Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2023 15:47:58 +0000 From: coffeefourtwo Subject: Clandestine Meetings Chapter 3 All characters are fictional and high school age or older. Comments are welcome. If there is interest, I will continue the series. Please consider a donation, however small, to Nifty. Frances woke me up about six o'clock later that morning, for an encore performance in the sex swing. This time, however, I was the swing's occupant. She used the same strap-on I had used on her, having me in sheer ecstasy on that swing as she thrust into me. I screamed, God knows how many times as she brutalized me, in a very good way, with that strap-on. Our bodies were sweaty when we finished and when I got out of the swing, our roles were reversed from our earlier performance. It was she who was caring and concerned, where I was now the one who after being fucked senseless, barely even knew where I was. Frances took care of me with a gentleness that touched me. "Are you sure you're okay, Jen?" she asked out of concern as she helped me walk out of the room. She had told me before that she sometimes got carried away when she had sex, and this morning she was in overdrive where getting carried away was concerned. My pussy was raw, and while I'm not sure, I think I begged her to stop. I could be wrong, however. In my delirious state, maybe I begged her to keep fucking me. Maybe she didn't hear me or understand me, maybe she ignored me. Regardless, she gave me a fucking that I remember to this day. It was a Saturday morning, but she did have to go into work for a few hours. She considerately offered for me to stay, but I had work later on that afternoon, so I left when she did. She gave me a luscious, lingering kiss at the door before we went outside. "We'll have to do this again soon, honey. Provided I haven't scared you off." I smiled at her. "You're not getting rid of me that easily. Remember, good sex with no strings attached." She seemed to ponder that. "You are a rare find, you know that, Jen? I can't tell you how many women, after the first night, seem to think we'll be walking down the aisle to get married." I teased her as we walked out of her house. "Oh, we can get married. Just don't think it's going to be an exclusive marriage." She laughed. "I see you have your mother's sense of humor." Little did she know, was that what I also had from my mother, was her pussy in my mouth before I left for work the previous day. "Yeah, mother is something else," I said as I felt myself flush thinking about eating mother out. "Tell her to call me. We haven't been together in ages. We've got a lot of catching up to do," Frances said with a raised brow and a decadent smile on her face. I smiled, got into my car and started the drive home. When I got home, mother's car was gone, so I knew she was at work. I was fully expecting to walk into a quiet house, but instead I hear Lori screaming at the top of her lungs to be fucked harder. I was at a loss. If mother was having sex with Lori, then where was her car? I noticed that the screaming wasn't coming from mother's bedroom, where we always slept and had our debauched threesome's, but from Lori's bedroom. When I got to the door, was I ever surprised to see it wasn't mother slamming into Lori. It was Janelle, our next door neighbor's twenty-three year year old married daughter. Janelle lived with her husband in a nearby city. Every now and again, Janelle would come and spend a few days with her mother. I would be sure to speak with Lori about this. In the time since Lori and I became lovers, this is the first time Janelle had been to her mother's, so Lori must have worked really fast to get Janelle into her bed. I wanted to hear all the juicy details. I left the two lovebirds alone, returning to the kitchen for breakfast, which in this household, for the most part, means cereal and milk. The sex with Frances the night before, and this morning, left me famished. I ate three bowls of cereal and nearly finished off the milk. I made a mental note to do a little grocery shopping later in the morning. About thirty minutes later, Janelle came into the kitchen, totally nude. I was sitting at the table to see her face go nearly pale when she saw me. "Hello, Janelle," I said merrily. "Teaching my dear, underaged sister the fine art of sapphic sex?" "Is that, Jen?" I heard Lori call out from the bedroom. Janelle didn't seem to know what to do with herself, so she retreated hastily to Lori's bedroom. After a few minutes, Lori came into the kitchen, tucking her T-shirt into her shorts. I walked up to her, put my my lips to her ear and whispered, "Don't get too comfortable in those clothes. When Janelle leaves, it's my turn." Lori pushed me away. "Are you crazy, Jen? You have her scared to death! You tell her she's having sex with an underaged girl, and now she thinks you're going to report her to the police," Lori blurted out. "I didn't mean anything