Felicity Ch. 03

Monday, November 25, 2013

Felicity Ch. 03: Helen

It's odd how people bond sometimes. I am a man rapidly approaching middle age and my best friend for the last few years has been a lesbian. I am nearly fifteen years older than she is, only seven years younger than her father, four younger than her mother.

That I was her best friend there was no doubt as it was me she called at three AM on a Saturday morning to come bail her out of jail.

Her former lover's new girlfriend had taunted Helen at a lesbian club causing her to do considerable damage to the new girlfriend, and minor damage to a bouncer.

Not that Helen was a formidable specimen; she was small of stature and weight. But she was a redhead.

I took care of bail for Miss Helen MacDuff and took her to my home; I did not want her to spend the night alone. The love she lost was the third such disaster in four years. Helen had again gone past the self-preservation mode and thrown herself wholeheartedly into the affair. She had apparently reached her limit of hurt that night.

She had hugged me tightly when I met her as she was released but did not say a word on the ride home. I sent her into the shower while I fixed sandwiches and hot chocolate for us. I heard her come out of the bathroom and called to her. She joined me in the kitchen after a minute wearing one of my t-shirts, not a rare occurrence.

We ate mostly in silence, her face alternating between helpless despair and anger. After putting things away I took us to bed. I had a one-bedroom condo and a queen size bed. I had a sofa bed but decided I still did not want her out of my sight. Her mood scared me.

We settled in bed and I quickly molded my body to her back and put an arm around her. I kissed her cheek. I told her I loved her.

Suddenly she was wracked by sobs. She tried to flee the bed but I held on to her and turned her to me so she would literally have a shoulder to cry on. Amid the sobs she vented her frustrations, regrets, anger. Her rants continued for nearly an hour, her tears for half an hour after that. Eventually she was drained and fell asleep in my arms. I dozed off soon after.

A creature of habit, I was having my coffee by 7 AM that morning. Helen was in deep slumber. She needed it.

I dressed and called a cab. When it arrived I picked up Helen's keys and went to get her car. When I returned she was still asleep.

Going without sleep was a skill I had lost years before so I undressed and crawled back into bed with her.

I awoke when she stirred, it was noon. I wore only boxer shorts to bed and my dick was out and hard, jammed between Helen's ass cheeks. It was looking for a pussy it sensed was near. Helen had worn only my t-shirt to bed and it had crawled up to her waist during the night. She was awake.

"That thing better not be thinking it can crawl into any hole of mine," she said.

"Don't mind it. Even though it has a head in does very little thinking."

Helen giggled but did not move away. My dick jumped.

"Tell it to stop that."

"Leave her alone you thoughtless monster," I told it.

"I see your hand does very little thinking too."

My hand had crawled under the shirt and was gently caressing a fine tit.

"Oh, no. I meant to do that. I've always wanted to."

She giggled and pulled herself away just enough to lie on her back.

"Damn I wish you were a woman sometimes."

"I wish you were a woman too," I said.

That won me an elbow in the ribs and a bite on the shoulders. A short wrestling match later her body lay partially over mine and we were in a soft embrace. I kissed her softly and said, "Lets do lunch."

"Afraid of me huh? You pussy."

"No. You pussy. Me dick."

That got me pushed off the bed. Eventually we dressed and I took her out to lunch. She was in a much better mood than I expected all day. I took her to a restaurant by the bay and we walked on the boardwalk as we ate ice cream.

It was late afternoon by the time we made it back to my condo. She dressed and went home only to return an hour later with a suitcase and some dresses on a hanger.

"My apartment was trashed", she said. "I had forgotten that the slut still has a key. The manager said she would have the lock changed but it will be next week. In the meantime you have a roommate."

I helped her carry her stuff in and helplessly watched her take over half my closet and over half of my dresser.

I took a shower while she made up the bed. After that was done I ordered pizza and a cable movie while she took a shower. We settled on the sofa to watch the movie and eat pizza and drink cold beer. Me in my boxer shorts, she in my t-shirt. A perfect Saturday night between buddies.

I had ordered a romantic comedy; thinking it would keep her mood light but not knowing the film had racy sex scenes throughout. Soon the pizza was forgotten and we were taking large gulps of our beers. Thanks to the pause button I was able to take trips to the fridge to replenish us.

On one such trip, as I was placing Helen's beer in her hand, my dick jumped out of my shorts. She took little notice of it although she did look. She had seen it and felt it that morning so she was apparently OK with my exposure.

When I sat I decided to let my cock stay out and get some air, it had been suffocating inside my shorts. Helen did take note of that and raised her butt off the sofa pulling the t-shirt to her thighs. My dick saw her shaved pussy and jumped.

"Tell that thing to not get its hopes up," Helen said as she traced her pussy lips with her fingertips.

I began to assuage my disappointed cock as she lost herself in her masturbation. As time went by I found myself looking a lot more at Helen and she spent more and more time looking at me. I saw her eyes flutter and her body tense. She groaned so deeply, so loudly, that it seemed impossible that such a sound could come from such a small body. I watched in awe as a second then a third orgasm followed the first. It ended with a gasp for breath.

