Would like a partner for play

[Whit00EK]

OOC: I have been gone for quite a while. Is there a warm female out there who would like to be adored?

IC: The night was more beautiful than I had thought. Stepping out onto the small balcony, I could not help but be overwhelmed by the scent of honeysuckle wafting up on the rising air currents from the thick bushes below. The sun had disappeared behind purple mounds throw up eons ago beyond the shore of the lake which lay just to the west of the house. I hesitated, not wanting to disturb the night, as if the entire aura of sensuality that encroaching darkness seems to tease us with, would shatter and fall to the ground in tiny shards of regret. I leaned, just for a second, against the frame of the French doors and sipped the champagne I had lifted from a passing waiter’s tray. I could almost hear the effervescence in the sparkling wine rush to my head in whirling patterns of approaching ecstasy. It was as if the wine had a purpose tonight – push him over the edge; force him to understand he is alive and a man and in need. I felt a stirring that had not been present for some time. It could not be the wine; I had had only a few sips.

At that very moment, I realized the scent I had identified as honeysuckle was not that at all. True, there were vines below me; but the scent I detected was much lighter than the cloying bouquet of the yellow and white blossoms. The scent was lighter, more flirtatious than aromatic, really. I allowed my senses to clear a bit and drew in a rather deep breath and tasted the air around me, searching for the source.

And there she was. Standing with her back to me, leaning on the cement balustrade, and looking off into the distance was a woman. And from my angle, she was quite a woman to behold. The white sheath she wore had ridden up just a bit in the back as she leaned forward and I could see a magnificently shaped pair of ankles just above rather amply sized feet. Her shoes were beside her, one on its side, as she had stepped out of them to feel the cool surface of the concrete balcony floor. One arm supported her on the rail and the other waved in the air, a half-empty glass of champagne dangling from fingertips, swaying back and forth as if in time to a silent melody dancing in her head.

But a second later, I heard it myself. Where was the music coming from? There was no orchestra at the party inside? Yet I could hear it plainly. Soft, sweet and so very soothing. My reaction was immediate. I felt a small chill creep across the backs of my arms and the hair on my neck twitched and rose to stand on end. But what is all the more surprising, I felt a definite stir in the depths of my equipment. There had not been such a feeling for a very long time.

I could not help but gaze at her and wonder if it was her humming that I was hearing. I took two slow, deliberate steps in her direction and murmured, “My dear, is the evening that lovely that you reward it with a lullaby?” She twitched and started as if I had clapped my hands loudly or as if she had heard a thunderclap. The champagne glass slipped from her fingers and dropped two stories down to the lawn below. I could hear it fall to earth with a soft thump, not breaking on the thick green carpet of lawn below. She whirled to face me and the music in my head stopped immediately. Her eyes took in my countenance: older, bearded, shiny bald, dark eyes, 6’ even, Armani tuxedo, and a nearly fresh glass of champagne in one hand.

Her first action was to reach for and relieve me of the glass and to toss it back with one delicate swish in her mouth.

 

[Juliet]

As I stood over looking the balcony, the world around me seemed to disappear. No other sounds were apparent to me other than the soft humming slipping past my lips. I was sure there was a beautiful evening approaching quickly. The sun that was tucked away so peacefully behind the lake off to the west was fading and the stars were beginning to over take the skys above me like glitter falling from the heavens. And it certainly was heaven....The chanpagne glass I had sipped from dangled from my finger tips as the coolness from the cement below my feet added a chill to my entire body. I couldn't resist leaning forward looking over the railing to take in the world below me as if I were myself beaming from the clouds above. I felt like a child standing here without a worry in the world, admiring the beauty of the evening that was upon me.

Just as the entire peace from this evening was consuming me, I heard someone approaching. I turned quickly to ask Maria if she was enjoying this evening as much as I was but was startled when I realized it was not Maria but a gentleman that had approached me. My glass slipped from my fingertips and fell to the ground below.

There was always a certain shyness about me when I was face to face with a stranger. I gathered my composure quickly but I could fell the heat radiate from my cheeks which I was sure would be an instant betrayal of my embarrasment. I stepped back and studied this gentleman for a moment. He was an older man several years my senior but none the less, full of charisma and I found myself immediately attracted to his charm. His eyes watched me closely and I felt an akward feeling coming over me. But for the moment I maintained control over the nervousness that attempted to control me. I reached for his glass and sipped from it watching his eyes as they studied my face. As the chanpagne passed through my lips I realized just how nervous I felt standing before this man and hoped that Maria would soon return. She and I were inseperable and she had always given me the advantage I needed to really let go and enjoy whatever situation I found myself in. But for now, I took this opportunity to find out more from my new admirer. I was curious of is intentions for this advance toward me he had made and became determined to find out more.

[Edited by Juliet on 01-09-2001 at 03:17 AM]

 

[Maria]

As darkness fell like a warm blanket on the country scape my mind wandered back in time to a night such as this. Though my life was full, there was something missing. Some-thing I could not put my finger on. As I strolled along the city streets I noticed all that was around me. The sights and sounds of life, a life that everyone else seemed to be enjoying to the fullest. I had a good life, I had family, I had all the material things that one could need, but still the ache remained in my heart. Still deep in thought I sat down at a little outdoor cafe and ordered a cup of hot tea. What was it - what could it be? I began to notice the others also sitting at the cafe and it came to me, at all of the other table were seated two people, unlike mine, which held an empty chair, empty like my heart.
As I noticed the others at the cafe, I heard laughter, I saw fear, sadness, joy, love, anger, but one thing remained common at each table - there were two people there, not one.
I instantly thought of my childhood friend Juliet. We were inseperable, or so we thought. We spent many a summer contemplating life and all that it held for two as wordly as we. As the years past Juliet and I lost track of eachother, and real life took over. I decided then and there that I was going to locate Juliet, even if it took forever. As this decision became, so did the emptiness, and I then realized just what had been missing in my life - Juliet.

It didn't take me long to find here and when I did to my amazement she to had been feeling the same way that I did.
We met on a warm summer night at the very cafe that my monumentous decision took place. She was even more beautiful than I had remembered. She was warm, open, and it seemed as though no time had passed, like we had spent the last twenty years as close as we had started out so many more years than that. We spent all night walking and talking and catching up. Nothing would prepare me though for what lie ahead.

Juliet and I began spending more and more time together, again we were inseperable. Life was finally full. Life was warm and fuzzy, exotic, exciting, life was good. Juliet was my soulmate and I no longer yearned for what was missing in my life. Juliet introduced me to all that is sensual in life. We went to parties, nightclubs, and the theatere. We shopped, we pampered ourselves, and we loved.
I had never felt so sensual in my life. Juliet loved with her whole self, giving of herself so freely. Many a man would have given anything for just one night with her. And there I was right in the middle of it. Was I happy for her, was I jealous, did it upset me that she could make love to a differrent man each night of the week if she so desired. Was I jealous that I did not have the same opportunity as she, or was I jealous that she did not give herself to me freely? A question that remains to be answered. Perhaps tonite - perhaps not.

I was brought back from my daydream by the sound of a glass hitting the soft grass below, and as I turned I noticed Juliet, though she was not alone. There in the dusk stood two figures, one I knew, one I didn't, and I couldn't help but ask myself is this the one, could it be. I watched them for many minutes, studying them, whatching for a sign.
With the last light of the day I could see that it was a man gazing into Juliet's eyes. I watched as she took his glass of champage from him and sipped it seductively. Would she remember that I was here, would she look for me before she left, would she invite me along? Would he want to share her with me, would she want to share him with me?

 

[Whit00EK]

Naughty, naughty, naughty....

