Heike and Maria

Dear readers,

The following narrative emerges from my series “Maria eleison” and “Judith’s hope” published here earlier, but can also be read and understood independently. All the persons described are of age and just as self-reliant as they are freely fabricated. So they have at most a coincidental resemblance to actually existing people.

I hope you enjoy reading it and don’t forget to rate the story, because it only costs you a mouse click. This is the only reward in this forum that authors can expect for their publications.

Critical comments are also welcome, if you can bring yourself to write one. Good comments are an important tool to improve my stories. You are also welcome to criticise me in the process. I have a thick skin and I am happy if you feel better afterwards. I am not resistant to advice, but I do not change my fetishes, like classical music in combination with sex or my dirty talk.

By the way, the use of four-letter words in my case has nothing to do with contempt for women. I believe that I am using them responsibly and just to do justice to the intensity of the erotic feelings. You are neither in an anatomy lecture nor in the office of a gynaecologist. But if your opinion differs: I will listen, but I won’t promise anything.

And I must humbly admit that, even for me, well-taken criticism does me as much good as kind and encouraging words.

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Sex and music: the delicate and red-haired girl Heike and her cello playing

Chamber music for solo cello is something special, though probably not everyone’s cup of tea. And Bach’s six suites for solo cello are simply a delight. You can really sink deep into this music and let your soul resonate once you get the hang of it. Josef Weinheber hit this so exquisitely in 1939 (!) with the last stanza in his German poem Chamber Music:

…

Cello

I know deeply that everything is destiny,

the beautifully done and the unredeemed.

I am faithful to it all: Enjoy and repent!

I do not warn! I weep with you. I console.

…

But now to Heike: She is a highly talented and picture-perfect musician, a cellist to be precise, and must be around 28. I got to know her as the partner of the pianist Florian and learned to appreciate her as an eager and lustful founding member of the “Club of the Rubberless” (for an explanation, see Maria eleison Chs. 1 or 2). Maria and I have already spent countless hours of erotic passion with her. But her outstanding musical talent has also given us much pleasure on several occasions.

Heike is a striking personality. She manages the height of maybe just 65 inches with the crown of her head when she crosses the rope while skipping. So she is a real petite. When playing the cello, her graceful antelope figure disappears almost completely behind the instrument and it remains a mystery to me how she manages the sometimes widely spaced double stops with the incredibly delicate fingers of her left hand. And how she manages them!

But her flaming red hair, which falls straight down to her shoulder blades – and shines from her curly mons – makes Heike a definite eye-catcher. The gossamer face with its adorable snub nose is dotted with countless freckles and the two big eyes shine like two precious emeralds, especially when carried away by her music. A well-proportioned mouth with its sensual lips completes this beauty.

I have rarely experienced Heike other than stark naked and, if so, only for a short time. Her body with its petite arms, thighs and calves resembles her cello in many ways: it is wonderfully curvaceously proportioned and is characterised by two small and firm breasts and a particularly crisp butt. These, like her delicately muscular belly, are covered by the most charming freckles, just like her face.

As small and fragile as Heike’s body seems, it also radiates an irrepressible and enduring strength. She says it comes from playing the cello so often, but probably a lot of sport does its share. At least I know from warm summer days with episodes in the pool at the club that Heike is an excellent swimmer. She can plough through the water like an arrow with quick and powerful strokes, swimming most of us against the wall.

Need I mention the pleasure of touching this magnificent girl’s body? I have often witnessed men’s cocks rapidly stiffening. With the corresponding consequences!

And even when a somewhat heated woman embraced Heike’s body a little more insistently, my examining grip confirmed to me that a tell-tale slippery moisture was spreading in both women’s clefts. Let’s put it bluntly: Heike loves sex with a woman at least as much as with a man and can get delightfully horny in the process.

After all, Heike not only has a big heart, but also a libidinous one. I once had a particularly beautiful and exhausting fuck with her in the club when she had already spent a whole evening stroking, licking, blowing and fucking women and men and had been inseminated several times in the process. Once she gets going, she is insatiable for all her tenderness. Her inventiveness in delicious obscenities is almost legendary.

Then, too, Heike screamed her countless violent orgasms into the night while I kept her bud buzzing with my tongue, lips and teeth. Her juices soaked the red frizzy hair around her slit, which seemed to glow almost more violently afterwards. Then she obscenely spread her thighs and thrust towards me her breasts from which stiff nipples jutted upwards. This was the moment when I impaled her with all the force still at my disposal and, after several thrusts, flooded the depths of her abdomen with floods of sperm.

What came next was especially indescribable. Heike cuddled all her daintiness with her back against my belly and let me caress and kiss her all over for an infinity of time. But she returned all these caresses to me with her artist hands and lips in an even more devoted way. Our mutual speechlessness enveloped us in a delicious silence until – it must have been after an hour – Heike began to shiver slightly.

We got up and took a warm shower together where I was especially allowed to free Heike’s thoroughly fucked and maltreated slit from our shared love slime. Afterwards, we enjoyed a glass of wine at the bar at a late hour with the buxom Anke who was still serving us obligingly and kindly although she could actually have gone home long ago. Again, an intensely tender silence spread between Heike and me and we lost ourselves in each other’s eyes as if we wanted to penetrate our souls directly.

This even caught Anke’s eye who, all of a sudden, gently caressed Heike’s and my cheek and placed a soft kiss on each. This was all the more surprising as Anke normally was highly professional at the bar and kept herself away from all club intimacies. Then she also told us that we were a particularly cute couple although she knew that we were both involved elsewhere: Heike with Florian and I with Maria. That these two were still going at it with each other we could deduce from the occasional ecstatic screams which could even be heard at the bar.

As I said, Heike’s heart is very big. She had only affectionate comments to spare for Florian’s and Maria’s lovemaking and, on top of that, showered me with unspeakable love. She also caressed Anke after their outburst and pressed a fierce kiss to her erotic lips which are admittedly seductive. Heike’s capacity for love must be truly limitless.

