by Opal Cole
My two ladies were happy, singing some of the songs we had been dancing to, and when we arrived Maureen looked at her mother.
"Mom, stay with us tonight. It's so nice to go asleep together and even nicer, to wake up together."
Eileen swallowed and a tear appeared in her eye. "Yes, darling. Thank you – I shall be there in fifteen minutes after taking a shower."
Maureen and I took our shower, too (and no fooling around again to my disappointment) and lay down. Eileen knocked on the door and when I called for her to come in, she was a surprise as always. She knew that I loved to look at her and that I liked an almost hidden nudity better than a complete one, and she had dressed accordingly.
She had a nightgown similar to the one she had worn the last time I was here but this time in a light red color complementing her hair: An almost completely transparent gauze flowing over her body, with her breasts and pussy visible at every move. She moved slowly forward, oozing sensuality at every step, and leaned down to give me a kiss "My heart, body and soul are yours, my darling. Take me in your arms!"
I embraced her gently and she turned to Maureen: "My heart and soul are yours, my daughter. Take me in your arms!"
Maureen embraced her as I had done, and both kissed – on the mouth, and with a little bit of tongue involved. Then she lay down beside me and started to grin. "After this coming from my heart procedure is fulfilled, will you tell James what we have decided?"
Maureen started to blush all over and said "Mom, why do you not tell James?"
Eileen leaned back and with a carefully neutral voice said that it had been Maureen's idea and that she had only acquiesced to it because she would leave these decisions to her; after all, she was my wife and she, Eileen, only my lover. She looked at me and asked slowly: "Am I your lover, my darling? Please say yes!"
I agreed and looked back to Maureen. She sat up and moved a leg over my hips and tried to say something, but without much success.
"Promise me that you will say yes, my love. We have a proposal for what we would like to do the next two days. Please say yes! Trust me and you will not regret it!"
I hesitated to agree to something I knew nothing about, but glancing at Eileen, who had such an intense feeling in her eyes, and back at Maureen, who took my penis in her hand rubbing it slowly and said: "You'll not regret it!" I acquiesced.
"OK, I'll trust you and agree to whatever your proposal is. You know me, however, Maureen, that I'll do what I promised, but if it is something that I'll not like, I shall be disappointed in you."
Maureen started to grin and said that she could not imagine any sane man who would not die for the present they were going to give me.
"James, my love, please understand that we know that you are my and Mom's center of our life. We'll do whatever you want and follow you to wherever you will go. The saying 'your wish is my command' is literally true for us and we'll obey whatever you demand. This is for eternity. "
I coughed, as I had not seen up to now very often the obedience that she claimed.
"But, James, we want some fun, too, and you're not the person who would suggest what we are offering you. You will need much more training as a husband and lover!"
She increased the fondling of my shaft with the obvious effect: it was waking up.
"James, we suggest that for the next two days and as long as we stay in this house, you'll be our lord and master. You can do whatever you want with us and we'll try to give you every chance possible to enjoy our bodies. This is not supposed to be an orgy or a sexual tryst – no, we expect you to behave as you always have been with us, loving and gentle. But we want you to take the opportunities that will arise and when you have our bodies close to you, and one body will always be close to you, to take it, kiss it, fondle it and if you want to bend Mom or me over a chair and take us, we will do so gladly – and ask for more. It is a present from us to you and don't expect that the same opportunity will come back again! We want to be loved and we want to love you, and at the end of these two days there will be no more secrets between us, no hidden agenda, no parallel deals. Just think of the benefits!" and she bent down and took my penis into her mouth.
I could not answer immediately. We had tried that already and it had not gone well. But the look in my women's eyes and the hope that these problems between them had been ironed out made me nod my head. I knew where Maureen and I stood - there was no doubt in my mind that nothing could damage the bond between us. It was more Eileen's relationship with us – would she accept not to be the center point but a companion and lover?
