Chapter 3 - Amy's Revelation
Beverly felt the bed move and it startled her. She had been sleeping alone for the past two weeks, and would do so for the next week too, as her husband, Dan, was still out of town on business. Then she remembered that she had house guests. As Marcus climbed over her, his huge, flaccid cock dragged heavily over her flattened tummy as she lay looking at the ceiling. She watched his chiseled buttocks flex as he tip-toed off to the bathroom.
Beverly sighed with satisfaction as she recalled the previous night's activities. She had invited her babysitter and her babysitter's boyfriend to spend the night after an evening exploring the ins and outs of anal sex. Marcus, her babysitter's boyfriend, had a magnificent cock, and now she was fantasizing about sucking it until it was hard and throbbing so that he could fuck her silly with it. She clenched her pussy at the thought and her pussy gurgled, revealing how wet she still was from last night's stimulation. She then thought about her nineteen-year-old babysitter, Amy, quietly snoring next to her. She imagined how wonderful it would be to roll her over and bury her face in the youngster's gooey pussy, licking and sucking on her flesh until she trembled in orgasm.
"Jesus, Beverly, are you sure you're not a lesbian?" she whispered aloud to the ceiling. She questioned the speed and ease with which she had embraced two life-changing events - eating another woman's pussy and engaging in anal sex.
"But it wasn't really anal sex because it was with a dildo, right?" she reasoned with herself, aloud, but in whispered tones.
What would her husband think if he knew what she had been up to? Ultimately, she was doing this to please him as well. Surely, he would love fucking her in the ass as much as she would love for him to fuck her ass. And now that she had experienced it, she would be a better fuck for him, she reasoned.
"Or, have I just become a slut and I'm trying to justify it by saying that I'm doing this for his benefit?" she muttered, landing another self-inflicted jab as she continued to beat herself up over the matter.
From the bathroom, the sound of Marcus urinating was like that of a hose filling a bucket. It continued for a whole minute. Beverly looked to her left and savored the sight of Amy's curvy body curled in the fetal position. She reached out and gently caressed the dramatic curve of Amy's womanly hip, from her narrow waist to her meaty thigh. Her hand slid smoothly back and forth over the soft but firm flesh. Then she dragged a finger back and forth in the crack of Amy's ass, each time pausing to gently probe her puckered asshole. On the last pass, she by-passed the young lady's asshole and slid a finger into the bottom of Amy's wet pussy as far as it would go.
Beverly felt the teenager tremble as her pussy constricted and firmly gripped the invading finger. Amy peeked shyly over her shoulder and then turned away again. Beverly slid another finger into Amy's pussy and wiggled the digits in her wetness. Amy reached back and pulled Beverly's hand from her pussy, then turned to face her. Beverly playfully sucked Amy's juices from her fingers. Then she noticed that Amy had tears in her eyes.
"Honey, what's wrong?" asked Beverly, tenderly moving Amy's hair from her face with her wet fingers.
"Beverly, I have a confession to make, but I'm afraid it will change our relationship," whispered Amy.
"Aw, baby, what is it?" asked Beverly brushing the backs of her fingers over Amy's hardened nipples.
The toilet flushed and then the hiss of water against the tiles of the shower filled the silence. Amy took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She fixed her gaze on Beverly's big blue eyes and whispered, "I sucked Dan's cock."
Beverly held Amy's petrified stare, looking back and forth from one eye to the other. Then she blinked slowly.
"Ok," said Beverly calmly.
"Then, he fucked me," said Amy. Her bottom lip began to quiver. She gently bit the quivering flesh and searched her new-found friend for signs of rage. Had she lost a friend before she'd even really developed a relationship? Two salty tears dripped from the tip of Amy's nose.
Beverly closed her eyes and took two deep cleansing breaths. To her surprise, she didn't feel rage or anger. It was more like a sense of relief. It somehow balanced her own guilt about how she had behaved on her quest to experience anal sex without the help of her husband. After all, she too had been seduced by Amy's raw sexuality. It was intoxicating. She had sensed that Dan had lusted after Amy from the beginning, so it was really no surprise. She, herself, had fantasized about being taken by Marcus, and last night she came awfully close.
"Does Marcus know?" asked Beverly.
Amy nodded affirmatively. "It happened before we became a couple. We were dating. But I told him all about it anyway."
Amy was surprised that Beverly's first thought was of Marcus and his feelings. She began to sense that Beverly was not going to blow up about the whole thing. The present situation of their little menage a trois somehow put Amy's revelation into perspective. Beverly now knew what she would do about it.
"Will you tell me how it happened?" asked Beverly, again playing with Amy's erect nipples. A guilty smile tugged at the corners of Amy's mouth, and she didn't feel as anxious anymore.
"It was last September," Amy began. She was reciprocating Beverly's nipple play, gently twisting the large nipples that capped Beverly's large, natural breasts. "It was a Saturday, and I had just come from cheering at a football game when I saw Dan wave to you as you pulled away with Olivia on your way somewhere. Dan had been cutting the grass and was walking the lawn mower up the driveway to put it in the garage, so I thought it was a good opportunity to return the King Crimson album I had borrowed from him for an art project. By the time I had gone to my house, gotten the album, and walked up the driveway, he was no longer in the garage."
Amy paused and took another deep breath. She looked up from Beverly's nipples and continued.
"I looked in the back door expecting him to be in the kitchen, you know? But he wasn't there. So, I let myself in and called out to him. That's when I heard the shower." Again, she paused and gathered more courage to continue her story.
"Well, I just had to see if I could catch a glimpse of his naked body, maybe see his cock... I couldn't help myself, Beverly. I'm so sorry..." she said.
"No, I know, Amy," said Beverly smiling. "He's quite a specimen. Why do you think I married him?"
Amy felt a bit more at ease with Beverly's assurance that she thought her behavior had been understandable.
"So, I snuck up here and waited outside the door for him to get out of the shower."
"And...?" said Beverly, trying to encourage Amy to move along more quickly with the story.
"And he walked out of the bathroom drying his hair with his towel, and that magnificent cock of his was swinging back and forth as he walked. I mean, he had the biggest cock I had ever seen until I started dating Marcus," she explained enthusiastically.
"I know, it's nice, right?"
