3 comments/ 38873 views/ 29 favorites Teasing Tom By: LitEroCat Sue went to the back yard to catch some hot California sun and read.  Still uncomfortable, she claimed, about risking getting caught nude by neighbors, she HAD to wear something even in the insufferable heat.  Her tiny bikini always felt too tight and left deep and painful weal marks even as it demanded frequent adjustments to sustain her 'modesty.'  Instead, she chose a small, light weight, white crop-top with ragged edges so  the bottom of her small tits were visible at all times.  She wore her very short cut off jeans that were chopped well above her exposed, white pockets.   I noticed that when she was reading on the lounger with her feet flat on it, knees up and apart, the tiny jean's gusset rolled up and visited her inner pink vaginal canyon.  As often as I'd hollered in and licked it, I still loved looking at her exquisite vulva, especially outdoors with even the slightest possibility of being caught.  I sighed as she teased me and I watched her labia appear, then hide then reappear with very little sexy-leg movement or just reaching for her icy beer.  She also had a sweaty pitcher of iced tea nearby.  I thought I heard the doorbell and wordlessly, reluctantly, went to answer.  Was she smirking? Our supposedly shy neighbor Tom had stopped by to invite us to use his pool.  I let Tom in and brought him to Sue for some fun.  He was too distracted by her to renew his offer as Sue greeted him on her back, legs apart.  She now had her beer in one hand and the dewy pitcher of tea balanced on her chest, 'unaware' that her seam was deep in her pussy and one lip was fully exposed. Tom noticed, looked at me in surprise and I shrugged.  As he stared at her open gash, I whispered,  "I am not allowed to comment on her clothes or how they fit or how much they expose.  She gets very angry if I do and we don't talk or screw for two weeks, so enjoy the view.  With a little luck, you'll see all of her pussy soon and see just how beautiful it really is.  I don't want to share the view of her hot box or perfect nipples, but she loves to expose herself, if she can deny it.  Here's a tip for you, or us actually, once she 'knows' she is exposed, she rarely covers up.  She prefers to use the excuse 'You've already seen it all, so what the hell . . . ' and will strip off completely and stay that way to prove how carefree she is.   "Yes, see how her tits keep peeking out with every little movement?  She's playing with you.  Don't be obvious, but let her catch you peeking and she'll get more blatant.  When you like, feel free to comment cleverly on her pretty pussy etc., and you can then even 'help' her adjust her clothes." We sat opposite her and chatted about nothing for a while as we watched the pitcher leak its wetness across and saturate her small top.  Slowly, the wet area expanded across her chest until one nipple was visible thru the cooling, soaked top.  Of course, she didn't notice, yet she shifted the pitcher onto the other tit to cool and soak it.  Both nipples hardened conspicuously as she enjoyed the slight chill and complete exposure.   She watched our eyes jump between her tall nipples and her open groin and smiled coyly.  If she didn't notice it before, now she couldn't help staring at his groin, then mine, as we adjusted our confined, swelling cocks.  It was her turn to see, yet say nothing.  Her stare caused both cocks to throb and strain. Without hiding his boner, Tom daringly stood and strutted the three steps to my exposed wife.  "Did -I- do that?" she coyly teased while pointing directly at the approaching cock.  He pried his fingers under it and pushed it up toward her as an offering.  He stepped to her hip level and she pushed the  bedewed pitcher firmly against his bulge, thoroughly soaking and outlining it.  First contact is an obvious proof of her ruttiness.  This WAS going somewhere.  As she rubbed the cold pitcher across his swollen cock she asked, "Does this help cool you off, BIG guy?" He grunted, "NO!  I actually came over to help you adjust these."  He lifted her crop top and exposed both tiny tits and perfect nipples to us, then flapped the fabric to 'cool' her off.   She coyly watched her tits appear and disappear.  As he also slid her top higher, she kept pressing the wet tool harder against the bold cock before her.  "And THIS . . . " he pointed at her groin then looked at me to see if he still had my approval.  I smiled and he slid to her shorts then pushed a knee farther open, "is driving me crazy!  The way you teased then exposed one lip was exquisite torture.  Yes, I saw you partially hide it then, spread your hot legs; the tiny, twisted seam, HERE, moved aside then dove into your swelling pussy."   His hand slid under her seam and boldly caressed and stroked her bare, shaven vulva.  He pulled the seam away then to one side, then pressed it into her swollen sex.  As he spoke, he extracted her jean seam then his fingers turned and pulled her lips apart.  With no panty to interfere, he stroked her bared, wet, left, outer and inner lips.  My cock leapt to full attention as I watched him push two fingers deep into her willing cunt then  slowly pull out, saturated in her slippery sauce.  He tasted my wife's pussy from his fingers. He unfastened, unzipped and spread the top of her shorts as she stared, open mouth and gasped.  He pulled her seam down two inches and aside to completely expose her denuded, steamy snatch.  She lifted her ass to allow her shorts to ease a bit lower.  I grabbed and lifted my cock as I walked to her right  side.  She put her beer on the ground and rubbed my hidden cock.  I was content to leave one tiny, pretty tit and hard, perfect nipple exposed to Tom as we toyed with her. Before Tom could pull her shorts completely off, she unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts.  He froze, then gasped when she reached into his boxers and softly encircled his hidden cock.  His knees buckled and she pushed his shorts and under shorts to his ankles.  When his eight inch, thickly veined, fat cock leapt at her, she involuntarily gasped.  She squeezed it hard and slid his foreskin back to reveal his small, purple helm.  While slowly jerking his "beautiful cock," her words, she looked at me, licked her lips and smiled her approval. I dropped my pants and briefs and stepped out of them.  She and Tom stared at my pulsing, crimson, seven inch cock at length.  After grabbing my cock and momentarily jerking it in time with Tom's, she pulled us closer to her face.  Her naked, tiny tits jiggled and her hard nipples  swelled to their perfect size and beauty as she jerked us both.   Though still wearing the same clothes, only her rosebud was still hidden.  She leaned toward Tom and gently licked his helm before circling it then taking it past her teeth.  "Mmm, I wondered how you'd taste.  I am not disappointed.  I hope your wife is happy with this pleasing prick." The mention of his wife caused his dick to droop - briefly.  Sue sucked him deeper into her hot, skilled mouth and he groaned and swelled to full size again.  After rousing him again, she switched to my neglected cock and shocked Tom by sucking me immediately into her throat.   In just three thrusts her nose was buried against my pubes and she was humming around my imbedded cock.  Tom was stunned.  I nearly blasted her throat, but she pulled off me and sucked Tom deeply.  His cock throbbed in her throat and he sang out until she released him too. Sue was enjoying this too much despite her teary eyes!  Vengefully, she pulled my prick next to Tom's and squeezed both cock heads into her mouth.  Rightfully, she guessed that we'd be a bit uncomfortable rubbing cock-to-cock even if they were in her hot mouth.  After letting her suck us and stroke our sacs a minute, I pulled away.  "Tom, drill deep into her throat, tea bag her and fill her belly with your cum.  Yes, I mean it.  I'll take care of the other end!" He grabbed her head and pushed twice to get his fat eight incher all the way into her.  As he rotated behind her, he guided her down to the lounger  while his stiff cock throbbed, still inside her, and rested his weighty balls on her eyes.  I pulled her jean seam away from her swollen, glistening pussy.  He struggled to open his eyes to watch me lift Sue's hips and aim my twitching, swollen cock at her wet hole.   I rested my helm just inside her slippery snatch as he watched jealously.  When I bucked inside Sue's hot, clingy hole, she gasped around the strange cock in her throat.  Though hard to admit it, she loved knowing a stranger was admiring her naked form and now was even watching her get fucked openly.   I told her to give him a hummer until he filled her belly.  Between my permission, her irresistible humming and watching her naked pussy as I filled it, he grunted and pumped his cum into my wife.  Watching some of his seed squirt out of her mouth was enough to force my seed to roil up my tubes and fire deep into my wife's hungry pussy.   I left my cock resting inside her, trying to soften, as I leaned forward and got a close view of strange meat deep in Sue's mouth as it withdrew.  He very slowly pulled out as she used her mouth to marshal his messy cum off his cock.  If I were gay, I'd have that sticky cock fresh out of my wife's throat into mine.  Instead, I watched her lick her lips, then his still stiff cock and circle his sticky helm until he was clean of all traces.  "Mmm, you ate something sweet today." "So did you, it seems.  Will I have a chance to return the flavor by eating you?" Tom asked breathlessly.  "I'm even willing to suck your husband's cum out of you though I've never considered that or even eaten my own cum."  Before he resorted to begging, I spoke up. "Not today, Tom.  We may be open to sex with others, but are careful.  This was already a bit risky, but it goes no further without proof of a recent STD panel.  If you have that, we may even let you fuck my wife." Sue began stroking his wilting cock and it rose to life again.  "W...we just had an insurance exam and got an 'all clear', is that enough?"  I said it was if it included STD tests.  "I'll go get the letter now . . . " "Not today, Tom.  I see that you enjoyed my wife, but we like some alone time after an encounter, if you know what I mean.  Why don't you convince your wife to come with you tomorrow, with the letter, but don't tell her why?  We like to seduce unsuspecting 'victims' ourselves.  If she's open to sharing herself with us and your letter checks out, we can have more fun tomorrow." Sue pulled her skimpy top over her head.  "You've already seen it all, so what the hell . . .  Uh, Tom, would you help me remove my cutoffs?"  As though she needed to ask!  "Can you hang out with us for some sun?  You'll both have to strip off too."  Before she finished her sham question, he pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his clothes.   As I did the same, he grabbed her jean shorts and pried them off her.  She lifted her mons close to his face and held it there until her shorts were at her ankles.  "You smell wonderful, even if full of cum.  I can't wait to taste your sweet pussy empty, and full."  He stretched his tongue out to lick it, but Sue dropped it away from him and waggled her finger at him. "I'll jerk you off again, I see you're ready, but no more than that today."  His dick softened, then rose up again, a cock renewed.  We talked about our exploits and his wife's for the next hour, naked.  We learned enough about Valerie and her preferences to anticipate that tomorrow would be even MORE fun! /\__/\ ( ~ ~ )                      > * ================  12/15/14 seminal image: wife on lounger in yard in crop top and very small cutoff jeans, labia exposed to friend Teasing Tom Again [This sequel spans: exhibitionist, erotic couple, anal and perhaps mature and ...surprise....] Previously: "I'll jerk you off again, I see you're ready, but no more than that today." His dick softened, then rose up again, a cock renewed. We talked about our exploits and his wife's for the next hour, naked. We learned enough about Valerie and her preferences to anticipate that tomorrow would be even MORE fun! * The next day, Tom rang us and reminded us that we were invited to use his in-ground pool with his wife instead of our lowly fifteen by four-foot blow up pool. I'm busy so I'll let him continue this story. Tom? "Umm, yes, wouldn't want to interfere with your mmm intense internal inspection there. When you refused our invite, I thought you all had re-thunk yesterday's fun, naked chat. Instead, you insisted we come to you so Sue wouldn't feel obliged to dress' up for the short walk and possibly spoil the mood. As IF! "Let's step back two hours. When I found our insurance clearance letter and confirmed that it said we were in good health, no STD or HIV, I let out a WHOOP! that caught Val's attention. I excitedly shouted that we were going to see you for a few hours and to dress sexily - pale, braless crop top and tiny orange gym shorts. No need for panties or a swimsuit, but I wanted to show off her long, toned, sexy legs. Since her shorts were slightly waist stretched, though the seat seemed tailored around her curvy, perfect ass, she insisted on wearing sheer, lacy boy-shorts instead of her ass cheek-framing thong. I wasn't about to argue. "I'd asked Sue to wear the same sexy outfit as yesterday so my wife could see why I caved in to her scantily covered, tantalizing body. Yes, I told her everything we did. Well, nearly everything and, well, without those pesky details. I told her enough to tempt her and appeal to her adventurous side. You see, Val always starts new encounters as a shy yet a coy lady. It takes about four conversations to convince her it's appropriate to open up about her and our adventures,' THEN she completely opens up! "When we came through your gate, Sue's unzipped, tiny shorts opened to below her hair line, counted as THREE conversations. That sweat soaked crop top with a semicircle of aureola peeking out under it, further dropped Val's jaw. That's why she froze, speechless, when we rounded your house and saw Sue sprawled on the lounger with her knees up and apart. I had to haltingly pull her closer to you both. I don't think she even saw you, Al, for several minutes since she couldn't stop staring at and appraising your beautiful wife. "'Honey, HONEY! This is Sue and Al', I said. 'Close your pie hole and show them your sunshine outfit before you settle in. Al's been staring at your shapely ass since you froze.' No reaction! 'Twirl so Sue can see it and Al can get a peek at your great tits.' Yes, THAT was my attempt to break the ice and leap directly into Val's fourth chat before she said her first word. It seemed to work somewhat since she slowly, wordlessly turned her body without her eyes ever leaving Sue's playful, teasing twat. As she turned, Al and I noticed her camel toe was pushing plumply against her revealing shorts. Our cocks immediately tented our shorts. "Sue noticed all our swellings and conveniently ignored her own. She commented flatteringly on Val's firm, high, crescent cheeks saying she wished she had such full, squeezable glutes. She asked her to come closer so she could check how firm they were. As Val approached, toes up, by half steps, her jerky advance caused her crop top to jostle and expose one tit, then the other, to Sue. "'Wow! Great tits too. I can't guess their size yet, but they're at least twice the size of my tiny titties. See?'" She brashly lifted her soaked top to her chin and held it there for Val and Tom to assess. "'I, uh, guess you were serious about seeing Sue naked yesterday. She seems very comfortable exposing herself to all of us. I'm not sure how ready I am to. . . .'" "But she was already too close and felt Sue's hand wrap onto her ass, squeezing and shaping her firm cheeks. Sue sat up straighter, letting her top catch and stay on her hard nipples, and pulled Val's top away from her chest. She whistled at the magnificent flesh below. "'Wait til you boys, um, I guess I mean Al, get a load of these great tits! I am so freaking jealous. Not only are they pendulous, but they are still high and shapely like an ingenue and at LEAST twice my size. Her rosy nips are firming up too and show great promise. Why don't you show the boys your big, beautiful girls?' "As she began to protest, Sue opened her knees and exposed a bare, shaved, hypnotizing labium. Val couldn't believe the temerity, or the plumped naked beauty exposed so freely to her. We hungry men had approached so we could see into Sue's cut-offs too. I slapped the insurance letter on Al's chest and yanked off my shirt before nearly bumping my wife with my long tent pole for a clear, over her shoulder view of her bountiful tits and Sue's wavering clit and full labia from above. Al pulled off his shirt too and adjusted his prick so it pitched farther out and moved against my wife's sweet ass. His balls dropped into view when he unzipped and released his cock. Val's unrestrained, barely covered, toothsome tits were subject to any breeze or Sue's will. It was hard to say who would be fully naked first since Sue had already shown us her tits, twat and clit while still dressed.' "Al settled that question when he stepped out of his sorts and leaned his bare cock against Val's firm, rounded shorts. She MUST have felt his pole poke her, but didn't turn or acknowledge it. Before I could strip, Sue beckoned me around Val. As I dragged my cock along my wife's shapely ass, I noticed Sue's left hand was gently exploring Val's camel toe from her obviously swollen clit to her still hidden taint. "My wife surrendered and stood frozen in a daze, breathing raggedly as Sue molested her. I stood next to Val, staring at Sue's gentle probing and was barely aware that she was working my gym shorts down. Finally breaking hypnotic contact with my wife's eyes when my shorts got stuck on my swollen cock, Sue reached into my trunks and adjusted my bare cock to point up instead of out. Val watched her intimate contact wordlessly even when my purple bishop appeared over my shorts and under the hot Cali sun. "Val whispered I. . . . I see now how this could happen now. We haven't even greeted or met each oth. . . .her.' With my cock fondled in her right hand, Sue moved her left hand off the wet spot in Val's shorts and under her short top. She held Val's top up with her wrist to expose and fondle her right nipple. It immediately torqued, hardened and grew beautifully tall. It matched Sue's perfect nipples, but was thicker and taller. "Watching Val's succulent nipple stiffened in Sue's fingers was too much temptation so Al knelt behind Val and gently pulled her gym shorts to her ankles as he did. He was surprised by her sexy, sheer boy shorts that made her legs and sweet ass look longer and even more shapely. I knew and loved that view. Now I get to share it with new friends. He slid his hands up her toned legs, into her lacy panties and cupped her bare ass as I watched. Val didn't move. "Sue stared at the wet spot at the bottom, the wide strip of pubic hair and Val's clearly visible, swollen labia thru the diaphanous scrap as she continued to jerk my cock for Val's pleasure and mine. We both gasped when Sue released our bodies to the real world and stretched her arms straight up. I took the hint and lifted her top to her chin. As both tiny titties and perfect nipples fell out, she nodded at Val and told her to help me. Still entranced, she leaned to grasp Sue's top and partake in stripping our new friend. "She cupped Val's mons and my balls, then, ensuring she had Val's attention, she brazenly licked my balls, up my shaft, around my helm and slowly captured my cock in her mouth. Val and I gasped and moaned in sync. Sue pushed a finger against the lacy panty, shallowly pushing it into Val's plumped raphe. I watched her rub the slightly coarse lace up and across Val's clit. This caused her to stop breathing and flush brightly as she approached orgasm on the fingers of a strange female. As Sue sucked me deeper into her hot, wet mouth, Al continued to fondle Val's bare ass. He shaped the shorts into a thong and coerced it deep into Val's smooth rear crack. We could see him kissing her plush cheeks and rubbing his nose into her deep crack. "About the time he pulled the scented thong' out of her ass and worked her panties to the ground, Sue completely swallowed my cock. She smiled around it as she proved my aching stiffness was nearing her belly by putting my wife's hand in contact with her lips and my pubes before moving it to her throat and bobbing on my delirious cock. She felt my cock forcefully stretch Sue's throat from within. Sue allowed my bishop to rest on her teeth as she breathed to prepare for another deep throat voyage. Val's eyes bulged. She had never been able to swallow me like that. "Al now had my Val's naked ass in his hands. He spread her cheeks for a sunny view of her pale pink butt hole and kissed it several times before licking it and inhaling her fragrant musk. I was anxious to lick Sue's front and rear holes, maybe as my wife licked the other? Al moved his thumbs lower and, as Val stayed bent over for Sue, he stared into my wife's beautiful pussy. When she was aroused, I knew its inner labia pushed out, even more than Sue's. They were both absolutely beautiful cunts, made for