Odyssey of Hannah & Laena Ch.5
Waking up, I slowly opened my eyes. The last thing I could remember was laying my head against Laena’s shoulder. But now I was comfily lying down on the couch, alone. “Where’s Laena?” I thought, scanning the living room. She was nowhere to be found.
Checking the clock, it was almost nine o’clock. “Dang, I took a long nap,” I groaned. Letting out a soft sigh, I moved my legs off to the side of the couch and sat there for a few moments. As I sat there, the memories of what had happened earlier today came flooding back into my head like a raging torrent. Everything I had done with Lewis was still fresh in my mind. My face blushed intensely and my ears were blazing hot as I processed all that we had done together. The kissing, the blowjobs I had given him, and Lewis fingering me to a raging climax. We had behaved so lewdly! Now that I had regained full clarity coming off my sexual high, I did not know what to think. Embarrassed? Ashamed? Aroused? Ugh, I couldn’t decide.
Shaking my head out of embarrassment, I got up from the couch and made my way to the bedroom. Opening the door, I was relieved to see Laena lying there, sleeping soundly. But I raised an eyebrow: Laena was a hot mess. Not only was she nude, but her now short hair was disheveled and her skin looked sticky. Walking over to her side of the bed, I inspected my sleeping beauty more closely. It looked like she’d been sleeping for some time. Noticing a slight shiver run across her body, I tucked the blanket over her. After covering her up, I sat on the edge of the bed next to her and gazed fondly at my lover.
Laena looked so pretty. Her mouth was slightly parted and her resting face looked so peaceful. I smiled happily as I looked down at her. I was so glad to have her in my life. Laena was one of the only people who really understood me. She had been there for me during some of the toughest moments of my life. If not for her, I don’t know where I would be. And I really appreciated her eager acceptance of this fantasy I had introduced. At first I had been too scared to bring it up. I hadn’t known how Laena would handle it. The dildo we had started playing with, then pretending it was Lewis’s cock that we were giving blowjobs too, and then proposing that we should reward Lewis with real blowjobs for his saving me from the disgusting grocery store perv! The worst case scenario was that she would get mad at me for bringing up the idea of fucking someone else, that we would get into a huge argument, and even the possibility that we would break up. Luckily, and somewhat to my surprise, Laena turned out to be just as much into the idea of “rewarding” Lewis as I was: what a huge relief!
“God, I love her so much!” I thought. Before getting up, I noticed her phone on the bedside table. Being the nosy person I am, I picked it up and turned it on. Laena knew how nosy I was and had grown accustomed to me constantly inspecting her phone. She even seemed amused about it sometimes. It wasn’t that I was checking her phone because I didn’t trust her. I just wanted to play with it.
Turning her phone on, my eyes widened to see that there was a message from Lewis. Like an eagle, my head quickly turned to make sure she was still asleep. Relieved to see she was still deep in her slumber, I tried to figure out what Lewis might have been texting her about. Because her phone wasn’t fully unlocked, I wasn’t able to read the actual contents of his message, just that he had sent her one.
My curiosity got the better of me. A good girlfriend wouldn’t sneak a look at her lover’s messages. That would be an invasion of privacy. But I wasn’t always a good girl. I just needed an excuse for why I should pry into her personal tests. “Laena has nothing to hide. She never does,” I argued to myself. “Plus, if it has to do with Lewis and our fantasy, I should take a look. After all, this was now our shared fantasy.” I trusted Laena with my life. What could really go wrong? At this point, Pandora’s box was already open. So getting mad at her for a possible text exchange with Lewis would be hypocritical. Especially given what I had already done.
Already knowing Laena’s password, I opened up her messages app and clicked on Lewis’s icon. As I scanned rapidly through her texts with Lewis, my mouth fell open in shock. Laena hadn’t just been texting with our neighbor, she had been outright sexting with him! As my deep brown eyes read more carefully through all of the messages they had sent to each other, a flame of arousal kindled in my body.
After seeing some of the dirty things she had texted him, I looked down at her and whispered, “You dirty slut.” I couldn’t believe some of the stuff she had sent to him. Sitting on his face while sucking his cock, getting Lewis hooked on how she tasted, and fucking! Laena had a dirtier mind than me!
