This is something a little different. It's a piece I wrote a LONG time ago, before I had any sort of schooling or understanding of how stories worked. It's essentially a journal entry, a rough piece that retells my experience down in Nola one night.I have begun the process of a rewrite, and I will continue the rewrite and update as I progress... however, I found the stark contrast in styles interesting and thought I would throw it up here, to show my growth as a writer, but also so how the little details and such give a deeper level than the blocky as-a-matter-of-fact, tell it like it style I originally wrote it in. It might be awful, there are some cringe worthy parts for sure, but hopefully I can clean it up and perhaps entertain. Thanks for reading!
There had only been a few side-eye glances and awkward smiles from across the bar before Daphne had made her way over. I immediately had pegged her as a fun one, this perpetual ball of energy and fun that bounced about the bar engaging and enticing all manner of admirers. Her friend Sabrina was far more the conservative type, whose boundaries I had imagined limited her to missionary and an occasional drunken blow job. It was her and I who had exchanged the glances and looks. She had been too shy to approach me and at first very distant. The more we spoke and drank, the more she opened up. She was an articulate and thoughtful girl, skinny with long legs and cropped auburn hair. Her best feature by far was her stomach that was revealed just enough from under her halter-top good idea of how flat and tone it was.
“I was Air Force,” she had said.
“We both were,” Daphne interjected.
“No shit,” I responded. “I’m stationed on the coast.”
“Cool beans,” Sabrina.
“Cool beans?!” Daphne cried out just before letting out this obnoxious snort. “Who says that anymore?”
Daphne was definitely the adventurous type. At first she had acted as the go between Sabrina and I. Daphne was an exotic brunette who lit up the room and made every man stop and take a second look. Her young nubile body screamed sex, right down the thong she wore that had the word “WHORE” emblazoned on it.
“I might have to test that out,” I said. I regretted it immediately. Too eager, I thought.
“Don’t tempt her,” Sabrina chimed in. Burn. Was that a hint of jealousy I sensed?
Having been the instigator I knew Daphne was bold and likely more open than her coed friend. She was a girl who exuded confidence and obviously was very focused on what she wanted. Everything about her made her desirable; from her Gina Gershon-esque lips, up to her deep blue eyes, and back down to her round firm ass. Every inch of her toyed and played with my imagination.
I couldn’t shake Sabrina though. Those shy smiles and her awkwardness made her endearing in ways I could never find Daphne endearing. Daphne is the friend for a night, whereas Sabrina was perhaps more.
After several drinks and a misadventure walking into the wrong bathroom Sabrina had begun to loosen up. And though it had been right under my nose the whole time I finally realized they were sort of together. I didn’t question their dynamic or intent. I had learned long ago to just go with it.
I spent the next twenty or so minutes just watching the two girls dance and do shots. Sweaty and breathing hard, Sabrina came and grabbed me and led me across the dancefloor. At first, I thought she wanted to dance and I was about to shake her off when she pushed me. I fell into the darkness and found myself being guided down by Daphne.
“Just go with it,” she said. I nodded in the affirmative.
Sabrina was loose. Sabrina was wired. She danced up to the edge of the booth we were seated in and parted my legs. She danced for me. Moving to the rhythm of the music, yet with just a twinge of awkwardness. It was the awkwardness that drew me in. Those little looks to see if I liked what I saw. Reaffirmation that she was pleasing. She was very pleasing.
I felt Daphne’s soft delicate hands run their way up my back, to my neck and then the back of my head. Her hands turned firm and she guided my head around. Our mouths me and her tongue invaded mine.
“Just go with it,” she repeated.
Sabrina had turned and dipped down, she ground her ass into my crotch. No doubt gauging what sort of impact she was having. I didn’t disappoint. Daphne reached over and began to encourage Sabrina with quick sharp slaps to her ass.
by We settled into a booth off to the side of the dance floor. . It was my first experience with two bi-sexual girls at once and at first I was understandably nervous yet excited by the possibilities, but as the minutes ticked I just began to enjoy the show and appreciate the beauty of two amazingly great looking girls throwing away their inhibitions and allowing their animalistic instincts to completely take over.
