Part 1: January
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I am almost 28, and I am an exotic dancer at a very upscale and exclusive gentlemen's club in Honolulu. My very first 
sexual experience was with another girl, and it wasn't until 6 years later that I had my first man, and found that I 
also enjoy men very much. Nothing compares with having my mouth, pussy, or ass completely filled-up with a nice hard 
cock, it is the BEST!  But I still love sex with women, too, the feel and taste and scent of another pussy other than 
my own. Mmmm, so delightful! So yes, I am bisexual, and very free and open with my own sexuality.

My career in exotic dance started nearly 9 years ago, when I was 19 and my college roommate persuaded me to work with 
her as an exotic dancer at a local gentleman's club here in Hawaii. We are both bisexual, and at the time were involved 
with several men as well as with each other. The tips were so good at the club that they paid for our classes, 
our books, and our dorm room. I liked the club, its clientele were very well behaved, mostly succesful business 
men who tip very generously. But I knew I couldn't do this forever, and my roommate and I both agreed we would 
quit the club when we got our college degrees. 

My roommate did quit dancing, and went off on her own somwewhere, and we eventually lost touch with each
other. I heard that she got a law degree, has her own law office, and married another lawyer, and has two kids.
Rumor has it that SHE hired a drop-dead gorgeous live-in maid, who she AND her husband both love to share their
marriage-bed with. 

So I guess my old roommate did very well for herself, personally, professionally, and sexually. But just before my
own college graduation, I did something very stupid. I fell for a very handsome customer at the dance club, a man
who literally charmed the pants off of me. The sex between us was always phenomenally hot and sizzling, that part
was never the problem, so I don't regret THAT. But after going together for about a year, after I graduated and
quit dancing, when I told him he had knocked me up, he disappeared, and I never saw or heard from him ever
again. But I don't regret it at all, for that mistake (and in retrospect, he was a HUGE mistake in my life!) gave 
me my precious little daughter Angela, now age 7. 

After Angela was born, as a single mom, I needed an income. I tried working in an office, a department store, even
as a waitress, but it was hard making ends meet on such a meager salary, and I was letting my bills pile up, paying
them later and later each month. Angela's father was (and still is) nowhere to be found, to pay child support.

I started exercising and got myself back in shape, and reapplied to the gentlemen's club. They welcomed me back
very enthusiastically, and I am now one of their most popular girls. They blew up a photo of me and hung it on the
front of the club. That poster really draws in the customers, which makes me very proud. I'm also going to be on 
the club's 2004 calendar; we already took the photos.

I was very involved in gymnastics as a little girl growing up here in Hawaii, and had won several local
championships. So I incorporate my gymnastics skills into my strip-dancing routine, and the guys just 
eat up what I call my "snake-dance" (I call it that because I slither upside-down on a pole, in motions that 
are much like a slithering snake).

You see, I shinny up the brass pole with my hands and feet. It's about ten feet up the pole from the stage floor to
the ceiling. When I reach the top of the pole, I hang upside down, my arms and legs locked around the pole, but
my hands are free. Hanging upside down, I slowly unbutton my white blouse to the griding beat of the music, and
I toss my blouse down to the stage floor. 

I then slowly slip my tight white lace-up shorts off of me, which is more difficult. I have to lock my ankles around
the pole until my shorts are past my knees, then lock my knees around the pole and release my ankles as I pull my 
tiny shorts over my ankles. I then toss my shorts down onto the stage, too. 

Still hanging upside down, I slither naked, snake-like, down the pole, letting the cold brass pole lightly brush up
against my cleavage and my bare pussy, all the way back down the pole. The feel of the cold pole makes my
nipples turn very big and hard, which of course the guys watching me REALLY enjoy! 

Finally, I return head-first to the wooden stage floor. I crawl naked, on my hands and knees, to the edge of the stage. 
There's usually half a dozen guys seated at the edge of the stage (called the tip rail), each having placed a $1 or 
$5 bill up on the tip rail. 

I also met my current boyfriend at the club. He told me how much he enjoyed my snake dance, and we hit it off...at 
first. I still have sex with women, mostly other dancers at the club. About once a month, I bring home one of my 
female lovers to share with my boyfriend, and he tells me that makes him feel like the luckiest man alive. But lately 
things haven't been going so great between us, and I haven't decided yet what to do about it. I think the fact that 
we both have other lovers, on the side and together, means we aren't completely comfortable about committing 100% to 
each other, and I don't think we ever will be, which is porobably a large part of why our relationship can be rocky.
Plus, there's his immaturity. Whenever we argue, he storms off for hours, even days, rather than stay and discuss it.

He adores my 7-year-old daughter Angela, which is the one plus against a lot of minuses with him. But I fear that the 
realationship is becoming much like what happened with Angela's father. The sex with him is amazing, and he loves 
my daughter very much, so it is hard for me to kick him out, even though the feeling that I should break up with him
grows stronger with each wrong thing he's been doing lately. When we argue, he storms off, disappearing for hours or 
sometimes day, then comes back all sweet and contrite and loves me up so good, that I always forgive him and take 
him back, but one of these days he'll push it too far and it will have to end. I always wonder who he's sleeping with 
when he disappears for days, and I worry that his instability will emotionally damage my daughter. So far, she seems 
happy and well-adjusted. Angela knows how I earn my living, and she is OK with that; she looks up to me, says she wants
to grow up as pretty as me and follow in my footsteps. She has a very pretty face, and I can imagine her at 19 or 20 
being very popular up on stage at a gentlemen's club, making the huge tips like her mommy does now.


Part 2: April
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Nearly two weeks ago, my sometimes boyfriend and I had yet another fight. This time, it was about how he never
cleans up after himself. He had left dirty socks on the floor and dirty dishes in the sink that morning, and hurried
off to work, and that evening I told him that I didn’t appreciate being treated as the maid. I work too, but I manage
to keep the house neat and clean, and so should he. He kind of hinted that since I’m an exotic dancer, I’m sort of 
half-maid, half-whore. I was stunned that he felt that way! As usual, rather than discuss our issues, he stormed off 
in a huff. As he did, he yelled that he doesn’t live here, and doesn’t have to keep MY home neat. And that’s when it 
hit me: he drops by, we have phenomenal sex, we argue, he leaves, but he has NEVER yet moved anything of his into my
place, not even a change of clothes or a toothbrush. He had absolutely NO commitment to this relationship! 

I immediately called a locksmith and changed my lock. I then called my b/f and told him I had changed the locks,
and that he was no longer welcome in my house. I had had enough of his childishness. His acting like a spoiled little
boy had been charming at first, but his refusal to discuss any issues in our relationship, his storming off every time
we disagreed, was growing tiresome. In one way, it felt liberating to finally kick his sorry ass to the curb, but in
another way, it hurt like hell to break up. Especially going to bed alone, without him fucking me so amazingly. 

But breaking up with him turned out to be the best thing I could have done. 

My 7-year-old daughter Angela has a close friend in school, named Suzy, who she plays with at school and at each
other’s home. Suzy lives in a tiny apartment with her single widowed dad, Norman, whom I’ve met when he brings
Suzy over to play, and when we both attend parent-teacher conferences at Angela and Suzy’s school. 

A few days after I broke-up with my boyfriend, I had a conference at Angela’s school, and although I had noticed
Norman before, now that I was free of my boyfriend, I found myself not being able to keep my eyes off of Norman. 

Angela apparently noticed, as she whispered, "Suzy’s dad is a HUNK, isn’t he, mommy?" 

I laughed. Out of the mouths of babes! Why hadn’t I noticed before? Norman really IS a hunk! And what’s so
attractive about him is, he has no clue how good looking he truly is! Unlike the male exotic dancers at the club
where I work, he is very down-to-earth, even shy, about his looks. And like me, he is a single parent to a
seven-year-old girl, so he understands my personal life first-hand. I found myself thinking about him, and not
paying very much attention to Angela’s teachers, the rest of that parent-teacher conference! 

The very next evening, I was grocery shopping for the week. I like to shop late on a weeknight, when the stores
are almost deserted and I don’t have to jostle through crowds. And who should I meet but Norman! We got talking
over the produce, and by the time we finished chatting nearly an hour later, I had given Norman my home phone
number and asked him to call me. About fifteen minutes after I got home and put my groceries away, Norman DID
call, and we talked half the night: about our kids, the school, our childhood, anything and everything. Except we
never talked about the one thing I’m sure was on BOTH our minds: sex! 

I hesitated to tell Norman I’m an exotic dancer, he seems so innocent, would he understand? But I wanted a
relationship with Norman, and I knew that with him, it would have to be built on complete honesty. To my
enormous relief, he was understanding when I told him. "You don’t actually have sex with customers?" he asked. I
assured him I don’t. "Then it’s just a job, a fantasy. You aren’t cheating on your boyfriend." 

I told him I no longer have a boyfriend. "Good," he said, "I’d like to apply for that job. If that’s OK with you?" 

I laughed. "I was HOPING you’d apply!" We set a date to meet for lunch the next day, at a very nice Chinese
restaurant about midway between our homes. The kind where most of the customers are Asians looking for genuine
Asian dishes, not Americans who wouldn’t know the difference. 

That first date went so well, that we made another date for an early dinner that same night, before I would have
to go to work down at the club. I didn’t feel we knew each other well enough yet to invite him to come watch me
dance naked, and besides, I wanted the first time he sees me naked to be in the privacy of a sexual moment, just
us two. He is so shy, reserved, and innocent, that I figured our first sex might not be for quite a while, and I liked
that, that we weren’t going to just jump into bed right away, even though part of me was just dying to know how
good my new hot hunk is in bed. 

But we had dinner again the next night, and both lunch and dinner together the day after. Again, we talked freely
and openly about everything but sex. By now, we both felt very comfortable around each other, like we’d known
each other all our lives. We had now had five dates in a little over two days, and we were kissing very passionately
at the end of each date. 

Finally, it was Thursday night. I didn’t have to work, and we left our daughters with a babysitter. At the end of our
dinner date, when we kissed good night at the door as usual, I asked him if it would be too forward of me to ask
him in for a while. He hesitated a bit, I could see by his innocent facial expressions that he wasn’t sure yet
whether our relationship was far enough along for sex. 

"We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do," I smiled. Oh my god, men have said that to me before, when
they meant they wanted to rush into sex, and now here I was saying the same thing to a man I really, REALLY
wanted to fuck! 

He came in as I had asked. We sat on my couch and talked, when I really wanted to scream, "shut up and FUCK
me!" But I knew I couldn’t talk that way with Norman. Although he is 31, in many ways he has the innocence of 
a little boy. I turned on the radio, and the perfect song for the moment came on: 

                         You, talkin’ around 
                         All over town 
                         How much you want me. 
                         I, tryin’ so hard, 
                         Checkin’ my heart. 
                         Now I know it’s true. 

                         Blah blah blah, and finally the part I started singing along to: 

                         If you want my love come and get it 
                         If you want my love it’s waiting for you. 

Norman just looked at me, and smiled quizzically. "I DO want your love, Patty," he sighed. "Is it REALLY waiting for
me?" 

"It’s been a long, LONG time, Norman," I sighed, "since any man took me out for dinner and stayed for breakfast." 

"Do you WANT me to stay for breakfast, Patty?" 

I kissed him again, and began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. "Yes, Norman," I whispered. "Very much so." 

"Me, too," he whispered back, kissing me softly but passionately. 

Over the next 45 minutes, we slowly undressed each other, between hungry kisses. When he got me down to only
my skimpy red panties, he hesitated a moment. 

"What’s wrong, Norman?" 

"I haven’t done this in a long, long time, Patty. My sex life has been almost zero since my wife died. I don’t want to
rush into anything, to pressure you." 

"It’s no pressure on ME, Norman," I whispered. "I WANT to do this." 

"Part of me is afraid to move too fast. But part of me wants a relationship with you on EVERY level, including the
sex." 

"Which part of you is winning, Norm?" 

Norm smiled and skimmed my panties off of me at last. "Which part do you THINK?" he grinned. 

I skimmed his boxers off of him, and gently kissed his cock, showing him how much I appreciated his answer. My
kiss made his cock start to twitch and stiffen just a little. "Looks like the BEST part of you is winning!" I laughed.
"Thank you, Norm. I was HOPING this would be your answer!" 

He kissed my bare breasts and licked my nipples, so I was starting to softly moan now. 

"Shall we continue this in the privacy and seclusion of my bedroom?" I smiled. He scooped me up in his arms, and
carried me to my bedroom, gently setting me down on my back atop the bedspread. He then knelt at the edge of
my bed, kissing my feet, up my legs, and then slowly kissing and licking all OVER my pussy. For someone who acts 
so innocent, Norm sure did know his way around a woman's body. His late wife must have taught him well, and I
silently thanked her for that. 

"It has been SO long, Patty!" he sighed. 

"It doesn’t look like you’ve forgotten a THING, Norm!" I cooed, as his lips and tongue slowly, lovingly pleasured me.
I was SO glad now, that I had split up with my old boyfriend. True, he had been phenomenal at fucking me, but
Norm was MUCH better at slow, loving foreplay. 

We did EVERYTHING that night: he ate me, I lovingly sucked him, we 69ed, he tit-fucked me, and neither of us had
come that many times in a row, in a VERY long time. When he finally fucked my very hot, very wet pussy, it
started off slow and wound up fast and frantic. We must have come 4 or 5 more times each while fucking, then he
flipped me over and fucked my ass too! Then I climbed atop him and rode him to 2 or 3 more powerful
simulataneous orgasms. 

I fell asleep deliriously happy, with Norm’s wonderful thick come streaming out of my mouth, my sore pussy, my
freshly-fucked ass, and even smeared all over my big round breasts and still-hard nipples. 

We did have breakfast together the next morning. Only not the way I had thought. I had expected to have to cook for 
Norm, just as I had done everything for my LAST boyfriend. But without my having to even ask, Norm cooked, and he even
cleaned up the pans and plates, glases and silverwear, after himself, too. I had lost my last boyfriend over the issue 
of not cleaning up after himself! So, as if Norm hadn’t ALREADY won my heart, his cooking and cleaning for me REALLY 
clinched the deal! 

That was Thursday, today is Monday and that first-fuck date STILL hasn’t ended! 

I took Norm with me to work Saturday night. He was up at the tip rail EVERY time I was up on stage, and throwing
as much or more money my way as any of my regulars. He said he didn’t mind me doing private lap dances,
because it wasn’t real sex, and it was HIM I was coming home to each night, not one of my customers. I set him in
a dark corner of the VIP room, near my lap-dance booth, where because of the way the lighting is in the VIP room, 
Norm could watch my lap-dances but my customers couldn’t see him! Knowing he was there watching, I would close my 
eyes and imagine it was Norm, not a customer, I was grinding my pussy on. That thought got me VERY hot, and I think 
my customers noticed, because the tips were even more generous than usual. Between lap dances, I would join Norm in 
that dark corner of the VIP room, and either kneel between his legs to suck on him, or climb on his lap and ride him 
for real (not pretend as in lap dances). After riding Norm in the VIP room, I must have smelled of fresh, raw sex, 
because the next time I was up on stage, I had a lot more guys up at the tip rail than usual. One time, after Norm 
fucked me between lap dances, I was up on stage and toward the end of my dance, I noticed a drop of Norm’s come 
streaming out of my bare pussy and down my thigh. One of my regulars slipped me a $100 bill at the tip rail and 
thanked me for letting him watch male come dribble out of my pussy. 

I don’t think I’ve EVER felt as deeply in love and in lust with ANY man before, as I do now with Norm! Maybe because 
my last boyfriend I met through the club, while I met Norm under more innocent circumstances. How you meet, definitely 
colors how your relationship develops. With Norm, there isn’t the feeling that I’m one step away from being a whore, 
and treating me accordingly. 

Norm came home with me after I finished work on Saturday night, and we went to bed just holding each other
naked all night, then slow, gentle sex at sunrise. Then we got dressed and moved him and his daughter into my
house Sunday (yesterday)! Norm owns a huge pickup truck, so that made it much easier to move them both into my 
house. He has given notice at his little apartment (his late wife’s medical bills forced him to sell
his house and move into a small apartment with his daughter). 

For now, the four of us are going to be living together as a family in my spacious house, but I think there definitely
could be a marriage in our future, and I am VERY happy about that! With Norm, everything just feels so RIGHT.
Despite his surface sexual innocence, he is a seething cauldron of sex just under the surface, and very capable in
bed. Plus, although innocent about a lot of things, he is so much more mature than my last boyfriend, and I know
we can talk about anything and everything, and Norm will never storm off for hours or days to calm down. 

Angela is happy, because she gets to play with her best friend Suzy any time she wants to, now that they both live in 
the same house (they do each have their own bedroom, though). Norm and I are hoping that the two of them get to feel 
more like sisters than just friends. And Norm and I are very happy, getting to umm, PLAY with each other all the 
time, too! 

Yes, breaking up with my old boyfriend was definitely the best move I’ve EVER made. Sure, Norm and I are only in
the first blush of new love, romance, and lust, and I know that won’t last forever. But with Norm, I feel something
much deeper, a more spiritual connection, I’ve never felt before. And of course, it doesn’t hurt that the sex is
wonderful, sweet, and passionate. Just the sound of his voice, the brush of his hand, can make me come, we love
each other THAT much! Neither of us can imagine not sharing the rest of our lives, and our bed, together any
longer. It is too soon to plan a wedding just yet, although we have discussed marriage in a general way as
something we both hope for (with each other) in the future. But for right now, I’m glad we have moved in
together, I’m very happy with the arrangement at the moment, and I’m hoping it develops still further (marriage)
with time. 

I'm not a big fan of Brittney Spears, but one of her songs does describe how I feel about Norm: 

                         You give me strength 
                         You give me hope 
                         And when I'm in you arms 
                         You make me whole 
                         And I don't know just what I would do 
                         Without one kiss from you. 

I even told Norm that I'm bisexual, and even that doesn't seem to phase him. 

I haven't even thought about another pussy since Norm and I first slept together. He satisfies me in EVERY way,
he nourishes my soul and brings ecstasy to my horniness. And I think he's the first guy I've ever met who eats
pussy as skillfully and enthusoastically as a woman does. I for damned sure want no other cock but his, EVER, and
it will likely be a while before I taste my next pussy, either. That's just how I want it for now. 

My first sexual experience was with another girl, and I don't think I ever want to give that up completely, and Norm
hasn't asked me to. But right now I'm focusing 100% of my spiritual, emotional, and sexual energy on him. I think
despite his shyness, I might even eventually talk him into a threesome with another woman, if I find a woman we both 
love enough to invite her into our hearts...and into our bed. My old b/f loved when I brought home a sexy woman for 
us to share, and I think Norm would eventually too. But it is too soon in our relationship to even bring that up yet, 
and I don't have a woman I want to share Norm with right now, anyway. We just need and want to focus on each other 
right now. 


