DOUBLE THE PLEASURE
By Faith
(webmistress of this site)
As a bi-sexual woman, not much suprises me when it comes to sexual pleasures. My many encounters with ladies has made my sexual knowledge very extensive. But I don’t think I was prepared for the evening in store for me when I met Jennifer.
Jennifer and I were introduced to each other through a mutual friend, my life long girlfriend Amber. We were at a bar, and Amber leaned over and whispered in my ear, "See that girl Jennifer over there?’ She pointed to a gorgeous brunette sitting at a table with two gentlemen. I nodded. "I heard that she likes women. But what I don’t understand is if she likes women, why is she sitting with guys?"
Now, Amber didn’t know that I was bi-sexual . As childhood friends, I felt that if I had tried to venture that route with her and things didn’t work out good, I would lose the best friend I had ever had.
I laughed nervously and just said, "I don’t know. Why don’t you ask her?" I didn’t think that she would, so I figured that by saying that, she would drop the conversation. BOY WAS I WRONG.
"Hey, Jennifer." Oh my god, my friend was waving and motioning her to come over to the bar where we were sitting. Jennifer glanced up at us, smiled, and motioned with her finger that she would be over in one minute. "I think you’ll get a kick out of her." Amber said with a sly smile. "Sometimes she’s too much. But she’s a doll."
When I saw Jennifer start walking over to where we sat, I could feel the nervous cold chills running up and down the inside of my thighs. God, she was more beautiful than I thought. She must have come straight from work. She was dressed in a maroon business dress that barely covered her thighs. She was wearing the matching jacket, but it was unbuttoned all the way. I probably shouldn’t have, but from then on till she got to us, all’s I stared at was the curves. And they were everywhere!!!
Jennifer gave Amber a peck on the check. "How are you cutie?" she asked with a huge smile.
Strangely enough, Amber wasn’t embarrassed at all. In fact, it looked to me as if she kind of enjoyed the attention, especially from Jennifer. "You know, work and all that. Jennifer, I want you to met my friend, Crystal."
Jennifer turned to say hello. It was then that I saw her eyes. They were clear blue with a touch of green. Her hair fell around her face in little wisps, and I wanted to reach out and brush it from her face. "Hi there, I’m Jennifer." She sounded so calm and cool. I was afraid to say hello in fear that my voice would crack, and it would be a dead give-away exactly what I thought of her. I nodded, smiled and whispered "Hi". Dumb, I know, but Man, she was H.O.T.!!!!
Amber grabbed my arm. "I’m going to use the little girl’s room. I’ll be right back. Are you okay here for right now?’ I supposed she was referring to Jennifer, so I nodded. "I’ll be juuuust fine." Jennifer caught my eye and her smile got bigger. Jennifer pitched in "I’ll make sure she doesn’t run off. At least not without me."
As we watched her disappear into the ladies room, Jennifer said to me without looking at me, "So guess you haven’t had any luck either, huh?" I didn’t quite know what she was talking about, and I guess she knew that. "With Amber. You know, turning her to the dark side." I laughed so loud and so hard. I had never heard anyone put it that way before.
"Funny, she mentioned something about that before you came over," I said hoping to draw her interest. "I was wondering if it was true myself." I lit a cigarette hoping it would make me less nervous. After taking a puff and slowly ex-haling it, I peeked out the side of my eye to see her response. She was smiling in a way that told me she knew exactly what I was talking about.
"Do I like women?" she asked.
"Well, yes." I said. "That wasn’t exactly what she was saying, but it was what I wanted to know."
"It’s no secret you do," she said leaning across me to reach for a cigarette. "Do you mind?’ she asked , referring to the cigarettes.
"Not at all," I said. I didn’t mind at all if she wanted a cigarette, but I was really referring to her leaning across me. She took a cigarette, put it in her mouth, and leaned into me more. I picked up my lighter and lit her cigarette. The whole time I was lighting it, she looked at me with the sexiest eyes any women had.
