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An Affectionate Friendship

By: Michael142



This is the story about a young woman named Kelly, and an older gentleman TJ, written in the first person from the perspective of the girl. TJ is a friend of the family, and was Kelly's frequent "babysitter" when she was a young girl. Readers will notice I have split the events of the evening into two parts. Part One is the more tame telling of the non-sexual portion of the evening, and those not wishing to partake of the more heated part of the story may wish to stop after this part. Part Two is the more "R-rated" portion of the evening's events, and some readers might even wish to skip Part One, and get right to the action. In either case, enjoy as you are most comfortable. 

This is my first attempt at writing this type of story, and serves as a break from my more scholarly writing on European history. There are sequels already written to this story of TJ, Kelly, and her girlfriend Alexis which may be published at some future time. I am a new writer of erotic material, I would be very open to constructive criticism. 

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Part One: 

My name is Kelly, it is Saturday evening and I have a date tonight. I am sitting at my dressing table now getting ready for it and thinking about my date—where he is taking me, and what I might wear. Having already showered and spread some lightly scented lotion on my shoulders and arms (and other strategic places). I am dressed in bra, panties, and sheer thigh-high stockings brushing my hair. The man I am seeing tonight has distain for pantyhose—not sexy. "Pretty girls should wear pretty things." I smiled to myself thinking of him saying that with such a serious look on his face. I think many young women (I am twenty-two) consider stockings to be somewhat slutty—particularly with a garter belt, which I do not wear. Actually, I kind of like the way that the fabric of my dress feels on the bare skin between the top of the stockings and the waistband my French-cut panties. It reminds me that I am female—makes me feel "girly." To be quite frank, it also makes me a little "moist" in a particular part of my anatomy if you know what I mean. 

As I look through my closet for an appropriate dress to wear, I spot one of my favorites. It is a simple dark blue dress with small flower designs. The dress is short, but not too short, and buttons up the front, from just below the navel to a few inches below the white collar, with a slender belt at the waist. When I date men my age, I have a some tight very short dresses, but they are not appropriate for going out with TJ. I always leave a few buttons unbuttoned at the top... just enough to tease a little. This dress is classy and tasteful with three-inch heels, and would appeal to a discerning man like TJ. As I finish dressing, a wicked little thought about leaving my panties behind creeps cross my mind, but as sexy a thought as that might be, I dismiss the impulse and finish dressing with French-cut bikini panties. 

I have known TJ most of my life, (a long-time friend of Daddy's) and he has, on frequent occasions agreed to watch over me when I was a little girl and my parents were out of town, or out on the town. He is intelligent, cultured, and has three college degrees. TJ was a terrific babysitter for an only child, and our dining résumé started early. It was homemade pizzas, or sloppy joe's we made for ourselves, and popcorn with a game of Backgammon or a movie at his Townhouse for a ten to fourteen year-old girl. When I turned eighteen we switched to occasional local family-style restaurants, and at twenty-one... restaurants offering a bit classier fare... the best wines with the best food. Our nights out now, are a continuation of our long platonic friendship. Tonight we will be dining at a very nice but not overly "high-test" restaurant. 

TJ has a slight build at five-foot eleven, and a hundred seventy five pounds, with muscles toned from many sporting activities, which he still enjoys (tennis, skiing, roller-blading, racquetball, and bicycling). I am pleasantly aware of his "tone" each time I give him an affectionate hug and can feel the firmness in his arms, shoulders, and chest. We have enjoyed some of these activities together over the years—particularly roller-skating and bicycling—and occasionally, skiing. He is a suburb skier, and it is a struggle for me to keep up with him on the slopes. He is not classically handsome but is still nice-looking. In his younger years, I am guessing that many women would have found him attractive. I have always thought that nature gives some men their good looks and charm quite unearned, but there is something more compelling about a man like TJ who makes the most of what he is given. TJ as often told me that I am smart and pretty. He is not trying to flatter me, but is just being honest and straight-forward. When I challenge him on this, telling him that he is just saying that to be nice, he just flatly tells me "I'm just telling it like it is, sweets!" "Sweets!" That is his favorite effusive for me. His service as a military officer has taught him to be punctual, so I know he will be on time and I plan for that. 

I am now ready for my date. A glance at my watch tells me it is straight-up eight-o-clock—and just then—the doorbell rings. I open the door giggling a little at his promptness, and TJ steps though wearing a curious look on his face (likely about the giggle). 

"What?" He asks. 

"Um... nothing. I'm ready, let's go. I'm starving, TJ!" I insist. 

"Right!" (He smiles.) 

As is our custom, I give him a warm hug and rising up on my toes; giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. I grab my purse and as we walk to his car, I wrap my left arm around his right, placing my right hand on his upper arm... mmm, still hard. 

Dinner was wonderful, as always. I had a filet mignon since I was in the mood for a good slab of high-end "dead cow," and because I like the way the name rolls off the tongue in French (giggle). Most people would have a "Cab" (Cabernet Sauvignon wine) with that, but I was never able to get past the overly dry-dusty taste of it. TJ suggested a Zinfandel, also a dark red wine, but somewhat fruitier, and a little easier on the pallet. I liked it—I could taste some of the "notes" in this wine, including a hint of blackberry, and a little black pepper. TJ tells me that grapes take on flavors from the earth and surrounding plants were they are grown, giving the wine its notes... so I always taste for them. I'm getting pretty good too! Overall, the "Zin" was a tasty wine, but (as I was to discover later) a bit higher in alcoholic content than some other reds. He did not pick this wine for me to get me inebriated, but to accommodate my distaste for drier Bordeaux wines. He had glazed broiled Salmon, with a nice California Sirah... ("and some fava beans"... just kidding. Giggle). We ordered a dessert to share (Crème Brule) with a nice dessert wine. At times, we have had Madera, or Port wine for dessert with or without the actual dessert, but tonight it was a nice California Muscat. I like that wine because it is sweet without tasting like syrup. I am proud of my increasing facility with food and wines, because the right one really does compliment the meal. 

No dining-out worth its name would be complete without a caffè macchiato for me (complete with leafy design in the creamy topping). I like mine with a little Amaretto, to give it an slight almond flavor. TJ had a double espresso—straight (yuck, too strong). I sometimes like Irish coffee, but took a passed on having another kind of alcoholic beverage (Irish Whisky). The dinner conversation was stimulating as usual. TJ talked and I just listened and smiled adding just a little here and there as is my way. As I listened—and without realizing I was doing it—I finished my third glass of the Zinfandel, had some more of the Muscat, and poached a little of TJ's Sirah—it was good—but it was a little spicy for my taste. 

As I stood up from the table, I began to feel the effects of all the wine and liqueur, and had TJ not been behind me pulling out my chair, I might have stumbled a little. He caught me by the arm and then my side to steady me, and as he did, he accidentally brushed his hand up against my right breast, and I felt a slight warm tingle. He looked apologetic, but I just smiled, and as I straightened, gave him a kiss on the cheek. As we walked out—and under the guise of continuing to steady me—TJ let his hand slide down my side, and lightly brushed across my butt (not exactly an accident this time). Okay, no biggie, just a light touch, and I do not exactly feel that way toward TJ, but I just let it pass. (Actually, I rather liked it!) 

TJ opened the car door for me, helped me in, and entered on his side. For some unknown reason (but most likely the booze), I purposefully let the hem of my dress ride up a little exposing the dark elastic band of my stockings, and in a sitting position, this also exposed a small triangular hint of panties. This did not escape TJ's notice, but he was polite about trying not to notice... I just smiled to myself as he drove away knowing that he did notice. I dozed off a little on the way, and was pleasantly surprised when TJ thought to stop at a quiet park near my apartment to give me a little fresh air before taking me home. The slightly cool evening breeze felt good as we walked and talked, and I was coming out of my fog a little as the coffee started to kick in. After the relative warmth of the car, the coolness also felt good on the skin above my stockings under my short dress... and across my skimpily clad little hiney. 

When we finally arrived at my building, TJ helped me into my apartment, taking the keys from my hand after several abortive attempts by me to find the slot. He just smiled and without breaking his gaze from me, smoothly slid the key into the slot, turned it and opened the door. I immediately crashed on the couch—on my back—with my left arm and leg flopping over the edge. My head still swimming. I was cogent enough to notice the problem I presented to TJ, which was what to do with me. Without a second thought, he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom, and carefully deposited me on the bed. He removed my belt, unbuttoned the front of my dress to the last button, and then gently lifted my head and shoulders and then hips, to slip my dress down enough so he could pull it completely off over my legs. He carefully laid it over the back of the overstuffed chair. I once again felt like the little girl he used to care for. It felt comforting. The stockings were next (since I dropped the shoes at the door as I entered), and they joined the dress on the chair. As I started to doze off, I thought of my earlier decision about whether or not to wear panties—and now was thankful that I decided to keep them. He tried not to touch any of my sensitive areas as he removed my clothes, and helped me under the covers, but his strong hands felt good on my body. 

It was sometime later when I awoke, still in bra and panties, and wandered (actually, kind of stumbled) into the kitchen. I think it is universally accepted behavior at times like this, to first open the refrigerator and look in to see what looks good... so I did that. I decided on the jug of orange juice, I started to put the bottle to my lips but thought better of it, and looked for a glass. As I sat on the stool at the kitchen counter trying to reach some level of cognition, I could hear a slight snore coming from the living room. I had not noticed during my trip from the bedroom to the kitchen, that TJ had camped on the couch. Likely, he stayed to be on hand in case I needed anything due to my earlier wasted condition. I finished the juice, looked around the semi-messy kitchen trying to get my bearings, slid off the stool, and padded into the living room. I watched TJ sleep for a moment before grabbing a light cover from the closet to put over him. He was facing toward the back of the couch on his side so, on a whim, I slid in with him spooning up behind him. I pulled the cover over both of us. It was very innocent I suppose, but I was not twelve anymore. He was still wearing his shirt and trowsers, but had removed his jacket, and his warmth against my body felt good as I kissed the back of his neck and rested my head against his shoulder blade. 

I am not sure how long we lay cuddled on the couch, but it was later into the night (or early morning) when I awoke again. TJ was not on the couch. After a cursory glance around, I spotted him in the kitchen drinking coffee he had gotten up and made for himself. Somewhere down in my limbic brain as I dozed, I thought I had a faint memory of him getting up and giving me a warm kiss on the cheek as he exited the couch... could have been dreaming though. Just then I heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen, 

"Are we still alive?" 

To which I rubbed my eyes, stretched, and answered to his use of the "royal we," 

"Yah, We're still alive, thank you very much (yawn)." 

I got up again and shuffled back into the kitchen and pulled up a stool as TJ arose to get me a cup of coffee (he makes the best coffee ever!). Here I was, sitting up in just bra and panties at... OMG... Three o'clock in the morning having coffee with TJ. I have to say, that the situation and my state of dress made me more than a little nervous, and I felt a little flushed. But, TJ as seen me in bra and panties before. He began a quiet conversation to which I added little, other than holding my coffee in both hands, elbows on the counter, and looking into his eyes over my cup. I offered an occasional "uh-huh." His mellow and even-toned baritone voice was to me at that moment... mesmerizing. 

After a while TJ said, "well, girlfriend," (said with a slight southern twang for effect) "It's gettin' kind'a late ain't it?" 

This pulled me out of my trance of looking at and listening to him, "Uh, uh yah. It's getting late TJ." 

As he came around to my side of the counter, I slipped off the stool feigning a slight stumble. TJ quickly took hold of my arm and side, and said, "Are we going to do this again, sweets?" 

(Yes, I was thinking; any excuse of having your arms around me again!) But I answered, 

"No. No Thanks, I think I can walk." 

"Not sure about that, doll" He said. But instead of scooping me up in his arms, he just wrapped a strong arm around my waist, and headed me back to bed. 

"Let's get you settled, and I'll get out of your way so you can get some rest." 

As he was supporting me, with my right arm on his shoulder, and looking up into his eyes, I could feel my face flush as I said, 

"I-It's n-not necessary... for... you to go... TJ." 

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Part Two: 

"I-It's n-not necessary... for... you to go... TJ." I said. 

My god—what was I thinking? Where did that come from? TJ was a friend of Daddy's... what exactly did I expect from him if he stayed? My heart was in my throat with the excitement of having been so bold. I had never even thought of being romantic with TJ before, but now—trembling—was looking up into his eyes hopefully. 

He stopped, stepped in front of me, placed his hands on my hips, gazed down at me quizzically, and said slowly and deliberately, 

"Do you understand the implications of what you've just said?" 

"Yes!" I answered too quickly, and perhaps with more palpable desperation than I had intended. 

I stood facing him, raised myself up on tiptoes, closed my eyes, and kissed him on the lips, but with my lips slightly parted this time. My head was swimming as he picked me up, carried me into the bedroom, and gently placed me on the bed. He removed his slacks and threw them on the chair with my dress and stockings. He then grabbed the bottom edges of his western-style shirt, and pulled the snaps apart all the way up in one swift motion exposing his chest. I think I almost came right then. He threw his shirt in the direction of the chair without looking, and stood over me wearing nothing but dark blue sport boxer briefs with a yellow stripped waistband, I could see all of the muscles of his thighs as well as a growing bulge under the tight-fitting shorts. 

TJ reached under me and undid the clasp of my bra with one quick twist of his thumb and middle finger, and slid it off my arms. He crawled into the bed, straddling me, lowered himself so that we were face to face, and for the first time in our long relationship were looking into each other's eyes in a sexual way. I could feel and smell his sweet breath on mine in a suffocating erotic moment—I could not breathe. After a few seconds his lips touched my lips, and then I gasped for air... again able to breathe. I uttered a soft sigh into his mouth as our lips touched again. My breathing came in short fast gasps, as my heart was pounding so hard—I had not expected our first real sexual moment to be such an intense experience. His lips melted into mine again as he touched the tip of his tongue to my open lips, and slowly slid it past my lips into my mouth, The feeling was so intense... I shuttered. I responded by throwing my arms around him and kissing him with all of the passion I could summon... eyes tightly closed and heart pounding... we kissed and mauled each other's mouths with such intensity. Now in a close embrace, I came up for air again long enough to nervously whisper in his ear, "please take off my panties, TJ." (My god! I had no idea where such boldness came from to make that request!) He released his embrace, moved down and slowly slid them off as I raised my butt to help him. He looked down, noticed my bikini trimmed mound and simply said, 

"Nice." 

He lowered himself down and placed soft kisses on my stomach... everywhere on my stomach. He worked his way down a bit, and when he reached my mound, I gave a sharp gasp and opened my legs a little to give him better access to what I hoped was to follow. 

TJ put his hands under me and gently held one butt cheek on each hand. Raising me up, he planted small kisses and tongue flicks on my clitoris, and then slid his tongue down the entire length of my pussy, spreading my moist lips as he went. He sucked and kissed my inner thighs and buttocks, before moving his tongue and lips up my most sensitive area so he could give my clitoris more special attention. He is aware of how sensitive this area is, and avoiding over-stimulation simply sucked my clit into his lips, and lightly brushing it again with his tongue. I was delirious with sexual arousal, and I was already very close to coming. His tongue and lips worked their way back down past the opening of my vagina to my perineum, just above my anus. Then he slid his tongue slowly into my vagina, and as he did, I stiffened convulsed into an intense orgasm bathing his face in my juices. 

It was a strong orgasm from the doubled effect of coming, and of coming on his face. I know that sounds freaky, but it was a very exciting kind of release. It sent warm tingling sensations spreading from my clitoris to my vagina, down the inside of my thighs to my now curled toes, and then everywhere, as the muscles of my crotch and anus squeezed and convulsed several times. As I began to recover, a warm feeling replaced the sweet violence of the convulsions, and my skin from my stomach to my breasts, to my cheeks felt flush... felt tingly. He moved up from my vulva to face me again, and as our lips met in another long passionate kiss, he offered me a taste my own juices on his lips and tongue, which I hungrily devoured. 

I looked up at him, smiled and still breathing hard said, 

"Thank you... TJ... That was... mind-blowing!" 

"My dear sweets, I haven't even begun to blow your little mind." He said smiling, his blue eyes searching my face and obviously admiring my afterglow. I began to think about why this happened. For my part, I can't imagine that I had unknowingly harbored such feelings for TJ. I asked myself why he was so quick to respond to my invitation to sex. Was he attracted to me all these years, and just waiting for his chance? No, I thought. No, TJ is a pragmatic man, and a quick study. I may have viewed him as just a nice man, and a friend of Daddy's, but he likely stopped thinking of me as a little girl some time ago. He had already figured out just how he might respond to an invitation from me. 


An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 02



This is a continuation of the story of TJ and Kelly from "An Affectionate Friendship." This chapter introduces an additional character to the activities: Kelly's girlhood friend and former college roommate, Alexis. Both of these young women are twenty-three, intelligent and well educated. Since Alexis was Kelly's girlhood friend, TJ likely met her at some time in the past. In this story the three of them enjoy an evening of dining and dancing together, with "other activities" later in the evening. 

Will Kelly regret inviting her girlfriend along on a date with TJ? Will Kelly and Alexis' platonic friendship change forever by the events of this evening? What does the future hold for these two friends? Read on, and enjoy. 

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Part One: 

My name is Kelly. It is Saturday evening and I have a dinner date tonight. Actually, I should say that we have a dinner date, since I am bringing a girlfriend with me. Alexis (Alex, for short) is my best female friend. We are both devotedly heterosexuals, although we experimented with a few clumsy, amateur, albeit passionate gropes and kisses for a couple of dumb nine-year-old college chicks. Alexis was both a childhood friend, as well as my roommate at a small eastern college. With all of the partying during our college years, we did manage to graduate. Alexis graduated magna cum laude, with a BA in Political Science, and is currently school. I have a BA degree in English literature, and am currently an assistant editor for a small publisher. 

We are both twenty-three. When I arranged this date with TJ, I told him that my friend Alexis would be joining us. She has always wanted to join us on one our dinner dates, and I told her that I would ask TJ about it. We have been best friends for a long time, and have shared everything, including boys over the years, so this seemed like fun. When I spoke to TJ, I reminded him that she was actually the "little Alex," he had seen with me a few times when we were much younger. TJ was surprised, and his answer to including Alex tonight was a semi-qualified, 

"Um, okay sweets. I do remember Alex a little. She was you best little friend right? Kind of pretty ... but skinny ... all legs as I remember." 

"Well, I think you will be surprised TJ, she isn't skinny anymore, but she still has the legs (giggle)." 

Just as I said that, a little wisp of a dark thought flitted across my mind: Was I making a mistake including Alexis tonight? I shook it out of my head, deciding not to worry about it. 

I added that there were no expectations from him, on either my part or Alex's ... ostensibly, it is just going to be dinner and drinks ... maybe some dancing if it fits in. I think TJ is a little flattered with the prospect of playing escort to two 'very presentable young ladies' (giggle). Alex is about my size, but she is slightly taller, and more slender than I am. I have long light brown hair and honey-brown eyes (or so I am told), and Alex has long, very dark brown hair and dark green eyes. 

Alexis and I are almost ready for the evening and looked stunning. (Even if we say so ourselves!) I like to think of myself as attractive, and I have turned a few male heads on campus. Alexis is gorgeous. Her dark hair with deep green eyes, slender figure with long legs; she is a very stunning sight. She doesn't just turn heads, she stops traffic ... a couple of times ... literally! We are both dressed in short, very tight skirts ... mine is red, and hers is blue ... and four-inch heels. Dancing in heels is very sexy. They're fun! Since they keep you on the balls of your feet, you can maneuver and turn more easily and gracefully! And, most importantly, they make your legs and ass look better ... more shapely ... sculptured. The scoop necks of our dresses (mine rounded, hers pointed) do allow for some cleavage ... not too slutty ... but slutty enough! 

We both are wearing thigh-high nude stockings, but it is not likely that TJ will see beyond our hemlines. I like the way they feel and ... well ... a girl never knows (blush). The doorbell rings at eight-o-clock, and we are ready. We answered the door together. I rise slightly on tiptoes, and give TJ a warm kiss on the cheek. Alexis offers her hand for TJ to shake handshake, but he takes it by the fingers, and bends slightly forward to kiss the back of her hand continental style, as I offer the perfunctory "Alexis ... TJ, TJ ... Alexis" intros. TJ looks into Alexis' green eyes and says, 

"Charmed, my dear! You certainly are not the little Alex I remember." Alex offers a warm coy smile and slight courtesy with downcast eyes ... 

... and gets a sideways glare from me! 

I was again wondering if this was such a wise idea putting my TJ together with such a beauty. As Betty Davis once warned, "Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a very bumpy night!" 

In the car on the way to the restaurant, it did not take long for TJ to say, "Well, you ladies look absolutely delicious tonight. Where shall we go? I was sure that TJ already had the evening mapped out, but was checking to see if his plans matched our expectations. I replied, 

"Food sounds good, maybe a nice restaurant, and perhaps dancing afterword so Alex and I can show off our shapely legs and little asses." With that, I gave an extra little tug on my skirt, a couple of inches up my thighs. TJ laughed and said, 

"Sounds good, sweets!" 

"KELLY!" Alex exhorts quickly to my being so forward. I giggle with my hand over my mouth. Then she adds her thoughts, 

"Yes, dinner and dancing sounds great. I have Monday's assignments mostly done, so no curfews for me tonight." 

"Assignments?" asked TJ. 

