A Fantasy About Love

III: The Wedding

Chapter 23: Fun in Brisbane

Maureen was already at the airport and the flight to Brisbane was without any problems, Maureen snuggled close into me and I read one of those airport thrillers, where the hero saves the world and gets the girl. The weather in Brisbane was lousy: cold and raining. We took a taxi to Eileen's home and were pleasantly surprised that the entrance was brightly lit, welcoming us.

Maureen opened the door, and I heard Eileen running to greet us. She shot out of the corridor and first embraced Maureen, then me. She was dressed in a little top with small straps and an opening that went from the middle of her areolae to her bellybutton (where the top actually ended), and a long, slinky skirt, and both so transparent that she might as well have come naked. Again, I thought that she was a beautiful woman, older than Maureen, more mature, more rounded in the right places, and sexier and somehow more sensual. I would take my Maureen, however, anytime.

She kissed me hungrily and pushed her tongue into my mouth, capturing mine in exchange. Her hands embraced me strongly, running up and down my body. I responded in kind; her skin was soft, and my hands glided effortlessly up and down her back, until they rested on her firm ass cheeks. She started to cry.

"James, I missed you so much that I almost went crazy. Almost every day I was close to getting a ticket and go to Sydney just to see you, feel you and love you, but finally you're here!" and she pushed her face into my chest.

Maureen smiled and said: "Mom, he's yours for the weekend."

She slowly withdrew from me, but clasped my hand with a tight grip.

"You will not escape me these two days; Maureen, go read a book or do something similar as I'll be otherwise occupied. You can finish the dinner; get a bottle of my good wines and wait for us."

She pulled me into her bedroom and told me to shower and come back running. When I did so, she was on her bed, nude as the day she was born, with a radiant smile and reminding me of Goya's Nude Maja.

She had placed some pillows underneath her, her hands behind her head, her body inclined towards me, and her legs slightly bent allowing me to see a hint of her pussy. Then she opened her arms and asked to be held tight as she needed the proof that I was there and with her. She started to cry again.

"James, my love, you don't know how much I missed you. I thought I loved my husband, but that was nothing compared with the feeling I've for you. I really, really need you; I need your smile, your touch, and your love, both emotional and physical. Now kiss me and make it better..."

After she stopped crying, I concentrated on her emotions, spending my time caressing her body from hair to toes; her skin soft as velvet and warm to my touch. Her red hair was luscious and reaching down to her breasts, her eyes were glowing, her lips were smiling and inviting me to kiss them, and which I did at length, her neck had her opal pendant I had given her, and her breasts were upright and waiting to be stroked. Then I glided down to her bellybutton and spent some time burying my tongue in it. She yelled: ¨This tickles, James! ¨ and laughing, she asked for mercy.

Finally, I came to her labia; she was getting already impatient and pushed her pussy up to be kissed. Her outer lips were completely bare (she must have shaved it recently) and soft as silk. Her labia were different from Maureen; while Maureen had closed half shells hiding her treasure, Eileen had dark crinkly skin protruding from the inside, asking me to open it and treasure the light red skin inside. Her clitoris was visible and when she was excited, as just now, it had come out to welcome me, and as I started to kiss it, she was ready to go. She wanted me inside her, but I preferred to tease her and continued to kiss her sweet spot; then as I added a finger creeping deeper inside her, she moaned and pleaded me to take her.

Finally, I relented and started to stroke her clit faster and when I bit it slightly, she let go, her hands pushing my face into her pussy. She trembled and thrashed her body around as if bitten by fire ants; then she cried my name and her already flowing labia emitted a small jet of her dark scented fluids spurting into my face. It was something she would do only if she was over-excited, and I was drowned. I did not mind: if she would swallow my seeds, I could be bathed by her juices. When she relaxed, I kissed her labia slowly and licked her clean. It was not something that I had ever imagined I could do, but after receiving the love of these two wonderful women, I could imagine a lot of things, however, and would be eager to try out them all.

She pulled me up and said: "That has taken the edge off my tension and I will enjoy the continuation much better. May I please ask you to take me now, oh Lord and Master?"