And don’t even get me started on the pictures they had exchanged. My ears blazed hotly at seeing the sexy nude photos my lover had sent to Lewis; my loins squeezed tightly as I studied the dick pics that he had sent back to her. Their entire conversation was so hot, so taboo! My girlfriend had been blatantly sexting our attractive neighbor while I had been innocently napping (well, okay, maybe not so innocently, given how I had tired myself out). It was almost like she was cheating on me. But I was okay with it. Seeing how deeply Laena was immersing herself in our little fantasy, I couldn’t deny how hot it was. And I had no doubt that Laena was going to tell me anyway. She was always honest with me.
As I read back through some of the messages Lewis had sent to Laena, I was baffled yet again at how dirty he was capable of being. All the things that he said he would do with my girlfriend: my body got hot just thinking about it! “Lewis, you dirty boy. Sending lewd messages and photos to my lover.”
I had been so busy skimming through all their messages that I was a little slow to realize the obvious. “Had they been masturbating together?” I asked myself. Scrolling back through their dirty exchanges more carefully, I realized that’s exactly what they had been doing. “You horny pervs!” I whispered, not wanting to disturb Laena’s slumber.
Looking back down at Laena, I reached under the blanket and carefully pulled her hand up to my face. Taking a small whiff of her fingers only provided more evidence of her dirty crime. But being a dirty perv myself, I cautiously gave Laena’s fingers a little lick. I couldn’t help it. She tasted so good. Feeling Laena’s arm twitch in reaction to my licks, I carefully returned her arm under the blanket and stood back up.
As I did so, I realized how gross and sticky I was. “Ugh, I need a shower,” I admitted. Once inside the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes. Noticing I wasn’t wearing any panties, I wondered why. I bit my lip when I recalled that I had given them to Lewis. “Oh, that’s why,” I chuckled.
Turning on the shower to let the water warm up, I went over to the sink and brushed my teeth. Staring at myself in the mirror, I noticed some marks on my neck. “What the?” Upon closer inspection, I realized the marks on my neck were bruises. Hickies…
“Oh my god!” I squealed. Moving my long black hair aside to better expose my neck, I saw that it was littered with hickies. “Dammit, Lewis. I told you to slow down,” I muttered with annoyance.
But the more I contemplated the pattern of bruises, the more I was overcome with a strange surge of arousal. I couldn’t explain it; something more primal was emerging from depths of feeling I hadn’t known that I possessed. It was as if Lewis had marked me as his mate. Flutters filled my body. “This is kinda hot,” I thought. But then my thoughts turned back to Laena. What would she think! Would she be mad? Given how far we had already dug ourselves down into this rabbit hole,though, she might just think it was as weirdly hot as I did. Then, yet another thought intruded in the form of a strange lurking desire to see Laena get marked by Lewis. The image of both Laena and I getting marked as Lewis’s mates caused my pussy to get wet. It was so taboo, so naughty. The reflection of my illicit hickies had almost disappeared beneath the fog from the steamy shower, so I broke the distracting train of my thoughts long enough to finish brushing my teeth.
Done at last, I jumped into the warm running water. The warm water cascading down my body felt so refreshing. As all the sweat and other nefarious bodily fluids were washed away, I closed my eyes and turned my face up toward the shower head. Everything that had happened between Lewis and me over the last day ran rampant through my mind. Subconsciously, my hand drifted down to my crotch. My hand hovered over my pussy. But the weight of exhaustion still reigned over my body. I debated whether I should touch myself or not. The warm water had relaxed my body so much that my knees were almost buckling. If I masturbated now, I would collapse to the shower floor from sheer fatigue.
I jerked my hand away from my crotch and turned the shower to cold to ease my horniness. The icy water jolted my body. It was so uncomfortable, even if it was for my own good. The coldness ran through me like a shot of adrenaline, suppressing my arousal just enough and keeping me from passing out in the shower. I quickly applied my hair soap to my hair and body. As soon as I finished, I hastily turned off the shower to end my freezing discomfort. I sighed in relief as the rain of ice cold water ended. Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself and performed my nightly routine.
Exiting the bathroom, I returned to the bed where Laena still slept soundly. Unwrapping the damp towel, I grabbed a random pair of panties from the closet and slipped them on, then pulled on a large t-shirt. Still feeling cold from the shower, I slipped under the comfort of our blanket as quickly as I could. My body melted into the softness of our bed. Although I was rapidly regaining my comfort level, my body was still shivering. I didn’t want to disturb Laena’s sleep, but I was too cold to care. And I desired her warmth and presence. Nothing is more soothing than the warmth of your lover.