Part 3: June
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Lola is the latest dancer to join our club, a drop-dead gorgeous 5'8" brunette with short wavy dark-brown hair, who 
showed up for the first time last Wednesday night. Her act is to wear a very short Catholic school-girl skirt, a very
skimpy halter top, and a big cross on a chain around her neck. She has the nicest, roundest breasts, 100% all
natural (as a woman, I can always spot a fake) and yet a stunning 36D. She also has the sweetest, tightest,
shapeliest booty! Not to mention the most beautiful and juicy slit, topped by a tiny triangle of luscious brown
pubic hair. 

As a bisexual woman, I immediately found Lola to be VERY hot, every time I watched her up on stage (she was up there 
3 times on Wednesday night)! 

For the first time since falling in love with Norm three months ago, on Wedenedsay night, watching Lola up on stage, 
I got that old familiar longing in my pussy, for contact with another pussy, just as my very first sexual experience
was with another girl all those years ago. But not just ANY pussy: I want Lola's! Even if I could win over Lola, 
would Norm understand? Could I get conservative, straight-laced Norm interested in a threesome?

I've devised a plan to win-over Lola. I wrote an erotic story based on her, which is part of my plan. I plan to show the 
story to her next week. I'm hoping that my writing a story based on her will flatter her, and that my story-writing 
being inspired by her will in turn inspire HER...right into my arms! And if I am very, very lucky, into bed with me 
and my steady boyfriend Norm. I think the three of us (Norm, Lola, and me) would be absolute FIREWORKS, if we can get 
together.


Part 4: June: More About My First Meeting With Lola
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As you correctly surmised, there is a lot more to my first time seeing Lola on Wednesday, than merely seeing her naked 
up on stage. I see lots of naked girls at the club all the time. Hell, I'm naked half the time myself, even when I'm 
not on stage. No, it wasn't just her beautiful body that attracted me to her last Wednesday, and inspired me to write 
a story based on her (after all, I've never written a story before about any of the other very beautiful exotic dancers 
I work with). No, I think it was more than just her great body that attracted me. It was also her open and easy style
about her nudity and her sexuality, much like my own sexual openness. I think that's just it, she is the same age now as
I was when I started exotic dancing (19), and her sexual openness reminds me very much of myself at her age. That may 
well be part of the reson for my attraction to her. All I know is, when I see her and talk to her, I get a horniness 
that nobody but Norm has made me feel for months! How's that for self-awareness: I just realized that I am horny for 
a younger version of my own self, a hot, sweet sexpot who reminds me of how I was 9 years ago! 

Since you asked, I'll give you more of the details about why meeting her last Wednesday hit me like a thunder-bolt.

The VIP room in our club, where we girls give customers their lap-dances for tips, is very secluded, in the back of the
club. Very plush and comfortable soft chairs, each separated by walls so the customers and girls have some
privacy. The bouncers drop in unexpectedly from time to time, to keep the girls and their customers from doing
anything involving overt physical sexual contact. It is all tease and no actual sex. The girls dance naked up on stage
one at a time, a customer picks out one he especially likes, and asks her to lap-dance him in the VIP room. We make 
some tips up on stage, but the real money is in the lap-dances. The VIP room tips have supported me and my daughter 
for 7 years.

Although each booth in the VIP room is isolated from the ones next to it, if two girls want to, they can arrange to 
take chairs directly opposite each other, so they can watch each other (you can't see the chairs on either side of you, 
separated from you by walls). While most of the girls are straight, a few are lesbians, or bi like me, and I know it 
turns on some of the girls (me included) to watch each other work. So two girls who really like each other will often
arrange ahead of time to lap-dance opposite each other, just so we can watch each other pleasure our customers. The
guys we lap-dance for don't mind this arrangement at all, when it happens, because the girls get very horny watching 
each other, and we express that in the intensity of our grinding on the guys' laps. 

I don't know whether it was accident or on purpose, but during one of my lap-dances last Wednesday night,
Lola and her customer took the chair directly opposite me, and Lola watched me work, as intently as I watched her. I
took this as a good sign, that she returns my interest in her. 

We both saw the bouncer disappear into the men's room, and I think we both knew he wouldn't be back for a
while. Lola took her customer's hand and slid his finger straight up her pussy, a definite no-no in our club. But of
course, since I am eager to get under her tiny skirt myself, I didn't risk screwing-up my chances with her by
reporting this behavior to the bouncer, when he did come back. 

As Lola rode her customer's finger, her gaze stayed locked on me the whole time, which I also took as a very
encouraging sign, that I might very soon get her into my bed. I was so turned-on by Lola's completely-uninhibited 
performance, apparently as much for my benefit as for hers and her customer's, that I ground into my customer's 
lap harder than I have in a very long time. I think my being so turned-on must have really turned-on my customer, 
too, because a minute or two later I could see and feel his moisture right through his pants! 

The bouncer returned now, and Lola very quickly slid off her customer's finger, before the bouncer could catch
them. When the bouncer left the VIP room and returned to the main show floor, I saw Lola's customer happily
licking her pussy-juices off of his fingers. Oh how I wished that they were my fingers thus coated with her ooze,
and my tongue licking her juices from my own fingers! 

When Lola and I both finished our lap-dances, I saw her customer pay her for the lap-dances, and then slip her
a $20 tip. I couldn't quite make out what he said, something to the effect that the tip was for the extra that
she let him do. 

My customer also slipped me a $20 tip, for making him literally come in his pants. "No way can I go back out on
the main floor like this!" he groaned. "Do you think the club would mind if I stay on this chair until my
come-stains dry on my pants?" 

"Knock yourself out, stud!" I grinned. I dressed, went to the ladies room, and hid a bunch of paper towels down
the front of my skimpy shorts. I then returned to the VIP room, but to my dismay, Lola was gone. My customer
was still there, so I seductively pulled down my shorts, letting the paper towels fall free from my shorts onto the
floor. I scooped up the towels and handed them to him, watching intently as he cleaned the come off of himself,
that my very horny dancing on his lap (inspired by Lola) had caused him to put there in the first place. As he
cleaned himself off, his gaze stayed locked on my bare pussy the whole time, which made me feel very beautiful
and sexy, as he absently-mindely and very suggestively licked his lips. 

"I'm up on stage next, stud," I smiled, pulling my skimpy shorts back on. "Are you dry enough now to come
watch me? I promise you'll enjoy it." But the whole time, I was secretly hoping that Lola would come watch me
on stage, too. Unfortunately, she never did, but there's always NEXT Wednesday! 

So now you see why I am lusting after Lola so much, and why I wrote a story based on her, and why I want to show 
her that story next Wednesday and use it to (I hope) seduce her into my arms. I think the team of Lola, Norm, and me
would absolutely sizzle together!

I really, really, REALLY want to party with Lola! To 69 her, and then to have my Norm join us, have him powerfully 
and lovingly fuck us both as we three all lie naked side-by-side, God that would be the BEST! 

Damn, I'm getting horny just thinking about and picturing all of this. I'm going to try my damnedest to make this fantasy 
into reality next week.


Part 5, One week Later: Seducing Lola
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Oh my God, I have been on absolute cloud nine all morning! I'm walking around smiling and singing and humming
and happy as a lark. 

Wednesday nights are our half-price nights down at the club. Cover charge drops from $10 down to $5, and lap
dances from $20 each down to $10 each. A lot of the guys who come in on Wednesdays have the
middle-of-the-week drudgery blues from work, and come in to be cheered up, and they tip VERY generously. So
most of the girls make it a point to work Wednesday nights, even if they can't work every night of the week.
Many of the girls schedules don't mesh with mine, but I can always count on seeing all of my favorite fellow
dancers on Wednesday nights, for the huge tips they know they're going to get. It's the best night of the week
for bringing home "huge tips" and I'm not just talking about money. 

Lola was in working last night, of course. We have a little lounge room in the back where only the
girls are allowed. Not even the bouncers can come in! We change in there, rest, eat a snack, and some of us
(me included) shall we say, show how much we appreciate each other's sexy outfits and sexy dancing. 

After I did my naked upside-down slide-down-the-pole "sanke dance" that is my trademark, I had five guys who wanted 
lap dances from me. After I did that, I went into the dancer's lounge to rest and grab a soda before my next turn up
on stage. To my utter delight, only one other dancer was in the lounge: Lola! 

I told her how much I had enjoyed her Catholic school girl routine last week, and watching that guy finger her
pussy during her lap dance. I told her how hot I think she is, and she smiled and thanked me. She said I look
pretty damned hot myself, in my teeny-tiny shorts and halter top. I told her she had inspired me to write a story
based on her, and I gave her a printout I brought with me, of what I have written so far. I read her the
first few pages. 

"You are so SWEET!" she told me. "Nobody has EVER written a story for me, or about me, before." And then she
kissed me! My god, the beautiful hot Lola actually kissed ME! It was a week-long fantasy come true! I cupped
her ears in my palms, pulled her in closer, and hungrily kissed her mouth, sucking her soft, sweet lips into mine. 

She opened her mouth, and slowly let her tongue roll out of her mouth and into mine. I went absolute ape-shit
now, slipping my tongue past her teeth, eagerly exploring the roof of her mouth and the insides of her cheeks,
wrapping one arm around her neck and the other around her waist. 

I told her about my hunky boyfriend Norm, and how I am bisexual and how in the past I had sometimes shared my 
female lovers with my boyfriends. I told Lola that although I had yet to have a threesome with Norm, I wanted to 
share Norm with her. My heart nearly melted when she cooed "Sounds wonderful!" 

I asked Lola if she would go out dancing/clubbing with Norm and me on Saturday night. We would party all night
and close the disco down. She let out a very enthusiastic Yes, kissed me fiercely, and squeezed my ass cheeks.
"But on one condition. You let me cook us all breakfast on Sunday morning." She gazed deep into my eyes, to
make sure I fully understood the implications of what she was suggesting: partying with us all night Saturday,
and still being with us to cook breakfast on Sunday morning. 

"That's JUST what I was hoping you'd say!" I smiled, sinking to my knees to lift her tiny school-girl skirt and kiss
her naked pussy. She let out a squeal of delight that sent shock-waves of lust up and down my spine. 

She slipped a finger up my own very juicy slit, gigled, and whispered "Save that for Saturday night, sweet stuff.
You, me, and Norm." 

When I came home from work last night, I told Norm that I have a very special Father's Day gift for him that he
will really love. I told him all about what had happened with Lola, and he kissed me very happily and excitedly.
We went at each other hungrily, clothes flying every which way. 

I woke up this morning lying naked on my right side, with Norm naked and horny as hell beside me. My head was
resting on his chest, my right hand on his nipple, my left hand on his throbbing cock, his left hand on my hip, his
right arm around my back, and his right hand cupping and stroking my breasts. A thin rivulet of thick white liquid
was slowly streaming out of the corner of my mouth. My thighs were all wet and sticky. The sweet, slightly-salty 
taste of him coated my tongue, and the delicious aroma of fresh, raw sex filled my nostrils and permeated our room. 

I got our daughters Angela and Suzy off to school, and Norm off to work this morning. Since then, I've already worn 
out two sets of batteries in my vibrator this morning, lying on every horizontal surface I could find in the house, 
and imagining what will happen in each of these places just two days from now, with Norm, Lola, and me. 

God, I can hardly wait now, until Saturday night. I know that Norm, Lola, and I are in for an AMAZING time
together! And I'm not talking about Sunday breakfast! 

You'll have to excuse me now, I hear my vibrator calling to me again, and I need to answer it. 


Part 6: June: Our Date (Norm, Lola, and Me)
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Norm and I rented a limo for our date on Saturday evening. I wore my skimpiest and sexiest little black cocktail 
dress, and Norm wore his tux, which is tailored snugly around his every well-developed muscle.

Our first stop in the limo was to drop off my seven-year-old daughter Angela, and Norm's 7-year-old
daughter Suzy, at the house of an old and trusted family friend who has baby-sat Angela for me many, 
many times before. The girls had a great time riding in a chauffered limo, and they almost didn't want to 
get out. But Angela always has a great time at the baby-sitter's house, and she helped me to convince 
Suzy that they would both have fun there, too.

Next we had our driver pick up Lola from her house. 

Lola wore this simple but elegant red dress, the front cut almost down to her navel, the very high skirt hem
leaving almost her entire thigh exposed, and the skirt pleated to swirl and ride up to show EVERYTHING when
she danced. Absolutely no back to her dress, except two ultra-thin straps over her shoulder and tied around her
neck. No stockings to separate the touch of our hands from her very smooth, long, and shapely legs. And
matching red open-toed pumps with 4-inch spiked heels. Her nearly-black wavy hair combed straight down, not
quite shoulder length. I took one look at her and felt my pussy moistening. 

I told the limo driver to take us to our favorite dance club, and we were off. Giggling, Lola closed the partition
between the driver and us. She rested her left hand in my lap, and her right in Norm's lap. "I'm very excited to be
partying with you two," Lola smiled. 

"So am I," Norm smiled. 

"Yes," Lola giggled again. "I can FEEL how excited you are, Norm!" 

Lucky Lola! I know first-hand how great Norm's big, hard cock feels against a hand--usually my hand, but now
Lola's. 

I pushed Lola's very short skirt up, and slipped my hand under Lola's panties. She was as damp as I was. 

Just then, we pulled up at the club, and the three of us tore up the dance floor together. Lola and I took turns,
one of us riding Norm's hips and the other squeezing the front of his trousers, then switching off, as we all
danced together. Norm fingered us under our panties, first Lola, then me, then both at once. 

This club closed at midnight, because the band had another gig to play. I asked one of the band members where
this other gig was, and we had our limo driver take us there. The band played there for another two hours, and
Lola, Norm, and I danced every song together, fast songs and slow songs. On the slow songs, we three all
danced together, tightly in each other's arms, genitals to genitals to genitals. 

The band took a break about 2:00, and Lola said she knows a club where the action is non-stop until 4 AM and
nothing is forbidden, no matter how wild. So we had the limo take us there. 

The beat at this third club was very seductive and erotic, and soon we were stripping each other right on the
dance floor, as we all swayed to the music. They had a limbo dance, which Norm did naked. His long, hard cock
touched the bar, knocking it down as he fell flat on his ass. Lola and I laughed, until we noticed his cock pointing
straight up. Then we two lay down beside him, naked, right at the limbo bar. Lola massaged Norm's balls while
my hand surrounded his shaft, and we both kissed the very tip of his cock-head, while Norm's fingers played
with all four breasts and both pussies. The band played a raunchy beat to encourage what we three were doing,
and the other dancers stopped dancing, standing around us and cheering. I felt so happy and so proud to have
two such beautiful and sexually free people there with me, going completely wild in public. 

Before we knew it, it was 4 AM and the club was closing. Everyone was sad to see us leave, us three most of
all. But Lola, Norm, and I knew that our night was about to get even wilder and even more fun now, with the
private party at my house for just the three of us. 

Lola and I sat down side by side in the back of the limo, lifted our skirts, and pushed our panties to one side.
Norm knelt on the floor, alternating licks between my pussy and Lola's, until we were both breathing very
heavily. That's when we got to my house, and laughing and hugging, stumbled our way into the house. 

Norm made a stop at the kitchen to get us three glasses of champagne, as Lola and I continued on to the
bedroom. Lola and I very quickly stripped each other and tumbled onto the bed in a 69. "Nor-man!" we both
called sexily to him. "Come in here. We NEED you," we giggled between hungry slurps on each other. He entered
the room to find Lola's fingers and tongue deep up my pussy, and mine up hers. We both sat up. I reached up
and unbuttoned, then removed Norm's tuxedo shirt, as Lola removed his cummerbund and black trousers. 

"Decisions, decisions," Norm grinned. "Two hot, wet pussies. Which one do I eat first?" 

Wanting to make points with the hot and sexy Lola, I offered, "My clit has already experienced the great
pleasure of your tongue, Norm. Lola hasn't, and she wants it and deserves it. So do her first, OK?" 

To thank me for my generosity, Lola fingered my pussy as Norm ate her to one thrashing, moaning orgasm after
another after another, just the way he always does with me. We three paused from time to time to sip champagne 
from the three glasses. Then Norm poured a tiny bit of champagne from his glass, directly onto Lola's pussy,
and she giggled, "It tickles."

"Well, let me remedy that," Norm grinned, as his tongue lapped-up the champagne from Lola's pussy.

"Isn't his tongue wonderful?" I grinned at Lola. 

"Where have you BEEN all my life, Norm?" Lola panted heavily and groaned deeply. "You know," Lola moaned,
"I've been told I have a pretty talented tongue myself! Would you like me to show you, Patty?" 

"Oh, yes! Please!" I groaned. Lola poured a tiny bit of her champagne into my pussy, and I giggled, too. 
She was right, it DOES tickle! Lola licked-up the champagne, then slithered her tongue across my clit, 
into my pussy, and over my G-spot, making me squirm, shake, and moan. "Whoever told you that you have a 
talented tongue, was very RIGHT, Lola!" I groaned, as the first of several powerful orgasms washed over 
me. No sooner did I explode, than Lola's swirling tongue brought wave #2 crashing over me, then the third 
and the fourth.

Just then, Norm's tongue brought Lola to her first orgasm. She reacted by softly sinking her teeth into my clit,
and Norm then sank his teeth into Lola's clit, too. Shaking and moaning, Lola and I came at the same time. We
both reached out for Norm's cock, pumping him frantically, as we each came three more times in quick
succession, Norm licking Lola's pussy while Lola licked me and we both pumped Norm's cock in our hands. As Lola
and I both came yet again, Norm exploded his come all over my hand...and Lola's! 

Holding hands, Lola and I flopped back on the mattres, both facing up. Calmly but insistently, we both
whispered, "Fuck us, Norm." 

"Patty first, this time," Lola smiled. "After all, she is your girl-friend." 

Norm pounded me over and over, and I lost all track of how many orgasms my boyfriend and I both had, and
how long we kept at it. "Leave some for Lola," I grinned. 

"No problem," Norm smiled, and as he pulled out of me, I was surprised at how thick and hard he still was. 

"Are you ready?" he smiled at Lola. 

She squeezed his hand and grinned. "See for yourself, stud!" With that, she slid his finger into her. He withdrew
and showed me that his entire hand was drenched in her thick pussy juice. 

"Yeah, I think she's ready, Norm!" I giggled. 

He slowly eased his hard-on into Lola, and she squeezed her pussy muscles very tight, drawing him in deeper
and faster. When his balls slapped against her pussy lips, she groaned and shook, and I saw her come pouring
out of her from around his cock. I slipped a finger up Norm's ass, and he shook and exploded into Lola. 

When he withdrew, I lay down, so Lola's head and mine were at opposite ends of the bed. Our legs were
entwined around each other, and our pussies were pressed hard up against each other. Our pussies were
slipping and sliding all over each other, in all the come that Lola, Norm, and I had left between our thighs. 
As Lola and I fucked each other, pussy against pussy, Norm started kissing my breasts and nibbling my nipples, 
then did the same to Lola, then back to me. 

