Bed Breafast and Sex

It was the day before Thanksgiving, and Louise had cooked a delicious meal for her tenants. Attendance had not been mandatory, but all of them had come anyway. Overall, they were a very happy bunch. Louise was indeed thankful for the way things had turned out. Jeremy and Bonnie were present, as were Mark and Danny. Mark and Danny came with their girlfriends, introduced to them by Bonnie. She had turned out to be quite the matchmaker. Lonnie was present, and gave Louise a little wink. Although Dorothy had spent some time with Steve, she had taken Lonnie to bed also. Steve was there, of course, but wisely refrained from any outward show of affection. It was always better to be discreet. While nobody was looking, however, Steve had given her a "wait-till-I-get-you-in-bed" look that caused her pussy to tingle.

Robby had also come, causing somewhat mixed emotions in Louise. He had brought with him a striking young woman named Deborah. Deborah had a willowy body, long straight black hair, and dark blue eyes. She was obviously very taken with Robby, and he seemed fond of her.

But if Louise seemed especially gay that night, it was because of what she had planned for that Thanksgiving weekend. Since everybody was going out of town for the weekend, Louise planned to, also. She and Dorothy and Steve were going to spend the weekend in a cabin she owned on the shore of a lake about a two- hour drive away. Louise and her husband had owned the cabin and, when he had died, Louise had been unwilling to sell it. She had used it infrequently, but had kept it in good condition, and stocked with all the amenities. Steve had to spend Thanksgiving day and Friday with his family, but would meet them there Friday night. Louise and Dorothy were going to meet at the cabin on Thanksgiving evening. Dorothy's husband was going hunting that weekend, and Danny was going to his new girlfriend's house to meet her parents.

It seemed providential that everything had worked out so well. Even Dorothy and her husband were getting along better. He was showing more interest in her, and remarking that she had changed. This had pleased Dorothy, but she had told Louise that nothing was going to make her give up Steve or Lonnie. She was perfectly willing to fuck her husband when he wanted it, but Steve and Lonnie added some much-needed spice to her life. Dorothy was rich, from a well-to-do family, and had always gotten pretty much what she wanted. She wanted Steve and Lonnie.

Louise had been on the verge of either telling Dorothy about the tapes, or destroying them. In the end, she had done neither. They were safely stashed in her safe deposit box at the bank.

It was a delicious meal, and everyone said that Louise had outdone herself. The gathering started to disperse. Robby and Deborah were the first to leave. Robby gave Louise a warm friendly hug, and promised to keep in touch.

Pretty soon, the other young people were heading out to their various holiday destinations as well. Jeremy and Bonnie came into the kitchen where Louise was cleaning up and each gave her a warm hug. "Come with us, Louise," Bonnie said, her eyes full of promises. Jeremy and Bonnie were going to the mountains with a group of young people for a ski weekend. "They say we're supposed to get three to four inches of powder this weekend. It should be great."

"Thanks, guys, but I've got plans for the weekend," Louise replied.

"With Steve?" Bonnie asked coyly.

Louise said nothing, just put a finger to her lips.

Danny came in and said, "Well, see you Sunday night."

Louise smiled at him and said, "Happy Thanksgiving Danny. Have a great weekend. Linda seems like a wonderful girl."

"She is," Danny said. He gave Louise a quick hug and then left. Whew, Louise thought as she watched him leave, that was a close one.

Mark and Lonnie made quick goodbyes. Mark was going home, Lonnie was going skiing with Jeremy and Bonnie.

That left only Steve. He had to go home for Thanksgiving, but was joining Louise and Dorothy at the cabin on Friday afternoon. "My parents will never let me live it down if I don't show up," he had said. He waited until the others had gone, then helped Louise finish cleaning up.

When he was packed and ready to go, he and Louise exchanged a long embrace and a passionate kiss. Louise reached up and gave his erection a squeeze. "Want me to take the edge off before you go?" she asked.

