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Tgff, rom, spank, interracial, intergenerational, mild BDSM, Witchcraft

This story contains sex, full frontal nudity, bondage, SM, transsexuals,
lesbians and a few other things that might not be legal in your locale.
If you do not choose to read about this, or if it is illegal for you to
do so, do not read it.  Skip it in its entirety.  Avoid it at all costs.

However, if you wish to continue, you may find this isn't your typical
wank story.  Each part has something of a plot, or at least a reason
for happening, and the whole story is filled with very much love and
romance, and a moderate amount of sex.  Sorry, guys looking for typical
TG stories won't find this one real interesting.  Tough.  It is, however,
realistic.  It's about me ("Jeannette" aka "Jean"), my fiancee Michelle
(aka Chelle), and another friend of mine, Rachel.  None of this story
actually happened, and I've never met Rachel in real life, yet I've tried
to show us all realistically, as we might have done the events described.

I wrote most of this a year ago.  It is my second-ever attempt at writing
anything serious.  Once I finish it, I'll also post the first attempt,
which I call "Rewards."  I call this one, "Us Three."

Enjoy.

Blessed Be
Jeannette
mswillow@nomorespam.juno.com


Oh, just because I'm sharing this with y'all doesn't mean that it's not
copyrighted.  It is.  However, I WILL let y'all make copies of it, ifn
you give me the credit (or assign me the blame) for having written it.
If you're making money off of it, that's great too.  Hope you make a
big-assed pile of it, so you can roll around in it and retire forever,
and hire Bill Gates to lick your shoes clean for you.  Just please keep
me as the author of this, ok?  Thanks.  Jeannette


Us Three  copyright (c) 1997, 1998 Jeannette Cathy Wilson


Part One

Softball games are a great way to meet lesbians, especially
if you're not into the bar scene.  I'm not too fond of
alcohol, and my sweetheart, Michelle, is too young for bars,
so one Saturday we decided to go check out a softball game
that another young grrl, Rachel, had invited us to.

Michelle and I arrived late (my fault - I *still* can't tell
North from South when it's cloudy out :-/), and the game was
already under way.  I looked around for Rachel, and saw her,
playing second base.  The game was in the top of the third
inning when we arrived, and not long after that the clouds,
which had been threatening all morning, finally opened up.

In the downpour, I ran over to Rachel, and introduced myself
and Michelle.  We chatted for a while, hanging out in the
shelter, as the torrent slowed a bit, and became a slow,
steady soaker.

"Rachel?" I said, catching her attention.  "Look, it seems
unlikely that the game will go on.  Would you care to go out
with 'Chell and I for a bite?"

At first she declined, saying that she'd love to but had to
stay until they officially called the game.  A few minutes
later, the umpires and the coaches all had a talk, and did
just that.  Rachel squealed with delight.  So did Michelle
:)

Quickly we headed for my car, and drove over to my favorite
nibbling establishment - Julie Anne's Frozen Custard,
chatting a mile a minute as I drove.  I noticed that Rachel
got in the back seat, and Michelle joined her there.  As we
all chatted, and I drove, I saw Michelle "casually" resting
her hand on Rachel's knee.  "This is great!" I thought.
"Chelle likes her already."  See, I had met Rachel online
many months ago, and grew to like her there long before we
met.  I thought Michelle would like her, too, but was a tad
worried.  In retrospect, I should have known they'd get
along great.

When I caught Michelle's eye in the mirror, I winked at her,
and she blushed back at me.  I knew what effect Rachel was
having on her - I could feel it through our telempathic link
:)  I blew her a small kiss, then concentrated on driving,
having almost blown the stoplight :-/

We arrived at Julie Anne's and piled out, running through
the drizzle.  We had timed this perfectly - they had my
favorite flavor for seducing innocent lesbians...  Peaches
and Cream.  Michelle and I ordered a small Italian Beef
each, and Rachel had a burger.  Michelle carried the food,
and I got the drinks, brushing Rachel aside with a smile.

"Rachel, hon, let me carry these.  You go find us a good
place to sit."  As all the tables were full, she found us
three stools at the counter.  Michelle sat down in the far
one, and Rachel sat next to her.  "Better and better," I
mused.  "Now I can sit on the other side, and Chelle and I
can double team her.  She doesn't stand a chance!
Bwahahahahahaha!"  As though reading my mind, Michelle
looked at me and ran her finger over her lips...

We talked about softball (Chelle plays left field, I watch
and cheer), and computers, and high school (Michelle was
just out herself, and Rachel had another year to go), and
how hard it is meeting lesbians when you're young.

"It seems like nobody takes me seriously, they all think I'm
going through a phase," said Rachel.

Michelle quickly agreed.  "People never seem to think that
we know already.  Most of my friends at school think I'll
change my mind in a year or two."

"Yeah, and they also tell me that I'm not really a lesbian
because I once had a boyfriend."

"Rachel, people even think that I'm not really a lesbian,
because I'm trans.  Joke em if they can't take a fuck.  I
accept you exactly as you are, and for whatever you care to
grow into in the future.  I *like* you, Rachel."

