Chapter 27. Booty Call

Thursday September 18, 2008

I rang Jessica’s doorbell at 8:30 and she opened the door like she was standing by, waiting. She was delighted to see that Li (Do Wong to her) was with me. Her first words were “Hello there ... I guess I am in for twice as much fun.”

The two girls had talked by phone about what happened during a booty call. For the law firm (these were in Judge Stern’s rules as “Brief Dates”) the #1 rule was that it was not a social call, there was little chit-chat as folks went to the bedroom and got to it. Drinks and snacks were set out on two trays on the coffee table or breakfast counter, but besides that it was very informal.

Jessica had the LA Swingers Club recommended “hostess” outfit consisting of either a simple short nightie (open front with ties and/or bra cups) or baby-doll (closed front w/o bra cups). Jessica’s was a loose-fitting sleeveless nightie, worn without panties. The official guide said the outfit had to cover the nipples (so the hostess could open the door). Any bra cups had to slide away so the goodies could be accessed fully to invite improper praise and attention. The outfit had to be see-thru or close to it, and the lower hem had to be high enough to expose at least half of the slit in front when standing straight. Some of the fashionable designs managed the exposure with an inverted “V” at the hem, or a hem that was a bit longer at the sides but got shorter in the middle to intentionally display the expected center of the night’s attention. Open-front nighties often had ties but were open from the neck to the hem. Some folks adjusted the hem with a scissors, but there were a few discrete shops that carried “approved fashion” custom fitted versions of the outfit with matching slippers, wigs and a variety of masks (worn at larger parties). Li said they charged “wedding dress prices” for tiny bit of fabric, she had a red one as a gift. I will admit the fashion versions were very sheer and were oh so soft to wear and hold.

Li had a hard time keeping her hands off Jessica’s outfit. She said afterward that Jessica’s nightie was made of very fine threads of a cashmere and silk - it was soft as a whisper when the thunder cracked. The US standard for cashmere is the soft underbelly hairs of a particular goat, with a diameter of the threads averaging 19 microns. “Her lovely outfit must have been made from hairs half that diameter, I have never felt anything so soft, and I have made a study of such fine things.”

LA has a lot of organized swingers in all price categories from trailer park to the top level of Hollywood - like the Board of the Academy. Jessica had been invited to parties before, but never had the urge to follow up what sounded like a night of 5 to 1 odds servicing men she didn’t like much as they offered her their regarded opinion about her writing.

Jessica bought this number yesterday in anticipation, from a shop suggested by Mo, one of her engaged lesbian friends who was always hitting on her. The couple lived a swinging life of mainly seducing married couples. Mo was hot to seduce lesbo-virgins, either unmarrieds like Jessica or wives looking to explore some soft territory. Her spouse liked to feel a cock going crazy inside her tight privates about one night a month. She had found that a faithful husband, seeing his wife getting off serially via lady-to-lady pleasure in the same bed, made for a more inspired night for all.

Mo knew about Jessica’s history with men - every single one of them. After her date with Li, when Jessica told Mo that she was no longer a lesbo-virgin Mo’s response was a “can’t wait” smile and the statement that she really didn’t mind a special, spicy snack who did not technically qualify. “It’s a guideline honey-child, really. An academic nun like you merits a little sweet out-of-bounds trippin.”

Jessica always found Mo tempting and promised to keep her in mind. But after that bit of a talk she had to go change her suddenly damp panties.

Jessica’s high-end nightie was very see-thru purple, with no fancy embroidery or other distractions, allowing her wonderful body to show beautifully. It cost less than a new basic pickup truck. As soon as the door was closed she put her arms around both of us for an embrace that was pure need and thankfulness, spiced with passionate kisses for Li and then me and then Li again.

