My Only Talent Ch. 49

My Only Talent Ch. 49

Bouncing Baby Boy

Note: The descriptions and accounts in these stories are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events

Nora and Lara puttered around in the kitchen all day, prepping for our evening dinner guest. They put me to work in my capacity as a sous-chef, and I made up a series of brines, marinades, rubs, and sauces to be used for the final dishes. Nora was really putting on the dog: an appetizer, two vegetable dishes, a potato casserole, the baked lamb dish, and Tres Leches cake. With all three of us in close proximity in the relatively small kitchen area, there was lots of opportunity for contact and caresses, and lots of stimulation. The womb rat was also highly active, both by kicking and by making a series of Suzie signal noises that were so loud Nora and I were sure Lara could hear them. But she didn't seem to react to them at all.

When everything was ready for the oven except the lamb, we adjourned to the bathroom so we could shower and change in advance of Rachel's arrival. I decided to resign as sous chef and switch to ass worship leader, but Nora pointed out that the output of her small apartment water heater was quite limited.

"Let's get clean and dry quickly, and then take our time playing with each other. We should probably try to work off the edge before our company arrives, so we are not tempted to be too aggressive too early."

"Just what are your intentions there, Nora?" I was curious. I had been getting a weird vibe from her since we met Rachel at the meat counter, and a strange mix of muted Suzie notes from her and the womb rat.

She laughed. "I don't have any clear intentions, but my hormones are storming. I acted on impulse, but it was a very strong impulse. I don't know where it came from."

"But perhaps Rachel is just expecting dinner and nothing more." I was surprising myself by being the voice of reason.

Lara giggled. "Not true, Robbie. I gave her my best dom look and she quivered like a puppy!"

"I missed that."

"Yep, you were staring at her chest. Can't say I blame you. I'm not sure what Nora has in mind, but I have a few ideas about Rachel myself!"

"Such as?"

"Well, Nora has shared tantalizing details about your domestic routine of dalliance combined with recipe prep. Once everything is in the oven and we have to wait until it finishes cooking, I thought we would try to heat up Rachel a bit, too."

Nora spoke up. "Perhaps Lara will give her orders, which Rachel will be compelled to take. She will make her get down on her knees, and then ..."

............

Rachel arrived at Nora's place at the appointed time -- early afternoon. She had changed to a nice and very low-cut dress and put on more makeup than she wore at the store, and she looked delicious. There were hugs, and then the conversation became highly domestic and centered around food prep. I didn't know what 'Plugra' was or why it was 'better than butter' and I certainly didn't know how to modify recipes if it wasn't available. Nor did I understand all the intricacies of brining, rubbing, trimming and the surprising subtleties of the organic chemistry of lamb proteins and fats. But my history of domestic food prep interspersed with caresses and escalating sexual tension was making me horny. I couldn't pick up any Suzie signals from Lara or Rachel, but Nora and the womb rat were singing a discordant symphony. It was the Suzie equivalent of one of Ralph's favored old vinyl Zappa records -- melodic and off key at the same time.

Suddenly the lamb was sealed into its baking dish and popped into the oven, and we had two hours or so to fill. I felt the tension in the air but was hesitant to speak. I expected Lara to take the dominatrix initiative, but Rachel showed surprising perception. "I assume you three have seen the cookbook that matches meal plans with positions of the Kama Sutra?"

Nora's Suzie rang like a big silver bell had been struck, and little Warren Randolph Roberts sounded like wind chimes tinkling in a breeze. Lara's eyes shook and she put a finger under Rachel's chin. "NO! Tell me more, Rachel."

Rachel began to babble. I inferred she was one of those people who got verbose when she was nervous and excited. It reminded me of some Linux command lines. "When I first started college here, I really got into Kabala, sexual mysticism, orgasmic worship, communal polyandry, and cooking. I learned a lot about myself, and to trust my instincts. I also think it is interesting that your apartment is actually in Somerville, just barely over the line from Cambridge."

Nora looked puzzled. "I noticed that in the lease, but my postal address is Cambridge. Why does it matter?"

Lara spoke up. "I am impressed, Rachel!"

Rachel looked pleased, like a kid who had given her favorite teacher the right answer in class. Lara tilted Rachel's chin up a little and kissed her on the cheek. Rachel quivered, and drew in a deep breath. The Lara put her hands atop Rachel's shoulders and pushed her down to her knees. She looked up at the three of us with eyes as big as saucers.

