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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Hello everyone. It seems as though the forum threads have a finite length. As such, I am now going to separate the stories relating to MY WORK LESBIAN LOVER into shorter episodes. But they will all remain linked. Again, for this reason, I am re-submitting the new event "At the party" here in a separate thread. Further adventures with Claire (and others) will follow. For the back story read "MY WORK LESBIAN LOVER"
Sarah x
I felt ashamed but curiously elated by what had happened; I had been treated like a tramp and with good reason. Claire was clearly beyond shock. Michelle put the dildo away having cleaned it. Zoe walked out the room, merely saying under her breath: "Slut, that'll learn you." Michelle turned to me and Claire and said that we'd better leave straight away. I gathered up my things and I tried to talk to Claire. She was having nothing of it. She wouldn't even look into my eyes. We left through the back entrance as directed by Michelle. Perhaps they wanted no further hullaballoo. I asked Claire if she wanted a lift home but she just said "No" and walked away. I tried to reason with her but it was no use. I had lost her at least for now.
That night I began to think about all that that had happened, including the last instance at the pub. I was very sorry to have upset Claire but was reasonably hopeful that I would be able to get her back at some stage after she had calmed down about it. After all, it wasn't really my fault, was it? But, more importantly, I realised that I felt good about the way Michelle and Zoe treated me. It was a new experience and one that gave me an extraordinarily strong orgasm. I loved being told that I was a slut. True, I would have preferred it if Claire had been a slut with me but I accept that it's not for everyone. It took a while for me to go sleep that night, thinking about the possibilities. Perhaps I should go and see Zoe and Michelle again?
Meanwhile, the working week trudged on and I did my best to avoid Claire. I was successful, probably because she was doing exactly the same. I was wondering what I was going to do with respect to M&Z when I received a text from my long standing friend in London. She was having a party and would I like to come! Great news - a break away from here and, while her parties were not swingers events they were certainly very liberal. Further texts continued and Ella (the host) told me that I was welcome to stay overnight (actually the morning as the parties were all-nighters) but that I would be sharing the spare bed with Sarah - another Sarah. Of course, this was no problem. That was the weekend sorted.
I arrived as the party was in full swing; epic dance music pumping out of the speakers and a crowd milling about, dancing and drinking, and God knows what else. Ella introduced me to people I didn't know, including the aforementioned Sarah, who had short dark hair and big brown eyes. She was slightly taller than me and slightly bigger built. I am quite good at doing an instant resume of someone at first glance. That said, I am never so good at remembering names. We conversed for a while before doing our own thing with others at the party. As normal, I got a little worse for wear by the end. Not completely out of it but enough for me to completely let my hair down. I was therefore dancing rather flamboyantly. Ella was with me, as was Sarah. The gathering had thinned out considerably. It was probably about 5 o'clock. I was enjoying myself; the music was good and Sarah and Ella were good dance partners.
I can't say for sure but I think we danced for another hour or so. Anyway, dawn was beginning to break. I was yawning and Sarah responded by taking my hand and saying it was bedtime. I nodded. Ella took us to the room and said that with the party just about over (with only Ella, me, Sarah and Ella's cousin still there), the room was now ours. It was previously being used as the "Crash" room. Sarah sat me down on the bed and was able to see my party dress properly. I was still a little out of it but I remember Sarah touching my legs and saying that Ella was right in saying that I was very hairy. I nodded but didn't put up any resistance. Indeed, I put my head on her shoulder for a while before falling back on the bed and just lying there inert. In retrospect, I know that my dress would have ridden up to show my bush. I think Sarah came to lie beside me, still touching my hairy leg and then my thigh. She had a nice gentle touch. I had my eyes closed and was nearly asleep; just conscious of the nice sensations on my thighs and then on my mound.
I heard talking and realised that Ella was back in the room. I opened my eyes briefly and I knew that I was still being felt. I knew also that Ella was not bisexual and occasionally gave the impression of being fairly vanilla in matters sexual so I was expecting that Sarah would get a stiff rebuke. But no, I think I heard Ella say: "Are you going to do it with her? Can I watch?"
"It's okay with me. You're right, she is very hairy." Sarah responded, while opening my legs so that Ella could see my hairy gash. "Oh My God" she exclaimed softly as she watched Sarah start to probe my pussy and run her fingers over my labia. My dress had been hoiked around my waist so all was on show including the hair over my belly. "She is very wet" Sarah said. She noticed that Ella appeared transfixed and she realised that it was probably the first time she had seen two women together let alone a hairy one. And, to cap it all, it was her friend.
I let it happen; there was nothing I could do; I was too out of it. Not that I minded though. Sarah stopped her lovely gentle touching of my lips and clit and drew the dress down from my shoulders revealing my loose breasts. I decided to keep my eyes shut; they were so heavy and if this is what Sarah was into then so be it. "Mmm. Such a find, Ella. Hairy nipples too. I love alternative" Sarah remarked as she traced her fingers around my areola and then over the scrunched up dress and then back into my jungle. I gasped quietly and involuntarily as she resumed her touching. "Would you like to feel her? I am sure she won't mind" Sarah said to Ella who must have nodded as the next thing I felt was Ella sitting on the bed next to me and then her tentative exploration of my belly and then my pubes and then my lips. I realised also that Sarah's hand was on Ella's encouraging her to touch me intimately. I had no alternative but to respond with slow hip movements to Ella's touch. "Do you like it?" Sarah asked Ella. "Yes, it's a bit dirty but it's very exciting. She's asleep." she responded. Again, "Your first time?" to which Ella breathed affirmatively. I heard Sarah say, "Bring her close to orgasm; she's nearly there I think, even if she is clearly under the influence." I had to conclude that she was probably right: I was under the influence although I could have opened my eyes - just about. I just chose not to, because it was easier and because I felt it would help Ella if she felt that I was unaware.
