I was 13 minutes early for my Thursday appointment at 9:00 PM at the Verdure. I introduced myself at the counter to a rather large girl wearing a black towel, seductively tied above her breasts like all the others. A bold 'V' badge in gold, clipped on over her left side, glinted in the LED lights hidden below the shiny wooden counter top.
"Hi Roy." She smiled. " I am Donna. You have a few minutes. Follow me and you can relax here and I'll come get you soon." She gestured to a door to her right and I went after her into a small softly lit waiting room with three comfortable armchairs. I settled into one and Donna said: "Enjoy!" and left.
She looked a bit familiar as this was my fifth visit to Verdure in six months. As she walked towards the door, even in the dim lights I noticed that she was better looking from behind and her ample butt could be imagined proportionate enough to be even classified as sexy. She wouldn't be one of the girls inside as her extra pounds would be to her disadvantage. I saw myself giving my judgment of sexual attractiveness a dynamic standard of progressive lowering, because of my recently acquired single status. Sex deprivation was doing things to me!
Verdure was a large swanky establishment of three floors and as the name suggested, dealt with lushness and health. Being on the suburbs of the big city and no more than an hour and half away, it was a favorite haunt for wealthy middle-aged anonymity seeking executives. The three floors housed the 'Crimson Pad' in the humungous semi basement that received the fitness nuts in all shapes and sizes. The main floor, just adjoining the room where I was seated was called the 'Green Path' where a variety of naturopathy treatments were practiced either in groups or as individuals. The top floor appointment with Adrianna was what I was waiting for. It was called the 'Purple Patch' and had luxurious chambers for sensual massages. They were easily the best to be found in our part of the world and was the pride of Verdure that brought in the biggest number and famous clientele. As a result, it was the money spinner for Kelvin Wong, the proprietor.
Donna walked in again with what looked like a tablet and spoke as she approached me. "I am very sorry." She smiled apologetically. "But Adrianna had to leave in a hurry. Her uncle was taken ill. Do you mind if we switch your Cherub or do you want to rebook?"
Cherub is the term they used for a masseuse at Verdure. I was too horny to go home without a release, so I chose to switch. Donna showed me Tanya's image and told me she was ready to go now. I agreed. As she noted it on her tablet and turned, her towel slipped and she grabbed both her towel and the device but not before I had a full view of a good portion of her large pendulous boobs. I helped her by holding her iPad as she rewrapped herself, red faced. But I was not sure the towel drop was a total accident. Donna hurried away. There was none around, and I wished I had seen her butt instead!
She was back in minutes and told me Tanya was ready. "I am truly sorry about the towel." She searched my face for a reaction and got none. "You'll keep the same Kube, Waves?" I nodded. Then she whispered: "If you are lonely and want a good fuck, call me on this number." She handed me a card. "For one hour of a fabulous girl-friend-experience just $200. I do everything." She smiled coyly, close to my face. "But hush is the word! I don't want trouble."
I said I understood and walked up the stairs with her slightly behind so that I could enjoy the visual appetizer as a prelude to my evening's indulgence. I did not read what Donna's card said but stored it safely in my wallet. Who knows?
On Purple Patch hallway, we reached the second chamber called Kube Beta and Donna pushed open the naked woman shaped bronze door handle. The door itself had a full-length mirror that was one way, as I learnt on my previous visit, with a giant 'β' on it. I walked into the familiar intimate yet curiously open luxuriousness of the 'Waves' milieu. Donna left with another: "Enjoy!"
The three luxury Chambers at Verdure were called Kubes and each of them could have an artificial, yet realistically constructed environment called milieus. They cost $30 for 15 minutes. There were some ten other smaller chambers. I had chosen 'Waves' that constructed a hot sunny beach scene with a set of eighty-inch HD monitors and simulation of sound and temperature ambiance including a warm breeze. The screens of crystal-clear make-believe scenes occupied one wall and about a third of the slanted ceiling, the rest of which was fitted with a huge mirror. The opposite end of the Kube had a small glass shower cubicle and a spot with a dryer and a full-length mirror. The table sat in the middle, of course with the head end towards the 'Beach'.
I took a quick shower and sat on a chair next to the table waiting for Tanya. I looked around and was again impressed with the details to usher in the appropriate mood. The walls had several paintings of male and female nudes. The faucet in the shower corner was shaped like a penis in bronze and the water poured forth from a vagina shaped shower head. The purplish lights that dominated the entire floor oozed the sensual atmosphere and reflected the name and the theme of this unique place. The description is essential to capture the complete emotions that ballet around within these walls as I was about to get myself pampered.
I saw a girl at the door through the one-way glass. It was probably Tanya. She pushed through the doors and walked in with a beaming smile.
"Hello!" As she walked towards me I realized that I may have not chosen well! She had dirty brown streaked hair tied up to a small ponytail, a chubby face and seemed to have some acne scars. She was possibly south American of noticeably light brown complexion. Could not see the rest of her as she wore that black towel with the 'V' pin at the top. She had a beautiful smile though, with nice even teeth.
"Hi, Tanya. I am Roy. So glad to meet you." I gave her my hand, but she held it drew me to her for a warm hug.
"I think we can get more cozier." She kept smiling. She felt nice and soft under the towel and a little closer I saw her face did have some marks and her cheeks were chubby alright, but she was pleasant to look at. "So, what will it be, today?"
"I'll take the 'Two-Way Street'." I said, which meant nude reverse massage in Verdure parlance.
"OK, awesome. Shut your eyes while I take this off and get on the table."
I complied and turned away to let her have her exaggerated privacy. I guess it was more titillating.
I heard her movements and getting on to the table. "I am ready. There is a choice of oils on the rack"
I selected lavender. I took my time to turn around. I was going to make this as slow and sensual as possible. She was lying on her tummy with her head turned towards me with that glorious smile. Her bare back was smooth and inviting and as I glanced downwards, I saw that she had her white thongs on. Well wounded ample gluteal globes sat invitingly on either side of her thong 'floss' as I called it. She kept smiling, her arms by her side in apparently amused readiness.
"Are you going to wear your towel?" She mocked. I took it off and flung it onto the chair. She looked at my package still smiling. I was not hard yet but the beginnings of arousal were there. "Hmm... Nice." She complimented. Never had that said to me, I thought. Not even by my ex-wife.
I applied the oil copiously and wondered where to start and chose her neck region. I told myself that I wasn't good at this and I was not meant to be. I was going to feel this woman for my own pleasure as I should. So, I went for her neck very gently and at the first full touch of all ten fingers, she jerked with what I thought was pleasure. Wow, I thought. I was good!
"Your fingers are icy cold!" she complained.
"Oh, sorry." I rubbed my hands together while I kicked myself for that false start! Making sure I was warm enough I went for her neck, shoulders and back extremely carefully.
Oh lord, she had wonderful smooth skin that was yielding and soft. Her eyes were closed now, which was a good sign. Should I move to her butt? Traditionally massagers all skipped that area to go to the foot region and that's what I did. I spent the time gently feeling her toes, soles, feet and ankles with my focus and vision on her sexy butt and the crevice with the mysteries between her legs.
It was when I travelled slowly up her calves and her thighs that I really developed a sort of an erection. The sensations felt in my fingers had finally travelled to my throbbing penis. I was thrilled with that feeling.