admiring, eating and fucking! Al split open Val's pussy, releasing her sex fragrance and juices. As he plunged his fingers deep into Val's willing cunt and tasted her intoxicating nectar, we were even at last, nearly. Now it was proper to proceed, even though he had not yet feasted on Val's tasty tits. "Since Al had spread her legs, we could see his fond manipulation of my wife's most private and special parts. Sue and I watched him repeatedly plunge two fingers deep into her and twist them as he withdrew and cherished the treasure he sucked off them. Real men DO eat pussy, especially two such fine, savory examples of nature's best. Val deeply inhaled each time Al's loving fingers plunged her slippery depths and sighed when they exited, but Sue soon added her fingers. As Al exited, she plunged deep. In mid sigh, Val gasped in time to Sue's wet exploration. "I don't know how she stayed conscious with so little air filling her lungs. Sue sampled Val's sweet and tangy nectar saying This is about the best tang I've ever had. We are definitely going to work out a time share on this delicious pussy!' I licked a free finger and eagerly agreed as long as I got to drink her juices in exchange. By then, my Cowper's was flowing freely and Sue made a show of licking, savoring and swallowing it. She pulled Val lower, kissed her sweet lips and licked my Cowper's on them and her tongue. "I reached into the stretched leg of her jean shorts and gathered her escaping juices. I fed them to my resistant wife by smudging her lips and teeth with Sue's nectar. When she reluctantly licked her lips, she smiled and looked hungrily into the open pussy below her. I got the message and plunged two fingers deep into Sue's snatch, scraped as much luscious juice of the gods from her and fed it to my wife and myself. Scrumptious! All right you two, pull my jeans off and you can take turns eating and fingering me, but Tom, I want your cum in my mouth before you can eat me or fuck me! I want to share it with Val before she can eat me.' Val startled at the obvious next step. "We struggled with Sue's jeans and as they were tossed aside, Al finally removed the last scrap of clothing of any of us - my wife's top. Her big tits swung freely and collided in a beautiful example of restrained chaos. Al reached around and clasped both heavy tits, diplomatically avoiding comparison with his wife's tiny little titties. Until he slipped. Ahh, these are so massive! There's a weight centered in here I haven't. . . .oops' he stuffed my Val's thick nipple into his errant mouth to stifle himself. Sue just grinned as she pulled my stiff cock into her mouth. Val surprised us both by kissing the juncture of my cock and Sue's lips then pulling my soaked cock into HER mouth. "Val's first assertive words of the day were, 'I want to feel my husband throb in my throat too, but I'd like to watch him spurt into your open mouth before I share his cum with you. OK?' Sue nodded and Val swallowed me on her third try. Then she went wild as she slammed her mouth on my pubes, trapping my cock nearly in her belly. The pain delayed my bliss and orgasm, but I delighted in watching my wife suck me deeply in the bright, sunny, risky yard. Just when I couldn't hold out any longer, and Val sensed my ass clench and my balls tighten; she whipped my cock out of her throat and put it on Sue's lips. To Val's delight and my relief, I spanned a large air gap and shot string after string of thick, aromatic jism. She swallowed quickly, forcing me to cover her pretty face with two more spurts. Val giggled and licked her face clean. "Val took the initiative and eagerly shared my cum with Sue. That fourth chat was over so she could really expose her dirty self! When Val finished licking Sue's tongue, she grabbed my semi hard dick and licked around it. When it was clean, she slid it onto her tongue and into her throat. She kept gulping to make me swell again and, as I grew inside her, I felt a familiar pattern of lurches. I looked past the tit in Sue's mouth and saw Al straining to keep pounding my sweet angel's ass and pussy for the exquisite joy of it and delaying his own onrush of semen. He was a lost cause! Val was swiveling her hips and massaging his cock with her pussy. He gasped Can you get pregnant?' "I answered since her mouth was full, 'No, but it's a little late to ask isn't it. Can Sue get pregnant?' He grunted a discernable NO and continued furiously humping my wife. She timed her throat clenches so as he bucked against her sweet ass, she clenched and forced me past her tightened throat. My cock hurt, but I wanted to continue until I gifted my own wife with my sperm. I painfully erupted again to our mutual delight and we froze with my pubes against her nose as my cock withered and stuttered out of her clutching throat. WOW! "When I collapsed next to Sue, I could see the near frenzy of her husband fiercely fucking my wife, her flushed cum face and Sue still sucking her stiff, swaying nipple as she fingered herself. And THAT's when you came out of the house and surprised us. Will you tell us who you are now or do you want to wait until Al fills Val with his little white army? Does all this answer your questions?" The beautiful 40-something with chestnut hair was seated at Sue's feet so she had a clear view of Sue's gaping pussy as she STILL sucked Val and fingered herself, of Al seriously and strenuously fucking my wife and my exhausted, sloppy cock asleep on my thigh. She made no comments, but began blatantly stroking her pussy over her shorts. With her feet together and knees apart, I got teasing, fleeting views of her bald and swelling cunt. What IS it with these unabashed women? Is there something in the water? She quickly developed a dark, wet spot she chose not to hide. "I was about to come out for a swim in our little pool when I saw you two arrive. I stood at the kitchen window and heard little of what you said, but I watched you all strip and play. I thought it best to wait until you men had cum before I came out, but since Al fucked Sue twice, soundly, this morning, he is slow to launch - as planned, I expect. When your cock delivered and shrank, I decided to join you all." She firmly circled her conspicuous clit. SHE was fully dressed in a short, pale green tank top and tiny, dark-green stretch shorts. She stood listlessly, walked around Sue, like an inspector, and squeezed a perfect nipple before tugging on Val's free nipple; she walked behind Val and closely watched Al's cock disappear into Val's bright red and swollen cunt and even pulled one of Val's cheeks open for a deeper look, all the while relentlessly rubbing her lusty clit. As she moved, I was intrigued with her sinewy, toned legs and small waist, her sculpted abs and generous C-cups. Despite her petite figure, she looked like a powerhouse and not one to piss off. She tossed her shoulder length hair and smiled a captivating smile at me. "Your wife has a potent and agreeable musky scent to her pretty ass, and her cunt smells wonderful. Maybe when Al's done with her, I can have a taste of her pussy and her ass? I already know what Al tastes like!" OH?! Val was too deep in sex to pay attention, but Sue and Al were smiling so I nodded OK to this unnamed stranger. "My name is Maria. And what about your sad, sleepy soldier? Will it soon be ready to go? If it is ready before Al is done, perhaps I'll let you fuck me. Would you like that?" I gulped. Who was this beautiful stranger? When I didn't answer right away, Maria stepped around Al and let her hand linger on his busy ass. She fondly patted it as it pushed his stiff cock into my wife. She walked around Al and teasingly trailed her hand on Val's shaking ass. I'm sure she ran her finger into Val's ass and either pet Al's cock or rubbed Val's rear hole. Val gasped, but barely lurched. When she was next to me, she bent and pulled Sue's farther legs apart and asked "Do you think her pussy is especially pretty, as Al brags? I think it looks identical to mine!" She straightened then stroked her pussy again, just inches from my face. What a cock tease! I looked into Sue's splayed pussy then into the loose legs of the thin shorts that blocked my view of Maria's pussy. Now I wanted to see it. I had to see it and maybe. . . .fuck it! "I'd have to see yours to even comment. Since we are all naked, maybe you should really join us?" Would she dare or just walk away leaving my waking cock to Sue's wet pussy? Maria smiled coyly at me then silently lifted her tank top smoothly over her head. WOW! Strong deltoids framed her high tits that sat on chiseled pecs. She grabbed the legs of her shorts and began pulling them down, leaving me to pull them past her knees. When they quickly passed her pubes, extended and swollen clit and her plumped labia, I was surprised to judge that her mature pussy did look identical to Sue's. Her lusty inner lips extended as far as Sue's and her clit was the same shape and size. Her deeply sculpted inner labia called to me, demanded to be kissed and sucked. The wet labia smelled just like Sue's and Val's. She briefly turned away and I saw her ass was the same size as Sue's, but much more muscular and well defined. When she turned back, her pussy was in my face and I immediately licked its overflowing nectar. She was delicious and my soldier cock immediately awoke and saluted. Spreading her pretty pussy open and drinking its product put my eyes in her wide landing strip and it was, of course, out of focus. As I happily fucked her with my tongue, I sensed something was amiss, though I was too thrilled drinking this stranger to worry about her health, yet I managed to stammer a hopeful "Can ewe gett prgnt?" Her response was "Fuck NO. I had my tubes tied after I had Sue." Oh, so she was bi too? I dug my fingers into the muscular and wonderfully slippery cunt and flushed more savory juice onto my hand. As I devoured her nectar, I barely heard my wife's orgasmic scream. In my brief look, I saw Al grunting and filling her cunt with his seed even as she fell onto Sue and continued to shudder until long after Al had filled her to overflowing. I turned back to Maria, my special surprise catch, yet saw Sue adjust Val so she was under her full pussy in 69. Teasing Tom Again "OK, Val. Eat my pussy while I drain and eat yours. Mine only has my own cum in it so get licking." Val stared down at the beautiful, wet pussy but couldn't make her tongue touch it. Sue spread Val's plump, sore pussy open and globs of Al's cum dripped into her mouth. Sue ran a finger into the messy snatch and flushed more cum into her mouth. She simultaneously lapped Val's inner labia and pushed a wet, slimy finger into her ass. Val groaned and exploded into another extended orgasm. When she stopped shaking, she fell into Sue's slippery snatch and began licking it perfectly. "Ohh, you've done THIS before." Val's tongue was deep into Sue's splayed pussy and didn't comment. Unbelievably, Al got hard again watching his wife suck his cum out of a new friend as she licked deep into Sue's grateful pussy. Instead of jerking his slimy cock, he walked behind Maria. "OK, Tom, let's double team her. You fill her pussy and I'll fill her ass with my slippery cock. I've been in all her holes before and I enjoy her ass as much as Sue's. When we're done, if I'm able, I want your wife in the middle next." I stood and rubbed my cock between bare, swollen, wet labia then Al bent her forward slightly for easier access. I felt Al quickly dip into Maria's wet pussy before sliding up and seeking her puckered hole. His hip thrust nearly tipped me over and then he was in! Once they grunted his entry, they both leaned back a bit and Maria wrapped one leg around my waist so I could enter her demanding pussy. After coating my bishop in her tasty fluid, I went all the way in with one push. I felt the hard cock in her ass as I slid against it. At first, I didn't know it was Al's cock, but I loved the extra pressure it put on my own cock. Her pussy also clamped hard on my cock and I felt I could never escape this muscular snatch and I'm not sure I wanted to. Maria lifted her other leg around me and pulled our pubes together. With just an inch or so of freedom, we began chaotically stuffing her holes. When we alternated, I lost some of that extra pressure so I changed to plunge in when Al did. All three of us groaned loudly at the forced tightness. It was heavenly and we needed to do this again with Sue or Val or Maria again between us. It wasn't long before our champion cocks sent a fresh load into her. Mine filled her cunt first; that set off Al and he filled her ass; Maria was still moaning over my load when Al's sent her into orgasm too. We held each other so four, then six, legs could keep us from falling over. Shortly we popped out of her holes and we lay near our wives. Sue was applauding lightly as she swallowed the last of my cum. I guessed she enjoyed the show. Val sat dizzily on the lounger and sprawled out in the intense sun. She couldn't believe her horny husband had DP'd a total stranger. Sue came to us and kissed Maria firmly on the mouth, obviously sharing the last bits of my cum with her. "You know mom, that was about the quickest I saw you cum in a DP. I guess they work and play well together so we'll just have to keep them around!" Exhausted, I smiled, then caught on, "Wait! WHAT?! MOM? Tell me. . . . No, don't. You're fucking with me, right?" Val bolted upright and stared in shock as the others all smiled. Sue volunteered, "That's MY mom. Very fucking hot, isn't she? She just turned 61 and is obviously in great shape. Don't you LOVE her crushing cunt? Didn't you catch her hints? Well, didn't you see her grey pubic hairs?" "NO, I was too close when I ate her and they were blocked when I . . . I fucked her. Ohh, you did say you were done with kids 'after you had her' but I thought. . . ." "Never mind Tom, I know how good she is since we usually sleep together and I've fucked every STRONG hole nearly every day. She still a horny bitch and I'm ready for some help. Think about it and hop in the pool to cool off with us. Next time, maybe tomorrow if your dick recovers, we can DP Val then Sue. Here's some sun screen. Let Maria put it on ALL over when you crawl out of the pool!" ========/\__/\ ( ~ ~ ) ]] * [[ Please vote BIG and leave constructive comments. FIVEs are greatly appreciated. Thanks . . . ================ [...surprise topic INCEST.] ===== 16 hrs 1800 8/21/15 ===== 4406 words ====== sub 8/20/15 === 8/18/15 2nd seminal image: wife on lounger in yard in crop top and very small cutoff jeans, labia exposed to friend and wife gck August 20, 2015 Teasing Tormenting Teens Title: Teasing Tormenting Teens Author: Phoenix Arrow Part: Chapter 1 of 1 Keywords: panties, female legs, desire, humiliation Redistribution: yes, with limitations (see below) Short Summary: A mother goes through an eroticly frustrating van ride to the mall with a bunch of teasing tormenting teenage girls ********************* Please, if you are under the age of 18, don't read this material. Just wait a few years and you'll be all good and legal for this kind of stuff. Now for the rest of you, Enjoy! Phoenix Arrow ************************** I honked the horn to hurry her up. That girl really does take too long to pamper herself. As if no boys at the mall will look at her if she's not perfect. Every hair in its place, make-up well applied, skirt showing all leg...mmmm those legs.... SNAP OUT OF IT! I cant let this happen again. Its not right. She's my daughter and I'm her mother. Enough with the longing looks already before she freaks out! DeeDee, my daughter, finally comes sprinting out of the house. A vision of pure teenage beauty. I try closing my eyes so I wont ogle, but its of no use. She's a sexy teenager like all the rest, enough said! Hoping into the mini van at my side she stares my way with a big pink bubble blowing from her chewing gum. I look at her crossly and she pops it at me with all attitude. Why do I keep turning away in defeat when she does that? Gosh I'm so... Off we go, on to friend number one. We sit together in silence as I drive, no chance she'd ever offer anything positive to say to me. I contemplate saying something about that short skirt. I mean it leaves NOTHING to the imagination. I should know, as I can't stop my eyes from drifting to them. I just can't help it, they're so pretty sitting there all crossed and everything. It's no fair to make me sit next to her like this! How am I supposed to keep my eyes on the road? I quickly dart my face back to the street when she turns to look at me. I don't know what I'd do if she ever caught me staring at her legs. I mean I am NOT a pervert or something, but she'd still freak! Despite driving to her friend Jess's house a hundred times, she still insists on telling me were to turn and where to stop. I'm not dumb you know! But I let her direct me anyways, that snapping bubble gum too much to resist. Finally we arrive in front of the house and I offer to go get Jess for her, anything to get away from my gorgeous teen before I go crazy. But I get two words in before she reaches over and honks my horn, her long light brown hair just inches below my nose. I inhale and close my eyes at the girly fresh scent of it. Mmmmm so nice. I squeeze my thighs together to quench my itchy cunt. I open my eyes in time to see the giggling, waving friend bouncing out the house moments later, long blonde hair flowing in the wind. OH GOSH...she's wearing short shorts. Sooooo beautiful that girl. What legs! Tan and athletic and lickable all over! Just like I love! Is she even wearing a bra beneath that tight shirt? The pert boobs bouncing for my gazing eyes tell me exactly what I want to know. I keep my thighs squeezed till she gets into the car, these girls are too much... Jess hops in behind us and off we go to friend number two. The two girls are busy chattering a million miles a second as I stick my eyes to the road. I REFUSE to look in the rear view mirror. I just cant let myself get worked up like the last time... Ohhhhh...dam it! Why did I look? Mmmmm she's crossed her legs as well. I so love when they do that. So perfect, so adorable...STOP IT! Look straight ahead! I am a mother and an adult! I WILL NOT ogle like a perv at my daughter and her friends, no matter how much their bratty, teenage charms woe me... I turn on the radio, desperate to keep out their voices from seducing my mind. Each hussy tone, each arrogant phrase demanding my attention. My baby flashes me an angry stare and pops a bubble my way. I turn the volume down like a good mommy. I have to focus. I can do this. I simply wont look in the rear view mirror, wont listen to their voices, and wont look over at my daughter's firm soft thighs...DARN IT! STOP! "Yes I know to turn here darling. I know there's a stop sign. I am not driving too slowly. Ok baby I'll drive faster..." I really need to have a talk with this girl. She needs to learn to treat me with respect. I am not an airhead mommy. I CAN drive a car with out her help. I need to learn to show her who's in charge once in awhile. In the meantime, its soooo much easier to just say, "Yes baby, I'm sorry, you are right!" We pull into the driveway and she again honks the horn to giggles and waves. "Please don't look gorgeous, please don't look gorgeous" I chant in my mind, hoping I didn't have a third teen hoty to ogle over. "Oh my! Have mercy!", I moan in my mind at the sight of her. Did I just lick my lips? I wish I could wrap my lips around those amazingly perky breasts as Jill ran out of the house towards us. This one is definitely NOT wearing a bra. Since when did girls so young start wearing tub tops? It's just not fair! At least she's wearing a knee length dress. I don't think I can survive with any more than two pairs of flashy girly legs in my face. But those calves! How can they be so perfect? I simply can't help it. The instant my daughter jumps out of the car to hug her tub top friend I lower my hands between my legs. NO I'm not playing with myself! I simply needed to...um...rearrange the area...ya that's it. Moist women need to do that to you know! They get into the van and in mere moments the chitchat erupts all over again. I pull out of the driveway in labored breathing, my brief touch between my legs only making my situation worse. Gosh their voices are soooo erotic. Do they have any clue how it affects me? Friend number three is a little farther away then the others. No big deal. All I have to do is focus on the road and I'll be all right. Just ignore those knee weakening, pussy wetting voices of theirs and I'll be ok. Simply stare straight ahead and don't look at my daughters crossed white thighs...or her friends long tanned legs...or the other ones cute little calves...! Awwwwe, those perfect little calves, framed so well with those white socks and knees length dress. I so do love girly calves. If I could only kneel down and kiss them, each of them, all over...and lick them.... OH NOT AGAIN! It's happening just like last time. I promised myself I'd keep cool. That I wouldn't salivate as each of them unknowingly seduced me with their very presence. Their trim petite bodies and arrogant 'always right' attitudes. Ohhhh yummy. BUT NO! Not this time. I can't fall apart before them. I can't embarrass my daughter with my wines and moans. She'll hate me even worse if she catches