Jack Is Busted.
Based on a post by Quinn_McMullen, in 7 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.
Chapter 14.
Friday was a damp, miserable, rainy day. The wind was whipping and I was thankful to have a roof over my head. After I saw Zoë off on her day, I spent a couple hours working on my lesson plans for the coming weeks of classes. I worked on my research a bit, and then had a nice lunch. That afternoon I got out my bass guitar and started practicing pieces our band used to play. Based on Francesca's promise to get gigging again, I downloaded our old repertoire and was playing them on the stereo, playing along to get the timing and rhythm down. It was about half past five and I was having a grand old time.
The piece ended, "Damn you're good."
I must have jumped a foot off the ground. It took me a moment or two to catch my breath, "Damn it Chris! Don't do that to old people."
She was laughing, "I'm sorry. You were really going and I didn't want to interrupt you. I take it you are taking Francesca's idea to get the band together at face value."
"I'm hoping."
Chrissy smiled mischievously, "Well my dear Quinn, I have brought us a 12-pack and we're going to celebrate."
"What?" I set my Fender in the guitar stand, turned off the amp, and took the proffered can.
She said, "Let's go into the living room."
I took the box of beer from her. It was short a few cans. I looked at her quizzically, "Have you been drinking and driving?"
"I had one on the way over. I was fine for driving."
I put the box in the refrigerator and headed to the living room. I sat on the couch hoping she would sit next to me, but instead Chrissy pulled the Ottoman in front of me. She kicked off her brown flats and sat cross-legged. She looked very professional with a pair of loose fitting beige slacks and a forest green blouse.
"My lawyer just called and she got the initial report from her detective buddy." She took a long drink and I motioned for her to continue. "Jack's cunt is not of legal age. And, she's his boss' fucking daughter. He is so fucked! He's is going to go to prison for statutory rape and be somebody's pretty boy bitch."
I took a sip of beer. It was refreshing, "What else?"
"The report has pictures. This guy used a telephoto lens. What's the Latin? In flagrante delicto. Her name is Alexis and now I remember Jack talking about Alex from work. I think this has been going on for a long time. I wonder how long he will keep his job after his boss finds out."
"I'm thinking less than a few seconds."
"He's looking at two to three years in jail and a $10,000 fine. Serves his cheating ass right. He's going to have his puny ass fucked every night."
I said, "So my dearest friend, not to put a damper on your joy, but there are some other things to think about."
"I know. I haven't started down that path yet." She guzzled the rest of her beer.
"Slow down Chrissy We have all night."
She jumped up and got another beer from the fridge.
When she returned, I continued, "Jack in prison means no child support. It probably means he will not get any custody rights, maybe even zero visitation rights. When are you seeing the judge?"
"Wednesday."
"Chrissy, this is probably the last weekend that you will be kid-less for some time. You will soon be a full-time single mom."
"Well, you're a buzz kill."
"Sorry."
Chrissy took a long drink of the beer, "I bet I could get my mom to come out and help. You would like her. She's sexy just like me, but older." She took another long drink.
"Slow down, you're going to be plastered."
"That's the plan."
"Please don't. I love the sober Chrissy Let's get some food. What do you like on your pizza?"
"Pepperoni, extra cheese, and extra garlic."
I called and ordered the pizza, "Be here in twenty minutes."
Chrissy seemed to be getting tipsy, "How about going on a date with me this weekend?"
"That sounds nice. I don't think you're going to be in good shape to go tonight though."
"Tomorrow. Where's a good spot?"
I thought a moment, "How about that new Asian place?"
"Oh, I love sushi. When I was in Japan I lived on sushi and sashimi. You were over there too."
"We have an air base at Atsugi, southwest of Tokyo. Loved everything about Japan."
"I loved everything but the chikkan."
"Chikkan?"
"When the men would grope you on the trains. They'd grab your ass, your crotch, your boobs. Any woman was fair game. Packed tight in those trains you're a sitting duck. During my first week on the train, my arms were pinned. I actually had somebody go up my dress and put their finger in my cooch. Assholes."
"That's horrible."
"I started carrying this small, sharp letter opener and any hand that touched me got stabbed."
Chrissy polished off her beer and went to the fridge for another. She called out, "Want one?"
Mine was still half full, "I'm good."
She came back and sat on the Ottoman, "I gotta lose this bra."
She unbuttoned her blouse, pealed it off, and was soon topless. Chrissy’s beautiful breasts immediately caused my cock to stir.
"Are you back in tease mode?"
"Absolutely. Tonight I am going to drive you crazy with lust."
"My dear Christina, I have been lusting after you for eight years."
"I know. You dirty old man. Lusting after young nubile women like me. Let me allow you to lust after me a little more closely."
Chrissy came and straddled my lap, facing me, her knees on either side of me on the couch. She kissed me, leading with her tongue. "Quinn, you are an absolutely great kisser."
"I think you are better."
She kissed me again. Her soft lips sent a shiver down my spine. Her smooth, warm tongue caused my heart to beat a bit faster. Chrissy placed my hand on her breast. She brought her hand to my face and moaned, her tongue probing further into my mouth.
She started slurring her words a little. "So here's a philosophical question for a philosophical doctor. Now I need to emphasize that this entire scenario is entirely hypothetical. Let's say two friends were friends with shower benefits."
I smiled, "Oh, it is hypothetical. I don't know anyone like that."
She kissed me, "I think you should put down your beer and place this other hand on my breast."
I cupped her soft mound. My cold fingers moved gently over her erect nipples. Goosebumps rose on her chest.
Chrissy licked my earlobe and whispered, "My body is aching for you. I really need you Quinn. I need your cock inside me."
"Let's sober you up first."
