Jane's Encounters: Jane's encounter with the Friend of a Friend 4
By Christine Oram
Published on Jan 11, 2006. Revised Dec 2024.
Copyright Christine Oram 2006, 2024
After leaving Jane lying on her bed, Jennie had showered and then, just before she lay down to sleep, she had noticed Jane's panties on her sheets. She and Jane had completely forgotten about them. She had put them down when talking Jane out of leaving.
She picked them up and held them in her hand. They were small and very brief, and more to the point, they were still wet. Jennie held them up to her nose and she smelt the smell of Jane's sex. The scent of Jane's pussy aroused Jennie. Somehow the idea that these small panties had been right up against her friend's wet labia became too stimulating for her to bear. She began to want the sex and ass that had been inside them. The more she thought about it, the more turned on she became.
She sat up in bed and started to masturbate. She felt a powerful sensation of intense pleasure and she had a beautiful climax. Her orgasm did nothing to damp down her excitement, however. She realized that it was not so much the masturbation but the tantalizing closeness she had come to fucking her lovely friend that had made her come. She looked at the time. It was only an hour since she had been with Jane. She could hardly go to her bedroom and see her now; she'd be asleep.
What could she say to her, anyway? "Sorry, can we fuck now?" Jennie felt weak and indecisive, in the grip of a new, sensual alter ego. She had been so strong when she resisted her earlier temptations with Jane, but now, alone in the night; she regretted her failure to follow through.
She masturbated again and, as she lay on the bed, her mind continued to imagine all sorts of sexually arousing scenes with Jane and even a few with her, Jane, and Carl altogether in a sexual frenzy. She saw repeatedly in her mind's eye Jane climaxing as Cathy's tongue licked her slit, her fingers deep in Jane's wetness. Another half an hour passed, and Jennie could get no rest from her arousing visions. She had now begun to feel bad about upsetting her friend earlier, realizing that her thoughts about Jane were true but also not the whole truth. Jane had used her charms on her, but her outrage at this seemed unfair because they had affected her, even if at the time she had not taken up her offer of sex. She realized that Jane had assumed that Jennie would be susceptible. Her current thoughts and feelings showed she most certainly was. It wasn't Jane's fault she looked so good, and that Jennie felt that way. Also, for so many years she had admired Jane's beauty and wanted to look like her. It was not at all surprising that Cathy wanted Jane. Cathy seemed totally unrepentant. Why shouldn't she try it just this once herself? Then she would know what her friend's hard body would look like and feel like experiencing sexual ecstasy. Despite the butterflies in her stomach, Jennie just had to do what she had to do.
She opened the door and quietly walked down the corridor and into Jane's room. The small bedside light was still on, and Jane was fast asleep, but this did nothing to calm Jennie, as Jane was completely naked, her waist downwards covered by a single sheet. The room was warm, and Jennie could sense Jane's body heat.
She exhaled to calm her nerves. She had hoped that Jane would be awake, so they could talk, but now all she heard was Jane's soft breathing. Her friend's sexy nakedness just lying there, her slim waist, buttocks and thighs draped in the sheet were simply perfect.
Jane was lying on her right side in a relaxed fetal position with her forearms lying on top of each other and her legs drawn up, so her tanned knees were just peeking out from under the sheet that decorously covered her lower half. Jennie knelt down beside the sleeping woman, her mind in turmoil. Jennie was wearing her long night shirt and panties. She thought, I bet neither Jane nor Cathy would be caught dead in such un-sexy sleep things, seeing Jane's carefully folded T-shirt and boxer briefs that she had meant to put on before falling asleep.
Jane sighed and her tongue flicked in her mouth. Jennie put her face right next to Jane's and kissed her slowly on the cheek. There was no response. Jane's arms were squashing her naked breasts such that all Jennie could see of them was her cleavage. She could not even see her nipples as they were pressed against her forearms. She so wanted to touch them but touching them now would surely wake her in her present position. She lent over and gently ran her finger down the sleeping woman's back. Jennie shivered with excitement, but Jane's heavy breathing continued uninterrupted.
It was no good, she had to see more. "OK my lovely, let me really see you." Jennie held the bottom of Jane's sheet and gently and slowly started to pull it down. Her knees and then the top of her well-toned thighs appeared, then her tight stomach and finally, as she pulled more, Jane's wonderful hips and ass slowly revealed themselves. Jennie was now in a high state of excitement. Jane remained sound asleep. Now her well-exercised legs were appearing; then the sheet fell off the bed letting Jennie feast her eyes on the full length of Jane's naked body. Jennie again felt like a voyeur, but she could not stop herself. Jane's toned legs seemed to shine in the light given off by the bedside lamp and Jennie could see her ass crack and just a mere glimpse of her friend's labia. Jennie carefully knelt beside her and gingerly put her finger into the space between the top of her thighs and slid her finger along the length of the projecting vulva. She placed her lips onto Jane's hard buttock and kissed the firm flesh as her finger traveled back along the visible lip of her sex.
