The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

Jemima's sniffle from the doorway interrupted them. Turning, Leslie saw Jemima sobbing and stricken as she looked at the pair. "I'm sorry, Leslie," Jemima tearfully said. "I wasn't meaning to toy with your emotions; I just wanted to have some fun with you. If I'd known I would hurt you, I would never have walked back into your bar."

Quickly walking over to the sobbing woman, Leslie wrapped her strong arms around Jemima. "This isn't anyone's fault, baby girl," Leslie assured her. "And, it has been fun, more fun than this big old dyke thought she could ever have with someone as beautiful as you. Just sometimes I wish I could have someone for me, you know?"

"I understand," Jemima replied. "Until I met Cillian, I didn't think love would ever find me, either. I'd gotten so desperate for love that I almost agreed to my arranged marriage just so I could have someone."

Tina joined the hug, feeling sorry for her gentle-giant butch friend. She angrily asked, "You're a married lesbian having a little fun behind your sugar daddy's back, right?"

"No, she's not," Angela firmly stated from the doorway. "Cillian, her husband, is at least five years younger than Jem and probably earns less than a third of what Jem does. Jemima's a radiologist with The Royal Children's; Cillian's a labourer."

"So, what's this, then?" Tina asked, angry for her dearest friend.

Unwilling to let go of Leslie, Jemima clung to her and sniffed, "I'm bisexual with a strong preference for women. Yet, somehow, I fell in love with a big, dumb, lummox of an AFL player. Cillian has an inner strength to him that I find irresistible, but I need female lovers in my life. Plus, I love watching Cillian fuck nubile young wenches like my friend Angela here."

"You cruise for women to take home to your husband?" Tina sneeringly said. "Do you expect Leslie the lezzie to fuck your husband? Do you expect me to? Where is this asshole, anyway? Waiting in the bedroom for you to bring his prizes to him?"

"In Bali," Angela said. "Look, Leslie," she added, turning to the powerfully built woman. "You know I'm the one that Jem picked up last month. I've been fucking Jemima and Cillian for more than a month now, and they're about as genuine as they get. Jemima's biggest turn-on is to be made helpless and forced to watch as Cillian fucks me every which way.

"Jemima loves eating my pussy as Cillian fucks me, but she especially likes eating Cillian's cum out of my cunt or arse. After that, Jem and I make love together while we wait for Cillian to recharge. Until Jem picked me up in your bar, I'd never had sex with a woman before. Now? Now, Gawddamn! I love eating her sweet and spicy pussy. Jemima's cunt positively flows when she's turned on, and I love to slurp up every single drop.

"So, if you two don't want to play, fuck off and stop hurting my friend!"

Impressed with Ange's vehemence, Tina said, "You're almost as defensive of your friend as I am of mine."

"What can I say?" Angela asked. "I love the gorgeous bitch!"

Tina looked at Leslie and shrugged. "Up to you, babe," she said.

"So, all I have is this week?" Leslie questioned. "It's just some great sex, and then, 'thanks for that' and 'don't call me, I'll call you'?"

"I need a masculine woman in my life," Jemima sobbed. "Just like I need the softness from someone like A2, Angela. But I'm never leaving Cillian, and I don't know if he'll accept me fucking a butch lesbian. If you want to play with me beyond this week, you'll have to meet my husband and work it out with him."

"I'd have to fuck him?" Leslie sneered. "Like that's going to happen!"

"No!" Jemima denied. "I'd like you both to double-team me, but if you or he can't do that, then I hope he'll let me see you anyway. Even if only for a few hours at a time."

"And when he discovers who you've been fucking this week?" Tina queried.

Ange answered for Jemima. "Cillian's in Bali fucking as many sluts and ladyboys as he can find. He's in no position to object to Jemima fucking anyone. Especially when it's not another man!"

"But you would never be my girl?" Leslie asked sadly.

"Not permanently," Jemima admitted. "But I'd be yours as much as I can be whenever we're together. Can you accept that?"

Leslie thought furiously as she considered what Jemima could offer. If she was honest with herself, she found the thought of 'double-teaming' Jemima with a man intriguing and exciting. Plus, if Jem was prepared to share the likes of Angela with her, too, then Leslie would be swimming in more pussy than she'd had since her army days. It wasn't love or an exclusive full-time relationship, but it sounded like Jemima wanted her in her life semi-regularly but permanently. Well, assuming her husband agreed.

Making a decision, Leslie hugged Jemima tightly to her broad chest. "Let's see how the next few days go. If it works, I'll meet with you and your husband after he's returned and see what he says."

"Does this mean we get to fuck after all?" Angela jokingly asked.

"I'm keen," Jemima unequivocally said. "Leslie?"

