Chapter 15

Cassie nodded. “It was, in fact, the biggest reason George and I stopped associating.”

“Huh?” from Emma.

“My most recent lover. We were together for almost two years. He was very well-endowed, quite similar to your description of your husband. He was also sweet, loving, gentle and careful. But total insertion was never achieved and always it was too difficult for me to enjoy. He was always wiling to employ other means to give me pleasure, but it became an on-going source of tension for us. That, combined with my frequent associations with women, led me to desire his sexual attentions less and less frequently.” She took a precise bite of her chicken.

“Think he’d like me?”

Cassie put down her knife and fork and stared across the table at Sasha. “He’d certainly find you sexually attractive, but such a liaison would be very difficult for me, if you and I are to continue being friends. I loved him very deeply.”

“Oh, well,” Sasha said sadly. “Easy come, easy go.”

“If it was easy come,” Cassie said, “he and I would still be together.” The trio laughed.

“So -- do you prefer men or women?” Emma asked.

“I prefer women, but I enjoy the strength of a man, too,” Cassie said.

“Sasha?”

“I dunno. I like men a lot, but seem to get along better with women.”

“What about you, Emma?”

She smiled at Cassie. “Equal-Opportunity sex fiend.” She speared a piece of veal. “I love hard cock any place I can fit it, and I crave sweet lips and hard nipples. As you may have noticed.”

“Have you ever had both?” Cassie asked.

“Oh, sure.” Emma laughed. “In college, I was into some pretty wild orgies. Haven’t been into it, though, since Jake. I fantasize about it, still, and soon Sasha is going to help me have it again -- with Jake!”

“But there’s nothing we can do about your favorite fantasy, hon,” Sasha noted.

Emma sighed. “Still, it’ll be great.”

“What is that fantasy?” Cassie asked, and reached for the wine.

“I love to get a hard one in my butt while I eat a sweet pussy.”

“But your husband is too large?”

Emma nodded. “Tried, but he wouldn’t go on with it when he saw how difficult it was for me.”

“A most remarkable and loving man.”

“You bet,” Emma agreed. “But what are your fantasies, Cassie?”

“I have enjoyed all of those that are possible,” she replied.

“What are the impossible ones, then?” Sasha chimed in.

Cassie blushed. “Well, I would like to know what it is like to be a man, with a woman, to slide slowly into her and feel her opening to me and on my flesh.”

“Hmmmm, that’s a tough one, alright,” Sasha agreed.

But Emma was looking at Cassie thoughtfully. “You know, there might be a way you could get an idea of what it’s like.”

“Oh, I have simulated it using marital aids --”

“What?” Emma asked.

“Dildos,” Cassie explained.

“No, I mean another way.” She paused to wolf down another bite of veal. “It won’t be the same as having a cock, but you’ll know what it’s like to slide into a woman and feel her opening to your flesh.”

“I don’t understand,” said Cassie.

“You will,” Emma said. “Later. Pass the wine?”

Emma felt the beautiful Japanese woman’s long tongue slithering deeper into her cunt and screamed her pleasure into the pillow. Cassie’s lower lip was moving against Emma’s clitoris as her tongue -- long enough to touch the tip of her nose -- tried valiantly to reach deep inside to massage the petite brunette’s G-spot. Her oral muscle wasn’t quite that long -- but Emma bucked and writhed in joyful appreciation of the effort.

The combination of Cassie’s enthusiastic and talented mouth on her cunt and Sasha’s voracious suckling at her nipples had kept Emma cumming for something like a half hour. The orgasms just kept rolling through her until she felt as if she were one huge, quivering nerve.

Finally, Cassie knelt up, settling her lovely derriere on her heels. She trailed her slim, graceful hands down over Emma’s still-quaking thighs and smiled happily, her tiny-nippled tits quivering slightly. She was deeply flushed and her little nipples were stone-hard. Emma motioned to her. Both Cassie and Sasha snuggled against her, the three of them kissing and caressing each other, cuddling down after their passionate indulgence.