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“Had I known you were down at the Zenith, I might have made the effort to stay longer,” I said. “Instead I had some quiet time here just reading.”
Cait peered at the magazine I had placed on the table. “Computer programming? Shawn said you were an IT specialist.”
I shrugged. “It’s a cool job, but not as butch as Shawn’s. I have to really make sure I don’t get soft sitting at my desk while she’s out installing the machines.”
Shawn chuckled and wrapped her arm about my waist. “You won’t get soft, sweetheart, I’ll see to that.” She ran her hand down my arm and flexed her fingers into the muscle. “See?” She reached over to take Cait’s hand. “Tell her she’s not soft.”
Cait’s hand felt slight on my arm as she squeezed the muscle I had meticulously built there. I couldn’t help but marvel at how different the two women were, yet how both could make my heart race just that little bit faster.
Shawn draped her arms over my shoulders and hugged me from behind. I leaned back into her warmth, enjoying the feel of someone exactly the same height.
“I told Cait she could come and play with us if she wanted,” Shawn said. “She yanked me from my stool so fast she nearly broke my neck getting out of the bar. Seems she noticed us today and liked what she saw.”
Cait chuckled, tentatively exploring my chest and then Shawn’s face, familiarizing herself with us, getting to know us. “I’d like to play with you two. I think we’d have fun. A woman would be a fool to resist such an offer from two handsome women.”
I smiled at her. “We don’t get to play too often now. It’s not safe and not everyone understands the rules of our games.” I cuddled farther into my lover’s arms.
“I’ll get both of you?” Cait qualified, her gaze still locked on me.
I was aware of her attraction to me and was highly flattered by it. A butch will always be drawn to a femme, but it was clear my heart belonged to Shawn alone.
“Oh, we’ll both be participating,” Shawn said, licking my neck and sending a shudder through my whole frame. “Neither of us is exactly the voyeur type.”
“Think you can handle us both?” I asked, knowing too well the reply as her eyes sparked into flame.
She stepped closer and ran her palm up my body to finally rest it against Shawn’s forearm. “I can handle all you two dish out and more besides.”
“Confident. I like that trait in a woman, especially one as pretty as yourself.” I leaned forward to nuzzle at her neck. Her head fell back to grant me easier access.
“I knew this conference would be a good one,” Cait moaned softly. “I just didn’t expect the fringe benefits when I slipped out for a swift drink.”
I pulled her close and kissed her gently, learning her shape and taste. I felt her lips open to my questing tongue and then pressed harder once given entry. I felt Shawn’s arms fall away and heard the rustle of clothing behind me. That’s my girl, straight down to business. I pulled back slightly, enjoying the dazed look on Cait’s face. Shawn stepped in and gave her a kiss of welcome all of her own. I watched as my lover kicked off her shoes and began tugging one-handed at her belt buckle to open it up. I helped her with the cumbersome thing and opened her top button so all she had to do was unzip. Cait tugged me close, alternating between kissing us both. Shawn waited her turn and then kissed me as only my lover could. I melted from the force of her lips on mine and sucked hard at her tongue, trying to devour her. She pushed me back a little.
“Get your glasses off before they get crushed,” she teased while pulling Cait closer to the bed. There she gently began to strip her. She opened the silk blouse to reveal a very lacy bra that barely kept Cait’s breasts covered. “Oh my,” Shawn breathed, “I do like a big girl in lace.”
I helped Cait out of her skirt and between us we had her nude in moments. She was as beautiful as I imagined, all soft curves and lush flesh. I felt my mouth water at the sight of her.
“Natural redheads, you can’t beat them,” Shawn teased and Cait laughed at her silliness.
“I’m all natural, baby, and you know it.” She turned around to look at me. “Are you two keeping your clothes on or do I get to see a little muscle here?” She tugged at my shirt but it was Shawn who moved to divest me of my clothing, baring me to Cait’s eyes. Cait immediately cupped my breasts and began chafing at my nipples. I choked down a groan as my most sensitive spots were expertly handled.
Shawn pulled her own shirt and bra off and pressed her body into mine. “She loves that,” she whispered to Cait and undid my trousers to let them fall to the floor, leaving me naked between them.
