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I’ve been living with my fiance and her mother. Jane’s mother Kate
is actually quite conservative, but she seems to have accepted long
ago that Jane was sexually active and though I can tell she wants us
to get the marriage done with, she is really very good to me. Jane
and Kate look quite a bit alike, with shoulder-length dark brown hair
(almost black) and similar height. They both also have a decent
figure though Kate has a little more bosom. If you asked me, I’d have
to admit that Kate is attractive, but though I don’t recall any time
she’s ever dated, given her conservative nature, there wasn’t much
use in considering such things.
Well, one night we were laying around in the den watching television
when the telephone rang. It turned out to be Leslie, a woman I had
known in college. She had just hit town and asked if I’d meet her for
coffee. I told Jane and Kate about it, grabbed my jacket, and headed
out.
Now the Leslie I remembered was one if the wildest women I had
ever known. We had had a few wild nights during which she would
come up with the most amazing ideas–some things I’d never
dreamed of doing and others I’d never heard of. Well, I was younger
back then. Besides those nights, we had been close friends and she
had told me many amazing things about her sex life that I still find
hard to believe. As I drove over to the diner she was at, I wondered
whether she had changed.
She looked very much the same–skinny, no more than average
height, her light brown hair worn short, wearing jeans and a
sweater. She was delighted to see me and soon showed me she
hadn’t changed completely. She wanted to know where I was living
so I told her about Jane and Kate. She wanted to know about them
and when I told her about Kate, she made a couple of sly comments
which suggested I was getting it from both. Then she said she ought
to move in and there would be one for each of us! That was the
Leslie of old.
We talked some more about what I had been up to since college and
she told me a little bit about what she had been doing (though I
suspected there was a lot of interesting detail beyond the short
outline she gave). After a while she stood up and told me to come
with her. We headed for the rest rooms. When we got to the doors,
she quickly pulled me into the woman’s room. It was actually just a
little half-bath and she quickly locked the door. Once in, she
immediately started working her jeans down. In a second, she was
leaning over the sink with her rear sticking out, telling me to put my
cock in her rear hole! “Come on, please, I need it!”
I gave in to temptation rather quickly, and soon I was guiding my
cock right in. “Push it!” she hissed. Then “Yes! I’ve missed it!” she
said as I pushed it in. She insisted I push it all the way in and then
fuck it with long strokes. She kept telling me how she missed my
cock in there. Soon I was coming and she was too. It had been a long
time for me: Jane isn’t in to such things.
When we were done, Leslie was happy as a clam. We lucked out that
no one was waiting when we left the bathroom. Back at the table,
Leslie was still acting like the cat that ate the canary. Then she
told me she didn’t have a place to stay and asked if she could just
crash for the night at my place.
I could well imagine how Jane (and Kate) would take that idea. My
hippie friend from college. With who-knows-what history with me.
But Leslie was insistent: she said she would just sleep on the couch
and she could easily leave early the next morning. Finally I was
persuaded, but as I drove Leslie home, I wondered how I was going to
handle this.
Well, it caused less ruckus than I thought it would. I brought Leslie
into the den, still dark except for the TV, where Jane and Kate were
still watching. I introduced Leslie and told them she was going to
sleep on the couch for the night. Surprisingly, Kate didn’t seem to
mind at all, and didn’t hop up to act the hostess as I might have
expected to her. Leslie just dropped her bags on the floor and sat
down, joining us watching some TV movie. I sat next to Jane. She
didn’t say anything and my sixth sense said that she was a little
perturbed. In a little while, she said she was tired and went up to
bed–before the movie was over. I stayed a little while longer, but
decided I had better go to bed too before things between Jane and me
got out of hand. I went up and she just lay there as if she were
asleep. I new better than to stir things up so I just lay down beside
her. Just the fact that I had come up to her instead of staying
downstairs should help smooth things later.
I woke up that night to someone shaking me. It was Leslie! I glanced
over and Jane was still asleep. Leslie whispered in my ear to come
with her. It must have been 2 or 3am. I whispered “no” but there
was no stopping her. Finally I quietly stood up and followed as she
drew me out of the bedroom. I was so afraid Jane would wake up and
find me gone!
She drew me through the dark halls and down the stairs and I saw
there was a light on in Kate’s room! And Leslie drew me right to the
door!
I was in for a total shock. Kate was on the bed, nude! She was on
her knees and elbows with her eyes pressed into a pillow. She just
stayed there like that. Leslie whispered to me to go fuck her! She
insisted that Kate wanted it bad and hadn’t had a man in years. Still
Kate just stayed in that position. Leslie finally pushed me in. Kate
really looked good–her obviously generous breasts hanging, and her
round ass up in the air so inviting. Once again, I gave in to
temptation and got up behind her. She didn’t move. I got my cock out
of my pajamas–it was already hard–and put the head on Kate’s
cunt. She gave a little groan but didn’t move. Otherwise, she
remained in exactly the same position. I pushed in. It was delicious!
I pulled out. She was so wet I pulled all the way out and pushed in
again! She was breathing hard and vocalizing a little. I held her hips
and started fucking her in earnest. I felt her pushing back against
my cock. She never said anything, but she kept breathing faster and
faster. My body was smacking up against her ass cheeks. I could tell
we were both just about to come. And then it happened. I can’t begin
to describe the sensations–it was obviously the best sex I’d had in
years, Leslie and Jane not withstanding.
I stood there recovering my breath. Kate was recovering her breath
too, but still she didn’t move from that position and her eyes were
still covered. Neither of us had said a word. I looked back at the
door and Leslie was grinning, but also motioning me to come out. I
got up and left, and Kate never moved from that position. Leslie
walked me part way back to my room, then I went the rest of the
way and slipped in bed next to Jane. She was still asleep.
