from street lights shown in the bedroom
window, so it was easy to see each other. I fucked her
on her hands and knees and she obviously loved every
second of it, thrusting her rear back at me and making
a sort of whining noise the whole time. I was tired
after that. We lay there nude. She put her hand on my
rear as we fell asleep.
Was I surprised to find myself there in the morning! I
wondered what I had gotten myself in to. She insisted
on having me sit on the edge of the bed while she
sucked me off. It was incredible.
But later I wondered. Was this her real goal? She had
fixed us breakfast and I had eaten and then gone. I
thought about it a lot, needless to say. Looking back
on it, it seemed like I didn't want to be involved with
her. Just too weird -- I didn't know what would happen
next. We hadn't agreed on any particular evening to
meet again -- when she called, I'd be busy.
But she called that afternoon with different news: "I
lucked out and got here here in my apartment. You've
got to come quick!" She was obviously talking low.
"How?"
"I happened to see her at the laundry and struck up a
conversation and lured her back. Come now. I'll say
you're the son of one of my friends and have a little
job for you to do or something. You can call me "Aunt
Esther". This is our big chance!"
I thought about it. I remembered what that girl looked
like. Well, if Esther was leading me on this time, I'd
know for sure.
"OK."
"Hurry!"
I left. On the way I wondered if the girl wouldn't be
there and Esther would say she'd left. I groaned
inwardly -- that had to be it. I'd know she was leading
me on, but I'd still probably wonder. Worst case
scenario, I'd get some more sex.
Esther was at the door. She grinned at me. The girl was
there! Esther introduced her as Kathleen. She was
wearing shorts and a sleeveless top. I felt tongue-tied
but I hid it well. She smiled at me. I was all business
and told Esther I had to get started.
Esther took me in the kitchen and said she needed to
clean behind the stove and refrigerator and that I
could pull them out. I almost smirked and she gave me a
little shrug. Then she had gone back to her living room
and I heard her talking to Kathleen.
I had to take everything off the top of the
refrigerator first, then I rolled it out. Esther could
have done the whole job herself, but probably didn't
realize how easy it is. But the job served its purpose.
I was done with the stove too and out in the living
room joining Esther and Kathleen. I asked Kathleen if
she lived in the apartments. She smiled at me as we
made small talk and I realized this all might work!
Finally she excused herself and left. Suddenly Esther
was saying "Go after her!" and pushed me out the door.
Kathleen actually looked back when I was out and I
caught up to her and asked her if she was interested in
going out to a movie that night! We made a date right
there.
Esther met me at the door, grinning from ear to ear. I
guess I was grinning too -- she seemed to know I'd
gotten a date even though I hadn't said a thing.
"Did she get you hard?" That was the Esther I knew. Her
hand was on my cock checking it out. She rubbed it a
little. Then she was on her knees unzipping my jeans!
My cock was in her mouth and I was on the verge. I
still can't get over the way she could get me off!
It only took a minute. Then she was ripping off her
clothes! "Do me in the ass! Pretend I'm Kathleen!"
Soon she was nude on the living room carpet on her
hands and knees, wriggling her rear! Frankly, it was
much too soon for me and I had to tell her so. She
smiled and said she understood and asked if I'd kiss
her nipple like the night before.
We ended up sitting on the couch, me kissing her
breasts and her fingering herself. I found myself
getting hard again and she immediately said we should
do it and she got on her hands and knees again. I
didn't do her ass, but we had a wild time and
afterwards she asked me if I pretended she was
Kathleen.
"You are the most unusual lady I've ever met," I
finally offered when we were done. She just laughed and
said I wasn't used to women who did what they felt like
doing. Then she told me to go home and get ready for
Kathleen.
In fact, she was full of advice, talking to me all the
time I got dressed and headed for the door. I told her
she'd just make me nervous, and finally she insisted on
coming with me, saying I was hopeless and would
probably dress all wrong.
I gave up arguing and ended up driving her to my
apartment. She immediately went through my closet of
clothes, looking at different items critically. Then
she wanted me to try things on, and I protested.
"You've got to see what it looks like!" she insisted.
"I'm not going to spend my afternoon trying on my own
clothes!"
"But you don't realize what a good impression you could
make..."
There was no stopping her and yes, I spent an hour
trying on clothes! Finally she was satisfied that I had
something right to wear and she attacked my kitchen,
both cleaning it up and making us something to eat.
After we ate, she stuck around, cleaning my apartment
until it was time for me to get ready to go; then she
checked me out again after I got dressed and was ready
to take her back home.
