Message-ID: <12115eli$9806121634@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mswillow@juno.com (Jeannette C Wilson) Subject: New story: Us Three {Jeannette} TgFF rom spank interracial intergen lesbians Witchcraft mild sex mild exhib Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980612.131423.7615.0.MsWillow@juno.com> Tgff, rom, spank, interracial, intergenerational, mild BDSM, Witchcraft This story contains sex, full frontal nudity, bondage, SM, transsexuals, lesbians and a few other things that might not be legal in your locale. If you do not choose to read about this, or if it is illegal for you to do so, do not read it. Skip it in its entirety. Avoid it at all costs. However, if you wish to continue, you may find this isn't your typical wank story. Each part has something of a plot, or at least a reason for happening, and the whole story is filled with very much love and romance, and a moderate amount of sex. Sorry, guys looking for typical TG stories won't find this one real interesting. Tough. It is, however, realistic. It's about me ("Jeannette" aka "Jean"), my fiancee Michelle (aka Chelle), and another friend of mine, Rachel. None of this story actually happened, and I've never met Rachel in real life, yet I've tried to show us all realistically, as we might have done the events described. I wrote most of this a year ago. It is my second-ever attempt at writing anything serious. Once I finish it, I'll also post the first attempt, which I call "Rewards." I call this one, "Us Three." Enjoy. Blessed Be Jeannette mswillow@nomorespam.juno.com Oh, just because I'm sharing this with y'all doesn't mean that it's not copyrighted. It is. However, I WILL let y'all make copies of it, ifn you give me the credit (or assign me the blame) for having written it. If you're making money off of it, that's great too. Hope you make a big-assed pile of it, so you can roll around in it and retire forever, and hire Bill Gates to lick your shoes clean for you. Just please keep me as the author of this, ok? Thanks. Jeannette Us Three copyright (c) 1997, 1998 Jeannette Cathy Wilson Part One Softball games are a great way to meet lesbians, especially if you're not into the bar scene. I'm not too fond of alcohol, and my sweetheart, Michelle, is too young for bars, so one Saturday we decided to go check out a softball game that another young grrl, Rachel, had invited us to. Michelle and I arrived late (my fault - I *still* can't tell North from South when it's cloudy out :-/), and the game was already under way. I looked around for Rachel, and saw her, playing second base. The game was in the top of the third inning when we arrived, and not long after that the clouds, which had been threatening all morning, finally opened up. In the downpour, I ran over to Rachel, and introduced myself and Michelle. We chatted for a while, hanging out in the shelter, as the torrent slowed a bit, and became a slow, steady soaker. "Rachel?" I said, catching her attention. "Look, it seems unlikely that the game will go on. Would you care to go out with 'Chell and I for a bite?" At first she declined, saying that she'd love to but had to stay until they officially called the game. A few minutes later, the umpires and the coaches all had a talk, and did just that. Rachel squealed with delight. So did Michelle :) Quickly we headed for my car, and drove over to my favorite nibbling establishment - Julie Anne's Frozen Custard, chatting a mile a minute as I drove. I noticed that Rachel got in the back seat, and Michelle joined her there. As we all chatted, and I drove, I saw Michelle "casually" resting her hand on Rachel's knee. "This is great!" I thought. "Chelle likes her already." See, I had met Rachel online many months ago, and grew to like her there long before we met. I thought Michelle would like her, too, but was a tad worried. In retrospect, I should have known they'd get along great. When I caught Michelle's eye in the mirror, I winked at her, and she blushed back at me. I knew what effect Rachel was having on her - I could feel it through our telempathic link :) I blew her a small kiss, then concentrated on driving, having almost blown the stoplight :-/ We arrived at Julie Anne's and piled out, running through the drizzle. We had timed this perfectly - they had my favorite flavor for seducing innocent lesbians... Peaches and Cream. Michelle and I ordered a small Italian Beef each, and Rachel had a burger. Michelle carried the food, and I got the drinks, brushing Rachel aside with a smile. "Rachel, hon, let me carry these. You go find us a good place to sit." As all the tables were full, she found us three stools at the counter. Michelle sat down in the far one, and Rachel sat next to her. "Better and better," I mused. "Now I can sit on the other side, and Chelle and I can double team her. She doesn't stand a chance! Bwahahahahahaha!" As though reading my mind, Michelle looked at me and ran her finger over her lips... We talked about softball (Chelle plays left field, I watch and cheer), and computers, and high school (Michelle was just out herself, and Rachel had another year to go), and how hard it is meeting lesbians when you're young. "It seems like nobody takes me seriously, they all think I'm going through a phase," said Rachel. Michelle quickly agreed. "People never seem to think that we know already. Most of my friends at school think I'll change my mind in a year or two." "Yeah, and they also tell me that I'm not really