OOC: Juliet, you are one very naughty little girl! The nerve of you; palming me off, and to a 'virgin' no less! True, a virgin who writes beautifully; but after all we have been through (in that hotel room) I thought I would be welcomed back into your life with open arms and heated embraces. Ahhhh, the ingominity of it all!

But Maria appears to have made us an offer......what say ye to a sharing of attentions with this lovely, young lass? Not knowing her or her intentions, I would depend upon your sense of fairness to introduce something erotic into this newly-minted acquaintance.

IC: She is gorgeous. She is captivating. She is a woman far beyond the realm of those I normally consort with. She is near perfection. But I must ask myself why she appears to be so unsettled, so hesitant. Her demeanor at first appeared to be inviting, even boldly so; but now, she casts glances to the left and to the right -- looking for what? For whom? Her husband? A lover? Her companion for the evening? I speak very softly and evenly:

Dear lady, I have chanced upon a vision of loveliness where I thought to find only moonlight and mist. Would that I were the person you are so diligently searching for. What can I do to become that person?

 

[Juliet]

OOC: Whit you silly thing! I have not palmed you off on anyone especially not a virgin. On the contrary I had hoped to remain unselfish and share your talents with my dearest friend in the world. Let me assure you that though this is Maria's first Role Play she has only lacked the medium in which to express herself as I once did. As you will soon see she is a beautifully radiant woman and her inspiration will flow freely among both of us as it does each time I am with her.

IC: As I sipped from his glass and followed his eyes, I was immediately intrigued. What had brought this gentleman's attentions to me? And why was he studying my face so thoroughly? Could he read my thoughts? Or could he see the mischief in my eyes? Only one person could ever see this immediately in me...And where is she?

My attempts at spotting Maria had finally paid off when I saw her watching the two of us from the doorway leading onto the balcony. She and I exchanged smiles but her face maintained a puzzled look. I knew this look. I had seen it many times peering at me. When the two of us got together she was the more mischievious one; always looking for a challenge. In our childhood days Maria had spent many hours watching me as I fumbled to complete any challenge she threw my way. I was usually successful at meeting the challenges she had to offer. She could see right through me. She knew what I was thinking before I did. Even now in our adult years, we enjoyed our games and rivals we constantly had going. She kept me on my toes because I could not tolerate losing any challenge to her.

We had lost touch for many years but when she had found me, we again rekindled that friendship she and I had missed since our childhood days. She had grown into such a beautiful woman. I was overwhelmed each time I saw her. Overwhelmed with her striking black hair and ice blue eyes that adorned her petite figure. She had a firey spirit and clever wit about her that completed her. I was amazed each time we entered a room and I saw the looks she received from the on lookers. But my amazement was accompanied by a bit of jealousy as well. I envied the beauty she maintained over the years, but I envied the beauty she radiated from within more than anything. I thrived on her beauty and her love for life. I thrived on it but was faced with the biggest challenge of my life.....the challenge of seeing life through her eyes. Seeing the good in every situation no matter how grim it may appear.

Suddenly my eyes snapped back to the gentleman that was standing before me. He had maintained such patience while my thoughts had been distracted.

I smiled shyly at him and gave him his glass back and spoke my first words to him. "Good evening I am Juliet and if you will allow me to continue this tease I have going with my friend that is peering from the doorway I would be most greatful". He turned slightly to see who it was that I was speaking of. As he did I could see the pleased look on his face and knew immediately he approved of the woman he saw. I wondered what was going through his head at that moment.

Maria stood motionless in the doorway still watching as if she were awaiting my next move. Again, she had a look on her face that I had seen many times....It was the look of doubt....but one that only I understood. She was daring me! I couldn't believe it; another challenge. She knew how difficult it was for me to act on a dare when it involved a stranger but I could never let her win.

I reached for the gentleman's hand to obtain his attention again and began to speak once again. "Are you going to introduce yourself to me or will I spend the remainder of this evening wondering how I have lost another man to my beautiful friend?" With that I leaned forward to kiss him softly on his lips.

[Edited by Juliet on 01-10-2001 at 05:04 AM]

 

[ranajja]

Long time no see

OOC: I hate ooc's, but...

Just when I've posted to the general board that WHIT00EK was the one I've missed the most, and here you are, makin' a liar out of me...

Edward, it's wonderful to see you here again...

Sorry to interrupt. Carry on, y'all.

 

[Maria]

I stood in the doorway to the balcony speechless. Once again would I lose what I most desired to the beauty that was Juliet? For she had known I had spent the latter part of the evening admiring this man. She had known that I in my mind he was all that was sensual. She had known that I envisioned his hands on my skin, his mouth on my mouth and his manhood deep inside of me, for I had only moments before confessed to her how I longed to lie naked with this man. Could it be possible that she thought that this would become one of our greatest challenges. Did I stand a chance
of stealing his attentions away from her lovliness? Perhaps
he preferred my darkness to her blonde. Perhaps all I needed to do was to make my presence known.

More than once Juliet and I had longed for the same man. To this point I believe that we stood even in our division of erotic adventures. This was different though. Somehow I felt just how different this would be. The stirrings inside of me grew stronger and stronger. Soon I would have to decide whether or not I was going to attempt to win this mans attentions away from the devastating beauty that had brought this man to Juliet. I wondered though, just how many times Juliet and I would play this game before she grew tired of it and wanted it to end. I remembered how it felt to lose the focus of my desire to her and imagined that she felt the same. Yet we continued time after time to
win the affections of the men that we found attractive. Never discussing afterwards whether or not either one of us wanted to these challenges to end.

They stood engaged in eachothers gaze. Without hesitation I began to walk toward them. Almost instantly Juliet noticed that I was heading straight for them. As he turned his eyes from her, he too noticed that I was there with them, they were no longer alone on this balcony. His eyes grew wide. Wider than they had been the first time he layed eyes on Juliet. I stopped. For what seemed like an eternity our eyes met. There was no sound. The crickets that chirpped so loudly now were silent. The frogs that croaked in unison with the crickets were now quiet too. The music and conversation that had once filled my head was now gone. It was only seconds though before this silence was broken. I began to tremble in his sight. He was more handsome now than before, standing so strong and still in the moonlight. Juliet began to speak and all at once the silence was broken. She spoke softly at first, her voice full of lust, as she struggled to gain her composure. Her voice grew stronger as she turned to him and announced that she would like to introduce her dear friend Maria. It was then that she had realized that she did not know his name........

 

[Juliet]

Just as his gaze met mine again and I was anticipating his introduction, Maria had crossed the balcony and joined us. We both turned to her and I introduced her then realized how foolish I was to begin an introduction that I could not complete...I stood there waiting for this mystery man to introduce himself to us. My thoughts continued to spin wondering now what would come of the evening...Who would win his attentions or would he tire our games and leave us as quickly as he had joined or....hhmmmm...would this be a learning experience for us in letting go of the games that we insisted on playing and diving into areas neither of us had ever imagined...

 

[Whit00EK]

Her words caught me somewhat by surprise; but being an ardent supporter of any "tease" I was immediately caught up in the romantic intrigue of playing the part. I sneaked a peek from the corner of my eye and just managed to discern another figure off to the side of the balcony. I could not get a good, clear look, but the figure was undoubtedly female -- much smaller than the woman standing in front of me; dark where she is blonde; petite where she is filled out. But I returned my attention to the woman now moving closer to me. And her next words sent my mind reeling with anticipation: "Are you going to introduce yourself to me, or will I spend the remainder of the evening wondering how I have lost another man to my beautiful friend?" And sheed her lips against mine in a beautifully tender gesture of introduction.

