The Absence

(The young man in this story / series, sometimes referred to as a boy is a 18/19-year old; as is the girl Seema. Also, hoping to include at least one illustration in each story; as I have in this one, too.)

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He slept longer than either of them. For Laxmi, it was a relaxed day compared to her usual routine as a maid. Till she rearranged her engagements to suit Jayashree madam's request for special timings, her day rarely -if ever- included a relaxed moment.

Compared to that, the long gaps between pieces of work, the wonderful, mind-boggling sex and then the luxury of naps between bouts of sucking and fucking was much more relaxing and easy.

Also, the cleaning up after feeding the young master was a therapeutic reverie: she had imagined everything that happened between them and the work just melted away.

But she had never made love to a woman before. Lokesh's friend Seema, another 18-year old like him had dropped in while she was fucking him. the demand from o give Seema pleasure without penetration fell to her. You could call Laxmi a lesbian by accident; but oh! what a fabulous accident.

And now they lay, in a crisscross of bodies. The three of them sprawled over each other were different combinations. Laxmi and Seema: lovers. Laxmi and Lokesh: also lovers. But Seema and Lokesh: intended lovers?

Seema certainly wanted to be fucked. At first, she was completely hesitant -- she was clinging on to her notion that guys spelt trouble of all kinds.

And then Laxmamma had lain back between Seema's legs and she had a vantage point view of Lokesh's cock plunging into Laxmiamma's willing hungry pussy. And she realized that no matter how well tongued she had been the real thing was to be fucked by a man, as well.

She had experienced the expertise of a woman. she wanted to experience the lust of her friend.

Before they fell asleep Seema had pleaded with Laxmi to let her fuck Lokesh -- or ask Lokesh to fuck her. And Laxmi had advised that Lokesh needed rest to fuck again, after having cum so many times in that one afternoon.

Of the three, Laxmi awoke sooner than the other two for she had excellent stamina of a working woman. Then Seema awoke for she was not as exhausted as Lokesh. She had just had one lesbian experience with Laxmi-amma and no more.

It was past sundown in the evening. The fuck-fest which had started for Laxmi at around 3 in the afternoon was still going strong.

"Wake him. I need it," said Seema to Laxmi, unsure and unwilling to deal with Lokesh directly.

'need what?" asked Laxmi innocently, shaking off the haze and disorientation of having slept at an odd hour and the other unusual events of the day.

"Need his.....," and Seema's mind wandered off to the slick glistening member that she had seen sliding in and out of Laxmi-amma. She also remembered Laxmi's full-throated advertisement for Lokesh's ability to give pleasure.

Now she wanted, and she wanted it bad!

"I need to be fucked!" said Seema, finding it more comfortable to say this than to say she wanted Lokesh's cock. "I need pleasure."

"You have to wait, remember?" said Laxmi.

"But I cannot wait a moment more for my pleasure!" purred Seema, stretching out like a pussy cat that needs stroking.

Laxmi remembered the taste of her sweet young pussy and wondered if there was some pleasure to be had if she gave some, too.

She turned towards Seema and cupped one breast... small, pert and yet to grow to a woman's fullness. She stroked her way down and rubbed her between the legs. Involuntarily the legs parted and ever so gently Laxmi rubbed harder with each successive stroke.

Then with a natural expertise which belied the fact that she had never been with a woman before, she spread her fingers. Having become harder in her strokes, she broadened the scope of her fingers. A few strokes later she started to increase the depth of her stroking, gently spreading apart Seema's virgin pussy.

She was the first person to kiss her down there. She had been the first person to give her any pleasure which was not self-generated. And now she was about to be the first to plunge fingers into her wet bubbling pussy.

"I will give you the pleasure you seek," she whispered, nuzzling Seema's face and bringing her mouth to her nipples as her fingers plunged back and forth.

At first Seema gave herself up to that pleasure spontaneously.

And then suddenly she slapped away the older woman's hand. "You got a full cock in you. And you want me to make do with your fingers?" she said accusingly.

"No dear! He is just sleeping," replied Laxmi absent-mindedly bringing her fingers wet with Seema's juices to her lips and admiring the sweet aromas. She looked over her shoulder at the supine form.

"Wake him now," said Seema Ordering Laxmi amma about came naturally to her. After all the woman was a maid. And equally, Laxmiamma's response was that of a typical maid to the members of any household.