She threw the pillows on the floor and lying on her back, opened her legs.

"I want to feel you inside me, feel you filling me up, and be yours, totally and always."

She pulled me over her, and her hand grasped my shaft. She aligned it with her entrance and placing her legs over my hips, lifted herself upwards so that I could enter her slowly. I pushed down and adapting to her rhythm, I was rapidly hitting bottom.

"Yes, my love, this is what I want. Please go faster..." and I obeyed her command.

The feeling was electrifying: her pussy was hot, wet, soft and tight, yet a perfect fit and the resistance against my penis when I was rocking against her, was making every move more exciting. Our bodies swayed in motion and she wrapped her legs around my waist with all force. "James, faster..."

I felt her body flushing and getting hot; then she suddenly became silent, her pussy spasmed around my shaft and I felt a hot sensation running through my body. This was too much for me and I also climaxed, filling her up.

We slowly came back to reality, twitching with the aftershocks, both of us drawing out the last remnants of our union.

"Yes, James, I'm yours, totally and always. I missed you and I missed our love." then she started to smile: "You better be prepared for the weekend. Maureen said that you were mine for these days; I shall use my gift to the full extent! I hope you ate a lot of oysters!"

She stretched her body (which made an interesting picture) and looked at her watch.

"I hope that Maureen was reading an interesting book because we have been here for more time than I imagined, but that's her problem, not mine."

She slowly got up and then came back. "You have not said hello to my puppies. They've been complaining all the time about how you abandoned them!" and she offered her breasts to kiss. I said "Hi, puppies, that you are abandoned is not my fault; just get your mistress to come and let me have you!"

I spent my time nuzzling her nipples and then told her to leave; after all, we had another partner to our crime waiting for us and I was getting hungry.

"I am not satisfactory for you? You think about food at this moment?"

She started to laugh when the only answer she received was the rumbling of my stomach.

"OK, you win. We both need to clean up, so come along, oh Lord and Master."

She opened the door of the shower and pushed me in; then she followed. She stopped and sniffed my face.

"Is that me I am smelling?" and licking my cheek "and is this the way I taste? Not bad, I must say, but I am probably prejudiced. The next time I'll eat you I shall tell you how we compare! But I admire your courage: to be hit by my jet and then cleaning me up with your tongue ... James, that takes love, trust and affection. I know why I invited you into my heart!"

When we finally got out of the bathroom, I put on my customary shorts and t- shirt, and she wriggled back into her little transparent things that I could not call a dress. Maureen looked up when we came back into the sitting room. She was actually reading a book as advised and had changed also, but this time in a long dress that exposed her breasts and emphasized her slender figure.

Eileen sat beside her, pulled me to her side, showing a very content, almost satisfied smile, and took my arms and placed it around her shoulder.

"Remember where your hand should be..." and pushed it onto her breast.

"Thank you, Maureen, for the moments you gave me. I needed that very much."

¨What do you mean with 'moments'? I have been sitting here for close to one hour, and to judge from the sounds I heard, you were quite active. Are you satisfied now? ¨

"Content, yes. Content that I have both of you close to me. Happy, yes. Happy, that we are well, love each other and have two days to ourselves. Satisfied, no. Maureen, I've been alone all these days and please remember that I am bound to James the same way you are. Not on the same level, but as intense. I need him to touch me to confirm my love, to confirm his love, and to feel that I'm still his. When he took me, he took the edge off my desire, but my longing still exists. I intend to have more of him, make love, give myself to him, explore whatever comes to his mind and act on it, until I can lie back and relax, and only then I'll be satisfied. I hope that the book is interesting because we'll spend a lot of time in that bedroom; perhaps I could interest you come and participate? I would really like that, and I assume James would survive having two beautiful women in his bed making love to him? Well, James, what is your opinion?"

There was not much I could say after this.

"Have I ever told you how lucky I'm having two beautiful women with me? And that both know my love for them? And both offer me to look and touch their beautiful bodies as often as I want? And both are willing to make love, as Maureen said to me 'anytime and anyhow'! It could not get better! But don't forget: making love to you is wonderful, but loving you is so much better!"