by it." I said defensively. "And she knows this?" Lori asked incredulously. I shrugged a shoulder. "My God, Jen, sometimes I think you're the fourteen year old and I'm the eighteen year old." Lori had a point there. Sometimes I could be rather juvenile, and more often than not, Lori made more sense than I did. For a fourteen year old, she is much more intelligent and mature than most, along with a sex drive that would leave the Marquis de Sade and his followers, envious. This morning is a perfect illustration. In the wee hours of the morning, mother told me on the phone she couldn't satisfy Lori's sexual hunger, and now Lori is at it again, bright and early, although now with Janelle cowering in Lori's bedroom thinking the police will be here any minute now to handcuff her and take her away. I walked timidly to Lori's bedroom and apologized to Janelle. As she dressed, she accepted the apology but still seemed quite flustered. Lori walked Janelle to the front door, while I sat on Lori's bed, waiting for the scolding that was certain to come. When Lori returned, her eyes were shooting daggers at me. I went to speak, but Lori swiftly raised a hand, her palm facing me, effectively silencing me. I lowered my head. Lori thundered and I flinched. "I swear to, God, Jen, if you ruined this for me with Janelle, I will kick your ass from one end of our street to the other! You will never know true peace again! Understood?" Her last word reverberated through the room. I nodded, but my head remained lowered. She walked up to me, placed her fingers under my chin, and lifted my head, gently. "I love you, sis," she said softly. When she began to lift her T-shirt over her head she said gently, "Now get into that strap-on and fuck me like you promised." An hour later, after a grueling session with Lori, we went grocery shopping. To get back into Lori's good graces, I let her buy whatever she wanted. The hard fucking I gave her, after Janelle left, I was hoping would go a long way to patching things up between us, but a little bribe certainly couldn't hurt. Aisle after aisle, she picked up items, mainly cookies and other snacks she liked, and put them in the cart, with nary a word from me. When we got into the car, Lori turned to me in her seat and said, "You have taken a huge leap in redeeming yourself." I turned to her with a smile, and was about to say something, but she cut me off. "Provided you haven't scared, Janelle, off," she said, giving me a stern look. I still wasn't off the hook. If Lori cut me off from sex, which was a growing concern of mine, that would be nothing short of untenable. I have said this before, but it bears repeating. It applied then, as it does to this day. These two people, Lori and mother, mean the world to me. They are my everything, they are my safe place, they are my rock. Since we've become lovers, sexual intimacy with both of them is something I require, much as I do food, water and air. If that were taken away, I feel I would wither away emotionally. To lose but one of them carnally, would throw my life into uncertainty. I cannot fathom it, I cannot even entertain the idea of it happening. As though sensing my anxiety, Lori reached over and gently put her hand on top of mine, my heart filling with warmth from the feeling of her soft touch. She left her hand on mine, in silence, the rest of the trip home. I turned into our driveway, to see Janelle carrying boxes from her car to her mother's house. Lori got out of the car first, walking swiftly to Janelle. I sighed despondently as I opened the rear door to beging unloading the groceries. I was putting the last bag of groceries into the cupboard when Lori walked in. "So, here's the deal," Lori began. "Your apology and my talk with her just now, has eased her mind." I smiled, more from relief, than anything else. Lori stepped into my personal space. "But, Jen, if you ever pull something like that again, you will be officially cut off from this!" Lori grabbed my hand and shoved it down her shorts. Her pussy was as wet as I had ever felt it. Out of habit, I slid one finger into her, and although Lori shuddered lightly at my finger inside of her, she pulled my hand out. Raising my hand to her mouth, she wrapped her tongue around my finger now drenched with her juices. She slurped and licked for a few moments, then looked at me. "My goodness, I taste especially delicious this morning." Lori said delightedly. She flashed me a brilliant smile, then walked into her bedroom, closing the door. I raised my finger to my nose, deeply inhaling the fragrance of my younger sister's juices and saliva. "Damn you, Jen, you eat my pussy so good," mother yelled out, as I licked her pussy furiously. Mother was on all fours on her bed with me behind her, eating her out. She came by for a quickie, something she says she will stop doing, but it seems she can't bring herself to actually do it. I was scheduled for the early afternoon shift