"Oh didn't I tell you? Alex is school now." I add quickly. 

"Well, great. Then we can make a nice long evening of it." TJ says, settling the discussion. 

At the restaurant, I order broiled chicken with capers, and mixed veggies. For a wine, I pick Chablis (light white wine) to go with it. Alex orders veal parmigiana, with Brunello, a very rich fruity Italian red wine (Alex is Italian, actually). TJ goes for the Chilean sea bass and Beaujolais wine, a kind of a light red wine he tells us is a very worthy, but often overlooked wine choice. As we eat, talk, and laugh, we all take tastes of each other's entrée and wine choices. I am not liking the sea bass, but I like the veal! Alexis likes both the sea bass and the broiled chicken. TJ is sticking with the bass mostly, but reaches over to steal a little of Alexis' veal. (Just to flirt with her a little, I think!) 

Leaving the restaurant after dessert and coffee, we are walking to the car laughing and feeling good. TJ, is being a gentleman, as opens Alex's back seat door, but before she steps in she smiles at him and says, 

"Why, thank you kind sir!" to which TJ responds, testing her a little since she had ordered her meal in Italian, 

"Sei il benvenuto, giovane signorina" 

Which I think means, "You are welcome. My, you have a nice ass!" (Just a loose and facetious translation, though!) My friend smiles and responds, 

"Sei un vero gentiluomo!" 

Which means, "Why, yes? It is nice isn't it ... and firm!" (Another of my grumbly and self-serving translations!) Did I mention that Alexis' last name is Giancomo? I have heard her toss some Italian phrases around before, but now she is using them to flirt (shamelessly, as far as I was concerned!) with my TJ! 

TJ has made a study of the languages in which many operatic arias are written ... but mostly Italian. TJ loves opera, and knows many arias by heart! He does not usually make a show of his erudition, but I have seen him in a particularly festive mood (smashed, actually!) serenading an entire Italian restaurant with "la donna e mobile," in his lush baritone voice to thunderous applause. TJ can be an unapologetic ham on occasion. 

TJ's reply to Alex is, 

"Bene, cerco di essere." (No clue!) Alex, you have a nice Neapolitan accent, but for Kelly's sake, we should continue our conversations 'in inglese'." Alex responds, 

"Thank you TJ, my relatives are from a town very near Naples." 

To which I respond with some amount of pique (French word for grumpiness) and a little growing nausea, 

"¡Muchas gracias, traidor!" (Trying to remember a usable phrase from my high school Spanish.) 

"¡No hay problema, dulces!" is TJ's response to me, delivered with a very sweet, heart-melting smile. How can I resist that? My heart did melt! TJ even remembered to use his favorite nickname for me in Spanish ... 'dulces' ... 'sweets'! I return his smile as sweetly as I know how with my brown eyes cast down. I start become a little flush having called him a traitor ... even if it was in Spanish ... even if I didn't mean it! He gives me a smile that tells me that he understands. TJ climbs into the driver's seat, pushes the start button, and we three were off. 

Since TJ is not into Rap or much of contemporary music, we discuss a few good Jazz places we might go, and between the three of us decide on one for a start. This place is not far, but like most Jazz clubs, is downtown. The club is dark, (I think the word is "atmospheric") and has sort of a beat coffeehouse feel to it ... not exactly Ginsberg or Ferlanghetti ... but definitely down that road a little. It is crowded in the club, and it is obviously a place for dancing, judging from the crowded dance floor. The combo is good—very smooth jazz. We find a table by the dance floor, and order some drinks. I love Irish coffee, so I order one to start. Alexis ordered a lime gin fizz with Tanqueray, and TJ follows me in the Irish coffee direction by ordering a strong black coffee with Irish whisky on the side, hold the whipped cream. 

The drinks come; I take a sip, then grab TJ's hand and head for the dance floor. We are doing a Lindy-Hustle kind of thing, to a number with a good beat. I am working up a good sweat on a couple of numbers, and we are just about to start on a slow dance, when my dear friend Alex cuts in. How do you look daggers into someone's eyes anyway? If I could figure it out, I would be looking them into Alex's right now! But, she is here too and deserved her share of the attention (grumble). When I was dancing, my skirt worked its way up my thighs a little, and this caught the attention of a guy on the other side of the dance floor from us. 

After Alex cuts in, I return to the table and this gentleman is walking over ... he stops and extends his hand to me with just a smile. Glancing over and seeing TJ and Alex enjoying a close dance ... I accept. He's a nice-looking man that I think is about thirty-five. I look over at TJ and Alex to see that his hand, which started out on the small of Alex's back, has migrated south a little and is now, is resting on her shapely little ass. She then shifts her traditional dance position and slides her arms up and around his neck placing her head on his chest. Her hemline raises enough to expose the back of her upper thighs to every guy in the place. TJ is not one to be the center of attention, so they are dancing into a darker part of the dance floor; he and Alex are now moving a little slower in each other's arms. It's hard to fault TJ with such a dark-haired, emerald-eyed beauty in his arms, but I don't want Alex to be my rival for TJ's affections. 

The thing about jazz tunes is that they are mostly free form, and are much longer than most contemporary kind of songs. This is giving TJ and Alex more time together as they slowly dance in a tight embrace. Alex is dancing on the tips of her toes, and TJ has his left hand still on her waste, and the right hand still on her ass. I decide to take the same stance with my partner, who is turning out to be a very good dancer, as I step and move smartly on my high heels. 

I look up to see that TJ and Alex are gone from the dance floor ... I can't see where they went. Since we are dancing to a slower tune, I retaliate by wrapping my arms tighter around the neck of my partner who tells me his name is Bill. I nestle my face against his neck and make sure, as I dance on my tiptoes, that my skirt rides up a couple of inches. Bill puts one hand on my hip then the other on the small of my back. After another minute, he slowly slips his hand south a little, and massages my shapely little hiney. It feels sooo good! Without knowing why, I turn my head up and kiss Bill softly on the lips. He responds with equal pressure and intensity. He curls the fingers of his southern-most hand, and traces the crevice of my ass down over the curve. As his fingertips reach beyond the hemline, I casually reach back, and reposition his hand north ... but still leaving it on my ass. I love the feeling of a man's hands on me, and for the moment Bill's light massaging of my ass feels nice ... very nice.  

Was I rebelling against TJ? 

Maybe, or maybe not, but just now I want another man's hands ... a stranger's hands ... on my body. A woman's ass is very sensitive to touch, and quite an erogenous zone. Personally, I get a nice tingle from it! I wonder as we dance: as much as I love TJ, should I explore being touched or something more, by other men? We are not exclusive, but since TJ and I became more intimate, I accept fewer dates from other men. A few thoughts now quickly dismissed without over-analyzing them. I clear my mind of them. 

I noticed that TJ and Alex are back at our table just talking. I found out later that Alex had gotten a little flush from the warmth of the place and TJ took her outside for a little fresh air. What else went with the "fresh air" I don't know. My third dance with Bill is just ending, and I tiptoe up to give him another quick kiss. He escorts me back to my table with his hand on the small of my back, which then lightly brushes over my butt before I take my seat and I thank him for the dances. Bill returns to his table without an invitation to join us, since I want to keep the party to just the three of us ... at least for now. We talk, drink our drinks, have another, and then decide to find another place to go just to keep the evening going. 

In the car, I purposefully let my skirt ride up so that the bare skin above my stockings is visible. I take TJ's hand from the center armrest and put it on my leg with his fingers between my thighs. As we silently drive through the night, Alex closes her eyes to rest in the back seat as TJ massages the inside of my thighs all the way up to my crotch. When his little finger touches my pussy, I feel a twinge. Mostly, I am just leaning back in the seat, legs parted a little and I close my eyes. It feels sooo good having TJ touch me, and I am softly humming with satisfaction. I know that he is feeling the moisture on my panties from his massages, and it is turning me on a little. The next club TJ chose is a little brighter than the last. We order a couple more drinks, Alex and I both dance several dances with TJ, and then we accept dances with some other men at the club. 

I am noticing that Alex is not shy about letting a stranger's hands explore her little hiney as they are dancing, so I do the same. Alex's current partner breaches the hemline of her short dress, letting his hand slide up the back of her upper thigh and cradles one of her ass cheeks. She is slow in correcting his touch and repositions his hand on the outside of the material of her dress, but not before letting him feel her up a little. I get a slight twinge in my stomach, as I see Alex' pretty ass peeking out from under her skirt. I am proud of my composure as Alex and I share attention from TJ without too much animosity or any real jealousy. But I am having trouble reading Alexis' thoughts about it. I did mind a little when TJ reached over at the table to give Alex a kiss with his hand on her upper thigh ... but then I quickly received the same attention from him. 

I make a silent resolution to be stoic about any attention TJ might pay to Alexis ... not to worry about things that are out of my control. (But, resolutions are made to be broken. Right?) TJ and I will likely follow up soon after with a solo date where I receive all of his attention. Alex has had a little more to drink than her usual limit, with all of the wine at dinner, and drinks at the clubs. So as we leave the club, TJ and I decide to take her to our favorite park for some fresh air before heading home. It seems like it is going to be up to TJ and me to help Alex back to my apartment. Alex and I decided before this evening started that we would invite TJ back afterward ... and to stay if he wanted to. 

Part 2: 

Leaving the park, I decide to let Alex ride shotgun, since it was easier to pour her into the front seat. I will take the back. By the time we are able to get Alex situated in the front, her short skirt rides all the way up to the crotch of her panties, and as we get under way, she slumps over and rests her head on TJ's shoulder. I'm sure that the sleepy beauty next to him is going to be a temptation for TJ, but he is keeping both hands on the wheel, and both eyes on the road. I dose off in the back seat. Since TJ is now the only audience for the radio, he switches the channel from jazz to classical ... piano ... sounds like Chopin. 

Back at the apartment, TJ and I get Alex settled on one side my soft king-size bed. TJ is doing the carrying, with her skirt now fully up to her waist, and I remove her clothes down to panties and bra. I carefully lay her skirt and stockings over the back of the chair in my bedroom. I am standing now, with my back to TJ inviting him to unzip my dress. He does, and I just let it lay where it lands. I decide to leave my stockings on as I lie on the other edge of the bed from Alex. As soon as I am fully on the mattress, I let out a big sigh, my head swimming a little. I rest there just a minute or two with eyes closed before I feel the familiar touch of TJ's lips on mine. We are both a little tired, but he undoes my bra, and then gently pulls my panties down and off, leaving me just in my stockings. The coolness on my body feels good. It starts to arouse me sexually. 

Some part of me does not want TJ to touch or kiss my sweaty, sticky body after working up a sweat dancing, but he and I have discussed this before. TJ likes what he calls the "heady mix of breath, aromas, and moisture." He sheds his clothes down to his boxer briefs, and moves in next to me exploring of all of my "aromas and moistures." Actually, it's kind of a turn-on to me also ... the feeling of being sweaty and dirty, and sharing my raw and unwashed body with a man. He feels that all of these elements produce a natural perfume of their own ... very different from one body to another. TJ quickly removes his briefs and begins with soft kisses on my lips; he gradually increases the passion and intensity. 

He slides his hand down my neck, over my shoulders, to my breasts. Then down over my waist, hips, and thighs. The movement of his hands over my body is wiping some of the sweat away, and leaving coolness in its wake. It feels so good. I'm happy that TJ and I have become so comfortable with each other, and I can feel moisture beading up in my pussy. I raise my arms over my head spreading my legs to allow his hands and lips complete access to my armpits, and moistening aromatic crotch. It feels so free, and so incredibly hot. I can tell that all of this is affecting TJ ... judging by the growing hardness pressing against my TJ-side hip. 

Locked in an incredibly intense kiss with his hand all over me, TJ suddenly feels some hands on his body from the other side. Alexis is reviving a little and is naked having shed panties and bra, and is now interested in joining the action. We broke our kiss and TJ rolls onto his back, to received Alex's attention. She moves up to TJ's side and crosses a leg over his, as she starts to massage his chest, and arms. As she rolls a little more, they engage in a long sensuous kiss, with her hand finding its way around his very stiff cock. TJ puts an arm around Alex, and she shifts her kisses to his armpits, and nipples, as she breaths in deeply, letting out soft moans. It is apparent that Alex fancies dirty sex as much as TJ and I do, and is becoming very visibly aroused ... judging from her increasing activity, and soft moaning. Not wanting to be out of the action, I curl my body around TJ's other side, kissing and fondling any part of TJ and Alex that I can reach. I put my hand on Alex's exposed hip, and let it slide down over as much of her ass as I can reach, and down the outside of her thigh. Her skin is incredibly smooth. 




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 02



Sensing an opportunity for his two female companions, TJ moves away from me and pulls Alex over his body so that she is now facing me. Her lips to my lips, her breasts pressed against my breasts, as she slides the sweat on her stomach against the sweat on my stomach. He moves over a little more to watch the girl-on-girl show. Alex and I tighten our embrace, and we look into each other's eyes; not exactly knowing what we are looking for in this strange situation, which is a new one for us. Her emerald-green eyes shine and their deep hue is evident ... even in the near dark. I confess that this is a little awkward for me, being this close to Alex ... naked ... with her also naked. To relieve the tension I say, 

"Hello cutie, come here often?" She giggles, but fists me gently in the shoulder and saying quietly with a wicked smile, 

"Cut it out you little slut!" 

"You're a little slut, you little slut!" I softly retort. (TJ looks on quizzically at this exchange!) 

We both giggle loudly at TJ's reaction. 

She drops her smile, and looks deeply into my eyes as though searching for something ... but didn't know exactly what. Whatever I have to do now, to make myself more comfortable with this, I have to do quickly. Alexis was obviously becoming more comfortable with this than I am. (either that or she is more wasted.) We are not nineteen anymore, so this is not like the innocent college girl stuff of our past. We are adults, and what happens from here on, will redefine what we are to each other ... what our relationship will be. 

Alex reaches over, and perhaps not knowing what else to do, places the softest kiss ever on my lips. Her lips quiver a little as she kisses me, and her tentative little kiss tastes a little salty ... but nice. Her breath smells sweet. I respond by drawing my tongue lightly across her lips. As she parts her lips, I kiss her back, sliding just the very tip of my tongue between her still quivering lips. Her mouth closes around my tongue, drawing it into her a little, and we increase the pressure of our lips on each other ... breathing deeply and then kiss long ... and to me at least ... passionately. I want nothing more in the world at this very moment than for time to stand still, and endlessly to have this beautiful girl's soft lips on mine. 

I think about what our relationship might be in the cool light of this Sunday morning, we are now redefining it for ourselves, and I decide just to deal any changes. Alex has one arm around and beneath my shoulder, with her other hand free to explore my body. I take a submissive role just curling up inside her embrace, letting her do whatever she wishes to my body. She takes charge immediately, kissing me very hard on my lips, squeezing my breasts and nipples, and climbing on top of me. TJ and I never assume dominant/submissive roles in our lovemaking, but I am willingly exploring those roles with Alexis tonight. 

There is something incredibly hot about being submissive to another woman. I never thought of myself like that, but my pussy is now throbbing and leaking a little under this woman and her strong touches. I am becoming delirious. She controls every part of my body, and I am letting her. She reaches down to remove my stockings, pulling then off my legs, and letting them drop to the floor. Alex moves more fully onto my body, rubbing her sweaty breasts and stomach against mine, as her right leg slides between my legs. I move my hands down her body and as I do, some of her aroma is releasing from her still sweaty body... she smells sweet ... perfumed. As Alex massages my tits with hers, TJ taking a more active role, puts a hand on her back letting it slide smoothly down to her ass. As he curls his fingers, he let them slide down between her cheeks, and he fingers her pussy a little from behind. This causes small moans to escape her lips and into mine. Since her little snatch is resting on my leg, I can feel TJ's touches. Alex moans as she writhes over my breasts, stomach, and rubbing her mound against my leg. TJ continues with increasingly invasive touches to her. 

For some reason, but probably due to TJ's attentions to Alexis, I raise my right leg ... the one her pussy was rubbing against ... and use the advantage to roll Alex over, away from TJ, and under me. I kiss her hard! I can feel her relax into this more submissive role. As I mount her, I leave my ass pointed slightly skyward; so if TJ is going to give his attentions to either of us, I prefer that he give them to me. I am getting a mild rush out of dominating my friend, but I'm still amazed at what a beautiful woman Alexis has become, now spread out beneath me ... completely naked. TJ accepts my unspoken invitation and starts to touch me. Alex is under my control, and all she can do is to moan softly into our kisses as I hold her down. We talk softly as we kiss and I touch her, saying things like, 

"Do you like that?" or, "How does this feel to you?" (Referring to a particular touch or nipple twist.) 

"Mmm ... yes Kelly." She breathes, moving my hand a little or adjusting the pressure, 

"Like this ... right there sweetie ... mmm, yes ... like that! Ohhh!" 

We continue with that kind of soft whispering to each other for a while, adjusting touches and kisses as we are both trying to adjust to something very new ... making love to another woman ... a friend! Her voice is so soft and sweet as we continue to quietly whisper together, and adjust our lovemaking. It's just as if she's talking to a lover, and the sound of it sends an electrical shock right through my chest. I slide my tongue all the way into her mouth, filling it completely and not letting her tongue into mine. I want to taste her more fully as my tongue explores her mouth. 

I begin fucking her mouth with my tongue as TJ starts fingering my pussy. He is moving right behind me, and teasing my pussy lips a little with his now very hard dick. I open myself up to him by pushing my ass back a little, as he starts to enter me. He starts by sliding just the tip of his cock past my pussy lips. I push back wanting more, but he pulls back to continue teasing. He grabs his cock in his hand so he can slide the tip up and down my slit. He then slides the tip in again just inside of my opening moving it in and out ... just a little ... just the tip. Then he pushes it in a little further ... and pulls it back out again so just the tip is still in me. He is driving me absolutely crazy with anticipation ... I remove my tongue from Alex's mouth, softly and breathlessly saying toTJ, 

"Oh, TJ! Indeed it now! Give it all to me NOW! 

He breathes, 

"Alright, sweets, right now!" 

He pulls his pulsating cock out almost all the way and quickly thrusts it in again as far as it will reach inside me. He begins a smooth steady rhythm until we both start to get very close. His breathing becomes shallower as his stroking increases, and he moans louder, then, gripping my hips hard, he pushes all the way into my pussy, and explodes inside me with a loud groan followed by several strong convulsions. His breaths come in loud deep huffs, as he struggles to gain control of it. 

"Ohhh, Kelly. You feel sooo good!" He says a little breathlessly. 

Since my tongue is again buried in Alex's face, I can't respond ... I just moan into her mouth. 

At almost the same time, I shuddered in an intense orgasm of my own, warmth and tingling rushing to all parts of my body. Alex says, 

"Oh Kelly, I can feel it too!" 

We all collapse, fall apart from each other and just lie on our backs, each in our sweaty, exhausted heaps, breathing hard. We all look at each other and start to laugh. 

Alex was the only one of the three, who still needs enough attention to bring her to orgasm, as I try to get my mind right about letting TJ go at it with her, allowing her a delirious, mind-blowing-sheet-grabbing finish of her own. For now, we all need a little break. We decide to head for the showers, and then get some of TJ's amazingly good coffee. As we get out of bed, we all jump into the shower together, with TJ in the middle of us ... with Alex and me soaping him, bathing him, and just fondling the living shit out of him! We all rinse, towel off, as I turn to TJ, 

"TJ! Coffee! Now!" He feigns a military salute, and says with a broad smile on his face, 

"Yes, ma'am ... anything your say." 

I turn to Alex and said, 

"See? You've gotta train 'em well, right from the start." 

Alex offers a doubting smile and replied, 

"Uh-huh!" 

TJ watching this exchange comes up behind me, and gives me an affectionate but hard swat on my little ass leaving a reddish handprint behind. 

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, sweets!" "Anyone want Coffee?" 

As he led, we followed him into the kitchen, but not before, I gave my sweet TJ a hard swat on his rear end ... as a reply to his swat ... and also just to see his hard little hiney jiggle. Alex and I giggle a little watching my handprint as it disappeared from his ass. With 'round one' of our evening over, we have coffee and conversation, and then return to the bedroom. As we were leaving the kitchen I took TJ's arm in both of mine, and with a slight bit of trepidation, nod of my head toward Alexis, whisper into his ear, 

"She's all yours, champ!" I had a slight and unexpected twinge, as I saw him walking toward my beautiful friend, knowing what was coming. 

TJ smiled, walked over to Alex, and as he scooped her up in his arms, she gave him the sweetest, prettiest smile, and her beautiful green eyes taking on a wide child-like quality as they were searching his face. My composure slipped a little more as my heart skipped a beat, and a little frown crept over my face. I'm okay with this ... but I'm not okay with it. I am feeling so conflicted at this moment watching my dear TJ carry Alex off to bed. TJ placed Alexis gently on my huge bed, and I slowly positioned myself on the other side, out of the away of my lover and my best friend. I didn't really mean to, but put on a somber expression as a single tear starts to trickle down my cheek. I quickly sweep it away, shake my head, and resolve once more to deal with it. As torn as I am at this moment, the situation was also a little ... and inexplicably ... arousing. 

I began to bead-up a little. Seeing how incredibly beautiful she looked lying there naked and smiling, with her full breasts jiggling a little topped with her puffy nipples. The way TJ is looking down at her ... a momentary but hard-edged jealousy swept over me, but at the same time, my heart raced a little with ... arousal ... anticipation. 

