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Janette Klein (revised version)

(A young voyeur gets help from a bisexual girl to arrange a lesbian tryst between two heterosexual colleagues.)

Winter. It’s snowing outside. The streets slowly turn white. I’m on the first floor. My fingertips touch the cold glass of the balcony doors. I stare at the snowdrifts, the bare trees, the grey sludge on the narrow road below. People in dark overcoats walk past the chemist store on the opposite side. It’s late November. Christmas is around the corner. Tinsel is popping up everywhere. I feel tired, downbeat. I just needed to get away from my Mac. My eyes are hurting, my brain exhausted. Too many projects, meetings, concepts, deadlines.

Hmmm? Oh, yes, I’m sorry. My name is Jonas Decker, Art Director at a small Frankfurt ad agency. I’m twenty-nine years old, university educated, dark brown half long hair, tall and slender, broad shoulders, habitually dressed in black skivvies.

The agency is a small one, only ten people. Located in an old building on the first floor. White walls, stucco high ceilings, light grey carpet, modern furniture. There’s management, creative and production. I share a room with a young, female, inexperienced copywriter. She joined the agency only recently.

Not ideal, but more about that later.

To be brutally honest; I’m here just over a year but can’t wait to leave. This place is too stale. I’m talented. A good creative with a funny bone. I’m a nice person, but a loner, because of past circumstances. Never had a girlfriend. Girls sometimes ask me out. I turn them all down. I don’t go out. I don’t do well with people beyond business. I don’t connect. They’re alien to me. I haven’t found my place yet in this world.

I’m still ‘searching’.

I don’t have a sex life. It’s too much of an effort. A wank-a-week takes care of it. I’m trapped in that pattern. Lack of confidence, severe lack of skills, no motivation. As I said, I’ll be brutally honest. God, look at that snow coming down.

“Jonas, hello, Earth to Jonas…” I turn around. I look into an elegant, smiling face. Perfect teeth.

“Hmmm?? Oh, it’s you Janette. Didn’t hear you. I was far away.”

Janette Klein. The copywriter I mentioned. Just came back from the kitchen with two coffees. We’re working on some concepts today. She’s only new at it. I do 80% of the work; she does the rest. She takes credit for the job in front of the boss. I don’t care. In a few months I will resign. They’ll find out about her abilities when I’m gone.

You’ve got to hand it to her though; she is all class and style. Twenty-two, long straight auburn hair, medium height, slim, almost skinny figure with a lovely small bottom in her nicely fitted jeans. Has an engaging toothy white smile. Wears designer clothes, bought only during sales. She’s not silly. But definitely haughty and snobbish with her pearl earrings and aloof behavior.

She has a boyfriend. Accountant.

All here secretly desire her. How much, I found out two days ago. I got a courtesy call from an acquaintance. Tina is a freelancer. I worked with her at an agency in Munich. She is bisexual, with short curly black hair, a masculine face and brooding erotic eyes.

Gosh, those eyes… just thinking about them makes me shiver…

After Tina’s call I went down the hallway. The production manager has her own office. Blonde Gaby Hoffmann is a 30-something down-to-earth professional. Intelligent, reserved, pleasant smile, open mind.

We talked about some projects. I mentioned Tina’s call, what she was working on, and, oh yes… her penchant for… girls… Gaby’s eyes changed. She looked interested… I asked her. Would she do it with a girl? A moment silence, a faint hesitant smile, a slight nod. I left and returned to my desk. Janette wasn’t there and I continued my work. A while later Gaby came in. Our previous talk… It had sparked something. “You know Jonas,” she whispered, while leaning on the edge of my desk; “I would love to do it with… someone like Janette…” Her words took me by surprise. I read the arousal in her eyes. For a moment her respectable veneer had vanished. The next day in the small kitchen, she slowly moved past me. Her fingers slightly touched my hand. I understood her gesture. Our conversation the other day, her secret erotic desire... If I could organize it she would be ready… willing…

Very willing…

That sparked the idea. A darkened hotel room, erotic music, a single red light. Janette and Gaby together… naked, intertwined, grinding, fucking. I’m a visual person. I like creative concepts, details. I like to watch.