Immediately I had begun to get excited from watching them. It was almost voyeuristic in a sense, a twist on the normalcy I had been accustomed to in the small city I grew up in. I think that it turned them on even more that I was getting into it and it began to reflect in their performance. Everything about her made her desirable, and it was one of the most incredible things watching her go to work on her feisty red headed counterpart. My rod was rock hard from watching, and it soon became apparent that I was not the only one enjoying the show. Nearby a group of frat boy automatons sat admiring the view. They clamored to get a better view and soon a chorus of boyish chants rang out. Daphne rose up and looked over to the adjacent table and then headed south. Her tongue traced the curve along Sabrina's ever sloping and tightly formed stomach. Daphne being an exhibitionist rose to the occasion and began slipping Sabrina's short tight skirt down her silky smooth thighs.
For a brief moment time seemed to stand still as I waited in anticipation for Daphne's next act. Sabrina glanced towards me and we held a lustful gaze for several moments. In her eyes I didn't see the look of that same timid young girl who could barely muster the courage to approach me. Something had changed in those brief minutes following our encounter. As Daphne sank ever deeper into the booth Sabrina's eyes lit up, she lurched back and was overcome with the sensation of the hot moist tongue penetrating her inner sanctum. She reeled to the left and clutched my arm. The shock was overwhelming and before I knew it I had been pulled nearly on top of Daphne who was now working at a feverish pace. Her body had slid underneath the table and her head was lodged between the creamy white thighs of her best friend.
I struggled to maintain my balance and keep from crushing Daphne whose upper body rested on the seat below me. I braced my self against Sabrina's waifish frame. My hand rested on her small perky breast, but it was soon apparent that she could not comfortably support my weight. I inched closer careful not to interrupt the work already in progress. My hand trembled as I removed it from Sabrina's peak. I slowly guided it up her neck and across the contours of her peeked flesh. The thought of this girl willingly giving herself up to this was exciting. Many thoughts raced through my head but one in particular stood out, this girl wanted to be fucked and she wanted to be fucked hard. All my anxiousness ceased and I found I was no longer nervous. I was back where I liked to be, I was in charge. I gently guided my hand to the nape of her neck then slowly closed my fist around her long hair. I tugged just enough to get her attention and break her from her dazed state. She stared at me longingly. Red hues were sprayed across her face. Her skin was hot to the touch. I gently pulled her toward me. She offered no resistance at all and flashed me an approving smile. I stopped just inches before our lips were to meet. I held her in anticipation for several moments and watched excitedly as she moistened her lips with her tongue. I leaned in to her; she predictably closed her eyes and awaited the payoff that never came. I leaned back and watched a pleading look cross her face. I'm sure she was wrought with all sorts of emotions. Did she like to be teased? Should I end this charade? She had submitted her self to the will of Daphne and me. Whatever we wanted she to do was ours for the asking. I once again leaned in; I ran my tongue along her quivering lips and slowly parted her lips before I eased my tongue into her mouth. The sensation was electric. My member began to throb and I could hear my heart beat begin race. A massaging sensation began to dominate my lower extremity. The motion soothed me and intensified the feeling. As I began to withdraw I could feel Sabrina go limp, she had a look of supreme ecstasy wrapped across her beautiful face. As she layer back against the booth wall I glanced down to the exotic Daphne who was gently rubbing the existing bulge in my pants. A sly smile erupted from her and she pushed herself out from under the table and up towards me. Our mouths met half way and we exchanged a passionate kiss on the level of something I had never experienced before. The moment was momentous and branded me for life with an appreciation for experimental brunettes.
As things between Daphne and I began to heat up she suggested that we head to their room, "It's only a few blocks away." She said. After a little convincing I agreed to go. To the dismay of the Frat boys seated just feet from us the show was now officially over. I had a feeling of satisfaction as the frat boys watched me walk out of the bar with two beautiful bi-sexual women. Any man lives for that moment.