They looked at each other and finally Maureen said: "Mom, I believe that we can keep him. Come here, my love..." and she gave me a long and deep kiss, and then offered her breasts for my pleasure.

"You have ignored them for hours now and they want to know whether you still like them."

I considered the request (perhaps a moment too long because she hit me in the chest; she had become aggressive recently, hitting me whenever I did not agree with her, but she immediately kissed the spot to make it better!) and then dedicated myself to them. The feeling of those wonderful puffy tips was exhilarating and because her nipples were so sensitive, she started to moan lowly and fidget around. She placed my hand on her pussy and even through the thin textile I could feel the heat and slickness of her labia. Rubbing her was enough and she came: not as an explosion, but in a wonderful crescent wave that collapsed on my hand. She opened her eyes and smiled.

"I believe that you still like them!"

There was a discreet cough behind us, and Eileen asked whether we were finished so she could have dinner. Maureen got up and stretched herself, causing all kind of interesting things to happen on her body and agreed that we were actually finished for this moment, but as Eileen had said, there were more things to come.

She took my hand and lead me to the dining room table, and she had done an outstanding job: candles, white porcelain, silver cutlery, a cut of meat that looked like veal, and a bottle of red wine. Eileen looked at it and nodded: "You selected a good wine since I've drunk this before and every time it gets better. The Chromy Pinot Noir 2010 is an excellent wine for veal and one of Tasmania's best. I see that you have learned a lot."

"Mom, what else did I have to do when I was miserable and alone? I ran and read about wines. Thank God drugs never interested me, but please sit down and I'll serve you."

Eileen looked at the placements of seats and did not agree.

"Today is my day, and I have a request: May I sit on James' lap, please?"

She was careful to ask for permission as there had been problems before when she assumed she could order Maureen around.

Maureen nodded and Eileen sat gently on my lap, half turned to the table to be able to get food or wine. She was not a light person, but felt as a woman, ready to be touched and to be kissed. Maureen sat on the other side, grinning at the picture we offered. It was difficult to eat with comfort, but Eileen and I enjoyed the position, and as Eileen moved around and her ass ground in my lap, I could not hide my response to her moves. She felt it, too, and slowly increased and changed her movements to increase the friction. Maureen was watching us with interest: she must have remembered a similar situation with her sitting on my lap. She grinned even more, when Eileen started to blush and occasionally felt at a loss for a word.

Suddenly Eileen got up, took off her little skirt and turning to me, relieved me of my shorts. Then she sat down again, this time with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Now, this is better, my love."

She looked down where we were almost joined and readjusted herself, so that my shaft was comfortably between her cheeks. The conversation continued, the food was great, and the wine even better. She continued to move, and I continued to grow until a sudden movement put my penis close to an open and inviting entrance. She stopped, looked down again and smirked.

"James, this is the back entrance and that is reserved for tomorrow night. If you want to, you can have it, but may I suggest we do this properly tomorrow? There is smoked salmon in the fridge and a bottle of Belvedere for me and a Grey Goose for my daughter on ice."

Maureen sputtered and said that there were certain things she really did not want to know while having dinner. Her eyes belied these words: they were sparkling and curious. Eileen asked me to make up my mind and when I said that I agreed to wait for this pleasure, moved again and suddenly, I had entered her front entrance. She settled slowly down on my shaft and when I was totally inside her, tried to continue the conversation as normal. This was difficult as Maureen was watching us intensely, I was close to coming, and Eileen had no choice anymore but to start to move faster and faster. And then it happened: she came with a loud groan throwing her arms around me, and I followed suit, spurting my seed in her pussy.

After we relaxed, Maureen looked at us and said. "I assume that this finishes the dinner?" And are you satisfied now, Mom?"

Eileen needed a few moments to recuperate, but then said happily: "For the next five minutes, yes..."and looking around, suggested that we could clean up tomorrow and could retire now. She got up and our combined fluids ran out of her pussy, but she just wiped it with her fingers and then licked them clean.

"Nothing goes to waste here, my love."

