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THE FACILITATOR (A LESBIAN TALE)- PART 1
“Hello ? Jasmine ? Did you get my envelope ?”, asked the woman on the phone
“Yes I did, sweetie. I have all I need to proceed. “, answered Jasmine
“Do you need a cheque right away ?”, asked the lady in a hurried voice
“No…only when the meeting has taken place. If the whole thing falls apart, it’s my loss”, reassured Jasmine.
Jasmine knew the woman’s first name and it was all based on trust. At 35, she knew the lesbian world: the traditions, where they hung out, what they were looking for, the married ones versus the single ones, the likes and dislikes, the colour and age barriers. She had been hanging out with lesbians since she was 15. Her mother was a lesbian hooker in a cheap part of town. Jasmine stole her clients when she turned 18, rented a flat and serviced two women a day until she turned 21. She had enough money to buy a house in the suburbs. She stopped hooking and went clean. Jasmine was a beautiful lady. Tall brunette with a good pair and an ass to go with. She had fine facial features and beautiful brown eyes. When she frolicked with women, she did it for the pleasure, not the money. A few years ago, she noticed that some lesbians had trouble getting a date, couldn’t or wouldn’t get into a complicated affair, didn’t want to come out of the closet, especially if they were married or well-known. Jasmine decided to be a matchmaker or better still, a “facilitator”. She just brought lesbians together for quick sex, then they were on their own if they wanted to pursue the affair. Jasmine was there to get them going. She was like a dating service without the computer. To see how she worked, I’ll be giving you a few examples. I won’t be using real names.
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Rhonda’s envelope contained two smaller envelopes. The first one had three pictures of herself in the nude, one with her legs open, one showing her ass and the other a close-up of her face. The other envelope had telephoto shots of Angela, the woman she wanted to fuck, her address at home and her workplace, a travel agency. She suspected Angela was a lesbian, but she wasn’t sure. She wanted to know if she was and she wanted to meet her and have sex. She favored quick dressed sex for the first meeting then she would see if she wanted to continue.
Jasmine had her work cut out for her. The pictures of Angela were clear enough, but Jasmine got a few more with a small concealed camera when Angela left work. She showed her picture to a few people in the downtown lesbian clubs, but nobody had seen her. She decided to meet Angela face to face so she went to her workplace 15 minutes before closing time.
“We close at 6 PM so I can’t be much help. Maybe you would want to come back another day”, Angela said in a apologetic tone.
“That’s ok”, said Jasmine,”I wanted some ads for a special trip”.
Angela was by no means ugly but Jasmine wondered what attracted her customer to this woman in particular. She looked a bit nerdy, was a little plump and had no tits to speak of.
“To each her own”, thought Jasmine.
The floor had five other travel agents so it was not a place to chat. Jasmine took a piece of paper from a pad on Angela’s desk and wrote “Lesbian Cruises” and gave it to Angela.
The travel agent smiled nervously and looked uncomfortable, moving her ass around on her chair. She got up and found a few pamphlets which she gave Jasmine.
“I do have to go now”, Angela said , “I can’t miss my bus”.
“No worry”, said Jasmine.” I’ll drive you home and we can chat”.
The two women got up to leave. Angela looked like someone who was getting k**napped.
“Don’t be afraid”, whispered Jasmine, “I have to talk to you about something special”.
Angela seemed in shock and said nothing until she was in the car with Jasmine.
“Where do you live ?”, asked Jasmine
“Roxboro”, answered Angela in a weak voice.
Jasmine put her hand on Angela’s thigh and asked her if she liked girls. Angela stuttered and said she did but had little experience. Jasmine was straight forward with her and told her about Rhonda and the crush she had on her. Jasmine then took the envelope from her handbag and showed her the pictures of naked Rhonda. Angela smiled and remembered her from last year.
“It’s funny. She didn’t even open up with me. I thought she was attractive but I never imagined she liked me”, said Angela obviously pleased.
Jasmine looked at Angela in the eye and asked her if she wanted to get together with Rhonda.
“Yes I would”, said Angela giving Jasmine a huge smile.