She kissed my mouth again. "I think we were having a discussion."
"Yes. Hypothetically of course."
"Yes. So if these two hypothetical people were to go on a date, could the date end romantically?"
"By romantically you mean kissing and hugging?"
She kissed me, "By romantically, I mean wild, passionate sex. Like fucking my lights out."
"Your lights out?
"Remember, I'm asking for a friend."
"So I am not an expert on contract law, but I am assuming these two friends have some kind of agreement?"
I reached for my beer and had a drink. After I set it down she returned my hand to her breast. "They do, but it only involves showering events."
"Okay. So where might these two theoretical people go on a date?"
"Maybe to a nice Asian restaurant. Maybe afterward a romantic walk in the park. Maybe after that they might retire to the gentleman's home to suck cock and eat coochie."
"Ah."
"A night of continuous orgasm."
There was a knock on the door. I said, "Pizza guy is here. You can stand to the side. He won't see you."
I went to the door and invited the guy in from the rain. He looked to be in his twenties.
I said, "How much is it?"
"$22.00"
He handed me a credit card receipt and I started to add a tip.
Just then Chrissy came in wearing a smile and nothing else, "I'll take the pizza."
The delivery guy was dumbfounded. She got up very close and repeated, "I said that I can take the pizza."
He took the pizza out of the thermal bag and handed it to her. She turned around and we both watched her beautiful ass sashay off to the dining room.
I said, "Sorry about that," and handed him the signed receipt.
"No problem. That's a wonderful view."
"Thanks. I'll let her know."
I let him back out into the rain, then headed to the dining room. Chrissy had just cracked open another beer. She said, "God, Zoë is right. That is so hot to expose yourself to some unknowing guy. I am so wet."
She put her fingers in her coochie and stuck them into my mouth. I closed my eyes and sucked. Pure ambrosia. My cock stiffened further and pressed against my trousers.
Chrissy placed her hand on my budge, "I love doing that to you."
She gave me a tiptoe kiss.
I said, "Well, let's eat."
I put a slice on a plate and handed it to Chrissy
"Thank you kind sir."
"You are most welcome."
I got a slice for me. "Remembering that this scenario is purely hypothetical, how would these friends reach continuous orgasms?"
"Well, my hypothetical friend is actually a little bit of a slut."
"Oh. What does she enjoy?"
"She loves to suck cock. She loves to take a man completely in her throat. She loves the taste of cum. Although that didn't happen very often with her loveless marriage. She loves to fuck and fuck and then fuck some more. She really needs to be fucked right now."
"Oh. That sounds like a very interesting woman. What does her friend with shower benefits enjoy?"
"Hypothetically, I heard he loves to eat coochie."
"Your hypothetical friends sound like the amorous types."
"Oh, they are. Like I said, she is coming from a loveless marriage and needs to be cuddled and kissed and licked and fucked. He has been lonely for too many years."
I finished my first piece of pizza and grabbed a second slice, "I see. So how would the shower benefits agreement change? Hypothetically of course."
"Well, I'm not sure. I'm thinking that it needs to be expanded to involve lots of fucking and of course more fucking."
"I think you are very drunk."
"I am so fucking drunk. How about if I give you a blow job? I love giving blow jobs."
"Let's get some food in you."
"How about if you fuck me? I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me?"
"Why don't we sober you up?"
"Why would we want to do that?
I was lost in her eyes. "My dear Christina, will you do me a really big favor?"
"I will my dear Quinn."
"Can we make that your last beer?"
"I thought you would love to have me drunk so you could take advantage of me."
"I would never do that to you. Can I tell you a story? A story about Roz?"
"Okay. Is it sad?"
"Maybe in a way. She used to have a serious drinking problem. This was about fifteen, twenty years ago. She would down one, sometimes two bottles of wine a day. This one time she got horny as hell. Walking around the house naked. Sat on my lap, pushing her breasts into my face. I got into it. I took her upstairs, started eating her coochie. I thought I was getting her close to an orgasm and she started snoring on me. Roz was so damned drunk she fell asleep while I was trying to make love to her. Whenever she was drunk, I stopped trying. Her drinking went on for a long time after that. We eventually patched things up, but I would never try anything when she had been drinking. Can you see why I would love to have you sober this evening?"
Chrissy stood up and kissed my lips. She strutted to the kitchen. She walked back empty handed, "I poured it down the sink. I hope you don't mind garlic breath."
"I live for garlic breath."
"I'm really sorry. Please don't hate me."
"I could never hate you."
"I'm pretty fucked up right now."
"Eat some pizza."
She came over next to me, "Can you move your chair out a little so I can sit on you?"
I slid my chair out and Chrissy threw her leg over so that she sat on my lap facing me; her hands behind my neck. "Thank you for sharing that with me. I promise I will never do that to you. Well, I promise once I get sober. Right now I am wet for you."
"Chrissy, I am not going to take advantage of you."
She kissed me, "Quinn, please. I really need you to fuck me hard and then fuck me some more."
"Chrissy.."
She pressed her mouth against mine, probing with her tongue. "Let me at least suck your cock."
"Chrissy, I want you to sober up first."
"Just my fucking luck! I fall in love with a goddamn gentleman!"
"Here, let's get some food in you to absorb some of the alcohol."
Tears started to flow. "Quinn, you have no idea how much I fucking love you."
"Yes, I do."
"Okay, you do, but I need you. I need you to make me cum. All I keep thinking about is when you made me cum. Please, make me cum?"
"All in due time."
"Fuck! You're impossible."
She stood up and staggered backward.
I grabbed her arm and steadied her. "I'll tell you what. Let me take you up to my bed and I'll snuggle with you. When you're sober, I'll make you cum."
"Okay. That's a deal!"