I looked down her dress at her marvelous breasts, hard-wired mammal that I am.

Lara said, "Tell them why, Rachel!"

She cleared her throat. "Somerville was the first city to pass a local ordinance that legally recognizes polyamorous domestic partnerships."

Lara purred. "Very good! We three are in a long term committed relationship, and I am working out the legal aspects so we can be formally married, a task I will hopefully complete before Nora delivers our first born in three weeks or so."

Rachel turned her eyes to Nora's obviously pregnant belly, only inches away. Nora put a finger under Rachel's chin, too, and Rachel's dark eyes got even bigger, if that was possible. Nora said, "We three are each other's co-stars for life, Rachel, but we do enjoy the occasional guest star! Tonight's episode may feature a beautiful dark-haired girl with perfect breasts! What do you think, Rachel?"

"My instincts tell me to trust Robbie, and by extension, you two." Nice to hear.

Nora bent down and kissed Rachel full on the lips, and Rachel shivered. I had the fever, too.

Lara spoke up. "Being a guest star means you follow the script, and I am writing this episode. Also, everything that happens here between us is strictly private -- never to be discussed with anyone else! Do you understand?"

Rachel smiled beatifically. "Yes, Mistress!" she said, and then shook like a leaf.

Lara gave her the two-kilowatt dominatrix smile. It made me quiver a bit, too. "Rachel, I think Robbie really wants to see your breasts, uncovered and unencumbered! So do I."

Rachel beamed again like that bright kid who knew she had the correct answer. If they wanted breasts, she knew she had the right stuff. She dropped the straps of her dress and the bounty poured out. Some of nature's best work, I thought. I could see the change in her nipples as they stiffened up.

Then she gave us a bit of a hot look of her own. "May I see yours, Mistress?"

Lara knew she had the right stuff, too, and she made a slow strip show of dropping her blouse and bra. I, for one, was captivated. So was Rachel. They looked each other over and began deep breathing. I was already panting.

Nora broke the silence. "I suppose I should, too?" Nora's pregnancy had swelled her already perfect breasts at least one or two bra sizes, and their shape had changed, too. They were fuller, literally, and her nipples stuck out further and looked an even more perfect confection on top. I am sure little Warren Randolph would settle right in. I sure wanted to.

Lara smiled her best superior grin. "Very nice! Rachel, we must make some accommodations for Nora's advanced pregnancy, so we are going to limit vaginal penetrations this evening. Robbie, I would like to see you rub Rachel's nipples with the very end of your cock. I think we would all enjoy that. Don't worry, Nora, we are all going to be paying you plenty of attention soon."

I adopted the old technique that worked so well with Mrs. Douglass back home, just gently circle all around the nipple without actually touching it. The expression on Rachel's face was a joy to behold. My expression must have been pleasant, too.

Nora knelt beside Rachel, cupping her swollen breasts, and offering them up to me. We should have guests for dinner more often. I was enjoying the tracing, and not at all racing, but those marvelous mounds were having an effect on me. I got harder and redder and warmer, and a little clear fluid began to mark the course of my excursions with a reflective trail.

Lara reached down and pinched Rachel's nipples smartly. She squeaked and shivered. "Rachel, you hot little slut, do you want to suck Robbie's cock or eat Nora's pussy?"

Rachel's had that confident right answer expression on her face again. "Both, please Mistress!"

"Smart girls are the best! You may proceed!"

Nora pulled up her skirt, revealing the lack of any panties, and put one leg up on the little kitchen stool decorated with a collage of food photos. Rachel startled with her first glance at Nora's platinum pubes, and then she unveiled a long tongue to match her prominent nose, and it extended and lapped at Nora delicately at first, then moved more aggressively.

"Oh my!" She looked up at Nora in amazement. "You taste incredible!"

Lara laughed. "Another sophomoric conversational mystery solved! Some women do taste different when they are with child! I think she tastes even better than before."

After watching for a few moments, I cleared my throat as a reminder. Rachel pulled back from Nora with a wistful look, then smiled up at me with an almost feral expression. She made pointed eye contact with Lara and Nora, then extended that long tongue just under my cock and lapped at it.

Nora giggled "Show off!"

Rachel giggled too and then slid her whole head forward, completely engulfing me! Her tongue continued to lap the underside of me, and her eyes smiled in triumph. She had already conquered me.

