The Woman on the Bus

She pulled the sheets and blanket over us and began thrusting in and out while kissing my lips, neck, chest and nipples. She kept a steady motion as I had one hand on her tit and the other rubbing my clit as she fucked me. It was like she was making love to me. She was slow, caring, and passionate with her movements.

“Keep doing exactly what you’re doing. It feels so good,” I whispered softly to her.

“Would you like me to put it somewhere else?”

“Not tonight, love, I’m enjoying this.” I said.

She kept her rhythmic pace and gently planted kisses on me until I was about to cum again.

“Babe, I’m going to cum again soon.” I informed her.

She didn’t reply, instead, she sped up just slightly and went a little deeper than before. She kept this pace up until my orgasm hit me and I momentarily held my breath. She buried it all the way inside me and held it there until my orgasm subsided. She held it there as I caught my breath again.

“I don’t know how many more times I can do that tonight!”

“Exhausting, isn’t it?” she said, smiling.

“Extremely, but I think you need to give me that thing.” I said, pointing down at the strap-on.

“Looks like you already have it!” She laughed.

I crinkled my brow at her in mock anger and lightly pushed her, “Give it to me!” I said playfully.

She started pulling it out of me then suddenly pushed it back in.

“I’ll give it to you. You want more?” She asked as she poised herself to start fucking me again.

“God, yes,” I reluctantly whispered to her.

She began her slow pace again, gently sliding it in and out of me while staring into my eyes. Her mood changed slightly.

“What are you thinking?” I asked.

She pushed in and stopped, looking directly into my eyes.

“Nothing, it’s just nice to have you here with me without constraint. Every day,” she said, pulling back and pushing in again, “I’ve wanted to take you somewhere and do exactly what I’m doing now, and it’s been driving me crazy that I couldn’t.” She continued her movements.

“I know. I feel the same way, but I feel like there’s something else on your mind.” I suggested, placing a hand on the side of her face. Lay next to me and tell me.”

She stopped for a moment, nodded and pulled out of me. It was a slight relief to have it out, but I missed how close that activity brought her to me. She stood up and took the device off and laid it on the side table and got back into bed. Laying beside me, she lowered the blanket, so my breasts were exposed to her and caressed them as she spoke.

“Am I the first woman you’ve ever been with?” She timidly asked.

“Yes, I thought we covered that?” I lied, trying to stay away from the topic of Gina.

“Well, I assumed that was the case but didn’t want to keep going on an assumption. What happened that all the sudden I’m the one who seemed to have unlocked your interest in women? She asked.

“I actually have no idea. I was minding my own business that day I first saw you, but it’s like they say, what’s been seen cannot be unseen.”

“Ha. Yes, that is applicable here, I suppose. But why me?” She asked, not having obtained any real answer to her question.

“To be honest, I don’t know. I mean, you’re stunningly beautiful and I love watching you do everything you do, no matter how mundane it seems to you.”

“Would you have thought that about me two months ago?” She asked, seeming to be leading me somewhere.

“I can’t say. If you’d asked me if I would have found any other woman attractive two months ago, I would say no. But you’re asking about you and since you captured my attention the moment I saw you, it’s hard to answer. Know what I mean?”

“Yeah. Have you been more aware of a woman’s attractiveness since you met me?” She asked. This seemed almost like a scripted list of questions.

“Yes.” I asked, without providing details about Gina or the woman in Victoria’s Secret earlier that day.

“May I ask who?”

“Um,” I uttered, trying to figure out what to say next. “Well, my friend Gina.”

“You’re attracted to her?” she asked, continuing the scripted questions.

“I seem to be now.” I admitted.

“Have you had sex with her?” She asked, without seeming jealous or otherwise put off.

“Yes. Twice. Each time was a result of me telling the story about our adventures on the bus.” I admitted again. I realize I had just admitted to lying less than a minute beforehand.

Melissa smiled and blushed a little. “But that was the only other times you’ve been with a woman?” She asked, seemingly fine with the fact that I lied earlier.

“Yes. You would have been my first, but things got complicated.”

“They always do. Can I tell you a secret?”

“Of course.” I said, lightly concerned about what she was about to offer me.

“You’re my first.” She said, pulling the blanket up to cover her face up to her eyes.

I opened my eyes wide, “No. Way.” I said, fairly loud.

She nodded her head quickly.

I looked her over and remembered every single day that we engaged each other. “Not possible, the way you handled me and the things you did to me do not paint the picture of someone who’s ever been with a woman.” I paused, thinking of what I just said. “Not that I’m saying I even remotely know what that painting would look like.” I admitted.

“You’re partially correct.” She said without lowering the blanket.

“What do you mean?” I asked, hoping she wasn’t about to say what I thought she was going to say.

“You’re my first. Experience. I mean… with sex.” She stuttered out.

My eyes opened wide and she covered her entire face with the blanket.

“Melissa!” I said, yanking the blanket away. “I am not the first person you’ve had sex with.” I paused.

“AM I?!” I asked, still finding that hard to believe. Is it possible for someone to be a natural goddess in the bedroom?

“You are. I’m asking all these questions because I’m trying to learn more about you and also figure out how this happened between us. See, I’ve never declared myself absolutely a lesbian, but I know I’m not straight. I’ve never been inclined to be in the company of a man. I saw you on the bus, though, and I wanted you.”

“Well, I know what you mean there. So, you’ve never been with a woman. How did you come to be in possession of that, then?” I said, pointing to the strap-on.

She laughed lightly and said, “Well, I bought it today hoping you would use it on me.”

I put my hand behind her head, pulled her close to me, and kissed her.

“I would love to be your first experience with a cock.” I said, trying to hold in my laughter.

She laughed and kissed me again. I got off the bed and put the device on. I’ve never worn one and it was a little awkward to wear at first. I got into bed and instead of going right to fucking her, I got between her legs and worked on getting her ready. First, I used my mouth but then my fingers.

“Have you ever used a dildo on yourself before that Skype call?” I asked.

“A few times, yes,” She breathed out, “but mostly vibrators on my clit.”

“Do you like having a dildo inside you?” I asked, curious about her thoughts.

“Well, yes. I suppose just because I’m likely a straight up lesbian, it doesn’t mean my anatomy is any different. There are nerve endings in there that your fingers may not be able to satisfy completely as a penis would.” She said, speaking as if she was 50 and been with a thousand women and men.