TJ climbed in next to Alex, and arching over her began to kiss her softly as she put her arms around his neck, and responded to his kisses with eyes gently closed. TJ kissed her lips then her throat, and lifting her upper torso up off the mattress, started giving each of her nipples extensive and loving attention until they became very firm. After a while, he placed her back on the mattress, and worked his way down to her stomach, hips (she shuddered as he kissed that very sensitive part just inside the hip bone), and as he reached her mound, she began to moan loudly. As he sucked her clitoris into his lips, and she stopped breathing, but almost immediately continued with a series of short huffing breaths ... several short ones in, then began to release them in short bursts. I knew firsthand, what he was doing to her, and what she was feeling, I got another one of those little jealous twinges, and my hand slid down to my moist crotch. 

I can almost feel what she must be experiencing; my breath caught up short, and I resumed with little huffs of my own, with my clitoris tingling like crazy. TJ took her buttocks in his hands, lifted her hips, and buried his face in her sopping pussy. She pushed her hips up to him, and grabbed the bed sheet in each of her hands as she made tight fists to hang on through the intense feeling. I could see TJ's face covered in her juices. Alex was delirious, shuddering all over, babbling incoherently. TJ gave her pussy so much attention from his lips and tongue, that I could actually feel it vicariously on my pussy, and started fingering myself more furiously. 

TJ allows Alex to recover from her multiple orgasms, as he returns to kissing her mouth, but this time giving her a taste of her own juices. He then slowed down on the kissing and any other touching, and just held her tightly as her shuddering and convulsing began to slow to a stop. Her breathing now seems to be returning to the somewhere in the neighborhood of normal. I think I am almost as much of a wreck as Alex is! Watching TJ and Alex was an amazing experience, and I was able to bring myself to a nice pulsing little orgasm. TJ is gently wiping Alex's brow with his hand, as her eyes opened into wide-eyed "little girl" looks that was just too much for TJ. He lowered into the softest and most gentle kiss ever to her quivering lips, and then kisses everywhere on her face as she is crying with joy ... tears dripping down her cheeks. They lay there for some minutes, kissing, smiling, talking softly, and looking into each other's eyes. TJ looked at Alex, wiped away her tears, and said, 

"Pretty little girl, you still have a main event due you, and if you are recovered enough, I am going to give it to you right now." 

In a genuine little girl voice, all Alexis could do was to look into his eyes and say, 

"O-Okay TJ." 

With that, TJ resumes his soft kisses as he positions himself between her legs she had opened wide for him. He slowly slides himself all the way into her aromatic little pussy, leaving it there to pulse inside her, likely to allow it to grew to its total length and girth, with his balls tickling her pretty, little ass. She moaned softly against his lips, as he slowly slid almost all the way out of her, and then back in until he established a slow even rhythm, slowly growing in pace and force. He was now smoothly fucking my friend as I watched. She wraps her long shapely legs around him as he increases the intensity of his strokes. Their moans and grunts increasing as I could see that she building to an intense orgasm. 

Watching TJ's cock thrusting in and out of another woman's tight pussy was becoming too much for me. Alex suddenly tilted her head back, and with her breathing increasing, and his moans getting louder, he make one final thrust into her, and she squealed loudly as they both began to shudder in an amazing simultaneous orgasm. They were convulsing together several times, as she pressed herself tightly up against him. As the intensity begins to pass, they are laying bathed in each other's sweat, with her pussy leaking of their juices. I can smell the pungent musk coming from their lovemaking, as I began to hold the sheet up to my breast, with both hands twisting it tightly and biting my lip. 

TJ was still inside her as they both turned their heads to the side, and let out a post-orgasmic laugh. They looked into each other's eyes, and kissed softly until his dick softened and slipped out of her. They looked at each other, with that post-coital look I knew so well, as they talked and laughed quietly together. What they said to each other in this very heavy moment I would never know, and never asked. That "green-eyed monster" ... (jealousy, from Othello ... not Alexis)... shuddered through me again! 

I was the first to speak aloud, and said, as TJ rolled off Alex and onto his back, 

"Ahem! TJ, I hope you saved enough to still fuck me silly!" TJ looked over at me, still on his back, and said, 

"Kelly m'love. Come and lay on top of me. I need to feel you heart beating on top of mine." 

I jumped off my side of the bed, came over to TJ's side and slid my body on top of his. My little green-eyed monster evaporated like a puff of smoke as I raced to be with TJ. Alex smiles at us, and retreats to the showers ... she's a sweaty, juicy mess. TJ looked up into my face, and I tried to give him my best brown-eyed little girl look, as I paint his face with my eyes, 

"TJ, I love you! D-Do ... y-you like Alexis?" 

He looked at me for a minute (seemed like an hour), and with a more serious look on his face, reading my expression correctly said to me, 

"Kelly, your friend Alex is lovely and sweet, but you are my lady. You are the one I love." 

I let out a little girl squeal and pressed my mouth hard into his and wrapping me arms around his neck. We lay there kissing, smiling, and talking softly, and letting our hearts melt together. I was so relieved to be back in his arms, I am not able to hold it all in any longer, and I start to cry. I am sobbing uncontrollably until it's all out. He lay quietly, holding me tightly and kissing my teary cheeks. He understood. I was more in love with this incredible man now than I had ever been. Some part of me is happy to give my lover to another woman to show him how much I love him, and I cannot fault Alexis for following through on something we both knew going in, was a possibility. 

Just then, a cleaner and fresher Alexis appears from the bathroom with towels wrapped around her head and torso, and declaring that she was turning in; she said she is taking the guest bedroom, and would see us in the morning. 

"Good night, sweet green-eyed lady." Said, TJ. 

"Good ... night ... Alex honey." I said, still sniffling a little, and wiping my cheek. 

We continued to lay there in a tight embrace, very quietly whispering back and forth into each other's ears, with me starting to laugh a little. We talked about the evening, the dancing, his joking about my stepping on his foot and my denials, and like that. TJ, after a particularly pregnant pause, whispered, 

"I'm not tired. Are you?" To which I whispered back, 

"No TJ, I'm not tired." He then quietly whispered in my ear, 

"In that case, I am going to fuck you absolutely brainless!" My sniffling stopped; I smiled sweetly and putting my lips to his ear, whispered back, 

"Mmm, bring it baby!" 

We got up, showered together, dried, and returned to the bedroom. TJ decides to play caveman again and carry my back to bed, with my arms around his neck, and smiling into his eyes. This time he placed me softly on my mattress. We start with very warm and soft kisses, and then move on to exploring each other's bodies. We take our time exploring each other since tomorrow (actually today) is Sunday and we can sleep as late as we wanted. I gave TJ head the way he likes it, as he gave me head the way I like it. In no time at all, we were both seriously back in the zone. We started with straight sex in the missionary position, as his very hard dick was smoothly stroking in and out of my very wet pussy. After switching to other positions as the mood struck, we ended back in the missionary position with some refinement of our own. 

TJ fucked me straight and hard until I couldn't hold back any more. I let loose so breathlessly, that several times I pushed all of the air out of my lungs, as my heart was racing, and had to suck air back into my heaving chest, just to push it out again until I could gain better control of my breathing. As my breathing started to slow, I let my body relax into a very intense pulsing orgasm, with TJ not far behind. The warm tingling feeling started in my vagina, quickly spread down my inner thighs and legs to the bottom of my feet, and up through my stomach to my breasts. I felt the tingling linger on the soles of my feet, and in my nipples. After a little while, my breathing was becoming almost normal, and my heart was slowing. We finally fall asleep in each other's arms from sheer exhaustion ... spooning ... with TJ wrapped around me. It felt so good ... so warm ... so secure. 

The three of us awoke at different times. Alex was up first, and dressed in panties and bra with a short silk robe over (one from my guest bedroom closet), and made coffee. TJ had intended to be first but was up after Alex, and started to assemble needed ingredients for his "big breakfast." He stopped only long enough to give Alex a kiss on the nape of her neck, as she sits cradling her coffee cup. She shrugs a little from TJ tickling her neckbut smiled her approval. He soon had the kitchen smelling of coffee, eggs, and blueberry pancakes. This is what brings me out of my trance, as I rise, step into a pair of panties, hook on a bra, and appeare in the in the kitchen thusly ... with my robe on ... but open in the front. First words out of my mouth to the two of them, 




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 02



"What are you two up to?" TJ answered, 

"Well, I screwed Alex's brains out on the table here, and then we got hungry and made breakfast." 

She giggled and added, nodding, said, 

"Uh-huh, it was sooo goood!" 

My half-hearted response is, 

"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny you guys." 

Alex just smiles over the top of her coffee cup. I look over the assortment of omelets, pancakes, and fruits and berries TJ has assembled. After my first cup of coffee, I start to become a real person again, and to come to. I had been a total wreck, after the strongly emotional night just past. I was okay now though ... more calm ... happy. I gave TJ a kiss on the lips, and Alex one on the cheek, with a little hug. Then we ate, and talked, and laughed, and ate, and drank coffee ... eating like crazy ... until it is time for us to start our respective days. Alex dresses in a small yellow sundress and sandals, and I in a pair of short shorts, and a halter-top. TJ had a pair of jeans in the car, and a light pullover sweatshirt (he never wears briefs with jeans) ... and loafers without socks. 

Alex gives both TJ and me warm hugs, and kisses on the lips, and she leaves to return to her studies. I notice TJ admiring Alexis' form with her sundress backlit the in the doorway as she leaves. TJ and I look at each other and without a word head back to the bedroom, stripping off our clothes as we go. After a nice late-morning lovemaking session, we just lay in bed enfolded in each other's arms, and talking softly. We agree that today is going to be a lazy bedroom kind of day. We discuss the possibility of popcorn and a movie at home later—just like when I was twelve. We also plan for another night of lovemaking! 

I am so grateful for these two wonderful friends. As I walked Alex out to her car arm in arm, we discussed getting together—just the two of us—to explore some of the new developments in our friendship, and I gave her a little kiss. Thanks to TJ, Alexis and I have discovered ... um ... maybe something different in our friendship. 

The last thing Alexis had said to me as she climbed into her car was, 

"Let's get together again ... soon." 

Not knowing if she was talking about just the two of us ... or the three of us, I just smiled and waved as she drove away. 

End



An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 03



This story is a continuation of the TJ, Kelly, and Alexis series, "An Affectionate Friendship," and continues from Chapter two, and explores the activities of Kelly and her enhanced relationship with girlfriend, Alexis. These two beautiful and shapely young women, head out for an evening of drinking and dancing. Their mutual male friend TJ, forced to rescue Kelly from a dangerous situation, punishes her for her willful behavior. Read on to see what else develops between TJ, Kelly, and Alexis.

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Chapter 3 - Kelly and Alexis

Part One:

My name is Kelly and I am going out on the town with my best friend Alexis (Alex); just two little devils, out to raise a little hell tonight. Alex and I have been friends since childhood, and were college roommates. We go clubbing occasionally on a Friday nights when Alex's law school studies allow, we enjoy meeting others and dancing. 

Alexis, TJ (a male friend), and I got together for dinner and dancing a month ago. And, as nature and alcohol have a way of taking their courses, the three of us ended up in the sack together. Long story short, TJ and I both ended up in a sexual adventure with my friend Alexis. Alexis and I have never been romantic before then, except for some rather innocent experimentation as roommates during our college days. That night a month ago changed the nature of our relationship from straight hetero, to more... bi. Tonight, we are just two attractive young women out on the town, with no further expectations toward each other than just being girlfriends out for some clubbing, dancing, and... well... who knows. 

I am an active and energetic person, and have been sexually active since my college days at age eighteen or nineteen. In college, it became a thing to do... to experiment a little with a girlfriend. My friend Alexis was fairly well-developed in college... and I just had to know what her boobs felt like against mine. Just a passing phase, I guess. (BTW, they felt wonderful!)

Both of us also dated boys in college, but boys are harder to communicate with regarding sex; girls are more... you know... vocal, and a bit easier to talk to without ego getting in the way. So Alexis and I tried some clumsy and amateur groping together... it was fun... and very nice, but... we returned to just being friends.

Tonight, I am wearing a short tight dress, thigh-high sheers, and five-inch heels, and I expect Alex to dress similarly. One change I made to my normal wardrobe is that I am not wearing a bra or panties tonight. It feels good, and a little sexy. Plus, a panty line would spoil the line of my tight outfit, and going without will make it a little more comfortable with all of the active dancing I know I'll be doing tonight. If Alexis is wearing panties, I will try to talk her out of them. I am guessing, based on our long friendship and our long girly talks in the dorm room, that Alex just is as sexually adventurous as I am. 

At eight-thirty the doorbell rings, and I am a little excited and nervous as I open the door. As Alex enters, she gives me a sort of half hug, with one hand on my right hip, and the other around my back. She says,

"Hey, girlfriend!" (In kind of an urban accent) and she pulls me toward her, and gives me a warm full kiss on the lips.

I respond by pushing my lips into hers, with my heart starting to beat a little faster. The kiss lasted only about a second or so, but was long enough to tell me that tonight was going to be very interesting. 

"So what's next, doll?" I asked.

"I thought we talked about doing some clubbing, and then maybe we can come back here to unwind. But, god! Let's start with something to eat! I'm starving!"

"If you are not particular, I have a great little place we can go. Good food." I answered her, as I smoothed my hands down her short tight dress, snapping her bra strap and her panty waistband over her dresses, and said,

"You won't need these tonight, sweetie!"

She gave me a sexy knowing smiled and stepped into the bathroom to remove her excess underclothes. I patted her on the behind as she came out, ready to go and just said,

"Mmm... Nice!"

She kissed me on the cheek and her hand lightly slid over my ass, as we started toward the door. I followed her, grabbed my clutch, and we headed out to her car. She had her car outside and ready to go, so she drove.

The restaurant was a nice neighborhood Italian place, and probably "Italian" enough to appeal to my friend Alexis Maria Angelina Giancomo. The place was not crowded, since we got a late start, and the families are mostly gone, and the crowd that is left is mostly younger like us, intent on a meal before enjoying a long evening out. 

Clubs do not get really started until at least ten, or ten thirty on a weekend night, so we had enough time to have a leisurely dinner. We started with wine, ordered a carafe of their house Chianti, and were too engaged in conversation to look at a menu, so we had a glass of the pretty, red wine. Alex ordered a chicken dish of some sort with a white sauce and asparagus spears, and I closed the menu, and said to the waiter,

"I would like is some penne... cooked al dente... with some kind of spicy red sauce... like an arrabbiata... with parmesan... and some garlic bread." 

"No problem Miss, we can do that for you." Our tall, blond (possibly gay) waiter replied with a smile.

Alex smiled at this exchange, but did not comment. Most decent restaurants will accommodate any reasonable off-menu request. With the ordering out of the way, Alex started the conversation with,

"By the way, how is TJ?"

"Don't know... haven't seen him in about a month," was my short reply.

"He's quite a remarkable man isn't he?" 

"Yup... known him for a long time... he is a rare beast." I replied succinctly, trying not to dwell on her admiration for TJ.

"Well... you think the three of us might... um, get together again... soon?" She redirected.

"Maybe we will. But tonight it's just you and I sweetie, and we are going to club the living crap out of this town!" We both laughed.

I changed the subject of conversation away from TJ, and onto our plans for the evening. We did discuss plans, and decided on some places with lots of people and lots of noise. I had a recent phone conversation with TJ on this very subject, and mentioned some places we might go. Even though he warned me about one of those places being a little dangerous, I had heard some good things about it, so it was at the top of my list. 

"Dangerous? Mmm... sounds interesting!" I thought with a sexy little shudder.

We drank the Chianti, laughed, ate, drank more of the wine, and talked about a lot of stuff, personal kinds of things... work... school... men...who became engaged to whom... you know, just girl talk.

The place we decided on first, the one at the top of my mental list, is a kind of trendy club with a long line in front. But, a couple of attractive and leggy girls in tight short skirts have no problem making their way to the front of the line, and into the club. On the way up to the front, I pulled two Twenties out of my purse, folded them twice and handed one to Alexis. I smiled at the dark, handsome, and tall well-built man at the velvet rope, slipped the folded twenty into his hand. Kelly noticed this and my former honor student friend quickly got the idea, and did the same, he lifted the rope and let us through. 

I turned to see him looking at us, and got a strange vibe... as if he recognized us, or something... weird. Alexis and I are what attracts the patrons with money, so we were in. The place was amazing, neon everywhere, the music so loud you couldn't carry on a conversation. The atmosphere was electric... like a living beast with a pulse of its own. It was great! 

Despite TJ's warnings, we were here to dance to our kind of music and just to see what happens; we were up for absolutely anything! We ordered a couple of simple drinks, bourbon and seven, scotch and soda... that kind of thing. Syrupy girly drinks are too expensive, and contained more alcohol... a bad choice for a girl wanting to keep her wits about her. I have learned that with whisky and water, you can have more drinks and get a nice buzz, without getting drunk... and it's cheaper! So that's what we intended to do; drink our watered-down drinks, and dance our little fannies off. 

Dancing partners were not hard to find in this place, as I have explained; my friend Alexis is incredibly beautiful, with her dark brown hair, and luminous green eyes. She is tall, with long slender legs. Since I am not bad either, we two intrepid little chicks had our share of partners in our short tight slutty little dresses... no bras... no panties. It does not take long for an astute young male to figure this out, and we had a few hands on our bare little asses on the dance floor partner after partner. Maybe the aggressiveness of some of them was a little unnerving, but a strong male hand feels good on a girl's soft little ass. 

Part Two:

At one point, from the dance floor, I saw Alex talking and laughing with a man at the railing that overlooks the café area from the dance floor. He turned to speak to his friends leaving her leaning on the railing on her elbows, and I can only imagine the view she was giving to those behind her. The man walked back to Alexis put his hands on her hips as she straightened, and whispered something in her ear. She smiled, nodded, and he led her out onto the dance floor and although the music was upbeat, they were dancing slowly. 

She slid her arms up and around his neck, and he had his hands on her hips. As they danced, they came rather close to the tables at the periphery of the dance floor. The occupants were mostly young males. They had their eyes glued to the back of Alex's skirt, having raised a couple of inches with her arms up around her partner's neck. At one point one of the men, one with poor impulse control I guess, reached out and slid his hand up the inside of Alex's thigh. He was smirking with his friends as (it appeared to me) he let a finger slide up between her pussy lips. She pushed away from him and into her partner, and her partner turned her away from the offending oaf, leading her back onto the floor a little.

The man got up from that table, obviously drunk, and tried to cut in on Alex's dance with her partner. Her partner grabbed this guy's wrist when he became insistent, and pushed him back toward his friends, who just looked on without getting involved. This guy took a step forward, but Alex's partner gave him one of those guy-to-guy warning looks, then he glared at one of the other men at this guy's table with a look that said, "You should take care of your friend." This man led his friend back to the table, telling him to shake it off and have another drink.

Alex's partner escorted her back to our table, gave me a smile and a little salute, and returned to his friends. Alex looked at me, and said,

"Did you see that? That drunken man wanted to dance with me, but thankfully my partner... his name is John, by the way... was able to get rid of him."

"Yes, I saw it. Thanks to John for taking charge... it could have been ugly. I hope you didn't give him your name."

"Well, just my first name. What have you been up to my dear?"

"I had been dancing on and off, but mostly with one guy I was attracted to. But I didn't ask his name, and I didn't give him mine... not in a place like this."

Alex and I had another couple of watered-down drinks, and just talked as well as we were able with all of the noise and music. Alex accepted a dance with another good-looking young guy and I walked over to where my favorite partner was standing and conversing with a couple of other patrons. I grabbed his hand and led him back out on the dance floor, he smiled and followed willingly. After all, a pretty brunette with long legs and a short skirt is hard to resist! 

I did not know this man's name or anything about him, and I didn't want to get that personal in this place and told him so. I was not looking for romance... just fun... just dancing! When we reached the dance floor, we danced to a couple of wild numbers. The third dance is a slower number and he puts his hands on my hips. This is an invitation to for me to wrap my arms around his neck, which I do. Dancing slowly... barely moving... I am sweating into this man's shirt, with a wet face against his neck. 

I raised my head up, and kissed him tenderly, and he responded the same way. Sometime during the kiss, he brought one hand onto my back and slid the other one onto my ass. I just enjoyed the motion of my body under his hands... the flexing and swiveling of my muscles, hips, and ass. My body is so tight; I could feel all of my muscles flex, particularly my thighs. As I push my stomach into him, I can feel a growing bulge through his pants. I move so that my stomach massages him, and I can feel him get harder. I took a moment to see what Alex was up to, but a cursory glance around told me that she likely left the dance floor with a new partner.

The music and the atmosphere in this place are going right through me, and I am being turned on in my tight short sweat soaked little dress with my bare thighs rubbing together... I can feel it. My partner slipped a hand down onto my naked ass under my skirt, which had risen up quite a bit during the dance. I had no idea what kind of rear view I am giving to anyone behind me; the floor was crowded, no one seems to be noticing, so I don't really give a damn.

Obviously, my partner doesn't care either. Soon I feel a finger sliding into my vag from behind, and it feels so good. I close my eyes, and shift my stance a little, as we dance to give him better access. He pushes into and out of me in a nice slow rhythm, as I leak my juices all over his fingers. I need some relief... a release... soon! I can sense that the song is about to end, and before it does, I whisper in his ear, he nods, I grabbed my clutch purse from my table, and we leave the dance floor. 