Scooting over next to Laena, I wrapped my arm around her and draped my leg over hers. As I cuddled with her, Laena unconsciously snuggled her body into mine, holding me tight without ever waking up. We were now cuddled closely with our legs intertwined and her face right next to mine. My deep brown eyes gazed at her peacefully sleeping face. I smiled again, reminding myself just how lucky I was to have someone like her in my life. Closing my eyes, I gently rested my forehead against hers and fell asleep.
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Today was the day. Laena nervously paced back and forth in the bedroom while I sat on the bed. “You’ll be fine, Laena, relax,” I said reassuringly.
Laena stopped and turned to me, “You think so?! Because this is the first time I’ve been with a guy in like, forever!” I could understand her nervousness. As I knew from personal experience, being with a guy is very different from being with a woman. Still, it was somewhat amusing to see my usually calm and composed girlfriend reduced to a nervous wreck.
“You sure didn’t seem nervous when you were sexting him last night,” I teased. When we had woken up earlier that morning, Laena and I had already had a conversation about her salacious endeavors on the phone with Lewis. At first she had felt guilty, but as we talked about it her guilt quickly dissipated and we had both agreed that what she had done was so hot. We had gushed at how big Lewis’s cock was and had giggled in triumph over how badly he wanted us both. We had sounded just like high school girls gushing over their newest crush. Only using much more explicit language and going into much more graphic detail.
“Messaging someone on the phone is very different from the real thing, Hannah,” she countered, bracing her hands on her hips. Laena’s fidgeting told me just how close to the verge of short-circuiting her mind was.
Wanting to help her relax, I motioned her to come over to me. She sighed and made her way to my side of the bed. Laena sat down on the edge of the bed next to me, then closed her eyes as she lay back and rested her head on my lap.
Poking her cheek with my finger, I asked, “You going to be okay, babe?”
Laena took in a deep breath and exhaled. Slowly opening her eyes, she looked up at me with her emerald gems and replied, “Yeah, babe, I think I’ll be fine. I just don’t really know what to expect with this whole Lewis thing. Hearing what you guys did is intimidating.”
“Don’t worry, Laena. Lewis will take care of you. You trust him, don’t you?” I asked as I played with her hair.
Relaxing a bit more, she replied, “Yeah, I trust him, I guess…”
“Good!” I said happily. “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about!”
Laena chuckled a bit and sat back up. “You don’t think I could cancel my appointment with him by any chance?” she nervously suggested. I arched my eyebrow in disappointment. We were this far into it. She couldn’t back out now.
“It’s a little too late for that now, don’t you think, Laena?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“Ye- yeah, I know, it’s ju-. I- Ugh, I don’t know…” Laena struggled to formulate a sentence. I knew Laena wanted to do this as much as I did. She just needed a little push.
As we sat there in awkward silence, I thought of an approach that would get her gears going. “Hm, okay. I guess you’ll be doing my laundry for the whole week, then. No, wait, two weeks. Since you’ve decided to bail out on giving Lewis his reward.” Laena’s eyes shot open and looked at me. Her mouth hung agape and she was at a loss for words. I knew I had struck a chord. Giving her an evil little smirk, I feinted in the direction of my phone.
Prodding Laena more, I said, “Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to tell Lewis that you’re flaking out of your little arrangement with him, I’m sure he will be disappointed.” But just as I was about to snatch up my phone from the bedside table, Laena seized my wrist. She was so much stronger than me, she had me in an iron grip. We locked eyes, glaring at each other. Her green eyes pierced through my very soul. She was starting to scare me.
“I’ll do it,” she softly capitulated. I was elated at how well my little strategy was working.
“What was that? No, no, it’s okay, Laena. You want to back out. Let me just text Lewis,” I reiterated, trying to reach for my phone again. But Laena’s grip was unrelenting. I applied more force, but she wouldn’t budge.
I made yet another futile attempt towards my phone, but Laena jerked my hand away, saying, “Hannah, stop, stop. I’ll fucking do it! Please don’t text him. I’m not going to flake out. I’ll give him his reward!” She was now as eager to stop me from texting Lewis as she had been ambivalent before. It was as if she didn’t want to disappoint him. “Huh, so that’s how it is.”
