The Web:
This story is purely fictional; none of the characters are real. If you are under the age of 18, then please do not read this story. If any part of this story offends you, then simply do not read it. All stories written by B.G. Crawford are the sole property of the Author. And must have written permission from the Author for any duplication.
Part 3:
My life is good; of course we all say that. I have wonderful women who live with me, but yet I have always yearned for more, someone who could complete me all the way around. It seems when I bring a new woman in; I want another. I am not a player, For each new woman I bring in knows up front about the others. If she chooses not to be with me, we usually turn out to be good friends. I love each and every one of them. I love them for their uniqueness, their individuality. I provide a home for them, and make sure each one is taken care of. I come from wealth, and live off a trust fund. The house, we live in I grew up in. My family knows about my lifestyle, my women and has no problem with it.
For some reason I knew that Ginger would make my web complete. Could be the fact, which I could tell she was yearning for more than what has ever been shown to her, or even, been told to her. Whatever the reason was, she was making sure that I knew she is interested. But we would see what Friday would bring us.
My concern right now was Sarah, I haven't seen her in two weeks, and she had been visiting relatives. Sarah was the most unusual person I had ever met in my life. She had a very nonchalant attitude about her, yet she was my best friend. I could tell her anything, or do anything, and she was never shocked. Nothing seemed to get to her, no matter how hard I tried. If it did she never showed that side of her to me. I entered her room; she was unpacking her clothes from her trip. "Hey girl, how was your trip." "It was good, but long, and I was ready to come home." She said. Sarah never liked to travel, and would usually get out of it, but this time her family would not hear of it. I sat down on the sofa watching her put away her clothes. My eyes kept watching her body move "god it seems like forever since I have seen her" Sarah turned to me and said, "what are you thinking right now?" "I was just thinking it seems like a long time since I have seen you." Sarah walked over to me and sat on my lap. "It has only been two weeks." She said. "I know" and laughed, "but it has been forever" We started kissing, my hands were all over her, I wanted to take off her clothes. But Sarah did not want that; she just wanted to make out. We kissed, sucked each other's tongues and fondled each other on the sofa, while Jonie walked in the room; Jonie was part of the package that came with Sarah. "Well it seems I am just in time." I looked up, and saw Jonie standing there in her bra and panties. I said, "yes, you are, come join us." Jonie sat behind Sarah and started taken off her shirt. I sat back as Jonie and Sarah worked on each other, Sarah facing me, Jonie facing her Sarah's back. I watched as Jonie pulled Sarah up to take off her jeans and panties. Thinking this is what I have been missing. I love it when we play this game. I was the director; Jonie and Sarah are my actors. I tell them how to have sex with one another. Not that they don't know how, it is just the way we play. Jonie and Sarah sit back down on my lap, and wait for my instructions. I place my hands on the back of my head. "I want it perfect this time." "Yes, ma'am" they say, "we do our best, for you." Jonie started by touching and rubbing Sarah's back. Sarah started squeezing and pinching her breasts. I watched as they were touching, I was not satisfied with this. Or maybe it was going to slow for me, whatever the case was, it was time for these girls to get busy with my porn movie. "Jonie use your mouth more, start kissing Sarah." I could tell Sarah was not getting in the game, she was distracted by something. I didn't have the patients to find out from what, or who. "Cut!" I yelled. "Get off" I got up and started walking the floor. I could tell that Jonie was still playing her part, but Sarah was looking at me. We had been friends for a long time, and she wanted to tell me something, but I was in no mood to hear it. "What is the problem Sarah?" She would not answer me, just looked at me. I was getting angry with her. She knew the rules and the game, yet for some reason she does not want to go with them. When she finally spoke, I was ready to leave. "For once, I would like it, if you and Jonie were the porn stars, not always Jonie and I." "You know the rules." I said. "Yes, I know the rules, but that still does not change the fact on how I feel." Jonie was still kissing on Sarah, and Sarah never told her to stop. "Please Sarah, I am so horny right now, just do it. You know what will happen if you don't." Jonie said in between kisses. Sarah stood her ground; she was not going to give in. Yet like I said I was in no mood. I wanted what I wanted. "Are you going to play? Or no?" I said in an angry voice. "It is either yes or no" Sarah walked up to me, and kiss me on the lips "No" I grabbed Jonie and we left the room. I thought well if I wasn't going to get what I wanted, then neither where they. Jonie was crying, I took her to her room, and told her not to come out until dinnertime. I was infuriated with Sarah.
Sarah always knew how to get to me. I don't know how, but she seemed to know when I was getting ready to bring someone new in. For a moment I thought about going back into Sarah's room, but decide against it. I wasn't going to let her win, of course she knew this too. By the time dinnertime would roll around Sarah would succumb to her sexual feelings.
