Natalie Visits

When Jake and Laura woke the following morning, Natalie was already up, and enticing smells of coffee and cooking wafted from the kitchen. They looked across at each other, both struggling to find the right words. "What the fuck did we just do?" Laura asked.

"Yeah, um... Things definitely got out of hand," Jake said. After a moment, he added thoughtfully, "She is really something, though," immediately wishing he hadn't.

Their uneasy reflection was interrupted as Natalie appeared, carrying two cups of coffee. "Would you like some?" she offered in a warm and inviting tone, and they gratefully accepted. "And breakfast?" she added. "Yes, great," they readily agreed.

Natalie looked at both of them and said sincerely, "Thank you both so much for last night. It was wonderful. The lovely Laura and the handsome Jake. I don't get much downtime these days, and I hardly ever meet fun and interesting people." Then, gesturing at the luxurious surroundings, she added wistfully, "All this comes at a price," then continued, "Can I see you both again? Soon?"

Jake answered quickly, without consulting Laura, "Yes, we'd love to! Um... would you like to come to ours for dinner?"

'Wow, Jake's moving quickly,' thought Laura, smiling to herself.

"Yes, that would be great. I can do Wednesday at 7 p.m. or next Tuesday," Natalie replied, checking her calendar.

"Wednesday is perfect!" Jake confirmed enthusiastically, then gave her their address.

After dressing, they joined Natalie in the kitchen where her chef was preparing breakfast. The meal was delicious, but soon after, Natalie excused herself, apologising that unfortunately she had to work most Saturdays. As she saw them to the door, Natalie kissed Laura softly, whispering, "You're so lovely." Then turning to Jake, she smiled and said, "You're lovely too, Jake," before kissing him hard on the mouth -- a passionate and controlling kiss leaving him in no doubt of her will.

Natalie's driver returned them to Jake's house, and on the way Laura broke the silence. "Do you have any idea what the fuck is going on?"

"Nope," Jake replied. "Do you?"

"Nope," she answered hopelessly, and the rest of the trip passed in thoughtful silence, both of them gazing out the window, trying to make sense of it all.

Laura was thinking that, beyond the amazing sex, she actually really enjoyed Natalie's company. She was intelligent, funny, charming, understood people, and was seemingly a decent, caring person. But it was still not clear what she wanted from them. It was possible she just wanted to party and fuck, but the tenderness of her kisses implied more than that. And what the fuck was she doing to poor Jake? She messed with his mind and his cock. Laura thought she knew what buttons to push with Jake, but, with an unexpected pang of envy, realised that Natalie had found a whole new set of buttons and was hammering them down hard.

Jake was equally concerned. Natalie was the most sensual yet intimidating person he'd ever encountered, and he found himself drawn to her in ways that felt both thrilling and unwise. She was intelligent, beautiful, undeniably sexy, and powerful. She was also apparently gay -- a fact he couldn't reconcile with her behaviour. Perhaps she felt she needed to keep him happy so she could remain close to Laura, but then she genuinely seemed to enjoy him too. It all didn't quite add up.

The early part of the week flew by, and Wednesday arrived before they knew it. Jake had ordered a selection of finger foods from a local restaurant -- neither were great cooks -- and stocked up on some quality wine.

Both of them went to extra lengths to prepare for Natalie's visit. Laura took great care with her makeup and then slipped into her best black lingerie set beneath a classy but revealing dress, pairing it with stockings, heels, and a spritz of her favourite perfume. Jake admired her as she walked past, a vision of elegance and allure. Yet, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as he realised she wasn't dressing for him tonight; she was dressing for Natalie.

Jake also took care with his appearance, trimming his beard to a neat stubble, applying some aftershave, and putting on his sharpest outfit: tailored blue jeans, a crisp white shirt, tan brogues, and a fitted blue jacket. As he caught his reflection in the mirror, he realised that he wasn't dressing for Laura either.

They opened some wine before Natalie arrived and sat on the sofa together, thinking of what the evening ahead may have in store, when Laura broke the silence, asking, "Are we on a date? With the same woman?"

"Huh, yeah, I guess so -- sort of," he replied, seeming distracted.

Just after 7 p.m., the doorbell rang. They exchanged a glance before heading to the door. As they opened it, a sleek black Mercedes pulled away, and now in front of them was the stunning Natalie.

"Please, um, come in," Jake stumbled nervously as Natalie swept past him, her perfume lingering in her wake. His heart skipped a beat as he took in her elegant black dress and heels -- breathtaking. She went straight over to Laura, held her face gently in her hands, and kissed her tenderly. "You look even more lovely than the last time," she said softly.