Not one to pass up a challenge, I returned the kiss with a bit more vigor than the lady probably had expected. I placed one hand on each of her soft upper arms and pulled her lightly against me, moving my lips against hers with an urgency I felt deep, deep inside. As I broke the kiss, I looked into her eyes and saw the questions that abounded. I also saw the glint of mischief as she knew her friend had witnessed the entire incident and she realized I was now a co-conspirator in her "tease."

Within seconds of the kiss, her friend advanced on us across the patio floor. She did not walk as much as she glided. Such a petite woman and such a forceful presence. Whatever aura she can lay claim to occupies the space around her and draws people in rather than repels them. I was drawn, there is no doubt about that. My eyes flew wide in my face despite my attempts to prevent showing my emotions. I saw a woman of mystery, all in black from the stiletto heels along the magnificently-muscled calves encased in black stockings to the mid-knee length coctail dress she wore. The neckline was dangerously plunging and the spaghetti straps that strained to hold up her incredibly proportioned breasts were tiny dark streaks on a superbly toned ivory skin. Her neck was long for a woman as petite as she. Her mouth was a slash of brilliant red that had a natural pout to it and fairly begged for a lover's kiss. Her hair, also, was jet black and fell to her shouders in huge masses of waves. But it was her eyes that held me breathless and motionless. The piercing blue of their irises sent shock waves of icy cold heat into my very soul. They locked on mine and simply willed me not to look away. I was absolutely helpless in their grip.

I heard Juliet murmur the beginnings of an introduction to her friend. I heard the words as if from an eternity away. Nothing moved in that night. The crickets and their musical companions, the tree frogs, had fallen silent. The breeze that had previously rippled leaves on the trees had disappeared. Whyere was the incessasnt babble of conversation from the party inside? Where was the rumble of traffic from the nearby highway? It was as if a vacuum had appeared out of nowhere and we three were trapped inside -- no sound, no feeling, no anything. Nothing except the scent. The incredibly beautiful scent of a woman. There is no scent in nature that comes close to comparing to the pherenomes that a beautiful woman exudes when she is filled with the true essence of nature's most powerful weapon. Her essence was overpowering. I had been in many, many situations with women through my lifetime, and never -- ever -- had a woman so affected me. I found myself reacting as does a butterfly when it gets the first whiff of the chemical designed to send it to oblivion before a collector spreads its beautiful wings on a tack board. I was mesmerized. I was speechless. I could not move and stood there, hands on the arms of the incredibly beautiful blonde I had just kissed, wondering what had come over me.

"This is my dear friend Maria," Juliet whispered from light years away, "and this is..." We both realized at that very moment that she did not know my name and it would appear quite awkward to have kissed a man she does not know. I wanted to continue the tease, and for several reasons now. I had to meet this woman in black.

I finished her sentence for her as I removed my hands from her arms and reached for the hands of her friend. "Edward, an old friend of Juliet's that she has probably never mentioned to you. I have known Juliet for quite a few years. We were at one time a very delicious item in the local gossip mill. And I do understand why she has never mentioned you, Maria. Juliet was most certainly afraid that I would abandon her lovely blonde countenance and immediately move toward the 'darker' side of life with you." And I bent to kiss the backs of both of her hands; then turned them over and kissed both palms as well. I continued, "For one man to be in the company of two such incredibly beautiful woman at one time must mean but one thing. I have died and gone to heaven. For where else but in heaven or erotic dreams could I ever imagine myself to be so very, very fortunate?"

All the while I was talking to Maria, I had moved us to where I could again take the upper arm of Juliet in one hand and caressed the flesh there, out of Maria's field of vision. Could I believe my great fortune? Two women, as opposite as two women could possibly be, both in my presence and both appearing to want a bit of my attention.....was it possible? Or was it truly another day-dream? The images and visions that flashed in front of my eyes in the next few microseconds were truly erotic and pornographic. Two sets of breasts: one pair with pale pink aureolae and nipples and the other with dark brown. Two luscious mounds of Venus, one with the softest covering of downy gold, and the other with a magnificent dark, bushy nest.

I shook my head to clear it and took the upper arms of both ladies and gently led them to the edge of the balcony, to the ballustrade. I bade them look up at the moon and tell me what they were thinking.

 

[Maria]

As the moon shone bright on this what was already an excuisite evening, I stood silent watching, waiting for the perfect time to make my entrance onto the balcony. I stood with the right amount of anticipation, as Juliet pressed her warm mouth to this handsomest of all strangers. I knew instantly this kiss was for my benefit, although it would have appeared to him that it was for his. I saw a hint of despair coupled with a glint of dare in Juliet's eyes as they closed ever so gently as her lips met his. I knew in an instant what was running though her mind. We had played this game many times before, and not unlike those other times it was now every woman for herself. If I was to win this man's affections away from dear sweet Juliet, time was now of the essence. I watched as many a man fell to the sweet passionate embraces of Juliet. Strong men, be they attatched or not. Weak men, large men, small men. It did not matter to Juliet, so long as she won. They meant nothing to her, so long as she reigned victorious over me. On many occasions I did not even attempt to win these men from her, as unlike Juliet, I preferred there to be some sort of connection between the man of my desires and myself. Juliet, though strong and passionate, looked upon such men as victories, nothing more, nothing less. It must have been what kept her from truly falling in love.....or was it something else? Has she ever loved, could she love, did she already love and I just didn't know?

I began my decent, focussing on only his strong, rugged hands, as they grasped Juliet's arms firm, yet gentle. What wonderful hands, what a wonderful grasp. I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined that I stood in the very spot that Juliet now stood. His hands on me, his lips on mine, his smell, his taste. Not unlike an active volcano, I began to boil from deep within, such stirrings that I had never before recalled. What was it about this man, why such an urgency to be at his side, why would I be willing to lose the love and respect of my dear friend Juliet, all for this stranger. All questions that I had to know the answers for...no matter what the outcome may be.

As I neared them he noticed me. His eyes grew wide, almost as equally as Juliet's grew small, full of jealousy and anxiety. I could tell in an instant that Juliet knew exactly what she had just done. She had placed the first kiss on the subject of MY desires. It was as though fear and an unbelievable amount of strength took over Juliet all at the same time, for she knew that if I were to have been on the balcony instead of her, there would not have been any reason for her to compete, there would not have been a challenge taking place this evening. She felt the connection instantly between him and I and knew that I would reign victorious, leaving her to only wonder what it would have been like to make passionate love to this man.

I was close enough now to feel his breath on my skin. As I stood only inches away from this incredibly handsome stranger I felt my being weaken, the stirrings that I originally felt inside were now making their presence known dampening the insides of my upper thighs. The breeze through my legs felt like ice on this dampness. My heart raced, my respirations increased, I could feel my nipples harden instantly. I wanted him to take me now, right there and then. Right there on the balcony, right there in front of Juliet. Could he know, were my desires transparent. One thing that I did know is that this man KNEW. He knew it all. He knew when he was wanted and he new exactly how much. He knew the urgency of a womans desires, and I had a feeling that he knew exactly how to fulfill them like they had never been filled before. This only made me want him more.

He was halfway through his introduction before I could gather my composure enough to focus on what he was saying. He had known Juliet? I thought that my mind was playing tricks on me as he spoke these words. How could she have kept such a secret from me? How long ago had she met this magnificent creature? And would I be able to interest him in my darkness, after already pleasuring in her fairness?
My gaze left his face as I watched him gently yet firmly carress my hands. First gently kissing the tops of both of them, then passionately and erotically his mouth was in the palms of my hands. A faintness came over me unlike anything I had ever felt and the moisture now between my legs was anything but damp. Chills rippled up and down my spine, and spread to every inch of by body. It was as though I had been brought to a place that I only dreamed about. All the while keeping my composure not to let on to Juliet or this heavenly body before me.