Cait pressed closer, sandwiching me between the hard body of my lover and her soft, sweet curves. She kissed me, all the time pulling at my nipples and running her nails around the areolae. Shawn cupped my breasts from underneath, holding them still for Cait’s pleasure. While she watched Cait suck at my breast, Shawn chewed on my neck, holding me tightly, marking her territory.
“Bed,” I managed to say huskily and we all scrambled onto the large mattress. In the move, I got Cait beneath me and I paid her back in kind for her worship of my nipples. I noticed the sound of Shawn removing her trousers and with some pride heard Cait gasp as my lover removed her boxer shorts.
Shawn held her large dildo in a strong hand. “By the end of tonight, you will have had this in you so deep you’ll wonder how you ever managed before you met us.”
With Cait between us, Shawn and I sucked on her breasts until the tips were ruby red and so full they had doubled in size. Shawn tugged me over Cait and kissed me hard. I reached over and twisted her nipple until she grunted with the pleasure of it, then I caressed Cait, enjoying the softness and the roundness of her belly. I was sucking at her breast, Shawn was kissing her, and Cait had both our heads in her hands, urging us on.
I brushed at the patch of red at the top of her thighs, then slipped my fingers lower. Cait was wet, so wet my fingers slipped in amongst her folds and found her opening with ease. I entered her gently, just with one finger, and she bucked beneath us. I stroked inside her, enjoying the welcome of her tight muscles and the flow of juice as I journeyed deeper. The bed dipped as Shawn shifted between Cait’s legs.
“Think she’s ready for this?” she asked as she rubbed the head of the dildo above where my hand entered.
I glanced at Cait. Her mouth was open as she gasped for air. I then shared a special look with my lover and removed my hand from where Shawn intended to be. “Fuck her,” I said.
Shawn pushed inside her with the thick toy. Cait’s breathing hitched, caught, and then released on one long, protracted moan. Shawn lifted Cait’s legs up to rest on her hips and Cait crossed her ankles behind Shawn’s back. For a moment I sat back and watched my lover at work, watched her lithe hips pump to a rhythm that drove the woman underneath her wild. I looked on as Cait dug her nails into Shawn’s back, trying to hold on as the steady slide in and out made her rock on the bed. I ran my own hand over the soft leather harness that secured the dildo to my lover’s hips. My fingers brushed across her buttocks and then squeezed the hard flesh there. I moved to lie on my side beside Cait and tugged first at her nipples and then at the hard tips that hung from my own sweet lover’s breasts. I inched up and kissed Cait’s face, drawing her lips to mine while my lover pounded at her.
“God, you’re tight,” Shawn hissed as she thrust inside Cait’s cunt.
“Fuck her good, baby,” I said to Shawn, squeezing Cait’s breasts while Shawn’s strokes got shorter. Cait’s breath all but stopped and then the most delicious wail was forced from her bright lips. Her body bucked as she came hard on Shawn’s cock and her eyes rolled back before she finally collapsed to the bed.
I grinned at my lover and Shawn roughly kissed me before gently easing her dildo from Cait’s body. She began to unbuckle it fast, haste making her fingers fumble, and I pushed her hands away to complete the task. She moaned as the dildo skidded off her clit, and she spread her swollen lips for m
e to see how hard she was. With all the strength I possessed I pushed her back on the bed next to Cait, who twitched and sighed. Shawn tried to push back but I boldly held her down, forcing her to stay put while I kissed her senseless. Her strong hands dug at my shoulders, then kneaded my back muscles, hard enough to leave small bruises in their wake. I kept her pinned, my kisses harsh and almost brutal, but Shawn matched me kiss for kiss. I rubbed her nipple, my thumb running round the hard tip and flicking it. Shawn bowed her back, still trying to knock me off, but I held firm. I worked my way lower, and Cait roused to take my place at Shawn’s lips.
