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Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 01

By: Artist1



After struggling to get by as an actor and playwright in New York for nearly 10 years, I was tired of having to hustle for money and wait tables to pay the rent. I needed a change but it seemed that there were few honorable and stimulating career options in our bleakly market-driven society. In my theater world I was sometimes called upon to write reviews and participate in conference discussions where I came in contact with people with PhD after their names. One of these, a young professor named Susan encouraged me to pursue an academic career. I had to admit that the idea of teaching, reading, and writing about the performing arts, not to mentions summers off, sounded pretty appealing. With some excellent coaching from Susan about the application process, I was accepted to a top-ranked graduate program in performing arts in Los Angeles, California. 

By consulting the campus housing office I found an incredible situation: a cottage in Santa Monica with a private garden and hot tub. The rent was on the high side but after slumming it so long I was ready for a little luxury. Being a student again came as a shock, I felt thrust back into the infantile position of jumping through hoops for a professor and a bureaucracy but I was determined to suck it up for the prize at the end. 

The program required that all first year grad students take a seminar notorious for its heavy, theoretical reading load. The silver lining of this ordeal was the close relationships forged among one's cohort. There were twelve of us but of these, three caught my attention and imagination. Francisca was the only local Angeleña. She was articulate and confidant, had glowing, coffee-colored skin, and large, bright eyes. About 5'2" with short, tousled hair, and a petite build, she was a pixie, but a kick-ass sort of pixie who attracted me immediately. Jane was from Atlanta, African-American, taller than Francisca and much more curvy. Her hair and overall appearance was more professional looking than most of us but her clothes were enticingly form-fitting and always showed some cleavage. She was very friendly and out-going. Pauline, from Virginia, had wild curls of fine blond hair, blue eyes, a slim torso with a nice round ass encased in her tight jeans. She was rather quiet and self-effacing in seminar, but could be very talkative after the professor left the room.

At the end of our first week, we all agreed to meet at the brew pub a block from campus. We commandeered a large booth and ordered pizzas and pitchers of beer and got to know each other in increasingly high spirits. Squeezing back into the booth with two more pitchers, I found myself sitting between Jane and Pauline. Jane was really funny and Pauline and I were laughing until tears came from our eyes. They were both leaning against me and casually touching me as we laughed and teased each other. The subject of housing came up and when I told them about my hot tub, Jane said: "so what are we doing here?" 

"Do you want to come over?" I asked them. 

"Yeah, let's drink up and go," Jane replied. 

Pauline looked hesitant. "Don't tell me you're shy" said Jane. "Come on, there's only one cure for that." 

Pauline laughed at herself and said "Okay. First time for everything I guess."

When we got to my place, I went to get towels and Jane and Pauline went to the bathroom. When they came outside they were laughing and Jane teased Pauline, "shame on you-stealing from your granny." 

"Shut up" Pauline protested, "change the subject." 

"Sounds interesting," I pried. 

"I need a beer" declared Pauline and grabbed a bottle from the six-pack we picked up on the way. 

"So you're not going to tell me?" I continued. 

Jane couldn't resist saying "she was wearing some of those granny underwear and I made her take 'em off." 

Pauline was laughing too and said, "okay, you've embarrassed me enough. Are we going to take a hot tub or not?"

I lifted the cover off the steaming tub and started pulling my clothes off. The two young women quickly followed suit and we all slid into the water, the moonlight glistening on our bodies. We continued joking and laughing as I enjoyed the delicious sight of bare breasts bobbing in the water. Pauline had perky B-cups that looked perfect on her slim torso. I wanted to reach over and caress them. Jane had full, rounded breasts, with big dark nipples that stood out. I wanted to suck and bite them. These thoughts had just crossed my mind when I felt a foot against my thigh. "You know what would feel good?" Jane asked and then answered her own question. "A massage. We can trade but do me first." And she rubbed her foot against my leg again. 

"I'll do your feet." I said. "Pauline, why don't you take Jane's back?" I suggested. Pauline moved behind Jane and started to rub her neck and shoulders as I pulled on each of her toes. Jane moaned her approval as we continued. After a thorough foot rub, I started to massage Jane's calves up to her knees. 

"That feels so good" she said. Jane closed her eyes and I looked at Jane's sexy body with lust. I let my hands slide just over Jane's knees to glance her thighs then pulled away, then did it again. Jane grabbed my hands with hers and placed them firmly on her thighs. Pauline looked up questioningly but continued rubbing Jane's back. Jane moaned and spread her legs a little more, then used her feet to pull me closer to her. She opened her eyes and looked at me, took my hand and placed it on her hairless mons. I silently began to caress her mons and then her pussy lips while she closed her eyes with a sigh. 

Pauline soon noticed what was going on but didn't say anything. She stopped massaging Jane who reached back for Pauline's hands and slowly placed them over her own breasts. I watched Pauline's lightly tanned fingers tentatively touch Jane's rounded breasts. Jane was in a world of sensation with her eyes closed and mouth slightly open. I kissed her lips and felt her tongue dart out to meet mine. I pulled back and concentrated on her pussy and was excited to see that Pauline was now pulling and squeezing Jane's nipples, making them swollen and erect. I put a finger inside Jane's pussy and drew circles around her clit with my thumb. Jane was pulling me closer with her feet and making little cries. As Pauline pulled Jane's nipples, she started to lick and bite Jane's neck. 

"Harder" Jane breathed out between her little cries. 

Pauline and I attacked Jane's clit, pussy, nipples and neck with intensity bringing her to shuddering orgasm. Jane pulled me to her face for a deep kiss, and then kissed Pauline with equal enthusiasm. "Sweetie, you're next" Jane told Pauline.

Pauline hadn't said anything and had a look that was part deer in the headlights, part smoldering tigress. "Pauline, is this alright?" I asked her. 

"I don't know. I think so," she said. 

"Remember," Jane told her, "a first time for everything." 

"I think I would like a massage," said Pauline. 

I got behind Pauline and touched her slender back, running my hands down to where her hips swelled out to her rounded ass. I loved touching her and smelling her wild hair as it brushed my face. Jane started on Pauline's feet but was soon rubbing all over Pauline's body. Pauline leaned back against me until she was stretched out above me as Jane and I explored her body. 

My cock was hard and I was sure Pauline could feel it against her lower back. Jane started kissing Pauline and I felt a hand grab my cock and begin stroking up and down. I didn't know whose hand it was. I presumed the more aggressive Jane but I removed one hand from Pauline's nipple and placed my hand on the one on my cock and followed the wrist and arm up to Pauline's shoulder. This was so hot. I was loving my new life if this was any indication of what was to come. 

As Pauline stroked my cock and wriggled her slim body against mine, Jane pulled Pauline hips up high enough to dive into her pussy with her lips and tongue. Now it was Pauline's turn to sigh and moan until reaching her orgasm. The three of us held each other in the warm water which had lost a few degrees of heat since we had entered it. 

"This is hot but I'm getting a little cold," said Jane. "Can we go inside?"

"Of course," I replied. After drying off with the towels, I brought Jane and Pauline inside my studio, still warm from the day, where we all lay down on the bed. I lit a few candles and brought glasses of water which we gulped down. 

"So, Liam," said Jane, "are you ready for your massage?" I just smiled and nodded, looking back and forth between the two lovely creatures who lay naked in my bed. "I've got some nice oil," Jane said, rummaging in her bag. They laid me on my stomach and gave me a great massage, at first just using their hands. Soon I could feel oily breasts rubbing all over my back and legs and then Pauline's whole body sliding up and down mine. 

"Let's turn this over and see what we've got," said Jane. 

Despite all the beer and hot water, I was very hard when I lay on my back, gaining appreciative sounds from my two masseuses. They began to softly caress me all over but avoided my cock at first. As they rubbed my chest they took turns kissing me, at first softly and then more passionately, sometimes breaking to kiss each other just above my face. This was really hot. "You must be dying to come," said Jane, "but I don't think you'll mind if this lasts a little longer." 

"You can do anything you want to me" I replied, pretty certain that it would be wonderful. 

Jane slid down and placed her breasts around my cock. She rubbed me all over with her nipples then pushed her breasts together, squeezing my cock between them. This looked and felt really great. Jane moved a little further down and licked and sucked the head of my cock for a few moments then noticed that Pauline's face was right next to hers. Pauline's blue eyes shone with excitement. 

Pauline was looking at my cock closely. "Lick it" Jane told her, grabbing my balls in one hand and gently guiding Pauline's head with the other. Pauline had a glazed look as she tentatively touched the head of my cock with her tongue, then began making long licks up and down. Jane took Pauline's hand and placed it on my balls, showing her how to rub them as she licked me. It dawned on me that this might be Pauline's first blow job. The whole scene with two women pleasuring me was impossibly erotic. 

Jane moved up and placed a nipple in my mouth. "Bite it" she said. I licked and sucked and nipped and gently chewed Jane's nipples as she moaned and Pauline meanwhile had placed my cock head between her lips while stroking my shaft with one hand and my balls with the other. Her tongue caressed the head of my cock while I bit down on Jane's hard nipples making her yelp. But she immediately pushed her nipple back between my lips for more. 

"Where're your condoms" she asked. I pointed to the night table and Jane opened the drawer to pull out the box I had providently placed there when I unpacked just two weeks earlier. Pauline pulled her mouth off of my cock and asked "was it good?"

"You have no idea," I answered. "Come here and kiss me."

As Pauline moved up to sweetly kiss my lips while touching my face, Jane unrolled a condom onto my cock and positioned herself above me. "I know you're about to burst but just let me and Pauline have a little more of this first, okay?" asked Jane. 

