I mentioned in an earlier blog, that Savita, the love of my life, talked about us being married. I was surprised at first at the choice of words but not upset. In fact, I feel married to Savita in most ways. Legally, I am still married to John but recently I discussed with my sister and him and we have agreed to get a divorce – I think the two of them will get married in about a year.
Although Savita and I had a form of wedding at Savita’s place that was really Savita’s coming out ceremony with her family. We have been talking having a commitment ceremony and we have been busy arranging one for a Sunday in June. I won’t go much into the practical arrangements but we have found a highly sympathetic celebrant who does marriages but also supports oaths of commitments within the Gay and Lesbian Community – in fact Sue and Lisa had a ceremony with her.
I am disappointed because we had aimed to have the ceremony in a park but with 90% probability of 20-40mm of rain, I am very grateful to John for booking an alternative venue – he insisted on paying for it. We will have a dinner afterwards that my mother insisted upon paying for. My sister is arranging flowers and such. I feel really spoilt!
We have invited our friends: Sue and Lisa, Chantelle and Sylvie, Annette and Joanna, Yuki, transsexual Annie, Wei, Meera, Anka and the Hunk. I expected Yuki to decline but she said she wanted to come but the Hunk and Wei said they couldn’t make it. All the others were most insistent on coming including Annie who seemed delighted to be invited.
We also invited our family. As soon as I asked, Mum said she just so much wanted to be there. My sister and John said they wouldn’t miss it for the world. We sent an invitation to my brother and sister-in-law. My sister-in-law rang up and said that since she was pregnant that she couldn’t fly – we all knew that this was just an excuse but at least she replied – I got the feeling that my brother was sulking in the background.
Savita’s brother is overseas at the moment and apologised that he could not make it. Savita asked her parents but they told her they didn’t feel they would be welcome. Savita was upset by this and asked me if I minded speaking to them. I was dubious that this would help but I went with Savita one evening to invite them.
They insisted we have dinner with them and so we sat around the table to dinner and I remembered the almost surreal ceremony we had there. Despite the words they said then, I felt I was intruding on them – I have always felt that they were very disapproving of me and that I should stay out of their way.
Savita’s mother said in what sounded a very sarcastic tone “We are honoured that our daughter’s partner will sit at our table and eat with us.”
“I don’t see this as an honour to you. I feel that probably make you feel uncomfortable and I apologise and promise not to trouble you too often.” I said bluntly.
“Uncomfortable? Trouble?” Savita’s mother seemed genuinely annoyed. “I know it is a trouble for you to visit your partner’s parents. I know you are uncomfortable sitting with old Indian people. I am uncomfortable that we are not worthy of your presence.”
“I have never thought that! I honestly feel that you will be repelled by me - I wanted you to see your daughter often but did not want to force my lifestyle upon you.”
“Didn’t Savita tell you that you were welcome to come?”
“Yes, but it sounded like politeness – a formality.”
“Do you think that we are so prejudiced we would exclude our daughter’s happiness from our lives?”
“Many traditions find it hard to accept my style of life.”
“You mean gay life? We have lived 30 years in Australia – we left India because of prejudice when we married across caste – we are not narrow-minded – I wanted traditional marriage but I accepted a long time ago that it wasn’t going to happen. We are not disowning our daughter. Doesn’t your mother accept you?”
“Yes, she does but my brother is traditional minded and doesn’t.”
“From what I hear, he doesn’t accept Indians not your lifestyle.”
“I am ashamed that there may be truth in what you say – he is ignorant and prejudiced.”
Savita’s mother was sharp and I felt quite under pressure but then she relented and spoke in a warmer tone.
“So, you are saying that you are avoiding us because you think we hate you?”
“I don’t know about hate – I thought I would repel you.”
“I am not repelled by a beautiful young girl who makes my daughter so happy. I am old but not bad – I love my daughter and want her happy. I have had a lot of time to think about it since our first meeting and I know I was wrong not to welcome you the first time. I believe you never forgave me.”
“I have never thought there was anything to forgive. I forced myself upon you and you had every reason to be upset. Can I speak frankly?” I asked.
“Please do!”
“I come from a traditional society. Many Indians are also from a traditional society. I respect this. I have never expected you to embrace you – I was just so glad that you could keep close with the woman I love and not exclude her. I have listened to Anka and Meera and I know how rare such an enlightened response is. I didn’t want to thrust myself upon you – I wanted to respect your boundaries and I tried to guess what these are. I was always feeling a bit excluded from that part of Savita’s life but accepted it.”
“Savita, why didn’t you tell her I wanted to see her?”
“Because, Mum, I didn’t think you did.”
“O.k. Maybe I didn’t say it clearly but, Grace, I really want you to be part of our life … our daughter-in-law. Savita’s …. er, wife – I think that Savita is your husband by the way she speaks but excuse me if I say something wrong. Husband, you agree with me?”
The last bit was addressed to her husband who had been quiet throughout – it wasn’t really a question – more of a command - I felt - and he immediately said “Yes, that is right”. I promised to visit more frequently – we have arranged that we will both visit on Wednesdays and stay overnight – Savita’s mother seemed to really want us to stay and Saturdays are not so easy for me.”
After this conversation, I formally invited them to our ceremony. I stressed how pleased I would be if they could attend and Savita’s mother immediately accepted.
Savita helped her mother tidy up. I offered to help but Savita’s mother said “Next time” and signalled me to stay seated. There was an awkward silence between me and her father as we sat at the table. I could hear Savita and her mother talking away and then Savita asked me “Darling, is it at all possible we stay tonight?”
I was very reluctant because I was meant to take my daughter to school tomorrow morning but Savita looked quite pressed and so I rang my sister who said that she would drop her off at before school care on the way to work. I felt guilty about the trouble I was giving her but my sister told me it was important that I work to be on good terms with my parent-in-laws.
Savita thanked me so much when I agreed Savita suggested we have an early night, When I came to the room, Savita’s mother had already prepared the bed for two.
Savita held me close and said “I’m leaving early – I’ll go direct to work – can you stay a while and talk to my mum. She asked that she could have a woman-to-woman chat with you.”
“What does she want with me? Does she want to say go away? Or tell me how wicked I am? What have you told her about me?”
“Only how great you are – but she guesses a lot – my mum’s not stupid – I really think Mum wants the best but, darling, if she says anything hateful to you, just walk away – remember you are my wife and I’ll drop her before I let you get hurt.”
I slept badly that night, nervous about the forthcoming interview with Savita’s mother. I got up with Savita. Her mum and dad were already up – her father was on his way out and Savita rushed her breakfast.
When Savita had left, I was left with her mother and uncertain what to say. She spoke “Please, daughter-in-law, could you sit and talk with me a bit.”
“Yes, but may I ask one question?”
“Of course.”
“How would you like me to address you?”
“If you don’t mind, I would like ‘mother’ – but perhaps that would be an insult to your own mother?”
“No, ‘mother’ would be an honour.” I replied – I felt relieved that she was at least showing signs that she didn’t want to get rid of me and was willing to accept me.
“You seem quite nervous of me, daughter-in-law.”
“To be frank, you are so strong, so sure, so clever – I am in awe of you – I feel you see through me.”
“Really?”, she laughed. “I so often feel I understand nothing and the last thing I want is ‘awe’. I can tell you that I am nervous of you –you hold the fate of my beloved daughter in your hands. She is so in love with you. I do not want to damage that. At the very first, I will be honest, I was hostile. But these last months I have watched my daughter change – she is happier, fuller and glowing. I have been forced to face that so far you are the best thing to happen to her. So I want to support my daughter and I want to know you and understand better whether my daughter is safe and you are both happy.”
“Thank you, mother,” I replied.
“No, thank you! Also, I am embarrassed to admit but I am a very curious woman intrigued to understand what really happens. My daughter says she has a dirty mind but mine is no better. I can’t talk these things to my daughter. You are, from what I hear a very experienced woman – I would like if you ever have time to help me understand a lot of things. But probably you are disgusted by an old woman asking such questions.”
“Mother, I am very flattered that you want to ask me and also that you trust me enough – I am just nervous that I will disgust you when I answer and then you will respect me even less.”
“Daughter-in-law, I had to undergo a lot of thought changes to accept you. Your lifestyle is so foreign to me – if I judge you by my old standards, I could never accept – but my old standards are wrong – I accept that you are a very sexual woman with a large number of partners both male and female. I have heard how you treat my daughter – the honesty and gentleness – that’s why I feel trust is possible. I don’t know how to say this and you may be really offended but both Savita and you always avoid saying what your work exactly is. I am guessing that you may even involve sex in your work?”
“Have you asked Savita? What did she say?”
“I have never asked but she often lets things slip – when I started to think that maybe you worked in the sex industry, I had a horrible shock.
But then I watched how comfortable my daughter was with you and I bit my tongue and thought hard – I worry about it but for health and safety reasons – I want you safe because if anything happens to you, my daughter will be damaged even more. I am not accusing but asking. I am fearful of insulting you but I want to know what your job is. Am I right?”
“I am afraid that, you do see through me – yes I work as a sex worker,” I fully expected an out pouring of disgust or words to reform me but instead her next question showed me what her focus was.
“But given how many sexual partners you have, how can you feel anything for my daughter?”
“So easily! Your daughter is incredibly special. I have my paying sex partners – once I see them, I forget them. Then there is Savita – who is central to my life – it is not just sexual; I enjoy being with her, talking and being with her, sharing her time, sharing our lives.”
“So, she is not good for you sexually?”
“Quite the opposite! She is the best – I enjoy it most of all because she is so completely linked to me?”
“But, she is not so experienced?”
“Experience is not everything – feeling and intimacy are much more important. Also, Savita and I respond so well – she is more skilful than anyone.”
“And John and this girl, Sue, I think her name is – how do they fit in?”
“John is my ex-husband abd he is special and I can never forget how much he has done for me. I have special feelings for him but I am also so glad to see him form a new life with my sister. Sue and I were friends and lovers a long time but could never reach over the boundary to become partners. That is a boundary that Savita and I have gone over. For Savita, I am prepared to give up everyone else – I have told her that.”
“Yes Savita said you kept offering that. I’m not sure I fully understand why she says no.”
“I don’t really understand why myself. Maybe, I am a stepping stone in Savita’s life as she develops.”
Savita’s mother looked hard at me and asked “Maybe, she is a stepping stone in yours?”
“No. She is a destination – the person, I have reached to fill my life as long as she stays with me. I love your daughter completely – I am 27 years old and I need someone who I can form a future with – that’s why I’m here talking to you – that’s why this ceremony is so important to me. That’s why I am so scared that she is not a the same stage,” I felt tears welling up as I said this – expressing my deepest worry.
To my surprise, Savita’s mother got up and moved to me put her arms around me and looked directly in my face. “You silly girl,” she said kindly. “Don’t you know that you are a destination for my daughter? You were when she first met you – I’ve heard it from my daughter and also from my son. She was ready for you long before you were for her. You are stepping stone for her but not to another person – to a full life. She has come out at work. She has staked her position as a full woman in a loving relationship. Your life won’t be that easy – there will be a lot of prejudice. But I believe you two will support each other. My daughter told me how immediately you rejected your brother’s views. She was more thrilled by the depth of your support than you might have guessed.”
“One thing you will need to learn is that my daughter feels much more than she says. I am still finding how intense her emotions are – especially about you. She holds it in. But I have no doubt that she wants you as a life partner, as her wife.”
“Thank you”, I said. “But can I ask how much has this hurt you and your husband? I worry I am making trouble for you.”
She looked at me as if surprised “Why do you worry about this? You are the future for my daughter. What does it matter what we feel?”
“Because you are Savita’s family – I do not want to create damage here.”
“As I said, at first, I was shocked, angry and – I am ashamed to say – disgusted. By the time you had that coming-out party at our place, it was replaced with grim acceptance. But week after week as my daughter came home brighter, stronger and more positive, I thought back to the daughter I used to worry about because she was so depressed and I felt joy at this new daughter. I would have been fully contented if it hadn’t been that I felt you were rejecting us. I wondered why you hated us. So when you came yesterday and said you weren’t rejecting us, I felt how beautiful you were and I could understand my daughter’s happiness – you haven’t hurt me – you have made me very happy.”
“And your husband?”
“My husband was the first to accept it but he stays still just as accepting. He is glad that his daughter is happy but he is uncomfortable. He is a good man and wants to be more positive but he is not really sure of ‘this lesbian thing’ as he calls it. If you don’t mind I prefer not to tell him about sex work – I’m not sure he could cope with that.”
“Then, I will certainly not let him know.”
“But now, daughter-in-law, I must ask an important question.”
“Yes, mother?”
“If my daughter had married a boy, I would advise her how to please him sexually and in other ways. How can I advise my daughter so she can better please you?”
I laughed “I doubt she could please me more.”
“How can a woman please a woman? I don’t understand. What do you do together? Sorry to put you on the spot but my daughter is too shy to say and I am exceedingly curious. Just because I am 48 doesn’t mean I have totally lost interest in sex. How do two women do it?”
I felt strangely embarrassed but also realised that she was genuinely curious. So, I explained the importance of kissing, caressing, touching and foreplay in general.
“But what about ‘eating carpet’ or maybe you prefer to say ‘pussy licking’” she asked, almost teasing me by being provocative. She was clearly enjoying the conversation and was much less awkward than I was feeling.
I agreed it was very important and she queried me about what I focussed on and I described in more detail than I really wanted – she was a very sharp examiner. I also explained about watching my partner’s responses to see when she was enjoying and adjusting – even the same woman is stimulated differently at different times and so it was important to be observing the partner’s response.
Savita’s mother was listening intently and she asked “My daughter always says that you know her body better than her – does she adjust well for you, when she is licking you?”
