| My Perverted Life 3 I remain thrilled that readers are enjoying my little tales of lust and desire. I am continuing to get lots of mail and questions. Some things I can answer, some things I cannot. While I am not ashamed of anything sexual I have done in my life, I also owe it to my partners to respect their privacy. When I'm writing, I make sure to leave enough details out to guarantee my friends and lovers their anonymity while putting enough details in to assure a hot, kinky little tale for all of you to devour greedily. I am not writing these stories in any sort of order, although they do have common threads and I hope you'll all be able to make sense of out them. This chapter deals with something I commented on in the previous chapter – can someone like myself who is promiscuous, an unabashed hedonist, a total free spirit ever truly be in love? Do I even believe in true love? Yes and Yes. I have known many wonderful people who found their partners at a young age and are still with them. My own parents adore and respect each other. I think Daddy would be lost without my mother. When I love someone, I love them with all my heart. The failure of my relationship with Jared shook me to the core, although tough little bitch that I am, I clawed my way back. I recently had something happen that wasn't so easy to bounce back from. I'm warning you that some of this may not be very sexy, but it's part of the story. The parts that are sexy still warm me at night. A few years back, I was still doing my workouts at the gym where Jessa works and now, co-owns. We hadn't seen each other in a few weeks, our schedules just hadn't clicked, but today we were planning to have lunch. I was finishing my workout when this demigod walked by me and flashed me a smile that almost stopped time. "Dear Lord in heaven," I gasped as he went over to the free weights. "Jessa, who is that magnificent specimen?" "Oh, him?" She said in a dismissive tone, although I knew she was teasing me. "That's Darren; he comes in 4 times a week. He's nice looking, if you like the type." Jessa winked at me as she knew very well I like the type. I may prefer women to men, but this guy could have made Ellen DeGeneres turn straight. I knew looking at her, I just knew! "You've fucked him, haven't you?" I asked Jessa. After all these years of friendship, we have no secrets. Jessa put her hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "Several times," She told me in a sensual tone. "He's got an amazing, buff body and a cock that won't quit – believe me, he's the first and only man I couldn't wear out – and I sure as hell tried," She chuckled. Having been Jessa's lover for a number of years, that piece of information was like a Gold Seal of Approval. "It doesn't bother him that you're so much older than he is?" I asked. Looking over at him, I would have said that Darren was around 25 – 28 years of age. Jessa gave me that look she has when I've said something she thinks is funny. "Do I look my age?" She asked. She doesn't, she looks almost as good as she did when we met and that was 20 years ago. "He says ... and I quote ... a hot piece of ass is a hot piece of ass," Jessa laughed. "You want to fuck him, don't you baby?" That's one of the reasons I so adore Jessa, she has absolutely no bullshit. I nodded and kept looking at him as he pumped iron. I hadn't wanted a man this much in years and I could feel my entire body craving him. Jessa did what Jessa always does, she took the bull by the horns. She walked right over to Darren and asked him, loud enough for me to hear "Hey sweetheart, how much longer do you think you'll be working out?" "Another hour or so, why?" He answered, smiling at her. The smile made him look like even more of an Adonis than he had before. "Okay handsome, finish your workout, grab a shower and put on some clean clothes and be at my place in around 90 minutes," Jessa grinned and then winked back at me. "You remember where it is, don't you?" He nodded and Jessa walked away, coming back and grabbing my arm. "Come on love, we've got about an hour to grab lunch and then get back to my place to get ready." I couldn't believe we were doing this. Well, I could believe it, but in all our years as friends, Jessa and I had never shared a man and not one as hot as Darren. We dashed to a little tavern we both like, grabbed a quick glass of wine, some salad and split a chicken club, then we hightailed it back to Jessa's. Jessa has some amazing lingerie and she still had a few things in the bottom drawer of her bureau from the last time I had visited. We dolled ourselves up and I giggled "If he's enough of an idiot not to show up, at least we can do each other." "He'll show up," Jessa smiled and kissed my cheek. "He never turns down a chance for a good fuck, the little bastard. Imagine, he's finally going to get a chance to fuck ... and here I quote again ... the hot Asian chick," She chuckled. "He's talked about me before?" I said, shocked and almost a bit angry. "And you didn't think to say anything about it until now?" Jessa shrugged. "Didn't know if you'd be into it, when was the last time you went out with a guy?" I gritted my teeth the way I sometimes do when someone makes a good point. It had probably been about 2 years at that point, I'd been with a number of gorgeous women, but no men. I