Jane used her fingers to part her wet pussy lips and slid down onto my cock. Seeing her dark, curvy body, shining with oil in the candlelight, while Pauline kissed my face, neck and chest, I felt as if I was in a new world of pleasure. Jane rubbed her own clit while she rode me with her slick pussy that felt hot to my cock and quickly brought herself to an orgasm. 

"Okay Pauline, now you get to make him cum. Get that sweet little pussy of yours down here right now." Pauline obeyed Jane's order and straddled me. Jane laid down by my side, caressing my chest and said, "I want to watch this."

Pauline pushed herself down onto my cock slowly until she had the whole thing inside her. She leaned forward with her hands by my shoulders and began to pivot her hips, sucking me in and out of her pussy. Her pussy felt very tight around my cock, like a hand gripping and pulsing as she fluidly fucked me. Jane was whispering in my ear: "she looks so good fucking you with her sweet little pussy, sweet little Pauline just sucked your dick with her mouth, now sweet little Pauline is sucking your dick with her little pussy." 

Jane kept up this verbal encouragement as I reached up to caress Pauline's breasts and gently pull her nipples. Pauline was flushed and uttered loud exhalations, interspersed with soft moans. "You're just a machine, Liam, you still haven't come. You brought us so much pleasure, two sexy women, and now you're going to cum so hard as Pauline fucks your cock." 

Pauline started moaning louder and pushing harder against me, Jane was flicking my nipples with her fingers and urging me on and I pushed up into Pauline. "Fuck her, fuck her little pussy, fill that little pussy with your hard cock, fill that little pussy with your hot come!" Pauline cried out her orgasm and I spurted with an intensity that was almost painful. I spurted again and again, grabbing Pauline's hips and pounded into her until my orgasm subsided. Pauline collapsed upon me, slippery with sweat, kissed me then rolled to one side. On my other side, Jane pulled the sheets up to cover us and we all fell asleep, exhausted.

I woke up sometime before dawn when Jane got up to use the bathroom. I turned and put my arm around Pauline, spooning her. "That feels really nice" she whispered. Pauline took my hand and placed in on her breast. My cock hardened against Pauline's ass. "Oh wow" Pauline softly exclaimed, then turned to face me, kissing me passionately while grabbing my cock with both hands. Pauline looked at me sleepily, her hair sticking out in a thousand directions. She kissed me again and then started to kiss down my chest to my stomach and then my cock. Laying her head down on the mattress beside me, Pauline grabbed my ass and began pulling my cock into her mouth. It felt good but I needed a little more movement. 

I placed a hand on Pauline's head and gently pushed to accentuate the sensations of her mouth on my cock. Pauline kept pulling my ass and slurping on my cock as I guided her head and soon I was spurting come into her mouth. She looked up at me, a dribble of come on her lips. She smiled at me and swallowed. "Was that alright?" I asked, not sure if I had been too forceful. 

"You can do anything you want," she said, and moved back up to lie in my arms. 

Jane came back to bed and spooned me. Her full boobs felt really good against my back but I needed more sleep and was soon back in dreamland. The next time I awoke, it was because Pauline had gotten up to go to the bathroom. Jane reached down to caress my cock which rose to the occasion once again. I turned to kiss and fondle Jane then worked my way down to her pussy and licked her to a quiet orgasm. As I looked up, Pauline was watching us with a wistful expression. "Are you okay?" asked Jane. 

"How is this going to work?" Pauline asked.

"Come here," Jane told her. Pauline sat down on the bed, looking uncomfortable. "This is new for you, right?" Jane asked Pauline. 

"Uh huh," Pauline nodded. "I had the same boyfriend through college and I guess our sex life was pretty vanilla," she added. 

Jane said, "well, I'm not looking for a boyfriend or a girlfriend but I'd get with either one of you or both of you together again. Last night was great." Jane continued, "what do you say, Liam?"

"That sounds great to me, I'd love to be with both of you again," I replied. Pauline's posture suggested withdrawal, her expression was blank. I wondered if she was morally conflicted, or did want a boyfriend, or was just hung-over, but I knew she wasn't as easygoing about what had happened as Jane. I told her "Pauline, if you're open to exploring this some more, I'd love it, but if this was an experiment that you're more comfortable putting behind us, I can respect that and still want to be your friend."  

Pauline's posture shifted and she looked at us. "Can I think about it?" she asked. 

"Sure," Jane replied. 

"Of course," I added. I suggested a local café for breakfast and we all got dressed and went out to satisfy other appetites.

Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 02



The next week in seminar, Jane was her usual self but Pauline seemed withdrawn, but of course that was also her usual self. I asked her to have coffee afterwards and we found a quiet corner of a plaza to sit. After debriefing on the seminar I asked her, "How are you feeling?" Pauline didn't respond at first.

"Kind of weird," she said, continuing, "intellectually, I don't see anything wrong with casual sex, and I did really enjoy our encounter, but a part of me feels uncomfortable, like I'm breaking some rules that are there for a reason. I was brought up very Christian, and while my views have become much more open, a part of me is still ruled by those...well, I'm not sure if they're moral principles, ingrained habits, just hang-ups or something more complex." 

I nodded and since she seemed to have completed her thoughts I told her, "when I first became sexually active, my senior year in high school, I struggled with similar feelings. My parents are conservative and it took me a while to figure out that their rules weren't necessarily rules that belonged to me, or that made sense to me. It took me a while to come into my own sexuality. I guess I still sometimes feel that someone is looking over my shoulder but when that happens I try to remember that if I'm not hurting anyone, that there's nothing to feel bad about."

Pauline thought for a while. "I think it might take me a while too," she said. Looking me in the eyes she went on, "I think I want to slow down a bit, I mean, I'm not sure if sex with girls is a part of me or if I was just drunk and it felt good. But I do want to explore more."

"Pauline," I asked her, "would you like to spend some time together this weekend, just you and me?" 

"Yes, Liam. I trust you. And look, I don't expect you to become my boyfriend but I want to connect more deeply. And I don't mind if you do the same thing with Jane or Francisca."

"Francisca?" I asked with surprise. 

"I see how she looks at you in seminar when you're talking." Pauline said, continuing, "Maybe she just admires your intelligence but I think there's something else too." 

In fact I had admired Francisca for her looks and brains but hadn't noticed her appraisal of me. I would try to be more attentive to her gaze in the future.

That Saturday, Pauline and I visited the Getty Museum, wowed more by the architecture of the buildings than most of the exhibits. After having our fill of art, we sat on a bench in the gardens, holding hands and looking out at the expansive view. "You know this seems really nice and romantic," laughed Pauline, "but the truth is, I've been thinking a lot about sex. I've been reading on-line erotica at night, trying to find out more about what I might want to try. In one story, an inexperienced young woman, kind of shy and timid, became submissive to a more experienced man who she trusted. He slowly pushed her boundaries into new sexual territory and she did things she never would have initiated on her own."

I took this in for a moment and said, "that sounds really erotic. Did you identify with this woman? Do you think that might be your path?"

Pauline blushed and demurred "well I don't know it that's my life path, but I think it might be my path of discovery, to overcome my fears." She looked deeply vulnerable as she revealed this. I wanted to reassure her.

"I think you're incredibly brave to share this with me and I feel honored by your trust," I began.

"But..." Pauline returned, sensing a reservation on my part.

"And I would love to explore this with you," I reassured her. "The only but is that I've never done anything like that either and I think it would be very exciting for me too." 

Pauline relaxed and squeezed my hand. "We can learn together," she said with a smile.

On the way back to my place I started to formulate a plan, overwhelmed and turned on by the possibilities. We reached my garden illuminated by the slanting light of the late afternoon. I led Pauline by the hand into my cottage. "Are you ready to begin?" I asked her.

"Yes," she answered, "I trust you."

"Pauline, I want you to know that I won't do anything to physically hurt you or put you in danger, or hurt your academic career, or your family or other relationships. The clichés of sado-masochism don't appeal to me. I don't want you to call me master or only speak when spoken to. While I will push your physical limits, I'm not going inflict real pain or put you in a dungeon. Within those limits, are you ready to do what ever I ask you?" I asked.

"Yes, I will do what you say. I'm ready," Pauline said, eyes gleaming in anticipation.

"We're going to take it slow," I began. "I'm going to shave your pussy and my first rule is that I want you to keep it smooth for me all the time." Pauline looked excited. "Where do you want me" she asked. 

"Take off your clothes and get in the shower. I'll join you in a minute."

I watched Pauline shed her clothes and walk naked to the bathroom, her ass swaying behind her showing off her slim sexy back. As Pauline started the shower, I undressed, put a fresh blade in my razor and got out some small scissors. I joined Pauline in the shower and after soaping and rinsing her pussy, I turned off the water and used the scissors to trim her public hair short. It was medium blonde and not very heavy so it was easy to trim. Then I lathered her and began to shave, first her mons, then beside her lips, and then, holding the lips of her pussy outwards, picked off the stray hairs along the edge. Turning her around I asked her to spread her ass and I shaved off the few hairs I found there. Now I rinsed her off and admired my work with my eyes and fingers. "Touch it" I told her. "Rub your bald pussy and tell me how you like it."

Pauline slid her hand down her stomach to her mons then darted a finger between her pussy lips. The lips of her mouth parted as her labia spread open to her touch. Pauline's gaze became unfocused as she brought her left hand down to cup her mons as her right hand caressed her lips and clit. "Cum for me" I told her, "rub your bald pussy until you cum." Pauline began to rub herself faster and moaned into her orgasm, her hair covering her face as she slid down to the floor laughing.