Knowing full well what an outstanding artist Heike is, I finally asked her that evening if she would play one of Bach’s suites for solo cello for me alone – or in company with Maria. Of course, I asked her immediately to excuse the audacity with which I made this request. What happened next, however, left me speechless. Heike’s already incredibly pretty face and emerald eyes immediately began to glow as if the sun had just appeared over the horizon. Her freckles seemed to go with her, one by one, in this dawning of the day. Then she said softly:

“Nothing could give me greater pleasure than to be able to share with loved ones, like Maria and you, these wonderful works and my feelings about them. They moved me deeply in my early childhood and sealed my decision to learn to play the cello and master the instrument. Without a glimpse of my future, in which I could eventually play Bach’s cello suites, I would not have survived the daily toil and backbreaking work of practising. ”

“But I don’t know any cellist, no matter how famous, who claims to have reached the end of these masterpieces, where there are no more discoveries or surprises. But the fact that you want to accompany me on my never-ending journey there makes me love you and I never shall let go of you. Of course I will do my best to give you as much pleasure as I can. You don’t know how dear you now have become to me with your request.”

Silence. Long, totally stunned silence.

Sinking into the two green lakes of these eyes.

A sip of wine.

Swallow.

Silence.

Man, man, man, was that an outburst of emotions! I felt like a derailed train desperately trying to get back on the tracks. I couldn’t get a word past my lips.

Heike noticed, of course, how deeply I was hit by her. Slowly she brought her face closer to mine. The tenderness with which her lips breathed almost imperceptibly over mine can hardly be described. I still was completely flabbergasted and couldn’t utter a word, which is quite rare for me.

But Heike abruptly returned to her legendary libidinousness. She pressed a particularly slippery kiss to my mouth and said, winking, with a boldness that was as sudden as it was cheeky:

“You have to promise me, though, that you’ll get me laid after the music until I can’t get a sound out. About like what is happening to you right now. And if Maria is also there, you must serve us in turns so that we can slurp out each other afterwards. Did you understand?”

The spell was broken and I found my way back into this world. Increasingly, Heike’s words took on a casern tone that did not seem to suit this delicate little person at all. So I could only assume a position of respect.

“At your orders, Madam General. My cock will be humbly at the ready for its war service in your slippery trench! ”

I didn’t have any boots on. So I couldn’t slam my heels together noisily as well….

… but both of us could laugh out of relief. This also had a contagious effect on Anke who observed everything from close range. And so an almost Homeric laughter spread at the bar.

At that moment, Maria and Florian came to the bar from their love making. They exchanged uncomprehending glances from one of us to the other, shaking their heads at our laughter. They hastily ordered two emergency beers against the horrible thirst after their exhausting mattress sport. Of course, Anke took care of that immediately and almost at the speed of light.

After a gigantic first sip, however, Maria and Florian wanted to know what had led to this exuberant merriment.

We were happy to explain to them what was going on and also immediately looked for a date for a foursome with Bach for Heike, Maria, Florian and me. As fate would have it, however, Florian was about to leave for a concert tour. So the foursome was cancelled and we had to make do with a threesome without Florian. But of course all three of us assured Florian that the foursome was postponed but not cancelled.

Anke, on the other hand, said with a pout:

“And, of course, I am not welcomed here at all and may quietly stew in my juices…. ”

All four of us replied as if from the same mouth:

“Since when have you stopped keeping a low profile? What makes you want to let off steam with us? ”

And I added to that:

“I am happy to unwrap your cameltoe for once and lick the juice out of your slit.”

That evening, Anke was once again dressed up in a particularly provocative way. Once again, she was wearing bright magenta-coloured, thin and skin-tight hotpants, in which her cleft was visible almost indecently. She also wore a tiny, satin in – not perfectly matching – ruby red top and displaying her naked belly. The whole attire had a suggestively erotic shine, and allowed her tight nipples to show through clearly. And with the amply revealing cleavage she again showed off more than enough of her protruding breasts.

Did we call her the “buxom Anke” without cause?

Clubbers were regularly and inevitably incited to pick-up lines by her revealing attire. But she often met the men in a downright gruff manner. It remains a mystery to me why she always got herself dressed up in a way that made all the cocks around her to stiffen immediately, and some pussies to tingle, when it was never an option for her to participate in our frivolities, let alone our orgies.

But who is to understand the motives of the young and attractive Anke? Maybe she will explain this to me one day. Admittedly, she must earn a handsome income from her work at the bar, especially together with the tips that, sometimes, are lavish. I had a particularly hard time that evening understanding several of her inconsistencies.

Whatever. It had become very late and the dawning daylight was seeping through the windows. High time to say goodbye. But not without sealing the date for the aforementioned threesome.

This time, we all kissed Anke on her cheeks as a farewell. I wisely refrained from caressing her breasts although I was tempted to do so. Not only out of lust, but also because I sincerely would have liked Anke to share in our beautiful moments. But I knew her views and therefore kept a respectful distance.

About two weeks later, Maria, Heike and I met in my flat for our threesome. This time I had provided all kinds of refreshments, but had only prepared a few snacks. It had been agreed that baroque music and sex would set the tone and other pleasures would take a back seat. As agreed, Heike brought her cello to the evening.

The two women wore their shiny hair loose and had put on very discreet make-up. They wore short, tight mini-skirts that barely covered their bottoms and skimpy tops that – worn without a bra – showed off their firm but not too big breasts to their best advantage. They were obviously trying to heat me up right away with their welcome kiss. I was well familiar with this with Maria, but Heike was not inferior to her when it came to good taste in clothing.

The mood was decidedly lively and immediately after the two girlish women entered, a cheerful smooching and petting began. Both of them daringly grabbed me between my legs which, of course, I answered with appropriate grips under their skirts. Of course, neither of them had on any lingerie of any kind. After all, they wanted to get down to business right away. Both women already had clearly moist crevices.

We all first drank a cool glass of Riesling to refresh ourselves. But then Heike sat down on a chair, placed her just-unpacked cello in front of her and briefly tuned the instrument again. Maria and I took seats opposite Heike on my sofa which could have comfortably accommodated three people. Then began an evening-filling delight of alternating music and eroticism that I shall never forget.

Suite for cello solo No. 1 in G major, Prelude: a lively bubbling (Johann Sebastian) brooklet

Almost as in Weinheber’s poem, the lively sixteenth notes of the prelude to Bach’s first cello suite soon flooded us. Maria and I immediately became absorbed in the glorious sounds and immediately searched for our hands, moved.