Jasmine wrote down the name of a downtown lesbian club and told her she and Rhonda would be waiting for her there. She warned her that the first “encounter” might be quick and dirty.
“I know, said Angela, but we can make it longer next time”
Jasmine beamed. That was easy.
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Rhonda was also very happy when she learned she would get together with Angela.
The meeting took place at the Antoinette club. Jasmine and Rhonda were sitting at a table when Angela walked in. She was wearing loose garments and no bra. Jasmine had a feeling that Angela wasn’t as pure as she seemed at the agency. After a few minutes of chit chat, Jasmine made a sign to the waitress she knew, and the three women moved to the ladies room.
Rhonda and Angela were nervous but their lust for each other was glowing as they walked holding each other by the waist. There was only an older woman washing her hands in the large room. Jasmine escorted the two lesbians to a stall which was far from the door. Jasmine came into the stall with them to set them up. They didn’t need much help and gave the impression they had done this several times before. Rhonda was the aggressor as she pushed her lover against the partition. Both women took a wide stance and a hand went under the other’s skirt. Jasmine had a feeling neither wore panties. They kissed, smearing lipstick all over each other’s face. One hand unbuttoned their blouse and started squeezing tits while the other was still busy rubbing wet labia. Jasmine figured she wasn’t needed anymore and left, closing the door behind her.
As Jasmine expected, the older woman was waiting for her. They both remembered meeting before. The lady looked 50 but was probably 60. Jasmine had serviced her when she was a hooker. Jasmine was butt-naked under her tight short skirt. The action in the stall had made her horny.
“Do you want to play ?”, said the lady, putting her hand squarely on Jasmine’s mound through her skirt.
The two women walked into a stall as another couple entered the room. As soon as they entered the stall, the two lesbians wiggled their ass as they raised their tight skirt which stayed up as the clothing pressed against their thighs. Jasmine leaned against the partition as the lady started eating her cunt. Jasmine closed her eyes as she had done hundreds of times in pubic washrooms around the city. The woman was experienced and gave Jasmine a pretty sizeable orgasm. They switched positions and Jasmine had a mouthful of pubic hair as she rubbed her nose against the older lesbian’s clit. The woman squirted a few minutes later.
“Wait for me here”, said Jasmine
She went to the stall where she had placed Rhonda and Angela. It was empty. They had flowed the coop to go mate somewhere more private.
Jasmine joined her new lover who pinned her to the partition.
“Cunt play at my place ?” asked the woman
“Yes cunt play and I remembered you like other things too”, said Jasmine with a smile
“I still do”, said the woman
They washed their hands and face and left the club.
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Beverly, or Bev as she was usually called, had slept with Jasmine off and on since she was a legal hooker. Bev was a professor of law at the local university and was approaching 60. She always looked fantastic and was always well dressed (except when she was naked in bed with another woman). Everyone knew she was a lesbian and nobody cared. She had called Jasmine because the university was hosting an international meeting of professors. Bev had been contacted by a Dutch colleague she had once met at another meeting in Amsterdam. Bev was very attracted to Ingrid but she wasn’t sure if she was a lesbian or not. She had never married and Bev’s inquiries to other colleagues didn’t give any suitable results. Bev didn’t feel like handling this one alone and was afraid that if she made a pass at Ingrid, she had to be sure of the outcome.
Bev and Ingrid had planned a dinner together at the hotel where Ingrid stayed. Jasmine was to take care of the rest.
The two professors had been eating and drinking good wine for nearly two hours when Jasmine walked by the table pretending not to see Bev.
“Jasmine !”, Beverly called out
“Beverly”, replied Jasmine and the two women hugged tightly.
Presentations were made and Jasmine agreed to have coffee with them. To their surprise, Ingrid invited them to her room to have coffee and a night cap. Jasmine had a complicated plan to get up there, but it was not needed any more.
The three women found themselves in Ingrid’s room drinking coffee with a good dose of Grand Marnier. Ingrid and Bev were sitting side by side on a small couch and Jasmine was in a large chair. Ingrid began to ask how Bev and Jasmine had met since the age difference would not have put them at university or maybe Jasmine had been a student, etc….etc….The two professors touched each other throughout the conversation and Jasmine felt that there was a good feeling between the two women. At one point, Beverly, who pretended to be a little drunk after the wine and the cognac, walked over to Jasmine saying how wonderful it was to see her again. Jasmine had also stood. Bev gave Jasmine a kiss on the cheek, and Jasmine kissed her back but on the lips.