After we showered, Pauline and I retired to my bed. "I'll do anything," Pauline breathed in my ear. "I want to please you."

"Get my cock nice and hard and wet with your mouth," I said, "Then I'm going to fuck your bald pussy."

"I'm on the pill. So you don't need to use a condom," Pauline told me. "I want you to fill me with your cum."

I sat up against the pillows as Pauline positioned herself in front of me. She ran her hands from my feet up my legs to my hips, until her face was in my crotch while her ass was in the air. The mirror above the dresser across from the bed reflected Pauline's beautiful ass with her newly bald pussy peeking out from beneath. She began to lick and suck my cock with enthusiasm, then stopped for a moment to tie back her hair. Now I could see her lips engulfing my shaft, her hands caressing my balls as her eyes darted up to my face, looking for my approval.

"Pauline, that feels great," I encouraged. "Let me see how deep you can take it."

Pauline looked at me with uncertainty, then, concentrating on my cock, slowly engulfed it until all but an inch was in her mouth. She moved her tongue rapidly against my cock then came up for air.

"Force me," she said breathlessly. "Just push my head down until I can do it. Make me do it," she urged as she put her mouth back on my cock head. I placed my hands on the back of her head in a comfortable grip and slowly helped her head bob up and down on my cock, at first no deeper than before. As I got harder and more excited, I began to push a little deeper and then slowly pushed Pauline's head all the way down until my whole cock was in her mouth. I could feel her throat around my cock head. It felt incredible. Then I released, not wanted to hurt her. 

"God I love that" gushed Pauline, "please do it again. When you dominate me I can do it. I can do what I can't on my own. Make me do it, again and again," she pleaded.

I was excited by this new experience and by Pauline's wish to submit to me. I grabbed her head again and used her mouth and throat for several minutes until I nearly came down her throat. I let go of her head and told her, "now turn around on your hands and knees." Pauline whimpered and immediately obeyed.

"Spread your pussy lips for me," I coached her. I drank in the sight of my wanton new lover, spread open before me. I loved the view of her ass and narrow waist in front of me and could look in the mirror to see Pauline's face and shining blue eyes watching me. Her breasts looked fuller hanging beneath her and I reached down to grab them. Pauline fingered herself as I slid my cock between her labia. She stroked my cock with one hand and her clit with the other as I slowly entered her tight pussy. 

Her cunt felt like a silk glove gripping me as I plunged all the way into her. Pauline moaned, "oh fuck me, please fuck me."

I grabbed her ass with both hands as I enjoyed the sensations of fucking Pauline. She continued to cry out, not loudly but clearly, "fuck me, use me, I want you to cum in me, I want you to fill me, make me do what ever you want."

"Turn around and suck me" I commanded. Pauline spun around and gobbled down my cock. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her head. I pushed her down until my cock was in her throat again. Pauline moaned with pleasure.

I alternated fucking Pauline's pussy and her mouth. She came several times and I came close, especially as her throat pulsed around the head of my cock and her saliva dripped from my cock. I decided to cum in her cunt. Grabbing her ass firmly I began fucking Pauline hard. She cried out more loudly, "fuck me, cum in my cunt, fill me with cum then let me lick the cum off your cock, do whatever you want to me, cum in me, cum in me, cum in me!"

As Pauline screamed in orgasm I spurted out into her pussy as it clenched my hard cock. As I tried to catch my breath, Pauline turned around again and swallowed my cock, licking it clean all over and then just holding it in her mouth as it grew soft. 

After we rested a while, I made dinner. After our meal we went out to the patio and relaxed in the hot tub. 

"Is this going the way you wanted?" I asked her. 

"I feel like a new woman," Pauline replied. "I feel like I'm opening up into a new world of experience. I know it sounds paradoxical but I feel so free when I submit to you."

As Pauline snuggled next to me in the steaming water I asked her, "do you want to continue in this direction? I have some more ideas for next weekend."

"Do we have to wait?" she asked.

We're going to have plenty of sex this weekend," I told her. "And next week, during the week, I want you to find some erotica on-line and masturbate every night. But I don't want you to cum." I continued, "On Friday I want you to be wearing a sexy outfit when I pick you up. I'm going to take you out and I'm also going to show you some new things."

"I can't wait" Pauline said, sliding her hand down to my cock as she kissed me. I couldn't wait either.

***

After my first weekend with Pauline, I went to a sex store and purchased a few items that I would use as part of her training. On Friday night I went to pick her up for another weekend of sexual initiation. She was standing outside her apartment building in the twilight of a warm evening. She wore a miniskirt and platform sandals that showed off her lithe, tan legs. On top she wore an off-the-shoulder, black lace peasant blouse. The open lace showed sections of her skin and strapless bra encasing her pert breasts beneath. Her blonde ringlets exploded all over her head, framing her pretty face. Dangly silver earrings, bangles and rings completed her outfit. And I knew that, following my instructions, her pussy would be clean-shaven and ready for my tongue and cock. I parked, got out of the car and approached her. 

"You look fantastic," I said, smiling as I took Pauline's hands and kissed her. 

"It's all for you," she replied, kissing me back. 

I took Pauline out for wine and oysters. We walked for a while, overlooking the moonlight-illuminated beach and ocean. Pauline leaned over the banister and I held her from behind. "Umm" she sighed, as I slid my hands over her body and slipped a hand under her skirt to find her pussy bare. 

"Baby, you are so naughty," I said, appreciatively. "But you know, I really want to see it."

I stood back as Pauline leaned toward the ocean and placed her hands at the bottom of her skirt. She slowing lifted the fabric up her ass until she was completely bare before me. She looked back over her shoulder at me and breathed, "it's all for you." 

I was tempted to kneel down and give her a lick but I heard footsteps approaching and told her we could continue later. We continued to walk to a club I had heard about The dark interior featured alternated panels of black, red and mirrored surface set at different angles. We sat at the bar and ordered cocktails, talking about our week, but mostly enjoying each other, sharing touches and glances between us. 

"I'm a little nervous about what you might have planned," she confided. "But I'm also excited to know what it is."

I didn't know how long I could continue being inventive so I planned to string my innovations to Pauline's sexuality over as long a period as I could. I did, of course have something in store for the evening. 

I handed Pauline a small bag and told her, "I want you to go to the bathroom and put these on. And I want you to bring me something back in the bag: your bra. Pauline's face took on a look of excitement. She grabbed the bag, kissed me, and went to find the bathrooms, her ass swaying as she walked away from me.

When she returned, I couldn't see the difference in Pauline's attire until she was about six feet away. I caught a glint below her blouse and as she sat back on the leather stool beside me I could see the full effect before my eyes. She handed me the bag with her bra and I examined her new look. The pierced lace of Pauline's blouse revealed a swath down the center of her lovely breasts, including her pert nipples. Each nipple was fitted with a rubber tipped metal clamp and the clamps were connected by a silver chain, slightly visible though the sheer sections of fabric and completely obvious through the pierced strips. I drank in the sight of her sexy breasts and nipples as Pauline smiled at me, holding my hands in hers. We were ready for another drink and as the bar tender approached he did a double take at the vision of Pauline's revealing blouse and nipple jewelry. He tried to be discreet but clearly had trouble keeping his eyes off Pauline as he took our order for two more Aviators and carefully set the stemmed cocktail glasses before us, lingering a little longer than he needed. 

People began to dance in the next room by the time we had finished our drinks so I took Pauline by the hand and led her into the crowd. In the center of the room we began to dance. Pauline moved sensuously to the music. As the light moved over her, the transparency of her blouse came in and out of focus. I danced close to her for a while and reached up a hand to take a clamped nipple between my thumb and forefinger. "How does it feel?" I asked her.

"My nipples are really hard, like they've been sucked and nibbled on for hours." Pauline said. "I can't wait to have your mouth on them. I can't wait to do what ever you want me to."

I turned Pauline around and held her curvy hips from behind, putting her on display for the other dancers. At first, no one noticed, then one couple after another took note, sometimes the man noticed first, other times the woman. I could almost read their lips saying the words, "do you see that?" A flushed looking woman with dark curly hair called out to Pauline but I couldn't hear what it was. Beckoning her closer, the woman came right up to us and said, "I wish I had the guts for that. You're really hot!"

"Thanks!" Pauline replied, obviously pleased. 

"Well, I don't want to butt in..." the woman demurred.

Pauline jumped in, "no, why don't you dance with me?"

The dark-haired woman, who had lovely cleavage herself, danced with Pauline, gazing all the time at Pauline's pretty face or at her breasts as they moved under her blouse. The two women chatted a little and then Pauline took the woman's hands and danced closer to her, shaking her breasts for the other woman and anyone near by. They exchanged a few more words then said goodbye as the dark haired woman rejoined her friends who had been watching with interest from an adjacent booth. 

After a little while I felt ready to leave and suggested that Pauline say goodbye to her friend on our way to the door. Pauline obediently strode up to the booth full of men and women, and the dark-haired woman jumped up to give her a breast-to-breast hug. The whole table stared at Pauline's breasts (or tried not to) during the short moments of leave-taking. As we neared the door I shot my hand under her skirt to give her pussy a quick stroke. Pauline looked back and me and demanded, "take me home. I'm so horny."