Heike stretched the recurring tonics very slightly, but without significantly breaking the important metric of the music. It sounded as if the water was briefly stopped by the larger boulders in the bed of a rippling stream before it continued to flow briskly in larger bends towards the valley.

Is this how Bach wanted us to understand that he wanted to set his own name to music (“Bach” is the German word for “brook” or “river”)? I don’t know, and I didn’t really care. But I did understand that I was living through a favourite musical dream. And the beautiful and highly talented Heike helped to achieve this with a private concert for Maria and me.

We listened until the end of the prelude. Afterwards, there was a moment of delicious silence in which the music could reverberate intensely within us. But then Maria and I agreed that we would not immediately listen to the other movements of the suite but, rather, thank Heike for this exceptional moment with all the devotion at our disposal.

We stood up to approach Heike. She immediately understood our intention. She also rose, immediately leaned her cello against the chair, put the bow next to it, and came towards us. All three of us fell into each other’s arms and I felt the warm faces of the two women against my cheeks. A wonderful bliss washed over all three of us.

Immediately, we kissed and caressed each other, warming further our hearts. Consenting, we let the musical pleasure turn immediately into an erotic delight. Both women seemed more than willing to do so.

Maria whispered a soft thank you to Heike which she accepted with a fierce kiss on Maria’s mouth. Then a wet and hot tonguing began which almost left me out a little. But in addition to my own kisses to the necks of the two women, I also began to gently caress their breasts. In the process, I experienced four nipples erecting as two hips rubbed against my loins. Soon, however, I also pressed my mouth first on one pair of firm and soft girl’s lips, then on the other. And so we took turns kissing continuously.

Our stroking of each other’s bodies became more intense and soon included the more intimate regions. My hands went under the skirts to find two women’s clefts which were already soaked with juices. Likewise, four women’s hands set out to undo my belt buckle and slowly peel me out of my trousers. I still had my briefs on, but not for long. Then delicate hands took hold of my cock already protruding hard and of my bulging balls.

I stimulated both clits which were not covered by any piece of underwear. I only had to take off the two tops. The skirts were hardly disturbing and, therefore, could stay. The two women turned out to be real buddies. In no time at all they pulled their tank tops over their heads and threw them carelessly to the floor.

Then I sank first one, then two fingers into the two treasure boxes while my thumbs sent the clits into a frenzy. Deep sighs escaped from the girls’ throats and a gentle erotic wrestling match ensued, at the end of which we all landed softly on the fluffy carpet.

Heike was highly aroused and immediately spread her legs. As she did so, the miniskirt was pushed up to her waist, exposing the delightful slit beneath the bright red bush.

“Please come into me and fill me up. And you, Maria, sit down on my face!!! I want to lick you out.”

Wordlessly, Maria and I nodded to each other and fulfilled Heike’s wishes. Maria crouched over Heike’s face and pressed the dripping wet slit to her mouth. Immediately Heike ran her tongue through the paradise offered to her and sucked up Maria’s slippery juices. Then she licked up to the clitoris and tongued around it. Maria moaned her arousal into the surroundings.

“Oh my God, you’re killing me. I’m going to come and flood your mouth with my juices.”

Then Maria rolled her eyes and raced at high speed to the peak of her ecstasy. She stiffened all over and her breathing stopped for a moment in total silence. Then her floodgates opened and Maria’s juices poured over Heike’s face. Maria’s throat let out a moan that immediately turned into an orgiastic scream. Then she struggled desperately for breath and collapsed.

I watched this hot lesbian game and my cock became even thicker and bone-hard. But I still had Heike’s wish to fulfil. I knelt between her thighs, aimed the tip of my cock at the slippery entrance, and staked the petite woman with a single hard thrust all the way down. My bulging balls slapped against her perineum.

I could no longer control myself. I quickly pulled my cock out of Heike’s tight sheath again, only to sink it into the moaning woman immediately as far as it would go. Then I rammed her like a madman and felt my balls squeeze and ready to eject the sperm.

However, I still couldn’t decide which of the two nymphs I wanted to come in first. So, I urgently had to slow down. Otherwise, I would have cum too soon. Of course, Heike noticed this and bucked her pelvis towards me, contracting her pussy powerfully to spur me on again to more vigorous lovemaking. Groaning, I increased the frequency of my thrusts again.

At the same time, I reached for Heike’s clit, which was being moved back and forth by my cock moving in and out, but was not stimulated with full intensity. Therefore, I circled it with my index and middle fingers and applied increasing pressure. This caused Heike’s whole body to stiffen violently and she raced towards her orgasm as if struck by lightning. This soon erupted in a scream that one would never have expected from this graceful little person.

In the meantime, Maria had recovered somewhat from her lesbo climax, grabbed Heike’s breasts with both hands, and twirled the vertically protruding nipples. This prevented Heike’s orgasm from subsiding and Maria hissed to me through her clenched teeth that I should finally flood this out-of-control female.

With that, the difficult decision was made and I began to intensify my thrusts, now only intent on discharging my balls.

“Then you’ll have to be patient for your due fucking. Your choice!” I just managed to growl to Maria before my balls contracted and flung several spurts of cum into Heike’s womb.

“Go on! Fill her up.” Maria moaned at me, scurrying around Heike at lightning speed and massaging my testicles to make me cum even harder. I felt as if the flood of my sperm would never end. Jet after jet shot into the dripping slippery cleft. But little by little I also came down from my climax and so all three of us relaxed after a while. With a blissful smile from her eyes, Heike thanked us both for our lecherous affection. Maria pressed an almost never-ending French kiss on my mouth and closed her eyes heatedly.

For a moment, all three of us lay on our backs, breathing deeply and caressing each other, without any particular goal in mind, but simply enjoying each other’s closeness.

Then it was Heike who said that more music was still on. She rose, grabbed the cello and bow, and sat down, stark naked this time, on the chair behind her instrument.