me doing this. I can't have her hating me. I can't have them all laughing at the horny older mommy slut who couldn't keep her eyes off them. My daughter points out where to turn next and I comply. "Yes darling, right away!" Why am I such a pushover for her? Another minute later I'm pulling into Bridget's driveway. I sit back and await DeeDee's honking hand on my steering wheel. I have to catch my breath as her body moves up close to mine for the third time, the smell of her sweet perfume intoxicating my senses. Again I close my eyes and slightly lean forward to enjoy it. But sadly she leans back all too quickly. I reopen my eyes just in time for my jaw to drop and pussy to cream as Bridget hip swayed her way to the front of the van. This girl might as well have been going to the mall naked. Her mini skirt was even shorter than my daughters, coming just below her cute little butt. Her flat midriff completely bare for the warm sun, and what looked like some glorified piece of tape wrapped over her well developed chest was supposed to be her top. Ok ok, it wasn't tape, but any clothing that manages to show both the top AND bottom part of the breasts might as well be glued on tape! I caught myself half way licking my lips when I saw her mother waving to me from the door. How on earth could she look so cheerful sending out her young teen daughter looking like THAT? The bitch knew full well what visual torment her daughter was about to cause me and she waved with the happiest of smiles. Was that a wink she just gave me? I stupidly wave back! Another second later Bridget and DeeDee join the rest of the girls in the back of the van, leaving me all alone to fidget and squirm to their intoxicating bratty teen voices. I love the way they act like they own the world. But don't they? I pull out of the drive way and finally head off towards the mall. One eye on the road, the other glued bashfully on the rear view mirror at every flashing, tantalizing piece of female flesh I can see. With my daughter off in the back seats, I'm shamefully free to ogle with less risk of being caught. The longer I drive, the more times I have to shake my head to focus on the cars around me. I need to survive this. I can't fall apart. I can't fall under their wonderful spell and dream of becoming their mommy slut plaything. I need to get them to the mall, so they can flash their legs, tits, and asses at the boys and girls their own ages. They're not dressed for getting us older women hot and horny. Though I'm sure they have a clue how wet they make us. Stop it! I simply can't let them take over my submissive mind. I am the adult, a mature woman. They're supposed to look up to me and at times fear me. But why is it soooo hard? I mean listen to them, chatting and being all bratty. They could command me to kiss their sneakers and I'd have no choice but to obey! I need to listen to them. To lean back and let their words flow into my ears, through my spine, and dominate my juicing wet pussy. That's the natural order of things isn't it? It wouldn't be so bad. Getting on my knees and kissing theirs? It wouldn't be so wrong of me. So what if I'm an adult woman lowering herself to doing such wonderful things to my daughter and her teenage friends? Who says I have to be the one in charge? Why can't it be them? Gosh please let it be them! But what would the other mothers think of me? Wouldn't they understand my need? My desire to crawl around at their majestic haughty commands? I know I cant be the only slut mommy out there! Suddenly I swerve the van, avoiding a braking car in front of us, instantly shattering my foggy shameful dreams and getting an ear full from my condemning daughter. Oh yes please yell at me baby. Yell at your whimpering sniveling mommy and order her to kiss all your pretty pink toenails. Ohhhh... Then I see it! In the rear view mirror. The pink cotton panties between the lean white thighs. I don't even know whose panties they are. My eyes unwilling to tear away long enough for the chance of seeing its owner's face. Its the most perfect image my eyes have ever seen. White teen thighs framing pink teen panties. Gosh so wonderful! I continue to stare, barely taking a blink of an eye to check the road. Saliva collects in my mouth as I studying what I see. In another moment I can clearly make out two succulent lips pressing against the soft material. I'm squeezing my thighs like crazy watching my treasure. Its inviting me, calling me to come to it. What's stopping me from turning around and lunging my tongue between those fantastic teen legs? Why not pull the mini van to the side of the road and worship this beauty's sex? A honk from another car alerts me to the weaving I'm doing on the road. I can't continue like this. I can't keep driving sanely while this craving dessert is so tantalizingly close. I look back in the mirror, desperately searching for the open legs, but its gone. I can't find it. I whimper desperately but its no use, who ever it was has moved. I look up and scan the faces. Who was it? Who was the sweat heart I was sneaking a taboo peak? Which of her gorgeous, perfect friends was it? OR....was it...MY OWN DAUGHTER??? I clinch my fist and curse for allowing myself to possibly fall in love with my own daughter's cotton covered crotch. This is so wrong. All of it. Whether it's her cotton panties or her friend's I was still watching these young girls with horrible lust. So so very wrong! And what if it was my daughter's pink panties that I was drooling over? How could I think that way about my own daughter? I mean dreaming of running my fingers up and down her legs, and bowing down to her power over me is one thing. But actually shoving my tongue deep into her deserving sex was totally another low all together! Still... Would it be so bad? I mean to actually...kneel down there and... If I already wish for her and her teen friends to dominate me, wouldn't her pussy simply be part of that? I mean how else should a daughter dominate her mother than with her own dripping wet tight cunt? Shouldn't horny submissive mommies do that for their daughters? Worship her pussy? Yes! That's how it should be. And maybe if I lick extra good, she can let me...lick her friends to? My pussy suddenly spasms in a mini untouched orgasm, and I uncontrollably moan aloud. I thrust a hand to my mouth and listen to the dead silence behind me. Did they actually hear me? Did I just totally give away my panty wetting thoughts? Surely I must have, since they remain silent. What are they thinking? What will they say? Another agonizing ten seconds passes until I hear the conversation pick up again. But this time, its with definite laughter and giggles. Are they talking about me? Please no. They mustn't suspect. A simple moan cant be an indication of my lust for their nubile young bodies. They can't know this female adult wishes to get on her knees before them and thank them for being so arrogant and perfect. I'm a good mommy. I try in vain to ignore them. To show that I am not a pervert. To erase any of their nonsense suspicions, if they exist. I know I'm getting paranoid, but I cant take any chances. Suddenly there's movement of something on my right. Its a pair of sandals. One of the girls has placed her firm legs on the armrest beside me. They're just inches from me. Imagine, perfect teenage white legs right next to you!!! Kissable manicured toes wiggling in their sandals! My heart pounds from the excitement of doubled arousal. Whose legs are they? Why did they put them there? To tease me? Nonsense. Girls this young don't think that way. These girls may be brats, but they couldn't possibly know how to pull the strings of a mature woman by flashing well placed legs. But then again... Who am I kidding? I can't resist sneaking close up peaks of these legs even if I tried. I might as well 'attempt' do the best I can at NOT looking obvious. Carefully I turn my head and stare long fully at those wiggling suck able toes. If I couldn't only lift one of those feet up to my hungry mouth and suck on each and every one of them. I turn quickly back to the road and breath deeply for several seconds. A few seconds is enough right? I can turn my face again without arising too much suspicion??? Would you look at those firm strong calves, one resting over the other. Nothing says teen girl like an athletic pair of calves. Why does nature make them so amazingly sexy? I lick my lips, staring long fully at them before again quickly turn my head back to the road. I wait another moment and take another look. Gosh so heavenly. Whose are they? Are they my daughters? Do I even care? Checking to make sure I'm not dangerously close to another car, I now move my shifty eyes even higher to her knees. Mmmmmm. How can something as simple and none-sexual as a girl's knees be sooooo dame HOT??? I mean look at them. I can't even describe the way they make me feel, other than the immense impulse to kiss them. Girly knees are meant to be kissed right? Suddenly a round of giggles erupts and in a flash I look back towards the road. Was I staring too long? Did they finally notice my little perverted game? I didn't really lick my lips watching those knees did I. Please tell me I didn't! Then what's all that low whispering? They've caught me for sure, I just know it. Whispers and giggles have to mean they caught DeeDee's horny old cow mommy bathing her lips with her tongue watching a pair of fantastic looking white teen knees! I've been caught for sure! But then why hasn't this vixen removed her legs from the armrest? Is she teasing me further? Or maybe this is still all in my mind. I don't dare look in the mirror to check what's going on back there. I can already imagine the humiliating stares and smirks on their faces if they know my sickness. And what about those thighs? Those long lean thighs that lay ever so attractively beyond those cute knees. Can I risk looking at them to? Soft, white, flawless teenage thighs demanding my eyes give them the attention they so rightly deserve! I slowly look back down at the wiggling toes, up to the strong taught calves, around the perfectly blessed knees and directly to the heavenly thighs. But something more heavenly attracts my eyes even further...where those wonderful thighs disappear to...the pink pair of panties... "MOM!" I dart my face forward faster than the speed of light, my face flushing blood red. I've just been caught with my hand in the cookie jar, I just know it! "Yes honey, w...wwwhat is it?" I squeak out pathetically. "You've just passed the Mall! Aren't you even paying attention to where you're going?" "Oh so sorry baby, I was just...ummm...distracted a bit!" I exhale the biggest relief of my life. I must be a cat with so many lives. DeeDee or the rest of the girls hadn't discovered my stares after all. Thank goodness! But before I even finish turning the van back around those wonderful teasing legs retract from my armrest. A sense of disappointment and relief wash over me at the same time. Despite my luck, I wish I could have enjoyed their presence a little while longer, And I didn't even know whose legs I was enjoying. I pull into the massive mall parking lot and find a spot close to the main building. One by one the little angels hop out of the side door. One by one those perfect bratty teens make my pussy gush and heart thumb as I gaze long fully at them. Not so much as a thanks or a goodbye. I'm just a chauffeur to them, a mommy chauffeur to teen goddesses. As the door slides shut I watch them laugh and talk their way towards the building, off to do what teenage girls always do at the mall, shop and check out boys. And what do mommies like me do? They hike up their skirts shove their drenched panties to the side and rub the hell out of their puffy pussies! Enough is enough. A whole car ride of frustration needs a release and that's exactly what I am doing, just like I did the last time I drove these girls to the mall, and the time before that, and before that.... I close my eyes and flood my mind with visions of all of them, frolicking around in their tiny skirts or shorts, tight shirts, perky breasts bouncing, asses swaying, calf muscles flexing and me on my hands and knees paying homage to each one of them. If life could only be so wonderful. Suddenly there is a tap on my left window and in a flash my eyes dart open and my skirt pushed down. I look around in a panic and see DeeDee standing right there with a complete lack of expression. My face turns completely white and my eyes grow wide. For 30 seconds we both stare at each other. How long had she been standing there? It didn't matter, she knows what I was doing and why I was probably doing it. Then...the smirk. The smirk only a bratty, know-it-all teenage girl can give to such devastating effect. Reaching under her skirt, I see her lowering something towards the ground. I take short ragged breaths as she bends down, shuffling her feet a moment before picking it up. Life seems frozen as she opens my door and drops it on my lap. She closes the door while I look down and inhale deeply at what I see. I look back at her and that cocky smirk is still there. Teasing Tormenting Teens As my hot sexy teenage daughter walks away with the attitude of all girly attitudes, I pick up the pair of cotton panties she's left for me, and lovingly drop them on my face, where they remain until I finish cuming over and over. Oh and by the way....they're pink! The End! Teasing Tormenting Teens *********** All Comments are greatly appreciated, please send them to the link below. Your encouragements keep me going :) ******* This work is copyright (c) 2004 by Phoenix Arrow. You may download and keep copies for your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the copies. Please do not post this story to any web site without permission from the author. All other rights reserved. No alteration of the contents is permitted. ******* Teasing Touches It hit me again. It hit me while sitting in class, trying to concentrate on what the prof was saying, but to no avail. I innocently thought about the way you look hunching over slightly to peruse the kitchen pantry. Then, BOOM, it hit me, and I wanted you so badly that it took my breath away. But you're far away. You had no idea that this fierce wanting overtook all coherent thought. And I had to sit through another five hours of classes. I thought about taking matters into my own hands in the bathroom stall, but I wanted to enjoy every sensation. I wanted to savor every moan that broke upon my lips. I wanted to be able to whisper your name, and feel your hands on me. There's not one feeling better to me in this world... you on me. Any part of you on me... oh, it makes me want to slide my hands over my body just thinking about it. I teased myself driving home. As soon as I slid into the driver's seat, I slid my hands over my stomach, then pressing deeply against the top of my pussy. I had been wet for five hours... five hours of pure hell that I never wanted to end. You know how much I like to be teased... you've teased me for hours and relished it. I thought of the last time that we touched. It hadn't even been sexual, but now every remembered caress electrified my skin. I slid my hand into my jeans on the way home, over my panties. I wanted to feel my wetness through the lace and excite myself more. Finally, I was home. Opening the door, I dumped my bag onto a chair, tossing articles of clothing as I went... my t-shirt onto the floor... my pants onto the couch... my bra flung over the TV... my underwear pooled at the foot of the bed. Standing, I looked at myself in the floor-length mirror. My face was flushed, my eyes glowed with sensuality, my hair let down to fall about my shoulders. I touched my lips, wishing they were pressed against yours. I slid my hands over my shoulders, cupping my breasts. They are full, my nipples hard and wanting. I remember you saying that you've wanted to watch me masturbate. Curiosity washes over me, and I position myself on the bed to watch me please myself. I lay back against the cool sheets that warm against my heated skin. I suddenly feel silly, but curiosity wins out. Smiling to myself, I wonder if I should get my camera so you can see how I spent this night. No, this time is for me. If you want to play with pictures, you'll have to be behind the lens. I'll pose for you anytime if you return the favor. My heart races as I bend my knees. I love to tease myself, but I've been turned on for so long! My breath shaking, I watch myself slide my hands up and down over my torso. Groaning, my head arches as I feel my fingertips grazing my sensitive skin. I slowly keep sliding over my skin, teasing myself with patterns that send my nerves tingling. My index fingers circle my nipples, nearly touching. I see myself in the mirror, and it excites me... I moan as my fingers clasp my nipples, sliding my hands over their aching peaks until I feel them in my palm. My body is shivering, and I wish you were here with me. I think about that wild night we had at my cabin, the feeling of you suddenly turning towards me in the dark, taking me in your arms and kissing me senseless. Your wanting had surprised me in its intensity... an intensity I quickly matched. The feeling of your mouth around my nipples make them harder now as I caress myself. My heavy breathing fills the room, interspersed with throaty moans. God, I haven't even touched my pussy yet and I'm on fire. My hips are restless... they move as if belonging to someone else. I can't control their movement, nor do I want to. I can't stand it anymore... I have to fill myself up. I watch, fascinated, as my legs part and my hands descend. I arch upwards for contact, and I hear myself moaning. At the first contact, I jolt. I rest the palm of my hand over the top of my pussy... mmm, I wish you were watching me. I can feel how wet I am... I can see my pussy shining with want. Slipping my other hand between my spread thighs, I open myself, feeling the cool air against my heated skin. Sliding my index finger down, I feel the hardness of my clit. "Oooh, yes," I moan, squirming for more contact. It feels like I can't control myself sometimes... as if I can't think about anything except pleasure. All I can think about is the feeling of the wet hot skin, and a languid warmth invades the muscles of my body. A fierce claw of wanting is always at the perimeter at first, yet as I touch myself, it keeps growing. I dip my finger into the depth of my pussy... mmm, it feels so good. My body arches at the deep contact. Still I am not filled. I slide my middle finger into my pussy... oh yesssss, that's what I want. I slowly slide in and out, enjoying the sensation. The sound of wetness fills the room, accented with my breathy moans. Sometimes I am completely silent when I touch myself until I am close to cumming. I can always fantasize better that way, but this time is so visual that I can't help but be vocal. I remember when we were watching a movie at the theatre. I had been wanting you all night, but I thought I should behave. Yet during an extremely erotic part, I couldn't help but touch you. At first, I simply held your hand. I had wanted you to turn and kiss me, but you had no idea what I was up to. I tried hard not to smile as I slid my hand onto your thigh, sliding up and down. I could feel electric currents running between our skin... and I wanted more. You smiled at me, but still not the response I was looking for. My fingertips found your inner thigh, and I teased you until I felt your pants shifting in the place I wanted. You had placed your coat over your lap to hide the evidence, and then I felt your hand on mind, sliding it up for our hands to rest on your cock. You hand never left mind, and you showed me how you wanted to be touched. Your other hand soon found my wet panties and pushed them aside... you tortured me as I tortured you in that dark theatre. Neither of us found relief until the car, where our windows had quickly fogged up... My hips arch at the memory, and my wet fingers won't satisfy me anymore. Reaching under my bed, I find the toy that I had bought through the loveliness of the internet. I grin as I remember that I hadn't looked at it for three days after it arrived. Now I love the feeling of it sliding into me, although it pales in comparison to you. My grin deepening, I wonder if I could ever talk you into going to an erotic store with me where we could pick out toys for each other... mmm, and then help each other use them later... I grow self-conscious as I watch myself position the toy at the entrance of my pussy. My eyes drift shut as I feel the head rub against my slit. My breath catches as I slide the toy into me. I grimace slightly as it slides through the tightest spot, then breathe with relief as it pops through. Although normal in width, it always fills me with a bit of pleasurable pain. I test the toy by sliding it in and out of me. In the mirror, I can see the lips of my pussy wrapped around the toy. I torture myself with the slow motion... my body craves completion, but not yet. I wonder what you would be doing if you were watching me now. Would you be watching? Would you be directing the speed of the toy with your own hands? Would you remove the toy and replace it with your mouth and then your cock? Moaning as I speed up the rhythm, I wish for all of the options. I remember