Chapter 5

Hailey

I stirred in Jake’s arms the following morning and then looked at the bedside clock in his home. It was almost noon and I listened intently as he quietly breathed in his sleep. It had been such an exciting evening. Watching the three couples engage in the threesomes was one of the most erotic things I’d ever witnessed. However, the more I watched these sexual acts with Jake, the more I longed to go from secret observer to actually participating in them. I knew that he was allowing me to take things slowly and at my own pace, but now I felt I was ready to begin interacting with some of the club members.

I was also very excited about my interactions with Sara. Honestly, I’d never met a woman like her. I’d always had a bi-curious side and I loved watching women from afar, but now I’d found a woman who was very interested in me and I felt more than ready to take things further with her. Slowly, Jake had been awakening the submissive side of my sexuality, a part of my nature that I had known existed on some level but one that my ex-husband never brought out. Amazingly, my interactions with Sara were bringing out those deep feelings too. While she was always warm and friendly with me, she also exuded a quiet sense of power and subtle control that I found intoxicating. Just like Jake, she made me feel like a little girl, and while those feelings were a little disconcerting they were also very arousing.

Breaking me out of my reverie, Jake began awakening. He’d been spooning me tight against his body all night and I flipped over so we could be face to face. “Good morning,” he said groggily.

“Good morning, baby,” I said cheerfully. “How did you sleep?”

“Like the dead.”

I smiled. “I slept great, too, and I had an amazing time last night.”

He let out a deep yawn and I could tell he was still trying to get his senses about him. “What was your favorite part?”

I giggled. “Being with you, of course.”

He laughed. “Yes, for me too. Anything else?”

“I loved watching those threesomes, but I think the best part of last night was talking to Sara.”

“You did a little more than just talk to her, didn’t you?” he teased.

I felt a little blush break over my face. “Yes, I did.” I thought for a moment. “I’d never ... you know ... been kissed by a woman like that, not in a sexual way.”

“I think she’s going after what she wants,” he said devilishly, “and what she wants is you.”

“I think that’s ... ummm ... I think that’s the case.”

He pulled me closer and we exchanged a hot, passionate kiss. “I’m surprised that all she did was kiss you, to be honest.”

“Well ... ummm...”

He grinned. “There was more, right?”

“Maybe,” I said shyly.

“Okay, girl, let’s have it, what else happened?”

“She ... ummm ... touched me a little.”

He slid his thigh between my legs and I opened them for him. Slowly, he began rubbing his thigh over the quickly-moistening lips of my vagina, and I let out a little moan. “Touched you where?” he said a bit more demandingly.

“While we kissed, she ... you know ... had her hands on my bottom and then she...” I could feel his big cock beginning to stir and come alive as it pressed into my tummy.

“And then what did she do, baby?” he said huskily.

He kept grinding his thigh against my pussy and it was as if my lust-filled brain refused to form a coherent thought. Finally, I was able to answer him. “She ... ummm ... you know ... pulled up the front of my dress and touched me.”

“She touched that hot, slutty pussy of yours, Hailey,” he said wantonly.

“Yes, she did, baby. And just as we broke the kiss, she put her finger inside me.”

He grinned slyly. “You never told me any of thls last night, honey.”

“I know, Daddy, I’ve never ... you know ... I’ve never had anyone, much less a woman, be that aggressive with me,” I shyly admitted.

“You liked the way she took control of you, didn’t you?”

“I ... ummm ... I did, I loved it, and I want you to be the same way with me.”

“You want me to be in control, don’t you?” he said lustfully.

“Yes, I ... you know ... I do. Lead me and I’ll follow.”

He leaned in and we shared a hot, passionate kiss. Then, taking me by surprise, he wrapped his arms around me and rolled me on top of him. I pushed my large breasts into his chest and we shared another deep kiss. His hands moved to my bottom and he began roughly pawing the cheeks of my ass.

“I love your body, Hailey,” he moaned breathlessly.

My nipples were hardening as I rubbed them on his muscled chest. “I need to feel you inside me, baby.” I raised myself and slid down his stomach until I felt the head of his cock press against the lips of my vagina. I reached back, took his thick shaft at the base, and moved the head along the wet lips of my pussy. Once I found my opening, I slid back and pushed him inside me with one long, deep movement, opening and filling me.