I led her up the stairs.
At the top Chrissy gagged, "I'm gonna puke."
She ran to the toilet and I found her on her knees, retching. I pulled her hair back out of the way and knelt behind her.
After several minutes she mumbled, "God, I feel like an ass."
"Here, let me help you up."
I got her to her feet and led her to the sink where I wiped her face. I had her drink some water to help with hydration. "Let's get you into bed."
"Will you fuck me?"
"Eventually, but not now."
I got her under the covers, then stripped and got in behind her. I spooned her with one hand under her head, and one on her hip. I pressed my erection against her ass crack.
"That feels so nice. You promise you'll fuck me?"
"I promise when you are sobered up.
"Quinn, why are you so nice to me?"
"Because I love you Chrissy"
"I love you too."
In moments she was asleep.
Chapter 15.
When I was awakened by my clock radio at 7:30, I heard some heavy breathing. Chrissy was lying next to me on her stomach. She had thrown off the covers and her lovely ass was in plain view. I thought, she'll have a hangover. I slipped out of bed and turned off the radio, figuring that sleep would be best for her. I went downstairs and made coffee while I red the news. The rain had passed and it promised to be a nice day.
About half past eight, I went up with a mug of coffee the way she likes it with two maximum strength headache pills. I also brought up a bottle of Gatorade. I set everything on the night stand and gently kissed the side of her face. She moaned.
I sat down on the bed next to her and rubbed her back and ass. "Good morning, beautiful. How are you feeling?"
She moaned again. I continued rubbing. Finally, she rolled onto her side and looked at me through slitted eyelids.
I grabbed the Gatorade and pills. "Here sit up. Maximum strength headache medicine."
She did as I bid, put the pills in her mouth, and shallowed some drink. "I probably look like hell."
"Yes, but a very beautiful hell."
"Did we make love last night?"
"No, you had a few too many beers and I wasn't going to take advantage of you."
She swung her legs so that she was sitting next to me, "Was I an embarrassment?"
"No, but you wanted to renegotiate our agreement. If my memory serves, you wanted me to 'fuck your lights out.' When you were close to passing out, I brought you up and just snuggled with you. You fell asleep almost immediately."
"You are scholar and a gentleman. Any idea where my phone is?"
"Probably down in your clothes. Want me to get it for you?"
"If you don't mind. I should take a shower to see if that helps. My head is killing me."
"Drink some Gatorade. That may help rehydrate you. There's also some coffee."
I went down and retrieved her phone. She was just getting ready to climb in the shower.
She opened up the phone, "Zoë wants to go hiking with Asha and Wendy. Want to go?"
"Do you? You're the one with the hangover."
"I would probably do me good. I'll let her know. Want to come?"
"Sure. It's going to be a really nice day."
I got dressed and made us a nice breakfast of bacon and eggs. Chrissy came down in my robe and was pretty quiet for most of the meal.
Eventually, she broke the silence. "So what did we negotiate last night? I can't remember much."
"Let's see. I distinctly remembering that you agreed to be my sex slave for life."
She slapped my arm. "I did not."
"Oh, you did. You were going to live here naked and be at my beck and call 24/7, fucking and sucking."
"No, seriously."
"You hinted at a new agreement. I didn't take it seriously. I mentioned that this is most likely your last kid-less weekend. You thought that we should go on a date tonight."
"Oh, that sounds nice. Where are we going?"
"I suggested that new Asian restaurant."
"Oh, I like that."
I asked, "Do you remember anything else from last night?"
"I remember making you jump went you were playing your guitar."
"Do you remember the pizza guy?"
She cringed, "Oh, that's right. I took the pizza from him naked."
"He said to thank you for that."
"Quinn, you need to stop me when I start drinking. I am not good for myself."
"Do you remember the story I told you about Roz?"
She shook her head and I told her the story again.
She placed her hand on my arm, "Quinn, I promise I will never do that to you again."
"I'm going to hold you to that. The big thing last night was that you kept begging me to give you an orgasm."
"I really could use one. Maybe later we can make a new deal. I think I would like to have a friends with benefits agreement like Zoë has."
"That might be a good dinner discussion."
"Do you think we can have the agreement take effect tonight?"
I smiled, "I think we could negotiate something."
Chrissy raised my hand to her lips and kissed it.
From the direction of the mudroom, I heard, "Yoo hoo!"
I called out, "We're in the kitchen!"
Zoë and Asha soon walked in. I stood and gave Zoë a big hug and a kiss. Holding her made my heart race.
Asha was South Asian. She was of average height with a very shapely, buxom figure. She had pretty brown eyes and her dark hair was drawn up in a ponytail. Both women were dressed for hiking.
I hugged Asha, her breasts pressing into my chest. "It is so good to see you."
She gave me another squeeze, "Quinn, you have a lovely house."
"Thank you. I was going to offer you some coffee, but I see Zoë is taking care of that."
Zoë had poured two mugs and brought them to the table, "Chrissy, I put a bag of clothes on the stairs for you."
Chrissy stood and gave Zoë, then Asha a hug, "I was naughty last night. I had way too much to drink. I have a pretty good hangover."
Asha patted her arm, "We'll be careful not to raise our voices."
"Thanks. I'll go get changed. It might take me a while. If I don't come down soon, send out a rescue party."
Zoë, Asha, and I sat down, while Chrissy left to change. Zoë turned to me, "What got her drinking?"
"She came over to celebrate the fact that Jack's probably going to jail for a few years."
Zoë nodded.
I said, "Jack's girlfriend is underage."
Zoë said, "What an idiot. He ruined a wonderful marriage, now he's going to jail."
Asha took a sip of coffee, "This is good. So Zoë tells me you are pretty much a rookie hiker."