It was then that the music from within the party and the music of nature returned to fill my still spinning head. I heard voices though only one was recognizable to me. It was Juliet. HIS voice now entered my brain and I heard his name. It was like a melody to me. Edward. Edward Edward Edward, I kept saying over and over in my head, each time with more indication that he would be mine. His strong hand was now on me again, and the other on Juliet. He had us both by the arm as he led us to overlook the magnificent countryside. There we were. The three of us. Juliet, Edward and I. An overwhelming feeling of warmth came over me. There I stood with the only woman I had ever loved and the man that only the most erotic dreams are made of. All at once I felt the selfishness that had taken over me when I first saw them kissing begin to fade. What had taken its place was an overwhelming feeling of peace. For the first time in my life I envisioned lying along side of Juliet. Could this be? Could I share him with her instead of taking him from her. Surely there are rules about this sort of thing? Would I be breaking those rules, or only bending them if I kept them to myself? Or worse yet if I were to actually suggest such a thing to Edward or Juliet.
My head again began to spin with visions of Juliet and I, and all our victories and defeats. If I were to wave the white flag, would she be willing to accept my invitation. Would Edward be a willing participant in this erotic fantasy? Could it be possible that Juliet may be thinking the same thing, or would I have to be the one to suggest it?
Just as I asked myself that final question, before I looked up at the moon, at Edwards urgence, as he asked us both to tell him what we were thinking, I caught a glimpse of Juliet's eyes, and knew instantly that all my answers lie right there before me. I knew in an instant that she was asking herself the exact same questions, and wondering what my answers may be. WE knew in an instant that this night was going to be the beginning of us as one, and the end of us as two. It was as though two bodies were being run by one mind. An amazing warmth encompassed me as I watched Juliet flush with heat. I knew that Edward felt the same heat as I pressed my body against his rock hard manhood. I took his right hand and placed it on Juliet's left breast directly over her now racing heart, as Juliet took his left hand and placed it strategically between my now soaking wet thighs.

Without taking my eyes off of Juliet, I spoke softly to Edward. THIS is what we are thinking my strong handsome Edward. Can you tell US what you are thinking........

 

[Whit00EK]

The thoughts coursing through my mind made no sense at all. Two women I did not know but five short minutes ago were now pressing themselves into me, exuding sexual signals like a beacon on a far-off shore designed to guide crippled airplanes home to base. There was no mistaking their signal. Here! Now! You! Me! Us! Sex! Love! Excitement! Passion! All these and more crashed as waves upon the rocky shore of my own self-control.

The words were hardly out of my mouth when I knew what the evening would bring. I knew that erotic dreams and years of fantasy were close to becoming reality. I knew that these women were lovers in their own right and were willing to share that love and themselves, and each other, with me this night.

I watch as if I have no control of my own as my right hand is placed on the breast of the gorgeous blonde beside me. I can feel her heart racing deep beneath the flesh. I can feel the heat of her skin through the layer of white that attracted me in the first place, just minutes ago. There is no bra. There is only my flesh and hers, separated by a thin film of satiny material. And as I wonder about the sensations rising through my own body, my left hand is taken and placed between the thighs of the petite brunette. Those thighs close on my hand and the heat is astounding. It flashes between my fingers as flames flicker around a log in the fireplace. I nearly remove my hand in shock, but the heat also indicates a softness of liquid in her center. I move my hand slightly and it is quite obvious that beneath this black material is a river of nectar, already spilling over its banks in anticipation.

My next movements are calculated to assure the women that I understand the message and that I intend to provide a cure for the heat that invades their beings. The hand that caresses Juliet's breast moves ever so slowly to the skin of her chest and then to her bare shoulder and then cups the back of her neck. The hand that is trapped in the heated recesses of Maria's thighs pulls upward, across her magnificent chest and, too, to the back of her neck. I slowly move the two women toward each other, in front of me, until they are but inches apart. Their breasts, now heaving deeply with their breathing, are but a fraction of an inch from touching. My words are simple, direct, and carry both a question and a command. Dependent upon their response, our evening shall progress one way or another.

"My loves, kiss."

 

[Juliet]

New Discoveries

As I felt his lips on mine I was taken aback momentarily. I had expected him to meet my kiss with little more than a peck. His mouth devoured my mouth with a much desired urgency. My thoughts were spinning due to the eagerness that his kiss delivered. Not realizing right away that Maria had joined us I sighed from within completely enjoying the warmth that had over taken my body. Once our kiss broke and his eyes met mine I knew that he had instantly won complete power over me.

Just as my lips' tremble had subsided and turned to a mischivious grin I turned to Maria and began to introduce the two of them. I felt that I had won this battle and was more than a little happy and relieved that I would not lose yet another man to the mysterious charms I knew she held within. But had I? As I proceeded with the introductions I heard my new admirer speak for the first time. His eyes appeared to be fixed on Maria's face. It appeared to me that Maria's eyes were piercing right through his soul. I felt Edward's admiration slipping away from me and onto her. How could I blame him? She was simply beautiful. Her eyes like blue crystals could send chills through his entire body.

I stood there listening for what seemed to be an eternity while he admired my friend. Edward.....hhmmmm .....a frend from the past.....a delicious item....What was he saying? I had never met this man before! Could he have confused me with someone else? No.....I realized then that he had seen right through our game...yet he was playing right along.

His words flowed from his mouth and I saw a puzzled look come over Maria. She was listening, almost hanging on every word that he was saying yet she looked confused. Was she wondering when I had met him and what had gone on between us to have made me keep this man to myself. There were never any secrets between us...we shared everything with each other; everything except the affections of men.

I was feeling completely confident that I had won Edward's affections but soon realized that he had no intention of choosing between us. On the contrary his desire was to enjoy the company of both of us. He had led us to the edge of the balcony and asked us to tell him what we were thinking. My eyes met Maria's as he presented this question and I knew then that she and I were ultimately wanting the same thing....to enjoy the affections of Edward....to be loved like no other. But then I realized there was a difference this time. I no longer felt the urgency to rip his affections from Maria. He was such an unbelievable man, surely he was capable of making both of us feel the ectacy we desired but would Maria be willing to share him with me and give up the competion we both had felt up to this point?

My thoughts were again taking over. Maria took Edward's hand and placed it directly on my breast. I inhaled deeply as his hand touched me. His hand was like a flame that shot directly through me. My heart immediately took off racing faster than I had ever felt it before. Oh my God I wanted him. I longed to feel his body next to my own, to have his mouth and his hands moving freely over my entire body. Did he have any idea the urgency I felt?

She moved his other hand to her inner thigh. I watched his hand as it nestled in to feel the warmth of her mound. Watching his hand move freely between Maria's legs and feeling his other hand move from my breast to the back of my neck sent the most erotic of all chills throughout my body. She was such a desirable woman. I had enjoyed watching her with men before...seeing her body move with theirs, seeing her mouth dancing with theirs....I knew then that my own love juices were flowing freely.

With his hands on both our necks turning Maria and I toward each other, Edward instructed the two of us to kiss???........

<MORE TO COME>

 

[Juliet]

The kiss........

As I stood before Maria I searched her eyes for an answer. Of all the things she and I had shared over the years we had never shared the affections of one another. I searched her eyes for a sign that this is what she wanted as well. Her eyes met mine with a look of peace, with acceptance, with desire. I knew then that she too was ready to dive into areas she and I had rarely allowed ourselves to even think of let alone discuss.