While Cait kept my lover distracted, I shouldered her legs apart and knelt on the floor between her spread thighs. She closed her legs forcefully, trying to crush me, but we’d played this game before. It’s all a sport, this show of strength, two prizefighters showing off their best moves. I slowly spread her swollen lips and took a deep breath, loving her scent. Her clitoris was free from its hood, bright red and straining. I gently touched my tongue to it and Shawn jumped and groaned. She was already too worked up for me to go slow. I knew how my lover hated to be teased, so I swiftly flattened my tongue and licked the length of her slit, sliding my tongue inside her, then flicking over her stiffened clit. I chewed at her ruffled lips and darted my tongue into her wetness, lapping it all up.
I heard Shawn breathing hard but knew she wouldn’t say a word, not while we had company. But alone, when it’s just her and me, she’ll whisper sweet words and beg me to fuck her raw. For now, I took her clit into my mouth and sucked. I held her lips open, forcing her clit deep into my mouth, and felt the shudders shake her body. I rested a hand on her stomach, kneading the tight muscles, held on tightly as she came with a forced growl of my name. For a long moment I just left my face buried in her cunt and savored the fragrance. Strong and addictive, just like Shawn herself.
The next thing I knew I was flung onto my back between Cait and a very wild Shawn. She kissed me hard and I felt the silent thank-you pass from her lips to mine.
Cait was already busy on my breasts. She had learned quickly that I loved having attention paid to them. I speared my fingers through her long hair, holding her to me as she sucked on me. I may be butch, but the minute someone wants me on my back to suck at my tits, I’m not going to argue. Shawn had one of my nipples between her teeth and was gently gnawing on it. She rubbed my belly, tugged on my pubic hair, and then pressed lower. The touch of her callused fingertips on my clit caused me to jerk and grab for someone, anyone. Cait instantly draped herself over my chest, and I watched through barely opened eyes as Shawn positioned me how she wanted me, spreading my legs wide. She licked me first, her tongue rough as she nipped at my flesh. All the time my arms were full with the femme who was lavishing kisses all over me while I fondled her buttocks. I felt Shawn’s fingers enter me and I opened to her. She pushed in and twisted her fingers, stretching me, widening me. She pulled out a tube from the bedside table and I realized her intentions. I started to struggle.
“Hold her down, Cait,” Shawn instructed as she swiftly lubed up her hand.
“Shawn…” I started, but Cait’s mouth hushed me and then distracted me from what was happening. Her fingers brushed through my tight-cropped hair and tickled at my scalp. I felt strong fingers enter me, then leave only for more to return.
“Open for me, baby,” Shawn crooned and pushed a little farther in, twisting her fingers, easing her thumb into her palm.
Cait straddled my chest, fondling my breasts and pulling on my nipples. The stimulation turned me on and I heard Shawn let out a grunt of satisfaction. With a push, she was inside me. I hissed aloud at the pain but it soon subsided as I got used to the feeling of fullness. Cait shifted and got off to watch.
“How deep can you go?” Cait asked, clearly fascinated by the sight of my lover’s thick hand buried inside me.
“As deep as she’ll let me.”
Shawn started to pump gently and my chest constricted. We’d done this before but never with a playmate to view. But then, Cait was proving to be more than just any pick-up. She knew the rules of the game. She watched for a moment, then stretched out beside me and ran her hand over my lower belly as if trying to feel where Shawn’s fist was.
“This is so damn sexy,” she breathed in my ear and then licked my neck sensuously.
Shawn continued her slow push until I had to beg. “Harder, please, Shawn.”
She speeded up and I was awash with the sensation of my heart thumping and my cunt pulsating to my lover’s driving beat. While Cait watched my lover fist me, she sucked my breast and shoved my hand into her crotch to rub her clit. Shawn worked her free hand firmly between her own legs, bringing herself off as she thrust inside me. The room was filled with the scent of raw sex and the sound of our moans as we all got closer to coming. I felt wide open, filled to the brim, loved beyond hope, and blessed beyond belief.
I came first with a hoarse shout that was echoed by a rough cry from my partner and a soft keening from our new lover as my climax ignited theirs. When the room finally stopped spinning, I found myself cuddled between Shawn and Cait. As I lay in the stupor only good sex can bring about, I smiled to myself in blissful satisfaction. There is really nothing more enjoyable after a hard day at work than a quiet night in, spent in the company of the woman you love and a new friend.
