Date: Tue, 15 Jan 2002 10:22:58 -0600
From: Katherine T. <kt1960@earthlink.net>
Subject: A Special Evening (lesbian, Encounters, Hookers)

The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not
an adult is hereby warned to go away.

All comments to the author will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at kt1960@earthlink.net

A repository of erotic fiction by Katherine T. can be found at
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Author's note: I wrote this story some years ago under another
pseudonym. I've made some changes and I'm now posting the new
version for the first time on ASSM.


                        A Special Evening

     "Everything is arranged," Veronica says.
     She sits down at our table, sips her coffee, smiles at me.
     I'm uneasy. It's a hot idea, but I'm really not that
adventurous. No, this idea isn't just hot, it's wild. Crazy wild.
     "Veronica, are you sure about this?"
     "I thought we agreed. You're not backing out, are you?"
     "No."
     "Good. It's all set up. They have the room number and they
said she'll be there at nine sharp. Her name is Maria."
     Last week the idea seemed like a marvelous lark. We would
have an "escort" service send a girl to us in a hotel. A few wild
hours to celebrate the beginning of our third year together.
Everyone says the average lesbian relationship lasts two years,
but we're starting our third. Veronica thought of a way to
celebrate, and last week the idea did excite me.
     But now I don't know. Yes, I do know -- I'm still excited,
but I'm uncertain about it. Uncertain about what? I don't really
know. Anyway, it's too late, the arrangements have been made. I
agreed, didn't I?
     Veronica and I leave the restaurant and walk the two blocks
to the hotel where we've reserved a room. I'm sorry about the
hotel now, because I think I'd be more comfortable in our
apartment. But Veronica insisted on the hotel room. She never
likes strangers coming to our place. Silly, isn't it? I wouldn't
mind it at home at all.
     It's a good hotel, not cheap. Veronica never likes anything
cheap. We ride the elevator to the sixteenth floor, and once
we're inside the large luxuriously appointed room I feel much
better.
     Veronica kisses my lips lightly, her fingers pinching one of
my nipples through my blouse. "Why don't the two of us stay the
night here afterwards? We'll have room service bring us breakfast
in bed."
     I tell her I'd love it. What a marvelous idea!
     Precisely at nine o'clock, someone knocks on the door.
Veronica goes to the door, opens it, and a tall brunette walks in
smiling at us.
     "Hi, I'm Maria. I'm not late, am I?"
     She's stunning, maybe twenty-five, long dark hair, dark
eyes, a willowy figure in a tight red dress, sheer dark hose and
strap sandals with stiletto heels.
     Now it's Veronica who is not so confident. Maria is more
than we expected. Much more. I actually thought we might have a
bubble-gum chewing bimbo on our hands, but this is something
else.
     Veronica introduces us. Maria smiles, looks at us warmly.
"If you have something to drink, I'd love it."
     "Scotch? There should be some in that little bar."
     "That's fine." She puts her purse down on the dresser, and
she walks to the window to look at the lights of the city. "Nice
view, isn't it?"
     The view I'm looking at is nice also. What I'm looking at is
her round ass. Her dress is so tight the curve of each cheek is
visible. Her legs are lovely too, with full calves and slender
ankles.
     Veronica brings each of us a drink, and then she returns
with her own.
     Maria lifts her glass and says: "I can see you're both
nervous. But just relax and we'll have a great time."
     Veronica has recovered some of her poise. "Do you often get
two...?
     "Two women?"
     "Yes."
     Maria laughs. "Not as often as I'd like. But it happens once
in a while, and I think tonight will be one of the better times
because I already like both of you. Really."
     I wonder if she's merely saying that. It's for money, isn't
it? But she seems honest; she has an open honest face and I
believe she does like us. That's crazy, isn't it? We've bought
her time, and yet I still want her to like us.
     Maria asks permission to switch on the radio, and she finds
a soft rock station that mellows the mood quickly.
     Maria says: "Do you have anything particular in mind, or
would you like me to start things?"
     Veronica looks at me and we agree with our eyes. "There's
nothing particular," Veronica says.
     Maria gives us a pretty smile. "All right, why don't you
both sit and I'll do a strip for you and we'll see how it goes."
