by Pollard, D T
Meagan was enjoying the conversation and noticed that Susan slowly maneuvered her way in between Jonathan’s legs with her back to him. Jonathan began to massage her shoulders.
“Have you had one of Jonathan’s massages?” Susan asked Meagan.
“No, I haven’t,” Meagan said.
“They’re the best,” Susan said with her eyes closed.
Sheneka then floated over to Matt and was facing him and Meagan could see that Matt had pulled his swimming trunks down under the water. Sheneka pulled Matt inside her as she draped her arms around his neck and slowly bobbed up and down. Everyone was quiet as the intensity built in the spa. Susan reached out, took Meagan’s hand and pulled her over to take her place between Jonathan’s legs. Jonathan massaged Meagan’s shoulders and once again she had this man’s hands on her body. Meagan closed her eyes and just enjoyed the sensation. Jonathan then asked Meagan to turn around and when she did, she was looking directly at his penis and she slowly took it into her mouth and did what she practiced in that hotel room in New York. Everyone else around her seemed to melt away as Meagan concentrated on the object of her attention, then Meagan opened her eyes when she felt a pair of soft manicured hands cup her breasts from behind. It was Susan and Meagan could feel her soft breasts against her back as she rolled her erect nipples between her fingers. This was the first erotic touch Meagan ever received from another woman.
Susan turned Meagan around and met her with a soft probing kiss on the lips. As Meagan was occupied kissing Susan, Jonathan slipped into the water and slid his member up to the entrance of Meagan’s feminine opening and slowly slid it in as Meagan stood on her tip toes. Jonathan then sat on the second step of the spa with Meagan seated on his lap with her back to him, as Susan moved from kissing Meagan on the lips to kissing her on the breasts. Meagan was operating at a molten level of arousal with multiple sources of simultaneous stimulation. Suddenly Jonathan used his strength to lift his body and Meagan out of the water as he sat on the edge of the spa. Susan crawled up and placed her knees on the second steps of the spa and she leaned in and began teasing Meagan’s pleasure button with her tongue as Jonathan drove himself into her core. Meagan had placed the palms of her hands and soles of her feet down on the surface surrounding the spa and her body was in a mode of sexual undulation in response to maximum points of arousal. Suddenly, Meagan pressed down hard with her back arching, grasped the back of Susan’s head with one hand, moaned and almost strained in climax. When she calmed down, Meagan held on to Jonathan as tears ran down her cheeks.
“Hey baby it’s okay,” Jonathan said as he held her.
“I need to go inside,” Meagan said as she left and walked up to the house.
Jonathan followed her.
“Meagan what’s wrong?” Jonathan asked when he caught up to her.
“It’s too much, too soon,” Meagan said.
“What do you mean?” Jonathan asked.
“It was one thing to be with you alone, but I felt out of control out there. I loved what was happening to me and my body, but I didn’t expect to be with a woman today or to have sex in public. I couldn’t control myself once everything started and that’s scary to me,” Meagan said.
“Okay, we went too fast and I apologize. It won’t happen again. Nothing happens unless you initiate it, but at some point you will be in control of your entire sexual being both emotionally and physically, then you will dictate what happens sexually and it won’t control you, okay. Do you want to come back out?” Jonathan asked.
“Wait, I need to ask you something?” Meagan said.
“What’s that?” Jonathan asked.
“Am I creating a hunger I can’t satisfy if I’m not in the right environment or if I’m not around you? What happens when I’m alone?” Meagan asked.
“That’s the best part. When you get to where you are in control, it won’t matter if you are alone. When you’re hungry you don’t wait on someone else to feed you. The same is true about sex when you get it under control,” Jonathan said.
Meagan went back outside and sat at a table near the pool and Sheneka came over and sat with her.
“Are you okay?” Sheneka asked.
“Yeah, I got a little overwhelmed,” Meagan said.
“The exact same thing happened to me when I first started coming here. My head was spinning, but things changed the more I came here. Sex became just like everything else and not such a big deal. I used to try to control men with sex and get them to do things for me, but Jonathan showed me that the men were really controlling me. I didn’t get it at first. He said what I was giving them was worth way more than what I was getting out of them,” Sheneka said.
“What were they giving you?” Meagan asked.
“I mean. Some help with paying bills or if my car needed something fixed on it. One time Jonathan sat me down and asked me a cold hearted question. He asked me what I would need from a man for me to have sex with him. I told him I wasn’t a hooker and didn’t sleep with men for something directly. Jonathan looked at me and asked what the difference was between what I was doing and being a prostitute. I got real pissed off and almost left. Then he started playing a game with me using different situations and he got me down to one dollar for me to sleep with somebody and I burst out crying,” Sheneka said.
“One dollar, how did he do that?” Meagan asked.