and time was starting to run short. I flipped her on her back, spread her legs and resumed slurping her pussy. Now that she was on her back, I had better access to her breasts. While munching on mother, I reached up and pinched each nipple as hard as I could and did not let up. That had the desired effect. Mother began to grind her pussy into my face while I, in turn, forced my face into her pussy. Her body tensed, followed by a scream that echoed throughout the house. It startled Lori, who came running into the room. Mother's lush, warm cream flowed freely into my mouth. I had so much of mother's cream in my mouth, I had to swallowed some, but not all. My body shuddered with delight, at the feel of mother's warm cream flowing smoothly down my throat. Delectable! I got on my knees on the bed, motioning Lori over with my hand. Lori was standing at the edge of the bed, when I wrapped my arms around her, sharing the rest of mother's delicious cream with Lori in a licentious kiss. Mother was still writhing on the bed when Lori and I finished our depraved cum swap. Lori jumped on the bed and began to kiss mother with the passion they always do, sharing with her the cum she had taken from my mouth. I wanted to stay and watch them kiss, that's always a huge turn on for me, but I had work to get ready for, so I reluctantly left my two lover's to enjoy themselves. After I showered, I hurried into the bedroom to dress. By this time, Lori was slamming into mother with the strap-on, their bodies clapping together while Lori slapped mother's ass mercilessly. Mother came again, her juices streaming onto the sheets, her screams of passion filling the room. Now fully dressed, I walked over to the bed. Mother was on all fours, her face now buried in the pillow. Lori was sitting on her calves on the bed panting heavily, her phallus inside mother. I gripped Lori's hair and pulled her head back, giving her one last deep kiss. I turned to mother, gently rubbing her soft, bare back. She turned her head to the side, just barely. I gave her a gentle peck on the lips. Mother had nothing more to give. She smiled at me, sweetly, then closed her eyes. I whispered in her ear, "Frances says you should call her, Mother. She says it's been awhile since you two hooked up." "That's nice, dear," mother said dreamily. Poor, mother, was exhausted and about to fall asleep. I turned my attention to Lori, still sitting on her calves, her hands behind her on the bed for support, with the phallus still inside mother. I gulped one of Lori's nipples into my mouth, slurping and nibbling her hard nub. She was panting heavily when I removed my mouth from her nipple. She looked at me, sexual hunger written heavily upon her face. I smiled at her adoringly, then turned and walked out of the bedroom. Work was waiting. Late that afternoon, it was time for my lunch break. I walked over to the food court for my meal. I was sitting at one of the tables in the mall when I spotted Lori and Janelle walking toward me. With the scare I put into Janelle earlier that morning, I wasn't sure what to expect. "We were just at the store, your coworker said you would be here," Lori said, as she pulled up a chair and sat directly beside me. I smiled at Janelle as she sat across the table from me. "Hello, Jen. Umm, I just wanted to say everything between us is cool. I'm sorry if I overreacted." That was really sweet of Janelle to say, but I was the one that behaved badly. "Not your fault, Janelle. The blame is entirely on me. You two are free to do as you please. Not a soul will hear anything from me." I offered softly. Janelle looked at me, smiled agreeably and nodded her head. I looked over at Lori to see her smiling contentedly. "You are officially, half, absolved," Lori said as she leaned to place a kiss on my cheek. She lifted her lips to my ears and whispered ever so gently so as not to let Janelle hear. "But nibbling my nipple before you left, was a punch below the belt." I rolled my eyes, reached into my purse, pulling out a twenty dollar bill. "Here, get whatever you want you little extortionist." Lori's eyes were dancing. "You are now officially, totally, absolved." I playfully swatted her arm, then began to finish my meal. I do have to admit, I felt a slight tingle in my pussy when I realized I was no longer under threat of being cut off. With twenty minutes remaining before I had to be back at work, Lori and Janelle left to finish some shopping before returning home. I was walking to the public restroom near the lingerie shop, when I saw a lady walk in ahead of me. She was about 30 feet away from me, but seemed attractive, though she was a little on the heavy side. Some people like the term, 'big, beautiful women.' I prefer 'pleasingly plump.' And this lady, though a little overweight, was pleasing to look at. I walked into the restroom, to find her at one of the sinks, washing her hands. If I had to guess her age, I would say late twenties. Our