**
Kathleen smiled at me when I went to pick her up and I
couldn't believe that she seemed so interested in me.
She was so beautiful. We talked surprisingly easily the
whole way there and after the movie as we stopped for
desert. She invited me in too, and yes, we did it, that
very night! And ended up spending the night together
too!
I couldn't believe that everything went so perfectly.
It seemed like when I had first seen Kathleen and that
Esther had talked to me, that I didn't really believe
that Kathleen and I would ever date -- and if we did,
it would be unlikely to work out. But now it had... and
I was walking on air.
I left in the morning after we went out for breakfast
and when I got home, there was a message on my machine
from Esther. She demanded that I call her to tell her
all the details! Well I called her, and as soon as she
answered, she said she was coming over immediately to
hear it all!
She wanted to hear everything, and was patient about
every detail and demanding if she thought I'd missed
something. I ended up telling her the whole story,
beginning to end.
As soon as it reached Kathleen's bed, she was doubly
interested and got me to sit on the couch with her
sitting between my legs, leaning back against me. She
took my hand and put it under her top on her breasts as
soon as I started talking about kissing Kathleen. She
wanted me playing with her nipple and she wouldn't let
me refuse. She wanted complete descriptions of
Kathleen's taking her clothes off and what she looked
like.
And when I got to our sex, she wanted absolutely every
detail. By then, she had a hand tucked in her panties
and was fingering herself too. She wanted to know
exactly what it felt like to push my cock in Kathleen's
cunt, and she came as I did my best to describe it. She
wanted to know what it was like to see Kathleen later -
- did I see her body in the morning in daylight? I had
to describe every kiss and every detail until the
moment I left.
Then Esther turned around and kissed me. I didn't
recall her kissing me so sweetly before. Then she
whispered in my ear, "Thank you," and got up and got
herself dressed again. Then she told me she knew it was
going to go well and left.
Well, I got together with Kathleen again that night,
and just about every night that week. Esther convinced
me to stop at her apartment whenever I left Kathleen
and she always made me explain every detail. All while
I fingered her. She didn't bring me off any more but
sex with Kathleen was great and I didn't really need
it. Kathleen and I hadn't done anything as wild as I
had done with Esther, but I wasn't complaining.
But Esther brought up the subject of doing other things
with Kathleen. Had she taken my cock in her mouth?
Taken it in the rear? Did I eat her? She always wanted
to know, and then was telling me I had to take action
and let Kathleen know what I needed. But I didn't quite
feel like I needed all that -- things were going great
with Kathleen without any of all that.
Esther also talked to Kathleen about me. She still
visited with Kathleen once in a while and Kathleen and
I often made it a habit to stop in to see her before we
went out.
We all went out to lunch one Saturday. Esther told me
that Kathleen was definitely hooked on me and she was
sure she'd be willing to experiment with sex.
I was a bit nervous and asked Esther if she had
discussed any specifics with Kathleen or if she had
told Kathleen about her conversations with me. She told
me not to worry, that she knew what she was doing and
would never do that unless she was sure Kathleen was
ready for it. I wasn't completely at ease with her
answer.
Finally, one time when I visited her after going out,
she told me her birthday was coming up and it was our
opportunity to introduce Kathleen into the more
interesting aspects of sex. I got nervous, both because
I knew Esther could be very outrageous and because it
reminded me of our original agreement: that I'd help
Esther have sex with Kathleen.
It was very clear that Esther was still interested: she
made me tell her every little thing about Kathleen and
got excited about any tidbit about sex with Kathleen. I
feared what would happen. Esther had an elaborate plan.
I didn't feel like I could turn her down. But even so,
she only got me to agree to go along with things if
everything seemed natural -- she said I should just
show innocent affection for Esther and act innocent
above all things.
Kathleen went along with my suggestion that we just
have a casual date that night and as was not unusual,
we stopped at Esther's apartment before leaving.
Esther let it slip that she was sort of celebrating and
it all turned into an impromptu invitation to come out
with us. Kathleen was insistent and Esther and I
couldn't have changed her mind had we wanted to.
The three of us went out to dinner at a fancier place
than we had planned and then ended up at Esther's
apartment again. She gave us drinks and somehow we
ended up talking about Esther's lack of social life. I
marveled to see Kathleen insistently pumping Esther,
knowing that Esther had orchestrated the whole thing.
Fortunately, I didn't have to do much, basically act
natural.
We'd been drinking and talking quite a while. There
just didn't seem to be an opportune time to leave.
Finally Esther said it was time for her to go to bed.
