0 comments/ 23818 views/ 0 favorites Kylie & Jane Ch. 01 By: weakone Kylie opened the front door slowly, easing the weight of it so there would be no creaking to tell of her arrival. She tucked her brown curls behind her ear as she leaned into the mud room. Seeing no one she slipped all the way in and closed the door. There were no signs of Jane, no TV noise, no music, no smell of tea or heavy jasmine perfume. --- Jane hadn't been treated properly lately, stripped and knelt before and tasted properly. She knew her stress had gotten the better of her when at work yesterday she noticed the deep frown her mouth formed and how it influenced her whole face to sag and seem pale. Screw it; she needed to FEEL something again. The nightclubs, the singles websites all of it was useless for her. She didn't need another unknown quantity, she needed a lover with power in his hands, and the willingness to be enthralled by her pleasure, someone to sip from her body the hot tides and share his own passionate tendencies with her. And she knew of one. She had encountered Tommy at the Co-Op in the produce section, squeezing and inhaling from each fruit before choosing to put it back. She stared for a moment and then slipped around the aisle and hid herself as she watched him. He would carefully rub the skins of the fruits with his thumb before gripping it and raising it, then the squeeze, then the smell. He allowed himself every sensation except the tasting before putting the piece back and going on to the next. The pears had seemed promising to him, but in the end he only bought two peaches. He had continued down the aisle and brushed past her as she pressed back against the display rack; he excused himself and left her flooded with peaches as the fragrance followed him. He checked out and she checked out and she watched him slip into his car and pull away. The emotional attachment he had developed within her took over, she ran into the intersection waving and yelling. She was a vision as the traffic avoided her and honked, one man rolled down his window in the rain. When did it start raining? "Honey, you need to come home with me, I'll get you all dried off." He was older and unhappy looking. He drove on without making any serious advance. She looked down at herself, all wet and frigid. Her breasts so obvious she felt her shirt was painted on. The walk to her car was slow; all the cloudy spots of the universe seemed more prominent. Her negativity at letting him get away dowsed the fire he had started, it was obscene how she behaved she kept reminding herself. But all the raw sex she had had with him had been only in her mind, in a flash, as he passed her. --- Without knowing it, Tommy had been slowly torturing his housemate. His daily routines were stretching thin her ability to be around him and not pounce. His quiet walks out onto the deck to stretch, or lay in the sun were irresistible temptations to drop whatever she had been doing and get sight of him. Creeping cat-like to the patio door each day, one day it was too much and she began pleasantly scratching her thigh, then rubbing a sore hip, then tickling along her own panty line feeling the lacy elastic slip up over her fingers. Her hair was wiry and just brushing it sent shivers through her spread legs. She sat as a butterfly both hands now concerned with her pleasure, one pressed to the glass, when she removed it to squeeze her left breast she looked from Tommy's body to his eyes staring at her. She didn't stop, why should she? She needed a release and sneaking around was fucking insane, she would out herself in her lust and maybe get some much needed attention. She rolled onto her back and unzipped her cutoffs, lifting her hips she slid them up and off bending her knees and flashing her vagina, then as seductively as she could coming up to kneel and pulling off her shirt (no bra). With her right hand back on her crotch she leaned back to the left with her hand braced. Looking at Tommy's obvious erection Kylie had concentrated. Winding herself up, confidently, rashly moaning as her she masturbated, Tommy sat up from the lounge chair, turning to focus on her, she swelled sexually as she felt more and more desired and addicted by his gaze, her hand moved faster and she rose off her heels as she chased the leading edge of the orgasm, crashing wet and open-mouthed on the carpet as if fallen from a great height to the warm touch of her own hand still parting her lips and enjoying the moisture. --- Kylie & Jane Ch. 02 Jane waited patiently at the café table, outside again in the breeze, her sunbrown shoulders relaxed for once. The wind flipped her dress up past her panties, and she was sure to be