“You feel so good inside me,” I moaned in ecstasy. His hands moved to my breasts and he began squeezing them gently, which sent shock waves through my core. We established a slow, steady rhythm and I adjusted the angle so his thick shaft was rubbing perfectly against my clit. Already, I could feel my body climbing towards release. “My nipples, baby ... squeeze my nipples, get me there,” I cooed.

He took my hard little nubs between the tips of his fingers and roughly pinched them, giving me additional stimulation. My orgasm hit me hard as the waves of pleasure washed over me. As I slowly began to come back around and my senses were back about me, I looked down and saw Jake’s eyes peering into mine.

“I could watch you come like that all day,” he said.

“I want to feel you squirt inside me, baby.”

“Get me there,” he said sternly.

I began to move him in and out of my pussy harder and faster. Then, to give him additional stimulus, I used the muscles in my vagina to squeeze his shaft, milking him. Instantly, he let out a low, deep sound of pleasure. He groaned, then whispered, “Your pussy feels so tight ... baby ... you feel so good.’’ His hands moved to my hips and I began bouncing up and down on his rock-hard shaft. The angle was perfect and his cock was caressing my clit. Jake’s breathing was becoming ragged and shallow and I knew he was getting close. I squeezed his cock hard again one last time. Just as I felt deep squirts flood my womb, my world went into darkness as my orgasm overwhelmed me.

When I began to come around, I was lying on top of him and both of us were struggling to catch our breath. I could feel his cock lose rigidity inside me and then he slipped out. I slid off of him and moved to his side. He wrapped me up in his arms and pulled me tight into his body. “That just keeps getting better and better, doesn’t it?” he said.

I giggled. “Yes, it does, but ... ummm ... I think we’re going to need a lot more practice.”

“As much as you want, baby.”

He made me feel so safe, so protected. The feelings I had for this man were almost overwhelming at times. I’d never had such strong feelings so quickly in any of my previous relationships, including the marriage to my ex-husband. At that moment, I wanted him to know how I felt. “Jake ... I ... ummm ... I need to say something,” I whispered.

“You can say anything to me, honey.”

“You don’t have to say this back, but I ... ummm ... I’m in love with you, I’m sure of it.”

“I’ve ... I’ve ... I don’t think ... I don’t know that I’ve ever been in love, honey.” He paused for a moment in an apparent attempt to collect his thoughts. “I’ve never had these feelings before, baby, for anyone, but I think I’m in love with you too.”

I loved his brutal honesty. He’d always been very stoic and at times a little difficult to read. However, I loved that he was able to share how he was feeling with me. “I’m not pressuring you, baby, I promise.”

“No, Hailey, it’s not that. As crazy as it sounds, I think I started falling for you from the moment I saw you, and now I can’t picture my life without you in it.”

I smiled. “Really, baby?”

“Yes, really.”

It was about 5:00 on Monday afternoon when I pulled into the parking lot of Mimi’s Cafe in Henderson. When I found a parking spot, I stepped out of my car just as Sara was getting out of hers. We met at the front door and exchanged a little hug. “It’s great to see you,” she said.

“It’s wonderful to see you too.”

Her eyes traveled up and down my body. “That’s such a cute outfit.”

I blushed slightly. “Thank you, I love yours too.”

I was dressed fairly casually in a little jean skirt with a pretty pink top and sandals. She was wearing a tight black mini-skirt, white top, and three-inch heels that put her at about my height in my flat sandals. “I’m starved, are you ready to eat, honey?”

“You bet.”

Taking me by surprise, she took my hand and squeezed it tightly in hers, and we entered the cafe together. Immediately, my stomach began to nervously churn. When the hostess asked her how many there were in our party, I could feel a lot of eyes on us when she released my hand and then put her arm around me and pulled me tight against her body. It was very apparent to everyone in the little waiting area that we weren’t two friends having dinner, we were a couple.