     Veronica and I sit down in the two easy chairs. The ice is
shaking in my glass. I'm nervous again, but now it's because my
excitement is so intense. Yes, I want to watch her strip. I want
to see what she has under that tight red dress.
     The beat of the music is heavy and sexual. She's adept,
graceful, her hips swaying just enough to make her movements
totally erotic. The dress has a hidden zipper that runs
completely down her right side, and she pulls at it slowly,
slowly, opening her covering, peeling herself open, emerging like
some ripe tropical fruit from its outer skin. When the zipper is
down to her thigh, she pushes the dress off each shoulder and she
wiggles it down, drops it to the carpet and steps out of it.
     Veronica glances at me, a smile hovering at her lips. She's
excited; I can see it in her eyes.
     Maria is a hot dream. She wears a red lace bra that pushes
up her full breasts, a red g-string, a thin red garter belt to
hold up her dark hose. She smiles and deliberately turns to show
us the rear view, and my excitement intensifies because I like
asses and this one is exquisite. Her ass is totally exposed
because the thong of the g-string is tight between the full round
cheeks, tight in the dark deep split.
     While she still has her back to us, she unhooks the bra and
removes it, tosses it away, then slowly turns to face us again
with her hands lifting her breasts and holding them out to us
like two melons. The areolas are wide and brown, the nipples
thick and mouth watering.
     She moves toward us, her body swaying, moving close enough
so that I can see the sheen of sweat near her dimpled navel.
Veronica is on her left and I'm on her right. She comes to me
first, dangling her breasts over my face, her body swaying,
tantalizing me. Then she moves to Veronica and she does the same.
Her body is a lovely arrangement of lush curves, her legs
exquisite in the dark hose.
     Stopping half way between our two chairs, supporting her
breasts with her hands, she leans forward a bit. "Someone be nice
to me and suck one of these."
     Again, Veronica glances at me, and I say: "Go on, Veronica."
     Maria immediately moves to Veronica to offer her breasts.
Veronica lifts her face, opens her mouth, and Maria makes a sound
of pleasure as she feeds one of her thick nipples to Veronica's
lips.
     My body is tight with sexual tension. I want to touch
myself, but I hold back. The scene amazes me: the two of us,
Veronica and I, still fully dressed, while this dark-haired
beauty entertains us.
     Entertaining Veronica. Veronica is holding the breast
herself now, holding the breast with one hand while the other
hand fondles the other breast. Veronica sucks at the nipple,
pulls back, licks it, sucks it again. Then she moves her mouth
to the other breast and she does the same.
     Maria groans. "Oh baby, I like it." Her nipples are
swollen, puffed out, more reddish than before.
     Veronica finally pulls away for good, licking her lips,
Maria's breast wet with her saliva. "Her turn now," Veronica
says, gesturing in my direction.
     Maria smiles at me as she approaches my chair. She moves in
close to hang her luscious breasts over my face. I can smell her
perfume, her sweat, a hint of her sex. I run my hands over her
hips and up to her breasts, and I gently tug at them to get one
of her nipples in my mouth.
     She murmurs something. I don't hear it. All I care about is
the sweet-tasting nipple in my mouth. I suck all of the areola,
then just the nipple. I pull at it with my lips and teeth. Then I
move to the other breast, licking and sucking the nipple,
nibbling at it until it swells even further.
     She pulls away when I release her. "I'm hot," she says. "I
like both of you. Both of you turn me on."
     Her body moving again to the music, she smiles at us as she
slowly unties the g-string, tugs the ends, teases us by keeping
it in place. Finally, she tugs it free of her body and she sends
it sailing across the room to land in my lap.
     I've lost all reserve. I lift the g-string to my nose and I
sniff it. The mixture of perfume and pussy scent is heavenly.
     Maria has a hand between her legs, lightly rubbing herself.
All she has on now is the garter belt and hose and high heels.
She's like a Penthouse centerfold, but more exotic, and certainly
more real. She has a thick dark bush trimmed into a neat
triangle. Now she opens herself, her fingers peeling her labia
apart, teasing us by showing her clit and then covering it
again.
      I want to look at it. I want to look at everything. Does
she see it in my eyes?
     She approaches me, her hands stroking her belly. She slides