slow to smooth it back, her hands shaking with excitement as she anticipated Kylie. Her pillow friend from college had helped her through some dry spells, Kylie's talent with her fingers matched Jane's own talent with her tongue. But today Kylie had insisted on meeting here, next to the Co-Op, and Jane could only hope Tommy would happen to be here too. She leaned in to sip her tea and saw every bit of her (current) fantasy's come true as Kylie came down the sidewalk in a yellow tube top and unreasonably short linen skirt, her body strung lusciously from head to toe with creamy skin and a sexy jiggle. Her breasts fit perfectly to her body, just as plump and sweet as her legs and buttocks, but with an allure that focused all eyes on her. Jane nearly spilled her ginger tea as she noticed Tommy definitely walking beside K, definitely coming over to sit down with her! "Janie," cried Kylie. "God, you look so delicious." With a quick hug and a peck on the cheek the girls both turned to admire Tommy, his broad chest and smile were too much for words. Jane stared, and Kylie gloated. "Jane, this is Tommy. I'm sure I mentioned my new housemate after Rita moved out I Sara and I needed a third and Tommy fit the bill." "I can see that," Jane responded easily slipping in the subtle, yet obvious, innuendo. "Hello Jane, I feel like I've seen you before," Tommy commented. "Do you come here much?" Before Kylie could jump in and recount Jane's description of the previous week, Jane answered. "Yes, I do, and I feel you're quite familiar too." Tommy's smile crushed against her breasts and pried her legs apart. She just barely recovered before stroking a finger across her clit, and returned the smile. "Tommy dear, will you get me a coffee please," Kylie asked? "Of course." And Tommy left the table. "Tell me," Jane demanded. Kylie told everything. How she had lusted for the man and been driven to spying on him, finally catching him pleasuring himself she threw herself on him. She did not ask for permission, in fact other than screaming his name and moaning senselessly she had not spoken at all. She had picked herself up off the carpet and opened the door. Tommy hurried to cover himself, more out of habit, but as Kylie strode naked to his chair she shook her breasts and ass with confidence in her afterglow. Kneeling, she pulled the towel back and forced him to lie down. Her hands stroked and pulled his cock, fingers trailing lightly on his soft skin, her grip hard and her tongue lapping up precum and following the ridge of his circumcised head. He had been close from his own touch, and with a few minutes of her incredibly unexpected appearance she was running her thumb up Tommy's shaft and enjoying his cum as it drained into her mouth. He was not finished and neither was she. Tommy took her cue and followed Kylie back into the house. They made it to the stairs. As Kylie climbed she turned and glanced to draw his eyes to her lips, breasts, ass, and pussy all at once. He pushed her down quickly to all fours and licked up the back of her thighs to her vagina, its plump redness was sweet with her own juice, when he split her labia open with his fingers, it ran out like a tidal wave. Nibbling and stroking her lips and clit she reached back and pressed his head tight to her behind. He reached with a free hand to feel her skin and ribs and dangling breasts and she came, loudly swearing, encouraging with a harsh voice. "Fuck." Was all she said next, and Tommy took it to mean the next item on their menu. He climbed past her, going into his suite, he dug out condoms and personal lubricant, he did not know where this was going and wanted to be prepared. Kylie took a moment in her bedroom and returned to Tommy's with black stockings and high heels, it was very Porno, but that was exactly what she wanted. Tommy lay back and smiled, his cock wrapped and ready. Kylie stood against the wall and spread her arms and legs as if she was caught and waiting to be searched. Her ass turned up and proudly exposing her pussy again. Tommy pressed one hand into her back again and held her still as he felt her legs one after the other, from top to bottom, admiring the insides especially, until he pressed his body against her and leaned in to whisper and smell her hair. The black hose on her white skin was exquisite, and her glutes stood up and spread on their own when she flexed anticipating his penetration. With both hands he gently squeezed each breast, dipping his hips and sliding in the first inch. Her lips spread to accept him, smoothly following the contours of his shaft, the tight wetness teased them both. His groin was on fire as her liquid body heat flooded down. They held this for