If I did as Edward requested would she and I ever look at each other in the same light. Would we feel an awkwardness that had never been present before. One thing was never a question in my mind....I loved this woman! But I had never loved her in a physical sense. She and I had seen each other many times in compromising circumstances, both clothed and unclothed but there had never been any physical contact between the two of us more than a friendly hug. I had watched her with men before and admired the touches she had received and given but could I love this woman in a physical sense the way I had seen her love men many times before?

My thoughts were absolutely spinning out of control. My heart was beating like it could pop completely out of my chest. If I didn't take control of my emotions I knew I would most certainly hyperventilate. I had to take control of my fears. I had to decide whether I was going to face my fears or let them continue their hold on me. I felt like I was outside my own body looking in.

Suddenly, just as I was certain that I would faint, I felt Maria's hand on mine and it halted my thoughts, heart, and breath in an instant. Her touch had a calming effect on me. Everyting around us had completely disappeared. It was as if she and I were standing on top of the world looking at each other. I then realized I had nothing to fear but fear itself.

Before my fears could take back over I leaned toward her wondering how she would react. Would she meet me half way? Would she move back away from my reach? I closed my eyes softly and leaned forward until I felt Maria's mouth on my own. I paused momentarily feeling my heart again racing out of control, then pressed my lips firmly against her mouth. I turned my head and parted my lips slightly feeling her lips soften on mine.

I wondered what Maria was thinking, feeling my lips on hers. My thoughts were once again spinning. I was over taken with feelings I had never felt before. Would this change our friendship? How would I feel afterward? Pushing all these fears as far away as I could I proceeded on....My tongue searched for her mouth as I drew her lip into my mouth and sucked gently. Tasting her soft sweet lips was unbelievable. As my tongue explored her mouth I felt her kissing me now with the same urgency as I had to offer. I never imagined kissing another woman with the same passion I had shown men time after time but not only was I kissing Maria passionately, I was longing for more.....

I suddenly felt a hand sliding along my back which stole my attention and our kiss broke....It was Edward. I had gotten so lost in our kiss that I had momentarily forgotten about Edward. The mischeveious look that had adorned my face before was replaced with a shy one. He stood there admiring the two of us with a satisfied look. It was evident that he had enjoyed seeing Maria and I kiss but I wondered what would come of the evening now......

 

[Maria]

The Ecstacy Begins.......

Like a moth drawn to a flame, instantly I was drawn to Juliet's kiss. Nothing I had ever experienced could have prepared me for this moment. I had unconditionally loved Juliet for many years, but never in the physical sense. As I stood now before her and Edward, images of all that is passionate, erotic and even taboo flashed through my mind. It was as loud as a hurricane crashing on the rocky shore yet serene as the new fallen snow at dawn. I was now eager to give myself to Juliet, to feel her mouth on mine, to taste her. I stood silent with inviting eyes. Surely this woman who had read my thoughts so many times before knew exactly what I was thinking. Surely she new that I was a willing participant in this erotic game. My eyes told her so. Did she know though, that we would be re-writing the rules? All that we had known previously would be erased from the script, leaving Juliet, Edward and I to perform now and leave the details for another time. Her mouth was now on mine. No clues, no doubts, not fear, she new........

The immense stirrings within me grew stronger now, stronger than I had ever remembered them being before. My lips parted ever so invitingly as Juliet drew my lip into her mouth. I did not need to wonder any longer. She was as eager as I was to explore the possibilities that now stood before us. Juliet tasted just as I thought she would. Soft, sweet with just a hint of champagne still left on her tongue. We kissed lovingly, passionately, with an urgencey that left both us wanting more. Forgetting momentarily that we stood before a man, a man that had somehow given us a freedom that we had never known before, the kiss ended. It ended with so much more desire than it had begun with, that we knew that this was only the beginning of a night that we would not soon forget.

Edward's hand on Juliet's back now brought us both back to the balcony. Edward looked at us both. The fire in his eyes lay evident to both of us that he had approved of what he had just witnessed. Juliet returned his gaze shyly, but with such desire that he knew in an instant that before him stood a very willing participant. All that was left now for this night to play out was me. I felt both of them looking at me now. Four eyes burning though me like ice. Why would it have to be up to me. Why did the decision lay solely on my answer. Surley they could see right through me, to know that I too desired this night to play through to it's fullest capacity. Juliet knew - would Edward? It only took but a moment for Edward to speak, and with his words, I knew, that he too, could read my thoughts, almost with the immense clarity that Juliet had done so many times before.

With his strong hand still resting on the small of Juliet's back I reached for him. I found that Edward too, was as turned on by the sight of the two women before him kissing as Juliet and I were. Edward did not attempt to pull away from my hand now resting directly on his large hard cock. It was as though this was a familiar feeling for him. I was sure that many women before me laid there hands graciously upon him, only to receive back for which they had given. Edward's maturity only excited me more. For with maturity comes experience, and it was going to take all of the experience that he had gained in his many previous escapades, to get us all through this night. For never would I have ever considered playing out this erotic fantasy with any of my young lovers. It surely would have been wasted on such youth.

Juliet reached for my hand. Her pale soft hand now rested on mine, and again there was no attempt on Edward's part to move away from either of the hands that lay upon his groin. With his free hand, Edward reached around behind me and it came to rest just below my tailbone. Instantly I felt the heat that emitted from his strong, able hand. I could not stop myself from kissing him. Edward eagerly returned my kiss with such passion. His kiss was as strong and intense as I had thought it would be from the moment I had laid eyes on him earlier in the evening. I had wanted his mouth on mine, his hands on my skin, his cock deep within me as I only admired him from afar. Nothing had prepared me though for his kiss to have come with another woman present, now enableing me to fulfill my deepest and darkest of fantasies, willing to be three in a threesome.

Edward turned from me and kissed Juliet with the same passion that he had just kissed me. I raised my arm now and rested my other hand on Juliet's breast. There was no material between my palm and her skin. Her light pink nipple stood fully erect. Her chest heaved with anticipation, her heart raced, her breathing now became deep and spuratic. With each breath her skin grew warmer and more supple under my hand. Edward now kissed me with even more intensity than he had just a moment ago. Juliet returned the favor by moving the material of my dress away from my chest and placing her hand on my breast. She squeezed with an amazing amount of tenderness and firmness.
My senses were all awake now, all five of them on fire. My head spinning with anticipation, as I am sure hers was. It only took but a moment to know that Edward was as caught up in this erotic triangle as Juliet and I now were. There was no turning back now. Not for Me, not for Juliet and certainly not for Edward. For it was he who spoke first, and in his words I found what I had been waiting for since I first stepped onto the balcony.

His voice trembled just slightly as he began to speak. Juliet and I now faced eachother, our right hands on eachother's bare breast, our left hands grasping his cock. Neither of us wanting to let go. Our eyes were locked on eachother. Our gaze did not waiver as Edward's voice grew stronger in our ears. Although we all new what his next words were going to be, none of us were willing to let them go unsaid.

Maria....Juliet....Spend the night with me....It will be a night you will remember always....I cannot choose between you though I am sure that you do not want me too....Let's leave this balcony never to return the same three people...Let us leave this place here and now as three and become one........

 

[Whit00EK]

OOC: Oh, my good God, Juliet....what have you introduced here? Who is this woman and where has she been all of my life? (And don't any of you out there dare say for more than three quarters of it she was not even born!!!) Responding to this post will take me some time. Please be patient while I have a few senior moments thinking this one over. Rarely have I found myself at a loss for words, but that condition is rapidly approaching as I read Maria's additions to our game. I'll be back as soon as I compose myself and as soon as I dispose of this difficulty in my trousers.

 

[Juliet]

My thoughts had been whirling around in so many directions that I could not begin to piece them all together. It was evident to me immediately that Edward was pleased with the actions that Maria and I had taken up to that moment yet his face held a surprised look as well. He had instructed us to kiss. Had he not realized that we would do as he instructed? Or did he think our game of competition would get the best of us and not allow us to reach a truce?