“I guess you’re right,” I admitted to her.

I got up and raised her legs. I placed my knees at on either side of her hips and positioned the dildo at her entrance, rubbing the head up and down just as she did to me.

“Are you ready?” I asked, ready to penetrate her.

“Please fuck me,” She requested.

I lowered my butt and pushed it in with my hips. I made sure to go slow, stopping every so often to ensure she was comfortable. When it was all the way in, I let her adjust before continuing. When I felt she was ready, I assumed the same position she was when she was on top of me. I wanted to make love to her as she did to me. I was as inexperienced in this position as she was but my experience with real sex in my life gave me the confidence I needed to be good at it.

I pulled the blanket over us and used my hips to thrust in and out of her slowly. Once in a while she would ask me to go faster or slower, but she let me control things mostly. Out of the blue she asked me about Gina.

“What’s your friend Gina like?”

“She’s beautiful. She’s older like me, but you couldn’t tell.” I said, still pushing in and out of her. “She has slightly bigger breasts than me, but depending on what she wore, it would not be obvious. She has glasses and long dark hair like me.”

“Do you enjoy her like this?” She asked.

“I do enjoy her, but I enjoy her uniquely. I can’t enjoy her like I would you and vice versa. You’re two unique people so you provide unique experiences.”

“Does she like me?” She asked, seeming a bit self-conscious.

“She likes my description of you.” I said, picking up the pace a little, “and she likes the things you did to me.” I added.

“How did you describe me?”

“Like an angel.” I said, leaning down to kiss her as my pace quickened considerably. I felt her catch her breath. “I’m going to make you cum.”

“Too late! Oh, my God! Keep going!”

I pumped her faster, ensuring a smooth rhythm.

“I’m going to cum!” she yelled.

I went deeper and harder as I began to feel her body shake. Suddenly she grabbed me and held me to her like I did to her before. “I’m cumming,” she kept whispering to me until she sharply exhaled and tensed up.

“Let it go, honey. Let the orgasm take you for a ride,” I coached her.

“Oh god. Oh god. Oh god,” She said, still gripping me tightly and shaking.

“Cum, baby. Cum all over my cock,” I teased.

She suddenly released everything and fell back on the bed. I smiled as I watched her recover. She looked around as if she didn’t know where she was, then locked eyes with me and her eyes started to water.

“Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.

“I feel amazing!” She said, a tear going down the side of her head as she lay. “That was so great!”

She was glowing and I suppose I was too. As with many of my interactions with her, that one proved to not go exactly as I anticipated, but I was more than happy with where we were at. I wished I could have her around forever. She was a darling angel whose innocence I assumed was absent. We laid blissfully next to each other when she dropped the bomb.

“I’d like to meet your friend,” She said nonchalantly.

I wasn’t prepared to hear what Melissa just said. I didn’t think I had described Gina in such a way that she would want to meet her. I mean, I guess there was no harm in the matter, but what was the purpose behind Melissa wanting to meet her?

“Why do you want to meet her?” I asked, desperate to know what was on her mind.

“Well, she was the first woman you had sex with despite me being the first you considered it with, so I thought I would ask to meet her since you were the first I was ever with,” She said, fairly uncertain of her words.

“So, you’d like you meet her because she had her face in my pussy before yours?” I asked, humorously but also inquisitively.

“No, it’s not that necessarily, it’s just that you said she found me attractive by the way you described me, but I also seem to find her attractive by the way you describe her.”

“Fair enough,” I said, conceding to her argument, “I’ll just have to find a way to get us all together.”

“I would enjoy that. I say that with some reservation, though.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, I’m sure you’ve wondered how I learned all the ‘tricks of the trade’ as some would say.”

I did wonder how she was able to master me being a virgin, but I guess in the grand scheme of things, I was also the virgin when it came to my new found passion.

“I guess I never thought about it, or I assumed more than I should. But regardless of that fact, you still seemed more experienced than you let on,” I said, waiting for an adequate reply.

“Christina, I’m 25 years old. Most girls have had sex with a boy by the time they were 16. So, you would think me naive being this old without having a cock inside me. You’d be wrong.” She said sternly at me. I was a little dismayed by her continued aggression towards me.

“I was born in the age of the internet. I’ve had free access to porn my entire life. I’ve watched everything from incest to orgy to lesbian videos. While I’ve not had a penis inside me, I do tend to know what I prefer, and I prefer you more than I do some random cock,” she said, her voice veering on the edge of a scream by the end.

I touched my hand to her face. “My love, I wasn’t trying to offend you. You have as much experience with men as I have with women. We have things we could teach each other. I would rather us teach each other, though.” I said, hoping she would agree.

“So, are you saying you’re mine?” She asked.

I thought about that for a moment. I don’t know if she realized that primarily, I was married to Ben. I’ve already mentioned him at least once, so if she’s looking for a solid lesbian, I wasn’t the one. Second, she seemed to have forgotten about Gina who is my very best friend and next best lover. Third, she said she wants to meet Gina which I assume she wants to be involved with her much as I am, which means she wants to fuck both of us.

“I’m yours as often as I can be.” I said, without further hesitation.

She understood what that meant and didn’t press on. Instead, she asked if Gina would be interested in meeting her. I laughed out loud at that concept because I knew Gina would be absolutely thrilled at meeting the young woman who make me hungry for her pussy.

“Will Gina like me?” she asked.

“Gina will love you simply for the fact that your bold actions alone gave me the presence of mind to seek her out sexually. But I think she also wants to meet you because you started the fire inside me.”

“So, you will allow me to meet her, then?” She asked.

“As long as you approach her the way you did me, it will be a magical experience for all of us.”

“Christy, I don’t know much about her so I would absolutely approach her with caution, but knowing she was your first and I assume you were hers, I don’t think I have much to worry about, right?” She accurately questioned.

“You’re right. I’ll mention all of this to her and I have no doubt she’ll be on board. Between you and I, she was a little jealous that I’m over here tonight.” I admitted.

“Well, since she’s already jealous, what say we make her properly jealous?” she said with a smirk.

“What do you mean?” I asked, pretending I had no concept of the current situation.

She got up on her knees and pulled me close to her so she could whisper in my ear. “Rub my pussy, bitch,” she whispered to me.