conceded to Jessa that she had a point. Jessa was in a pale blue teddy and thong ensemble and I chose black lingerie with dark red trim. Both of were wearing bedroom slippers. I honestly couldn't remember the last time I'd been so excited about a fuck, I was almost hopping around Jessa's place in anticipation when I heard the buzzer sound. Jessa told me to wait in the bedroom while she went to answer the door. I heard them talking and Darren telling Jessa how hot she looked. Aside from his manner of speech, typical of the 20-something generation, he had a nice, low, mellow voice. I was getting impatient while they talked and was tempted to peek out, but that's when I heard footsteps coming in my direction. I hopped on Jessa's bed and readied myself. When our young Adonis walked into the room, I thought his eyes were going to bug out of his head, like in the cartoons. He looked over at me, looked back at Jessa and then, back at me again. "For real?" He asked her. "For real," Jessa said as she joined me on the bed. My gorgeous lover started kissing me and fondling me and before Darren could say another word, she had peeled off my lingerie and the two of us were at it, hot and heavy. If he had left right there and then, I would still have been thrilled at the attention I was getting. Jessa has been my lover so long and knows all my spots. Her mouth traveled to those secret places and her hands went to the rest. I heard the little noises I make when fully aroused and I hoped they were getting to Darren. I looked over and he was just standing there. Frankly, I was a bit pissed. "Hey!" I called out. "If you're waiting for an invitation, you're going to be waiting a long time!" I told him. "The lady invited you here because she thought you could handle two hot, sexy women, but if you're just going to stand there, maybe she was wrong." I knew that would get him going, most men don't like to have their egos challenged. He got out of his T-shirt and jeans fast and joined us in bed. I thought his body in the gym was perfect, that was nothing compared to the beauty of his form in real life. He was so gorgeous. He got Jessa naked first and buried his face in her cunt from behind while she was eating me. I thought that was a good sign, he was deferential to our hostess. As he sucked Jessa, she transferred her own pleasures to my pussy and I was having a wonderful time. "Do her," Jessa panted when she came up for air. "Jen doesn't need any foreplay, I've primed the pump, do it Darren – fuck my baby with that wonderful, fuckin' prick of yours." I would have argued with Jessa that I didn't need any more foreplay, as I love foreplay, but once I saw that cock of his, I wanted it. It was huge and he neared me, nodded and smiled. I wrapped my legs around his back and he entered me and we were off to the races! Oh God, what a wonderful cock and Jessa was right, he knew how to use it. I'd never been with a man who picked up on my natural rhythms so easily, he kept moving in and out at a nice pace while Jessa kissed us both and made her presence known. I was glad he didn't ignore Jessa and thrilled that she was there. Her presence made it all the sweeter. As he was fucking me, every so often she would kiss my nipples or plant little kisses on my face. The logistics of a threesome aren't quite as easy as you see in an adult film, those are choreographed and the film can be started and stopped. Still, we managed to get through our first 20 minutes with my having a wonderful orgasm and Darren still hadn't cum. Jessa and I thought that Darren deserved some attention, so we treated him to a double blowjob. We worked him over good and this magnificent stallion was grooving on our work, but he didn't cum. "He told me he's trained himself," Jessa whispered in my ear. "And I believe it, he's got endurance like nothing I've ever seen." His cock was an iron bar as he fucked Jessa from behind. She went back to working on my pussy, I was primed for another few orgasms and as her tongue washed over my pussy, I sure as hell got them. I looked back at Darren and smiled at him, we'd hardly exchanged any words at all, but there was something about him I liked. He seemed so determined to please Jessa and myself, like he wasn't going to stop until he'd succeeded. I was impressed by that, almost touched. He did make Jessa cum, I had almost never heard her shriek like that. My buff blonde baby let out a guttural moan and her entire body shook. Only then did Darren allow the luxury of letting himself cum and we both got to sample him. We spent the entire day fucking and to his credit, it took the twoof us to wear him out. He hugged us both, thanked us profusely and left. I turned to Jessa and I think I may have been babbling, I thanked her so many times. I was at the gym a few days after that when Darren approached me. He had this sheepish expression on his face, it was quite cute, actually. "I was wondering if I could take you out for coffee or dinner sometime?" He asked as if he was embarrassed after what we had done together. I didn't want him to feel obligated, but he set my mind straight on that. "No, I really felt a connection to you and it doesn't hurt that you're smoking hot. I already checked with Jessa and she's cool with it, we're only casual. So – would you? Have coffee or dinner with me, I