Smiling deviously, I teased Laena a bit more. “You sound pretty eager not to displease Lewis, Laena. I know you know how much he deserves his reward. Plus with all that dirty talking on the phone. You better put your money where your mouth is.”
“Ugh, shut up Hannah. I ju- I just don’t want to go back on my word. That’s all.”
Laena sighed and fell onto my lap again. “You really know how to push my buttons.” I let out a small snicker and smiled.
“You know me babe, heh heh,” I giggled.
Laena chuckled and sat back up. Scooting herself closer to me, she laid her fingers along the side of my neck. I flinched in discomfort as her fingers played upon my bruises. “I can’t believe that you let Lewis give you hickies,” Laena stated.
“I di- ow, tell him to slow down. But I guess it can’t be helped. He wa- ow, ravenous.” I shrugged. “Be careful, Laena, my neck is sensitive right now.”
“Sorry,” Laena apologized. She eased off the pressure of her touch but continued her scrutiny of my neck. “Lewis, you dirty boy, giving my girlfriend hickies,” she murmured.
“Just you wait, Laena. He’s gonna mark you, too,” I thought diabolically. Dammit, why was I once again allowing these strange images to take root in my brain? “Hannah, what are you going to do? Don’t you have somewhere to be today?” Laena asked, still focused on the visibility of my bruises. Her question reminded me that Andre was in town and that I was planning to have lunch with him.
I considered her concern for a moment. But it was an easy fix. “I’ll just cover it up with some make-up. Don’t worry, babe.” Laena relaxed a bit more and pulled her hand away from my neck.
“What time do you have to leave?” Laena asked.
“Huh, trying to get me out of here? Let me see,” I responded. Checking my phone, my eyes shot open: it was almost time for me to head out. Andre and I had agreed to meet at around 1pm, and it was almost 12:45!
“OH MY GOD! I have to go right now, Laena!” I screamed. Jumping out of bed, I frantically got ready. As I scrambled around the bedroom, Laena watched and giggled as she observed my crazed state.
Whipping off my sleeping shirt, I threw it onto the bed and opened the closet. I scanned around for something nice to wear. I gave up looking for something specific and just grabbed some black high-waisted buttoned shorts and a white long sleeved, strapless top. I would have worn something nicer, if I hadn’t been in such a rush. Laying my outfit out on the bed, I rushed into the bathroom to freshen up.
I put on some light make-up and applied some perfume. I also made sure to cover up the hickies on my neck to prevent Andre and any other nosy onlookers from wondering about my sex life. Heading back into the bedroom, I hurriedly pulled on my outfit. Tying my hair into a loose ponytail, I turned to face Laena. “How do I look?” I asked.
“You look so pretty, Hannah,” Laena nodded. Standing up, she walked over and gave me a kiss on the lips. Our small kiss threatened to turn into a mini make-out session. But not wanting to be late, we managed to make our way out of the bedroom instead.
Swiping my purse up off the counter, I began slipping on some sandals over by the front door. Before I could escape out the door, however, Laena interrupted, “Wait! I still want to finish talking about my thing with Lewis…”
I twisted my head back toward her. Everything was happening so fast and I really needed to get going. “Oh, uhhh, you’ll be fine, Laena, I’m sure. Like I said, he’ll take care of you,” I said in a hurry. Laena still looked nervous as hell. Wanting to further relax her, I walked over and gave her a nice big hug. She returned the favor, wrapping her arms around me. Laena’s body still felt tense in my arms, but the more we held each other, the more she relaxed.
Pulling away from our embrace, Laena asked, “Oh, by the way, do you want me to update you as well?” What she was asking about had totally gotten lost amid all my other preoccupations. Although I would have loved it if she had reciprocated the updates I had given her the day before, I didn’t really want to be distracted during my lunch with Andre. I knew how horny those updates might make me. I had to fight an internal battle before responding. But foregoing the updates would be the best choice.
“Umm, actually that’s okay, babe. You don’t have to update me.” Laena raised her eyebrow, baffled by my answer. “I don’t want any distractions during my lunch. You know how restless I can get.”
“What?! Hannah, are you sure? I want to keep you in the loop. This is our little thing.” Laena refuted. She looked a little livid.
I had no more time to argue with her; I was already running late. So I compromised, saying, “Okay, okay, just text me what you are doing. But no pictures. Please, no pictures. If I start looking at them, my brain will shut down and that wouldn’t be fair to Andre.”
