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Three Steps

By: swtna



Eddie had taken Sasha's class for several years. Every Tuesday night he spent an enjoyable hour sweating with her, Lisa, and Tanya to Sasha's playlists and her evil cycling routines. The four of them were a constant, others came and went but they were there week in and week out aside from a sick kid or a business trip. Over the years he had managed to turn back the hands of time and lose some of that stubborn weight that father time have deposited around his midsection, thanks in large part to Sasha's encouragement. Over the years they gravitated towards each other and became friends.

Sasha was an extremely high energy blonde, with a hot cyclist body and legs to die for, Lisa was a short brunet who wore thick black librarian style glasses, and Tanya was a curvaceous red head with huge natural tits. All four of them were forty somethings getting ready to become empty nesters. Eddie would be a liar if he didn't make a Tuesday night or two sole to enjoy the sight of Lisa's ass pumping out of the saddle, checking out Sasha's cleavage during a hover, or Tanya sweat soaked shirt clinging to those huge tits as they talked after class.

But all that changed, one horrible October night when Eddie's wife told him now that the kids had left home, she was leaving him too. The divorce was civil and business like, she had been more and more distant the last few years and obviously had been planning her exit strategy for several years. She was fair, she said she was sorry, and that they both deserved better. But having your life's possessions and memories tallied up, evaluated and divided up just made him feel worthless. They signed the papers and she kissed him goodbye, "You will be fine, I always will hold a place in my heart for you."

While those were wonderful words, why was she throwing away 25 years of their lives? Eddie felt lower than he ever did before. He was fairly successful, but far from rich, they had a nice suburban home, and two beautiful boys who were almost done with college. He had transformed himself and gotten back into shape to try and relight the spark that had been missing, but it wasn't good enough. He wasn't enough of a man to keep her, and he started thinking about ending it all.

It is always darkest before the dawn. Fortunately his friends from Tuesday night decided it was time for some intervention. After seeing their friend walking around in a haze for the last several months they knew he needed something to jolt him back into the real world and help him move on. 

Eddie still came to his Tuesday night classes since the girls were about the only thing that could even bring a hint of a smile to his face. But even that relief wasn't helping to clear dark feelings that clouded his head. But this Tuesday, the cycling studio was strangely empty, Eddie came in early to warm up with Sasha. They exchanged some small talk about Sasha's son who was a senior this year. Finally, she looked up and handed him an invitation. "The Y is sponsoring a counseling group tomorrow night. Dealing with divorce. I want you to be there!" 

He looked at the invitation. The class was to be held at the Hampton Inn and featured Sasha as the seminar leader. "If not for you, you can at least help a friend deal with speaking in public." He agreed to come. 

That night he noticed that Lisa had ditched her baggy sweats and was wearing a sports skirt. Since she was the bike in front of him, he finally noticed that when they hovered, he could look right up that skirt and see her hard ass. Sasha seemed to spend more time than normal in the hover, flashing that cleavage. Between Lisa's ass and Sasha's tits, Eddie was starting to get turned on. He looked to his right and saw Tanya was looking approvingly at the bulge in his shorts, had a grin and winked at Sasha who seductively licked her lips. At the end of class Lisa asked, "Like the view baby!" Eddie blushed. "Don't be embarrassed! I've been flashing you the last three weeks. Glad you finally noticed!" 

Tanya seized the moment as well, "Don't worry baby, he noticed and he's got a very nice package for you!" As she whispered those words to them she rubbed those big tits against him. Soon he was very aroused again, the first time in months. 

Sasha joined them whispering, "Hey girls, that package is mine too! He spent the whole class looking down my shirt. Oooh! looks like he has enough there for all of us." 

Then they were back to normal, as Sasha made small talk with the other folks there for the class and Eddie tried to regain his composer as he packed up his stuff and wiped down his bike. Tanya and Lisa walked out giggling like a couple of schoolgirls. Finally, it was just Sasha and him and she was all business as she said, "I'll see you tomorrow night, right?" 

"You bet I'll be there!" 

"Good boy." She kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "You'll enjoy it, I promise!"