Even though the sun was already up, we all fell asleep like this, a tangle of arms and legs and genitalia. 

Norm and I were awakened a few hours later by the smell of breakfast cooking. Bacon, eggs, toast, and
fresh-brewed coffeee. Naked, Norm and I entered the kitchen hand-in-hand, to find Lola cooking up a storm,
wearing only Norm's white tuxedo shirt, which she had neglected to button closed. Norm and I both kissed her
gratefully for cooking us breakfast, making certain to both slip her plenty of tongue, and she returned the 
love to both of us with her own tongue. We all sat down to the very tasty breakfast that Lola had cooked for us. 

It was almost time for my daughter Angela and Norm's daughter Suzy to get home, so reluctantly, we all 
got dressed. 

Lola started getting silly with my daughter and Norm's right away, playing silly little games with them, and 
the three of them hit it off instantly. Probably because at 19, it isn't so very long ago that Lola was a 
silly little girl herself. I told Angela and Suzy that Lola was our newest friend, and that Norm and I love 
her very much. 

Angela rolled her eyes and sighed, "Oh mommy, are you talking about sex AGAIN?!" Then she whispered, "I love 
Lola too, mommy." I was happy to hear that. "She seems like fun." 

Out of the mouths of babes! My daughter had no IDEA how much fun Norm and I had with Lola Saturday night! 

Lola kissed Norm and me good-bye now. "I don't want you to leave, Lola," I sobbed. "I love you!" 

Norm hugged her and sighed. "I love you too, Lola!" 

"Oh, mommy!" Angela pouted. "Does Lola really have to leave? I like her, she's fun." 

"I like her too, daddy," Suzy agreed.

"Couldn't you stay a little while longer, Lola?" I pleaded. 

"I'm late on my rent at my apartment. I haven't had a chance to give my landlady the money since I got my
paycheck at the club yeterday afternoon, because I was out partying with you two. If I don't pay her today,
she's going to start eviction poroceedings, and I'll have no place to live!" 

"Lola could move in here with us, daddy," Suzy offered. "Just like WE moved in with Patty." 

"A great idea!" Norm agreed. "If that's OK with you, Patty. I mean, this IS your house!" 

"It's OUR house now, Norm," I corrected. "Yours as much as mine." Then I smiled at Lola. "Norm owns a big pickup 
truck," I gushed, perhaps a bit TOO enthusiastically. "He used it a few months ago to move himself and Suzy in 
with Angela and me. We could move you in today...if that's OK with you, Lola?" I worried that my enthusiasm 
to move her in after only one date might scare her off now.

Lola kissed Norm and me very passionately. "I'd LOVE to live with all of you," she replied very enthusiastically. 

So our date on Saturday night went much better than any of us had planned or expected. Because here it is
Monday, and our date STILL hasn't ended! We had Lola moved in by 10:00 last night (Sunday), and the three of us
celebrated in bed together until dawn, then got up and got our two daughters off to school this morning, 
and I haven't slept at all since Sunday morning and I don't care! I'm on a high fueled by love! 

God, a few months ago, my 7-year-old daughter Angela and I were living in misery with my creep of a boyfriend, before 
I found the courage to kick his sorry ass to the curb. Now I have Norm and Lola and we are a very happy family of five
(Lola, Norm, Norm's daughter Suzy, my daughter Angela, and me). I can't believe how fast it all happened, and how 
happy we five all are together! I feel like my life has gone from sucky to truly blessed in just 5 months! I have not 
one but two sweet daughters now, and I share my bed every night with THE hottest man, and THE hottest woman, on the 
planet now! And I love Norm and Lola both SO very much, and they love me!

Next Wednesday night, Lola and I will drive in to work at the club together. Now that we are lovers, we hope to persuade 
the club to let us do at least one dance together up on stage. We also plan to pick out the cutest customers to double-up
our lap dances on.  It will cost them more for both of us, of course, but given the heat between Lola and me now, I 
think our customers will find it well worth their money.

Yes, my life is truly blessed now! Norm and I have each other, we both have Lola and she has us, Lola and I bring home 
phenomenal tips from exotic dancing, and we three are parents to two wonderful, happy seven-year-old daughters. There 
is a lot of love in our house, between the adults and the kids, not to mention phenomenal, free, and very open and easy 
sex among we three adults. 


Part 7: Menage a Trois, Week One
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On Tuesday afternoon, two days after Lola moved in with Norm and me, I sat at my computer, emailing one of my many 
internet friends. It was unusually hot, even for Hawaii, so I wore only a tank top and  cutoff jeans micro-shorts. 
That's when Lola entered the room. She wore only one of Norm's business shirts. A medium blue, solid color. She had 
completely neglected to button up the front, or even the cuffs, leaving every beautiful, enticing inch of her luscious
body completely visible. Damn, did I want her, right then and there!

I quickly made my apologies to my email friend, and I logged off. I stood up, and completely buried my face in Lola's
very ample cleavage. She wrapped her wide-open shirt around my head, drawing me in closer, and completely sealing off 
our bodies and our love from the rest of the world.

She reached down and unzipped my tiny shorts. I let them fall to my ankles, and I quickly stepped out of them. Then I 
pulled my tank-top over my head. Lola set her feet on top of mine, and we danced naked around the room, until we were 
beside our bed. We then flopped down on the bed together, and hungrily reached for each other, arms and legs and lips 
all over each other.

After eating each other to oh, I don't know, five or six intense orgasms each, we fell asleep in each other's arms, Lola 
lying on her right side and me on my left side, facing each other, my left leg between her legs and my right leg on top of 
her legs. Thus positioned, we settled into a long afternoon nap.

We were awakened a couple of hours later by a loud wolf whistle. Norm, just arrived home from work, was standing beside 
the bed, admiring his two naked lovers entwined around each other, fast asleep. Lola turned so we were both facing Norm 
now, and she rubbed her round, luscious round booty against my bare pussy. Lola and I both reached up from the bed to 
unbuckle and unzip Norm, and to pull him down onto the bed with us.

"How was your day, darling?" I smiled at him, my eyes sparkling lustily.

"Terrible."

"Awwww," Lola grinned. "Tell you what, forget all about work now, my love. And let us both make you feel a WHOLE lot 
better. OK, baby?"

Lola encircled her hand around Norm's thick, hard cock, and began gently pumping him in her fist, as my lips and 
tongue eagerly dove for his balls. He slid two fingers of his left hand into Lola, and two fingers of his right hand 
into me.

We never got around to dinner at all on Tuesday night. We merely feasted on each other all night long!

Wednesday afternoon, Lola and I drove to work together for the first time since becoming live-in lovers last weekend. 
You may recall that we are both exotic dancers at the same upscale gentlemen's club, and we met there. Our schedules are
different, though, so we had yet to actually work together, and this would be our first time working together. Regardless 
of their schedules the rest of the week, all the girls work Wednesday nights, the best tip night of the week, and this 
was our first Wednesday since Lola moved in with Norm and me last Sunday. 

We both entered the back dressing room together, and that's when Lola handed me a present. A big rectangular box, covered 
in shimmering gold gift-wrap, with a bright red bow tied across one corner of the box. 

"What's the occasion?" I wondered.

"No occasion," Lola smiled. "It's just because I love you." And with that, she gave me a sweet, romantic kiss on 
the lips.

I eagerly tore open the gift box, to find a long, sheer strip of red lace, and tiny red lace panties. I quickly put on
the panties, which barely covered my pussy, and let strands of my dark pubic hair peek out around the edges. The back of
these panties was floss-thin lace that ran straight up the inside of my butt, hiding nothing.

"Oh, Lola, it's BEAUTIFUL!" I hugged and kissed her, slipping my tongue into her mouth, which she eagerly accepted, 
and just as eagerly returned my French kiss with her own tongue.

I thin picked up the long strip of sheer red lace, and puzzled over it. Lola smiled, took the red lace from my hands, 
and wrapped it around the back of my neck, like a winter scarf. She then formed the fabric into an X across my breasts.
The red-lace strip barely covered my nipples, and left the rest of my ample bosom completely exposed. She then wound 
the red lace around my back and tied it in a bow. "A single tug at the bow, and the whole top simply falls away," 
Lola smiled. "Wear it up on stage tonight?" she asked hopefully. "For me?"

"Of course, darling," I kissed her again.

Lola quickly stripped now, and surprised the hell out of me, by slipping into an outfit identical to the one she 
had given to me. "We're like twins," she smiled.

"Very incestuous twins!" I laughed, as we hugged again.

That's when I heard the DJ announce, "And now, one of my favorites and yours. Here she is. Patty!"

I scurried out of the dressing room and up on stage. I did three or fours hip-grinding whirls around the brass pole,
smiling down at Lola, who was seated at the tip rail. I then launched into my signature act, climbing hands-over-feet 
all the way up to the top of the pole. I looked down, to find Lola standing below me on the stage, no longer at the 
tip rail. I then turned myself upside down, locked my ankles and knees around the pole, and gave a quick tug on the 
knot at the back of my sheer red lace X top. As Lola had promised, my entire top quickly fell away, and slowly fluttered 
down to the stage below. I looked down to see Lola on stage, giving a tug on the knot of her own identical top, and it 
also fell to the stage, revealing the soft, full, round breasts that Norm and I so enjoy licking and nibbling on.

Now I locked the insides of my elbows around the pole, and loosened my knees. Hanging upside down, I reached up to 
slide my sheer red lace thong up toward the ceiling, over my knees. I then locked my knees around the pole again,
and loosened my ankles. Still upside-down, I pulled my tiny panties the rest of the way "up" my legs, over my ankles.
I then locked my ankles around the pole again, and I twirled my panties in the air, on my finger, for a few moments, 
then tossed them down to the stage. Lola caught my panties in both hands, held them to her face, inhaled deeply, and 
smiled very happily. The guys at the tip rail went completely nuts now, cheering, whistling, and tossing dollar bills 
onto the stage. Lola picked up a dollar, making a real show of trying to stuff the dollar into the front of her tiny 
red lace panties, and pretending that there wasn't room enough in there for both the dollar and her pussy. She shrugged 
her shoulders, looked puzzled for a moment, then smiled, and I could almost see the light-bulb go on above her head. 
If she couldn't fit both the money and her pussy in her panties, why not just take off her panties, expose her pussy 
to all the guys, and use her removed panties as her piggy bank. So now she skimmed off her panties, used it to scoop 
up the money off the stage, and held her money-stuffed panties in her hand. The guys at the tip rail laughed and 
cheered at her antics.

Now it was time for me to start slithering snake-like, upside-down and naked, back down the brass pole to the stage 
below. When I got about three feet above the stage, Lola wrapped her arms around my back and my ass, stopping my descent.
My pussy was level with her face, and she leaned in and kissed my bare pussy. "I love you, Patty," she whispered, then 
slid her tongue into me.

Her beautiful naked pussy was just inches from my face, all open and juicy and inviting. So what could I do? I couldn't 
resist! I slid my tongue into her pussy, too, and we 69'ed right there on stage, in front of about half a dozen customers. 
To our astonished delight, the guys were no longer tossing ones and fives onto the stage now, but $20 bills!

Lola began to slowly slide down to her knees on stage, so I continued my slithering descent to the stage floor now,
still locked in a tight 69 with Lola. I slithered flat on my back onto the stage floor, still 69ing with Lola, who
was now lying on top of me. Somebody at the tip rail tossed a $100 bill up on stage now and asked if we would both
lap-dance him. Together. The stage lights were in our eyes, so we couldn't see his face, but we both secretly hoped
that this customer was handsome, so we might both enjoy this lap-dance as much as he would.

Just then, the song the DJ was playing ended, and Lola and I very reluctantly released each other from our 69, scampering 
to our feet to let the next dancer up on stage. I picked up the $100 and kissed the customer who had given it to us,
still unable to make out his face even at that close range. Then Lola knelt down and pressed his head into her cleavage. 
"Meet us in the VIP room in ten minutes, stud!" Lola grinned down at this still-unseen customer.

We both scooped up our matching outfits, and scurried off stage into the back dressing room/dancer's lounge. We quickly
slid a finger into each other, reveling in each other's wetness, while kissing passionately. We then helped each other
back into our costumes, and strolled hand-in-hand into the VIP room.

There was only one customer in the room. It was Norm! He pulled out another $100 bill and stuffed it in my red lace X top.

"You'd better get out of here, Norm," Lola fretted. "Because if the bouncer catches Patty and me doing what we both want 
to do with you now, all three of us will be tossed out of the club for the night."

Norm laughed. "I wouldn't worry about the bouncer," he grinned. "I bribed him fifty dollars to leave the three of us
alone in the VIP room for an hour."

That was all the encouragement Lola and I needed. We did a slow strip-tease for Norm, then practically ripped his clothes 
off of him, and pounced on his lap. Over the course of the next hour, Norm fingered, licked and fucked both of us real 
good! Lola and I both sucked and rode his hard-on. We were on fire with horniness by now! The big finale was when he 
alternated between fucking my ass and Lola's, until we all three came very hard, and so loudly that I was sure customers 
could hear us out in the main lounge.

We were all completely drained and panting in a heap on the floor, when the bouncer knocked on the door of the VIP room.
"Your hour is up!" he called to us. "And it's Lola's turn on stage next!"

We alll walked back to the main lounge. As Lola walked up on stage, Norm and I seated ourselves at the tip-rail for a 
front-row view of her seductive pole-dancing. Lola started to remove her top, then stopped and gestured for me to join 
her up on stage, which I did. Quickly and eagerly.

Lola and I stood facing each other, and slowly, to the grinding beat of the music, stripped each other up on stage. When 
we were both completely naked, Lola spun us both to stand facing the audience, full frontal. She reached for my pussy
and gently massaged it, so I did the same for her. The guys at the tip rail began loudly cat-calling now, and I wasn't 
quite sure why. Until I looked down, to see Norm's come streaming out of my pussy and rolling down my thigh. I looked 
over at Lola's thighs, which were similarly trailing a stream of Norm's fresh spunk down toward her knee.

Six different guys at the tip rail each passed twenty dollar bills up to the stage to us. They each wanted Lola and me
to double-up lap dancing them. Two more guys got up from the back of the room, sat at the tip rail, handed us $20 each,
and also asked for two-on-one lap dances.

After our song was over and Lola and I left the stage, we cornered the bouncer and asked him to sit in a dark corner of 
the VIP room, to make sure none of the customers got out of hand with us. One at a time, Lola and I escorted each of 
these 8 guys into the VIP room for their 2-on-1 lap dances. We would link arms with each customer as we took them to the
VIP lounge, like the scarecrow and the tin man escorting Dorothy, arm in arm in arm, down the yellow brick road! Each time,
the guys would give me a $20, Lola a $20, and toss in an extra $20 for us to split. With 8 customers, Lola and I thus
pocketed $480 in tips between us for just those few lap-dances. Not bad for about half an hour's work! Norm was delighted, 
that two women who are beautiful enough to make that much in tips, come home to him and him alone every night, and make 
passionate love with him every night.

"And this is just our FIRST week together," Lola grinned, holding out the unspoken promise to Norm and me that things were
going to keep getting better and hotter between the three of us.

Thursday morning, while Lola was still sleeping and Norm was on his way to work, I drove to the mall and picked out very 
nice presents for Norm and Lola. I plan to give these gifts to them on Saturday night, to commemorate our one-week 
anniversary as a happy, loving trio. These are fun, sexy gifts, that I'm sure I will enjoy as much as they do. I also 
bought Angela and Suzy, our two 7-year-old daughters, more normal sorts of gifts, to celebrate our first week together as 
a family of five. I feel that it is important to show them that they are loved, included, and very welcome in our new 
family. That they now have THREE parents who love and care about them both very much, as well as loving each other SO much.


Part 8: One Week Anniversary
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Today is Saturday, and it has now been exactly one week since Lola moved in with Norm, our two 7-year-old daughters
Angela and Suzy, and me. 

For our one-week anniversary, I bought Lola and me identical string bikinis. They are sky blue with a repeating 
pattern of puffy white clouds. They are two tiny triangles of fabric over our breasts, and one equally tiny triangle 
over our pubic mounds. One tug at the string and the bra falls away; another tug and the bottom falls aways, too. And
believe me, I expected all three of us to be tugging frequently! I bought Norm as skimpy a men's bathing suit as I 
could find in the same pattern, and believe me, it is plenty skimpy.

I also bought Lola, Norm, and me identical T-shirts, to wear over our teeny-tiny swimsuits. The shirts are also sky-blue, 
with a repeating pattern of  puffy white clouds all over. I had my shirt lettered "I'm his girlfriend...and hers." I had 
Lola's shirt lettered "I'm her girlfriend...and his." Norm's shirt says "I'm her" (with "her" crossed out and then) "their 
boyfriend." The back of my shirt says "LO", the back of Norm's says "VE" and the back of Lola's says "RS," so when we three
go walking hand in hand in hand, the backs of our shirts will spell out "LOVERS."

I also bought Angela and Suzy gifts: new video games for their Nintendo system.

Lola bought gifts, too. She bought a double-ended vibrator for her and me. It was about 16 inches long. "For when you 
and I are together when Norm's not around," Lola grinned. I closed my eyes, and pictured us naked, pussy to pussy, with 
this flesh-color vibrating cock up both of our juicy slits, about 8 inches in me and 8 in her as we grind ourselves 
against each other. "Thanks, darling," I kissed Lola, wrapping my arms around her back and my tongue around her tongue. 
"I can hardly wait until we get a chance to use it!"

She handed another box to Norm. "This is for you, whenever you don't have either of us around." It was a very accurate
molded pussy. "I had the impression made from my own pussy," she grinned.

"If you don't use it, Norm, I will!" I chuckled. "You know my tongue can NEVER get enough of Lola's sweet little pussy."

"You'll have to fight off MY tongue first!" Norm grinned.

"We'll share," I offered, and  Norm agreed.

Lola also gave Suzy and Angela a Harry Potter DVD, and the latest Harry Potter book. "One of you can watch the DVD
while the other reads the book, and then you can trade," Lola smiled. 

"Or we  can read the book together, or watch the DVD together," Angela suggested, and Suzy agreed.

"But that will be for tonight. Right now, we're all going to the zoo!"

"Yeah!" Angela and Suzy sang out in unison.

At the zoo, we watched the trainer feed the two elephants, male and female. The male elephant offered the female some
of his hay, and fed it to her mouth with his trunk. She trumpeted happily at his kind and noble gesture, and fed him
a trunkful of her hay. 

When they had eaten enough, the male elephant walked around behind the female elephant. She stood still, and let her
back legs part slightly. He slid his trunk straight into her elephantine pussy.

Angela and Suzy turned away. "Yuck!"

Lola and I smiled at Norm. "Does that give you any ideas, Norm?" Lola smiled. Norm began licking his lips, showing us
plenty of that long tongue that Lola and I both know, from first-hand experience, is extraordinarily talented.