When the hostess seated us, Sara ensured that we were sitting beside each other rather than across the table. It was very subtle, but already she was exhibiting slight elements of control. Of course, I’d never experienced anything like this with a woman. When I went out with my female friends we were just that, friends, not a romantic couple. It felt strangely erotic, yet the nervous feelings were still very present for me. Then she rested her hand on my exposed thigh, which sent little shivers through my body.

“I love seeing you at the club when I’m working,” she said. “Just being around you makes my day.”

“I really love seeing you too,” I honestly admitted. “You’ve taken me by surprise, but I’ve ... you know ... I’ve never met anyone like you.”

“I know this is all very new to you.”

“Yes, it is, but I ... ummm ... I like it.”

When the server approached our table Sara ordered glasses of wine for both of us and then we both chose salads for dinner. When the server left our table, I was nervously looking around the dining area. Like before, a myriad of people were sneaking looks in our direction, and some of the other couples were whispering things to each other that I couldn’t hear. However, I knew that we were the topic of their conversations. “Does it bother you?”

I knew exactly what she was talking about, but I decided to feign ignorance. “Does what bother me?”

“The way everyone is looking at us, the way they’re talking about us.”

“Yes, maybe a little,” I said honestly. “This really is all very new to me.”

“Can I admit something to you?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Those looks, what they’re saying about us, it turns me on.”

My eyes widened. “It does?”

She sensually squeezed my thigh again. “Yes, it does.”

While we enjoyed our delicious salads and sipped our wine we talked about the goings-on at the club and some of the erotic things we’d seen as we watched the members. Already, I could feel sexual tension building between us. We also talked about more mundane things like our childhoods, our high school experiences, and I told her about my life before I met Jake. She had such an infectious personality and was so easy to talk to. It was as if I could feel my attraction for her growing by the minute.

Once we’d finished our dinners, the next item on her agenda was going shopping. Sara told me that she wanted to look for a new outfit and we decided to go to the Galleria Mall. Hand-in-hand, we left the restaurant and made our way to Sara’s stylish late-model two-door Jeep Rubicon. Once we found a parking spot at the mall, she put her arm around me and we made our way to Winsor’s, a women’s clothing store. We spent a few minutes browsing and finally decided on a couple of outfits that we wanted to try on. After we walked to the changing area together, we found that all the rooms were occupied except two.

“So, which room do you want, I’ll take the other,” I said.

A devious smile broke across her face. “We’re going to try on our clothes together, baby,” she said decisively.

My eyes widened. “Ummm ... yeah, we can do that,” I whispered. I could have put my foot down and told her that I wanted to change alone, but I could feel her taking control of me, and since I could tell it was something she really wanted I submissively gave in to her.

After we entered the little room together and shut the door, she boldly started to undress in front of me. She removed her top, which exposed her well-filled pretty pink silk bra, and then she lowered her little skirt, exposing her long tan thighs and her tiny thong. “Well, what are you waiting for?” she said playfully.

Slowly, I removed my top, and her eyes traveled over my black lace bra. I felt her eyes on me as I unbuttoned my little jean skirt and let it fall onto the floor. “You have such a beautiful body,” she said huskily.

“Thank you, I love yours too,” I whispered. My stomach felt like it was tied in nervous knots. I could actually hear the shuffling of clothes in the other rooms and a sales girl talking to a customer right outside our door. I’d never done anything like this and my tense apprehension was almost debilitating.

“Take off your bra, honey, I’ve been dying to see your girls from the moment I met you,” she said hungrily.

My hands were now visibly shaking. Despite my anxiousness, I was also deep in the moment and I didn’t think, I just acted. I reached down, unhooked the little latch, and my breasts fell free.

“Oh, baby, they’re beautiful,” she said. My nipples were already semi-erect, and when she reached and cupped my breasts I let out a little moan. “You’d better keep it down, I don’t want anyone to hear us in here,” she teased.

My nipples were now fully engorged and she slid them through her fingers. She leaned in and we shared a hot, passionate kiss. Her hand ran down my stomach and her fingernails gently clawed my delicate flesh. As much as I tried to ignore it, hearing other women walking around and talking right outside our door added to my uneasy, edgy concern. She moved even closer to me and our breasts sensually crushed together. Her hand moved further south, her fingers slipped inside my thong, the tips of her fingers brushed against the lips of my vagina, and a little shiver coursed through my body.