This time Jane made a sort of slight moan, and she suddenly changed her position rolling over onto her back. Jennie almost fell off the bed trying to avoid her. Now Jane's breasts and sex were fully exposed, and Jennie decided to arouse her friend. It would give her such a thrill to give pleasure to this enviable body. Jennie wanted to see Jane come, to see her pretty face express that manifestation of sexual pleasure and release and to see what that body did when she climaxed. The important thing she thought was to keep this erotic masterpiece that was her friend sleeping as long as possible.
Jennie took Jane's luscious breasts in her hands and, very gently, held her nipples in between her thumbs and fingers. She gently squeezed them, and she felt them stiffen. Another slight moan escaped from Jane's mouth, and Jennie held the nipples still while Jane moved slightly again. Jennie then took one of the nipples in her mouth and sucked it, feeling its size and stiffness and enjoying the sensation of the hard breast against her mouth and nose. She then ran her hand gently over Jane's flat stomach and the side of her hard ass. She put the tips of her first two fingers onto Jane's shaved slit and started to caress her sex.
She moved the tips of her fingers around the opening to Jane's vagina and, on reaching Jane's clitoris, she squeezed it, only then carrying on, caressing the labia until, once again, she felt Jane's stiff clit as her fingers reached the top of her friend's pussy again. She separated her labial lips and looked at the red membranes shining wetly in the dim light. She continued this pattern until Jane's wetness oozed onto her fingers.
Jane was now making strange noises, occasional mixes of moans, snores, and indecipherable speech. She kept shifting her pelvis and Jennie had to avoid getting her hands trapped by Jane's legs as she rolled on the bed. If Jane looked as though she was about to wake, Jennie would stop the caressing and nipple sucking and then let her relax and come off the boil, only to start on the beautiful body again when the danger had passed. Jennie knew that Jane was overdue a climax as her pussy was now really wet and she was amazed at how slick with the slightly white wetness Jane's groin had become. Jennie knelt on the bed carefully in between Jane's legs and once again put a nipple in her mouth and traced around her wet slit, her fingers playing with the inner labia while pivoting her fingers on her thumb which was resting and pressing down on her clitoris. Jane cried out, a word that might have been Nicky or some other word beginning with an `n.' Jennie felt Jane's excitement as she arched her back, the beautiful muscles in her thighs rippled as she tensed her body in readiness. Jennie guessed her orgasm was only a few seconds away. Looking into her friend's face, she pushed her fingers deep into the warm wet vagina, keeping her thumb pressing on the top of her sex. Jane's thighs shot together as she came, gripping Jennie, still in her nightshirt in a powerful ring of hard, shapely leg.
Jane cried, "Ooh, god, ooh!" her eyes opening in astonishment as the climax flowed through her from her now wide-open brown eyes to her lovely feet with their slightly chipped nail polish.
Jennie was tossed from side to side as Jane's body twisted in the throes of her climax. Then the legs relaxed, and Jennie kissed Jane gently on the mouth and face, Jane's lovely eyes were wide and filled with enjoyment. Jennie said, "Wow, Janie, my god, what a ride." Jane put her arms around Jennie's neck and gave her a long kiss that she never forgot. So different from the hesitant one they had had earlier. Jennie wondered how she had got here, and why she had given way to desires she barely knew she had. Jane's amazing body naked lying beneath her, her hot legs wrapped around her.
"Jennie -- Jennie? My god was that you? I was dreaming of being fucked by a huge dick... then I wake up to find it was just you. You really did that to me?" Jennie nodded. Never ever had she been so close to another grown woman, a beautiful, naked woman too. "Well, perhaps someone should give you the lecture you gave me. You know the one about fucking friends in your house?" Jane was smiling at her. "Lie down beside me. That was a really good come, Jen." Jennie got into bed beside her, and she pulled up the single sheet to cover Jane's spectacular body. Jane held her close.
Jennie felt she had to explain. "I came in to have a chat and I saw you lying there. You looked so totally, well, so totally you, all sexy lying there naked that I just wanted to...Jane why the hell do you sleep in the nude? It's not fair on people like me who have to look at you. I'm not even a lesbian."