Whatever would happen, I had two days with two beautiful ladies who wanted to love me, and I them. I might not be the most intelligent guy in the world, but I knew when to say yes!
A Fantasy about Love Pt. 04
Chapter 14: An agreement
When I woke up, Maureen was already awake, too. She smiled, kissed me and said: "Enjoy your freedom today and tomorrow -- remember that whatever or whoever you want, is yours."
Eileen woke up also and stretched her body lazily and took off the blanket that had covered us during the night. "Well, this looks delicious..." and took my penis in her hand. "Good morning, lover!" and started to kiss it slowly.
Maureen winked at me. "Let's see how things will develop, Mom."
She kissed me again, gave me her breasts to caress and got up. "How do you want us today, my love? Nude or dressed?"
That was an easy answer: "Both, love."
She hesitated a moment and then nodded, saying that she had exactly what I wanted, and left for the bathroom to refresh herself and prepare breakfast. When she came out, Eileen was trying to prepare my shaft for action, but Maureen decided: "Mom, we'll have breakfast first. Let the guy alone for a moment!"
Eileen glared at her daughter but backed off. She huffed and got out, but when I whistled, she came back and presented her breasts for kissing. "Will you not tire off this, darling?"
I responded that as long as the breasts were hers or Maureen's, I would never ever tire of kissing them. That earned me a kiss and off she went, too.
Slowly I got up and did my things, put on tennis shorts and went to see what my two beauties were doing. They were in the kitchen and when I entered, both turned for my inspection.
"You said dressed and nude, my love. Is this satisfactory?"
It was definitively both -- a thin strip of transparent cloth was bound around her neck, doing down under her arms and coming back together under her breasts, leaving them exposed to my eyes. From that point several long strips of about five inches in width were stitched to the strip under the breasts and dangling to almost the floor. They were connected at hip level by a large, golden circle leaving her pussy also open for my admiration.
Maureen had this thing (and I could not decide what to call it) in green to go with her eyes, Eileen in red to go with her hair. Maureen had her hair down and some locks were playing with her nipples; Eileen had done it up, a perfect mix of class and nudity. I stared and there is no other word for this, at the beautiful sight in front of me and only could only say that they were stunning and absolutely a feast for my eyes.
Maureen asked me to sit down and enjoy breakfast; Eileen added that there were additional pleasures to enjoy and sat on my lap.
"Maureen told me how you fed her in Sydney. I want the same treatment, exactly the same treatment!"
She pushed my shorts down and kindled my penis and it immediately responded by coming to attention. I was wondering how I was still able to perform, since the attention I had received from both ladies was overwhelming, but I always had had the necessary stamina to complete whatever was thrown at me -- and the rewards in this case were significantly more pleasant than what I had experienced before.
She took my hand and placed it on her wet pussy: "Darling, you can see and feel that I am ready for you" and she rubbed my finger through her pussy, then took my shaft and placed it at her entrance. Pushing forward, I entered her and slowly felt her m
uscles contracting around me. She wriggled around until she found a comfortable position.
"Darling, now feed me!"
Maureen had watched us, and I asked her to come close and kissed her thoroughly on her lips and breasts, showing my dedication to the beauties of this world. She smiled, but Eileen was not completely pleased that she was not the center of my attention. She wriggled a bit more and even with one of Maureen's breast in my mouth, my penis wanted to contribute to the fun. So I wriggled back and suddenly, Eileen shuddered and came. It was a funny, but exciting feeling; kissing the breast of one woman and feeling another one come with you inside her.
Maureen thought so, too, as she pushed her breast forward into my mouth and led my hand to her pussy, pushing my fingers inside. A few rubs and she came also.
She bent forward and kissed me: "Thank you, my love. You confirm every time why I love you."
Eileen had also recovered and leaned back saying: "I have pretty breasts, too, and you have not paid any attention to them. Please correct this!"