I was taken back a little by the sudden change in her tone, but she pulled back and looked me in the eye. Her eyes had a sense of confidence about them, but also trepidation as she appeared to need validation for her actions.

“Bitch, eh?” I said, lurching forward and grabbing her hair. “It seems someone has found themselves on the wrong side of that track, little girl.” I said while smiling.

“Oh, god, yes. Pull it harder,” she said through gritted teeth.

“Who’s the bitch now?” I said as I plunged two fingers into her pussy.

“Me! I’m your bitch, if you’ll allow it!”

I felt as if she was acting out some video she saw on the internet or some dream she had. I slid two fingers in her pussy and left my pinky finger to explore her ass hole. I was going to be the dominant one 5there.

“Please fuck my ass.” She whimpered.

“How do you want me to fuck you? Would you like this,” I said, inserting my pinky in her ass, “or would you prefer this,” I added, removing two fingers from her pussy and replacing my pinky with them. She groaned louder at the latter.

“I see you enjoy that. Would you like me to continue that or would you like me to fuck you with that fake cock over there?” I said, motioning my head to the side table where the strap-on was.

“That one,” she said motioning her eyes to the side table, since my hold on her hair prevented her from moving her head and her hands were braced on my shoulders.

“I see. If I let go, you’ll be a good little girl, won’t you?” I asked, removing my fingers from her and looking her in the eye like a mom scolding her daughter.

“Yes, ma’am,” she whimpered again.

The aura in the room had changed so suddenly. From the moment I met her, I assumed her to be the dominant role in whatever it was we had going on. She was so very confident in every interaction we had, there was never a thought in my mind that I would be controlling how things were going. Never would I have imagined her to be a twenty-five year old virgin, either. I released my hold on her hair and got off the bed when I suddenly had an idea.

“If you’re an extra good girl, I’ll do something special for you. Can you do that?” I asked, maintaining my mother-like dominance over her.

She nodded. I got back into the bed and laid her down. I didn’t want to carry out my idea while in this role play scenario we found our way into. I laid next to her and told her my idea.

“I’d like to see if Gina wants to watch me fuck you.”

“You think she’ll want to just jump right in like that?” she asked. It was a valid question that I did not have the answer for.

“I’ll have to feel her out to see if she would be willing to start that way. I’m certain she would want to meet you, but I don’t know if this is the way she had in mind for her first time with you.” I said, unsure of exactly how to precede.

I picked up my phone and carefully crafted each text I sent to her.

Me: Gina! Are you awake?

Gina: I sure am! Are you back home from Melissa’s? It’s pretty late! TELL ME EVERYTHING!

Me: Well…

Me: I’m actually still here.

Gina:?!

Me: I know, just listen for a second. Are you interested in meeting Melissa?

Gina: You know I would enjoy that 😉

Me: I figured. Did you have any thoughts on how you would prefer that to happen?

Gina: Not, really. I never gave it much thought since I figured if you ever wanted me to, you would tell me face to face.

Me: I would have guessed so as well. So, here’s the deal…

Me: We’ve been fairly active tonight and we thought you might like to watch for a while?

There was a long pause between that text and her reply. I initially thought I offended her or something, but it turned out, she was just getting ready.

Gina: I would enjoy that. Did you want to use Skype?

I didn’t think it through all the way since I wasn’t completely sure it would even get that far. When the idea came to me, I simply imagined fucking Melissa while she watched. That’s what turned me on, not the technical details in making that a really.

Me: We’ll get that set up and call you when we’re ready. Sound okay?

Gina: I’ll be ready!! 😉

I turned to Melissa who was now rubbing her pussy behind my back. I slapped her hand and informed her that she can wait to do that. She stopped with a fake whimper while letting out a quick laugh and said she would go get her iPad since that would be better than my phone. I watched her walk away, her hips swaying gently to each side as she took a step. She was beautiful. While she did that, I resumed the task I was supposed to be doing earlier which was putting the strap-on on me.

As I put the device on me, a sudden realization came to me. I was bisexual. I said it out loud so my own ears could hear it and my brain could process it. It was true. I loved watching Gina walk away from me and I recognized the same level of fascination as I watched my young lover do the same. I thought about how I would watch Ben walk away from me and it wasn’t the same. He had different features about him that I loved to watch while Gina and Melissa offered a new spectrum of visual pleasures for me to enjoy.

She came back in the room and laughed as I was looking down at the fake cock, holding it like a man does.

“Hey baby, want to come get some of this dick?” she mocked in a male-like tone, bursting into laughter.

I walked over to her, having not laughed at her joke and asked, “Well, do you?”

She looked at me and nodded.

“Get on your knees,” I demanded while pointing at the floor.

She set the iPad down as she did what she was told. I was kind of liking this dominant stance I had over her. Her range of sexual prowess was also impressing me, especially for someone with limited actual experience.

I didn’t need to tell her what to do. With her hands behind her back, almost as if she were naturally a submissive, she opened her mouth and welcomed the rubber cock into it. I watched her slowly accept more and more of it into her mouth then pull her head back a little. She kept it in at length for a moment then released it, allowing it to all but slip out of her mouth before she repeated the process. I reach down and grabbed a bunch of her hair. As I did, she reached out and put both hands on my butt and squeezed as she pulled me closer, shoving the cock into her mouth.

I watched her do this while also getting wetter and wetter.

“I want you to lick my pussy before we call Gina. I want to cum before we call her,” I said, removing the cock from her mouth and bending over to press my lips against hers.

“I would love to!”

I stood back up and lowered the strap-on harness as quickly as I could to give her full access. She put both her hands on my ass again and dove, tongue first directly to my pussy. As always, she was masterful with her tongue. Despite the earlier evening’s exertions, she had my body shaking quickly.

“Oh, baby, I’m going to cum. Suck my clit into your mouth and hold it here while I do!” I said between heavy breaths. I steadied myself on her shoulder and the wall behind her as she did exactly as I asked. I always feel as I’m about to fall when someone makes me cum standing up, but it was a bit more intense for me that way.

“I’m cumming…” I meekly whispered as the true power of the orgasm was about to hit me.

“MELI-,” I started to yell as my breath was taken out of my lungs before I could finish. My muscles tensed hard and I truly could not breath for a moment.

“OH GOD!” I shouted as soon as I was able, “Stop sucking it. STOP SUCKING IT!” I added.