Jane laughed and said. "You could have fooled me, after what you did. For the record, yours was much better than the two Cathy gave me." The novelty of starting it all as a dream gave it a certain impact.
"Yes, sorry. I never thought I would ever end up in bed with you Jane. Sorry about me fondling you when you were asleep. It was a bit cowardly of me."
Jane sat up and the sheet fell back, revealing her naked body once again as far down as the top of her thighs. "Jen don't apologize for making me come like that. Please do me anytime you want if you can do it like that." Jane was smiling and she stretched languorously, her fingers unselfconsciously touching her still wet sex under the sheet. She parted her lovely legs again, seemingly to invite Jennie for a repeat performance. "That was really good, I am so wet. Are you sure that you have never fucked a woman before?"
"No, I never, you know that."
"Well, you know it didn't feel right to me earlier either so perhaps it really was best it didn't happen then." Jane was glowing with after-sex appeal and Jennie, as so often, felt the ugly duckling. Jane seemed to be working some kind of magic, implying that she was the innocent and Jennie had seduced her. But perhaps this was the case; after all Jane had never invited her into her room. She wished that she were lying with Carl, it would all be so much easier.
They lay together and Jennie turned out the light. They chatted, enjoying each other's warmth, although both made no effort to do anything sexual to each other. Jennie felt that Jane was way out of her class. Jane knew all about Jennie's confusion. She understood. Jane thought Jennie was even more confused than her. At least I'm getting to be happy with liking women.
After a lot of reminiscences of their university days together and talking about mutual friends, how and where they were, Jennie asked Jane whether her new sexual feelings impacted any desire for her to have children. Jane said she was just not ready for children. She could barely think about next week let alone the idea of raising kids. Jennie confessed she wanted kids, and she felt time was running out. Jane asked whether Carl might be the man to provide them. Jennie seemed uncertain. Jane always felt out of place when discussing having kids. In her heart of hearts she was thinking that if she found the right partner she might adopt. She thought she was too vain to let her body transform as would happen with pregnancy. At present, there was no chance anyway of her finding a suitable partner. She seriously wondered if anyone would want to be in a long-term relationship with her. Who'd want an inexperienced, confused bisexual as a partner?
"Jennie?"
"Yes?"
"Would you like me to make you come? I'd love to do it. If you want me to, of course." Jane did not really want to have sex with Jennie, but she felt it only fair to ask her. She hated the thought that Jennie might resent getting so close to her and not getting anything in return.
Jennie thought that Jane sounded a bit depressed after their talk about relationships. She kept thinking how when they were in their early twenties, if someone had told her that Jane would be unattached at thirty no one would have believed it. "Jane darling, there's no need to feel you have to fuck me. I like, in fact I probably love you, but not in that way. Well, I admire your sexual being and you do turn me on when I look at you, but I don't think I want or need you to make love to me now." Jennie wondered whether she would continue to be conflicted about her feelings for Jane? Most probably she thought. Jane did that to her it was becoming clear. It's in her nature.
Jane turned over on her side and held Jennie. "Yeah, I know. Just checking. Are you staying? I'd love you to."
"Tempting, but I'll pass. I had to tell Cathy that I'm not sleeping with you, so I really don't want her catching me leaving this room in the morning." Jane was half asleep and she said "Ok" and "good night, Jennie."
In her own bed Jennie felt sorry for Jane. She really was a bit adrift at present, but she smiled realizing that she was probably the only person alive who had refused sex with her.
Jane woke up to the sound of Cathy and Tommy outside her door. Tommy was going downstairs, and she could hear Cathy saying, "I'll say goodbye to Jane -- I've got to, even if you don't." Tommy's voice sounded annoyed. "Of course I want to say goodbye to her, but I'm not going in there to wake her. It's not my place."
Jane looked at her phone on her side table. 9.45 am. She wished Jennie had woken her. She sat up in bed and there was a knock on the door. "Jane, Jane, it's me, Cathy. Are you awake? We're going now." Jennie must have heard Cathy as Jane heard her say. "Cath, just go in. She's probably asleep. She'll want to see you both before you go. Jane won't mind."
Jane had been asleep naked, just as Jennie had left her only a few hours ago. She was about to make herself decent when Cathy swept in wearing a long dress and white block-heeled sandals, her peroxide hair carefully blow dried. The dress was some kind of Ralph Lauren creation with flowing material which, every now and then, gave the observer a glimpse of shapely calves and the sexy lines of the body underneath. The dress was sleeveless and summery. To say that Cathy looked good in it was an understatement.
"Oh, come in why don't you? Don't mind me. Hello Cathy, you look lovely."