I gathered up some initiative to move to her awesome ass. Underneath the smooth and soft skin was firm muscle. I went circular and then downwards and placed my palms between her upper thighs and separated them.
"Gosh!" She exclaimed. "You didn't want me naked? Never met such a shy man. You asked for 'Two-way' and that means both of us should be nude."
"You never told me." I defended. "Shall I take your thong off?"
"Of course!" She hoisted herself up to help me and I gingerly drew the flimsy white fabric down and off her ankles. I looked at her behind and between her thighs. As if to read my mind she parted them slightly. "Are you looking between my legs?"
"Where else would I look?" I was not ashamed or shy any more of my raw lust.
She giggled. "You like what you see?"
"Absolutely awesome!" I may have been exaggerating. I glimpsed her clean-shaven cunt lips and the beautiful crevice continuing down from her butt. I had that desire to touch and feel her close to her core but I didn't.
Instead I simply felt her butt with both hands occasionally dipping into her valley. Careful fondling and tender fingering to arouse my senses was all I did.
"Do you want to turnaround?" I asked tentatively.
"Wondering when you'll ask." The ever-smiling Tanya flipped around.
She did so with fluid gracious movements that defied her extra flab. After a quick decision, I went for her breasts that were of reasonable size but now flattened by the supine posture. I gently palmed her nipples, when Tanya interrupted me.
"I am looking down there and you are still not fully hard. Am I not good enough to feel and look at?"
"Oh, no you are." I looked down at myself, held my penis, and gave it a couple of strokes. "I'll get there. No worries."
Yes, she was a little flabby, but she was incredibly smooth. She spread her arms wide as if to present herself. Her 36C size boobs hardly looked saggy even when she was lying down, and the tummy flab was cleverly indrawn. Her thighs were chunky and sexy like her butt and her pussy was inviting enough; cleanshaven, fleshy, a visible clit and with a longish slit. I got all that at the first glance and now I took her in more in detail.
She was OK. By that I meant she was fuckable. I tucked that bit of information in the deepest part of my brain.
These thoughts were important as it brought on some more arousal. I kept at her breasts and noticed that her nipples had hardened. Eyes closed she moaned softly. That encouraged me to go on kneading her warm flesh even more eagerly in concentric circles and with a touch of gentleness. I went on covering every millimeter of skin till she hummed her satisfaction again. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Come on. Get on the table. It's payback time!" She looked down there again. "Aha! The guy's upright now! Good." That was the most salient observation.
I needed no further invitation.
"I am going to use lavender as that's what you chose for me." She said as I climbed on. I lay on my stomach and she went to work gently from my neck downwards. Her fingers were both soft and firm as if to tease every muscle fiber into total flaccidity. Soon she was doing that to my gluteal region. Cleverly dipping into more sensitive areas with a glancing enticing sweep. She even touched my balls between my thighs ostensibly accidentally. It sparked a warm thrill in that region, rekindling the erection pressed under me.
"I think you can turn over." Tanya's arguably shy demeanor and winsome smile were out of place in a massage parlor.
Now on my back and my cock with an embarrassing and expected erection, I waited with bated breath. Of course, my needy, throbbing manhood was callously ignored. Tanya went about doing my chest and even my abdomen carefully avoiding touching me there. Patience, I told myself.
"So why are you here?" She asked glancing at me while doing her expert skirting around my crotch area. "I mean are you missing something or someone? I don't mean to pry on you but tell me only if you want to make this experience better."
"Oh, I had a happy divorce eight months ago." I began. "We still live in the same house with me in the basement. We are emotionally and financially independent and the split of our assets was a smooth amicable slice in the middle." Tanya still showed no signs of reaching second base. "So, I don't have any regular woman company now. On my walks around Lake Spencer I see Julie, a woman around thirty-five walking her lovely yellow Labradoodle called Benson. She is sexy with mixed African or Caribbean blood and looks single. I have never spoken to her much but I almost walk every day to see her. By the way Julie is the name I gave her. You know, she looks like a Julie."
"That's funny. OK, so you want to close your eyes and think this is Julie with you?" She looked at me with eyebrows raised. That's kind of a nice fantasy, I thought but I hadn't even got to know her that well. I can't imagine being this intimate.
"Wait a minute. I have another one that I was dating. Her name was Gina. She was an absolute beauty in every way. In fact, I think she dumped me as I was not good enough for her but walked away when she heard I was still married. That was the excuse."
"Did she give you good hand jobs?"
"She did once or twice but she was such a knockout beauty that I was almost always doing stuff to her. She wasn't very participatory and at first I thought she was the shy type now I think it was a lack of a connection."
"OK, buddy. Close your eyes and go back to those days and imagine this one time she really wanted to please you. Did she have a good body? Shut your eyes and imagine she's here."
I did as I was told and immediately, soft fingers and then a palm wrapped around my cock that sprang to action.
"Roy, darling, I want to make you happy. Please forgive me for being so callous. I want to make up!" The last sentence was a sexy, husky whisper."
I felt a second hand on my balls giving me caresses gingerly with obvious knowledge of that damn testicular sensation,
"Ooh, you've gotten huge." Appreciation was instant following the obvious engorgement.
"Yes, you are wonderful, Tanya."
"No, this is Gina! Remember!"
"Sorry!"
Then she did the most incredible thing. She hoisted her left thigh onto the table adjacent to my right shoulder and spread herself just enough to show me her pussy and went faster with her stroking and started talking so excitingly dirty!
"Oh, what a cock! What a majestic beast! Gosh, I want to be fucked by this awesome piece of meat. Please, fuck me next time. Now I'll give you this tug but next time you must, you will fuck me, OK?"
I put my hand on her big, soft ass and she went faster and faster with moans and groans that did not even sound false and I erupted with a big cry of ecstasy myself. I pumped my load in the air and Tanya exhaled sexily with each spasm of climax.
She lay on my thigh for a while before she started cleaning up.
After she swabbed and wiped me with a warm towel, she suggested I get a shower to get the oil off and led me to the little cubicle in the corner. She checked the water temperature and let me in and scrubbed me down with soap and shampoo and caressed me very sensually starting with my back. When she reached my butt, she naughtily slid her hands between my thighs and grabbed my balls and then my cock. She giggled. Me being a week and starved soul, developed another erection soon enough and I had the audacity to request another hand job in the shower.
"No, sorry." She politely refused saying they were allowed only a single climax but kept looking at me while she held my cock gingerly. She even slid her palm up and down very, very slowly and whispered a very genuine: "But you have a beautiful cock."
I took her for her word and did not want her to get into trouble for sure. She was the only one that joined me in the shower. I tipped her $50 and decided at that moment that she would be my Cherub forever.
My regular visits were on Thursdays once a month; that was once every four or five weeks. After skipping the first Thursday I was having Tanya withdrawal and phoned Verdure for an appointment the next week. I got one at my preferred time of 9 PM.