a moment and continued, his pace increased, her breathless words struck him, he held her hips back and their movement was dancing as much as fucking. She pushed his weight off of her and pushed him out of her body. She made him lay down and mounted him, her knees on either side of his hips her vagina again surrounded him. She rode with a quick pace, pulling his face up to her breasts he met her at the bottom of each stroke and rolled his tongue around her nipples, gorging on her body, his mouth spasmed from wide deep kisses to licks that scraped her flesh with their precision. Again he could feel his groin build energy for the surge of orgasm, and his own moans changed for her to know. He came first, his hands and arms gripping her by the waist to hold her still for his final rapid phase, something about his pressure and grip released her own cum, seconds after his. She screamed and caught her balance on his shoulders. Their tension eased, Kylie made plans. --- When Tommy returned the smiles on their faces told him what their conversation had been about. He smiled back, glancing at the small bruises on Kylie's hips, his cock grew and was tight in his pants. Jane was definitely the girl from the Co-Op, he would be sure to get the information out of her later, but those eyes don't come along every day. His own shyness had let her get away, but now he felt godlike. Finding a woman, any woman masturbating to him was the ultimate turn on. Nothing could hold him back from an ego boost like that, and since Kylie had already told him he would be shared with at least two of her friends, he was left to guess which ones, and enjoy the game. Kylie & Jane Ch. 03 They had lunch nearby and Tommy's interest grew when Kylie and Jane kissed quickly after one small exchange of conversation and laughter. Jane leaned in with her elbows on the table and never took her eyes off Kylie's lips as the pressed together. It was an intimate and strong sensual kiss, each girl seemed a little more aggressive afterwards. Jane had begun touching her upper arms, running her fingers through her hair and down her neck. She began sitting at an angle to the table so her legs mimicked any gesture she made, except they always pointed at Tommy. They were strong and tanned, she had kicked off the sandals she wore as they walked and Tommy was overwhelmed with her tempting skin. Kylie would raise her arms to stretch and Tommy's attention would turn to enjoy the plush suspension of her breasts, which would jiggle when she laughed. All he could do was smooth his pants and adjust his erection. He built up the courage to whisk Kylie away for some tension easing play and struck during a pause in conversation. "Darling, I need to make a phone call in the back, but can you come interrupt me in five minutes or so, this guy can talk for an hour if I don't cut him off," Tommy asked. His plan was brilliant, and his eyes told her 'interrupt' had several meanings and he wanted her dirtiest, most extensive interruption allowable by law. "Sure, I'll watch the clock, babe," she replied, smiling and planning something. Off Tommy went and Kylie excused herself a minute later to use the washroom. Tommy needed someone to suck his cock, or lean against the wall and let him nail her there. He was not very surprised when Jane came around the corner and swung the door closed. Her dark eyes made his speech to his client stumble, but he recovered and she slowly closed the distance. Her hands transitioned between her legs and her stomach, untucking her shirt and undoing several buttons. Tommy's client went on and on with a golf story while Jane pressed him to the wall and pulled his pants off, tossing them aside. His boxers kept him covered, but without pants he felt very exposed and worried about who might catch them. She was very short, around five feet tall, with strong arms and legs and full breasts, she opened her shirt, letting him see her hard nipples through the red bra, and her soft skin practically smoked. She pushed him backwards, he stammered on the phone, trying to get a word in and excuse himself, but with no success. He laid back across an ottoman and into the seat of a leather chair, smiling and feeling even more exposed. Her fingers opened the fly and were cold as she pulled his cock out. It was leaking and close to bursting as she lapped her broad tongue from base to tip, firmly pressing with her right hand, then held the head in her lips, flicking her tongue and stroking her thumb. He danced in the chair in tortured pleasure, very glad his legs were free to move. She snaked her left hand up the leg of his boxers and softly touched his balls, steadily sucking his cock and letting her