mean." I laughed, because his nervousness was so absolutely charming. I told him I would love to have dinner with him some night soon and we set a date. I guess I didn't really know what I was getting myself into. We went out to dinner and he chose a fabulous restaurant, one I could only have afforded every so often. Darren told me his family had money and they indulged him so that he could attend university and pursue graduate studies. I found out he was 24 and every time he smiled, I felt stirrings I hadn't felt in a long time. If he looked good at the gym and at Jessa's, all I can say is – you had to see him dressed in a suit. Despite our age difference, I began falling for him. I tried to keep it casual and light, but when he would call me, it would often be the highlight of my day. I switched my workout schedule at the gym so I could avoid him, so I wouldn't be seeing him constantly and grow tired of him. I had no idea at that point in our relationship that wasn't possible. I was in far, far too deep. Jessa saw it before I did. "You've fallen for him," She giggled and then hugged me. "Good for you, you deserve a little love in your life. Just make sure you keep your eyes open, sometimes if it seems too good to be true, it is." I had no idea that those words would come back to bite me in the ass. Darren made no demands on me, we dated and the words had not been spoken, although I constantly told him I adored him. He was free to see anyone he pleased and so was I, although I didn't want him seeing anyone else. It actually grated on me thinking of him with another woman. Him and me and another woman didn't bother me, but his going solo really did. I couldn't make that demand of him, it wouldn't have been fair. I was still sleeping with a fair number of young lovelies, including my own girls, a few others I will talk about some other time, Jessa and Ashley. My beautiful little baby, Ashley was now in her early 30's, but still possessed of that sweet, angelic look, that long blonde hair and her beautiful cornflower-blue eyes. She still calls me Mommy and if I call her, she comes a-runnin'. I had called one evening and she came over in less than 20 minutes, ready for play. She was between my thighs, eating my pussy for all she was worth. I was creaming on her tongue and thrashing about the bed, my thighs clamped around her head and holding her in place. Of course, that's when the phone rings. Doesn't it always at the most inopportune moments? Most times I ignore the phone and let the answering system grab it, but for some reason, I picked up that night. It was Darren. "Hey beautiful," Came his rich, beautiful voice. "I was wondering if you might perhaps want some company tonight? He was making a booty call but that was fine, we'd both done that numerous times before. I was about to tell him tonight wasn't a good night when Ashley motioned she wanted to say something. I told Darren I would put him on hold and spoke to my blonde sweetheart. "Is that the gorgeous stud you've been fucking for the last several months?" She asked me. I nodded yes. "Mom says he's a tiger in bed and you and I have never done a threesome with another man - Mommy," She pouted, knowing she often gets her way when she does that. "Why not invite him over so I can fuck him too, it's been a while since I've had a good cock." A chance to have Ashley and Darren together was too good to miss. I knew my guy could handle it, as he had proved with me and Jessa. I told him to make sure he showered and smelled nice and said to be here in one hour. I had a nice session of sixty-nine with Ashley after that and then we both hit the showers. We had to resist the temptation to play or we never would have been prepared for Darren's arrival. When he finally made it, a few minutes late, we were already horny as little minks. Darren walked through the door to the vision of a babydoll blonde in light blue teddy and me in a black negligee and stiletto heels. "You have GOT to be fucking kidding me!" He exclaimed. "I thought the first time we did a three-way was incredible, how lucky am I to experience it again?" I didn't bother to tell him he was about to fuck the daughter of the woman he had fucked before. I didn't honestly know how he would react to that piece of information. "Hello there, you gorgeous young thing," He smiled, pouring on the charm in Ashley's direction. "I'm Darren and it's a pleasure to meet you." I also didn't tell him that Ashley was a few years older than he was because she doesn't look it. Why spoil the illusion? "Oh, he is a charmer," Ashley smiled in my direction. "We invited you over stud because Jen says you can handle two naughty ladies and you've got the equipment to back it up. So if you're smart, you'll get out of those clothes and into bed with us ASAP!" My boyfriend is no dummy, he shucked his clothes 1-2-3 and jumped into bed, kissing Ashley with heated passion. "That's a nice way to start things off," She murmured as his lips began traveling down her neck. "He's a good kisser, Jen." "He's good at everything," I told her, bragging a bit, although not exaggerating in the slightest. To his credit, Darren was an imaginative and giving lover and there was nothing he wouldn't try. He was taking his time with Ashley, he hadn't even made an effort to remove her lingerie as yet, nuzzling