Gazing lustfully at the nineteen-year-old Angela, Leslie said, "I'm in. Tina?"

"My cunts been on fire since you two bitches ignited it this morning," Tina growled. "So, I'm game."

"It's unanimous, then," Angela giggled before dropping her sarong, revealing a minuscule pink bikini, and running for the pool.

As Tina and Leslie turned to admire A2's sexily swinging ass, Jemima dropped her robe. Her bikini was a translucent white and covered less than Angela's. Wispy black pussy hairs leaked from its sides. "Last one in has to suck Cillian's cock!" She challenged before pretending to race for the door. Laughing, Leslie took off after Angela, lumbering across the floor.

"No fair!" Tina protested. "I have to put these steaks away before they spoil."

"I'll get them," Jemima offered. "I don't mind sucking my husband's enormous cock."

Tina waited until Jem had placed the steaks in the bar-long fridge under the counter. She hugged the surprised woman and said, "Leslie's good people, okay? But she's emotionally quite fragile. Don't lie to her, and don't pretend you can offer more than you can because if you hurt her, I'll come looking for you."

"I think she'll already hurt if Cillian won't let her see me again," Jemima pointed out. "But I doubt that Cillian will deny me my desires, so she and I will be able to play. However, I can't help it if Leslie gets hurt because she wants more than I can offer."

"Can you love her?" Tina asked.

"I think I already do," Jemima admitted.

"That's all I can ask," Tina replied.

Jemima looked out her open glass sliding door, "Looks like Leslie's kissing your date," she stated matter-of-factly.

"What?" Tina gasped, turning toward where Jemima looked.

Ange's thighs were wrapped around the butch lesbian's hips, and her arms around the woman's neck. A2's bikini top had already been discarded, and she was exchanging a passionate tongue kiss with Leslie. Leslie's hands roamed over the pretty teenager's ass as she ground her 'cock' against Ange's pussy.

Ange spotted Jem and Tina watching. "She's got a cock!" Ange excitedly exclaimed, thrusting her pudenda against Leslie's boxer briefs-covered 'dick'.

Leslie, who had reinserted her double-ended dildo after her shower and who'd pulled her low-cut jeans off before jumping into the pool, chuckled and moved her hands to cover Angela's peach-sized breasts. Leslie's fingers unerringly found A2's nipples and began strumming them.

Angela groaned before she insistently pulled Leslie's T-shirt above her breasts. Bending at her mid-back, Angela gobbled one of Leslie's remnant breasts into her mouth, sucking eagerly and moaning softly.

"Fuck this," Tina muttered. "I'm going in."

Peeling off her button-down shirt and dropping her denim shorts, leaving her wearing a blue shearer's singlet and male silk boxers, Tina bombed into the pool, showering the other two with a wave of water.

More sedately, Jemima followed. Easing into the water, she glided across to Ange and Leslie, arriving in time to see Tina taking the gorgeous raven-haired beauty from Leslie and into her arms. Jemima swiftly took A2's place. She also ground her throbbing pussy against the bullish-looking woman's 'cock'.

"Do you have a cock, too?" Angela innocently asked, unaware that Leslie's 'dick' wasn't real.

"Yes, I do," Tina reassured her.

"Where is it?" Angela naively asked, feeling around Tina's crotch.

"In my bag inside," Tina straight-facedly said.

Ange and Jemima hadn't used toys on each other yet. In Cillian, they had all the toy they needed. Cillian's ability to last before and quickly rejuvenate after cumming meant even when they fucked him together, Cillian usually wore the girls out before he was utterly satiated.

"Oh," Angela embarrassedly muttered. "Geez, I'm such a dope!"

"You didn't need to stop groping," Tina teased. "You're causing something to stiffen, at least!"

"Oh, but Tina," Ange teased back. "You're so wet! How can you also be stiff?"

Moving to the pool's edge, Tina lifted the raven-haired youngster onto the pool's surrounds and lowered her head.

"Yeah, we've got neighbours," Jem pointed out. "Topless is okay. At night, with the lights out, we can probably get away with naked. But fucking around the pool in the daylight will earn us a visit by the cops. Some of my neighbours seem unhappy with Cillian's and my mixed marriage, and they take every opportunity to dob us in."

"It's your backyard," Leslie complained. "Surely you can do as you wish?"

"With twenty-foot high houses beside eight-foot high fences, we have no expectation of privacy. Therefore, any act considered licentious or obscene can be prosecuted. Most of us, if we see a couple fucking, either avidly watch, or if we find the couple repulsive, ignore them. Some busybodies watch until they get their jollies and then call the cops to complain."

"How do you know they wait before they call?" Tina asked.