Laena just chuckled and nodded in agreement. “If Lewis gives me the chance, maybe I can take some anyway, and we can look at them later.”
“Okay, I really have to get going now! I’ll see you later, babe. Don’t have too much fun,” I winked, before giving her one last peck on the lips.
Hearing me say that, Laena’s face flushed with embarrassment. I giggled and ran out of our apartment.
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After seeing Hannah off, I went back into the bedroom. Walking over to our bed, I fell over and planted my face into the mattress. All I could see was the darkness of the void. At first I was pretty confident about seeing Lewis. But after sleeping on it, the weight of what I was planning on doing had crashed down on me.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to give Lewis his reward, it was the fact that I had little to no experience with men. The last time I was with a guy was a long time ago. Yeah, I had talked about all that dirty stuff with Lewis on the phone. But that was still just talk. Doing the real thing was very different from texting. What if I sucked? But I’d had plenty of practice on our dildo. I was sure I would do fine. The only question was whether I was going to do it better than Hannah. Having had more experience with men than me, she had the edge.
But I had made a commitment, and I didn’t want to back out now. Especially after that stunt Hannah had pulled on me. She had delivered a real sucker punch. She knew exactly what she was doing, and it infuriated me. “AAUUGGHH!” I screamed into the bed. I needed to get myself together.
After lying there limply for a few minutes, I composed myself, pushed my body up from the bed, and stood up. Going into the bathroom, I stared at myself in the mirror above the sink. Running my hands through my hair, I wondered if Lewis would like it short. Everything had happened so fast yesterday, I wasn’t sure whether he just hadn’t noticed, or whether he hadn’t found the right moment to mention it. I had this strange longing for his approval.
Sighing, I placed my hands on the edge of the sink and leaned forward. I gave myself a look of determination, and began the process of psyching myself up. This was a little ritual I performed if I was nervous about doing something. “You can do this, Laena! You can do it!” I confidently told myself. I repeated this several times until I felt mentally and physically ready.
I felt reinvigorated; I was really getting into the mood. My nervousness was subsiding, overruled by my increasing excitement and arousal. Thinking about all the dirty things I was planning to do with Lewis eroded my self-doubt. I was ready. Ready to give him his reward.
Picking up my phone, I sent him a quick text telling him I would be over in a few, sealing my fate. Lewis had never specified when exactly he wanted me to come over. But I didn’t want to wait around. If he wanted his dick sucked by his hot neighbor, he had better be ready at a moment’s notice. Waiting would only invite the return of my anxiety.. I needed to go while I was in the mood. Not waiting for a response, I put my phone down and got ready. I had a whole menu of things I needed to work through to prepare myself for this little date. Shower, brush my teeth, apply my make-up, and put on a pretty outfit.
While I was taking my shower, I made sure the water was hot and steamy enough to stoke the flames of my arousal. As I thought about all the naughty things I had sexted about with Lewis, I felt my pussy throb. I really wanted to touch myself. But I held off. I would need all this sexual energy for when I saw Lewis, so I reluctantly held off. Getting out of the shower, I toweled off and began to freshen up. Luckily for me, I was naturally very pretty, so I’d never really needed a ton of make-up. Just enough to accentuate my already good looks. I also made sure to dab on some of that perfume that I knew Lewis loved. If he was going to give me the Hannah-treatment, I wanted to smell good for the occasion.
I was pretty observant. I knew Lewis loved the aroma of my perfume because of the way he lingered near me. When we hugged, he would inhale extra deeply, taking in as much of my scent as he could before we broke apart. He did the same with Hannah. He would take in as much of her scent as he could. We had this man literally panting for us!
I headed to the closet to pick out something to wear. I was looking for something sexy, but something that was comfortable at the same time. Finding something nice, I grabbed it and laid it on the bed. Then I debated what kind of underwear I should wear for Lewis. After thinking about it, I decided that I wanted to surprise him. I got out a black thong and slipped it on. Usually I would wear thongs just for Hannah, but I thought this would be a special enough occasion. I checked myself out in the mirror. “Damn girl,” I thought, “no way he won’t want a taste of this.”
I decided not to wear a bra because I wanted to feel extra sexy and, plus, it would be more comfortable. It wasn’t like I was going out or anything. I was just going to be next door. And I had two other reasons. Easy access and, hey, that bra would likely be coming off anyway.