Suite for Cello Solo No. 1 in G Major, Allemande: The First Warm Day of Spring

With an alternating look into the depths of Maria’s and my eyes, Heike put on the bow and soon the sounds of the Allemande rang out in measured tempo. Again, all three of us felt a warming sense of well-being with this music, as if the awakening spring sun instilled new strength in us after a long and cold winter. This musical experience created a commonality between us that one could hardly believe possible.

Not only did I feel my body begin to vibrate physically, but I also felt closely connected to the souls of the two women. Looking at the naked arms of Maria sitting next to me, I discovered the same goose bumps that covered every patch of my own skin. I felt with my index finger the fine hairs which stood up with a pleasant shiver. Maria took note of my observations and gestured with her head to Heike who seemed to experience the same sensations.

But Heike was completely immersed in the world of her music which took up all her attention and sensations. Nevertheless, her eyes occasionally made contact with both of us and, together with the sounds she created, conveyed to us all a total union of emotions. It was inconceivable that we could have escaped the magic of this outstanding moment.

The music could have lasted only a few minutes but it felt as if it had already been going on a whole day. The silence was total after the last sounds whose final arc felt like a renewed surge in farewell. Afterwards, Heike sat bent over her cello and let the right hand, still holding the bow, sink powerlessly to the floor beside her. Maria and I both dove into ourselves in a dreamy speechlessness that the music reverberating in us sustained for a long time.

It was finally Heike who led us out of our trance by gently putting her instrument back down, rising and taking the two or three steps towards us. At first, she fell around Maria’s neck and wordlessly kissed her moist lips with an erotic intensity that seemed like a direct continuation of the music.

Between kisses, Maria stammered a barely audible “Thank you” and caressed the naked Heike, first over her cheeks, but soon over her small and firm breasts. Heike returned these touches with an equally deeply felt tenderness and twirled Maria’s nipples with her small freckled fingers.

“You make me irresistibly horny” sounded a hot whisper from Maria’s mouth. But at the same time she spread her thighs to encourage further advances. Heike accepted the invitation with a smile, bent even further against Maria’s body, and let her hands glide over the heat of the offered labia. Heike lasciviously parted them and then pushed her fingers into the wet grotto, causing Maria to moan loudly.

“You’re literally flowing out!” said Heike clearly and audibly. She obviously had a tighter grip on herself than Maria and I, who were still captives of the music. Heike sank between Maria’s thighs and licked with her tongue through the openly presented cleft. She dipped her tongue into the dark opening of Maria’s treasure box and cooed obscenely and choppily between licks:

“Your slit still has a… deliciously lecherous flavour from you juices…”

And to me she said cheekily:

“Look at the way her juice is oozing out of that lewd pussy!”

Heike also had gone through an erotic battle after the first set of the suite. Looking closely between her thighs one could perceive a clear creampie and this got me horny quite rapidly. This time, however, I was after Maria with my fuck-pole standing away from me rock-hard. I asked her almost imperiously to stick her tight little bottom up in the air. She cpmplied immediately. Without further ado I reached directly into the cleft presented to me and said:

“You’re all horny and slippery!”

Maria turned her head back to me briefly, momentarily showing me her face, flitting a lascivious, dirty grin. But then she returned her attention to Heike’s oozing slit which she began to lick eagerly.

I had only one reaction to this: I placed the tip of my glans directly at Maria’s opening and, in one fluid sweep, I sank my prick into the depths of this cunt I was so familiar with. Then I began a quick fuck with long and deep thrusts. By now I was ragingly horny for this hot woman and didn’t want to hold back for long.

With each of my thrusts, Maria’s face pressed even harder into Heike’s wet sex which she pampered with indescribable abandon. She worked Heike’s clit like a woman possessed and quickly triggered an all-shattering orgasm.

Heike’s shrill scream went straight to my balls and made them boil in turn. I fucked Maria with all abandon, sinking my cock the full length of each thrust, arriving at the end of Maria’s vagina at her cervix before withdrawing each time. This lasted for a few minutes, then I gave free rein to my boiling horniness and exhaustively squirted thrust after thrust of cum into the smacking hole of Maria who announced:

“Now I’ve felt you flood me with your warm juices….”

I breathed heavily as my member quickly went limp and slipped out of its tight sheath. In its wake, it left a gush of white and sticky mucus running down Maria’s thighs.

Heike, already down from her orgasm, did not want to let her beloved Maria literally stew in her juices and meant good-humouredly:

“Now I want to slurp your deliciously muddy juices out of you, my sweet pussy, until you feel lightning and thunder in yourself. ”

Maria turned breathlessly onto her back. Heike threw herself between the wide-open thighs and wanted to slurp out Maria’s slit as loudly and as salaciously as possible. In the process, she also subjected the swollen clit to a sweet torture of gentle bites. Maria hadn’t quite reached her orgasm while fucking me, but was now scaling the peak of her next massive climax at breakneck speed, and was overwhelmed by one all-shattering explosion between her legs after another, even more violent one.

In wild ecstasy, Maria flung her legs around her and moaned at a volume that must even have ripped out of sleep my almost deaf and old, widowed neighbour lady. But Heike did not let Maria’s uncontrolled spasms upset her and continued to bring her to further, ever more intense climaxes. Spasmodically, Maria tried to crumple my carpet between her fingers and finally whimpered for mercy, totally spent. Heike granted her this and obscenely wiped her smeared face with her forearm.

All three of us snuggled tenderly together for a while before an almost inextinguishable thirst shooed us back to our feet. With unsteady steps we staggered to the table where I poured us all cool water into one glass and equally refreshing white wine into the other.

That helped a lot! And soon we were seized by a further drive for action. After all, Johann Sebastian Bach still had something to say to us.

Suite for Cello Solo No. 1 in G Major, Courante: Dance of the Fairies

Again, Heike sat down on her chair, naked like Botticelli’s Aphrodite in the conch shell, of course without the coy attempt of the original in the Uffizi to hide her modesty behind her red hair. However, Heike inevitably did exactly that with her cello which even largely concealed her cute breasts. Maria and I eagerly waited for the music to continue.

A special blend of deep but very lively cello sounds rang out around us. After a while, the music sounded to me like accompanying the dance of translucent fairies. True, I realise that Bach hardly meant to suggest this with this glorious piece of music. But does it matter?