the exposed parts of her body with his mouth. I thought I should join them in the bed and did so, running my hands over his strong back as he made out with Ashley. They looked absolutely spectacular together. Ashley was making those tiny little yelps she makes when she's really turned on, I know, because I've been the cause of them several times over the years. I looked at her sweet little face contorted in bliss and moved closer, opening some of the buttons of her teddy so he could enjoy more of her naked flesh. As for me, I sucked on those gorgeous breasts that seemed not to have aged a day since the first time I sucked on them so many years ago. Ashley wanted the 5-star treatment and Darren was easily capable of providing it. The petite beauty mounted his thick cock, I thought it might split her in two, but she took all of it. Darren was on his back and my body straddled his face. While Ashley fucked his prick, I played with Ashley and Darren attended to my needs. This was easily the equal to the three-way I had enjoyed with Ashley's mom. It was hard not to be impressed with Darren as a lover, even Ashley noticed it. When he left much later that night, she was still raving about his sexual prowess. "Jen, Mommy, you know that I usually prefer women to men, most guys think with their dicks, but fuck, that guy was a stud," She panted. We were cuddling in bed and enjoying a glass of wine together. "He just didn't seem to tire out, no wonder my mother kept on raving about him." I nodded. "If he's like that now, imagine what he'll be like in a few more years, when he's got even more experience." She smiled, agreeing with me. "You're right, experience is everything." Then, she got this wild look in her eyes and I knew something was up – I just didn't know what it was at that moment. "He'd be perfect," She said, almost under her breath. "Perfect for what?" I wanted to know. "For Heather's first." My eyes went so wide I almost looked occidental. Heather is Ashley's adopted daughter, a honey-sweet strawberry blonde who had only recently turned 15. "Aunt Jennifer" and her mommy broke her in to the world of lesbian sex in a family friendly way that still makes me sigh wistfully when I think of it. She's lovely and lickable and will be a force to be reckoned with in a few more years. "You want Darren to fuck Heather?" I said, trying to wrap my head around Ashley's insane scheme. "He's huge and ..." "He may be big, but he's gorgeous and a tender, gentle lover who will treat her with respect if we ask him to," Ashley smiled, snuggling up to me. "Please, Mommy?" As I've said, when Ashley does that, I usually give in fast. "He might not go for this, Heather is only 15, remember?" "You've seen my daughter, does she look 15?" Ashley said with the cocky smile of hers. No, Heather could easily pass for older and once we unleashed her erotic side, the little nymph gave her mother and I a good workout. I began to see the erotic possibilities. I told my blonde angel that I would see if I could make it happen, but that she could not be there to witness it. As much as I know they love each other, I didn't think Heather would want her mom to see her being deflowered, nor did I think Ashley would want to witness it either. I told Darren that I had another threesome arranged and they probably saw his smile in Toronto. Then, I told him the circumstances, omitting Heather's age. I didn't want him being nervous about any of it. "If you're sure about this Jen, yeah, you can set it up," Darren told me. "I promise to bring my A-game and I trust if I'm doing anything I shouldn't, you'll clue me in." I called Ashley and told her we were all set and then I spoke with Heather. She was thrilled and had eagerly hoped I could arrange it. "My first cock, oh thanks so much, auntie Jen," She said. She must have thanked me a dozen times and it hadn't happened yet. I suggested that she wear something really hot and sexy and make herself look older. Ashley was listening in and said she'd take care of everything. We set a date for Friday and I called Darren and told him we were a go. Heather arrived on that Friday looking so hot that I almost wanted to ravish her myself. The sexy fifteen-year old looked 18 or older, wearing skintight black leather pants, they looked like they had been painted on. On top, she was wearing a silver crop-top under a nasty looking black leather jacket. Her hair was wilder and more tousled than normal, she had a slightly trashy look that was abetted by the makeup she wore. Around her waist she had a sexy gold chain and she was wearing black stiletto heels. She walked towards me, hips swaying and pulled my face to hers. "Mmm, auntie Jen, missed you lots," She breathed, her voice sounding older as well. "Can't wait to get into bed with you and show you some of the tricks mom's been showing me. I'm going to suck your pussy dry, you gorgeous bitch." Hearing this little imp sound so sexy and mature was a tremendous turn on, the hottest I'd heard since – well, since I'd been with my girls years earlier. I kissed her back with a nice amount of tongue before the bell rung and Darren arrived. He took one look at Heather and had that "holy shit" expression on his face. Boldly, the naughty scamp gave him a heated kiss as well and actually patted his crotch. "I can't wait for you to