I’m away from the window, back in front of my Mac. Janette is at her desk, working on her copy lines. My eyes wander to her fingers, her hair, her face, her lips. I visualize her with Gaby. Naked, scissoring, their open mouths locked together. I turn to my Mac and write an email to Tina. I explain the situation, the problem, and possible solution. I need her advice, how to make things happen.

Tina Kaiser’s perspective:

Hmmm? Oh yes, …yes, I remember. I called Jonas Decker in Frankfurt a while ago. You know, I’m a freelancer. I create small banners and gadgets for sites and mobiles. So I have to stay in touch with agencies. It’s all about contacts. Yes, I got this email from him. Bit of a surprise, pleasant one, that is. I mean, the content. Jonas Decker, wow. He’s a loner isn’t he? I never thought he would be into erotic stuff… an unexpected side of him… pretty cool.

I don’t know what Jonas told you about me, but, eh, …if I’m not busy working I am pursuing… other things... How shall I put it; I go to certain parties, clubs, …to find certain people, …guys, girls, couples. I am a very, eh, …sexual… kind of girl. I think Jonas sensed that. Good that he emailed me. Gives me time to think, to read it again. I’ll call him tonight, away from work, on his cell phone.

9pm. Dialing. “Oh, Jonas? Yeah, it’s Tina here. I got your email. Wow, that was interesting. Unusual topic for you. I eh, I thought about it. Yes, yes I met Gaby. I did some jobs for her a while ago. Wouldn’t mind meeting that new girl myself. Maybe I could be a part of the mix. You know, eh, I have time… I’ll make time. I’ll come over if you want me to… What? Well, I’ll email you my photo, I’ll write down some thoughts. First, tell her about me. Then, show her the photo. Go slow. Ask her about girls. Would she consider it? Don’t push. Let her mind do the work. I could come over on Friday. It’s only a few hours by train. I would stay at your hotel and be back late on Saturday. We could go for late drinks. I’ll try to gently persuade her. Then I get Gaby into it. What? Sure Jonas, yes, definitely my pleasure. Very much looking forward to it. Yes, see you on Friday.”

Janette Klein’s perspective:

Friday 8am. Packed train, snow and ice outside. The landscape flies past. My third week at the agency. Client meeting yesterday morning went well. I was nervous, felt this pit in my stomach. Thank God Jonas did all the talking. He knew what to do. I see him glance at me at times. He’ll probably think I’m incompetent, stand offish, a snob... It’s just my little ‘mask’ I hide behind…

Gosh, it’s cold, even in the train. My hands are freezing. I should have worn gloves. Good that I am wearing my jeans and blue sweater over my white shirt. I love this long beige cashmere overcoat…

I wonder why Jonas told me about this freelance girl. What was her name again? Can’t remember. He said that she was, wait for it, …bisexual… and was into girls. He ‘intranet’ me her picture. Did I like what I saw? I did actually. If I had ever thought of doing it with a girl, he asked… it was so shocking, inappropriate, a totally different side of him. He sounded like a pervert. I felt embarrassed, I blushed, I laughed it off, dismissed it.

My ‘mask’…

But why do I still think about it… I’m not like that, but maybe, secretly… I don’t know... The thought makes me nervous. It’s kind of wild, exciting. Jonas said she’d be in this afternoon. Something about a project. What will she be like? What if I like her, or she likes me, tries a move on me in front of Jonas… what will I do? Gosh, this is my station. The doors are already open. Quickly! I’m so in thoughts I almost missed it. Look at all that snow coming down. Thank god the agency is just down the road…

Gaby Hoffmann’s perspective:

10am Friday morning. Jonas is in my room. We talk about a few deadlines. He slowly closes the door. Tina will be in around 3pm. I think of last week. The lesbian thing. The thought is still creating havoc in my mind. It distracts me from work. I would be available and willing, yes, very willing… to somehow fuck Janette. For a moment I visualize her without those elegant clothes… stark naked… I slightly squeeze my legs together. “Is Tina here because of a project?” I ask. Jonas looks at me, and leans over. “Well… no,” he whispers. “She’s here to eh, well, …seduce… Janette, for you.” I look at him with shocked eyes, speechless. I blush. This is it. It suddenly becomes reality. “You mean you’re actually going through with this, …oh my God…”

I feel his fingers sliding through my hair, gently caressing my face. Our eyes meet. “If you see Tina enter the room, join her. I’ll leave. Follow her hints. I’ll book a room for tonight if she succeeds. Tell your boyfriend you’ll be late… agency drinks.” I am just nodding. I am shaking like a leaf. The sexual tension hits me like a fever. Around 3pm I’m in the kitchen, making coffee. I’m on edge. The teaspoon trembles in my fingers. The adrenaline rushes through me. I spot Tina coming through the front door. She looks sharp in a dark two-piece, tailored suit and white shirt. She leaves her overnight bag at reception, goes down the corridor into Jonas’ room. I take a deep breath, gather my courage and wander slowly down the hallway. I glance at the receptionist. She’s completely oblivious to what’s going on. My heart races, I quiver as I slowly turn the door handle.

I spot Tina and Janette on the left, leaning against the wall. Jonas is at his desk. “Gaby, you remember Tina…” Our eyes meet. We nod and whisper ‘hello’. A hint of a smile flashes across her face. She detects my nervousness. Jonas leaves the room with some papers. I move to the far corner, out of the way, and observe how Tina weaves her magic. She looks confident, slightly masculine in her outfit. Her white shirts’ high collar fits neatly under her short black curly hair. She wears a flashy gold chain around her neck, and matching band on her wrist. I notice her light tan, her mesmerizing erotic eyes. She inches closer to Janette, who lowers her gaze. She blushes. I follow Tina’s subtle fingers playing with her hair, caressing her face. They talk softly, they whisper, they smile… Janette glances over. Tina tells her to ignore me. She brings her mouth closer to Janette’s. Their lips touch. Janette doesn’t resist.

Watching it makes my heart jump.

Slowly their kissing gathers speed, turns more luscious, intense, as Tina keeps up the momentum. It’s almost getting frantic, the way they’re pressing their open mouths onto each other. While kissing, I see a subtle gesture of her hand. I slowly move out of my corner, closer, then leaning against the wall right next to them. I stare at their intense kissing. Tina’s hand behind Janette’s head. Their aroused expressions. Those open mouths pressing square onto each other. Their lips sliding, sucking, eating. Gradually they slow down. Their open mouths unlock. Janette is gasping for air. She looks flustered, confused, aroused. “Kiss her Janette, Just kiss her…” I hear Tina’s encouraging whispers. I see her licking and sucking Janette’s neck. This is my chance. I take the initiative. Janette moans, closes her eyes. I bring my mouth closer to hers. I look at her elegant face. I feel how our lips touch and slowly lock into each other. “Wow” is the only word my brain can come up with. I thought this could never happen.

An impossible dream.

Now I feel her soft lips, I taste her saliva, her hot breath. My tongue slides over her perfect teeth. I marvel at what’s happening, I lose myself in the moment. My hand gently slides up her neck, behind her head. I glance at Tina. She’s still sucking her neck. The kissing intensifies. Our open mouths meet squarely. We moan. Tina and me both go wild on her. This beautiful girl. We’re eating her up. Our tongues are dancing. Our saliva mixes. Too soon Janette pulls out. Tina whispers in her ear. It’s about this evening. About calling her boyfriend with an excuse. About a hotel room for the night.

It’s about hot lesbian sex.