This club has a lot of dark nooks and crannies, so we found one that was out of the way, and I pulled my partner into it, pushing him up against the wall, and press my lips into his... hard. He responds immediately and has his hands all over me. We kiss and fondle each other roughly, and he lifts me up under my thighs and spins me around, and up against the wall. My heart is pounding in my chest; he continues to kiss me hard. I release a hand from around his neck, and pull my dress up to my waist, and his strong hands hold me against the wall as my legs tighten around his ass. I am waiting to feel his cock slide into my already very moist pussy. I still have my clutch in my hand, and ask him to take a condom out of it.

Just then, someone grabs my partner by the back of his neck, pulls him away from me. This person backhands him as he sprawls in a heap against the other wall. This huge man is grabs me by the throat, as some small overly made-up woman is screaming at me. She is obviously a prostitute, and this big man is her pimp or bodyguard. She screams at me with her finger almost in my face, telling me that this is her territory, and anything I make off his guy is hers. She wanted my purse, calling me a MF'ing bitch, and how I was going to get what I had coming to me.

I then see her pushed away, by a man in an electric blue silk shirt, expensive slacks, and tasseled loafers. This man grabs the hand at my throat, twists it around and off my throat, and with a sledgehammer of a punch, lays this big guy out. I look again, and see that it is my friend TJ coming to my rescue.

My dance partner is back up, and helps TJ escort the big man and his whore to the bouncers, who throw them out of the club. The bouncer comes back, clasps hands with TJ at shoulder level, and with a kind of "bro hug," shoulder to shoulder with a clasp on the back. He says,

"Sorry about that, TJ, but we have had some trouble with that kind of thing lately, with professionals getting in to establish a hunting ground. They obviously took your friend here (nodding toward me) as competition... a pro. Thanks for the help, man, I owe you."

"No problem Jake, just looking after my little friend here, I owe that to her dad. I'll deal with her later." (I frowned, "Deal with me later? What the heck does that mean?")

Jake turned his broad face to me, and with a handsome smile said,

"Young lady, you are lucky to have my buddy TJ here, as a friend. We can't be everywhere in this big club."

I recognized Jake as the man who let Alex and me into the club. He must have had a description of us from TJ in case we showed up where we were not supposed to be. As TJ, my dance and nearly sex partner, and I walked to the table; I turned to him and said,

"Really? 'My buddy TJ?' Since when are you are on a first name basis with every bouncer in town?"

"Jake is an old army buddy... that's how I got into the club to begin with. When you and I spoke the other day, and you said that you and Alex were planning to go clubbing, you mentioned this club. I broke a date to come here and make sure you guys were okay. This can be kind of a dangerous place for a couple of tender little morsels like you and Alex."

"Well, I am sure we can handle ourselves, my dance partner here would have helped me."

"Well, sweets, it didn't look to me like you two were dancing!" TJ countered with a smile.

"This place was kind of turning me on, and my friend and I were taking a little time out from dancing." I said.

TJ turned my partner, shook his hand and thanked him. Before he walked away, my partner said to me,

"Thank you baby, that was interesting. Can I have your number? Maybe we can get together some time." I put my finger to my lips and reply,

"No names remember? Thanks for your help, you are a great guy."

ALEX! Where in the hell is she? I told TJ to sit, and I was going to find Alex. Just then, she enters the main area on her way back to the table. She sees TJ, and squeals, "TJ!" She throws her arms around his neck, and gives him a kiss on the cheek,

"Where did you come from? W-What are you doing here?"

We explained to her what transpired with the prostitute and her pet gorilla, and how TJ laid him out with one punch. We shared a drink with TJ all trying to come down a little from the excitement. Just then, Jake came over and sat between TJ and Alexis. He told TJ that he was off-duty, and asked if he wanted to join him for a little late supper and a couple of beers, and to catch up a little. Alex straightened up her posture, and ran her fingers through her hair, just enough to straighten a couple of loose strands. She smiled at Jake and asked,

"TJ, are you going to introduce me to your handsome friend?"

"Kelly already knows who he is, since he is the one to dispose of the prostitute and the hulk with her. Jake, I mean Jackson Fulmer, this is Alexis Giancomo, and she is Kelly's best girlfriend. Jake and I are old army buddies, and he saved my life while out on patrol as a young trooper, before I became an officer."

Jake is big at six-feet four inches, muscular, and has a ruggedly handsome face with a dark completion... but he seemed to Alex to be kind of a gentle giant. Alex extended her small porcelain hand with a sweet smile and a sparkle in her emerald eyes,

"Nice to meet you Jake, I'm Alexis... Alex to my friends."

Jake took the fingers of her tiny hand in his huge paw, and gently kissed the back of her hand,

"Charmed, Alex." Jake said, unable to keep from staring into her amazing green eyes.

"Ohhh, and a gentleman too!" Turning to TJ she said, "He seems like a very nice guy under all of those... um... muscles." As Alex put her hand on Jake's upper arm and patted it to make her point, Jake leaned his face closer to Alex, and with a smile, replied,




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 03



"I am, honey!" And with almost a whisper, continued, "But don't let it get around." TJ laughed and slowly shook his head. Then looking at Jake, TJ said,

"Maybe another time brother, I have to get these two little ladies home safely."

"You're on, brother... later!" (Hand clasp, bro-hug.)

"See you later Jake."

"Word!" Then looking at Alexis with a handsome smile said, "Bye green eyes!" Jake departed and Alex fanning her face a little with her fingers exclaimed,

"Whew! I want one!" (Referring to Jake) TJ just smiled, and changing the subject said, 

"Well ladies, suck 'em down, and let's hit the road... I'll drive your car Alex... keys please!" 

Alex explains that she doesn't have a key, it's a fob, and as long as she has it on her, he can operate her car. I pouted a little and said,

"Can't we have a last dance first, you meannie!" TJ smiled, looking at me for a couple of seconds,

"Getting late sweeties and I have to find Jake to arrange for him to get my car back to me tomorrow. Meet you at the car in ten."

We got up after he left, I took a last swig on my scotch and whatever, and Alex and I walked back to the car, and when we get to it, instead of opening the door for me, she pushes her body into mine and up against the car, and unloads a hard, passionate kiss on my surprised lips. She slid her hand under my skirt, and a finger into my little snatch. She breaks from the kiss; pulls her finger out of me, tastes it and says,

"Mmm! Tasty, darling!" (Giggle)

Then she resumes the kissing with her finger sliding back up inside my sopping wet little pussy. Alex is finger fucking me as the palm of her hand massages my mound and clit. I moan and moan as she brings me to a very quick, but very nice little shudder of an orgasm... right there in the parking lot, with my skirt up and my arms around her neck. Her slender finger sliding against the interior walls of my pussy feels sooo amazing as she moves it in and out, and curls it to let her nail gently scratch my soft interior flesh a little. I gasped as she presses her finger against the anterior wall of my vagina.

I am not even aware enough to know if someone is watching us, and would not give a crap if they were. She has her arm around me keeping my weak knees from failing me, with her other one bracing us against the door frame. She looks in my eyes, and announces,

"You better believe, you are going to pay me back for that one when we get to your place, doll!" Alex says with her lips just barely touching mine.

"Mmm, okay... uh... yes, anything you say, sweetie!" I breathe into her lips, as each word becomes a very light little kiss. 

She opens the back door and pours me into it. I fall into the backseat on my back, and showing her a wet fleshy little up-skirt view as I do. I was past caring if anyone sees my little privates or not. I am not an exhibitionist, but am not pathologically modest. Alex says,

"You are in the back tonight, doll. Since TJ is driving, I get shotgun in my own car. Just relax and sleep it off a little."

All of a sudden, I am starting to feel all of those watered-down drinks as my head starts to spin a little... they kind of sneak up on you. Alexis settles in the front passenger seat, pushing the lever on the side to recline her seat. I can see that the hem of her dress has ridden up enough to have her cleft peeking out just under the hem. Alex is smashed! She is muttering something; I could not understand but sounded like something about Jake and her. I made a mental note to ask her about that one later. She reaches down to pull her stockings up a little, spreading her legs, a little, as she does.

After a further couple of minutes, TJ opens the driver seat door and plops into the seat. He looks back at me lying on the back seat, legs akimbo, and eyes shut. He then looks over at Alexis, noticing her charms peeking out from under her hemline. He smiles, pushes the start button and we were off. I was not really asleep, but about halfway there. After I while, I see Alex reach over, take TJ's hand, and place it on her bare thigh, high up. My TJ then starts to gently rub her thigh with his fingers sliding up and down the inside of her open thighs, and then up to her bare little pussy lips. I am guessing that she was very wet by now, and she starting to moan softly with her eyes closed. Suddenly, Alex took in a couple of sharp breaths, shuddered a little and let out a long moan.

My TJ, is finger-frigging my best friend. I made another mental note to ask him about that! My head is swimming so rational thought is not possible right now. All I could think about is TJ driving along with Alex's sweetest smell on his fingers. As usual, TJ stopped at that little park near my townhouse to give us a chance to get some air. Alex gets out her door, and TJ comes around to my side and gives me his hand. As I come out I stand up trying to wrapped my arms around TJ. He holds me off with his strong hands on my shoulders, and said,

"Easy sweets, let's get some air first. I'm still a little upset with you my dear."

"Upset? What do you mean, upset?"

"Let's wait until we get you home sweets." 

I frowned. I guess flashing my pretty browns at him isn't going to work tonight. I wonder what he had in mind for me tonight. I thought about the conversation we had on the phone about clubs, and his being very firm, that I should not go to the club Alex and I chose. He was right though, it was a little dangerous. I felt like the little twelve-year old he used to babysit. He could be stern, when I was a little willful, but he never laid a hand on me. I was not his child, so I guess he respected that. Maybe tonight was going to be different. The air felt nice, and both Alex and I were heading back to the car with TJ following. Alex headed for the back seat sprawled out, and I climbed into the front.

When we got back to my townhouse, TJ informed me that he was taking the guest bedroom, and that Jake would be by in the morning with his car. I kicked my heels off as I came in, and Alexis did the same. Alex will spend the night also, but would bunk with me. TJ approached me with a stern look that scared me a little. He grabbed my wrist hard, and he looked at Alexis,

"Alex my dear, will you go into Kelly's room and in the upper drawer of her bureau you will find a big solid wooden hairbrush. Will be please bring it out to me?"

"Um, sure TJ" She said nervously starting to get an idea of what was to happen.

"No Alex, don't! TJ, can't we just talk about this? I know I screwed up, but I learned my lesson, I won't go back to that club again... I promise." TJ explained what was going to happen and why, as he pulled me, unwillingly into the kitchen.

"I know sweets, but promises need to be reinforced. I am not your father, but if I were, you would have gotten a good spanking when you were twelve, and young enough to appreciate it. My hands were tied when you were a minor, but they aren't now that you are still a brat at twenty-three. This will hurt you more than it hurts me!" He said, turning around a standard "dad" remark.

He turned a chair around from the table, sat down and pulled me over onto his lap. My struggling did no good since TJ was strong enough to keep me pinned to his lap. Alex came back with the hairbrush that I knew was hard and flat. Had I known that I was harboring the instrument of my own torture, I would have thrown it out long ago. Alex handed TJ the brush handle first and I look back at her with a pout,

"Thanks a lot traitor... thought you were on my side!" She answers,

"I was at that club too, and let a stranger have me, so I might be in for the same treatment." TJ responded, taking the brush and starting to tap it lightly against my bottom,

"Not tonight, Alex... but behave yourself from now on." I added quickly,

"I'll behave myself from now on too TJ!" But he quickly retorted,

"Too late sweets! Alex, can you come here and pull Kelly's dress up and out of the way a little?" She stepped forward, and pushed my hemline up and completely over my buttocks, letting her fingers drag down my cleavage a little. It tickled, and felt nice, but I scowled at her as she backed away to play witness to my embarrassment.

"For being a brat, and not doing as you were told, tonight and a hundred times when you were younger, you are getting twenty strokes from this very fine hard brush... ten on each butt cheek." TJ said as he teased my butt a little with light circles with the brush. I pleaded,

"Please TJ, Don't..." 

WHACK, came the first blow as my right buttock burned from the first strong blow. 

"Please TJ, Don..."

WHACK, came the second blow as my left buttock caught fire. I looked back to see Alex with a worried look on her face with a fingernail clenched in her teeth. I had the feeling that she was feeling each blow vicariously, as TJ administered them to her best girlfriend.

My butt was already on fire from the first two blows, and I had eighteen to go. I could not imagine that anything could be more painful than those initial blows, but I was wrong. The pain was unbelievable as the strokes rained down on my poor little ass, and I was quickly sobbing as hard as I ever remember crying. I kept up my protests, but they fell on deaf ears... apparently. I lost count of the fiery blows, but my once pretty, shapely little butt was being turned a bright crimson, as it was in more intense pain than I would have ever believed possible.

TJ finished, and let me up from his lap, and I turned to Alex sobbing uncontrollably with my hands over my eyes. Alexis put her arms around me to comfort me. My dress was still up around my waist, and I could feel the burning glow on my ass, as it throbbed with intense pain. I hated TJ right now, and only wanted comfort from my friend. It was a long night that ended badly in my estimation, and wanted to settle down. TJ kissed me on my cheek just below my ear since my hands covered most of the rest of it. I protested TJ's kiss just like a twelve-year old girl might have,

"No! Go away TJ, I hate you!"

He said, "Kelly my love, I am sorry I had to do this, but it was overdue... you know that little girl! I'll make you a nice breakfast tomorrow but right now I am going to ask Alexis to give you a nice soothing rub with some lotion. Alex, can you do that honey?" 

Alex and I walked to my bedroom, still in a hug, with my face buried in her breast. I was crying so hard from the pain, that I could concentrate on nothing more than feeling sorry for myself. Alex pulled the comforter and top sheet back. She carefully pulled my dress up over my head, and laid me face down on my blue silk sheets... I grabbing a pillow for under my head. I knew that Alex was not a traitor, and was looking forward to her gentle touches. Alex pulled my stockings off, laying them over the back of the chair. TJ came in, gave me a little kiss on the small of my back and I protested,

"NO! GO AWAY TJ!"

He gave Alex a kiss on her cheek, smiled and said,

"Thanks honey; take good care of our little friend."

"I will, TJ. Goodnight." 

TJ quietly walked into the guest bedroom, stripped of his clothes down to his boxer briefs, and spread out on my guest bed. Alex got some lotion from the bathroom, sat on the bed next to me, 

"Oh Kelly, you butt is so swollen and red, I hate to touch the welts but I'll have to. It will hurt a little at first, but should feel better quickly, so here goes!"

"Go ahead, Alex, I-I'm ready... I think."

She squirted some of the lotion onto my burning little ass, one buttock at a time, and gently smoothed the lotion in. The lotion felt cold at first, causing me to gasp sharply, but Alex's gentle touch started to feed good... very good! Alex's soothing touch, and soothing voice was working magic on my wrecked little butt, and I began to moan with pleasure for the first time since TJ grabbed my wrist, and pulled me onto his lap. 

"How does that feel my dear Kelly?" Alex asked.

"Ohhh, your fingers are magical Alex. Don't stop. Better yet, tell me what happened to you when you disappeared at the club. C'mon. Spill girl... give me the info... the 411 baby!"

Alex giggled, and told her story. As she slowly massaged my sore butt, she told me of her experience with her last "dance partner." She grabbed her purse from our table, since I wasn't there, and he led her out of the main area and they found a nice quiet hallway leading to an emergency exit that was dark, and out of the way. He kissed her as he slid a finger into her pussy. After just a little stimulation, she said she came on his fingers. 

The throbbing music in the club and the dancing made her so hot. She was already so moist she she could feel her juices between her thighs, and the sweat rolling down her face and stomach. She told me something that I already knew; mostly for women, sex is hot and wet! She said that she knelt in front of her partner, unzipped him and pulled his dick out of his pants. (He was not wearing underwear either. The underwear industry must be doing poorly in this town!) 

She started to give him a slow methodical blowjob. She said that she likes to start with the knob to get it nice and juicy, just tonguing it and letting just the knobby tip slide back and forth between her lips. She said that she loves the taste of the pre-come on her lips, and using her tongue to massage the underside. He was in kind of a hurry to get his satisfaction, so he slipped his cock all the way into her mouth. She said that he was not much longer than about average, but he was very thick... kind of like a fireplug. She also said that the thickness was making it hard to get her lips around it, and she was a little anxious to have it also spreading her little pussy lips. 

He continued with her mouth in smooth even strokes, until he could feel himself getting close. He pulled out of Alex's mouth, straightened her up, and braced her up against the wall. She retrieved a condom from her purse and he slipped it on. He moved the tip back and forth in her pussy lips for further lubrication, and slid his miniature fireplug up inside her a little at a time until she could accommodate his girth. According to Alex, she had a little trouble getting her pussy lips to stretch around the tip, it hurt as he pushed into her, but her lubrication allowed it to slip into her more easily after a few strokes. She said that she just was not ready for a dick that was that thick, but it brought her very close to coming very quickly, because of the friction against her inner walls.

She said that having a cock that thick inside her was an amazing experience... her pussy felt complete filled. He slid himself into her, smoothly and completely in one stroke. She had to move her feet wider to get him comfortably inside of her. It didn't take long before he grunted several times, and with a final push in as far as it would go, he let loose while inside of her but with the protection of a condom. She giggled a little when she recalled that she felt absolutely, impaled on his very thick member as he left it in, throbbing several times before it started to soften enough for him to withdraw. As she finishes her story, she says, 

"Okay, now you." 

"What was your friend's name?" I ask.

"Don't know, and didn't ask. Didn't give him mine either... or my number! How's your butt feeling?"

"Nice. The lotion is working, but keep massaging... it feels great. Um, I am glad you kept the club stuff in the club." I complement her on not getting to know her partner. Men—I mean strangers can get a bit weird.

I told her how the club and the throbbing music were getting to me, and I just needed a release, and asked my partner to find a place for us to be alone. We had just gotten started when this prostitute and her huge bodyguard showed up. He pulled my partner off me just as he was about to take a condom from my purse. This big gorilla hit him hard.

This bitch is screaming at me, something about her territory. I think she thought I was a pro also, um from the way I was dressed, I guess. The big guy had me by the throat. My feet were off the ground, and my dress up up almost to my waist so all of my stuff was out in the open. I could feel the cold of the wall on my naked butt. She was just about to seriously get in my face, and grabbing at my purse when TJ showed up out of nowhere, pushed her aside, and grabbed this bodyguard's wrist, and I thought he was going to twist it off. But, he just pulled the guy's hand off my neck, and clobbered him. 

TJ laid him out with one sledgehammer of a punch. I fell to the floor with my skirt up to my waist, and my legs spread. I felt rather exposed. I tried to compose myself as quickly as possible, but still in shock. I pulled my dress down and tried to straighten myself out as much as possible to be a little more presentable for TJ. You pretty much know the rest. I guess TJ was pretty well pissed that he found me in trouble; in a club, he warned me was dangerous. Alex interjected,

"Yah, I know about the danger part, one of my dance partners helped me avoid a real jerk; one that was very insistent. Luckily, I was with a gentleman."

My butt was feeling much better due to Alex's TLC. Her smooth fingers slid over my greasy little ass, and she decided to slide her hand down the crease between my buttocks, and with her fingers already greased up, slid her middle finger into my asshole, up to the first knuckle. Ohhh it felt sooo good! She pulled it out and slid it back in a little further. I could feel her wiggling it back and forth inside me. That was the weirdest feeling possible, but it felt amazing. I moaned, and said,

"Uhhh, that feels wonderful, you little slut, you!"

She reached down and placed a kiss on my greasy butt-cheek and replied softly,

"You're a little slut, you little slut!" 

We were using our standard affectionate repartee. But, her finger up my ass told me that as sore as my butt was, she was ready to be sexy with me. Whatever we decided to do, she would have to do it to me from behind, or I would have to be on top of her. Either way, it opened up some interesting possibilities. My butt was starting to feel better, but I would not be able to sit for a little while, thanks to the strong arm of my... well... right now, ex-lover TJ. I know I messed up a little but I am not twelve anymore, and I resented being treated like a little girl. Right now, I am thinking that Alex is glad that I am a big girl.

Alex reached up and whispered in my ear,

"How would you like to get fucked right now, sweetie!"

"How are you going to arrange that Alex dear; have grown a dick you haven't told me about?"

"Yup! It's right here!"

With that, she produced a smooth metal vibrating dildo that looked suspiciously like the one I had in my top bureau drawer, right next to the hairbrush she retrieved for TJ. She giggled as she teased my pussy lips with it. It is about seven inches long, and about six inches in circumference, which usually gives me a tight fit if well lubricated. That little she-devil was sliding my slick dildo up and down between my pussy lips. She even teased my asshole with it, pushing it in a little. She pulled it out with a giggle, wiped it off and poked it into my pussy about two inches. I have been very wet since my spanking, and the tip of this thing slid in quite smoothly. 

I was starting to moan a little, as my devious friend twisted the switch at the end of the dildo. It has three speeds, and she set it for the first (lowest) vibration setting, and slid it in about half way. The buzzing went right through me, and I started to get very close. Alex then turned it to the highest setting, and slid it nearly all the way in me. She stroked it in and out in an even rhythm, fucking me just as she promised. It was not long before I was coming and shuddering like crazy. I was moaning so loud, I begged her to turn it down. As she pulled it out, I was dripping heavily. 