“Oh, how sweet a kiss”, yelled Ingrid as she stood and walked over to her guests.
It was Bev’s chance and she stood face to face with Ingrid and planted a kiss on her full red lips.
Ingrid kissed her back and the two women tongue-kissed while Jasmine watched smiling. It was the signal, and everyone began to undress. Jasmine was naked first, then Bev and last was Ingrid who was slowed down by the fact she was shaking with excitement and lust.
Jasmine was the onlooker as the two plump 60-year-old lesbians rolled on the floor, mouth to cunt, grabbing each other’s ass with both hands. Jasmine rubbed herself while watching the mutual suck. They had both been waiting for this moment for years. They screamed their orgasm and quickly went back to the face to face position so they could mix their juices and kiss.
Jasmine approached the couple and suggested they rub cunts. There was a minute of hesitation as neither woman knew who would end up on top. Jasmine knew Bev was not a butch, so she invited Ingrid to get on top which she did. Jasmine was not totally objective since she wanted to taste the Dutch woman’s ass. As soon as the two older women began to move one against the other, Jasmine opened Ingrid’s buttocks and plucked her hard tongue in the puckered hole. Ingrid howled with pleasure as she felt her secret hole penetrated. The professors fucked even harder as Jasmine was servicing the Dutch lesbian. Ingrid fucked Bev like a pro. The two mated hard, rubbing cunts and having their tits flap all over the place.
The three women sucked and fucked through the night. Bev was surprised to see how good Ingrid was until the Dutch woman told her she had been a practicing lesbian since her late teens. Ingrid also liked kinky sex, and all enjoyed spraying each other in the bath and on the toilet.
Jasmine was dead tired when she got home the next morning. I know she has a lot more stories to tell us, if anyone is willing to liste. Bye for now.
THE END
“Hello ? Jasmine ? Did you get my envelope ?”, asked the woman on the phone
“Yes I did, sweetie. I have all I need to proceed. “, answered Jasmine
“Do you need a cheque right away ?”, asked the lady in a hurried voice
“No…only when the meeting has taken place. If the whole thing falls apart, it’s my loss”, reassured Jasmine.
Jasmine knew the woman’s first name and it was all based on trust. At 35, she knew the lesbian world: the traditions, where they hung out, what they were looking for, the married ones versus the single ones, the likes and dislikes, the colour and age barriers. She had been hanging out with lesbians since she was 15. Her mother was a lesbian hooker in a cheap part of town. Jasmine stole her clients when she turned 18, rented a flat and serviced two women a day until she turned 21. She had enough money to buy a house in the suburbs. She stopped hooking and went clean. Jasmine was a beautiful lady. Tall brunette with a good pair and an ass to go with. She had fine facial features and beautiful brown eyes. When she frolicked with women, she did it for the pleasure, not the money. A few years ago, she noticed that some lesbians had trouble getting a date, couldn’t or wouldn’t get into a complicated affair, didn’t want to come out of the closet, especially if they were married or well-known. Jasmine decided to be a matchmaker or better still, a “facilitator”. She just brought lesbians together for quick sex, then they were on their own if they wanted to pursue the affair. Jasmine was there to get them going. She was like a dating service without the computer. To see how she worked, I’ll be giving you a few examples. I won’t be using real names.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rhonda’s envelope contained two smaller envelopes. The first one had three pictures of herself in the nude, one with her legs open, one showing her ass and the other a close-up of her face. The other envelope had telephoto shots of Angela, the woman she wanted to fuck, her address at home and her workplace, a travel agency. She suspected Angela was a lesbian, but she wasn’t sure. She wanted to know if she was and she wanted to meet her and have sex. She favored quick dressed sex for the first meeting then she would see if she wanted to continue.