I ran through my memories of my previous episodes. My first Cherub was Cyndi. She was Asian and while she was okay at what she did, she seemed restricted either by her own personality or preferred practice style. She was just not enjoying what she did and was simply going through the motions, I felt. Even her reviewers agreed. She was tall for an Asian and remarkably endowed and shapely though a tad lean, may be. So, I dumped her for Lisa who was from the Caribbean and brown and genuinely nice to look at. Again, professionally she did her part well enough but when I took a little long to cum to prolong my thrill, she curtly muttered: "If you don't make it in the next few minutes, it's going to cost you more." That did it and I chose Adrianna the next round. Adrianna was Caucasian, pretty, bubbly, short, curvy and a bit muscular like she works out a lot. She gave me a wonderful time with expert hands, sound technique and a friendly chat before, during and after. We really connected. So, I chose her the second time.
All these above visits were termed 'The Beaten Path' which meant the girls were topless and I was not really allowed to touch them sexually. On the second visit, Adrianna wore such a maddeningly sexy skimpy tight panties that her pussy shape was outlined. I told her.
"You want me to take it off?"
"I think so." I admitted which also meant I was agreeing to the 'Streak Walk' deal where the masseuse got fully naked.
When she got going, her ass and pussy were so inviting that I wanted to touch, and she went: "Why don't we upgrade to the 'Two-Way Street' which is when I heard of the mutual massage first. There were also more expensive options like 'Glide Ride' which was a body-to-body massage much like Nuru, the "Stereo Limbo' with two girls and the 'Fluid Phase' which was a jacuzzi session.
Also, at the end of my second session with Adrianna, she cuddled up with me on the table and had a real heart to heart like lovers. We were both nude, of course and with arms and limbs entwined discussed sex and our preferences and what her clients were like. I was surprised to know that most of these girls had regular and often live-in boyfriends.
Now it would seem obvious why I had made Adrianna my choice and had some mental resistance to switching to Tanya. It was like cheating! But Tanya did perform above expectations and I even began liking her looks which is another way of saying that when you like someone they get prettier!
With much thrilling anticipation I walked through the plush glass doors of Verdure about five minutes before the scheduled time. This time Donna was not there and another girl called Pam showed me to my Kube straight away.
The usual ritual of a shower was done and I sat waiting for Tanya in my towel.
She arrived with her signature smile and we hugged like life-long friends. I even pecked her on her cheek.
"Oh my, Roy! You are wearing your towel. Don't you know me?" I was thrilled that she remembered me. I didn't hesitate to throw that damn towel away. "It is the Two-way Street, right?"
"Yes. Can't wait to get my hands on you!"
She took off her towel and got onto the table. She had her smiling face turned towards me, lying on her tummy with arms by her side. "OK, I am ready. Enjoy, buddy!"
I picked up the lavender oil again, pushed her hair away from her shoulder and began with those delicate fingers trying to emulate what she did to me and failing, I am sure.
"You did my ass well last time round, Roy. Want to go there?"
"Sure." I went straight for that magnificent butt and enjoyed the awesome softness that I expected. I kneaded and caressed the warm flesh to my satisfaction and then went down to her thighs and separated them. She helped.
"Can I touch your pussy?"
"Oh! OK. Be gentle."
I understood. I started with one finger, my index and gently parted those heavenly lips. I sent my finger down the slit very, very gently and I think I heard her moan. I continued the same. Just simple slipping up and down her slit and I felt the moistness on my fingertip. I was now sliding in her lubrication which I had helped generate. I was jubilant.
"I want to turn over." Another encouraging expression of satisfaction.
"Please." I almost begged.
"You are fairly good at that. I want full treatment. How long were you married? Or are you thinking of Gina?"
I was impressed that she remembered the name of my almost forgotten girlfriend. But it uncovered a certain degree of involvement with her clients that was touching. Or was I special to her? Forget that, I told myself.
"I was married for 8 years to Valery. I guess I perfected the art of fingering my wife. She coaxed me to improve on technique and skill with a good dose of anatomy lessons."
She was on her back now with her arms by her side. She left her thigh open slightly to provide comfortable access. I stared down at my prize, amazing myself at the perfect shape of her genitals. Again, was I just praising a part of someone I have begun to like? No way! This was only my second visit and Tanya is a thorough professional and had no unusual thoughts about me.
I went down to business and caressed as best as I could. Now I was on her lovely clit and exercised my well-oiled technique of circular rubbing with feather light pressure. She opened wider and her thighs flexed to allow me more space.
"Can I go inside?" I regretted it the moment I asked as her hand came up with a side to side negative wave as she shook her head as well indicating my request of being a huge transgression of regulations.
As a definite distraction she grabbed my dick which was now quite erect with my tactile and visual sensations.
"Does your boyfriend do this to you?"
"Yes, he does but..."
"Hmm?"
"Never mind."
"Tell me. I will be quiet." I persisted.
"Well, I think you are an expert. Enough said." I think she implied that I was better.
"OK, Then, can I kiss you there?"
"Oh, good lord! You want to eat pussy? Sorry, baby. Not allowed. Keep doing what you are doing for a couple of minutes and I will return the favor."
I focused on making her cum if I could. I tried as best and as skillfully as I could. She did moan a bit and was squirming a lot and praised my fingers to high heaven but I didn't perceive the female climax that is admittedly difficult to confirm often.
It was my turn on the table. After she did the preliminaries including a few strokes on my cock she sprang another surprise. She climbed on the table and sat on me reverse cowgirl style.
"Did Gina do this to you?"
"No. Not this. I think regular cowgirl just once."
"OK. This is your first time reverse cowgirl with Gina."
I couldn't see what she was doing but what felt like was that she had my penis flush against her vaginal slit and was rubbing the underside of it with her palm while other hand was fondling my scrotum. Her hips moved up and down simulating coitus.
When she had me twisting with some happy groans, she asked: "How is Gina doing, baby? Ooh! What a lovely cock! This could win competitions."
"Oh, god! I am in heaven. Keep going, Oh, fuck. What a feeling. Put it inside you, Tanya... sorry Gina. Deep inside your juicy pussy. Am I inside, darling?"
"Yes, you are. Fuck me nice. Fuck me good and deep. Yeah! Yeah! Ooh!"
Half a minute more and I ejaculated, while she slowed her moves to synchronize with my cum jerks. She was the best at that. Some women, even Val at times just stop milking you and get absorbed with the watching of the squirting scene. Not Tanya. She moved with my rhythm of climax and squeezed the juice out of me in unison with my involuntary contractions.
She went through the ritual of wiping me clean, accompanying me to the shower, soft scrubbing the oil off and some gentle touching and fondling of my now soft penis. As she toweled me dry, I had this strong urge to hug her and I did with a whispered "Thank you!." We looked at each other for about three seconds and I needed to take her full lips and gave in to the desire when I saw reciprocation in her expression.
She responded beautifully with softness and we separated but followed that up with one loaded with passion. Our tongues joined the party and I devoured her mouth with the lust of one deprived of love. When we finally separated I had another soft erection and she smiled.
"You needy thing. You really need to love and fuck." She looked down and grabbed my cock again. "We already broke one rule by kissing and I think I should break another. Just this one time. It's just not fair."
She gave me another hand job while I clung onto her body with some special affection and a lot of lust. That was just a superb session.
Back at home and on my bed relaxed and happy I had some time to recollect. I liked this girl and I told myself I'll go to her every week. What was a trifle worrying was the growing affection I had for her. She said she had a boyfriend. That could be true or false as often these girls say that to keep themselves safe. I was free and, in a way too free. I had no female company or intimacy.