Jake stepped forward a little awkwardly and took Natalie's coat. "We're so glad you could come -- welcome to our home," he said, gesturing around. "Sorry, it's, um, not as grand as you're used to..."

Natalie turned to him sharply, her eyes flashing. "Don't you ever say anything like that to me again. This is your home, and I feel privileged to be invited." Then she stepped closer, her voice softening as she rested her arms on his shoulders. "Now, let's start again, shall we? Jake, I'm so pleased to be visiting your home. Thank you for inviting me." Before he could respond, she leaned in and kissed him deeply. Her lips were warm, enticing, and commanding. He melted into the kiss until the moment was broken when Laura coughed, saying, "Um, so, can we offer you a drink, Natalie?"

Natalie pulled back, her expression apologetic. "I'm so sorry, Laura. I think I was a bit harsh with Jake, and I didn't want to leave him feeling bad. And yes, I'd love one -- a white wine would be perfect."

Laura handed her a glass, glancing at Jake, whose face was a mixture of fear, arousal, and bewilderment. "I'll be back in a sec," he muttered, excusing himself to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face, gripping the sink as his thoughts spiralled. What the fuck? What the actual fuck is this woman doing to me?'

When he returned, the two women were chatting comfortably on the sofa, as if they'd known each other for years. Jake joined them, and they sat close, enjoying the connection that was forming so quickly. It wasn't long before Laura suggested they move to the table for dinner.

The conversation continued over the meal until, at one point, Natalie gestured to Jake for a canapé. As he went to offer her the plate, she stopped him with a sly smile, saying, "No. Feed it to me." Natalie took the canapé from his fingers with her lips, lingering just enough for him to feel the softness of her mouth on them. Jake's caught his breath, and his eyes flicked nervously to Laura. Laura, watching the exchange, leaned forward slightly and said, "Natalie, can you stay with us tonight?"

"I'd like to very much," she replied. And, recognising the moment, they adjourned to the bedroom.

The two women slowly removed each other's dresses, revealing their lingerie -- Laura and Natalie both in black. Jake thought he'd died and gone to heaven at the sight of these two beautiful women. Laura, taking the lead this time, took Natalie to their bed, and they lay together kissing and caressing each other. Their bed wasn't as large as Natalie's, so Jake found a chair while the two of them explored each other's bodies. Laura was keen to bury her face between Natalie's legs again, so she slid Natalie's panties down her legs before removing her own. She knelt on the bed and kissed Natalie's stomach, trailing her tongue down to lick Natalie's shaven mound, then further to her labia. Natalie moved around until she was lying under Laura, her face looking up at Laura's beautiful pussy. She guided Laura down onto her face and heard Laura gasp as her tongue slipped between her folds.

Their tongues explored each other, gently flicking clits, licking labia, and probing inside firstly with tongues and then fingers. Soon, Laura lifted off slightly, saying, "Sorry, I was getting too close."

"So just cum," Natalie replied bluntly from under her. "I want you to, over my face."

"Can we cum together?" Laura asked.

"Oh Laura, I don't know. It takes me a lot longer than you."

"I fucking love being between your legs. And we've got all night!" Laura replied.

By now, Jake had undressed and was enjoying the women enjoying each other. He wasn't sure he totally agreed with that timeframe, as his cock was now pointing at the ceiling. But it was clearly going to be a long night, so he started some soft strokes to ease the tension.

Laura returned her face to Natalie's pussy. It was heaven breathing her musky scent, and she could almost cum just with that and feeling her wetness. Both pussies were now slick with arousal, and their makeup was smudged. Jake watched on as their hips rocked gently against each other's faces, quickening his own strokes in response. Several times more, Laura had to pause as she struggled for control. Then at last, Natalie uttered a muffled, "Soon!" and opened her legs wide to ensure Laura had access to all of her. Laura had stayed close to the edge of orgasm, marking time until Natalie was ready. Jake had never seen such a sight and was now close to cumming himself. But he wanted to wait, to be with them on the bed and to cum together with them.

'Cumming!" groaned Natalie suddenly, as she thrust her hips up to Laura's face and clamped her head tightly between her thighs. Triggered by Natalie, Laura started to cum hissing, "Yes!" through clenched teeth. Both felt the other's pussy clamp on their fingers, their orgasms intensified by the other's. Laura gushed onto Natalie's face, but this time, Natalie was prepared for it and opened her mouth to accept it all.

As the women came so intensely, Jake lost control. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck,' he thought as he unloaded in his hand. He milked his cock, extending his orgasm, but he was very disappointed, as he'd been hoping Natalie would take care of his release as she had done before.

