Chapter 4

To: Jill

From: Maq

Subject: re Last Night

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Do you realize how exciting this is?  I often read erotica on the net to get off.  I have had sex chats on the internet with friends and with strangers.  I have met a couple of women in person after first meeting them on the net.  I trust you will not relegate me to the hoard of horny net geeks salivating over you when I say that talking dirty with you on email or in our chats is in the top ten of my turn on experiences.  Speaking of chats, I will check every day at 2 my time and noon your time to see if are available to chat.

I hope you haven’t opened the attachment or scrolled to the bottom of this email to look at the picture I have attached.  It is my cock.  Hard.  I will tell you what I thought about to get it that way in a moment.

I am no longer a teenager, or even a young adult.  I usually indulge in some kind of stimulation if I have the urge to masturbate.  I usually read dirty stories.  Some times I will watch dirty videos.  Any more, I don’t usually just sit back and beat off to things in my mind without getting a jump start with something else.  I guess you were my something else just a few minutes ago.  I knew I owed you one.  Besides, reading your email had me hard.

So, I dropped my pants there at the computer.  I pulled up the picture of you and your cousin Lacey.  My cock was already semi-erect and stroking it made it grow harder.

Jill, there is a long pause here.  I still find myself worried about offending you.  I will trust that you will accept that fantasies are fantasies and having one does not necessarily mean that a person would want to make it come true.  People rarely share fantasies except in the most general of terms.  We’ve been friends a while now and I know you are being very free with me.  I may be the one being the most shy.  But, I will tell you exactly how I fantasize unless I sense that it was a mistake.

So, okay.  I looked at your picture and I tried to visualize in detail what you look like naked.  I imagined your toned, smooth skin.  Your breasts, topped by nipples erect in tight nubs.  Your cousin is lighter skinned than you and it looks like her breasts are smaller.  I imagined her naked as well.  I imagined each of you, side by side. For a moment.

In my mind, the hair between your legs was trimmed and I could see the slit of your pussy.  I was getting harder and started to feel the effects of my hand on my cock.  I imagined the two of you kissing, your breasts pressing each other, your nipples rubbing back and forth.

You said you wanted to hear about my lady friend, her friend, and me.  In my mind this morning I was flashing between my fantasy of you and my memory of her.  My friend is named Marie and her friend’s name is Lori.  For your visualizing detail, Marie has dark hair that is usually cut short.  She is not tall and her breasts are medium sized.  Her complexion is dark and she tans well.  Lori is light complexioned.  Her breasts are smaller and not as full.  Lori’s nipples are a pale pink and Marie’s are dark.  Lori’s hair is usually kept blond, or reddish blond or red.

The first time we ever kind of played around together as a threesome was like this:

We’d spent the day at the beach and ended up at Lori’s house watching a movie on television.  We’d had some wine.  Okay, we’d had a lot of wine.  There had been the usual smattering of sexual innuendo and double entrendes all afternoon.

At one point Marie came back into the living room and sat down on the floor, kind of leaning against my legs, with her arm on top of my thigh.

Lori said, “Whew, for a moment there I thought you were going to give him a blowjob.”

Marie raised her eyebrows and said, “You’d like that wouldn’t you, watching me give him a blow job.”  While she said that she actually reached up and fondled me. 

I could only say, “Ladies, ladies.”

Marie said, “You know you love it.”

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.  In bed we’d fantasized about Lori joining us.  I admit I was kind of wondering how far Marie was going to take this.  Hey, I’m a guy.  I was willing.

Lori, sitting next to me said, “I’m sure he enjoys having you on your knees.”

I just smiled and shrugged again.

“I know he does,” Marie said.

I could just smile, shrug, and nod my head.

Marie turned around and bobbed her head in my lap, not really touching.

“Like that, honey?” she asked, looking up at me sweetly.

Another smile and nod.

“Like watching?” she asked Lori.

“Looks hot to me.”

Lori said, “Must be kind of ego satisfying to have a girl on her knees in front of you, huh?”

They were teasing me, trying, perhaps, to embarrass me.  I decided to play their game.