I emphasised that Savita was the best and was just so good at making me feel satisfied.
“Good!” her mother responded. “So, how can my daughter improve to please you?”
“I can’t think about any way?”
“Surely, something can be improved.”
“Nothing, I have the woman I want – just as long as she wants me.”
“Hmm.”
Our conversation then changed tack completely and Savita’s mother told me of how she was upper caste and her husband lower caste. Their marriage was opposed and they finally left India with almost no money just to get away from the attitudes. They came to Australia and had stayed here ever since. They had experienced racism with people coming up to her and saying things like “Go back where you came from.” She had been spat on a couple of times. She was concerned about the recent attacks on Indians particularly in Melbourne. Her descriptions were under-stated and hence more telling criticism.
“So, you must be disgusted by Australian racism?”
“Pfft! And India is not racist? Internally they are divided so heavily upon race and language. It gets me annoyed – and my husband quite angry – to hear all these Indians talking about how bad Australia is – we made a life here – we have been safe – not perfect but not nearly as bad as all that. I hate to say it though much of the worst prejudice I have received is at the hands of non-white Australians.”
“Chinese?”
“Well …”
I understood too well that my own community was not blameless. She then went on to flatter me, saying “But, that’s why you are so special – you don’t treat Savita as Indian - you just seem to pass over her race as if it isn’t even a point – why else would you have been so genuinely surprised about your brother’s attitude. Savita keeps telling me how wonderful you are and I am beginning to believe her.”
Talking to Savita’s mother was so refreshing – I really found myself liking her a lot as well as being impressed by her intellect and was delighted that the wall has gone between us – I believe I will gain so much from knowing her. I can see why Savita is such a lovely person and also where she got her sharp mind from.
Savita said to me later that she had got a phone call from her mother and had been told very firmly that she had found a treasure and must make it 100% clear that I am not a stepping-stone. Savita said she was delighted that I and her mum got on so well. I am delighted that she seems to like me and also that they will be coming to share our commitment ceremony.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
A Wonderful Dinner
Savita returned from her course on Friday. She came home mid-afternoon but I wasn’t home from work until after 5. After four days apart, we couldn’t help making love and so it wasn’t until about 7pm that we set off for Annette and Joanna’s place – they had invited us for 7 and so we were about half an hour late (i.e. fashionably late).
When we arrived, I apologised for being late and Joanna said “I’m impressed you are so early after you’ve had 4 days of catching up to do.” I blushed and Savita giggled but it was a friendly sort of start.
When we came in, I was surprised both of them were really dressed up – I felt a little underdressed in my casual top and jeans. Savita was a bit better in her white blouse and black skirt. I apologised for not dressing well and Annette laughed “We just wanted to look nice for Joanna’s business friend. We value her a lot.”
Joanna poured us drinks and Savita and sat down on her sofa and she sat on the armchair facing us. Joanna started by thanking me again for being so “generous” about my client and saying sometime we should sit down and pool information about how we both can get better business. I liked the idea of co-operating – I feel Joanna would not use me – and so I was keen on pooling information but told her that I was not so generous – just realistic and I knew that she was sexier,
Joanna laughed and said “Honey, I reckon we would finish in a dead heat for pure sluttishness but you are too fucking sexy for me.” (Nice to hear even if it is totally untrue.)
Every once in a while Annette came to us from the kitchen where she was busy preparing dinner and sat on the arm of the chair ruffling Joanna’s hair and joining in the conversation. I think that Annette was intent on showing everyone (including Joanna) how close she was to Joanna and how much she valued her.
Annette’s meal was amazing. She had prepared an absolutely delicious mushroom-based soup that which had a lot of interesting ingredients as well as a magnificent Confit Duck Risotto. I am a very limited cook and I was impressed at Annette’s skill. She gave me the recipe but I doubt I am brave enough to try.
We talked general things. Joanna explained that this was their first real dinner party they had given since Annette had moved in. They had visitors drop in – Annette’s parents had come, John had come each weekend to see his son – but all very informal. Joanna said “I am delighted that our first dinner should be with a gorgeous couple with whom I hope we can be great friends. I also hope Grace and I can share tips – I have so much to learn from her.”
I laughed “I think I’ll do the learning – you are magnificent, Joanna.”
“Isn’t she!” Annette agreed.
I asked after Annette’s son. Annette said that he was sleeping in the other room. A really great sleeper –he could sleep through anything. He is already a 1yo – how time flies but how much happened in that year! Joanna said that he was a wonderful affectionate little boy with a sparkle of curiosity that was so much fun – although he was a little too mobile and they had to keep an eye on him all the time. I noticed that they had a baby monitor which was set at a discreet level but was pretty quiet apart from an occasional little grunt.
Joanna commented that John was great with him and she thought it was wonderful how he played with him and they enjoyed each other. Annette looked hard at me and said “You don’t need to say it – I nearly stuffed it all up – thank God, Lisa shook sense into me. Otherwise, I could have really stayed wrong – John is so important in my son’s life! And how is Lisa … and Sue?”
We then chatted about them, their daughter and other things. Savita had been quiet through all this– she is quite shy and quiet until she gets to know people – but I could sense that she was finding this a lot easier than she had expected and was relaxing.
We had shared a bottle of wine and were all a little merrier. Annette turned to Savita and said “I think we met a couple of times just before I moved out. I was pretty dumb – I didn’t see just how great you are for Grace – she’s positively glowing.”
I was waiting for a barbed follow-up comment but it became clear that was not where Annette was heading. Savita said “Thank you.” And Annette said “It’s really wonderful – it’s all worked out so well – Grace has got a real babe as her partner, I’m blessed with the most beautiful woman who I hope will be patient with me for a while and John’s doing a really hot chick I hear. You’ve got to say sometimes life can be so great!”
We all agreed with her and then Annette turned to Savita and said “Well, it sounds like our girls played well together, eh? I was a bit jealous but it would have been great to watch – those lucky guys!”
“Yes, I would have loved to have seen it,” Savita commented,
“Oh, you like to watch?” Annette said.
Savita was very embarrassed – she always feels uncomfortable talking about her voyeuristic pleasure. Annette had meant the comment innocently and she picked up immediately that she had said the wrong thing. So she quickly added.
“I really like watching, myself. The first time I got to know Jo was when we did a job together. I was so turned on by watching her with the man. At the time, Jo had started with Simone– I think you met her, Grace. What a bitch! But, Jo is just so sexy that even then I lusted after her.”
“Ann’s pretty hot herself!” Jo commented. “I’m lucky that you let me have her, Grace.”
Actually, that comment made me very uncomfortable and I didn’t know what to say and so I was grateful when Savita said “I don’t think Grace let you have her – it seems to me that you and Annette are naturals – I reckon you’d have been together sooner or later.’
“Nicely put! Just what I feel – although I think Jo got the short straw getting me,” Annette replied. “But you two girls (indicating Joanna and me) are cheating us – how about the show? You’ll do if for strange men but not entertain your partners. Hey, Savita – back me up on this.”
“Well it would be interesting but …”, Savita said a bit embarrassed but more comfortable than before since she was not having to reveal herself. Joanna seemed unsurprised and I felt Annette had talked this over with her before.
“But? No buts.” Annette said
Joanna came over to me, took my hand and gently encouraged, saying “When Ann gets like this – there’s no way stopping her. Can I borrow her, Savita?”
“Only, if you return her!” Savita said sounding uncertain but I could see she was quite excited.
“Oh she’ll return – I know that - I’m just warming her up so that she’s even more ready for her real love.”
Then she stood up and acted as if she had just walked in
“Oh, Keiko – all these scrumptious girls! Are they all for me?”
“Sorry one of them’s mine”
“Well then, you’ve got to let me have some hot Asian pussy.”
“Will mine do?”
“Honey, you know it will!”
Joanna had taken me in her arms and gave me a hot sensual kiss as she undid my jeans and they skipped off to the floor. We were almost immediately undressed. Joanna knelt before me and played with my pussy with her finger and tongue.
Then she got me to lie down and licked me off until I was almost climaxing. Then she moved her pussy into place so that I could lick her. She seemed very turned on and her pussy tasted of her juices. She was moaning softly as I licked until it gradually it got louder as she reached a “climax”.
The whole thing was remarkably close to how it happened at the gangbang that I couldn’t help feeling that both occasions were choreographed by Joanna especially when she finished by moving to the “crowd”. In this case she turned to Annette and started to cuddle and kiss her. I of course, turned to Savita and held her close – it was a bit strange however with her fully dressed and being at Annette and Joanna’s place and neither Savita nor I were completely at ease.
Gradually, I slipped my clothes on and we prepared to leave. Annette was really nice to Savita saying to her “I can see Grace has great taste – she chose one of the best men in John – and now she has moved on to a truly gorgeous woman – and from what I hear one of the nicest too. I’m sorry if we were a bit rude this evening but when you get three hookers together, we’ll be like that. I hope you don’t mind I borrowed Grace to play with Jo – I just couldn’t resist seeing. Please never feel shy with us – both Jo and I really like you and want you to feel at ease with us.”
Savita replied saying that it had been a lovely evening and she had really enjoyed everything about the evening. Savita expressed admiration for Annette’s cooking and they seemed really to warm to each other. In the taxi home (it may only be a 20 minutes walk – but I don’t walk late at night any more) Savita said how nice Annette was – she said that she expected to hate her after the argument over the son with John and her bitchy comments to me but she seemed like a different person from that person. She commented that Joanna was very nice but even though she was so sexually open, she seemed more removed and closed – she made a very sharp comment that Annette seemed to find sexually open but emotionally remote people judging by my description of Lin.
However, both of us agreed it had been a great evening and we wanted to invite them to our place very soon in response – the only worry was how to match Annette’s splendid meal,
When we arrived, I apologised for being late and Joanna said “I’m impressed you are so early after you’ve had 4 days of catching up to do.” I blushed and Savita giggled but it was a friendly sort of start.
When we came in, I was surprised both of them were really dressed up – I felt a little underdressed in my casual top and jeans. Savita was a bit better in her white blouse and black skirt. I apologised for not dressing well and Annette laughed “We just wanted to look nice for Joanna’s business friend. We value her a lot.”
Joanna poured us drinks and Savita and sat down on her sofa and she sat on the armchair facing us. Joanna started by thanking me again for being so “generous” about my client and saying sometime we should sit down and pool information about how we both can get better business. I liked the idea of co-operating – I feel Joanna would not use me – and so I was keen on pooling information but told her that I was not so generous – just realistic and I knew that she was sexier,
Joanna laughed and said “Honey, I reckon we would finish in a dead heat for pure sluttishness but you are too fucking sexy for me.” (Nice to hear even if it is totally untrue.)
Every once in a while Annette came to us from the kitchen where she was busy preparing dinner and sat on the arm of the chair ruffling Joanna’s hair and joining in the conversation. I think that Annette was intent on showing everyone (including Joanna) how close she was to Joanna and how much she valued her.
Annette’s meal was amazing. She had prepared an absolutely delicious mushroom-based soup that which had a lot of interesting ingredients as well as a magnificent Confit Duck Risotto. I am a very limited cook and I was impressed at Annette’s skill. She gave me the recipe but I doubt I am brave enough to try.
We talked general things. Joanna explained that this was their first real dinner party they had given since Annette had moved in. They had visitors drop in – Annette’s parents had come, John had come each weekend to see his son – but all very informal. Joanna said “I am delighted that our first dinner should be with a gorgeous couple with whom I hope we can be great friends. I also hope Grace and I can share tips – I have so much to learn from her.”
I laughed “I think I’ll do the learning – you are magnificent, Joanna.”
“Isn’t she!” Annette agreed.
I asked after Annette’s son. Annette said that he was sleeping in the other room. A really great sleeper –he could sleep through anything. He is already a 1yo – how time flies but how much happened in that year! Joanna said that he was a wonderful affectionate little boy with a sparkle of curiosity that was so much fun – although he was a little too mobile and they had to keep an eye on him all the time. I noticed that they had a baby monitor which was set at a discreet level but was pretty quiet apart from an occasional little grunt.
Joanna commented that John was great with him and she thought it was wonderful how he played with him and they enjoyed each other. Annette looked hard at me and said “You don’t need to say it – I nearly stuffed it all up – thank God, Lisa shook sense into me. Otherwise, I could have really stayed wrong – John is so important in my son’s life! And how is Lisa … and Sue?”
We then chatted about them, their daughter and other things. Savita had been quiet through all this– she is quite shy and quiet until she gets to know people – but I could sense that she was finding this a lot easier than she had expected and was relaxing.
We had shared a bottle of wine and were all a little merrier. Annette turned to Savita and said “I think we met a couple of times just before I moved out. I was pretty dumb – I didn’t see just how great you are for Grace – she’s positively glowing.”
I was waiting for a barbed follow-up comment but it became clear that was not where Annette was heading. Savita said “Thank you.” And Annette said “It’s really wonderful – it’s all worked out so well – Grace has got a real babe as her partner, I’m blessed with the most beautiful woman who I hope will be patient with me for a while and John’s doing a really hot chick I hear. You’ve got to say sometimes life can be so great!”
We all agreed with her and then Annette turned to Savita and said “Well, it sounds like our girls played well together, eh? I was a bit jealous but it would have been great to watch – those lucky guys!”
“Yes, I would have loved to have seen it,” Savita commented,
“Oh, you like to watch?” Annette said.
Savita was very embarrassed – she always feels uncomfortable talking about her voyeuristic pleasure. Annette had meant the comment innocently and she picked up immediately that she had said the wrong thing. So she quickly added.
“I really like watching, myself. The first time I got to know Jo was when we did a job together. I was so turned on by watching her with the man. At the time, Jo had started with Simone– I think you met her, Grace. What a bitch! But, Jo is just so sexy that even then I lusted after her.”