She used her teeth on my clit gently as she withdrew, and I collapsed onto my knees in front of her. I had to catch my breath a moment before I looked at her. When I finally did, I saw my juices all over her mouth and chin. I used the tip of my tongue to lick a path from just beneath her chin to her mouth as I pressed my lips against hers.

“I still don’t know how you learned to do that so well,” I said in genuine wonder.

“A woman knows what a woman wants, am I right?” she said nonchalantly.

“That is a fact,” I said, standing up, putting the strap-on back around my waist, “I think it’s time we called Gina, don’t you think? And to be honest, when we’re done with that… I’ll be ready for bed!”

“I agree on all counts,” she said standing and walking towards the bed with the iPad.

She set it up on the night stand next to the bed, so it was facing the bed diagonally. I looked at what we had to work with and knew how I could get Gina the best view. I laid on the bed and used the selfie camera view to ensure the proper angle was obtained. Once I was sure it was, I told Melissa what I wanted her to do.

“I’m going to call Gina now. When I do, she’s going to see me laying here, holding this.” I said, wrapping my hand around the dildo. “She may or may not want to say anything, but I’ll give you the clue to hop on when it’s time, okay?” I asked.

“I think I see what you mean. I’ll sit over here,” she said, sitting on the corner edge of the bed.

I called Gina and she answered immediately. It wasn’t a surprise that she was naked already. I smiled at her and gave her a quick air kiss. She responded in kind and said nothing more. I knew she wanted to see some action.

I set the iPad down on the night stand and got back into position. I tapped the bed on my opposite side, signaling Melissa it was time. I figured she would just hop on, but it seemed Gina was going to get a show. Melissa straddled me at my knees and began sucking on the fake cock much like she did before. Her hair was covering her face, so Gina could not see her. I looked over at the tablet and Gina has set back a bit of a ways and I could see her completely nude now, not just her boobs. She was watching Melissa work.

“You like what you see, baby?” I asked Gina.

“Oh, yes, she looks like she knows what she’s doing with that thing,” she replied.

“Just wait, this is just the beginning of the show.” I said, winking at her.

It wasn’t long before Melissa had gotten it nice and wet, and she was ready to slide up and mount it. She grabbed it with one hand and kept it steady as she positioned herself over it. I looked back at the tablet’s picture-in-picture display to ensure the proper angle was showing. Gina could see my tits and Melissa’s ass as she began to sink down onto the rubber cock.

Melissa slowly accepted the entire thing inside her and exhaled deeply. She turned her face to the tablet.

“Would you like to watch me grind her or bounce on this cock?” She asked.

Gina thought for a moment.

“I would like you to lean forward and slowly bounce on that cock. I want to see it slide in and out of you,” she said.

“Would you like me to play with Christy’s tits while I do that?” She asked, still looking into the camera.

“Damn, you’re hot,” Gina commented under her breath, “Yes.”

“Are you going to imagine laying right here and leaning in to suck my tit as I do that?” Melissa asked, her tone becoming more and more seductive.

“Yes,” Gina whispered.

Melissa leaned forward, allowing the cock to slide partially out of her pussy. She used one hand to tweak her nipple before moving it to Christy’s and doing the same. She slid back down on the cock as she still watched Gina masturbate.

“You want to sit on her face and play with my tits as I fuck her, don’t you?” Melissa asked, fucking the dildo in and out of her pussy.

Gina simply nodded as she rubbed her pussy with one hand and played with her tit with the other. Melissa closed her eyes and turned her head towards me.

“I want that too,” Melissa whispered as she picked up her pace.

I put my hands on Melissa’s ass and leaned up a little to whisper in her ear.

“I want to fuck your ass.” I said quietly in her ear.

She nodded at me and slowed her pace. It was only a moment before she let the dildo slip from her pussy and her hand held it steady again. I watched simultaneously as Gina sped up the motion of her fingers and Melissa slowly slid the cock into her ass. I was sure this was not quite what Gina was thinking was going to happen, but it looked to me like she was very much enjoying the show.

Melissa had completely settled down and allowed everything to adjust and began rising up. As she did, she picked up the tablet and put it in front of her face.

“She is fucking my ass, Gina.” Melissa said, staring into the camera.

“I love watching it, too.” She responded.

“I wish I could have my face buried where your hand is while she fucks me.” Melissa added in that same seductive tone as she continued letting the cock slide slowly in and out of her tight hole.

I reached down and thumbed her clit while she rode the dildo.

“Oh, god!” she breathed.

She laid the tablet next to my head and closed her eyes tight as I’m sure her orgasm was approaching.

“Gina, I’m going to cum! Will you come with me?!” she asked loudly.

“I’m ready, darling!” Gina responded.

“Oh. OH! Here it comes!” Melissa announced.

I felt her body shake around me as I picked up the tablet and used my arm length to hold it a distance away from me without shifting my body and disturbing Melissa’s orgasm. She began to convulse as she slammed herself down on the cock, taking it all the way in.

“Put a finger in my pussy!” she demanded.

I did and she almost leapt off me as her orgasm rocked her body. She braced herself as her orgasm continued and I looked to ensure Gina was able to witness it all. When I looked at Gina, she was in the middle of her own orgasm. I smiled, happy that this turned out as it did and not an awkward situation for anyone. Melissa was very good with Gina and I caught myself imagining the three of us together in the same room.

Melissa came down from her spell, and gently removed the dildo from her ass as Gina was laid back, arms outstretched, breathing hard. She laid next to me, and rested her head on my shoulder, watching Gina.

“You’re as beautiful as Christy said. I’m glad to finally have met you, though this may not have been what you had in mind,” she offered with a warm smile.

Gina laughed a little, “No, not exactly what I pictured, but it was intense, and I loved it! I’m looking forward to meeting you in person, though.”

“I would enjoy that. I’ll let you two figure that out since I think I’m the outsider here.”

I turned to her and told her that while she may not be the common denominator here, she’s certainly the one who deserves all the credit for all what just transpired in that bedroom. She blushed.

“You know, I wasn’t exactly expecting all of this. I just saw you that day on the bus and never had anyone capture my attention as you did. It was wildly unexpected, but as you alluded to, not at all unwelcome!” she said.

Gina laughed and agreed with everyone while I explained that we’d been at this for a while now and the bed is looking like it needed to take back its intended purpose for a while. I needed to get some sleep.