eye's locked, and at that moment, something passed between us that I can only describe as primal. We didn't speak, we looked soulfully into each other's eyes. Gathering my senses, I began to walk slowly behind her, letting my hand graze lightly from her waist, along her back, stopping at the other side of her body. We were looking at each other through the reflection of the mirror, when I leaned my face to her ear, nipping her earlobe lightly with my teeth. "I want you," I whispered sultrily. Walking to the stalls, I opened one of the doors. Turning to her, I inclined my head slightly to the stalls, inviting her in. After I stepped in, she joined me quickly, latching the door. She turned to face me, then took charge. She began to unbutton my blouse while she looked at me with that enchanting face. She draped my blouse off my shoulders, then pulled down a bra cup, my breast spilling out. Her face lunged for my nipple as she began to feed on it hungrily, such as a child breastfeeding from their mother. Reaching for the bottom of my skirt, she lifted it, while two fingers quickly moved my panty aside. Her elegant work on my nipple was making me pant, but when her two fingers entered my pussy, I drew in a deep and very audible gasp. I looked down to see her mouth latched around my nipple, those beautiful eyes looking up into mine. She began to finger fuck me with such passion, I could see she was ever bit as aroused at what she was doing to me as I was. She took my nipple between her teeth and when she bit it, with some force, she tugged her head down, pulling my nipple with it. That was when I lost it. I tried to keep my screaming down, but it was no use. My orgasm was ripping through me, sending sensations throughout my body. I raised my hand to my mouth to squelch my screaming, but it only had a moderate effect. My unknown lover took my face and buried it in her cleavage. The screaming was less pronounced now, thank goodness. When my orgasm left me, I cursed it, inwardly. I wanted to spend all evening in this wondrous bliss. I leaned into her, as limp as a rag doll. She held me, rubbing my back gently, softly. "Why, me?" I heard her ask softly. She asked it as though she felt that a much slender person, like myself, would not find her attractive. I reached into her dress slacks, found her warm and moist pussy, and began to finger her as fast as she did me. We looked into each other's eyes. "Because I think you're sexy as fuck," I admitted. Along with my fingering her, that was all I had to say to send her over the edge. Now it was my turn to hold onto her, to hold her close and make her feel safe. After her orgasm had it's way with her, she gently kissed me on the lips. "Thank you," she said barely above a whisper. I buttoned my blouse, then walked out of the stall and back to the counter. My purse was sitting on the counter where I had left it. So was her's. I pulled my phone out, opened my contact list and tapped, 'New Contact.' I handed my phone to her. "Put your number in, please." Taking the phone, she looked at me, astounded. "You .. You want to see me again?" she asked as she typed her number into my phone. "Why wouldn't I?" "Because of my," she hesitated, "my weight," she said, as though she were a sad child. I gave her an exasperated look. I raised my hand, then extended my thumb in the air. "Firstly, if I had a problem with your weight, I wouldn't have made a pass at you." I then raised my forefinger alongside my thumb. "Secondly, I think you're really sexy," I said truthfully. When she handed my phone back to me, I placed a call to her phone. When she turned to get her phone, I said, "That's me calling. Now you have my number," I said, then I disconnected the call. She looked at me, her eyes becoming moist. "I..I don't know what to say." I said sincerely, "For starters, you can say you'll meet me at the coffee shop at center court after work. I get off at nine." She said tentatively, "So do I." "Great, see you then," I said cheerily. I was a few steps away from her, and about to walk out of the restroom, when I came to a dead stop. I turned to her and asked, "Um, by the way, what's your name?" Walking back to the lingerie shop, I rolled her name over my tongue. It was, Ashley. A pretty name, I thought, to go along with a very pretty face. Granted, she was on the heavier side, but I much rather be intimate with a person like Ashley, than someone slender like me, but who is high maintenance. She also told me she worked at a clothing store, about halfway across the mall from me. It was thirty minutes before closing time, when a striking woman walked into the lingerie shop with a girl by her side. I greeted the lady, who immediately apologized for coming in so late. Explaining to her it wasn't a problem, I began to assist her. The conversation took a decidedly sexual turn, when the girl with the woman, began to flirt with me. I soon learned, the woman was the girl's aunt. And