I had chosen a navy blue v-neck strap mini dress. Putting it on, I checked myself out in the closet mirror. The dress conformed perfectly to my body, accentuating all the curves of my sexy form. I stretched out the fabric with my fingers, admiring its softness and indulging in another feel of my shapely curves. The skirt was tastefully short, just reaching my mid-thigh. It was very alluring, but not overly risqué. I felt lush and desirable. “So this is what Hannah feels like when she wears clothes like this,” I thought.
I didn’t wear dresses all that often: I felt like it wasn’t really my style. Hell, I couldn’t even remember how I had acquired this one. So it was undeniably odd seeing myself in something like this. My legs felt so free, so exposed. I wasn’t sure how I felt. I was a little embarrassed since I felt kinda naked. But at the same time I felt sexy and luscious. I spun around a few times to get a better look at myself. The dress really showed off my nicely shaped ass, stretching the material just right. I looked really good. “Huh, maybe I should wear dresses more often,” I concluded.
Walking away from the mirror, I checked my phone to see if Lewis had texted me back. Strangely, he still hadn’t replied. He had said that he was free all day today. So why hadn’t he texted me back? I began to worry about all the possible scenarios that might explain why he hadn’t replied. “Is his phone dead? No, that couldn’t be it, he was at home, he should have a charger on him,” I thought. Could he just be playing some sort of game with me? I had told him to wait for me wearing no more than his underwear. Was he already waiting for me, with no place to put his phone? I bit my lip to the idea of him following my orders so exactly. Good boy! My body swelled with excitement. I couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to see him now!
“All right, Lewis, I’ll play your game,” I concluded. I headed hastily from our bedroom toward the front door, but then made a quick detour for a sip of water. Holding the glass of water, I saw that my hand was trembling. I thought I had overcome my earlier set of nerves, but my body was definitely sending a different signal. I set the cup in the sink before I dropped it. Remembering to update Hannah, I sent her a quick text to let her know that I was leaving. Putting my phone away, I went over to the front door and slipped on some black Nike slides, before exiting the apartment.
Closing the door behind me, I went to Lewis’s door and eagerly knocked on it. I was so excited and aroused. I was going to give him such a good reward! Lewis was going to get hooked on my warm, wet, welcoming mouth. I was certainly motivated by my bet with Hannah. Like hell was I going to do her laundry for an entire week. I was going to make her pay for all that teasing.
Hearing faint footsteps approaching the door, my heart started to race with anticipation. I didn’t want to waste any more time. The second Lewis opened the door, I wanted to pounce on him. As the door opened, I advanced into the gap. But I immediately stopped. The person opening the door wasn’t Lewis.
Standing before me was a woman. She had long dark chocolate hair, black eyes, and a very elegant look about her. She was a little taller than me, so I had to tilt my emerald eyes up to meet her dark, womanly orbs.
“How can I help you?” the woman asked. My heart dropped. Who the hell was she? Was she the reason why Lewis hadn’t texted me back? Because he was with her?! I was suddenly fuming with jealousy and anger.
“Oh, uh, is Lewis home?” I replied, smiling uneasily and clenching my fists hard to mask my growing anger and jealousy. Why was I feeling like this? It’s not like Lewis was my boyfriend or anything. He was a grown adult. He could do whatever he wanted. But I was possessed by a strange feeling of entitlement: he belonged to me and Hannah.
“Yes, he is. He’s in the bathroom right now. Would you like to come in?” she answered courteously. I barely knew her, but I was already feeling this tinge of disdain for her. It was uncalled for, I know, but I needed to know who she was and what she wanted from Lewis. My Lewis. Our Lewis!
“Yeah, sure,” I nodded. She ushered me into the apartment. Walking in, I saw that Lewis’s apartment was exactly as Hannah had described to me. “Not bad,” I thought.
“Oh, please have a seat! Lewis should be coming back out in just a sec,” she offered. I simply nodded and sat down on his couch. Scanning my surroundings, I realized that this is where Hannah and Lewis had shared their first kiss. My heart raced at the knowledge of the lewd things that had happened between my neighbor and my girlfriend on this very piece of furniture.
My train of thought was broken as someone spoke. “So what’s your name?” the woman asked. I turned to look at her again with a slight glare in my eyes.
“Laena,” I replied, with a tinge of venom. She simply smiled and nodded, as if unfazed by my reply.