"Just wait until tonight, ladies," Norm  grinned.

"I might not be able to WAIT that long!" I sighed.

Angela rolled her eyes at me, and sighed heavily. "Oh mommy don't you ever think about anything but SEX?"

"Very rarely, sweetie," Lola grinned. "Believe me, I know!" which made me laugh.

"I care about YOU, sweetie," I kissed Angela on the forehead. Then I kissed Suzy's forehead, too. "I care about YOU 
very much, too."

Our next stop, after the zoo, was to hike through a cool, dark tropical rain forest. Lush jungles, and wild exotic 
birds making all sorts of strange calls.

"I really gotta pee," I commented, heading off the trail into the thick brush.

"So do I," Lola added, following me into the dense bushes and trees.

We squatted to pee on opposite sides of the same thick, old-growth tree, then we each cleaned off our own pussies with big 
leaves.

"Let ME clean off your pussy," Lola grinned, flitting her tongue at me. I stood, and she knelt before me and took a 
couple of licks.

"Mom-MY!" I heard Angela yell from the trail. "Aren't you done YET?"

I laughed, and I quickly squatted in front of Lola, licking HER pussy clean with MY tongue.

"Yeah!" Suzy shouted. "What's TAKING you two so long?"

Lola and I quickly headed back to the trail.

At the end of the trail, we came to where we could see a spectacular and very secluded water fall ahead. The girls said 
they were tired, and wanted to sit on a big rock and rest. I asked Norm if he would stay with the girls, and Lola and
I would move on to see the waterfall up close. Norm agreed. Lola and I took off our T-shirts and handed them to Norm, 
leaving us both in only our skimpy string bikinis, and we headed on to enjoy the waterfall cascading over our bodies.

The water felt nice washing down over Lola and me. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed very passionately,
as the water streamed down through her hair and mine. I don't know who tugged at whose string first, but in an instant,
I had removed Lola's top and she had removed mine. We kissed some more, with tongues entwined, and we each slid a hand
down the front of the other's bikini bottom. Another tug each, and we had removed each other's bottoms, too, standing
naked in each other's arms as the waterfall washed down over us both. We each slid a finger into each other, until the
beauty of the place, and the beauty of our love, brought us to orgasms that crashed as powerfully as the waterfall did.

We helped each other back into our bikinis, and returned to Norm, Angela, and Suzy, refreshed and very happy.

"Are there fish in that waterfall, mommy?" Angela asked.

"No, why?"

"Because you and Lola both smell like fish!"

Lola and I looked at each other's bikini bottoms. Norm looked at us both, smiled, and laughed.

"Would you like to eat something that smells like fish tonight, Norm?" Lola grinned.

Norm enthusiastically shook his head yes. "TWO helpings!" he laughed. Angela and Suzy just looked at us puzzled, like we 
three were all a little crazy.

"Grown-ups!" Angela sighed.

"Yeah," Suzy sighed back.

The next spot we came to in our travels was a cool, refreshing brook, near the tropical bird sanctuary. Norm and I looked 
each other deeply and soulfully in the eyes, and Lola definitely noticed how  Norm and I  were gazing so longingly and 
lovingly at each other.

"I'll take the girls to see the exotic birds," Lola offered. As soon as they were out of sight, Norm and I stripped off
each other's skimpy sky-blue bathing suits, and jumped in the brook. With the coool water flowing around us, we hugged
each other tight. When his cock stiffened against my belly, I softly moaned. I let my legs part slightly, and Norm
rubbed his hard-on over my pussy lips. Feeling the moistness of my pussy against the tip of his throbbing manhood,
now it was Norm who began to moan. I found a large flat boulder at the edge of the brook, hidden behind some thick 
green foliage. I lay down flat on my back and invited Norm to climb on top. Which he did. Eagerly. 

I grabbed Norm around his waist, and rolled us both over. I then began vigorously sliding myself up and down his hard 
staff, moaning and shaking and quivering, until we both soaked the top of the boulder with our love juices. It felt 
so great to have Norm explode upward into me like that!

We heard Lola, Angela, and Suzy returning from the bird sanctuary, so Norm and I  both quickly dressed and returned to 
the hiking trail to greet them. 

"Fish!" Angela remarked, holding her nose.

"Yeah, fish!" Suzy agreed, grimacing.

"Smells pretty nice to me," Lola whispered in my ear.

"You can have a taste tonight," I whispered back to Lola.

"I'd like that!" she grinned, patting my nearly-naked ass in my string bikini. "VERY much!"

"Me, too, my sweet and luscious Lola," I panted breathlessly in her ear. "Oh God yes, me TOO!"

We still had one other activity for the benefit of the girls. To go see a Disney On Ice show with them. Then dinner out
at a very elegant restaurant. After that, it was home, tuck the kids in bed. Finally, Lola, Norm, and I headed off to 
our own bed, to celebrate a very private one-week anniversary, WITHOUT our kids.

Norm had to go to the bathroom, so while he did, Lola and I very quickly stripped and hugrily started to 69 each other. 
When Norm got in bed, we both pounced on him. I licked one ball, she licked the other, and Lola ansd I met in the middle 
to French kiss. Then Lola licked up one side of his cock as I licked up the other, and when we met at his cock-head,
Lola and I French-kissed again. Lola let me go first, and with my mouth open very wide, I slowly bobbed my head up and 
down the entire length of his cock five times, then fed him to Lola for five slow sucks. Then I got five more sucks, 
then Lola got five, and so on, until Norm groaned that he was going to come. He was in my mouth at the time, so I
hollowed my cheeks and sucked powerfully. He exploded, and I loved the feel and taste of him in my mouth. I quickly 
backed off, and my hands fed his still-exploding cock to Lola's hungry mouth. She sucked very deeply and eagerly, until 
as she later put it, she had sucked him so far down her throat that he was almost tickling her stomach! Norm shook from 
head to toe, and groaned so loudly that I knew Lola's entire throat was getting a warm, thick coating. As fast as she 
was gulping now, she seemed unable to keep up with the pace of his multiple explosive orgasms, and the spunk backed-up 
in her throat and mouth, and gushed out both sides of her mouth. I leaned down to kiss the corners of Lola's hot, sweet 
mouth, licking up Norm's excess come in the process.

"God, I need to fuck a pussy!" Norm groaned. This time, it was Lola who wrapped her hands around Norm's enormous, 
pulsating hard-on. She guided him to my wide-open and dripping-wet pussy, and he slammed hard and fast into me, 
missionary style. I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around his hunky body, and rolled us over. I rode him very 
vigorously, about ten times. I then climbed off, and invited Lola to ride him. As she slid down over his hard love-pole, 
I could see her pussy muscles contracting very tightly around him. She only got to go up and down about five times, 
before his cock flared out, stretching Lola's beautiful pussy lips to their  maximum and beyond, as he fired load after 
load deep up into her.

Lola climbed off of Norm, licked his cock back to full erection, and then gestured for me to climb back onto Norm.
I rode him fast and hard, about 20 times in maybe as many seconds, and I got him so worked-up that it took him practically
no time at all to come yet again, for the third time in an hour, flooding my love tunnel with his hot stickiness,
which triggered a thrashing, moaning orgasms of my own. Followed by another. And then another!

Lola now presented her full, round, beautiful ass to Norm, and she spread her legs wide apart. He slid his still-hard 
cock into her luscious pussy from behind. While they eagerly went at it doggy-style, I lay face down under them both, 
licking the front of Lola's pussy, and Norm's shaft and balls, as he thrust forward into her and she thrust backward 
onto him. When they finally came, as much mixed love fluids dripped into my mouth as filled Lola's pussy.

By the time we all finished, we were exausted and it was past 3 AM.

Lola and I awakened the next morning, before Norm did. We looked at each other, winked, and smiled.

"I know how to wake him," I grinned.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Lola giggled.

Norm awakened, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, to find two hot, naked brunette exotic dancers eagerly swirling their 
tongues all over his hard, helmet-shaped cock-head. He grinned evilly at us, uncermoniously tossed us both flat on 
our backs, and dove for both of our pussies, skillfully licking first mine then Lola's and then back to mine, until we
both drenched his handsome, loving face in thick, gloppy pussy juices.

If celebrating only one week together can be this amazing, I can hardly wait until our one-month anniversary! And
I can't even BEGIN to imagine how great our one YEAR anniversary is going to be!

Part 9: July: Greeting the Dawn
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One day, after an especially wonderful afternoon of lovemaking, in my second week with my sweet Lola, we were holding 
each other's naked bodies, and talking about favorite unfulfilled sexual fantasies. That's when I mentioned that the 
sunrise over Halleakullah, the volcano that makes up most of the island of Maui, is particularly spectacular. An ancient 
Hawaiian legend says that if you make love atop Halleakullah right at sunrise, your loving relationship will last 
throughout all eternity. Halleakullah, which means "House of the Sun" for its spectacular sunrises and sunsets, is 
considered dormant, because it last erupted over 200 years ago, but not extinct, because it is still live enough to have 
hot springs, and still has hot lava deep under its cone. I suppose that is part of what makes lovemaking atop Halleakullah 
at dawn so exciting: not only the spectacular view of the sunrise from what seems like the top of the world, not only 
greeting the dawn in your lover's arms, but also the danger, however slim, that the mountaintop could erupt while you're 
up there.

Lola told me that she was surprised that none of my previous lovers, male or female, had ever made this very romantic 
fantasy come true. "My last boyfriend didn't have a romantic bone in his body!" I grumped. "Well, maybe ONE romantic
bone!" I giggled, and Lola burst out laughing. Then she grew quiet and serious, smiling mysteriously like the
Mona Lisa.

Two days later, on the evening of July 4, we all decided to stay home and watch the fireworks on TV, rather than go out 
in the Honolulu crowds and heat to watch the fireworks in person. This was mostly Lola's idea, to stay home rather than 
be out late on Independence Day evening. I didn't know at the time, that Lola had a scheme that would explain why she 
wanted us to go to bed so early that night! Just about the time the fireworks finale came on TV, our 7-year-old 
daughters Angela and Suzy fell asleep. We put them to bed, and Lola, Norm, and I went to bed, too. We three were all 
pretty tired, too, so Norm, Lola, and I just cuddled-up naked in each other's arms, kissed each other's bodies for a 
while, and then fell asleep.

Lola awakened Norm and me at 4:00 AM on July 5, our third Saturday as a loving trio. "Damn, girl," I grumbled, "What 
the hell's wrong with you, waking us at this ungodly hour?" Then I asked, "Oh, you must be horny as hell, and can't wait."

"Well, yes, that too!" Lola grinned mischievously. "But that's not why I woke you. The babysitter's here to watch Angela 
and Suzy," Lola sang out cheerfully and energetically.

"Huh, what babysitter?" I grumped, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"I've chartered us a helicopter, to fly you, me, and Norm to Maui, and to land on the top of Halleakullah well before 
dawn."

That got my attention. "You mean..."

"Strike one fantasy from your unfulfilled list," Lola beamed brightly. "Happy two-week anniversary!" she French-kissed me.

Lola slipped into her light-blue bikini top, and the Catholic school-girl miniskirt she wears at our gentlemen's club,
the same skirt she was wearing when we first met and fell deeply in love (and head-over-heels in lust) with each other. 
Of course, as usual, no panties underneath! I wore my identical light-blue bikini top, and my tight white lace-up 
mini-shorts. Norm wore a light-gray ribbed tank-top undershirt, and cut-off shorts that I had cut for him myself, to 
be so short as to almost show-off his balls and his ass-cheeks. ALMOST, but not quite. Lola slipped our double-ended 
vibrating 16-inch rubber cock, with the lifelike-feeling skin, into her backpack. We each wolfed down a breakfast
energy bar, paid the baby-sitter, kissed our still-sleeping little girls, and we were off on our adventure.

We drove to a hangar at the edge of Honolulu airport, and boarded our own private chartered helicopter to Maui. We circled 
over a very high waterfall, which probably looks spectacular in daylight, but it was still so dark outside that we could 
barely see it. Finally, we landed on a smooth plane amid the hardened black volcanic rocks. The pilot said he would be 
back to pick us up in four hours, and he told us to have fun. Lola grinned, "Oh, we will! Believe me, we will."

As soon as the copter was out of sight, Lola and I bumped and ground and stripped each other, the way we do on-stage
down at the club, only this time Norm was our only audience. He stuffed a crisp new dollar down the front of my super-tight
micro-shorts, and another dollar into Lola's bikini top, but once we were naked, the money fluttered down onto the dried 
and hardened lava flow. Lola and I grinned at each other, and strolled cat-like, naked, toward Norm, both of us stripping 
him naked, too.

I lay down flat on my back, face up, on a large, flat black volcanic rock. Lola smeared K-Y jelly all over our huge toy, 
and then she slowly, ever-so-slowly, slid 8 inches of our double-ended vibrating cock down into my pussy, leaving the 
other 8 inches sticking straight up out of my pussy. Lola stretched herself face-down, flat on top of me, and lowered
her pussy down over the other 8 inches of rubber cock. We each had the head-end of this double-ended, life-like toy-cock 
deep up inside us now, and our pussy lips were slipping, sliding, and grinding up against each other. Norm reached between 
Lola's belly and mine, and switched on the vibrator, which soon had us both shaking and moaning.

Norm now smeared K-Y jelly on his own thick, hard cock. He then lay face-down atop Lola's luscious back-side, slipping 
his cock straight up her tight anus.

I was under Lola, slipping a fake cock up into her pussy and into my own, while Norm was atop Lola slipping his real 
cock deep up her ass. "I'm a Lola sandwich," she giggled, which I found absolutely charming, so I bucked myself upward,
to rub my hot, wet pussy even tighter up against Lola's tight, juicy slit. Norm must have found Lola's comment charming, 
too, because he placed his palms on her ass-cheeks and began thrusting even deeper and harder into her anus.

Just then, the first spectacular red rays of the sunrise peered over the top of Halleakullah. The sunrise was the most
beautiful I've ever seen, in a lifetime of beautiful Hawaiian sunrises. The legend really is true: greeting the sunrise
while making love really DOES make the sunrise even more beautiful and spectacular. Legend says that this is because the 
Hawaiian super-god Maui smiles favorably upon those who make him an offering of their lovemaking at the very top of
the island that bears his name, so he makes his sunrises even more spectacular for those who greet him like this. I hoped 
the other part of the legend would also become true: that the three of us making love up at the top of Halleakullah at 
sunrise would cement our love for all eternity!

Norm repositioned himself so that his long, thick, rock-hard cock drove down between Lola's ass cheeks, along the outside 
of Lola's pussy lips, and then down along the front of my own pussy lips. I wrapped one leg around Lola and one around 
Norm, holding them both close and tight against me.

The entire sun burst forth over the horizon now, all reds and oranges and yellows, as if Maui himself was thanking us with 
a spectacular light show, in gratitude for us letting him watch our deep and true love for one another. Norm pressed his 
cock hard against my pussy and Lola's, which were both stuffed full of vibrating rubber cock. We all shook from head to 
toe, moaning loudly. I think I started to come a split second before the other two, then Lola, and finally Norm. Come was 
spewing out everywhere now, out of my pussy, out of Lola's, and especially exploding very intensely out of Norm's cock. We 
were soaking both ends of our double-headed 16-inch vibrator, soaking Norm's cock and our two pussies, and drenching the 
black volcanic rock, bleaching the ancient black rocks come-white.

Norm rolled over onto his back, and Lola climbed down off of me. Then Norm rolled back over, face-down on top of me, 
driving his still-hard cock deep into my hungry pussy about forty times in quick succession, until he came so deep into 
me that I could almost feel his come coating my intenstines! For my part, I completely soaked his cock in my pussy-juice, 
so that when he finally withdrew, he was all slick and slippery and glistening with my hot liquid lust.

Lola lay flat on her back, and used her arms and legs to pull Norm down on top of her, and he slipped deep into her pussy,
too. I was surprised that after two of the most intense orgasms I had ever seen Norm have, he was still hard enough to 
drive powerfully into Lola. I was even more surprised when his body shook, his ass cheeks clenched tightly, and with a 
long, very loud, very deep baritone groan, he came for a third time, seemingly more intensely than his first two orgasms 
combined.

Norm pushed himself up with his arms and legs, and I quickly slid face-up between Lola and Norm, my ass grinding against 
Lola's pussy. After three orgasms more powerful than an eruption of Halleakullah, Norm was understandably starting to 
soften just a little. But he was still hard enough to give my slicked-up pussy walls plenty of friction, as he entered 
me yet again. "Now I'M the meat in our love-sandwich!" I laughed, between moans, as Norm sweetly, lovingly, deeply, and 
powerfully pounded my quivering pussy.

"I love being the bread for YOUR sandwich!" Lola giggled, as she rubbed her sweet, wet pussy all over my ass, causing all 
three of us to come yet again.

The last thing I remember is yawning and stretching my body, sandwiched tightly between Lola (beneath me) and Norm (above 
me). We must have all fallen asleep like this, because the next thing I knew, I awakened to hear our chartered helicopter 
approaching over the horizon. Norm, Lola, and I set a new world's record for getting dressed, and the helicopter landed 
maybe 50 feet from us.

"So," the pilot grinned, as Norm, Lola, and I climbed into the helicopter. "Did you three have a good time?"

"No," Lola giggled. "We had a GREAT time!"

"Hawaiian legend says that the love between the three of you will last for all eternity now!" the pilot grinned.

How did he know? As we flew away, I looked down, and saw that the big, flat rock where we three had been lying, was
completely smeared in fresh come. Gallons of the stuff, splattered just EVERYWHERE! Thick and white and glistening 
in the early-morning sun. No WONDER the pilot knew what we had been doing!

"Judging by this morning's sunrise," the pilot continued, "You three must have REALLY pleased Maui with your display to
him, of how much you all love each other!"

Well, MAYBE that's how the pilot knew, by how beautiful a sunrise we had this morning. But I liked my own theory,
that the pilot had seen the come-stained rocks below.

Lola now offered yet another explanation for the pilot's seeming psychic powers, to have guessed about our lovemaking. 
Imitating our seven-year-old daughter Angela's squeaky voice, Lola grumped, "Mommy, you three smell like FISH!" Norm, 
Lola, and I laughed merrily, loudly, uncontrollably now, and the pilot winked knowingly at us, as we flew back to 
Honolulu in our chartered helicopter, with Norm's, Lola's, and my hands resting playfully in each other's laps.

Thank you, Lola, for making a lifelong fantasy come true! Our love will live FOREVER now!

Part 10: July: The Morning After
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I awoke bright and early on Sunday morning, July 6th, with my head filled with thoughts about Lola. About how much alike 
we are. Both so wild and crazy, so free and easy, so open and honest with our sexuality. So loving, giving, and generous 
about pleasuring our partners. Yes, in Lola I have definitely found a true kindred spirit, a genuine soulmate. I just 
kept thinking about what a loving, thoughtful, and selfless thing she had done yesterday, arranging a babysitter and a 
helicopter ride, just to fulfill one of my fantasies. 