So I kissed her lovely proud breasts and, at the same time, felt her inner muscles slowly massaging my shaft. She looked at Maureen and asked whether there was any food in this house? Maureen smirked and put toast and a cup of coffee in front of her.
"Feed me, James."
I ignored her and she turned to me and repeated "Feed me, James."
I ignored her again and she was upset.
"You did this for Maureen - why don't you do this for me?"
"Maureen said 'please', Eileen."
She looked at me and realized that she had messed it up again. I wondered what to say, but not getting her upset and sad.
"Eileen, don't push. We decided to see whether during this weekend we can please each other and find a way to live together. If you try to push or be the female executive, it won't work. Even if this hurts you, I've to say that Maureen is more important to me than you are; you are her mother, my lover, and a beautiful woman to love. You're not the dominant part of our relationship -- and Eileen, this is the last time I say it. One more time and we'll be just good friends."
She started to cry and said that she did not mean to be so pushy. It was just that she had been so lonely these years and that she needed to compensate for the loss of her husband. She knew that she wanted more attention than she deserved, but would I please forgive her one more time? If I wanted to leave now, she would understand and do it, but I should know that she never would stop loving me, and all I needed was to call and she would come running. She lifted her hips, but before she could disengage from my shaft, I pushed her down again.
"Stay here, my darling. Didn't you tell me to enjoy you? I'm enjoying quite distinctly that I'm in your pussy and that you are close to coming. You're forgiven as long as you continue to be your normal beautiful self" and with that remark, I pulled out and pushed back vigorously, and with a wild shudder and a loud cry she came.
She practically collapsed on me and I held her firm until with a final tremble, she came back to her senses. And so our breakfast ended: Maureen feeding us and I still impaled in her pussy. She came once more, and I accompanied her.
Unfortunately, all good things come to an end and when breakfast was finished, Eileen stepped away from me and looked at her pussy. It was swollen and our juices were dripping out. Wiping it off with her fingers and looking at me, she licked all fluids off her fingers with tongue and lips.
"I definitively want to get this treatment again, and please, James, don't wait too long. And Maureen, take over now. All I can do now is lie down at the pool and relax. He wore me out."
Eileen left for the pool and Maureen and I cleaned up. I obviously used the opportunity to touch a breast, a firm ass, and steal a kiss. Then we went out to the pool, too. The sun was up and burning. I had prepared two colorful outdoor umbrellas and suddenly I realized that everything was color matched -- umbrellas, towels, and sets of glasses and bottles.
Eileen had prepared everything: the chairs were partially in the shadow of the umbrellas, a white wine in a cooler, the sun protector on the table and the lady stretched out on her back, with her legs open a bit. She had taken her 'dress' off and was splendidly nude, waiting for us to join her. Maureen also took her little thing off and lay down beside her mother.
"James, my love, would you pretty please put some sunscreen on my back? And if it isn't too much work, on my front, too?"
I looked over to Eileen and told her that this was the way to receive attention and service. She grinned and repeated Maureen's request.
"James, my darling, would you pretty please put sunscreen on my back? And please don't forget my front -- it needs protection also."
I was pleased that finally, Eileen had entered the game and told them that I was at their service as requested. The two ladies had turned on their stomach and offered their backs to me for oiling and massaging. It was exciting rubbing the oil into their skins, and the farther down I went, the ladies began to participate, wriggling their bodies, moaning a bit, and arching their hips upwards. When I was touching their lower cheeks, they opened their legs wider and gave me full access to the ass and pussy of the women I loved. I was between them and when my fingers penetrated their outer lips, the moaning became an incoherent mumbling. Suddenly, Eileen turned around and Maureen followed.
"James, pretty please, do my front and don't forget one inch of my body."