Back toward Nora she went. I waited patiently this time, and when my turn came again it was even better and included strong suction and some throat twisting. Nora tweaked one of my nipples and Lara the other, and I realized I was in trouble.

Lara sounded commanding. "Surrender quickly Robbie! She wants it, and I want you to recover quickly, too."

Rachel switched back to Nora, leaving me quivering with expectations, and Nora quivering too. Rachel spent a long time on Nora, and her Suzie signaled to me an impending orgasm. Rachel left Nora right on the edge and turned towards me. This lady had instincts!

She sucked on my balls and put two fingers under them, massaging gently. Then she stopped and made eye contact with me. "I do want it Robbie! Give it!"

She took me deep into her mouth again and proceeded to bring me just to edge, but then smiled coquettishly and returned her attentions to Nora.

Back and forth, whipping us both into a frenzy. Then Lara took Rachel's hair with her free hand, twisted it into a handle, and pushed her head further towards Nora. Rachel's head made the same forward lurch that an Austin Westlake Road Runner bird makes before they take off running, bobbing her head back and forth and plunging her tongue into Nora. Then she pulled back a little and began making funny up and down and side to side motions. Nora gasped. I realized Rachel was spelling out the alphabet on Nora's clit! Somewhere around "M" or "N" Nora shuddered, and her Suzie rang out an orgasm. It moved through me like a seismic p-wave, and when the subsequent s-wave arrived I knew I could not hold back.

Rachel quicky moved back to me, her pretty face dripping with Nora's squirt, and clamped on just as I let go. Rachel really did want it, and she took it from me, and pretty roughly, too. It felt like my balls got a little smaller as she dragged the last few drops out of them and gulped it down! Girlfriend hall of fame on her first try! Note to self: offer her ass worship later.

By this time Lara had a foot up on that same little stool and was using Rachel's head like a vibrator. It didn't take long for Lara to let out a long satisfied orgasmic growl. We all three were breathing fast and heavy, trying to catch our breath, when the oven timer dinged. Perfect timing!

Rachel giggled. "I guess I had dessert first!"

............

The timer had announced a new round of activity. Things came out of the oven and the refrigerator and came together on the table. We all readjusted our clothes, sat down, and then the conversation became surprisingly normal. The potato dish was a flaky thing of thin sliced potatoes, gruyere cheese, with cinnamon and some other mystery spices. Rachel was fascinated by it. We were fascinated by Rachel and she was in turn fascinated by Nora, and her recipes.

"Where did you get this lamb dish, Nora? I have never heard of it before."

"My Irish great grandmother, who likely got it from hers. I grew up in England, and there was always plenty of mutton and yogurt around."

Rachel looked at all three of us in turn. "If it's not too personal, may I ask how you three ended up together?"

Nora took Rachel's hand. "Things are already quite personal, wouldn't you say, Rachel?"

Rachel smiled. "Wonderfully so. I am rabidly curious, though."

"You are rabidly hot, too, and we are going to have you for a second dessert soon. It is a long story, and complicated, but I will give you the abridged version. Robbie and I lived in the same dorm at ESU in Austin, and he was dating one of my friends, and dating Lara, too. Robbie and I were just friends, at first, but I was attracted to him and to his other girlfriend, but afraid to act on it with either one of them. Lara wanted to explore, shall we say, her submissive side...."

Rachel's eyes got big and she stared at Lara, who she so far had perceived as a total dominatrix, and Lara smirked. "I am a complicated person, Rachel, but you will serve me tonight, make no mistake!"

Rachel grinned. "Yes, Mistress!"

Nora continued. "Robbie told me about wanting to find a way to dominate and humiliate Lara to excite her and asked me to join him in making Lara kneel and please me, but I couldn't work up the nerve to do it. He took my friend instead, and they rocked Lara and each other for some time. Eventually I joined them, but then my friend went back to her old boyfriend, married him, and the three of us ended up in each other's arms." It sounded a lot more reasonable than it had felt at the time, especially for me.

Rachel just smiled.

............

Khalan King was pumped up and flying high when they left the party at Big Bones Jones big house in Barton Creek. He had just met three real NFL players besides Big Bones, some hot groupie girls, and two agents. One of those agents wanted to take him to lunch and talk about his future in the league. He was on his way, man!