My feelings about this and other music are my own business, and they are very real. I am also supported in this view by Igor Stravinsky, who once said that the feelings triggered by a piece of music do not depend on the composer’s intentions. Rather, they are solely due to the wealth of experience from the listener’s life.

There is no doubt, however, that such emotions also depend on the talent of the performer, who breathes life into the work. And, playing this Courante, Heike succeeded in an outstanding way.

Maria and I could only enjoy the beauty of the moment with blissful smiles on our faces. At the end, Heike delayed the tempo in a very short ritardando, but let the last note fade out longer, again creating a long echo of the music in our minds.

Then Heike’s gaze remained absent between Maria’s and my eyes. Gradually, however, she rose again, came towards me and pressed a wet kiss to my lips. I held her by her tight waist and returned the kiss until Maria complained that she seemed to be completely ignored.

Wordlessly, Heike broke her kiss with me, turned to Maria, sat spread-eagled on her lap and kissed her even harder with a never-ending French kiss. Her wide-open thighs gave me a direct view into the darkness of her wet sex through which I immediately pulled two fingers up to her clit which I massaged for a while.

Maria noticed this and felt with her right hand for my prick which she began to wank gently. Of course, this was not without consequences because it immediately became hard and considerably thicker.

This, in turn, did not escape the attention of Heike who suddenly rose from Maria, doubling over to me and turning her back to me. Between her wide-spread thighs, the very narrow labia gaped apart and left Maria enraptured with a hot insight into the depths of Heike’s love grotto. Heike then seized my cock, aimed it without much ado towards her wet paradise, and pushed it in to the hilt. A strained sigh escaped her throat.

Now I decided to let Heike take command in this fuck. To do this, I pushed my cock towards her while she massaged it with increasing speed with her rotating pelvis. I in turn used her movements for her own stimulation by pressing my balls upwards against her clitoris. Under this treatment, the pressure in my testicles intensified at a breath-taking pace. However, I was also able to foster Heike’s horniness further with a twisting motion of my balls around her pleasure button. She gave a choppy moan:

“Yes… yes… moooore… I… ex-… plode… any mo-…ment… dooo me…. fffuck… me!… haaarder!”

Then Heike’s stammering turned into a loud and incomprehensible moan. Our mixed juices poured out of her crack and coated my testicles in front of her slit with a slimy glaze. I dropped my balls and slapped the protruding clit several times with the flat of my hand which made Heike scream ecstatically.

With her landmark crooked grin on her face, Maria inconspicuously approached us and pressed her face into Heike’s crotch. First her nose pressed against Heike’s clit and her chin against my balls. Then Maria moved on to spoiling Heike and me alternately with her tongue.

Maria took care of Heike’s crack, licking the pleasure button a little longer every now and then before quickly and noisily switching to my balls. Finally, Maria also pressed two fingers into Heike’s crack and treated it with a quick finger fuck, seeking the G-spot. In the process, she inevitably jerked my cock which was also inside Heike and which gradually began to twitch.

I felt the pressure in my balls increase dangerously again, while Heike’s body also stiffened. Her moans, which had just been loud, suddenly died away under her next approaching climax. Heike tried to squeeze her thighs together but Maria would not be pushed away from her licking and finger-fucking which cost her a lot of strength.

Quickly, Heike and I were simultaneously overwhelmed by a tremendous orgasm. Heike’s ecstatic fidgeting catapulted my ejaculating cock out of her slippery twat and caused gush after gush of my juice to splash into Maria’s face. A outpour from Heike’s cleft also splashed Maria’s nose and eyes and mixed there with my sperm. A gleeful Maria collected our juice mixture from her soaked face with two fingers and then cleaned them up in her mouth, smacking loudly.

One by one, Heike and I came down moaning from our simultaneous climax. But the adorably dirty licker Maria was still enjoying our juices and moaning:

“I don’t think I’ll get anything this tasty for a long time…”

Finally, all three of us snuggled close together, with Maria spreading the rest of our gift from her face over Heike’s breasts and my sack. But she didn’t want to leave it like that and cleaned Heike and me again with her licking tongue. Then an indescribably gentle calm fell over us. Many a hand tenderly stroked the gradually cooling naked bodies.

In the midst of this calm mood, Heike finally rose, sat back down on her chair and remained sitting idly for some time, breathing deeply. Her flaming red hair fell gracefully on her shoulders and back, but also on her breasts and the still stiffly protruding nipples. Maria and I also departed into a dream-like state, nestled close together, silently enjoying our mutual body warmth. Almost thoughtlessly, my hands roamed over her belly and the base of her breasts, or between her slightly spread thighs.

Silence. Silence.

Finally, Heike smiled almost imperceptibly and took hold of her cello and bow as if in slow motion. Almost as if she did not want to disturb the divine peace she softly stroked the strings of the instrument to tune them. Then she looked down and nothing happened for quite a while. Then she put on the bow and waited another moment before she started the Sarabande.

Suite for Cello Solo No. 1 in G Major, Sarabande: Memory of a Dream

Two chords and then majestically calm and gentle mezzo-forte sounds flowed around Maria and me, ended by a long low note at the end of the theme. And this repeated itself, spreading greater and greater tranquility. Then the music moved into the second theme, which again ended with the slightly stretched and low final note.

I mentally disappeared into the depths of the music and at first did not even notice Maria nestling her head in the crook of my neck. In time, however, I felt her warm breath flowing over my chest as if it wanted to merge with the dreamscape of the music. The look in Heike’s eyes also seemed as if turned backwards into her inner self. Maria and I listened spellbound to Heike’s music and enjoyed our closeness.

An indescribable warmth took hold of us and we sank into a deep kiss full of peace and security. Absent-mindedly, I gently stroked the silky skin of Maria’s breasts without intention to arouse them. Nothing reminded me of the erotic battles that had just preceded. I only felt the longing closeness of the two women, one cuddled up to me, the other eliciting this wonderful music from her cello.

So this dream lasted a few blissful minutes before Maria and I looked up at Heike after the last resting point.

Then another one of those quiet moments filled with gentleness….