Eddie was absolutely in shock, walking out of the Y. Did that really happen? Did three of his fantasy girls really just throw themselves at him? God he felt like a man again. He barely was able to keep his mind focused on the ride home. The vision of Lisa's ass, Sasha's tits, and Tanya's sexy voice and hot breath in his ear nearly caused him to drive off the road. He was searching for a reason to go on, he found he had three that were with him the whole time. 

The seminar the next evening was very helpful. Turns out Sasha was an excellent facilitator and led the group discussion about how each member dealt with their personal loss. Eddie found he wasn't alone in and the others had felt the same way and that things weren't quite as hopeless as they seemed. He just needed to let his ex wife go and take the first steps to getting his life back. At the end of the evening he was getting ready to go out with a better outlook. 

Sasha asked him how he liked the seminar, and if he wouldn't mind helping her drop off some supplies back at the Y. Eddie thanked her for getting him out there and followed her back to the Y. The Y was dark and empty as Sasha unlocked the doors and they carried the two boxes upstairs to the cycle room. They brought the supplies into the back room and put them on the shelf. 

"So tell me, did you like what you saw Tuesday night, baby?" Sasha suddenly purred as she flipped the switch.

"Oh yes! I've enjoyed sneaking a peak for years." Eddie replied. 

"Well," Sasha had slid out of her blazer and was seductively unbuttoning her blouse, "what if I offered you a bit more than a peak?" She pulled her blouse off and wrapped it around Eddie's head pulling his head into her cleavage. 

Eddie didn't need any encouragement as he reached around her and unhooked her bra in one smooth motion. "Oh Eddie! You little stud!" He hungerly sucked on her full tits, first left then right. His hands went to work on unzipping and pulling off her skirt. Sasha pulled him up to his feet and planted the hottest wettest kiss on his mouth, as her hands started to remove his shirt and then dove inside his pants rub his hard cock. They broke their embrace as Eddie ripped off his pants and Sasha peeled of her soaking wet panties. She dove to her knees and took his massive cock in her mouth. Her mouth felt so good as her tongue worked his cock and she took him deep as she could as he grabbed her head and fucked her mouth. 

Sasha pulled him out of her mouth and then breathlessly shouted, "My god!! Girls you better get in here quick or I'm not going to share!" 

Lisa and Tanya, sexily strolled in hand in hand. "Sounds like you need some help with that monster." 

Tanya joined Sasha on her knees and started a double header as Lisa slowly stripped off Tanya's bra and panties for her. She presented Eddie with Tanya's panties, but Eddie said he wanted hers. Tanya and Sasha alternately sucked on his head and balls and Lisa slowly stripped and then turned around bent over and slid off her panties and showed him her spectacular ass. "Bet you want some of this booty, don't you baby!" 

Lisa directed the party to a stack of mats on the floor, then straddled Eddie's head and joined the girls on Eddie's cock. Eddie was in absolute heaven as Tanya and Lisa licked his shaft and Sasha sucked on his balls while Lisa's hot box was grinding against his face. He thrust his tongue into Lisa's sweet pussy and tried to maintain his composure as he felt those hot mouths working him.

Sasha finally decided it was time to take charge and feed her hungry pussy. She mounted Eddies cock and slowly guided it into her dripping wet hole. Lisa held her position on Eddies face and continued to lick Eddie's shaft as it slid inside Sasha. Then she alternated between licking Sasha's clit and Eddie's cock as Sasha started riding his cock. Tanya took a seat behind Eddie's head and impatiently waited her turn while fingering her red haired pussy, as Eddie continued to lick Lisa's snatch.

Tanya decided it was her turn to go for a ride and changed places with Sasha. Eddie could barely contain himself as Tanya's hungry snatch devoured his cock and she squeezed him tight with her well defined muscles. She rocked hard as Lisa went to work on her friend's clit. 

Finally Eddie had to speak up, "I think its Lisa's turn." Eddie pulled himself out of Tanya, let his cock slide up between Lisa's tits and past her wet folds as he pulled himself up to take her from behind. Tanya held her spot offering Lisa her pussy as Eddie grabbed Lisa's hips and slammed his cock into her. Sasha stood up behind him and rubbed her sex against his ass and reach around to cup his balls. 