your fevered kiss when we got into the car in the theatre parking lot. Our hands were roaming over each other when I heard your rumbling laugh accusing me of being a witch. I grinned evilly and pulled you to me for another mind-numbing kiss. Mmm, the feeling of your lips! We pushed each other's coats off, finding warm skin beneath our shirts. My hands roamed over your chest and shoulders while you pulled up my shirt and sucked my nipples into your mouth. Your hand rubbed me through my jeans, and the pressure sent me over the edge. You heard my cry and felt the pulsing through my jeans and pulled back, watching me cum. You slowly rubbed me, making sure that my pleasure was drawn out completely. I gave you a lingering kiss, and you had started to drive towards your home, but I had other plans. Thank goodness you were at a stop sign when I unzipped your pants... your expression made me think that you would have jerked the steering wheel otherwise from surprise. My warm hands freed you, and as you drove, I started to stroke you. I had wanted to do this properly in the movie, but I knew you would have been too afraid of being caught. Twisting in my seat, I leaned over and lowered my lips onto the tip of your cock. I moaned as I quickly took your length into my mouth, swirling my tongue along the sensitive nerve on the underside of your cock. I sucked your head hard, twisting my fingers up and down. I could feel the tension in your body, and I knew your knuckles were white against the steering wheel. I kept up my relentless pace until we reached your driveway. You pulled into the garage, turned off the key quickly, and had me out of the car in a flash. You shoved me up against the hood of your car, kissing me frantically while I stroked you. You quickly undid my pants, bent me over the hood of the car, and slid your cock deep into my pussy with one stroke. We both groaned, loving the feeling of us being joined. You slammed into me over and over, getting harder and faster with every pleading from me for you to fuck me. We couldn't get enough of each other, and the sounds of our coupling filled the garage along with our moans. The feeling of you cumming in me sent me over the edge, my pussy spasming around your cock. With that remembered passion, I started pumping my toy in and out of me as fast as I could. My moans were almost continuous... I could feel myself getting so close... I pictured you thrusting the toy into me over and over, your fingers madly teasing my clit. Crying your name, I felt the pleasure overtake me, the toy being internally grasped by my clenching pussy. I lay there, my chest heaving from the intensity. My legs felt like Jello, and I swear I was physically incapable of movement at that time. Stretching, I slid my hand over my pussy and stroked it soothingly, wishing you were here with me. It's always after cumming like this that I get the bittersweet afterglow of being sated, but I'm still without you to touch, to kiss, and to hold afterwards. Teasing Trio Previous story in review Dusky dawn Pat introduced Mai-lee to Roger at the mall, and explained to Him, they worked together at the lingerie store. Pat worked their part time. Saying to him that they were both working on Saturday. After work they got to know each other romantically and sexually. They firstly went out to the lake then to Mai-lee apartment, and ended up Pat's for the night. Teasing trio Pat awoke and saw that Mai-lee was still in bed with her. She quietly sat up and looked at Mai-lee. She had turned over and was still fast asleep. Quietly got up and went into the kitchen. She put a pot of coffee on and set the breakfast table. Strolling into the bathroom and closed the door. Getting into the shower she stood under it letting the warm water cascade over her. After her shower she dried herself and went into the living room wrapped in the thick fluffy towel. Strolling into the kitchen she poured her self a cup of coffee and went and sat on the sofa. "Hi sweetie when did you get up?" Mai-lee said as she came out of the bedroom dressed in the black negligee. "Wow, look at you, you sexxy female. Me I've been up for about an hour that's all." She sat looking at the lithe sensual display in front of her. "Can I get you a cup of coffee?" "I'll get it you sit there and enjoy yours. What's for breakfast sweet one?" Mai-lee asked as she came out of the kitchen. "How does bacon and eggs sound?" "Great. I haven't had that in a while." After a couple of minutes Pat got up and went into the kitchen, and started getting the breakfast underway. "How do you like your eggs done, me I like them sunny side up." "That's fine for me too, can I help?" "Sure, you can get the toast ready in a couple of minutes. The bread is in the bin in the corner there." "Would you like your coffee warmed up in the mean time?" Mai-lee asked "Yes that would he nice. Ok we are just about ready for the toast to go in sweetie." Pat said as Mai-lee put the filled mugs on the table. Taking the plates and putting them on the table Pat went and turned the radio on and put in 'promise' by Shade They sat and enjoyed their breakfast quietly. Pat and Mai-lee had finished their breakfast. Between them they washes and dried the dishes. As they were putting the dishes away Pats cell rang. "Hello... oh hi Rog how are you... I think I'm doing fine...yes it sure looks like its going to be a hot day... I guess so, she said that she was looking forward to coming with us... are we having a picnic or getting something else to take with us... you've still got the Hibachi. Holly cow. Can we bring anything, when we meet you? Mm, Mai-lee is going to come and pick me up and we'll meet you at the mall I guess... she said she would call me around eleven thirty or so... See you near Starbucks? OK... yes OK... can we get anything, buns, burgers. What about briquette's? OK we'll get some buns and burgers. I'll bring my cutting board as well, eh... as I am...eh heh, yes...OK we'll see you around noon... byye. "So on the way we'll go to Hugo's and get some burgers and buns." Pat said as she put the cell on the coffee table. "Maybe get some fruit as well." Mai-lee added. "Ah now that's a darned good idea, fruit is always welcome. Especially when it's hot out. Do you want to stop at your place for anything? Pat asked as she turned to go the bathroom. "You can use my toothbrush if you want Mai." Pat said as she got to the door and unwrapped the towel and hung it on the rack. "Yes please I should clean my teeth, after you. Mai-lee replied as she got to the bathroom door. I'm wondering what to wear. Maybe a blouse and a skirt, yes I think that's what. If we stop at my place for a couple of minutes, I'll slip in and change, then on Hugo's." Looking in as Pat was sitting on the toiler. "You go ahead, I'll clean my teeth after ward's," Pat said as she Spread her love lips, and started her much needed pee. Mai-lee cleaned her teeth and rinsed her face. As she finished Pat said softly "That feels a lot better, I was bursting." "Let me dry you sweet thing." Mai-lee said as she put the towel on the rack. Kneeling she urged Pat to her and softly ran her tongue over the wrinkly love lips that were right in front of her face. Putting her arms around Pat she gently pulled her forward. Placing her mouth over the warm love nest, she sucked the last remaining drops of pee away. Pushing the tip of her tongue in between Pats pliant and now excited lips "If we carry on like this we are going to be late. You realize that, em?" Pat stammered as she chuckled and put her hand on the back of Mai-lee head and pressed it against her. Her urge to carry on into another hot and sensual episode was so strong. She reached under Mai-lees arms and urged her up saying softly. "You are so sexy. I feel I'm going to have trouble with you physically. I have to look up my bikini otherwise I'll swim in my underwear again, or in the nude." As Mai-lee stood up Pat kissed her on the cheek leaving her. She strolled into her bedroom and got out a soft pale yellow skirt and matching blouse. She put on white cotton panties and a white half-cup bra. Slipping into the skirt as Mai-lee stepped into the room. She slipped the blouse on and did it up. Except for the last two buttons. "No I wouldn't let that happen. I like you awfully for sure but I wouldn't' come between you and Roger. We can have our times together that will be special to us." "All I hope is that I can control my feeling for you when all three of us are together." "Who knows, there are triangles and there are triangles, mm!" "Oh wow. You mean the three of us. Holy... this is getting really scary... I don't know what to think." "Don't worry about it sweet thing. Lets all go and have a good time together, what will be will be, I say." "Yes I guess. I'm probably getting ahead of myself here. Pat said. What will you do if Roger comes on to you?" Her mind was going to an intriguing place. A risqué place that titillating her interest and maybe posing a possible problem for her. Mai-lee was a very sexy and virile young woman. She was full of fun and liked men and women alike. "Good question. I don't know, I don't think he will do you?" Mai-lee said, as she got dressed. "Lets not go there. Like you said. There triangles and there are triangles. Yes lets just go and have a lot of fun all together." Pat said. She had a cheeky grin on her face as she spoke. She went to the closet and got out the picnic blanket and a large fluffy bath towel along with a bag to put things in. Getting to the kitchen she got the cutting board and put it in the tote bag "Are we ready" Pat said. "Yes I think so, I'm all excited about today, and it should be a fun day." "Me too. Lets go and get the stuff at Hugo's and meet Roger. I know he is excited about today." They got to Mai-lee's car and Pat dropped the things on the back seat and got in. Mai-lee drove off and turned the radio on. Dropping her hand onto Pat's leg and stroked it softly. The bare skin was both smooth and warm to the touch. Her hand slowly moved along the inner thigh, softly brushing the skin as she moved her hand. Pat was enjoying the feeling of Mai-lee's fingers on her leg. It felt more intimate since it was on her leg not just on pants or jeans. They got to Mai-lee's apartment block and stopped. "Coming up for a minute while I change then we can get underway." "I'll wait here for you Mai-lee, I think I'd better stay here lest we get all hot and heavy, if you know what I mean." "Ok I'll only be a couple of minutes. You behave now sweetie." "I'll try. See you shortly." Mai-lee strolled up to the front door and went in. After a short while she came out. She was Dressed in a flowery skirt and a cream colored top that was opaque and allowed her lacy pale pink bra to appear as an apparition through it. Getting to her car she opened the door and got in. "Look at you, you look gorgeous and sexy as well. Roger will go bug eyed when he sees you girl." "That's nice of you to say, do you think its fitting for the day though?" Mai-lee said as though she wasn't sure. "Mai you look fabulous, and like I said really sexy as well. Fuck you look good. Lets go and get the things for the picnic shall we." "Good idea, times a wasting right." Mai-lee said as she started the car and drove away. "Hopefully there wont be to many people at the grocery." "That's right, a nice day people want to be outdoors. So there may be quite a lot of people that will be shopping for bbq's and picnics." Getting to Hugo's their concern became apparent at the distance they had to walk from the car to the entrance to the store and the queues to each check out. "Lets get what we want and get out of here." Pat said as she looked around. "Kind of like a zoo Mai-lee said. I hope we can find everything all right." Having got a cart they made their way to the areas they needed to find the different items. They found what they came for and headed to the checkouts. "Hey Mai-lee. Pat said in a quiet voice. See the girl in the raggedly jeans and t-shirt and the guy with his hand on her butt?" "Over on the right, yes. What about them?" "They're at college and what you see is tame to they were up to in McDonalds once. I doubt he washed his left hand for days after he freed it from between her legs" Pat whispered to Mai-lee. "Lucky girl. In McDonalds, are you kidding, holy. Now that is risqué for sure. It gets your juices flowing though, doesn't it?" "They are quite an item, a hot item at that. It's a wonder she isn't pregnant. My guess is she will be before long the way they are all over each other." "That's the down side of hot good times occasionally and its unfortunate, when it happens." Mai-lee said quietly and seriously. "If you play around you've got to be careful. Pat said softly. "To me it's just common sense" "You couldn't be more right." Mai-lee said as she was putting the things on the check out counter. Getting to Mia's car they put the bags in the trunk. "Where are we meeting Roger?" Mia-lee asks. "Around by Starbucks, we'll find him ok" Pat said as she got in and closed the door. It was a short drive to Starbucks from where they were parked "There he is" Pat said as she pointed to his truck. Roger was sitting with the window rolled down, the radio playing quietly. "Hi there fella. Pat said. "Hopefully we got everything. Have you been a good lad, hm?" "Oh hi ladies. Good to see you. By all the bags I'd say you got what we want. How are you Mai-lee? You look great. Did she do her job properly yesterday, not slough off or anything?" Roger said with a chuckle as he opened his door and got out of his truck. Here let me give you a hand. So what did you get at Hugo's? Oh you got some lighter fluid. I thought I had some. But I didn't." Having loaded everything they got into his truck. Pat sat next to Roger as before. "You want to sit next to Roger Mai-lee for a change? He doesn't bite." Pat remarked. "Ok sure. If he bites I'll bite back. Fairs fair, right?" Pat got out and Mai-lee got in and sidled up to Roger. Then Pat got back in and closed the door. "There you go. So you'd better watch yourself fella." Pat said chuckling as she sat beside Mai-lee. Letting her hand settle in her lap. Roger started the truck and drove out of the parking lot. Turning right and headed out of town. As they drove Mai-lee put an arm around pats shoulders stroking it softly. Pats hand strayed over and caressed the warm smooth skin of Mai-lees leg, just above her knee. As the drove into the farm lane it was somewhat bumpy and their legs rubbed and bumped against each other. Roger drove behind the old barn so the truck was hidden from the road. He turned it off. "If I put the briquettes and lighter fluid in the hibachi can you manage the rest?" Roger asked. "We'll be fine won't we Mai-lee?" "No problem. No, we'll be fine." "OK that sounds great. As soon as I get to the lake I'll start the fire so it'll be ready in good time for the burgers. I'm looking forward to a cool swim. This is going to be a great day for sure." "I think it'll be a great too. Ok we'll be right behind you." Pat said as she got her bag out of the back of the truck and put it down. "I'll carry the burgers and buns. When we are together do you mind if I call you Mai?" "No not at all. My mum and dad called me Mai all the time. Ok I'll carry the fruit and veggies then. I'm looking forward to having a swim, the water was so nice when we were here." . "How's the hibachi going Rog?" "I just lit it; it'll take a while to get hot. So it's time for a dip I think. I guess I'll get my trunks on. Anyone want to give me a hand?" He said with a cheeky grin on his face "Why don't you give him a hand Mai-lee? Go on be a devil. Scare the pants off him, literally." Pat said with a chuckle. "I'm up for it. Come here sexy lad." Mai-lee said as she put the bag she was carrying down. She stepped over to where Roger was standing. Standing in front of him she winked at him. Knowing that Pat couldn't see her do it. "Could this be the start of something sexy and romantic?" Mai-lee added softly and winked again at him, a cheeky glint in her eyes. First she pulled his t-shirt up and off. Then She undid his shorts and unzipped them. Slipping a hand in and onto the front. Caressing the bulge briefly. She whispered. "That feels really nice." And removed her hand. "Ok down they go." As she grabbed a leg in each hand and pulled gently, easing them down over his hips. Looking at him and winking again said in a soft voice." All the way or not, hm?" "All the way down, Mai-lee. Pat said as she slipped her hands into the waistband of his under shorts. As his shorts slid down his legs Mai-lee got down and slipped off his sandals and then his shorts, putting them on the blanket. "You can only take off my under shorts if I can take off your panties. Roger said as he put his hands over Pat's. "Deal." Pat and Mai-lee looked at each other and quietly nodded to each other. "Deal. And you put a soft kiss on Mai-lee's pussy when you do" "Ok and seeing how sexy we are getting. Only if I can put a kiss on Pat's pussy." Mai-lee said, her eyes twinkling with devilment. Roger let Pat slide his under short down over his hips. She eased them over the head of his erection. They slid down his legs onto Mai-lee hands. Who lifted one of his feet at a time and slipped his shorts off of his feet. She put them on the blanket with his shorts Mai-lee stood up in front of him and raised her arms slightly away from her body. Indicating for Roger to lift her skirt. Kneeling down he looked up at Mai-lee who was biting her bottom lip. As Roger looked at her she averted her eyes slightly yet had a slight cheeky smile on her face. Reaching out he lifted the hem of her skirt. He slipped his hands under and into the waistband of her panties. Slowly he slid the filmy garment down over her curvy hips and down the smooth shapely legs. Mai-lee slowly stepped out of them parting her legs slightly; Roger gingerly put his hands on her skirt and urged her toward him. Lifting her skirt again he was greeted by a vision of sensual beauty. Her love nest was bare except for a small groomed patch of fur at the top of her intimate spot. She took hold of her skirt and watched Roger slowly approach her now excited dark love nest. As he did he savored the sensual scent of her. That slightly pungent aroma he sensed. Pursing his lips on the warm soft skin, he opened his mouth slightly and touched it with the tip of his tongue. Touching the wrinkled lips. Parting them he sucked on them. Attentively running the tip of his tongue over them Mai-lee let the hem of her skirt go, allowing her skirt to fall over Rogers's head. She put a hand on his head slightly pressing it against her. The sensation of him sucking her cunt and the fact that Pat was watching was exciting her to no end. After a couple of minutes Roger pulled away from the aroused love nest, very reluctantly at that. May be later he thought to himself. His prick was aching, as were his balls. "Come here sweet one I want your frillies now... to keep." Roger said in a husky voice. "You can take them off but keep them. I'll have to think about that. How was Mai-lee?" "Like you, a creature of beauty. Simply lovely." Roger said as he caressed Mai-lees butt. As Roger knelt in front of Pat, He slowly lifted her skirt and slid his hands under it." All the way down Mai-lee?" "Yes they'll be your memento of your intimacy with her." "I like your way of thinking. It's your kiss Mai-lee." Roger said as Pat's panties slipped off of her feet. Getting up Roger held the lacy panties up at looked at them admiringly. Then He softly kissed her lips, a warm lingering kiss. Pat put a hand behind his head and pressed it to hers as she slid her tongue out to softly stroke his lips. Lovingly rubbing them till they parted and she slipped her tongue between them. Her eye's slowly closed and her nostrils flared. Putting a hand down to her waist Roger urged her against him. Pressed his stiff prick against her skirt. Mai-lee stood watching the intimacy before her; she saw the excitement that was building in both of them. Rogers's nude nicely toned body pressing against Pat. The sight was exciting her to the point that she was becoming aroused. She undid a couple of buttons of her blouse and slipped a hand in and fondled a scantily covered breast. Cupping it, rubbing and squeezing it. Squeezing the nipple between finger and thumb. She stretched it and rolled it. Her other hand went down and pressed against her skirt, pressing it against her love lips. Which were still excited from Rogers's sexy kisses. The nakedness felt different and it felt sexy as well. The feel of Roger's prick pressing against her skirt was arousing Pat's emotions firstly. Then there was the fact that Mai-lee could see what was going on. Plus the fact that Mai-lee was going to kiss her love nest. And that Roger would be able to watch. All that eroticism was nearly overloading her emotions. She was both excited and nervous about it, wanting both Roger and Mai-lee. Could this be the triangle Mai-lee had talked about? As the kiss ended Roger stepped back from Pat saying softly "Fuck you are lovely sweet one." After a short pause said. "Well Mai-lee I'm going in for a swim. I have to cool down a bit, if you know what I mean?" He said as he stood with a hand loosely wrapped around his stiff prick "Yes indeed, clearly. You look like you are near boiling point. Enjoy