Once inside my cottage we tore the clothes off each other. I told Pauline to keep her heels and nipple clamps on as I sat on the edge of the bed. Pauline bent over to inhale my cock into her mouth. The sight of her lovely ass in the mirror and all of her jingling silver jewelry added to her allure. As she took my cock deep into her mouth I held onto the chain between her breasts and gently tugged at her nipples as she forced my cock as deep as she could into her throat until she felt herself choke and pulled back for a moment. My cock was wet and red and angry and I moved back on the bed, pulling Pauline on top of me. She impaled herself onto my cock and thrust her right nipple into my mouth. I licked it, then the left nipple a few moments as she fucked me, as I tugged the chain, then pulled the clamps right off her breasts. 

Paula didn't scream but exhaled strongly and thrust her nipple back in my mouth. It was really hard and pointed after hours of being clamped. I kissed, sucked, licked and gently bit her nipples as she pulsed her pussy up and down my cock. 

"Bite them!" she pleaded, "bite them hard!"

I used my teeth to bite Pauline's nipples, still with restraint but more forcefully. She moaned and spasmed on my cock then cried out in orgasm. I hadn't cum yet but held her hot body against mine as her gasping breath slowly returned to normal. Paula slid down my body and took my hard cock back into her mouth. Gently licking at first, she soon began to take me deeper into her mouth.

Coming up for air for a moment, Pauline begged me, "please...force me, make me swallow your whole cock." Propping my back with more pillows, I reached Pauline's tousled head and placed her mouth back on my cock. At first gently, and gradually with greater force, I pushed Pauline up and down until my cock head, roped with Pauline's spit, was plunging into her throat. Pauline's ass was up in the air and for a moment I wished I could clone myself to fuck her from both ends. She was limp, like a puppet, completely following the pressure of my hands on her head. I felt my cock get even harder and kept Pauline's head down on my cock as I pulsed blast after blast of cum down her throat. 

Pauline sat up swaying as if drunk, eye makeup smeared, and collapsed with her head on my chest and her leg thrown over mine. I gently caressed her back as we both recuperated from the long buildup and intense sex. 

"Liam," Pauline softly said, "I had such a great night. I can't wait for tomorrow." I kissed her forehead and watched as she fell asleep in my embrace. Eventually I drifted off, dreaming of a river trip through a forest. I woke up incredibly well-rested, Pauline no longer half on top of me but with her hand still on my chest. I gently extricated myself, showered and made a pot of tea and some French toast. The smell must have woken Pauline for soon she emerged, clad in one of my old tank tops that fit her like a too-small mini-dress, and plopped down at the kitchen table.




Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 02



Pauline returned to life with the help of breakfast. We sat in the garden and read the news paper, fucked in the hot tub, and finally, by about noon we were ready for the outside world. "How'd you like to go to the beach today?" I asked Pauline.

"That sounds great, but I don't have my suit," Pauline replied.

"At this beach, you won't need one. But you can wear your new jewelry," I told her.

Pauline just grinned.

At the beach we stretched out naked on a thick cotton bedspread and soaked in the rays of the sun. Pauline applied oil-based sunscreen all over me and I returned the favor, being sure to cover her pale mons and pussy lips as Pauline purred. Remembering my earlier requirement, Pauline reached into her bag and attached the nipple clamps and chain. After an hour or so of pure relaxation, I suggested a swim and a walk on the beach. Hand-in-hand I led Pauline down the beach past other nude sun bathers, volley ball and Frisbee enthusiasts and voyeurs, many of whom took note of Pauline's clamped nipples. 

As we neared our blanket I led Pauline into the water, still warm in September. As the depth of the water reached our shoulders, Pauline embraced and kissed me, sliding her hand down to my cock. "Did you feel everyone's eyes on you and your pretty breasts?" I asked her.

"Don't forget my bald pussy," she teased. I didn't and reached a hand down to caress her labia. We made out in the water for a while, and while we were in public, no one was close by or paying particular attention. Using my hand, I pushed my cock up into Pauline's tight little pussy and began fucking her with a subtle motion, supporting her ass with my hands.

Pauline moaned into my mouth, thrusting her tongue between my lips, as my cock thrust inside her. "I want you to fill my cunt with cum," she urged. "Fuck me, punish my bald pussy for getting so excited when everyone looked at it. I can't believe I've turned into such a slut. Fuck your slut, I'm your horny slut and I want you to cum inside me."

Paula's dirty talk pushed me over the edge and with a deep groan I pumped out my load as I gripped Pauline's ass hard. We held each other, now still, with my cock growing soft inside her. We returned to the beach for another hour and then I took Pauline on a shopping trip with a mission.

I wanted to get her a corset and took her to a lingerie shop in Santa Monica. There was a large selection and a lot of them looked really sexy on Pauline since she already had a skinny waist and full hips but we eventually found a purple silk corset that fit perfectly and made Pauline's B-cup breasts look like lush C-cups, pushing up her swelling mounds to view so that I just wanted to bite them. It was kind of expensive for a grad student but it was really perfect so we got it.

Pauline also bought herself some sexy low cut black jeans that looked painted on. As I drove her back to my place Pauline teased me, "you know what this corset is perfect for? Giving blowjobs. Sloppy, wet, deep, blowjobs. I'm going to give you so many blowjobs wearing this as you watch my tits swell up for you to grab them as you pump cum down my throat."

"Pauline," I said, "I'm looking forward to all those blowjobs but there's something else that corset is perfect for..."

"Oh?" she prompted.

"You'll find out soon," I answered with a smile.

Back at my place we took a shower to rinse off the sea salt, sand and sunscreen. I shaved Pauline again to make her perfectly smooth and then told her to put on the corset. As I entered the bedroom, Pauline was wearing the corset on the bed on her hands and knees, her ass tilted upwards. "I think this corset is perfect for using either end, don't you, Liam?" Pauline teased.

"That's exactly what it's perfect for," I said, running my hands all over her as she purred.

I climbed onto the bed so that Pauline could suck my cock, and enjoyed the dramatic sight of her swelling breasts and lush ass in the mirror behind her. After I was really hard and wet, I moved around behind Pauline after taking a small bag from the drawer of my bedside table.

"Another surprise?" She asked.

"You'll find out very soon," I said.

I got behind Pauline and put my cock head between her wet pussy lips and slowly pumped just the head in and out of her. While I did this, I removed a dispenser of lubricant and a small butt plug from the bag. First I squirted some lube on her asshole and slowly teased her little starfish with my index finger. Pauline gasped, looking back at me with surprise and perhaps a little fear. 

"I've never had anything in my ass before," Pauline informed me. "But I said you can do anything to me. And I meant it."

"I'm not interested in hurting you," I said. "After my finger, I'm going to put a small plug in your ass. You're going to keep it there when we go out for a drink. And when we come back, when your ass is completely used to the plug, and you feel relaxed, then I'm going to take it out and fuck your little ass with my cock."

I had my finger inside her ass to the second knuckle as I slowly fucked Pauline's pussy with about half of my cock. She sighed and said, "It feels dirty. It feels good."

Slathering the plug with lube, I place the pointed end against her hole and slowly pushed the latex cone inside her. Paula took a deep breath. Taking my time, I eased the plug up until all but the widest part was inside. 

"Take a deep breath and exhale when I say so," I instructed.

As Pauline exhaled on my command I pushed the rest of the plug in and her starfish closed around the narrow part of the shaft just before the wide flange than prevented it from going all the way in. I then fucked her in earnest, while tapping on the butt plug with my finger. 

Pauline was moaning and started to cry out to me, "I feel so full, I'm so full of you, please use me, please use all my holes."

This talk was getting me really excited. I told Pauline, "I'm gonna pound your pussy, I'm gonna fuck all your holes. You're so tight, you're such a sexy little tart."

"I'm your slut, fuck me harder," Pauline groaned out, "fuck your slut, give me your cum, fuck all my holes then cum in my mouth, I want to drink your cum!"

The dirty talk coming out of Pauline's sweet mouth pushed me over the edge. I quickly pulled out and Pauline spun around to catch my cock in her mouth. I exploded as she bobbed up and down and gulped down my cum. After sucking the last drops out of my now extremely sensitive cock head, we collapsed on the bed to recuperate. 

Pauline looked hot in her new outfit as we went to my neighborhood bar and grill for a bite. Knowing that she had a latex plug in her butt made it even more erotic. Pauline's curls seemed to have a little more bounce, her eyes brighter, her smile bigger. When we finished a light dinner of appetizers and wine, Pauline leaned over to me and said, "you know I'm a virgin don't you? I've never had a cock in my ass, and tonight, I'm going to lose my virginity." Pauline smiled impishly and continued, "I'm going to give my virgin ass to you, and I want you to do whatever your want to me."

"Pauline," I said, "you're the fantasy come true I didn't even know I had."

"I know what you mean," she responded. "I never imagined that submitting to someone, submitting to you, would be so liberating. I feel like a new person. A happier person."

It seemed to me that Pauline and I were falling in love. I was happy about it but also wondered what it implied, what Pauline's expectations were about me. We started out with an open ended understanding that we wouldn't be exclusive, but right now I felt that we were completely wrapped up in each other. I decided to leave that conversation for another day; to keep it simple and just speak from my heart.

"I'm happy too," I told her, holding her hand. "I'm happy to be sharing these experiences with you."

We wandered through the warm night, arms around each other, back to my garden. We relaxed in the hot tub for a while, just looking at the night sky. Then Pauline kissed me and we started to make out. As we groped each other, I made my way to the latex plug in Pauline's ass and began to push it and twist it around. Pauline moaned into my mouth as I did so, completely surrendering to me. I asked her to stand up and bend over the side of the tub. She did so, presenting her round ass to me. I fucked her with the plug for a while then pulled it out and put it aside. 