When I split with Val, it was so mutual and abnormally amicable that we even had sex a couple of times after, when both of us felt like it. We were under the same roof and that was not difficult. But now Val was seeing someone regularly and in fact, I had seen Terry's car in the driveway when I came in that day. Terry was an Italian like Valeri Moretti was. Perhaps they enjoyed speaking their own language and eating their delicious food while sipping their wonderful wines.
The last time I had sex with Val was about a month before I went to the Verdure. It was a beautiful last time and I even began to think that sex was better as singles! Val was good in bed and she liked sex and loved making her men happy. That was where the commonality and the harmony began and ended. Every other issue on finances, housekeeping, holiday destinations and friends (oh, god) were disastrous! Our sexual liaison was built on such trust and deep mutual understanding that, when we parted after the last time, Val said: "Listen, if you desperately need a fuck, I am there always. Don't go and do something stupid!" I nodded though I wasn't exactly sure what she meant by 'do something stupid'.
Things were different now. She was dating Terry and I was not about to disturb that relationship which was why I started having my sex deprivation frustration. Life was good after all, despite my single status now. I was enjoying it and will continue to keep that going.
And I promised myself not to masturbate at home in between to make the sensual experience better.
I was there again the next Thursday and this time Donna was at the counter. She squinted trying to remember and I helped her saying: "I am Roy and we met before, Donna."
She smiled cheerfully and appeared happy to be remembered. "Tanya is ready for you." She took me directly to the Kube and I waited after the customary shower.
Tanya arrived, we greeted and hugged, and she pecked me softly on my lips. She took control of our movements so that we didn't get carried away. Our towels came off and she jumped onto the table and lay on her back. "Let's not pretend with the massage act. Just get going with what you like to do and I will do you after. That way we have more time for the fun stuff."
"Yeah, sure. Why not?"
I told myself to be even more gentle and put my heart into my caresses. I gathered all my instincts and experiences in making a woman happy and went to work with a soft palm. I felt her smooth warm pussy lips with index and middle fingers and travelled upwards to her clit. Six or seven of those strokes and I thought I heard a moan. I told myself not to imagine things and went through another few strokes and changed my finger function to three. I used my middle to slide in the crevice just behind her vagina, over her perineum and past her puckered hole that I noticed was deliciously pigmented. This time I heard her; she did moan! I changed to both hands and sent a stiff thumb beginning from the folds of her thigh upwards and I noticed her muscles twitching. Three or four more and she bent her thighs to allow me more access.
I know why I was doing all this with a lot more intensity that day. I had grown closer to her and she was willing to cross a few boundaries with me. That must mean something. I wanted to insert my finger inside and then, who knows!
She was now groaning in rhythmic fashion and I found that an opportune moment. "Can I put my fingers inside?"
She was silent. My heart was pounding in anticipation. I had that extreme erection.
Almost inaudibly and in the softest of whispers, she said: "OK!"
I sighed. I wanted to work this slowly. I rubbed more oil on my palms and rubbed my fingers together to evenly spread the slick fluid. Lavender filled the room. I touched her entrance with forefinger and then turned my hand palm upwards. I slowly, very slowly slipped my finger in and I heard her intake of breath and saw her eyes shut tight. Her lips made a beautiful 'O'. My middle finger joined the party and I went slowly inwards and upwards looking for her G spot. The slow scratch like movements of my fingertips searched for her most sensitive zone. Val had taught me how to find hers and I used that knowledge to crawl gently up her vagina.
I knew when I hit it as she arched her hips and bucked and let off a cry of joy. I anchored on the spot, expertly drew the rest of my fingers in and out to simulate a fuck and used my other hand on her clit. These were all taught by Val and a few more seconds of this and Tanya was a writhing wriggling mess on the table.
"Oh gosh!" She panted. "What heavenly hands! Oh fuck! Oh my! Please keep doing! Ugh! Ugh!" I focused on my technique and concentrated on rhythmicity. A minute and she exploded with torso tensed, held breath and a huge, loud: "Ooh!"
Spasms of joy engulfed her whole body while I felt the contractions of her climax manifest in her vaginal walls. She went on with this for over a minute, I imagined, then collapsed exhausted and panting noisily.
I smelt victory!
"Come on." She invited me onto the table with her eyes barely open. A sweet smile crept up onto her lips and yes, she looked beautiful despite her freckles that somehow seemed to be getting smoother. What a passionate mind can do!
I jumped on and she wasted no time in preliminaries either. She rubbed the oil on my waist area and then went down to the business parts. I had a healthy erection by now. Even though she was still taking in breaths to recover from her explosion, she went to work with focus.
When she got to the exquisite fondling that passed off for massaging in this place, I was forced to ask her with the intense arousal that I was enjoying.
"Can I fuck you?"
She smiled her refusal.
She did her bit with the customary enthusiasm and almost realistic passion and I obliged with a quick ejaculation. She moaned and gasped with my reaching my zenith. It was wonderful as usual.
We went into the shower and she soaped me rather good before we hugged and kissed goodbye.
It was peculiar that she never asked when I would visit again. I knew that it was getting more frequent but she never wanted to know. Did she care?
I was there the next Thursday and I was in for some big surprises!
Donna was there to greet me and she asked me if I remembered her and when I answered in the affirmative, she said she remembered the towel coming off and did I wanted to see more. I politely declined and waited for Tanya.
The same scene in the same Kube and Tanya arrived with that exuberant smile and friendly greeting. She carried a small bag that she dropped on the floor. I dropped my towel in acceptance of familiarity and routineness and she did the same. She hopped on the table and I began enjoying her feminine goodness with my hands while my semi erect penis rubbed against the inanimate side of the table.
"Who's this Donna?" I was determined to know how she brazenly advertised her trade at the reception.
"Oh, she is part of the deal for the proprietor, Kelvin Wong. She works free here, and he lets her get her clients form here. Apparently, it does not affect his business. Do you want to go to her? I hear she fucks well and gives you a real fun time."
"No. She's not my type." I was being truthful.
"Hmm. She's a bit large but I think these types can be awesome in bed."
"OK, thanks. But no thanks. I think you fulfill all my requirements." I dipped into her butt crevice and felt the warmness and slipperiness of her womanhood. "How can anything be better than this?"
"Oh, thanks. I mean she would fuck and I can't really do that." She sounded genuinely regretful.
"That's fine. This is better than a fuck for sure." I moved my finger into her slit and moved it up and down and she complied with willingness as she hoisted her hips in invitation and accommodation. I felt her clit and her entrance and I wasted no time in entering her. I didn't even request permission.
She moaned and groaned and twisted in enjoyment. I was happy.
"Turn around." I demanded. She complied immediately. She even opened and flexed her thighs to provide unhindered access. Her vagina looked more open than ever. Can women do that voluntarily? May be not, but could be with involuntary compliance with heightened arousal! Wonderful thought, that. I had my finger in and then two and followed by three fingers and my middle playing with her G spot. She went mad!
I continued my masturbation journey and I had her cum again. It was very thrilling and gratifying for me to know that I could now make a woman come at will! I was good with my hands.
"Honestly, I don't know why you are a customer here when I am the one that's getting the thrills!" Tanya gave me that piece of genuine appreciation as she got off the table and slapped my butt as I stepped on to receive my treatment.