her legs apart and says: "I need a finger inside. Won't you do
it?"
     Won't I? My hand slides between her warm thighs to touch her
pussy. The lips are thick, wet, easily parted. I penetrate her
with only my middle finger, all the way to my knuckle, my finger
wriggling in the wet, feeling the heat.
     She wriggles her hips as I wriggle my finger in her pussy.
     She laughs and pulls away, moves to Veronica and offers
herself. "There's lots of juice," Maria says.
     I have some of it on my finger, and as Veronica's hand
probes between Maria's legs, I lift my finger to my mouth and
taste Maria's pussy.
     Maria glances at me, catches me licking my finger, and she
beams at me. "Do I taste good?"
     "Yes."
     She looks down at Veronica. "What do you think? Go on, taste
me."
     Veronica pulls her finger out and licks it clean. "Sweet and
hot."
     Maria laughs. "Let's get on the bed now. Both of you can
suck me off. Or I can do the two of you first. Whatever you want.
I'm here to please both of you. But first both of you ought to be
naked. Don't you want to get undressed?"
     Maria watches us as we undress. It seems ridiculous that
we're paying for this and taking orders from her, but she knows
what she's doing. I wouldn't know what to say or do, and Veronica
seems to have lost her usual competence. In this situation,
we're both amateurs. Hah.
     When Veronica and I are naked, all three of us get on the
bed. Hands are everywhere, six hands and arms moving and sliding
like the tentacles of an octopus. I stroke Maria's thighs and
legs and belly. I stroke her nylon-covered calves and ankles.
Her body is so firm. I get my fingers in her generous bush.
Veronica's hand meets mine, our fingers tangling in Maria's wiry
pussy hair. Maria laughs. She lifts and opens her legs to let us
have a closer look at her pussy. I don't refuse. I bend over to
see the details. Her cunt is lovely, long flowery petals and a
thick clitoris, the color of her sex more red than pink, except
for the outer folds that are brown. The opening shows her cream,
a film of white glistening wetness. Veronica's head is near mine
as she too looks at Maria.
     Veronica is the first to suck Maria. She leans over with her
hips near Maria's head, her face sliding between Maria's thighs,
her mouth clamping on Maria's pussy.
     Watching Veronica suck another woman gives me a strange
feeling. When she's doing it to me, I'm usually too preoccupied
to notice anything. Now I notice everything. Her blonde hair in
disarray. Her flushed face. The wetness on her lips when she
lifts her face to flap just the tip of her tongue against Maria's
fat clitoris. Maria is groaning. With her fingers, she pulls at
the hood of her clit to get the head out. She mutters something
in Spanish. She locks her thighs around Veronica's head and they
roll over to lie on their sides with Maria's face buried between
Veronica's thighs.
     What I have now facing me is Maria's ass. I touch it. I run
my hands over the contours. Stretching out behind Maria, I push
my face between her thighs to get at her pussy from the rear. I
meet Veronica and we kiss. I can taste Maria on Veronica's lips.
I dip down to lick only briefly at Maria's cunt, and then I slide
back to work my tongue in the groove of Maria's ass.
     Maria shudders as she feels my tongue. "Let me up, I know a
better way."
     She gets Veronica on her back. Then Maria climbs over
Veronica and straddles her, her pussy over Veronica's face. As I
sit at the foot of the bed, Maria looks over her shoulder at me,
licking her lips, smiling in invitation. Nothing is disguised.
I'm to have Maria's ass.
     For a while I watch Veronica. My lover. Maria has her knees
wide apart, her pussy hunched down on Veronica's face, her hips
rolling slowly, her throat making noises of pleasure as she feels
Veronica's tongue everywhere.
     Finally I move in, crouching behind Maria's ass, bending to
slide my face over it. My heart pounds as I work my tongue into
the groove and around her anus. Before long I abandon myself,
nuzzling between the cheeks, licking her, pushing my tongue
inside, doing to her things I never dare do to Veronica.
     I find my clit with my fingers and I rub it as I lose myself
in Maria's ass. I come hard. Maria seems to sense that I'm coming
as she humps her ass against my face.
     Later, Maria sucks each of us in turn, sucking Veronica
until Veronica comes, then sucking me until I come buckets on her
face.
     Maria stands up. She smiles at us as Veronica and I lie side
by side on the bed. Brushing her hair away from her face with her
fingers, Maria says: "I told you I like you."

                               End