the girl was fifteen years old! That is Lori's age. The woman was at a nearby rack, and upon hearing her niece speaking to me flirtatiously, and I following her lead, walked over to us. I had lost track of the woman and didn't realize she was as close to us as she was. No doubt, she heard every word. Suddenly, I knew how Janelle felt. She placed her hands on the girls shoulder, in a way that looked nothing less than intimate. "Found us a new playmate, my pet?" she asked of her niece. I was stunned! The girl looked at her aunt with a gleaming smile. "I think so, Auntie. Can we have her over, tonight?" The aunt placed a light kiss on her niece's ear. "Anything for you, my angel." Normally I would have been all over this like white on rice. But then I thought of Ashley. You can say of me, what you will. You can call me a slut, a whore, a bitch, even. I am all those things. I will brook no disagreement. But one thing I am not, is disloyal. I could have told Ashley something came up at the last minute and we would have to reschedule, then go off and lick the pussy of a fifteen year old girl, along with her buxom auntie, which I was awfully tempted to do. But cancelling on Ashley was not an option. I explained to the woman that I had plans, but I would be more than happy, eager even, to meet them another time. But the woman was put off by that. She huffed and walked out of the store, her niece, in tow. I could almost smell and taste the girl's pussy as she walked away with her aunt. And the aunt didn't even make a purchase! To be honest, I was disappointed as I walked to the coffee shop, that I would not be doing the girl and her aunt, until I saw Ashley sitting at a table waiting for me. When she saw me, the look on her face seemed to suggest she was surprised I was there. She finally smiled as I sat with her. She regarded me for a few moments, then said, "I honestly didn't think you would show up." I smiled half-heartedly. "In the interest of full disclosure, I did get an offer at the store." She tensed up. "If you're here only out of pity, Jen, I don't need that." She looked at me, her expression almost pleading for me to say the right thing. I took her hand in mine. When she felt my touch, she didn't pull away. "I didn't say anything about pity." I said softly. "I told you I would be here. When I promise something, you can count on it, Ashley." She tilted her head slightly, her face bearing a soft smile. She squeezed my hand, gently. "My friends call me, Ash." she said softly. "So then, Ash, what are we having tonight? My treat." We stayed until closing, talking and enjoying each other's company. When we walked out of the mall, my car was not very far away, but Ash's car was on the other side of the mall. I offered her a ride, which she accepted. On the short drive around the mall, I could smell her perfume, a delightedly lovely smell. Another thing I noticed, was that I was feeling aroused. In the little time it took to drive to her car, my pussy was wet. When I pulled up to the side of her car, she looked at me. I, for one, didn't want the evening to end. I reached for her hand, spread my legs, and guided her hand inside my skirt to find my moist snatch. When she felt my wet pussy, she drew in a slow breath. "I'm wet for you, honey." I said. " Maybe we could spend the night together." Ash lunged at me and kissed me passionately. Our wet tongues entwined, sent shivers down my spine. God, this woman could kiss! She broke the kiss and said, "I live on the north side of town. You can follow me." I almost offered to do her right here in my car, but I only nodded my head. Ash got into her car, then we began the trip to her place. Forgetting to call, mother, as I had with Frances, I dialed her number when we arrived at Ash's apartment to inform her of my clandestine meeting. Getting no answer from her phone, I called Lori, while Ash waited patiently by her car. After informing Lori I would otherwise be detained until the morning, Lori told me, mother had taken my advice, and called Frances. She and mother were now going at it in her bedroom, along with a girlfriend Frances brought along. Lori said breathlessly, "Damn, Jen, you should hear those three! I don't know what kind of raunchy sex they're having in there, but I'm getting so horny, I don't know what to do." I replied sweetly, "A little self love sounds in order, honey." Lori could masturbate like no other. Some of my most fulfilling orgasms, to this day, have been from watching Lori masturbate while I did likewise. "I was waiting for you, but now I'm out of luck," Lori replied bitterly. A throb shot down to my pussy at the thought of fucking my little sister. "Just take care of yourself tonight, and I will violate you seven different ways tomorrow morning, honey," I whispered into the phone as I began to walk to Ash. "You, better!" Lori asserted boldly into the phone, then disconnected the call. I walked up to Ash, sliding my arm