We were so enthralled in each other that we hadn’t noticed Amber had returned from the bathroom. "Well, I see you two are getting along just fine." She sat down in the seat next to Jennifer, and I was glad she did. I didn’t want Jennifer to leave my side. I asked Jennifer if she wanted something to drink, and order drinks for the three of us. Jennifer asked me if I wanted a BlowJob, and again I laughed out loud. She laughed with me, then said, "A drink silly." I had never had a BlowJob before, so I said sure.
After drinking the blowjobs, she picked up her drink, and said, "I should probably get back to my hubby." My heart fell. "You want to come and join us?" Amber said she had to go. "Working early in the morning," she said. "But Crystal, you can stay awhile. I’ll be okay getting home." She said her good-byes, and left.
Jennifer looked at me. "Ready for some fun now?" she asked? God was I ever. She took me over to where her husband was and introduced us. He was rather good looking also, and his handshake was very firm. He offered the seat next to him, and I sat down. It wasn’t until I sat down that I thought he said his name was HARD. Didn’t he say "Hi, I’m Hard?" When I looked up, they were both looking at me with huge smiles, and noticing my confusion, they starting laughing. "Gets them every time." He said. "My real name’s Carl."
We were chatting when I felt a hand on my lap. Thinking it was Carl on the sly; I looked over at him. But his hands were clasped, both pointer fingers together, pressed against his lips, and his eyes were gleaming. I turned to face her, and her she drew her hand away. "I’m sorry," she said, though I could tell she wasn’t.
"Why should you be?" I asked. "I was enjoying it." My smile was so big, my cheeks and lips were starting to hurt. I felt her hands again on my lap. Then they started moving towards my crotch. With every inch, I swore I was getting hotter and wetter, and I was almost afraid and embarrassed that she would feel how wet I was.
I looked at Carl and I could tell he was REALLY enjoying what he was watching. I could already make out the outline of his hard penis through his jeans. As if knowing what I was thinking, he put his hand over his hard cock, and slowly started rubbing it back and forth. By now, Jennifer had reached my crotch, and she started to massage it.
It was at this point I was brought back to reality and realized that we were doing this in a bar. Was anyone looking? She noticed that I was looking around and said, "Don’t worry. No one can see. You are so warm and wet. Hhhhmmmmmmmmm.". She licked her lips. I felt myself getting wetter. She must of felt it because she leaned over, licked my earlobe softly and asked me "Want to come over to our place?"
I looked over at Carl. He was still rubbing his hard cock, and it was definitely harder AND bigger now. His eyes were saying "I want to fuck you." I didn’t know what was more of a turn-on. Her rubbing against my pussy, or him wanting me. I nodded my head. "You want to follow us to our place?" Again I nodded. My eyes were still glued to Carl’s hand on his cock. He looked down at his hand. "Now see what you’ve done?" My eyes undressed him, as I said back, "Don’t worry I’ll take care of you." Not wanting Jennifer to feel left out, I turned to her and "accidentally" brushed my arm against her breasts, feeling her nipples harden at my touch even through her dress.
We hurried to get our coats and purses. I couldn’t wait to get to their house. My pants were soaking, and the aching urge of having the two of them to play with was almost unbearable. They got in their car, I got in mine, and we drove to their house.
After inviting me into their house, dispersing of the coats and purses, I was immediately led upstairs. Jennifer pointed to the bed, and I sat. Then she walked up to me, put my face in her hands, and placed the most sexual, the most erotic, and the most sensual kiss on my mouth. Her tongue slide past my lips, hungrily reaching for mine. I moaned as I felt her tongue on mine. Her hands left my face, tracing down my neck to my breasts. I placed my hands on her, helping her massage them. Then wanting to touch every part of her body, my hands traced every curve till my hands were on her ass. I pulled her towards me onto the bed.
We had completely forgotten about Carl, who had been sitting on the bed watching us. Now, as Jennifer and I hungrily kissed and caressed each other’s bodies, Carl started caressing both of us together. I reached behind her, and unzipped her dress. I helped her wiggle out of it, our lips never parting. Little had I known that she had not been wearing a bra, and the thought made me want her even more.
