Chapter 2

(When we left Sally, she was in bed with a new acquaintance named Martha. They were surprised by a third person, whom Sally was very happy to see. I don't think it will be a surprise to anyone who knows Sally just who the third person is. We pick up the next morning.)

Sally woke up and her nose itched. She tried to scratch it. For some reason she couldn't. She tried again. Nope, her hand didn't want to seem to move. She wiggled her nose. That didn't help. Opening her eyes seemed to be too much trouble so she simply remained quiet and thought about last night.

She had been cuddling on her hotel room bed, probably this same bed she was in now, with Martha, a full-figured and sexy woman she had picked up at the seminar. They had already had one bout of delightful sex and were considering another when a voice had spoken.

"How about moving over enough to make some room on that bed?"

Sally had sat up, ignoring the fact that she was nude. The voice had been familiar, so familiar and so dear. It was her long-time girlfriend and partner MaryAnn.

"Hey darling!"

"Hey yourself," remarked the busty dark-haired woman. She leaned over and kissed Sally warmly before turning her attention to the blonde woman. "Hello, I'm MaryAnn."

Thoroughly non-plussed but sensing that a scene was not in the offing, the other woman replied "Hello, I'm Martha."

Confirmation that all was okay came to Martha immediately. The newcomer kissed her and it wasn't a peck on the cheek. It was a full blown open mouth kiss. Then she proceeded to kick off her black heels, turn around and sit on the edge of the bed. Looking over her shoulder she said "Martha would you be a dear and mind unzipping me?"

"Gladly," laughed the blonde woman. She sat up, the sheet falling away from her generous breasts. She drew the zipper down and helped the new arrival shrug her shoulders and arms from the sleeves.

MaryAnn stood, letting her coral dress fall to her feet. She unfastened her bra and tossed it across the room before turning to face the bed. Sally hid a grin and waited expectantly as her lover turned.

She wasn't disappointed with Martha's reaction. Even without her glasses the blonde gasped at the size of MaryAnn's breasts. They were as much bigger than her own as her breasts were larger than Sally's.

"Pretty impressive huh?' giggled Sally.

"Wow!" Martha chuckled in reply.

MaryAnn lifted an eyebrow. "I have NO idea what you could be talking about," she said dryly. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and pushed them down before sitting down on the edge of the bed again, bumping Martha with her hip. "Guests in the middle," she directed.

The threesome cuddled together. MaryAnn gave a tremendous yawn and dropped off shortly. Before the other two slumbered Martha rolled slightly towards Sally and lifted an eyebrow.

"Not what you expected when you realized my girlfriend had walked in was it?" Sally whispered.

Martha shook her head.

Sally explained quietly. She and MaryAnn had an agreement that dated back to when they first moved in together. Both were free spirits and were in the prime of their sexual lives. They were in love, there was no doubt, but the amount of time they had to spend apart made monogamy out of the question for now anyway. Jealousy never entered into the equation. Each applauded the other when they got lucky, although MaryAnn, being pure lesbian was known to roll her eyes and sigh when Sally's adventures included a male participant.

"So you won't wake up and find that MaryAnn is leaning over you with a battle-axe or anything like that," Sally concluded. The other woman nodded sleepily and the pair soon dropped off.

Okay, that was last night. It still didn't explain why she couldn't scratch her nose. She tried once more, failed and then opened her eyes.

Oh, that explained it. Her wrists were tied to the bed posts. It looked like her own stockings from last night had been used. She pulled gently. Yes, looped tightly around her wrists just like she liked it. She looked down her body. Hmmmm. Someone had left her garter belt on. So she wasn't completely nude.

Now exactly whose stockings were around her ankles? Sally cudgeled her memory. MaryAnn had been wearing ... okay! She hadn't been wearing stockings at all so those were Martha's she triumphantly concluded. They felt really good too, just as they had last night when they were playing under the table. She flexed her legs; tugging on them and feeling the knots tighten. Oh my, she did love being tied up like this. Now then, now that she knew where she was, where were the other two?

"About time you woke up,"

Sally looked down past the foot of the bed. "Oh there you are," she remarked.

"Here we are," smiled MaryAnn.

Martha smiled too. She was leaning up against MaryAnn, her back pressed against Sally's girlfriend. Her body covered most of the other woman from sight although it was obvious that MaryAnn was as nude as Martha still was.

"We've been getting to know each other." MaryAnn's arms slid around the blonde and cupped her breasts. Fingers flicked lightly at already hardened nipples.

"Have you now?" inquired Sally with a grin. "And what did you all decide about each other?"

"That we like each other, and that you are a naughty little girl sometimes who needs to be put in her place," Martha smiled as she rubbed her bottom back against the woman behind her. From the smiles that rubbing was definitely producing some pleasure

"And what place might that be?" asked Sally.

"All tied up and no way to join in the fun, unless and until we let you." MaryAnn pinched hard on Martha's nipples and then released them. Her hands turned the shorter woman around for a long kiss. Sally squirmed, not only from the actions of the duo but from what she caught a glimpse of around MaryAnn's waist.

"Are you wearing this morning?"

MaryAnn grinned and turned slightly so that both women were standing with their sides toward Sally. From that angle it was easy to see the leather harness circling the full hips of her girlfriend and the long latex cock that jutted from her body.

"So?" Sally said suggestively.

"So now you get to watch sweetheart," grinned MaryAnn. She kissed Martha again and then directed the older woman with a single word command.

"Down."

Martha slid to her knees. Sally noted absently that Martha's gold rimmed glasses made her look somehow even more naked. She also had a perfect view of what was taking place. The softly rounded blonde opened her mouth and began to run her tongue over the red dildo. She licked the head, swirling over it. MaryAnn stood still, her hands by her side and a smile on her face as she looked down.

Martha licked up and down the length of the now shinning cock. She battered the molded balls at the base. Sally knew MaryAnn had one of her special strapons on today and was willing to bet the balls were loaded. She had the feeling that Martha would enjoy it either way and wherever MaryAnn ended up depositing the contents.

In short order Martha had slid her lips down the entire length of the dildo and was furiously fellating it. Sally could see the base moving back against MaryAnn as Martha's head rocked up and down. Sally was pulling on her bonds as she watched the blonde woman kneeling and sucking the latex cock of her long time lover.

MaryAnn's hands were no longer at her side. They were fixed in Martha's blond locks and urging the other woman on to greater heights. Not that Martha seemed to need much encouragement. Her lips were tight on the girlcock and she was taking the entire length of it in to her mouth and probably her throat.

"Wow, darling," moaned MaryAnn. "This charming woman sucks strapon just about as good as you do." The full hips were rocking back and forth. It was just a little at first. Then MaryAnn was seriously fucking Martha's mouth and the older blonde was taking everything the busty dark-haired woman was giving. Possibly even more Sally noted as she struggled against her bonds, torn between the delicious helplessness and the urge to at least plant one hand between her legs and relieve the increasing itch there.