"Nope. I'm saving it all for you and Dorothy. You two just keep warm until I get there. By the way, the forecast is for snow. Do you have enough fuel?"

"I could sure get used to a man taking care of me. Yes, darling, we have enough fuel. Just bring yourself, and be ready to make love all weekend long."

"You can bet I will," he said. Then he got into his Mustang and drove off.

* * *

Louise spent the rest of the day cleaning the house, and then spent Thanksgiving Day itself preparing for the weekend. She and Dorothy had gone shopping without Steve's knowledge, and they had bought several items of clothing each to model for him. Together they had planned an intimate little "fashion show" for their young man. She also packed food, wine, beer, and other essentials. As she considered both Steve and Dorothy her guests, Louise was taking care of most of the preparations. She did not mind at all, either. The weekend she had planned with them would be worth it.

By two o'clock on Thanksgiving Day, Louise had everything packed in her Ford Explorer. She locked up the house, got in the car, and drove off.

It took almost exactly two hours to get to the cabin. The cabin itself was located in a patch of woods on the shore of a beautiful lake. It was accessible only by means of a gravel road, well off the main highway. Although it looked rustic enough, it was equipped with central heat and air, a large fireplace, a full kitchen, two bedrooms (although they would only need one), and a modern bathroom. Louise had designed it to be very comfortable. She and her husband, and Robby as well, had spent many enjoyable weekends there.

At five-fifteen, Louise heard the gravel crunching outside. She looked outside and saw Dorothy's Volvo station wagon pull up. She went outside to help her unload.

By six o'clock, it was dark, and the temperature was dropping, so the women settled in for the night. Louise took the precaution of setting the burglar alarm and placing her cell phone on the recharger. She started a fire, and poured brandy for both of them.

"Well," she said to Dorothy, "let's try on the things we got."

Pretty soon, there were pieces of expensive lingerie scattered about the room. Louise undressed down to bra and panties, then, a little shyly, removed them also. She stood before Dorothy nude and said, "Well, what should I try on first?"

Dorothy looked in admiration at Louise's bewitching nakedness, and said, "Put on the light blue babydoll with the lace edging and the crotchless panties." Louise complied. Dorothy stood beside her and adjusted the fit.

"Mmmmm, you smell good, Louise darling," Dorothy said huskily, "and this looks very fetching on you. What should I try on?"

"Why don't you try the lace-up sheer peignoir with the scanty panties?" Louise replied.

Louise helped Dorothy get undressed until she was down to bra and panties herself. Then Louise got behind Dorothy and reached around, embracing her as she undid her bra in the front. As the bra fell off, Louise cupped Dorothy's tits gently, and whispered, "You have such beautiful breasts, Dorothy."

She then turned her around so that Dorothy was facing her. Louise knelt in front of her so that she was at the level of Dorothy's pussy. She reached up and pulled Dorothy's panties down slowly. Dorothy's thatch of blonde pussy hair came into view, and Louise had to catch her breath for an instant. Dorothy's pussy was radiating sex and scent powerfully. Louise could not help but lean forward and bury her face in the warm patch of fragrant hair. "It smells so good, darling!" Louise said ardently.

Recovering herself, Louise reached over and got the pink lace panties that went with the peignoir. Dorothy stepped into them, and Louise pulled them up.

Then she stood up and helped Dorothy into the peignoir. It tied up the front, and had a ruffled underwired bodice to accentuate Dorothy's breasts. As Louise tied each one of the three ties in front, she couldn't help but caress Dorothy a little. Dorothy seemed to be enjoying it, too. Finally, both women were dressed in their finery. They stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom. "Do you think he'll like them?" Dorothy asked.

"I think he'd be a fool if he didn't. And we both know that Steve is no fool," Louise replied.