a swim we will probably join you in a wee while. And that may be a couple of minutes or more. Depending on how much she wriggles." Mai-lee said as she put an arm around Pat's waist and hugged her. "Yes she is a wriggler. It all depends on how excited you make her as well. See you in the water maybe" Roger said as he turned and strolled to the waters edge and waded in. Then he was gone. The ever expanding ripples on the water as evidence of him having ever being there. "E kipa mai" Mai-lee said softly as she held out her arms to encircle Pat in. "Roger was right you are lovely, soft and warm. And very sexy" As she was speaking Pat slipped her arms around Mai-lee waist and gently hugged her "Oh Mai-lee my mind is in a turmoil right now. I want both Roger and I want you as well." Teasing Trio As she was whispering Mai-lee was undoing the two buttons at the waistband of her skirt. "First lets take this off. I think you will be much more comfortable, mm?" The soft material felt cool as it slid down her legs "There you are, doesn't that feel better? Mai-lee asked as she knelt in front of Pat and slipped the skirt off of her feet. She folded it and put it on the blanket next to Rogers's shorts. Pat put her hands under Mai-lee's arms and pulled her up. "It feels good and risqué at the same time." Pat said as she slipped the cotton skirt over Mai-lee's shapely hips. And slipped it down her legs. "You are a sexy woman as well," she added. She knelt and slipped the garment off of Mai-lee's feet and put it with hers on the blanket. Putting her hands around Mai-lee's thighs she looked at the dusky skin and the small groomed tuft of fur above warm love nest. She slipped a finger in-between the soft moist love lips. "Ko'u likao pau " Mai-lee whispered, her voice wavering with passion. "Oh baby that feels so good, but it's me who is going to pleasure you sweet one. E kipa mai " She put her arms under Pat's and pulled her up. In turn she knelt in front of Pat and put her arms around Pat's waist and proceeded to urge her forward toward her saying softly." Your pussy looks delightful and in need of some attention." "What if Roger sees us. That worries me." Pat said softly as she looked down at Mai-lee as she licked and sucked the soft love lips. "He will be very excited at the sight I think. He might even cum as well." "Oh wow now I'm all embarrassed. I think if I saw him masturbate I'd pee myself for sure." Pat muttered. "Come I want your cunt, in a passionate kiss. Let me pleasure you sweet girl." Mai-lee said softly as she looked at the puffy outer lips of Pats love nest. Her eyes closed at the feel of the soft touch of Mai-lees lips on her. "Mm" she moaned and her nostrils flared. The sensual feeling was back and had taken over her emotional being. "Oh Mai-lee that feels so sexy." She whispered as she pressed her hands on to the back of Mai-lees head. Taking a hand away to undo her top and press it against her breast, fondling and kneading the soft orb through the opening of her top and over the flimsy garment. She undid another couple of buttons of her blouse. Mai-lee was kneading Pat's butt as she pressed it forward. The feeling of delirium, of sheer ecstasy was making Pat's legs bend at the knees. She half opened her eyes as she pressed her hand harder on the head that was driving her toward the explosion she nervously wanted. She was past the point of caring who saw what was going on. Out of the corner of her eye. She saw Roger wading out of the water and strolling toward her and Mai-lee. Pat closed her eyes hoping that he wasn't aware that she knew he was coming out of the water. He saw the sexy scene and instantly became much more aroused. His semi-stiff prick rapidly developed into a hard full erection. He loosely encircled it with a finger and thumb as he strolled toward where Pat and Mai-lee were intimately engrossed in each other. His toned body was shining in the sunlight. Water was dripping off of him as he walked. He was stroking his rampant prick a bit more earnestly at this point. His heart thumping and his nostrils flared at the excitement and raw sexuality of the scene playing out in front of him. He stopped a few steps away from the girls as he watched and continued stroking himself to the point of no return. "Mmff" escaped his lips involuntarily as he thrust his hips forward. Breathing through his lips "mmm" he murmured. His eyes were partly closed as he was nearing his climax. Both Pat and Mai-lee had heard the sounds. Mai-lee slowly moved and turned her head and Pat opened her eyes and looked at him. His stroking had evolved into vigorous pumping; his hips pushed forward, his knees flexed. About to shoot his load he opened his eyes to see the girls looking at him. He was at the point where his arousal was totally out of his control. One last pump and it happened. He came in two forceful jets of cum, in quick succession followed by two more. Some of which fell in the grass close to Mai-lees legs. The rest had landed on her breasts and body. It slowly trickled down her body. She scooped some up on a finger and raised it to her lips and licked it off. "That was so sexy. Pat said in a soft voice as she stroked Rogers arm. Come here I need to kiss you real bad" "So do I after that show of masculinity. I think I want to really taste you." Mai-lee said as she moved to hold the dripping prick just below its head Roger stepped toward them and Pat put an arm around his neck and put her lips on his excitedly. Parting them and pushed her tongue through to push it in between his parted lips. Slowly stiffening it to probe in-between them. As she did, he opened his mouth and their kiss became a passionate kiss as their tongues jousting with each other. And Mai-lee put her parted lips over the hot man head and licked it with the back of her tongue, sucking gently at the same time. She gently grasped his prick and slowly massaged it all the way up, squeezing the very last drop of his jism out, and savored its unique flavor. After a short while Roger said, "I have to sit down for a minute, I'm played out." His knees felt wobbly under him "So much sexy affection, I can't stand it. To have two lovely women caressing and kissing me, it's like a dream. I must have died and gone to heaven." "It's all our pleasure," Pat said and added after a pause. "Why don't you stretch out for a bit? We can take over and have things going in no time... The hibachi looks ready." "That sounds like a great idea. Maybe just slip your under shorts on. The sight of you is distracting us." Mai-lee said with a chuckle. Tugging his under shorts on over his wet legs. Leaving the head sticking out of the top of his under shorts. He stretched out and closed his eyes They sorted out the things they had got for the picnic and settled into getting the food ready. At one point Mai-lee slipped an arm around Pat's chest and caressed a soft breast. "Mmm" Pat murmured softly at the gentle caress. She was more excited than nervous now and let the amorous attention go on Roger had actually dropped off to sleep while the girls prepared the food. The last thing was to put the burgers on the grill and get the drinks out. "Rouse Roger Mai-lee we are already. Pat said and added, "He looks so peaceful doesn't he. We must have really played him out." "He kind of played himself out. He was really aroused to cum the way he did." Mai-lee said in a deep sexy way, running her hand through the remains of his jism. "Yes he was for sure. Quite the stud." Pat whispered. Mai-lee crouched down and rubbed his shoulder gently saying " Roger time to eat, come and join us." He turned to see her crouching by him. She had a warm smile on her face. Her knees were apart and her exciting cunt though in shadow was still fully visible, its wrinkled love lips protruding in an inviting manner. "Wow I must've fallen asleep, sorry I should have helped you a bit." He said feeling guilty as he briefly enjoyed the seductive view. "No problem we did just fine and you had a nice little nap. The hibachi still turns out mean burgers... There's some fruit as well. Ok lets eat shall we?" "So what are studying at school Roger? Mai-lee asked as she passed a burger to him. "I would like to get into drafting if I can. I'm not sure what industry though, I think something in the electronics area." He replied as he took the burger. "Thanks Mai-lee You did a nice job between you. So how do you like it here after the time you've been here? Have you got used to the differences in climate and way of life? "Yes I think so in the most part at least. The climate was quite difficult; it is do different especially in the winter. To start with it was awful. And the general way of living is far more complex as well. I like this area, all the trees and country to get out in. I couldn't live in a big city though. We were in Chicago for a short stay a couple of years back and I for one hated it. Mum and Dad didn't like all the noise and some of the people ugh, not nice. I think we were all pleased to move on. Would you be able to work locally, there's not many factories here are there?" "I guess that's the way it goes some times." "Yes that's a good point, would you have to move out of town Roger, Like Mai-lee said there isn't much industry here?" Pat remarked. Her voice showed a slight emotion of possible losing her lover. "I have another year of study yet to get through. So who knows what'll happen." "Yes true enough, it's a long way away yet." Mai-lee said. She sensed what Pat was wondering and got away from the subject. They sat and enjoyed their picnic along with some suggestive jokes and other colorful remarks and laughs. At one point Pat pushed Roger and he lay flat on his back, and in turn he pulled her on top of him. She toppled on top of him. Her chest was over his face. Her breasts were barely hidden in her partly undone blouse and half-cup bra. Raising his head Roger kissed her chest softly between her breasts. "Mmm" She softly murmured with pleasure at feeling his lips on her skin. She pushed herself up and straddled him over his abdomen. Her bare crotch felt sexy on his bare skin. She wriggled and felt his prick pressed against her. Between her bum and her love nest. She could feel his pulses through his under shorts. "Now what are you going to do?" Pat chided him with a cheeky chuckle. His arms pinned at his sides he was trapped and enjoying the fun move. Pressing his hands to the grass and pulling his feet up so his legs were more or less folded. "Looks like you've got me." Roger said Then without any warning he pressed his hands hard against the grass and forced his abdomen up. Pat leaned back to keep her balance and slid bodily down his torso. Coming to rest at his neck. As she came to a stop her skirt fell forward, covering Rogers head. And as she did he snuck his hands down and eased his under shorts down, releasing his prick. "You should kiss Pat pussy Roger, I'm sure its ready to be kissed." Mai-lee said softly. "It's nice idea but it's hard to breath like this." "Yes it was a sexy idea but I don't want to put him out to try it." Pat said as she wriggled back down his bare torso. Unaware that he was free and hoping to have her sit on him. As Pat wriggled down she did sit on him but her skirt came in between them. "Oo what's this I feel under me?" She said cheekily, grinning from ear to ear. "A toy that wants to play with you." Roger said. He had a big grin on his face. "That looks nice, why don't you sit on it Pat and have a ride in the sunshine?" "I have to say I am tempted to but not right now. Hold onto the thought though." "Who wants to toss a Frisbee around for a bit? Then maybe have a swim?" Roger said, his eyes were twinkling with devilment. "Yes where is it in your bag?" Pat asked. Roger reached down and got it out and tossed straight up in the air. As it spun down Pat snagged it and flipped it to Mai-lee. Then she trotted away for Mai-lee to flip back. Roger got up and dropped his underpants on to the blanket. He strolled the other way, making a triangle. "Why hello there sexy fella" Pat said as she looked at Roger, and added in a cheeky voice. "Who's up for some fun, mm?" The Frisbee sailed between them in an endless combination of directions sometimes having to be chased as it flitted through grasping fingers or over a head. The distances progressively grew longer and longer as catches were missed. Pat flipped to Roger in an arcing throw that soared over his outstretched arm and sailed out into the lake. "Time for a swim ladies." Roger said. He trotted to the water and waded in. "The water is fine come on in." "Let me get my costume on and I'll join you. Come on Mai-lee, let's get wet" "Okay" Mai-lee said as she opened her bag and got her bikini, she slipped the bottom between her legs and did it up at either hip. Slipped out of her skirt. Undoing her top she slid it off of shoulders and let it fall to the blanket. She slipped into the bra and straightened it. "How do I look?" She asked Pat. "Very sexy and seductive, how about me. Do I look ok? "You look really sexy as well. Lets go get wet" They strolled to the waters edge and dipped their toes in before wading in up to the waists then dove in. After a few seconds Pat surfaced and stood up. The water was just up to he hips, and then Mai-lee surfaced and stood up in water to her naval. "How does it feel Mai?" Pat enquired "You were right it feels nice. I was a bit anxious but it's nice. The coolness is refreshing and invigorating at the same time. I like it a lot." There was a disturbance behind her as Roger broke the surface and stood right behind Mai-lee. He put his arms around her waist and slid them down to her hips and hugged her to him "Boo" he said softly. "Why hello there stranger" Mai-lee said as she gingerly pressed her hips against him. Feeling his erection pressed against her butt she wriggled them against it. "Yes hi there where did you come from? A merman in the flesh." Pat said with a chuckle and added. "It's a lovely day the water is great. Did we lose the Frisbee?" "I didn't see it but its not lost, we'll find it ok. So what do you think of our swimming hole Mai-lee?" He said as he pressed himself against her warm butt. "Its lovely here I love it. If we all take a look we'll find it the red color should be easy to see." "That sounds like a darn good idea. There are some large rocks out a little farther I'll go and nose around them. The water is quite deep there as well." "You be careful Roger. I'll get another rather than have one of us get into trouble looking for this one. "I'll come with you I use to dive for seashells and if there are two of us we'll be fine. How does that sound to you Pat? "Yes that sounds better for sure, but still be careful." Pat replied. "We will." Roger said as he struck out and swum away with Mai-lee. They looked at each other and she winked at him. She had a knowing grin on her face. Roger dipped under the surface and swum down to the rocks and quickly looked around and saw Mai-lee close-by. She waved to him then started looking around a large weed covered rock. He had to go up for some air. He was about to dive under again when Mai-lee surfaced right next to him. "Hi there sexy you ok?" "Hi sweet cheeks. Yes I just came up for some air. How about you?" "I'm fine. I know where it is but I don't think we can reach it. Its in-between two rocks in a kind of crevice come down and I'll show you. "Ok lets take a look. Its no real loss but lets see." He followed Mai-lee down to the spot and she pointed at the gap and the Frisbee. Roger shook his head side to side and shrugged his shoulders. Mai-lee swam to him and pressed her lips to his as she put her hands behind his head and slipping her tongue between his lips Letting go of his head she struck out for the surface and he followed her. Reaching the surface next to each other they trod water as they grinned at each other. "You kiss nice under water. What else can you do under water?" "I don't know that was my first time. How about you, under water I mean. Lets take another look." She said and dove head first and down to the bottom. Roger followed her down. As he got to the bottom Mai-lee knelt in front of him and briefly sucked his stiff prick as she stroked its whole length. They both pushed off and headed to the surface. "That was a lovely experience;" He said softly "Yes I enjoyed it too. Maybe we can sometime continue the experience sometime, what do you say?" "We'll keep it in mind." Roger said softly as they leisurely swum back to Pat. "Did you find it? Pat asked. She was sitting in the water that just covered her legs. "Yes we did but we couldn't reach it. It slipped in between two large rocks. No problem, for a couple of bucks its not a real loss." Roger said as he stood in front of her, before squatting down. "So what's it like out where you found it? "What's it about ten twelve feet deep Mai-lee? "I'd say around ten feet deep and still quite clear. I could feel a change in the temperature though." "Mai-lee used to dive for seashells back home so she had me beaten with the breathing. I had to come up for air long before she did. She's a good swimmer, a regular sexy mermaid. A temptress of the deep." Roger said with a chuckle "Yes I lure men out into the deep and sexually devour them on the bottom." Mai-lee said as she ran a hand over Rogers's chest and over one of his nipples. "Are you going in again? Roger asked, as he stood up, his erection in full view. "That feels better." "No I don't think so. How about you Mai-lee?" "No me neither. It was nice though. You have found a really lovely spot here. This a place to keep very quiet about otherwise it could be ruined pretty quick." "You are the only person that we've shown and I don't think anyone else knows its here. And like you say it could be ruined pretty quickly." Pat said as Roger pulled her up. After a pause Roger said. "You know what surprises me, there are no signs saying no trespassing. At least I haven't seen any. Have you?" He said as he took Pats hand. "No I haven't, like you say it does seem surprising. Mums the word. We'll try and keep this spot a secret." Pat replied as she slipped an arm around Mai-lees waist. Her hand slipped down to the top of the bikini bottom, her thumb slipping into the top and rested there. They strolled back to the blanket where Roger picked up the towel and handed it to the girls so they could dry themselves, or each other. He went and checked the hibachi. Most of the briquettes were gone. Picking it up by the base he carried it over to the edge of some tall grass at the side of the grassy area and dumped the ashes into the water. There was a bit of hissing as hot charcoal hit the water. He had to retrieve the two removable plates from the water. He had forgotten to take them off. At least they were now quite cool. Pat had got dried and ready to dress as Roger strolled back from dumping the BBQ embers. Standing with her back to him she picked up her skirt and slipped into it. Bending she got her top and put it on and proceeded to do up the lower buttons "I have to be the luckiest guy. I mean to be in the company of two sexy lovely ladies and at a secluded spot. Or have I died and gone to seduction heaven." Roger said as he got to where they were standing Hearing his voice Mai-lee turned toward him. Her top showing most of her chest above the two buttons that were done up. "I think that same feeling goes for us as well. Pat said softly as she looked the healthy erection. After a pause she said, "In the presence of our stallion is very sexy and tantalizing, right Mai-lee" "Exactly, I couldn't have put it better." Her cheeks flushing a bit and her eyes sparkled. After a long pause added softly. "If you have a need we would gladly help in any way we can, okay?" It was Rogers's turn to color up at the remark and the feeling that was now becoming somewhat more than a pleasurable thought to him. Putting down the Hibachi he got his under shorts and put them on. Even though covered he still was really aroused and it was quite apparent to both girls. Teasing Trio "We might as well finish the fruit while we are here." Pat said as she took a peach and bit into it. "Good idea" Mai-lee replied as she took another peach. Roger picked up the last of the grapes and munched on them. Picking a plump one he playfully flicked it at Mai-lee. Hitting her chin. The grape fell into her top and came to rest at her navel where the garment was buttoned. "Oops" He said, a cheeky look on his face as he bit his bottom lip. "Cheeky. Well are just going to leave it there or what?" Mai-lee said. Her eyebrows arched in a cheeky way. As though challenging him to do something. "Well you put it there, you should remove with your fingers or you could suck it out. Hmm!" Pat chided adding, "Go for it suck it out, I dare you, hehe." Roger knelt in front of Mai-lee and dipped his head and pressed it to her chest kissed its warm and soft skin before moving down and sucking on the grape and straightening up. The grape was squeezed between his lips. "Come here I want that fruit." Pat said pulling Roger toward her. He toppled to the blanket. Pat crawled over and straddled him. Her warm bare cunt was pressing down against his abdomen. She leant forward and pressed her lips to his. She was half kissing him, and drawing the grape into her mouth at the same time. Pat wriggled her hips and rubbed her self