I splashed Pauline's ass with the warm water, then brought my tongue down to her little opening. I touched it then began to lick her asshole. Pauline sighed and let her shoulders collapse against the rim of the tub, angling her ass upward for me. As I licked her ass, I fingered her clit until she reached an orgasm marked by a long sigh.

Now I took Pauline inside and placed her on the bed. This time there were no props, no toys, no special clothes, just our naked bodies. 

"I want to get you wet with my mouth," Pauline softly said. "Then I want you to fuck my ass." 

"Lay down on your back, with your head hanging over the edge," I instructed. Pauline lay stretched out, her mop of wild curls reaching toward to floor, her eyes wild with lust. Pauline opened her mouth and I slowly put my cock between her lips and began to thrust back until I felt her throat around my cock head. I pulled back out so that only her lips were around my head and I felt her tongue dancing on me. I continued to fuck Pauline's mouth as she obediently sucked and tongued me and accepted my movements. My cock was raging hard and I could have easily gone off down her throat but, mindful of my ultimate destination, I reluctantly pulled out. 

"I love it when you use me like that," Pauline enthused.

"You are unbelievably hot," I told her.

Now I positioned Pauline on her knees with her head down on the bed and prepared to take her anal virginity. "Pull your ass cheeks apart for me," I told her. Pauline complied.

I applied a dollop of lube to Pauline's asshole and smeared some on my cock. Holding my cock head between my thumb and forefinger I pushed the head into Pauline's ass. I heard her quietly moan as I penetrated her outer ring, then I paused to let her get used to my cock.

Pauline moaned again and then whispered, "more."

I began to push more deeply into her ass as Pauline softly moaned. I loved watching her slim golden back above her round little ass pulled apart by her graceful fingers as I fucked her with increasing force. Pauline's cries became louder and more throaty, a sound I hadn't heard from her before. I wanted to see her facial expression so I pulled out and told her to lie on her back.

With her legs held apart for me, I forced my cock back into Pauline's ass and started fucking her. Pauline resumed her throaty cries, then clasped me around the back with her legs, drawing me closer to her with greater force as I plunged into her. Her eyes closed, Pauline was lost in her sensations. She grabbed and squeezed her nipples as her ass sucked my cock deep into her bowels.

We were both sweating and breathing heavily. I gripped Pauline's hips and fucked her with all my strength, grunting out my thrusts and she cried out loudly. I groaned and spurted again and again deep inside Pauline's pulsing asshole as she burst into tears, pulling my face to hers to devour in kisses.

"Did I hurt you," I asked, concerned by Pauline's tears.

"No, no," she sobbed, "I'm so happy, I feel completely possessed by you." Pauline stroked my face with her fingers as she looked at me with love. "I've never been so happy."

***

The next morning as the sunlight slanted through the blinds, Pauline took my hands and looked me in the face: "I know you think I'm falling in love with you. And maybe I am. But I meant what I said. Even though I want you to own me, I don't want to own you, I don't want to stop you from having other lovers if you want them. I kind of like the idea of being one of your girls but not the only one, it somehow makes me feel more dominated. Is that weird?"

"I think I understand how submitting lets you liberate your desires. So I guess it makes sense. And while I've been pretty obsessed with you these past weeks, I feel a kind of relief that if my desire turns in another direction, that I don't have to feel guilty about it, even if I want to act on it. And the best part is that I might be able to have you with another woman again. Would you like that?" 

Pauline answered thoughtfully, "Well, left to my own devices, I'm not sure if that's something I'd pursue or not. But I do know that I like doing what you tell me."



Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 03



One of the benefits of being a grad student in my department is that, if we applied for it, we were assigned a shared office in an musty building next to the parking lot. I didn't care that it was musty since it meant that I'd have a spot to park my books and anything else I wanted and that I would have a space to study and write papers away from the distractions of my cottage in Santa Monica. The graduate advisor informed me of my office number, gave me a key and explained that I would be sharing with Francisca. I didn't flinch but inwardly let out a whoop of joy because this meant that I'd be spending time with the loveliest woman in my cohort. Francisca was a petite, coffee-hued, Latina who was pretty, articulate and totally fascinating. I had often appreciated the contours of her slim physique and thought about licking my way down her neck, over her collar bones and down to the A cup breasts that were perfect for her tiny frame. Sandals showed off her elegant feet and her graceful brown hands were framed by multicolored bangles and manicured nails. I thought about those fingers caressing my face and body, in my mouth and gripping my cock. But so far, those were just fantasies.

At first, our shared office situation was not particularly exciting. Francisca was friendly but we used the space with a fair degree of concentration on the considerable amount of reading we had to get through. In the interest of academic mastery we discussed Karl Marx, Max Weber, Emile Durkheim, Michel Foucault, Pierre Bourdieu, and Giles Deleuze, theorists common to many graduate student's curricula. One Wednesday afternoon we tried to come to grips with what Deleuze and Guattari mean by deterrorialization without particular clarity. At about five o'clock Francisca exclaimed "Fuck it, I need a drink."

"Do you want to go down to Whiskey Blue for happy hour?" I asked.

"That sounds great," Francisca responded, "I can't stand another minute of this."

We closed up shop and walked down to Westwood. Over drinks, I learned a lot more about Francisca. Her parents had moved from Mexico to California before she was born and had prioritized the education of their three children of whom Francisca was the oldest. I told her about my upbringing too and we ordered a second round of Dry Manhattans. Francisca had done very well in high school and got a scholarship to New York University. Now she was back in Southern California where she'd grown up but had doubts about her academic career. I told her that my impression was that she was extremely on top of things and that she seemed like the brightest one in our cohort.

"Really?" Francisca asked, "but there's people from Harvard and Yale, and also the international students who are doing this work in a second language." 

"It doesn't matter," I replied, "all of us are insecure. We're all secretly afraid that we'll be found out, that we really don't know what we're doing and don't deserve to be in graduate school."

Francisca's face fell and she placed her slender hand on mine. "So I'm not the only fraud?" she asked sadly.

"I didn't say anyone was a fraud," I responded, turning my palm up to meet hers and savoring the sensation of her touch. "We all lack confidence but none of us would have been accepted into the program if we hadn't appeared promising to the admissions committee. So maybe we should assume that we're capable of rising to the occasion."

Francisca's expression brightened and I felt her hand close around mine. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "Thanks, Liam," she said, squeezing my hand. 

We looked into each other's eyes for a moment. I was struck by the beauty of Francisca's face: limpid eyes, well-defined cheekbones, gorgeous brown skin, and bee-stung lips, slightly open, slightly moist. I leaned in and kissed Francisca softly on the lips, then pulled back to gauge her response. 

Francisca continued to look at me and involuntarily licked her lips. Her fingers gripped my hand and she leaned forward to kiss my lips, a little more forcefully than I had kissed her, then she pulled back and withdrew her hand from mine.

"Are we being stupid? Is this a bad idea?" she blurted out.

"What do you mean? What's the matter?" I countered.

Francisca responded with an anxious barrage: "It's complicated right, I mean, we share an office, we'll be in the same program for years, I've got a boyfriend back in New York, but we agreed to see other people, but still I don't know, and you, well, I don't know, but don't you have a thing, you know, with Pauline? And she and I will be in the same program for years too."

I didn't know how she knew about me and Pauline since we had been very discreet but as Francisca continued, I found out more.

"Oh, God, you must think I'm a spazz," Francisca said, calming down a little. "Jane told me about your hot tub adventure and something about your arrangement with Pauline, so I'm not accusing you of anything. It's all just that, well, I'm nervous, I'm lonely, I'm sorry."

"You don't have anything to apologize for," I said, "I admire you and want to be your friend, now, and hopefully for a long time. I'm also really attracted to you and have been since I met you. Pauline doesn't want to keep me for herself and even suggested the idea of me being intimate with you. I'd love that but if you don't feel comfortable going there, I still want to be there for you as a friend."

Francisca took both of my hands in hers. "Sometimes I feel boxed into choices I don't want to make, and you just took all the pressure off. Thank you for being you. You're fantastic, Can I make you dinner?"

Dinner at Francisca's was simple but satisfying: pasta with puttanesca sauce, a Caesar salad, and red wine. She padded around her carpeted studio apartment in bare feet as graceful and beautiful as her hands, her toe nails painted a deep red. She took the dishes away and then sat next to me on the couch after pouring the last of the wine into our glasses. We drank the wine and Francisca put the empty glasses on the side table. Francisca lay her head on my shoulder and I put my arm around her, feeling the delicacy of her bird-like physique and taking in the enticing scent of her warm body.

Francisca let out a deep sigh.

"What's that sigh about?" I asked her.

"Two things, I guess," she replied. "Impatience with myself for freaking out on you. but the other part is contentment, surrendering to how good I feel. How good I feel with you."

"I feel good to be with you," I said. "But maybe I should get going?"

Francisca grabbed my leg as she raised her head to look at me with anxiety in her eyes. "Unless you want me to stay..." I continued.

"Oh Liam, I'm a piece of work, aren't I?" Francisca said, relaxing her expression. "I want you to stay, I want you to hold me in your arms all night."

These words sent a jolt of pleasure through my body as I anticipated a night with Francisca. At this point she leaned in, placed her hands on my shoulders and kissed me. We melted into one another as I ran my hands up her slender back. There was no urgency as we continued to kiss and touch each other in a dreamlike state. 