“Would you like to meet up for lunch tomorrow?” I asked Gina, “We could go where I began telling you about this whole thing!” I suggested.

Gina quickly nodded, “Yes! I would love to meet the two of you there! I’ll get us a table at 12, how does that sound? And no funny business making you late!” She said, wagging her finger at the camera.

We both chuckled and agreed on the offered time. We waved at the camera and ended the call.

“I would like to get a shower with you before we go to bed.” I said, turning my head to gently kiss my young lover.

“I would like that. I’m pretty beat and going to bed feeling fresh would be nice. Do you sleep with clothes on?” She asked.

“Sometimes,” I said, “but tonight will not be one of those nights.”

“Good!” she replied, kissing me again before rolling off the bed and walking toward the door.

I couldn’t wait to hold her as we slept. I also could not wait to see what tomorrow held.

“I can’t wash you properly if you don’t follow me!” she said, beckoning me to come with her to the shower.

In that moment, I felt like Melissa had more plans for the evening.

 

– 7 –

 

 

Melissa and Gina Meet in Person

 

It turns out that Melissa had no additional plans for the evening. We spent a long time in the shower, soaping each other, kissing, talking and that sort of thing. She said that while seeing Gina was a special surprise for the evening, she couldn’t wait to meet her the next day. I admitted I was also looking forward to the three of us being together in person. When I thought about it, my mind when in a million different directions about where that meeting would take us.

After the shower, we went to bed. We laid side by side, looking at each other. We smiled and kissed and smiled some more before I saw her eyes close and her body slacken as she fell into a deep, tired sleep. I watched her breathing shallow and develop a more rhythmic breathing pattern. I spent a lot of time observing the natural beauty of her face. I gently touched her arm and ran my fingers down a little until I reached the bed sheets. I pulled them down a little, exposing her breasts to me again.

She was so beautiful laying there. I watched her sleeping and regarded her as a child. I felt protective of her despite her being dominant half the time we were together.

** Sunday — December 9, 2018 **

I woke the next morning as Melissa straddled her naked body over mine and leaned over, wrapping her arms around me in a tight embrace.

“Wake up, love!” she said in a tone louder than I would have hoped for.

I opened my eyes and she was there on top of me, her breasts hanging slightly above mine before she pulled herself close to me. Her face was nuzzled in the crook of my neck.

“I’m so glad you stayed with me tonight,” she whispered in my ear, “Would you like some breakfast?”

I returned her embrace, kissed her ear lob gently, and whispered “I sure do.”

I reach down and placed my hands on her ass, pulling her up to my face. She knew what I wanted for breakfast and hopped up until her pussy was just above my mouth.

“I’ve unlocked the beast within you!” she said, giggling as she lowered herself down onto my tongue.

I didn’t say a word. My tongue danced around her clit as my fingers began to find their way to her ass. Melissa leaned forward and grasped the headboard with both hands, like she was preparing for a wild ride. My tongue moved up and down her slit, pressing into her vagina then returning its exploration as I penetrated her ass with my finger. I moved it gently in and out as I sucked her clit into my mouth, hoping to make her cum.

“Push your finger in more!” she breathed out.

I did as she asked. Slowly but surely, I moved my finger in deeper as I continued sucking her clit. Past the first knuckle and onto the second, she let out long, guttural moans. I pulled my finger out and pushed it back in, going further in than before. Her legs tightened up and her asshole clenched my finger as her orgasm began to overtake her. The headboard shook as she began to convulse.

“Cum on my face, love, cum all over it.” I begged her.

She lost control of herself and sank down onto my face, suffocating me for a moment before her orgasm subsided. She moved down my body slightly as she continued to catch her breath.

“Now that I’ve had my breakfast, it’s time for me to make yours!” I said without giving her an opportunity to take me.

I didn’t bother to put any clothes on as I made my way to the kitchen to see what food was available and where the cooking utensils were. Before long, I had what I needed and began to make fried eggs, bacon, and toast. I didn’t like bacon much, but the smell was akin to the smell of impending spring rain to me. It wasn’t long before Melissa, also still nude, made her way to the kitchen table and sat.

“I love breakfast food,” she said, “I could have it for any and every meal of the day.”

I turned and smiled at her, announcing my agreement over the sound of oil crackling in the bacon pan.

“I love your butt, too!” she said in a giggle.

I shook my ass at her a little, laughing as well.

We sat naked at the table, talking about our adventure and the circumstances that brought us to that moment. She finished her food and stared lovingly at me for a while as I ate.

“Would you like more?” I asked.

“I want to eat, but not this.” She said with a wink.

I smiled and collected the dishes. After putting them into the sink, I walked over to the table, exaggerating my hip movements. She pushed her chair back a little. I stood in front of her and sat on the table and leaned back with my legs draped over the edge.

“I’ll be your dessert,” I said to her, looking at the ceiling.

She spread my legs and pulled her chair closer to the table. She used her tongue on my pussy in ways I didn’t know was possible. It was like she was writing a story and her tongue was the pen and my juices were the ink. Slow, methodical, accurate. She brought me to the edge a dozen times before allowing the tsunami to finally take me. When it was over, I put my hand over my face and cried.

“Oh my god, that was the best I’ve ever had.” I said, trying to contain my emotions. “How do you even know how to do this to me?”

She stood over me and moved my hands from my face and kissed my forehead.

“I don’t know. I just do what feels natural to me and hope it’s good for you. It obviously was.”

Her hands roamed my body as I recovered.

“I think it’s time we shower and get ready to go meet Gina,” she said.

I nodded and got off the table. We got into the shower and we made an event out of soaping each other up. I teased her by pinching her nipples as my hand drifted across her tits. She would take a little longer than usual applying body wash to my pussy, circling her finger around my clit. We agreed there was no time for shenanigans in the shower that morning.

We got out of the shower and I went to the room to get dressed while Melissa went to another, smaller room. I looked around and saw that there was no dresser in the room. I didn’t want to be nosey, but I guessed that her dresser was in the small closet and she hung her clothes in another room. As I finished dressing, she came in.

“What do you think?” she asked.

She was wearing a nice matching skirt and top combination with flats. Her hair was brushed and kept down, and she had a nice amethyst necklace on.

“You look great, as always! My clothes got a little wrinkled before we picked them up off the floor, but they’ll do.” I said, posing a little.

