The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires - Sex Stories

The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

... particularly sweet if Jemima's luscious lips were suctioned to her clit when Cillian did it.

"He's away, little one. Remember?"

"Oh," Angela muttered, chagrined.

"So, A2. We all good for tonight?"

"I can bail if I find it's not for me, right?" Ange asked, already knowing the answer.

"Of course," Jemima confirmed.

"Great!" Angela exclaimed. "See you around five p.m." She shut the call off.

Putting her phone back in her pocketbook, Jemima walked back inside, a smile splitting her pretty face. "Leslie, Tina, I have a friend who wants to join us tonight. Is that okay?"

"Who?" Tina doubtfully asked, unable to believe the gorgeous woman before her could be a lesbian, let alone that she knew someone who would date her (Tina).

"Oh, just a pretty, young, raven-haired teenager with the tightest pussy I've ever been fortunate enough to stick my tongue in," Jem nonchalantly said. "She's new to woman-on-woman sex but loves to experiment. You'd be her first butch woman."

"How the fuck do you say 'no' to that?" Tina wonderingly asked.

"You don't," Leslie agreed.

"Cool," Jemima said, throwing her arms around Leslie's bull neck and kissing her cheek, ensuring she rubbed her rigid nipples on the large woman's upper arm. "See you at mine when you get finished here? What time is that?"

"I can be there around 3.30-4.00," Tina confirmed after checking Jemima's address.

"Awesome," Jemima cooed. "Make it lamb steaks and bring something to swim in."

"Lamb ...

... steaks?" Tina questioned before remembering that cows are sacred animals in India. "Oh," she blushed. "Never mind. Are boxers okay? I don't want to have to go home to change."

"Sure," Jemima dismissed. My neighbours are both in two-story houses, though. They'll be able to see you in the pool if they look."

"Nobody's looking at these itty-bitty things," Tina said, touching her barely A-cups.

"Besides," Leslie joked. "Even if they do look, they'll just think you're Jem's transvestite uncle."

"Bitch!" Tina said without heat, knowing her friend was only teasing. "Besides, at least I don't look like I could play front row for the Melbourne Storm!"

"Tsk, tsk, men," Jemima teased. "Please don't fight over little ole me!"

"Careful, or you're getting spanked!" Leslie quipped.

"Oh, could I, please?" Jemima riposted as she flashed her sexy ass at Leslie, her eyes hooding and her voice dusky and low.

"Get out of here!" Tina demanded. "My cunt's already on fire with no chance of quenching it in sight. So, get out before I try to fuck you both!"

"Until tonight," Jemima rejoined.

"Huh?"

"No chance of having it quenched until tonight," Jemima explained in a sultry voice. Jemima's pussy was dripping as she anticipated playing with Leslie and Tina later that night.

"Now that is just plain unfair!" Tina exclaimed. "How am I supposed to last the rest of this shift now?"

"With a squelching cunt, I guess," Leslie teased. "Come on, lover. Let's blow this joint ...