Just to the stuff that you are asked to. Especially the next generation had a tendency to complain to their parents if their bidding was not done.

So almost reflexively, Laxmi's response to Seema's command was positive.

"Let's see," she said and turned her back to Seema and started to kiss Lokesh's chest. Seema moved close, pressing her breasts into Laxmi's back to look over her shoulder at the unfolding action. The warmth and closeness felt good. She watched Laxmamma expertly work his body. Soon the cascade of her loose hair covered the most operative part of what was happening.

Laxmi's head was over Lokesh's crotch and her long hair covered what was happening beneath. Seema quickly reached over and lifted the curtain of hair. Laxmi was using her lips to gently nibble on the sleeping cock. Seema watched in fascination at the sucking, the kisses and tugs on a part of the body she thought was meant only to drive into a woman.

Here this woman seemed to be making a snack of the male cock. The human mind is a wonderful thing. Even though he was asleep Lokesh's body started to respond. The cock unfurled, swelled, enlarged and with continuous kissing and mouthing it came to its full expression.

Once it was erect, Laxmi worked her lips up the pillar of the cock and then her mouth swiveled on to the cockhead. Then she pulled the cock to one side and letting the head out with a plop, went back down the pillar. And up again. And the claiming of the head -- this time it made Lokesh jerk awake. Again, she tugged the cock to the other side with her mouth. When she let it out it sprang to its natural position, angled up towards his stomach.

As it bounced during the release a spatter of pre-cum flew and landed on Laxmi. She made a mental note that a long bath was needed considering all the spots on her that had fluids of both these young lovers of hers.

When she moved up to the head again -- she found competition from Seema. The young girl had joined Laxmi in tasting Lokesh. When Laxmi's lips kissed their way down the pillar, Seema (holding her breath for she was unused to the tastes and smell) and claimed the cock.

Copying Laxmi, her head bobbed on the cock, her little mouth stretched painfully wide to accommodate the cock. How was Laxmi able to swallow his cock so easily and then, so much of it. And then Laxmi murmured that it was her turn. The way she took in the cock was deft. Only the head and just a swirl and out: a gourmet's tasting.

Seema's gobbling was that of a gourmand, wanting it all and wanting it whole. After a few times, she had warmed to the task completely. She started fucking his cock with her mouth, unmindful of the original goal of just waking up her target. Because her mouth could not take all of it in (or perhaps she lacked the expertise of Laxmi) her action was focused around the head and a little lower but not much more.

Unknown to the inexperienced girl from an orgasmic perspective this was where all the action was. There was a lot of pleasure and joy to be had from the lips and mouth covering the entire cock -- but not making him cum. Since Seema's mouth was acting on such sensitive parts, Lokesh's reaction to her was closer to what Seema was looking for.

He joined the rhythm and started to fuck her back gently in her mouth. The inability to close her mouth had caused saliva to pool and this now flowed down his cock. The lubrication made the wet, warm affair of cock-throating more luxurious. Laxmi watched in fascination as her second novice of the day seemed to be headed for a graduation of sort. The girl was really a natural at mouthing off a cock.

Laxmi found herself regretting that she could not be the recipient of that kind of man-pleasure from Seema; nor could she take Seema like a man could. Or the way this boy-turned-man was about to take. Being pleasure while impaling a woman had to be as much fun as being impaled!

But a groan and Lokesh reaching out for Seema's head brought her out of the spell.

She stopped the young girl. "Hey stop now! You wanted to fuck him, didn't you?"

Seema still remained with her face prone over the jerking and pulsating cock. She turned her head towards Laxmi, causing the warm penis to slap against her cheek. It felt good and she rubbed her face on it fondly.

"So?" she asked Laxmi, her mouth streaked with Lokesh's fluids. 'Salty' she thought to herself of the taste of her friend.

"So, if you mouth him anymore, he will spurt into your mouth. Then you will have to wait for him to rest and revive before he can fill you. Are you willing to wait with a wet pussy till then? We do have all night ahead of us," she joked. Her hand caressed and snaked its way to the lair between Seema's leg. Oh god, she was wet and flowing!

"Oh yes!" exulted the girl, her hips moving to Laxmi's touch. She was once again grateful for the presence and guidance of this experienced woman on her first sojourn with a guy. If Laxmi interpreted the hip movement as a desire for her, she was mistaken. "I want to fuck," said the virgin simply. This amazed Lokesh as he was now properly awake. This was the same girl who made a big scene of any of his attempts to pet her beyond some imaginary line.