against him. The activity was beginning to excite her. The sensitive love lips pressing against his warm abdomen. She could feel the head of his prick pressing against her. Her love nest began to puff up, which made her wriggle all the more. She became nervous at this, why she didn't know but she pushed herself up as she munched on the grape. "Oo I have to pee" she exclaimed as she pushed herself up and off of him. Roger grabbed her hand and held her as she made a move to dash away "Let me see you pee... pee on me. Let me feel your warm shower on me." "No Roger this is too embarrassing" Pat said. "Mai-lee would you like to pee on me?" Roger asked. "No I don't think so. It sounds sexy but, no." "No Rog it's not going to happen, not now anyway, I guess I'm not in the right frame of mind." Pat said as she stepped over him. Her face was a bit flushed. "Sorry I have upset you both. My libido got away from me. How can I make it up to you?" "Maybe take us out for supper at the golden Dragon. What do you think Mai-lee? Pat replied and after a pause added. "With some white wine, I think that should do it." "That sounds like a just verdict." Mai-lee said. "Okay fair do's,' Roger said adding after a pause. "Feeling you pressing against me got me wanting some of your warm pee. At least let me watch you pee." "Shall we Mai-lee, let Roger watch us pee. "He looks like he may need some attention. What do you think?" "I see what you mean. He looks loaded for bear. You drop em and you've got a show, hm!" Pat said softly as she bounced her eyebrows. "Can I help you?" Mai-lee said as she went to undo his shorts. "Here let me." Mai-lee reached and undid his shorts and eased them down and let them drop to the ground were he stepped out of them. Putting a hand on the hard bulge that needed to burst free for the confines of his under shorts. "I think that is aching for relief Pat. I'll give it some fresh air." Reaching for the waistband of his under shorts she eased them out away from the head of his erection and down over his hips. Letting them slip to the ground. "Oh yes it surely does. Come here sweetie let me make a fuss of you as Mai-lee has a pee." Pat took Rogers prick in her hand and stroked it slowly and gently. From his balls to the swollen man head that was fully exposed. A drop of slippery pre cum oozed out and dribbled down the shaft. . Mai-lee lifted her skirt a stood in an open stance posture. Her feet apart and her knees flexed. She put a hand down and spread her love lips with her fingers as she pushed her hips forward. Beginning as a small stream quickly turned into a steady stream of twinkling warm pee splashed into the grass. Her peeing ended in a couple of short spurts Roger had slipped his hand over Pats on his aching erection. Yes he needed relief and badly. "Okay sweet one, you must be busting by now." Roger said as Mai-lee knelt at his side and put her hand on his as he stroked himself. "I'll do that for you and you can watch. Put your arm around my shoulders to steady yourself okay." Mai-lee said as she looked up at him and winked cheekily. Pat did pretty much the same as she prepared to have the pee she was pretty desperate for. Unlike Mai-lees hers started with a full force stream that kept coming and kept coming Roger put an arm around Mai-lees shoulder only to have her put her hand on it and urge it down onto her partly uncovered breast and press it onto the pointy lithe orb. Her other hand was steadily massaging his erection with rhythmic and steady strokes. Mai-lee knew that Roger was coming close to his climax as his fondling of her breast was becoming more passionate and even a bit rough. His hips were wriggling as well "Oh fuuuck I'm cumming" he blurted out as his hips thrust forward sending jets of jism shooting out to land on Pats feet and in the grass. Mai-lee turned her head and took the head of his prick into her mouth and sucked the last drops of cum from it. "Now that feels a lot better I bet." Mai-lee said softly as she lifted her hand to her lips and licked his cum off of it. "You are one loaded guy for sure," Pat said as she wiped a finger across his man head to gather the last drop of cum off of it. "All that attention has made me want to piss now." Roger said as he caressed Mai-lees excited breast. Pat moved to his other side and said, "Put your arm around my shoulders and we'll direct your hose." "Yes, like firemen, a sexy idea Pat." Mai-lee said. Roger had his arms around their shoulders and his hands were drooped over a scantly covered breasts, each felt soft and warm. He gently fondled them as the girls caressed his aching erection. He wanted to pee badly but was finding it hard to do, through his slightly waning erection. Focusing he got it started. A forceful jet shot forth in a steady arcing stream that landed several feet away. "Oh wow that feels a lot better I thought I would explode at first. What a relief." He said as he caressed the soft orbs. "Well now that we are all relieved maybe we should head for home. What do you think?" Pat said as she put her hand over his as he fondled her. "Yes it might not be a bad idea. And I'll treat you each to supper. This has been a terrific afternoon. If you have enjoyed it as much as I have what can one say." Roger said as he reluctantly let the soft breasts free. Put your bikinis in the towel for now. I'll wash them with the rest of my laundry okay." Bending down he folded the blanket and put it in his backpack. "That's nice of you, are you sure?" Pat asked as she slipped into her skirt. "No problem my pleasure. Yours as well Mai-lee." "Thank you, that is nice indeed." Mai-lee said as she undid the bottom of her costume and dropped it on the towel. She bent down to get her skirt, her cunt in full view and looking very alluring and sexy. She slipped into it and proceeded to undo the bra and dropped it on the towel. Her breasts pointy and excited, the nipples all puffy. She picked up her top and slipped it on. Doing up the bottom three buttons. Giving a really sexy view of her. Neither girl had put on their bras or panties. Bending down Roger rolled the towel up and slipped it into his backpack. He proceeded to slip his arms through the straps and pull it on. Crouching he grabbed the Hibachi and stood up. "This has been a great day, it's a shame it had to end." He said as he started strolling back to the truck "That's for sure. All good things come to a close seemingly too soon." Mai-lee said as she looped an arm around Pats waist and slipping her hand into the waistband of her skirt. Pat in turn put an arm around Mai-lee shoulder, letting it trail down to caress a warm partly covered breast. Roger half turned and asked. "Have you been to the Golden Dragon Mai-lee," as he did he saw Pats hand as it caressed the breast gently. "No I haven't what's it like?" Mai-lee replied as she squeezed Pats plump butt, slipping a finger into its warm crack. Gingerly curling it inward and rubbing it up and down. "What did you think of it Pat when we were there?" "Its really nice I'm sure you will like it. The food is really good as well." She said as she ran a finger around the swollen nipple. Getting to the truck Roger put the Hibachi in the back and then his backpack behind the seat. "You first Mai-lee." Pat said as she opened the door. "Ok, that's fine by me." With which she climbed in and slid close to Roger. And Pat got in and closed the door. "Are we all ok?" Roger said as he started the engine. Both girls said that they were okay. So Roger started for home. The bumpy farm road jostled them against each other. Mai-lee had an arm around Pats shoulders and the other in her lap, half on her leg and half on Rogers. Pat in turn had a hand on Mai-lee leg just above the knee. She rubbed her leg against Mai-lees, their legs felt warm against each other. And the feeling was inviting to her. Mai-lee slid her hand onto Rogers shorts and pressed it against them. Quietly rubbing it up and down. Running it down in between his thighs. He moved a leg a bit so her hand could slip down to gently rub his shorts over his balls. Roger reached and turned the radio on, then let his hand drop into his lap and onto Mai-lees hand as she rubbed the growing bulge in his shorts. "Mai-lee did you ever hear of love triangles. I've heard the term somewhere. Exactly what it is I'm not sure other than to guess." "A love triangle isn't that where three people have sex all together?" Roger asked as he fidgeted with his fly on his shorts. "As I understand it that is what it is. Three people all making love to each other simultaneously. It sounds very sexy, and a really exciting." "Wow now that does sound sexy...you are right I'd say very exciting." Pat said as she slid her hand in between Mai-lee legs. Caressing her inner thighs Slowly Roger unzipped his shorts and put his hand back on the steering wheel. Leaving Mai-lees hand at the open fly, where she slid her hand in and rubbed the throbbing bulge in Rogers's underpants. His excitation was nearing the critical point so he had to move the temptation away lest he cum in his pants. He did up the zipper. Hoping Pat hadn't seen, and yet wondered what she would think if she had. Seeing that she had mentioned about a love triangle. "Do you want to go straight for Chinese food or do you want to go home first." "Lets go straight to the Golden Dragon I for one am hungry. How about you Mai-lee?" "Same here, I'm hungry too." "Ok that settles it then. Supper it is. We can decide what to do afterwards, there." Roger said as he turned down Main Street. Pat had been caressing the soft thigh. And slowly the attention moved higher up till coming to the nub of her desire. It was All Soft, moist and crinkly. Mai-lee moved her leg so that it was up on Pats. Her need for more had negated all inhibitions. The fact that her skirt was all bunched up around her hips had no meaning at this point. Roger had sensed Mai-lee moving and glanced down and saw the sexy activity but said nothing. Putting his hand down to scratch his knee he slid it on to Mai-lees leg and fondled it. In so doing he pressed it against his. The hand on Pats shoulder was mussing her hair nervously as Mai-lee became more aroused and now nervous. Rogers caressing her was exciting and worrying her, much the way she had worried Pat with her sexy caresses previously. As Rogers's fingers found the spot of his attention he met two other fingers that were applying amorous caresses to the same place. They touched and softly rubbed each other. Only to continue making love to Mai-lees wet cunt for a few seconds. Putting her leg down and adjusting her skirt, as Roger drove into the restaurant parking lot. Her face was flushed and her legs felt a bit weak at the knees. This went along with a pounding heart. "I need to pee so bad." Mai-lee said. "You got me so excited between you. Fuck I won't make it to the bathroom." Pat opened the door and got out and Mai-lee followed her. She faced the truck and spread her legs as she lifted the hem of her skirt a bit and let forth a steady strong stream of pee that splashed on the pavement. "Oh man, fuck that was a close thing. I'm all nervous and excited. And starving." Mai-lee said as she slipped an arm around Pat and Rogers waists, hugging them too her. Getting to the door Roger stood aside and held the door, letting the girls go on in. "Good evening folks a table for three?" The waitress asked. "Can we have a booth please?" Roger said, smiling at the waitress. "Certainly sir, this way please." She replied pleasantly. They walked around a fountain that played softly. Falling into the pool around it. that had speckled goldfish swimming around in it. The waitress led them to a booth located in a corner. Next to it was a large earthenware pot with some sort of flowering tree in it. "How is this one sir?" The waitress asked. "Thank you this lovely." Roger said as he ushered the girls into the circular velveteen covered seat. Pat went first and grabbed his arm and pulled him in next to her and Mai-lee next. "Can I get you anything from the bar sir?" the waitress said as she handed the wine list to him. Looking down the list he saw St Helena Riesling on the list. "Can we have a the Riesling please" "The St Helena sir?" "Oh yes. Sorry I didn't see the other." "No problem. Thank you sir." The waitress said. Turning she walked away. Leaving them to sort out what they wanted from the menu. They decided on what they would like by the time the waitress returned with their wine and three glasses. She poured a sample taste and Roger nodded. After pouring their wine she took their order and departed, leaving them alone. "A simply lovely day," Pat said softly and added. "The company was sexy and romantic. Exciting beyond words. And the ride home was an exciting adventure as well." "That is for sure." Was all Roger had said, when Mai-lees foot gently rubbed against his shin. After a pause he added, "You are a very sexy lady Mai-lee and full of fun." The action had taken him by surprise and filled him with anticipation. "Listen to who is talking. Being sexy. I think you both are far more sexy than me mm!" Mai-lee said in a whisper as she continued to caress his leg under the table. They sat quietly sipping their wine and taking the ambiance around them. After several minutes the waitress came to the table with a stand and set it up and a second waitress put a full tray on it. "Please be careful the plates are hot." The second waitress said and left. The different dishes were set out on the table when their waitress said, "Enjoy your meal." And left them once again. "I have to ask, how close were you to cumming, in the truck?" Pat said quietly, her hand on Mai-lees thigh once again. "I was getting close but not quite there. You two had me really aroused for sure. It felt scarily exciting, I could have carried on to a climax right there if the situation allowed. Feeling your fingers in and on me was mind blowing." After taking a mouthful she continued saying "I think we all want the same thing but are embarrassed to say it, mm?" "It is so different and I think you have the idea, something new like this is a step out of the box. I know I want each of you. " Pat admitted nervously and softly then asked Roger. "What do you feel about that hon. Are you intrigued about it?" After a pause she whispered. "Should we be discussing it here really?" "I agree we should be somewhere private to discuss it really, but yes I'm intrigued by it." Roger replied, his face was flushed and his voice wavering. "I'm not sure what to think. Like you say it's totally out of the box." They sat quietly enjoying their meal and the wine. Conversation seemed out of place right now, they were at an impasse and mutually accepted it. Eventually Pat said "I have to pee I'll be back." She slid out from the table and left for the washroom. "That was a daring move you made while we were on the way here. I was enjoying it as well. I hope Pat didn't see though." Roger said a bit nervously. "Oh this you mean." Mai-lee said as she put her hand down and rubbed the front of his shorts. She reached up and found the zipper pull and eased it down. "That's better, a bit more comfortable, mm?" Her fingers were now on the front of his boxer shorts. She rubbed the soft material briefly. Then she did his zipper up again. "Wow, yes that's what I meant like you said." "Do you think Pat would mind if we made love? I have a feeling that she would enjoy watching. Like you enjoyed seeing us. I know I'd love to watch you and Pat enjoying each other." "Enjoy what?" Pat said as she came around the fountain. "I was saying that I would love to watch you and Roger make love together." Mai-lee said as Pat sat beside her. Roger sidled around followed by Mai-lee. She kept her hand on the seat next to Roger. "Pass me my glass sweetie please." Pat said softly. "Oh yes, here you are," he said as he passed the glass to her. "Did you enjoy seeing us together at the lake Roger?" Mai-lee asked quietly as she rubbed his leg. "It was like an erotic dream. Yet it was real, you both are really lovely girls and to see you together was like I said, a dream." Mai-lees hand had moved over and was slowly unzipping his shorts again. Her fingers deftly found the opening and slipped in. Finding the fold over opening she slid her fingers in and gingerly eased his prick out. At this point it was slack in her hand. But the warmth of her hand had an unnerving effect on it. His prick was beginning to become a full erection under the table. He couldn't get up and he was becoming very aroused and scared stiff, as to what to do. "If Roger has an erection Pat what should we do, any ideas." Mai-lee whispered. "Have you got one sweetie?" "Have I ever. Mai-lee such nimble and soft fingers." He stammered feeling really embarrassed. "I'll just have it outside of my underpants." He said softly as he slid his hands down to slip his erection into his shorts and zip them up. "Can I get you anything else," the waitress said as she got to the table. "Three coffees please." Roger said with a wary smile. The coffees arrived and they sipped on them and relaxed, letting their supper go down. "That was a lovely supper sweetie." Pat said and added after a pause. "What shall we do feel like doing?" "Why not get a Frisbee and go to the park for a while?" "Yeh, That sounds like a good idea, yeh why not." Pat agreed and added, "I'll buy the Frisbee. At Wal-Mart?" "OK, yes that's where out belated one came from." Reaching into his pocket he got a 5$ bill and handed it to Pat. "Here you go sweetie. You just do the running that's fine." "Thank you for the lovely supper Roger it was really enjoyable." Mai-lee said softly as his hand touched her leg, just above the knee. She pressed it against his and rubbed it up and down. Slowly he slid his hand along her thigh till it softly touched the small tuft of fur that was at the top of her love nest. "It was my pleasure. I had been really stupid earlier, as well. But it was my pleasure for sure." His reply showed how he felt about his guffaw at the lake. Teasing Tuesdays Ch. 01 The View from My Apartment Angela's name suited her perfectly, because, in my opinion, she resembled a cute, sexy, little blonde cherub. She was a beautiful 42 years-old woman, and wasn't at all fat, or even chubby. Her cheeks and oval face, however, made her look oh-so-sweet whenever she smiled, and Angela smiled often. Her friendly, bubbly personality was also a big factor in me thinking of her as a cherub, because Angela always brightened up my day, whenever I saw her. To complete the picture, she was 5'5" tall, with blue-gray eyes, medium-blonde hair, and a light complexion. Angela had dyed her natural light-brown hair to medium-blonde, and wore it in a classic bob cut that just touched her lovely shoulders. I eventually learned that her measurements were 36-26-38, and that she wore a 34C bra, and a size 8 dress. She reminded me of a younger, thinner, sexier version of Tipper Gore. I was 27 years-old, and had rented my large, third floor studio apartment from Angela and her husband. So, Angela was my landlady. Angela and her husband owned several nearby apartment buildings, that had originally been large, single family dwellings. My apartment had originally been the attic of a large single home, before the entire house had been converted into apartments. I had chosen my apartment because it had several skylights, and I could, actually, use it as an artist's studio. I'm only an amateur artist, but it was fun to be able to use my place for painting and photography, when I had the time. As Angela and I lived right next door to each other, we bumped into each other frequently. She had a large garden, and was often outside, in her jeans and tank tops, tending to it. About once a week, in the summer, she would stop by my apartment with tomatoes, or cucumbers, or something from her garden. I would often photograph her flowers, and, a few times, I even got her to pose for me, while she was working in her garden. Once, I talked her into posing, in her garden, wearing a pretty sundress and straw hat. I sent those photos to the local newspaper, and to the surprise of both of us, they were published in the "Home and Garden Section". All-in-all, we were on friendly terms, and even flirted with each other, on occasion. Angela's husband was another story. He was a lawyer, and was older than Angela, by about 10 years. We hardly ever spoke to each other. It wasn't that he was particularly unfriendly, it was more like he always seemed to be preoccupied. I had the impression that he didn't pay much attention to Angela. My computer desk was set up near a window that faced Angela's house. So, one day, when I heard hammering outside, I just turned in my chair to look out the window. Then, I saw that the noise was coming from some carpenters that were working in Angela's attic. The next time that she stopped by, I mentioned that I had seen the renovation work. Angela told me that her daughters were always bringing their girlfriends home from college on the weekends, and that they were converting the attic into another guestroom to make more room for them. As Angela was telling me this, she walled over to the window, and looked across at her house. After looking out, for a couple of seconds, she laughed and said, "I can see that I'm going to have to tell my daughter's friends to keep the curtains closed, and