"I love your hands too. And your loving style of massage. It's simply the best." I was honest. "I only want to have a good session of sex with you sometime." I wasn't looking at her face to see her expression but she went quiet.
I lay on my stomach. She began with the customary professional touch. It was relaxing and exciting when she skirted around the core of my sex. Then, as expected she went between my legs and grabbed my penis. "I have to tell you something." She stroked me gently.
"Yeah, tell me." I was all ears. What was it that she wanted me to know? About her feelings? Or her apprehensions or fears?
Then her words exploded in my ears. "I am a lesbian!"
"What?"
"Yes. I am sorry I pretended otherwise."
I was silent for a whole thirty seconds while I felt my cock being caressed. "You said you had a boyfriend."
"I am sorry. Sabi is a girl. Sabrina. She lives with me."
"But how..." I couldn't understand a lot of things.
"I know. You are wondering how I do this business while I am not into men. But actually, it is much easier when you have no attraction and your partner has no issues of jealousy. The other girls here do have plenty of worries with their boyfriends getting nosey and envious."
"OK." I went quiet and even forgot that she was still playing with me. I even lost my erection and she noticed.
"Very sorry about that and I hope to still make you happy. I have something special for you." She walked up to her bag and got something out; something a little larger than her hand. She brought it over and showed it to me. It was an artificial vagina! "You are going to have a near authentic experience today."
"Wow!"
She showed it to me and it was like the ones I had seen before in those adult shops. This was flesh colored and realistic considering it even had a trimmed bush. "Come on." She invited. "Come and fuck me. You must do it standing. That's the best posture for this thing."
I got off the table and she stood on a step to provide the perfect alignment.
She then placed and gripped the toy between her upper thighs, right under her crotch, lubricated it copiously and said: "Go for it. It's all yours!" Then she looked down and saw I was not fully erect. "Oh, you pitiful thing you need some juice to get going."
She put the toy back on the table and thought for a while. Then she pulled me back shoved me against the table edge and went down on her haunches. Before I could think she put my cock n her mouth. I thought that was taboo but she was the boss. She caressed me expertly with her lips and tongue and I needed no further stimulus to go erect again. She stroked me in and out with her lips and caressed the underside of my balls. Boy, was she good at this! And she had a female partner?
"OK. I think we are good to go." She stood up on the step again and placed the toy between her thighs before she held me and gently slipped into the well oiled crevice. It was a good and natural feeling and I did not wait to make my hips move.
The slippery, soft insides of the cunt I was fucking was simply silken smooth and realistic. With Tanya groaning and grunting in my ear and her hands doing the exquisite rounds all over my back added with her lips going gently over my shoulder, neck and ears was maddening enough for me to explode. I did with a huge yell of delight and she moaned with me in wonderful unison. I slumped onto her, she slipped back on the table, and I slithered by her side in exhaustion.
I got my breath back and then thanked her for her innovative genius. "Did you like it?" She touched my face like a lover.
"It was tremendous and a novelty for me." I thought for a while. "That gadget is good. Real good fabric."
"Yes. That's what the guys say."
I didn't want to ask who these guys were instead I asked: "I still haven't had the real thing."
"No, naughty boy."
We lay for a while on the table, naked, lubricated and skin to skin. I like those quiet cool-off minutes.
Soon we were in the shower and Tanya cleaned me up and herself as well. As is usual I had my second hard on with her soft and loving touches everywhere. We stood awfully close and looking into each other's eyes and a passionate kiss that was brewing simply happened. A full minute or two I devoured her lips, her tongue, and every inch of her lovely mouth. My hands felt her smooth back and her perky breasts.
The temptation was too much to handle. I grabbed my cock bent my knees to position and shoved it forcefully onto her pussy. She jerked as a part of me dipped momentarily into her softness.
"Oh! Wait. Listen to me. I have a plan!" She seemed to have broken through something dammed up in her mind.
I withdrew. "What?"
"I have spoken to Sabrina, my partner. I told her about you and I convinced her that you both should meet. So why don't you come home one day. I will text you the day, time, and address."
I needed time to think. What was this all about? She sounded genuine. So, what was I worried about? I guess I will agree and see where it goes.
"So?"
"Yeah, sure. Let me know." I would have sounded doubtful.
"Don't worry. We'll have a nice Japanese dinner at home. We have a small place but cozy enough for the three of us."
"OK. Perfect. But take care of me now, please."
She grunted an almost bored smile but took hold of me and jerked me off in her inimitable and expert style; full length strokes with one hand and soft caresses under my scrotum with the other. Her lips did the gorgeous journey over neck, shoulder, chest and finally made love to my nipples. With a joyful forward thrust of my hips I ejaculated. Cum squirted out to the floor and flowed between her thumb and index. "Ooh!" She crooned. She certainly loved that moment.
On my way back home, I thought about the new proposition. What do I do with two lesbians? Unique and unexpected as that was, there was also an element of curious excitement of the unknown. My manly juices wanted only one thing and that too with one woman. Well there was no way I was going to claim her love if she was homosexual, but could there be a peculiar way of sharing it if she was hetero? What about this other girl, Sabrina? Where would she fit in? Wonder how Tanya has explained me to Sabrina.
I reached home and as I settled down for the night I had this balmy satisfaction of my steady progression with Tanya. From being only a sensual masseuse, she had morphed, albeit unhurriedly, into a quasi-sexual partner devoid of love, I thought. The affection part I could do without and that was fine.
Now I had to wait for the message, and was I impatient! I did not want to relegate my position by contacting her. I bit my lip and infused a large dose of patience into my head.
It took her six days to respond. It was tough to find a convenient day for both, she texted. It was a Sunday evening and even though that was not my preference, I agreed and noted the address. She expected me at 5:30 and there was a buzzer number to get myself into #1507, 611, Fulwood Drive.
The days dragged on with each hour bringing me into fantasy land. My work suffered and I needed to make up at home at night to keep things under control. Somehow, the weekend and then Sunday arrived. I shaved and trimmed my mustache and beard to a nice number 1 length. I looked down and nodded an approval of my body hair. The scissors were there in front of me and I gave in to the temptation to trim my bush a wee bit. I shampooed and conditioned my hair and gave myself a copious dose of body wash fluid and soaped and scrubbed myself thrice to be nice and clean. I applied body lotion all over and after a thorough inspection on my full-length bathroom mirror, I walked up to my wardrobe to choose my clothes carefully. I paid a lot of attention to my innerwear. Silky satin black modest underpants and a cream vest is what I chose together with a full sleeved apple green sports shirt and light blue denim jeans. I picked a rich brown belt and matching socks and shoes.
I dressed slowly and painstakingly to get every crease in its place. I picked up the bottle of Italian wine and bouquet of pink roses and was just getting into my car when I heard the buzz of a text message. It was Tanya and she said they'll be down to meet me and that we should take a walk by the lake before we go back for dinner. I said I was OK with that.
I was ready and indeed I was prepared like I was on a date with someone incredibly special. Except, of course, that this girl was a professional and proficient sensual massage expert! I denied to myself that I was in love but accepted that my lust was driven by the lack of it.
Then, she was a lesbian!
I arrived at the light brown multi-storied residential tower and I spotted the two women in the porch as I swung into a visitors' parking slot. I got out, left the wine and flowers in the car for after the walk and waved at the girls who responded.