"Well, this isn’t right," she whispered in my mouth between kisses. "You’re either overdressed, or I’m underdressed." I couldn’t help giggle, and I must have sounded nervous. "Let me help you now."
She pulled my sweater over my head, and undid my bra strap skillfully with one hand. My nipples became erect as the cool evening air touched them.
Jennifer sat back and gazed at my exposed upper body. Then she turned and looked at her husband. I turned to look at him, too. He had a grin on his face, and his hands were struggling to undo his belt. His pants were so tight, his bulge was obviously aching to get out and be part of the action. Jennifer and I exchanged glances, and our smiles grew bigger, as if understanding each other without talking.
Jennifer grabbed at his belt, as I unzipped his zipper. Then we both grabbed both sides of his pants and tugged. The tip of his cock peeked out of the top of his underwear. Jennifer ran her hand up and down the hardness and as I watched, his member moved at the feeling of her teasing hands. I could feel myself getting wetter as I watched the two of them, and I put my hands between my legs, putting pressure on my warmth. But that wasn’t enough for me, I had to get out of these pants. I unzipped my pants, and pulled them off.
I was dying to touch and be touched, but I was thoroughly enjoying what I was seeing too. Jennifer had taken Carl’s cock out and was stroking it with her mouth. Her hands rode up and down, following the trace of her mouth. Carl's head was tipped back, his eyes closed, his mouth open. His hands were lightly on her head; his finger’s entwined with her hair as he guided her head up and down.
Jennifer’s ass was right in front of me. I moved right behind her, and kissed those beautiful round curves. She moaned. My pussy tightened, and I could swear it started to drip. I placed my hands on both of her cheeks and squeezed gently at first, then put more and more pressure as I squeezed. Her moans deepened, and her movement quickened. Carl’s breath was deeper, and I could just imagine that his cock was getting harder.
My hands slid over her ass, until I found her warm pussy. She inhaled deeply as my fingers entered her tight hole. "That’s it, baby," said Carl. "Finger her tight little pussy." Jennifer had stopped sucking on his cock, but her hands continued to move up and down over his large hard form. Her moans became louder the deeper my fingers went. My other hand reached around to find her large firm breasts.
She sat up, and brought one of her hands over mine, guiding it over her breast.
She let go of Carl, and brought her other hand behind her, finding my wet warm hole. I had to catch my breath as her finger entered me. Together we entered each other, moving in and out of each other, exploring each other’s warmth and wetness. Carl’s eyes were wide with excitement. He was stroking his cock with one hand, and touching Jennifer’s other breast with the other hand.
Jennifer turned to face me. Her eyes were as wild as a tiger, her body as hot as the afternoon sun. Her lips sucked at my nipples, teasing them, and bringing them to complete hardness. My body melted at ever touch, every kiss, my lips tasting her skin, enjoying the sensual tastes of sweat and skin.
I guess Carl couldn’t take it anymore because he bent Jennifer over and started pumping her hard. Her moans started getting louder. I couldn’t help but to sit back and watch. My hand moved to my clit. I began rubbing my fingers over my clit. I could feel my wet pussy getting wetter. My fingers started to move faster and faster with each moan that escaped Jennifer’s lips. A moan escaped from me, and I didn’t want to hold it back. Jennifer eyes locked with mine, as together our moans grew loader and louder.
"Oh, my god," exclaimed Jennifer, "I’m coming." I couldn’t hold back any more. My moan was so deep, and my hand extremely wet, as the release of sweet surrender flowed through my body. Carl pulled out of Jennifer, stroking his cock. Jennifer turned over to allow his warm come to shoot over her gorgeous breasts.
She looked over at me. "You were wonderful," she said with a smile. "Did you enjoy coming over?"
"Definitely," I replied. "Can’t wait to cum again." I was already looking forward to the next time.
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