Then she walked to the bedroom, her hips moving sensually and her nude body and her smiling face offering more pleasures to come. Maureen followed her in her own sensual strides making me unable to decide which one I admired more, and I finished the procession. It took not long for us to be naked and enjoying the other's bodies. To my surprise Maureen was participating with great interest checking out her mother's body and Eileen, as always, was not behind doing the same with Maureen. I protested, feeling abandoned and both turned to me. Maureen declared that she was responsible for the upper half, and Eileen for the lower part. This was going to be fun.

Maureen was at my side, starting to kiss me and opening her mouth to let my tongue in. It was welcomed by hers, and we caressed each other; then she became more aggressive, pushing her tongue into my mouth and sucking on my lower lips. Her arms were holding me tight, and she mumbled: "I love you, James, I love you so much..." and then she stopped and put her head on my shoulder.

Eileen was not forgetting me: I felt her stroking my penis that was still slick from our juices and when she took into her mouth and licked the tip, it was definitely showing interest in a new life. I looked down and saw her glance at the shaft. At the tip was a clear bubble was slowly growing, threatening to drip. She stuck out her tongue and caught it; then she swallowed it and moaned a bit.

"This is so nice, James. I love to make love to you!"

She continued to stare at it, so I pushed her down and brought her back to the present. She started to lick the head, moving the tip of her tongue up and down, smearing a steady stream of juice across the now shimmering head. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she sucked the head back inside. She was teasing me, but my moans of frustration made her relent. My shaft was straight and rigid and after slowly crawling up my body, she moved it to the entrance of her pussy; then she moved up a bit and settled on my hips. While she was pushing herself down, I slipped into her inner lips and with a last shove, touched her cervix. She smiled contented and increased her rhythm as I followed her and quickly, we matched our strokes.

She murmured "Faster, my love ... Faster and deeper..." and her voice increased in volume "FASTER ... YES ... NOW ... YES!" and she fell down, blushing all over. Her explosion caused me to follow and I spurted once more all my seeds into her open channel, which caused her to tremble and to repeat her climax. She did not move for a while and then whispered: "Now I am satisfied!"

She let herself fall to my other side and put her arm and leg above my body. Her labia were still open, and fluids were leaking out. Maureen, who had done nothing, but watched us with fascination, moved down and wiped it with her finger; then she cleaned her finger in her mouth and repeated the act until the hole seemed to be dry. She moved up again and offered me her finger and I sucked it into my mouth, tasting our combined juices, my own and Eileen's dark scent and taste. She smiled and pointed to her mother: Eileen was already fast asleep.

Maureen grinned and said that tomorrow was her turn, but she was tired, too. Giving me her breasts to kiss, she snuggled into my arms and closing her eyes she was gone. One body was glued to my back with her hands holding me tight, and another in front of me, giving my hand free reign of her breasts and hips. What a wonderful way to go to sleep!

During the night I woke up occasionally and still felt my two women around me, protesting against any move. When we finally woke up, I saw Eileen opening her eye with a big smile.

"Now, Maureen, I'm satisfied, my body is quite exhausted and certain part of it is very sensitive, but thank God, there is still one part unused and we will finish that tonight. Now I shall get up and prepare breakfast to give you a bit of private time, but first..." she pointed her breasts to me and said: "Wuff, wuff - the puppies say thank you, kind sir. I kissed them reverently and she went to the bathroom.

Maureen laughed and asked whether this was not a very silly way of getting up? I agreed but remarked that I would be very disappointed if one day it was abandoned. She stopped laughing and confirmed that it was a gesture of fun and love, and that she enjoyed it tremendously, even making jokes about it. Then she said that yesterday it was Eileen who had all the fun, but now she wanted her part. She turned on her back and opened her legs.

"It's all yours now, my love. Take it!"

My penis was already stiff and I moved over her; she reached down and guided me into her. She was so similar and so different from Eileen: her body was a bit slenderer, her breasts smaller with very puffy and wide areolae and her nipples standing stiff up close to an inch; but the real difference was in the face and the smile. Eileen's face showed love and lust, Maureen´s face was love, affection, dedication and complete trust.