around her waist, as we began the walk to her apartment. "Do you have any siblings?" I inquired. She made a face. "I'm an only child," she said, tinged with a bit of sadness. "I have only one, a sister, Lori," I offered. "Are the two of you close?" she asked as I squeezed her waist. I stopped walking, turned to her, taking the sides of her face in the palms of my hands. I looked deeply into her eyes. "You could say that," I answered with a decidedly devious inward grin. I leaned my head forward, taking Ash into a wet kiss. She pulled me to her, as our tongues met. She broke the kiss, looked lustfully into my eyes and said, "My bed, now!" "Anything you say, Ma'am," I said throatily. "I am so, going to gobble up this pussy," Ash said as she looked at me from between my legs. I was lying on her bed on my back, my legs as wide as I could spread them, my feet flat on the mattress. She had crawled between my legs, looking like a lioness about to pounce on it's prey. I cupped my breasts, bringing a nipple to my mouth. Looking down at Ash, I said, "Give me everything you've got." When her face dropped to my pussy, I sucked one of my nipples into my mouth. In that same instant, her tongue began licking my pussy wildly. I licked and sucked my nipple, being urged on to an orgasm by Ash and her talented tongue. The more greedily I sucked on my nipple, the more hungrily Ash ate me out. Sliding two fingers into my wet pussy, now mingled with her saliva, Ash began to pay homage to my clit, sucking it into her mouth and nibbling it gently with her teeth. I could feel my orgasm build. Ash reached up for my free nipple, pinching it hard. That was my cue to bite my nipple, as hard as Ash bit it in the restroom stall earlier. My orgasm visited me post-haste, and it wasn't treating me in a dainty like fashion. It bounced around from one end of me to the other. I screamed out Ash's name, I can't tell you how many times. She held onto me, her mouth latched around my pussy, as though to form a vacuum seal. While I wasn't sure how long the orgasm lasted, it was minutes, not moments. With my orgasm having left me, but my body still writhing, Ash straddled my body, and began moving up me. With a leg on either side of my head, she placed her hands on top of the headboard. I put my hands on her hips, lowering her down slowly, while staring at her pussy. As her pussy was nearing my mouth, I lifted my head, licking her pussy from the bottom to the top in one slow stroke with the flat of my tongue. Ash gulped in a breath. When I reached the top, I saw her beautiful clit beckoning me. I took it between my teeth and clamped down, sending Ash into hysterics. I slapped her butt cheeks while she ground her pussy into my face. Turning my attention to her pussy, I slid my tongue into her as deeply as I could, alternating between sucking her pussy robustly, and sliding my tongue into her. I was getting so turned on by my assaults on her pussy, I wanted to bury my face inside her. If that were possible, I would have already done it! Ash was grinding her pussy into my face when she screamed out, "Please, Jen, honey, let me cum on your face, please say I can!" "On my face, baby, now!" was my screaming reply. This time when Ash came, she was a gusher. I had so much of her warm cream inside my mouth, some flowed out running down the side of my face and onto the bedsheets. Her body still quivered as she came down from her bliss. She lied beside me, panting. Her head was on my chest as I held her close to me. Her juices were still in my mouth, with me savoring her taste. Finally, I reluctantly swallowed her warm juices down. Even to this day, of all the women I have eaten, her wonderful tasting pussy would rank in the top five. I don't want to come across as being shallow by comparing her to others. I just want to put emphasis on how delicious this woman tasted. After several minutes, Ash spoke. "You're the first person that's shown any interest in me sexually for just over a year." I, unfortunately, knew what she was saying. To some people, women have to be be slender and gorgeous. Ash was gorgeous, she just happened to be a little overweight, but by no means was she obese. What she said next, nearly brought me to tears. "Don't worry, Jen. I won't be clingy or possessive. I know I have your phone number, but I promise I will only call to talk with you as a friend." I turned her head to face me. Her sad expression touched me deeply. I ran my hand gently over her head. "Nothing wrong with getting a booty call from you," I said with a smile. She smiled, gave me a peck on the lips and returned the side of her face to my chest. We made love again the next morning. After giving each other two orgasms, I was in Ash's shower when I thought of Lori. I was mildly stunned that Lori hadn't called me yet. I left Ash, promising her we would get together again soon. She seemed to believe me. Driving home, I realized that in roughly a day and