I held her hands and looked into her eyes as I said that,
and she blushed.  It looked so cute with her tomboyish
blonde hair.  Michelle slipped her arm around Rachel's
shoulder, leaned over and said quietly "Me too.  You're
nice."

After that, we sat together, all of us too shocked by our
honesty to say much more.  I decided to take the next
step...

"Anybody ready for dessert?  I sure am.  That sammich was
*good*, now it's time for *great*!  The usual, Michelle?"

She nodded.  Rachel looked puzzled.

"The usual what?"

"Oh, they call it a raspberry hot fudge sundae.  Chelle and
I call it a raspberry hot fudge orgasm, especially when they
have peach custard.  It's as sweet as an orgasm, lasts a
good fifteen minutes, and you can share it with your lover
in public.  Can't get any better than that!"

"But what if I don't have a lover?", Rachel sighed.

Chelle looked over at me and actually *winked*!

I said nothing, but got up to order us some sundaes.

When I returned a few minutes later, Chelle and Rachel were
sitting holding hands and talking.  Several people in the
place were openly gawking at them.  I carefully set the two
large sundaes down on the table, and slid one over to
Michelle.

"Hey, what about me?" Rachel yelped.  Scooping up a spoonful
of the sundae, I moved it over to her mouth.  As I eased it
in, and saw her eyes close as she smiled, savoring it, I
spoke softly to her...

"...  and you can share it with your lover in public..."

As I readied another spoonful, Michelle popped her full
spoon in front of Rachel.

"Yes, both of them!", she giggled.

I fed my bite to Michelle, and she then gave me one from her
sundae.  By the time our sundaes were finished, the three of
us were snuggled close, oblivious to the other people
staring at us.  I think the other two left there wetter than
they came in :)  There was no argument when I suggested we
all go back to my place, to, um, dry off, yeah, that's it,
we needed to dry off from, um, like, the rain. <GRINS>

We got to my place, and Rachel called to let her family know
she's OK while I climbed into the shower with Michelle.
When she got off the phone, we invited Rachel to join us.
Now, two in the shower is fun enough, three was even better!
All slippery with soap and shampoo, three wet, willing bodies
getting all squeaky clean, rubbing against each other,
grabbing whatever is handy to keep from falling, getting
comfortable with each other's body, exploring, rubbing,
nibbling...  We eventually ran out of hot water, and all
piled out of the tub *fast* once it became cold.  We took
turns drying each other off, and I stood back for a bit
while Michelle toweled Rachel off.  I liked seeing the
contrast between them, Rachel a blonde and Michelle, a light
chocolate brown Afro-Canadian, both of them sort of soft
butch, both just eighteen.  "Other dykes just don't know
what they're missing," I mused, "and I am not about to tell
them and spoil *my* fun.  Not *all* eighteen year olds are
airheads."

As my two sweeties had fun playing touchie feelie, I got
things ready in the bedroom...  Even tho it was only late
Saturday afternoon, I lit up the candles and pulled the
shades down.  I put my wand unobtrusively off to the side,
turned down the sheets, checked the tie points for the
ropes, and got my bag of fun toys out.  When all was ready,
they strolled in, looking rather involved.

"Well, are we going to raise some power today?" I asked, and
Michelle grinned at me.  "Ok, I can see that we are.  Mind
if I cast a circle, Rachel?"  She looked confused.

"Well, love, I'm a Dianic Wiccan High Priestess, see?  In my
religion, all forms of love and pleasure are worship to my
Goddess.  Sex is one such form of worship, one She
especially likes.  When we do it in a protective circle, we
turn it into a more formal way of saying thanks to Her for
bringing us all together.  We can also keep prying 'eyes'
away easier this way.  It's not Devil worship, and we don't
hurt anything.  We're going to raise some *serious* Power
here today, and I'd like to make it safer for us all."

She agreed, and I cast a Circle around the whole bedroom,
asking Her to watch over and protect us as we had fun.

Though casting the Circle was necessary, it was enough of a
lull to make starting up again awkward.  I broke the ice
with a gleam in my eye...

"OK, now which of you two delightful babes would like to tie
me down and spank me?"

Rachel looked shocked, and Michelle chuckled.  "Only if
you'll do the same back to me!"

"Rachel, are you game?"

"Well...  I dunno, I don't want to hurt anybody..."

"Oh, hon, this is fun spanking, rather like you'd get on
your birthday.  It's not really serious.  Michelle, please
tie me down...  There!  See, Rachel, how she uses slip knots
that I can get out of if I wanted to?  We play safely."

Rachel agreed to watch, so Michelle and I put on a show for
her.  First Michelle spanked my derriere till it was rosy
red, then she kissed it, leaving a nice bite mark on my
right cheek.  I promised to be a good little girl, and we
switched places.  After I had spanked her behind, and left
my mark too, I turned her over and blindfolded her with a
silk scarf.  I motioned Rachel over to join me.

Rachel climbed into bed on Michelle's left, I on her right.
We each took one of Chelle's breasts and started fondling it
as we kissed at her neck.  Michelle started moaning, telling
us to move lower.  I motioned Rachel to do so.  "Feel free
to nibble, love.  Michelle is a feast fit for a Goddess."
By the look in her eye as she teased Michelle's left nipple,
I saw that she agreed.

