Mike awoke with the lovely young girl draped over him, her luscious breasts pressed into his side. He remembered the prior evening and smiled. It had been perfect as far as he was concerned and Caitlyn certainly seemed to enjoy it. Today was the auction. After, they would hop a red-eye back to the left coast. That meant there was time this morning for another bout of sweaty sex with Caitlyn. He disentangled himself from Caitlyn. She mumbled but didn’t wake up.
He went into the bath and cleaned up before sliding back into bed. He softly kissed her ankles, then moved farther up her leg, gently kissing as he went. Caitlyn was in that half-dream world and the kisses became dreams as she rolled onto her back, mumbling her pleasure. Her legs spread as Mike approached her pussy. She was redolent, not in any way objectionable, simply strong. Mike loved the real smell of a woman. Too many women try to hide their aroma not realizing how strong an aphrodisiac it is for a man. Mike ran his tongue over Caitlyn’s pussy, teasing, before plunging into her. Caitlyn’s eyes popped open when his tongue glided over her clitoris. “Oh, God,” she moaned.
“Good morning,” Mike said before plunging his tongue back into Caitlyn. She transitioned from erotic dream to erotic awakening as Mike lashed her pussy with his tongue and lips. Her eyes closed while her head rolled from side to side as the powerful sensations surged through her body. Mike lashed her clitoris with his tongue, then teased around it rolling it back and forth. Her pussy was red and swollen and quickly became swampy with her lust. Her juices wetted his face from nose to chin. Mike sucked her clitoris into his mouth, sucking gently as his lips massaged the base and his tongue flicked the tip. Caitlyn went crazy, her hips bouncing so hard Mike had to grab on with both hands to keep his face glued to her pussy.
“Argh,” Caitlyn moaned. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted.
Mike slipped a finger slowly into Caitlyn’s pussy, finding her G spot and curling his finger around it. She went crazy. “Yessssssss…” she screamed as her orgasm surged into her. Mike’s face was flooded with her juices as he lapped them up. Her body stiffened as her fingers dug into the bed, her muscles quivering. Mike gently lapped at her pussy as Caitlyn went limp, her climax leaving her suffused with pleasure.
Mike’s cock was as hard as it had ever been. He climbed up her prostrate body, wanting to fuck her. Her legs were lewdly splayed, her pussy red and throbbing, wet and hot, just waiting to be filled. He slipped his cock into her, finding her open and ready. His cock slid all the way into her. He felt like his cock was burning from her heat as her pussy grasped his cock.
Her eyes opened, “Oh God, yes. Fuck me, please fuck me.”
His libido jumped even higher hearing this young woman pleading to be fucked. It was nasty and loving, the essence of passion. His body responded on automatic, fucking the girl under him. Mike was lost in the sensations and emotions, looking down at a girl so many years younger. It was a fantasy come to life. Lost in lust as she was, her face became so innocent, so young…
It sent Mike over the edge, his climax erupting without warning, cum bursting from his balls and through his cock, sending gouts of cum into the girl below him.
Caitlyn felt the spasm of his cock and the flooding wetness of cum. It sent her into a second orgasm.
Mike fell to the side, completely drained. He hadn’t been so affected by a sexual encounter since he was young. She was bringing his youth back, at least in the sack.
“That’s the way to start the morning,” he said.
Caitlyn smiled, “Yes. I wish every day could start like that.”
Mike smiled in return, filled with affection for her. “Just remember that when you are married.”
Her heart leapt at the mention of marriage. She wondered…
The auction wasn’t a success. The two of them watched the first half of the auction with suppressed excitement seeing work after work selling for more than the expected bids. Mike was worried that the painting he wanted would exceed the estimates. Caitlyn didn’t understand the implication; she was excited and amazed to see millions of dollars spent on paintings. She had read about things like this, but to actually see people bidding like that still seemed unreal as if it were television.
Finally, his lot came up. The bidding was spirited. Mike stayed out of it for a while, watching. The bidding slowed as some people dropped out. He entered a bid, and was quickly out bid. He bid again, worried that they were getting close to his limit. He bid one last time, his top bid, only to see others jump into the auction. Dejected, Mike sat back and could only watch as the bidding continued getting higher and higher. “Oh well,” he said. “I just saved a bunch on commissions.”
“What?” Caitlyn asked, only to be shushed from behind. Mike motioned her, later. The bidding was getting furious as several buyers tried to scare out the others. The price jumped and jumped again. It was already three times the top estimate and kept going. It finally slowed, then the final bid at 5.5 million dollars. Mike could only shake his head. That’s was five times what he could have paid. There was excited voices around them as Caitlyn leaned into him, “What happened?”