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 03



She looked at the moist instrument, and slid it across her tongue, to get all of my moisture into her mouth. Then she put her head down between my legs, and lapped up my juices, still seeping out. She slid up beside me and I raised my head turning toward her as she kissed me. I could taste my own juices on her lips, and her tongue. Alexis' kisses always taste good to me, and this time it was a little salty. She moved over to whisper in my ear,

"Kelly m'love, have you ever taken it up the ass? If not, I can take your little cherry right now!"

"N-No, I guess I haven't ever had it up the ass. I'm not opposed to it on religious grounds or anything, just never got around to it... how about you, my dear?"

"Nope, I never have, always wanted to try it though." Alex replied. I looked at my friend and said,

"Well tonight, we will both get our cherries popped. There is another vibrator in my bureau drawer. Can you get it for me, and slide yourself underneath me facing ass-end around."

"Mmm, be right back darlin'" 

With that, Alex got up and quickly grabbed my other vibrator, one that was just a little smaller. I rose up as much as I could without my butt hurting, and Alex crawled under me. This was perhaps the weirdest maneuver I have ever done with someone in bed, but I was now staring at Alexis' lovely pussy, lightly covered with soft silky brown hair. She already had her lips on my little clitty, giving it an expert tonguing. I let me lips muss through her pubic hair, my tongue working its way down into her cleft, and lightly flicking her sensitive little nub. 

Alex decided to start my deflowering, and had the larger of the two vibrators. I felt a fingertip full of K-Y jelly slide into my virgin pucker, coating the inside. As it withdrew, I felt a little tickle on the outside—my dear Alex has a devious sense of humor. As I reached for the tube of K-Y lying beside us, I felt something quite a bit larger than a finger enter my hole. Alex slid about five inches of that thick dildo into my ass in one smooth stroke, with the vibrator set to level three. 

The vibrations in my ass went right through my entire body. I retaliated by sticking my lathered-up finger into her pretty, little hole as far as I possibly could. Her insides felt sooo good. I wiggled my finger around inside her to grease her up inside, then slathered K-Y all over the tip of the dildo, cranked it up to to level three, and slid it into her pretty little ass nearly all the way in one smooth stroke. She stiffened, and shuddered with the unexpected effect of the vibrating instrument deep inside her ass. She then convulsed several times into a very strong orgasm moaning loudly as I continued to stroke it in and out of her pretty ass. 

When her convulsions died down, she retaliated by pulling the large thick dildo out of my ass, and wiping off the K-Y, and pushing it back in semi-dry as far as she could get it, again on level three. It felt amazing, I had to push my ass up and widen my legs to get my little pucker around it and to accommodate it inside me without lubrication. The vibrations shook my entire ass and abdomen, and this turned me on so much so quickly, that as soon as she moved it, even to the slightest degree, I came full force, shuddering and convulsing several times. We two little sluts lost our "ass virginity" that night. 

It had gotten so late (or early, depending on your point of view) that we fell asleep in each other's arms. It felt wonderful lying with our arms around each other, lips to lips, breasts to breasts, legs intertwined, feeling every breath on our lips and nipples. Sometime after we fell asleep, we fell apart, Alex on her back, and me on my stomach with only the silk top sheet over us. It was early in the morning when I woke to the sound of... well, moaning. A little groggy, I made my way to the bathroom with my butt still throbbing with a lot of pain, and a bit of a headache. I thought to take a couple of pain pills.

The bathroom opens into my master bedroom, and into the guest bedroom down the hall. When a guest uses the bathroom, he or she locks the door to my bedroom while the bathroom is in use, and the reverse is true when I use it and I have a guest. I took a couple of pain pills, and drew water from the sink before I remembered to lock the door to the guest bedroom. As I approached the door, I noticed that the moaning got louder. I hadn't even noticed that Alexis was not in my bed... it simply didn't register as I slid out. I approached the door to the guest bedroom, and slowly opened it just a crack.

What I saw shot an arrow through my heart, as I put my hand to my chest, under my breasts. I let out as nearly silent gasp, as I peered into the guest bedroom. I saw Alexis straddling TJ with her hands on his chest, raising and lowering her beautiful naked ass on his very hard cock. Her head thrown back, eyes closed, she is fucking my TJ. She is breathing hard, trying to keep her soft moans quiet; TJ moaned her name as she rode him,

"Ohhh, Alex honey. You are sooo beautiful. Oh yes!" as he raised his hips to meet her downward thrusts to get himself into her as deeply as possible. I was broken hearted. I could not move a muscle. It was as if I was above it all looking down at this scene. I watched for many minutes until I forced myself to tear my eyes away from this sight. I could feel that my eyes were red and teary, and my face felt hot... hot with anger. "How could he... how could they?" I was thinking to myself, as I closed the guest bedroom door, and twisted the lock on the door, then quickly went to my bedroom door, and and twisted the lock on that door. I had them locked out of my bedroom completely. They could use the smaller bathroom off the kitchen if they needed, but they were not getting in here.

I paced around my room not knowing what to do. I felt betrayed. I was crying and muttering to myself not sure what to do or where to go. My aggravated state must have alerted them, because I heart Alexis say,

"Oh god TJ! What have we done? K-Kelly s-saw us I think!" TJ seemed confused and told her,

"Alex, get off. See what is going on with Kelly. Oh Shit!"

Alexis tried the door to my room and knocked when she found it locked. 

"Kelly, are you okay? Kelly honey, please open the door! Please, honey!"

I hear her walk back to TJ,

"She's locked in her bedroom, I can't tell if she is awake or what!" Alex said with some amount of worry in her voice.

I was back in bed with my top sheet over my head, on my stomach with my sore butt still throbbing a little. I was sobbing into my pillow softly and punching it with my fist. My whole world was crumbling before my eyes... I didn't know what to do. Locking myself in so I wouldn't have to confront them was a first step to protect myself. I didn't know what they would do, now that they have been discovered, but I was intent on staying put until they leave. I was thinking several things I could do, my mind going in all directions... I even thought about work. Yes, I will throw myself in to my work for a while; long enough to see what to do next. I have a new assignment at work, a new author with a hot new book dropped on my desk to edit.

Was my long relationship with TJ over? Could I still count Alexis as a friend? I have known both of them for over a decade! Whom can you count on, in life if you can't count on your best friends? I was distraught, and with so much energy expended, and so many questions swirling around in my head; I became exhausted, and fell asleep. The last thing I remember was the smell of coffee, so if I my so-called friends didn't make themselves breakfast with my groceries, they at least made themselves coffee. In the end, I simply decided to think it through tomorrow, or really, later today when I more awake. 

Later in the morning, I was about half asleep, and could hear Alexis at the door again,

"Kelly honey, will you please open the door, we need to talk. Please Kelly!" then I heard her walk away a little speaking to someone else... TJ I guessed,

"She's not coming out. I don't know what to do. We can't just leave with her like this, can we?"

"I don't know what more we can do right now either, I have to wait for Jake to deliver my car, so you may as well take off, I'll wait here until my car arrives, then I will have to drive Jake back."

"Okay TJ, I'll call her later. Call me later too if you like." There was a moment of silence, likely a kiss goodbye then,

"Goodbye TJ."

Later, I heard another stronger knock on my bedroom door, then,

"Kelly, are you okay sweets, please come out so we can talk a while. Kelly? Okay, I'll call you later honey."

Within a few minutes, I heard a knock on the front door and,

"Hi Jake, thanks for bringing the car, I'll drive you back."

The door closed, then nothing... silence. Still naked, I slipped into a robe, unlocked the bedroom door and peeked out. They were gone, so I wandered into the kitchen. There was still some coffee, so I poured myself a cup, and forgetting my condition, sat down on a chair by the table. I yelped, and jumped up immediately as my sore bottom pressed against the seat, renewing last night's pain. I got a pillow from my bed, and placed it on the chair. I gingerly sat back down so I could enjoy some coffee in peace. The pillow worked, and my poor damaged hiney was a great deal more comfortable. 

The coffee was good. I had nothing else to do today, so I just stayed at home. I decided not to give my recent heartaches another thought... not today. The phone rang a few times, but I just let them to message. I made myself as comfortable as I could on the couch with plenty of pillows and cushions, listened to some smooth Jazz, and read a good book. 

To be continued in

Chapter Four.



An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 04



This story is a continuation of the TJ, Kelly, and Alexis series, "An Affectionate Friendship," and continues from chapter three. In the last chapter, Kelly caught her older boyfriend TJ, in a sexual situation with her best girlfriend. She avoided confronting them that day, but knew that she could not put it off forever. Perhaps today is the day. In Part One of this story she deals with Alexis. In Part Two, will she come to terms with TJ or lose his friendship? Read on to find out. 

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Part One - Alexis: 

A: One week ago, Sunday morning: 

The coffee was good. I had nothing else to do today, so I just stayed at home. I decided not to give my recent heartaches another thought... not today. The phone rang a several times, but I just let them to message. I made myself as comfortable as I could on the couch with plenty of pillows and cushions, listened to some smooth Jazz, and read a good book, a nice engrossing mystery. 

The heartache I am feeling started last night. My girlhood friend and college roommate Alexis and I decided to go out clubbing, but the club we chose proved to be a dangerous place, as a prostitute and her pimp accosted me there. My longtime family friend TJ had to rescue me, and to make matters worse, it was in a place that he warned my about. TJ, Kelly and I ended up back at my townhouse, and TJ stayed in my guest bedroom since he had to drive us there in Alexis' car. TJ was angry that I was so willful about going counter to his advice (I have a long history of doing this to TJ) and he decided I needed a spanking. "For my own good," he said. 

Kelly and I used my bedroom, she soothed my red and burning spanked bottom, and we ended up in a little sex-play of our own. I woke up later into the next morning and found my two best friends having sex in my guest bedroom. Brokenhearted, I barricaded myself in my room until they left, so I would not have to deal with the situation in such a distraught condition. 

B: Today, Saturday morning, one week later: 

The only problem is that I will have to deal with this problem... eventually. For the last week, I threw myself into my work as an associate editor for a local publishing house. My boss gave me a new and promising author to work with, and I became absorbed in her work. If I lose my two best friends, I have some girlfriends that I have lunch with regularly. So, I will not be left friendless by my faithlessness former best friends. Over the past week, both TJ and Alexis have called and left messages, but I have ignored them until I could deal with them rationally. This means that I will have to see both TJ and Alexis eventually, but separately, so they do not gang up on me. 

The next time one of them calls, I will answer, and set up a meeting on neutral ground. As it turns out, the next one to call is Alexis... she called again this morning. I answered the phone. 

"Kelly!! Thank god! Girl, we need to talk. I am not about to let me best girlfriend go without an explanation at least." 

"When and where, Alexis?" I replied coolly. 

"Um... how about the little coffee shop at the mall we went to that time. What if we meet at about one o'clock today, is alright with you?" 

"Fine. See you there." I said, not wasting any words. 

"O-Okay honey." 

I missed Alexis terribly over the past week. We were girlfriends since the fifth grade and were roommates in the small eastern college we both attended. Friends tell me that I am very pretty, and I know that I have a shapely figure, judging from the looks men give me when I'm dressed in a sweater and tight skirt. Alexis is a stunning beauty, a little taller than I am, with dark brown hair, and emerald green eyes. Beyond that, we are... or at least I thought we were soul mates. I considered her a friend to whom I could tell any secret, and ask for any advice. I know that she is very attracted to my friend TJ, since the three of us went out for an evening together, a couple of months ago. For my meeting with Alexis today, I am dressed in a light sweater, blue jeans, and low heels. I left in time to be there before Alexis arrived. 

At the mall, I waited in a remote area, which afforded a view of the café. I know it sounds cloak and dagger, but I did not want to the surprised by meeting with both TJ and Alexis. I wanted to see what she had to say one-on-one. At last Alex arrived and took a seat at a table off to the side of the little open-air café (open to the mall, anyway). I waited for a few minutes, as she nervously looked around for me. Confident that TJ was not also going to show up, I waited for her to look in the opposite direction, and walked up to the table and sat down. 

"Oh Kelly, I am so happy to see you honey." 

"Well, I'm here. Is there something you wanted to say, Alexis?" 

"Boy Kelly, you are not going to make this easy, are you?" 

I didn't answer her. 

"Kelly, you have friends, and I have friends, but I do not have a friend that is as special to me as you are. Um, I kind of thought of us as soul mates—that we could tell each other anything. I miss you, honey. I miss your intelligence, I miss your sense of humor, your friendship, and I miss you loving touch. I have come to count on your affection, even more lately than in the past." 

She waited hopefully for any kind of response from me. I waited about eight to ten second, which might have seemed like an eternity to her, and asked, 

"What happened between you and TJ last week, Alex?" My demeanor was cool and calm... emotionless. I could see her gulp a little and then she said, 

"I woke up a little restless... couldn't sleep, and went into the bathroom to get some water on my face. I noticed TJ stretched out in the guest bedroom, and since you were asleep, sought out some company. But, since I woke him in the middle of the night, TJ might have thought that I was you, and pulled me onto him. He even called me sweets, which is an endearment he reserves for you." 

"He called you sweets?" I asked coolly. 

"Well, yah. I guess, but like I say he was still half asleep, and he just pulled me onto him, and I guess I just went with the flow... kind of." 

"I don't know what to say, Alex. I wake up in the dark, my butt hurts and I have a headache the size of Chicago, so I'm getting some pain pills from the bathroom and I see you jumping up and down on TJ's little pogo stick. What am I the think?" Alex let out a little nervous giggle with a hand over her mouth at the pogo stick comment. 

"I know how it looks honey, but there must be some way to get past this... for us. You can make whatever peace you wish with TJ, but I am worried... terribly worried, about losing my best friend. I know you miss me too... we are just too good of friends for you not to miss being with me. I love you Kelly!" 

I was starting to soften, and I know that Alexis saw a little change in my demeanor, since she smiled a little. She continued, 

"Kelly, you are my dearest friend, is there some way that we can at least start to get past this? Just a start, however small... is there some way?" 

I can see that Alexis will make a fine lawyer someday soon, with her intellect, and negotiation talents. I started to tear up a little as I reached across the table and placed my hand on top of hers massaging her hand with my index finger. I blinked away a couple of tears just starting to form, and after I composed myself a little, I say, 

"I love you Alex. You have always been such a good friend to me. You know me... I mean really know me. I do not want to be this cold inquisitor; I want to find a way past this. I want us to have fun together; I want to feel your touch on my body. If that makes me an old lesbo, then so be it. That is what I am. You know my feelings about labels anyway. The problem is that I am worried about losing TJ to you. You know that I date other guys... hell, I nearly let one fuck me last week, and would have if that f'ing whore hadn't shown up with her pet gorilla." 

Alex was on such pins and needles in this discussion, that she just let it out, and cried openly until it was all out. I don't know what people passing by might have thought, but I really didn't give a crap. This beautiful raven-haired girl across from me is what I care about right now. The two of us were a mess. I moved my chair closer to Alex to wrap my arms around her as she cried on my shoulder. I was getting close to balling was well. When she could speak again, Alex said, semi-tearfully, 

"I won't deny that I like TJ. But, I would never... I will never see him without you there. Give him a chance Kelly; you know that he loves you, and I know that he doesn't love me... at least not with that deep abiding eternal love he has for you. Plus, I guess that I really do not love him like you do. By the way, he did not call me sweets, he told me he thought it was you... he called you sweets. As much as you are comfortable with it, yah, I would let TJ fuck me. He is a little older, but still tight and fit. He knows how to make love to a woman, but I would give that all up in a heartbeat if I thought it would hurt you in any way. I like TJ Kelly, but I love you." 

I smiled at her and said, 

"You are really trying to make me cry, aren't you, you little slut." 

"Me a slut? You're a slut, you little slut." We ignored the looks we were getting from people at surrounding tables, and just laughed and giggled uncontrollably. She continued, 

"God, I'm hungry, Kel... let's eat." 

"Okay Alex, honey. Since it's such a cloudy and rainy day, why don't you meet me back at my place after lunch, and we will... um... find a way to make it up to each other." 

We talked and laughed, and I told her that I would call TJ soon if he doesn't call me, so we can talk out our part of all of this, like over dinner or something. 

"Maybe I'll invite him up for, um, milk and cookies!" We both laughed. 

As we finished lunch, I wanted to give the people who have been giving us sideways glances a little show. So as we got up to leave, I came over to Alex, wrapped an arm around her, placed the other one on her ass, pulled her to me, and gave her a passionate kiss, full on her mouth. I think one old woman nearly swallowed her soupspoon. Alex getting her breath back said, 

"Whew! To be continued, baby. See you at your place." 

As I pulled into the garage under my unit, I saw Alex rounding the corner and pulling to the curb in front of my townhouse. As I climbed the stairs from the garage to my unit, I was jittery with nervous excitement. I pulled the cork from a nice Chardonnay, and doorbell rang. I skipped to the door, opened it and said, 

"Hi cutie, what's a nice girl like you, doing at a place like this?" I giggled, she laughed and retorted, 

"I'm just out looking for a little girl sex!" 

"Well, my dear, you have come to the right place." We both erupted in rivulets of nervous giggles. 

Looking at Alex, I decided to let just let the wine "breathe" a little, and give Alex my full attention. Alex is dressed similar to me, but with a blouse over blue jeans, I went to work on the buttons on her jeans, as she did the same to me. We wiggled out of them and kicked them off in a corner as I already had her panties down to her knees and her blouse open. I guess neither of us bothered to shut the front door, and we were soon standing semi-nude in my front doorway. That was fine with me, but Alex pushed into me, closing the door behind her. 

"Sorry Kelly, honey. This show is just for you." 

With that, she pulled her panties all the way off, and threw them at me. As she slipped out of her blouse and unclipped her bra, I pressed her panties to my nose to breath in her scent. They smelled sweet... flowery. I pulled my sweater over my head and as I undid my bra, Alex knelt in front of me and pulled my panties all the way down, I lifted my feet, and she took my panties on both of her hands and pressed them to her nose, 

"Mmm. I love your smell, Kelly honey." 

As we went through the kitchen, she asked me to bend over the edge of the table forward, so she could inspect the damage from last week's spanking. She ran her hands over my ass, (Ohhh, god, it felt sooo good!) as she commented on the progress. I still had a couple of bruises, but along with the pain, they were fading fast. She brushed her fingers over my ass so lightly that it tickled, as she played with the tiny, fine, nearly blond hairs on my butt. She lowered herself, spread my ass cheeks with her thumbs, and lightly licked my asshole. Then she kissed me there over and over, with light flicks of her tongue. She moved her attentions down to my pussy, as I widened my stance to give her better access. Her thumbs spread my labia lips at the very end, and lightly flicked her tongue in and around the inside of my pussy lips. The feeling was so amazing that I could feel myself moistening up. She continued sliding her tongue along the inside of the lips toward to front, lapping up the moisture from my vagina as it appeared. She moaned as she licked and kissed me down there, 

"Oh, Kelly! I so love the taste of you. I know that you have received many complements on your beauty before, but I have one you probably haven't heard before. Sweetheart, you have the loveliest and most perfect little asshole I have ever seen." 

She punctuated that comment by spreading my ass cheeks, and placing a full hard kiss on my little puckered opening. I smiled, looked back over my shoulder and replied, 

"Oh, I know... I get that all the time!" (giggle) 

She responded with a sharp but sexy slap to my ass cheek. 

"I'm serious. As a member of the track team in high school and college, I have seen many little female assholes in the locker rooms. I am kind of a connoisseur, darling! 

'Why thank you sweetie, it's yours whenever you want it; day or night, my dear." 

This semi-sarcastic remark earned me another somewhat harder smack on the rear, followed by a light kiss on the reddened area. Alex rose up and pushed her groin into my rear, as her fingers found their way to my breasts and nipples, with soft massages, and gentle pinches. I could feel her soft pubic hair tickling my buttocks. It was a very weirdly sensual feeling. With her in that position, I was wishing she had a dick to push into me... either hole would do! She leaned forward over me and I felt her round firm breasts brushing against my back, and her right middle finger found its way into my pussy. She soon added another finger to the one invading my sopping pussy. I was already shuddering as she whispered in my ear, 

"Kelly honey, let's take this into the other room." 

"Mmm, okay, sweetie." 

As I straightened, I turned around so I could feel my body against hers. She pressed her thighs, stomach, breasts and lips against mine. She broke the kiss and leaned back a little so she could brush her nipples against my nipples. The feeling of her breasts and nipples brushing against mine was incredible, as my breathing and heart rate increased. I put my hands on each side of her face, and pulled her toward me, and with our lips just barely touching and looking intently into her dark green eyes, I whispered, with each word becoming a light tickling kiss, 

"Oh, Alex! I missed your touch sooo much, sweetheart!" 

Alexis moved her hand up to hold my face just under my chin, with her eyes searching mine for just a moment, brushed her lips against mine so lightly that they tickled a little, 

"Kelly darling, you had me sooo worried this last week. I could not stand the thought losing you. You know that I will let TJ fuck me any time he wishes, but I am not in love with him... I love you! And he does not love me... he loves you!" 