Seema lay back, her legs spread wide and up. "Come on!" she shouted to Lokesh, much louder than needed for that room. It was her excitement.

Laxmi looked longingly at his massively erect cock and felt a dryness in her throat. But it was not her turn. It was Seema's.

It was just Lokesh's second fuck ever and Laxmi saw the awkwardness. And while Seema lust-crazed in her drive she was no better than Lokesh in the matter of comfort.

Laxmi sat next to the couple, legs folded under her. She reached between the two aching bodies and caught Lokesh's eagerly prodding cock gently between her thumb and forefinger. With her other hand, she pulled at one thigh of Seema to increase the space for Lokesh to position himself.

It was then that the enormity of the moment hit Seema. With the penis at the mouth of her pussy, she tensed and clutched at Laxmi's arm. "Laxmiamma", she gasped.

Laxmi held the young girls head to her breast and placing one hand on Lokesh's small of back encouraged him to push forward and in. The warmth of her bosom comforted the startled young girl. Again, when Lokesh seemed to be misdirected she held the cock at the entrance to the lair.

Both the boy and girl trembled but were encouraged by the woman to take the plunge.

"Laxmamma! It will hurt" stammered the hitherto eager girl.

"No, my love," cooed Laxmi. "I am here. Don't worry."

"I am scared," whimpered Seema, her eyes flitting from Laxmi's comforting, glittering eyes to Lokesh's lunging impatient cock.

"Easy, boy!" murmured Laxmi to Lokesh. He looked sideways at her and gave her a nervous smile. Somehow fucking Laxmiamma had seemed easy and natural compared to taking Seema. Despite Laxmi's guidance he seemed up against an impenetrable fortress with no soft and welcoming refuge for a visiting king. It rather felt like designed to resist invasion.

"Mmm, push!" urged Laxmi, excitement soaring within her. she would have loved for Seema to fondle a breast but the girl's hands were made into fists and resting on Lokesh's shoulder, gently adding to the resistance. Laxmi noted that she was not cupping the shoulder to hold invitingly.

If that was the signal from the hands she could well imagine the channel below. She looked down between her own legs and noted the lips swollen and parted despite her legs being together in that sitting position.

She now slid her hand between the bodies to check what was happening between these two kids, for though they were old enough to be in college, Lokesh had grown up in front of her eyes and would always count as a child for her.

She toggled the cock to make sure it was aimed right. Then she felt around for Seema's pussy and found her clenched tight. She leaned close to Seema's ear and whispered, "Relax!" Even if she wanted to it seemed she couldn't. Laxmi stretched alongside the struggling couple so that she could keep talking to Seema.

She looked up at Lokesh's tense perspiring face and give him a reassuring flutter of her eyelids. Looking down at Seema she repeated her instruction, "Relax!" This time her word was accompanied by the gentle stroking of Laxmi's hands on the inside of her thigh.

As Laxmi's fingers pressed deeper, Seema gasped at the electric sensations that ran in her body from the woman's touch. Her pussy gave a little. Again, Laxmi toggled Lokesh's cock like a paint brush on those lips.

"You want him, don't you?" she asked, one finger making headway like a recce for the largeness waiting to follow. The wetness was within, hot bubbling and inviting but not at the entrance where it was much needed. Laxmi added her saliva to her fingers and slathered it on Seema's pussy gates.

"Push!" she cried out to Lokesh, sure that she would roll him over and mount him with urgent desire for the provocation she felt.

Lokesh made a little headway and then was stuck again. Seema cried out more from alarm than from any actual pain.

"Again! Again!" she whispered to Lokesh, hoarse and thick with her own desire. By now Seema's head was cradled in her arms. The young girl clutched at Laxmi - torn between her tension and her desire.

Lokesh thrust his hips and reached the exact same situation as before.

"Ok, hold there!" instructed Laxmi. She kissed Seema, her tongue probing in deep and her hand took the cock between fingers and rubbed it within those gates as best as she could. The painting of precum had moved a wee bit forward. The new line of resistance was now lubricated.

She removed her mouth off Seema's just enough to say "again' to Lokesh. and then on the spur of the moment, with a wet, cock-like tongue she slid her tongue in and out of Seema's mouth to mimic fucking.