“That’s a pretty name,” she complimented me. “My name is Amelia. Nice to meet you!” she happily smiled.
“Who the hell is she?!” I thought. All happy to meet me. Her upbeat nature was rubbing me the wrong way. Was she mocking me? Who was she?! My mind raced in circles trying to work out what her relationship with Lewis was.
I wanted to just ask her what she was to Lewis right then and there. But before I could, she beat me to it. “So, how do you know Lewis?”
Her beating me to my question irked me a bit. But wanting to keep up some outward semblance of politeness, I answered, “Oh, we’re just neighbors.”
“Just blowjob neighbors,” my thoughts simmered. She nodded and continued, “And what brings you around here?” My body twitched with anger. I was supposed to be interrogating her, not the other way around!
“Lewis and I planned to hang out today…” I answered back, trailing off. She smiled in an evil way. Her smile looked very similar to the kind that Hannah and I might convey. Her reaction caught me a little off guard. “Why did she smile like that?!” I asked myself.
Before she could say anything further, our attention was diverted as someone else walked into the living room. My eyes widened: it was Lewis!
Seeing me, Lewis looked visibly surprised that I was in his apartment. “Oh, hey, Laena,” he replied nervously. Although I was happy to see him, I hadn’t forgotten this other woman’s presence and my wide-eyed, excited look turned into a wicked glare.
In response to my piercing glare, Lewis said, “I’m guessing you introduced yourselves to each other?” he laughed uneasily.
“We have, ” I replied sternly.
“Well, I’m glad you’ve met my older sister,” he added, as if he knew that I was missing an important piece of the puzzle.
The word sister echoed through my head. My glare went away and my mouth dropped. All my anger and jealousy dissipated and embarrassment came roaring in. My ears got hot and my face turned beet red. My eyes alternated between Lewis and his sister, Amelia. I was starting to see the resemblance. Guilt settled in for my wicked behavior towards her.
“O- oh, I uh. Wha-,” my embarrassment choked me and I couldn’t seem to get a word out. As I looked back at Lewis’s sister, she just chuckled, embarrassing me even more.
Taking advantage of my inability to speak, Amelia turned to Lewis and said, “How come you haven’t told me about your lady friend here?” Lewis looked nervous, as if he was unsure how to describe our complicated relationship.
Sensing his uptightness, Amelia moved closer to Lewis and gave him a little nudge in the shoulder. “Is she your girlfriend?” she teased. Hearing her ask that short-circuited my brain. I wanted to scream into a pillow.
“Uh, well it’s kinda complicated,” Lewis replied, hesitant to reveal too much about our illicit relationship. “We’re seeing each other, I guess.”
His revelation made my heart pound out of my chest. “What are you saying, dummy?!” I screamed to myself. At the same time, what he was implying was undeniably exciting. He wasn’t lying, at least; given the way we had been talking and sexting with each other, I guess we were technically seeing each other. “We certainly saw a lot of each other with the photos we exchanged…”
“Awwwee, my baby brother has a girlfriend!” she exclaimed, giving him a big embrace. “I thought that after Veronica you were never gonna date again.” Veronica? Who was she?
Pulling away from their hug, Lewis gave her a death stare. “I never said we were dating, Amelia.”
“Okayyy Lewis, surrreee,” Amelia said sarcastically, before walking over to me.
“Let me get a good look at you, sweety,” she asked. With my brain fried from everything that was happening, I mindlessly followed her request.
I stood up from the couch, letting Amelia inspect me up and down with her onyx eyes. “Mhhmm,” she hummed, examining all my features. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she turned me around so she could further inspect everything. “Oh, mmhmm.”
Spinning me back around, she said, “You’re perfect for Lewis.” I was very flattered by her compliment. But with everything happening so fast, I didn’t know what to think. I already had a girlfriend. And all this talk about me dating Lewis made me feel lightheaded.
“Oh, and I love your hair by the way,” she added. Although I enjoyed her compliments, I would much rather hear them from Lewis. Looking over at him, I gave him a look that asked him what he thought about my hair.
“Yeah, your hair is very nice,” he was quick to add. I shot a glare at him. “I mean very lovely. That’s what I meant. Very lovely,” he reiterated. I smiled with satisfaction, finally hearing what I had wanted from Lewis.