I smiled, "I've only had one hike, so you need to take it easy on me."
"Zoë also tells me you know about our hiking organization."
I looked over and smiled at Zoë, "I do and she provided a demonstration on our hike."
Asha laughed, "Well, I hope you don't mind, but we plan on being wood nymphs today. You may join us in our adventures if you like."
"I'm going to love this hike. I think I'll join you, but this pasty white skin will need a lot of sunscreen."
Zoë said, "Got the SPF five thousand ready for you. Wendy's coming too. She's going to meet us there. I packed a lunch for everyone. Asha's vegetarian, I hope you don't mind."
"Sounds fine."
Chrissy came down and went to the fridge, hunting for another Gatorade. "I really need to get hydrated. I feel like my brain is rattling around inside my skull."
I said, "We can bring whatever is left in there. Everyone ready?"
Asha stood, "Let's go!"
Zoë drove us to the trailhead. There were three cars parked there.
Wendy was sitting on the hood of her car. She jumped down and ran over, "Quinn! We're going to finally have some satyr action!"
She gave me a strong hug. Wendy was an exceptionally athletic woman. She ran marathons as her daily exercise routine, as a result she was slender. She was around five-feet tall with well-defined legs. She wore a t-shirt, running shorts, and hiking boots. The nipples on her average breasts stood out prominently.
Zoë handed me her sunscreen. I placed my foot on her bumper and started applying it to my legs. Chrissy and Zoë joined me.
Asha explained, "We hiked here several weeks ago. That time, we waited to go full nymph once we crossed over the stream into the deeper part of the forest. Not a lot of folks hike beyond that point."
Wendy said, "Going nymph is such a rush. Quinn, it is so cool you are going to join us. Everyone ready?"
It was obvious that Wendy was our leader. There were two knapsacks and I volunteered to carry one, Asha the other.
As we started on the trail, Asha fell in beside me at the end of the line. "So you know my orientation, right?"
"Yeah. That's cool. I'd love to get your opinion on oral sex."
Asha smiled, "One of my favorite topics."
"I consider myself pretty good at it, but I'm always looking to learn more."
"Okay, so let me ask you: what is your basic cunnilingus philosophy?"
I thought for a moment. "Bring my lover to an orgasm and keep her there as long as possible."
"I can't argue with that. How do you do that?"
"I first try to tease her as much as possible with foreplay and by working her erogenous areas."
"That's good. So many people, men and women both, discount the value of foreplay. I tell people, 'Go slow. It isn't a race.'"
I nodded, "I agree."
The trail narrowed and I allowed Asha to go before me. She had a lovely pair of hips that swayed when she walked.
She said over her shoulder, "So what's your approach when you get to her lady parts?"
"I try to work the entire vulva. I especially love the taste and smell of a woman. I try to keep teasing and avoid her clit until I think she's ready."
The trail widened and Asha waited for me. "One of the things that I have found is that when you think a woman is ready, it is best to tease her some more. Chanda is an expert at teasing me. I feel like I need her on my clit and instead she holds off. Sometimes I think she will make me cum and she returns to my breasts. Anticipation is a powerful drug. I have an amazing lover. I think anticipation and desire play as much a part in her love making as physical touch. Little things like sucking on my nipple, then just breathing on me."
"That's really interesting Asha. I am a very oral person. I want to use my mouth on everything."
"Oh, I'm with you on that."
Asha and I had fallen pretty far behind. The others were no longer in sight. I thought we were keeping a pretty nice pace though, so I didn't say anything.
Asha stopped for a moment and stretched her back. "I know men love big boobs, but these things are hard to carry around with you all the time."
"Doesn't Chanda like your breasts?"
"Oh, she loves them. They're just hard on my back."
Asha started walking again.
I continued the conversation, "So, what do you know about the g-spot?"
"Sometimes it is very hard to find. I'm not sure I have one."
"Really? I thought that was standard equipment for all vaginas."
"I used to think so too, but Chanda has been unable to find mine. I know she has one. Just when I think she may have reached peak orgasm, I place my finger there and it sends her to another level."
I nodded, "I think the g-spot is one of the most amazing things about a woman's body."
We came over a hill and our three friends were waiting for us on the other side of the stream.
Wendy called out, "Boy, you two are slow!"
Asha said, "It's my fault. My back is bothering me and Quinn is being a gentleman keeping me company."
I countered, "Actually, it's my fault. I'm just old and slow. Asha was actually keeping Me company."
Wendy waved it off, "Just as long as you're both okay. We can take the knapsacks. But it's time to get naked!"
Wendy whipped off her t-shirt exposing her pert breasts. She had small areolas with large nipples. She stripped off her shorts. Her pubes were light brown in contrast to her almost entirely grey head. She had trimmed them so that her labia were clean-shaven, but her mons was covered with a lovely triangle of hair. It was a very attractive sight. She came over and took my knapsack.
My two lovers stripped. Seeing their amazing naked bodies made me feel so blessed to have them as my intimate friends. Asha pulled her t-shirt over her head. Her ample, brown breasts had a lovely, ever so slight sag with dark, upturned nipples. Her areolas were about half-dollar sized. When she dropped her shorts, I saw that she only trimmed to keep her pubes from showing beyond a swimsuit. The sight brought me back to my college days when women were proud of a full bush.
I had pulled my shirt over my head and quickly dropped my shorts. Even with all the beautiful, exposed female flesh around me, I doubted whether I could get an erection going. I certainly couldn't maintain one.
Wendy came over and handed me a water bottle. "You're about the age of my husband. Since we're looking for you to be in satyr mode, take one of these." She handed me a yellow pill. "Better living through chemistry."
I looked at the pill. "Ah, Cialis."