I had been so fascinated by her orgasm that I had stopped masturbating. Helen had recovered enough to give my dick and me a plaintive look. I resumed stroking and, probably because of Helen's intensive gaze, I was soon erupting on the carpet, my leg, and my hand. I had to take my own gasp for breath.

"Men are such slobs, so messy," Helen said on her way to the bathroom to get a towel.

As soon as she returned I pointed out the very wet spot on my sofa. "Speaking of messy people," I said.

She started to wipe that up first but I stopped her and said, "Wait, wait a second," as I buried my nose in the cushion and sat up with a smile, licking my lips. Helen jumped on me and tried to push my face into the cushion. In the ensuing wrestling her juices and my cum became smeared on both of us.

We came to rest with her on my lap. I kissed her tenderly.

Lip to lip kisses were common between us but this was one of the few soft lingering kisses.

As she hugged me she said, "Watching you was neat. That was the first dick I have ever seen erupt. Had you masturbated for a woman before?"

"Yes, it seems to be a standard request. Have you masturbated for women?"

"Yes, it seems to be a standard request," she said with a smile. "You are the first man to watch me. Have you masturbated for a man?"

"Not yet," I said with a mischievous grin.

"I loved watching you. Feel free to masturbate in my presence anytime," I said.

"We need a shower, you want to go first?"

"Together" she answered as she pulled me up from the sofa.

We bumped into each other in the shower often but neither took liberties with the others body. She liked the water hotter than I was comfortable with so I did not linger. I did softly kiss her again as I stepped out.

I put the pizza in the oven and wiped the evidence of our session from all surfaces. I had not put on any clothes and when Helen rejoined me she was nude as well. She had two towels and placed them on the sofa.

I hated to tell her about old men but said, "Sweetie, it is highly unlikely I will need the towel again tonight. One of the penalties of getting old is the extended recovery time. I have in fact become jealous of women's sexuality. Multiple orgasms and fast recovery only for women is just not fair."

"Poor old man. But you did say I could do it anytime. We have not seen half the movie. I'll try not to distract you from it. Pretend there isn't a beautiful naked woman sitting next to you with her fingers in her pussy."

"Right," I said.

I pressed the button on the remote and for a while we were content to just watch the movie. After the pizza had been consumed I paused the movie again to get rid of the box and crumbs and replace our beers. We settled on the sofa closer to each other than we had been previously. Our thighs were touching.

When the movie reached the climactic romantic love scene Helen put one leg over mine and began to tease her clit. I had already lost interest in the movie so I turned towards her and watched her. My dick was still too groggy to be of use but it did achieve some fullness thanks to the erotic vision next to me. I really did love watching her.

The speed of the finger on her clit increased. Two fingers on her other hand were buried deep in her pussy. Without thinking I reached for a tit and rolled the nipple between my finger and thumb. "Harder," she said.

I complied while putting an arm behind her shoulder, leaning over and nibbling gently on her neck. I felt her orgasmic groan before I heard it. As she lost control she turned her face to me and I covered her mouth with mine. Our tongues met and slid past each other. I felt her spasms on my thigh. I softened the kiss until she pulled back for a gulp of air. I hugged her to me and kissed her cheek, her ear, and her neck. She slumped against me with a sigh. She was shaking.

"I have not had a cum that intense in ages, " she said.

"I haven't seen a cum that intense in ages," I said.

We held each in silence for a while until Helen stood and said, "I'm going to bed. I am exhausted."

I cleaned up and put her pussy juice soaked towel in the hamper. By the time I crawled into bed with her she was in sound sleep. I kissed her cheek and her shoulder as I molded my body against hers. Although we were both still naked I slept soundly too.

The soft touch of hands on my groin awakened me. My eyes found Helen sitting between my thighs, inspecting my balls.

"Good morning," she said. "Just looking. I have never had the chance to look at these things before. The only dick to fuck me was after the prom and I never saw it.

When the guy dropped me off Jana was waiting and followed me out of the car. She had told her mother we were having an after prom slumber party and followed me into the house. My parents were asleep in their downstairs bedroom so we tiptoed up the stairs to my room. I had no sooner closed the door than she pulled me to her and kissed me passionately. I was returning her passion in a millisecond.

We undressed quickly and I soon had her naked body under mine. I feasted on her tits. I loved the feel of an aroused nipple in my mouth. I rubbed my face on her pubic hair. I kissed her pussy lips. It was intoxicating."

By this part of Helen's narrative my cock was as hard as ever, Helen was now straddling my thighs, her pussy over my balls. She was slowly masturbating my cock as if it was hers.

"Jana knew she was gay by the time she was fifteen. She knew I was gay before I did. She had told me that we would lose our virginity twice that night. She had been with my dates brother in the front seat. Now I understood what she meant.

I was so proud I could get her off again and again. I wanted my mouth at her pussy forever. She pushed me away eventually, telling me she had no pussy left, that I had eaten all of it. I kissed her lips so she could taste herself. She wanted to taste me.