I walked towards them and I noticed Tanya dressed for the first time. She was in a crimson skirt with a yellow shirt and looked pretty awesome with her streaked brown hair, touched up face and a soft pink lip gloss. Her chunky thighs disappeared under her skirt hem seductively just above her knees and her wonderful hips flared just below her waist squeezed by a narrow leather belt. The loose shirt let her breast protrusions provide a mystery to their shape.
Even with Tanya's high heels, the girl standing by her side, Sabrina was taller and slimmer and, as I got closer realized was very pretty with a shy demeanor. Her awkward smile revealed some internal trepidation that I would expect. She wore a thin earthy brown dress that was loose and flowing and went down below her knees. She appeared delightfully shapely from the front. Her face was round but with regular and even sharp features and her curly shoulder length dark-brown hair was groomed to fall stylishly with waves with an attractive sheen. Her complexion shone with youthful health. Yes, she was very pretty and quite sexy too. What a waste of a girl to be a lesbian!
The greeting was simple and as expected; Tanya and I hugged while Sabi stretched out a formal hand for me to shake politely, not missing the softness and smoothness of her overall attractiveness.
We were walking, I was told, to the lakeside Japanese restaurant to pick up a takeaway and the walk was the pride of the locality. Most of the distance of a few hundred yards of sidewalk was me with Tanya and Sabi a few steps ahead. That's when I ogled the girl's butt that had the proportionate protrusion to width ratio presently amply displayed by the gentle wind behind us. As her hips rolled with her feminine gait, the flimsy dress rode her curves and crevices giving me plenty to get aroused about.
Tanya, the astute observer of stuff around her, obviously noticed. When she got a moment when we were away from earshot range she whispered: "Do you like her? She is sexy, huh? I told her all about you and she is kind of excited! I also mentioned your prize-winning cock."
"Oh, wow! Not sure how I should feel about this. You guys are lovers."
"Don't worry we'll be fine. It's going to be an exciting evening."
The stroll itself was pleasant as we went past flowery shrubs and manicured lawns by the lake. Children played with their sounds of lovable squeaks and laughs. Some youth kicked a soccer ball around. A sprinkling of couples and families enjoyed the last bit of summer on a Sunday evening. The background hum of wavelets added to the blissful milieu. For me, there was excitement of the unknown added.
Two desirable women! One whom I have been itching to have sex with for a while and another, introduced just today to me, more attractive and remarkably fuckable but with a mysteriously unknown introduction to this threesome meeting. After ordering and picking up whatever we liked, which I wasn't fussy about and the ladies refused to let me pay, we walked back. Again, Sabi was quiet except for a few words when ordering and I wondered seriously for the first time if I shouldn't have asked Tanya a little more, in fact plenty more, about our little party. I had no idea of what the expectations were and how the young woman would fit in if Tanya and I got intimate. After all this whole thing was planned on the premise that we were going to have sex.
An essential element that I often forgot in my thoughts was that these two women were homosexual and nothing provided me with a reasonable hint that they might be bi. Did women switch in their sexual preferences? Do lesbians ever slide sometimes to the other side? I knew from Val that many straight women often had desires for other women even as an experiment. Who knows?
We reached the building and I picked up the wine and flowers gave them to the girls and this time I hugged Sabi and she responded sportingly.
"Thanks so much for inviting me. I am so thrilled to be your guest and I am so glad to meet you, Sabi."
For the first time I saw her smile broadly. I noticed a bit of prognathism in her which was a protrusion of the lower teeth ahead of the upper, but it was not prominent enough to compromise her beauty. No one's perfect, right. "Oh, thanks for coming over. I like whatever Tanya likes." She looked down shyly but picked herself up again to giggle.
We rode up the elevator with minimal conversation and walked into a modest but spacious apartment. The foyer and the small living area had the kitchen on the left and a bigger area for dining and a television.
"Make your self comfortable, Roy. We are in for a beautiful evening!" Tanya cooed in her enthusiastic cheerfulness. I wondered what she had planned. Or did she plan at all?
"What will you have to drink?" Sabrina got into host mode. "Wine, beer, vodka?"
"Some red, please."
I was given my glass of Italian and the two women poured themselves a stiff shot of Absolut vodka. Somehow Sabi didn't strike me as a vodka drinker but there you are; women can surprise you.
We moved onto our Japanese dinner with not much happening when almost out of the blue Tanya began.
"OK, Roy, you need to know the agenda. Sabi and I have discussed this as we have done this before. Yes, we have but with another couple of friends that are girls. We have dinner, like today and then we play some soft instrumental music and we turn off the lights." She looked at me for my reaction. Getting only a benign smile of residual curiosity she continued, glancing at Sabi who was nervously looking at her hands. "Well then we all get undressed. Does that get you excited, Roy?"
"Yeah. I guess. Undressed meaning completely?"
"Not a stitch! Then we let things flow."
Sabi was still fiddling her sushi with her chopsticks, somehow a bit embarrassed. For me she was the source of excitement as Tanya was familiar territory for me. Tanya read my mind.
"She'll blow your mind, Roy. She's very sexy!"
With that introduction and the erotic anticipation playing games in my mind we finished dinner and got ourselves another drink that warmed our insides and the music began. I heard familiar 60s instrumentals on piano by Frenchman, Richard Clayderman. Tanya switched off the lights and I heard her say: "We'll be back." and they went in leaving me in pitch darkness. It was surprising how the room got so dark. Not a bit of illumination crept through the blinds. Awkwardly I undressed and after a couple of seconds of thinking, I left my silk underwear on and felt my way onto the sofa.
The girls took a while and I felt the excitement grow in me. This was brand new stuff!
Then I heard the rustle of curtains or something and the sounds of soft footsteps. Vague silhouettes appeared until they transformed into girl forms.
"Roy!" It was Tanya.
"I am here." I said with a tingle of anticipation and a small dose of uncertainly.
"Stand up. Join us."
Tanya appeared on my left and Sabrina was on my right. Their arms snaked their way behind me and wrapped around my waist. I did the same and felt for the first time in my life, the warm and tender flesh of two women on either side.
"Hey! You are wearing something!" Tanya exclaimed. "Take it off."
I needn't have bothered as she was already pulling them down my thighs. If I needed a little more sexual prodding this was it. I started having an erection as the anxiety or whatever melted away. Our bodies were pressed together and I felt the hotness, smoothness and softness of both women. I couldn't see much and I didn't want to either. It was impossible not to compare. The youthful feminineness of Sabrina poured out as velvety softness while Tanya's familiar firmer tone was pronounced.
Soon as anticipated, Tanya's hand slipped downwards and very tenderly held my cock. It needed no further invitation to engorge to maximum. We kept swaying to the music.
"Sabi, feel him, will you?" She whispered. "Roy be gentle with Sabi. She has never touched a cock. Come darling, it's nice. Roy is a Greek god down there."
I think Tanya held Sabi's hand to bring it down and as I felt a different hand touch me I heard the sharp intake of breath on my right. The other hand was very tentative and just stayed motionless until Tanya held it to guide.
"Stroke him, Feel the length of him. See how smooth and soft the skin is, though there is passion filled hardness underneath. Love it."
