Sunday
On Sunday, as usual, I went to my friend's place to chat and have fun, having called him beforehand so he would stay in. My income is modest, so to get to him, who lives quite far from me (several dozen kilometers), I take the bus. After taking my seat, I paid the fare to the conductor and, as they say, "drifted off into my own thoughts," anticipating how he would press me against himself with his powerful torso. I had to spread my legs because my cock got hard. From above came a woman's voice: I was asked to give up my seat. I looked up and saw a lady about forty, twice my age, of impressive build with a full bag stuffed with groceries. Purely out of
politeness, I stood up. I don't know what she read on my face, what she understood about me, but after taking the seat, she unexpectedly and imperiously tugged my sleeve and I... ended up on her wide female thigh...I automatically jerked to get up. What would the people around me think? But the lady pressed me to herself with her hand. On the faces of those passengers looking in my direction, no emotion was reflected. The woman ordered me to sit still and explained her behavior. She understood that I was a passive gay man and was going to my partner to get pleasure, and she, an active lesbian, hadn't yet managed to find a new partner for herself and, therefore, for today would be in the role of "making do with what's available." This calmed me down somewhat and I called my friend to say I couldn't come to him.
Sitting on a woman's thighs turned out to be more pleasant than on my friend's hard knees. After two stops, we got off the bus, and I helped carry the bag of groceries to her house. At home, a girl was waiting for her, about my age. If I were interested in girls, I would definitely have fallen in love with her. With her looks, she could have participated in beauty contests. I'll add more: Lyuba was not inferior in height and build to her mother. She was a head taller than me.
Following Russian custom, they first sat me down to have lunch. During lunch, I learned that the Lady's name was Eleonora Vasilyevna, and the young girl Lyuba was her daughter, and both of them were lesbians. They never crossed the line of incest, but used "the catch," i.e., those they brought home. I was probably the first male catch. My somewhat feminine appearance, and the peculiarity of my sexual orientation: a passive gay man, removed, swept away their aversion to my formal masculinity and sparked their fantasy. They considered me a woman.
As soon as I finished lunch, Eleonora Vasilyevna expressively patted her thighs, inviting me to sit on her lap. I didn't resist. Sitting me sideways on her, she began to kiss and caress me, calling me her girl, Katyusha (I'm actually Kostya). Lyuba watched us with interest until her mother asked her to fetch the toy. Right from her lap, Eleonora Vasilyevna picked me up in her arms and carried me to the bed. There she undressed me completely and covered my entire body with kisses. Lyuba handed her mom the "toy" — an artificial penis. Obviously, these lesbians also practiced anal sex with their partners: along with the dildo, a half-liter jar of Vaseline was also handed over.
The lady scooped up some Vaseline with her thumb and thoroughly lubricated my anus, put on the artificial penis, and then leaned on me. I spread my legs and prepared for pain in my anus, as I had seen the size of their "toy," but — a miracle! — either there was a lot of lubricant, or the woman inserted it carefully and softly, but I felt no pain. erotic stories Meanwhile, another girl came into the apartment, apparently invited earlier. Lyuba chatted with her, hugged her, and lifted her up like a child, fortunately, the girl was much shorter. She sat the girl on her lap facing her and began kissing her face and squeezing her body. The girl responded in kind.
Eleonora Vasilyevna pressed me into the bed. A road roller was riding on me, compacting asphalt, though this living roller smelled of perfume. But strangely, my cock was in an aroused state again. Having satisfied my and her lust, having kneaded the passion zone with the artificial penis, the Lady got off me, took off the "toy" and handed it to her daughter. Lyuba finished hugging the girl. She got off Lyuba's lap and sat down next to Eleonora Vasilyevna...
And Lyuba put the penis on herself and invited me onto her lap. She, of course, noticed my protruding real phallus and smirked. First, Lyuba placed me between her beautiful legs in fishnet stockings and, scooping up some Vaseline with two fingers, she penetrated deep inside with those fingers, thoroughly lubricating everything inside. Leaning on Lyuba's shoulders, I got on my knees in front of her and carefully impaled myself on the plastic rod, which still retained the warmth of my womb. I placed my feet on her thighs for a greater amplitude of the dildo's movement, thus, I sat on the girl as if on a toilet.
Lyuba, embracing my torso, pushed the warm shaft further and further inside. I was being fucked by my peer, I was being fucked by a girl who just five years ago was a child, studying in school — these thoughts spurred my arousal. Her hands descended onto my already blood-engorged cock and massaged it. The volcano didn't keep me waiting long and erupted with white lava. Some of it got on the stockings. Embarrassed by the eruption, I wiped the semen that got on the stockings with my hand, put my fingers in my mouth, and licked them clean.
And the girl who had arrived was passionately embracing and kissing Eleonora Vasilyevna. And then she stuck her head between the Lady's thighs and licked her pussy. Lyuba helped me get off the penis and her knees and handed the dildo to her mother so she could fuck the guest, and I, in gratitude, delved between the young lesbian's thighs to caress her petals of passion with my tongue. By that time, it was already hot and wet like in a Russian bathhouse. Very soon I heard Lyuba's sighs and moans, and after a while, the guest's gasps and moans were added. Lyuba's fingers literally dug into my head. In my mouth, I felt her ambrosia, reminiscent of mango juice. But then — the thighs, which had until then gripped my head in a steel vise, relaxed, and I heard from her a whispered word of thanks.
I was already getting dressed. But the guest expressed a desire to "bend" me over, to fuck me in the doggy style position. After being used by two women, refusing a young, beautiful girl was illogical and impolite. And for the completeness of sensations, I was exactly missing this experience... I allowed her to pull off the swimming trunks I had just put on and leaned my hands on Lyuba's knees. The guest attached the penis to herself, smeared it with Vaseline, and placed it at the opening. I spread my buttocks with my hands, and she pushed it inside with a thrust. After five thrusts, she allowed me to straighten up and hugged me. The fabric of her "leopard-print" leggings caressed the skin of my buttocks. A thought surfaced in my mind: "I could have gotten pregnant from these women if they had real penises, and if men could give birth."
My aroused organ didn't just enter, but floated into the moist, hot cave and found itself, not only it, but I, in a real paradise. My entire body was seized by unearthly bliss. And my volcano erupted again, but somewhere deep inside. In some kind of oblivion or shock, I lay down on my back next to the girl. I looked questioningly into the guest's eyes, because my eruption into her womb would have consequences, but I saw a smile and approval there. I never went to my friend's place again, I didn't even answer his calls. And a few days later, I filed an application with Mila at the registry office. Author — Nikоnt.