“Ann’s pretty hot herself!” Jo commented. “I’m lucky that you let me have her, Grace.”
Actually, that comment made me very uncomfortable and I didn’t know what to say and so I was grateful when Savita said “I don’t think Grace let you have her – it seems to me that you and Annette are naturals – I reckon you’d have been together sooner or later.’
“Nicely put! Just what I feel – although I think Jo got the short straw getting me,” Annette replied. “But you two girls (indicating Joanna and me) are cheating us – how about the show? You’ll do if for strange men but not entertain your partners. Hey, Savita – back me up on this.”
“Well it would be interesting but …”, Savita said a bit embarrassed but more comfortable than before since she was not having to reveal herself. Joanna seemed unsurprised and I felt Annette had talked this over with her before.
“But? No buts.” Annette said
Joanna came over to me, took my hand and gently encouraged, saying “When Ann gets like this – there’s no way stopping her. Can I borrow her, Savita?”
“Only, if you return her!” Savita said sounding uncertain but I could see she was quite excited.
“Oh she’ll return – I know that - I’m just warming her up so that she’s even more ready for her real love.”
Then she stood up and acted as if she had just walked in
“Oh, Keiko – all these scrumptious girls! Are they all for me?”
“Sorry one of them’s mine”
“Well then, you’ve got to let me have some hot Asian pussy.”
“Will mine do?”
“Honey, you know it will!”
Joanna had taken me in her arms and gave me a hot sensual kiss as she undid my jeans and they skipped off to the floor. We were almost immediately undressed. Joanna knelt before me and played with my pussy with her finger and tongue.
Then she got me to lie down and licked me off until I was almost climaxing. Then she moved her pussy into place so that I could lick her. She seemed very turned on and her pussy tasted of her juices. She was moaning softly as I licked until it gradually it got louder as she reached a “climax”.
The whole thing was remarkably close to how it happened at the gangbang that I couldn’t help feeling that both occasions were choreographed by Joanna especially when she finished by moving to the “crowd”. In this case she turned to Annette and started to cuddle and kiss her. I of course, turned to Savita and held her close – it was a bit strange however with her fully dressed and being at Annette and Joanna’s place and neither Savita nor I were completely at ease.
Gradually, I slipped my clothes on and we prepared to leave. Annette was really nice to Savita saying to her “I can see Grace has great taste – she chose one of the best men in John – and now she has moved on to a truly gorgeous woman – and from what I hear one of the nicest too. I’m sorry if we were a bit rude this evening but when you get three hookers together, we’ll be like that. I hope you don’t mind I borrowed Grace to play with Jo – I just couldn’t resist seeing. Please never feel shy with us – both Jo and I really like you and want you to feel at ease with us.”
Savita replied saying that it had been a lovely evening and she had really enjoyed everything about the evening. Savita expressed admiration for Annette’s cooking and they seemed really to warm to each other. In the taxi home (it may only be a 20 minutes walk – but I don’t walk late at night any more) Savita said how nice Annette was – she said that she expected to hate her after the argument over the son with John and her bitchy comments to me but she seemed like a different person from that person. She commented that Joanna was very nice but even though she was so sexually open, she seemed more removed and closed – she made a very sharp comment that Annette seemed to find sexually open but emotionally remote people judging by my description of Lin.
However, both of us agreed it had been a great evening and we wanted to invite them to our place very soon in response – the only worry was how to match Annette’s splendid meal,
Friday, May 21, 2010
A Night with Yuki
While Savita was away at a training course, Yuki asked me to catch up with her after work and spend the night with her. I had told Savita about this and Savita had said that I should go with it. I finished quite early – about 10pm. I had fucked 9 guys that day and Yuki had just come off a dinner and fuck session. She told me she still had the taste of his cum in her mouth - I was surprised she hadn’t rinsed her mouth out and asked if I could taste – we kissed (deep French kissing) and realised that she had in fact rinsed with mouth wash.
Yuki is a strange mixture of innocence and sexuality. She is not a slut like me. She does at most four men in a day and works 2 or 3 days a week. She has been working about a year and I would estimated she has had well over a hundred clients but she is not interested in thinking how many men and seems ashamed of what she does. She did tell me that I was her only woman.
We had a snack together and then Yuki invited me to her room – a flat shared with two other girls. When we went there, she immediately took me in her arms and held me. She asked me for a cuddle and we embraced as we stripped down – it was cold outside and so quite a bit of stripping down was needed. She said that the room had a “no men” rule but it was fine to have a girl stay. However, I knew she was a bit nervous that we didn’t make too much noise.
She said that her flatmates would think nothing of us sharing a shower together and so we showered, touching each other’s breasts and letting our fingers slip between each other’s legs, exploring as we washed. Then we retired back to her room and we kissed some more before I went down on Yuki who responded completely although she put her hand over mouth to muffle her groans. Her juices flowed freely and she seemed to be very excited. When she came, her body shuddered and she was virtually shoving her hands down her throat to block her cries.
She pushed me away from her pussy, pulling my face up towards her own and she started to kiss me passionately. Yuki insisted on eating me out. Each time she does it she gets more skilful and this time I found myself cumming as she stimulated my clit with her tongue while finger-fucking my pussy. I had to stifle my own moans as the pleasure became too intense and finally I told her to stop,
“Did you feel it? Am I any good?” Yuki asked anxiously.
“Honey, you were incredible – who have you been practising on?”
“Oh, no one”, Yuki responded immediately. “I just thought of what you did to me – I kept remembering it. Sometimes, I even touch myself and dream of you licking me – I can get really excited thinking of you – aren’t I sick.”
“Sick? I touch myself all the time. I am flattered you think of me.”
“Grace, you are the best thing that ever entered my life.”
“Rubbish!”
“No, it’s true._ I know you love Savita but you still make me feel less disgusted with myself. When I am with you, I can enjoy sex,”
“You never enjoy it with clients?”
“Never. I am ashamed because I am a prostitute. Often after the guy has fucked me, I cry afterwards. I feel the taste of cum in my mouth and have to wash it out again and again. And always I am scared that my friends or my mother will find out.”
“Then you should quit – it isn’t working.”
“But I need the money – and I am sacred of telling the owner I quit – he fucks me and tells me I am his girlfriend.”
“Do you think he loves you?”
“He says he is best for me and likes me. He lives with another woman who he says is a bitch but she has all the money.””
“Have you told him how much you hate working?”
“Yes but he says I’ll get used to it. And I am more used to it. Now I can do 3 guys in a day – before only 1 – and I cry less.”
“But you still hate it?”
“Yes, so much.”
“You need to find a new job. It’s eating you up.”
“But what can I do? I’m not very pretty – I can’t do anything else – I’m lucky he throws jobs my way – he says he pisses off the other girls who are prettier because he favours me.”
“Oh, so lucky! Isn’t he is just so generous”, I said, felling very angry. “Honey, the guys’ a sleazebag. He puts you down so that he can control you. You’re beautiful, clever – you can do so much.”
“You think?”
“I know. I can see it!” and I was not flattering her – she is so sexy and pretty and when I talk to her she has an enquiring mind. She isn’t dumb at all – just incredibly low self-esteem. “Yuki, I’ve got a project now – let’s find you a job that builds you up.”
“Grace, you’ve got more important things to do.”
“Honey, this is important – you’re too sweet to be used by a slimeball like that. I won’t let my friends be abused.”
Yuki looked almost in tears and said “But you have a lover.”
“Savita’s my life partner but you’re my friend – even my fuck buddy if you like.”
“I like so much!”
“Well then let’s get you out of this – then you’ll enjoy our fucks more.”
“I can’t enjoy them any more.”
“Well, we’ll test that out once you’ve got a better life – and that won’t be long.”
After that we started petting more and more heavily. We made love again – it was great sex – and afterwards Yuki dozed off in my arms. I lay awake a while thinking how to help this pretty girl and resolved that I would help her.
Yuki is a strange mixture of innocence and sexuality. She is not a slut like me. She does at most four men in a day and works 2 or 3 days a week. She has been working about a year and I would estimated she has had well over a hundred clients but she is not interested in thinking how many men and seems ashamed of what she does. She did tell me that I was her only woman.
We had a snack together and then Yuki invited me to her room – a flat shared with two other girls. When we went there, she immediately took me in her arms and held me. She asked me for a cuddle and we embraced as we stripped down – it was cold outside and so quite a bit of stripping down was needed. She said that the room had a “no men” rule but it was fine to have a girl stay. However, I knew she was a bit nervous that we didn’t make too much noise.
She said that her flatmates would think nothing of us sharing a shower together and so we showered, touching each other’s breasts and letting our fingers slip between each other’s legs, exploring as we washed. Then we retired back to her room and we kissed some more before I went down on Yuki who responded completely although she put her hand over mouth to muffle her groans. Her juices flowed freely and she seemed to be very excited. When she came, her body shuddered and she was virtually shoving her hands down her throat to block her cries.
She pushed me away from her pussy, pulling my face up towards her own and she started to kiss me passionately. Yuki insisted on eating me out. Each time she does it she gets more skilful and this time I found myself cumming as she stimulated my clit with her tongue while finger-fucking my pussy. I had to stifle my own moans as the pleasure became too intense and finally I told her to stop,
“Did you feel it? Am I any good?” Yuki asked anxiously.
“Honey, you were incredible – who have you been practising on?”
“Oh, no one”, Yuki responded immediately. “I just thought of what you did to me – I kept remembering it. Sometimes, I even touch myself and dream of you licking me – I can get really excited thinking of you – aren’t I sick.”
“Sick? I touch myself all the time. I am flattered you think of me.”
“Grace, you are the best thing that ever entered my life.”
“Rubbish!”
“No, it’s true._ I know you love Savita but you still make me feel less disgusted with myself. When I am with you, I can enjoy sex,”
“You never enjoy it with clients?”
“Never. I am ashamed because I am a prostitute. Often after the guy has fucked me, I cry afterwards. I feel the taste of cum in my mouth and have to wash it out again and again. And always I am scared that my friends or my mother will find out.”
“Then you should quit – it isn’t working.”
“But I need the money – and I am sacred of telling the owner I quit – he fucks me and tells me I am his girlfriend.”
“Do you think he loves you?”
“He says he is best for me and likes me. He lives with another woman who he says is a bitch but she has all the money.””
“Have you told him how much you hate working?”
“Yes but he says I’ll get used to it. And I am more used to it. Now I can do 3 guys in a day – before only 1 – and I cry less.”
“But you still hate it?”
“Yes, so much.”
“You need to find a new job. It’s eating you up.”
“But what can I do? I’m not very pretty – I can’t do anything else – I’m lucky he throws jobs my way – he says he pisses off the other girls who are prettier because he favours me.”
“Oh, so lucky! Isn’t he is just so generous”, I said, felling very angry. “Honey, the guys’ a sleazebag. He puts you down so that he can control you. You’re beautiful, clever – you can do so much.”
“You think?”
“I know. I can see it!” and I was not flattering her – she is so sexy and pretty and when I talk to her she has an enquiring mind. She isn’t dumb at all – just incredibly low self-esteem. “Yuki, I’ve got a project now – let’s find you a job that builds you up.”
“Grace, you’ve got more important things to do.”
“Honey, this is important – you’re too sweet to be used by a slimeball like that. I won’t let my friends be abused.”
Yuki looked almost in tears and said “But you have a lover.”
“Savita’s my life partner but you’re my friend – even my fuck buddy if you like.”
“I like so much!”
“Well then let’s get you out of this – then you’ll enjoy our fucks more.”
“I can’t enjoy them any more.”
“Well, we’ll test that out once you’ve got a better life – and that won’t be long.”
After that we started petting more and more heavily. We made love again – it was great sex – and afterwards Yuki dozed off in my arms. I lay awake a while thinking how to help this pretty girl and resolved that I would help her.
Always True to You, Darling, in MY Fashion
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Friday, April 23, 2010
A Few Posts at Once
Typed up a lot over the last weeks but finally got to post them. That’s why so many on one day. Given I am using Wordpress and Blogspot. It takes a bit of time to post and so I keep putting off. Sorry to be so slow to post.
Surprising Arrangements
The arranger from the last time was keen to see me again in a gangbang situation and is setting up another one. But this time he wanted to see me with a “white girl”. I immediately thought of Chantelle and rang her up.
I was surprised but also pleased when Chantelle explained that she was no longer working. Sylvie didn’t like her being a hooker and so she was now assisting Sylvie in her new enterprise. Chantelle sounded so happy and I was delighted that she and Sylvie were going so well. I am realty impressed by the love and support that Sylvie is giving to Chantelle and I know Chantelle is returning the love completely. Chantelle suggested Joanna with whom I had done a gangbang some time back. Joanna is a luscious upmarket blonde who I got on ok with, although her girlfriend, Simone, and I clashed.
Chantelle gave me the only number she has for Joanna and I called her. After I explained who I was, I asked her if she was interested or if she knew anyone who would be. Joanna expressed interest in meeting to talk about it and invited me to her place. I asked if that was wise since Simone would be angry. “Oh Simone is history”, she laughed. “My new girlfriend is cool about things. I think you might have even met her.”
“Oh?” I said. “Who is she?”
“Oh, I’m not sure you’d remember her”, she replied casually. “I’ll introduce you when you call in.”
So, I went the next day at about lunchtime to Joanna’s place which was only about 10 minutes walk from mine.
I rang the bell and Joanna released security. I went up to her apartment and had an enormous shock. Annette opened the door and said “Hello, Grace.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked, confused.
“Oh Jo thought I should see you”, she said and she gave Joanna who was next to her a peck on the cheek. I was feeling very dumb.
“You are Joanna’s new gf?” I asked.