I gave Lori a look and said, “Want to see what it feels like?”

I felt Marie’s hand tighten on my thigh, in a good way.

“Come here,” I said, patting my lap.

Lori met my challenge and moved to sit in my lap.  I scooted toward the edge of the couch and pulled her high.  I spread my legs and pulled her legs to the outside of mine.  She locked her ankles around the back of my legs.

To Marie, I said, “Now, pretend to give me a blow job.  Let her see what it looks like.”

Marie smiled and moved, kneeling between our legs.  She started to bob her head in my lap.  Everybody was laughing.

At first, I had my hands on Marie’s head, like I would if she was really giving me head.  I took Lori’s hands in mine and intertwined them into Marie’s hair, saying, “Feels powerful, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

Under cover of her bobbing head, Marie started caressing my cock, making me kind of squirm.

Lori kind of squirmed back.

Marie looked up and said, “You can’t really get the full effect like this.”

She looked at me carefully and moved her hand to grasp my zipper, waiting for me to stop her.  I didn’t.  I smiled and gave her an if-you-want-to look.  She started pulling it down slowly, watching for Lori’s reaction.  I couldn’t see the expression on Lori’s face, but Marie almost laughed and pulled my zipper down.  Lori’s hands were back on the sofa on either side of me while she watched.  I’m sure she was wondering just how far Marie would take this.

“Oh, God,” she said.

I jumped as Marie’s cool hand pushed through the leg hole of my briefs to grasp my cock.

She pulled it out and Lori enjoyed her first look at me.  She turned her head to look at me.  Her eyes glistened and I could feel her breathing.  She was obviously enjoying and getting turned on.  I smiled and did another of those what the hell shrugs.

“Oh, God,” she said again.  She turned back to watch.

The zipper caught me and I said, “Ouch.”

“Sorry,” Marie said.

Marie kissed just the tip of my cock and started tugging on my pants trying to pull them down.

I raised up, lifting Lori with me.  She unhooked her legs and spread them away from mine so Marie could pull my pants down.  That caused her to lean back against me.  I enjoyed feeling her back press against me.

My pants were tossed aside and I was naked from the waist down.  Lori was in my lap, the crotch of her shorts not quiet touching my erection.  Marie was on her knees between our spread legs and her gorgeous dark eyes looked up as she slowly lowered her mouth over me.

Lori was quiet.  I could feel her breath shorten as she watched.  I intertwined her fingers in Marie’s hair.  She held Marie’s head lightly as Marie’s mouth slid down over my cock and began to move rhythmically up and down.  Marie’s hands were on the top of my thighs.  It was very, very erotic.

“Can you see?” I whispered into Lori’s ear.

She nodded.

“Is it hot?”

She nodded.

Marie’s hands moved up and gripped Lori’s hips.  I put my hands over Marie’s.  Marie pushed my hands up toward Lori’s breasts. 

“Okay?” I asked, lightly kissing Lori’s neck.

Lori nodded.

I caressed her breasts through her blouse.  I took Marie’s hand and pressed it over Lori’s breast.  I could feel her caressing her friend.

Marie continued to suck my cock.  At one point she looked at me and, even with her mouth full of me, I could see her smile.

Marie’s hands went back to Lori’s hips and pulled her down so that her crotch was right against my cock.  She took me from her mouth and pushed my cock against Lori.  Lori squirmed.

“You like?” Marie asked.

“Oh, yes.”

Looking at me, Marie asked, “You okay?”

I smiled and nodded.

Looking back to Lori, she said, “This is what it looks like to be getting a blow job.  What do you think?”

“I think it is very hot.  You’re right,” she said to me, “it feels powerful.”

I said, “You think this feels powerful.  Try this.  Marie, get naked.”

Marie stood.  She took Lori’s hand and wrapped it around my cock.  As Lori started stroking me, I said, “And, that’s what it’s like to jack-off.”  She laughed.  My hands caressed her breasts.

Marie pulled her shirt over her head and removed her bra.  She slipped her shorts and panties off and, naked, smiling shyly, got back on her knees.  Marie wrapped her hand around Lori’s around my cock and the two of them stroked me while Marie’s mouth surrounded the tip of my cock and her tongue twirled against me.