“I guess there were a lot of people who wanted to own an iconic painting like this. It went for five times what I thought it would,” he said. They got up and walked out. “One nice thing, we have plenty of time to get to the airport. Maybe we can catch an earlier flight.”
“But Mike, didn’t you want it?” Caitlyn asked. He looked at her, and she could see the pain momentarily before he put back on the mask. Caitlyn threw her arms around him and held on. Mike held firm rein on his emotions. He appreciated being held. It just felt good at the moment.
Finally, he realized they were making a bit of a scene in Christie’s lobby. “Let’s go,” he said. They disentangled and grabbed a cab to the airport. On the ride, Mike mastered his disappointment, finally smiling. “You know, it’s not all bad.”
“How’s that?” Caitlyn asked.
“It means I’ll get to bid on something else soon. We can make another trip to New York together. I’d like that,” he said.
Caitlyn blushed a little as she answered, “I’d like it to. Can we stay at the same place?”
“Yes. It would be special to go back there, wouldn’t it?” he asked with a gleam in his eye.
Caitlyn felt the rush of moisture between her legs as she remembered their sex together. “Yes.” Caitlyn slid over against Mike as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. They snuggled on the way to the airport.
They were able to get on an earlier flight since first class was only half full. They would get in eleven west coast time. Rather than call Kathy, Mike asked Caitlyn if she wanted to spend the night at his place. “We won’t tell your mom we got in at night.” Caitlyn was more than happy to be party to the secret.
On the flight, the wine flowed freely in first class. Mike shared with Caitlyn. Soon, as the other passengers dropped off to sleep, the steward left a half full bottle on Mike’s tray and retired to the galley to talk with the other stews. The alcohol lubricated their conversation.
“Mike,” Caitlyn said suddenly serious. “I want to be your girlfriend. A real girlfriend.”
“Caitlyn, we can’t and you know why,” he said.
“But…” she started, then paused.
He smiled, “I know. Every argument you can make you know two arguments for why it won’t work. I wish it could. I did have an idea. Please listen to me all the way. If I dated your mom, we could still have chances to be together. I can’t date your mom without really dating her. Do you understand what I mean?” Caitlyn nodded. “It means you’d have to share me. I can’t see how it will work any other way. Your mom would forbid us seeing each other if she knew.”
Caitlyn nodded, “I know, it’s just… Why can’t I have the boyfriend I want?” she said in an exasperated voice.
“Because Americans are backwards when it comes to sex and they want to believe that young women don’t have the same feelings and needs that other women have. They want to pretend they are children. It’s ridiculous and it’s why we have so many problems with teen STDs and pregnancy. You can’t solve problems when you define the problem incorrectly.”
Caitlyn sat in a little funk. “Are you going to… with mom?”
“I can’t pretend to be her boyfriend, Caitlyn. She’ll quickly realize something is wrong. That’s why I said you’ll have to be willing to share, or lose me completely.”
“It’s not fair,” Caitlyn complained.
“Sweetheart, life sometimes isn’t fair. Let’s make the best of it. I love you. And maybe I can even love your mom too. Then we can all be happy,” Mike said.
“But, you can’t love me and mom,” Caitlyn said.
“Caitlyn, is love so shallow and little that it really can only be for one person? A person who can only love one person in the entire Universe is a shallow little person. Love is boundless. We can all love many people. The idea of sexual monogamy has nothing to do with love and everything to do with jealousy and possessiveness. Monogamy is, ‘This is mine, keep your hands off,’ not ‘I want the best for this person, even if that means sharing them so that they can find fulfillment.’ Monogamy is petty aloneness; mine, mine alone. Love is intertwining, sharing.” Mike paused and let her think.
“I guess I can share,” she said. He smiled and kissed her tenderly. She smiled but still looked troubled. He let her be to think. She was quiet the rest of the trip.
They made it to his house before midnight. They quickly got ready for bed. For the first time, Caitlyn would sleep in a man’s bed. It was exciting and scary at the same time. Mike was still a bit down. Caitlyn with her feminine intuition picked up on it. She held him, lightly touching him. Soon she felt his spirits change as he noticed her breasts pressing against his back. Her hand wandered slowly south. By the time it was there, his cock was an iron bar. He rolled onto his back, his cock straight up. Caitlyn had also been affected by the slow tease. She rolled onto Mike and placed his cock at her entrance. She took him inside, loving the feeling of being filled by him. Mike was in Heaven, his cock sinking into the beautiful teen, looking so perfect above him. His hands found her tits as he gently teased her nipples.