“Yes”, she said.
“But how… why…”
“Remember Joanna and I worked together before – well we have gone one stage and are living together.”
“Does John know? Why didn’t he tell me?”
“I made him promise not to tell – I wanted to tell you myself. He was a bit annoyed that I hadn’t told you before. “
“My sister? Chantelle – they knew?”
“I think John hasn’t told your sister because he didn’t want to put an awkward situation – John is always considerate of everyone.”
“He’s a nice guy”, Joanna chipped in.
“As for Chantelle, she knows nothing – she’s so fucking stupid that she’d have told everyone,” Annette said
I was actually very angry at that statement and snapped back “Chantelle is the nicest, sweetest girl.”
Joanna stepped in saying “You’re absolutely right, Grace. I like her a lot but she does talk a lot. Don’t get so annoyed. Ann is a bit outspoken sometimes but she likes Chantelle as much as I do.”
I decided to switch tack and said to Joanna “Well, I guess you’re not interested in the job – this was why you invited me – to make me feel a fool.”
“Oh honey, not at all – I am deadly serious about the job if it pays well.”
So I discussed the job with her and she asked “Well, Ann? Should I do it? Sounds like I will get well paid and it’s not the first gangbang I’ve done? Or maybe you want to do it?”
“You do whatever- not for me.” Annette replied. “but do you think you can stand to be with her (indicating me?. You never know where her pussy has been. God to think I once liked that flat-breasted bitch. How could you do lez with her – the stench of all the cum she ‘s taken will turn your stomach.”
At that point I got up and walked to the door, saying “forget it – I don’t need this kind of rubbish. I’ll find someone else.”
I had hardly left the building when my phone rang. It was Joanna who said that I shouldn’t mind Annette - she was just a little upset and could I wait a few hours before finding someone else. Joanna said she thought it would be a great job.
I told her to let me know if she could do it but I would have to find someone else quite quickly. Actually, I was already thinking who to get and had been wondering whether to try Simone even though we were not friends – after all this was business but then I remembered that Simone freaked out when I sucked without a condom.
Also, I was very upset by what Annette had said – especially the “flat-breasted” bit. I know my tits are small compared to Annette, Joanna and even Savita but they are ok, I think, for an Asian girl. I am 86-70-91 (I think this is 34-27-36).
Joanna would be a good partner because she was so sexy and the customers would love her but I was too angry. I called Chantelle and asked her if she knew anyone else and Chantelle said she would think about it. When I repeated what Annette had said about me, Chantelle called her a “stupid fucking bitch” and told me I was the sexiest woman she knew – apart from Sylvie.
Chantelle may not always say the right things but she is nice and she did make me feel a lot better. I had hesitated to ring Sue for suggestions because I was worried she might be upset about not being asked again – I know how much the cash would mean to her and Lisa - but I was about to ring her when Joanna called again and asked me to meet at a coffee shop near her place.
I said ok and Joanna was there when I arrived. She immediately started to apologise for Annette’s words and told me that I should ignore it. Annette had some issues: she was still a little in love with me and had been very upset that I didn’t seem at all jealous. Joanna said Annette was really a nice girl but I had hurt her bad. Also Annette had a bad habit of going over the top and then calming down.
Joanna said she really wanted the job and in the long run Annette had agreed that it was a good idea. So if I would accept her, she would be keen to do it. In some ways I didn’t want her but the fact that Joanna was ideal for the job meant that I agreed and we set up a meeting with the organiser for the following day.
That evening, I told Savita what Annette had said and she was furious. “Chantelle was right she is a stupid fucking bitch. You have the loveliest tits in the world. I love them.”
I asked John why he had not told me and he apologised and explained that Annette had only moved in two weeks ago and that was the first he had heard of Joanna. He had been sworn to secrecy and had been promised that I would be told very soon but Annette wanted to tell me herself- he hadn’t told my sister because he thought it might be awkward for her. I realised that he was trying to maintain a delicate balance between the mothers of his two children and I couldn’t get angry.
He was clearly very annoyed when he heard how Annette had spoken to me but I told him to pretend he hadn’t heard. I don’t want to create a quarrel between him and Annette since it might limit access to his son.
Anyway, now I know and I hope Annette and Joanna can be happy together but Annette needs to be a bit careful I think and spend more time valuing Joanna who is a very hot desirable woman than venting spleen against me.
The gangbang with Joanna should be interesting – Savita has asked a lot of questions about Joanna and doesn’t seem that happy about the forthcoming gangbang – she says Joanna sounds too pretty and I’ll probably rush off with her. I laughed at this and reminded her that Yuki was very pretty and I wasn’t rushing off with her. I offered to step aside and let Sue take my place but Savita said I should do it and she wanted a full report.
I was surprised but also pleased when Chantelle explained that she was no longer working. Sylvie didn’t like her being a hooker and so she was now assisting Sylvie in her new enterprise. Chantelle sounded so happy and I was delighted that she and Sylvie were going so well. I am realty impressed by the love and support that Sylvie is giving to Chantelle and I know Chantelle is returning the love completely. Chantelle suggested Joanna with whom I had done a gangbang some time back. Joanna is a luscious upmarket blonde who I got on ok with, although her girlfriend, Simone, and I clashed.
Chantelle gave me the only number she has for Joanna and I called her. After I explained who I was, I asked her if she was interested or if she knew anyone who would be. Joanna expressed interest in meeting to talk about it and invited me to her place. I asked if that was wise since Simone would be angry. “Oh Simone is history”, she laughed. “My new girlfriend is cool about things. I think you might have even met her.”
“Oh?” I said. “Who is she?”
“Oh, I’m not sure you’d remember her”, she replied casually. “I’ll introduce you when you call in.”
So, I went the next day at about lunchtime to Joanna’s place which was only about 10 minutes walk from mine.
I rang the bell and Joanna released security. I went up to her apartment and had an enormous shock. Annette opened the door and said “Hello, Grace.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked, confused.
“Oh Jo thought I should see you”, she said and she gave Joanna who was next to her a peck on the cheek. I was feeling very dumb.
“You are Joanna’s new gf?” I asked.
“Yes”, she said.
“But how… why…”
“Remember Joanna and I worked together before – well we have gone one stage and are living together.”
“Does John know? Why didn’t he tell me?”
“I made him promise not to tell – I wanted to tell you myself. He was a bit annoyed that I hadn’t told you before. “
“My sister? Chantelle – they knew?”
“I think John hasn’t told your sister because he didn’t want to put an awkward situation – John is always considerate of everyone.”
“He’s a nice guy”, Joanna chipped in.
“As for Chantelle, she knows nothing – she’s so fucking stupid that she’d have told everyone,” Annette said
I was actually very angry at that statement and snapped back “Chantelle is the nicest, sweetest girl.”
Joanna stepped in saying “You’re absolutely right, Grace. I like her a lot but she does talk a lot. Don’t get so annoyed. Ann is a bit outspoken sometimes but she likes Chantelle as much as I do.”
I decided to switch tack and said to Joanna “Well, I guess you’re not interested in the job – this was why you invited me – to make me feel a fool.”
“Oh honey, not at all – I am deadly serious about the job if it pays well.”
So I discussed the job with her and she asked “Well, Ann? Should I do it? Sounds like I will get well paid and it’s not the first gangbang I’ve done? Or maybe you want to do it?”
“You do whatever- not for me.” Annette replied. “but do you think you can stand to be with her (indicating me?. You never know where her pussy has been. God to think I once liked that flat-breasted bitch. How could you do lez with her – the stench of all the cum she ‘s taken will turn your stomach.”
At that point I got up and walked to the door, saying “forget it – I don’t need this kind of rubbish. I’ll find someone else.”
I had hardly left the building when my phone rang. It was Joanna who said that I shouldn’t mind Annette - she was just a little upset and could I wait a few hours before finding someone else. Joanna said she thought it would be a great job.
I told her to let me know if she could do it but I would have to find someone else quite quickly. Actually, I was already thinking who to get and had been wondering whether to try Simone even though we were not friends – after all this was business but then I remembered that Simone freaked out when I sucked without a condom.
Also, I was very upset by what Annette had said – especially the “flat-breasted” bit. I know my tits are small compared to Annette, Joanna and even Savita but they are ok, I think, for an Asian girl. I am 86-70-91 (I think this is 34-27-36).
Joanna would be a good partner because she was so sexy and the customers would love her but I was too angry. I called Chantelle and asked her if she knew anyone else and Chantelle said she would think about it. When I repeated what Annette had said about me, Chantelle called her a “stupid fucking bitch” and told me I was the sexiest woman she knew – apart from Sylvie.
Chantelle may not always say the right things but she is nice and she did make me feel a lot better. I had hesitated to ring Sue for suggestions because I was worried she might be upset about not being asked again – I know how much the cash would mean to her and Lisa - but I was about to ring her when Joanna called again and asked me to meet at a coffee shop near her place.
I said ok and Joanna was there when I arrived. She immediately started to apologise for Annette’s words and told me that I should ignore it. Annette had some issues: she was still a little in love with me and had been very upset that I didn’t seem at all jealous. Joanna said Annette was really a nice girl but I had hurt her bad. Also Annette had a bad habit of going over the top and then calming down.
Joanna said she really wanted the job and in the long run Annette had agreed that it was a good idea. So if I would accept her, she would be keen to do it. In some ways I didn’t want her but the fact that Joanna was ideal for the job meant that I agreed and we set up a meeting with the organiser for the following day.
That evening, I told Savita what Annette had said and she was furious. “Chantelle was right she is a stupid fucking bitch. You have the loveliest tits in the world. I love them.”
I asked John why he had not told me and he apologised and explained that Annette had only moved in two weeks ago and that was the first he had heard of Joanna. He had been sworn to secrecy and had been promised that I would be told very soon but Annette wanted to tell me herself- he hadn’t told my sister because he thought it might be awkward for her. I realised that he was trying to maintain a delicate balance between the mothers of his two children and I couldn’t get angry.
He was clearly very annoyed when he heard how Annette had spoken to me but I told him to pretend he hadn’t heard. I don’t want to create a quarrel between him and Annette since it might limit access to his son.
Anyway, now I know and I hope Annette and Joanna can be happy together but Annette needs to be a bit careful I think and spend more time valuing Joanna who is a very hot desirable woman than venting spleen against me.
The gangbang with Joanna should be interesting – Savita has asked a lot of questions about Joanna and doesn’t seem that happy about the forthcoming gangbang – she says Joanna sounds too pretty and I’ll probably rush off with her. I laughed at this and reminded her that Yuki was very pretty and I wasn’t rushing off with her. I offered to step aside and let Sue take my place but Savita said I should do it and she wanted a full report.
My Stupid Brother
I had hoped that things would settle down between my brother and us but it turned even worse and I am really furious beyond belief. He went too far – he virtually forced Mum out of her own home by telling her that she must not talk to us until we apologised to him and started a more appropriate life-style.
Mum absolutely refused to agree and in the long run, she just packed up and walked out. She rang up my sister in tears and my sister calmed her and asked her to come here immediately – she is now in Sydney staying with her friends and is regularly calling around to our place– and most welcome by all of us. Even John is losing his air of caution about her.
My brother rang up John, asking where his mother is and John told him that he had to call her directly – after all he had her mobile number. John tried to calm things down but, in the end, John said he got so irritated by my brother’s unwillingness to even acknowledge the extended olive branches that he finished up saying in uncharacteristically outspoken and firm manner that he thought my brother needed to behave better to his mother and he should apologise to her.
(This is, however, understated relative to the venom that my sister is spitting towards our brother. In fact, I think John spoke out to make two points – that my brother’s actions were over the top and that he 100% supported his lover.) In the meantime, I am using the time to spend more time with my mother and letting our daughter get to know her grandmother. I think things will calm after a while but it is unacceptable that my mother feels unable to stay at her own home. I told her she should have kicked him out but she said she couldn’t do that.
I really wonder what is going on in my brother’s head. I think John may have hit the nail on the head when he suggested that maybe my brother is frustrated by his lack of control over things and is trying to assert his position at a time when he so desperately wants to be the head of family for his forthcoming child. Whatever it is, I wish he would act more like the warm and open person he had been in the past.
Mum absolutely refused to agree and in the long run, she just packed up and walked out. She rang up my sister in tears and my sister calmed her and asked her to come here immediately – she is now in Sydney staying with her friends and is regularly calling around to our place– and most welcome by all of us. Even John is losing his air of caution about her.
My brother rang up John, asking where his mother is and John told him that he had to call her directly – after all he had her mobile number. John tried to calm things down but, in the end, John said he got so irritated by my brother’s unwillingness to even acknowledge the extended olive branches that he finished up saying in uncharacteristically outspoken and firm manner that he thought my brother needed to behave better to his mother and he should apologise to her.
(This is, however, understated relative to the venom that my sister is spitting towards our brother. In fact, I think John spoke out to make two points – that my brother’s actions were over the top and that he 100% supported his lover.) In the meantime, I am using the time to spend more time with my mother and letting our daughter get to know her grandmother. I think things will calm after a while but it is unacceptable that my mother feels unable to stay at her own home. I told her she should have kicked him out but she said she couldn’t do that.
I really wonder what is going on in my brother’s head. I think John may have hit the nail on the head when he suggested that maybe my brother is frustrated by his lack of control over things and is trying to assert his position at a time when he so desperately wants to be the head of family for his forthcoming child. Whatever it is, I wish he would act more like the warm and open person he had been in the past.
Better This Time
To be honest, the last gangbang I did was not much fun. I was all the time worrying if Yuki would make it through and what would be the impact on her. In fact, I had been so distracted at the time that I had forgotten that I had given my work mobile number (I have 2) to one of the guys – the one who told me he preferred me to Yuki.