I pushed my lips into her... hard, giving her the most passionate kiss possible, gently exploring her mouth with my tongue for a long time. I smiled and gave her a serious look directly into her eyes, 

"I do love TJ. I regard him as my man. I think the three of us need to get together again soon, and when we do, I would willingly share him with you... I would let my incredible man fuck you, my dear friend... but only when the three of us are together... not separately, honey!" 

Alex smiled softly and sweetly with her right hand raised, 

"You have my word, my darling!" 

We broke our embrace, I led her into my bedroom, and I slid onto the bed, on my back with one knee raised. She climbed onto the bed, and I backed up a little to make room for her. She asked, 

"Shall we use some of your toys today, darling?" 

"Huh-uh honey, I am in the mood for flesh on flesh." 

She wore a wicked smile, as she slid her hands under my buttocks, raised me up a little and clamped her wide-open mouth on my pubic mound. I could feel her tongue sliding from my clitty to my pussy, working it into every fold and crevice as she attacked my open crotch, repeatedly with open-mouthed slurping kisses. My clit was tingling, and I could feel the moisture escaping from my pussy. She raised me up a little further and slid her tongue between my ass-cheeks, and tickled my sensitive little pucker. She increased her pressure on my asshole, until her tongue pushed in a little. The feeling of her attentions to this very sensitive area was incredible, and I was moaning loudly. 

Alex moved her attentions up a little and was running her tongue through my pubic hair, and then to my stomach. She placed soft little kisses on my stomach, tickling my belly button with her tongue. Then she slid her body up the length of mine to place little kisses and bites on my lips, massaging my breasts with hers. I have discovered, to my great pleasure, that Alexis is a big fan of whole body massages... massaging my body with hers. I love the feeling of another naked body against mine, feeling another person sharing his or her body warmth, limbs embracing, moving muscles against muscles, breasts against breasts, and pussies scissoring against pussies. It makes me shiver. 

I took Alex's earlobe into my mouth with my tongue, and whispered a suggestion into her ear. She looked at me, smiled and nodded. Following my suggestion, she turned her body around so that her beautiful bottom was in my face, and she returned her attentions to mine. She smelled so good, that I started to become a little light-headed. Alexis has very beautiful blemish free skin, and my face in her well-formed crotch was an intoxicating place to be. I did not want this moment to end. I just smelled her pussy, and stuck my nose in between her ass-cheeks and just inhaled her aromas. I was becoming so aroused, so quickly, as I breathed in her body. I could feel her doing the same to me. I spread her cheeks with my thumbs, and kissed her little asshole just like it was a lover's lips. 

I kissed and tongued her pretty, little pucker until I heard her moaning loudly. I could feel her heart beating hard against my stomach, and my heart was beat hard against hers. I just could not get my face far enough into her aromatic ass-crease, so I pushed my tongue into her little fold, spreading it open a little with my thumbs. The aroma of her sweet ass is one I have trouble describing, kind of a flat dusky aroma mixed with the sweetness of her body aroma. I moved my licks and kisses down to that part between her hole, and her pussy lips. I could feel her body convulse as I lightly touched that area. This is not a very sexy area, but it is very sensitive. 

As I neared the end of her labia lips, I could feel her moisture coating my chin, but I wanted to move across her most private area with attention to all details, I lightly bit her pussy lips where they come together at the bottom, and then ran my tongue lightly along the very edges of her lips. As I did this her body started to stiffen, and she was breathing in deep short huffs. I could feel her breath on my pussy. As Alex slid her tongue into my pussy as far as it would reach, I stiffened, and with a strong shudder, convulsed several times, and then I stabbed my tongue into her sopping throbbing pussy, with my hands on her hips to push my face as far into her as I possibly could. We were two wet messy bodies, and as we came down from our orgasms, turned to hold each other face to face. We lay like that a long time breathing into each other's mouths. At one point, we rose, and showered together, soaping, kissing and fingering each other until each little part of our bodies were squeaky clean. 




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 04



We went back to bed, and just cuddled for the rest of the afternoon, watching the raindrops form on the window. Neither of us said a word... for hours... we just enjoyed the wet afternoon, holding on to each other, Spooning, and just listening to music in the background, listening to the rain, listening to each other breathing, and feeling the warmth of our bodies pressed together. We had just a lazy rainy day! After some time we were hungry, and we made sandwiches boiled up some soup, and just laughed, talked, drank wine, giggled, teased each other, called each other little sluts... just girly stuff. 

Alex and I were dressed again, and sitting on the couch with a glass of chardonnay just talking and listening to some smooth jazz, with the sound of the rain on the roof in the background, with occasional booming thunder rattling the windows. During a lull in the conversation, Alex, with a thoughtful look, turned to me and asked, 

"Kelly, what do you think of Laurie Peters?" 

"Um, you mean Laurie from college? Sure, she is pretty and sweet...um... petite, I have always thought of her as a delicate little flower. Why do you ask?" 

"Well, you know she was a sprinter on the track team with me, and we became good acquaintances. She called me unexpectedly this week, and wants to get together. She moved here six months ago, and works as a merchandising manager for a boutique downtown. I mentioned you to her, and she said, 'Oh yes, Kelly. Well maybe the three of us can get together for lunch, Alex, Let me know.' So, would you like to get together with her?" 

"Yes. Why don't you arrange something soon, dear? Do you think that she, um, likes girls?" I asked Alex. 

"I don't have a read on that. If you are thinking about making us a threesome, or a foursome with TJ, I don't know. I would be all for it... she is a real cutie. I remember in the locker room after a meet, she put a hand on my shoulder, and as she reached across me to get a towel, she brushed her breasts against me. I wondered about it at the time, but with so many boobs, cunts, and asses in close proximity, it might have been accidental." 

"Since you two are so close, you should meet her for dinner, evenings can easily turn romantic, and you can more easily feel her out... figuratively speaking. Maybe start with a kiss goodnight or some innocent sexy play, or something." I suggested to her. 

"Okay honey, we will see!" 

Part Two - TJ: 

The day after Alexis and I got back together on that rainy Saturday afternoon, I called TJ. For the first time, I was nervous talking to him. 

"Um, hello TJ, uh, how are you?" 

God! That was so beyond lame. Why do I always revert to acting like a twelve-year old girl with TJ? 

"Hello sweets, I am happy you called, I was thinking of calling you again later. I am fine. You know, little girl, you and I have some things to discuss, but over the phone is a bad idea. How about meeting me for dinner at that little Italian place we like. You know the one. If you are free, let's do it tonight... eight o'clock." 

"Okay TJ see you there, Bye." 

"Goodbye sweets!" 

Now I was now even more nervous as I had to decide what to wear, and what to say. Thankfully, with such an articulate and intelligent man, if I am stuck TJ will guide us into a comfortable conversation. I looked through my wardrobe pulling out skirts, dresses, blouses, and sweaters trying to decide on something to wear tonight. Luckily, I had plenty of time. I must have tried a dozen combinations, and in the end decided on a plaid pleated knee-length skirt, like schoolgirls wear. My cream-colored blouse looked the best with it. Since the skirt was mostly red, I picked out a complimentary red button up sweater. I guess the only thing missing was a pair of saddle shoes, but found a pretty pair of lace-up flats to wear with it, and knee-high cotton stocking which worked well with the skirt. 

I settled for a rather innocent, schoolgirl look so TJ would feel he had to be gentle with me. Plus, I really looked cute in this outfit, and who knows, it might turn him on. To top it off, I wore a red ribbon in my hair. I decided on a simple silver chain, with a plain small silver cross. Sister Mary Mathew, my sixth grade teacher would be proud of me (giggle). I liked the look; it is atypical of my normal dress, so the change was good. At about seven-thirty, I was ready. I opted for white French-cut panties, and matching bra. I looked in the mirror, straightened my hair ribbon, put on the sweater, but wore it open. All I needed what a notebook and a few textbooks to complete the picture! (kidding!) 

When I arrived at the restaurant parking lot, I saw TJ's red Grand Cherokee in the lot already. As it entered the restaurant, TJ was waiting for me. He gave me a chaste hug, and he was aiming for a kiss on my lips, but I turned my head, and he kissed me on the cheek. He looked me over and smiled, 

"Are we going back to high school sweets?" without smiling, I just said, 

"Let's find a table TJ, we have some things to talk over." He smiled without replying. 

TJ whispered to the greeter, and she escorted us to a nice table in a quiet corner where we could talk. I ordered something simple, so it would be easier for us to eat and talk; I went with penne with a tomato-basil sauce. TJ had a tuna filet with asparagus spears and rice. He ordered a bottle of their house Chianti, which would work with the meals. He asked to have to wine bought first to have some lubrication for our talk. He poured us both a glass of the wine, and said, 

"I love the outfit, and understand the psychology behind it. Kelly honey, why don't you start? Tell me what's on your mind, sweets." He had an attentive and earnest demeanor, which helped to relax me. I had absolutely no idea what to say. 

"TJ, w-when you and Alexis were at my place a week or so ago, I awoke with a sore butt, and a headache. I went into the bathroom to get some pain medicine. Then I heard you and Alexis having sex in my guest bedroom. I was transfixed, TJ... I couldn't move, but I watched you and Alex for quite a while. My grief and heartache got to be too much, and I locked the doors into my bedroom, and cried myself to sleep again into my pillows." TJ took it all in, thought for a few seconds and replied, 

"Alex told me later that she couldn't sleep, and was looking for some company, so she came into the guest bedroom, since it was your house, and I was still mostly asleep, I thought it was you. I even called her sweets... called you sweets really. So I..." I interrupted TJ, 

"That's the same story Alexis told me, nearly word-for-word. You guys really got your stories straight." I was purposefully making it tough on him, but he interjected, 

"Kelly, please. Let me continue. I pulled Alex into the bed, and before I was fully awake, I realized it was she and not you, but after a certain point, it becomes very hard for a man to stop. You were the one who introduced Alex to me, and regardless of your feelings later, you put us together last month. I am sorry about how this played out, and just hope that the two of us can work through it. We have a long history together Kelly, and I see it as an affectionate friendship... uh, relationship. Let's work through this." 

"You do realize what a lame and self-serving story it is that you and Alex came up with, don't you TJ?" 

I had already made my peace with Alexis, but just wanted to put TJ on the defensive a little longer. 

"Yes, of course, I understand how this might sound, and yes, it sounds completely self-serving. But, it also has the virtue of being the truth Kelly. Alex got out of the bedroom when we realized your state. You would not talk to us. Alex was a mess. She was horrified that, with her without meaning to, she had damaged her most important friendship. I think she was crying as hard as you were that night. I got dressed, sat her down at the kitchen table, and made a cup of coffee for us to help calm her down. I made enough for you, if you should come out to talk to us." 

"Do you lover her TJ?" 

"In a way, yes. I have to honest and say that I like making love to Alexis... I like fucking her, if you want it clearer. Just as I like making love to a few women; I have dated over the years, and still do, occasionally. But, I do not have the deep and abiding, forever kind of love for her that I have for you. It might be hard for you to understand the heart of a man. My friendship with your dad... with Will... brought me in contact with his twelve-year-old daughter. I saw a sweet and gentle, but willful little girl in those soft brown eyes of yours, honey. I loved you like a father loves his daughter, a pure and platonic love." 

He took a sip of his wine and continued, 

"I guess I will always think of you as a little girl... someone to look after and to protect, but as you know, over the last year or so since you turned twenty-two, that relationship became more romantic. In fact, you were the one who changed it. So the way things stand right now, sweets, you are the love of my life... I will always love you. There isn't anything you can do that I can think of, to ever lose my love for you. I do not think of Alexis that way, as sweet and beautiful as she is. She is yours to love, and I hope you realize that Kelly honey." 

I am such a pushover, I was going to be so tough, and make it tough on TJ with my innocent schoolgirl look. I could feel myself just starting to tear up. To brush them back, I decided to push on for all the answers I wanted. 

"Well, what was with the hard spanking? I know I look like a schoolgirl tonight, but I didn't last week. I am an adult woman TJ!" 

"Honey, I have been concerned with your welfare and safety for more than a decade. When Jake called me and told me you were in the club, I was a little mad that you didn't take my word about that place. But, when I saw that big gorilla with his hand at your throat, Kelly, it scared me to death. That's why I hit him so hard... I probably broke his jaw. Then I saw you in that outfit, no panties, and no bra waiting for some stranger to slip his dick into you, I decided that you needed an old-fashioned lesson to make the point. It made me heartsick that I hurt you so bad, but knew it would all heal." 

Man, this guy is slick isn't he? As I did with Alexis, I put my hand on his, and just lightly massaged the back of his strong hand with my fingers as I responded. 

"I love you TJ. I love you as a friend who understands me, and about a year or so ago, I realized that I loved you as a woman loves a lover. I wanted you TJ. Hell, I even had a schoolgirl crush on you before then, but saw you as a protector, and a good friend to Daddy." 

Now I was really tearing up, but continued as I was able, 

"I want us to be what we were TJ. I have made my peace with Alexis, and as things are now, I have no problem sharing you with her. But, only when the three of us are together... I made her promise that TJ! She told me that she will let you make love to her whenever you would like, when the three of us are together. She is not in love with you... not the way I am. She told me that too!" 

"That is fine Kelly, as long as you are comfortable with Alexis making love to me it is okay with me, but I will stop as soon as you are no longer comfortable with it. You know Kelly; I think we have a deal here. What do you think?" 

My eyes were filling up with tears, and TJ handed me his handkerchief. I waited to get the catch out of my voice, and simply said, 

"Yes TJ, we do." 

He filled our glasses to about one-third full, raised his, and I clinked my glass against his, and we drained them. I was ready to resolve things with TJ before I even walked into the restaurant, but wanted to make my point the hard way... making TJ spell everything out. He did an admirable job! I took a deep breath in, and let it out, still a little halting as one does after crying. I said, 

"Well, I'm ready to go if you are. Thanks for dinner, TJ." 

He paid the bill, left a tip, and walked me back to my car. I parked in a quiet dark part of the lot away from other cars. As we walked, I looked back to see TJ looking at my ass. I turned back and just smiled to myself. Mostly, I think girls can feel a man's eyes on her ass! As we neared the spot where I parked my car, TJ said with a smile, 

"Pardon me, little girl, are you sure you are twenty three?" 

I giggled, and replied, "Yes TJ, I'm twenty three... and a half!" 

"That's such a nice age honey... so... legal!" 

Instead of opening my door, he pushed me up against my car. We were on the side of the car away from the restaurant, and quite private. He kissed me as he brought his hand up to my breasts, gently massaging them. We kissed for a while, as he unbuttoned the front of my blouse. This gave him better access to my breasts, particularly with my bra pushed up out of the way. He whispered in my ear, 

"Do you really need those heavy uncomfortable panties on, little girl?" 

I have him my naughtiest little schoolgirl look, reached under my dress, and slipped my panties down and off my legs, and stuffed them in his shirt pocket. 

"You're right sir, that's more comfortable." 

"How old are you again?" He asked facetiously. I responded with rivulets of giggles, 

"I'm Twenty-three and a half. Are you thinking of taking advantage of a little schoolgirl, sir?" 

"You bet, honey!" 

With that, he he unzipped is pants, reached under my skirt from behind, and lifted me up holding onto my buttocks and pushed me up against my car as I wrapped my legs around him. I started getting wet when I saw him looking at my ass on the way to the car, so I was ready for whatever he had in mind. His hands felt wonderful on my naked ass, as he slid a very hard cock up into my pussy. I threw my arm around his neck, with one cradling the back of his head. He kissed me hard as he smoothly thrust himself in and out of my pussy. With all of the emotions of this evening, it didn't take long for me to get very close but it did eventually take about eight to ten minutes. I could tell that he was getting close also, but he was disciplined enough to prolong it to allow me to get there. I could hear a couple of people laughing and talking as they went to their cars in this parking lot, but were far enough away that they didn't notice TJ fucking my brains out with my ass up against the cold metal of my car door. 

I started to moan in short breaths, which came faster and faster until I shuddered uncontrollably into a strong orgasm. TJ was not too far behind me, and since I came, he stroked harder and deeper to finish. After half a dozen or so long hard thrusts pinning me harder to the car door, he stiffened, and shuddered in several convulsions. I could feel him come deep within me, and the thought of his juices inside me gave me a shiver as well. TJ is a strong man, with strong appetites, and before he softened, he pulled out of me, turned my around and bent me over the hood on my car. I had no idea what he was up to until I felt his cock at the opening of my little asshole, and starting to work its way slowly into me. 

"Oh TJ honey, that feels sooo good. I want you inside my ass!" 

After my experience with Alexis taking my cherry with my vibrators last week, I was quickly becoming a real ass whore! I spread my legs a little more and pushed my ass back into TJ to make it easier for him to get himself into my ass. He worked it in a little at a time, just the tip, then more as I became more comfortable with it. Finally, he worked it in all the way. It hurt a little at first, but I knew it would get better. The soft flesh invading my ass was much more arousing than my hard and cold vibrator, even with the vibrating action. 

He was now thrusting it in and out with smooth hard strokes. I was delirious with sexual arousal, and moaning loudly. Anyone near enough would know exactly what was happening, and there were people in to parking lot. Part of me wanted someone to notice... to see my ass, and to see me getting fucked in public. I even fantasized about another participant coming along and joining in... a threesome or even a foursome. I threat of discovery was making me jittery with the excitement. Was I becoming a closet exhibitionist? Maybe. 

I was leaking severely from my just fucked pussy, with my juices, and TJ's load. Bent over like this my breasts were rubbing on the cold metal of the hood until TJ took them in his hands, and massaged them roughly, and pinching my engorged nipples. His strong hands felt so wonderful on my sensitive breasts and nipples... so warm! TJ stiffened and holding his cock up my ass as far as it would reach, I felt him come inside me. I was having several separate orgasmic convulsions as he fucked my ass, and the feeling of his come spurting into my insides, caused me to shudder into another stronger orgasm. 

I wanted to scream loudly so someone would notice, and come over to see me with a cock in my and look at my naked ass. But, I am mostly a moaner, and not a screamer. When he finally pulled out of me, I was a wreck. Fucked and leaking from both holes, and having come a half a dozen times. TJ lifted me up from the hood, and backed me up again into the car door. He pushed my skirt up to my waist, lowered himself to his knees, and pushed his face into my crotch. He lapped up all of our combined juices, thrusting his tongue into my pussy. I felt so exposed, and the evening air was cooling rapidly. I could feel the Goosebumps forming on my butt and legs, and I started to shiver from the cold. TJ gave me a very salty tasting kiss, with my juice and his semen on his lips and tongue. I licked as much of it as I could from his lips. 

He pulled me away from the car to allow my skirt to fall back into place, and just wrapped his strong arms around me. Dressed as I was, I really felt safe, like a little schoolgirl. TJ whispered, 

"Are you okay, honey?" 

"Yes TJ, I'm wonderful! Um, TJ, w-would your like to meet me back at my place?" I asked a little nervously. 

"I would love to honey. I can leave a message for the office that I am working from home tomorrow, and we will make a day of it. We need some time together, just the two of us. We'll sleep late, I'll take your out for breakfast, and then maybe we'll do a little shopping. I'll spring for a couple of dresses or whatever you would like at the best shops, sweetheart. But, you have to model them for me! Maybe later we can catch a movie and feed each other popcorn. Who knows what might happen in a dark corner of the back row?" 

"Oh, that sounds wonderful, honey. I love you so much, TJ!" 

"I love you too my sweet Kelly, truly and deeply." He took me in his arms and kissed me as sweetly and passionately as ever, I could imagine! 

TJ did come back to my townhouse. He made coffee as I changed into a tight black silk nightie, which only went down to mid-thighs... and no panties. My nipples were poking into the material very nicely... I even gave them both an extra pinch and two to make sure. I was hoping that TJ would make love to me again, wearing it. After a cup of perfectly brewed dark roast coffee, TJ and I made love three times before morning, the silky material of my short nightgown added greatly to the excitement. I was so deliriously in love, as I settled up against his body, spooning with his arms around me. We did not just have sex tonight... we made LOVE! I was one satisfied and secure little schoolgirl that night! 

End, Chapter Four



An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 05



This is a continuation of the Kelly, TJ, and Alexis series, "An Affectionate Friendship" with twenty-three year old Kelly again as the narrator. The events of Chapter 4 piqued Kelly's interest in exhibitionism and public sex. Kelly enlists the help of her best girlfriend, and former college roommate Alexis to explore her interest in exhibitionism, and sex in public places. Alexis turned out to be game for anything Kelly had in mind. The girls are very attractive, smart, young, and single. Kelly and Alexis have been on a journey of sexual self-discovery that they will likely outgrow as they form permanent relationships. But for now, they are giving in to their sexual fantasies. My thanks to kjplotts for her editing assistance.



Alexis and I are having lunch to discuss forming a sexy triumvirate and a little girl sex with a former mutual college friend Laurie Peters. I am quiet and just listening to Alex as she talked on. We are at our favorite little café at the mall, and I am letting my mind wander a little. Alex notices that my mind is absent from the conversation and stops talking just to watch me for a few seconds or so.

Trying to recapture my attention, she starts in on a faux conversation, "So there I was up in their alien spaceship on the table... the table was ice cold on my poor little bare ass, Kelly... and they all wanted to have sex with me. So I say to their leader, 'What? No drink first... no romance?" 

"That's nice, Alex," I said, still tuned in to my own private wavelength.