Sasha was sucking on his earlobe and whispering, "Oh yes! Fuck her hard! Fuck that pussy good, you know you always wanted some of that booty. Harder! Fill that sweet pussy full of your hot come!"

"Come inside my pussy baby, please shoot your hot load into me," Lisa shouted. With that Eddie stiffened up and exploded 4 months of bent up frustration into Lisa's with load after load of his boiling seed until he just collapsed on top of her. Sasha rolled him off Lisa and then greedily ate Eddie's cum out of Lisa's throbbing pussy. 

Tanya came over and cleaned up Eddie's semi hard cock sucking it deep into her throat. Then she looked up, "Anyone need a shower? Care for a tour of the woman's locker room stud?" She led Eddie downstairs leaving Sasha to finish her midnight snack as Lisa began to howl at the moon. 

Tanya led him into the women's locker room, and fired up several of the showers. The room was soon engulphed in steam. Tanya grabbed some shampoo from her locker and sexily lathered both of them up. "Oh baby, let momma clean the scent of those filthy little whores off you," Tanya teased as she soaped up Eddie's once again rock hard cock. She used her amble breasts to scrub his cock clean. "Oh you like it when momma, gets you clean don't you." Then like Sybil, Tanya changed personalities, "Bet you always dreamed of slamming your hard cock between these big old titties. I know you loved to stare at them every week, hoping I wouldn't notice. Well here they are, wrapped around your big hard prick. Bet you never been titty fucked so good."

Eddie responded with a grunt and then started thrusting hard between those soapy hooters. After a couple of heavenly minutes between those tits, Eddie stood her up and spun her around. "Ohhh yeah baby ride me hard! How many years have you stared at this ass saying, God I want to hit that! Do it baby!" Eddie grabbed her hips and slammed his hard cock into her filling her to the hilt then rode her like a bucking bronco. He alternated between grabbing those huge tits and spanking her ass. 

Eddie almost jumped out of his skin when Lisa's and Sasha's hands found his back. They took up positions on each side of him, played with his nipples and alternated kissing him as they grinded their wet pussies against him. The girls encouraged him, "Give it to her baby, fuck that big red pussy! Make those big old titties bounce! Yes that's it! Fuck her harder, faster yes, yes, yes!" 

Tanya burst into screaming orgasm and throbbed and squeezed Eddies cock pushing him over the edge. "Oh yes! Come with me baby! Oh yeah!" For the second time Eddie emptied his balls into one of his fantasy girl's pussy. He could barely stand as Lisa lead him out of the shower room and plopped him down in a chair before cleaning up his cock and sucking the last drops of cum out. Sasha stayed with Tanya and enjoyed some dessert. 

Lisa and Tanya got dressed and kissed Eddie goodbye, and headed home from their 'Girls Night Out.' They giggled like a couple of schoolgirls, whispering that they had to make sure their hubbies got some tonight. 

Eddie helped Sasha, clean everything up in the locker room and cycling center and escorted her out to her car. "So I hope you found our counseling session to be worthwhile."

"Oh yes it was quite a session." Eddie smiled.

"The first step is to make you realize you are not alone. Then next is to make you realize you aren't less of a man just because your wife divorced you. And third is to make sure you have something to live for so you can look forward and start to move on with your life." 

"Well you've done an excellent job counselor."

Sasha seductively turned and ran a finger down his chest, "Oh we have only begun, separation counseling is a LOOOOONG term process." 

As she drove off, Eddie sat in the parking lot. Wow he really had a lot to live for! 

Three Steps to Heaven



The house seemed to shake to it’s very foundations as Lisa slammed the door shut behind her. She had wanted her departure to be a quiet, un-dramatic exit. In the three years she had been with David there had been many rows, some of them even violent. His surprise return home just as she was about to leave, for the very last time had ruined her well prepared plan. There was to be no about turn though. All his angry remonstrations were to no avail. Not this time. He’d had one affair too many and she was determined to get out. 