“Oh, you’re so wet for me, aren’t you, pretty girl?” she said into my ear.

My body froze when the rustling in the room next to us stopped. I was almost certain that the woman in the other changing room heard her, so I tried to focus my attention on Sara. “I’m very wet,” I admitted in a hushed tone.

“You’re afraid of them hearing us, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am,” I agreed bashfully.

She squeezed my nipple and then slid her middle finger deep inside my pussy, which nearly took my breath away; it was like I was slipping in and out of consciousness. Her lips moved to my neck and she began licking and sucking my tender flesh while moving her finger slowly in and out of me. I attempted to keep my breathing under control but that was an exercise in futility. I was taking short little sips of breath and my knees were now going weak. Her lips met mine again, her tongue slid into my mouth, her thumb started gently rubbing my clit, and my body began to climb. I was never quiet when I released, and I immediately put my hand on hers and pushed it away.

“We can’t do this, not here, please,” I begged.

She giggled. “You don’t want to come and let all of these women hear you?” she said playfully.

“No, please, not here,” I repeated.

Seductively, she brought her wet finger up to her mouth and licked my secretions off of it. “I love how you taste, Hailey,” she cooed. “But you’d better get your clothes back on.”

As we dressed, I was so relieved that she was willing to stop. I’d never been with anyone, especially a woman, who had taken this much control and liked doing this many sexual things in such a public setting. When we exited the room together we got a few knowing, disapproving looks and a few snickers from the other women. Truth be told, I was very glad to get out of there and also very excited to get to Sara’s apartment.

It was a twenty-minute drive to Sara’s apartment on St. Rose Parkway. She had her hand on my thigh during the entire drive and there was a thick sexual tension that I knew both of us could feel. After we exited her Jeep she took my hand, we walked to the front door, and she unlocked it. When we stepped into the great room, I took a moment to look around. The walls were painted an off-white except for a brown accent wall directly in front of me. There was a large leather sofa in the middle of the room with two matching leather recliners. The entire space felt very quaint and comfortable.

She took my hand and squeezed it. “Would you like a drink or maybe a bottle of water?” she asked.

My knees were knocking together and the butterflies were nervously churning in my stomach. The anticipation was palpable. When I looked into her eyes, I saw her need and her desire. “No ... ummm ... I’m okay,” I whispered.

“Let me show you my bedroom then.” We walked down a small hallway and then entered her master bedroom. There was a four-poster king-size bed in the middle of the room and an oak nightstand on either side of it. Most of her bedroom walls were also an off-white, but directly behind the bed was a light-blue accent wall that gave the space a light, airy feel.

She turned to face me and her lips instantly fused with mine. Our hands began roaming over each other’s bodies and we quickly began undressing each other. Our skirts, tops, bras, and thongs made a pile between us as our tongues continued to explore inside each other’s mouths. “You have such a beautiful body,” she whispered hungrily into my ear.

I gently bit and then sucked on her earlobe. “I’m yours, honey,” I said wantonly.

Playfully, she pushed me back onto the bed and I scooted so my head was resting against the pillows. She crawled onto the bed and slid on top of me. I’d never experienced anything so erotic with a woman. Her breasts and stomach were crushed against mine and we shared a passionate kiss. Her thigh moved between my legs and I quickly opened them for her. She sucked and gently bit the delicate flesh of my neck and then ran her thigh over my wet vagina, sending little tingles through me. “I’m going to devour you, Hailey,” she moaned into my ear.

Her hard nipples were pressing into my breasts. I felt light-headed, like I was slipping in and out of consciousness. “Please...” I whimpered. I wanted to say something more substantial, but my lust-addled brain refused to form a coherent thought.

“Please what?” she teased.

“Touch me, put your mouth on me, anything,” I begged.

She slid down my body, took my nipple into her mouth, and began to suck and bite it, first gently and then harder. Bolts of electricity shot through my body when she took my pink nub between her teeth and pulled back, elongating my breast. “Oh, God, just like that, honey.”