"KELLY!" Alex exclaimed, "Where are you today, darling? I was up in an alien spaceship about to get my brains fucked out and they didn't even offer buy me a drink first."

"Huh? What was that Alex, honey?" I was starting to come back to reality.

"Kelly m'love, what color is the sky in your world today?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Alex, just thinking about my last date with TJ. We went out to dinner to talk about some things. Afterward, as we reached the car, TJ grabbed me and kissed me. We ended up making love in the parking lot, up against my car. Then he turned me around, and put it up my ass over the fender."

"Uh, sounds like fun, darling, but if you remember correctly... except for the last part... you and I have had sex in the cool night air up against my car... twice!"

"Yeah, I know honey," I put my hand on hers and smiled sweetly, "and it was wonderful my sweet friend... I love your touch. But, with TJ something happened as I was bent over the hood of my car with my ass visible to anyone who might walk by and TJ inside me. I had an uncontrollable feeling that I wanted someone to see me—to see my naked ass. I began to shiver as I fanaticized about someone, or several someone's seeing and even joining in the action. It was such a strong fantasy, Alex. I came so hard! I was just now thinking... Alex, am I an exhibitionist and if I am, is that a bad thing?" I asked Alexis.

"Exhibitionism is still within the normal realm of sexual activity. From everything I've seen, it is quite a common fetish. A-Actually Kelly, listening to you talking about your fantasy just now, I g-got a little twinge too. Does this mean that this idea turns me on as well?"

"Really?" I lowered my voice as a sly smile slowly spread across my lips. "Hmm... maybe we can try a little experiment to find out. We are both wearing skirts, so um, I would love it if you ah, slipped your panties off right here and right now, and gave them to me." I was almost whispering as I challenged Alexis, "C'mon baby, give me your shorts!"

Alex cocked her head a little and looked at me quizzically, "Are you serious girl? What flavor of crack are you on today?" 

I pushed her a little, saying, "C'mon honey, no guts no glory." 

She kept her quizzical expression, "Glory is overrated, doll face!" 

I was still trying to keep quiet as I leaned forward over the table; I almost commanded her in a little bit of a louder whisper, "ALEX! JUST DO IT!" and in a lower voice, "I guarantee it will be a turn-on."

She thought for a few seconds, rolled her dark emerald eyes then slowly developed a very naughty smile as she slowly looked around, cleared her throat nervously, and rose up from her seat a little. She gave me an "I can't believe I am doing this" look then she reached under her short skirt. She slipped her panties down over her shapely ass with a sexy little wiggle, then pushed them down to her knees and let them drop to her feet. By this time, Alex had gone through about three shades of red as she blushed. She reached down and pulled them off over her heels, and defiantly threw them at me. A woman just a few tables over gasped, and Alexis looked over and winked at her. The woman dug her fork back into her little salad with creamy ranch dressing and cherry tomatoes. 

I smiled broadly, giggled and pressed her panties to my nose and breathed in deeply. I let out a satisfied, "Mmm, you smell lovely today, my darling!"

Alex rolled her eyes again, but challenged me, "Now girl, give me yours! I want your skivvies, baby!" Alex demanded with a sexy smirk. 

I looked over at our middle-aged female audience, smiled and said, "Hi honey, how's the salad? Mmm, it looks delicious!" 

The woman moved her chair turning away from us, so we could not see her face turning a nice shade of crimson. Then I slowly turned my gaze to Alex giving her a little time to be jittery at being nude underneath her skirt. I finally replied, "You want 'em baby, you've got 'em. Right here in the mall with anyone and everyone looking... including our sweet little salad lady."

I kept my eyes glued to her pretty green orbs as I lifted my ass off the seat. I pulled my skirt up as far as I needed to put my thumbs in the waistband of my French-cut silk panties. With an exaggeratedly sexy wiggle of my ass, I slid them slowly down to my knees. I was exposing my naked thighs and a portion of my ass to anyone desiring a peek. I crossed and uncrossed my knees, causing my panties dropped to my feet. I removed them completely over my heels; I threw them at my friend. Alex followed my actions and pressed my panties to her nose, breathed in the scent deeply from my slightly damp panties. She exclaimed loud enough for those near us to hear, "Ohhh Kelly honey, I love the smell of your sweet pussy!"

A young married couple with two children got up hurriedly, paid their check at the counter, and left with daddy shielding the kids eyes from a view of a couple little sluts. 

I then said, "Put them on honey, and I will wear yours."

Without another thought and with both of us in a staring contest, we hiked up our skirts, and pulled on each other's panties with a final sexy wiggle to get them into place. I feeling of Alex's damp panties against my pussy was exhilaratingly sexy. I left enough cash on the table to cover our bill and a tip, walked over to Alex as she rose from her seat, put my arms around her and gave her a passionate kiss with my hand firmly on her ass. We started to leave, and I turned walked over to the woman with the salad, plunked down a twenty and said,

"I'm so sorry for your embarrassment dear; it's just a social experiment. Your lovely salad is on me." 

The woman looked at the twenty then at me and said, "My dear, I just wish I was young enough to carry off what you and your pretty friend just did. I hope you two girls have a lovely afternoon."

"Thank you honey, we will. And you also!" I said with a sweet smile. Alex witnessed the interchange, but only offered a sheepish smile.

Everything we were doing was so exciting! I was severely leaking into Alex's panties, now covering my wet pussy. Her pussy sweat and juices were mixing mine. I liked the smell of Alexis' panties when I pressed them to my nose; it was pleasant even if a little acrid... perfumed... pungent. How do you describe the smell of pussy? Pussy smells like... pussy. I always thought that folds of skin some hours away from a last shower smells rather like... well, a little like overripe dill. I know that sounds weird, but try it. Run your finger across the crease between your labia (testicles for the men) and your inner thigh, and see if it isn't true. Girls smell a little more flowery from their skin cream, but it fades rather quickly, lemony creams can persist a little longer, and then... lemon dill, I guess. A girl really needs to keep herself clean though, otherwise... fish taco!

After lunch, we did some shopping for um, girl stuff. We tried on dresses and even panties together in the same dressing room. She put a pair of lacy panties on me, and I put a pair on her, then we switched, and wearing each other's prospective purchases, we just laughed, touched each other's privates, hugged and kissed. At one point when I bent over, I felt the hair on her mound against my ass as she came up behind me and rubbed herself on my butt. She then slid a hand over my butt and stuck a finger into my pussy. Right there in the dressing room at the mall with the curtain slightly open. We were enjoying being a couple of little sluts ... the nastier and sluttier ... the better! 

Alex even said as much, "Aren't we a pretty pair of little sluts today?"

"Do you like being a slut, Alex?" I asked her.

"Mmm, I guess it depends on the people involved. I like being a slut with you, Kelly honey. We are young and single, so 'slut' sounds good ... for now. You know that you can do anything you wish with... or to me, Kelly m'love." She smiled with a little blush.

She looked at me and after a moment's hesitation and as her smile faded to serious, said softly with very palpable nervousness, "Touch me, Kelly."

I let her dress slip off her shoulders and pulled her panties off. She just stood there very naked and very jittery in the dressing room. As much as we have done together in the past, this was new. It was in public with just a partially drawn curtain between prying eyes and our naked bodies. I kissed her soft mound and then rose to kiss her lips. I lightly slid my fingertips all over her body as she shuddered with the ticking sensation. 

She closed her eyes and moaned softly. I slid my fingers over her breasts, let them play with her nipples, then slide down her stomach, and fondled her belly button. I continued over her hips, lightly massaged her mound, and slipped a finger into her very wet pussy. I rose again and held her tight with my finger still stroking in and out of her as she shuddered into a very strong orgasm. I could feel her pussy clenching my finger. She pushed her head forward and slid her tongue into my mouth as far as she could, as she let it explore my mouth. She was moaning into my mouth and shuddering against my body. 

She put her lips close to my ear as I held her and whispered, "Thank you so much, Kelly honey... you always get me so worked up, baby." As we pulled apart a little, she slowly opened her beautiful and tearfully liquid green eyes. She gave me an 'I love you' smile that caused my pussy to twitch.

I loosened my hold on her a little, kissed her and answered, "Mmm, my sweet lover. You get to me as well darling! And... I love you too."

We ended up getting a couple of loose silk blouses and very short tight skirts, which we wore out of the store... without bras or panties. We put our clothes in the shopping bags, and walked around the mall a little. We bent over at every opportunity, and used the escalator extensively. We tried to see how much we could give pantiless up-skirt views to passersby. At one point, there were a couple of young men following us up an escalator and I bent over pretending to adjust my shoe giving them a perfect view of my naked ass and pussy. I looked back and saw a couple of very satisfied wide-eyed grins below us. 

Kelly saw this whole action and said quietly but sternly, "Kelly! Cut it out!"

I answered her quickly, "Well, I am sure they would love to see your cute little ass too, honey." She just gave me a look that said, "Forget it!" 

"Prude!" I said as I slid my hand up her short skirt and over her ass cheeks.

She reached her head down kissed me and retorted, "Slut!" We both broke out in rivulets of giggles as we looked down at our young victims who were sporting very confused looks.

We left the mall, and could not get to the car fast enough before we were tearing at each other's clothes, with skirts up and blouses half-unbuttoned before we got there. We fell into the back seat together, tore off our skirts and blouses, as we kissed and fondled and licked until we both shuddered, each with our own sweet violence. The windows were fogged up so the little schoolgirl in me stretched over Alexis' body to the window, and with my breasts in her face drew a heart, complete with arrow and wrote "KS plus AG" inside. Silly, I know! 

Alex looked up at my artwork, smiled and kissed my breasts. Then she breathed into my ear, "Does that make us lovers, Kelly darling?" 

"Yes!" I breathed as we kissed passionately, naked inside our little foggy cocoon. 

The smell of pussy hung heavy in that sweaty little car. After a while we dressed. I gave Alex my panties and bra to wear from the shopping bag, and I took hers and put my bra on. We drove to Alex's apartment, and quickly vaulted the stairs, as I pulled off my blouse; I threw it at Alex, and started unhooking my borrowed bra. A young man was walking toward us down the hall, and as he passed, I gave him a faux military salute, and said "Hi, honey!" followed by little girl giggles, with my bra loosely dangling from my shoulders, and most of my 36C breasts visible behind it. 

Alex finally found her key and opened to door, pulled me inside by the arm and said, "Get your ass in here, you little slut!" 

I retorted using our familiar banter, "Me a slut? You're a slut, you little slut! 

She laughed and said, "Yes but you're my little slut!" Alexis' green eyes sparkled.

I was starting to get a little too high on my naughty behavior so I toned it down a little once inside of Alex's apartment since she was not quite there yet.

She looked at me and said, "Okay honey, if you are going to strip, how about giving me a private show?"

I started by feigning a little dance humming the tune, "The Stripper," a familiar David Rose melody, as I let the bra slide from my shoulder. I reached behind swaying my hips, and slowly unzipped my skirt to a chorus of "Yah baby, take it off! Take it all off," from Alex now seated on the couch watching her crazy friend. I jiggled my breasts at her, and let my skirt slip down just a little. I put my finger to my lips in a wide-eye faux embarrassed stripper look, then turned around and stuck my ass out toward my giggling friend. I waggled it at her as I wriggled out of my skirt. I kicked it into a corner, and danced toward her wiggling, jiggling, and giggling. I put my hands on her on her face and kissed her sweetly. Alexis was laughing and clapping at the performance. I think I even heard a "Brava, baby!" or two from her.

I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her panties that I was wearing and slowly slid them down over one hip at a time to tease her. I turned around and slid them over my pert little ass, slowly and suggestively slipping them down my thighs, and bending at the waist gave Alex a complete view of all of my charms, as I slid them down my lower legs to my feet. I straightened up and with one foot kicked them to her. She caught them, and pressed them to her face, then opened them up and licked the crotch, soaked with both of our most intimate juices. I was now standing before my friend completely naked. I moved toward her, and she put her hands around onto my buttocks, and pulled me to her face. Her tongue immediately went to my little clitty, already starting to engorge. 

I moved in, spread my legs for her, and felt her tongue invade my pussy. I was a swamp down there, and her tongue felt miraculous. I took both of her hands from my ass, pulled her to her feet, kissed my juices from her lips, and then slowly began to strip her. She did nothing to stop me. Naked, we both hugged and kissed in a long passionate kiss. I wrapped a leg around one of hers to get my pussy closer to hers. Her full firm breasts moving and jiggling against mine was such an amazing feeling... as turned on as I was. I slid my hands down to her firm little ass, and she cupped my breasts in her hands.

I placed one hand on the small of her back, and with the other, I curled my fingers and slid them down the crack of her smooth unblemished ass and fingered every intimate part of her I could reach. We stood there kissing, fondling, and fingering for a long time. Her warm hands squeezing my breasts was such an amazing feeling... I love to have my breasts touched... it always goes a long way to getting me very hot very quickly. I knew she was starting to get close too; she moaned as I touched her pussy lips, and tickled her asshole with my finger. She was breathing in and out fast and deeply, and so was I. We could feel our hearts beating hard against each other.

We eventually adjourned to the bedroom, as I pushed her toward it, still kissing, and we flopped onto her soft queen-sized bed. We just played with each other's bodies in every way we could imagine, both reaching several orgasms. We lay together arms tightly around each other, and bodies pressed together for a long time. Lips touching lightly, we just breathed into each other's mouths. We were just cooling down, with both of us just listening to the other's breathing and heartbeats. 

At some point late in the afternoon we rose, showered together and dressed in casual stuff. The only thing I insisted on is that I wear her panties from before, and asked her to wear my equally soiled panties. She agreed... felt so good! I uncorked a bottle of Pinot Grigio (a crisp and fruity white wine) from her kitchen; poured us both a glass and we curled up on opposite sides of her couch, and just talked about the events of the day dressed in our loose sweats, and wearing each other's dirty underwear.

"Alex, I was so turned on by what we did at the mall. I was jittery with the excitement of something new. What... what d-do you think, honey?"

"Well, I am not quite there yet I guess, but I'm getting there quickly. It was very hot... I mean what we did at the mall. I did not expect to be as turned on as I was by it. I am interested in exploring this a little, Kelly. I know that I am about to enter the very proper legal profession, with its own code of behavior. But Kelly... Kelly honey, you have opened me up to a new sexuality over the past year or so, and I love it. I love you so much. I mean I love having a stiff dick inside me too, but I love... I need your soft touch as well."

"Alex darling, I feel like I am such a bad influence on you. I must just be a slut by nature; I was exposing my little body to TJ when I was eighteen. He wasn't interested of course, but it gave me a thrill to do it. He is my sweet man and even though I love sharing him with you, I need to have his sweet cock inside me too. It is because of my friendship with you that I became interested in exploring all aspects of my own sexuality... all aspects, honey! I am turned on by you, my darling... I want us to explore um, everything... together."

We sipped our wine, and talked, laughed and giggled for a long time. We got up, walked into the kitchen and made ourselves some pasta with a little store-bought red sauce, garlic bread, and a small spinach salad. As we ate, we talked about what would turn us on that we have not done yet, and also talked about including our mutual friend Laurie Peters in some of our future activities. We both agreed that this pretty, petite slip of a girl was someone we wanted to have in a three-way. I formed a mental vision of the three of us in a tight embrace with Laurie in the middle. The thought gave me shivers. Laurie was smart as well as pretty, and she would make a wonderful partner. Alex had the task of warming her up to the idea, so we could follow through on making her our bi-curious partner; we decided that we would do that... soon. The only thing I had to decide, was if I would be comfortable offering her to TJ as a sexual partner.




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 05



I listened to Alex talk for a while, just idly stirring my pasta with my fork. I was turning around in my mind all of the things we had been doing, and all the things we were planning on doing. I was thinking what part my sweet TJ would have in all of this. We had traveled a long distance in our journey of sexual self-discovery and it worried me a little. After she finished a particular point I looked into her eyes with a serious expression, then looked away and asked,

"Alex, are we sluts? I mean, all of this sexual activity... all of the things we have been doing together and with TJ, is that proper or even acceptable behavior for young professional women?"

She thought for a second and responded,

"I have to say that we have travelled a long way in a short period of time, Kelly. My feeling is that the best gauge of whether or not you are doing the right thing, or the wrong thing, is by gut reaction. How does it feel in the pit of your stomach? We are decent people. We enjoy the respect of others and have good reputations generally, so that has to be worth something. I love all the things we have been doing; it has brought me closer to you. God, Kelly, if someone told me in college that we would be doing these things, I would have thought they were crazy or on drugs-" 

She reached over and placed her hand on top of mine squeezed it and continued, "-now, I cannot imagine not having your touch... not feeling your body against mine... not feeling your breath in my mouth not smelling or tasting your sweet pussy. Being bi-curious... bi-sexual really... and that is what we are... bi-sexual, feels good and feels right to me. To deny our sexuality seems wrong. I don't know how I would feel about it if I were a guy, though... I think that's different. Can you imagine TJ and Jake going at it?" We both giggled.

"Mmm, Alexis I think you are right. We have travelled a long path in a short time, since our first date with TJ. He is enlightened enough, and open-minded enough to help us discover ourselves... I guess I didn't really get that at first, but it's true. He is such an amazing man, and he understands women. I get the feeling sometimes, that he knows what I am thinking before I do... or at the same time... or something. I don't know."

"You know what I would love to do tonight?" Alex asked, changing the subject a little, "We should take in a movie. I haven't seen a good movie for a while. I would like us to get all dolled-up, in maybe some short short skirts sans underwear, high heels, and show off our cute little forms. We can sit in the back row and make out. If you are truly into a little public display and um, sex, we might give some of the patrons a little show... give 'em a little flesh. But, we will have to pick a feature that no young children would attend, something R rated... like us." We both broke out in a case of the giggles.

"Sounds good to me honey, but I will have to borrow one of your outfits. It's good thing we are close to the same size, and wear the same size shoes. But honey, you are not getting your panties back. I am taking them home with me. They are so aromatic... so musky. I just need to borrow them a while to have your smell with me."

She looked surprised, and then the surprise sweetened into a smile. "You are not getting yours back either. I love my little souvenir of our afternoon. C'mon, let's look for a feature, and get ready."

We looked up some theaters, and found a suitable movie, at a suitably late start time. Alex led me into her walk-in closet, and we pulled some outfits off the hangers and threw them on the bed; short dresses, skirts, blouses, stockings, and shoes. I looked through the selection and picked a cream-colored silk button-up blouse, and a very short black pencil-skirt. She picked out a similar outfit, and we dressed. We donned five-inch "fuck-me" heels, belts and accessories to match our outfits. Alex is a little taller than I am and my ass, while very nice, is just a little fuller than hers is, so my skirt fit tight. We have the same size bust, so finding a blouse that fit was not an issue. No panties, and no bras, and the air on my moist naked pussy felt good.

I approached Alex, squeezed her breasts over her silk blouse, and twisted her nipples to have them poke into the material of her button-up blouse. She looked in the mirror, admiring the sight of her little pokies. She did the same for me except she unbuttoned a couple of my buttons so she could put her hands right on my breasts. Oh, god! That felt so good! We left just enough buttons unbuttoned to give any interested gawker a slight peek at our boobs. We jiggled a little as we walked since we were not wearing bras, and I loved the feeling of the silk lining of the skirt on my naked ass without panties. We also decided to go without stockings, so we were dressed in nothing but blouses, skirts, and heels.

In the car, Alex's skirt rode up a little as she drove so I reached over and lightly traced my fingers over her right inner thigh, and then moved slowly up to her pussy. As she tried to concentrate on her driving, I slid a finger into her pussy as far as I could reach as she opened legs to accommodate my digital invasion. She moaned a little and said, "You truly are a little slut, Kelly honey!"

"Thank you. Ditto baby," was my only reply.

Since it was Friday night, and new features were starting in the various theaters, there was a good mix of patrons milling about outside. We waited for some people to come nearer her car, then we both opened our doors at the same time, and as we stepped out, we made sure that we afforded a nice up-skirt pussy view to anyone close enough to see. We attracted a lot of attention with our long legs and short skirts, as we walked in. Since Alex bought the tickets online, we did not have to wait in line, and walked straight through to the theater showing our feature. This was a multiplex, so there were many people around, mostly college-aged kids, and young couples on dates; they all seemed to be in about the eighteen to twenty-two age range.

We found a couple of seats in the back row, just a seat away from a middle-aged man sitting alone, and a number of open seats on the other side. Alex and I behaved ourselves during the commercials and trailers of upcoming movies. As it came close to time for the feature to begin, some college-aged boys came in and moved over taking all of the few available seats next to me. The older man still had a seat between himself and Alex to her left. I had a nice looking nineteen or twenty year old boy in the seat next to me on my right. The feature started, and Alex reached down into her purse and produced two bottles of water for us to have during the feature. 

I noticed that with her moving around and dipping into her purse, her hemline raised a couple of inches past mid-thigh... and the man on her left noticed as well. This theater had very blush comfortable seats, and they were of the type that allows you raise the armrests between seats. That way, lovers can sit closer together. "Perfect for Alexis and me," I thought to myself. We flipped the armrest up and Alex and I moved closer together, but we kept our hands to ourselves. After a while, it felt natural to put my hand on Alex's thigh, since we were so close together, and she crossed her arm under my arm and rested her hand on my thigh. 