He called me about a week later and asked if he could set up another gangbang – this time 15 guys. They wanted two girls and asked me to find the second girl - someone who was a good fuck and wouldn’t freak out like “that other girl”. They wanted Asian but also someone I would be comfortable “doing” at the start. Chantelle was out although I owe her a referral – she isn’t Asian. Wei is still intense over my choosing Savita and I do not need trouble. Lin is still absent and I did not want to get any of the other girls from work – could be trouble since then the brothel owner will want a share. I talked to Savita and she suggested Jane or Lisa. Ever since her attack on Lisa, I have been a little cool on Jane and also – and this is a horrible thing to say – she is probably not young-looking enough for the guys.
I called Lisa and she said she is still not working and a gangbang was a little too much for her anyway. She then said to me “Why don’t you ask Sue?” I said that I was worried about creating trouble. Lisa said that the money would be really helpful what with their little one and her not working. I asked her carefully how would she feel about me and Sue together given there was a lesbian act at the start and I really was terrified of making the same stupid mistake as last time.
Lisa laughed “Face it, Grace – you couldn’t get Sue now – I am not jealous.” Then she changed that remark by saying “Actually I am still fucking jealous of you – but I also know that I can trust both of you. And this is work and as I said, we really need the money. I will want her to come straight home after - maybe you can bring Savita to dinner. “
I said I would have to talk to Savita and come back to her. Savita was not that comfortable with it. “This is not some young hooker – this is the woman that you have had a long relationship with. Maybe you will fall back with her. I am much more jealous of Sue than of Yuki. Can you try Yuki again?”
I said Yuki was out of the question even if she agreed, the arranger had excluded her. I said that I would think of someone else but then Savita said that she was surprised that Lisa agreed and that she would call Lisa and talk about it. After talking to Lisa, Savita said that it was probably best to do it with Sue since we would be a “class act” and that we had to be trusted. She was also very sensitive to Lisa’s anxiety about money.
Lisa asked Sue and Sue agreed – after being sure that Lisa was really ok with it. I had not realised how anxious they are about money until now. So, I introduced Sue to the organiser at a café in the city. He asked her had she ever done a gangbang. Sue explained that she had once. Could she do girl-girl with me? Sue just smiled and said that she thought she would be able to.
He reminded her that there would be 15 guys doing her and asked if she could cope. She said she was sure she could. We were at a coffee shop and he asked us to kiss to show we could touch each other. So we gave each other a passionate kiss using tongue. It was so staged that I felt nothing and Sue didn’t seem to be any more engaged. We were focused on getting Sue accepted as the second girl.
The organiser then moved close to Sue and slid his hand between her legs and up her skirt. (It was hidden from the view of the rest of the café by the table and even I couldn’t see what he was doing but I could guess and Sue confirmed later.) Sue just smiled and said “Not too much of a free sample, hon.” But she did not move his hand off her and let him play. The guy then said – even while still fingering her through her pants – “I was hoping for someone younger”.
“Younger, yeah,” I said, “like Yuki, someone who will freak out when she sees all the men who she has to fuck. Sue is a class act and she’s got a gorgeous body that is so loved by her lovers. She gives great head and is hot and horny. She’s my choice as a partner and I’m so pleased she consented – I was worried she’d say no.”
“You two lovers or something?”
“Oh”, I replied, trying to look a bit embarrassed, “let’s just we’re fuck buddies – both of us like guys too much to be lovers – but I do enjoy a taste of Mimi’s (Sue’s name for this caper) sweet pussy.”
“So, Mimi, you like fucking – maybe we can make it cheaper.”
“Oh, honey, we can’t do that”, I broke in. “Mimi can’t get less than me – since she is such a star, we’re so lucky she agreed at all.”
“Ok, maybe both of you can make it cheaper? $25K is a lot for us to pay out.”
“Let’s be clear about this – it’s $200 an hour for me for one guy. And that doesn’t count extras for bareback blow jobs and sex and also even anal. So make it $300 minimum for one hour. 15 guys makes that $4.5K. 2 girls makes $9K. 5 hours that’s $45K – we’re giving you a $20K discount and you’re complaining. We will work hard to please you – remember gangbangs are fun but they are really hard to do and I’m better off just working another day or so – so much easier. You’re getting silver quality girls and you want to pay bargain basement prices. Come on, Mimi – it looks like these guys are real cheapskates – let them hire a couple of 40 year old clapped out girls who will do it on the cheap.”
I stood up and Sue began to move also when he said “ok.. ok … let’s not haggle - $25K but you better work for it.”
“Oh we will – you won’t regret getting a class act like us!” So we agreed the details – similar to last time. Everyone needed an up-to-date HIV test – we would do bareback oral and sex but anal was only possible if covered. Any violence and the gig was up immediately with payment in full on the spot. Half up-front. It was $25L even if some guys were no shows. We would do a fully explicit genuine lesbian act as a warm-up for a half hour but we would work with them and if they wanted to shorten or extend the time of the lesbian act, it was their call. We would start at 1pm and finish at 6pm with a toilet break and time to drink of 5 minutes per hour as needed. They could call us any names they wanted. Based upon these details, over a five hour period, two Asian sluts, Mimi and Keiko (as I call myself at gangbangs) would serve 15 men with a totally sexual services and let any man cum in their pussies or mouths as many times as they wanted.
When we were on the way home, Sue said to me “God, girl, you were on fire today – I loved that bit about liking men too much to be lovers – beautiful – and thanks for pushing so hard to get me the gig. You’re a hard negotiator, that argument about the cost was awesome! I wish I could bargain that well.”
I laughed but I was flattered by Sue’s praise and I had a good feel about this event. Sue invited me in and told Lisa what I had said. Lisa laughed and said “I never thought you were so good a negotiator.” I was quite pleased at myself but I remembered John’s words that he applies to himself, “Everytime I think how clever I am, something comes along to remind me how wrong I am!”
The day came and I drove Sue and me to the venue – a flat like last time but a different one. I called the arranger on my mobile and he came down with his mate. They paid us half the money which I hid and then we went up, the mate had his arms around me and the organiser put his arms around Sue.
When we walked in there was a DVD playing showing what looked like a gang bang with a group of black men doing an Asian girl. The organiser clearly wanted the guys in the mood which suited me. they were a lot more rowdy than the last one.
All 15 guts had turned up. They were standing around the sides of the room . The blinds were drawn. Like last time a couple of mattresses had been put in the middle. The room was not that large and it was pretty crowded but it was workable. Most of the guys were new but there were a few familiar faces from last time.
I led Sue to the middle of the room and said “Hi I’m Keiko. I’m proud to introduce Mimi. Together we’re out to please you – we’re looking forward to a lot of lovely fucks from all of you but first, Mimi and I want to please each other so that we’re really in the mood for all your lovely big cocks”.
Then Sue and I started to kiss and strip each other. Both of us were wearing good practical hooker wear which could be removed smoothly and our kisses became increasingly passionate as our hands explored each other. The guys were cheering in the background. Sue and I lay down on the mattress and I moved into position so I could eat her pussy. It was so good to explore a familiar body and I got her to an excited state quite quickly and Sue then started licking me and I was very turned on by the skilful way she stimulated my clit.”
But after about a quarter of an hour of play together, one of the guys shouted out “How abouit our cocks, you sluts,”
I broke off from Sue and said “So you all are ready for us now, boys?”
Clearly they were and this time most of the pants were off. I went to the nearest and knelt before him and started to suck. Sue immediately did the same, moving to another part of the room. It was so good not having to guide her like Yuki.
Soon the two groups had formed around us and I was being fucked doggy style while alternating between sucking on a couple of cocks which were in front of me. It wasn’t long before some guys were cumming and from what I saw, Sue was being equally used.
Gradually Sue and I migrated to the mattresses and we were positioned so that our heads were very close. At one point, guys came in both Sue’s and my mouth at almost the same time and I took the opportunity to move my face to her and to kiss, sharing cum in a totally provocative way. The guys were really turned on by this as the cum moved between Sue’s and my mouth before we both finally swallowed.
After about 90 minutes, one guy came up and said “I want to fuck your ass”. I said “O.k. then put on a condom.” He sad “No fucking condoms” and I said “Then no anal”. He was getting quite aggro and one of the other guys said to him “Cool it mate – those are the rules.” Suddenly the guy took a swing at the one who had tried to calm him and things looked nasty but two other guys grabbed the aggressive one and bundled him out of the room. Next I saw he was putting on his clothes and being marched out.
“Well”, said the organiser in a despondent tone “I guess you can say we’ve had violence and finish now?”
“Maybe, we could”. I said, “but the idea of the rule was to protect us and you boys showed good faith and did that. We’re not out to cheat you and so, unless you want to break off, I’d say let’s get back to fun and enjoy and forget about that incident.”
We did just that and the mood became really friendly. We had a break about mid-way through – we hadn’t used the toilet breaks - even the interlude in which the guy was ejected had been short -and we had not really broken off except to say we would continue. During the break, the men’s hands were all over us but not in a nasty way and quite a few said thank you for being “good sports” and such.
After the break we went back to work and I was covered in spunk by the time we finished. I had also cum three times and was exhausted. The guys were pretty done after around 5.30pm and so we finished off with Sue and me licking the cum off each other.
When we finished the guys applauded and Sue and I went off and showered (together). When we came out the guys were dressed and we received the pay. Sue got them to give me all the money and I checked it and packed it away.
The organiser and one other guy insisted on walking us to our car – apparently one of the other guys had called to say that the guy who had been ejected was still hanging around and they wanted to make sure he didn’t give us trouble. We didn’t see the guy and drove off safely but I appreciated the consideration the guys had shown us.
Savita came straight to Sue and Lisa’s place after work and we had dinner together – it was take-away since Lisa had had a busy day with her young one who is not so well at the moment – Sue and Lisa are worried she might be asthmatic.
Sue commented that I seemed to really get into the gangbang and I agreed that I enjoyed it. She commented that for her it was just work.
We had to share out the cash. Sue surprised me and said I should take $15K and she would have $10K since I was the organiser and introducer. I said that was rubbish and that she should get $15K since she helped me out so much and while I enjoyed it, she found it hard.
We squabbled a bit and Sue said she didn’t want charity and she would only take her fair share. I said that it was a fair share in my mind – and it was not charity – we were close friends for so long that we always wanted to help each other – how often had Sue helped me! We finally agreed to split $12.5K each.
I did enjoy the session and I really hope I can work more with Sue.
He called me about a week later and asked if he could set up another gangbang – this time 15 guys. They wanted two girls and asked me to find the second girl - someone who was a good fuck and wouldn’t freak out like “that other girl”. They wanted Asian but also someone I would be comfortable “doing” at the start. Chantelle was out although I owe her a referral – she isn’t Asian. Wei is still intense over my choosing Savita and I do not need trouble. Lin is still absent and I did not want to get any of the other girls from work – could be trouble since then the brothel owner will want a share. I talked to Savita and she suggested Jane or Lisa. Ever since her attack on Lisa, I have been a little cool on Jane and also – and this is a horrible thing to say – she is probably not young-looking enough for the guys.
I called Lisa and she said she is still not working and a gangbang was a little too much for her anyway. She then said to me “Why don’t you ask Sue?” I said that I was worried about creating trouble. Lisa said that the money would be really helpful what with their little one and her not working. I asked her carefully how would she feel about me and Sue together given there was a lesbian act at the start and I really was terrified of making the same stupid mistake as last time.
Lisa laughed “Face it, Grace – you couldn’t get Sue now – I am not jealous.” Then she changed that remark by saying “Actually I am still fucking jealous of you – but I also know that I can trust both of you. And this is work and as I said, we really need the money. I will want her to come straight home after - maybe you can bring Savita to dinner. “
I said I would have to talk to Savita and come back to her. Savita was not that comfortable with it. “This is not some young hooker – this is the woman that you have had a long relationship with. Maybe you will fall back with her. I am much more jealous of Sue than of Yuki. Can you try Yuki again?”
I said Yuki was out of the question even if she agreed, the arranger had excluded her. I said that I would think of someone else but then Savita said that she was surprised that Lisa agreed and that she would call Lisa and talk about it. After talking to Lisa, Savita said that it was probably best to do it with Sue since we would be a “class act” and that we had to be trusted. She was also very sensitive to Lisa’s anxiety about money.
Lisa asked Sue and Sue agreed – after being sure that Lisa was really ok with it. I had not realised how anxious they are about money until now. So, I introduced Sue to the organiser at a café in the city. He asked her had she ever done a gangbang. Sue explained that she had once. Could she do girl-girl with me? Sue just smiled and said that she thought she would be able to.
He reminded her that there would be 15 guys doing her and asked if she could cope. She said she was sure she could. We were at a coffee shop and he asked us to kiss to show we could touch each other. So we gave each other a passionate kiss using tongue. It was so staged that I felt nothing and Sue didn’t seem to be any more engaged. We were focused on getting Sue accepted as the second girl.
The organiser then moved close to Sue and slid his hand between her legs and up her skirt. (It was hidden from the view of the rest of the café by the table and even I couldn’t see what he was doing but I could guess and Sue confirmed later.) Sue just smiled and said “Not too much of a free sample, hon.” But she did not move his hand off her and let him play. The guy then said – even while still fingering her through her pants – “I was hoping for someone younger”.
“Younger, yeah,” I said, “like Yuki, someone who will freak out when she sees all the men who she has to fuck. Sue is a class act and she’s got a gorgeous body that is so loved by her lovers. She gives great head and is hot and horny. She’s my choice as a partner and I’m so pleased she consented – I was worried she’d say no.”
“You two lovers or something?”
“Oh”, I replied, trying to look a bit embarrassed, “let’s just we’re fuck buddies – both of us like guys too much to be lovers – but I do enjoy a taste of Mimi’s (Sue’s name for this caper) sweet pussy.”