Slowly, Heike also raised her head, put down her cello and bow, stood up and joined me on the sofa opposite Maria. I felt as if a gentle breeze was approaching with Heike’s body. Heike snuggled up to me too and reached a hand over me to Maria’s other breast, which she began to caress tenderly. Maria let out a pleasant sigh from her throat. With her other hand, Heike stroked my face and kissed me on my chest.

I still had one hand free and I used it to gently twirl the wart on Heike’s right breast. This elicited the soft purr of a cat warming itself in the first rays of the spring sun. Then I kissed Heike’s freckled nose which, once again, fully delighted me. A smile brushed across her face, followed by a long, pleasurable sigh.

All three of us were still silently enjoying the warmth of our bodies and the mutual caressing, not aimed at all at arousing each other but, rather, at a cosy enjoyment of being together. Again, we felt as if the last sounds were still echoing in our heads.

We continued to take turns caressing and kissing, the kisses evoking more and more erotic shivers. After a while, I bent over Heike’s naked upper body and began to alternately kiss and suck in her nipples. With my hand I stroked her belly and circled her belly button. Again I was surprised at the taut abdominal muscles that felt wonderful to touch. Then my hand slid down to the inside of Heike’s thigh.

Suddenly I felt a warm female hand on my balls. But it wasn’t Heike’s hand, it was Maria’s, who wanted to join in the lovemaking. Then I interrupted the kiss on Heike’s breasts and turned my head to Maria, who immediately began an intense licking while I ran my second hand down her crotch to caress her pussy. With my finger, I reached between the labia at the top and softly ran it over the slowly hardening clit.

At the same time, my other hand slid into the moist paradise between Heike’s thighs, where I also began to work on the clit cheekily sticking out. But I did so gently, with a very light touch, so that the bliss of the warm cuddling moment would not turn too quickly into horniness, because I wanted to continue to enjoy the warmth in our souls. Nevertheless, I elicited a moan from both women.

In a whisper I told the two lovers that I – like them – only wanted to enjoy their warming closeness and the reverberation of the music. I did not want this to degenerate into a heated fuck right away. Both agreed to this request with nods of the head and a pleasant purring. An immense silence developed peacefully during which a hand occasionally touched my balls or my still hard pole, or one of my fingers got lost in a slippery quim. We all enjoyed this moment full of eroticism which was pleasurably silent and lasted for a long time.

At some point, I escaped from the two women and got us all a fresh glass of wine. Heike as much as Maria were grateful for this because, they too, were beginning to be tormented by thirst. Cuddled together again, we drank in small sips until Heike said the suite wasn’t over yet. Maria and I replied enthusiastically that we were looking forward to the continuation of the music.

“Let’s go then! “Heike said, returning to her cello at a brisk pace and getting ready for the two Minuets of the suite.

Suite for cello solo No. 1 in G major, Minuet I & II: But that still needs to be said!

Soon, Bach’s music resounded again, another inspiring treat for Maria and me. The tightly ascending octaves of the first minuet immediately made it clear that there was something to be said seriously about this dance. This was followed by the somewhat more restrained second Minuet but, this too, had a dance-like message. What wonderful music! Heike got her absent-minded look again, so absorbed was she in the sounds of her instrument.

But no sooner had the music stopped than Heike said with finality:

“That had to be said now! ”

And then:

“And by the way, I’m really horny now. Maria’s tongue and your big cock have to give it to me properly now!”

This naughty outburst of dirty talk from the delicate Heike took Maria and me by surprise and only left us open-mouthed in amazement. Although we knew Heike’s decadence very well by now, this tiny graceful little person didn’t seem to fit in very well with the obscenities.

But that only lasted a moment. And a very short one at that.

“Then come here,” said Maria, “and let us fuck you properly. Until a huge firework appears in front of your eyes, you sleezy piglet.”

I was dumbfounded by this sudden turnaround in the otherwise so demure women who actually both wanted to transition from tightly structured and contemplative music to lascivious sex without any inhibitions.

Fortunately, however, I had not yet overstrained my balls to the extent that I could not have faced another lewd fight that evening. If I was honest, I was even looking forward with great pleasure to fucking the two hot females. In any case, my instantly hardened cock stood out from me again, ready for battle and looking forward to plunging into two moist and warm paradises.

“Oh! There are two nearly bursting balls in desperate need of relief!”

Greedily, Heike reached out with both hands for my sack and, growling loudly from the depths of her throat, sank to the ground in front of me like a rutting lioness. Immediately she turned onto her back, flung her legs apart and into the air, and shamelessly granted me a direct view into the moist, glistening cleft of her pussy.

Maria approached both of us with her thighs also spread wide, crouched down over Heike’s head and pulled her labia apart with her hands. Then she sat her crotch on Heike who immediately stuck out her tongue. Smacking loudly, Heike licked upwards through Maria’s proffered cunt where she finally sucked in the protruding cherry.

But I did not remain idle either but pulled my eager pole back and forth through Heike’s slit. Several times I briefly penetrated the slippery hole with the tip but immediately withdrew again to excite Heike’s clit with my glans.

Soon Heike and Maria were moaning with lecherous wails.

Increasingly, my cock plunged a little deeper into Heike’s pussy until I finally growled and announced that Maria’s cunt was now due to be properly soiled. But she was completely distracted by Heike’s licking, so she didn’t notice my horny intentions at first. The increasingly strong seething in my balls forced me to pull my cock out of Heike who protested loudly. But now I could no longer allow any objection from the two women. I grabbed Maria with a hard and irresistible grip on her hips and laid her back on the floor. Then I caught her ankles, tore her legs apart, and growled:

“Now you’re going to be fucked till your juices drip from your seams.”

Frustrated, Heike whined that it was her turn now and that I had to fuck her. But I explained to her just as clearly:

“And you sit on her face now and give her a good slime mask with your drooling pussy!”

Completely stunned, Heike fell silent on the spot, but did as instructed and smeared Maria’s face full of her slimy juices. With a single elastic thrust, I rammed my pole all the way into the wet hole of the still astonished Maria, immediately began to fuck her hard, and hissed between my teeth:

“Now you’re about to get filled again! My balls are about to burst”.

Ruthlessly, I was after my ejaculation without delay and rammed Maria like a rabbit. However, both women got control of themselves surprisingly quickly and joined in a joint whimper.