I felt two hands now. One on my shaft giving me slow unsure strokes and one under my balls fondling tenderly. With progressive visual accommodation I could now see quite vividly. The one on my left was the familiar naked form. On my right was the one to see. Below her pretty face her breasts were visible; shapely, averagely sized and with pointed nipples atop cone shaped areolae. I postponed the viewing the lower department for later.
Almost out of the blue and in an odd order of sequence, Tanya grabbed me by the neck and kissed me passionately, with tongue and all. She then tuned towards Sabrina and kissed her as well and equally passionately. There were sounds of smacking and slurping of lips of great familiarity. Both their hands deserted me and I felt dumped. Their hands were on each other and I noticed Sabi's arms around Tanya's neck as they smooched. Tanya had hers on the other girl's waist and them down to her but and ever so slowly travelled in front to her crotch.
As soon as the long smooch was over there were moans. I held my cock to give it some strokes of energizing. Not that the visual feast was not providing enough.
When the lovers separated Tanya spoke: "Oh, sorry. Got carried away. So, here's the deal." She was back by my side with her arm around me. "This is new for Sabi as you know. She has never been with a man. She was abused by her step father and never went to a man afterwards. She agreed for todays as some kind of an experiment to explore her unexpressed feelings of sexuality." She glanced in Sabrina's direction. "I have been brutally honest with her and told her about you and how you had got me to like men. She was upset at first, thinking I was going to leave her. Then we spoke at length and convinced her through mining through each of our personal thoughts and feelings and discovered that there is a tiny bit of heterosexuality in all of us. Right, Sabi?"
"Yes." Sabi said almost inaudibly. "I had to search deep within myself to come to terms with this and it was also pleasing Tanya as she liked you and I wanted to make her happy."
"Go ahead, Roy. Kiss Sabi. She's waiting."
I looked towards the younger girl and screwed my eyes to perceive more detail. My arm was around her and needed to get the other one to hold her too. She turned and our bodies were touching; her breasts, her nipples, her tummy, her thighs. Anticipation burned in me. I took her lips softly and she reciprocated likewise. It was the gentlest of kisses with no obvious passion but a desire for and towards familiarization. Then I brought her closer as my penis rubbed her soft belly and I took her lips with more intensity and lust. Yes, she responded and indeed she thrust her tongue in first. I devoured her sweet lips and was grinding myself into her when I felt a hand holding my cock. It was Tanya. She held me and rubbed me against a furry part of Sabi. It was her hairy cunt!
I couldn't wait!
"Let's go into the bedroom." Tanya almost whispered. She led me in first and as we went in she turned on a pinkish light on from a lamp in the corner and a string of LED lights lining the foot of a huge king-size bed. Apart from fluffy pillows there were the usual collection of soft toys.
Sabrina walked ahead and I had a chance to check her out. She was quite proportionate in structure and I was correct about her boobs that were quite youthfully shaped. Her butt was prize winning. I was seeing only a side profile and moved behind and she smiled. She stuck her ass out teasingly and I gave it a friendly pat and slipped my fingers into her inviting crevice and had a desire to send my erect cock in there as well.
Tanya was watching. "You like her ass, huh? Better than mine?" She turned around and showed herself. Admittedly, Tanya's was sexier; plumper with more volume, but Sabrina's was prettier and more classical. "Show him your pussy, darling! Roy, sit down; relax."
I sat on the edge of the bed and Sabrina walked towards me, her shyness had not left her yet. She put one leg on the bed to let me have a good look at her core.
I took in a deep breath and blew out very slowly. She had the model inverted triangle of bush which looked trimmed professionally, while the pubic mount lips and slit looked very youthful and almost girlish. I made an involuntary 'O' with my lips and uttered an utterly inadequate "Wow!"
Sabi's hands moved downwards with an obvious lessening of self-consciousness and keeping her foot on the bed her fingers parted her lips to reveal a cute little clitoris. It was an invitation and I did not hesitate to get my hands on her. With deliberate gentleness I touched the middle of her crack and an intake of breadth enthused me. Dipping a little further I felt her wetness and smiled up at her as she adorned the most adorable coy look.
Tanya came by my side giggling. "Beautiful eh?"
"Indescribably and undoubtedly." I agreed.
"Look at your cock. Never seen it this big and throbbing. Go for it, hon. Fuck her nice and gentle. But save some juice for me as well."
Not believing this incredibly good fortune that I was experiencing this but also nurturing a slight trepidation that I was in an odd, staged scene with scant spontaneity, I slipped my finger a little deeper and saw that she was accepting it by moving her hips forward to take in more.
"Come on, hurry up. I want to see that cock pounding this girl." She pushed Sabrina gently onto the bed and she fell back happily with her thighs apart. All men know what kind of a terrific turn on that posture is. As I turned, I noticed Tanya reaching out into a drawer and getting out a condom. "We have to protect ourselves. We don't use OC." I understood.
While I stood on all fours ready to penetrate this fabulously beautiful technical virgin, Tanya put the condom on for me. I thanked her as I moved between Sabi's legs.
Then Tanya whispered in my ear, as if Sabi shouldn't hear: "Can you cum twice? If not, stop after a while and fuck me! But I think you can. You have done it before."
"Yes, I can." I assured both, but my focus was getting into this fresh young pussy first.
"Here, let me help you." She got closer and held my cock with assured familiarity. "She's not really a virgin, you know. She's had lots of toys in her. So, don't be too scared."
As I moved to get on top of the younger girl, her arms reached out to me and hands slid up my arms in reception. She held on to my shoulders in loving firmness. Tanya directed my penetration. I felt her gently directing my angle and the first touch of warm skin and then the yield as flesh parted and finally my entire length encased in velvety softness.
Sabi had been holding her breath and she let out a sigh of relief and pleasure. "Oh gosh!" she managed to say voicelessly, Tanya was on my scrotum gently kneading the delicate contents to stimulate me more. I was already moving with exquisite joy.
I hugged Sabi and she returned it and supplemented the union with her thighs and knees wrap. I felt incredibly motivated to pound her harder and harder and I did. I heard her moan and Tanya joined in the cacophony as I grunted as well. Sabi's soft hands were all over my back and then down to my butt while Tanya massaged my balls and even slipped in between to run her expert fingers at the point of our joining.
It was so very easy to reach near cumming. "Oh lord, I am going to cum!" I declared.
"No, no, no. Hold on." That was Tanya. Let Sabi cum too. "Can you, darling?" I slowed down to pull back on my impending climax.
"Rub me, Sweetie." I thought Sabi was telling me but the older woman responded by sending her hand between us and rubbing what I thought was Sabi's clit. I felt a bit uncomfortable with the rapid movement in between us, but accommodated it in the interest mutual enjoyment and kept going with my strokes with gusto.
I readjusted my position to hug this soft, young darling tight to my chest gathered more energy for the final thrust for a great climax, redirected my focus to my organ to feel the insides of this virgin, tight vagina, appreciated the yielding softness milking me actively and prepared to experience a glorious ejaculation. I heard the girl's panting and soft moas.
"Are you there, sweetie?" I asked Sabi.
"Almost there, Roy. Do it, do it. Oh god, fuck me good, Roy. Fuck me!"
I did feel Tanya tirelessly rubbing away and I couldn't hold any more and I was ascending to my pinnacle I felt the gentle contractions of the muscles that gripped me.