I definitely wanted to do something equally sweet, kind, wonderful, and sexy, just for her today.

Then I remembered what Lola had told me once during one of our many after-sex pillow-talk sessions. About how she 
enjoys horse-back riding, the rocking motion of the horse between her legs, feeling powerful when controlling such
a big, strong animal. How she fantasizes about riding a horse through the gently-lapping waves along one of Hawaii's 
many clean, clear, beautiful beaches. I knew now, what I wanted to do for her today.

I quietly crept out of bed and down into the living room. I remembered a clothing-optional beach on Kauai that I had once 
visited with a previous boyfriend, and I called the people who own and run this beach club, to ask if they would permit 
nude riders on horseback on their beach. The operator put her manager on the phone, and I had to repeat my question. He 
said nobody had ever asked him that before, but he couldn't see any reason why not. He even gave me the phone number of
a stable near their beach, that rents horses to tourists. I called them and asked if it would be permissible to ride 
their horses while the rider was nude. He said that being a Lady Godiva was a very popular fantasy, and as long as we did 
nothing to physically harm the horse, he had no problem with horse and rider both being bareback. I asked him if he had 
any horses big and strong enough to carry three nude riders along a beach at once, and he told me he had just the horse, 
a chestnut-colored stallion named Jim who was big and beautiful, but very gentle, and who loved splashing along the gentle 
waves of Hawaiian beaches.

Lastly, I called a small island-hopper airline, and arranged for a flight out of Honolulu to Kauai. Everything was all 
set now, so I returned to our bedroom, and gently awakened Norm and Lola with lots of soft, loving kisses all over
their beautiful naked bodies.

"Rise and shine," I sang out cheerily. "Today is another beautiful and special day."

I dropped the kids off with our favorite babysitter, and then drove us to the island-hopper's air terminal. We flew to 
Kauai, where we caught a taxi to the horse stables. We all three climbed aboard Jim, who was everything the stable owner 
had described on the phone: big, strong, beautiful, and very gentle. Jim seemed to take to the three of us instantly, as 
we rode off the three blocks to the nude beach.

Once at the beach, Norm, Lola, and I all climbed down off Jim, found a locker, stripped nude, and locked up our clothes. 
Lola climbed on the front of Jim, facing backward. I was in the middle, facing Lola. Norm climbed on at the back, his arms
around me and his exposed cock resting against my bare naked ass. We headed down along the very private beach, and Jim 
the horse seemed to be really enjoying prancing along the gentle ocean waves. I reached out to lovingly fondle Lola's
soft, curvy breasts with my left hand, while my right middle finger slowly, gently found its way into her pussy. Jim's
soft skin and hair, and his gentle rocking motion as we rode, felt wonderful against our bare pussies. Meanwhile, Norm 
encircled his arms around me from behind me, one hand rolling and pinching my hard nipples, while his other hand gave my 
pussy lips a swirling circular massage. Norm slid forward, pressing his cock tighter and tighter against my ass, and as he 
did so, I felt him grow longer, thicker, and harder against my derriere. Then Norm started to slowly slide himself into my 
ass, which felt amazing. But this was Lola's day, Lola's fantasy, so I leaned down to Jim's ear, patted his side, and 
whispered for him to "Whoa!" The horse obediently stopped, I climbed down, and I had Norm move to the center, facing the 
backward-riding Lola. I then took over Norm's spot at the rear of the horse. 

I whispered to Jim to "giddyap" and he resumed his gentle prancing and rocking through the ocean waves. I encircled my arms
around Norm from behind, my left hand stroking his magnificent bare muscular chest, and my right hand gently guiding his
hard-on into Lola's wide-open and very wet pussy. I pressed and rubbed my own pussy against Norm's bare ass. He thrust 
forward to drive his cock deep and hard into Lola, then slowly slid backward to almost fully withdraw, and his withdrawal 
pressed his studly ass very tight up against my pussy. Each of Norm's forward thrusts drove his cock deeper and harder
into Lola's pussy, and each of his backward thrusts pressed his wonderful ass so tight up against my own pussy, all
while Jim the horse playfully pranced through the surf, and gently, ryhtmically rocked all three of our over-excited 
nude bodies. 

I leaned my head over Norm's shoulder to kiss Lola's pretty neck. "I love you, Lola," I whispered. Just then, Norm slid 
himself forward again, driving himself yet deeper and even deeper into Lola now. "And I also love you, Lola," Norm 
whispered. That did it for her. Trembling uncontrollably and moaning loudly, Lola came. I reached my left hand between
Lola and Norm, to feel his cock thrusting in and out of her hot, damp pussy. I don't know whether it was my loving touch
on them both, Lola's orgasm, or the horse's gently rocking and splashing along the shore, but at that very moment, Norm
came, powerfully, amidst unstoppable shaking, and deep guttural groans of pure pleasure. Norm withdrew about halfway from
Lola's pussy, thrusting his ass back hard against my pussy, and twisting and squirming and rubbing his fine masculine ass 
very hard, all over my pussy. As he slid himself forward again, to ram deep into Lola's pussy once more, I slid forward
on Jim's back, to keep very tight contact between my pussy and Norm's ass. Squirming and moaning in delight, Lola came
again, and a split second later, so did Norm. I thrust my pussy very hard and tight up against Norm's bare ass, and now I 
came, too: all over Norm's ass and Jim's soft, hairy back.

Jim must have sensed what just happened, the triple simultaneous orgasms atop his back, because he began playfully kicking 
at the waves and whinnying in a happy little horse-laugh. Without any directions from us, he rode us right up to our
locker. We climbed down off of Jim, carefully washed each other off, and dressed again. We carefully washed and brushed 
Jim's back to remove any traces of come from his hair and skin. Then we all three rode Jim the three blocks back to the 
horse stables, and called a cab. As we waited for the cab in front of the stable, Lola lovingly threw her arms around me, 
gave me a big passionate French kiss, and happily gushed, "Oh, Patty, this was better than ANY of my fantasies about 
horses! Thank you, thank you, oh THANK you! Oh, I LOVE you. I DO love you! I love you both SO damned much!" I put my arms 
around Norm and drew him into our hug. We three continued to group-hug and kiss without breaking, even as we climbed into 
the cab and drove back to the island-hopper air terminal for the short flight back to Honolulu. Even on the plane, we three
hugged and kissed passionately and continuously, and we joyously and repeatedly declared how much we three love one another.

"So, Norm," Lola grinned mischievously, "What unfulfilled fantasy of YOURS can we make come true, just for YOU?"

Norm was very sweet to say that having us both WAS living his fantasy, but Lola pressed him until he told us another
fantasy. More on that after Lola and I get a chance to fulfill the fantasy that Norm told us about, on our flight home 
from Kauai.

Part 11: July: Norm's Fantasy
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Fulfilling Norm's fantasy took a little bit of planning and creativity on Lola's and my part. But I remembered that one 
of my regulars at the gentlemen's club where Lola and I both work, had told me that he owns a truck stop that is a 
favorite stop for the big yellow pineapple trucks that you see all over Hawaii. Lola and I doubled-up a lap dance on 
him, and Lola even let him slip a finger up her pussy from behind, as she sometimes does for customers she particularly 
likes.

"No charge for our lap dance," I grinned, "IF you do us both an enormous favor." We told him all about Norm's fantasy, 
and after the special way we treated him during our free lap dance, he eagerly agreed to help.

The truck-stop owner told us he has an old truck tractor he rarely uses, and Norm could legally drive it, as long as 
he doesn't hitch a trailer to it. He also agreed to let us pose as waitresses in his establishment for one day, to
hatch our plot with Norm. Hell, the way he got so excited over our lap dance, I think he would have agreed to give 
us his business for nothing, if we had asked him to.

Next stop was to the mall to go...SHOPPING!

We bought Norm a button-front black cowboy shirt, cowboy hat, tight jeans, sunglasses, and cowboy boots, so he would 
look every bit the trucker. Lola and I bought French Maid oufits and restaurant order pads for ourselves, and you 
never saw two sexier waitresses in your life.

Finally, the big day came. We showed Norm the truck tractor we had borrowed from the truck-stop owner, which the 
truck-stop owner had parked in front of our house for us. We gave Norm directions to the truck stop, and we told him 
to meet us there in an hour. At the truck stop, Lola and I changed into our French Maid outfits, and eagerly awaited 
Norm's arrival.

Norm drove up in the borrowed old truck tractor, and climbed down out of the cab. He looked very sexy in his cowboy duds.
Norm sat at the booth way in the back, that the truck-stop owner had reserved just for us, for our seduction scene. I 
emerged from the kitchen, loudly cracking bubble-gum, my hair tied back in a pony tail and a pencil over my ear. 
"What'll you have, honey? We have some great pies today. Apple, cherry, blueberry, lemon meringue. What's your favorite 
pie, sweetie?"

"Hair," Norm grinned.

"Excuse me?"

"I like eating hair pie. I happen to think it tastes pretty damned good! And from the looks of you, I think YOUR hair
pie is going to the best I ever tasted, Miss..."

"Patty. But I'm afraid I can't serve your order her in the diner. I'll have to bring your pie out to your truck 
for you."

"That's OK by me," Norm grinned. "I'm Norm. You can serve me the pie I crave in my truck. It has a big sleeper cab."

"Comfy bed for those long hauls, huh?"

"Why don't you try it out for yourself, Miss Patty, and you tell ME!"

I signaled to Lola, who was watching us from the kitchen, and she emerged from the kitchen now, also cracking bubble gum.

"Is this guy givin' ya trouble?" she asked heatedly.

"This is my best friend Lola," I smiled at Norm. "We do EVERYTHING together. And I do mean EVERYTHING!" I then 
turned to Lola. "This trucker ordered a serving of hair pie. So I was going to go out to his truck's sleeper cab
and serve him a nice big geneorus warm portion. Wanna, umm, COME along?"

"Sounds like fun," Lola grinned. "I hope you brought along enough of an appetite for TWO portions, big boy!"

I put on a sweet, naive, innocent voice now, with a hint of sultry sexuality just below the surface. "You don't mind if 
my best friend in the whole world joins in on the fun, do you?" Lola flashed him a very brief glimpse of her spectacularly 
wide aerolas, and her very beautiful pussy, unobstructed by any panties, so he would see for himself what he would be 
getting if he agreed to let Lola join us. Norm's only reply to my question was a big, happy, silly grin, like he'd just 
died and gone to heaven.

I hooked my arm in Norm's left elbow, Lola slid her arm inside his right elbow, and with an enmormously-satisfied 
grin, he led us both to the borrowed truck tractor. He helped me up into the cab first, then Lola, then climbed into
the cab himself, and closed and locked the door behind us. Lola sat on one side of the bed at the back of the truck 
cab, I on the other, and we both patted the bed, inviting Norm to sit between us. I guided Norm's hand up my tiny
French maid skirt, and Lola did the same with his other hand. Our pussies were already loudly smacking in desire.

I lay down on the bed and lifted my skirt. Norm turned around, knelt down, pushed the tiny triangular front of my thong 
aside with his tongue, and took a long, slow, loving lick. "I knew this would be the best damned hair pie I ever ate!" 
Norm grinned.

Lola lay down beside me on the truck-cab's bed, and raised her own French Maid skirt. "Second best," she gently
corrected. Norm slid his head from between my thighs to between Lola's, and took a long, slow lick. "Mmmmm!"
he moaned. "VERY tasty! But I'm not sure it's BETTER than Patty's!"

"Why don't you take another taste of MY hair pie, and compare?" I invited in my huskiest, throatiest, most seductive 
voice. He did.

"Patty's hair pie is...mmmmm!..." Then he licked at Lola again. "But then again, LOLA'S is...ohhhh! But Patty's is...
I mean Lola's is...No, no, Patty's. Ummm, Lola's..."

"Oh damn," he grinned. "All I know is, your truck stop serves the two best hair pies I've EVER tasted."

"It's all you can EAT night," I laughed, as he licked, sucked, and nibbled Lola and me to about ten each of the most
intense thrashing, moaning, screaming orgasms of our lives. 

We then both pounced on Norm's magnificent cock, taking turns licking and sucking. As I sucked him, I pumped my hand
up and down his shaft, slowly at first, but then faster and ever faster. As I pumped him, I twisted my hand at my wrist,
which I know from experience always drives him absolutely crazy with feverish desires. I kept sucking and pumping him,
while Lola hungrily and lovingly nibbled at his balls. Then Lola and I switched off, her sucking his cock and me 
nibbling at his balls. We both kept this up, until he had pumped gallons and gallons of slick, slippery, hot, 
VERY tasty sperm, down both of our now very-satisfied throats.

I then encircled my fist around Norm's cock, slowly, lazily pumping it, until it was once more all nice and hard and
throbbing. I then guided him into Lola's sopping-wet pussy, and it didn't take very many thrusts before Norm and Lola 
were both shaking, moaning, and coming.

Now it was Lola's turn to lazily stroke Norm's cock back to hardness, and guide him into my pussy. I squeezed my pussy
very tight around him, and I lovingly wrapped my arms and legs around him, as he powerfully slammed in and out of me.
Norm and I also came simultaneously, quickly, and powerfully.

"I'm definitely going to dine here every time I'm in town," Norm grinned. "Best damned hair pie in the univrese! But I
gotta haul now!"

"Where ya goin', trucker?" Lola and I both pouted.

"Long day. Gotta go home."

"To BED?" Lola and I bubbled enthusiastically.

"Uhh, yeah," he grumbled.

"Oh please, PLEASE, take us home WITH you," we both begged, grinning widely.

With a rejuvenated grin, Norm jammed the truck into gear and took off. "Sounds good to me. I just might WANT a couple 
more of those generous helpings of warm hair pie tonight, as a midnight snack!" We raced back to our house to continue 
playing-out the "trucker picks up two hot-slut waitresses at a truck stop" fantasy. We spent the whole rest of the night
fucking and sucking with wild abandon, with only brief naps in between, so we could all regain our strength for the next 
round. We returned the borrowed truck tractor to the truck-stop owner the next morning. Lola and I will definitely have 
to serve-up the truck-stop owner an extra generous helping of our gratitude, the next time we lap-dance him down at the 
gentlemen's club. 

I was SO glad that we could make Norm's fantasy come true for him. Lola and I enjoyed it as much as Norm did. And we all
can hardly WAIT to see what new adventures our three-way loving and sexual alliance will lead us into next!

Part 12: July: The Tree House
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My back yard has two large, sprawling Y-shaped trees that shade most of the yard and the back-side of our house. The
first time that Norm saw thise trees, he was instantly inspired. He could build a huge tree house supported by the Y's of 
both trees, for our daughters Angela and Suzy to play in. He started building it. But then three weeks ago, Lola moved in
with us. And since then, Norm and I have been too busy playing with Lola to worry about where our girls were going to play.
Not that I'm complaining: with Lola, Norm and I have been having the best time of our lives! But the problem is, the
girls HAVE been complaining! "When is Norm EVER going to finish building our tree-house?" 

So Friday night, while Norm, Lola, and I were cuddled-up in bed together, I asked Norm to finally finish building the
tree-house for Angela and Suzy, this weekend. Norm worked on it all day Saturday and Sunday. Then late Sunday night, he 
entered the house all excited, and wanted to show our girls the finished tree-house.

"Angela and Suzy have already gone to bed," I said. "You can show it to them in the morning, before they go to school."

I could see that Norm was disappointed. "You can show ME the tree house," I smiled. I took his hand and let him lead me
outside, and up the ladder to the tree house.

Norm had done a great job. He had used very strong boards for the walls, floor, and roof. He had waterproofed and varnished
all of the boards, and cut a big window in the front that overlooked the warm Pacific ocean, and another big window at the 
back, where the girls could look out at the woods and the tropical birds perched in the trees. Norm had put pretty blue
flower cafe curtains in both windows, the kind he knew that little 7-year-old girls would really love, when playing house 
or seeking privacy to play "dress-up like mommy".

In one corner of the tree-house, Norm had placed a two-drawer wicker nightstand. It was sturdy enough to hold the girls'
dress-up clothes and other stuff to play with. Yet being wicker, it was light-weight enough to put in the tree house.

Norm had also provided a couple of sleeping bags, and some big throw pillows. It was all very well designed and laid-out,
color-coordinated, looked very comfortable, and I knew that the girls would have a lot of fun playing together up there.

"Oh, Norm," I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. "You did a WONDFERFUL job! Thank you! I know the girls are 
going to LOVE it!"

Norm got this loving glint in his eye. I gaze deeply, lovingly, and longingly into his eyes, and I was suddenly inspired.
I smiled very warmly and excitedly at him. "All of your hard work on this tree-house definitely deserves proper thanks now!"

I sank to my knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, and took a long, slow lick up his shaft.
"Thank you, baby!" SLURP! "Thank you, thank you, THANK you!" LICK! "THANK you!" He grew thicker and more excited than I
think I have EVER seen him before. "It's time for you to get your REWARD!" I grinned. I opened my lips up very wide, my 
mouth stretched almost painfully wide open, and even so I could barely take him into my mouth now, his excitement had made 
him THAT thick! I just LOVED having my mouth stuffed so completely full of his manhood now, as I pushed us both down into 
a soft, comfortable pile of throw pillows.

Just then, I heard footsteps climbing up the tree-house ladder. Fearing that our daughters would catch us in the act, I 
quickly popped Norm out of my mouth, and desperately tried to stuff his hard-on back into his tight pants, but it just
wouldn't fit. I was starting to panic. Luckily, it wasn't the girls on the ladder now, it was Lola. 

"I heard moaning," Lola grinned. "It sounded like a LOT of fun, and I was hoping you'd let me join you."

I pulled the best part of Norm back out of his pants, and eagerly resumed sucking on him. Lola made quite a show out of 
peeling off her cute, tiny shorts, and Norm's happy tongue quickly dove for her hairy mound, as I slid my finger up her 
cute, round ass.

"Oh Patty," Lola grinned. "Your poor little pussy is being completely IGNORED! She deserves MUCH better than that!" Lola's
highly-skilled tongue licked loving little circles all around my pussy lips, then zeroed-in on my extremely horny little 
hard nub of a clit. I felt like the luckiest woman on earth now. But I got even luckier: Norm placed his tongue right 
beside Lola's, and followed her every move, lick for lick. The man and the woman that I love almost more than life itself,
were now both happily and lovingly licking away at my pussy, while I had my mouth stuffed more full of hard cock than
it has ever been stuffed in my whole life, and my finger was thoroughly enjoying exploring the innermost depths of Lola's 
very hot, very juicy slit. Who wouldn't, who couldn't, feel ecstatically happy to be giving and receiving SO much pleasure!