Francisca said, "I want to take a shower before we go to bed if you don't mind waiting for me. You can shower too, if you like, and that will give me a little time to straighten up." 

Francisca retrieved a red négligée from her closet and went into the bathroom. I sprawled out on the couch, anticipating a night of pleasure with Francisca. After about ten minutes, she emerged from the bathroom and handed me a towel. She looked exquisite, her tight body packaged in red silk that hung from her shoulders on spaghetti straps, showing her narrow waist, small shapely breasts and revealing her slim brown legs and thighs. I felt my cock stir in my pants but excused myself to shower, and since I didn't have a toothbrush, found some mouthwash to rinse with. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I re-entered the studio, now illuminated with candlelight. Francisca lay propped up on pillows in her bed which was freshly made up with orange satin sheets that reflected the candles' gleam. Hanging the towel on the back of a chair, I slipped naked between the sheets next to Francisca and looked into her eyes.

"You're so handsome," Francisca complimented me, reaching to caress my cheek with her hand. 

"Francisca, you're beautiful," I told her, and leaned in to kiss her lips. We kissed and ran our hands over each others' bodies, with more hunger than before but still slowly, each of us savoring the unfolding of our desire. I kissed my way down Francisca's neck and shoulders and down one slender arm to her graceful fingers. I licked and sucked her slender fingers as she moaned under her breath. Pushing the sheets down, I raised one of Francisca's feet to my mouth and kissed first the arch, then the ankle, and then sucked each toe between my lips, laving them with my tongue. Francisca was sighing deeply as she watched me make love to each of her sexy feet. 

I began to kiss and caress my way up Francisca's legs, exhilarated by the fact that I was making love to such a beautiful woman. I reached her thighs and it seemed that her skin became even softer and smoother as I moved upward, pushing her négligée before me until my hand passed over her completely smooth mons. I figured that she had just shaved it in the shower. This thought turned me on even more as I brought my mouth to the top of the inside of her thighs.

The sight of Francisca's bald pussy entranced me and I soon moved in to taste it. I kissed and licked her pink lips from top to bottom before pushing my tongue between them and then up to flick her clit. Francisca ran her hands down her torso to run her fingers through my hair as she quietly whimpered. I flicked my tongue alternatively gently and firmly over her lips and across her clit as Francisca raised her lithe legs over my shoulders and slid them down my back. I began to flick my tongue steadily on the little nub of her clit until she shuddered with an orgasm and pushed my head away. 

"Oh Liam," Francisca sighed. 

I pulled myself up next to her and we looked into each others' eyes. 

"It was like the first time," Francisca said in a dreamy voice. "Not like my real first time, but how it should have been. You treated me like a virgin, like I was the most special person in the world. As if this were the most special time in the world." 

"Francisca," I said, "right now is the only time in the world, everything else is far away. All I see right now is you. And you are beautiful."

Tears fell down Francisca's face. "I'm so happy. I don't know what this means and I don't care. I don't want to take you from Pauline, but I want you in my bed again and again."

I was feeling the intensity of the connection too, "I'm smitten," I told Francisca, "I love what we're doing together."

Francisca climbed on top of me and began to kiss me while rubbing her body against mine. My cock was sticking up between her thighs, occasionally rubbing against the outside of her pussy. Francisca slid down and kissed a trail down my chest to my stomach and then down to my cock. Grabbing it with both hands, she began to lick and suck the head while using her little hands to pump up and down. Francisca closed her eyes and sucked my cock with abandon, bringing me close to the brink of filling her mouth with my cum. She seemed to sense my immanent eruption and pulled her mouth up, sliding forward again to work my cock into her pussy. It was tight and I marveled at the smallness of her hips as she pulsed up and down on my cock. I began to lift her négligée up and Francisca stopped moving for a moment.

"I'm afraid you won't like my breasts. They're so small," she said.

"I already know I'm going to love them. I think you're perfectly proportioned" I said. 

"Okay," Francisca meekly assented, and pulled the garment over her head.

I gasped to see Francisca finally naked, mounted on my cock, and resuming her movements. Her breasts were probably A cups but on her petite frame they were just right, with nickel-sized dark red areolas and nipples that stuck out like pencil erasers. Her toned body was small all over and her narrow waist helped draw attention to her hips and firm, round ass which I grasped with my hands as Francisca intensified her pistoning up and down. My cock was really hard and I could feel Francisca squeezing it with her inner muscles.

"Cum in me, it's okay, I'm on the pill, cum in me, Liam," Francisca urged me. I was thrusting upward as Francisca pushed down, her hands on my chest as I tightly gripped her perfect little ass. Francisca began to cry out as we fucked each other with intensity. I could feel myself at the edge as Francisca screamed out her orgasm. This sent me over and I felt my cock judder and pump out streams of cum into Francisca's clenching cunt. She collapsed onto me, laying her head on my shoulder as we each caught out breath. 

After a while Francisca spoke: "Liam, is this uncomfortable?"

In fact her little body wasn't crushing me at all and felt wonderful, my no longer hard cock was still inside Francisca's wet pussy.

"It feels great," I replied.

"I don't know if it will work but I want to try to sleep like this," Francisca said. "If it gets uncomfortable, just push me off you. But if you get hard again, you can fuck me, even if I'm asleep, okay?"

We actually did fall asleep with Francisca draped over my body but at some point I awoke feeling some discomfort from Francisca's chin digging into my collar bone. The other sensation I noticed was an erection, no longer inside Francisca's pussy but pressing against it. I reached down and pushed my cock between her still-wet lips and began to gently fuck her. I caressed Francisca's body as I thrust my cock inside her. 

"Um" Francisca vocalized, coming to life again, "that feels good."

After a few minutes of this, Francisca asked if I would do her doggy-style and of course I agreed. With her ass up and her face down on the bed, Francisca presented her bald pussy to me. I knelt behind her and pushed my cock back inside, eliciting a pleasurable groan from my new lover. Stripes of moonlight came through the Venetian blinds, illuminating lines across Francisca's tight little body as I held her hips and fucked her with increasing force. Reaching down, I held Francisca's breasts and squeezed her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers causing her to groan and push back against my thrusting cock. 

"Cum in me," she urged. "I want you to fill me with your cum."

This was all the extra encouragement I needed and I spurted deep into her pussy again.

"Don't pull out, okay?" Francisca requested. "Lie down behind me, spoon me and keep your cock inside me. I want you inside me all night. And you can fuck me whenever you want, okay?"

Wrapping my arms around my sexy pixie, my left hand cupping her breast and my half-hard cock firmly inside her pussy, I settled down and slept the rest of the night. I woke up to find Francisca's apartment illuminated by daylight and the sensation of a warm washcloth on my stirring cock. Kneeling nude between my legs, Francisca lowered her mouth to my cock and began to lick it all over. She licked my balls and ran her dainty hands all over me, then slurped the head of my cock into her mouth. I reached down to run my fingers through her short but silky black hair as Francisca took me deeper into her mouth, plunging up and down my cock. I could feel her tongue working over my cock as she sucked me with intensity. I was rock hard and already pulsing, then shot my cum into Francisca's mouth. She made a humming sound and she slowed her movements but continued to suck my cock until I was completely spent. Removing her mouth from my cock, Francisca looked at me with a smile, then slid up to lay her body over mine. 

"That's the best wake up call I can remember," I said.

"I'll have to make sure I don't let you forget," Francisca replied playfully.

"I hope that doesn't mean more post-its on the office door," I teased her.

"No, it just means I intend to give you more blow jobs."

Francisca made breakfast for us and we skimmed the LA Times together before I left to shower and change at my own apartment, agreeing to meet later in our shared office. 

"Thanks for everything," I told her. "I had a wonderful night."

Francisca kissed me. "I don't want to move in on Pauline but I hope we'll have more nights together. You made me feel special."

"You are special, Francisca," I said, kissing her back. 

***

After a productive but otherwise uneventful day at the office during which Francisca and I exchanged smiles but otherwise acted like professionals, I sent a text message to Pauline, inviting her for dinner. She arrived wearing jeans and a thin, clingy t-shirt without a bra, showing off her pert nipples. I looked at her approvingly and poured her a glass of wine as I prepared dinner.

"You'll never guess who I hooked up with," I told her.

"Was it Keira Knightley?" she asked. I shook my head.

"Was it Jennifer Lopez?" she asked, with an impish grin. Again I shook my head.

"Then it must have been, let's see...Francisca?" she hazarded.

"Good guess," I replied. "Are you sure you're alright with it?"

Pauline's eyes smoldered, "it kind of excites me to think about it. Was it hot?" she asked.

"It was beautiful. We really connected," I told her. "She's got an open, long-distance thing with a guy in New York and wants to spend more time with me."

Pauline looked pensive then said, "did she tell you she's curious about women?"

"No. How do you know that?" I asked with surprise.

"Jane found out when they went out for drinks," Pauline replied.

"Then that explains how she knew about our arrangement. I'm not embarrassed or anything but I hope Jane will be more discrete with other people in the department," I said.

"I'll talk to Jane," Pauline said, "but I think Francisca is beautiful."

"I'll keep that in mind," I told her. 

"Hey Liam," Pauline said. "Did you fuck her ass?"

"No, at least not yet," I replied,

Pauline unzipped her pants and took them off, then got on her hands and knees on my couch, pointing her firm behind at me. "Can you get some lube?" she asked. I felt my cock surge in my pants. "I'll do anything you want after dinner, but could you please fuck my ass right now? I'm kind of excited that you had sex with Francisca but I also want to feel that I belong to you. Am I still special to you?"