She let my nipple slip out of her mouth. “You like a little pain, don’t you, pretty girl?”

Before I could answer she took my other nipple and bit it just a little rougher than before, and I cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Both of my nipples were shiny and wet with her saliva, and I sensually ran my hands through her long black hair as she kissed, licked, and gently bit them. It felt like every nerve-ending throughout my body was on fire, and I loved the little saliva trail that she left down my torso. She extended her tongue and slipped it into my navel, and after a few seconds there was a pool of her saliva in my belly button.

“Please, put your mouth on me,” I begged again.

Her tongue ran over my mound, where my pubic hair would have been if I had it. “Just where do you want my mouth?”

“On my pussy,” I moaned.

I opened my legs further and she slipped between them. My entire body stiffened when she bit the inside of my thigh, leaving little teeth marks. I’d never had anyone, including Jake, take control of me so quickly, and my mind was delirious with lust for this beautiful woman. Taking me by surprise, she eased two fingers deep inside my vagina. “Oh, God,” I purred.

“You’re so wet for me, baby.”

What she said was true; my secretions were seeping out onto my inner thighs. I began to push my hips towards her in an attempt to get her fingers deeper inside me. She must not have liked my aggressive action, because she quickly took control by wrapping her arm around one of my thighs, which immobilized me. Then she slipped her wet fingers out of me and pushed a single digit into my asshole. Instantly, my entire body went rigid; I was in no way expecting her to go there that quickly.

She began to slowly move her finger in and out and her mouth latched onto my clit. Surges of electricity shot through me. While her finger moved she began alternately lapping and sucking on my clit, and again I started pushing my hips towards her. “You love having your ass played with, don’t you, baby?”

When I looked between my legs to answer, her entire face was covered in my juices. “I loved it, and I want more,” I said huskily.

“Oh, you’re my demanding little girl now, huh?”

“I don’t know about ... oh, God...”

My powers of speech were taken from me when she began making little circles on my clit with the tip of her tongue. My breathing became shallow and ragged and my body began to climb. She reached up and cupped my breast and then roughly pinched my nipple between her fingers. The additional stimulus sent me over the edge and my body shook and convulsed as a powerful orgasm washed over me. While my senses were returning Sara licked the secretions from my inner thighs, and I loved the way my juices covered her face.

She crawled up my body, lying on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her and we shared a passionate kiss. “I love how you taste, baby,” she purred into my ear. There was a light sheen of sweat on both of our bodies and I loved how our breasts sensually pressed together. “I need to feel your mouth on me, Hailey,” she said hungrily.

She rolled off of me and spread her legs wide, and I crawled between them. Her vagina reminded me of an open flower just after a rain; her lips were red and swollen and little droplets of moisture were oozing out of her sex. I really had no idea what I was doing, so I decided to try what men had always done to me. Tentatively, I extended my tongue and ran it along the inside of her thigh, tasting her wetness. It was just a bit gamy but it also had a light, sweet flavor that I immediately loved.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and then ran the tip of my tongue over her puffy red lips. “That feels so good,” she moaned. Again, I didn’t really know what I was doing, but her words gave me a little confidence. I reached up, cupped her breast, and then sank my tongue deep inside her. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she let out another low, deep moan. I pinched her nipple and began licking the walls of her pussy. Taking a bit more control, she ran her hands through my hair and pushed my face deeper into her.

I extended my tongue, keeping it long and flat, and she began grinding her hips into my face. Even though it was a subtle move, she made me feel very submissive. I pinched her nipple harder and she closed her thighs around my head. Her juices were all over my face and I loved that she got as wet as I did when receiving oral sex.

“My clit ... baby ... lick my clit...” she whispered.

I withdrew my tongue and replaced it with two of my fingers. I curled them upwards, putting pressure on her G-spot, and began to gently rub. Then I began licking and sucking her hard little bud, and her body instantly stiffened. “Just like that ... just a little more,” she groaned. Using the tip of my tongue, I made little circles on her clit, and she began to violently convulse as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

I always got very sensitive when I released, so I withdrew my tongue and fingers from her. After about a minute, she gradually came back down and returned to me. When I looked up from between her legs, our eyes met.

