The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires - Sex Stories

The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

... know she wants to talk with you, too." Leslie kissed Jemima's soft lips and strode back to the patio.

A few moments later, as Jemima closed the dishwasher door, she felt A2's arms wrapping around her torso. Angela shifted her hands to the taller woman's breasts and gently squeezed and kneaded them. Jemma smiled and turned to face her raven-headed teenage friend, her breasts slipping from Angela's grasp as she did. "What can I do for you, little one?" Jem asked as A2 groped her heart-shaped ass.

"You're okay with me dumping you for Leslie?" Angela asked.

"Of course, honey," Jemima replied before kissing the young woman. "Love occasionally comes from a strange direction. Look at me—a woman who prefers the company of other women, lovingly married to the most masculine jock you could imagine. And, what's worse is that I wouldn't have it any other way. Cillian completes me, even if he struggles to put two sentences together."

"I don't think that I'm a lesbian," Angela mused. "I mean, I love cocks! But Leslie is such a beautiful person on the inside. I look at her and see the gorgeous person she is on the inside, and my heart swells, my legs part, and my pussy drools. Is nineteen too young for love?"

Hugging the gorgeous, young, raven-headed woman tightly, Jem replied, "Of course not. Just remember that Leslie is emotionally fragile, and don't ever lie to her. If this burns out after a few weeks, days, or months, then let her know gently. She'll hurt, but not ...

... like she would if you try to deceive her."

"Can she and I play with you and Cillian?" Ange asked.

"That's up to Cillian, little one. You know that."

"I know," Angela acknowledged before kissing Jemima goodbye and skipping out to where her new lover waited. A few moments later, Leslie's motorbike roared away from Jem's house.

Jemima walked out to the patio, ready to clean and put the remains of dinner away before she went to bed. Tina, who was smoking a cigarette, sat in one of the patio chairs. Seeing Jemima, she stood.

"I guess I should be going, too."

"Unless you want to stay and fuck me?" Jemima asked hopefully.

"I thought you disliked me?" Tina replied.

"Never," Jemima denied. "You were protecting your friend. I was okay with that."

"Do you find me attractive?" Tina asked.

"When I take a butch lover, they typically look like Leslie," Jemima admitted. "Other than group activities, I don't think I've ever had an androgynous looking lover. But, yes, I'm attracted to you. You wouldn't still be here if I wasn't." "Do you like big cocks?" Tina questioned.

"Cillian's is at least eight inches," Jemima responded. "He's incredibly thick, too."

Reaching into her bag, Tina pulled out an enormous strap-on. However, to Jem's eyes, it wasn't as long or as thick as her husband's cock. "I want to fuck you with this," Tina stated.

"Bring it on," Jemima replied.

"I like to be rough with my lovers."

"Bring it on," Jemima repeated.

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