Wendy said, "I'm hoping in about a half hour or so, you will have a serious hard-on."
I looked at my pasty white skin, "I think I need sunscreen. Would any of you lovely colleagues like to help me?"
Quickly I had eight hands applying sunscreen. I was surprised that Asha went for my cock.
Asha smiled at me, "We don't want you getting sunburned here."
In a few moments I was fully covered. Zoë took Asha's knapsack and kept back with Asha and me.
Asha said, "Quinn and I have been discussing the finer points of cunnilingus."
Zoë observed, "Quinn is an expert."
I asked, "Asha, do you know about our arrangement?"
"Yeah. Zoë filled me in. Sounds like a wonderful opportunity for all involved."
Zoë laughed, "Wonderful is downplaying it a bit. I get to have amazing sex with a delightful, caring man twice a week. Short of being married, I don't things could be any better."
As we continued walking, I felt my cock become more and more erect.
I noticed that Chrissy and Wendy would wait for us. I don't know if they were checking me out, or they wanted me to check them out. After about twenty minutes my cock was at more than half-mast, horizontal to the ground and swinging from side to side.
I noticed that Zoë and Asha had fallen farther back and I was actually closer to Wendy and Chrissy I was pretty sure what Zoë was talking to Asha about, so I caught up to the leaders.
Wendy turned around and saw me close behind, "Quinn, what do you think?"
"The scenery is wonderful. The forest is nice too."
Chrissy laughed, "Flattery will get you everywhere Dr. McMullen."
Wendy stopped and turned, "You really like seeing us naked?"
"Are you kidding me? The four of you are so beautiful."
"I can see you liking Asha, she's got those great boobs."
"Wendy, you are just as beautiful. Chrissy, how do I feel about small breasts?"
Chrissy stopped walking, "Quinn actually prefers small breasts."
Wendy laughed, "I'm liking you more and more. Plus, that erection is really looking good."
"Thanks. I have to say that it is a little weird walking around with a hard-on."
Chrissy said, "I like the way it is bouncing back and forth. Yum."
The forest canopy was keeping out much of the sunshine and you could see quite a way up the trail. We were about two miles into the woods when we saw two couples approaching. Wendy was giddy with excitement and hurried ahead to greet them.
As the couples approached us one woman engaged Wendy, "This looks so cool!"
One man grimaced, "Linda, are you nuts!"
Linda grabbed her breasts, "No! I would love to free these girls!"
The woman was quite buxom. She wore a baggy shirt that hid most of her figure.
The rest of us came up alongside Wendy. Linda and the other woman were eying my cock. The gents were fixated on the breasts of my colleagues.
Wendy said, "You should join our hiking club. We do this regularly."
Linda reached down and pulled her shirt over her head exposing her breasts. Large areolas were centered nicely on her ample mounds.
The gentleman who must have been with Linda cried, "What the fuck Linda!"
Linda laughed, "My girls need to be free. This feels great."
Wendy dug into her knapsack for her purse and handed Linda a business card, "Let me know if you would like to come with us on our next hike."
"I'd love it. What do you think Sarah?"
The other woman made a face, "Let me think about it."
Asha chimed in, "We only get naked on this side of the stream. Hardly anyone comes up this far."
Sarah pointed at me, "What's up with your guy friend? Pun intended."
Wendy laughed, "Oh we're the wood nymphs and Quinn's a satyr. Traditionally they have to have an erection so we gave him some Cialis."
Linda clapped her hands and made her breasts jiggle a bit, "I love it! I'm so coming with you next time."
Linda's man friend started walking, "I'm done."
Linda wasn't, "So you just hike around naked?"
Chrissy laughed, "Yeah. It's pretty arousing when you run into someone like this. I would bet that the four of us girls are pretty wet right now having these male eyes on us."
Linda nodded, "Hell, I can feel my lady parts dripping already." She looked to her male friend walking in the distance. "We should probably get moving. This has been so cool running into you. I'll send you an email so you can tell me when you go hiking again."
We started on our way and the three of them on theirs.
Asha spoke up, "Wendy, how big should we let our club get?"
Wendy said, "I don't know. But I would be thrilled to have Linda join us."
Asha smiled, "I know I'm going to love having her. She has a beautiful body."
We hiked up to an exposed ridgeline and had our lunch. For some reason, I was expecting there to be some sex involved, but I was disappointed. It was quite a rush having all these female eyes constantly checking me out and I'm pretty sure they enjoyed the attention I provided them.
By the time our lunch break was over the effects of the Cialis had worn off. Since the label recommended only one dose per day, Wendy didn't give me another. On the way back we ran into a group of three middle-aged gentlemen who were very polite and attentive.
Zoë dropped me off my house around 3:30 and I told Chrissy I would pick her up at 6. My first chore once I got home was some ibuprofen. The second was a short nap.
Chapter 16.
I showed up at Zoë's house about 6. I called in through the screen door, "Hello!"
I heard Zoë's voice, "Come on in!"
I found Zoë in the kitchen cleaning some dishes. I came up behind her and gave her a hug. I kissed her neck and she squealed.
"Oh, you gave me shivers!"
I cupped her breasts, giving her nipples a little pitch and took her earlobe into my mouth. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are Dr. Maisano?
She turned around, put her hands behind my neck, and kissed me. "Thank you. I didn't tell you. Asha is in. Probably tomorrow."
"How do you feel about that?"
"A little nervous. A little excited."
I smiled and kissed her again, "Where's Chrissy?"
I heard her descending the stairs. "I'm coming!"
I turned around and Chrissy came through the doorway. She wore a sundress with a red and white floral pattern with red flats. She had curled and colored her hair so that all trace of grey was gone.
"Christina, you look lovely."