She escorted us to the door and was profusely thankful
for our visit. Then she whispered something to
Kathleen. Kathleen giggled a little. Kathleen gave me a
little, nonchalant kiss, right there in front of Esther
and said we'd better go.
But we'd taken only a few steps and she stopped. "What
do you think of Esther?"
"She's great," I replied. "You might think she's like a
mother or aunt to me, but she's really a great friend
to me."
"She's... all alone in there. Let's go back."
"What?!"
"Well, I hate to leave her alone on her birthday. She
really doesn't have anybody. Do you ever think of
her..." her voice was down almost to a whisper, "does
she attract you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"She hasn't had anyone... for years at least, as far as
I can tell."
"Kathleen, I like her, but..."
"You could kiss her," she was dragging me back to
Esther's door, "and maybe touch her if that didn't
bother you."
"Kathleen, this is too weird!"
She was tapping on Esther's door. Esther opened it a
crack and she insisted on us coming back in. Esther was
wearing a robe. Kathleen whispered to her.
"No!" Esther answered out loud, giggling while she
talked.
"Have fun," Kathleen offered and started out the door.
I just stood there, not believing this was happening.
"No, stay," Esther said to Kathleen, looking nervous.
She whispered to Kathleen again and they whispered back
and forth.
Finally Kathleen said, "Come," and grabbed my arm and
started pulling me towards the bedroom! Esther didn't
move, but Kathleen stopped and looked at her, then went
back and grabbed her wrist too and pulled us both! I
couldn't believe this! Obviously Esther was a master at
this game.
Kathleen left the lights off and dragged us to the
bedroom. We all lay down on Ester's bed, me in the
middle, all fully dressed. "Kiss her," Kathleen
whispered right in my ear. "Go on," she said out loud
after I hesitated.
"Why don't you two kiss and let me watch," said Esther
quietly. I still very carefully did nothing. Kathleen
lay there looking at Esther for a second. "Please?"
Esther added, a pleading quality in her voice.
It was time for action. I turned over on my stomach,
raised myself on my elbows, leaned over and kissed
Kathleen on the lips. She responded and I kissed her
more deeply. All we did was kiss, but I guess we were
out of the habit of kissing for such a long time
because we made the most of it for minutes.
When we came up for air, I saw her glance over at
Esther and back at me. She smiled. I looked at Esther.
She lay on her side, still in her robe, looking at us
with an unreadable expression on her face. I leaned
over and kissed Kathleen again. I could tell that she
was really excited.
"Touch me," Kathleen whispered in my ear.
I still kissed. She started unbuttoning her blouse and
then grabbed my hand and made me put it inside! She
pushed her bra up over her breast. I felt her nipple--
it was definitely hard. She was breathing harder. She
sat up and started undressing for real. She got
everything off but her panties and then kissed me and
then pulled my head to her breast as she lay down
again.
Kathleen was getting hotter and hotter. She leaned up
and whispered in my ear again: "Yes! Do it! Let's do
it!" She glanced back at Esther and I did too.
Esther had her robe off and was wearing a silky little
night shirt. Her hand was on her crotch. Kathleen was
unbuttoning my shirt and unsnapped and unzipped my
pants. "Come on, take it off," she whispered in my ear
and she raised her rear and slid down her panties.
We were both naked and I lay on top of her. The room
was still dark, but my eyes had had time to adjust and
the light through the curtains was enough to see
everything. "I want it! I want it!" Kathleen said. She
seemed to have lost her grip on herself, I hadn't seen
her like this before until we were doing it.
She grabbed my cock and helped me slide it in. "Yes," I
heard a very soft whisper.
I started stroking back and forth, slowly. "Yes, oh,
yes, faster!" she added out loud.
I kept going slowly and she whispered again "Faster,
you bastard!"
I gradually picked up the pace. She pushed back with
each stroke and she was shaking and bucking like I'd
never seen her before! She started vocalizing with
every breath, "Oh yes!"
We just went harder and harder until I felt her body
stiffen. I grabbed her in a tight embrace, pushed all
the way in, and let myself come. She groaned and
stiffened -- then after 30 seconds I felt her body
suddenly go slack.
I couldn't roll back between them: Esther had slid over
and I heard her whisper into Kathleen's ear, "That was
beautiful."
I heard Kathleen sigh. Kathleen was too near the edge
of the bed for me to lay on the other side of her. I
ended up standing up and sank down in a stuffed chair a
couple of feet away.
Kathleen just lay there on her back and Esther had put
her arm over her body. Esther pulled Kathleen's head
toward her own and then whispered, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," I heard Kathleen whisper back. Then
Esther leaned a little closer and kissed her on the
lips!