I was getting nervous with the anticipation of touching Alexis in public, and couldn't wait to be making out with her. I used the gambit of adjusting myself in my seat to raise my hemline a couple of inches up my smooth thighs. I could see in my periphery that the boy in the seat next to me was gazing at my long legs and short skirt every time he thought I was not noticing. There were few people at this feature due to the late start time and the adult theme. I think the boys next to me picked this feature because they might have seen us in the lobby, and just followed us in.

I put my arm around the back of Alex's seat after a little while, and pulled her closer to me. She crossed her legs toward me, giving the man to her left a view up the back of her skirt, exposing the back of her upper thighs, and the very bottom portion of her ass-cheeks. I did the same and I am guessing that this cute college boy to my right was getting a nice view of my ass as well. I could feel myself getting a little wet with the thought. I noticed that he elbowed the boy next to him and nodded toward my legs, with a smirking sneaky little smile. As the elbowing and nodding made its way down the row of about five college young men, everyone in the back row was getting a very nice view of my ass. 

I reached over, pulled Alex's face toward mine, and with my hand around the back of her neck, I kissed her. She responded immediately, and her tongue found mine inside my mouth. My right hand went down to her blouse and unbuttoned a couple more of her buttons and I slipped my hand inside. Since we were in a theater with other people, she tried to keep her moaning quiet as my fingers played with her nipples.

As we quietly made love to each other in this back row, I felt the boy next to me slowly and carefully raise the armrest between us. It seemed that this little sex fiend had a plan. I felt a little pressure on my seat cushion, as he placed his hand on it. He was careful not to alarm me, and he just left his hand on my cushion very close to my hemline. As I continued to kiss and fondle my lovely green-eyed friend, I shifted in my seat so pushed my butt against this boy's fingers on my seat cushion. 

He slowly moved a finger against me to test the waters a little. After a few minutes, I felt a finger hook inside the hem of my skirt, and touch my ass. This finger became two, then three fingers as he was soon openly but softly massaging my right ass-cheek. The feeling of a warm hand on my ass felt wonderful. I kissed Alex harder and shifted in my seat to give this boy better access to my bottom. I was getting very wet.

Alex also shifted in her seat with the attentions I was giving her, and the man to her left slowly lifted the armrest to his right and moved carefully and cautiously into the seat next to Alex. I noticed that he had to be about TJ's age. Although not in as fit as TJ, he was still not bad looking. He was intently watching the movie, and occasionally stealing shallow glances at Alex's ass. I reached behind her and surreptitiously raised her skirt another few of inches, giving this man a good view of most of Alex's shapely ass. Then I pulled her closer to me turning her torso, completely exposing her ass to this man. I kept her occupied with my attentions to her lips and breasts as I massaged her upper thigh and hip.

I noticed that the boy to my right had moved over closer to me, and was openly fondling my ass, slipping a finger between my cheeks, and into my very wet pussy lips. Alex's gentleman slowly raised the armrest between Alex and himself, as I continued to capture as much of Alex's attention as I could so she wouldn't notice. He turned toward her, and placed his hand slowly and gently on her naked ass. She started moaning a little louder into my mouth.

After the boy to my right had stroked his finger into and out of my pussy several times, another boy forced him to change seats, and this new boy wasted no time in sliding a finger into me as far as he could reach. I was so hot; I broke my embrace with Alex, and turned toward this new boy, who was taller and quite handsome. I kissed him as my movement toward him pulled his finger from my pussy, and he slid his hand up my skirt and between my thighs from the front. His fingers were working on my clit and my pussy, as if he couldn't decide how or where to touch me first in this quite unexpected feast of girl flesh. Alex did the same turning toward the man to her left, and with her blouse open nearly all the way and no bra, his hands went to her breasts, and she cupped his face with her hands and kissed him sweetly. 

My boy had unzipped his pants and he was intent on putting his little dick into my pussy. I wagged a finger in front of him in a "Huh-uh" gesture, and reached into my purse for a condom. This was my permission for him to fuck me. I moved into a position where I could easily straddle him once he donned the protection, and slid myself down onto his very hard cock. Theater seats are not really designed for sex, so this boy had trouble getting a satisfactory stroke into me, but when I wiggled myself on top of him, he stiffened and came after just a couple of strokes. As uncomfortable as this was, I decided that the next boy would be able to take me from behind. 

Alex embraced her man, and opened her legs to give him access to her. She saw the trouble I was having with my boy, and she whispered something to her fellow. He nodded, and she turned away from him, lifted her skirt up and over her ass, and as he was donning his condom, she was moving toward me to give him access to her pussy from behind. I could feel her sweet breath on my face as she started to breathe harder. I massaged her large firm breasts and we kissed as well as we could with the thrusting into us from each side. 

This man was more experienced, and was able to savor the experience of fucking such a stunningly beautiful woman for much longer. This allowed her to get very close, very fast. As she exploded in her first orgasm, I held her tightly. My "minute-men" were changing seats, donning condoms, and fucking me easily from behind as Alex and I were eating each other's faces, and squeezing each other's breasts. Most of my five boys came after a couple of strokes, and switched to the next one. Two of the boys on the end, exited, and came around the other side to have their turn sliding their little pricks into Alexis' pussy.

Since this was a late feature, there were not many people near enough to us to know what was going on. But, there were a couple of stray men, who noticed the musical chairs being played by my three remaining boys and joined in the rotation. Between Alex and I, we had stuffed about a dozen condoms into our purses, so we had enough protection for all comers (and cum'ers). Alex climaxed with each of her boys, and moaning into my mouth as I continue to kiss her. One of the men was taking me, and his dick was so large that I have to adjust my position to accommodate his latex-covered cock. He was filling me up so much that I came very quickly with him.

Alex's man was in her again. He increased his smooth strokes in and out of my sweet friend, and after another half-dozen, came into the condom inside of her. This made her shudder again against me, which then tipped me over the edge and I came on the man who was currently fucking me. He stiffened and came hard as the movie credits started rolling, and everyone was in a race to straighten up before the house lights came back up. My man slipped out of me, kissed me on my cheek and whispered, "Thank you sweetheart, you are so lovely. I enjoyed fucking you." 

I just smiled, and over my shoulder said, "Mmm, my pleasure honey." This sounded so much like a whore's line to me that I felt dirty, and that thought excited me but concerned me a little as well. 

I stopped kissing Alex, and whispered to her, "I am such a little f'ing whore!" 

She smiled, kissed me back, and said, "So am I darling!"

As I got up to straighten my skirt and button my blouse, the man who had fucked Alex brazenly asked if he could fuck me too. Three of the college boys who hadn't had their turn with Alex, wanted to fuck her as well, but the other two had to get home. So, this man and the college boys followed us out to the parking lot. We did not lead them to Alex's car, but picked a very dark out-of-the-way part of the parking lot that had a small grassy spot nearby. The man who was with Alex earlier braced me up against a small van, and with his hands on my naked ass, lifted me so that he could get himself into me, wearing a new condom. He was good, had a fair-sized dick, probably an inch or so over the average both ways, so it stretched my pussy lips a bit, filling me up nicely. I wrapped my legs around him and kissed him passionately as he fucked me hard up against the cold metal of the van.

The three boys who wanted a crack at Alexis, led her to the dark grassy area bordering the parking lot, laid her down, and took turns on her. I must have schooled them enough so that they got the knack of exercising some control, so they were able to last longer with Alex, and between the three of them, made sure Alexis was well-fucked, taking two turns apiece on her. She just lay there with her legs wide open, letting them kiss her and fondle her breasts as they each fucked the shit out of her. She said later that she came about five or six time with them. The man fucking me was a gentleman. He kissed me sweetly after he came and thanked me for allowing him the additional pleasure with me. I came twice as he pounded me. 

One of the boys... the tall handsome one... grabbed me by the arm, pulled me over to the grass, and laid me down next to Alex asking if he could fuck me again. Without waiting for a response, he was inside me using the same condom he wore fucking Alex. There was no finesse with his hard pounding of my well-used pussy, he stiffened and came again quickly, but his large dick felt good as it filled me up. I was too delirious to remember if I came but I think I did. One of his friends waiting a little ways off, high-fived him as they waited for their friend, talking quickly about their good fortune. These little weasel-dicks got some very high quality pussy for free tonight.

Before the older man left, he told me that he has had many women in his fifty-two years, but he would remember Alex and me among the most memorable of all of his experiences. Alex was servicing the third boy for the last time. As the boy was finishing, he took Alexis' face in his hands and kissed her hard, as he jammed his cock into her as hard and as far as he could and shuddered into a climax with a loud moan. At this point, Alex was just a body lying in the grass, if she climaxed with this kid, she probably was not aware of it. They thanked us and departed with a high five all around as they discarded their condoms and zipped up.

I lay next to Alex on the grass, knees drawn up and legs spread wide, fully exposed to any passers-by. The cool night air on our exposed breasts and pussies felt wonderful. I heard footsteps close to us, and as I looked over, saw an older couple passing by. He was gawking at the damaged exposed pussies before him as his wife was pulling on his arm grumbling something about 'a couple of harlots.' We lay there for a little while, then I rose, and I pulled Alex's head and abdomen onto my lap, and just cuddled with her for a while softly massaging her face and combing through her hair with my fingers, until we were ready to make the long walk across the parking lot to her car. Even though we were still over-exposed, I had a reason for not getting up. I simply did not want any of our partners knowing which car belonged to Alex, recording her license plate number, and possibly looking us up later. 

As nice as it was having each of them fuck us repeatedly, I had no interest in seeing them again. Alex seemed to be done in, so I helped her to the car, and put her in the front passenger seat. I pulled the reclining lever for her and let her rest as I drove her car back to her place. Since her skirt was up nearly to her waist, I could not help touching her as I drove. I was careful though, since her pussy was likely as sore as mine. She felt nice, but poor Alex's pussy, like mine, was a swamp with her many orgasms. My poor little beauty looked very much the worse for the wear, with rumpled clothes, and disheveled hair. I would have to give her a lot of TLC tonight. 




An Affectionate Friendship Ch. 05



Back at her place, she already had her shoes in her hands, so we dropped them at the door; I unzipped her skirt, and pulled her blouse over her head, undressed myself, and headed her into the shower. I leaned her up against to wall, soaped, and cleaned every little crevice of her body. I used my body also to soap her up when I could, particularly my breasts. I rinsed her and wrapped towels around her body and hair. With both of us toweled off and ready for bed, I helped her into it, and spooned up behind her with my arms around her. She moaned softly and simply said, "Thank you Kelly, you were so sweet to take care of me. I love you!" "I love you too sweetheart!" I whispered into her ear.

It was late, and we lay there for a long time. Alexis came to, a little and turned toward me to kiss me softly. Just that first touch from her lips made me shudder a little in a minor league little orgasm. We stayed like that for a long while, with her head and her hands in my bosom as she just curled up inside my embrace. We talked softly... almost a whisper. 

She moved her head up and kissed me. I very lightly rubbed my lips back and forth against hers, kissed her lightly and started to tear up as I said, "Alexis darling, I love you so much it hurts!" She looked at me with her watery dark emerald eyes and her luminous face framed by her tussled raven hair, and just smiled. I could feel her tears on my neck as we settled into a tight hug. On-time college roommates and fumbling young lovers at nineteen now, at twenty-three we were lovers addicted to each other's touch.

In the morning, we rose separately, and without a word spoken between us, dressed, and moved silently to the kitchen: she to the coffee maker and I to the refrigerator. She made coffee good and strong while I fried up a couple of eggs in a round egg ring, toasted some muffins, and make a couple of egg sandwiches, with melting cheese on top. I sliced some strawberries, as she was already boiling water for grits. Coffee, egg sandwiches, strawberries, and grits al dente, all lay out on the table. Alexis looked at me and said, "We may be a couple of lesbians, but we do work well together my darling." As she rose to poured us both some coffee, I noticed that she was moving a little stiffly from all of last night's activities. She sat on her stool, grabbed a sandwich in both hands, and attacked it like a hungry lumberjack.

With a mouthful of eggs and muffin, and stuffing a strawberry slice into her mouth to boot, she said nearly incomprehensibly, "Good! Damn Good!" I laughed, and she just looked at me with a "what the hell are you laughing at" look, and went back to attacking her sandwich. I was hungry too, but took a kinder approach to my unsuspecting little egg sandwich. We ate everything we made, washed it all down with a couple more cups of coffee, and my sweet lover looked at me over her third cup of coffee, and just smiled sweetly. 

It made me smile as well; I knew that her look said, "I love you." We spent the day inside and just lounged, listened to music, played a couple of games of backgammon, and just hanging out. I needed to get home eventually to edit a book that was due back to my author soon. Alex walked me to the door, but she was at a loss for words. She just ran her hands up and down my arms, then suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace and said, "Get the heck out of here, Stevenson, before I burst out balling!" We kissed, and I turned and walked back to my car. As I started my car, I looked up and Alex was in the window of her apartment watching me drive away. I smiled and gave her a little wave, and drove off saying to myself, "See you later, my sweet girl."

~ ~ ~



An Affectionate Friendship



TJ got out of the bed, walked into the bathroom to throw some water in his face. I followed him and did the same... the cool water felt so good. As we stood there in the bathroom holding hands loosely—arms dangling between us—we just looked at each other silently. After a minute or two I said, lowering my eyes to his shorts (again becoming bulgy in front), 

"TJ you seem to be way over-dressed for this party!" 

With that, he let go of my hands, placed his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer briefs, and tugged them down. His strong quads flexed as he lowered his shorts and then letting them drop to his feet, he stepped out of one side and used his other foot to fling the shorts back into the bedroom. 

"There! Happy?" He said, with a broad smile. 

"Ohhh yahhh!" Was my slow and wide-eyed response to the sight of his stiffening member. 

I remember when I first saw TJ in the athletic-style boxer briefs, how relieved I was that he was not a "tighty whities" man. I would have been a little disappointed if this colorful guy had just followed convention. "Package-wise," TJ was about average size and average for the few men (boys, really) I have been with before. I gauged his overall length at about six inches, which I believe (from research) is about average for a male of European heritage. While I understand the visual and tactile appeal for some women, I was not interested in taking on some guy with a "monster-log" and being ripped apart trying to accommodate it... TJ's size will do quite nicely (I thought). He has a very nice-looking circumcised cock, and I could hardly wait to get my lips around it. 

Now in the same state of nudity as I, TJ stepped forward and kissed me. We were in a tight but comfortable embrace with his hands sliding up and down my naked body. His right hand slid down my back, and onto my buttocks, and he gave my butt a couple of playful but firm love pats (spanks, really). I broke from the kiss and said with a smile, 

"Stop that!" 

He then began to massage my buttocks, replying in a slow and measure voice, "Are you sure you want me to stop?" 

"Umm, no," I replied with a very pointedly naughty smile, "but let's find a more comfortable place to do this." 

He regarded me for moment then said, "Do you want me to carry you again, or should I just sling you over my shoulder?" 

"Carry would be nice." I replied with a girly giggle (even though I was perfectly capable of walking on my own). 

He took me in his arms again, and we were off to the bedroom. TJ is athletic with a very good bod for a 48 year old, and didn't mind showing off his masculine side. I hooked one arm around his neck, and kissed him as I reached down with the other hand to massage his cock. 

When we reached the bed, he threw me unceremoniously into it... caveman style. 

"Ouch!" I said rubbing my bottom. 

Then I managed a crooked smiled and said, "What is this? You Tarzan, me Jane?" 

He threw his head back and laughed, "Yah, something like that." 

He sat on the edge of the bed, had me roll over onto my stomach, and he massaged my still sore butt cheeks as I closed my eyes and moaned with pleasure. He bent down, kissed my butt, first one cheek, then the other, and then began to move his kisses down the crack to my butthole, giving this virgin area a little flick of the tongue. 

"Mmm... Pervert!" I moaned softly as I lay there enjoying the experience. 

His only response was, "Ah, recognition at last." 

I opened my eyes, and looked back over my shoulder to see him smiling. He gave me a small kiss on the small of my back, and another gentler pat or two to my backside to signal the end of his attentions... for now... to my lower area. 

I raised myself up to a kneeling position, and pulled him into the bed on his back. ("Main event time," I thought) as I straddled his lower legs, and with my little hiney pointed skyward took his beautiful cock into my mouth with my left hand. He moaned with pleasure as I played with the glans of his penis with my lips and tongue. I kissed him down the shaft, and took his testicles into my mouth, massaging the underside with the tip of my tongue. I did not want to finish him this way, because I wanted him inside me. I began to think of TJ as a lover, and there were no more thoughts of what had been between us... only what we had now. While he seemed to derive a lot of pleasure from my delicate... and first time blowjob, I sensed that this was not something he was really into. So I finished with a few kisses to the glans, and tonguing of the underside. I licking the pre-cum from the tip, and then gave his beautiful cock some more licks to the corona (sensitive edge of the glans). This seemed to elicit more and deeper moans from him. 

With TJ's penis now erect to its full and proud six inches (give or take), I changed my position so that my crotch was just above his penis, and then I lowered myself slowly down just to the point where the tip of his penis was entering my pussy lips. I moved myself so that his glans slid back and forth in my slit until my lubrication bathed it, then I teased my clit with it. TJ was moaning at the attention he was getting to the most sensitive part of his penis. He looked lovingly into my eyes and I smiled as I returned the intensity of his gaze. Eyes locked, hearts beating, I slowly lowered my body bringing his cock into my body... but just enough to bury the entire tip, and then I slowly pulled it out a little. 

I looked down into his eyes and said, 

"I love you, TJ," as I again slowly lowered myself onto him, and took his penis all the way into my vagina. The feeling of his penis against my inner walls was incredible. I could feel my vagina deep down, tightening around his penis as my juices increasingly coated his member, and seeped down my inner thighs. I pumped his cock in and out until that very familiar warm feeling returned, and I was starting to get close. 

Although I have a slightly generous ass for my shape, (I am five-foot six, and 119 pounds) but my sexual opening is still quite tight—so even though TJ is not massive—my body was tight around him and more comfortable with the lubrication. I was soon riding him for all I was worth, with my hands on his chest. When I slowed a little, he raised himself to a sitting position so he could kiss my lips and nipples while I still had him in me. He gave each nipple so much expert attention as we rocked back and forth, that my head began to swim and my breathing quickened. He then bent me backward onto the bed, and straightened his legs into a missionary position, still inside me. He never lost a beat, and was now pumping my increasingly tingly pussy with smooth and even strokes. 

I would find in future sessions with him, his penchant for smoothly moving between different positions while still inside me. TJ had a way of rubbing his pubic bone against my clit on the down strokes, and this helped bring me to a climax quicker. I could feel the intense heat, and the tingling feeling building inside me again, across my stomach and down my legs as I grabbed his buttocks to bring him in deeper. With his even strokes and the pressure on my clitoris, I finally rasped, 

"I'm... coming! I'm... coming!" "Oh... god... I'm... coming!" 

TJ said breathlessly, "I... am... close" and as I arched my back in a mind-blowing-eyes-shut-sheet-grabbing delirious orgasm. I could feel his climax building up in him as well, as his breathing quickened and his moans deepened. He started to pull out of me, but I grabbed his ass hard and pulled him back into me all the way, telling him, 

"It's okay... you can come inside me." 

With that, he tightened his grip on my hips, and with a couple more thrusts, stiffened and released deep inside of me in a series of convulsions it seemed would never end. The feeling was amazing... so warm. I turned my head to the side and let out a joyous laugh enjoying the afterglow, and he threw his head back in a full-throated laugh, still inside me pulsating. TJ was the first man that I allowed to come inside me. 

We lay that way bathed in each other's sweat... breathless... with our hearts beating hard against each other's chests, as I began to come down from my endorphin high with the tingling still in my buttocks and inner thighs. TJ took a while to soften to the point where his penis just flopped out of my pussy. We showered together soaping, rubbing, fondling, fingering, and kissing, then dried off and went back to bed spooning and relaxing. After some minutes of this, TJ kissed the back of my neck and said, 

"I love you too, sweets." 

We actually made love twice more before morning; both reaching two somewhat less intense and convulsive orgasms... the last being a simultaneous explosion. 

In the morning he was up before I was, and by the time I was ready to function on this Sunday morning, he was already making breakfast—I could smell eggs and coffee. We had his special omelets filled with spinach, onions, peppers and melted cheese, on a plate garnished with blueberries, sliced strawberries, and grits cooked al dente, and all served with several fluffy blueberry pancakes with real syrup... and of course... coffee! 

TJ has a habit of making big breakfasts on weekend mornings, and while I am not much of a breakfast person, I ate like a lumber jack that morning. We just talked, and ate, and talked, and laughed, and drank coffee for what seemed like hours. TJ did indeed blow my little mind as promised, and after last night's activities, we added another dimension to our relationship, and to our more frequent nights out. Did I say 'affectionate friendship' earlier? Well, now we definitely had a friendship with all benefits possible! Was it the alcohol? Or long repressed feelings toward TJ, or some combination of the two? I don't know. I did not over-analyze it. But it was nice to have a more equal relationship with this man. No longer child to adult, but adult to adult. I think this was the first moment I really felt that. 

But I do know one thing for sure: If I ever form a permanent relationship in the future, my partner (or husband) will just have to understand about TJ. He will have to allow me these occasional nights out without asking any questions. Even if I stroll in at noon or one-o-clock on Sunday with a mysterious but unexplained smile... after Saturday night with TJ. 

It's just as simple as that! 

End (of the beginning).