the shades down at night." She continued, "You can look directly at the bed of the new guestroom from this window." Angela was right. My window was about twenty-five feet away from her house, and directly across from the center window of her new guestroom. To add to that, my window actually looked slightly down and directly at the bed that was located in the middle of the room. I laughed and said jokingly, "Please don't do that, Angela." I continued, "I was really looking forward to watching your daughter's cute little coed friends prance around at night in their thong underwear. This is the only place in the neighborhood with that kind of a view, you know." I finished, "I bought that telescope, over there, just so that I could peep into your new guestroom at night. And, now, you're going to ruin it all for me," as I pointed to a small, brass, folding telescope that sat on a nearby shelf. The telescope remark wasn't really true, as I had owned that little telescope for years, and often carried it with me when I went hiking. But, pointing it out, as I did, served to enhance my little joke. Angela turned to face me with a smile, put her hands on her hips, in a matronly fashion, and said, "Oh, you like to watch pretty girls prance around in their underwear, do you?" "Yes. Yes, I do," I answered with a laugh, "And this way, it won't even cost me any money, like it does down at the nudie bar." Angela laughed and said, "Oh, you're a naughty, naughty boy, Greg!" She continued, "Don't you get enough pretty girls to prance around for you in their underwear, right here, in your little artist's studio?" "No. No, I don't," I said with a laugh, "An amateur artist, such as myself, can never talk enough pretty girls into prancing around for him in their underwear." Angela said, "Oh, really? And, just how many of your girlfriends have you managed to talk into posing for you, up here in your little love nest?" Then, she laughed, again, and added, "Excuse me. I meant to say 'your artist's studio'." "Unfortunately, none of them," I answered with mock sadness. She responded, "None of them? That's hard to believe!" "No, none of them," I answered, "My relationships with my girlfriends are all strictly platonic." "Don't quit your day job," Angela said with a smile, "Otherwise, you won't be able to afford to go down to the nudie bar anymore." We laughed, then Angela said, "So, none of your girlfriends have ever posed for you?" She continued, "I know that that's not true." She finished, "You're very sweet, Greg. Most men brag about their success with women." "I was taught," I answered, "that a gentlemen doesn't kiss and tell." I continued with a laugh, "Or look and tell, or whatever and tell." We talked for a little while longer, then Angela left, and I didn't give our conversation another thought. That is, I didn't give it another thought until a few days later, when things started to get interesting in the neighborhood. On Tuesday evening, after Labor Day, at around 8:00 PM, I was sitting at my computer, when I noticed a light go on outside, out of the corner of my eye. I glanced out the window and saw that the light had come from the center window of Angela's new guestroom. Angela was walking away from the window, so I assumed that she had just raised the shade. I didn't think anything of it, and continued working. A few minutes later, I looked up from the computer, to rest my eyes for a moment, and glanced out the window again. This time, I saw Angela walking around in her plain white bra and jeans. I said to myself in surprise, "What the hell?" Then, I looked more closely. As far as I could tell, the only shade that was up was the one on the center window of her guestroom, and the curtains were wide open. I was quite certain that Angela had seen me working on my computer, when she had opened the curtains and raised that shade. Then, I remembered my little joke of a few days before. "Interesting," I said to myself, "Very interesting." After thinking about it for a moment, I turned off my computer and the lights of my apartment. Then, I sat down, in the dark, to see what Angela was going to do next. First, Angela laid some blouses out on the bed. Then, she sat on the end of the bed and exchanged her flat shoes for high-heels. Next, she started trying on her blouses, one at a time. She put on quite a fashion show, alternating between looking at herself in the mirror, and turning and looking directly at my window. Angela looked cute, beautiful, sexy, and happy, all at the same time, as she slowly tried on the three blouses over a period of about fifteen minute. I could see that she, definitely, had a real woman's breasts, a good figure, and a nice ass. Those tight jeans and high-heeled shoes really helped to emphasize Angela's shapely butt. When, she was finished trying on her blouses, she simply walked over to the window, smiled, and pulled down the shade. I was pretty sure that the fashion show had not been an accident, so I immediately got up and turned my lights back on. When I looked out the window, I saw that Angela had pulled her window shade to one side, just a crack, and was peeping out at me. As soon as she saw me, she closed the shade completely. Now, I was absolutely certain that the fashion show had not been an accident. Nothing else happened until the following Tuesday, when I was coming home from work. As I walked up the sidewalk to my apartment, Angela waved to me from her front yard. She was watering her flowers, so I walked over to say hello. "Hi, Greg!" she said with her big cherub smile, "How are you doing today?" "Great!" I answered, "And you, Angela?" "I'm fine," she said, "But, I've still got a ton of work to do, to get the new guestroom ready for when my daughters brings their girlfriends home from college." She continued, "It's Eric's poker night, so I'll be working up there all evening, after he leaves." She finished with an even bigger smile, "And what about you, Greg? Will you be hard at work on your computer, again, tonight?" "Oh, yeah," I laughed, "I've got work that I need to get done this evening." I added, "So, I won't be going anywhere tonight." I finished, "Well, I'll see you later, Angela." "I'll see you later, Greg," Angela said with a big smile. Around 8:00 PM, I sat down at my computer. A few minutes later, I saw a light go on outside, out of the corner of my eye. I looked over, and, sure enough, the shade of the center window of Angela's guestroom was up, the lights were on, the curtains were open, and she was walking around, again, in her plain white bra, and jeans. So, I turned off my computer and the lights, and sat down to enjoy the show. As I watched, Angela laid some clothing on the bed. Then, she sat on the end of the bed, facing the window, and slowly removed her flat shoes and jeans, smiled and tossed them aside. Then, wearing only her plain white bra and panties, she walked out of my view. When Angela returned, she was wearing her dark high-heeled shoes. Although Angela was only wearing an everyday bra and panties, she filled them out very well. Her breasts looked full, and her stomach was smooth, with no sign of the love handles that a lot of women her age tend to develop. On top of that, Angela's high-heeled shoes made her apple-bottom ass look especially good. Angela admired herself, for a few moments, in a full-length mirror that was located off to the side. Then, she went over and moved the mirror to right alongside the window. With the mirror located in that position, Angela could look at herself, and I could look directly at the front of her, at the same time. Angela then proceeded to try on and model three sundresses. She would stand facing the window and slowly put on a dress. Then, she would pose and look at herself in the mirror, turning to see herself from every angle. When she was satisfied, she would take off the dress, still facing the window, and go over and pick out the next one. This time, the fashion show lasted almost half an hour. When Angela was finished, she, again, walked over to the window, with a big smile on her face, and pulled down the shade. This time, at the end of the show, I placed my telescope on the window sill, before turning on the lights. When I looked out my window, I, again, saw that Angela had pulled her window shade slightly to one side, and was, again, peeping out at me. As soon as she saw me, she closed the window shade completely. I sat down at my computer, smiled to myself and thought, "Well, this is interesting." Again, nothing more happened until the following Tuesday. This time, Angela waved to me from her front porch, as I was coming home from work. Then, she hurried over to talk to me. Angela told me that she had just had some furniture delivered, and asked if I would help her carry it upstairs. The furniture turned out to be only another full-length mirror, to match the one that she already had in her new guestroom. So, it was an easy job. While I carried the mirror upstairs, Angela said that her husband had gone directly to his poker game from the office, and that she really wanted to get the mirror upstairs, so that she could continue her work in the guestroom. We placed the matching mirror on the other side of the room's center window. Then, she smiled her cherub smile and asked me if I would be working on my computer, again, that evening. And so, "Teasing Tuesdays" became an established routine. Angela tried on swimsuits that evening. She would coyly turn her back to the window, to undress and put them on, but she made quite a show of modeling them in the mirrors. First, Angela tried on a conservative, one-piece flowered tank swimsuit, the kind that a woman her age would wear to the community pool. She preened and strutted around in it for a while, wearing her high-heeled shoes. Then, she took it off and put on a more revealing swimsuit. Her next swimsuit was a black wet-look one piece, cut high on the thighs, with a plunging scoop neckline, and a matching plunging scoop back. This was the kind of swimsuit that a woman would wear on a vacation in the Caribbean, where the neighbors couldn't see her. This time, Angela slowly ran her hands over herself as she modeled. She started with her stomach, then cupped each breast in her hand, then both breasts together. She turned her back to the window, and ran her hands over her ass. She even ran her hand lightly over the crotch of the swimsuit, as she faced the window. Angela, definitely, looked hot, and this swimsuit really did her beautiful boobs and apple-bottom ass justice. "Things are, definitely, getting more interesting in the neighborhood," I said to myself at the end of the show. The following Teasing Tuesday, the show got even better. This time, when I looked over, Angela was dancing, while wearing a simple white tank top, a dark knee-length skirt, and her high-heeled shoes. I couldn't hear the music, but as I watched, Angela slowly pulled her top over her head, and tossed it aside. She continued to dance, for a few minutes, in her plain white everyday bra, then she slowly unfastened her skirt and pushed it down over her knees. Then, she gracefully stepped out of the skirt, one foot at a time, and kicked it aside. Now, Angela was dancing in only her plain white bra and panties, and high-heeled shoes. This wasn't an outfit that any of the dancers down at the nudie bar would be caught wearing, but it was surprisingly hot, nonetheless. Angela continued dancing for a while, and then she surprised me. I didn't know whether or not Angela would undress completely again, but if she did, I expected her to turn her back to me. This time, however, she turned her back to me so that I could see her unhook her bra, but she turned around to face me while she slowly removed it.. When she had taken her bra completely off, she slowly held it out at her side, at arm's length, and let it drop to the floor. Angela had her big cherub smile on her face the whole time. Now, I could see, without a doubt, that Angela had a really nice set of boobs. I could tell that they were, definitely a C-cup, and that they were surprisingly firm, for an older woman. Her nipples were rosy-pink in color, and when she turned to the side, I could see them protruding from her breasts. Angela continued to dance for a while, then she turned her back to me, and grasped the sides of her panties with her hands. Next, she turned her head, so that she was looking over her shoulder at me, and bent forward while slowly pulling down her panties. As she was doing this, she wiggled her ass, in my direction, with that big cherub smile on her face. Angela danced, for a while, with her panties pulled partway down, barely covering her crotch, but leaving her beautiful ass cheeks exposed. At last, Angela turned her back to me again, pulled her panties all the way down, and then gracefully stepped out of them, one leg at a time. Then, she stood up and slowly held her panties out to the side, at arm's length, and let them drop to the floor. I could now clearly see that Angela had a truly nice ass. There was no sag or cellulite to be seen on that sexy apple-bottom. I know that, like most women, Angela thought that her ass was too big, but I thought that it was perfect. Hers was a real woman's ass, not some anorexic fashion model's skinny butt. To my surprise, Angela turned and faced the window, while continuing her dance. In truth, I hadn't expected her to do that. Now, I could clearly see that Angela's natural hair color was light-brown, from the wispy thatch of pubic hair between her legs. While she continued to dance, she started to ran her hands slowly over her body. Angela first fondled her breasts, cupping each one, and pinching her nipples. Then, she turned her back and wiggled her ass toward the window. Soon, she ran her hands slowly up and down over her sexy ass cheeks. When Angela turned in profile, she rubbed her ass with one hand, and her pussy with the other. Turning towards the window, she would alternate between slowly running her hands over her breasts, ass, and pussy, and exposing herself completely. Angela continued to dance, for several more minutes, wearing only her high-heeled shoes. Then, she walked over to the bed, put on a robe, smiled her cherub smile, and walked back to the window to pull down the shade. "Wow!" I thought to myself, "This is even better than the local nudie bar!" Soon, to my surprise, things got even better. Teasing Tuesdays Ch. 02 We had been playing "Teasing Tuesdays" for a month, when Angela stopped by my apartment. "Greg," she asked, "would you please do me a special favor?" "Sure, Angela, anything," I answered without hesitation, "What would you like me to do for you?" "Well, it's Eric's birthday, two weeks from yesterday," she said, "and I was thinking about giving him a set of boudoir photographs, of me, as a gift." She continued, "So, would you, please, be my photographer?" I was surprised by Angela's request, but, of course, I agreed to photograph her. She asked about the cost, and I said that I would do it for nothing, as a favor to a friend. We would, however, need to have a makeup artist on hand for the shoot. I told Angela that she could just pay for that expense. Angela was surprised by my desire to use a makeup artist, but I told her that if she wanted professional quality photographs, then that's what we should do. I called my friend Scarlet, who is a hair stylist and a makeup artist, and asked her if she would be interested in working the photo shoot. Scarlet said that she was interested, and I arranged to have her meet with Angela and me to discuss the arrangements. If I had to describe Scarlet in one word, that word would be "striking". Scarlet was a petite lady of 35, who stood 5'-2" in her stocking feet. Scarlet had the cutest little pixy face, green eyes, and the delicate, pale white skin of a natural redhead. Her most striking feature, however, was her hair. Scarlet wore her hair very short, in a crop cut, and had it dyed flaming, fire-engine red. Her flaming red hair, contrasted against her pale complexion, and the fact that she never wore anything other than black-on-black in public, made a truly striking fashion statement. I learned, at a later date, that Scarlet's tight, compact measurements were 34-24-30, and that she wore a 34B cup bra, on those occasions when she actually wore a bra. During our meeting with Scarlet, we discussed Angela's wardrobe, and how I intended to photograph her. Scarlet was very enthusiastic, and made a number of excellent suggestions, including the possibility of giving Angela a new hair color and hair style, just for the photo shoot. Angela was thrilled with the idea, and we set it up for her to go to Scarlet's beauty salon, on the following Tuesday afternoon, to have her hair done. We arranged to all meet, that same evening, at my place for the photo shoot. "So, next week," I thought to myself with satisfaction, "Teasing Tuesday will be held right in my studio apartment." Angela was the first to arrive for the photo shoot. When I opened the door and saw her, I was speechless for a few seconds. I, finally, managed to say, "Wow! You look fabulous, Angela! Come on in." I knew what Scarlet had planed to do with Angela's hair, but I hadn't expected the results to be so striking. The Angela that now stood before me was a platinum-blonde, with a classic Marilyn Monroe hairdo. Angela beamed, "Why thank you, Greg! I'm glad that you like it! She added, "I'm glad that you convinced me to get a professional to do my hair and makeup for these photos." Angela used the dressing screen, that was set up in one corner of my apartment to change into her first outfit, while we waited for Scarlet to arrive. Scarlet arrived, and a minute later, Angela came out wearing her first outfit. Scarlet clapped her hands and squealed in delight when she saw Angela. "Oh, that is so hot!" Scarlet cried, "It's cute and sexy at the same time!" Angela was wearing a classic French Maid costume. The ensemble started with a shiny black satin halter dress with a wide plunging white lace trimmed neckline, and a very short circle skirt. A short shiny white satin apron covered part of the front of the skirt, and under the short skirt she wore a matching very short shiny white satin petticoat. Under the petticoat, she wore a pair of shiny black satin panties with white lace ruffles. On her legs, Angela wore shear black back-seamed thigh-high stockings, that had a three-inch opaque band at the top, and were held up by garters. On her feet she wore classic black 3" high-heeled pumps. To complete the outfit, Angela worn a black-and-white frilly lace maid's cap, a shiny black satin choker, shiny black elbow-length gloves, and she carried a little white feature duster. I applauded when I saw Angela. She was giggling and her eyes were shining as she showed off her outfit. Scarlet got busy with Angela's makeup, while I double-checked the lighting and background arrangements for the photo shoot. We had decided to go with a naughty French bordello theme for Angela's boudoir photographs. I had put red satin sheets and pillow cases on my queen-size brass bed, and had draped the walls around the bed in red fabric. All-in-all, I was satisfied that my set, for the photo shoot, looked pretty damn good. Angela's lipstick was pinkish-red, and her fingernail and toenail polish matched her lipstick. Her eyelashes looked an inch long, and she wore a dark pearly eye shadow. In my opinion, Angela looked like a professional model. After I complemented Angela on her looks, and Scarlet on her great work, we got started on the photography. We positioned Angela in a variety of poses. Scarlet worked with me to coax the expressions out of Angela that would make her poses work for the camera. All three of us had a lot of fun doing the photo shoot. We had Angela pose leaning over the bed and looking back, as if she were making up the bed and was caught by surprise by a bordello customer. We had her lie on the bed, on her stomach, with her chin resting in one hand, to show off her impressive cleavage. We did some kneeling and standing poses, then we had Angela lie on the bed on her side, so that I could photograph her full-length. After all that, we took a break. Angela changed into her next outfit, and Scarlet touched up her makeup. Angela, next, wore a classic black lace bra, panties, and garter-belt set. The bra was low-cut, and really set off her beautiful C-cup breasts. She wore a V-cut thong panty, that accented her hips, and a wide waist-cincher-type garter-belt. Again, she wore her shear black back-seamed thigh-high stockings, and her classic black 3" high-heeled pumps. To complete the outfit, Angela worn her shiny black satin choker, and her shiny black elbow-length gloves. Again, we had Angela pose on the bed in a variety of positions. This time, however, we made many of the poses more risqué. For her last set of poses, Scarlet talked Angela into taking off both her bra and her panties. Scarlet convinced Angela to remove her clothing by first, removing her own tank top, to make Angela feel more comfortable, and then walking around topless, with her beautiful 34B cup breasts, and perky, rosy-pink nipples fully exposed. Scarlet had started to remove her leggings, to make Angela feel even more comfortable, but I stopped her from going any further. "Scarlet," I said, "It's already hard enough for me to concentrate with