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Date: 30 May 94 04:09:18
Disclaimer: this is not reality; it is a string of words. The author
does not wish to live out the experiences described. The author does
not wish anyone to live out the experiences described. If you lack the
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Help
by deirdre
Section B:
But she called that afternoon with different news: "I lucked out and got
here here in my apartment. You've got to come quick!" She was
obviously talking low.
"How . . . ?"
"I happened to see her at the laundry and struck up a conversation and
lured her back. Come now. I'll say you're the son of one of my friends
and have a little job for you to do or something. You can call me "Aunt
Esther". This is our big chance!" I thought about it. I remembered
what that girl looked like. Well, if Esther was leading me on this
time, I'd know for sure.
"OK."
"Hurry!" I left. On the way I wondered if the girl wouldn't be there
and Esther would say she'd left. I groaned inwardly--that had to be it.
I'd *know* she was leading me on, but I'd still probably wonder.
Esther was at the door. She grinned at me. The girl was there! Esther
introduced her as Kathleen. She was wearing shorts and a sleeveless
top. I felt tongue-tied but I hid it well. She smiled at me. I was
all business and told Esther I had to get started. Esther took me in
the kitchen and said she needed to clean behind the stove and
refrigerator and that I could pull them out. I almost smirked and she
gave me a little shrug. Then she was gone back to her living room and I
heard her talking to Kathleen. I had to take everything off the top of
the refrigerator first, then I rolled it out. Esther could have done
the whole job herself, but probably didn't realize how easy it is. But
the job served its purpose.
I was done with the stove too and out in the living room joining Esther
and Kathleen. I asked Kathleen if she lived in the apartments. She
smiled at me as we made small talk and I realized this all might work!
Finally she excused herself and left. Suddenly Esther was saying "Go
after her!" and pushed me out the door. Kathleen actually looked back
when I was out and I caught up to her and asked her if she were
interested in going out to a movie that night! We made a date right
there.
Esther met me at the door, grinning from ear to ear. I guess I was
grinning too--she seemed to know I'd gotten a date even though I hadn't
said a thing.
"Did she get you hard?" *That* was the Esther I knew. Her hand was on
my cock checking it out. She rubbed it a little, then was on her knees
unzipping my jeans! My cock was in her mouth and I was on the verge. I
still can't get over the way she could suck me off!
It only took a minute for her to get me off. Then she was ripping off
her own clothes! "Do my ass! Pretend I'm Kathleen!" she said. Soon
she was nude on the living room carpet on her hands and knees, wriggling
her rear! Frankly, it was *much* too soon for me and I had to tell her
so. She smiled and said she understood and asked if I'd kiss her nipple
like the night before. We ended up sitting on the couch, me kissing her
breast and her fingering herself. I found myself getting hard again,
and she immediately said we should do it and got on her hands and knees
again. I didn't do her ass, but we had a wild time and afterwards she
asked me if I pretended she was Kathleen!
"You are the most unusual lady I've ever heard of," I finally offered
when we were done. She just laughed and said I wasn't used to women who
did what they felt like doing. Then she told me to go home and get
ready for Kathleen.
In fact, she was full of advice, talking to me all the time I got myself
back together and headed for the door. I told her she'd just make me
nervous, and finally she insisted on coming with me, saying I was
hopeless and would probably dress all wrong.
I gave up and ended up driving her to my apartment. She immediately
went through my closet and clothes on the floor, looking at different
items critically. Then she wanted me to try things on, and I protested.
"You've *got* to see what it looks like!" she insisted.
"I'm *not* going to spend my afternoon trying on my own clothes!"
"But you don't realize what a good impression you could make . . ."
There was no stopping her and yes, I spent a half hour trying on
clothing! Finally she was satisfied that I had something to wear and
she attacked my kitchen, both cleaning it up and making us something to
eat. After we ate, she stuck around, cleaning my apartment until it was
time for me to get ready to go--then she checked me out after I got
dressed and I took her back home.
Kathleen smiled at me when I went to pick her up and I couldn't believe
that she seemed so interested in me. She was so beautiful. We talked
surprisingly easily the whole way there and after the movie as we
stopped for desert. She invited me in, too, and yes, we did it, that
very night! And ended up spending the night together too!
I couldn't believe that everything went so perfectly. It seemed like
when I had first seen Kathleen and that Esther had talked to me that I
didn't really believe that Kathleen and I would ever date--and if we
did, it would be unlikely to work out. But now it had . . . and I was
walking on air.