The next morning I awoke to indescribably delicious sensations. In a
second I realized that my cock was being sucked! Jane wasn’t next
to me and someone was under the covers. I was beyond caring, my
hands went under the covers and found someone’s head. Soon I was
coming and the sucking never stopped. It was so fantastic I couldn’t
believe it!
When it was over, Jane poked her head out from under the covers.
She had *never* done anything like that! Never touched my cock
with her mouth! And she looked happy as a clam though I detected an
evil smirk too as I watched her face. She came up and whispered in
my ear “That’s payment in kind for the delightful surprise you gave
me in the middle of the night.”
I was flabbergasted, but fortunately I just lay there frozen.
Thinking hard! She still looked so smug and happy. This was a new
Jane! I couldn’t figure it out, but I knew things would be dangerous
until Leslie left. I felt some relief that she was leaving
immediately.
But it didn’t work out like that. When we got up and went down to
breakfast, it was evident from Leslie and Kate that Leslie had
decided to stay and Kate had agreed. I looked at the three women
around the table. I had had them all over the last twelve hours, in
three incredible sex acts. It was dangerous, but I knew I wanted it,
even if we were courting disaster.
That day was saturday and Leslie went out for part of the day. Jane
was perfectly friendly, and seemed less worried about having Leslie
around. She seemed to stay with me a lot and was very affectionate
all day. And she was still happy as a clam. Kate seemed to pay less
attention to me if anything, though it might have been my
imagination.
Well, that night Leslie woke me again and dragged me out. There
was Kate, in exactly the same position as the night before. I got up
behind her. I glanced at the door. Leslie was gone. I fucked Kate
again, and again she was super-wet and it was absolutely delicious.
When we were done, I looked up at the door and there was Leslie.
She took me back again and soon I was in bed next to Jane again.
In the morning, I felt wonderful sensations again as I awoke, but
Jane was doing it with her hands. She was lying next to me and had
me hard and was trying to get us into spooning position. I slipped
my cock right into her and she seemed to lose herself in the
sensations, looking into space. We did slow strokes for quite a
while, just enjoying the sensations, then I fingered her clit and
brought us both to a climax.
Afterwards, while we were resting, she said “Are you really going to
make me, uh, do, uh, you know…”
“Do what?”
“You know, what you whispered to me last night.” I could tell she
was excited by the prospect of whatever this was. I racked my brain
for what to say. *Make* her do something? Is she submissive?
“You don’t get off that easy–say it out loud!” I had managed to
figure a way out of my dilemma.
“Are you really going to make me…” she paused, “eat Leslie?”
It took all my self-control to remain calm. I could see that she was
excited by the prospect! My Jane! Where would all this end? I got
up and found Leslie. I started asking her in a low voice what she
was up to. She just grinned at me, then went over to our bedroom
and shut the door!
I ended up having breakfast with Kate. We didn’t talk at all and she
sort of hovered over me–I guess she always is doing that when she
cooks up breakfast, but since it was just the two of us, it seemed so
obvious. Jane and Leslie never showed up. I went back to the
bedroom after breakfast and the door was still shut–and a set of
my clothes was neatly piled just outside the door! I checked the
door and it was locked.
I showered and dressed and hung around a bit, doing a couple of
chores. The bedroom door never opened. Kate never said anything
about it. I had to go off in the early afternoon.
When I got back, I checked and the bedroom was open. Jane and
Leslie were gone. I didn’t see them around the house either. I didn’t
say anything to Kate though until supper time rolled around and they
weren’t around. I asked Kate when they were getting home and she
told me they had gone off traveling! I ran upstairs and realized that
some of Jane’s clothes and luggage were gone!
Kate talked to me during supper, but she didn’t say anything about
Jane or Leslie…it was kind of strange. That night, when I went to
bed, I noticed that a light was on downstairs even though Kate had
already turned in. I looked around and discovered the door to Kate’s
bedroom was open and a light was on. I peeked in and there was
Kate, in the same position that she had been the previous nights, on
knees and elbows with her eyes pressed against a pillow! It was too
much temptation for me. When we were done, she was still in the
same position, hiding her eyes, and I left and went to bed.
Since then, Kate hasn’t said a whole lot to me, but she is always
very solicitous, almost like a servant, cooking me meals and
hovering over me to serve them. Every night, she is in the same
position, waiting for me. I have noticed that she dresses a little
sexier, or perhaps “undresses”: often in the morning at breakfast, or
in the evening after dark, she wears a nightgown with no robe: not
transparent, but sexy enough…sometimes pretty short, or slit a
little up the thigh. She always used to wear robes. But she seems to
avoid looking at me, even when she is talking to me.
Once she was talking on the phone and then she told me it was for
me. It was Leslie! Leslie asked me if I was taking Kate in the ass! I
told her no and wondered what sort of conversation she had been
having with Kate. She asked me if Kate sucked me off and whether I
whipped her ass. She told me that Jane was eating her while she
was talking on the phone and had her hands cuffed behind her. I
asked her if she was coming back soon, but something made me turn
away from Kate and ask it in a low voice. She laughed and said I’d
have to wait and see. Then she told me to get on the ball, and then
she hung up.
Since that phone call, Kate has had a handkerchief tied around her
eyes as a blindfold whenever I visit her room. She kneels on the
floor and sucks me off. I’ve also taken her ass and she doesn’t
object: in fact she gets very excited. And one saturday afternoon she
told me she was tired and was going to take a nap. That didn’t sound
like Kate–I ended up noticing her bedroom door was open and
looking inside saw her kneeling there naked with her “blindfold” on.
Now we often have sex more than once a day, and in a variety of
ways. I’ve thought of trying whipping her ass with a belt, but
haven’t had the nerve yet.
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