Louisa and Sarah

This woman just phones me and introduces herself as Louisa. I sense she is nervous, and she does hesitate when she says she requires my services.  “Not for me”, she says and adds she is married. “It is for a friend.,” she tells me. Her friend is about 30 and has very little experience. Besides, she is very shy. Louisa also confides that her friend wants to be with a man, a kind man who would treat her right and make love to her. “Would you like to be that man?” she asks me and when I say yes, we discuss where I could meet her friend. We arrange it for the next day at a nice Coffee Shop. So, the next day, I am sitting at a table at the appointed time when my phone rings. It is Louisa; she explains to me that her friend is nervous and does not wish to meet me on her own. “Would you mind my going with her?” and when I tell her there will be no problem, she says they will meet me in 10 minutes. “Oh, we'll be wearing green dresses. Both of us”, she adds and hangs up. Ten minutes past, I see them and stand up. They notice me and smile. “Lovely smiles!” I think, and l like them, even more, when they kiss me. Their perfume is exciting, and their lips are sweet. I order coffee and we start talking. Small talk while we study each other. I like them; both look elegant and professional.

It is Louisa who talks the most; she is a mid-forty brunette and looks very smart. I notice her wedding ring and remember she said she was married. As to her friend, she is red-haired with freckles running down her face and neck.  She may be shy, but her eyes are alert. I try to guess their relationship: “School friends? Sisters, cousins?” We talk for a while and then Louisa surprises me when she smiles at her friend and says: “Didn't I tell you he's a nice man? Would you like to go out with him? A gift from me to you!” The redhead blushes and keeps looking at her lap. I am startled and protest lightly: “You don't have to decide right now. We can meet again when you feel ready.”  But she looks up, straight into my eyes, and smiles: “No, I've made up my mind. I want you; I want to be with you right now. If I think about it, I won't do it. Where can we go?” 

“We can go to the Habana. It is a motel, very comfortable, very discreet. You'll like it.” I suggest and notice Louisa is as startled as I am. We are both surprised when the redhead looks at Louisa and asks her:

“Come with us! I want you to come with us; I don't want to be alone!” she begs. Louisa says:

“But what will I do? Stay in the car?”.  

“Please, Louisa! Come on!” the redhead insists, and I say “We can ask for a room with a swimming pool. You can enjoy it!”

Louisa is quite puzzled, but then she gives in, not before recommending to her friend: “My husband can't know about it!”

So, I pay the bill and we go to the car park. Both women seem shy now and the redhead sits in the back seat. Louisa sits beside me and though she seems nervous, she laughs: “I feel a teenager again and I am outside my sister's bedroom peeking through the keyhole.”

They start giggling and so the mood is quite gay when we arrive at the motel. We go up to the room and they explore the room, the bathroom with the glass door, and the swimming pool.

When they come back to the bedroom, I have already dimmed the light.

“Won't you tell me your name now?” I ask the redhead while I pull her to me.

“Sarah” she smiles, and I caress her face. Louisa smiles and says: “I am going to swim a little!” but Sarah stops her and pleads:

“Don't go! Why don't you help me to undress?” Louisa smiles again and kisses her whispering:

“You're going to love it, Sarah. Very much!” but Sarah holds her hand. Louisa unfastens the first button and I start helping. Very slowly, Sarah is undressed; I kiss her neck and shoulders and sometimes I feel Luisa's hands brushing mine.

Sarah's body is lovely and her skin very soft. Her breasts are apple size, and her hips and bottom are perfect. Louisa admires her too and she looks at me, smiling. I smile too and wait for Sarah's next move.

She kisses me and then she steps back. She looks at me and she says:

“Louisa, help me. Let's undress him; I want to have a real look at him.” and she kisses me again, opening my lips.

Louisa is nervous, but she obeys and so, she unbelts my trousers and these fall onto the floor. She gasps when she feels my manhood in her hands.

Sarah undoes my shirts' button and takes it off. 

She smiles and presses herself to my body; she is feeling me now as well as Louisa's hands. 

Louisa stops and steps back. “I am going for a swim!” she whispers. Sarah and I smile, and I say very quickly:

“Leave your clothes here; otherwise, they might get wet!” and we move towards her which seems to frighten her. But she doesn't protest when I take off her dress.

Her bra follows and I hand it to Sarah. Then her panties and now Louisa looks like a Roman Goddess. Voluptuous but firm breasts, her hips look like a cello. I like her body and push her gently to the wall. 

I let my hand wander to her tights while Sarah leans forwards and kisses Louisa on her lips. She embraces her and Louisa gasps when I close her hand around my shaft.

Sarah keeps kissing Louisa and elbows me aside. She wants Louisa's body to herself, which she explores with her hands and tongue. Louisa does not say anything, I do not know if she is surprised or terrified. She is not responding; she is just accepting her friend's kisses.

Sarah stops and smiles at her friend. She whispers to her. “Stay here! Don't move!” and she turns to me.

She kneels in front of me and starts kissing me my dick. I look at Louisa who has not moved but is looking, fascinated, at her friend. I guess she has never thought Sara would be like this! 

Ordering us around, controlling the whole situation. 

“Why don't you come here?” I suggest and Louisa slowly walks towards me. I smile at her, she smiles back and I guess she is enjoying this.

Sarah is teasing my cock and I start caressing Louisa between her legs. Soon we are both moaning and then Sara steps aside.

Startled, Louisa and I look at her. Sarah laughs and kneels once more. What does she want now?

She is full of surprises...

“Come!” she invites. Louisa and I look at each other because we do not know if we should go together or just one of us.

So, we go together and we both kneel in front of her. Sarha touches Louisa's breasts and tries to kiss her again, but Louisa holds her hands and whispers “No!”.  She turns to me and kisses me.

Then she lies down, opens her legs, and offers herself to me. I kissed her vagina and Louisa moans. Behind me, Sarah moans too and I looked quickly. She is touching herself hard, but I am concentrating on Louisa who holds my hands and pushes me towards her.

So, I entered her and she screams. But now, Sarah is above us and lowers herself, showing me her wet vagina.

I start kissing her there while I fill Louisa with my dick. Then I come and collapse against Louisa.

Then Sarah says: “Move!” and when I move, she kisses Louisa's vagina. Then she moves her hands up and down until her friend screams and asks her to stop. But Sara ignores it and keeps doing it until Louisa hits her.

I think that surprises Sarah. But Louisa does not look at her and picks up her clothes and goes into the bathroom.

I go for a swim and Sarah just sits there. Louisa is fully dressed, and Sarha and I also use the bathroom. The two women are not talking, and I respect their silence.

I leave them at the Café, say goodbye, and go home. Strange what happened! Two friends who now seem to be enemies. Louisa seemed to be enjoying Sarah's attention, but everything changed when Sarah ignored her. That was the first rule: no is no and Sarah did not respect it.

But life goes on and so, I am surprised when Louisa phones me again. When I ask her if Sarah will be present, Louisa says no, it will only be her. When we meet, Louisa is charming as ever and apologises for her behaviour on that day. “Sarah did not respect me! I did accept her attention just to enjoy the moment but did not want to pursue it. But it seems Sarah wants!” and she smiles. I smile too and wait for her to speak her mind. I am surprised when she explains what she wants.

“I’d like to meet you first on my own and then with my husband. Oh, am I surprising you? Do you do it with couples?” she enquires.

“Yes, I do but I'll only touch the lady”, I say and Louisa is quick to assure me that her husband wants that too.  He just wants her to have more pleasure...

For someone who did not want an escort, she has now a plan.  Thus, we smile at each other and arrange everything.