Caitlyn began moving over him, a slow sensuous dance of lust, rolling her hips, feeling his cock moving inside her, feeling her clitoris rubbing against him. Mike watched the girl pleasure herself, concentrating on the warm wetness into which he had buried his cock as her muscles twitched and massaged his shaft. It wasn’t long before Caitlyn sped up, bouncing on his cock. Mike felt his climax rising with the speed of the girl’s pussy quivering on his cock.
Caitlyn threw back her head as Mike pinched her hard nipples. It was enough for her to go over the top into a shuddering climax. Mike felt her pussy clamp down on his cock milking it and his orgasm burst forth as gob after gob of his cum blasted into her wet cavern, filling her then dripping down to puddle around his cock. Caitlyn went limp, falling forward onto his chest as her climax left her drained and happy. They kissed.
Mike rolled her to the side, his cock still in her. Within minutes they were asleep.
In the morning, Mike woke her early. They cleaned up and got ready to drop her off at home. Before they left, Caitlyn stopped him at the door. “I’ve thought about what you said.” He nodded. “I want you as a boyfriend, and if that means I need to share, I guess I gotta. Maybe I can even get to be philosophical about it,” she said smiling.
He took her in his arms. “I love you, Caitlyn. I hope this works.”
“Me too.”
So Mike became Kathy’s boyfriend while still being Caitlyn’s boyfriend on the side. Publicly, Mike and Caitlyn were mentor and pupil. He took her to museums and plays. Well, sometimes. Sometimes, they went straight to his house and would spend the time making sweet love. Kathy thought it was wonderful that they got along so well.
Mike also met the other daughter, Carissa. This relationship didn’t flower as readily. Carissa quickly realized the dynamics and saw that she was getting the short straw. Carissa was just past puberty and her body was becoming a woman’s body. But she could still act like a little girl and she did about Mike. Kathy told Mike not to worry, she’d come around, but it was a source of irritation.
Even with the distraction of Carissa, Mike found himself in a wonderful situation. Kathy was quite responsive in bed, willing to explore all sorts of sensuous paths. Caitlyn was becoming a very good lover with practice. Both women were physically beautiful. This affected Mike’s rational processes, as sex usually does to men, and he decided to formalize the situation. He asked Kathy to marry him. Like she’d say no.
There was a prenuptial contract, but all it said was assets brought into the marriage would stay separate. Kathy had no problem with that as she wasn’t bringing anything into it anyway. And this was a community property state. She knew the law and would get half in a divorce. That weekend, they drove up to Reno, the girls as their attendants, and were married.
Mike rented a condo for them in a new high rise. The girls would each have their own room. They’d shared up till now. The fourth bedroom would be Mike’s office. Mike convinced Kathy to keep working by not bringing much cash into household, just enough. He convinced her that his investments weren’t liquid. That he would have to sell at a bad time. Kathy would have liked to quit but she remembered all too vividly her last marriage. Maybe some day when she was more certain she could quit. For now she knew it was a good idea to have that job just in case. Maybe Mike was a foreigner too. Once burned, twice shy. And her work was just minutes away by tram.
Mike learned that Kathy was a bit of an exhibitionist. She’d stand out on their balcony, high above the city, completely nude, and beg Mike to come fuck her. Mike would lean her over the rail, her ass displayed for him. He would stand behind her, slipping his cock into her as they would fuck there suspended high in the air in their own little world watching the lights of the city and wondering if anyone could see them.
The new arrangements worked well for Mike. Caitlyn would get home hours before Kathy. If Carissa was out, as she often was, Caitlyn would come to his office. Mike, having sampled the high of exhibitionist sex from Kathy, would make love to Caitlyn standing, her ass pressed against the floor to ceiling windows as he’d tell her a million people were watching them fuck. At first, Caitlyn protested in embarrassment as Mike would coax her into position. Gradually, as Mike continued making love to her in front of those great windows, Caitlyn relaxed and came to enjoy the feeling of naughty sex, of being watched. Finally, Caitlyn, maybe it was in her genes anyway, came to love the exhibitionist sex. Mike would grab her and their clothes would be ripped off. He would push her against the great windows and press his cock into her. Caitlyn would wrap her legs around Mike as he pumped her hard, her ass squealing against the glass. Those would be intense orgasms.
Mike had his own perfect little world, Caitlyn in the day and Kathy at night. That changed suddenly.
Copyright Rod O'Steele © 2006, 2007, 2008, 2014