She did not eat me up as I had done her. She made slow gentle love to my pussy. She brought me to the edge of orgasm then pulled back just enough that I teetered on the edge then fell back. I was begging her, pleading with her to please finish me off. She suddenly picked up speed. Her lips clamped down on my clit as she plunged two, then three fingers into me. I felt a finger go into my ass. I came so hard I really did see stars. I may have blacked out. I was trembling."

When Helen described her journey to orgasm with Jana she acted out the narrative on my dick. She was stroking me slowly when Jana was eating her slowly. When Jana picked up the pace so did Helen. When she described her explosive cum I erupted into mine, my most satisfying in years.

I was coming back to Earth when I noticed Helen was finishing off a cum of her own. She was still stroking my dick and I saw that her clit was rubbing against the underside of my cock. She had masturbated with my dick.

I reached for her and pulled her up to me, smearing the cum covering her chest and mine. As her pussy slid past my cock its head briefly slid in.

"Can't you get that thing to behave?" she said before kissing me. She adjusted her body so that the head of my cock pressed on her clit as my cock rested between her pussy lips. I began to suspect she liked how it felt.

"So what happened after Jana finished getting you off?" I asked.

"She came up and after kissing me fiercely she said that was the most beautiful moment in her life. I knew it was the most beautiful moment in mine.

We remained lovers until the second semester of our freshman year in college. By then our lust for each other had cooled so we started out to seduce as many other girls as we could, as you may have noticed," she added with a giggle.

"One of those girls could not accept her experience with us. She had orgasm after orgasm for us. She ate both of our pussies. She kissed us passionately on her way out of our dorm room.

But she could not accept being a lesbian. She confessed her distress to her mother, who called the dean, who called my parents, and my father has not welcomed me home since.

Jana decided to ride out the storm and outed herself, her mother backed her up but she already knew Jana was gay anyway. Jana's mother helped my mother understand that I was just different, not good or bad, just different. I am sure Mom would have been fine with the whole incident had my Dad had allowed her. She is my biggest supporter now that she is separated from Dad."

I kissed her tenderly. I had correctly guessed the cause of the rift between her and her father.

Helen lay her head on my shoulders and was soon asleep. I enjoyed her bare breasts on my chest.

All three girls had been students in my freshman Biology class that semester although the third girl, Dawn, was a junior catching up with a requisite class. I had seen their byplay. I had over twenty female students in that class but it only took Helen and Jana three weeks to seduce the first one and by Thanksgiving every girl that did not mind being seduced by them had been seduced including Dawn.

They both knew I found their antics amusing and they had started flirting with their old science professor.

Dawn had presented herself to Helen while in my lab. She had volunteered herself to her and I reported it as so to the dean.

I did not need to do anything further since the girl readily admitted she had done just that. No penalties were administered to Jana or Helen or Dawn by the university and Jana's life barely registered a blip.

But Helen's grades and attitude plummeted during the second semester. In an attempt to get her out of her funk I had befriended her and made her a lab assistant for the summer session just to keep her busy and give her the opportunity to stay in her dorm.

Her music tutor was at the university during the summer conducting camps and Helen became his assistant too so she was very busy.

Her mother came up to see her twice. We met.

By the end of the summer Helen had returned to her usual bouncy self and had proclaimed me her guru. Three years later after she graduated and secured her own science classroom we had become best friends.

I was also happy that her mother Amanda had again become very close with her oldest daughter. I liked Helen's mother a lot and Amanda had been the only knowingly married woman I had ever fucked.

I knew why her mother was so anxious to fuck me; I was being rewarded for being a father figure to her baby.

I was reminiscing about my long weekend with her mother when Helen awoke.

"You are thinking of when you fucked Mom, aren't you?"

"How do women do this? " I thought. Then I noticed my cock had been remembering too and had begun to stir.

"She loved fucking you. Mom still calls it the best three day weekend she has ever had. She may even love you.

She and Dad have been separated for four years now and there is no chance of they getting back together. Why don't you take her to some isolated resort on the Mexican Gold Coast for a week. That should be enough to tell you two something.

Anyway, wouldn't it be fun to have a step-daughter that is your jack-off buddy?"

By the time Helen finished her last outrageous statement I had decided a week away with her mother was a damn good idea.

But some father figure I was now. Amanda's daughter was naked, draped over my naked body and sticky with cum.

"How is her MacDuff Realty doing?"

"It is about to pick up. A new firm has decided to build three housing projects in Felicity. She has preferred status with them and has already sold two houses even though a shovel has not been turned."

"That's nice."

A few minutes of silence later Helen placed her lips on my neck and said, "Mom told me that when I decided I wanted to try cock again it should be yours. She loves the way you kiss her. She loves how you make her feel like she is the most important woman on Earth to you.

I now understand why. Thanks.

I do love you in a sort of incestuous way. I know you love me in non incestuous way although I think we have blurred that line this weekend."

Helen wiggled her hips allowing the head of my cock to slide between her pussy lips. Much to my surprise my cock noticed where it was.

"How long before this thing works again?" she asked as she again wiggled her hips allowing the head of my cock to slip completely past her pussy lips.

Five minutes later after a series of soft loving kisses my cock was growing deeply into her pussy.