Ella continued with her ministrations. She wasn't as naturally tactile and certainly not as experienced as Sarah. But it was certainly nice enough. However, I do remember being shocked that she was playing with me as I was sure Ella wasn't bisexual. I felt movement on the bed and heard Ella say: "Where are you going?" to which Sarah responded: "Just getting something" and proceeded to rummage in her bag (or what sounded like that). A few seconds later, I heard Ella gasp and say: "Are you going to fuck her?" and I realised that Sarah had pulled her strap-on out of the bag. I had to open my eyes even only fleetingly. I saw Ella sitting next to me. She was facing away looking at Sarah who had pulled off her dress and was starting to attach the strap-on to her Amazonian body. She had biggish hips and a Brazilian rather than a Hollywood. Her boobs were smaller than mine and perkier; surprising given her build. She was very tanned, which is in real contrast to me as I am whiter than white. I could see Ella still gently stroking my sex and that her dress had been lifted up. Perhaps she had been doing a little self-help too? My legs were wide open and my leg hairs looked dirty in the soft light. I closed my eyes again before they spotted me spying on them.....
"Ella, move out of the way slightly - just to behind her shoulders. Pull her arms above her head and hold her down gently" Sarah directed to my friend and complicitly, she did so. "Why don't you play with her tits while I do it?" she said as she knelt on the bed between my legs and nudged the already lubed cock towards my open wet sex. I felt Ella pull on my loose breasts as Sarah started to enter me. "This is so good, Ella" she gasped as they both looked at the cock going into me. I was already very aroused so it was not very long before the sensations began to mount inside me. Sarah had moved one of my legs to her shoulder and she was feeling my black hairs as she penetrated me. "It's good, yes, Ella?" she said again, and I heard her respond "Yes" under her breath and I noticed that her hand had moved from my breasts down my belly and then away, presumably to herself or to Ella. I opened my eyes again - I saw that she was touching herself while watching me being fucked. I could hear her breathing, even above the gasps emanating from Sarah, and even my own. I was close but Ella beat me to it. I heard her moan and was able to look up at her by my shoulder as she reached her climax. Her dress was pulled up to reveal her shaven pussy and her erect nipples were clearly visible through the thin material of the garment.
Seeing her orgasm in front of me, and because of me, was just too much and I climaxed, but softly and "without waking up". Sarah sensed my cum and gradually stopped her movements. I felt the strap-on withdraw and Sarah say: "Time to put this Sarah to bed, I think." And I felt my dress being removed from me completely and Sarah putting a set of bed covers on me before coming to bed herself, lying down next to me. I drifted off to sleep. I assume that Ella had gone to sleep in her own bed.
The next morning it was overcast and grey as it often is in Autumn. It was midday and the first I remember about it is Ella looking down at me quizzically from the side of the bed. I was only half covered with the duvet and I knew she could see my hairy armpits and my loose breasts. "Nice sleep?" she enquired and I nodded and the other Sarah began to return to the land of the living. I noticed that Ella was wearing only a t-shirt and I didn't bother hiding my upper body from her. "Did you have a good party?" she asked further. Again, I nodded and said that it was exceptional, as ever. She was trying to find out if I remembered her having a sex session with her. Sarah turned over to face us and said hello and asked me how her new special friend was, referring to me. She moved slightly closer and ran her fingers through my hairy armpit and then slowly pulled the duvet down to reveal my naked body. "So lovely and hairy, don't you think so, Ella?" "Yes, lovely": she replied quietly,and very tentatively. It was my time to look quizzical. "Did you both have your way with me last night?" I enquired in a way that indicated that I couldn't remember a thing. "That has to be something for you to find out" Sarah said back to me but with the clear inference that they did. "Did I enjoy it?" I said. Sarah nodded conspiratorially and then looked at Ella. "Ella did too, I think" she said and Ella just blushed.
"I need a wee" I said and got up to go to the bathroom and I heard them talking, but indistinctly. I returned having had a little freshen up and stood over them - they were both on the bed. "So what are you going to do to me today?" I asked before hoisting my leg on the the bed in front of them both revealing my hairy pussy lips and thighs to them both. I sensed that Ella was reticent but there was no such reticence from Sarah who got up, stood next to me and began to feel my tits from behind. "I love your long breasts and your hairy nipples; so alternative": she breathed into my ear as she pulled gently on my nipples. "So saggy. I love it" she said and I closed my eyes briefly before looking at Ella and reassuring her it was okay and that I was comfortable for a threesome if she wanted it. She responded by taking off her t-shirt to reveal her lithe bronzed body and firm tits. I smiled and she ran her hand through the hairs on my legs and then over my hairy inner thighs.
"You are so so hairy, Sarah" she said to me as her hand moved towards my sex. I responded: "I hope it turns you on as much as it does me you seeing and feeling it." I felt great! "It certainly turns me on loads" breathed the other Sarah "I have always wanted to go with a fully naturally hairy and saggy woman and one who is clearly uninhibited." "And one that keeps her light under a bushel" stated Ella. I had to laugh at this, given that Ella had previously given no inkling of being bisexual and here she was with us, and I said as much. "This is my first time" she exclaimed in retaliation "and yes it's okay that you are hairy."
"Let's lie her down and we can explore her fully" Sarah said and I felt myself being moved back onto the bed. Again, I was prostrate and with my arms above my head. "Suck on her lovely hairy tits and armpits. Go on. She's said it's okay!" Again, I smiled at Ella and rather bashfully (at least today) she snuggled up to me and lifted up my breast and sucked on my nipple while running her hand up and down my leg.
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