“So, Mimi, you like fucking – maybe we can make it cheaper.”
“Oh, honey, we can’t do that”, I broke in. “Mimi can’t get less than me – since she is such a star, we’re so lucky she agreed at all.”
“Ok, maybe both of you can make it cheaper? $25K is a lot for us to pay out.”
“Let’s be clear about this – it’s $200 an hour for me for one guy. And that doesn’t count extras for bareback blow jobs and sex and also even anal. So make it $300 minimum for one hour. 15 guys makes that $4.5K. 2 girls makes $9K. 5 hours that’s $45K – we’re giving you a $20K discount and you’re complaining. We will work hard to please you – remember gangbangs are fun but they are really hard to do and I’m better off just working another day or so – so much easier. You’re getting silver quality girls and you want to pay bargain basement prices. Come on, Mimi – it looks like these guys are real cheapskates – let them hire a couple of 40 year old clapped out girls who will do it on the cheap.”
I stood up and Sue began to move also when he said “ok.. ok … let’s not haggle - $25K but you better work for it.”
“Oh we will – you won’t regret getting a class act like us!” So we agreed the details – similar to last time. Everyone needed an up-to-date HIV test – we would do bareback oral and sex but anal was only possible if covered. Any violence and the gig was up immediately with payment in full on the spot. Half up-front. It was $25L even if some guys were no shows. We would do a fully explicit genuine lesbian act as a warm-up for a half hour but we would work with them and if they wanted to shorten or extend the time of the lesbian act, it was their call. We would start at 1pm and finish at 6pm with a toilet break and time to drink of 5 minutes per hour as needed. They could call us any names they wanted. Based upon these details, over a five hour period, two Asian sluts, Mimi and Keiko (as I call myself at gangbangs) would serve 15 men with a totally sexual services and let any man cum in their pussies or mouths as many times as they wanted.
When we were on the way home, Sue said to me “God, girl, you were on fire today – I loved that bit about liking men too much to be lovers – beautiful – and thanks for pushing so hard to get me the gig. You’re a hard negotiator, that argument about the cost was awesome! I wish I could bargain that well.”
I laughed but I was flattered by Sue’s praise and I had a good feel about this event. Sue invited me in and told Lisa what I had said. Lisa laughed and said “I never thought you were so good a negotiator.” I was quite pleased at myself but I remembered John’s words that he applies to himself, “Everytime I think how clever I am, something comes along to remind me how wrong I am!”
The day came and I drove Sue and me to the venue – a flat like last time but a different one. I called the arranger on my mobile and he came down with his mate. They paid us half the money which I hid and then we went up, the mate had his arms around me and the organiser put his arms around Sue.
When we walked in there was a DVD playing showing what looked like a gang bang with a group of black men doing an Asian girl. The organiser clearly wanted the guys in the mood which suited me. they were a lot more rowdy than the last one.
All 15 guts had turned up. They were standing around the sides of the room . The blinds were drawn. Like last time a couple of mattresses had been put in the middle. The room was not that large and it was pretty crowded but it was workable. Most of the guys were new but there were a few familiar faces from last time.
I led Sue to the middle of the room and said “Hi I’m Keiko. I’m proud to introduce Mimi. Together we’re out to please you – we’re looking forward to a lot of lovely fucks from all of you but first, Mimi and I want to please each other so that we’re really in the mood for all your lovely big cocks”.
Then Sue and I started to kiss and strip each other. Both of us were wearing good practical hooker wear which could be removed smoothly and our kisses became increasingly passionate as our hands explored each other. The guys were cheering in the background. Sue and I lay down on the mattress and I moved into position so I could eat her pussy. It was so good to explore a familiar body and I got her to an excited state quite quickly and Sue then started licking me and I was very turned on by the skilful way she stimulated my clit.”
But after about a quarter of an hour of play together, one of the guys shouted out “How abouit our cocks, you sluts,”
I broke off from Sue and said “So you all are ready for us now, boys?”
Clearly they were and this time most of the pants were off. I went to the nearest and knelt before him and started to suck. Sue immediately did the same, moving to another part of the room. It was so good not having to guide her like Yuki.
Soon the two groups had formed around us and I was being fucked doggy style while alternating between sucking on a couple of cocks which were in front of me. It wasn’t long before some guys were cumming and from what I saw, Sue was being equally used.
Gradually Sue and I migrated to the mattresses and we were positioned so that our heads were very close. At one point, guys came in both Sue’s and my mouth at almost the same time and I took the opportunity to move my face to her and to kiss, sharing cum in a totally provocative way. The guys were really turned on by this as the cum moved between Sue’s and my mouth before we both finally swallowed.
After about 90 minutes, one guy came up and said “I want to fuck your ass”. I said “O.k. then put on a condom.” He sad “No fucking condoms” and I said “Then no anal”. He was getting quite aggro and one of the other guys said to him “Cool it mate – those are the rules.” Suddenly the guy took a swing at the one who had tried to calm him and things looked nasty but two other guys grabbed the aggressive one and bundled him out of the room. Next I saw he was putting on his clothes and being marched out.
“Well”, said the organiser in a despondent tone “I guess you can say we’ve had violence and finish now?”
“Maybe, we could”. I said, “but the idea of the rule was to protect us and you boys showed good faith and did that. We’re not out to cheat you and so, unless you want to break off, I’d say let’s get back to fun and enjoy and forget about that incident.”
We did just that and the mood became really friendly. We had a break about mid-way through – we hadn’t used the toilet breaks - even the interlude in which the guy was ejected had been short -and we had not really broken off except to say we would continue. During the break, the men’s hands were all over us but not in a nasty way and quite a few said thank you for being “good sports” and such.
After the break we went back to work and I was covered in spunk by the time we finished. I had also cum three times and was exhausted. The guys were pretty done after around 5.30pm and so we finished off with Sue and me licking the cum off each other.
When we finished the guys applauded and Sue and I went off and showered (together). When we came out the guys were dressed and we received the pay. Sue got them to give me all the money and I checked it and packed it away.
The organiser and one other guy insisted on walking us to our car – apparently one of the other guys had called to say that the guy who had been ejected was still hanging around and they wanted to make sure he didn’t give us trouble. We didn’t see the guy and drove off safely but I appreciated the consideration the guys had shown us.
Savita came straight to Sue and Lisa’s place after work and we had dinner together – it was take-away since Lisa had had a busy day with her young one who is not so well at the moment – Sue and Lisa are worried she might be asthmatic.
Sue commented that I seemed to really get into the gangbang and I agreed that I enjoyed it. She commented that for her it was just work.
We had to share out the cash. Sue surprised me and said I should take $15K and she would have $10K since I was the organiser and introducer. I said that was rubbish and that she should get $15K since she helped me out so much and while I enjoyed it, she found it hard.
We squabbled a bit and Sue said she didn’t want charity and she would only take her fair share. I said that it was a fair share in my mind – and it was not charity – we were close friends for so long that we always wanted to help each other – how often had Sue helped me! We finally agreed to split $12.5K each.
I did enjoy the session and I really hope I can work more with Sue.
Changes and Decisions
My sister told me that she has decided to have a baby with John. My first question was that has she talked it over with John and she had. He had some concerns since he pointed out his age and had responsibilities already for two children.
Her response was that she took total responsibility for having the baby and if she waited, John would get older. She said she wanted to have a baby with the only man she loves and wants to sleep with. She understood he was already responsible for two other children but was it fair that she should never have a child because of this – and she said that she only wanted a baby with the man who was her life partner.
John had accepted her comments but suggested she should wait. They have only been lovers a short time. She said she didn’t want to wait. She knew her heart. John finally agreed she told me andshe had stopped taking the pill last month.
She then asked me how I felt about it. My comment was it was not my right to feel anything – this was between John and her but I did wonder if was not a bit rushed.
Her comment was that John was in his fifties – she had to be realistic that he would be around forever and she wanted her child to have as many years with his or her marvellous dad as is possible. She said she wished she had had more time with our dad. (That hit me hard because I lost too many years with him because of my quarrel with my family – and it is one of my deepest debts to John that he pushed me to reconcile – I have lot of guilt there given how good a man my dad was.)
My sister stressed that she knew John would still focus on our daughter and he would not neglect her. She said she wanted my support and hoped I would accept her child. I assured her that I wanted John and her to be as happy as possible.
She said that I was the first person she had told of her decision but she was going to tell our mum and Savita. I commented how close she seemed to be to Savita- emphasising that I was happy about this. My sister said “It’s not really surprising. We live together. We both have life partners who are much more experienced than us - we both love our partners so much and worry how to keep them happy and satisfied and how to hold on to them. We both love sex but only with our partner. We compare notes and talk about our worries.”
After Mum heard she called me and we talked. She was anxious. She worried that it was too early. I said that nothing would change my sister’s mind – she was set on it. And I stressed that John was madly in love with her – so we should just hope that it all worked out well. My mother said that at the moment, it was probably best not to mention anything to my brother. Since he is not speaking to us, I thought that it was pretty safe to agree.
Savita was happy that I was not opposed. She said that she agreed with me that it seemed rushed but my sister has her head well screwed on and she was delighted to see her so happy. Then Savita raised a very interesting question which I have been putting off.
“My only question is where will the baby sleep? I think we may need a bigger place? If we move, do we move into one place or two?”
“What do you want?”
“Surprisingly, I wouldn’t mind getting a bigger place together. I am finding sharing with yours sister and John is great – lot’s of support – we don’t trip over each other and it means that your daughter is getting the best attention – I feel it’s working better than I expected . I would be happy to stay here but I just feel the place is too small.”
“You don’t want it to be just you and me?”
“But it is just you and me when we want it – it’s just we live in a community and I know I’ll miss your sister – and to my shock, even John who can be a circuit breaker when things seems to be tense. But probably John and your sister will want to move out – let’s see. I just hope we can stay close.”
I am glad that Savita has such a good attitude towards the current arrangements – it so much mirrors my own feelings and reminds me why I have felt so basically solid these last months. I am in a great environment but life will move on and decisions are waiting and these decisions are as much John and my sister’s as mine.
Her response was that she took total responsibility for having the baby and if she waited, John would get older. She said she wanted to have a baby with the only man she loves and wants to sleep with. She understood he was already responsible for two other children but was it fair that she should never have a child because of this – and she said that she only wanted a baby with the man who was her life partner.
John had accepted her comments but suggested she should wait. They have only been lovers a short time. She said she didn’t want to wait. She knew her heart. John finally agreed she told me andshe had stopped taking the pill last month.
She then asked me how I felt about it. My comment was it was not my right to feel anything – this was between John and her but I did wonder if was not a bit rushed.
Her comment was that John was in his fifties – she had to be realistic that he would be around forever and she wanted her child to have as many years with his or her marvellous dad as is possible. She said she wished she had had more time with our dad. (That hit me hard because I lost too many years with him because of my quarrel with my family – and it is one of my deepest debts to John that he pushed me to reconcile – I have lot of guilt there given how good a man my dad was.)
My sister stressed that she knew John would still focus on our daughter and he would not neglect her. She said she wanted my support and hoped I would accept her child. I assured her that I wanted John and her to be as happy as possible.
She said that I was the first person she had told of her decision but she was going to tell our mum and Savita. I commented how close she seemed to be to Savita- emphasising that I was happy about this. My sister said “It’s not really surprising. We live together. We both have life partners who are much more experienced than us - we both love our partners so much and worry how to keep them happy and satisfied and how to hold on to them. We both love sex but only with our partner. We compare notes and talk about our worries.”
After Mum heard she called me and we talked. She was anxious. She worried that it was too early. I said that nothing would change my sister’s mind – she was set on it. And I stressed that John was madly in love with her – so we should just hope that it all worked out well. My mother said that at the moment, it was probably best not to mention anything to my brother. Since he is not speaking to us, I thought that it was pretty safe to agree.
Savita was happy that I was not opposed. She said that she agreed with me that it seemed rushed but my sister has her head well screwed on and she was delighted to see her so happy. Then Savita raised a very interesting question which I have been putting off.
“My only question is where will the baby sleep? I think we may need a bigger place? If we move, do we move into one place or two?”
“What do you want?”
“Surprisingly, I wouldn’t mind getting a bigger place together. I am finding sharing with yours sister and John is great – lot’s of support – we don’t trip over each other and it means that your daughter is getting the best attention – I feel it’s working better than I expected . I would be happy to stay here but I just feel the place is too small.”
“You don’t want it to be just you and me?”
“But it is just you and me when we want it – it’s just we live in a community and I know I’ll miss your sister – and to my shock, even John who can be a circuit breaker when things seems to be tense. But probably John and your sister will want to move out – let’s see. I just hope we can stay close.”
I am glad that Savita has such a good attitude towards the current arrangements – it so much mirrors my own feelings and reminds me why I have felt so basically solid these last months. I am in a great environment but life will move on and decisions are waiting and these decisions are as much John and my sister’s as mine.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Positive Reaction
My blog about Yuki got a heated and strong reaction from Savita. She told me off in the most marvellous way.
I had written about my fears of being a stepping stone and not a final destination. I wasn’t aware she was reading my blog - but she is and she blasted me (in the most loving way)– ““For crying out, Grace, when will you ever learn that I love you with all my heart. If you don’t want to fuck Yuki any more, then don’t. You never have to fuck anyone unless you are willing. - I am going to be there with you until you wrap me up in a rubbish bag and put me outside to be collected by the rubbish collectors. I hope you are a bag lady then, so you can pick me and carry me off.”
“Sweet words, Savita, but will I be as interesting when I’m 50.”
“Grace, listen to me very carefully when I get home, do I fuck you all the time?”