When their orgasms subsided, they looked at each other. Poor Natalie was covered in Laura's juices and looked like a drowned rat. Laura's makeup was badly smudged, and Jake sat there covered in his own cum. Natalie said, "Just look at us!" and started to laugh, followed by Laura, and finally Jake joined in. They all moved to the shower and soaped each other's bodies, enjoying the feel of soaped hands and the warm water running over them.

Natalie teased good-naturedly, "So Jake, still no self-control?"

He grinned in embarrassment and said, "I really didn't want to, but when you both came, well, I just lost it."

"Poor Jake. I'm sure we can do something to help, can't we, Laura?" who nodded, wondering what Natalie might have in mind this time. Then Natalie started gently and caringly soaping Jake's soft cock, saying, "Oh Jake, this is no good to me as it is, is it? Let's see what we can do." Her soapy hands gently massaged his cock for quite some time until it responded to her touch. "That's better, Jake. Get hard for me," she encouraged, as his breathing quickened. When Natalie judged Jake was hard enough for her purposes, she led them out of the shower, and they towelled each other caringly before moving back to the bed.

"I made it very special for you last time, didn't I, Jake?" Natalie said gently. "So you'll place yourself in my hands again, won't you?" she added.

"Yes, of course, Natalie, absolutely," Jake replied quietly, and Laura saw the need in his eyes.

"Okay Jake, I need you to do something for me," she said. "I need you to keep your Kegel muscles relaxed as I masturbate you. It's a natural reaction to tense them as you're aroused, so it won't be easy, but I will help you by pausing when I feel them tense, okay?" She sounded quite firm, even a little clinical, but Jake was putty in her hands, and he nodded in compliance.

She moved to sit between his legs and put one hand around his balls, pressing his perineum gently, while the other took his cock firmly in hand. She commenced her strokes, and immediately she felt him tense through his perineum. "Easy, Jake," she said, pausing. After a few seconds, she felt him relax and said, "Okay, Jake, that's much better," and resumed her strokes.

"Jake, this is probably going to take some time, since you recently came, but that doesn't matter; my hands are strong. I just need you to relax into it, okay?" she asked. He nodded again as he fully relinquished his control.

Staying relaxed was an unfamiliar feeling. It was as if his mind had disengaged from urging his arousal and handed control of it directly to his cock. Natalie had made it clear to him that, with her ministrations, his cock would decide when his orgasm would occur, and not him. As she continued, he felt his arousal grow without any conscious involvement -- a feeling that was blowing his mind yet again.

He struggled to keep relaxed many times and each time Natalie paused, encouraging him gently and then after a while he said, "Natalie, I think... I think it's happening," asking her permission.

"It's okay, Jake, just stay relaxed, and your cock will release when it needs to. Relax, breathe deeply, and just let it happen," she encouraged.

Suddenly he cried out, "Natalie!" shocked at the intensity of the feeling as his cock started to release.

"That's it, Jake," she said kindly. "Let it all out for me. Come on, Jake, all of it," she encouraged. His cock spurted and spurted into her hand, the intensity of each wave surprising him each time. She milked his cock throughout his orgasm, her strokes becoming gentler as the waves subsided. Laura tenderly cleaned up his cock, and the two women lay next to him as he basked in his post-orgasmic daze.

As they lay together, Jake started to think how quickly life had changed. A week ago, Laura and he were having a relatively normal, though active and adventurous, sex life. But now Natalie had inserted herself in their relationship, he realised that any sexual contact with Laura was now via her. It seemed Natalie's sensuality was so attractive that they'd lost contact with each other, though Jake had to admit she did things to his body and mind that he wouldn't have thought possible. Exhausted, they huddled together in Jake's bed, savouring their ever-growing connection as sleep overtook them.

They woke the next morning feeling rested and peaceful, when Natalie suddenly realised the time, "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Sorry, I have to go. Important meeting. My driver is probably here already," she exclaimed as she threw her clothes on. They quickly saw her to the door, and she rushed off, calling over her shoulder, "I'll call you."

And of course, Natalie did call; in fact, she called many times over the next few weeks, as did Jake and Laura. Jake and Laura found then enjoyed their time with Natalie so much that they would usually avoid sex for a couple of days beforehand, with "saving it for Natalie" becoming a well-used phrase in the bedroom.

One day, however, Natalie messaged, apologising -- she was going to be away on business in Paris for a week, so she wouldn't be able to see them till she was back. Jake and Laura were very disappointed until a second message arrived a few moments later simply enquiring, "Unless you'd like to join me?"