02/12/2025
Frances
In the early days of the Internet, before it was overrun by kids and ignoramuses, when the people who used it were intelligent and had meaningful and insightful opinions, there were a few web sites where people could meet in cyberspace, become acquainted and eventually get together for pleasurable experiences. I met a young woman on a one. It was still a free site then and had a limited clientele.
The woman’s name was Frances. She lived in Little Rock while I lived in one of the small white-flight communities in the suburbs. I could tell from the literacy of the description she gave of herself she was an intelligent girl of many and varied interests. In time I came to learn that one of her most abiding interests was sex.
We were both in our early 40s when we met. She told me she had been a virgin until quite late in life, well into her 30s, and her first lover had also been her last. I could see how an ordinary man could be intimidated by her. She was very intelligent, more so than most men could handle. She wasn’t bad looking either.
Not a beauty by a long way but certainly better than average. That she had grown up in a privileged home was evident by her fine tastes, the nice things she owned, and her beautiful teeth. She had a nice body; not petite but solid, athletic. She liked to play sports but was much too buxom to be a runner or a fast mover. She liked basketball and football. She followed her favorite teams in the news and on television.
I was never much of a sports fan and she never bored me talking about them.
Our relationship started slowly primarily because I felt she was out of my league. She was too good for me. As time went on, however, as I became more comfortable with her, the more passionate she became with me.
She confided to me that she felt she had been too innocent too long. There was a world of sexual variety that she wanted to try. Her words were music to my perverted ears. I just had to come up with an agenda that would whet her appetite and keep her wanting more but I wasn’t sure what that could be.
I had a dear friend who lived Michigan who came to visit me regularly in Arkansas and I would visit him in Michigan. Whoever was hosting would try to fix the other up with a lady. Many were the times we had gotten the other one laid. Sometimes it was a threesome; in fact, most of the time it was a threesome.
One day my Michigan friend, Ted, dropped in for an unannounced visit. His arrival coincided with my recent conversation with Frances and gave me an idea. I emailed her and asked her if, as her initiation in sexual variety, she would like a threesome with me and my friend. She admitted she was very interested. I told her there would be a twist and she would have to trust me. She assured she loved and trusted me.
Ted and I drove to her house. I told him to wait in the car until I called him in.
I went to the door and let myself in. She had been waiting for me and greeted me with her usual warmth. I returned her kisses with more passion than usual, wanting to warm her up for what I had planned for her. I led her to her bed, laid her down, and slowly undressed her. As I revealed more and more of her flesh I touched her where I knew she liked to be touched. She rewarded my efforts with moans of pleasure. When she was naked I bound her eyes with some neck ties I had brought for the purpose. Then I dimmed the lights and went to the door. I waved Ted inside.
I could tell from the look on his face that Ted was pleased by the surprise I had to offer him. As though we understood the rules from the beginning neither one of us said a word to each other or to Frances.
When Ted and I had undressed, I lay over Frances’s reclining body and gave her more kisses. She was very responsive. I kissed down her chest until I was kissing and suckling on of her nipples. Though her breasts were large, her nipples were very small but they were sensitive. With a wave of my hand I indicated to Ted he should do likewise. As we were both suckling her, I allowed my hand to roam down her belly until I could feel the familiar coarseness of her pubes. Ted’s hands were finding other areas to explore.
As I kissed my way down Frances’s belly, my right hand continued to pinch and fondle her generous breast. I finally reached her pussy and began to nuzzle her secret hair. She arched her back encouraging me to eat her. My tongue found her swollen clit and teased apart the folds of her labia. When she was fully open I began to take nourishment from her feminine fount while I cupped her ass in my hands.
Ted, meanwhile, after satisfying his tactile curiosity by mauling her firm large breasts, stood and placed the tip of his circumcised cock to her lips which she parted to receive him. He held her head firmly while he slid in and out of her mouth being careful not to disturb the bindings on her eyes. I could sense when she climaxed by the tensing of her thighs and the copiousness of her juices.
After we had pleasured her and ourselves for several minutes, and by mutual unspoken consent, we switched places. Now he was enjoying her muskiness while I fucked her face. When I wanted variety, I withdrew from her mouth and resumed sucking her tits or kissing her lips. I looked at Ted and with a lift of my chin, I indicated he should move aside. I replaced his tongue in her open cunt with my rigid cock. I had absolutely no trouble penetrating her, aroused as he was. Ted went back to sucking her tiny nipples. He would not kiss her, however, considering that my sole prerogative. After a while he put his cock in her mouth again. And so it went through the evening: sometimes I’d fuck her pussy sometimes her mouth while Ted filled the orifice I had just left. I did not and could not count the climaxes Frances had. I felt my release was imminent and I’m sure Ted wanted to cum, too.
We didn’t plan who would cum where but as I was fucking her pussy I released a huge load of cum in wave after wave which triggered Frances’s next climax. She began sucking Ted in greater earnest, using her hand to stroke him and initiate his climax. He came with a yell as he filled her pretty mouth with a load of semen which leaked from the corners of her mouth. Weak-kneed and shaking, he sat down on the edge of the bed to rest. When I had recovered sufficiently, I resumed running my hands over her belly and her breasts, murmuring endearments to her.
In a few moments Ted stood and dressed and returned to the car.
I fetched a warm moist wash cloth for Frances and gently cleaned away the cum leaking from her pussy and running into the crack of her ass. I wiped away the viscous cum from the corners of her mouth. I unbound her eyes and lay down with her, drawing her near and expressed my true and undying love for her, kissing her eyes, her nose, her mouth.
I knew I had to leave soon. Ted was waiting in the car. I gave Frances a final kiss and a stroke to her body and left, promising to see her again very soon.
This incident was only the first of many more we shared while she remained in my life.
Poster:
Cousin Chuck