The sound of thunder woke me at 9:30 Saturday morning. I was surprised to find myself alone in bed, Angel and Becky had slipped out without me knowing.
For awhile I just lay there, thinking about the things from last night. Questions like, "How did it even begin, how long has Angel desired a woman, and where do we go from here, do we act as though it didn't happen," raced through my mind.
I got up to go use the bathroom and heard the voices of the women talking cheerfully. Later, when I went into the kitchen to get my usual morning cup coffee, I was greeted with all smiles.
"Good morning Baby, how'd you rest." Angel said.
My reply was "Good morning to you both, I slept like a rock."
Becky sprayed coffee from her mouth and started coughing saying, "I'll say . . . for real!" Then she and Angel both laughed hysterically.
Deciding not to fuel their madness, I took a sip of my coffee, raised the cup in their direction and headed to read the paper.
After having a shower and getting dressed, Angel came through the living-room and told me she was heading to pick up some baby back ribs and a few other things.
Seems that Becky had a 'babying' recipe and wanted to fix it for the ladies for when they arrived to pick up their cars to drive back home, she figured it would make a tasty on the road snack.
"Cool," I told her, "is Becky riding with you?"
Angel's reply was, "She's showering and I figure since it's not far to the store, I'll be there and half way back by the time she's dressed."
I told her, "Okay, Baby, bring me some grapes please."
"Got 'cha, if you think of anything else call my cell." Angel said as she leaned over to kiss me.
I was thinking about the things I'd wanted to do around the house, but cutting the grass was out due to the rain.
Heading back towards my bedroom to get into some clothes to knock around in, I walked past the door of the guest-room, where I detected a soft moaning sound that caused me to stop in my tracks. Seeing the door was slightly ajar. I stepped closer and pushed the door carefully to gain a better view.
The bed was on the wall behind the door but there was a good view by looking at the mirror on the vanity. The first sight I got was that of Becky, laying on the bed with her hand rubbing her pussy. "Wow" I thought, the sight causing a stir in my boxers.
I knew that I should just turn and walk my ass away, but just as I was backing away from the door, the moaning got louder . . . I took another look and was surprised to see Becky staring at my reflexion from her angle in the mirror.
Becky didn't say a word, she just stared at me and continued rubbing her clit. The view of her long, bronze thighs and her fingers feverishly rubbing her pussy caused a tent in my boxers, an easily seen tent. Without much thought, I reached into my boxers and started slowly pumping my hard cock.
Hearing her moan and seeing her tight body--the feel of being pumped--all made me close my eyes until I was startled by Beck's sultry voice. "Come in Baby, this peeping back and forth is bull! I've shown you mine, now show me yours!"
I entered the room, and pushed my robe and boxers off.
"Sit right here" she said while pointing to the chair at the foot of the bed.
While I took my seat, Becky slid her body close to the edge of the bed.
I was wondering 'what's next?' when she said, "Do you like the sight of this wet man-slayer? Don't you want to taste it, lick it, fuck it? Oh Baby, I know this hot, wet pussy can satisfy you, make you beg, make you hunt it down for more!"
Without thinking, I was pounding my cock, getting close to cumming. I was staring at Becky's pretty pussy as her clit was being frantically attended to. Her voice started to drift as she neared orgasm, and her hips were raising from the bed as her back arced.
A long, not so lady like growling escaped her lips. "Oh my fucking pussy is on fire! Shit that hard cock looks like it . . . it wants this pussy! Oh you hard cock mother-fucker, beat that cock Baby!"
Just as the words "I'm cumming" were shouted, my pumping produced hot cum, shooting cum on the bed, on Becky's legs, thighs, and pussy.
"Take this." Becky said as she threw me a towel, after she had wiped her wet pussy. As I wiped my hands, cock, and my legs, I could sense Becky's stare.
"Thank you" she told me, "I needed that!"
"Oh, thank you, I really enjoyed the sights and sounds! Your body is quite a sight!" I said.
"Listen, there's something I need to say, something that you need to hear, Angel already has heard me out." a trembling Becky said.
"I'm all ears, shoot!" I responded in preparation to listen.
"Well,...... you're not quite 'all ears', as we both are aware of!" Becky spoke while staring as my now limp cock. "I have a condition which is why I carefully pick and choose who to be around. I've lost many long time friends due to my conditions and actions. Angel told me she was sure my secret would be safe with you, so, here goes."
Holding my breath, I wasn't sure what to expect, but told
her to continue. After a long pause amplified by silence, she confessed,
"I am twice divorced because I have self control problems, I act out in sometime inappropriate ways, because . . . I am a nymphomaniac. There, I said it!"
"And?" was the only thing I could say right now.
"And I'm considering relocating here because my job is at risk, I'm known as a neighborhood tramp, all because of my condition. Angel and I discussed it in depth and later today she's going to ask you to allow me to stay here temporarily until my stuff is in place. See, I feel more security in being around friends. Just consider it, give me a chance." Becky explained, almost begging.
I felt sorry for her and let her know, "I'm open to assist Angel in any way she cares to help you. We've got plenty room to share. Tell you what, the three of us will sit down, and levelheadedly discuss what options are on the table, okay? Think of it, three feet apart at the kitchen table, emotionally butt naked! Feel encouraged. If you think about it, you will see we've covered a lot of ground since yesterday, made progress towards visibility between us. On a lighter note, If we all agree, I can see your pretty face more often."
Rubbing her crotch and cupping a breast, Becky said with a smile on her face, "Yeah right! You only saw my tits and pussy. The rest of me could've blown far away as long as these, were in place!"
"Alright, alright! I'm busted!" I told her as I picked up my robe, boxers, and towel.
As I continued down the hall, I heard the front door close, and Angel announcing that she was back.
"Whew, so close! Too close!" I thought.
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To be continued: Part 3
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