“Well, as much as I would love to get to know you better, I have to get going now. I hope I can see more of you again. Please stick around, for Lewis’s sake,” Amelia said, letting go of my shoulders. Lewis rolled his eyes and chuckled.
I was relieved that she was going to leave. Now I could have some personal time with Lewis.
She walked over to Lewis and gave him another hug and went to the front door. “Now you two don’t have too much fun,” she winked, wanting to get one more kick in before leaving. Lewis and I visibly tensed up in reaction to her little tease. Well, she wasn’t wrong in implying that fun was in our plans.
“Can you leave now??” Lewis said, sounding aggravated. Amelia giggled and exited the apartment with a small wave.
Seeing the door close behind her, I fell onto the couch and let out a huge sigh of relief. “You didn’t tell me you had a sister, Lewis.” I uttered. “And why didn’t you reply to my text.”
Sitting down next to me, Lewis replied, “Sorry, I didn’t have my phone on me. Amelia came over on such short notice. I didn’t have time to tell you.” He laid his head back and looked up at the ceiling.
An awkward silence ensued. My hard-won mood had been totally quenched by this random occurrence. My anxiety returned. I had come to my neighbor’s apartment with the intention of sucking his cock. It was hard enough to believe that’s what I was doing. But I figured that the best way to rid myself of all my anxiety was to get hot and aroused.
Returning my attention to Lewis, I asked, “How do I look?” I turned so he could get a better look at my luscious body.
His eyes took me in, walking up and down my mesmerizing shape. He didn’t need to say a word for me to know that he was liking what he saw. Crawling over to him, I whispered, “You know, I’m not wearing a bra right now. I know how badly you’ve been wanting to touch them. I see how you always sneak glances at them. Are you ready to finally feel my tits?”
Lewis’s eyes widened in excitement, “Yeah, I wanna feel them.” Grabbing his hand, I guided it onto one of my boobs.
I moaned softly, feeling his big strong hand perfectly cup my supple yet perky boob. As he groped me, my green eyes locked with his dark orbs. Every time he squeezed me, I would let out a moan. Our faces drew closer to each other as he groped me. We soon found ourselves mere centimeters apart. Each of our faces was brushed by the other’s hot breath. This was it. I was about to kiss someone who was not my lover. And that someone was a guy: it had been god knows how long since I’d kissed a man. But I was comfortable with it since it was with someone I trusted.
Then, our lips connected for the first time. I had done it, I had kissed another person who was not Hannah. It felt so wrong, so taboo. But I grew to love that naughty sense of wrongness, it only made things hotter and more arousing. It was a bit awkward at first, but the longer we kissed, the more comfortable we got with each other. Things were quickly turning more intense. Lewis’s bigger lips enveloped mine. The sounds of our lips suctioning and smacking against each other echoed throughout the living room.
Then he surprised me by pressing his tongue into my mouth. I moaned, feeling his large imposing tongue enter my orifice. Our tongues battled as we traded our fluids with each other. I savored his taste of fresh mint. I tried to assert my dominance over him but, god, he was strong. I was usually the more dominant one, so being challenged by this make out session was lighting my competitive fires. Placing my hands on each side of his head, I attempted to push my tongue deeper into his mouth. But he wouldn’t budge. I tried and I tried, but his tongue was immovable. “So this is what Hannah was talking about,” I thought, as I struggled to gain control.
I squealed in his mouth, as I felt his big hands grab onto the sides of my head. His tongue broke through my defenses. It was as if he had been holding back that entire time. Had he been sandbagging me? The battle for dominance was now over. I had given up fighting him and was just letting him play with my tongue. As competitive as I was, I felt somewhat humiliated at my loss. But at the same time, I enjoyed letting him take control. It was very different, but then everything I was doing was different. I was getting a taste of what Hannah felt all the time. Being more submissive.
But not wanting to give up that easily, I traced my hand over his crotch and grabbed onto his junk. This ploy worked, his tongue let up and I took the opportunity to take back some control. He groaned, feeling my hand enveloping his cock over his shorts. Holding him like that, it was only then I realized what I was doing. I was holding my neighbor’s cock in my hand! Feeling him swell in my grip was moistening my tight little lesbian pussy.
Momentarily overcome by my own boldness, it was now my turn to lose focus; this gave Lewis the chance to regain his composure and he easily reasserted control over me. “Dammit!” I thought, feeling his strong tongue again claiming ownership of mine.