I left in the morning after we went out for breakfast, and when I got
home, there was a message on my machine from Esther. She *ordered* me
to call her to tell her all the details! Well I called her, and as soon
as she answered, she said she was coming over immediately to hear it
all!
She wanted to know everything, and was patient about every detail and
demanding if she thought I'd missed something. I ended up telling her
the whole story, beginning to end. As soon as it reached Kathleen's
bed, she was doubly interested and got me to sit on the couch with her
sitting between my legs, leaning back against me. She took my hand and
put it under her top on her breasts as soon as I started talking about
kissing Kathleen. She wanted me playing with her nipple and she
wouldn't let me refuse. She wanted complete descriptions of Kathleen's
taking her clothes off and what she looked like. And when I got to our
sex, she wanted absolutely every detail. By then, she had a hand tucked
in her panties and was fingering herself too. She wanted to know
exactly what it felt like to push my cock in Kathleen's cunt, and she
came as I did my best to describe it. She wanted to know what it was
like to see Kathleen later--did I see her body in the morning in
daylight? I had to describe every kiss and every detail until the
moment I left.
Then Esther turned around and kissed me. I didn't recall her kissing me
so sweetly before. Then she whispered in my ear "Thank you," and got up
and got herself dressed again. Then she told me she knew it was going
to go well, and left.
Well, I got together with Kathleen again that night, and just about
every night that week. Esther convinced me to stop at her apartment
whenever I left Kathleen and she always made me explain every detail.
All while I fingered her. She didn't bring me off any more but sex with
Kathleen was great and I didn't really need it. Kathleen and I hadn't
done anything as wild as I had done with Esther, but I wasn't
complaining.
But Esther brought up the subject of doing other things with Kathleen.
Had she taken my cock in her mouth? Taken it in the rear? Did I eat
her? She always wanted to know, and then was telling me I had to take
action and let Kathleen know what I needed. But I didn't quite feel
like I needed all that--things were going great with Kathleen without
any of all that.
Esther also talked to Kathleen about me. She still visited with
Kathleen once in a while and Kathleen and I often made it a habit to
stop in to see her before we went out. We all went out to lunch one
saturday. Esther told me that Kathleen was definitely hooked on me and
she was sure she'd be willing to experiment with sex. I was a bit
nervous and asked Esther if she had discussed any specifics with
Kathleen or if she had told Kathleen about her conversations with me.
She told me not to worry--that she knew what she was doing and would
never do that unless she was sure Kathleen was ready for it. I wasn't
completely at ease with her answer.
Finally, one time when I visited her after going out, she told me her
birthday was coming up and it was our opportunity to introduce Kathleen
into the more interesting aspects of sex. I got nervous, both because I
knew Esther could be very outrageous and because it reminded me of our
original agreement: that I'd help Esther have sex with Kathleen.
It was very clear that Esther was still interested: she made me tell her
every little thing about Kathleen and got excited about any tidbit about
sex with Kathleen. I feared what would happen. Esther had an elaborate
plan. I didn't feel like I could turn her down. But even so, she only
got me to agree to go along with things if everything seemed natural--
she said I should just show innocent affection for Esther and act
innocent above all things.
Kathleen went along with my suggestion that we just have a casual date
that night and as was not unusual, we stopped at Esther's apartment
before leaving. Esther let it slip that she was sort of celebrating and
it all turned into an impromptu invitation to come out with us.
Kathleen was insistent and Esther and I couldn't have changed her mind
had we wanted to. The three of us went out to dinner at a fancier place
than we had planned and then ended up at Esther's apartment again. She
gave us drinks and somehow we ended up talking about Esther's lack of
social life. I marvelled to see Kathleen insistently pumping Esther,
knowing that Esther had orchestrated the whole thing. Fortunately, I
didn't have to do much- -basically act natural.
We'd been drinking and talking quite a while. There just didn't seem to
be an opportune time to leave. Finally Esther said it was time for her
to go to bed. She escorted us to the door and was profusely thankful
for our visit. Then she whispered something to Kathleen. Kathleen
giggled a little. Kathleen gave me a little, nonchalant kiss, right
there in front of Esther and said we'd better go.
But we'd taken only a few steps and she stopped. "What do you think of
Esther?"
"She's great," I replied, "You might think she's like a mother or aunt
to me, but she's really a great friend to me."
"She's . . . all alone in there. Let's go back."