She’d drive up to her Mothers house in Lake Tahoe for some R & R. A long drive from New Mexico but that didn’t faze her at all. David had provided well for her these past few years. She mused how she might miss his money as she sank into the leather upholstery of the Mustang, it’s roof already down. Gunning the engine into life, the gearbox into drive and hitting the accelerator with venom sent the wheels spinning and tyre’s screeching as the black convertible sped away. She neither glanced in the mirror nor looked back.

Free of the confines of the City where in truth she had never been happy, a sense of liberation overcame her. As urban sprawl gave way to open country, the long straight highway yielded mile after mile of impoverished scrubland, interspersed with trailer settlements and the odd run down gas station. She thought about herself and what life would hold in store for her.

At 32, Lisa was confident enough in her own mind to know there would be no shortage of men interested in her. Men were her Achilles heel, the thought of life without one for very long had never entered her head. She glanced down at her long, tanned legs and admired her brown arms. The tone of her skin contrasting vividly with the yellow of her skimpy mini-dress. She altered the angle of the rear view mirror to contemplate her face. A face she never tired of looking at. Framed by shoulder length auburn hair and graced with bewitching brown eyes. To say she was happy in her skin would have been gross understatement.

The Mustang made light work of the distance. As she sped northward the mid-day sun blazed hot and she was tempted to flick the switch which would re-institute the roof, shading her. But no, she was enjoying the ultra-violet....life had been dark for too long these past few months.

She had also realised that she was causing something of an attraction for the truck drivers as she sped by them. A latent exhibitionist streak in Lisa had been dormant for some time. As the monotony of the miles took it’s toll on her concentration though, , she found herself revelling in the obvious attention from these leering journeymen. She even found herself slowing slightly as she approached each of these leviathans of the road. Giving their drivers a few short seconds more of ogling time.

It had dawned upon her that some of the guys she was passing seemed to have prior knowledge of her presence, turning over their shoulder as she approached. Of course! c.b. radio, she mused to herself....they’re talking about me on the c.b. radio.

This realisation sent an extra thrill through her loins and she sensed a moistness between those lithe legs as her sexual juices, stimulated by this blatant exhibitionism began, ever so slightly, to flow.

The next few miles were uneventful though as traffic thinned out. Her mind wandered into fantasy to ease the boredom. Thought of past torrid sexual encounters, and the promise of new ones flitted in and out of her sun scorched head. Her right hand had found it’s way down to her moist patch and her middle digit was deftly probing that most private of places. She’d settled further back into the driving seat, legs easing ever wider apart and was now sinking into a self-induced sea of lust and the most basic of pleasure.

Then, away in the distance, she spotted the back end of a semi-truck. Smoke billowing black as coal from the twin exhaust stacks. The slight, but very long upgrade a challenge for man and machine as the huge diesel engine powered eighteen wheels steadily, but slowly up the long, long hill.

A wicked thought entered Lisa’s head. She’d really give this one a show. There was nothing behind her as she gained on the struggling truck. She wriggled out of her panties dropping them to her ankles and over her feet, leaving them abandoned in the car’s footwell. As she came alongside her prey she eased off the gas and opening her legs still wider she adjusted the convertible’s speed so she was only just keeping pace with the big rig, a Scarlet red Kenworth. Her eyes fixed on the road ahead she didn’t even glance up to her right. She just kept one hand on the wheel as the other one unashamedly worked two fingers into her now well lubricated pussy. 

Shock waves of pleasure squirmed through her as she occasionally worked her clitoris. Dress now riding high she fucked away at herself for all of thirty second as she was alongside the Kenworth’s cab, all the time her gaze transfixed to the road ahead. A complete separation of mind and body, the latter winning out temporarily as the lust flowed inside her. A sudden stab of reality though, in the form of a Highway Patrol car approaching from the opposite direction brought her instantly to her senses. She floored the gas pedal, the big 3.8 turbo engine lifted the bonnet, pushed her backward into her seat and thrust her away from the eighteen wheeler. This reality jolt changed her mood almost instantly. "What in hell am I doing?’ she asked herself rhetorically. A mile or two down the road. More mundane thought turned to food as her tummy rumbled.....I need to eat, she decided.

Barely another mile had gone by when it happened. The constant, never changing beat of the engine had been replaced by an alarmingly erratic whine, plumes of white smoke trailed behind her and she knew she was in trouble. The consequences of her earlier actions began to dawn upon her to as she knew the big Kenworth would soon be approaching. She began to panic.