She came up and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me to her. She kissed me softly on my lips and said that I looked great. We both looked in the mirror one more time before heading out. I reached the door first before I had a thought.

“Hey, why don’t you bring that strap-on with us? Never know what today will bring and I think we would rather have it and not need it than the other way around, yes?”

“I’m already ahead of you, sweetie. I tucked it into my bag here,” she said, tapping the bag around her arm, “because I thought the same thing you did.”

We walked out and got into my car.

On the way to the restaurant, Melissa seemed a little nervous.

“Are you okay?” I asked, hoping she wasn’t having second thoughts about seeing Gina.

“I’m a bit anxious about meeting Gina.”

“Why’s that? I mean with the video chat we had, I think you would have been beyond that,” I said, chuckling a bit.

“You would think so, but it’s different when you see them standing in front of you. Especially when you’ve seen each other naked.”

I laughed and looked over at her. She had a smirk on her face, so it seemed while she may have been nervous, she still wanted to meet her and see where the day would go. I let her know the parking was coming up on the left and that is same side as the restaurant, so when she hopped out, she didn’t look like a lost puppy standing around not knowing where she was going.

We got out and walked through the restaurant to the outside seating area. The waitress greeted us, but I already noticed Gina, so I told the waitress our friend was already here. She smiled at me handed me a menu.

I smiled at the first thought I had, ‘Won’t need this dear, I know what I want to eat.’

I took both menus and walked over towards Gina. She was at the same table we had when I first began telling her about the bus rides.

“There’s Gina,” I said, pointing, “She’s at the same table where I first told her about our encounters on the bus.”

“Ah, this is the place where you two started.” She said, looking around.

“Yes, had we never had that conversation, she and I would probably never had started with each other and last night I would have likely been a nervous wreck.”

“I’m glad you weren’t, so, I guess I should thank Gina for that.”

“She’ll probably like that,” I said, “Hi Gina! I think you know who this is?” I added, putting my hand on Melissa’s lower back.

Gina dispensed with all the pleasantries and hugged Melissa immediately, kissing her cheek as she did. Melissa seemed to have lost her anxiety and returned the hug warmly. I was fairly certain I saw the hand of her distant arm grab Gina’s ass, but maybe I was wrong. We all sat and looked over the menu when the waitress came to collect our drink orders.

“I’ll have Moscato.” I said

Melissa looked at Gina, waiting for her to say what she wanted.

“Oh. Okay, I’ll have the Pinot Grigio.”

Melissa looked over the drink selection and chose a dry Martini.

“I feel a little odd getting something other than wine.” She said.

“No, you have what you like! Depending on how the day goes, I might just have a little of the harder stuff later.” I said.

We spent the next hour enjoying our meals, and again discussing the different perspectives on how Melissa and I met, how that brought Gina and I together, etc. Gina was fixed on Melissa the whole time. I don’t blame her. She heard my perspective already and not only was Melissa’s perspective new, she was someone that, until now, or rather last night I suppose, she had only heard of. I listened to Melissa talk passionately about our adventures while watching Gina. It wasn’t long until I noticed the same change in Gina that I saw when I was telling her my side of the story for the first time.

Her hands became fidgety and she shifted in her chair a lot. I leaned over and whispered in Melissa’s ear.

“You’re turning poor Gina on just like I did the first time I told her the story.” I said, as my tongue found its way discretely to her ear lobe. She took a sharp breath.

“Don’t look at me. Keep telling your story. She’s going to get worked up enough and suggest we leave.” I said, watching Gina carefully. One arm disappeared from the table.

“She’s rubbing her pussy and whatever plans she thought she had, are now canceled in her head. She wants to take you home have you for dessert, just like I was to you.” I whispered before kissing her neck.

I continued watching Gina and Melissa told her story. Melissa, meanwhile, moved one of her hands to my leg and was creeping up my thighs with her fingers. I hoped Gina would get worked up enough and want to leave soon, or else there may have been a small orgy happening right there in front of everyone.

Sure enough, before Melissa even got to our little alley scene, Gina suggested we get the check.

“I’ll get the check if you two want to head out and go somewhere else?” she asked.

“Sure, that would be great. I guess it’ll be my turn next time!” I responded with a grin.

She got the check and went to the cashier while Melissa and I grabbed our things and met her out front. I hopped in the driver’s seat and Melissa sat up front with me. Gina got in the back and I asked where everyone wanted to go.

“I didn’t really have a plan after lunch. Maybe go to the Mall and see what there is to do?” Gina asked.

I looked at Melissa and she nodded her approval of the plan. I drove off heading towards the mall. Before long, Gina whispered from the back.

“Melissa, keep going with the story.” She said, her pants and panties draped around a single ankle, her legs opened wide and her hand working her clit.

Melissa turned around in her seat and resumed the story from where she left off. She occasionally provided encouragement for Gina to cum all over her fingers, but she was determined to hold off.

“Christina…” Gina said, “please just go to my place. I want to fuck Melissa so bad.”

I laughed out loud and said “Okay, I wouldn’t mind watching that!”

Melissa began climbing into the back seat.

“Well, if you’re going to fuck me when we get there, I’m going to make sure you’re satisfied before we do.” She said, sitting next to Gina, replacing Gina’s hand with her own.

“…and then I called to her as she walked past me standing in the alley. She stopped and looked around before finally turning to look at me. I motioned for her to come to me.”

Every moment I got a chance to stop and witness what was going on in the back seat, I did. I wanted to teleport to Gina’s house. Melissa has a way of turning my vagina into Niagara Falls with her antics and this was no different.

“…I knelt in front of her, two fingers in her pussy and I was jack-hammering them in and out of her, when I slowed down and used my third finger to probe her asshole.” Melissa said, pulling her fingers from Gina’s pussy and showing her how she fucked me in the alley. She licked her fingers while staring into Gina’s eyes, and re-inserted them where they were.

“Don’t worry, love, I’ll show you that part later.” Melissa whispered to Gina, “I had her cumming on my fingers in seconds. She collapsed on top of me.”

I pulled into Gina’s driveway just as she described my orgasm to Gina. I quickly threw the car into park so I could witness Gina’s orgasm.

“Melissa… It’s happening.” Gina whimpered.

“Cum for me, love. Cum on my fingers so I can lick your juices off. Release the wave and ride it in, baby.”