That the inside of her mouth could be so erotic was unknown to Seema. She shivered and forgot all about the monster waiting to invade her. Lokesh thrust forward on cue. He made headway and Seema squealed in protest. Luckily for her, Lokesh was stuck again. The channel spasmed to clutch and Seema tensed at the forced parting of her pussy. She felt full! (Though she wasn't.) She looked down and saw that a good bit of his cock was NOT within her.

And she thought of how it sank till its base into Laxmi amma's pussy, vanishing completely. She closed her eyes and shuddered. Laxmi grabbed her and invaded her with her tongue again. This time Seema wanted to fuck her back with her tongue. The erotic sliding of sensitive tongues against one another made both women shiver. For a moment, Seema forgot all about why she had felt the need for a man as she enjoyed fully the experience of a woman, warm, supple, understanding, comforting, erotic, pleasurable, satisfying....

And Lokesh thrust again as his own patience gave way to the need for this cock to be stroked. Laxmi used the back of her hand to indicate that he should pull out. And quickly her hand on his taut ass pressed forward. She was glad for the signaling she had previously used with him. It came in handy now.

She needed her hand on Seema's face so she quickly leveled her hand with Lokesh's eyes and indicted with a small gap between her fingers that the fucking had to be shallow. Her student proved adept as she felt the boy prod and retreat, again and again. She now occupied herself fully with Seema. Still couching her in one arm, she used the free hand to hold her face away from Lokesh above her to herself on the side and continued the tongue duel.

It was heavenly. Seema imagined whether Laxmi was this wet and hot in her pussy right now. Laxmi just gave into the luxurious feel and pleasure wondering about all the women she had in her circle and left unattended or unused or unloved: whichever.

And then 'pop'! gradually sinking in deeper, the cock reached where the pussy opened out to the womb and he was in, fully! His cockhead bulged and filled the space. Seema felt a sharp pain and cried into Laxmi's mouth, eyes widening. Laxmi knew her lover-girl had been taken in full. And Lokesh pressed in fully but he was large for her. Seema had tears in her eyes and Laxmi quickly pressed Lokesh's ass with her palm to make sure he stayed still for a bit.

"Do not fuck in and out!" she said in a voice filled with urgency and concern. Seema nodded in agreement, tears rolling and body shivering. But as he stayed deep and embedded, the vibrations from his cock seemed to transmit to her pussy and vibrations began in the walls that had put up that stiff resistance.

Soon her body was humming and she smiled from behind her tears. It was -- divinely beautiful to be filled so by a man. She looked down at the length which could not make its way in and looked up at Lokesh with admiration. She was glad her first fuck was with a man so strong and large! She was glad that she had Laxmamma to overcome her own self in this quest -- for in that instant she knew the biggest barrier to her own pleasure had been she herself.

Suddenly that comforting arm of Laxmi's felt like an uncomfortable wedge under her neck and back. Suddenly the mistress of guidance and pleasure thus far was an intrusion. Suddenly: why was Lokesh not fucking?

She pushed Laxmi away and locked her arms around his shoulders. She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulling back a bit, thrust up.

Lokesh gasped in surprise and pleasure. Time for him to capitalize on all the gymming. He propped himself up like he did during push-ups and lifted the small-built girl off the bed. Not by much but her pert ass was not on the mattress for that moment.

And he fucked, his hips alone moving into her lair and the cock sank in and Seema fell back on the mattress, screaming, "Oh, fuck!" all the emphasis on the 'k' so it sound like "fuckkkkkkkkkk".

This was the much-advertised golden moment! And yes, thanks to Laxmamma it did feel golden after that initial panic attack.

Lokesh lifted his strong hips and clinging on to him, little Seema was airborne again. And again, he thrust in, fucking her hard and deep.

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"Ah!" screamed Seema, pleasure tinged with the pain of deep invasion. IT was as if he was prizing her open to take his full dimensions. Laxmi lay back, propped on pillows watching the display of young lust- a boy and a girl discovering themselves and learning about pleasure the good, old-fashioned way.

Nothing old-fashioned for her in the way she pleasured herself watching these two. The woman who had never really pleasured herself had was stroking herself. With each thrusting fuck of Lokesh her fingers reached deeper. And when she watched Seema clutching on to him, she found herself finger fucking harder.

Her pussy was soaking wet and she was as much in need of the fuck as Seema was busy taking, perhaps more so.