When we finished, I quickly climbed down the tree-house ladder, to retrieve a can of room deodorant, to eliminate the 
strong scent of fresh, raw sex. I wanted the girls to really like the tree-house that Norm had put so much time and
effort into. The last thing I needed or wanted was for Angela, when she finally see the tree-house in the morning, to 
crinkle up her nose and whine, "Mommy, the tree-house smells like FISH!"

Part 13: Late July: Lola's Birthday
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Lola's birthday, and the one-month anniversary of her moving in with Norm and me, happened to fall on the same weekend. 
So we were all eager to get started on our celebration early, on Friday afternoon.

But wouldn't you know it, Angela's and Suzy's school decided to hold a parent-teacher night that very Friday. And of 
course the girls completely forgot to tell us about it, until about an hour before the meeting with their teachers. So
our celebration had to wait a while.

When we got there and I explained that I just found out about this meeting, the first thing the teacher said, of course, 
was "but I sent a note home with Angela and Suzy a week ago." Like she really expected that the girls would have 
remembered to actually GIVEN us the note. "Next time, call me or send me email," I grumped.

On the drive over to the school, the girls worried over how to introduce Lola, Norm, and me to their teachers. The girls 
didn't want to go into this whole elaborate story about how Norm is Suzy's father and sort of Angela's stepdad, except we 
aren't really married yet, I am Angela's mother and sort-of Suzy's step-mom, Lola is mom to neither but also to both, and 
we five all live together as a family. It was all just too complicated and confusing to explain. "Just tell your teacher  
whatever you feel comfortable telling her," I smiled.

Angela evidently worked out a solution to this dilemma all on her own. She tapped her teacher on the shoulder, and said, 
"Miss Compton. This is my mom Patty. This is my dad Norm. And this is my other mom Lola." And she left the introductions 
at that, without further explanation.

Miss Compton showed us Angela's and Suzy's school work. "Did something traumatic happen to them about a month ago?"

"No, why?"

Miss Compton showed me one of Angela's drawings. A woman in a short black-and-red skirt had a knife through her heart,
dripping blood. Her T-shirt was lettered Lola. Underneath, in very dark letters, underlined four times, was the single 
word "DIE!" Next to Lola in the drawing was a man being shot at, and I assumed that was Norm. I had no idea Angela was 
this upset with my having lovers. This was very disturbing.

"Then about two weeks ago," Miss Compton continued, "your girls seem to have greatly changed their attitude for 
the better." She showed me a second drawing Angela made. Two women, a man, and two little girls sat on a blanket,
in the woods, with a picnic basket beside them. They were all hugging. Each person was labeled: "Me," "My Sister Suzy," 
"Mommy Patty," "Mommy Lola," and "Daddy Norm." She had obviously accepted our unusual living arrangement, and had become 
happy about it.

"The school psychologist and I had a long talk with Angela about these drawings," Miss Compton said. "Angela told us that
she at first felt that you didn't love her any more, you loved only Norm and Lola. That's a normal reaction with a blended 
family. But I was surprised how quickly she turned her attitude around. Angela explained that, too: she said that she
saw how much you love her in addition to Norm and Lola. And that Norm and Lola genuinely loved her, too. She was surrounded
by a lot of love, which helped her change her attitude very quickly. So now instead of just one parent loving her, she now 
has the love of THREE parents. I told her she's very lucky, and she said 'I didn't know that at first. But I know it now!' 
She said that you do everything together as a family, and she now loves being in this family."

"How come you didn't tell me about all of this before? Don't you think as her mother, I have a right to know when my 
daughter is making violent and disturbing drawings in school?"

Norm cut me off before I could launch into a full-blown tirade. "Do you have any of Suzy's drawings?" he asked. The one 
from a month ago showed a man with a woman in each arm. Underneath the picture, Suzy had written, "Daddy's too busy for 
me. But when he does see me, he is always so happy now. Daddy's so nice to me when he's happy. See why daddy's so busy, 
and so happy?"

Suzy's second drawing, from two weeks ago, had her on her father's shoulders, while Norm held hands with Lola and me,
and we watched two elephants feed hay to each other, with their trunks. "The elephants are in love," Suzy had written. 
"Just like daddy, mommy Patty, and mommy Lola." Suzy seemed to really understand how much Lola, Norm, and I love each 
other, and she seemed extraordinarily well adjusted to it.

"This one disturbed ME," Miss Compton said, showing us a third drawing Suzy had made. It showed two women in yellow
bikinis, dancing around a shiny pole. It said simply, "My mommies at work."

"Are you a stripper?" Miss Compton challenged, with a tone of shock and disapproval.

"Exotic dancer," I corrected. "And yes, I am."

"You let your daughters watch you, ummm, DANCE?"

I laughed. "No, of course not! You have to be at least 18 to go in. But I'm proud of my looks, of my job, and I 
have explained to the girls what I do. Angela says she wants to grow up just like her mommy, and Suzy want to OWN 
the club some day. So whether they decides to become doctors, lawyers, or exotic dancers like me, I will always be 
very proud of BOTH of my girls, in whatever they do, and I'll always be very supportive of BOTH of them." I glared 
at Miss Compton, "And not at all JUDGMENTAL!"

Miss Compton sighed. "I wish I had had parents as loving toward each other, and toward me, as you three are with 
Angela and Suzy! My parents fought bitterly, several times a day." She sighed again. "And I wish I had a great body
like you and Lola. I'm jealous of your beauty, and Lola's and your obvious love for each other."

She didn't say she was jealous of the love Norm and I have for each other. Then I saw her gaze riveted on my legs 
and Lola's boobies, as she touched my hand and repeated, "I'm VERY jealous of you and Lola!" Oh my God, this teacher 
is 100% pure lesbian! "I wish I could find a love like yours!"

"You will," I reassured her. "You WILL!" I held Lola's hand to send the clear signal to this teacher, to "back off, 
she's mine. And I'm hers!" Miss Compton looked at me disappointed, but she had clearly gotten my unspoken message.

Miss Compton finished up by showing us that Angela had a solid B in math and history, and A- in English, while Suzy 
had an A in math, B in English, and B- in history. I'm very proud of both of our smart little girls.

After the parent-teacher conference, mommy Lola, daddy Norm and I took our two bright little daughters out for root-beer
floats. "To one month as a family," I raised my mug in toast.

"Happy birthday mommy Lola," Angela clinked her mug against mine, and then against Lola's. Now all five of us touched 
raised mugs of root beer against each other, and then began sipping. I wiped a finger above Angela's lip, to wipe-away
her ice-cream moustache. Suzy then wiped off my ice-cream moustache, and we all laughed.

Suzy hopped up on Lola's lap and hugged her. "I love you, mommy Lola. Happy birthday!" Suzy then looked at me and smiled.
"I love you too, mommy Patty!"

We next took Suzy and Angela to the petting zoo. Angela loved petting the llama, but backed away quickly when he spat 
right in her face. After she cried out "Ewwww!" about five times, she started to laugh about it. The girls both got to 
pet some goats, and Suzy even got to hold a chimp in her arms and hug him. So the girls both had a great time!

By the time we got home, it was late. The girls fell asleep in the car on the way home, and we tucked them into bed.

Lola, Norm, and I hugged in bed, but Norm was very tired, and he soon drifted off to sleep. Lola smiled, got up, slipped
into her teenie-weenie bright-yellow bikini, and tossed my matching bikini to me. "Would you take a moonlight stroll
on the beach with me?" she grinned. "That would be the best birthday present EVER!"

"I can't refuse you ANY request, my sweet Lola," I smiled. "Especially not on your BIRTHDAY!"

So I drove us to one of my favorite secluded beaches, and the two of us strolled hand in hand in the moonlight. Soon we 
were walking with our arms around each other. Then before we knew it, we were walking along the beach with our hands down
the front of each other's bikini bottoms. Did I finger Lola first, or did she slip her hand down my front first? I didn't
know, and I didn't care, it was just wonderfully romantic and sexy to stroll down the beach like this, with our fingers
exploring each other's pussy under our bright yellow bikini bottoms. "Happy birthday, my love," I kissed her, and soon 
we were  French-kissing with our arms around each other, in the cool moonlit sand and the gently-lapping surf.

We drove home, and that's when I gave Lola her birthday present. A peekaboo black-lace bra. Matching crotchless black 
lace panties. Black lace garter belt and black fishnet stockings. Black 6-inch spiked heels. And a huge black cross on 
a black velvet rope, to hang around her pretty neck.

"Oh Patty, they're so BEAUTIFUL," she hugged and kissed me.

"The guys at work will love this on you! I predict lots and lots of generous tips!"

"I want to model it for YOU!" she whispered, then disappeared into the bathroom to change. When she emerged, she stood 
in the doorway between the bathroom and the bedroom. She took my breath away!

She sauntered slowly, seductively over to the bed. I reached up and stuffed a $100 bill down her bra, like I was a patron
of her exotic dancing. She lay down next to me on the bed, and I slowly undressed her, item by sexy item.

When she was naked, we locked into what I like to call a scissor-grip. This is where Lola and I lie with our heads at 
opposite ends of the bed, our legs open like two pairs of scissors intertwined, and our pussies rubbing up hard against 
each other. One double-headed body, joined at the crotch. Sometimes wse put our double-ended vibrating rubber cock
between us when we grind pussies against each other like this: 8 inches in her and 8 in me. But tonight, we wanted 
nothing to interfere with the pussy-to-pussy contact between us.

Norm awakened and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, as he watched us love each other up like that. "Having fun, ladies?" 
he grinned.

"I just LOVE fucking Lola!" I grinned. "But there's ONE thing she can't give me!" I wrapped my hand around Norm's cock,
and I began lazily pumping and stroking it to its full excitement.

"Fuck me, baby," I whispered softly in Norm's ear, as I untangled my legs from Lola's. Too subtle! He seemed sleepy and 
sluggish, so I got his attention now by yawning, stretching, and moaning, "Damn but I really, REALLY need your cock in 
me, right NOW!"

"When you're done with Patty," Lola grinned, leaning down and kissing Norm's balls, "I could use a nice hard cock myself."
She then guided Norm's cock to my pussy, and sat back and watched. "Happy birthday to ME!" Lola laughed, getting more and 
more excited as she watched Norm and me make vigorous, passionate love.

Norm and I lovingly intertwined the fingers of our hands. With our hands thus joined, we jointly slid one of my 
fingers and one of Norm's fingers into Lola's warm, wet, wonderful juicy slit, as Norm and I banged and slammed hard 
against one another. "Fuck each other SENSELESS!" Lola moaned. And soon we did!

I loved feeling Norm's explosion so very deep inside of me, filling my love-cavern so completely full of his hot
stickiness. Then without a word, I slid myself away from his hard, dribbling cock, wrapped my hand around it, and
lovingly slipped it inch by thick hard inch into Lola. As my hand slowly, gently fed Norm's hard-on to Lola's slicked-up 
tight little pussy, I hungrily, passionately kissed Lola's neck, and whispered, "Happy birthday, baby!"

Norm thrust himself very deep into Lola, and whsipered, "Thank you for the best damned month of my whole LIFE!"

Lola slid a finger into MY very wet pussy, and grinning, replied, "No. Thank YOU both, for the best month of MY life!"

And then all three of us came. Simultaneously. Passionately. And very, VERY loudly!

I can hardly wait until it's MY birthday!

Part 14: July 29: A Typical Quiet Evening at Home
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It seems hard to believe that it has been only five weeks since Lola moved in, and only three months since Norm moved 
in. We have all become so comfortable with each other as a family, that I can barely remember that there was a time 
before we all met.

Last night, Tuesday night, Lola, Norm, and I watched a Disney Channel movie with our two 7-year-old girls, Angela and 
Suzy. Just a typical quiet evcening at home. One big happy, cozy family. The girls fell asleep about halfway through the 
movie, but we three adults watched the movie to the end. We then carried the sleeping girls to their rooms, tucked the 
girls in their beds, retreated to our own bedroom for the night, and closed and locked our bedroom door. The three of us 
lay in bed, engaging in pillow-talk about our childhoods, about our jobs, about our finances, about our current home and 
our home life, about everything and about nothing.

I rested my open palm over Norm's cock, and whispered "I love you, Norm." Lola placed her hand beside mine, cupping
Norm's balls, and whispered "I love you too, Norm." Norm placed two fingers of his left hand on my pussy lips and began 
slowly massaging the outside of my pussy. With his right hand, he did the same to Lola's pussy. "I love you BOTH!" Norm 
whispered. Just three people who love each other, tenderly expressing their love in a casual, relaxed way that, despite 
the contact with each other's genitals, was almost non-sexual. Holding each other in this casual, relaxed way, we 
continued to chat about everything and nothing for maybe another 10 or 15 minutes.

Finally, Lola and I just looked at each and smiled. "I'm getting a little bit hungry," I smiled at her.

"Me, too," she whispered back.

Lola and I gazed soulfully, lovingly into each other's eyes, and smiled again. Without another word, we both knew what we 
wanted to do, what we HAD to do, now. I leaned down, took a long, slow lick at Norm's balls, then backed away to let
Lola do the same. After we had taken about five licks apiece on Norm's balls, Norm began to squirm a little on the bed, 
and he let out a soft, barely-audible moan. So on my next turn, I licked my way up from his balls, all the way up his 
shaft, to his wide, bulbous cock-head, which I gave several soft, loving tongue-flicks.

Lola leaned her head into Norm's crotch too, now, and began slowly licking from his balls, up his shaft, tracing the trail 
that my own tongue had just taken. When she got up to his cock-head, I moved my mouth back down to his balls, and began a 
second slow upward lick along his hard, throbbing shaft. We just kept taking turns, trading places, so that there was 
always one tongue on his balls or shaft, and another tongue on his cock-head. We must have taken about 10 licks apiece, 
his beautiful cock growing longer, harder, and thicker with each and every lick up his shaft.

Norm knelt on his knees on the bed now, and Lola and I sat-up facing him. We both opened our mouths very wide, and sweet
Norm took the not-very-subtle hint, so very lovingly slipping his cock past my lips and thrusting in-and-out three times, 
before letting himself slowly slide completely out of my mouth, to slowly fuck Lola's mouth three times also. All the 
while, Lola and I massaged each other's clit with our fingers, swirling in slow clockwise circles.

We switched off sucking Norm's cock like this about 5 or 6 times, all while fingering each other's clits, until on one of 
his many, many warm and wonderful trips down my throat, he dribbled out a nice sticky stream of pre-come. I backed my 
mouth completely off of Norm, wrapped my hand around his extremely hard cock, and guided him into Lola's mouth, so she, 
too, could enjoy the taste and the feel of Norm's dribbling pre-come in her mouth.

When Norm left her mouth, Lola and I kissed each other very passionately. As we backed away from each other, we both smiled
at the string of Norm's crystal-clear pre-come connecting Lola's mouth to mine.

That did it. Looking at the string of Norm's pre-come connecting our mouths together, Lola's horniness and my own 
suddenly went into hyper-drive. 

"Oh God, I'm SO hungry!" I groaned.

"I'm very, VERY hungry!" Lola grinned.

I gulped down Norm's cock, and sucked with all of the power and strength I had in my lips and jaw. At the same time, I 
slid a finger very deep into Lola's juicy little slit, and she did the same for me.

Reluctantly, I let my mouth back off of Norm, wrapped my hand around his cock again, and guided him back into Lola's 
mouth. Lola pushed my hand out of her way, and sucked him down in one swift, hungry gulp, all the way to his balls. Norm
shook from head to toe, and groaned.

"Shhh!" I giggled. "You'll wake the girls!"

Norm slid out of Lola's throat. His cock was pulsing and quivering in mid-air. Lola and I leaned forward, and stuck our
tongues out as far as they would extend. Norm was trembling and shaking. I took him back down my throat one more time, 
his balls to my lips, then let him slip all the way deep down into Lola's throat one final time. Then he withdrew once 
more, and we two hot, horny gals both stuck our tongues out at him again. His shaft pulsed and flared even thicker, his 
cock-head grew even wider and rounder. And then it happened. He came. His come was literally flying through the air! 
I caught the first couple of drops on my tongue, as Lola and I competed, each trying to catch the most love-cream on her 
own tongue.

But I love Lola far too much to compete with her. So as soon as Norm's cock stopped errupting and slowed to a dribble,
Lola and I threw our arms around each other and French-kissed, exchanging mouthfuls of Norm's come. As we frenched, Lola 
and I each wrapped a hand around Norm's shaft and slowly pumped our fists up and down his lovely horniness, letting the 
last few dribbles of his come ooze between our fingers and onto our palms. It was the most wonderful, amazing feeling, 
his sticky goo all over our hands.

Lola and I lay back on the bed, holding hands. We both spread our legs as wide apart as they would go, as I wrapped my 
right ankle around Lola's left ankle. I held Lola's pussy lips wide open with my fingers, and Lola did the same for 
my pussy, giving Norm an unobstructed view up the best parts of the two women he loves most on this earth.

"Fuck us both, Norm," I whispered.

"Me first," Lola cooed, as Norm slowly pushed and shoved and twisted his way into her tightness. I loved watching his 
long, thick, very hard cock plow her pussy-lips into her. But I loved it even more when he left Lola's pussy, and plowed 
my own pussy lips deep inside of me with his wonderful hard-on. Lola and I started purring softly, but with each 
in-and-out stroke, our purrs grew louder.

"Shhh!" Norm grinned, repeating what I had said earlier. "You'll wake the girls!"

"I don't GIVE a damn!" I whispered, giggling. "Just FUCK me!"

"And fuck ME, too!" Lola groaned, as he left my pussy to enter hers again.

Yup, just another quiet, cozy family evening at home. Lucky US!


Part 15: July 30: The Day After Our Typical Quiet Evening at Home
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I was on cloud nine all day Wednesday. Every time I thought back to our quiet Tuesday evening at home, I started to purr 
contentedly and whistle a happy tune.

Wednesday nights are always our best tip night down at the gentlemen's club, where Lola and I work as exotic dancers. And
I knew that my regulars would sense how happy I was over last night's wonderful menage a trois, and would tip me even more 
generously than normal. But nothing prepared me for how well Wednesday night would actually turn out.

As I did my trademark snake-dance, where I slither upside-down and naked down the brass pole at center stage, I spotted
this hunk of absolute beefcake at the tip rail. He had long, straight blond hair. He was wearing a black tank top that 
showed off his huge biceps, and very tight form-fitting jeans that he seemed to have poured his muscular body into. He 
could have been the cover model for a paperback romance novel! I slithered across the stage, straight to him. I leaned
out over the tip rail, rubbed my bare breasts all over the top of his head, and squeezed his hard biceps. "They're as
thick as tree trunks!" I cooed in amazement.

"That's not the ONLY part of me that's as thick as a tree trunk!" he grinned.

I put my hand down the front of his tank top, and rubbed his chest. "So tell me," I whispered, "why does a muscular stud
like you have to spend his money on exotic dancers? I mean, I would think women would be THROWING themselves at you, and
you would have more action than you can handle. So why would you have to come in here and spend your money?"