Gina began to convulse as her orgasm overtook her. When she finally rode it down, Melissa reached down and took hold of Gina’s panties.

“This is my prize.” She said, tucking them into her pocket. Gina didn’t care, she was recovering from Melissa’s masterful hands.

Melissa helped Gina regain her composure and with getting her pants back on.

I got out of the car wondering how this would work tonight. It was obvious we were all worked up, but I’d never been in a threesome situation, so I didn’t know what to do. It seemed maybe just do what comes natural, which was the case with my encounters with Melissa and Gina. I’ll see what Melissa does and adapt from there.

Gina seemed to scurry in the house ahead of us. I showed Melissa in and we made our way to the living room and sat on the couch.

“Well, that car ride was not what I was expecting,” Melissa said.

“I didn’t even know what to expect once we got to the restaurant. Gina is a little fireball, so I half expected her to start something while we were eating!” I laughed.

“Well, I’m going to start something now.”

Melissa got up and had me sit at a certain spot on the couch. She flipped through her phone before putting some music on and setting her phone down on the coffee table. She walked around slowly, moving her hips a little more dramatic than usual. Before long, she began to unbutton her shirt slowly. She came closer to me, opening the shirt a little to reveal that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I would not have guessed she wasn’t wearing a bra, but she has nice, firm tits so it probably wasn’t noticeable to anyone.

“Planning for some fun, I see.” I said, grinning at her.

She smirked back at me before looking to the hall as Gina walked in. Melissa put her finger to her mouth and pointed at the seat next to me. Gina had a big smile on her face as she sat down. Just as she did, Melissa straddled Gina’s leg, opened her shirt and pulled Gina’s head into her chest. Gina wasted no time taking a nipple into her mouth, holding Melissa steady. Melissa took her shirt off and wrapped her arms around Gina’s head.

I happily watched them enjoy each other and I hiked up my skirt a little and unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse. Melissa stepped back and removed her shirt before coming over to me. She grabbed my hands and put them on her tits, using her hands to move mine around them. I squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, causing her to get goose bumps on her arm. She turned so that the zipper of her skirt was facing me and pointed at it while locking eyes with me. I reached over and unzipped the dress as she began to bend at the waist.

She turned so her butt was facing Gina and locked her thumbs into the loosened waistband of her skirt and pulled it down. Gina reached out and smacked her on one cheek and giggle.

“She has a nice ass, doesn’t she?” I asked, looking at Gina.

Gina only nodded, mesmerized by what Melissa was doing in front of her. As she stared at Melissa, she began to remove the clothes she changed into. Melissa stepped out of her skirt and continued to dance to the music that was playing. Gina had her shirt off and pants down around a single ankle and I had my skirt at my waist and blouse open. I watched Gina rub her pussy as the stared at Melissa dancing around her living room. Gina was opened to a whole new world just as I was, and she was loving it.

Melissa came over and stood in the area between our outstretched legs. She held her hands out to her sides, motioning on each hand for us to lend her our hands. We both did and she brought them to her panties and we both knew what to do. We hooked our fingers into the elastic and pulled them down together. She stepped out of her panties to Gina’s side, still holding her hand and letting mine go. Melissa leaned over and took two of Gina’s fingers into her mouth and practically gave them a blowjob before moving them down to her pussy.

Gina found Melissa’s hole and got it wet before inserting both her fingers inside. She grabbed Gina’s wrist to keep her hand steady as she raised up and lowered herself down. I inserted fingers into my own pussy as I watched the show. I still wondered how Melissa became so adept at the things she’s done with no actual experience outside porn movies and perhaps some self-practice. Regardless, I continued fucking myself watching Melissa fuck Gina’s fingers.

When she was done with Gina, Melissa took Gina’s hand and moved it close to me. I leaned over and licked a single finger from bottom to top before taking both into my mouth and repeating the same experience she had from Melissa. As I was doing that, Melissa got onto her hands and knees between Gina’s legs, removed Gina’s hand and started to tongue her clit. After tasting Melissa’s juices, I wanted more. I got on my back on the floor with my head between Melissa’s legs and put my hands on her ass, pulling her down onto my face.

“Oh, God, I can’t believe what I’m seeing.” Gina gasped, “I’ve only seen this in the porn I’ve watch!”

“You and me both, Gina.” I said, pausing my lapping at Melissa’s pussy.

Melissa sat up completely and looked down at me.

“Do you think she would believe me if I told her I’ve also never done this?” she said, smiling at me.

“No. Fucking. Way.” Gina said in disbelief.

“Yes. I told Christina yesterday that I was a virgin. That everything I had done to her were things I’ve seen online or done to myself.” Melissa said, leaning back in.

After a few minutes, Melissa grabbed my head and pulling it into her pussy.

“I’m Cumming!” Melissa said loudly.

I went in hard on her and pulled her tighter to me. She used one of her hands and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled. It was as painful as it was fun knowing I had her trapped. She tried to make audible words, but all I heard were squeaks and moans as her orgasm traveled through her body. I continued my tongue dance even after she was finished, dipping it into her vagina to taste her juices. I think the sight alone is what pushed Gina over the edge.

“Oh, god, Melissa! I’m gonna-” Gina said as her body locked up, rendering her speechless.

“Cumming!” she announced.

I released Melissa and hopped up on the couch and sucked one of Gina’s nipples into my mouth. I cupped her breast in my hand and like she did to my pussy that morning, I carefully danced around her nipple as I felt the tremors in her body. Melissa kept eating her pussy as she came down. Gina wasn’t as sensitive as I was and was able to keep going for multiple orgasms. I was a little jealous.

I crawled back down to the floor and began to kiss Melissa’s shoulder, making a little wet trail to her neck. I concentrated on her neck for a moment before moving up and whispering something in her ear. She turned and looked at me with a devilish grin before standing up and walking to the other side of the room. She grabbed her bag and headed to the bathroom.

I took her place between Gina’s legs and planted kisses on her inner thighs, occasionally giving her labia a little kiss and lick.

“Where’s she going?” Gina asked me.

“You’ll see!” I quipped, marveling at how wet her pussy was.

I leaned in and resumed licking her outer lips a little more when Melissa walked in. She had a nice sized rubber cock protruding from her and a smile on her face. Gina looked over and covered her mouth while chuckling.

“And what do you intend on doing with that cock?” Gina asked.