I greedily suck and taste her mouth one last time before leaving the room. I feel light-headed, breathless. I wander down the hallway. I’m utterly absorbed by what just happened. In the kitchen Jonas is waiting. I briefly glance at him. I reveal my flushed face, he sees me tremble, senses the state I’m in. “Oh my God Jonas,” I whisper breathlessly. I slowly turn around. Halfway down the hallway I pause and glance at him. I go back to my office and close the door. I can’t think or work right now. The prospect of wild fucking… Me, Janette and Tina naked… it’s driving me crazy. I squeeze my legs together, trying to control the twitching. I’m so worked up I’m shivering.

The door slowly opens. It’s Tina. I get up from behind my desk. In the state I am, she can do whatever she wants with me. She reads my mood, pins me against the wall and aggressively plants her mouth squarely on mine. Her hand runs through my messed up hair, squeezing my breasts, sliding over my jeans between my legs. We kiss like crazy, sucking and eating each other’s faces. We are both hungry, but need to come up for air. “I fuck her first tonight,” I hear her whisper. “Watch me, I’ll give you a sign, then you take over. We can’t give her a break; she would change her mind and bolt… Jonas will be there, in the darkness, at the back of the room. Watching.”

Janette Klein’s perspective:

Fifth floor, room 506. The sliding doors close. I feel the elevator accelerating. I was so nervous today. Not sure what to expect. Was really curious what Tina would be like. Jonas was right about her eyes… very hot and brooding. She is so comfortable to be with, so sexy. She really wanted to kiss me. She coaxed me slowly into it. It helped that Jonas left the room. I was unsure about Gaby. What was she doing, watching us? Then suddenly she was next to me. I never thought about kissing her… she’s not my type. But after Tina it felt so natural. Touching Gaby’s hair, her face, her lips, our tongues tasting each other. Then both of them were all over me. We first went to the agency’s café. I felt more relaxed after a few drinks. Afterwards, outside, Tina led me down the road into a portico. She felt so hot and sexy. She forced her mouth onto mine. I tried to keep up with her. She took control as we both frantically kissed. A jolt ran through my body. I felt her hand underneath my cashmere coat. I gasped. I was out of breath. It ran down my midriff, groping me through my jeans, pushing in between my legs. I moaned, I was aroused, dazed. I looked over her shoulder. I locked eyes with Gaby, standing behind her. I felt Tina’s lips traveling up my neck. She whispered to me about a hotel down the road.

I feel the elevator slowing down. There’s our floor, and our number. Tina has the keycard. Hmm, nice suite, very large, dark, luxurious, red light, background music. I recognize it; ‘Cleopatra in New York’, sounds a bit Arabic.

The arousal. The anticipation. I am shaking. My overcoat drops onto the floor. I take off my sweater. Tina and I continue where we left off. Intertwined we slide on the bed. Our legs entangle themselves; our writhing bodies push into each other. Our kissing grows more intense. I grab her short curls, eat her soft mouth, lick her perfect teeth. I notice her hand sliding down again. I hold my breath. I feel her touch and slightly jolt. My throbbing slit is so wet, so sensitive. She only makes it worse. I shiver. I close my eyes. The single small light colors everything red. The walls, the bed, our faces. Gone is the aloof attitude.

Gone is my ‘mask’.

I’ve decided I want this. My body craves it, demands it. I’m ready and yes, …very willing. I open my skinny legs wider. I feel a breath on my neck. I feel lips and fingers. Someone is behind me. As I turn and look, another set of lips presses onto my mine. I recognize Gaby’s taste. Our mouths slide over each other. Many hands are groping me all over. The three of us moan with our eyes closed as we grind up against each other under the red light. I feel Tina’s fingers unbuttoning my pants. She slowly pulls the zipper. My jeans slides down, together with my small white panties. I feel the cool air on my skin. It tells me I’m naked from the waste down. I open up my slim legs as wide as possible. I want Tina and Gaby down there. I kiss passionately and expose my most private parts to them.