"I don't HAVE to come in here," he smiled. "Actually, it was my girlfriend's idea. She thought it might be kinda fun
for us to both get lap-dances." Then he turned and pointed at the young woman two tables behind him. She was also in a 
black tank-top, and cut-off jeans short-shorts, and she was young and cute. And very, VERY sexy.

My turn on stage was over, and as I was gathering up my clothes, the hunk invited me to join him and his girlfriend at 
their table. Back-stage, I slipped back into my white lace-up shorts and white bikini top, then I entered the main lounge
and sat in the hunk's lap, facing away from him, my ass over his crotch. I squirmed in his lap, and ground my ass against
his thighs. He responded very nicely. "You were right," I grinned, grinding my ass hard into his lap. "You ARE thick as 
a tree trunk!"

"Yes, he IS!" his girlfriend grinned goofily, giggling. That's when I noticed the gliteery gold letters across the front
of her very low-cut black tank-top: "It's All Good."

"Is that true?" I asked.

"Well," she smiled, "sometimes I can make him even THICKER than a tree trunk! If I suck him JUST right," she giggled.

"Not him. I mean, is it true what your shirt says, that it's ALL good? I mean, from what I can see of your cleavage, it 
does look pretty damned good. But is it really ALL good?"

She just smiled, and without another word, she tugged her tank-top over her head, and set it down on their table. Her
breasts were full and round, her nipples long and hard and red. "So, you tell ME!" she laughed.

"You're RIGHT!" I grinned at her. "It's ALL good!" I leaned in and kissed first her left nipple, then her right, while
grinding even harder into her boyfriend's lap.

He pulled out a huge roll of $100 bills, and peeled off three bills. He placed them on the table, and set a water glass
on top of the $300. "You can have this $300," he grinned, "if you'll spend the rest of the night in the VIP room with us."

I took her hand in my left hand, and his hand in my right hand, and led them both to the back room, while I whistled 
happily.

I stood before them, dancing as I removed my bikini top. I then sat topless in the girlfriend's lap, facing her, put my
arms around her neck, and rubbed my shorts hard against her shorts.

"You seem so happy," the girlfriend smiled. "Like you've just had the best fuck of your whole life."

"How did you KNOW?" I asked, astonished.

"Girl, your face is absolutely GLOWING!" she replied. So I told her all about last night with Lola, Norm, and me.

"Your Lola sounds WONDERFUL," the hunk smiled. "Like a DREAM!" 

"She works here too, you know. Would you like to meet her?"

He nodded yes, and without bothering to put my top back on, I reentered the main lounge. Lola was trying to persuade 
a customer to let her privately lap-dance him, but he seemed content to just get a cheaper table-dance from her. I 
waited until she was done. This guy was such a chepaskate that he just paid for the dance, and didn't even tip her extra!

"Lola, come into the VIP room with me," I said. "I've got this VERY hot couple back there who want to meet you."

I reenterd the VIP room, holding hands with Lola. The girlfriend was topless on her knees, facing her seated hunk of a 
boyfriend. His fly was open, the flaps of his unzipped jeans folded back, and she was just starting to slip her lips
over his huge knob. "Your lap-dance turned us on SO much, we just couldn't WAIT for your return," she grinned.

"We don't DO this!" I huffed angrily. I turned and started to lead Lola back out of the room.

The girlfriend gave her man one final lick, zipped him up, and sat in the chair beside his. But she did not put her 
top back on. "Wait!" she begged. "Don't leave. We'll behave. I PROMISE!"

The hunk pulled another $100 bill from his roll. "You can have this, Lola, if you'l strip for us." Lola turned her back to
them both, and dancing sexily, she began to slowly remove her crisp white blouse, and then her very short red-and-black
plaid Catholic school-girl skirt. After about ten slow, teasing minutes, she was wearing nothing but her high heels, and
her enormous cross on a gold chain around her neck. She turned around and sat naked in the girl's lap, facing her, Loa's 
long, smooth, sexy legs straddling the girl's hips, rubbing bare breast against bare breast. 

The hunk peeled off another five $100 bills from his roll, and handed them to Lola. "Will you two spend the rest of 
the evening here in the VIP room with us?" he asked.

For the next four hours, Lola and I did just about everything with this couple, short of actually having sex with them.
We were determined to give them their money's worth.

When we were done, they both thanked us profusely. "There's an extra hundered in it if you'll both just sit there," the 
girlfriend grinned, "and let US entertain YOU now." I accepted the $100 and slipped it into my tiny purse, which I had 
placed on the floor beside me. The couple slid out of their chairs and down onto the floor, moving down to the floor 
like flowing water, and then locking themsleves into a tight and very enthusiastic 69, until they both sucked down about 
a gallon of each other's come.

"Wow!" Lola and I reacted simultaneously.

"You two obviously love each other VERY much," Lola whispered.

"Thank you for letting us watch that," I remarked. "I almost feel guilty taking $100 from you two, on top of the privelege 
of watching that!"

Lola and I went home $1000 richer. And horny as hell after our evening with this couple. We woke up Norm, spread the ten
$100 bills on the bed, lay down on top of the money, and asked Norm to fuck us both, on top of all that cash. We told him 
all about the hot couple we had entertained all night, and how they ended by entertaining US, with their hot 69.

Norm gently slid himself into my very moist pussy, while Lola sat on my face and I eagerly licked her hot, hard little 
juicy clit. "What were their names?"  Norm asked now.

I was stunned. "You know," I laughed. "I never even bothered to ask them!"


Part 16: Igniting the Spark
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One of the many great things about being in love, especially with partners who are as completely sexually uninhibited as 
yourself, is that you never know when or where passion will overtake you and your partners, or what spark will set it off.

Take last night, for example. It was a very hot night. After Lola, Norm, and I tucked our two 7-year-old girls into bed,
we three decided to watch TV in the living room, which was at least a couple of degrees cooler than the bedroom.

This British sitcom called Couplings was on. Some guy was telling his friends that the great thing about being in a 
realtionship was that he could see a naked female bum any time he wanted to. All he had to do is ask her.

Norm looked at me, then at Lola, and smiled. "I'm TWICE as lucky as he is. I can see TWO naked female bottoms any time I
want to."

Lola and I looked at each other and smiled. "Whatever our man wants," Lola laughed. We both stood up, turned our backsides
to Norm, and dropped our shorts, showing him our asses covered only in the skimpiest of thongs. Wearing only our T-shirts
and panties now, Lola sat on the couch to Norm's left, and I sat to Norm's right, both with our legs tucked under us.

"No, the great thing for ME about being in a relationship," I grinned, "is that I get to see a naked COCK any time I want 
to." I leaned in and kissed the side of Norm's neck, resting my hand in his lap.

"The great thing for ME," Lola grinned, "is that I get to have my pussy fucked any time I want to."

"But Lola," I laughed, "you ALWAYS want your pussy fucked!"

"Are you calling me a SLUT?" Lola challenged me, in mock anger.

"If the shoe fits..." I laughed.

"Isn't this the kettle calling the pot black?" Norm laughed. "I mean, as far as I can tell, you're BOTH sluts!"

Lola and I both massaged the crotch of Norm's pants now. "Are you COMPLAINING?" I giggled.

"More like bragging!" Norm smiled, slipping one hand down the front of my thong, and his other hand down the front of
Lola's thong. Lola and I both took a sharp intake of breath at the feel of our man's fingers against our pussies, and we 
both purred contentedly.

"We'd better go to the bedroom," I smiled. "We wouldn't want the girls waking up and walking in on us."

"The bedroom's kinda HOT!" Lola whined.

"So, we'll make it even HOTTER!" I laughed, leading them both by the hand to our master bedroom.

"You said something about seeing a naked cock any time you want to?" Norm grinned.

I unbuckled Norm's belt as Lola unzipped his fly. "And right now, I really, REALLY want to!" I giggled.

I stood facing Norm, and I shoved the front of my thong panties to one side. "I think you were right, Norm," I smiled, 
wrapping my hand around his cock and guiding it toward my very wet slit in our standing position. "I am at LEAST as much 
of a slut as Lola is!"

Lola knelt down on her knees, and she placed her mouth between Norm and me. Every time Norm partially withdrew from me, 
she licked at the side of his shaft. When he would slide all the way back into me, she would alternate between licking 
around the edges of my pussy lips, and sucking on Norm's balls, all while fondling my ass and Norm's. 

Like I said, you never know what spark might ignite your passion when you are in love. Last night, all it took was one
simple and not especially clever line, from one not-particularly-funny British sitcom.


Part 17: Remembering My First Time
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Trying to out-slut each other with Norman the other night, got Lola and me talking about just how we both came to have 
such an instatiable appetite for sex in the first place. And what our first sex was like.

Lola told me her first sex with a boy was miserable. He took charge, ordered her around, painfully forced his way into 
her long before she was ready, got his rocks off very fast, with no regard for her comfort or pleasure, and quickly fell
asleep. Although Lola consented to the sex and had actually been eager for it, when it finally happened, it was 
borderline rape, and she might as well have been one of those inflatable dolls, for all the regard or respect he showed 
her. Lola had then complained to her closest girlfriend about it, about how she couldn't understand why the other girls 
at school all spoke so enthusiastically about sex. To her, sex was horrible, painful, and insulting.

Her girlfriend told her that sex doesn't HAVE to be that way. She then slowly undressed Lola, and asked Lola to slowly 
undress her. Her friend then spent hours and hours just kissing and massaging her all over. Her friend loved, worshipped,
soothed, relaxed, and pleasured her just EVERYWERE: the side of her neck, her shoulders, her back, her ass, her legs, her 
feet, her ankles, her knees, her breasts (yes, ESPRECIALLY her breasts), her inner thighs. And then finally, her pussy.
Her lips, her clit, her moist walls, her G-spot. This girl spent literally hours massaging, kissing, careessing, licking, 
sucking, and nibbling on all of Lola's most sensitive spots. Lola felt her pleasure build and build and build, until it 
released into one powerful crashing wave of orgasm after another after another.

The girl then taught Lola how to take charge of sex with a boy, how to see that she gets her own pleasure FIRST. And then 
how to suck him into falling so in love with her, that he would do ANYTHING for her pleasure. The first time she tried
what her friend had taught her, the boy was willing to do anything and everything for her, which she liked on one level,
but on anither level, she felt guilty for using and manipulating the guy like that. Which was why she was SO happy
with Norm and me now. She didn't have to use or manipulate anyone, and nobody was using her. She could relax and just
be herself with us, and she had never enjoyed sex with anyone, as much as she was enjoying it with Norm and me now.
And she loves us more than she had thought she could ever love anyone, and she feels a warm glow in her heart all the 
time now, for how much Norm and I obviously love her.

After hearing her story, I thought back to my own very first sexual encounter.

"When I was quite a bit younger than I am now," I began, "Never mind HOW young exactly, my favorite aunt was
the entertainment director on a cruise ship. She took me with her once on a week-long cruise around all of the
Hawaiian islands.

"I was still a virgin back then. I was young and naive. I didn't even know what a lesbian was. Anyway, one of the
hula dancers that my aunt had booked to entertain the passengers, had jet-black hair down to her soft, round ass.
Even at my young age, I knew enough to realize that she looked absolutely amazing in her coconut bra and very
short grass skirt, sensuously swaying her bare hips.

"After the hula show, I asked my aunt excitedly who she was. Auntie took me backstage to meet this beautiful
young hula dancer, and introduced me to Leilani. We got talking, and I found out that Leilani was a year older than
me. Which explained why her young chest had already developed MUCH better than mine had yet. Anyway, we
couldn't keep from gazing into each other's eyes. It was instant chemistry.

"Leilani was a bit mischievous, and soon she snuck us both into the First Class section of the ship, where neither of
us had any business being. We saw one of the ship's crew approaching, and not wishing to get in trouble, we
ducked into a tight little recess in the wall. He walked right by, without even noticing us.

"But what I noticed now was that Leilani's big, soft, round breasts, covered only in her fake coconut-shell bra,
were pressed tightly against my own much-smaller breasts, and she was pushing my back into the recess in the
wall. We just looked at each other and smiled. She leaned forward toward me, and I leaned toward her. Our lips
met, softly and sweetly. She pushed herself forward, pinning me against our tiny secluded recess in the wall, and
hungrily devoured my mouth.

"I didn't fully understand what was happening. All I knew was that I really liked it, and I kissed her back. Very
eagerly. The mutual passion in our kiss literally took my breath away, and I opened my mouth, gasping for air.
Leilani took advantage of my open mouth to slip her tongue past my lips and teeth. I had never even heard of a
French kiss, but I was sure enjoying my first one!

"I didn't understand why, but I could feel moisture starting to form deep inside me, between my legs. I don't know
what made me think of it, but I began to wonder if Leilani might be having the same strange and wonderful
reaction to our passionate young kiss as I was having. I put both of my hands on her firm young ass, and I pushed
up her short grass skirt. I then moved one hand around from her ass to her front. To my surprise and delight, she
was every bit as moist and slick there, as I was now. But even more surprising, when I touched her 'down there,'
she began to moan softly in my ear, and to kiss me even more hungrily than before. 

"I interlaced my fingers in hers, and I gently guided her hand between my thighs. When I felt her touch on my most
sensitive spot, I understood completely now, what had caused her to moan so excitedly in my ear. Her fingers
began a gentle, swirling massage all over my outside, which had me purring very contentedly.

"I reached around behind her, untied and removed her coconut-shell bra, and I let my fingers rub, squeeze, and
pinch her soft, round breasts, and her big brown nipples. I kissed her mouth very hard, and did what she had
showed me, sliding my tongue into her mouth. Her moans got much louder, and I told her to be quiet so we didn't
get caught. I knew we weren't supposed to be here in First Class, and I was pretty sure we shouldn't be touching
each other like this, esepcially not where others could walk right by and see us.

"Leilani took my hand, and led me through a door into a cabin that she somehow knew was unoccupied. For some odd reason it wasn't locked, either. We barely had time to close the door behind us before we slid down to the floor of the room and resumed our hugry kissing,
touching, and stroking of each other. We never even made it over to the bed in that room, that's how urgent our passion and desire was. She sure knew her way around the ship...not to mention, around a female body.

"Leilani and I spent the rest of the week-long cruise together. We were inseparable, except when Leilani had to
hula up on stage. And even then, I was front row center every time, watching her beautiful hips sway in that short
grass skirt, just a few feet from me. 

"It was one of the most exciting weeks of my life. Until, that is, I met Norm...and you, Lola."


Part 18: My First Heterosexual Encounter
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Norm listened to my story about my first time, and he wanted to know why, since my first sex was with another girl,
I now seem to enjoy cock SO much. And how I got to know my way around a cock SO well. That made me think about the 
first boy I had ever made love with. 

It wasn't until two years after my week with Leilani, that I first had sex with a guy.

My favorite aunt, the same one who had introduced me to Leilani, was putting on a big stage show for a popular
tourist resort hotel on Maui. Rather than island-hop back and forth between Maui and our home in Honolulu, she
took a room in the hotel resort, and she invited me to stay with her.

Auntie was always busy running rehearsals, supervising design of the stage set, and so on. I quickly got bored. So
one day, I slipped into my tiny baby-blue bikini, and headed to the hotel pool. As I walked down the hallway
toward the pool, sipping on a cup of soda that was more ice than cola, this guy was walking down the hall toward me. He was wearing only swim trunks and beach
sandals. He had the flattest washboard stomach, big rippling chest muscles, well-shaped legs that looked so
masculine with all that hair, and a bronze skin tone that made him look like a Hawaiian god. I looked him up and
down, smiled at him, and slowly licked my lips.

As we passed in the hallway, I whispered, "Mmmm! Nice!"

He looked me up and down in my teeny-weeny blue bikini, and smiled, his eyes burning into me with desire. Looking at this toned, tanned Hawaiian hunk really WAS making me so hot! He just stood in the hallway, watching me get nervous and flustered around him, and smiling at me. I reached into the soda cup and pulled out an ice cube, and sucked on it suggestively until it completely melted all over my lips, tongue, and chin. I scooped a second cube out of my soda cup, 
and I slowly, sensuously ran the ice over every curve of my feverish body, while admiring him from head to toe.

He walked up beside me, and he also reached into my soda cup, then ran an ice cube all over his rippling chest
muscles. "Is it hot in here, or is it just YOU?" he grinned. Then he grimaced. "Ugh! Was that the cheesiest pickup
line in history, or WHAT?"

"Yes," I grinned. "Yes, it is hot in here. But no, it's not me. YOU'RE the hot one!" Then I giggled. "And yes, that
WAS a pretty cheesy line." We were both feeling awkward and embarrased, and without another word, we both
turned and walked down the hallway, going our separate ways.

After a long, refreshing swin in the hotel pool, I decided to check in on Auntie, and see how her rehearsals for the
stage show were going. She was ordering people around, holding a pencil and a clipboard, and she looked very
busy and harried. She didn't even look up for a very long time. When she finally noticed me standing downstage,
she smiled. "Ah, Patty, there's someone I want you to meet. I hired a new male lead for my stage show. Patty, this
is Joe."

It was HIM! The Hawaiian god with the bronze tan and the cheesy pickup line.

He looked me up and down in my still-wet blue bikini, licked his lips, smiled, and said, "Mmmm! Nice! Nice like ice!"

"Do you two know each other?" Auntie asked, arching her eyebrow in surprise.

"No," I smiled, reaching out to touch Joe's chiseled chest. "But I'd LIKE to get to know Joe a WHOLE let better!" I
started rubbing his bare chest. "That is, if that's OK with Joe?"

He cupped my hip in his hand, softly kissed my mouth, smiled, and replied, "That would be MORE than OK with me,
ice-cube lady."

As Joe took his position on stage to begin rehearsals, Auntie looked at me quizzically, and whispered "You HAVE
met before, haven't you?" I told her about our brief encounter in the hallway near the pool. 

"He is kinda cute, isn't he?" she grinned.

"KINDA cute? Oh my God, Auntie, he is SUCH a hot hunk!"

Auntie walked over to Joe. "Why don't you take the rest of the day off now, Joe, and come back for rehearsal
tomorrow night?" she smiled at him. "Right now, you have more important matters to attend to," and she looked
over her shoulder at me and winked.

"Patty, I'll be stuck in rehearsals for a few more hours," Auntie smiled, handing me her hotel-room key. "Why don't
you take Joe up to our room, and go watch an old movie on TV, or something?" She winked at me and emphasized
the "or something."

I kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks, Auntie. You're the BEST!" I took Joe by the hand, and led him to the elevator
up to Auntie's room. 

As we headed toward the elevator, he grinned. "We're not REALLY going to watch old movies, are we?" Somehow, we started 
quoting old movie lines at each other, and the lines got sillier and sillier. We started laughing and giggling, having a 
great time, like we had been close friends for years, instead of having just met less than an hour ago.

As soon as the elevator doors closed in front of us, I wrapped my arms around Joe's neck, and kissed him hungrily,
with just a little bit of gentle tongue-action.