“No,”
“We talk – about you but also about me. When I have a problem at work, who do I want to talk to? You! When I hear a joke – I always want to tell you. We talk about the world … about our friendship … about so much. This is so fucking important to me. Get it clear: I love fucking you so much; I am so sexually turned on but if you never fucked me again, I would still want you”
Then Savita opened up more fully than at any time:
“I have never said this to you but when we first met I did think you were a bit of a bimbo, fucking men for money. I still was horny for you but thought I’d get bored. Then we had a discussion about some things and I was blown over – you were more cluey than me. I thought ‘Wow, this girl is so smart’ and I fell hard for you. All those years that we were apart, I pined for you. I never met anyone I felt for one tenth as much. Now I always turn to you for your view. Fuck it, Grace. I need you as company so much. The fact that you’re a hot fuck slut is great but if you gave up fucking completely, I’d still want you as my life partner.”
She continued: “I want to grow old with you. I enjoy the fuck slut side of you a lot – and I don’t want to stop it until it ends naturally – when we’re older – but what worries me most is what do you see in me. I’m just a pen pusher and a boring inexperienced lez girl – I have so many hang-ups and you’re wasting time on me – I’m not clever enough. I expected to be just a bit of fluff on the side with you and now I’m sharing your bed and feeling we’re married – I’m fucking scared how long you’ll want me.
“Savita, I’ve fucked so many men and women and it is you that I desire most. You, John and Sue are the three I choose to talk to. With John, it was hard – I loved him so much and I still love him – but he always had a part of him that was private and he couldn’t express himself to me. I just wasn’t quite right for him – my sister is. I can see it and now I accept it – besides he’s a man and I am gay at heart – I prefer women – that’s why I had my stupid fling with Anna. But you are right when you think John is special to me – I won’t lie. So, what about Sue? Even ignoring that Lisa is her partner, we’re not quite right together – she’s too similar to me perhaps in some ways and we argue too much – she’s a great friend but not more.”
I went on “Then, there’s you. You excite me physically –let’s be honest, my best sex is with you – you know how to drive me wild even though I am a fuck slut who has so many partners. I crave your body but I love also just lying there with you talking about things, being your wife, caring for you, sharing time and having you tell me about everything – these things are my blessing. In my heart, I rejoice in your company. When I’m waiting around for my next client or even when I’m riding a client’s cock, I think of you – wonder what you are doing and I feel a glow that this marvellous woman is calling me her wife. Savita, I am head over heels in love with you – and also you are not a pen-pusher – you are someone whose views and opinions I value beyond expression. I am amazed by how clever, sensitive and sharp you are – once you get past your shyness.”
Then I said my real fears: “But, Savita, I am frightened: you are developing sexually. And, I am insanely jealous of you with other women but I know you need to spread your wings and I feel that I can lose you so easily.”
Savita laughed: "I am so flattered that you do not take me for granted, darling. I know I am not as experienced as you and you talk about blooming and blossoming – but I don’t want to be as experienced in real life. Possibly I could do it with Yuki but I would prefer to watch Yuki and you fucking and then to fuck you. Let me put it through a comparison. John is very sexually experienced – your sister has only ever had one man and she is very clear that even though she loves sex, she only wants John. I only want you – be very clear about that! I want to fuck only you. I know you are sexually active but I do not want to copy you but complement you and be your special partner as long as you will have me.”
“I want to explore the mistress thing and I do love watching my darling in action.
I enjoy seeing you fuck men or women but I don’t want to be fucked by them – I want to see you responding to them. I do get jealous but it is a sexy jealous – I think ‘Here is my wife being a complete slut and being enjoyed by all these others’ but I also feel that you will return to me – that’s why John and to a lesser extent Sue are harder because they might hold you. If I thought you might choose Yuki over me, I couldn’t watch.”
“I have been struggling with my perversions and talked to your sister who has helped me more than anyone. She reminds me how she plays a sexual whore for John, how she will put on a show and genuinely loves masturbating in front of him – she loves to suck his cock and feel him watching her and she gladly swallows his cum but tries to get some on her face to show him, that she is his slut. She said she loves to look in the mirror and gets very excited when she sees it. She also talks to John about his other women and – even if she is jealous, she is also very turned on. In fact it makes her want to be more competitive and persuade John even more that she is the best fuck for him.”
“She told you all this?!” I asked realising that I had not really appreciated my sister’s full level of sexuality.
“She hasn’t told you? – she will tell almost anyone – we are all so impressed by the way she is so sexually satisfied but that’s not the point. The point is she asked me if she was perverted and has encouraged me to feel that I have a healthy sexual drive – I am not so sure – but I do get so turned on by these things – I’m sorry, Grace – it must be hard for you to have to be a slut for me when you don’t want to. If it’s too hard, just don’t do it.”
“It’s not hard – it’s just I get frightened that it could destroy our relationship.”
“I don’t think it’s hurting from my side – but maybe it makes you love me less?”
“No, Savita I love you just as much. And talking has made me a lot more comfortable with it but tell me the truth, Savita – am I a cheap whore, a bimbo – I seem to always be fucking people – doesn’t that disgust you?”
“Honestly, sometimes I feel you are a slut just as you say but that is only one small part of you – and it is an incredibly exciting part of you. You are not a bimbo because you have a brain. A whore, yes. Cheap – define cheap? But you never, never disgust me – I am just so proud of you – such a desirable, sexy woman.”
Then she pulled me to her and held me and sais, “Now, Grace, let me show just how little you disgust me -don’t talk mistress or serving now – I need you as my lover. Then she kissed me gently upon the month and I felt her hands gently caress me and stroke me. I responded equally gently. Our tongues locked.
Slowly we caressed. Both of us were in nighties which we slid off and our bodies embraced. Gently and slowly we kissed each other all over as lovers. It was an almost instinctive exploration and enjoyment of each other. A natural melding of our bodies as we made slow passionate love.
We were equals loving each other and my climax, when I reached it, was so intense and glorious that it stripped my strength from me and I was relieved that Savita had also climaxed and we lay together entwined and I fell asleep in her arms.
I was so impressed how Savita had realised the need for a gentle love-making session removed from our more sexually wild play: a time for reaffirmation of our union. It is a sign of the strength of our relationship, I believe, that we can manage our sexual play within our total relationship so that it does not undermine the deep ties that we have built. These last few days, I have felt a glow as my life shines under the love of my darling Savita
I had written about my fears of being a stepping stone and not a final destination. I wasn’t aware she was reading my blog - but she is and she blasted me (in the most loving way)– ““For crying out, Grace, when will you ever learn that I love you with all my heart. If you don’t want to fuck Yuki any more, then don’t. You never have to fuck anyone unless you are willing. - I am going to be there with you until you wrap me up in a rubbish bag and put me outside to be collected by the rubbish collectors. I hope you are a bag lady then, so you can pick me and carry me off.”
“Sweet words, Savita, but will I be as interesting when I’m 50.”
“Grace, listen to me very carefully when I get home, do I fuck you all the time?”
“No,”
“We talk – about you but also about me. When I have a problem at work, who do I want to talk to? You! When I hear a joke – I always want to tell you. We talk about the world … about our friendship … about so much. This is so fucking important to me. Get it clear: I love fucking you so much; I am so sexually turned on but if you never fucked me again, I would still want you”
Then Savita opened up more fully than at any time:
“I have never said this to you but when we first met I did think you were a bit of a bimbo, fucking men for money. I still was horny for you but thought I’d get bored. Then we had a discussion about some things and I was blown over – you were more cluey than me. I thought ‘Wow, this girl is so smart’ and I fell hard for you. All those years that we were apart, I pined for you. I never met anyone I felt for one tenth as much. Now I always turn to you for your view. Fuck it, Grace. I need you as company so much. The fact that you’re a hot fuck slut is great but if you gave up fucking completely, I’d still want you as my life partner.”
She continued: “I want to grow old with you. I enjoy the fuck slut side of you a lot – and I don’t want to stop it until it ends naturally – when we’re older – but what worries me most is what do you see in me. I’m just a pen pusher and a boring inexperienced lez girl – I have so many hang-ups and you’re wasting time on me – I’m not clever enough. I expected to be just a bit of fluff on the side with you and now I’m sharing your bed and feeling we’re married – I’m fucking scared how long you’ll want me.
“Savita, I’ve fucked so many men and women and it is you that I desire most. You, John and Sue are the three I choose to talk to. With John, it was hard – I loved him so much and I still love him – but he always had a part of him that was private and he couldn’t express himself to me. I just wasn’t quite right for him – my sister is. I can see it and now I accept it – besides he’s a man and I am gay at heart – I prefer women – that’s why I had my stupid fling with Anna. But you are right when you think John is special to me – I won’t lie. So, what about Sue? Even ignoring that Lisa is her partner, we’re not quite right together – she’s too similar to me perhaps in some ways and we argue too much – she’s a great friend but not more.”
I went on “Then, there’s you. You excite me physically –let’s be honest, my best sex is with you – you know how to drive me wild even though I am a fuck slut who has so many partners. I crave your body but I love also just lying there with you talking about things, being your wife, caring for you, sharing time and having you tell me about everything – these things are my blessing. In my heart, I rejoice in your company. When I’m waiting around for my next client or even when I’m riding a client’s cock, I think of you – wonder what you are doing and I feel a glow that this marvellous woman is calling me her wife. Savita, I am head over heels in love with you – and also you are not a pen-pusher – you are someone whose views and opinions I value beyond expression. I am amazed by how clever, sensitive and sharp you are – once you get past your shyness.”
Then I said my real fears: “But, Savita, I am frightened: you are developing sexually. And, I am insanely jealous of you with other women but I know you need to spread your wings and I feel that I can lose you so easily.”
Savita laughed: "I am so flattered that you do not take me for granted, darling. I know I am not as experienced as you and you talk about blooming and blossoming – but I don’t want to be as experienced in real life. Possibly I could do it with Yuki but I would prefer to watch Yuki and you fucking and then to fuck you. Let me put it through a comparison. John is very sexually experienced – your sister has only ever had one man and she is very clear that even though she loves sex, she only wants John. I only want you – be very clear about that! I want to fuck only you. I know you are sexually active but I do not want to copy you but complement you and be your special partner as long as you will have me.”
“I want to explore the mistress thing and I do love watching my darling in action.
I enjoy seeing you fuck men or women but I don’t want to be fucked by them – I want to see you responding to them. I do get jealous but it is a sexy jealous – I think ‘Here is my wife being a complete slut and being enjoyed by all these others’ but I also feel that you will return to me – that’s why John and to a lesser extent Sue are harder because they might hold you. If I thought you might choose Yuki over me, I couldn’t watch.”
“I have been struggling with my perversions and talked to your sister who has helped me more than anyone. She reminds me how she plays a sexual whore for John, how she will put on a show and genuinely loves masturbating in front of him – she loves to suck his cock and feel him watching her and she gladly swallows his cum but tries to get some on her face to show him, that she is his slut. She said she loves to look in the mirror and gets very excited when she sees it. She also talks to John about his other women and – even if she is jealous, she is also very turned on. In fact it makes her want to be more competitive and persuade John even more that she is the best fuck for him.”
“She told you all this?!” I asked realising that I had not really appreciated my sister’s full level of sexuality.
“She hasn’t told you? – she will tell almost anyone – we are all so impressed by the way she is so sexually satisfied but that’s not the point. The point is she asked me if she was perverted and has encouraged me to feel that I have a healthy sexual drive – I am not so sure – but I do get so turned on by these things – I’m sorry, Grace – it must be hard for you to have to be a slut for me when you don’t want to. If it’s too hard, just don’t do it.”
“It’s not hard – it’s just I get frightened that it could destroy our relationship.”
“I don’t think it’s hurting from my side – but maybe it makes you love me less?”
“No, Savita I love you just as much. And talking has made me a lot more comfortable with it but tell me the truth, Savita – am I a cheap whore, a bimbo – I seem to always be fucking people – doesn’t that disgust you?”
“Honestly, sometimes I feel you are a slut just as you say but that is only one small part of you – and it is an incredibly exciting part of you. You are not a bimbo because you have a brain. A whore, yes. Cheap – define cheap? But you never, never disgust me – I am just so proud of you – such a desirable, sexy woman.”
Then she pulled me to her and held me and sais, “Now, Grace, let me show just how little you disgust me -don’t talk mistress or serving now – I need you as my lover. Then she kissed me gently upon the month and I felt her hands gently caress me and stroke me. I responded equally gently. Our tongues locked.
Slowly we caressed. Both of us were in nighties which we slid off and our bodies embraced. Gently and slowly we kissed each other all over as lovers. It was an almost instinctive exploration and enjoyment of each other. A natural melding of our bodies as we made slow passionate love.
We were equals loving each other and my climax, when I reached it, was so intense and glorious that it stripped my strength from me and I was relieved that Savita had also climaxed and we lay together entwined and I fell asleep in her arms.
I was so impressed how Savita had realised the need for a gentle love-making session removed from our more sexually wild play: a time for reaffirmation of our union. It is a sign of the strength of our relationship, I believe, that we can manage our sexual play within our total relationship so that it does not undermine the deep ties that we have built. These last few days, I have felt a glow as my life shines under the love of my darling Savita
Friday, April 9, 2010
Wild Easter
After the session with Yuki, Savita had an “idea” – how about Yuki, the hunk and me? Savita decided that it would be interesting and she contacted them both to see what they thought. She said that both were keen to see me again and willing to try it out.
John and I shared the care of our daughter over Easter. She was with John and my sister on Friday and Saturday and with me and Savita for Sunday and Monday. This sounds awful – as though we regarded it as a duty – but let’s be clear, the time I spend with my daughter is absolutely the most important and . John feels the same. I would have gladly spent the whole weekend with her. If anything it is a (friendly) competition for who gets the most time. John really wanted two days at least and I wanted the same.