Jonas Decker’s perspective:

God, great viewing. It’s now around 10.15pm. They’re still delving into each other. Janette is turning out to be such a hot fucker. Hmmm? Well, sorry, it’s almost over. Too late, you missed it. How did it go? Pretty good I would say. I guess it’s all about details, isn’t it… positioning the bed, the red light… the rest of the suite in semi-darkness… good concept. It’s all about mood… Look, I saw how Tina did her magic. I rang the hotel. I booked a suite for two nights. A suite means more space. The girls went out for drinks while I took Tina’s bag and checked in. I moved the bed closer to the door, took out all the light bulbs and put in a single red one on the bedside table. I organized some champagne. I placed Tina’s bag near the bed so she could easily find it. So it was all ready to go by the time they came in. I was chilling out in the darkness on the couch.

As they came in Janette dropped her coat and took of her sweater. Tina was all over her. The two of them slid on the bed and got stuck into each other. Gaby was a bit hesitant. She watched the two for a moment. She slowly took of her jacket and shoes, then moved on the bed and joined in. I loved it when Tina and Gaby together slowly slid off Janette’s jeans and panties. I always wanted to see what she looked like down there. Lovely, that neat pubic hair around her reddish vagina. Gaby took over and Tina extracted herself from the bed.

I was surprised as she slowly came towards me. She clearly knew I was somewhere here in the darkness. It took time for her eyes to adjust. Incredible how worked up, disheveled she already was. “Gosh, Jonas, this is wild,” she whispered hoarsely. “I definitely owe you one, this is just awesome…” Her arousal was palpable. She was touching herself all over. I had never seen her like this before. Tina gazed in my direction. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She kept staring at me. My eyes followed her fingers opening up her pants in front of me. “Oh God, watch me strip Jonas. Watch me get stark naked in front of you…” Her words were barely audible. She continuously glanced over her shoulder. Janette and Gaby’s hot grinding and groping mesmerized us both. In the red glow my eyes wandered to her short black curls, her heavy gold chain swinger necklace, her light spray tan. She slowly unclipped her small black panties. She presented herself to me as she carefully pulled away the fabric. I got a close-up of her trimmed black pubic hair around her dark glistening slit. “Do you see what I’ve got between my legs, Jonas?” she sighed. She slightly opened up and thrust her midriff forward. “Look at my throbbing cunt Jonas… do you see it?” She was in front of me, exhibitionist, naked, horny, breathless.

Her gaze was restlessly fixated on the bed. Two girls ravishing each other right in front of us. I read in Tina’s brooding eyes what a turn-on it was for her. I studied her reddish rock hard nipples. I watched her fingers pushing into her short black pubes, frantically fingering her itching clit. I always suspected Tina of having a varied sexual history. Threesomes, groupsex, swinging, orgies… She’d probably seen and done it all. Still, this evidently massively turned her on like nothing before.

She slowly turned around and moved back to the bed. She looked at me over her shoulder and paused before joining the fucking. She knew I was ogling her naked body. My eyes feasted on her hard buttocks, her muscular back. Tina joined the two on the bed and pushed Janette’s skinny legs wide apart. She got a close-up look at the girls’ wet, sensitive genitals. Her fingers delicately touched Janette’s dark-edged labia. They caressed her trimmed strips of black pubic hair. Tina opened her mouth. She just slightly licked the throbbing vagina in front of her. It was enough for Janette’s body to jump. She moaned, whimpered, begged… She begged for it not to stop. Tina’s lips latched onto the soft skin around her red opening. Janette’s midriff slowly started to move up and down, grinding against Tina’s mouth. She licked down the edges, flicking her tongue over Janette’s red throbbing clit. Janette midriff was off the bed, wildly moving with Tina’s tongue. Simultaneously Tina’s fingers ran into the open space between her small hard buttocks. “No Tina, no.” Janette begged loudly as she felt fingers pushing against her anal ring.

