Dreamer - Ch. 3
Heather took me to a Chinese restaurant. I had chicken with cashew nuts. We each had three sakes. When it got time to leave, I reached into my bra to get some money out.
"No sweetie. This one's on me. You can return the favor once you've built a little bank roll. And from the comments I heard, that's not going to take long. One of the regulars said you were the best cock sucker he ever met. And all the guys who fucked you said they'd be back for more."
For some strange reason, this made me feel proud. I was becoming a good whore. And I was getting a reputation.
We went down the block to a second-hand store. I was able to get a dress, two skirts a couple of blouses and two pairs of shoes for a total of $96. I started looking at the underwear when Heather stopped me.
"Nookie, never buy used underwear. There's a cheap lingerie shoppe around the corner we can stop at."
And so we did. Three pairs of lacy panties and a couple of bras set me back another $42. I still had $106 left.
When we left the store, Heather said she was going home and would see me tomorrow.
She knew something was wrong by the look on my face.
"What's the matter sweetie?"
I shuffled my feet a little and looked at the ground. "I have nowhere to go."
Without a word, she took me by the hand, and we walked another two blocks. We went into a building and walked up three flights of stairs. She unlocked a door, and we entered a small efficiency apartment. It was tiny but it was impeccably clean.
"You can stay here if you want. The only thing is there's only one bed." She raised an eyebrow when she said that.
"That would be okay. I don't take up much room."
She stripped off her clothing and put on a blue chemise. She rummaged in her closet and came out with a pink baby doll nightie. "This may be a little big but it's the best I have for you."
I put on the nightie and climbed into bed next to her. She leaned up on one elbow and turned towards me. She brushed my hair out of my face and said, "Nookie, have you ever been with another woman?" While she said that, her hand went between my legs.
I decided to play this one honestly. "No, no I haven't." And my hand went between her legs.
"Sweetie, I've wanted you since the moment I saw you. You're so pretty. And so real."
"Heather, I've never done this before. And I'm not sure I would want to with anyone but you. I, um, may be in love with you." I hoped I didn't just make a mistake.
"Nookie, I'm so glad to hear you say that. I feel the same way."
We spent most of that night exploring each other's body. Every inch was exposed to lustful hands, lips, and tongues. I loved it most when she sucked on my tits. And although I think it shocked her at first, she seemed to really like it when I put my tongue up her ass. I did that several times during the night, and she ended up orgasming each time. And she used her tongue to bring me to orgasm five times during the night.
In three days, I had given my first (and multiple) blow job, been fucked for the first (and multiple) time and been fucked in the ass. And now I had my first lesbian experience, which was the best of all. The encounters with the guys were 'having sex'. All they wanted was to blow their load in one of my orifices. Whether or not I enjoyed it didn't matter to them. But with Heather, it was 'making love'. It was so tender, and we both were so attentive to each other's needs and pleasure. I decided two things that night: 1. I was a lesbian; and 2, I really did love Heather.
We were a few minutes late the next morning. Neither of us wanted to get out of bed. Besides wanting to make love again, I don't think either of us slept more than a half hour the previous night. Alejandro looked at his watch and gave us a dirty look when we finally got on the floor.
It was a typical morning. Five or six blowjobs and a few fucks. I was chugging Red Bulls to stay awake. As a result, I was extra energetic for the fucks. The customers appreciated it. I made $400 in tips and had five orgasms.