I chimed in, “She’s going to fuck me while I finger your hole and suck your clit.”

As I said that, Melissa moved in behind me and placed a hand on my ass while she used her other to position the cock at my pussy. She rubbed the head all over, then moved it to my asshole.

“Are you ready, babe?” she asked me.

Gina looked over me at Melissa.

“Are you going to fuck her ass?” she asked her.

Melissa nodded as I looked back at her, also nodding my approval. She used her hand to gently push the tip inside my ass as I stopped licking Gina and moaned loudly.

“It’s in, let me adjust.” I said.

Gina stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of her. Her fingers began rubbing her clit as she watched Melissa penetrate my ass. I looked back and nodded again and felt her push inside me a little more. I went to resume licking Gina’s pussy when I noticed what she was doing.

“No!” I said, smacking her hand.

“It’s so hot watching her fuck you with that cock.” Gina said, still watching Melissa work the cock into my ass.

“I want to do that to you later.” I said as I pushed two fingers inside her pussy and resumed sucking her clit.

Melissa began pumping my ass back and forth as my other hand found my clit.

“You’re going to do that to me later, but I’m also going to be doing that to Melissa at the same time.” Gina said, matter of fact.

I moved my eyes to look at her as I continued sucking her. She looked down at me and smiled.

“On the way to the restaurant, I went to Adam & Eve and picked one of those up for myself. It seems we all had an idea of what might be happening tonight.”

– 8 –

The Evening Threesome Continues…

Gina went to her room and brought back her own strap-on. When she returned, Melissa already had me on my side on the carpet, fucking me from behind. Gina put hers on and got behind Melissa and performed the same act on her. If only I could have been a fly on the wall to witness this scene. I heard a chorus of moaning from the three of us as we all gyrated into each other on the floor. I reached back to put my hand on Melissa’s hip only to find Gina had hers there already. I began to think about the future of where this was going and what arrangements would be had.

I suddenly wasn’t as into the scene as I was before as I began to think about Ben. He was missing out on a fantasy of his and if Melissa weren’t here, he would be. I decided that maybe the three of us needed to have a talk about where this was going, but I wanted to get back into this.

“Fuck me harder!” I said to Melissa.

She put her hand on my hip and held me still.

“Let me be the one moving here, I’ll fuck Christy and with that motion, Gina will essentially be fucking me,” Melissa said, educating us on the details of strap-on threesomes.

Gina and I stopped moving and let Melissa do the work. Melissa reached around and began to rub my clit. I focused on her movements in and out of me, begging for my orgasm to come. After some time, it finally did, and I fell back into my previous thoughts when an idea came to me. As much as I loved Melissa, I was starting to think she was simply meant to be the one in my life who affected change and that she wasn’t supposed to be with me forever.

I pulled away from her and sat watching Gina pump her fake cock into Melissa.

“I’d like to watch you two for a while.” I said to them both smiling.

Gina got the idea and told Melissa to take hers off, that she would like her to be on the receiving end of the pleasure for once. Melissa took hers off and got on her back on the floor. Gina had other plans as she went to sit on the couch. Melissa mounted Gina’s cock and slowly slid the shaft inside her. She stared into Gina’s eyes as she put her hands on Gina’s shoulders. When it was all the way in, she sat and looked Gina over.

I watched as Melissa went in to kiss her. There was passion there. Perhaps not as much as Melissa and I shared, but that by itself could have been simply pent up sexual aggression we both had. I felt there was something else between them. The issue is I didn’t want Melissa to walk away from my life. She was a good person and I enjoyed being around her.

I watched as Melissa began to rise and fall on the cock as she placed her hands on both of Gina’s cheeks, kissing her passionately and she rode the strap-on. I smiled, knowing Gina might have found a lover who will treat her right and who could really love her. I just didn’t know what Melissa was feeling at that moment. I didn’t know Melissa long enough to understand her expressions and her meaning behind her words or motions.

I watched happily as they both smiled at each other while their hands roamed each other’s body. It was like they were truly making love to each other. It seemed, though, that I was still quite turned on by everything that was happening as my hand found its way between my legs and was slowly making circles around my clit.

“She’s enjoying the show,” Gina said out loud.

Melissa looked over at me and motioned for me to come to her. I got on my knees, still rubbing my pussy and knelt next to her. She went around my hand and began getting the tips of her fingers wet with my juices. She inserted her fingers inside me while still sliding up and down Gina’s cock. I put my fingers up to her mouth and she took them in, getting them good and wet with her saliva. I put the wet fingers on her clit in an effort to help her cum.

“Cum for me, baby, I want to see your body shake,” I whispered in her ear.

“Let’s cum together,” she responded.

I looked her in the eyes and nodded as I leaned in to kiss her.

“That is so hot.” Gina said, watching us.

“Fuck her faster!” I said, looking at Gina. She smiled at me, put her hands on Melissa’s ass and began thrusting in and out of her quickly.

Melissa had to catch her breath as Gina picked up the pace. I was on the verge of another orgasm watching everyone be so intimately close to each other. All I needed was Ben to be here and my circle of lovers would be complete. I would had put him behind me and when he tried to fuck my pussy, I would have suggested ‘another place.’ He would have looked at me wide eyed and I could have nodded at him. The thought of him fucking my ass while Melissa fingered me had me near the point of no return.

“I’m going to cum!” I said to Melissa as I removed my hand from her clit and move it to her ass. My fingers started to wander as they found her tight, unoccupied hole and began to press in. Just as one entered, she burst the dam.

“I’m cumming!” she said loudly.

“Me too!” I responded.

Gina kept fucking Melissa as both Melissa and I came down from our orgasms. It was not a surprise that when she was done, she leaned in to kiss Gina and not me. I watched as they resumed the passionate kiss I witnessed before. When I was sure everyone was calm again, I began thinking out loud.

“It’s too bad I have to go back home tonight. I’m going to miss more fun!” I said, feigning disappointment. I was a little, but I also wanted to get back to Ben and tell him about everything.

They both looked at me with sad faces.

“It’s Ok,” I said, touching Melissa’s leg, “You could stay here if Gina would like you to.”

Melissa turned her gaze to Gina and stared as if silently asking permission. Gina nodded quickly as I expected she would have.

“I think someone likes you!” I said, squeezing Melissa’s leg a few times then looking at Gina.