Upon leaving Big Bones party, Chrissy turned west on Bee Caves Road to take 620 around to Lakeway. She was looking forward to spending the night with Roger and Khalan, but something about the way Big Bones had acted bothered her. She could tell from the look he gave her at first that he had figured out she was sleeping with both Roger and Khalan, and he looked really jealous and angry, but just for a second. Then he looked cold and calculating. She didn't know it, but that was the same look Big Bones gave an offensive lineman who had just blocked him successfully. It meant he would wait until the next snap, and then do his best to ruin the guy.

Roger hadn't said much since they left the party, but he was thinking furiously fast. He didn't like Big Bones from the jump, even before that inane crack about track and field. He didn't like that he had fucked Chrissy while she was drunk, and he was sure Big Bones had lied to Chrissy all along the way. Also, it didn't feel right that he was suddenly being so nice to Khalan. But Khalan was flying too high right now to hear his suspicions about Big Bones. Maybe he wouldn't listen to him later, either.

............

We all pitched in to clean up the dinner dishes, and when the dishwasher began to churn, Rachel looked at us expectantly. Lara stood tall and took Rachel's chin in her hands again.

"Rachel, relationships are all about risk and trust, aren't they? You must now trust us. Do you?"

"Yes Mistress. I am here for your pleasure!"

"And you consent to our using you in any manner we please to amuse ourselves?"

"Yes Mistress. Anything to please you!"

Lara had done this before when she first worked with the amazing water-skiing Candy, and she had whispered her after dinner plan to Nora and me. Ramp up her excitement with threats of submission and hints of pain, but then concentrate on her pleasure, not ours. Keep 'em guessing!

Lara dramatically brought out her box of toys, making sure Rachel saw them all. Then she went into the bedroom and came back with a dozen silk scarves. She kept the tablecloth that had been on the table for our dinner in place, and laid Rachel out on it, naked, like a fresh fruit dessert buffet offered after the Tres Leches cake.

Two scarves secured her arms above her head, tied tightly to the chair at the head of the table. Rachel's breasts stood up and looked like two big perfect cantaloupes in an invisible sack. Her two ankles were similarly tied to two chair legs on the opposite end, starching her out marvelously. Then two more scarves looped around her knees and tied together under the table pulled them apart almost obscenely. Rachel began to breathe much more rapidly. Lara put one pillow under Rachel's head and another under her hips, pushing her pelvis up for even greater vulnerability and exposure.

Lara began her narration. "Do you suppose Rachel has any idea what is about to happen to her?"

Nora laughed. "She seems to have an active imagination, but she may not be able to anticipate this!" Nora took two old style wooden clothespins from her toy box and played with them briefly.

"Such nice nipples, but I would like to see them stimulated a little more!" She took one of the clothespins and rubbed Rachel's nipple gently with it, then clasped it on roughly. Rachel gasped. Nora took the other clothespin and slapped Rachel's other breast smartly with one hand, then clipped it too. Rachel began chugging her breath noisily and struggled with her legs against the scarves holding them.

Lara took two more pillows and put one on each side of Rachel's head. "Those are for my knees, Rachel!"

Rachel shivered.

I got into the spirit of things and pulled up chair at the corner of the table near Rachel's feet and used one of the feathers from Lara's toy box to tickle her. Rachel apparently had never been tickled as an erotic after dinner act. She turned red all over and began to shake feverishly. I suppose I might as well take advantage of that.

Lara egged me on. "Robbie, would you be our first taster tonight?"

"I would be honored." I bent over the table and sampled Rachel's lovely wetness with delight. She shook even more. I got her wetter and then announced, "Piquant but very pleasing!"

Lara took over for me. Rachel was squirming vigorously. "Tart and sweet. I approve." Lara then devoted herself to bringing Rachel off, and accomplished it quickly. Rachel made some very cute noises, and then her arms and legs strained against the scarves like she was trying to swim.

Nora tapped me on the shoulder, cutting in to dance with Rachel, I assumed. She had to bend at an angle to accommodate her pregnant belly and then aggressively plunged her lips and tongue onto Rachel. I am unsure exactly which hormones were doing what to whom, but Rachel responded very well. She groaned and chugged and came at least three times. I could even hear a hint of a Suzie signal from Rachel, perhaps relayed through Nora, and harmonizing with Nora's own raucous tones.