The two women spent the next hour trying on other pieces of lingerie. As they did so, they found more and more reasons to touch each other. Soon, they were caressing each other's bodies openly. They shared a deep kiss, and found themselves on a large down comforter, both completely nude, in front of the crackling fire. Louise, a bit more aggressive, embraced Dorothy, pulled her close, kissed her passionately, and at the same time put her hand between the other woman's legs. Dorothy willingly opened them to Louise's caresses, and Louise gently patted and stroked Dorothy's moistening sex before inserting a slender finger deep inside. Dorothy groaned with pleasure, and arched up against Louise's hand. Louise stroked Dorothy's pussy gently, rhythmically, increasing her arousal, then quickly moved down to lay between Dorothy's thighs.

"Oh sweetie, your pussy looks so good," Louise said. She gently pushed Dorothy's legs back, and got even closer. Dorothy couldn't help but lie back and arch her sex up closer to Louise's face. Louise began kissing Dorothy's thighs slowly and sensuously, edging closer and closer to her lover's expectant cunt. Finally, she began kissing Dorothy's pussy through her moist thatch of hair, and wormed her tongue inside to explore the tangy folds. Dorothy groaned deeply and reached down to open her pussy even farther. Louise slipped her hands under Dorothy's thighs and brought her mouth into full contact with the sweet pussy before her. She gently licked up and down, probing Dorothy's sex thoroughly, and drawing a series of murmured entreaties to "Lick my little clit, love! Oh, lick it, please!" But Louise wanted to made this last for awhile. She wanted to give Dorothy something she would remember.

Louise covered Dorothy's sweet pussy with her mouth, then inserted her tongue as far as it would go. This elicited a deep moan from Dorothy, and Louise used her tongue like a cock, probing gently inside the other woman, and even thrusting in and out. Then Louise slowly inserted two fingers into Dorothy, and worked them back and forth while gently, with a very light, wet tongue, flicking her clit back and forth and up and down. Dorothy began gasping in earnest and begging Louise, "Oh, oh baby!! That's so good! Right there! Don't stop! Ah, ah, ahhh!!"

Louise kept the pressure up for a few more strokes, then left Dorothy's clit and circled her pussy several times with her tongue. This gave the enraptured Dorothy only a moment's respite before Louise once again dived in and began nuzzling her sensitized clitoris from the bottom, before covering the pussy with a warm, wet sucking kiss. Dorothy exploded into climax as warm waves of pleasure broke from her pussy and cascaded over her body, thrilling her to the core of her being. She screamed out her orgasm again and again, long sobbing cries of pleasure. Louise kept up a steadily lessening attack on Dorothy's clit, switching from the rough upper surface of her tongue, to the smoother undersurface.

Louise finally stopped licking, kissed Dorothy's pussy and crawled up to lay beside the exhausted, satiated woman. They embraced and Dorothy kissed her gratefully and passionately. "That was so good," she said kittenishly, almost mewing, and burying her head in Louise's neck and shoulder. Louise reached around, and pulled the cover over them. They cuddled for a while enjoying their newfound closeness and intimacy.

"You know," Dorothy said, "I never knew that lovemaking could be so enjoyable and fulfilling. James used to be a good lover, but he was a little demanding and selfish at the best of times. Between you and Steve, I've had better sex than ever before."

"I told you that you are an attractive woman when we first met. What I didn't tell you was that I would have gone to bed with you in an instant. I loved making love to you, Dorothy. I hope that Steve is ready for what he's got waiting for him."

"I hope so, too. I'm going to need that big cock of his when he gets here," Dorothy said. Then she looked at Louise and said, "Okay, it's my turn to pleasure you. I'm a little new at it, though. You'll have to tell me what to do."

"No problem. Here, let me get up and get something." Louise got up and went, nude, to her overnight bag. Dorothy admired her beautiful breasts and firm behind from her place in front of the fireplace.

"You have a beautiful body, Louise," Dorothy said.

"Thank you. So do you."

Louise returned to the comforter with a medium- sized rubber dildo shaped like a cock, and a jar of lubricant. Dorothy's eyes widened a little as she inspected the item. "I want you to kiss my pussy, darling, and slowly work this into my butthole," Louise said.