a lesbian because I once had a boyfriend." "Rachel, people even think that I'm not really a lesbian, because I'm trans. Joke em if they can't take a fuck. I accept you exactly as you are, and for whatever you care to grow into in the future. I *like* you, Rachel." I held her hands and looked into her eyes as I said that, and she blushed. It looked so cute with her tomboyish blonde hair. Michelle slipped her arm around Rachel's shoulder, leaned over and said quietly "Me too. You're nice." After that, we sat together, all of us too shocked by our honesty to say much more. I decided to take the next step... "Anybody ready for dessert? I sure am. That sammich was *good*, now it's time for *great*! The usual, Michelle?" She nodded. Rachel looked puzzled. "The usual what?" "Oh, they call it a raspberry hot fudge sundae. Chelle and I call it a raspberry hot fudge orgasm, especially when they have peach custard. It's as sweet as an orgasm, lasts a good fifteen minutes, and you can share it with your lover in public. Can't get any better than that!" "But what if I don't have a lover?", Rachel sighed. Chelle looked over at me and actually *winked*! I said nothing, but got up to order us some sundaes. When I returned a few minutes later, Chelle and Rachel were sitting holding hands and talking. Several people in the place were openly gawking at them. I carefully set the two large sundaes down on the table, and slid one over to Michelle. "Hey, what about me?" Rachel yelped. Scooping up a spoonful of the sundae, I moved it over to her mouth. As I eased it in, and saw her eyes close as she smiled, savoring it, I spoke softly to her... "... and you can share it with your lover in public..." As I readied another spoonful, Michelle popped her full spoon in front of Rachel. "Yes, both of them!", she giggled. I fed my bite to Michelle, and she then gave me one from her sundae. By the time our sundaes were finished, the three of us were snuggled close, oblivious to the other people staring at us. I think the other two left there wetter than they came in :) There was no argument when I suggested we all go back to my place, to, um, dry off, yeah, that's it, we needed to dry off from, um, like, the rain. We got to my place, and Rachel called to let her family know she's OK while I climbed into the shower with Michelle. When she got off the phone, we invited Rachel to join us. Now, two in the shower is fun enough, three was even better! All slippery with soap and shampoo, three wet, willing bodies getting all squeaky clean, rubbing against each other, grabbing whatever is handy to keep from falling, getting comfortable with each other's body, exploring, rubbing, nibbling... We eventually ran out of hot water, and all piled out of the tub *fast* once it became cold. We took turns drying each other off, and I stood back for a bit while Michelle toweled Rachel off. I liked seeing the contrast between them, Rachel a blonde and Michelle, a light chocolate brown Afro-Canadian, both of them sort of soft butch, both just eighteen. "Other dykes just don't know what they're missing," I mused, "and I am not about to tell them and spoil *my* fun. Not *all* eighteen year olds are airheads." As my two sweeties had fun playing touchie feelie, I got things ready in the bedroom... Even tho it was only late Saturday afternoon, I lit up the candles and pulled the shades down. I put my wand unobtrusively off to the side, turned down the sheets, checked the tie points for the ropes, and got my bag of fun toys out. When all was ready, they strolled in, looking rather involved. "Well, are we going to raise some power today?" I asked, and Michelle grinned at me. "Ok, I can see that we are. Mind if I cast a circle, Rachel?" She looked confused. "Well, love, I'm a Dianic Wiccan High Priestess, see? In my religion, all forms of love and pleasure are worship to my Goddess. Sex is one such form of worship, one She especially likes. When we do it in a protective circle, we turn it into a more formal way of saying thanks to Her for bringing us all together. We can also keep prying 'eyes' away easier this way. It's not Devil worship, and we don't hurt anything. We're going to raise some *serious* Power here today, and I'd like to make it safer for us all." She agreed, and I cast a Circle around the whole bedroom, asking Her to watch over and protect us as we had fun. Though casting the Circle was necessary, it was enough of a lull to make starting up again awkward. I broke the ice with a gleam in my eye... "OK, now which of you two delightful babes would like to tie me down and spank me?" Rachel looked shocked, and Michelle chuckled. "Only if you'll do the same back to me!" "Rachel, are you game?" "Well... I dunno, I don't want to hurt anybody..." "Oh, hon, this is fun spanking, rather like you'd get on your birthday. It's not really serious. Michelle, please tie me down... There! See, Rachel, how she uses slip knots that I can get out of if I wanted to? We play safely." Rachel agreed to watch, so Michelle and I put on a show for her. First Michelle spanked my derriere till it was rosy red, then she kissed it, leaving a nice bite mark on my right cheek. I promised to be a good little girl, and we switched places. After I had spanked her behind, and left my mark too, I turned her over and blindfolded her with a silk scarf. I motioned Rachel over to join me. Rachel climbed into bed on Michelle's left, I on her right. We each took one of Chelle's breasts and