“It was like, there’s ice outside in January, your rent is due and the landlord is throwing you out at midnight and you have nowhere else to go, and you’re one dollar short on rent to stay inside and warm for another month. The landlord is willing to give up the dollar if you have sex with him. I said yes I would do it and started crying,” Sheneka said.
“So that changed the way you viewed sex?” Meagan asked.
“Well it made me think differently about it. I know that’s not all I have to offer a man that’s of value. I stopped doing that sex for favors stuff. If I need something, I figure out different ways to get it. Sex is just another thing now and not a way to get something I want,” Sheneka said.
“Have you ever gone anywhere with him?” Meagan asked.
“I went to Mexico with him one time and had a ball,” Sheneka said.
“How do you feel about him,” Meagan asked
“I don’t know. He’s a hard guy to get really close to, but he knows what to do to a woman. I get wet just thinking about fucking him,” Sheneka said.
“We might have the same problem on that issue,” Meagan said with a smile.
“I found some ways to hold me over,” Sheneka said.
“What do you mean?” Meagan asked.
“I got me a few good toys that do the trick,” Sheneka said.
“You mean like vibrators and stuff like that,” Meagan said under her breath.
“Oh yeah,” Sheneka said.
“Do those things really work,” Meagan asked.
“Yeah, they work. You just got to know how to use them. Go to one of those adult stores, they’ll hook you up. I brought a couple of my favorites with me today. They’re in my car,” Sheneka said.
“Why did you bring those here?” Meagan asked.
“You never know what’s going to happen when you come to this place. I like to be prepared,” Sheneka said.
Meagan’s curiosity was killing her to know more about what Sheneka was talking about.
“Do you want me to go get them? I can see you want to know more about it,” Sheneka said.
“If you don’t mind, but don’t bring them out here. I’ll act like I’m going to use the bathroom and meet you inside in a few minutes,” Meagan said.
Sheneka left and went to her car to retrieve her bag of goodies and a couple of minutes later Meagan went inside under the pretense of using the bathroom. The two women met and went upstairs to a room and closed the door. Sheneka opened her bag and two items fell onto the bed, one was a vibrator and the other was a long double headed dildo.
“What’s that one?” Meagan asked pointin
g to the vibrator.
“That’s my baby there. It’s called the Jack Rabbit. Watch,” Sheneka said as she turned it on.
“Oh my. It’s rotating and the end is moving around,” Meagan remarked.
“Yeah and these little things here are kind of like two ears. You press that up against your clit and just let it do all the work. You want to try it,” Sheneka asked.
“I can’t just put your vibrator inside me and give it back to you, can I?” Meagan asked.
“It washes off with soap and water. I’ll show you how it works,” Sheneka said as she switched it back on.
Sheneka sat laid back on the bed and worked the tip of the device around her vaginal opening as the head rotated. Meagan’s gaze was transfixed on what was taking place in front of her. Sheneka slowly inserted the vibrator until it was completely inside with the little upper protrusions resting against her clitoris. As the device hummed away Sheneka began to lift her pelvis off the bed and breath heavily while she still had one hand gripping the handle. Meagan eyes widened as Sheneka lifted her legs, curled her toes and exploded into orgasm.
“That’s how it works. If you turn it upside down the little ears massage your other end, if you know what I mean,” Sheneka said while breathing heavily.
“Wow! Where can I get one?” Meagan asked.
“Just go to one of those adult stores or you can order onef online. This long thing here is all manual. I got it because it’s easy to grip. It’s really made for two women with one on each end,” Sheneka said.
“You mean for two women to use at the same time? That’s crazy. I’ll just get one of those rabbit things. I’ve never seen anything like that. You are so at ease with your body,” Meagan said.
“Well you’re another woman. It’s not like you haven’t see everything I’ve got before,” Sheneka said.
“Okay, let’s get out of here and get back to whatever’s going on down by the pool,” Meagan said.
Sheneka ran out and put her toys back in her car before walking back to the pool with Meagan. When they arrived at the pool, Susan was serving as the filling in a sandwich between Jonathan and Matt and seemed quite content to be in that position.
“She hadn’t let age slow her down, has she?” Meagan said.
“Her boyfriend is thirty-five. She likes them young,” Sheneka said.
On the way home Meagan stopped in at one of the numerous adult stores in Dallas and picked up her own Jack Rabbit vibrator along with a generous supply of batteries.
5
Meagan became ever more at ease with her sexuality and her comfort around people from all walks of life was never better. Meagan attributed her newfound confidence to one man, Jonathan Taboo. Meagan had an evergreen keycard to attend any of Jonathan’s functions with or without an invitation. It was winter and Meagan wanted to cross the last taboo off her list that she had yet to perform. Meagan called Jonathan and asked to meet with him Saturday night, alone. Jonathan readily agreed. He didn’t know what Meagan wanted, but he would do almost anything for her.