Gaby Hoffman’s perspective:

I honestly couldn’t believe what was happening. I was on the bed with Janette, intertwined, grinding, groping. She latched onto my neck, licking, sucking me. I had a split second to look around. I saw Tina leave the bed. She stood at the back in the darkness. I guess that’s where Jonas was. I saw her slowly pull down her pants, take off her shirt, unclipping her underwear, exposing herself to Jonas, stark naked. For a moment I had to close my eyes. Janette’s hand stirred in between my legs, groping my twitching vagina. Later I caught another glimpse of Tina. Her small breasts, her flat midriff, her black pubic hair, her dark slit. And that wild look in her eyes as she again joined us. She took over as I handed Janette to her. I moved off the bed, pants half open, red face, hair in mess. I leaned against the wall. I put my hand down my open pants. As in a haze I masturbated and just stared at those two going at it. Their mouths fighting, their lips sucking, their naked grinding bodies, Tina’s hands groping, Janette readily opening up her legs offering herself. My world for a moment narrowed down to just that bed.

“Yeah Tina, take her, grope her, eat her, beautiful, beautiful…,” I hoarsely whispered.

Then I looked straight ahead. There was the darkness at the back of the room. Just like Tina, I had the overwhelming urge to go there. That’s where Jonas was. He was my work colleague. I had known him for just over a year. But all that didn’t matter tonight. I had to do what Tina did. I had to take my clothes off in front of him. Show myself naked. Show him what I had between my legs. Barefoot and disheveled I stumbled around the bed. My eyes fixated on a faint shadow in the darkness. I was so worked up, so incredibly aroused, I could hardly think anymore. I felt so hot and feverish. I had wanted to touch, kiss and fuck Janette for a long time. I never thought in a million years it would happen. Thanks to Jonas this had become reality.

A wonderful and impossibly hot, lesbian dream.

I stood in front of the darkness and slowly started to unbutton my shirt. “Look at me Jonas, look at me getting naked for you.” I slid off my jeans and unhooked my bra. I slowly took off my panties and opened my legs for him, fingering myself in front of him, stark naked. “Look at what I’ve got Jonas, I’ll do anything for you, anything you want. Watch me fuck Jonas, I’ll fuck her hard just for you…”

Jonas Decker’s perspective:

She knew I was here, somewhere in the darkness. She wanted to take her clothes off in front of me. Here she was, my colleague, my Production Manager. Ready to show herself naked to me. “Watch me strip for you Jonas… I’ll do anything for you, anything…” She stared at me while slowly pulling down her jeans. Her hand slid down, her fingers reached into her panties. She masturbated in front me. I saw how she briefly glanced over her shoulder. I followed her eyes. I looked at elegant Janette. She was blushing, panting. She trembled, thrashed around as Tina m*****ed her. Her tongue skillfully slid through Janette’s wide-open crotch. She was licking and sucking every inch of her private parts. From my couch I saw Gaby hotly fingering herself. Naked in the red light, she slowly turned around and stumbled towards the pair on the bed. She went straight in between Janette’s legs, taking over from Tina. Janette’s remaining clothes quickly came off.

I slowly got up from the couch. I was looking for a better angle. I came closer towards the red light. I leaned against the back wall, only six feet away from the bed. The girls didn’t notice. They were in a world of their own. Gaby had taken hold of one of Janette’s slim legs and held it aloft. She scissored her own legs around it. I saw her red face grimace as her genitals made contact with Janette’s. She roughly rode the girl’s red crotch. She loved it, squealed and threw her head back in wild ecstasy. I saw the concentration in her red face. I heard her muffled sounds. She ground her blond pubic hair into Janette’s frothing slit.

At the same time Tina grabbed the headboard. She squatted deeply and bend her back as she lowered her crotch over Janette’s face. She looked at me and gasped as she felt Janette’s fingers sliding into her open vagina. They ran in between her buttocks and through her short black pubes. They opened up her dark slit. “Oh my God,” Tina whispered as she felt a hot tongue sliding inside. I was like a shadow against the back wall. I watched her body tremble. I heard her desperate breathing. She let out a groan. Her body shook. She threw her black curls backwards. Her lust filled eyes met with mine. She stared at me as she felt her orgasm rise from between her legs. She smiled. She licked her lips. She thought it wonderful, exposing herself for me like that.