“For the love of… Chriiist, suck me… and bring me… finally… to the launch!” moaned an ecstatic Heike choppily to the aroused Maria who in turn hurled herself at me:

“You dirty buck! Fuck me properly and slime me in!”

Maria’s wish came true first because I had to cum again very soon. But since Maria let me know that, this time, she preferred a cumshot on her body rather than into her fuck hole I had to control myself again briefly so that I could still get my cock out in time. But then my juice squirted out of my glans in a high arc over Maria’s belly and breasts to the base of her neck and finally into her hair.

At the same moment, Heike also exploded with a loud scream and dropped forward onto Maria’s slippery body. Immediately, she began to greedily lick up my juice, repeatedly spoiling Maria’s orphaned clit. Heike didn’t have to wait long for Maria’s orgiastic scream either because she had also been extensively prepared by both of us beforehand.

It took a long time this time until we had come down from our climaxes to some extent. Then we cuddled up to each other again and enjoyed the waning of the ecstasy and the increasingly gentle warmth of the other two. Breathing deeply, I smiled into the faces of the two women whose shining pairs of eyes shone in their own inimitable way.

Kissing between Maria’s firm lips, I licked over her white teeth before switching to Heike’s small mouth. At the same time, my hands began caressing Maria’s breasts. Then back again with my lips on Maria’s earlobes whose sensitive excitability I already knew very well. Gently I gnawed the soft flesh into my mouth while both my hands now twirled Heike’s towering breast nipples. Again and again, a woman’s hand strayed to my flaccid balls and my softened cock in a delicious caress.

It went on like this for quite a while until a pleasant sleepiness set in in our well-fucked bodies. I couldn’t let that happen, however, because there was still the last movement of the cello suite to come, the Gigue. So I rose and soon returned to my delightful nymphs with a tray full of glasses of water and wine. They took advantage of my short absence to indulge in hot kisses and caresses in a close embrace.

Gratefully, we all quenched our thirst, but without stopping our caressing and kissing. Soon the glasses were empty and I went to get more. This time the glasses were only half full when Heike stood up and said:

“On to the final episode!”

Maria and I could only agree and we sat down again on my sofa, eager for another, the last musical treat of the evening.

Suite for Cello Solo No. 1 in G Major, Gigue: Merry Farewell

Heike took hold of her instrument, looked directly at us – unlike in the other movements of the suite – and let a mischievous smile appear across her face. Still looking us in the eye, she applied the bow and began the Gigue in a lively 6/8 time.

Then, Heike’s facial expression turned absent again. However, her body moved as if in a dance to the sounds she produced herself. Even the broken chords sounded perfectly although they implied widely spaced fingerings. The freckled little hands flew nimbly along the strings above the fingerboard as if they knew no technical problems. Again and again, the mouth pursed and occasionally a little tongue licked across the moist and shiny lips.

Maria and I sank into the unbelievably light-footed beauty of these cello sounds and soon I recognised in Maria’s eyes an absent look similar to that of Heike. At the same time, goose bumps shot over her naked body which also swayed very slightly to the beat of the music. Maria’s mouth was slightly open in amazement flashing her snow-white, even teeth. However, I perceived the intensely erotic aura of this delightful woman as if through a smoke screen because this masterful music also took complete hold of me.

After another skilfully stretched final note which made the whole cello vibrate deeply once more Heike’s music finally fell silent. In each of us in our own way, it continued to reverberate for what felt like an eternity because of the applause-free silence. We sat spellbound in a dream of music and erotic warmth that still surrounded our naked bodies.

Finally, I rose and approached Heike who already had laid her instrument and bow to the ground. Out of pure gratitude for the deeply felt musical experience, I pressed a kiss to her soft lips. But they opened immediately and deliberately gave way to an erotically charged flap of tongues. When I broke the kiss after a while, I looked into Heike’s radiant eyes. An enchanting smile appeared on her face and she said:

“How you two have grown dear to me!”

I replied: “We both – I think I can speak for Maria too – have become very, very fond of you, Heike. Your grace and your music are a true revelation for us”.

“I can only agree with that completely,” Maria said.

Then she came over and kissed Heike on the lips. Immediately another fierce tongue game began between the two women who thus made it clear – also once again – that they never wanted to miss out on female charms.

I watched this hot game for a while. Then I fetched another tray with drinks which I wanted to offer to the two women. But I didn’t have a chance. In the meantime, Maria was kneeling between Heike’s widely parted thighs and was licking through her cleft as if she were dying of thirst. In between she stammered again and again:

“I love you, I love you….”

Heike was already much more composed than Maria, ruffled her silky hair with both hands, and said:

“I love you too! You’re such a lovely woman. You’re such a irresistible crush.”

And I stood next to this with my tray.

“May I offer you two ravishing nymphs something to drink? You are truly a sight for gods. But you must both be thirsty from your lovemaking.”

Of course, I knew that I was a bit of a killjoy. The women almost couldn’t let go of each other but then turned to me and gratefully accepted two glasses of water which they both emptied in one go. Then they immediately reached for more glasses, this time with white wine, but they only took small sips.

“Where do you always get these delicious wines?” they asked.

“You know, thirst helps mightily in such a case. But it’s true: wine is one of my passions which is not much less than the love for gorgeous women like you. The most delicate moments are those when you meet a beautiful woman for the first time and are allowed to kiss her. The same is true when a proud winemaker presents to you his latest vintage of wine. I buy most wines directly from the wineries. Many of these outfits are so beautiful, by the way, that they merit a visit on their own.”

Then I mentioned some examples from the region and also some of those further away.

But then I wanted to pick up the thread of our thoughts we had just thought through. Amazingly, I had reached a point where I felt a deep love for both women which, by the way, I happily shared with their constant partners. With both men, some of whom I also met in our “club of the rubberless”, I cultivated a firm friendship, albeit without eroticism. Unlike the women, I had no same-sex inclinations whatsoever.

“You can hardly imagine, Heike, what joy you have given Maria and me this evening with your gift of music. I can hardly imagine a greater proof of love. In my head, despite the ever-hot sex in between, this masterful music continues singing and I’m sure Maria feels the same way. ”

For Maria there was only one reaction to this. She went up to Heike again, grabbed her cheeks with both hands and kissed her with an unmatchable tenderness. Soon the two women were tonguing again but, this time, the horniness of earlier in that evening was gone. The two of them were floating on a cloud of tenderness that extended its effects on me.