Regardless of how he had imagined the evening would play out the kiss could not be taken back. Not for him, and not for Maria and I. Maria and I had crossed a line that neither of us had ever before. There was no turning back now. My body was at a boiling point and I was sure that the heat from within had made a permanent blush on my ivory skin. They both had to know the fire that was burning deep within me. Tasting Maria's mouth was the sweetest thing I had ever experienced in my life. I had always been a very passionate woman and had displayed that with each kiss....this one was no exception. Yet I had never received such passion from another person.

As I stood gazing at Edward, thoughts of Maria's lips on my own still lingered in my mind. I turned to see if her face held the same surprised look as Edward's. Just as I did Edward's eyes turned to her as well. Her face was amazing. She too had a very satisfied look. Relief washed over me. My attention had been stolen away so quickly that I had not had the chance to see the look on her face. She had recieved my kiss with such passion that I was sure she wanted it as much as I did.

In an instant Maria reached for Edward's cock. My eyes were now fixed on the bulge in his pants. I rested my hand on Maria's hand almost forcing it to move along his shaft. Her soft hand lay beneath mine as we caressed his growing cock together as Edward pulled Maria closer to him and kissed her. I stood before the two of them admiring their mouths together longing to feel the passion I was witnessing.

Just as my thoughts were getting lost in their kiss, Maria placed her hand on my breast. I gasped for air as I felt her soft hand on me. My nipple reached to touch her hand. My entire body felt weak with desire. Feeling her the warmth from her hand on my breast was almost more than I could stand. I had never been more turned on in my entire life and I didn't understand it. I had never imagined another woman touching me. How could it be making me so insane now? My pussy had to be soaked beyong belief. I didn't search for an answer. I didn't know why but didn't need to know why. All I knew was I didn't want this night to end.

Their kiss broke and Edward immediately turned to me. He pulled me to him and kissed me deeply and passionately. As his tongue probed my mouth I caressed Maria's breast. Her breasts were perky and her nipple seemed to reach out to accept my touch. Her nipple became firm in my hand and I began rolling it between my forefinger and thumb adding slight pressure. Her heart began beating more rapidly and her breath became more labored. I knew she was just as much on fire as I was.

Again, I found myself face to face with Maria. My thoughts were lost in her ice blue eyes, now filled with more passion than I had ever seen there before. There was no turning back now for sure. She had been my best friend for so long. I felt certain that this would add a depth to our friendship that could not compare to any relationship either of us had ever experienced. We were both exploring areas that neither of us had ever dreamed about. I felt sure with Edward's help there were no limits we couldn't reach. When he asked us to spend the night with him I knew he too wanted to take us to limits the two of us had never even imagined before......

 

[Whit00EK]

Here we go again...

It had become increasingly difficult to breathe, though the night was now cool and fresh. My breath came in nearly audible rasps and the hammering of my heart must certainly have drowned out the bass of the orchestra inside the house. These two women were new to this! I had not imagined such a thing! As I first viewed them and their interaction, I was most certain that they had made the most incredibly beautiful love together; but now, watching them and their individual reactions to the kiss, the full realization slammed into my brain that this was their first expression of physical love. Most assuredly, they love each other. There is no doubting that. But the fire that raged through their bodies and nearly caused an incendiary reaction when their lips met, all too clearly revealed that they were virgins in the arts and pleasures of Sapphic love. And their willingness to investigate its intricacies right here, in front of me, was the most powerful aphrodisiac ever imagined by mankind.

I had become rock hard and throbbing within the past few moments, watching Juliet press her sweet mouth to Maria’s lips and seeing her suck Maria’s lower lip into her mouth to nibble and chew upon it. The tips of their tongues danced back and forth, fencing with one another in an ageless game of taunt and tease. Their bodies alternately tensed and relaxed as their breathing quickened and their skin flushed pink, then red, then dark rose. I could only wonder what sort of power I had unleashed through that simple command/request, “Kiss.”

As their erotic coupling simmered down and their lips separated, two hands magically wound up resting on my crotch while two other hands sought to touch, stroke and caress the soft flesh of each other’s breast. Nipples became exposed and fondled; aureolae crinkled and puckered with tender touches. They both looked directly at me and questioned our next move with their eyes. There is no doubt they could feel the raging inferno that lived within millimeters of their hands. There is little doubt that they could feel the pulse of my heart being transferred to the head of my cock, swelling and pounding with a rhythm as old as life itself.

I kissed each of them in turn, expressing with my lips and tongue the longing and simmering passion that hid just beneath the fabric of my trousers. Their bodies responded unequivocally, broadcasting both their willingness to submit to my direction on this evening and their eagerness to submit to each other’s long-dormant passions.

As I asked them to leave the balcony with me and spend the night in boundless episodes of passion and near-debauchery, they both agreed with their eyes and with a small squeeze of their fingers on my cock.

“Arrange yourselves, ladies; it would not be seemly to parade those beautiful breasts before the crowd inside. I am going to test your willingness to submit to your own passions as well as to mine. I am going to leave you here on the balcony and I am going to walk through the crowd inside to the hall beyond this room. I shall then turn to the right and travel to the end of the corridor. At the end of the corridor, I will ascend the staircase to the third floor. Once there, I shall open the second door on the left and enter. This is a private apartment that serves the needs we seem to have discovered. I promise you that it is safe. It is discreet. It is designed with the thought in mind that guests in this home will have immediate desires that need satisfaction. If you are of the mind to experience a side of you that you were unaware existed, you will follow me, either singly or together. If you arrive at my door within the next fifteen minutes, I shall have the chilled champagne prepared for you, and our evening of discovery shall then begin.”

As I delivered these final words, I bent to kiss each of them on the forehead and moved them back into a dark corner of the balcony where I knelt between the two of them, running my hands up under their skirts, each of them in turn, and slowly removed their panties. Although a bit shocked at first, they slowly lifted one foot after the other to allow me to remove the lacy garments from their feet. Juliet’s white satin briefs were held in my right hand while Maria’s black lace thong dangled from my left. I stood and pressed them to my nose, one following the other, and delighted in the heady scent of woman flesh that assaulted my nostrils. I sucked at the sopping crotches of both pair, bent to kiss each woman fully on the mouth, and said, “Fifteen minutes. If you do not care to test your curiosity, these shall forever be my own to remember what might have been. Adieu, mes bonnes.” And I walked from the balcony, through the crowd and into the hallway beyond with two pairs of slickly damp panties in my hands and a smile as wide as all the outdoors on my face. Would they come?

 

[Juliet]

I stood there beside of Maria completely frozen by what had just taken place. Never before had I ever had a man kneel before me and remove my panties. Maria's face held the same amazed look that mine must have at that moment. Our eyes met and immediately broke the trance that Edward had left us in. Just like two school girls we began to giggle. "Oh my God Maria I can't believe he just did that!" All along I had felt like she and I were in control of the situation but in an instant I knew without a doubt who was in control now. And in control of what? What was to come? Only time would tell.

As we stood there watching Edward move through the crowd toward the ajoining building I could feel the breeze flowing through my skirt to find its way to the dampness from within. The cool evening breeze sent a chill through my body as it mingled with the moistness on my thighs. I longed for the chills to be replaced by the warming desire I had felt moments before. I felt a certain amount of nervousness yet curiousity as well. The question lingering on my mind though was which one would weigh heavier on me this evening my fear or my curiousity. Already, Maria and I had done things we never had before. Were we ready to proceed further? What if Edward instructed us to do things we never had before and weren't willing or too afraid to try? I had made love to a man more times than I could count but I had never imagined being with another woman. My inexperience would be transparent immediately. I wanted this to be an enjoyable evening for all of us but I feared that I wasn't truly ready to cross the line that had already been stretched so far to this point. Just as my amazement was giving way to my fears my attentions were again on the immense amount of wetness that seemed to be running down my legs. I turned to find Maria staring at me. She could always see right through me. Did she know my fears now?