She came over, hugged me and gave me a kiss, "Thank you my handsome friend."
"Princess Zoë, I promise to have Princess Christina home sometime Sunday."
Zoë asked Chrissy, "What time do you pick up Johnny tomorrow?"
"4:30 so he can be in bed by 7."
"Well, you two have fun."
I gave Zoë another kiss.
Chrissy and I drove the short distance to the new Asian restaurant. She was going to practice her Japanese until she found out that the owners were Korean. We had a very nice dinner sharing stories from our respective times in Japan. The entire time was spent gazing into each other's eyes.
We were in a corner booth and the place was noisy enough that we couldn't be overheard. Chrissy still whispered. She reached over and touched my hand. "I am wondering if you would help me with some research."
"What kind of research?"
"Creative writing research."
"Okay."
"Ever since that wonderful Friday evening, I have been thinking about making love with you again. In the evening after Johnny goes to bed I go online. The whole idea of porn and the objectification of women repulses me. But I have found a guilty pleasure; erotica."
"Cool. So how does that involve research?"
"Well, I'm thinking I am going to write my own stories. I will change the names, places, and stuff like that. But I need some first-hand research."
"I would be happy to help you as much as I can. So how erotic is this erotica?"
"Some of it is really good. Some of it sucks which is why I want to write. I know I can do better. I really get off on the good stuff. There is a real lack of stories written from a woman's perspective."
"So in the interest of research, what happens when you get a really good story?"
Chrissy smiled impishly and lowered her voice further. "I told you that I have a dildo, right?"
"Yes."
"Well, I also got myself a nice vibrator."
"Perhaps the writer in you should paint the scene for me."
"Oh, good idea. So, the first thing I do is lock the door. The last thing I need is Johnny walking in on me at the height of an orgasm. I strip down to nothing and settle in on my bed with some pillows behind my head. I get my laptop out and I begin searching for some highly rated erotica. I am usually playing with my nipples or fingering my clit while I'm doing this."
"So what are you looking for?"
"Usually something from a woman's point of view, or something that is sympathetic to how women experience sex."
"I take it a lot of the stories are guys pounding coochie?"
"Now, don't get me wrong. Some days a girl really needs to have rough sex."
"But that wouldn't relate to present company or today's date."
Chrissy had a shit-eating grin on her face. "Oh, no. I'm a fragile as a gal can get. I would hate to have you slam into me. To pound me into orgasm after orgasm. To use me like a wanton whore filling me with your huge member. Be filled with so much cum that it runs like a river down my legs. To have you fuck me until I can barely stand. To be fucked so hard that I ache for days."
I laughed, "It sounds like you have some of the language down. Do they actually use terms like 'huge member'?"
"Sometimes, but not a lot. I used it because it is such a cliché. I will need to avoid clichés in my actual writing."
"So you would hate if I were to treat you like that."
Chrissy got a serious look on her face, "Quinn, please don't take this the wrong way. I absolutely adore that you are such an attentive, caring lover. But sometimes a woman needs rough sex. Sometimes I need rough sex."
"Duly noted. Zoë enjoys it too. You were talking about what you like to read."
"One turn off is that size plays a big part in a lot of the stories; huge cocks, triple D boobs. I mean how many people are at the extreme size end. I want something that I can relate to. Normal sized breasts. Normal sized cocks. When I find something good, I like to tweak my nipples to get me started. When I get my juices flowing I get my dildo and start fucking myself as I read the story. As I start getting close, I put the vibrator on my clit. That will usually send me over the edge. I feel myself contracting on the dildo. The warmth and pleasure flows up through my body."
"It doesn't sound like you need me to help you."
"Solitary sex is actually very boring. There is nothing like feeling warm skin-to-skin contact. Of feeling your mouth on my mouth, on my body. Feeling your tongue probe into my snatch. Feeling you tease me, bring me to the edge and pull me back. Of feeling your phallus slip into my warmth and wetness. Feeling you sustain my orgasm beyond what I am capable of doing."
"Chrissy, if I can share something; you have me leaking pre-cum all over my leg."
"I'm so wet right now."
"So is this the research you need to do?"
"Actually I was hoping for more of a hands-on approach."
"In that case, we probably need to renegotiate our agreement. This probably isn't a good place to do that."
I paid the bill, then drove us to the park downtown. It was a balmy evening with a gentle, warm breeze rustling the trees.
As we were getting out of the car, Chrissy asked, "Why the park?"
"You suggested it last night."
"Please don't let me drink like that again."
I put my arm around her shoulder and she put hers around my waist. We began strolling down the path that circles the lake. The sun had just set and twilight was settling in.
Chrissy broke the silence, "So what did I suggest last night?"
"I told you. You want to be my sex slave."
She slapped my ass, "I did not. Although, on second thought being your sex slave would have a very nice benefits package. Maybe we should discuss me being your sex slave."
"Because you don't have any other obligations, like motherhood or teaching."
"You're right. What did we discuss?"
"Mostly, you were demanding that I fuck you."
"Remember our discussion at the restaurant?"
"Where you told me you were a fragile flower?"
"When I said I needed rough sex. But back to last night."
"Mostly you were discussing a hypothetical renegotiation."
"Well, let's not be hypothetical. What do you think about being friends with benefits?"
"So first, what happened to your idea that you and I shouldn't be lovers?"
"Quinn, I haven't been able to stop thinking about that first Friday evening with you. That was the best orgasm I have ever had. Every time I had sex with Mr. Asshole I faked the orgasm. He was clueless and didn't know the difference. He was really good at pounding me, but not a lot more. With you it was completely different. You actually cared about me."
"I still care about you, but you need to know that bringing a woman to an orgasm for me is just as pleasurable as having one myself."