Then I stroked the women as gently as I could and murmured softly:

“You can hardly believe the indestructible love that grips me for both of you alike.”

The women smiled at me with shining eyes and alternately pressed their soft lips to my mouth. I sank into an unspeakable bliss that felt as if I wanted it to continue throughout the night. The women seemed to feel the same way. We all dreaded the time when the magic of the moment would end. But there was no need to worry about that yet. We could savour our feelings as long as we wanted.

It was quite remarkable.

We met because we were all looking for couple-swapping sex in the club. There, we enjoyed the lascivious pleasure of lovemaking with changing partners. Several of the women often did this among themselves as well. Any form of horniness was welcome as long as it was consensual and according to the safe sex rules of the “Club of the Rubberless”.

In the meantime, however, we had actually found deep love relationships whose break-up seemed unimaginable. This had also happened to me before with Judith and Thomas where it culminated in the birth of our little giant Sophie. I was not prepared for all this at first but I accepted these gifts with the greatest gratitude and emotion. I explained all this to Heike and Maria. The latter returned their similar feelings with kisses of a tender purity that I understood to be a huge privilege.

Maria and Heike almost rushed to tell each other that they too – prepared for sheer lustiness – had gradually encountered much more, and much deeper love in the club than they could ever have dreamed of. And immediately mentioned a host of our “rubberless” friends. Envy or jealousy were total unknowns. Everyone enjoyed this multi-layered love without ever feeling that one person was taking something away from the other.

It was unbelievable. But true. We were all hopelessly infatuated with each other. And that seemed to be a stable, polyamorous arrangement! It was probably also because we all placed a lot of value on honesty and openness. Secrets were frowned upon and should really be kept to the indispensable minimum. Because – seen in the light of day – it was not possible to do without secrets. But that was clear to all of us.

Suddenly Heike’s green eyes flashed like the two precious jewels they always were. An enchanting smile crossed her freckle-strewn face and her mane of red hair seemed to glow even more. She came up to me, kissed me on my mouth, nestled her completely naked, graceful body tightly against my chest and locked her eyes in total surrender. She obviously wanted me to feel not only her small and firm breasts but also her pronounced mons against me and she moved her pelvis up and down my thighs, clearly seeking stimulation of her sex.

An terrific feeling of tenderness immediately surrounded me. My hands first stroked up Heike’s back and then down again where I increasingly included her firm buttocks. I also gradually increased the firmness of my grip so that my stroking resembled more and more a massage. Under the influence of Heike’s moist and warm clinging pussy, my member grew and, having become thick and hard, pressed into her lower belly. Suddenly I felt a small hand exploring along the stiff pole. At the same time, a low moan sounded from Heike’s throat.

Then Maria also grabbed my balls between my legs which she fondled in her inimitable way. Of course she knew from our numerous love games after the choir rehearsals how she could use them to make my juices rise explosively. And there we go! Immediately my cock thickened and hardened even more, which I pressed even harder into Heike’s belly.

Leaving Heike’s back with my hands, I grabbed her firm breasts and searched for the nipples which I found already stretched hard. Between thumb and forefinger I twirled these teats, knowing that I could let the juice shoot into Heike’s downy twat. With my other hand I searched behind me for the cunt of Maria who willingly spreading her legs to facilitate my access. With two fingers I grasped the teasingly protruding clit and circled it for a while. Quickly, my hand felt as if it was opening an increasingly slimy oyster.

Both women were getting louder all the time, with Heike’s moans of pleasure clearly muffled by our tonguing. We both heard Maria all the more strongly whose climax was obviously approaching in giant strides and heralding a gigantic explosion. She began to knead my testicles violently which triggered a sharp pain in me, but also made me violently horny.

My cock was squeezing precariously and desperately needed a slippery woman’s cleft to sink into as deeply and violently as possible. I was even spoilt for choice of cunt.

But luckily, I had already squirted several times that evening and could therefore resist the blunt attacks of both women. First, I wanted to give them both an orgasm as simultaneously as possible before sinking my fuck tool into one of them. And that would be Heike this time, at least at first. So I worked with my hands alternately on the breasts and slits of the two women, without refraining from my hot kisses on Heike’s mouth.

The result was soon two thunderous female orgasms. Maria’s body stiffened in several waves during which her moans fell completely silent. Then, another shrill cry from her mouth finally pierced the night. Heike reacted similarly and, indeed, at the same time. She swept ever more violently against my thighs, roaring steadily louder into my mouth, until finally, in uncontrolled ecstasy, she also threw her arms and legs around. However, she did not refrain from jerking my cock hard all that time with a predictable effect.

After the two maenads had come down a bit from their climaxes, it became clear that our musical feast with emotional dessert was finally over. Now this would make way for an evening of fucking that would last for a long time. The bodies of the two women, lightly covered in sweat, burned with a rutting lust that must have been evident in my eyes as well. My hardened expression must have been intimidating, as Heike and Maria later told me in unison.

In any case, I abruptly stopped petting the women and also ended the kiss on Heike’s mouth. My cock stood out hard and thick from my loins and, in this state, I bedded Heike’s naked crotch on my clasped hands and carried her the three steps to the pleasure meadow of three mattresses which had already been used heavily that evening. The woman was so horny by now that her slime flowed warmly from her cleft over my hands.

As gently as I could, I laid Heike on her back and then licked her juices from my hands. Then I grabbed both her ankles and pulled her legs wide apart. Now I only wanted one thing: to enter the slippery paradise that was opening up before my eyes. After all, that’s what she wanted when she grabbed my cock earlier. My hungry growl must have sounded like the war cry of a Stone Age man, intent solely on mating with this rutting female.

I grabbed my cock, applied it to the gaping cleft and impaled Heike in missionary position with a single possessive thrust. The woman drew in her breath sharply as her body tensed. At the same time, I said to Maria:

“Sit on Heike’s face. She’s just dying for your wet cunt. And I think your clit needs a good rubbing too.”