"Maria I can see the questions in your eyes." "My only worry is that I can't determine fully what those questions are." "Time is short now so tell me...shall we join our new friend or shall we leave him with only the rememberances of us thus far and the magnificant aroma he must be enjoying just now from our underwear that he stole?" "What ever you decide now will be something both of us will remember for a long time either as a missed opportunity or as an experience of a lifetime." "Tell me now though because our friend will not wait for long."

 

[Maria]

Left To Simmer..............Will We Follow.........

As Juliet and I stood alone now on the balcony, one question
remained unanswered. The kiss alone should have been answer
enough......but was it? Moisture now visibly seeping from deep within me, cooling on my legs from the light breeze that seemed to know just when it's presence was requested.
With my panties missing there was nothing to keep my secret hidden, not even from Juliet. I was sure that she had noticed that both her and Edward had stirred up something inside of me that had never been stirred up before. I too focused momentarily on what looked like raindrops spiraling downward on the smoothest of window panes, that now spiraled down the legs of Juliet. I stood frozen, time stood still, even the breeze that had previously cooled my legs was now deadly silent. Was it my answer to give or Juliet's? Was it my decision to follow Edward or Juliet's.
Was she waiting for me or would she take the first step into
a world that we had never even dreamed of? And would this dream be better than any other dream that either of us had dreamt, or would it end tragically? So many questions, and here I stood, never before at a loss of what to do in any given situation, always able to handle anything that may come my way. Not this time. Edward had made sure of that, with his simple request. Or was it simple?

I looked to Juliet now, searching her beautiful face for the answers that I longed for. I wanted her to take my fears away, to let me know that she saw my vulnerability, no matter how hard I tried to hide it from her. She always the one looking to me, for protection, for the answers, for comfort and unconditional love, now the tables were turned.
It quickly became a very unique situation for the both of us, our usual roles had suddenly reversed themselves, which left her feeling bold and invincible and me like a child in search of the comfort of a loving parent. It did not take her long to step into this new role. She spoke with clarity now, her words forceful and confident. I knew immediately what decision she had come to, and now it was up
to me. She lay the decision now before me. Would we follow
Edward, to a place that he described of erotic satisfaction, or would we quietly fade into the dark night pretending that none of this had really taken place? Leaving me with only a faint memory of the most sensual man I had ever met, let alone let him strip me of my under-garments, on a balcony, in front of another, after such his
request to kiss another woman. That woman being Juliet.

I felt my back straighten, my neck stretch, my chin stop quivering, my confidence building, my pussy again begin to water at the mere thought of what may lie ahead for Juliet and I. In an instant and with one fail swift move, I answered Juliet's question. Not with words but with a twinkle in my eye and an almost evil smile on my face. I knew that she would follow me if I walked Edwards footsteps.

The hallway that Edward disappeared into was dark and damp, like something out of an old vampire movie, though I felt no fear. I heard nothing but the comforting echo of Juliet's footsteps. A light ahead shown the right and the staircase that Edward has described. I listened for Juliet to make sure that she was still behind me. I could even hear her breathing as we climbed the stairs to the third floor. At the top of the stairs the door that Edward had instructed us to enter was instantly visible, lit only by the dusty light that shown overhead. I would not wait for Juliet, I entered. The room was exquisite in its decoration
much unlike the corridor that lead us here. The lights were
dim, bright enough to see, and soft enough to leave on as to
not miss one visual stimulation that made up this room, this
night, this man. Although I did not hear Juliet enter, I could tell by the look on Edwards face that she was right behind me. A warm look of satisfaction melted any last bit of anxiety that I had felt as I had ascending the long staircase that led me to him, led US to him.......


[Edited by Maria on 02-06-2001 at 08:09 PM]

 

[Maria]

Left To Simmer..............Will We Follow.........

As Juliet and I stood alone now on the balcony, one question
remained unanswered. The kiss alone should have been answer
enough......but was it? Moisture now visibly seeping from deep within me, cooling on my legs from the light breeze that seemed to know just when it's presence was requested.
With my panties missing there was nothing to keep my secret hidden, not even from Juliet. I was sure that she had noticed that both her and Edward had stirred up something inside of me that had never been stirred up before. I too focused momentarily on what looked like raindrops spiraling downward on the smoothest of window panes, that now spiraled down the legs of Juliet. I stood frozen, time stood still, even the breeze that had previously cooled my legs was now deadly silent. Was it my answer to give or Juliet's? Was it my decision to follow Edward or Juliet's.
Was she waiting for me or would she take the first step into
a world that we had never even dreamed of? And would this dream be better than any other dream that either of us had dreamt, or would it end tragically? So many questions, and here I stood, never before at a loss of what to do in any given situation, always able to handle anything that may come my way. Not this time. Edward had made sure of that, with his simple request. Or was it simple?

I looked to Juliet now, searching her beautiful face for the answers that I longed for. I wanted her to take my fears away, to let me know that she saw my vulnerability, no matter how hard I tried to hide it from her. She always the one looking to me, for protection, for the answers, for comfort and unconditional love, now the tables were turned.
It quickly became a very unique situation for the both of us, our usual roles had suddenly reversed themselves, which left her feeling bold and invincible and me like a child in search of the comfort of a loving parent. It did not take her long to step into this new role. She spoke with clarity now, her words forceful and confident. I knew immediately what decision she had come to, and now it was up
to me. She lay the decision now before me. Would we follow
Edward, to a place that he described of erotic satisfaction, or would we quietly fade into the dark night pretending that none of this had really taken place? Leaving me with only a faint memory of the most sensual man I had ever met, let alone let him strip me of my under-garments, on a balcony, in front of another, after such his
request to kiss another woman. That woman being Juliet.

I felt my back straighten, my neck stretch, my chin stop quivering, my confidence building, my pussy again begin to water at the mere thought of what may lie ahead for Juliet and I. In an instant and with one fail swift move, I answered Juliet's question. Not with words but with a twinkle in my eye and an almost evil smile on my face. I knew that she would follow me if I walked Edwards footsteps.


The hallway that Edward disappeared into was dark and damp, like something out of an old vampire movie, though I felt no fear. I heard nothing but the comforting echo of Juliet's footsteps. A light ahead shown the right and the staircase that Edward has described. I listened for Juliet to make sure that she was still behind me. I could even hear her breathing as we climbed the stairs to the third floor. At the top of the stairs the door that Edward had instructed us to enter was instantly visible, lit only by the dusty light that shown overhead. I would not wait for Juliet, I entered. The room was exquisite in its decoration
much unlike the corridor that lead us here. The lights were
dim,bright enough to see, and soft enough to leave on as to
not miss one visual stimulation that made up this room, this
night, this man. Although I did not hear Juliet enter, I could tell by the look on Edwards face that she was right behind me. A warm look of satisfaction melted any last bit of anxiety that I had felt as I had ascending the long staircase that led me to him, led US to him.

 

[Maria]

OCC: To Edward, Juliet and all others following our story, I apologize for my post looking so ridiculous in its formation. I do not know why my pc insists on aggrevating me this way, but will work on making sure that the next post looks as good, hopefully, as it reads.

 

[Whit00EK]

Mounting tension?