Meagan arrived and Jonathan was already sitting out by the pool with his outdoor fire pit blazing near the heated spa. The scene seemed almost otherworldly with the steam rising around Jonathan as he sat in the heated water. Meagan was wearing a wraparound dress that she shed as she approached the spa. With nothing underneath her clothes, Meagan felt the thirty-eight degree chill in the air before the warm water enveloped her body.
Meagan walked over to Jonathan and placed her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Meagan leaned into Jonathan and then climbed onto his body and descended. Little did Jonathan know, that this would the last time he would see Meagan for an extended period of time and she had determined that before she even called to arrange to meet hm. Meagan used all of her leverage to drive into Jonathan’s body while splashing water out of the spa. After reaching her climax, Meagan whispered into Jonathan’s ear.
“I want it back there,” Melanie said as she turned her back to Jonathan and leaned back into his body.
“Are you sure,” Jonathan asked.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Meagan said.
Jonathan proceeded with care as to be as gentle as possible and he made sure to prepare Meagan for this new defloration. This was not something Jonathan did on a regular basis, but he would grant Meagan’s request. After a period of preparation time Jonathan told Meagan to lean back into his body and allow her weight to do the work. Meagan placed her hand on Jonathan’s thighs to control her descent and as she slowly went back she felt the pressure. Jonathan then did something that surprised and almost shocked Meagan, he stopped her motion.
“Meagan, I’m not doing this,” Jonathan said.
Meagan turned to Jonathan.
“Why? Why won’t you do this?” Meagan asked.
“Remember in New York when I kissed you and said that people said that there were no more virgins. I was joking about a kiss between you and a black man. This is not a joke. If you decide to do this, it should be with someone more special to you than I am,” Jonathan said.
“I don’t understand,” Meagan said.
“You should save that for someone special because your ex-husband asked you for it and you refused him. The next man that you think is worth getting that gift should be the one, not me. I will happily make love to you all day long, but you should save that treat for your next special man,” Jonathan said.
Meagan looked up at Jonathan and kissed him deeply.
“Thank you,” Meagan said.
Meagan Wilkins pulled her naked, toned frame out of the heated whirlpool spa and walked the twenty yards up to the main house as the heat from her body formed a condensation cloud around her in the cold night air. Under the moonlight and stars she appeared to be some sort of spirit with the steam cloud trailing her as she moved. What Meagan did in that swirling pool of hot water with a man she would not have touched months ago would have her father spinning in his cold Mississippi grave.
Meagan decided that she had grown enough and decided to break her addiction to Jonathan Taboo and his brand of hedonistic therapy. It had been over six months since Meagan had visited Jonathan’s home and she hadn’t laid eyes on him since the night he spared her special gift. Meagan had met a new man and they were past the third date phase. Meagan was still working in the store and found satisfaction in doing her job without feeling resentment for what could have been. In short Meagan was in a much better place mentally and physically and she credited her time spent with a unique individual name Taboo.
Meagan looked up from setting up a point of purchase display early in the day before any other workers arrived and could not believe her eyes. A man walked into the store that she didn’t expect to see.
“Hello stranger,” the man said in a deep rich voice.
“Jonathan what are you doing here?” Meagan said as she walked around and hugged him.
“I came to see you. You look great. Meagan you look great and you dress so much differently than when I first met you,” Jonathan said.
“What brings you here?” Meagan asked.
“I have an invitation for you,” Jonathan said as he gave Meagan an envelope.
“You know. I really don’t party like that anymore. You’re too addictive,” Meagan said.
“Open it,” Jonathan said.
Meagan opened the envelope and pulled the invitation out and she couldn’t believe her eyes.
“Are you kidding me? You’re getting married,” Meagan remarked.
“That’s right,” Jonathan said.
“Jonathan Fields and Sheneka Harris,” Meagan read out loud.
“You and Sheneka? I’m so surprised,” Meagan said.
“Well she told me she was going to stop coming over and I asked her why. Sheneka told me that she had developed strong feelings for me and couldn’t tolerate seeing me with other women anymore. I told her that I didn’t want to lose her and that I loved her. To prove how I felt, I killed Jonathan Taboo, he been dea
d for three months now. Will you come?” Jonathan asked
“Of course, but how do you feel about giving up all those other women?” Meagan asked.
“When you find the right woman, you only need one. You’re invited to the wedding, but not the honeymoon,” Jonathan said with a smile as he left.
Meagan watched this extraordinary man walk out and reflected on how he had changed her life. Meagan looked in her purse and she saw that her Jack Rabbit vibrator was there. Seeing Jonathan sparked certain memories and feelings inside Meagan. Meagan walked to the door, locked it and turned the closed sign on as she went to the back with her little mechanical companion.
About The Author
ESSENCE® bestselling author D.T. Pollard lives in the Dallas/Fort Worth, TX area. He is married and has one son.