Jemima explained, "Despite twice having fucked out here for over three hours, and many times other than that for an hour or more, we've never been interrupted, if you get my drift."

Keeping their play just inside the borders of decency, the butch and feminine women took the time to explore each other's bodies. A2 found Tina's hard-muscled body intriguing, but the large, bullish Leslie had her pussy positively drooling. At every opportunity, Ange either backed her tightly toned ass onto Leslie's solid 'cock' or hopped into Leslie's embrace and rubbed her tingling cunt against it.

Eventually, after twice warning Angela and Leslie to 'keep it decent', Jemima suggested they take it upstairs to the guestroom. Angela occasionally slept there so she could show Leslie the way.

A2 slid through the water to Jemima, "Sorry, Jem," she said. "I seem to have stolen your date."

"I'll repeat the warning Tina gave me, honey," Jemima said as she embraced her young lover warmly. "Leslie has a big but somewhat fragile heart. Be clear about what you're offering her, and don't break it. Otherwise, have fun, and we'll see you for dinner."

Angela smiled appreciatively before swimming back to Leslie. She whispered something in the beefy woman's ear, and they swam to the pool's edge, got out, and, holding hands, walked inside. At the bottom of the stairs, Ange delightedly squealed when Leslie picked her up and carried her upstairs.

Smiling at their antics, Jemima swam to where Tina leaned against the pool on her elbows, her body and feet dangling in the water. Pressing her firm, shapely body against the leanly muscled older woman, Jemima suggested, "Want to join me in the hot tub?"

"It's a bit warm for a hot tub, isn't it?" Tina questioned.

"Well," Jemima corrected. "It's more tepid than hot. Perfect for soaking sore feet after a busy day."

"Sure," Tina agreed, turning and climbing from the pool. Her eyes widened when she saw the hot tub was in a hedged alcove with an opaque net over the top.

"We needed somewhere we could enjoy some outdoor play," Jemima grinned.

"What's with the young pussy sniffer?" Tina asked. "She a lesbian?"

"Angela's only begun exploring her sexuality, desires and fantasies," Jemima explained. "So far, she's found eating pussies and sucking cocks is fun. She's learnt that anal sex, when done correctly, is incredible and threesomes exquisite. Now, she's experiencing the pleasures one can receive from a talented, butch dyke, lover. Hopefully, later, she'll discover the joys to be had when two women fuck her."

"And what will you be doing when we fuck her?" Tina asked.

Lowering her eyes, Jemima quietly said, "You heard what my biggest turn-on is, right?"

Tina looked at her friend's lover, a million things racing through her mind. "You're submissive," she stated, sure she was right.

"Yes," Jemima admitted.

"You'll submit to Leslie?"

Jem shook her beautiful head, "I submit to Cillian only. Only he will I ever call Mistress or Master. But I want to be made helpless and forced to watch you fuck A2 into oblivion. Then I want to be forced to eat your cunts until you're satiated. Only then do I ask you to free me so I can get off. If you want, you can take turns fucking me."

"Come and sit in my lap with your back to me," Tina commanded.

Lowering her eyes again, Jemima complied. Tina pushed her left hand under Jemima's armpit and lightly gripped Jem's left breast, her forefinger and thumb softly tweaking the dusky-skinned woman's turgid nipple. Tina's right hand snaked across Jemima's firmly toned tummy and delved through the wispy hair above Jem's clitoris. Finding Jemima's tiny, blood-engorged pleasure nub, Tina split her first two fingers and slid them over it, along Jemima's swollen pussy lips and dipped them into her cunt.

"How badly do you need to cum, my little pussy muncher?" Tina queried.

"Very badly, Ms Tina," Jemima confirmed.

Tina shifted her hands onto the tub's edge and lifted her tight ass onto it. "Make me cum first," she demanded, almost unable to believe her best friend's lover was about to lick her flaming with desire pussy.

Initially, Jemima tilted her head back and lapped at Tina's swelteringly hot vulva. However, that proved ineffective, so she quickly turned and knelt on the tub's seat. Balancing on Tina's lewdly spread knees, Jemima lowered her mouth and, looking appealing up through her eyelashes, pushed her tongue out and swiped it along Tina's slit up onto Tina's heavily hooded clitoris. Realising Tina wouldn't feel much with her clit hooded, Jemima used her thumbs to peel back the muscular woman's clitoral hood and repeated the action.

"Yesssss!" Tina hissed as Jemima encircled her (Tina's) exposed pleasure button with her lips and lashed it with her tongue. Tina typically had to teach her lovers how to do this, so she enjoyed Jem's instinctive actions. Tina crested quickly, but she tried to suppress her orgasmic response, hoping Jemima would continue. Jemima did!