started fondling it as we kissed at her neck. Michelle started moaning, telling us to move lower. I motioned Rachel to do so. "Feel free to nibble, love. Michelle is a feast fit for a Goddess." By the look in her eye as she teased Michelle's left nipple, I saw that she agreed. I took Chelle's hand and began to lick at it, kissing her from her hand to her elbow and back. As she spread her hand into a Peace sign, I sucked first one, then the other finger into my mouth. As I did the first time we made love, I gradually moved her hand further into my mouth, relaxing, deep throating her two fingers as I licked nearly to her elbow. She started, and I had to pull away before I gagged. When I looked up, I saw Rachel's blonde hair buried between Michelle's chocolate thighs. Michelle was moaning steadily. "Poor Rachel", I thought. "She's hardly having any fun herself." and with that thought, I kneeled between Rachel's legs, and began to massage, kiss and nibble on her back as she ate my grrlfriend out. Each time I leaned into it, I rubbed my breasts against her back, feeling my purple niobium nipple rings smooshed between us. Each stroke as I sat up, I slowly dragged my painted nails down her back. I felt a familiar wetness on my knee, where it was wedged between Rachel's legs. I had an idea. I lay down beside them and slid my head under Rachel's leg, till I got a noseful of her wetness. While she was eating my grrlfriend, I started eating her. First I started with some long licks from the front all the way to her vagina, and back. Next, I started lingering over her clitoris, teasing it with my tongue. I enjoyed hearing her moans blending in with those of Michelle, as I sucked her little clit up and out. I rubbed my tongue over her clit like a cat, and I purred between strokes. This seemed to be having quite an effect on Rachel, as evidenced by how totally drenched she was getting. As I licked and sucked at Rachel, I reached up to encircle her. Slipping a finger in my mouth from behind, I slowly inserted it inside her. She really enjoyed that. I raised my head to suggest she do the same to Michelle, and when I saw her move her hands, I knew that she had heard me. Once again I turned to pleasure our new grrlfriend, Rachel, and she quickly reached orgasm. "Hey, I have an idea. Rachel, you lie back now," as I moved up to untie Michelle's blindfold. "Michelle, you get on top, for a little 69ing." They changed places, and I got out my medium-sting flogger. When Michelle saw what I was doing, she smiled. With the two of them having fun, my soulmate and my new lover, I picked up the flogger and stroked it over Michelle's asscheeks. She quivered in anticipation, inadvertently rubbing herself to another orgasm against Rachel's chin. I chuckled joyously, and swatted her rear end. Rachel stopped, confused. "Rachel, love, we both enjoy this. Keep nibbling, you'll see. When she's done, you can flog me if you'd like." Rachel returned to her labors with a vengeance. Between her attentions, and my swatting, we soon had Michelle thrashing wildly, screaming into Rachel's soft blonde bush. That seemed to be the trigger Rachel needed to come herself. She moaned loudly, then stiffened, reaching for that high place. As she came, I swatted her on the thigh, and Rachel went far past where she'd thought she'd go, her moan changing from a scream to a delighted wail, slowly dying out. The scene was a sight to behold. My sweetheart Michelle, immobile, out of her body again atop Rachel, who wasn't doing much besides panting heavily. I carefully rolled Michelle off, and got her turned around. Rachel looked concerned. "Hon, don't worry. She's just out of her body again, that's why I wanted to cast a Circle. She's safe, floating just below the ceiling. Wave to her if you'd like." Rachel made a shy little wave. "Now, come here. Lie between her and I, like spoons in a drawer. Hold her, stroke her gently, and she'll come back soon. How'd you like it?" "It was... amazing." "Yes, there is a very fine line between pleasure and pain, and sometimes a little pain makes the pleasure so much more intense. Welcome to the world of serious intensity, Rachel. After a while, anything less will look like a pastel watercolor to you." "Won't that make me too weird?" "Not for us, hon. You'll be no weirder than Michelle or myself. And I'll promise you that you'll *never* be degraded, mistreated, and at any time you are free to switch, and do it to either of us if you'd like. We both enjoy bottoming more than topping." "It sounds... I dunno, a bit too fantastic to me." "Rachel, it's just love. We live it a tad more intensely than many people you've seen. You're welcome to stay with us as long and as often as you'd like, and you'll always be free to go if you wish." "Huh?" "Rachel, I'm offering to take you into my clan, my circle of lovers and soul mates. I spoke with Michelle earlier, and she told me she'd go along if she liked you. I rather think she did." Michelle finally spoke up. "Yes, I do like you, Rachel. Would you like to be a part of our family? Take your time and think about it, you don't have to answer now." She snuggled back into Rachel, and I snuggled forward. "Um, OK, I will. This is all kind of sudden, you know." "Carpe diem, Rachel. Seize the day. Live, love, laugh and be happy, that's what the Goddess wants us to do." When she turned around and bit my nipple, I knew what her answer would be. _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----