hair fall around her, this was Tommy's bonus, a hair massage. Tommy knew this was Kylie's idea, it had to be. But he still jumped when her face appeared and he could not tell from the angle if she were mad or not. But, as she pressed her panties into his face, he guessed she was okay. And for sure, as she straddled his shoulders waiting for his tongue to trace her pussy, he had her permission. He ended his conversation and reached to her buttocks, pulling her down to his mouth, just as Jane lowered her pussy onto his cock. She had wrapped him and the girls had been toying with themselves; so each lovers pleasure was not far off. The room stank of sex as they collected themselves. Tommy helped Kylie with her panties and Jane helped Tommy clean his cock. They paid and left for Tommy and Kylie's place to sit in the sun and enjoy the rest of the day. --- They all laid out naked by the pool for a short while, no one wanted a sunburn when there was so much fun to be had. The girls smelled like suntan lotion as they went inside, Kylie slightly pink and Jane a bit deeper bronze, their breasts pressed together as they kissed, their bodies angles and curves drove Tommy wild, he felt he would never have enough of them. They appraised him and decided to change things around this time. Tommy was determined to turn the tables on them. "Jane, did you know what a hot slut our girl Sara is," Kylie pointed out. "We better go through her gear and see what we can find." The girls sprinted up the stairs toward Sara's room, bouncing and jiggling for Tommy to watch. Quickly enough Jane crept back down and pushed him into an office chair, knelt down and as Tommy leaned his head back in anticipation of her lips and teeth sliding down his shaft he heard two clicks from a set of handcuffs, pink and feathery of course, felt a kiss on his cock and Jane sprinted away laughing. His right arm was now locked to the chair and he shifted for comfort, confident they would not be gone very long. Kylie explored Sara's closet, so full of toys and costumes, running her fingers over the shafts of dildos and vibrators, tapping one on her lips as her eyes roamed over the clothing. Jane bounced on the bed in a field of pillows and opened the drawer of the bedside table, that's where she kept her best friends! And Sara was no different. A long, rippling, bright pink strap on was going to be perfect! And a second set of handcuffs, and some delicious looking nipple clamps!! Kylie came back ready for Tommy in a short pink tube top and matching skirt that was at most four inches long, not enough to cover the top curve of her ass or the front of her crotch. She was barefoot and had pulled her hair up in a bun. Jane also drew her hair up and was dressing as slowly with rolled up pink knee-highs and had settled on wearing the strap on as they went down stairs. The girls kissed, Kylie stroking Jane's hard on, then pulling her out the door. Tommy still could not believe his luck as the girls approached him and he reached up with his free had to swat Kylie's ass, but Jane caught his hand and locked it down with more handcuffs. She then step in front of him and pulled his mouth onto the dildo mounted to her body 'I need you to moisten this up for Kylie," she said as she pumped in and out, feeling for a moment what it was like to be on the receiving end of a blow job. She pulled back, kissed Kylie and made her lift one leg onto the arm of Tommy's chair, he then had the front row seat for Jane's slow penetration. Kylie's pussy lips spread wide as she took Jane little by little, feeling each bump stretch her sensitive parts. She moaned and turned toward Tommy to encourage Jane, her eyes begging for heat. Tommy squirmed and Jane pulled Kylie off to rest her head in Tommy's lap. Jane continued fucking, Kylie wrapped her hands tight around Tommy's erection and moaned, sucking hard on the tip. Her body rocked forward and her small breasts brushed their hard nipples on his legs. Soon enough they moved again. Kylie lay on her back and Jane mounted her in the missionary position, again fucking relentlessly both of their breasts shaking as they concentrated. They cried out together and collapsed, Jane pulled out of Kylie's body and reached to her pussy to remove the vibrator now covered in her cum. Tommy persuaded the girls to unlock him and was lapping at Jane's pussy when the door closed and Sara started yelling. "What the fuck Kylie? Tommy? That's my stuff," she pointed out. Neither of them could argue and Jane looked up after Tommy stopped licking. Sara posed in a knee length skirt and tank top, her petite body draining tension as she put all the pieces together and took advantage of the situation.