"What?"
"Well, I hate to leave her alone on her birthday. She really doesn't
have anybody. Do you ever think of her . . .," her voice was down
almost to a whisper, "does she *attract* you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"She hasn't *had* anyone . . . for years at least, as far as I can
tell."
"Kathleen, I *like* her, but . . ."
"You could kiss her," she was dragging me back to Esther's door, "and
maybe touch her if that didn't bother you."
"Kathleen, this is *too weird*!" She was tapping on Esther's door.
Esther opened it a crack and she insisted on us coming back in. Esther
was wearing a robe. Kathleen whispered to her.
"No!" Esther answered out loud, giggling while she talked.
"Have fun," Kathleen offered and started out the door. I just stood
there, not believing this was happening.
"No, stay," Esther said to Kathleen, looking nervous. She whispered to
Kathleen again and they whispered back and forth.
Finally Kathleen said "Come," and grabbed my arm and started pulling me
towards the bedroom! Esther didn't move, but Kathleen stopped and
looked at her, then went back and grabbed her wrist too and pulled us
both! I couldn't believe this! Obviously Esther was a master at this
game.
Kathleen left the lights off and dragged us to the bed. We all lay down
on it, me in the middle, all fully dressed. "Kiss her," Kathleen
whispered right in my ear. "Go on," she said out loud after I
hesitated.
"Why don't you two kiss, and let me watch," said Esther quietly. I
still very carefully did nothing. Kathleen lay there looking at Esther
for a second. "Please?" Esther added, a pleading quality in her voice.
It was time for action. I turned over on my stomach, raised myself on
my elbows, leaned over and kissed Kathleen on the lips. She responded
and I kissed her more deeply. All we did was kiss, but I guess we were
out of the habit of kissing for such a long time because we made the
most of it for minutes. When we came up for air, I saw her glance over
at Esther and back at me. She smiled. I looked at Esther. She lay on
her side, still in her robe, looking at us with an unreadable expression
on her face. I leaned over and kissed Kathleen again. I could tell
that she was really excited.
"Touch me," Kathleen whispered in my ear. I still kissed. She started
unbuttoning her blouse and then grabbed my hand and made me put it
inside! She pushed her bra up over her breast. I felt her nipple--it
was definitely hard. She was breathing harder. She sat up and started
undressing for real. She got everything off but her panties and then
kissed me and then pulled my head to her breast as she lay down again.
Kathleen was getting hotter and hotter. She leaned up and whispered in
my ear again: "Yes! Do it! Let's do it!" She glanced back at Esther
and I did too. Esther had her robe off and was wearing a silky little
night shirt. Her hand was on her crotch. Kathleen was unbuttoning my
shirt and unsnapped and unzipped my pants. "Come on, take it off," she
whispered in my ear and she raised her rear and slid down her panties.
We were both naked and I lay on top of her. The room was still dark,
but my eyes had had time to adjust and the light through the curtains
was enough to see everything. "I *want* it! I *want* it!" Kathleen
said. She seemed to have lost her grip on herself--I hadn't seen her
like this before until we were doing it. She grabbed my cock and helped
me slide it in. "Yes," I heard a very soft whisper. I started stroking
back and forth, slowly. "Yes, oh, yes, faster!" she added out loud. I
kept going slowly and she whispered again "Faster, you bastard!" I
gradually picked up the pace. She pushed back with each stroke and she
was shaking and bucking like I'd never seen her before! She started
vocalizing with every breath, sometimes saying "Oh yes!" We just went
harder and harder until I felt her body stiffen. I grabbed her in a
tight embrace, pushed all the way in, and let myself come. She groaned
and then after 30 seconds I felt her body suddenly go slack.
I couldn't roll back between them: Esther had slid over and I heard her
whisper into Kathleen's ear "That was beautiful." I heard Kathleen
sigh. Kathleen was too near the edge of the bed for me to lay on the
other side of her. I ended up standing up and sank down in a stuffed
chair a couple of feet away. Kathleen just lay there on her back and
Esther had put her arm over her body. Esther pulled Kathleen's head
toward her own and then whispered "Thank you."