a half, I had made love to four different women. With that enchanting thought dancing in my head, I got the call I was expecting. "When are you getting home?" Lori blared into the phone. "What about our trio of ladies?" I asked. "They all left thank, God. Their screams were driving me crazy." I said to Lori in a sweet, amorous voice, "My dear, loving sister, I am on my way home now. And get ready to brace yourself for what's coming. I am going to sodomize you so hard, I am going to feel sorry for you after." The silence, for a moment, was deafening. "Oh! In that case, I'll see you when you get here," Lori finally said in an expectant voice. Lori is generally unconcerned with pain, she just wants a good fuck. I walked into mother's bedroom, to find Lori lying on the bed on her back, naked. I stripped my clothes off quickly. As I got on the bed, Lori was kneading her breasts. I said throatily, "This is going to hurt you more than it will me." Lori looked at me with hunger in her eyes. "I hope that's not just an idle threat," she said boldly. I flipped her over and wasted no time in violating her the seven different ways I promised her the night before. I have to say this delicately, but Lori, bless her heart, walked waveringly for two days after my not so gentle session with her. My affair with Ash lasted longer than most, five months, and of course, not exclusively. It ended on a bittersweet note. Over the course of the five months, Ash's confidence grew by leaps and bounds. She asked me to go on walks with her for exercise, I even went with her, as a guest, to a fitness club she enrolled in. Over the months, the change in her physical appearance was striking. Suddenly, she was turning heads. Of both genders! One day, a woman at the gym made a pass at her, right in front of me. Actually, I got a little jealous, something I never do. I don't know what possessed me, but I blurted out, "We're a package deal." Ash whipped her head in my direction. In an instant, she smiled. Turning to the woman, Ash nodded her head toward me and said, "Like she said, a package deal." The rest of the morning we engaged in a tawdry threesome, the first ever for Ash, in the woman's home. And did Ash perform like a champ! The three of us had several threesomes over the next few months. I was working the morning shift, and after assisting a beautiful woman, I found myself feeling aroused. I texted Ash to see if she was free for a night of intimacy. Ash reluctantly declined my invitation, telling me she had a date with a guy, which I have to admit, bruised my ego. Although she didn't benefit from my skilled tongue that night, Lori did. We had to keep it down, though. Mother was engaged in another threesome with Frances and her girlfriend. And Lori was right! Those three were screaming out their passions like raving lunatics! Ash and I hooked up the next night, though. She seemed really excited about the date, giving me all the details after an hours long sex marathon in her bed. Our relationship ended, when her company offered her a managers position at a store two states over. She was elated at the promotion. I don't even remember how many orgasms we gave each other the night before she left. The next morning, we were standing in her empty living room. We had just loaded the last piece of furniture, her bed, we did need some place to fuck after all, into the small moving van she had rented, her car hitched to the rear of the van. Ash pulled me close and held me tight. "You saved me," she said, rubbing my back softly. She looked at me, her eyes becoming moist. "Before I met you, I had no self-worth. You came into my life and made love to me when I thought nobody wanted me." Now I was the one shedding tears! She continued. "You gave me the confidence to believe in myself. When I berated myself, you always countered with kind words. I wouldn't have even accepted this manager's position if I hadn't met you." It was then, she gutted me. "I will always love you, Jen. Always!" Ash kissed me one last time, with a passion so intense, I thought we were in bed. When our kiss ended, she walked with me to my car. I knew she would be leaving not long after I left, so I gave her one final hug, along with a soft, sweet kiss. I inhaled deeply, filling my nostrils with her scent, then I got into my car and drove away. I looked into my rear view mirror to see Ash walking back to her apartment. And while I couldn't see her face, I knew she was crying. How could I possibly know that? Because I was crying! As I drove home, an emptiness swept over me. I could feel the gap between Ash and me growing wider. Then, a primal base need took over. I felt like an animal on the prowl, but not for food. I needed to have one thing, and one thing only. I needed sex. Pure, unadulterated, raw and raunchy sex. My pussy was throbbing, my fingers white knuckled around the steering wheel. Damn! Lori or mother had better be home. Or better yet, both!