A Condo with Two Views (7 page)

Meanwhile, the sex between Jack and I was
electric whenever we fucked. I mean, it was always great – but my
mission seemed to add an extra little element of edge. It seemed I
was always turned on.

The Cirque show was just as billed:
inventive, exhilarating, spectacular and literally breathtaking.
About a year earlier, Jack and I had seen ‘O’ at the Bellagio in
Vegas, and this was just as fascinating. The only time my mind
drifted was when I rehearsed in my head what I would say to my new
friends following the performance. I had memorized a deep
confession about how I’d always longed to make love to another
woman.
Little
did they know.
It wasn’t
hard to think of what to say because it was, in part, true.
I
did
want have sex with
them.

We were all game for drinks after the
show, and in a nearby cocktail bar, I drank three gin and sodas as
fast as the waiter could bring them over. We sat at our table; I
had on my favorite pair of dark colored jeans and a black silk top.
I had decided to wear a sexy bra which was cut low, slightly below
my nipples, lifting and framing my breasts. As I moved, the fabric
of the blouse rubbed against me, stimulating my nipples. They
became hard poking out of my shirt. My face felt flush as I caught
the waitress and my new friends looking at my breasts. I was sure
that they could see them slightly through the thin fabric. When our
drinks arrived, I imagined me dipping my nipples in my cocktail and
having them sucked.
Chloe get a grip.

Under the guise of being tipsier than I
actually was, I asked them how they met, and then found a way to
transition into my confession. They were surprised, but not
shocked. In the conversation that followed, we all talked about our
sexual preferences and the discovery process. Better still, there
were times when I swore Canace was flirting with me, which I took
as a very good sign. Shanyn was more guarded, but she was not put
off by my confession. I did not get bad vibes from either of them.
So far, so good.

I returned home and before I could take my
key out of the door, Jack did it for me and pinned me to the floor
unzipping my jeans.

“
Welcome home,” he said, “you’ve been
missed.”

Wow, he yanked my jeans down and pressed
his engorged penis onto my pulsing clit while his hand shoved up
into
my aching pussy. I
was so turned on from dinner I almost exploded. He simply moved my
black thong, quickly freed his penis and fucked me. We were both
fully clothed with his cock and my pussy grinding and moving in
unison. We came together. Hell, I should go out for dinner with
friends more often.

The next day I got a text which nearly made
me yelp in surprise.

It was from Canace:
‘R U free to come watch a movie
Friday night? Our place.’

This set off a flurry of texts between us,
including what I perceived as a continuation of our flirting.

Me:
‘Can I bring anything? Dessert
perhaps?’

Canace
:
‘Just bring your sexy self. You can be dessert,
lol.’

It was torture, waiting until Friday. I
didn’t tell Jack about the sexy text exchange, so as not to raise
his expectations. I was tense when the day arrived, but also
unmistakably turned on. My pussy was a lake. I was tempted to
masturbate to relieve some of my arousal, but I didn’t. I wanted to
go there on edge.

The mood was sexy from the moment I walked
in. I opted for my blue sundress, with new navy lace bra and
matching thong. As I strolled in, it swayed gently above my knees
accentuating my nicely shaped legs. Canace eyed me up and down, her
eyes dancing with excitement as she welcomed me into their condo
with a long telling hug. I started with a glass of Chardonnay.
Conversation flowed. Drinks flowed. My pussy juice flowed. The
girls half-pretended to put a movie into the DVD player. It was the
old classic, Good Will Hunting. Robin Williams had passed away
earlier in the week, and they’d purchased a few of his movies in
memoriam.

My hosts had conspired before my arrival.
About an hour into the visit, my new friends came to sit beside me
on the couch, one on each side of me. Canace pulled the glass of
wine out of my hand, and placed it on the coffee table. I swallowed
hard, barely containing my excitement. Shanyn sat to my immediate
left. Both sat incredibly close; I could feel their
warmth.

Canace
whispered in my ear, “Are you serious about regretting
girl-girl in your life?”