Delighting in her leanly muscled lover's sweet essences, Jemima slid her velvety tongue from past Tina's entrance, onto and into her vulva, along her slippery slit and onto her hooded clit. Tina helped by using her fingers to pull back her heavy clitoral hood and expose her clitoris.

'She's good,' Tina realised as a particular forceful suck brought her close to orgasm again. Tina couldn't help but blow again when Jemima's index finger unexpectedly rimmed her tiny rosebud. Pulling the tall, svelte Indian woman up, Tina kissed her passionately as her fingers delved through Jemima's wispy black pussy hair and onto her button. Sliding over it, Tina dipped two fingers into Jem's juicy cunt and thumbed her button.

Jemima moaned into Tina's mouth as Tina's fingers hooked and lightly scratched over her G-spot. But it wasn't until Tina grasped Jemima's crinkly-hard nipple and twisted and pulled that Jemima climaxed. As she came, Jem's sweet, spicy fluids gushed over Tina's fingers. Smiling, Tina brought her fingers to her mouth and licked and sucked Jemima's fluids from them.

"Are we using the outside BBQ?" Tina asked. "Or doing them inside?"

Jemima pointed to the wood and charcoal barbeque beside the tub and said, "I'll start the fire. By the time I make the salads and prepare some potatoes to go in the embers, it should be ready for the steaks."

"I'll get this started," Tina replied, spotting newspaper and kindling already prepared in the storage area beside the BBQ. "You start on the salads and potatoes."

"Done," Jemima agreed, unselfconsciously strutting almost naked across her lawn and disappearing inside.

Reaching her living room, Jem stopped momentarily and listened to the sounds of her young friend being vigorously fucked by her beefy lover. By A2's orgasmic squeals, she was relishing the experience. Jemima briefly wondered if there could be more than just sex between the pair upstairs. Tina and Leslie's earlier story had hurt her heart, and Jemima hoped that Leslie could find love even if it meant losing her (Jemima's) teenage lover.

Tina, having set the fire, wasn't long after Jemima to come inside. She joined the beautiful Indian woman at the kitchen bench and began washing potatoes to be smeared with butter and chives before being wrapped in tin foil. Once Tina had washed and wrapped four large spuds, she took them out and carefully pushed them into the fire.

Returning to Jem's kitchen, Tina opened the fridge and took out another 500 ml Heineken can. Popping the tab, she took a big swallow before belching appreciatively and wiping her lips. "Good beer," she acknowledged before taking another swig.

Jemima studied the muscular, masculine-looking woman before her as she washed cos lettuce leaves, ready to be turned into a Caesar salad. Tina hadn't changed, and her silk boxers dripped water onto Jem's floors. Jemima glanced at the woman's flat chest, noticing the large nipples that had crinkled against Tina's, chilly from the air conditioning, singlet. Jemima silently walked to her linen cupboard and brought back an enormous fluffy towel. Handing it to the handsome woman, Jemima let the backs of her hands 'accidentally' brush across Tina's extended breast nubs.

Taking the towel in one hand, Tina grabbed Jemima's wrist and forced Jem's hand into her boxers' fly. Pressing Jemima's fingers against her sweltering cunt, Tina growled, "Unless you want me to put on my strap-on and bend you over this counter, stop playing with my tits!"

"Why wouldn't I want you to do that?" Jemima purred, her pussy clenching and unclenching at the thought of being fucked by this handsome butch-looking woman.

"Because you've got salads to make, and I've got lamb steaks to burn," Tina kidded, pulling Jemima's hand out and forcing it against Jemima's barely covered slit. Tina manipulated Jem's fingers against Jemima's button and forcefully kissed the milk chocolate-coloured woman.

Tina delighted in feeling Jemima's puffy nipples stiffening against her cold, singlet-covered breasts. She knew the chilly singlet caused some of their stiffness, but most was by Jemima's swiftly peaking arousal.

'She's got to be the most willing slut I've ever come across,' Tina thought. 'I wonder if she goes cruising for chicks because her husband's a dud root."

Before Tina could take her seduction of the beautiful Indian woman any further, Leslie led the brightly blushing Angela in. At Leslie's request, A2 had found one of Jemima's leather collars and stainless steel leash and given them to the bullish-looking woman. Leslie, by the expedient of grasping the nipples on Ange's lush breasts and dragging down, had forced Angela to her knees. With Angela kneeling and looking fetchingly up at her, Leslie had collared and leashed the raven-headed beauty.

Jemima was about to intervene and protest on her friend's behalf when she saw how heavily A2's arousal flowed down her inner thighs and how Ange's musky, sexually aroused scent filled the air around her.