I turned off the burner in the kitchen, grabbed some lube and took off my pants. "Pauline, I think about you all the time and feel so lucky to have you as my lover," I told her.

"Your submissive lover, who will do whatever you say, right?" she asked.

"Hold your ass open for me," I told her. 

Pauline reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart. I took a dollop of lube and put it in her little pucker, then slathered lube over my rampant cock. 

"I want to feel your dick in my ass, violating my innocence," she said softly.

Pauline looked so sexy, opening her ass to me on my couch. I pushed my cock head down into her opening until it popped through.

"I'm your sex toy, use me for your pleasure," Pauline murmured.

I held her hips and ran my hands over her slender waist as I pumped my cock into her tight asshole. 

"What if you had me and Francisca side by side with our asses up, just like this, for you to fuck?" Pauline asked me. "You could pull your cock out of my ass and plunge it into hers and make her scream. Then you could fuck me more and cum in whatever ass felt best to you."

The sensation of Pauline's tight ass was fantastic but her dirty talk was driving me to the edge in no time. I fucked her ass hard as I breathed deeply. "I would love to fuck both of you, side by side," I said. 




Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 03



By now Pauline was crying out from the intensity of the assfucking I was giving her, "oh!, oh! Oh!"

Gripping her hips forcefully I drove my cock into Pauline's clenching ass until I unloaded a torrent of jism into her sexy booty. I groaned as Pauline called out, "yeah!"

After I pulled out, Pauline thanked me and said, "maybe next time Francisca can join us for dinner."

"I'll feel her out on the subject," I responded.

"As long as you feel her out," Pauline teased. "Do you mind if I eat dinner with no pants on?"

"I guess there's no point in more clothing at this point," I responded. "But I might have to fuck you again before dessert."

"What I want for dessert is your cock down my throat," Pauline said.

"You see, this is why I love you," I told her.

Pauline just beamed at me as we sat down to dinner. I knew it was going to be another passionate night.



Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 04



If nothing else, leaving my previous grind for graduate school had greatly improved my sex life. I was splitting my time between two intelligent young women: Francisca, a beautiful, petite Latina, and Pauline, a slim and curly blond exploring her submissive side with me. Although neither woman desired an exclusive relationship and were friendly to each other, my relationship with each was defined not just by hot sex but by a deep sense of reciprocal love. My first encounter with Pauline was an alcohol-fueled threesome with Jane, a busty, vivacious African American woman in our cohort. We hadn't hooked up with her since but knew she was open to it.

Towards the end of October, Francisca's advisor, an Associate Professor in our program, left on a two-week trip, leaving Francisco to house sit for him, even giving her the green light to host a party if she liked. At Jane's urging, Francisca decided to host a Halloween Party with a fetish theme.

Pauline and I went shopping for our costumes at a sex shop. I got a chest harness to wear with tight jeans and found the perfect thing for Pauline: a low back dress revealing the top of her ass cleavage and a neckline plunging all the way past her navel in front. The night of the party, I picked up Pauline and handed her a small bag. "Put these on," I told her. 

Reaching into the bag, Pauline pulled out a leash and collar. "This is perfect!" she exclaimed, fastening the collar, "I'm going to be on your leash all night!" 

"That's not all," I tell her. Putting her hand back in the back, Pauline let out an excited cry.

"I'm glad it's a fetish party. But even so, I wouldn't have the guts to wear these if I wasn't under your control." As Pauline pulled aside her dress, she attached a clamp to each of her hard pink nipples. The beauty of this is that the chain between them hung down across the plunging neckline and would be obvious to anyone. 

Francisca opened the door and kissed us both in welcome. She was wearing tight black leather pants, a black leather corset that pushed her cleavage up to view, and held a black leather riding crop in her hand. Her eye makeup was dark and dramatic and her lips blood red. "Come on in, have a drink," she invited us. Some of Francisca's friends from the comparative lit department who I didn't know were there. Francisca made a quick round of introductions as we headed for the kitchen, Pauline following close by as I held the leash attached to her collar. 

An explosion of familiar laughter greeted us. Jane was having a drink with a woman I didn't know: a beautiful Filipina in a corset, miniskirt and patent leather platforms, introduced to us as Daisy. As Francisca set up a round of cocktails, I took in Jane's outfit. She was wearing a figure-hugging gold mini-dress that showcased her curves and lush cleavage. Jane's lean, dark legs extended from the bottom of her short dress down to gold platform shoes that showed off toes with gold polish. Her skin shone with a gloss of golden dust and her eye makeup was dark and dramatic.

"Liam!' she gushed, crushing me in her embrace and planting a firm kiss on my lips. Her warm body felt wonderful against mine as I held the small of her back a moment and took in her scent. Jane gave Pauline a similar welcome then stood back to look at her, taking in the obvious fact of Pauline's nipple chain with an expressive smirk. "Are we gonna have fun tonight?" she asked Pauline. 

"Well," responded Pauline, "Liam is keeping me on a pretty short leash. But maybe he'll let me out for a run." Everyone laughed. 

We circulated around the party for an hour or more. The theme of the party facilitated plenty of sexual banter and play. While there was no shortage of enticing sights, Pauline's nipple chain drew much attention and, after a while, some explicit questions. 

A pale Goth-attired literature student named Indigo asked Pauline how the chain was attached and whether her nipples were pierced. "Why don't you show her?" I prompted. Pauline shyly pulled her dress aside to show the tiny clamps that held her nipples.

"Does it hurt?" asked Indigo. 

"If you tighten them a lot, or pull too hard, yes," replied Pauline. "But a gentle pull is pleasurable." 

I took the chain and gave it a gentle tug, causing Pauline's breasts to bounce a little.

"Wow, that's hot," said Indigo.

"Do you want to try? I offered.

"Is it okay with you?" Indigo asked Pauline.

"Do what you like," Pauline replied, meekly, looking both nervous and excited.

Indigo played with Pauline's chain, saying "that looks so good," as she unconsciously licked her own lips.

I noticed Daisy, checking this out from across the room with an intent stare that she broke off abruptly when she saw me watching her. Another group entered the room boisterously, breaking the spell. Indigo let go of the chain to join her friends and Pauline covered her nipples again.

I felt pretty turned on and took Pauline out to the patio to make out with her a little. In the dark I pulled her dress open again and gave her nipples a flick with my tongue as Pauline sighed in pleasure. But we were immediately joined by Jane who asked, "mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," I replied. "You can lick the other nipple for a while."

Pauline moaned as we attacked her clamped nipples with our tongues. I pulled the chain upwards, raising her nipples to our mouths, causing Pauline to exhale sharply. Jane, meanwhile, had placed her hand under Pauline's dress and was rubbing Pauline's pussy.

"Aha," Jane remarked, "this little coochie is shaved now. I think I'll have a taste." As Jane got on her knees before the panting Pauline, I pulled the top of Jane's dress down, letting her round globes with their thick dark nipples bounce free in the night air. I was squeezing Jane's breasts as she began to explore Pauline's pussy with her tongue.

We were sharply interrupted by Francisca's voice: "I'm the mistress here, and I don't allow this on my patio. The three of you follow me right now!" 

Quickly arranging our disheveled clothing, we followed Francisca back inside and down the hall to a bedroom. Once inside, she closed the door and ordered us to strip. Francisca removed her pants but retained her corset and shoes. The bed was just a futon on a frame low to the floor. She positioned Jane and Pauline in the middle of the bed on their hands and knees and told them to suck my cock. 

Kneeling in front of them, I fed my cock into their mouths in turn. Then they began to improvise, Jane licking my balls as Pauline forced me down her throat, and then they would switch positions. Francisca watched with approval, then began to swat the asses of the two women with her crop, softly at first, but slowly building up to blows that must have stung. Jane and Pauline winced or shuddered but didn't cry out. Meanwhile, I was getting the fantasy blowjob of my life.

Francisca stopped her torment of the now criss-crossed buttocks of her two submissives and put on a strap-on phallus, a bit bigger and longer than my cock. Francisca kneeled next to me and made Jane suck her phallus while Pauline gobbled my cock. After a minute or two, Francisca ordered me to follow her. We now knelt behind Jane and Pauline and Francisca began fucking Pauline with her while I entered Jane. Pauline and Jane were moaning and begging to be fucked. Francisca and I switched back and forth, fucking Jane and Pauline's eager pussies until both of them came: Pauline with a whimper, Jane with a moan.

Jane asked permission to use the bathroom which Francisca granted but told her to come back immediately. Jane slipped her dress back on and opened the door so fast she knocked down Daisy, who must have had her ear to the door. Francisca grabbed the stunned but unhurt Daisy and pulled her into the room, "so you want to eavesdrop, do you, Daisy?" Francisca said menacingly. "I'll let you do better than that. You can watch and you can help. Now take off your clothes immediately!" she commanded, slapping Daisy's ass with her hand. 

Looking a bit stunned, Daisy obeyed Francisca and pulled her skirt off. "Liam," Francisca instructed, "help Daisy take off her corset and find something for her to do." 

Daisy's curvy dark-brown body was delicious, her breasts not quite a large as Jane's, but she would fit right in between Jane and Pauline, I thought. I popped open the corset, letting her breasts bounce free. Her breasts were conical with pointy purple nipples that I gripped between my thumb and forefinger. Her left nipple was pierced by a silver ring. Daisy looked at me with smoldering eyes, the hot smell of rum on her breath: "Are you going to make me obey you tonight?"

Even in her platform shoes the curvy Filipina stood no more than about 5'3" and I let my eyes run up and down her brown, hairless body, noticing the glint of metal, a piercing in her clit. 