"See! I don't know very men like that. In fact, I know a total of one: you. You gave me an insight into what my life could be and what my life has been missing."
"So, before we negotiate, what is it you are looking for in this arrangement?"
Chrissy thought for a while, "Trust. I need to be with someone I can trust. I think I miss the intimacy of a lover. Skin-to-skin contact. Being held after making love. Being regularly brought to the heights of ecstasy. I miss being able to share things with my lover. Being treated like a person and not a life support system for a cunt that only exists for the other person's sexual gratification. I also would like to have some freedom to explore like Zoë has been doing. That doesn't mean I haven't loved our semi-sexual time together, but I need real sexual time together. I have this hunger to have an orgasm again like you gave me."
I nodded. "Anything else?"
"The reality of being a single mom is starting to dawn on me. I said that you and I should date other people so we wouldn't be rebound lovers, but so far this is my only date. How about you?"
"This is my second. Although, I wouldn't even call the first a date."
"Why not?"
"I went down to the state university library and this very nice research assistant did a shitload of work for me. I took her out to dinner on Wednesday at a new Greek restaurant as thanks. There can't be anything between us. I'm old enough to be her grandfather."
"Well, you're old enough to be my father."
"Chrissy, there a substantial difference between twenty and thirty-eight years."
"Okay."
"I had a nice dinner with Violet, that's her name, and nothing more. Oh, she kissed me twice before she ran into her house."
"Hopefully, with this date there will be something more."
"Back on task. Now I will have two friends with benefits. How do we make sure this doesn't get awkward?"
Chrissy thought some more. "Well, I guess there are two ways to go. Complete openness or complete secrecy."
"I almost feel like Zoë should be part of this conversation."
Chrissy whipped out her phone, "Let's call her."
I pointed to a park bench and we sat down.
Chrissy put the phone on speaker.
Zoë answered, "Hey."
Chrissy said, "Hey, so Quinn and I are discussing a friends with benefits arrangement and we decided that you need to be a part of the discussion."
Zoë called out, "Hey Quinn!"
I responded, "Hi, Zoë! So how would you feel about Chrissy and I having an arrangement like ours?"
The phone was silent for a moment, "I guess I would be good with that."
I said, "We thought there could be two ways to go. Completely open or complete secrecy. I think we are leaning towards the former."
Chrissy added, "Zoë, you are my best friend. Is there anything I haven't shared with you?"
Zoë said, "No. We share everything."
I asked, "Now, you two aren't going to start getting jealous of one another are you?"
Chrissy smiled, "I was getting of jealous of you Zoë, but I think if I know I will have my turn, I won't be jealous."
Zoë said, "I'm good. This has been the most amazing part of my entire life."
I asked, "So we can talk about what happens between the three of us now?"
Chrissy touched my arm, "Zoë has been telling me just about everything that the two of you have done. I think maybe that's why I'm so damned horny. Well, that and seeing you naked all the time."
Zoë laughed, "Maybe we should think about the three of us doing things together."
I looked at Chrissy, "How would you feel about that?"
"I don't know. I don't think I'm bi."
Zoë said, "It can be part of our experimenting. I am finding all sorts of things about myself."
Chrissy shrugged, "Sure. I guess."
I interjected, "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. I think we need to talk about days."
Chrissy turned to me, "If my memory serves, Sunday and Thursday evenings are your times with Zoë."
I asked Chrissy, "What's your class schedule?
"Tuesday and Thursday mornings are completely free. My first class isn't until 3:30."
I pondered, "I'm wondering whether or not I would be recovered by Thursday evening. What does Friday look like?"
"I don't have anything. Well, we always have meetings or training on Friday afternoon, but no classes."
I thought for a moment, "Zoë, how would you feel about moving from Thursdays to Wednesdays?"
"That would work."
I stated, "Chrissy, then you and I could have Tuesday and Friday mornings. My old man body will be completely recovered for both of you."
I looked at Chrissy, "Anything else we need to talk to Zoë about?"
"No."
"Zoë?"
Zoë answered, "I'm good. Talk to you tomorrow."
Chrissy pushed 'End'.
I asked, "What time would you show up in the morning?"
"The earliest I can drop Johnny off at kindergarten is 8. I could be at your house by 8:15."
"If your mom isn't there I could go to your house."
"Oh, that's an option. Let's wait until Mr. Asshole is in jail though. It would still be around 8:15 though. I really think I'm going to ask my mom to come out. I was also thinking I would make you and Zoë emergency contact people for Johnny's school. Would you be cool with that?"
"Sure."
Chrissy took my hand, "Can I say something?"
"Absolutely."
"Don't get me wrong, I love Zoë more than you could ever know. But the idea of you and me having sex with her does not sound appealing in the least."
"I can understand that. I have zero interest in anything with another guy. If it comes up again I will steer Zoë toward another person."
"Thanks."
A crescent moon hung low in the western sky. The gloaming was darkening into night. Widely scattered lights were coming on, illuminating the walkway around the lake.
I turned to Chrissy, "I think we can legally explore some of this research you were going to do."
"I know it is a little dark, but I was thinking I would like to explore Zoë's exhibitionist angle a bit more."
"How might you do that?"
"I was thinking the first thing would be to walk around the park naked."
Chrissy pulled her sundress over her head and handed it to me. All she was wearing was her red flats. The sight of Chrissy’s breasts with their erect nipples brought additional blood to my crotch. Her lovely delta of pubes had my cock straining in my pants.
"Even if I beg you, you can't give me my dress back until tomorrow morning. Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise. So, what will you do if we come across someone here in the park?"
"Well, I don't know. That's part of the research.
There was some light from the lampposts along the walkway.
She took my hand, "If you don't mind me asking, what affect does this have on you?"