The hotel was not far from the lounge. However the walk was an agonizing one for me. I loved strolling through the streets hand in hand with two vixens but the anticipation was killing me. As we walked through the foyer of the hotel the feeling was almost unbearable. When the doors to the elevator slammed shut I pulled Daphne against me. I began tonguing the back of her earlobe and placed her hand on my now hard shaft. I moved her hand up and down against my groin while I slid my right hand around her waist and into her pants. As I pushed deeper into her world my index finger soon found her moist insides. I could feel her tremble a bit as I pushed the tip of my finger into her. Just as I prepared for a deeper insertion the elevator door sprung open revealing one of the hotels bell-boys. Embraced I immediately withdrew my hand and we began to move out of the elevator. Fortunately the room was not far.
As soon as we were in I sat down in a chair near the rear side of the room. Sabrina stretched out across the bed. Her skirt rose up just enough for me to steal a glimpse at her moist panties. I looked to Daphne and she sent me a seductive smile. She walked over to the mini-fridge and produced a bottle of wine. She slowly made her way towards me. She climbed onto my lap and began opening the wine. She took one sip then tipped it just enough for me to catch the cool liquid in my mouth. After I swallowed she leaned down and began kissing me deeply. My hands roamed free under her blouse and soon I was able to begin unbuttoning it. The sweet scent of her perfume filled the air as I exposed the flesh of her chest. I gently kissed her and eased up to unsnap her bra. It folded back with remarkable ease and her fleshy mounds were now mine for the nibbling. I filled my mouth with her breast as she moved her hands down to unbuckle my belt and release my man hood. I grabbed her hips and guided her to a more stable position. Her weight against my cock was almost unbearable. She slid back and then down to the floor. I quickly removed my shirt as her fingers pushed through the button on my pants. She cast me a childish look as she began to gently unzip my zipper. Before long I was in nothing but my boxers. As she slipped my boxers off I watched Sabrina begin to slip her panties down her long ivory legs and expose her fiery red bush. I smiled and then glanced down at Daphne who was busy marveling at my rod. "You're not going to become shy now are you?" I asked. She nodded assuring and replied, "No."
She took my cock into her hand and began to caress it ever so gently. She playfully kissed the head and then moved her tongue down along its flank. Daphne continued down and began licking my cock at its base. She lifted it up and tickled my balls with her tongue and placed one in her mouth. The feeling was beyond description. And as I looked her over a thought came to me. When I first saw this girl in the bar I never dreamed I would be invited up to her hotel let alone have her sucking on my cock. I decided then I would push my luck. As Daphne continued to suck on my manly member I looked over at Sabrina. Who by now had her fingers deep in her cunt. She was watching Daphne's face slide up and down my rod. "Crawl over here." I ordered. Sabrina was quick to comply. She sat up and crawled off the bed in my direction. As she closed in she stopped and removed her blouse. Her 34 c breast rubbed against my legs as she crawled and took up position next to Daphne. I watched in amazement as Daphne inhaled my limb and pushed it deep into her throat. The sight of two gorgeous chicks between my legs was surreal. As Daphne eased off my rod I motioned for Sabrina to suck it. She toyed with it at first bending I back and then she began to put the head in her mouth. She giggled at first then began to suck it. I pushed her head down gently and thrust my hips to ease it deeper into her mouth. A gag reflex erupted from her. "Too deep I asked?" She noddingly agreed. "Take it a lil at a time." Daphne instructed.
After a sip of wine Sabrina was ready to make another attempt. As she eased my fleshy member into her mouth I leaned back and allowed my self a moment to fully experience the sensation. Soon my cock was sliding effortlessly in and out of her beautiful mouth. It is a sight forever etched in my memory.
I was overcome by awe as I lay there pondering a thousand thoughts to. Every ounce of my being felt like it had ascended to another plane of existence. I was fulfilled. As I rolled over the two girls giggled playfully like two angelic beings part of some master plan. I felt lucky to have tasted and experienced them and knew this was not the last time our paths would meet, and as fate would have it there would be many more.