"Why, Mrs. Robinson," he laughed. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Mmmm-hmmm!" I nodded affirmatively, speaking in a soft, dreamy voice filled with desire. I placed my left hand
over the front of his swim trunks, and gave him a gentle squeeze.

The elevator reached my floor, and I led him by his hand down the hallway. I unlocked the door, and he stepped in,
with me right behind him. I gave his musucular butt a loving tap as we entered the room, and I kicked the door
closed behind us. Then I melted into his strong, beefcake arms, as we kissed very passionately, right there in the
doorway. 

He looked at me in mock surprise. "OK, what are your intentions, Mrs. Robinson?"

I stepped back from our hungry kiss, grabbed both sides of the waistband of his swim trunks, and smiled. "I intend
to fuck you SENSELESS!" I laughed, tugging his swim trunks down to his ankles. Even still semi-soft, his cock
looked very nice, and I felt that I could definitely go for a taste of THAT!

Joe reached around behind me, and with one swift, gentle tug on the string, he pulled loose the knot holding on my
bikini top. My top fell to the floor. He took one long, lingering look at my big, round breasts and hard red nipples,
smiled, and licked his lips. I looked down and noticed that just the sight of my bare breasts was making his cock
grow longer and stiffer, and now I smiled, too. His pulsating manhood looked SO beautiful to me now! I had never
been this close to a man's cock before, having only had lesbian encounters in my life until then, and I was
DEFINITELY liking what I saw!

"If just the sight of my BOOBIES can get you this hard," I grinned, "what would happen if I were to remove my
bikini bottoms, and let you see my naked PUSSY?"

"Gee, I don't KNOW what would happen!" Joe laughed. "Why don't we find OUT?" And with that, he untied the side
of my bikini bottom, and it fell to the floor beside my bikini top. I slowly moved my feet apart, until my legs formed
an inverted V.

At the sight of my dark, neatly-trimmed triangle of pubic hair, pointing straight down at my reddish-pink pussy lips,
his cock instantly sprang to life, becoming very long and thick, and throbbing in a steady, pulsating rhythm.

"Well, now we KNOW what happens!" he chuckled. "All in the interest of science, you know."

"Oh, yes," I slid down to my knees in front of him. "All for science." And with that, I leaned in and kissed the very
tip of his cock. "For science!" I laughed.

He reached under my arms, and pulled me back up to a standing position. We threw our arms around each other,
and once more kissed very hungrily, very passionately. I mashed my big, round naked breasts against his muscular
bronze naked chest.

He slid one hand behind my neck, and the other behind my knees. He then scooped me up in his very strong arms,
and carried me over to the bed, kissing me hungrily the whole way across Auntie's hotel suite. He very kindly
arranged some pillows under my neck, and one under my ass.

"Comfy?" he grinned.

"Mmmm-hmmm!" I moaned, as he leaned over me on the bed, and our tongues wrestled.

"Good," he grinned, moving his kiss to the side of my neck. He gently nibbled at my neck.

"Better not," I moaned. "I don't know HOW I'd ever explain a hickey on my neck to my auntie. Or worse, to my
PARENTS, when I get back to Honolulu."

"Well, they'll never notice a hickey on your big, beautiful BREASTS!" he grinned, sucking and nibbling on first my left
nipple, and then my right. Then he did something that nobody, not even Leilani, had ever done for me before. He
kissed and licked the curves along the underside of my breasts. I had no IDEA they were that sensitive! Just the
contact of his lips and tongue along the bottoms of my breasts got me so excited, that I damn came right then
and there. But I wanted to save my pussy juices for his mouth...and his cock. So somehow, I found the willpower
to hold off my orgasm. At least for now.

His kisses moved down my torso now. He licked at my belly-button, then down my hips. He kissed his way down my
thighs, my knees, my calves, my ankles, my feet, my toes. He sucked each and every one of my ten toes, one at
a time. Then he began his slow trail of kisses back up my legs. When he reached my inner thighs, he kissed, licked,
and gently nibbled at my soft, smooth skin. Then he moved up to kiss the outside of my pussy. By now I was
squirming and thrashing uncontrollably, so he could barely keep his lips on me. 

His tongue made a slow circle all the way around my pussy lips, and my pussy lips opened-up wide for him now. He
slid his tongue into me, licking at the gathering moisture lining my interior. His tongue slid back out again. And then
his tongue just barely touched the very tip of my clit. Oh...my...GOD! Then his curled-up tongue took a long, slow
lick up my pussy lips, and then licked hungrily, eagerly, all over my clit. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my GOD! Then
he flattened his tongue, using the whole of his enormous tongue to pleasure my pussy, and especially to pleasure
my throbbing, horny little hard clit. Oh...my...GOD! I thought only another WOMAN could lick a clit THIS good! God,
I was SO wrong! And then he slid his tongue back inside of me, licking at my G-spot.

"Oh, you've GOT me!" I moaned. "OHHH! I'm all YOURS, Joe! Mmmm!"

He slid his tongue back out of me, and he sucked my clit up into his mouth. "Mmmm! YES! Oh, right THERE! Oh,
YES! Yes, yes, YES!" I was completely out of control now, shaking from head to toe. Even Leilani had never made
me feel THIS good.

And then I came. VERY hard! I had never even known that my pussy was capable of SQUIRTING come. But that's
what I did now. I squirted my come very powerfully into his mouth. He backed off and started licking the juices off
of my pussy lips and my smooth inner thighs. That felt SO good, that I trembled again, and squirted a second time:
right into his EYE! He wiped my come out of his eye, and started to lick his finger clean. He then presented his
finger to my mouth, and I took a lick. I closed my eyes, and the taste and smell of Leilani's pussy juice came
flooding back into my memory, as if it had been just five minutes ago, instead of two years.

I sucked Joe's finger into my mouth and licked off the last of my come, pretending it was Leilani's come and not
mine.

"I need to wrap my mouth around a thicker, ummm, FINGER now!" I grinned mischievously at Joe, pushing him flat
on his back, and leaning over him. I wrapped my hand around his very hard cock, and began slowly, lazily stroking
him in my fist, while I leaned down and kissed, and then sucked on, his balls. They tasted very good, just slightly
salty with sweat. 

I then took a long, slow lick up the left side of his cock, across his cock head, and back down the right side. I then
licked my way up the underside of his cock. When I reached his cock head, I gave it a very loving kiss, right at the
very tip. I then kissed and licked all over his cock head. I opened my mouth, and slipped my lips down over the
head, alternately kissing, licking, and sucking on his cock-head now. He was squirming more and more, moaning
louder and louder, which made me feel so much love for him, glowing in my heart now.

I released my hand from around his cock, hollowed my cheeks, and began to suck seriously now. I sucked him
down hungrily, eagerly, powerfully, as he shook and groaned lustfully. I never knew my jaw could stretch open so
wide, as my mouth took in more and more and MORE of his length and girth. God, he felt so GOOD, stuffing my
mouth SO completely full to overflowing with his hard-on now!

He pumped his cock up and down, in and out of my mouth and throat, and I moaned with the pure pleasure of
sucking down my first cock EVER!

And then he exploded. All over my tongue, and oozing sexily, wonderfully down the back of my throat. I swished
his come around in my mouth for a moment, until he came again. My mouth could not HOLD so much come, so I
gulped and swallowwed hard. Rapidly and repeatedly. His cock just kept blasting onto my tongue and the back of
my throat! I never knew that a guy could come that often, in such quick succession. I just kept swallowing,
moaning over how delightful his erupting cock felt...and tasted!

When he finally stopped coming, I licked him clean, as he had done to me. He was still throbbing, still very hard, as
if he hadn't just spent the last several minutes coming down my throat. I smiled at how hard he still was. And at
how much I wanted him! I then straddled my legs on either side of him, steadied myself with my hands on his
chest, and slowly slid my very excited pussy down over him. My pussy had never had a cock in it before, and this
felt beyond wonderful, beyond amazing, as he stretched my pussy lips open wide, and thrust his way up into
depths that had never been touched before. 

With one massive, head-to-toe shake, I came, oozing my come down along his shaft, down onto his belly, his
thighs, and my thighs. He let out a very loud, very deep masculine groan, and trembling, he powerfully pumped
what felt like about ten gallons of hot spunk very deep up into my pussy. 

"You know," he grinned, "you sucked me, you rode me. You took completly charge between us. You are a very
strong-willed woman. You seem to need to always be in charge, to be the one in control."

I was about to protest this description of me, when he smiled and continued, "I love that about you, your
strength, the way you see what you want, and go after it."

"What about YOU?" I asked. "The way you took complete charge of nibbling my clit to the most powerful orgasm of
my life. You are DEFINITELY a take-charge kind of guy!"

"I guess I am!" he laughed. "We are cut from the same cloth, you and I."

"But you're wrong about me," I smiled, coallapsing flat on my back on the bed. "I don't ALWAYS have to be in
charge! I surrender to you completely now. I'll let YOU drive now. Do with me whatever you want."

He grasped his cock in his hand, and rubbed it back and forth across my pussy several times, until my lips opened
up to him. Then he slowly slid into me, missionary style. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, and encouraged
what he was doing. "Oops, I'm taking charge again," I giggled.

I released my arms and legs from around him, and just lay back and enjoyed it, as his very thick, very hard cock
drilled into me faster and faster, deeper and deeper, and ever more powerfully. I let him come first, emptying the
contents of his balls very deep down inside of me, before I let my pussy squeeze him very hard, and soaked him
with my powerful orgasmic release.

"Do you STILL want me in charge?" he grinned.

"Yeah!" I agreed enthusiastically. "Why, what do you have in mind?"

Without another word, he rolled me over face-down, and spread my knees apart. He reached between my ass
cheeks and into my still very-wet pussy. He soaked his fingers in my come, and then spent what seemed like half
an hour slowly, gently rubbing my own come deep into my anus. He scooped his own come off of his thighs, and
rubbed it all over his cock. I got up on my hands and knees, and thrust my ass backward toward him. "Be gentle
with me," I smiled back over my shoulder at him. "I've never BEEN fucked in my ass before."

He slid just the tip of his well-lubed cock head into my slick and slippery anus, and then slowly pushed his way in.
My anus stretched wide, and it hurt a little at first. But once his thick, hard shaft was all the way in my ass, and I
knew I could accomodate his entire length, I relaxed into the moment, and started to enjoy his slow thrusts into
my ass. Especially when his balls would gently slap against my ass cheeks each time he drove his way back into
me. That felt SO wonderful!

He reached his left arm around under my belly now, and he slid first one, and then two fingers into my wet, hungry
pussy. As his fingertips massaged my inner walls and my G-spot, he picked up the pace of fucking my ass,
slamming faster and harder into me with each stroke. Then his thumb pressed and swirled over my clit. That DID it!
I completely lost it now, shaking and moaning, just on the verge of coming.

"Me FIRST!" he shouted in mock anger. "Remember, you put ME in charge." I sucked in my breath, and clamped my
pussy muscles very tight around his two exploring fingers, desperatley struggling to hold off my imminent orgasm.
He thrust into my ass one final time, and just as he hit rock bottom, he came very hard. I released my pussy's
death-grip from around his two fingers, and I allowed myself to come all over his hand. My come dripped down
along my ass, and I even dribbled a few drips down onto his cock, still buried very deep inside my ass.

I got off of my hands and knees, and collapsed face down on the bed, his cock still buried very deep inside my ass.
He tugged the bedsheet over us both, covering up our nakedness, and hiding the globs of his come and mine all
over our bodies, and all over the bedsheets. We just held each other like that, me face down, and him on top of
me, and drifted into a half-sleep, both of us tired and sore but VERY contented.

We didn't even hear my auntie unlock the hotel room door. She stood over the bed, looking down at us covered
only by a bedsheet.

"So?" she laughed. "Did you two have fun?"

I rolled over onto my back, and so did Joe. We held each other under the bedsheets.

"Oh, YES, Auntie!" I smiled up at her. "We had a LOT of fun! Didn't we, Joe?"

Imitating the very first thing I had ever said to him, in the hallway beside the ice machine, he smiled, "Mmmm!
Nice!" We both broke-up laughing.

"Was he more fun than Leilani two years ago?" Auntie asked.

"Yes and no. Fun in a very DIFFERENT way!" I thought about it for a moment. "I guess what I'm saying is, I still
love women, but I just realized I love MEN, too!"

"I knew, the moment I saw Joe, that you two would hit off!"

I reached up and hugged my aunt. The sheet fell away, and somehow I was not the least bit embarrassed by my
come-soaked nakedness. "Oh thank you, auntie." Joe got up off the bed, his naked body still smeared in both of
our love juices, and he also hugged her. "Yes, thank you, Auntie, for bringing us together!"

Making love with Joe was when I first realized that I am not a lesbian, but bisexual.


Part 19: Surrounded by Love
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Last night, when I tucked my 7-year-old daughter Angela into bed, she hugged me as she always does, and said "I 
love you, Mommy" as she always does. Although Suzy is technically not my daughter, but Norm's, I nevertheless think 
of her as my daughter, too. So when she also threw her arms around me, and said "I love you, Mommy," I just broke 
down in tears of joy. I hugged them both and I cried "I love you girls both SO much. I am SO proud, and SO happy, 
that you are BOTH my daughters now!" To have two daughters who love me as much as I love them, is just more wonderful 
than words can tell.

I went to sleep thinking about how much love surrounds me now, more than ever before in my life. But just how much love
I have in my life really hit home for me this morning, though.

I woke up lying naked on my left side. Lola, my sweet, beautiful, precious lover Lola, lay naked in front of me, lying 
face down, the first glimmering rays of the Hawaiian sunrise glowing on that soft, graceful, curving slope where her
back arches into her sweet, round, perfect little ass. I leaned over and appreciatively kissed first her left ass cheek, 
then her right, whispering "I love you, Lola." Lola stirred just a little in her sleep, and she purred softly, 
contentedly, as I kissed her wonderfully sexy ass cheeks.

Norm lay naked on his left side behind me. He tossed his right arm across my waist, and he reached upward to cup my 
right breast. I pushed myself backward just a little, and he pushed himself forward slightly, gently nestling his 
early-morning hard-on into the crack between my ass cheeks. He massaged the tops of my shoulders, and he slowly kissed
his way down my back, while rubbing his cock back and forth along my ass crack.

Still lying face down in front of me, Lola turned her head to her left, softly kissed my mouth, smiled, and cheerily 
greeted me, "Good morning, my love." She then moved her lips down to my breasts, first kissing my cleavage, and then
softly sucking on my left nipple while Norm rubbed, pinched, and twisted my right nipple.

I found myself crying tears of joy once more. I had never before been surrounded by THIS much love! I reached behind 
me with my right hand, and I slowly, softly, tenderly stroked Norm's cock as it rocked back and forth along my ass. I
slid my left hand under Lola's soft, smooth thighs, and I slolwy slid a finger in and out of her warm, moist pussy.

My joyful tears welled up even more, as I gave my love to them, and as I felt their love returned to me a thousand-fold. 
Weepy-eyed, I whispered "I love you, Norm. I love you, Lola. You have both made me SO happy!"


Part 20: Waking to a Great Dream
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The owner of the gentlemen's club where I work recently opened a second club, and Lola and I have had to work both 
clubs until the new place could staff up. Then too, Norm has had to travel on business a lot lately. He took a trip 
to San Francisco a few weeks ago, and Lola and I flew there with him. While he worked, Lola and I went sightseeing, 
and of course SHOPPING, but we saved our nights for romance with and without Norm. Our two 7-year-old daughters, 
Angela and Suzy, were along on this trip; they had their own room adjacent to ours in the hotel. While in the S.F.
area, I looked up an old email friend who I've never met in person. She and her husband and teenage son joined
Norm, Lola, Angela, Suzy, and me, for a most enjoyable dinner at a family buffet-style restauarant. So we all had
fun on our California visit.

These past two weeks, Norm has been on another business trip that took him to L.A., Phoenix, Denver, and Salt Lake 
City. Unfortunately, Lola and I couldn't go with him this time. He wasn't due back until today. Lola and I missed him 
terribly, of course, but it also gave us a chance to get to know each other even better, since our relationship is 
still fairly new and usually involves sharing Norm. 

In Norm's absence, Lola and I did discover, or should I say rediscover, two favorite positions together: first is 
lying on our sides facing each other, our bare breasts mashed up hard against each other as our hands explore all 
over each other's bodies, especially along those curvy hips that only women have. The other is lying with our heads 
at opposite ends of the bed, our legs open scissor-fashion and interlocked, our pussies and our clits rubbing up 
against each other. So these past two weeks without Norm were fun, but still, we both missed Norm's always pleasant 
company, not to mention his enormous hard cock. Yeah, Lola and I both love and adore pussy, but sometimes a girl 
just needs a very big, very stiff cock in her, y'know?

I did get good news yesterday. The club manager has staffed the new club now, so Lola and I can go back to our regular
schedule instead of double shifts. More time for each other, for our two kids, and for Norm.

About 3:30 this morning, I was having an erotic dream about Norm and feeling kinda miserable from missing him so. I 
awoke to feel Norm just starting to slip into me. He smiled and told me he was able to catch an early flight home, and 
the whole flight all he could think about was waking me up with his cock already inside of me. I told him that was a 
great plan, and it was already working wonderfully, as he slid into me high, so that his cock rubbed against my clit 
on each in-and-out stroke. I was getting hornier for him by the second. It was a great way to wake up! Lola
was pretending to sleep, but I knew that all of our moaning and groaning and trembling on the bed, right beside her, 
had to have awakened her.

I looked over to find Lola rubbing the sleep from her eyes and grinning widely. "Having a good morning, Patty?" 

When Norm finished fucking me, and I finished coming and coming and coming, I of course wrapped my hand around him, 
licking him back to hardness. And then I guided him into our Lola, so she could start HER morning off right, with an 
amazing, wonderful, and very loving fuck, too. I loved watching Lola, the woman I love SO much, experiencing so much 
enjoyment beneath the MAN I love! As Norm slipped and slid his way around her very hungry and thoroughly delighted 
pussy, I hungrily licked and nibbled at her nipples while fondling her shapely ass. I reached down between Norm and 
Lola, so my palm and my fingertips could feel the explosion of both of their orgasms. I licked their combined juices 
off my fingers as they kissed each other endlessly, their bodies now interlocked at both the lips and the crotch. 
God, it is SO great to have Norm back home again!

Norm had one other item of good news this morning. His travel will now be limited to just the other Hawaiian islands,
no more trips to the mainland. So he can be in Lola's and my arms a lot more again, hooray! He will have to be away 
every Tuesday night, so that will be difficult for Lola and me, and I guess we'll just make Tuesdays our night for 
all-girl intimacy without Norm. We're jokingly calling it Meatless Tuesdays. Wednesdays are our busiest night down at 
the club, so Lola and I will be too busy to miss him Wednesdays until he returns. I think the new schedules work out
great for all three of us now.