"See for yourself."
Chrissy rubbed the front of my trousers. "Interesting results. We may have to examine the validity of my observation in a bit."
"What effect is it having on you?" I placed my hand on her naked crotch, "There's quite a bit of moisture there, Dr. Ashby."
"More interesting results."
She squeezed my hand. "God, this is exciting and terrifying at the same time."
It was hard not to look at her. "You are so beautiful."
She pirouetted on the sidewalk ahead of me.
I had an evil thought. "What are you going to do if we run into some of our students?"
"Oh, shit Quinn! I didn't think of that. Give me my dress."
"Sorry, I can't. You made me pinky promise. Just relax. It's a beautiful evening. How does the early autumn air feel on your naked body?"
"Exhilarating. I don't think I've ever been so attuned to my surroundings. Look how hard my nipples are."
She put my hand to her breast. They were are hard as I have ever felt a nipple. I gave a little pinch.
"I'm so wet. Juices are actually running down my legs."
I ran my fingers across her labia and brought the nectar to my tongue. "You taste so good."
Ahead on the path we heard voices.
Chrissy was immediately panicked and she ran to some bushes over to the side. I sat down on a park bench several yards further along.
A few minutes later, a group of five students came strolling down the walkway. I got the impression that they might be a little high. "Hey, Doctor M. What brings you out here tonight?"
"Just waiting on a friend."
"Well, have a good night."
"You too."
When the students were out of sight I decided to see where Chrissy hid herself. I found her lying on some grass behind a bush, her legs splayed. Her back was arched and she was vigorously rubbing her clit. She looked to be either in an orgasm, or close to one.
I came up right next to her. "Need some help?"
She jumped and shrieked, "Quinn, don't do that!"
I lay down between her legs and took over the clitoral stimulation, using my tongue instead. Within seconds of touching her she came. I probed into her cooch and found her g-spot. Her contractions were strong and I kept them going. Chrissy arched her back putting her weight on the back of her head. Her mouth was open, gasping for breath. Her fingers tightly gripped my hair pressing my face to her vulva. I continued flicking my tongue on her clit.
She must have passed the sensitivity barrier because she whimpered and jerked my head back. I got to my knees and dropped my pants. I pressed my erection into her warmth. Her hands went to my hips and I started vigorously thrusting. Her cooch steadily squeezed my cock.
My arms began to tire so I brought her legs up, placing her ankles on my shoulders. I decided to give Chrissy what she wanted and began slamming myself into her. Chrissy was looking up at me wide-eyed. Her mouth open, gasping for breath. After all the sex of the past several weeks I had some serious staying power. Even still, after many minutes I began to tire. I brought her legs to the ground and holding on to her, rolled us both over so that I was now on my back. My cock still in her coochie.
I grabbed her hips, "Come on Chris! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!
I could see her struggling to control her body, the orgasm was still raging. Her cooch squeezing my cock. She leaned on my chest for a moment, so I started thrusting up into her. No rest for the weary. Her moaning began again. I realized that I was going to have to do most of the work, so I rolled us over onto her back again. I brought her knees up to my chest and decided to go all out, slamming my cock into her as quickly as I could.
I finally reached the point of no return. My body trembled as I shot my seedless spunk into her coochie. Exhausted, I rolled us over onto my back again and Chrissy collapsed onto my chest, her cooch still contracting on my cock. We lay there for quite a while as her orgasm finally ebbed.
She patted my chest. "You have no idea how much I needed that. I don't think I have ever cum with that intensity. This is such a rush being naked out here."
We lay on the grass for quite a while. My limp cock still in Chrissy’s coochie.
She sat up and placed her hands on my chest. "You realize that I will need to do more research."
"I don't know how much more I can help."
"Oh, you'll help. I'll get you hard again, even if I have to suck for an hour."
"Okay. I'm cool with that. How about if you start telling me the narrative that you will use."
A bit of light from a street light played across her face. "He had just fucked me as hard as I had ever been fucked, but I craved more. I leaned back on my lover's cock still in my snatch. While my body was finally satisfied after weeks of sexual frustration, I needed more heart pounding sex. The orgasmic afterglow still permeated my body. My lover reached up and took my nipples between his fingers."
Chrissy grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts. "Pay attention. You will need to be doing everything in my narrative."
"Very well!" I started kneading her nipples.
She continued, "Pulses of pleasure shot down my spine from my nipples to my clit. I needed to be properly fucked again, but I knew my lover needed to recover. I had to plan the timing of my blow job. I decided that my first action would be to clean his cock from our intense love making session. I rose off him and his limp cock plopped out of my lady parts. I wanted him to see me on his cock so I positioned myself between his legs. I felt his cum running down my leg. I used my hand to collect it and greedily sucked my fingers. My lover's cum was like candy on my tongue. I felt like a wanton slut, exposed for all the world to see. I wanted to be seen. Oh, but not by my students."
I laughed at that one. "You are an excellent writer Chrissy"
"It gets better. I noticed a combination of our fluids on his sex. I used my tongue to clean him."
Chrissy started at my balls, taking each one into her mouth and sucking it clean.
She found fluid on my perineum and licked it off. "You taste so good. Although we may have to take this someplace warmer. I'm getting chilled."
Chrissy took my cock into her mouth and sucked it clean.
She stood up and helped me to my feet. "Come on, old man. You need to get me to your bed as quickly as you can."
I pulled up my pants and we headed to the walkway. As soon as we got to the path, an older couple was walking the other way.
The woman smiled at Chrissy, "That's a lovely dress you have, dear."
Chrissy laughed, "Thank you."
We didn't see anyone else on the way to the parking lot.
To be continued in part 7, Based on a post by Quinn_McMullen for Literotica.