I started on their shoulders and moved down to their breasts. Again I was fascinated how beautiful they were. Eileen had still her breasts looking upright even lying down, and her areolae were wrinkled and her nipples hard as a rock. Maureen was even firmer, and I adored her puffy areolae and the hard buds waiting to be kissed. I spent some time circling and rubbing breasts, and then went downwards. They opened their legs even wider and Eileen pulled her lips apart, saying that the inside of the pussy needed protection, too. It was a pleasure for me to take some cream and slowly rub it into her thighs and vagina, with my fingers teasing the inside. Maureen also was pleading me to get her ready, and when I moved my fingers deep inside them, they both came loudly.
I thought that I had finished my job and could relax now, but Maureen said: "Quality control, my love -- you forgot the last step to make certain that we are totally protected."
So I started again on her shoulder, went to her clitoris breasts circling, teasing and sucking them, and checking her pussy with my mouth and tongue. When I touched her with my tongue, it grew a bit and gave me the opportunity to suck it and gently bite it. This was too much for her; she arched her hips into my mouth, yelled my name and grasped my head to pull it into her thighs as deep as possible. Her legs circled my head and I could not breathe, but what a wonderful way to die! And then she exploded: her fluids spurting out in great quantity. It was the Maureen I had tasted before -- a light and sweet taste and when she released the death grip on my head and I came back to life again, I was covered with the tasty liquid.
Eileen had watched us with love and when I recovered, she said: "Please, James, I want you to kiss me also. Pretty please? I'll give you whatever you want, but please make me come, too!"
So I repeated the action and she came also with a violent finish, yelling, pulling my head into her pussy, and squirting her juices in release. Hers were saltier, a bit dark and concentrated, but wonderfully tasty, too.
I took my fingers and wiped my face; then I licked one and offered the others to the ladies. Both were a bit groggy, but valiantly raised their heads and licked them clean.
"We taste good on our own or mixed together, Mom. This is an unexpected benefit!"
I lay down between them and decided that now I could relax. I even managed this for a few minutes; then Eileen looked at Maureen and said that she knew that life was not fair, but she felt it was her responsibility to diminish the unfairness in this world. Would she help her to give back to me the joy I had given them, pleasing the women who loved me?
Maureen nodded enthusiastically and both moved slo
wly downwards. My penis was excited enough to stand up and salute their attention. They moved their bodies so that now their heads were very close to my shaft and they started to caress it. Eileen was kissing the tip and licking off the pre-cum that had accumulated; then she stopped and looked first at me, then at her daughter.
"Maureen, my dear, I find it also unfair that we gain so much pleasure from this part of James' body, but we simply ignore it before and afterwards. I believe that we should show more respect for it and give it a name -- what do you think? This would it also make easier to refer to it when we want to talk about it, or want to call it to us for mutual pleasure, wouldn't it?"
"Mom, you had a brilliant idea! Of course it needs a name, but what should we call it? James, do you have a suggestion?"
I remarked that I held my penis in the highest esteem, but had never thought to personalize it. If they wanted to give it a name, that was for them to decide.
After throwing fancy and occasionally rather indecent names around, they decided to call my penis 'George'. So they went back to their intentions to please George and now it was Maureen who nibbled her way around the shaft and my balls. This was getting more exciting at each moment and when I had Eileen on one side and Maureen on the other nibbling, kissing, rubbing and sucking George, it was too much for me. I yelled my love's name and came. She had my shaft in her hands and took the first quirt into her face; smiling, she turned him around and directed the next one into Eileen's face. The creamy liquid had hit her cheek and her eyes; Eileen had all on her mouth and nose. Then Maureen took George back and swallowed him deep into her mouth. Whatever seeds were left, she swallowed with a huge smile.
Now I was exhausted and really needed to relax. Both ladies were smiling and each one wiped off the face of the other one, but they did not share the drops, but swallowed them alone. I looked at them -- two beautiful nude women looking back at me with a satisfied smile and Maureen said: "Didn't I say that you should enjoy us! And Mom, this is just the beginning of a beautiful friendship for us all: you, James, George and me!"
