Dan N' Me
Copyright© 2025 by valerie
Chapter 3
The magic of meeting Lorraine, is a memory that’s vivid. My imagination had run riot with anticipation of her arrival; then the shattering of preconception as I opened the door on her.
Strait off a TV supermarket advert; an intelligent young Mum with short brown hair, elfish smile, dressed to show off her pert little healthy figure.
Lorraine played through her routine with me. Sipping Babycham on the sofa we had chatted and smooched.
Later she introduced me to a little lesbian love in my bedroom. She had the situation in control; but there was chemistry at work and something had formed between us that day.
After the sex we found we were genuinely interested in what each other had to say.
I began to feel a bit like her inexperienced younger sister. I new I could trust her. Conversation had turned into intimate divulgence.
Eventually she left well after bedtime had passed. For the first time in my life I knew what it felt like to have a special friend.
Having similarly been a loner, Loraine felt the same joy as me in finding her kindred spirit.
It wasn’t anything like a romantic infatuation. We were too much of a kind for that; no it was mutual admiration. We were to become soul mates.
Loraine had barley known her parents who were in the diplomatic service.
Her childhood was spent at obscure boarding schools.
At thirteen she was informed they had died while on active service.
Then she was ‘taken on’ by Aunt Gelda who set about completing her “education” at home; often in the bedroom.
She’d moved into her own apartment before she was eighteen and knew her way round the private sex circuit of town.
Lorraine had found there were good pickings to had from certain people’s devious sex lives.
Recently, after a couple of fast years, she had moved out of town looking for a lower-key activity.
The vogue for sex-toy parties had attracted her as a possible source for clients. Is it any wonder I was in such awe of Lorraine?
It had been during Lorraine’s account of her upbringing and the part her Aunt Gelda had played in bringing her to maturity, that I had felt certain of trusting her. I empathised with her by revealing that Jez and I had recently shared some sexual activity.
Our eyes had met and at that point a bond formed between Lorraine and I.
It was a bond that injected a stimulating drive to our lives. Exchanging intimate details along with cigarettes and discussions on the possibilities of our affairs soon became central to our relationship.
One revelation that Lorraine uncovered was my bisexuality when almost in haste I had blurted out about the crush I had on Dan. She was surprised, not with it being my Father, rather the gender of my lust. She pointed out that individuals who were able to get carnal satisfaction with both sexes were bisexuals!
‘That makes us two of a kind Val’ she laughed. Somehow I had already taken that for granted.
All Coming Together
The morning sunshine dazzled for our brunch together at my place. The upturn in the weather had got both Lorraine and I into light cheerful dresses. Later, relaxed over drinks in the warmth of the sun- lounge, I hold Lorraine’s attention by bringing her up to date with my progress on Jez.
‘ You know Lorraine’since I’ve been frigging Jez, she’s more content; there’s been a real change for the better in her.’When she gets irritable and frustrated I realise she’s needs relief. About once a week I give her a workout at bedtime.’
Lorraine raised an eyebrow and sipped her drink, indicating her desire for me to continue.
‘She liked that VIP-Magazine you got her and actually I find it a turn-on myself. That schoolgirl sequence in it is so realistic; her crafty seduction of the headmaster, and getting his cock instead of the cane.’
Lorraine had a distant look saying,’ Did Jez envy the schoolgirl then Val?’
‘Jez couldn’t take her eyes off her!’ I exclaim, ‘when I slid my fingers in, she went strait to the boil’
With an odd expression, Lorraine puts down her glass but as her face comes close to mine I realise it’s indicating her strong arousal.
Her embrace was urgent and the kiss on my neck, more like a bite. I’m wrestled to the floor and we frenetically struggle till her lust is sated.
Girl Talk
I had inadvertently stumbled on a fetish of Lorrain’s, which had briefly given me a kind dominance with her. I’d experienced a wonderful charge from that dominance.
What had turned her on so? Was it schoolgirl sex or Jezie?
Could I pull it on her again if I chose too? I had to know!
What if I relate another story to her, when the time seems right; see what result I get.
Chilly weather makes our next get-together an indoor affair and before long I’ve taken Lorraine into the seclusion of my bedroom to show her some of my wardrobe. Our girl-talk inevitably turns to sex and I begin updating Lorraine on Jez’s new caper,
‘ ... so, Dan wants to listen to his music; Jez frolics around him in her gymslip. Then she makes her play. Placing her hand on his crouch she says, ‘Is this lump here your knob? Mum says if I ask nicely, you’ll show me. Please, will you?’
Dan attempts ignoring the situation but Jez persists. ‘Please! I want to see it!’ she wines. Dan looks to me desperately for rescue.
I smiled at him saying, ‘A girl of her age shouldn’t be kept in the dark Dan, they’re always telling us to be frank over sex matters these days!’
He stutters in disbelieve as, moving closer to him, I whispered an order; ‘It was OK for you to feel inside her pants, now your going to let her see inside yours.’
Jez is now excited, ‘I want to see it now mum!’ Calmly I say, ‘Give Danny some space Jez, and he’ll show you’ but I’m excited also.
In resignation he stands up slowly, unzips his trousers and let them drop to the floor.
We both hold our breath as he pulls down his pants. He stands with his protrusion; a mixture of pride and humiliation.
Jez just stared with a look of repulsion.
I took hold of the proceedings saying, ‘Well don’t stand there Danny, sit down!’
Relieved he went to pull up his pants, but I checked him. ‘No silly, we want to take a proper look, don’t we Jez!’
With a forlorn look he sits back on the sofa; his pants round his ankles, and his cock standing stiff between his thighs.
Jez shrank back.
Sitting next to him I eased Dan’s legs apart, saying, ‘There’s no need to be coy Jez, You keep telling us you’re grown up, now get hold of it like this!’
Cupping the top of the foreskin I slowly pulled it down, revealing the glistening violet head beneath its sheath.
Then letting go, I lent over, and holding her by the wrist, pulled Jez up to him, placing her hand round the top of his foreskin.
‘Now I said quietly, just slowly pull down Jez.’
Hesitantly she began pulling the foreskin all the way down, squealing as she passed over the rim, causing the shaft in her hand to throb with excitement.
Then I got Danny to take everything off and we rearranged ourselves so that I could show Jez how to give a gobble.
I was careful to finish the demo before he began to boil, so Jez can take over.
But there’s a hitch.
Jez struggles in vain to get her mouth over the rim.
I gave the back of her head a little push and into her gob it plopped.
She recoiled to eject the tight stopper but unfortunately for Dan her teeth came up against that rim, her exit was blocked.
As his fluid flooded her mouth her scream was largely muted, but it ceased when there was no option to swallowing.
I yank her head off, bringing a yell from Dan, and console her in my bosom.
I scolded him for being a selfish pig. He turns away to sulk.
Jez turns her face up to mine. My tongue went probing around hers; tasting the residual juices.’
Lorraine, sat on my bed, listened in rapture, closing her eyes occasionally to visualise the action.
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