Holding her breath and then letting out a huge sigh I hear: "Ooh, I am cumming!" Sabi almost yelled.
My brain couldn't hold a second longer and I succumbed to a series of convulsive jerks as I consumed this beautiful woman. Tanya helped by holding my butt and stroking my dangling balls. I finished with one huge satisfied grunt and a giant thrust into Sabrina's beautiful cunt and I was spent.
All three of us stayed still for minutes.
Then, I had the apprehension of a not-so-young man. How will I fuck Tanya now? I had promised. I rolled away from Sabrina who wore a smirk on her pretty face.
It was Tanya that helped me. "Let's all have a drink." She said. "Or will that kill the fire?" She queried on second thoughts.
"No, I think a drink will help."
The girls skipped out of bed as I requested vodka this time. We sat on the bed without a stitch and sipped our drinks and quite out of line we made polite mundane conversation; the apartment complex, the neighbors, and the weather, of all things.
It was Tanya again who brought us back to our sensual focus. "How was the fuck, Roy? She is fuckable, eh?"
"It was super for me. Should we not ask Sabi? She should have the last say, no? I am not her regular." Not sure what I meant by the last clause.
"Oh, it was wonderful. I felt wonderfully cared for."
"Tell me when you are ready, lover boy." Was Tanya getting impatiently horny?
"Give me a few minutes." I asked.
"Yes. Tanya, he was hammering away. Give him a break and let him collect his juices."
That's right. I had to agree.
"Do you want to see some porn?" It was Tanya.
" Yeah! Why not. Let me see your selection and taste."
We went back to the living area which had a large TV; may be a sixty inch.
"It's not a collection. We just go to a website. It's subscribed so we get to see full movies." That was Sabrina.
When we sat down on the couch and I on one of the armchairs, I realized with a weird thrill that I was going to see porn with two women and all of us naked! Never will this happen again, I thought.
The movie that was chosen was of a Japanese lesbian couple. Oh god, I thought. Will that be good for me? I didn't know. I played the good guest and accepted.
It turned out that Tanya and Sabrina loved this video as the love making part after the usual preliminaries was awesome for them it seems. Japanese women, I noted were bigger breasted than other far eastern women and they seemed to let their pubic hair grow untouched. The two women, one obviously older, had sex by rubbing their genitals against each other but had an interesting detail that I was told, was not only fascinating but also amazingly arousing. The older one on top had her right cunt lip pressed into the slit of the younger girl and her movement which was a sort of grinding action, rubbed the younger girl's clit. Simultaneously, the older women rubbed herself on the other's labia, to her ascent to climax.
The inevitable and exaggerated sounds of excitement were voiced, like any seen or heard in the porn genre. I heard and educated myself that the word repeatedly used "Kuso! Kuso!" in high pitched excitement was actually 'fuck' in Japanese. "Motto hayaku" meant faster and both women were competing to voice, what sounded like expletives alternating with typically Asian high-pitched sounds of pleasure.
They hit their pinnacles in miraculous unison and let out a blood curdling orgasmic scream also together as, perhaps, scripted.
Overall, it had some effect on me. I was hardening. The women beside me were already fondling each other and kissing passionately.
The mini movie ended with both the women having a shower together sponging and soaping and finally toweling each other dry.
Tanya said: "You can watch us. I am preparing myself for you. Better be ready for me!" She meant business, like I was on some kind of a contract.
We then moved back into the bedroom and the giant bed and the two got going.
"Do you guys do the cunt rub thing?" I was curious.
"Oh, no. We aren't built that way. Nor are we that flexible. We have tried many times but we can't both get to where we want to be. One person can, but not both."
I tried to figure out why that might be.
"The dildo is the best for us." Sabrina brought out a long pink thing with a penis like look at both ends. "We also do a lot of scissoring."
While I looked in surprise with a still half erected state, the women got to work. Kissing and sucking went on and there were more natural and realistic moans.
"You are the guest. What do you want us to do?" That was Tanya.
"Scissoring!" I said without thinking.
Both the girls got into the act with me watching, hand firmly holding my cock, not knowing what to expect. Tanya pushed Sabrina down on her back Both of them were flushed with excitement and arousal. They also demonstrated some amount of love and passion was coupled with affection and tenderness. Tanya straddled the other girl's right thigh as their sexes met and then the movement started with Tanya still seated and Sabrina leaning on two pillows and semi recumbent. I could see their juicy cunts rubbing each other; the shiny smoothness of one and the soft furriness of the other. I had to admit, that too was an awesome site and involuntarily started stroking myself to full harness and beyond. As the women accelerated, I needed to participate with the alcohol dissolving any residual shyness of unfamiliarity. I put my hand on Tanya's sexy butt that was now grinding herself against the other girl and knelt to scrutinize the point of action zoomed in. I went closer and saw their beautiful vulvas smashing, gliding, and flopping over each other, with the four lips running riding in apparent randomness. There were even sexy, slurpy sounds of wetness that was overly exciting. I imagined, in all this chaos, the clits were getting the necessary stimulus to keep climbing the hill of gratification.
Tanya turned her attention on me and grabbed my penis to give me those expert jerks of a professional massage therapist. I got closer to the pair to receive more. Sabrina momentarily opened her eyes and put one arm around me and slipped down to my crotch area to run a soft fingertip along my inner thigh and scrotum.
I joined the women in their crazy voyage towards joy and then almost came when the two women demonstrated signs of simultaneous climax.
Through their groans Tanya managed to say: "Hold on Roy! Save some spunk for me, please!" I stopped even as the women withdrew their lovely fingers from me. Tanya made a last heavy thrust and they both let off sighs of fulfillment and smiles of peacefulness.
But I was not done and I had to fuck Tanya. She was quick to get into position and asked for me to come. These women have no refractory period! Sabrina moved on her knees towards me and shoved her pelvis towards me. He beautifully groomed sex with a nice virginal looking cunt with a sweet little clit protruding is all I needed to egg me on.
"Eat me." Sabrina demanded. "You like this, don't you? I know you do. Come on!" She still wore a streak of shyness that I simply loved.
I didn't wait. I got to her with lips and tongue with my nostrils feeding the wonderful aroma of womanhood. I looked down for a moment and saw that Tanya was ready for with her thighs flexed and her sex open. She held on to my cock pulling me to her. It was an easy entry and as glorious as I imagined even though I had tasted a tighter pussy a few minutes ago.
My strokes into Tanya were regular and motivated by my mouth which was back on Sabrina. I was amazed by the depth I was going into to Tanya. She was deep! Still I think my oral stimulus that brought me to my quick and pleasant climax. I said nothing but Tanya somehow knew and jerked with me. It was a crescendo for the evening that I much enjoyed.
I kissed both the women and now I wasn't sure I stay here for the rest of the night or go home. I had to go as the visitors parking did not permit that and, I had to work the next day.
So, I said my farewells hoping this wouldn't be the last episode and they seemed enthusiastic enough. I also reminded myself to book my next appointment at the Verdure with Tanya.
I did go back for Tanya at least once a month, but we never managed that threesome again. Sadly, later, after three or four months, Tanya let me know that Sabrina had left her for another man! She vehemently denied that our night together was the day she flipped but I had my doubts.
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