"You're welcome," I heard Kathleen whisper back. Then Esther leaned a
little closer and kissed her on the lips! Kathleen lay there--I
couldn't see if she were moving, but she didn't pull away. Esther
didn't stop the kiss and neither did Kathleen. They just lay like that
for well over a minute--minutes really. I finally saw Kathleen's head
moving slightly. Then Esther pulled on her body and Kathleen rolled
onto her side, facing Esther. They kissed some more and soon their arms
were wrapped around each other. I just sat there and stared. Esther
slid down to kiss Kathleen's breasts. She managed to look at me as she
slid and she motioned me with her head. She wanted me to get back into
bed. Then she was kissing Kathleen's nipple. I could hear Kathleen
breathing again. Then Esther slid down again and motioned me again,
twice. I got up and walked around the bed and got in on the side Esther
had been before. Esther had her head between Kathleen's legs. Kathleen
was saying "Oh, yes!" again and her eyes were shut. I stared. Her
hands were on Esther's head. She just kept breathing louder and louder
and soon she was yelling her oh yeses. Her breathing got even faster
and heavier and she couldn't say it anymore. Then she screamed. I
couldn't believe it. She'd *never* done that with me! She finally came
down and Esther crawled back up next to her and they were kissing again
just like when they started. Esther reached back behind herself as they
kissed and pulled on my arm. I scooted up close and she pulled my arm
over them both. I lay there while they just kissed and kissed.
I awoke. It was still dark. They weren't in the bed--they were
standing at the foot of the bed, kissing. I was so tired--I turned over
and shut my eyes again.
I awoke again to a scream. After it, I heard Kathleen's "Oh, Yes!" a
few more times. They were somewhere else in the apartment. It was
still dark.
I awoke again to breakfast in bed. They were both in robes and serving
me with a tray. They were both giggling so much. Kathleen leaned over
and kissed me. She ran her hand down to my cock too and held it a
second. Esther just grinned at us.
I ate breakfast and then I told them I had to get home. I left Kathleen
there at Esther's. I got home and boy did I feel funny. The whole
thing was weird. I felt like I was being pulled from the inside in
different directions. I didn't know what I wanted. I called Kathleen
that afternoon. She was out and I didn't feel like leaving anything on
her machine. I tried her four more times, then I called Esther. She
answered right away. I told her Kathleen was out and she said Kathleen
was right there with her. I told her I'd talk to Kathleen later and
hung up. After that I just lay in bed thinking. What had I gotten
myself into?
I just lay around all afternoon and evening, not even eating supper. At
10PM, the phone rang. It was Esther.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," I replied.
"Listen . . . stay there," she said and hung up. She showed up at my
door 15 minutes later. I had just opened the door and she pushed her
way in. I turned around and looked at her.
"She's in love with you," she said. I didn't say anything. "Have you
ever eaten a woman?" she asked.
I almost said "Go to hell." I don't know what was bothering me so much.
I still stood there, mute. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the
couch. "We *did* it!" she said, in a conspiratorial voice, "Just like
we planned from the beginning!" Then "Let's celebrate!" and she went
right for my zipper, unzipping my pants and pulling out my cock. I
backed away, scooting along the couch. "No you don't!" she said and she
put her mouth on my cock. She worked at it and did her magic. I stared
at her.
She stopped. She got up and whispered in my ear "Fuck my face. Call me
dirty names." She was down again and bobbing her head again. She
stopped. "Say 'whore'" she said. I sat there and stared. "Say it!"
she insisted. After a slight pause, she went back to work.
She stopped again. She looked up at me. Her expression was different--
she almost looked nervous. "I'm your slut," she said. She went back
to work. She grabbed my hands and put them on the sides of her head.
"Slut," I said quietly. I immediately felt guilty. But she started
working all the harder. I was getting harder. I started moving,
pushing into her mouth. I held her head. I could tell she wanted more
of that. Soon I was bucking--I couldn't believe I could be so rough
with her! Soon I was coming and she just kept at it the whole time.
Then I was sitting there, exhausted.
She sat next to me. "Remember, you have that any time you tell me to.
My ass too." She just sat there and leaned against me. Finally she
stood up and headed for the front door. She turned at the door. "She'd
do that too, in a minute. If you don't call her, she'll be over here
tonight, begging for forgiveness."
I now spend just about all my time at Esther's. So does Kathleen. I
eat them both and Kathleen screams and Esther sometimes passes out.
Esther and Kathleen often show me little "performances" of Kathleen's.
Esther calls it slave training. Kathleen is definitely always looking
for new ways to please me. She's sucked me, but we haven't done it the
way I did it with Esther that one time. And I haven't done her rear but
I know I will.
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Help
by deirdre
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