“It’s better when she is naked.  Isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

I pulled Lori’s shirt from where it was tucked into her pants and slid my hands up under her bra for my first feel of her bare breasts.

Lori leaned forward and pulled her shirt off.  I unhooked her bra and tossed it aside.  She leaned back against me.  I nuzzled and kissed her neck while fondling her breasts, pulling lightly on her nipples, moving my hips in rhythm with Marie’s attention to my cock.

Marie said, “Ya’ll get naked.”  Lori climbed off my lap and slid off her shorts and panties while I took off my shirt.  Lori blushes very prettily.

Lori got back in position in my lap, spreading her legs and locking her ankles behind my legs.  Marie leaned forward again and started sucking me.  Lori’s bare ass against my belly felt exquisite.  Lori’s hands went back to Marie’s head.  I could feel Marie’s hand around me and I pressed Lori forward so that, as Marie stroked my cock, her hand would be rubbing against Lori. 

Lori inhaled sharply, leaned her head back and made a delightfully sexual groan.  Her hips began to rock.

It is difficult for me to come from a blow-job, but this one was working.  Marie’s mouth on me, Lori’s bare ass and back against me, seeing and fondling her breasts for the first time, the scent, the sounds . . . everything was working in favor of an orgasm.

“I’m going to come, sweetie.”

Marie stroked faster and used her mouth on me.  Marie is a woman that truly loves to give a blow-job.  She has been known to orgasm without touching herself while giving head.

Lori was leaning forward to watch.  I had my head back and my eyes closed most of the time, but I’ve seen it myself and can imagine that Marie was looking up at Lori and Lori could see those eyes and my cock, glistening as Marie’s mouth slid up and down.

I started to come, lifting Lori as my hips flexed upward.

Marie took the first spurt into her mouth and then pressed my cock upward, holding it toward Lori’s stomach as she stroked me and licked the underside of my cock.  Her other hand caressed my balls.  My come hit Lori’s stomach and Lori smeared it around with her hand.

It was a very fine moment in time.

We didn’t really do anything else that afternoon.  What we’d done was kind of an introduction to possibilities.  I wanted the chance to talk about it to Marie, to determine her desires, to discuss boundaries and possibilities.  Lori and Marie needed a chance to talk together.  Maybe it wouldn’t happen again, but meanwhile I had a good, erotic memory of seeing them both naked together, feeling Marie’s mouth on me while Lori was naked beneath my hands, enjoying the combined scent or them both, and having a pretty good orgasm.  I expected more would happen later, and as I’m sure you and I will discuss, it did.

Meanwhile, while I worry about your reaction to my wanton behavior (not real worried, just a little) I’ll continue with what eventually made me come last night.

Memories of that past experienced intermingled with fantasies about you and about you and your cousin.  I pictured you in bed with your legs spread while you fingered yourself.  I pictured you and your cousin naked side by side, legs spread, your hands between each other’s legs, showing me, letting me watch.

I slowed the movement of my hand on my cock, closed my eyes and tried to picture in detail the way your pussy might look, the way your breasts move when you lay on your back fingering yourself.  I imagined you slipping two fingers inside yourself while thinking of me.  I imagined your scent, the warmth of your breasts, the sounds that you might make…

Eventually, as I got closer to orgasm, and pausing only once to get the attached picture, I began to imagine you… and what it would be like to be kissing and sucking your nipples, feeling your back arched in pleasure as one hand held the heat between your legs, feeling your thighs under my lips as I kissed my way up to taste your pussy.  I imagined you leaning over to take me in your mouth, I imagined my hands on your ass pulling you to my face as we enjoyed sixty-nine.  I imagined the warm slick softness of you beneath my tongue and imagined the taste of you.  I remembered how you said earlier that your wetness was in the crack of your ass and I imagined licking that wetness from you, my tongue dipping into the wet warmth of your pussy and then following the trail of your excitement to lick that wetness from between the cheeks of your ass. 

And I came.  Perhaps a minute after the attached picture was made.

Sincerely,

Maq