“Help me play with her.”
I don’t know how Aubrey figured out that Tilly was into girls. She also seemed to know that Tilly liked to be tied up and made helpless. We attacked the poor girl and began to play ‘I can do it better.’ Tilly had no idea who would do what next, and all of it brought her pleasure. She seemed to have had four big orgasms when the game changed. It was our turn for pleasure, and we used Tilly to get it.
I straddled Tilly’s chest, pushed her soft breasts together, and pushed my member between them. As I slowly did her chest, she tilted her head down so she could capture the head between her lips. Aubrey scissored her legs between Tilly’s and mashed their mounds together. The sound of sex would have made ideal background noise for a porn video. Both women were vocal sex partners.
“I’m there!” I called out.
Aubrey physically pulled me out of Tilly’s mouth and deep-throated me. I felt my sack tighten.
“Aubrey … AUbrey … AUBREY!” I cried as I shot deep in her throat.
As she swallowed, it brought me yet more pleasure.
When I finally caught my breath, I was still rock-hard. It was going to be one of those nights where I could go forever. I found a condom and put it on, then used my dick-slap move on Tilly that Raven, the hooker in Georgia, had taught me. I smiled when the direct stimulation to her button caused her to climax before I entered her.
Aubrey had untied Tilly’s legs. I took advantage and pulled them up so I could rest her calves on my shoulders. Next, I grabbed her butt and lifted her up; that angled my member to rub against the top of her tunnel. I rubbed myself around until she moaned. Seems I’d found her G-spot. I began to move with a purpose.
“Please. Oh, please … what are you doing? Oh, God!” Tilly cried out and began to grunt each time I thrust forward.
“YEsss!” she hissed.
Aubrey watched in wonder as I destroyed Tilly. Tilly became a little climax machine as orgasms began to start to roll over each other. When an exceptionally big one hit, I gave her a break for a few seconds. Then I untied her arms, rolled her over, and lifted her hips so I could take her doggy style. I began to feed her all of me as our bodies came together. She grunted when I finally pushed myself in all the way.
Her extra padding allowed me to pound her from behind. Aubrey took advantage and pulled Tilly’s face down to her sex. Now that Tilly had been untied completely, she could pleasure Aubrey easily. From the expression on Aubrey’s face, it would seem Tilly knew what she was doing.
I loved how each thrust caused her butt to jiggle and her big soft titties to shake and sway. I slapped her ass, and she gave out a moan of pleasure. It seemed she like it a little rough, so I really swatted her rear.
“YEsss! Spank my butt!” she called out.
Aubrey grabbed her head and put her back to work as my slaps began to cause her derrière to redden.
I brought Tilly to another crashing orgasm.
“No more, no more,” she begged.
When I pulled out, she curled up in a ball with a glazed look on her face. Aubrey’s eyes locked with mine. It was clear that Tilly had done a number on her sex because it was swollen and wet with lust.
“It’s been a long time since I had a man,” Aubrey admitted.
“I’ll be gentle,” I said, pulling out a new condom and putting it on.
I started out slow and tender with her, but Aubrey soon remembered what a good shagging felt like. She told me what she wanted and how to bring her off. When we both were satisfied, we got Tilly up, and all took a shower together. Tilly climbed under the comforter and fell asleep. Aubrey crawled in bed next to me and half-covered me with her body.
“It’s been a long time since I let a man have me. Adrienne assured me that if I had a craving, I should look you up. You might not be safe if we put the word out to our friends that a night with you is worth their while.”
“If you’re a lesbian, how did you learn to give head so well?” I asked.
“I love both oral sex and the power it gives me. Besides, I like to be in charge, and when I blow a guy, he becomes a babbling fool.”
“I can attest to that. You are by far the best I’ve ever been with,” I said. “But I don’t get it. If you’re a lesbian, I wouldn’t think you would have been with many guys.”
“When I was younger, I didn’t know what I was and had traditional relationships. I dated an older guy who taught me how to do oral.”
“So why did you pick me?” I asked.
“You turned me on with the way you picked me up in Miami. I’ve always had a thing for younger guys. It was a bonus that you were good-looking and confident without being arrogant. I also could tell that Adrienne liked you, which told me a lot. I had a lot of fun with you.
“When you called the last time you were in London, I had to see you again. Yesterday, even before I read the newspaper article, Adrienne called me and told me you were coming. She’s evil. Adrienne went into detail about how you’d rocked her world, which made me wonder. After I read the article, I decided to give you a call. I’m glad I did. Occasionally I miss sex with a man. You caught me at one of those times, or maybe it was Adrienne who got me horny for a willy again.”
“Come home with me, and you can have it whenever you want,” I said seriously.
“I can’t. If there were ever a guy I might do that with, it would be you, but I like girls. Plus, you live in the States, and you’re too young.”
She was right, but I knew that if you found someone that made you feel the way she could, you tried to keep her in your life.
◊◊◊ Saturday March 5
My dad called to wake me up. It was a good thing he did because I would have slept until noon. Tilly and Aubrey said they had to leave, but I think they just didn’t want to do the walk of shame and have breakfast with my father.
“Did you get any sleep?” Dad asked.
“Some,” I said and then changed the subject. “What time do we need to be at the studio?”
He was a terrible assistant. He had to call Caryn. I bit my bottom lip when she told him it was 2 a.m. back at home. He’d forgotten about the six-hour time difference. She made him give me his phone so she could have words with me.
“Show him how to use the calendar. Your schedule is on it.”
“No problem. What were you doing?” I asked.
“Sleeping, and when you get home, there will be payback,” she threatened before she hung up.
After I hung up, I had to find the calendar app on his phone. Dad just had his phone, text messaging, and Fritz’s alert app on the main page. I pulled the calendar and a couple of social media apps to the front page so he could use them. Mom was a pro at one app in particular and used it to talk to clients and her customers. Another I moved forward was a messaging app that you could record short videos on; I used it when I needed something longer than a text or tweet. I was actually just learning to use it myself. Lily told me it was part of my social media presence, but she couldn’t do it for me because they had to see me. To me, it was just one more thing I could get into trouble with, so I used it sparingly.
I opened the calendar, and there was our schedule for the day. I showed it to Dad.
“That’s handy.”
I swear, sometimes …
◊◊◊
Saul, Dad, and I drove to the same studio that Rogue One was being filmed at. The paparazzi were out front and had Aden and Tilly cornered. The way she hung on his arm had me worried. Had I broken my rule about hooking up with another guy’s girl? She’d told me they were just friends. Then something popped into my head: was she his beard? Maybe she was what she said she was, his friend and nothing more.
“You ready to experience what I have to deal with?” I asked my dad.
“We should make Saul go first,” Dad said.