two beautiful, semi-clothed, women in the room. Please don't make it any harder for me to work." Angela and Scarlet both laughed, and stole glances at the bulge in my jeans. For her last set of poses, Angela covered her breasts with one arm, and her crotch with the other hand. That's when I learned that Scarlet had given Angela a full bikini wax, as well as the new hairdo. Angela smiled seductively, and gave us her best "come hither" look, as I photographed her without her bra and panties. I thought that she looked hotter wearing the garter-belt, stockings, shoes, gloves, and accessories, than if she would have been completely naked. Angela shifted her poses from lying on her side to lying on her back, all the while, fig-leafing herself with her hands and arms. With Angela, for all intends, naked, and Scarlet running around half-naked, the bulge in my jeans was getting bigger. But, I managed to complete the photo shoot. Angela was bubbling over with excitement, and thanked both Scarlet and me for making the photo shoot possible. She winked at me and said, "And my special thanks to you for giving me the confidence that I needed, to do this." She finished, "You made me feel that I was still attractive enough to be seen in my lingerie." That meant nothing special to Scarlet, but I knew that Angela was referring to our Teasing Tuesdays sessions. I promised to edit and print the proofs by Friday evening, to give both Angela and Scarlet a chance to look and comment on them, before I printed out the final photographs. Angela and Scarlet both came over to my apartment, on Friday evening, to look at the proofs. They were both very pleased with the results, and all three of us picked out the photographs that were our personal favorites. In the end, Angela chose three photos to be printed and framed, and another dozen to be put into a photo album. She told us that she was planning to wear her French Maid outfit next Tuesday evening, so that when Eric came home from work she would give him a real birthday surprise. As an aside, Angela remarked that her outfit should get his attention, even if he had barely noticed her new hairdo. On Saturday, I printed out the selected photos, framed them, and made up the photo album. I called up Angela and told her that she could come over and get hem, whenever she wanted. Angela came right over, and was thrilled with the finished photographs. As she was leaving, I laughingly told her that if I were her husband and she greeted me at the door in that French Maid outfit, that I wouldn't let her out of the bedroom for, at least, a week! Angela phoned me, on Sunday, and told me that she had shown her boudoir photos to her two daughters and their coed friends that were there for the weekend. Angela said that the girls all loved her photographs, and now they wanted to have boudoir photographs taken of themselves, for their boyfriends. I laughed and said, "Send the girls right over, Angela." "Stay away from my daughters," Angela laughed. "Well, then send over your daughter's girlfriends," I replied. "Good bye, Greg," Angela said pleasantly, and hung up the phone. I had no reason to expect a Teasing Tuesday session on Eric's birthday, and I didn't see, or talk to, Angela again until the day after her "surprise party". I couldn't resist calling her, on Wednesday, to find out how her husband had liked her special gifts. Unfortunately, Angela was very upset, but would only say that things did not go as planned, and that she really didn't want to talk about it. After knowing how excited Angela had been about her special birthday present for her husband, I really felt very badly for her. I sent her a bouquet of flowers, to, hopefully, cheer her up a little bit. I had the card read, "For The Angel Who Lights Up My Life - Your Secret Admirer". On Sunday afternoon, to my surprise, Angela knocked on my door. I could immediately see that she was upset, and invited her in. Angels thanked me for the flowers, then told me what had happened on her husband's birthday. Angela told me that when Eric saw her in the French Maid outfit, he acted more anxious, nervous, and embarrassed, than anything else. He complemented her profusely over the boudoir photos, but rushed her through supper. He told her that a very important client was going to be at his poker game that night, and then he left. She said that, like on most Tuesday nights, he didn't come home until around 2:00 AM. Angela went on to say that things had not been right between Eric and her for a long time. She had suspected, for some time, that he was seeing another woman. On Wednesday, she had called a private detective agency, to have her husband followed, to verify whether or not her suspicions were correct. Angela said that on Thursday evening, her husband had asked her to put on the French Maid outfit, again, for him. This time, however, she told him to go to hell. Angela said that her suspicions about her husband were correct, as the detective had called and told her that he had just taken pictures of her husband with a local exotic dancer, at a private apartment. She was going to have the detective continue to follow her husband for a few more days, to get some more pictures, but there was now no doubt about what Eric was doing. There wasn't much that I could say, after hearing Angela's story. But, I told her that I was very sorry, and that she deserved better treatment from her husband. I added, that I thought her husband was ten kinds of a jerk, to be ignoring her and chasing other women. Then, I held her while she cried on my shoulder. When Angela finally stopped crying, she kissed me on the cheek, thanked me for listening., and left. After all that had happened, there was no Teasing Tuesday that week, and I didn't see Angela again until Thursday. She told me that the detective had verified that her husband was with his dancer girlfriend on Tuesday night, rather than playing poker with the boys. She said that his girlfriend was actually younger than their two daughters. I asked Angela what she was going to do, and she said that she was going to file for divorce, within a couple of weeks. Again, I told her that I was very sorry, and that I didn't understand why her husband would cheat on a beautiful, caring woman like herself. At that point, I thought that our Teasing Tuesdays were completely over. But, as I was working at my computer on the following Tuesday evening, I saw that guestroom light go on again, out of the corner of my eye. When I looked out, I saw that Angela was walking around in her new guestroom wearing her French Maid outfit. I could, also, see a large sign propped up on the bed. "O.K." I said to myself, "what now?" Without even bothering to turn out the lights, I took my telescope, and looked at the sign. It read "Boudoir Maid Services - Call for Special Appointment". At the bottom of the sign there was a telephone number. I was shocked, but then I thought, "Hey, what the hell!", and called the number. Angela turned to face the window when she answered her phone. In a playful voice she said, "Boudoir Maid Services. Would you like to schedule a special appointment, monsieur?" "Yes," I stammered, "Yes, I would." I continued, "Would you please send your most beautiful, sexiest boudoir maid over to my apartment A.S.A.P.?" I finished, "I would prefer that she be a platinum-blonde with a great figure and a beautiful smile, if it's at all possible." "Oui, monsieur," she answered, as she smiled and waved to me, "As you wish." Then, she walked over and closed the shade. A few minutes later, I watched from my window as Angela walked across to my apartment building wearing a rain coat. I got up and quickly closed all of my own window shades, and soon heard a knock on my door. Angela was standing there with a big smile on her face when I opened the door. She said, "You called for a boudoir maid, monsieur?" I answered, "Yes, please come in." I added, "Allow me to take your coat, mademoiselle." I took her coat, and turned to face Angela. She looked at me for a moment, and walked up and kissed me gently on the mouth. I embraced her, and we held that kiss a long time. "And to what do I owe this pleasure, mademoiselle?", I whispered. Angela smiled and looked into my eyes, and said, "I decided that it was time to wear this outfit for someone who would actually appreciates it." "Oh, I definitely appreciate it, especially with you in it!", I said as we kissed again. "Perhaps it's time for my sexy little boudoir maid to serve us some champagne," I said. "Oh, I'd like that!" she squealed in delight, then kissed me hard. I happened to have a bottle of local champagne in the refrigerator. I opened it, and Angela served us on the sofa. After we toasted each other, I said, "Now, I think that you should come over here and sit on my lap, while I think about what I should have you do around here." Angela smiled her cherub smile, climbed on my lap, and said, "And just what do you have in mind, monsieur?" We kissed and made out like teenagers. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against her lips. After a moment's hesitation, Angela accepted my tongue, and we French-kissed for a long while. With one arm around her shoulders, I began to run my other hand over her beautiful body. Slowly and gently I caressed her lovely breasts, feeling their firmness through her clothing. I slowly ran my hand over her stomach, ass, and legs while Angela hugged me, and we continued kissing. After long minutes of fondling, I place my hand on her bare inner thigh, and slowly moved it towards her crotch. Angela moaned, and spread her legs wider to accommodate me. I reached her frilly panties, and Angela moaned again. I repositioned Angela, so that she was lying lengthwise across the sofa with her shoulders resting on my lap. With one arm around her shoulders, I continued to fondle her with my other hand. I ran my hand slowly and gently over the crotch of her panties, alternating between up and down strokes, and small, circular motions. Angela's reached up to kiss me, and her breathing became heavier. Soon, her moans became louder and more frequent. "I think that it's time that you turned down the bed for the evening," I said. Angela smiled up at me and gave me a slightly puzzled look. Then, she remembered that she was my boudoir maid for the evening and said, "Oh, that's my job, isn't it?" She slowly got up, took my hand, and lead me towards the bed. "Oh, but where are your red satin sheets," Angela asked. "They're here in a drawer," I answered, "Do you want to put them on the bed?" Angela hesitated for a second, then said, "Oh, yes, Greg, I do! It will be just like in my photos!" She added, "That was so much fun! Yes, let's use the red satin sheets again!" "O.K.," I said, "but making up the bed is the maid's job." I handed her the sheets and continued, "Here you go. Get to work." Angela smiled and stuck out her tongue, but she quickly changed the sheets. When she had finished, I kissed her, picked her up, and laid her on the bed. I removed her shoes, then kicked off my slippers, and laid down beside her. We continued our slow foreplay. We were both very aroused, so I gently rolled Angela onto her side, and unhooked the halter of her short French Maid's dress. I rolled her onto her back, again, and slowly pulled down the bodice of her dress. I admired her beautiful breasts for a moment, and then began to caress them with my hand. Angela's breasts were a C-cup and firm, with reddish-brown areolas that were about an inch in diameter, and thick swollen nipples that protruded out almost half an inch. They looked absolutely succulent. I fondled her breasts, alternating between them, and tweaked her nipples with my fingers. I leaned over and softly kissed her breasts, and sucked her erect nipples into my mouth, one at a time. Angela moaned softly, held my head against her bosom and said, "Yes, kiss my breasts! That feels so nice!" I kissed and fondled her breasts for a long while, before finally moving back up to her mouth. After tongue-kissing her, I gently pulled Angela up into a sitting position and said, "I think that it's time to take this off," as I slowly pulled up her short halter dress. Angela lifted her arms over her head to allow me to take the dress completely off. We both laid back down on the bed, and I kissed Angela on the mouth, and slowly ran my hand down her breasts, stomach, and over her very short white satin petticoat. I gently caressed her pussy through her remaining clothing for a short while, before slowly pulling the petticoat up to her waist. I ran my hand slowly over Angela's black lacy garter belt, and down to her black satin panties with the white lace ruffles. She moaned with renewed arousal as I gently ran my hand over her pussy, though her damp panties. Teasing Tuesdays Ch. 02 I kissed her hard on the mouth and sat up. "It's time to take these off," I said as I tugged gently at her panties. Angela giggled and said, "You'll have to unsnap the garters, first." "Oh, but I wanted you to leave those sexy black stockings on," I said. "That's O.K." Angela giggled, "They're stay-up stockings." I unsnapped the garters from Angela's stockings, and gently turned her onto her side so that I could unhook her garter belt. I rolled her onto her back again, and slowly removed her garter belt. As I started to gently tug on Angela's panties, she stopped me and said, "No, first take off your shirt." Then, she added, "And I want to take these gloves off, too." "Oh, but those gloves are so sexy!" I said. "But, I want to be able to feel you with my hands," Angela answered. I laughed and said, "All right. I can see that I'm going to have to buy you some fingerless gloves." I helped Angela take off her gloves. She sat up on the edge of the bed and helped me to pull off my shirt. Angela unbuckled my belt and said with a smile, "Now the pants. Get them off, too." After I had taken off my pants, she ran her hand over the bulge in my boxer shorts and said, "Hum! Very nice! Now, let's get those shorts off." I laughed and said, "No, not yet." I continued, "You're my boudoir maid for the evening, and I'm going to take these off first," as I reached for her panties. Angela smiled sweetly and laid back down on the bed. I tugged at her panties, and she lifted her ass to allow me to slowly take her panties completely off. Angela laid there wearing only her shiny black choker, her short shiny white satin petticoat pushed up around her waist, and her shear black back-seamed thigh-high stockings. Her pussy was completely bare from her bikini waxing and there was a faint sheen of moisture on her vulva. I could clearly see that her outer labia were soft and puffy, and her inner lips were long and thick, and the same color as her succulent nipples. I quickly took some lubricant, from the nightstand drawer, and squeezed some onto my fingers. Lying back down, I tongue-kissed Angela while I touched her naked pussy, gently rubbing her entire vulva with my lubricated fingers. Angela moaned and spread her legs wide to give me complete access to her pussy. I rubbed her slowly and gently, alternating between up and down, back and forth, and circular motions. Angela moaned louder, and thrust her pussy up into my hand. Soon, Angela began to rock her hips in rhythm with my strokes on her pussy. I increased the pressure of my hand, and bent my head down to suck on Angela's hard, nipples. I slowly pushed one finger into her wet pussy and held it there. After a short while, I began to slowly stroke my finger in and out of her pussy, as I gently rubbed her clit with my thumb. Angela moaned and held my head to one of her nipples, as she tweaked her other nipple with her own hand. I gently pushed a second finger into her wet pussy, starting a steady in and out rhythm, while continuing to rub her clit with my thumb. Angela rocked her hips in rhythm with my hand, and within a few minutes she moaned loudly and her body convulsed. Her pussy contracted, briefly, around my fingers in her climax. Slowing, but not quite stopping the motion of my hand, I looked at Angela. Her body was covered with a light sheen of sweat, and she was smiling her cherub smile. "Oh, come here, you," she said as she pulled me to her and kissed me deeply. As we ended our kiss, Angela said, "Now, let's get those shorts off." I laid back, and she pulled down one side of my shorts while I pulled down the other. I removed my socks, and Angela reached for my eight inch long, two inch thick, rock-hard cock. She said, "Oh, very nice! Very, very nice! A girl could get very spoiled by this!" "Just a second," I said, as I removed her hand from my cock, and sat up to get a condom from my nightstand drawer. I put on the condom, laid back down next to Angela and said, "Now, where were we?" Angela grasped my rock-hard cock again, and giggled. She said, "I think that we were about to do something with this!" We French-kissed while Angela held my cock in her hand. I pried her hand away from my cock, and moved down the bed to kneel between her legs. Angela was a little tight, but I entered her very slowly. She gasped as I started, then relaxed and said, "Oh, that feels so good!" I slowly pushed my cock all the way into her warm, wet pussy. Putting my weight on one elbow, I began a slow, gentle in-and-out rhythm. With my free hand, I fondled Angela's breasts, and kissed her hard on the mouth. After a few minutes, I increased the speed of my movements. When I had established a strong, steady rhythm, I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and began thrusting my cock into her pussy and my tongue into her mouth, at the same time. I kneaded her breasts forcefully, while alternating back and forth between them, and pinching her nipples with my fingers. After a few minutes, she moaned loudly, and convulsed with her second orgasm of the evening. Within a minute, I gasped and thrust deep into Angela's pussy as I came. I spurted a few more times, and then slowed my thrusts. I was still rock-hard, but now I needed a fresh condom. I slowly withdrew my still hard cock from Angela's warm, very wet pussy. We were now both drenched in sweat, and Angela was smiling angelically up at me. She said, "Oh, that was wonderful! You don't know how much I need that!" Leaning over, I kissed her and whispered, "We're not finished, yet!" I continued, "Don't go away. I'm going to put on a fresh condom, then I'll be right back." Angela said in surprise, "Oh my god! You're still hard?" "Yes, I am," I said, "Don't go away," as I walked towards the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I cleaned up quickly, and put on a fresh condom. I walked back out to Angela with my still rock-hard erection waving in front of me. Angela was lying on her side, smiling her cherub smile, when I returned. As I leaned over to kiss her, she reached down and grasped my still rock-hard cock. She smiled and said, "My god, Greg, you really do know how to show a girl a good time!" I laughed and laid down again next to Angela. We embraced and kissed, and I rolled her onto her back. After a long embrace, I moved down between her legs and entered her again. This time, her pussy was very wet and relaxed, and I penetrated her with my cock, to my full length, in one smooth motion. Placing my arms beneath Angela, I held her firmly by the shoulders while establishing a strong, steady rhythm. I intentionally ground my hairy chest into her boobs, and alternated between kissing her neck, nibbling on her ears, and tongue-kissing her. Angela wrapped her arms around me and, after a while, her breathing became labored again. I supported my weight on one elbow and fondled her breasts with my free hand. I pinched her swollen nipples hard, and rolled them between my fingers, first one, and then the other. I moved my head down so that I could suck on, and gently bite her nipples. Angela rolled her head from side to side and moaned. Within a few minutes, she bucked her hips, moaned loudly, and her pussy contracted, again, around my hard cock in her third orgasm. I place my arms beneath her, held her firmly by the shoulders, and kissed her gently while continuing my strong, steady rhythm. After a while, Angela looked up at me and said, "My god! You still haven't come yet!" "No," I said, "Do you want me to stop?" "No," she said, "No, this is wonderful! Please, don't stop!" Angela began to tongue-kiss me, while grabbing my ass with both of her hands and pulling me more deeply into her pussy. After a few minutes, her breathing became more labored. I buried my face in Angela's shoulder, while she held me with both arms. Soon, she bucked hard, and let out a guttural moan. Again, her pussy contracted around my cock in another orgasm. Within a few seconds, I followed Angela and spurted my come as I thrust deep into her pussy. I slowed to short gentle thrusts, while my cock, finally, grew soft. When I was completely soft, I pulled out of Angela's pussy and laid down on my back beside her. "That was wonderful!" Angela said, as she rolled onto her side and laid her head on shoulder. We held each other like that for a long time. Finally, Angela said, "Thank you, Greg, for making me feel desirable, again." "You are desirable, Angela," I said, "There should never have been any doubt in your mind about that." "I know that, now," she said, "Thank you." Angela filed for divorce the next day, but that's another story.