Naked, fucking, coming.

Janette struggled to get away from Gaby’s intense tribbing. Unstable after the onslaught, she leaned backwards, against the headboard. She bend her slim body, pushing her midriff forward. Both Gaby and Tina paused for a moment. They took in the view of gorgeous Janette, stark naked, thrusting her beautifully manicured open cunt towards them. With horny eyes Tina ran her hand down Janette’s body. She groped her small breasts, moved down her flat stomach, cupping and grabbing her blatantly between her legs. Janette just loved how both girls took advantage of her. Gaby moved down in front and pushed one of her legs up. She lusciously planted her open mouth over the wide space in the girls’ red crotch. Janette panted and closed her eyes. She sighed and smiled. She felt a warm mouth and tongue sliding through her hot vagina. Her midriff rhythmically rode Gaby’s face. Simultaneously, Tina’s hands and lips were everywhere. Hands that squeezed and pinched Janette’s supple skin. Her lips that sucked on sore red nipples. The punishment from two sides made Janette squirm with delight. Gaby’s face went further down, burying itself in between Janette’s small buttocks, her tongue circling the girls’ anus. Janette’s m*****ed naked body contorted in the red glow. Tina’s brooding eyes gazed at me. Her mouth licked and sucked Janette’s neck. Moans and grunts mixed with the continuous sounds of ‘Cleopatra in New York’. Gaby and Tina together ate her deliciously writhing flesh. The sensations made Janette shriek and shudder.

Such an intense experience exhausted the girls, and me. In the semi-darkness I leaned with my back against the wall. Gaby and Janette had fallen into each other’s arms. I watched them slowly kiss and grope each other as Tina extracted herself and reached for her overnight bag. She was stark naked, sweaty and out of breath as she slowly approached me. Her heavy gold chain necklace dangled loosely around her neck.

She pulled out a harness with a large black dildo. She stared at me as she stepped into it with her brooding wild eyes. I had always somehow suspected that she was a very experienced fucker.

The tight strap at the back, running into her crotch, pushed her hard buttocks apart. She gazed at me with intent. I knew from the look in her eyes that she was going to shove it all the way up Janette’s and Gaby’s holes. She slowly turned and mounted the bed. The tight straps fitted her like glove. The long black dildo swayed heavily between her legs. Janette and Gaby were in a sixty-nine position on the side, their faces in between each other’s open legs.

Gaby slowly looked up, her face covered in Janette’s wetness. Her fingers carefully pushed Janette’s dark pussy lips apart. Tina placed the tip of her long black dildo at the entrance. Janette felt it and immediately looked up. Her red wet face appeared from between Gaby’s legs. She gasped. “Oh God, Tina…” she whispered with wide- open eyes. She panted and softly squealed. The black dildo slowly entered her body. She spread her legs wider, opening her hole, trying to accommodate the long black rod. It pushed into her red opening. Tina forced it further into her bowels. She felt the hard object deep inside. It touched and rubbed her cavity walls in the right places. The ribbed profile rasped her swollen clit. It sent little shockwaves through her flesh. Tina slowly upped the tempo. I studied her hot face, her open mouth, and closed eyes. I admired her squeezing arse cheeks, her black curls, her gold chain, her tan. She glowed in the dim light. The massive stimulation of her clit and bowels slowly overwhelmed Janette.

I was very close to the action. I saw the froth on Janette’s vagina. She and Tina moved in unison. They had their eyes closed. They were in their own red light zone.

I heard Janette’s irregular breathing and moaning. She struggled away, changed position and moved towards the bed’s headboard. She clung against the back wall. She looked over her shoulder as to encourage Tina. She squatted and spread her legs wide. Tina was quickly behind her. From underneath she unceremoniously jammed her long black dildo straight up Janette’s bright red hole. Tina frantically moved her hips. She wildly fucked Janette’s throbbing slit. I was now next to the bed. Janette turned to me and stared deep into my eyes. “Is that you Jonas, Is that you?” she breathed. “Look at me Jonas, watch how hot I am. I just want to fuck. More, more…” I looked at her red glowing face. She sounded as in a trance, far, far away.