"Are you ready to obey me?" I asked, staring her down.

"I'll do whatever you say," she replied.

"Kneel down and show me how you worship my cock," I told her, handing her a throw pillow to kneel on. Daisy quickly knelt and grabbed my cock with both hands, running a finger around the head as she stared intently at my cock with parted lips. As she brought her face close and began to lick my balls, Jane returned and Francisca ordered her and Pauline to lick her feet. Sitting back in an armchair, Francisca watched the two naked women remove her shoes, caress her feet and begin to lick and suck her sexy toes. I had licked and sucked those toes many times before and enjoyed watching Pauline and Jane apply their lips and tongues to the task. I knew this was Francisca's first time with another woman and was intrigued by the way she had taken not only initiative but control over the situation. 

Daisy was slobbering all over my cock, running her fingers over my balls and gently probing my ass with a saliva-wet finger. I was super hard and throbbing when a new idea entered my mind. I told Daisy to keep sucking until I came but not to swallow. Daisy pushed her wet finger all the way into my ass and pistoned up and down my cock, drooling saliva from her lips. I erupted and pumped her mouth full of my seed then caught my breath while Daisy continued to hold my cock in her mouth. 

"Daisy," I said, "go over and spit some of my cum onto each of Francisca's feet. Keep some in your mouth and come back to me."

As Daisy crawled over to the others, Jane and Pauline moved aside as Daisy took each of Francisca's feet in her hands and applied my cum from her mouth onto Francisca's spit-slick toes. Daisy returned to me and watched as Francisca beckoned her two new lovers. "Lick it up," she commanded and Pauline and Jane obeyed, using their tongues to clean Francisca's glistening feet. 

"Show me the cum on your tongue," I told Daisy. She opened her mouth and showed that she had retained some of my load. "Now swallow it," I said and Daisy immediately gulped, then opened her mouth to show me that nothing was left. "You obeyed very well, Daisy," I said. "You deserve some attention now." 

"I loved serving you," she said. "I kind of like being controlled like that."

"Perhaps I'll control you again," I replied. "But now I want to do something for you." I wanted to taste Daisy's cute body and led her to the bed, laying her on her back with her legs hanging over and her feet resting on the floor.

I took off her platform shoes and kissed, licked and caressed my way from her toes up her legs to her completely bald pussy. I licked around her pussy and mound without touching her clit or lips, then worked my way up her trim belly to her pointy breasts. I sucked and licked her purple buds, feeling the ring in her left nipple bounce against my tongue and click when it touched my teeth. I gently bit and chewed her nipples, causing Daisy to moan and grab my shoulders with her hands. After playing with her like this for a while, I moved up to kiss her mouth, while using my hands to continue to pinch and pull her nipples.

My cock was hard again and Daisy reached down to stroke it with her right hand as we kissed. "I hope you're going to fuck me with this thing," She said playfully. 

"I plan on it," I said, "but first I have to taste your pussy."

Daisy shivered in pleasure as I touched her labia with my tongue and began to lick and probe her pretty pussy. As I continued, Daisy moaned and began pulling on her own nipples as she squirmed on my tongue. I painted long tongue-strokes up her lips, culminating in flicking the little metal ring in her clit and then stuffed two fingers up Daisy's tight pussy, wet with her arousal. I dedicated an increasing percentage of my strokes to her clit as I took a wet finger out of her cunt and placed on at the opening of her ass. Daisy whimpered as I licked her clit and firmly stuffed a finger into her little starfish. In less than a minute, Daisy screamed out an orgasm and I sat back to watch her writhe in the aftershocks of her climax. 

The other three stopped what they were doing to watch and this is when I noticed how the girl-sex on the other side of the bed had progressed. Pauline and Francisca were lying down in a sixty-nine, Francisca on top, while Jane used a strap on to fuck Francisca's pussy doggy style. As they resumed and Daisy's breathing returned to normal, we both watched them and Jane winked and flashed us a big smile.

My cock was standing tall again and Jane said, "If you're not going to fuck Daisy, then bring that thing over here."

Daisy jumped up and grabbed my cock saying, "please put it inside me."

Jane smirked and continued to bounce against Pauline's ass as Daisy slurped my cock into her mouth. Once my cock was slathered with Daisy's spit, I withdrew it from her mouth and pushed her down on the bed. She spread her legs wide, looking at me with a hungry expression. "Fuck me," she said, grabbing her feet with her hands to pull her legs completely open for me. 

I placed my cock head between her pussy lips and slid it inside as Daisy moaned her approval. Her pussy felt hot and wet and her inner muscles firmly gripped my cock. As I steadily pushed my cock in and out of her, Daisy looked me in the eye and kept up a steady stream of filthy talk.

"Split me open with your cock, fuck me, use me, make me your slut," she urged me.

I reached down to flick Daisy's clit ring as I fucked her, feeling her slick cunt sucking my cock. 

Next to us, Pauline and Francisca were groaning in orgasm. Jane pulled her strap-on out of Pauline and took it off her waist. As Pauline and Francisca recuperated, Jane came to our side of the bed and placed her pussy on Daisy's mouth, saying "Lick that thing for me you sexy bitch."

Daisy complied as I continued to fuck her and reached forward to caress Jane's firm, round ass and alternately, to pull on Daisy's hard, pointy nipples. Daisy seemed to know what she was doing as within a few minutes, Jane hollered out her orgasm and fell to the side of the bed. I pulled Daisy up to kiss her passionately, tasting Jane's pussy on her lips, then told her to flip over. Daisy got on her knees and I groaned at the sight of her sexy ass and wet pussy glistening below it. I stuck my cock back inside her and started to pound her as Daisy continued to moan out encouragements to me. 

At this point, Francisca raised herself up and began to caress Daisy's irresistible ass. She squeezed it and pulled it apart as I fucked Daisy with a steady rhythm. Gathering some moisture from her own wet pussy, Francisca placed a wet finger at Daisy's asshole and slowly worked it inside. "Oh fuck!" Daisy exclaimed.

I could feel Francisca's finger alongside my cock inside of Daisy. Her pussy felt even tighter now. Francisca spat onto Daisy's asshole and then worked a second finger into her. Daisy had stopped talking and merely moaned to indicate the intensity of her sensations.

Pauline hopped off the bed and retrieved something from the night stand; a bottle of lubricant. She squirted some onto Daisy's asshole and Francisca now forced three fingers into the petite Filipina's ass, causing her to yell, "fuck that's tight!"

"Daisy, I think you're ready to have Liam's cock in your ass. Have you ever been ass-fucked before?" asked Pauline.

"One boyfriend tried," panted Daisy, "but it hurt and I made him stop."

"He fucks my ass a lot. I love it," said Pauline. "If you don't want his cock in your ass, I want it in mine."

"No!" Daisy interjected, "keep fucking me, fuck my ass. I said to make me your slut and I meant it."

Pauline pushed me back, causing my cock to emerge from Daisy's pussy, then sucked me into her mouth for a few moments, forcing me all the way into her throat before she pulled off. Pauline then slathered my cock with lube and Francisca pulled her fingers out of Daisy's ass and went to wash her hands. 

A recovered Jane sat up to pull Daisy's ass cheeks apart as Pauline directed my cock to Daisy's virgin starfish. I popped the head of my cock inside without much resistance. Daisy sighed.

"That looks so good," Jane commented as she continued to hold Daisy's ass cheeks apart. 

"Skewer her ass with your cock" Pauline hissed. "Make her your slut!"

I slowly pushed all the way into Daisy's ass as she moaned and sighed. "It's so intense, it's so good."

Jane got underneath Daisy and started flicking her clit with her tongue, sometimes taking a break to lick my balls as they swung against Daisy's pussy. Pauline held my hips from behind and pushed me deep into Daisy's ass. Francisca returned, took in the sight of our orgy and said "I have to get in on this."

Francisca sat on her haunches in front of Daisy and grabbed her pointy breasts as they hung down. Then Francisca moved in to place her pussy at Daisy's mouth. I couldn't see but could tell from Francisca's expression that Daisy was putting her tongue to use.

I was super hard as I plundered Daisy's sweet ass and extremely aroused by the sight of the actions of the sexy women all around me. Daisy moaned out an orgasm but none of us stopped using her.

"Don't cum in her ass, Liam," Pauline urged me, "cum on her tongue, let her swallow your cum again. Make her your slut."

Daisy seemed to cum again with another loud cry and I was definitely on the brink. I pulled out, pushed Francisca out of the way and pumped out my load into Daisy's open mouth where it formed a white pool on her extended tongue.

"Now swallow it bitch," Jane commanded and Daisy, with a glazed look on her face, closed her mouth and gulped down my cum.

"That was fucking hot!" Pauline enthused.

"An excellent performance," Francisca agreed. "Now I think these two are spent for a while. Liam and Daisy, you can sleep in this bedroom tonight, there's a bathroom just outside if you need it. Everybody else, let's see if the party is still going on." And with that, Francisca, Jane and Pauline slithered back into their costumes and left the room, leaving only a candle burning.

As I lay down next to her, Daisy embraced me with her body, still moist with perspiration and hot from our recent exertion. I kissed her lush lips and ran my fingers down her curvy body, pulling her close to me. "Daisy, you are incredibly hot," I told her.

"You," Daisy breathed, "and your lovers, well, I've never experienced anything like that before. I hope this isn't a one-time thing."

"I have a feeling this is just the beginning," I said, and we fell asleep entangled in each others' limbs.