Jasmine had her work cut out for her. The pictures of Angela were clear enough, but Jasmine got a few more with a small concealed camera when Angela left work. She showed her picture to a few people in the downtown lesbian clubs, but nobody had seen her. She decided to meet Angela face to face so she went to her workplace 15 minutes before closing time.
“We close at 6 PM so I can’t be much help. Maybe you would want to come back another day”, Angela said in a apologetic tone.
“That’s ok”, said Jasmine,”I wanted some ads for a special trip”.
Angela was by no means ugly but Jasmine wondered what attracted her customer to this woman in particular. She looked a bit nerdy, was a little plump and had no tits to speak of.
“To each her own”, thought Jasmine.
The floor had five other travel agents so it was not a place to chat. Jasmine took a piece of paper from a pad on Angela’s desk and wrote “Lesbian Cruises” and gave it to Angela.
The travel agent smiled nervously and looked uncomfortable, moving her ass around on her chair. She got up and found a few pamphlets which she gave Jasmine.
“I do have to go now”, Angela said , “I can’t miss my bus”.
“No worry”, said Jasmine.” I’ll drive you home and we can chat”.
The two women got up to leave. Angela looked like someone who was getting k**napped.
“Don’t be afraid”, whispered Jasmine, “I have to talk to you about something special”.
Angela seemed in shock and said nothing until she was in the car with Jasmine.
“Where do you live ?”, asked Jasmine
“Roxboro”, answered Angela in a weak voice.
Jasmine put her hand on Angela’s thigh and asked her if she liked girls. Angela stuttered and said she did but had little experience. Jasmine was straight forward with her and told her about Rhonda and the crush she had on her. Jasmine then took the envelope from her handbag and showed her the pictures of naked Rhonda. Angela smiled and remembered her from last year.
“It’s funny. She didn’t even open up with me. I thought she was attractive but I never imagined she liked me”, said Angela obviously pleased.
Jasmine looked at Angela in the eye and asked her if she wanted to get together with Rhonda.
“Yes I would”, said Angela giving Jasmine a huge smile.
Jasmine wrote down the name of a downtown lesbian club and told her she and Rhonda would be waiting for her there. She warned her that the first “encounter” might be quick and dirty.
“I know, said Angela, but we can make it longer next time”
Jasmine beamed. That was easy.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rhonda was also very happy when she learned she would get together with Angela.
The meeting took place at the Antoinette club. Jasmine and Rhonda were sitting at a table when Angela walked in. She was wearing loose garments and no bra. Jasmine had a feeling that Angela wasn’t as pure as she seemed at the agency. After a few minutes of chit chat, Jasmine made a sign to the waitress she knew, and the three women moved to the ladies room.
Rhonda and Angela were nervous but their lust for each other was glowing as they walked holding each other by the waist. There was only an older woman washing her hands in the large room. Jasmine escorted the two lesbians to a stall which was far from the door. Jasmine came into the stall with them to set them up. They didn’t need much help and gave the impression they had done this several times before. Rhonda was the aggressor as she pushed her lover against the partition. Both women took a wide stance and a hand went under the other’s skirt. Jasmine had a feeling neither wore panties. They kissed, smearing lipstick all over each other’s face. One hand unbuttoned their blouse and started squeezing tits while the other was still busy rubbing wet labia. Jasmine figured she wasn’t needed anymore and left, closing the door behind her.
As Jasmine expected, the older woman was waiting for her. They both remembered meeting before. The lady looked 50 but was probably 60. Jasmine had serviced her when she was a hooker. Jasmine was butt-naked under her tight short skirt. The action in the stall had made her horny.
“Do you want to play ?”, said the lady, putting her hand squarely on Jasmine’s mound through her skirt.
The two women walked into a stall as another couple entered the room. As soon as they entered the stall, the two lesbians wiggled their ass as they raised their tight skirt which stayed up as the clothing pressed against their thighs. Jasmine leaned against the partition as the lady started eating her cunt. Jasmine closed her eyes as she had done hundreds of times in pubic washrooms around the city. The woman was experienced and gave Jasmine a pretty sizeable orgasm. They switched positions and Jasmine had a mouthful of pubic hair as she rubbed her nose against the older lesbian’s clit. The woman squirted a few minutes later.