Tressa was standing at her bedroom door, when she saw me walking out of Sarah's room. "You look like you have had a rough day." Tressa said. "Yes, I have, what do you plan on doing about it?" "Come on, I know just what to do." Tressa held out her hand, I took it and followed her into her bedroom. Tressa bedroom was totally dark, except for candles that were lit in every inch of her room. I could see the oils that she had brought out were sitting next to her message table. This is what I was ready for. Tressa undress me, and told me to get on the table. I started to pull my hair back, but Tressa told me to leave it down. When I was on the table, I was laying on my stomach I could feel the warm oil being applied to my body. I felt Tressa hands on the back of my feet. Her hands were working the oil into my feet. I could smell jasmine all around me, I could not tell if it was the oil or the candles, but whatever it was coming from it was making my body and mind relax. Tressa was talking, but I could not hear the words that were coming from her. I was totally into the message she was giving my feet right now. Tressa was now working the back of my legs, and I knew what she would do next. She always did when she felt stubble on my legs. She pulled out the razor and was shaving the back of my legs; she was so good at this. She was now working on my ass, oh I was in heaven, I could feel her fingers each time she touched the crack, I would spread my legs even wider so she feel the whole crack. She would make sure that I felt it when she touched her finger to my hole. I would get shivers when she would do this. She took her time when massaging my ass, making sure I was not tense in any part of my ass. Believe me, there was no chance of that happen. It felt to damn good. She had finally worked her way up my ass to my lower back; more oil was applied. I could feel her hand working my lower back harder, she would even use her knuckles when she was in the crease of my lower back, causing it to pop. She moved up to the rest of my back, making sure that my shoulders were not ignored. When she sat on my ass, I knew she was totally turned on by the wetness of her pussy. It was time for the real message to begin. This was the way she always did her massages, and she knew that I was totally into this. I wanted to forget everything around me, and be totally free from myself. Tressa would make sure I would be, and would not stop until I was there. Her hands were on the back of my neck, relieving ever knot I had in it. There was one other thing she was doing her pussy was rubbing my ass. I could feel her breast on my back each time she moved. I had so much oil on my ass, which she didn't need to put anymore on it. She would move up and down, slow then fast. My breathing had slow down, to where I was exhaling each time she would move down, inhale when she would move up. My head was spinning in erotic bliss. I was no longer questioning my existence. I knew this what I was here for. Tressa stop, which brought me back to where I was. I heard her tell me to roll over on my back. I looked at Tressa and could tell she was right where I was. That is the reason she told me to roll over, she wanting to move on for the rest of the massage before we both succumb to our bodies to orgasmic bliss. Again she started with my feet; I closed my eyes and let the massage take over my body. She had worked her way up to my legs and pull out the shaver, shaved the front part of my legs. She was very careful not to touch my pussy. She was saving that for last. My hips were on fire from the touch she was giving me. I was so relaxed that I could not move a muscle. I open my eyes long enough to see she was getting back on top of me, this time she sat on my pubic bone and started rocking back and forth. I could feel her wetness on my pubic bone. Both our juices were flowing. Tressa had stop long enough to pour more oil on my chest. She was going to message my breasts, and my nipples. I felt the oil hit my chest, and run down to the side. Tressa started needing my breasts, and then she would roll my nipples between her finger and thumb. Ecstasy hit me full force, my body was trembling, and with each movement and touch she was giving me. I wanted more. I could feel the tremble her body was producing from her movements back and forth on me. I could hear breathing picking up, she was in ecstasy with me. It was now timed for the ultimate message begins. We were both there mentally and physically. Tressa moved her body down to where her face was facing my pussy. She put her hand on my inner thighs and moved them apart. She started with my pubic bone, then worked her way down to my outer lips. I have a lot of massages in my life but never one that messaged your pussy. She never touched the inner lips. She would move back and forth, from pubic to inner lips. My breathing became heavier and deeper; I was about to pass out from the intense message. But I was not going to let it happen. Tressa and I both needed this. I could feel her breath on my pussy, her mouth was very close. Yet I knew she would not use it. I felt my body ache for more, I wanted her to bring all the tension to the surface, then make it leave. Tressa would let one of her hands touch my inner lips, and slide down to my ass hole, then bring it back up again to massage my pussy. Each time she would do this, my body would shake violently, and stop. Tressa increased the pressure of her fingers and hands, to where I was shaking uncontrollable; I could feel how hard she was rubbing my outer pussy lips. I was no longer able to fight the tingle over my body, nor the urge to cum. Tressa sensing that put her pussy back on mine and started rubbing. I was completely into the pussy fucking we were doing, I felt how wet she was, yet I was so relaxed that I could not tighten up to make her feel mine. But that didn't matter, we were both cuming. Our bodies where shaking at the same time. We both let out a scream of "oh shit I am cuming". I felt Tressa juices pour out of her pussy, just as mine had done. Tressa lay on top of me, as we were trying to catch our breath.