Kathleen lay there...
I couldn't see if she was moving, but she didn't pull
away.
Esther didn't stop the kiss and neither did Kathleen.
They just lay like that for well over a minute, minutes
really. I finally saw Kathleen's head moving slightly.
Then Esther pulled on her body and Kathleen rolled onto
her side, facing Esther.
They kissed some more and soon their arms were wrapped
around each other. I just sat there and stared. Esther
slid down to kiss Kathleen's breasts. She managed to
look at me as she slid and she motioned me with her
head. She wanted me to get back into bed.
Then she was kissing Kathleen's nipple. I could hear
Kathleen breathing again. Then Esther slid down again
and motioned me again, twice. I got up and walked
around the bed and got in on the side Esther had been
before. Esther had her head between Kathleen's legs.
Kathleen was moaning, "Oh, yes!" again and her eyes
were shut.
I stared.
Her hands were on Esther's head. She just kept
breathing louder and louder and soon she was yelling
her oh yeses. Her breathing got even faster and heavier
and she couldn't say it anymore. Then she screamed.
I couldn't believe it. She'd never done that with me!
She finally came down and Esther crawled back up next
to her and they were kissing again just like when they
started. Esther reached back behind herself as they
kissed and pulled on my arm. I scooted up close and she
pulled my arm over them both. I lay there while they
just kissed and kissed.
**
I awoke. It was still dark. They weren't in the bed,
they were standing at the foot of the bed, kissing. I
was so tired, I turned over and shut my eyes again.
**
I awoke again to a scream. After it, I heard Kathleen's
"Oh, Yes!" a few more times. They were somewhere else
in the apartment. It was still dark.
**
I awoke again to breakfast in bed. They were both in
robes and serving me with a tray. They were both
giggling so much. Kathleen leaned over and kissed me.
She ran her hand down to my cock and squeezed it a
second.
Esther just grinned at us.
I ate breakfast and then I told them I had to get home.
I left Kathleen there at Esther's. I got home and boy
did I feel funny. The whole thing was weird. I felt
like I was being pulled from the inside in different
directions. I didn't know what I wanted.
I called Kathleen that afternoon. She was out and I
didn't feel like leaving anything on her machine. I
tried her four more times, then I called Esther. She
answered right away.
I told her Kathleen was out and she said Kathleen was
right there with her. I told her I'd talk to Kathleen
later and hung up. After that I just lay in bed
thinking. What had I done?
I just lay around all afternoon and evening, not even
eating supper. At 10PM, the phone rang. It was Esther.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," I replied.
"Listen... stay there," she said and hung up. She
showed up at my door 15 minutes later. I had just
opened the door and she pushed her way in. I turned
around and looked at her.
"She's in love with you," she said.
I didn't say anything.
"Have you ever eaten a woman?" she asked.
I almost said, "Go to hell!" I don't know what was
bothering me so much. I still stood there, mute.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the couch. "We did
it!" she said, in a conspiratorial voice, "Just like we
planned from the beginning!" Then "Let's celebrate!"
and she went right for my zipper, unzipping my pants
and pulling out my cock.
I backed away, scooting along the couch.
"No you don't!" she said and she put her mouth on my
cock. She worked at it and did her magic. I stared at
her.
She stopped. She got up and whispered in my ear, "Fuck
my face. Call me dirty names." She was down again and
bobbing her head again. She stopped. "Call me your
whore," she said.
I sat there and stared.
"Say it!" she insisted. After a slight pause, she went
back to work.
She stopped again. She looked up at me. Her expression
was different- -she almost looked nervous. "I'm your
slut," she said. She went back to work. She grabbed my
hands and put them on the sides of her head.
"Slut," I said quietly. I immediately felt guilty. But
she started working all the harder. I was getting
harder. I started moving, pushing into her mouth. I
held her head. I could tell she wanted more of that.
Soon I was bucking, I couldn't believe I could be so
rough with her! Soon I was coming and she just kept at
it the whole time. Then I was sitting there, exhausted.
She sat next to me. "Remember, you can have that any
time you tell me you want to. My ass too." She sat
there and leaned against me.
Finally she stood up and headed for the front door. She
turned at the door. "She'd do that too, in a minute. If
you don't call her, she'll be over here tonight,
begging for forgiveness."
I now spend just about all my time at Esther's. So does
Kathleen. I eat them both and Kathleen screams and
Esther sometimes passes out. Esther and Kathleen often
give me little performances. Esther calls it slave
training.
Kathleen is definitely always looking for new ways to
please me. She's sucked me, but we haven't done it the
way I did it with Esther.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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