“I don’t think I believe you. You’re really telling me you’ve never done this before?”

I blushed. “No, I haven’t,” I said shyly.

“Well, you’re amazing, honey.”

That brought a big smile to my face. I’d had a few reservations and some self-doubt about my ability to please her, and I was ecstatic when she said I was a good lover. She pulled me up to her and we shared another hot kiss. She wrapped her arms around me and held me close for several seconds. Then I felt her thigh move between my legs and I opened them wantonly for her. I felt so comfortable with her and she just seemed to have a way of putting me at ease. It was honestly something I wasn’t expecting. Once she’d fully caught her breath and we’d bathed in the afterglow, she was ready to continue. Taking the lead like she had all evening, she eased me off of her and onto my back. “I want to feel your mouth on me again, baby,” she said huskily.

“I’d love that,” I said demurely.

She slid onto my stomach and I could feel the heat and wetness of her vagina on my delicate flesh. She reached down and sensually ran her hands over my breasts, gently kneading them, and then we shared another slow, wet kiss. After she broke our passionate embrace, she slid forward and straddled my face with her vagina several inches above my waiting mouth. “Get your tongue out, pretty girl,” she said just a little more demandingly.

Immediately, I complied. Just like before, I extended my tongue, keeping it long and flat, and she lowered herself onto me and it slid deep inside her pussy. Instantly, my face was soaked in her secretions. “Yeah, that feels so good, baby,” she moaned from above me.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs to steady her and she began plunging her pussy on my tongue in hard, rapid motions. Her juices were leaking out of her vagina and were now beginning to soak my hair. To give her additional stimulation, I reached up and squeezed her breasts and gently pinched her nipples. Her body stiffened and I was fairly certain that she was beginning to climb. “Pinch them harder, get me there,” she said sternly.

I increased the pressure and she let out a deep, guttural moan. Then, taking me by surprise, she slid forward a couple of inches. My tongue slipped out of her vagina and brushed against her asshole. Jake and I had done anal sex and he’d used his tongue on me, but I’d never done it to anyone and I was a little hesitant. But I was so into Sara and everything we were doing that I didn’t miss a beat. I collected my saliva on the tip of my tongue and began pushing it deep inside her puckered little hole. Instantly, she let out a little grunt. “Yeah ... just like that,” she ordered. “Get it deep inside me.” Taking me by surprise, she reached back and began rubbing my clit, causing volts of electricity to shoot through my core, and my body started to climb.

I extended my tongue and plunged it in as far as I could go and I watched as she slid her hand between her legs and began furiously rubbing her own clit. “It feels so good, just a little more,” she moaned. I wrapped my arms around her thighs again and pulled her down harder on top of me and held my tongue deep in her asshole. Her body began to quake and violently convulse as her orgasm started to hit. Simultaneously, she pushed two fingers deep inside me and used her thumb to rub my clit, bringing me with her. She was pushing her pussy down on my face and I struggled to breathe as we both went crashing over the cliff. I kept my arms wrapped around her to steady her through our mutual release.

Once we both started to somewhat recover and our senses were back about us, she rolled off of me and onto her side next to me. While we lay languidly in each other’s arms after our marathon sex session, Sara took our conversation in a different direction.

“I’d love to know about you and Jake, baby. He’s really handsome, but he’s ... ummm ... a lot older than you, right? How’s that working out?”

I thought for a moment. “Honestly, I’ve never been so happy, and we’re very much in love. The age thing isn’t that big a deal.”

“You’re just so much younger, is he able to ... you know ... keep up with you?” she sounded genuinely, maybe even urgently, curious.

I blushed and then giggled. “He’s in really good shape and sometimes it’s difficult keeping up with him,” I quipped.

She thoughtfully bit her lip. “At work he’s always been really friendly and he’s a great boss, but he’s also kind of stern. He runs a pretty tight ship, huh? Much more so than his uncle.”

I wasn’t sure how much I wanted to divulge about my relationship with Jake. In the end I felt so comfortable with her, I decided to open up. “He’s definitely like that at work, but also ... ummm ... in our relationship too.”