“
Yes
. I want this. I really want this,” I responded.

“
Then it’s time for dessert,” she continued
and leaned into me further as she gently kissed me behind my ear. I
shivered. Her lips traveled down my neck as she planted a series of
butterfly kisses down toward the bodice of my dress.

Meanwhile on the other side of me, Shanyn
began kissing my cheek. I felt her hand travel to the back of my
dress, and she slowly started to unzip it with her expert fingers.
Canace lowered the bodice of my dress, and I sat there in my bra
with the dress pooled at my waist. My arms were trapped. They both
gently removed my bra straps in unison. They caressed my bare skin
on my back with one hand while the other moved toward my front and
down toward the swell of my heaving breasts. Provocatively, they
dipped their fingers into my now loose bra, feeling and teasing my
nipples.
Damn, lesbians know how to touch.
I couldn’t wait to have them sucked. Shanyn
unclasped my bra quickly and tossed it aside. My breasts were toyed
and teased, then yanked and twisted. It seemed to go on endlessly
before they brought their lips down and sucked and sucked. Having
both of my nipples sucked at the same time was awakening every
sexual sensation in my body, making me sooo wet. I was on the verge
of climax when suddenly without warning, they pulled
away.

All at once, they tore my dress down and
off. I was naked except for my navy blue lace thong. Then one by
one, they removed their clothes. Canace had a beautiful curvy body
with overly large breasts and a lovely groomed runway. Shanyn was
quite slender with small pert nipples, and completely free of hair.
I couldn’t help myself: spreading my legs as an open invitation,
closing my eyes and leaning my head back. I was theirs. The couple
took their time, kissing me from my toes, along the inside of my
trembling thighs to that beautiful spot. I let them explore my
body. Two mouths, two tongues, four hands, and twenty fingertips
were touching my most private parts. Teasing every inch of
me.

They worked as a team. My legs were spread
very wide, and from each side of me, a hand stroked my inner thigh.
Then Shanyn took two fingers and moving aside my lacey thong,
inserted them into my squishy wet pussy. She brought the wetness up
to my nipple and smeared my juices onto it. It stiffened from the
attention. Canace meanwhile, on my left side did the same. She slid
two fingers into my hole and brought the essence to my left nipple
until it was coated with my juices. Two warm mouths then engulfed
my nipples simultaneously, sucking my flesh clean. As if they could
read each other’s minds, the two girls started biting and chewing
on my nips on cue, causing me to tremble and stir. Their hands
returned to my inner thighs and tore off my thong, once and for
all. I felt two fingers approach my pussy from the right, and two
fingers from the left. Shanyn used her two to rub circles all
around my clit, while Canace ran her two up and along my slit. Then
they switched. One would rub my clit, while the other finger-fucked
me. God, so good.
Fuck!
In no
time, I was cumming and cumming and cumming, while their teeth made
a mess of my nipples.

My orgasms were so intense I almost passed
out. Canace laid down beside me and spread her own legs very wide.
I needed no further instruction. This was why I was here! I dove
into her outstretched legs and buried my entire face into her wet
cunt. I pretended to be an amateur when it came to eating pussy. I
did this for two reasons. First, I didn’t want to reveal my secret
– which was that I’d probably eaten as much pussy as both of them.
But also, my clumsiness was a perfect excuse to smear her cunt
juice all over my face. I wanted Canace’s juices on my lips, chin,
cheeks and neck. I wanted to ensure that Jack could detect it all
over me when I got back home. Of course, I managed to bring her
off. She shuddered and enjoyed a hard intense orgasm, squeezing her
legs around my head keeping me in place. I could barely breathe,
but I loved it. I absolutely loved it.

Then I felt Shanyn’s hands on my waist,
and something touching my pussy. I was about to be fucked from
behind by a large strap-on. As thick as it was, the plastic cock
slid inside me easily. It wasn’t surprising considering how wet I
was. Soon Shanyn was slamming into me. With each thrust my face was
smudged up into Canace’s gaping wet hole, as if I didn’t have
enough of her cunt juice on my face.