“Wait for me here”, said Jasmine
She went to the stall where she had placed Rhonda and Angela. It was empty. They had flowed the coop to go mate somewhere more private.
Jasmine joined her new lover who pinned her to the partition.
“Cunt play at my place ?” asked the woman
“Yes cunt play and I remembered you like other things too”, said Jasmine with a smile
“I still do”, said the woman
They washed their hands and face and left the club.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Beverly, or Bev as she was usually called, had slept with Jasmine off and on since she was a legal hooker. Bev was a professor of law at the local university and was approaching 60. She always looked fantastic and was always well dressed (except when she was naked in bed with another woman). Everyone knew she was a lesbian and nobody cared. She had called Jasmine because the university was hosting an international meeting of professors. Bev had been contacted by a Dutch colleague she had once met at another meeting in Amsterdam. Bev was very attracted to Ingrid but she wasn’t sure if she was a lesbian or not. She had never married and Bev’s inquiries to other colleagues didn’t give any suitable results. Bev didn’t feel like handling this one alone and was afraid that if she made a pass at Ingrid, she had to be sure of the outcome.
Bev and Ingrid had planned a dinner together at the hotel where Ingrid stayed. Jasmine was to take care of the rest.
The two professors had been eating and drinking good wine for nearly two hours when Jasmine walked by the table pretending not to see Bev.
“Jasmine !”, Beverly called out
“Beverly”, replied Jasmine and the two women hugged tightly.
Presentations were made and Jasmine agreed to have coffee with them. To their surprise, Ingrid invited them to her room to have coffee and a night cap. Jasmine had a complicated plan to get up there, but it was not needed any more.
The three women found themselves in Ingrid’s room drinking coffee with a good dose of Grand Marnier. Ingrid and Bev were sitting side by side on a small couch and Jasmine was in a large chair. Ingrid began to ask how Bev and Jasmine had met since the age difference would not have put them at university or maybe Jasmine had been a student, etc….etc….The two professors touched each other throughout the conversation and Jasmine felt that there was a good feeling between the two women. At one point, Beverly, who pretended to be a little drunk after the wine and the cognac, walked over to Jasmine saying how wonderful it was to see her again. Jasmine had also stood. Bev gave Jasmine a kiss on the cheek, and Jasmine kissed her back but on the lips.
“Oh, how sweet a kiss”, yelled Ingrid as she stood and walked over to her guests.
It was Bev’s chance and she stood face to face with Ingrid and planted a kiss on her full red lips.
Ingrid kissed her back and the two women tongue-kissed while Jasmine watched smiling. It was the signal, and everyone began to undress. Jasmine was naked first, then Bev and last was Ingrid who was slowed down by the fact she was shaking with excitement and lust.
Jasmine was the onlooker as the two plump 60-year-old lesbians rolled on the floor, mouth to cunt, grabbing each other’s ass with both hands. Jasmine rubbed herself while watching the mutual suck. They had both been waiting for this moment for years. They screamed their orgasm and quickly went back to the face to face position so they could mix their juices and kiss.
Jasmine approached the couple and suggested they rub cunts. There was a minute of hesitation as neither woman knew who would end up on top. Jasmine knew Bev was not a butch, so she invited Ingrid to get on top which she did. Jasmine was not totally objective since she wanted to taste the Dutch woman’s ass. As soon as the two older women began to move one against the other, Jasmine opened Ingrid’s buttocks and plucked her hard tongue in the puckered hole. Ingrid howled with pleasure as she felt her secret hole penetrated. The professors fucked even harder as Jasmine was servicing the Dutch lesbian. Ingrid fucked Bev like a pro. The two mated hard, rubbing cunts and having their tits flap all over the place.
The three women sucked and fucked through the night. Bev was surprised to see how good Ingrid was until the Dutch woman told her she had been a practicing lesbian since her late teens. Ingrid also liked kinky sex, and all enjoyed spraying each other in the bath and on the toilet.
Jasmine was dead tired when she got home the next morning. I know she has a lot more stories to tell us, if anyone is willing to liste. Bye for now.
THE END
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