Free Fall
Julie Cannon
I’ve never wanted to jump out of a perfectly good airplane until I saw her standing under the sign that read Skydiving. It was our second stop on a ten-day cruise that the glossy brochure promised would offer adventure and excitement at every port of call. The dark-haired, full-figured lesbian behind the narrow counter was certainly a good start. I bravely stepped in line.
I was about to turn fifty and my friends had booked me on this cruise as a birthday present, telling me I really needed to let my hair down and have some fun. I always thought I was a fun girl—admittedly not an extremely adventurous one, but I rarely shied away from a challenge. Sometime during the last few days under the sun and the bright blue sky I had made the monumental decision that I was going to live my next fifty years much differently than I had my first. My friends would describe me as solid, dependable, and predictable. I would use a totally different adjective: dull. I hadn’t been in a relationship in years, went to the same nine-to-five job every day for the past two decades, wore sensible yet stylish shoes, drove an eight-year-old sedan, and called my mother once a week. Eyeing the woman four feet in front of me made me realize that I couldn’t remember the last time I got laid. Worse yet, I couldn’t remember the last time I wanted to get laid. Until now.
The man in front of me completed his paperwork and stepped away. The darkest eyes I had ever seen nailed me with a look that said I know you’re a lesbian. Her smile confirmed her gaydar sighting.
“Looking for adventure this afternoon?”
Holy shit, she didn’t waste any time, and she certainly didn’t say that to the man in front of me when it was his turn at the counter. I’m not used to women coming on to me, let alone a woman who was looking at me like I was the last lesbian on earth. Things were definitely looking up. “And how do you know that?” I replied, mimicking her husky tone.
She looked me over from head to toe, her eyes slowing at the all important places. I wasn’t thin and had my share of excess body fat in the expected places—I was fifty years old, for Christ’s sake—but her admiring, interested look clearly said she didn’t mind.
“Besides the obvious fact that you’re in this line?” She pointed to the sign and smiled mischievously.
I could have drowned in the dimples in her cheeks, and I’m sure my face turned as red as her shirt. Duh. She spoke again and saved me from complete humiliation.
“Actually, you’re the most interesting customer I’ve had in quite some time. I hope you’re here to enjoy the exhilaration of an experience you’ve never had before.”
She winked when she said interesting and
looked at me as if she had just decided to swap me for whatever she had packed for lunch.
“Are you interested in going solo or tandem?”
Her question was loaded with innuendo, and I knew she was not simply talking about skydiving. My mouth started to water and my fingers tingled with the desire to touch the skin that was peeking out of the neckline of her jumpsuit. I had been going solo far too long. “Tandem. Definitely tandem,” I said with seductive confidence. She too read between the lines of my answer and smiled, knowing what was to come. The thought of her strapped tightly behind me as we fell ten thousand feet from the sky made my legs weak.
I have no idea what she said during the four hours of instruction. Every time she looked at me I felt devoured. Her body language spoke to me in a way that made my tongue move against my lips, imagining they were hers, and every nerve on my body started to come alive. She brushed against me as she said something about my parachute, and when she leaned over me to straighten the lines I felt her warm breath caress my ear just before she spoke.
“I can’t wait to have you strapped against me touching your body, squeezing your tits, and sliding my hands into your pussy. I’m going to be in complete control of everything you do. It’ll be an experience you’ll never forget.”
She stepped away and I had to lean forward on the table to regain my balance. I was surprised at the speed with which she operated, but quite frankly I was now so horny she couldn’t move fast enough. Those few short words were enough to drench my Jockeys as all reason flew out the door. My hands were shaking in anticipation of the actions she’d so crudely described. Our eyes met and she knew the reaction she had caused in me. She smiled knowingly and winked before answering a question from the man to my right. My nipples had hardened the moment I saw her, and after her little teasing episode, they were screaming. I straightened and her eyes flew to my chest, which clearly displayed my arousal through my thin T-shirt. She licked her lips and my nipples ached to be sucked.