This went on for some time, until Shanyn
finally pulled out of me, and in a frenzy removed her strap on.
Canace knowing what her partner wanted spun me around. Shanyn was
handing me the strap on, and panted, “Fuck me, put this on quick
and fuck me like I fucked you.”

“May I taste you first?” I pleaded.

“I hate oral. Put the strap-on on, and fuck
me.” She wasn’t kidding.

I did as told. I fucked her the same way
she fucked me, with deep steady thrusts. I withdrew the cock until
only the tip of the head was inside her, then I drove it in deep.
She started to cum, screaming as she did, “Yes...yes…fuck me. FUCK
ME bitch”.

While the three of us were catching our
breath and coming back down to earth after our euphoria, I tried
one more time to get a taste of Shanyn, “Should I lick up your
mess?”

“
No tongue on me Chloe, I can’t take
it.”

Canace
clarified, “It tickles her so much it annoys her. I’m not
allowed to eat her myself; I fuck her like you did.”

I was a bit stunned.
Damn. So close!
Before I knew it, we were
dressed, and I was walking toward the elevator. I was walking like
a zombie. Did I just fail? So close but so far. What just happened
back there? I pressed the UP button to return home. When the doors
opened, an older couple were already on board, heading up to their
own home.
Oh
shit!
They can’t smell
pussy juice on my face can they? I stood as far away from them as
possible, and thankfully only a two floors later they were gone. I
continued on to the Penthouse floor. What should I tell Jack? I
couldn’t lie. That wasn’t even an option. I had Canace’s scent all
over my face, so that was partial success. Would it be enough? I
didn’t know.

I wanted to please him so badly. Pleasing my
Master is what I live for.

Once inside our condo, there he was,
sitting in this old recliner that we had picked up at an antique
store. He was sipping on scotch or something. He looked like a
king. Out of pure instinct, I dropped to my knees and crawled
toward him. He didn’t move but gave me a soft smile as I approached
him.

I figured I better not beat around the
bush and confessed immediately, “I did everything possible Master,
but was only able to achieve partial success.”

He looked at me confused. I’m sure he was
able to smell pussy on me; after all, I hadn’t washed or wiped any
of it off. I explained that while I had Canace’s smell on me, I
wasn’t able to do the same with Shanyn. I told him how the whole
evening went down.

It’s interesting. A part of me wanted him
to be lenient with me, but a part of me didn’t. Sure, it would have
been nice if Jack declared my mission accomplished despite the
technicality, but in a way, I wanted him to stand firm. A true
submissive doesn’t appreciate softness in her dominant. She wants
to be treated fair, and in fairness to Jack – I had not fully
accomplished the said goal. I didn’t want him to let me off the
hook. Thankfully, he didn’t.

I was told that I did not deserve his cock
inside me. I nodded. I also didn’t feel too sorry for myself
considering I’d just had three amazing orgasms with the girls. He
told me to suck his cock, and I did so with complete and total
devotion.

I held his shaft in my right hand and
cradled his balls in my left. He was as hard as steel. His scrotum
held his balls very tightly, a sign of his arousal. I opened my
mouth as wide as possible and wrapped my lips as securely around
his cock head as possible. My tongue worked the very tip and the
vein on the sensitive underside of his cock head. I wanted his warm
cum down my throat more than anything. This was my apology, giving
him the best blowjob I could muster. The first load came quickly.
It was copious and flowed down my throat. I stayed put. Soon, he
was hard again, and this time, I was able to suck him off knowing
he’d last longer. I pumped and urged my second helping out of his
cock and down into my tummy. Two blowjobs back to back. That ought
to satisfy my wonderful Master for the time being.

Jack fell asleep before me that night. While
I lay in bed beside him, listening to his breathing, I replayed the
events of the evening in my head. Was there anything I could have
done differently with Shanyn? I kept thinking and
brainstorming.