I took Chelle's hand and began to lick at it, kissing her
from her hand to her elbow and back.  As she spread her hand
into a Peace sign, I sucked first one, then the other finger
into my mouth.  As I did the first time we made love, I
gradually moved her hand further into my mouth, relaxing,
deep throating her two fingers as I licked nearly to her
elbow.  She started, and I had to pull away before I gagged.
When I looked up, I saw Rachel's blonde hair buried between
Michelle's chocolate thighs.  Michelle was moaning steadily.

"Poor Rachel", I thought.  "She's hardly having any fun
herself."  and with that thought, I kneeled between Rachel's
legs, and began to massage, kiss and nibble on her back as
she ate my grrlfriend out.  Each time I leaned into it, I
rubbed my breasts against her back, feeling my purple niobium
nipple rings smooshed between us.  Each stroke as I sat up,
I slowly dragged my painted nails down her back.  I felt a
familiar wetness on my knee, where it was wedged between
Rachel's legs.  I had an idea.

I lay down beside them and slid my head under Rachel's leg,
till I got a noseful of her wetness.  While she was eating
my grrlfriend, I started eating her.  First I started with
some long licks from the front all the way to her vagina,
and back.  Next, I started lingering over her clitoris,
teasing it with my tongue.  I enjoyed hearing her moans
blending in with those of Michelle, as I sucked her little
clit up and out.  I rubbed my tongue over her clit like a
cat, and I purred between strokes.  This seemed to be having
quite an effect on Rachel, as evidenced by how totally
drenched she was getting.

As I licked and sucked at Rachel, I reached up to encircle
her.  Slipping a finger in my mouth from behind, I slowly
inserted it inside her.  She really enjoyed that.  I raised
my head to suggest she do the same to Michelle, and when I
saw her move her hands, I knew that she had heard me.  Once
again I turned to pleasure our new grrlfriend, Rachel, and
she quickly reached orgasm.

"Hey, I have an idea.  Rachel, you lie back now," as I moved
up to untie Michelle's blindfold.  "Michelle, you get on
top, for a little 69ing."  They changed places, and I got
out my medium-sting flogger.  When Michelle saw what I was
doing, she smiled.

With the two of them having fun, my soulmate and my new
lover, I picked up the flogger and stroked it over
Michelle's asscheeks.  She quivered in anticipation,
inadvertently rubbing herself to another orgasm against
Rachel's chin.  I chuckled joyously, and swatted her rear
end.  Rachel stopped, confused.

"Rachel, love, we both enjoy this.  Keep nibbling, you'll
see.  When she's done, you can flog me if you'd like."

Rachel returned to her labors with a vengeance.  Between her
attentions, and my swatting, we soon had Michelle thrashing
wildly, screaming into Rachel's soft blonde bush.  That
seemed to be the trigger Rachel needed to come herself.  She
moaned loudly, then stiffened, reaching for that high place.
As she came, I swatted her on the thigh, and Rachel went far
past where she'd thought she'd go, her moan changing from a
scream to a delighted wail, slowly dying out.

The scene was a sight to behold.  My sweetheart Michelle,
immobile, out of her body again atop Rachel, who wasn't
doing much besides panting heavily.  I carefully rolled
Michelle off, and got her turned around.  Rachel looked
concerned.

"Hon, don't worry.  She's just out of her body again, that's
why I wanted to cast a Circle.  She's safe, floating just
below the ceiling.  Wave to her if you'd like."

Rachel made a shy little wave.

"Now, come here.  Lie between her and I, like spoons in a
drawer.  Hold her, stroke her gently, and she'll come back
soon.  How'd you like it?"

"It was...  amazing."

"Yes, there is a very fine line between pleasure and pain,
and sometimes a little pain makes the pleasure so much more
intense.  Welcome to the world of serious intensity, Rachel.
After a while, anything less will look like a pastel
watercolor to you."

"Won't that make me too weird?"

"Not for us, hon.  You'll be no weirder than Michelle or
myself.  And I'll promise you that you'll *never* be
degraded, mistreated, and at any time you are free to
switch, and do it to either of us if you'd like.  We both
enjoy bottoming more than topping."

"It sounds...  I dunno, a bit too fantastic to me."

"Rachel, it's just love.  We live it a tad more intensely
than many people you've seen.  You're welcome to stay with
us as long and as often as you'd like, and you'll always be
free to go if you wish."

"Huh?"

"Rachel, I'm offering to take you into my clan, my circle of
lovers and soul mates.  I spoke with Michelle earlier, and
she told me she'd go along if she liked you.  I rather think
she did."

Michelle finally spoke up.  "Yes, I do like you, Rachel.
Would you like to be a part of our family?  Take your time
and think about it, you don't have to answer now."

She snuggled back into Rachel, and I snuggled forward.

"Um, OK, I will.  This is all kind of sudden, you know."

"Carpe diem, Rachel.  Seize the day.  Live, love, laugh and
be happy, that's what the Goddess wants us to do."

When she turned around and bit my nipple, I knew what her
answer would be.

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