"This is pretty big. Do you think it will fit?" Dorothy asked doubtfully.

"Yes, darling. Once you've been kissing me for awhile, just lube it up and put it in slowly. After I'm excited, my butthole will relax a little anyway."

"Okay," Dorothy said.

"Besides, I want to be ready for Steve. I told him that we would try anal sex when he got here."

"I've never tried that. Maybe after he's done you, he'll do me," said Dorothy.

"He'd be a fool not to, with that cute little behind and that sweet little butthole of yours."

They began kissing and cuddling again, their mutual excitement mounting. Louise guided Dorothy's hand down to her flowing cunt and showed her how to stroke her. She opened her legs to allow better access, and Dorothy stuck a long, slender finger into Louise's pussy. Dorothy got between Louise's thighs, and began gently kissing her pussy, running her tongue up and down the labial folds. She found the taste to be bland and musky, and thoroughly enjoyable. Louise was sighing and moaning now, and holding her pussy open to Dorothy's probing tongue.

"Okay, baby," Louise gasped, "put that big cock in me." She raised her fanny for the pillow that Dorothy slipped under her, then pulled her legs way back, exposing a pouting, pinkish-brown rosebud. Dorothy quickly leaned down and give Louise's asshole a long, loving lick. Louise moaned deeply. "I like having my butthole licked, baby," she cooed.

Dorothy generously lubricated the dildo and pressed the head gently against Louise's anus. She gave Louise's pussy a couple of wet licks, then pressed a little more.

"Ahhh," Louise gasped, "slowly, my love."

Dorothy watched in amazement, as Louise's tight asshole opened to receive the flared head of the dildo. She felt it slip past the muscular ring that guarded Louise's anus, and Louise responded with a deep groan and, "Oh god, it's so big. Let it sit for a second while I get used to it. Lick my pussy a little, baby, please!"

Dorothy licked Louise's pussy avidly, and she gradually relaxed and accepted the entire dildo. "Okay, now move it back and forth, just a little."

Dorothy gently fucked Louise's butthole and licked her pussy at the same time, to her escalating cries.

It felt so good to have Dorothy's hot wet tongue on her pussy, and the dildo filling her butthole! "Oh baby," she sobbed, "go easy with that thing! Oh yes, that's right! Oh yes, lick my pussy! Oh, I'm going to come soon!" She held her legs back so that her entire cunt and butthole were wide open to Dorothy's eyes and mouth and tongue. As Dorothy licked and sucked feverishly at her pussy, Louise felt the warmth and tension of an impending orgasm. It built and built, aided by Dorothy's oral ministrations, until the dam inside of her burst and she climaxed over and over, her body helplessly in the throes of a physical release she had never known before. She cried out hoarsely again and again, until she was begging Dorothy to stop, that she could take no more.

Gently, Dorothy removed the dildo from Louise's poor, well-used anus and laid it aside. Then she crawled up beside the sated woman and embraced and kissed her gently. Louise, still recovering, could do nothing at that point except lay still and let the delicious aftershocks in her pussy and asshole subside. Gradually, both women dropped off to sleep, wrapped in the comforter, in front of the now-dying fire.

During the night, longing for a regular bed, Dorothy got up and pulled Louise to her feet. They slept together, curled up like spoons, in the big king-sized bed in the master bedroom for the rest of the night.

The next morning, Louise was up first. She made coffee and turned the radio to the classical station. Outside, the sky was blue, but the temperature was dropping, and the forecast was for snow later in the day. That's fine, thought Louise, as long as Steve gets here first. They were ready to be snowed in all weekend if necessary.

Dorothy got up next. The two women had breakfast and discussed their plans for the rest of the weekend. Then they went out for a long walk and Louise showed Dorothy the property she owned. After lunch, they laid down together for a nap before Steve came. They slept most of the afternoon, and indeed they were still asleep when Steve, who had a key to the door, arrived.