In the office she had been such a proper girl. Stand offish, arrogant, aloof. But look at her now. Here she was, naked, horny, offering her open cunt to all of us.

Her body trembled under the impact of Tina’s hard frantic fucking. Janette’s flesh clung tightly around the fast moving black stick. A slight froth lubricated the dildo’s surface. As possessed Tina kept on going. I watched Janette’s distressed red face. Then she suddenly stared at me, her mouth wide open. I saw her orgasm in her face. She went rigid. She shook and trembled. She gasped. She cried. Her writhing flesh spasmed. Tina watched Janette come before her eyes and slammed deeper into her. Janette screamed. Her legs went jelly; her body slowly sank backwards onto Tina and the bed. Tina grabbed the girls’ hard tits from behind and dug her mouth into her neck. Janette was off the planet and still shaking. Tina slowly pulled the long wet dildo out of her pulsating red hole.

I stepped back into the shadows. I had to catch my breath and gather my thoughts.

Gaby watched it all from the side and liked what she saw. She locked eyes with Tina, opened up her legs and offered herself to her punishing dildo. It would be the last act of the night. Tina’s buttocks squeezed together tightly. She feverishly jammed her fuck toy deep inside Gaby’s wet cunt. The ribbed black stick rubbed her inside walls there where it counted. The profile menaced her swollen clit. Tina pounded Gaby’s fleshy hole. Then and there she showed the rest of us what a hot fucker she really was. It eventually drove Gaby crazy.

“Look at me Jonas, oh God, look at me come…”

All the time she had been aware of me. She had started to love being naked and performing in front of me. I watched her red hot body rise up. The prodding dildo slowly made her inside nerves jump. Gaby squealed and writhed. Tina, out of breath and sweating, finally pulled out. She and Janette looked on as Gaby thrashed around, rubbing her swollen vagina. Her red face screamed. Hot liquid suddenly shot out of her twitching hole.

Janette Klein’s perspective:

Snow. I’m so over it. It’s dark and cold. Where is spring? I raise my scarf and dive deeper into my cashmere coat. It’s Wednesday 6pm, two weeks to Christmas. Platform 6, train home due in 5 min. My first lesbian sex was three weeks ago. I’m still buzzing thinking about it. An elegant, stylish girl like me… in a hot lesbian threesome... I look down the platform. I duck into my cashmere coat. I faintly smile. That night I was on the bed, exhausted, lying naked on top of Gaby and Tina. I briefly woke up. Tina was sleeping. My fingers ran through her black curls, over her gold chain, her small breasts, her tanned midriff, in between her open legs. I studied her protruding dark vagina. I found it such a thrill. I touched her sweaty skin, her lovely pubes, her soft swollen labia. I never felt up another girl like that before. It was 5am in the morning. We finally woke up, showered, got dressed and left. Tina stayed behind for one more night before returning to Munich on Sunday. I was so sore. I couldn’t walk straight for two days.

Monday morning at the office. I had trouble concentrating, felt feverish, couldn’t stop thinking about it. I still see vivid images of that night. Me, Jonas and Gaby, we talked about it. There was no shame or embarrassment. Just this overwhelming ‘wow’ feeling amongst the three of us. Jonas is a now a hero. He’s my kind of guy. My boyfriend never did anything like this… Can’t believe Jonas is a loner. I would have him as my boyfriend any time. He made it happen. I tried to make contact with Tina. Jonas gave me her number. I just called her. She’s just as amazed as we are about what happened. She told me the next night she thought of me and masturbated in the same bed. We will see each other again in Munich next weekend. I’ll get to meet her friends, one of them a female photographer. She’s apparently keen to see me.

Hmmm… I wonder why…