Li was wearing a wrap-around dress that was inspired by a kimono, it was modest enough for the street in any setting but came off in a flash with one little hook so she sometimes used it at work, going between offices. Jessica knew just where to open it, she slid it off Li’s body while they kissed and set it on the chair next to the door. Li slid her bamboo slippers under the same chair. Then both turned to me and the suit I had worn all day at work.

When Jessica was at my house avoiding her parents Li made a ritual of undressing me while Jessica was watching. This time Jessica took the lead. Li let her, assisted by folding my clothes and putting them on the chair.

I was not stupid, I stood there like a clothes dummy in a department store, appreciating it as they did their thing, with laughs and giggles and general affections as skin was revealed for their attentions. They started with the shoes, then the suit coat and so-forth. There were abundant little kisses and other attentions (ear lobes, neck, nipples, navel, and other places just because) along the way. They did very little with the obvious, Li whispered it was too close to being cocked because of the teasing.

“To close for kiss ... just a little bit of yummm?”

Li trailed a finger along my balls. “Well, I supposed a little ... tell you what, use your lips on the side behind the ridge, just move along the length, avoid the tip and the frenulum unless you want a sudden end to the party.”

Jessica did what Li suggested, it looked hot but would not trigger anything messy as long as it was small doses.

I had showered just before I left work, like coming to dinner with an appetite, the rule was to come to the booty call ready for action. A shared shower after play was optional.

The last step was Li removing my socks while lightly sucking on my balls. Meanwhile Jessica and I got into a full contact passionate kiss while she ground against my body, slightly off-center. Her hip was pressed against my very hard cock while my hand was stuck between her wet pussy and my thigh, with some of my fingers curled up into her valley. We made to most of all of the full contact.

As soon as Li had my last sock off we made for the bedroom. Jessica did not remove her wonderfully soft insubstantial garment, it was designed so the neckline could be either above or below her breasts. She adjusted to the lower setting.

Jessica had a plan for both of us being there. She mounted the bottom of her bed where she bent over on all fours, it was a relatively tall frame and mattress so when she pushed her butt back she was positioned for me to stick it in. No words required, her expectation was obvious so I did what she expected. She was juicy, both holes were stretched and lubed. She sighed with pure need as I slipped it into her pussy. “You can take your pick, I prepared as best I could. But in truth, FUCK ... Oh Yesss ... Lover ... I want you there.”

I slipped a thumb up her ass, just to let her know I cared. She gave a sob of joy. “So good ... so full ... he is so good.”

After I got into Jessica but before I started moving and she started shaking, Li slipped into the bed, underneath Jessica in a 69 position, presenting her pussy for Jessica to pleasure with her mouth. Her position demanded that Jessica eat her pussy. Meanwhile my concubine would play around Jessica’s clit and my balls.

Li held open her own crotch. “Hungry?”

“Oh yes sweetness, that is a delicious plan,” as her lips dipped down to Li’s crotch.

For just a moment I pulled out of Jessica to dip my wet cock into Li’s mouth, treating her to a taste. Then I eased out, shifted position and slid into Jessica’s pink-purple vag again with one smooth, even stroke. She looked so hot I thought it should be burning me.

“Fuck yes ... that is what I wanted!” Jessica moaned. “So good to me ... I wish...”

Li made a “shhh” noise. “Mouth lick pussy, no conversation or talking of wishes ... your daddy’s rules!”

I grabbed Jessica by the hips as I put it to her hard with each stroke. “You are one prime piece of ass, a booty as good as any. Now get your tongue down there and eat my concubine’s pussy like a good booty should do when I bring a sweet treat.”

Jessica has been a little half-hearted about putting her face in between another girl’s thighs with her tongue out, if she thought about it she drew back from embarrassment. But I made it an imperative so she didn’t have time to think. She partook, in full measure, of Li’s sexual valley, doing what she felt compelled to do. That worked for both of them. They adjusted, Li lifted both her widespread legs and Jessica ‘stepped over them’ with her arms, so she could get at more of Li’s valley. The move naturally opened Li up wide and brought her goodies to a better position.