I fairly ran up the stairs to the third floor and bounded to the apartment door. I knew the door would be unlocked, but I was concerned that some other couple or group had made the trek upstairs before me. I looked carefully at the small name-plate to the right of the door. The brass plate with the word ‘Mahogany’ engraved was there. If the apartment is occupied, one is to replace the brass plate with a darker, pewter one with the same word. It is a simple signal, yet effective, in that no one who is unfamiliar with the house will think anything awry. Each of the rooms here on the third floor has a brass plate with a number inscribed. Each room affords the user a specifically different atmosphere. After sizing up the two women, I had deliberately chosen one which would place them most at ease. I twisted the knob and entered, flicking the light switch as I closed the door behind me. Soft light immediately brought the room into full view. I had seen it before, but it had been a long time. Things were exactly as I remembered them; everything was in place and the room smelled fresh and clean.

I stood in the middle of a sitting room, furnished with two large couches facing each other across an absolutely gorgeous Persian tapestry carpet. In the center of the carpet stood a quite large, almost massive, slab of mahogany formed into a table and polished to an incredibly reflective glow. At each end of the carpet there sat a hugely overstuffed leather armchair so as to make this a conversation area, if the occupants of the room were so inclined to use it as such.

Along the walls were placed pieces of antique furniture, some dating to pre-revolutionary years and gleaming under hundreds of years of hand-polishing. A sideboard, a secretary’s desk, several marble-topped tables and a china cabinet containing a beautiful assortment of wine glasses and champagne flutes.

The entire room was done in shades of beige, brown and mahogany, so that in the soft light from specially designed bulbs encased in parchment shades, the atmosphere was one that can only be described as soft and silky without being cheaply feminine. In fact, most males felt more at home in this particular room than they did in the more deliberately masculine designs of the other rooms on this floor.

I moved to the north end of the suite and peeked in at the bedroom’s furnishings. Just as I had remembered: an immense, Louis XIV canopy bed sitting some 33 or 34” off the floor – a height particularly well suited to the activities that often occurred there. Several antique chests of drawers and highboys were spaced around the walls. Two curling love seats and a large padded-top chest/bench seat completed the room’s décor.

Crossing through the bedroom, I moved into the adjoining bathroom. The bathroom was all beige, brown and mahogany tiles, lit by small sconces on the walls. I quickly lit the dozen candles spaced around the room on ledges and countertops. The candles were also either beige or dark brown and emitted the scent of a mahogany forest – deep, dark and sensual. The tub was a huge, step-in design of contrasting tiles, almost all of them a dark, dark mahogany in color. I checked the ledges around the tub and noted that all the usual oils, fragrances and bath beads were in their places. And I moved back to the sitting area.

Once there, I went to the closet in one wall and divested myself of my tuxedo jacket and vest and crossed the room to the huge bookshelf that occupied one entire wall. I reached for a beautifully bound edition of one of Anaiis Nin’s volumes and moved it slightly forward. The shelf at waist height in that wall moved out and produced a small shelf on which to arrange the champagne that was already sitting in the chilled bucket next to the bookcase. I went to the china cabinet and selected three crystal flutes and brought them back to the bookcase. I opened the bottle and poured three flutes nearly full and set them down on the table in the center of the conversation area.

I looked around to be certain all was in order and then, checking my watch to see that 12 minutes had elapsed since I left the ladies, stood six feet from the door of the apartment, facing it, with two lovely, scented pairs of panties in my hands. Would they follow their libidos? Would both of them come? Only one? Which one? I felt myself growing again within the confines of my trousers and was gratified to feel the heated urges surging through my glands. Every part of my body was coming alive with the anticipation of tasting truly forbidden fruit. Would they come?

And I listened as footsteps moved down the hall, hesitant but seemingly determined. And there were two female voices, hushed, but communicating with each other. My God, they had both made the decision to allow themselves a taste of something heretofore unknown by either of them! They were here for a fulfillment of a promise. Not only my promise, but the promise made to them by their own bodies and, better still, by the bodies of each other. I could almost smell the aromatic nectars that began seeping from their bodies in the last half hour. I quickly put the panties to my nose and inhaled the promise of things yet to come.

There was a tiny rap on the door and the knob began to turn ever so slightly………

 

[Juliet]

what would come of the night.....

I was truly amazed as Maria almost smirked at me just before she turned to follow in Edward's steps. She had always looked to me to be the spontanious one, the more adventuresome of the two. She was more conservative, not as much of a chance taker and certainly not the one I expected to take the lead, yet I was relieved when she did. It was as if she were breaking from the chains of fear that had held her captive her whole life.

As I began to see her disappear through the crowd as she neared the building, I realized that my time to make my own decision had almost run out. If I didn't follow her now, I would only wonder about the pleasure that might have been. My heart began to race once again and I knew what I had to do. Without another moment's hesitation I began to follow Maria. We had been friends for many years and I sincerely felt there was nothing we couldn't do as long as we faced things together. The experience to follow could only make us more fullfilled and would most definitely strengthen our friendship.

As we passed down the hall to the stair case I could feel the urgency taking over my body. My fears subsided with each step I took and my fantasies took over once again. Maria continued up the staircase down another corridor until she reached the door that Edward had described. As I saw Maria turn the door knob and disappear within the doorway, I hurried so that I would not loose sight of her. Once inside the doorway myself I was amazed at the surroundings of the room. It was unlike anything I had ever seen; almost like a room out of a fairy tale. Was I dreaming?

I spotted Edward across the room admiring the dark beauty that had entered before me. His face was truly peaceful and any bit of nervousness that remained within me immediately faded away. I wasn't sure at this point if Maria knew that I had entered the room behind her. She had not waited for me nor had she turned to see if I followed her. Did she want me there? I stood quietly watching for a sign from either of them to let me know what would come of this night....

 

[Whit00EK]

Removing the panties from my nose and relishing the lingering scents that mingled there, I watched Maria slide into the room, silently and cautiously as if she had not yet completely made up her mind. The door was slightly ajar behind her and I could not see Juliet anywhere. Perhaps my mind had played tricks on me. Perhaps I had not really heard two voices in the hall. Perhaps Maria had been trying to convince herself either to come in or not to come in. But here she was now, in all her musky, dark-haired glory. Her skin fairly glowed in the dim light of the room and her breasts rose and fell in deep breaths that communicated either excitement or fright, I was not sure which.

I allowed my eyes to rove along her lines from face to toes and noted exactly how beautiful her legs were, though they were much shorter than I had originally thought. They were beautiful to behold in their compactness, and the power that the thighs under her skirt communicated was something to consider. My eyes returned to her face and I was just about to welcome her into my room when the door behind her moved a fraction and Juliet stepped in.

Ahhhhh, my fantasies have taken on a life of their own. The two women with whom I have decided I would relish spending the rest of my natural life were now within six or seven feet of my arms, my lips, my everything.

It appeared that Maria did not know Juliet had entered behind her. Perhaps, as I had earlier wondered, Maria had made the decision to join me more easily than had Juliet. Little matter now, because they were both inside my sphere of influence. And my influence was just begging to exert itself.

Before this evening would conclude, these women would know exactly how it feels to be loved, and loved beyond all previous comparisons. I would see to that, but I would not be the only giver of that love. They would most certainly find that giving of themselves to each other is an incredibly erotic relinquishing of all control.

I opened my mouth to speak, but Maria cleared her throat as if to say something.

 

[Whit00EK]

Another abandonment?

OOC: Again, I must post here in report that my two playmates from the balcony have apparently abandoned the thread. I have made contact with Juliet, but there has been no response. If she, or Maria, should see this note and wish to continue, I would absolutely adore it. If not, are there others out there who might find these roles to their liking? If so, please insert yourselves into the thread as you see fit. I would so much like to continue the story. I have absolutely no idea where it might lead.

Edward