The obvious venue was the hunk’s place. Savita and I arrived at about 3pm. We had brought food and Savita rushed around getting things into the fridge and making sure the food would be ready when we wanted it. She told the hunk he should take the opportunity to play with me before Yuki arrived. She would be watching but also tidying up. Since the hunk’s flat has an open kitchen, she could see into the living room.
The hunk pulled me to him and said “Well, if you think it is a good idea” and started peeling off my clothes (jeans and a white lacy blouse). I unbuckled his pants and they fell to the floor. His underpants looked like they were overflowing with cock. So, of course I had to free it and put his hard instrument in my mouth.
The hunk however had other ideas and pulled my panties off before pushing me on to the couch and moving me into position so that he could easily push into me. Almost immediately he was fucking me. I was not that wet at first and it took a bit of time to stop being a bit uncomfortable but I always get horny when this stud does me and I was soon enjoying it fully.
It was almost no time before he shot his load into me. He often comes a bit quickly the first time but the great thing is that then he can give long fucks for hours after – great stamina. To my surprise, Savita came up to me and saying “Oh we must clean that up” and stated licking my just fucked pussy, still full of cum. Savita was so enthusiastic and it was a beautiful feeling having my lover lick me. I was enjoying so much that it took me a minute to realise that the hunk was watching and was getting turned on also as he saw me being eaten out by a beautiful woman.
I realised that Savita was taking a big step by doing this. She was tasting a man’s cum and also eating me out in front of a man. She was determined not to be just a passive observer and was also asserting that she could at will enjoy my pussy.
The hunk was growing hard as he watched. Savita then stopped and said, “well I better get back to preparing food” and stood up and walked away, looking as cool as anything – except that her face was a bit cum and pussy juice stained.
“He looks as though he’s getting a bit hard – maybe he needs a suck?” Savita guided. So, of course, I started to give him a blow job. As I was getting into it, the intercom rang. “I’ll get it”, Savita said. We heard her pick up the phone and say “Oh it’s you, Yuki. I’ll ring you in.” and the she turned to us and said “Yuki’s come. Don’t stop, I’ll look after this.” Shortly there was a knock on the door and Savita opened up to let Yuki in.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Yuki do a double take as she saw me kneeling in front of the hunk, giving a blow job to his enormous cock. “Those two just couldn’t wait – look at Grace, she loves cock, doesn’t she.”, Savita said. Yuki was wearing quite high shoes and looked a bit uncomfortable. Savita said “Take off your shoes and get comfortable. Then you can help Grace.” I noticed she gave Yuki a pat on the ass as she encouraged her into the room.
Then Yuki slipped off her clothes and came up to us, She seemed ok with the scene – I guess one guy and girl are not nearly as daunting as a gangbang with 12 men. Also, as I learnt later, she had been pretty well briefed by Savita as to what to expect and to do and she said she was very horny because she was going to have a chance to do me.
“Want to share?”, I asked and let her have a go blowing the hunk’s cock while I moved so that I could lick her pussy which responded quickly when I licked her clit. Yuki gave a quite professional blowjob but lacked perhaps that spark of enthusiasm that I try to feel and makes me – if I can say – a great cocksucker.
However, the hunk came and shot in her mouth. She seemed uncertain whether to spit or swallow and so I moved to kiss her and we shared the cum – doing what I have been told is called snowballing. There was a passion in Yuki’s kisses that alarmed me. This day Yuki was quite a different person from the day of the gangbang – not a passive shell-shocked girl. She was touching my breasts and embracing me so closely that I felt I had to steal a look to see if Savita was ok but she was watching and smiling as if in encouragement.
The hunk seemed to be quite turned on by girl-girl action and he was touching us both as we were kissing in front of him. He was not hard and needed a bit of time to recoup and so I played with Yuki and after the kissing and snowballing, I moved back to licking her pussy – which was very wet by now. Quite shortly after I found that Yuki was coming and as the climaxes rippled through her body she collapsed her body on to me. I could feel the spasms shake her as she lay on top of me.
By this time, the hunk seemed a little ready and I decided to try getting him hard. After a short blowjob, he was ready and I climbed on top, letting him slide into my pussy with my ass towards his face so that Savita (and Yuki) could get a good view as his cock went deep into me. I rode him for a while before getting a now recovered Yuki to take my place and to ride his cock.
I took the opportunity as the hunk fucked Yuki to go up to Savita and give her a big kiss. She responded warmly and we were soon cuddling close. I took the time to unhook the back of her dress. She whispered “I’m shy!” but I said “then leave your bra and panties on but you are a bit overdressed”
Savita did strip down and we kissed and held each other close while in the background, Yuki was more vigorously riding the hunk’s cock. She was facing us and we could see the cock pushing into her. It was a sexy sight seeing this pretty young girl being fucked by this extremely good-looking stud. Her eyes were, I felt, firmly on me and it was almost as if she was putting on a show.
When the hunk finally came, we could see the cum dripping from Yuki’s pussy. Under Savita’s instructions, I quickly helped by licking her pussy and his cock “clean”.
After that we took a break from the action and had the meal which Savita had organised. We ate leisurely but the conversation was awkward – very little common ground especially with the hunk who is a nice guy but not much into women’s matters. - I think we were glad to return to the fucking and we did, continuing late into the night.
Maybe I am an egotist but it seemed that the attention was centred on me with Yuki and the hunk each making moves on me but only getting involved with each other when I prompted. Savita was watching throughout and, after a promising start, I was disappointed to see how little she got involved.
But it was great fun and Yuki came another two times and the hunk came once in my pussy and once on my face which Yuki licked clean. We fell asleep at his place around about 2 or 3 in the morning. The hunk slept in his bed and the rest of us in the room that used to be Sylvie’s.
In the morning we had another round – pretty like the evening. The hunk came on Yuki’s and my face as we played his cock together taking turns to suck as we kissed. He also came again in my mouth but it was getting slower and at about 1pm, we called it quits. Yuki and I showered (together). We all got dressed and agreed “Oh, we must do this again soon”. I drove Yuki to her place and then drove on with Savita to her parents’ place where she was staying Saturday night.
After we dropped off Yuki, Savita and I talked. She commented that I hadn’t come at all the whole time and was worried I hadn’t enjoyed. I explained I enjoyed it a lot and she had had an interesting idea but just wasn’t in the mood to come –in fact, the only time I was near coming was when she was eating me out and I was very close then.
I commented that I had hoped she would get more involved and I asked if she had enjoyed and was ok with what had happened and she said, she always enjoyed watching me and she was glad it happened – as long as I was ok. We were both cautiously skirting around issues which – as I will describe in my next blog article – came to a head (and a lovely head it was) after a discussion that we had later in the week.
John and I shared the care of our daughter over Easter. She was with John and my sister on Friday and Saturday and with me and Savita for Sunday and Monday. This sounds awful – as though we regarded it as a duty – but let’s be clear, the time I spend with my daughter is absolutely the most important and . John feels the same. I would have gladly spent the whole weekend with her. If anything it is a (friendly) competition for who gets the most time. John really wanted two days at least and I wanted the same.
The obvious venue was the hunk’s place. Savita and I arrived at about 3pm. We had brought food and Savita rushed around getting things into the fridge and making sure the food would be ready when we wanted it. She told the hunk he should take the opportunity to play with me before Yuki arrived. She would be watching but also tidying up. Since the hunk’s flat has an open kitchen, she could see into the living room.
The hunk pulled me to him and said “Well, if you think it is a good idea” and started peeling off my clothes (jeans and a white lacy blouse). I unbuckled his pants and they fell to the floor. His underpants looked like they were overflowing with cock. So, of course I had to free it and put his hard instrument in my mouth.
The hunk however had other ideas and pulled my panties off before pushing me on to the couch and moving me into position so that he could easily push into me. Almost immediately he was fucking me. I was not that wet at first and it took a bit of time to stop being a bit uncomfortable but I always get horny when this stud does me and I was soon enjoying it fully.
It was almost no time before he shot his load into me. He often comes a bit quickly the first time but the great thing is that then he can give long fucks for hours after – great stamina. To my surprise, Savita came up to me and saying “Oh we must clean that up” and stated licking my just fucked pussy, still full of cum. Savita was so enthusiastic and it was a beautiful feeling having my lover lick me. I was enjoying so much that it took me a minute to realise that the hunk was watching and was getting turned on also as he saw me being eaten out by a beautiful woman.
I realised that Savita was taking a big step by doing this. She was tasting a man’s cum and also eating me out in front of a man. She was determined not to be just a passive observer and was also asserting that she could at will enjoy my pussy.
The hunk was growing hard as he watched. Savita then stopped and said, “well I better get back to preparing food” and stood up and walked away, looking as cool as anything – except that her face was a bit cum and pussy juice stained.
“He looks as though he’s getting a bit hard – maybe he needs a suck?” Savita guided. So, of course, I started to give him a blow job. As I was getting into it, the intercom rang. “I’ll get it”, Savita said. We heard her pick up the phone and say “Oh it’s you, Yuki. I’ll ring you in.” and the she turned to us and said “Yuki’s come. Don’t stop, I’ll look after this.” Shortly there was a knock on the door and Savita opened up to let Yuki in.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Yuki do a double take as she saw me kneeling in front of the hunk, giving a blow job to his enormous cock. “Those two just couldn’t wait – look at Grace, she loves cock, doesn’t she.”, Savita said. Yuki was wearing quite high shoes and looked a bit uncomfortable. Savita said “Take off your shoes and get comfortable. Then you can help Grace.” I noticed she gave Yuki a pat on the ass as she encouraged her into the room.
Then Yuki slipped off her clothes and came up to us, She seemed ok with the scene – I guess one guy and girl are not nearly as daunting as a gangbang with 12 men. Also, as I learnt later, she had been pretty well briefed by Savita as to what to expect and to do and she said she was very horny because she was going to have a chance to do me.
“Want to share?”, I asked and let her have a go blowing the hunk’s cock while I moved so that I could lick her pussy which responded quickly when I licked her clit. Yuki gave a quite professional blowjob but lacked perhaps that spark of enthusiasm that I try to feel and makes me – if I can say – a great cocksucker.
However, the hunk came and shot in her mouth. She seemed uncertain whether to spit or swallow and so I moved to kiss her and we shared the cum – doing what I have been told is called snowballing. There was a passion in Yuki’s kisses that alarmed me. This day Yuki was quite a different person from the day of the gangbang – not a passive shell-shocked girl. She was touching my breasts and embracing me so closely that I felt I had to steal a look to see if Savita was ok but she was watching and smiling as if in encouragement.
The hunk seemed to be quite turned on by girl-girl action and he was touching us both as we were kissing in front of him. He was not hard and needed a bit of time to recoup and so I played with Yuki and after the kissing and snowballing, I moved back to licking her pussy – which was very wet by now. Quite shortly after I found that Yuki was coming and as the climaxes rippled through her body she collapsed her body on to me. I could feel the spasms shake her as she lay on top of me.
By this time, the hunk seemed a little ready and I decided to try getting him hard. After a short blowjob, he was ready and I climbed on top, letting him slide into my pussy with my ass towards his face so that Savita (and Yuki) could get a good view as his cock went deep into me. I rode him for a while before getting a now recovered Yuki to take my place and to ride his cock.
I took the opportunity as the hunk fucked Yuki to go up to Savita and give her a big kiss. She responded warmly and we were soon cuddling close. I took the time to unhook the back of her dress. She whispered “I’m shy!” but I said “then leave your bra and panties on but you are a bit overdressed”
Savita did strip down and we kissed and held each other close while in the background, Yuki was more vigorously riding the hunk’s cock. She was facing us and we could see the cock pushing into her. It was a sexy sight seeing this pretty young girl being fucked by this extremely good-looking stud. Her eyes were, I felt, firmly on me and it was almost as if she was putting on a show.
When the hunk finally came, we could see the cum dripping from Yuki’s pussy. Under Savita’s instructions, I quickly helped by licking her pussy and his cock “clean”.
After that we took a break from the action and had the meal which Savita had organised. We ate leisurely but the conversation was awkward – very little common ground especially with the hunk who is a nice guy but not much into women’s matters. - I think we were glad to return to the fucking and we did, continuing late into the night.
Maybe I am an egotist but it seemed that the attention was centred on me with Yuki and the hunk each making moves on me but only getting involved with each other when I prompted. Savita was watching throughout and, after a promising start, I was disappointed to see how little she got involved.
But it was great fun and Yuki came another two times and the hunk came once in my pussy and once on my face which Yuki licked clean. We fell asleep at his place around about 2 or 3 in the morning. The hunk slept in his bed and the rest of us in the room that used to be Sylvie’s.
In the morning we had another round – pretty like the evening. The hunk came on Yuki’s and my face as we played his cock together taking turns to suck as we kissed. He also came again in my mouth but it was getting slower and at about 1pm, we called it quits. Yuki and I showered (together). We all got dressed and agreed “Oh, we must do this again soon”. I drove Yuki to her place and then drove on with Savita to her parents’ place where she was staying Saturday night.
After we dropped off Yuki, Savita and I talked. She commented that I hadn’t come at all the whole time and was worried I hadn’t enjoyed. I explained I enjoyed it a lot and she had had an interesting idea but just wasn’t in the mood to come –in fact, the only time I was near coming was when she was eating me out and I was very close then.
I commented that I had hoped she would get more involved and I asked if she had enjoyed and was ok with what had happened and she said, she always enjoyed watching me and she was glad it happened – as long as I was ok. We were both cautiously skirting around issues which – as I will describe in my next blog article – came to a head (and a lovely head it was) after a discussion that we had later in the week.
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