As surely as night follows days the eighteen wheeler hauled itself eventually to the spot where Lisa had pulled the Mustang off the road. A wide pull in, rough ground edged by a steep, unprotected drop of about three hundred feet. The car was quite close to the edge. The wheels of the Kenworth crunched onto the refuge sending clouds of dust billowing into the air.

It pulled to a stop alongside the car, masking the smaller vehicle entirely from the road. The handbrake applied with an accompanying hiss of pressurised air, locking the wheels. Lisa sat still hands, gripping the wheel, going nowhere but her own private hell. 

What she saw next, took her breath away.

Calf length leather boots began to descend the steps of the cabin, a pair of shapely female legs within, topped of by roughly cut-down jeans. As Lisa’s eyes travelled up wards she saw a tee-shirted torso and the smiling face of a woman of similar age to herself. An oil stained baseball cap atop her head. The face was alluring , if rather boyish. She doffed the cap, revealing a shock of short, spikey black hair. "Hi, my names Steph, thanks for stopping, I enjoyed the show back there, my own internal combustion engine came damn close to overheating honey"

Lisa, realising it looked as though she had stopped deliberately, was temporarily lost for words. She was so relieved the driver was female. Thoughts of a rampant and aroused male trucker had filled her head with thoughts of angry abuse, or even rape. How next to play this thing out though she wondered, this person was obviously bi-sexual at best or even lesbian. How had she gotten herself.into this, and more importantly how was she going to get out of it!

Thoughts of her own, single excursion into lesbian territory flashed into he mind. She’d been at college in the early nineties and had a brief, torrid affair with Linda, her roommate. It was as brief as it was beautiful. Old feelings came flowing back, she felt herself excited at the prospect of a one off encounter with this stranger, who had a winning smile and a way about her.

"Er.er..I’m sorry" she stammered..nervously I don’t know what came over me, I was just rather bored with the journey.

"Hell I get that every day of my working life honey" replied Steph, "C’mon into my boudoir, lets have a drink of something cool" She climbed into the sleeping pod of the Kenworth, leaving the door open, invitingly, behind her. Lisa, almost without hesitation, followed her. Climbing the three steps into the surprisingly large and comfortable living zone of the truck. Stephanie reached into the tiny fridge and produced a beer. Lisa cracked it open and swigged at the ice cold liquid , which slaked her dry throat. The injection of alcohol having an almost immediate effect on her brain, she began to relax as Steph opened herself a can and began to guzzle the contents.

The two talked for a while, sat on the edge of Steph’s capacious bunk, almost four feet wide and temptingly comfortable. The conversation centred wholly around Lisa, Steph listened as she disclosed details of her latest break up. The two laughed as they recalled past loves and the shortcomings of men. Lisa hardly noticed as Stephanie draped an arm around her, a few short seconds later, some intense eye-contact led to the inevitable first kiss. Lisa felt herself melting. This seemed to feel so, so right. 
 Steph’s touch was smooth and soft, contrasting to David's almost permanent three day stubble. Her lips were prised open by the deft and silky smooth tongue probing it’s way into her mouth. Steph relieved her of her second beer can , placing it on the floor of the cabin. The kisses grew ever more passionate, their heads locked together as they rapaciously fed on each others tongues, greedily, hurriedly.

Steph broke away to slip Lisa’s dress over her shoulders, the excited Lisa, about to surrender herself to this total stranger wriggled out of it. She was naked, and glorious. Standing five feet five, a dragon tattooed on her left buttock there was barely an ounce of fat on her. 