fuck me, stud," Heather breathed. "Aunt Jen's been telling me you've got a great prick, that gets me so wet, lover." She was playing her older role to the hilt and I am sure Darren didn't notice the slight quaver in her voice. "Aunt Jen?" He asked, he had picked up on that. "She's my goddaughter, her mother and I are close," I told him, elaborating no further. I did NOT want him knowing this was the daughter of the woman he had fucked a few days earlier and Jessa's granddaughter. I was pretty sure it would have freaked him out. "You both look hot," Darren breathed. I hadn't wanted to outshine Heather, so I had dressed in a pretty white blouse and a black, pleated skirt. Of course, me being me, underneath I had on La Pearla lingerie, stockings and heels. We all sat down, had some wine and got comfortable, but I could see Heather getting fidgety. I knew she might blow her cover if we went on too long, so I got up, took her hand and led her towards the bedroom. I looked back at Darren and nodded that he should haul his ass. Darren was no idiot and yet he still managed to be late enough that I was already undressing Heather when he caught up to us. I adore her body, she has such a light tan, delectable nipples and the sweetest, yummiest little cunt. I was already licking that when Darren approached Heather with his cock in hand. "Want to try sucking cock, pretty girl?" He asked her boldly. "Oh God, you know it handsome," She purred, still keeping her wits about her. Her tiny fist closed around his shaft and she let it slide into her mouth. It was obvious that Ashley had given her some pointers because she was being careful not to gag and taking just enough to lick and suck and get him hard. "Fuck, she's never been with a guy?" Darren panted. "You'd never know it by me." I was rather proud of my little nymph and made sure to give her pussy my best work. I could feel her cumming and when she let go of Darren's prick, it was hard and gleaming. I moved up the bed and took a bit of it for myself before releasing it and kissing Heather. Heather kissed and teased me while she undressed me, Darren was dropping his clothes to the floor as fast as he could manage. I didn't need any prep for I was drenched and eager to see them fucking. Darren was considerate and suggested the tinier girl slide down on his cock and take it herself, she could control everything. We both warned Heather that it would hurt, but only for a brief minute. She nodded and then slid her sexy, teenaged cunt down on his club. I saw her close her eyes and bite her bottom lip and then it was evident she was virgin no more. If I thought she would take it slow, I underestimated my nymphet. She had Jessa and Ashley and aunt Jen as examples and she fucked him like a tornado tearing through a trailer park. She was almost merciless in the way she screwed the handsome stud, her nails were digging in and she was snarling some of the sexiest profanity I've ever heard from a teen girl, including some words I'd never heard before. I played with her as best I could and watched them fucking, Darren helped me get off when he could, but the visual was almost enough in and of itself. When sweet little Heather had made herself cum, she relinquished Darren to me and let me get a good fucking from behind while she and I made out. I was so horny, I think I came in about ten minutes. I got out of bed, got some warm towels to clean up the mess and snuggled up to Heather. "Watch the show, stud," I purred. Heather and I did a very hot sixty-nine for him that really got to him. This time, I suggested he fuck Heather the way he had just done me. I managed to insinuate myself under her and suck her gorgeous tits while Darren fucked her again. She made the cutest sounds and he was really giving it to her. She loved it all and told him so. That son of a bitch fucked us until the middle of the next day and went home with the biggest smile on his face. Heather spent the rest of the day and night with me, she actually wore me out. Getting fucked had made her even hornier, if that were possible. A few days later, I received a nice bouquet of flowers from Ashley and Heather. It ended with Darren and it ended badly. I thought maybe here was someone who could love me, warts and all. I thought about telling him some of my secrets, about my past. I am so glad I didn't. In the end, I loved him but it wasn't meant to be. Here's why. Darren got a good job in Toronto and for the first little while, he came down every few days and we'd hook up, have dinner and sex. Then it was every week. Then every few weekends. His phone calls lessened and if I E-Mailed him, he got back to me when he felt like it. Word got back to me that he was hanging out with his old friends, partying hard and doing things that I thought were extremely immature. I felt as if he were going backwards and not forwards. So, I confronted him on it and he told me "no pissed off bitch is going to tell me how to run my life." There were a few other foul words exchanged and a LOT of temper. He told me to stay the fuck out of his life and that was it. I spent a week in tears and feeling like I had been betrayed by someone special. I haven't heard from him since and doubt that I ever will again. So yes, I have fallen in love and had my heart broken. Sometimes babies, love is a bitch. |