Steph surveyed this vision. An experienced lover, she had seldom seen such a beautiful body. She whipped her tee shirt over her head to reveal her whiter, slightly more ample form. Her arms were almost muscular around the biceps, after so many years wrestling with the big rigs steering. Lisa gazed at her breasts, much larger than her own, with beautiful dark brown nipples. One of which had been pierced, a silver ring adorning the teat. Wriggling out of her cut off jeans and black panties the renewed eye contact with Lisa brought a welcome smile, she knew it was going to be OK She locked the cabin door, and flicked on the air conditioning

Both standing now, they embraced. Being similar in height the restricted headroom of the cabin was not a problem and the two women kissed feverishly. Again, serpent like tongues dancing around each other, a wonderful portent of things to come, when even more erogenous zones might be explored. The two women, both naked now, sank to the bed. Steph was the more dominant and proceeded to explore Lisa’s ears with her slinky, silky tongue, this produced gasps of pleasure and when Steph breathed hot into her aural orifice she wilted as words, sex words began to flow from her new lovers magnificent mouth. "Oh yes Baby, I want you, I’m gonna fuck you, you’re all mine now" 

It seemed the most natural thing in the world when Steph eased down Lisa’s body. Licking hungrily as she went. Small beads of perspiration appearing on both of them, their faces flushed with anticipation and revelling in a woman’s touch. The Venus touch.

Pausing to please Lisa’s sensitive nipples, her tongue licked at these exquisitely erect little pinnacles. Lisa, shuddering with every flick of the tongue upon her responded with small gasps and hot, almost stifled breaths of pure pleasure.

A brief pause because Steph had one thing and one thing only on her mind. Pussy. She also had a fixation on anal sex and as she licked her way down to Lisa’s nether regions she knew exactly the path she was about follow. 

She sank to the floor with almost reptilian litheness, sliding Lisa’s vulnerable, open legged form to the edge of the bunk, her legs akimbo, offering an irresistible invitation to feast, which the greedy, sex hungry trucker was only to willing to exploit.

Fastening her mouth to Lisa’s pussy she tasted the tangy moistness that lingered there from half a days hard driving. The maiden musk merely excited Stephanie more as she licked wantonly at Lisa’s cunt. She spread her labia wide, the trimmed pubic hair allowing a clear view of the folds of femininity so long unexplored by her own ilk. Steph’s expert tongue began to probe deeply into Lisa’s love hole. The wench’s gasps had now become moans, moans of lust and the most basic of human instincts. Sheer fucking pleasure.

Steph, her calculating mind in top gear now, looking at the undulating form of Lisa, completely lost and abandoned to her touch, decided to move to her ultimate goal. Dipping first one, then two fingers deep into Lisa’s love hole she turned the girl over . With her knees on the edge of the bunk, supporting her weight with her arms, this classic ‘all fours position’ afforded Steph access to all areas of the bitch who was now almost whimpering with pre-orgasmic pleasure. Steph paused for a second to feast her eyes on the already stretched cunt before her. Discounting mere visual pleasure, she wanted to taste ass. Unwashed ass. With fingertips stretching Lisa’s rounded buttocks she began to roll her tongue around the pink, and puckered anal bud. This produced Lisa’s first words for a while "Oh fuckin’ jeezus, yes,yess......mmmmm fuck me, fuck me"

Never one to disappoint, Steph introduced a finger to Steph’s tight, hitherto unexplored asshole. Coldly fucking the tight sheath with a clinical rapidity that brought tears to the eye of her new lover. A second finger stretched the lovely Lisa even more, and when Steph, re-introduced her tongue to her prominent clit the response was all consuming. Lisa groaned the groan of the lost as she bucked onto the fingers invading her anus. Steph’ s hands, one furiously frigging herself to quickfire orgasm, the other now brutally squeezing Lisa’s left nipple were her solace, her pay-off., in this initial sexual joust. She hadn’t felt so good, so in control in a long, long time. A chance encounter which, unbeknown to them at the time, changed both their lives. 

The clock was ticking and there was no time for Lisa to return all of Stephanie’s favours, a freight driver’s schedule is often tight and there would be many more opportunities to satisfy the most ardent of her demands.

The car drivers and the truckers heading towards Lake Tahoe were mildly curious when they saw the Black Mustang attached by rope to the back of the eighteen wheeler. The big rig paused at a remote bend in the road, Steph untied the rope and with a little effort set the beautiful but disabled car freewheeling towards the water. The sight of her Mustang disappearing under the cold, deep waters of the lake didn’t bother Lisa at all.

She had a new steed, one to ride and to be ridden. A new friend, a new lover, a new life.