Cathy smiled and took in Jane lying naked under the simple sheet.
"Sorry Jane, I only came in because Jennie said I should, sorry..."
"I'm just pulling your leg. I'm really pleased you came to see me. I thought Jennie might wake me up. Anyway, you're here now." She sat up. Her round breasts showing some tan lines, and her toned abdomen appeared. Cathy noticed her lack of modesty about her nudity.
"Tell me Jane, do you always sleep like that? Nude I mean?"
"No, not usually, but I was too tired."
"A likely story. I bet you do; you're such a horny seductress."
Cathy sat on the edge of the bed. "Yes...here we are then. I wish we weren't going. I want so much to stay, you know, and be with you." Cathy looked quite solemn. Jane was touched by her evident emotion.
"Why are you leaving exactly? I'm sure both of us want you to stay."
"Tommy wants to stop off and assess some of his prospective properties on the way home."
"Do you have to do everything Tommy wants? Don't you have a say?" Jane wondered why sexy Cathy had to do anything she didn't want to do.
"Fuck Janie, I can tell you're not married. It's what you do, you know; the give and take. It keeps the relationship bearable." Cathy felt Jane was criticizing her for being a pushover. Perhaps I am, she thought.
"True. Sorry. I'm just so disappointed you won't be around. I heard you and Tommy last night. I was jealous. I wished it had been me fucking you until you were sore." Jane really meant it.
"Oh Jane, do you think I like leaving you and Jennie? But...Tommy would be disappointed if I stayed and then someone else would have to drive me home."
"Cath, I'd do it." Jane could see the outline of her body under the dress, backlit by the bright sunlight from her window. Cathy said that Tommy may not like Jane driving her home. She suggested that he may suspect something had happened between them.
"He might have put two and two together about last night. I don't think he knows, it's just a vague suspicion, but I don't want to make it worse."
Jane shook her head. "I told you it was risky. But from my viewpoint, come close Cath..." Cathy moved up and leant across Jane, so their faces were really close. Jane's hazel eyes looked into Cathy's. "...You were amazing last night. I wanted you to be here because you are so utterly fuckable, and that's what I wanted to do with you all day." As she whispered, she drew out the word `fuckable,' separating each syllable in that seductive voice of hers. Cathy kept looking at her breasts. Mind you, she could hardly miss them. "You can touch them you know. I won't mind, after all it wouldn't be the first time."
"Oh god, don't say that to me. You'll make me pee in excitement. You're being cruel, you know I've gotta go."
"I know, but still. It's not fair." Cathy was thinking of Jane's naked hips and legs under the sheet. What she would give to bring her to a shattering climax now. They kissed and she took a breast into her mouth and sucked it, her other hand was under the sheet seeking out Jane's love mound.
"Oh god, Jane, you know just how to get me." Cathy's finger had hooked itself into Jane's sex. Jane moaned erotically. "How does my seducer like this then?" she said running her long red fingernails up the length of Jane's sex.
"A...A...lot," panted Jane, "Cathy, I'll come again, oooh god." Cathy milked Jane's pulsing pussy, and she put her other hand on Jane's thigh and moved it over its hard smoothness, feeling the flesh, and savoring the sound of Jane becoming more and more aroused until she jerked back on her pillows, thrust her hips up and climaxed. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, yes!"
A few seconds after Jane came, they both heard Tommy shout up the stairs. "Cathy dear, when exactly will you be coming down? I cannot be late."
Jane draped her toned legs over Cathy's lap. Her slit showed a few small drops of ejaculate. Cathy absent-mindedly flicked them with her index finger.
"He's persistent, your Tommy, isn't he? You'd better go."
"Yes, he is. Thanks for everything Jane. You gave me the best sex I have had for ...ever. I want us to keep on seeing each other somehow. Think of me tonight pleasing myself with my vibrator and thinking of you. Let's exchange numbers."
"Yeah, bye bye babe. Love you...and... lucky vibrator." Cathy loved Jane's dirty smile. Jane said she would come down and see them off.
"I've gotta go." The light was shining through the thin material of Cathy's dress and Jane could make out her wide, strong hips and those divine thighs that she had licked last night.
"I'll come out -- go on, I'll see you outside." Jane jumped out of bed and kissed her again. Cathy's hands cradled Jane's bare, round buttocks. The girls would need only a slight excuse to start having sex again, but they heard Tommy shout from the outside. Cathy rushed out.
Jane swiftly pulled on a pair of sneakers, white shorts and then slipped on a lightweight sweater.
Outside on the drive, Jennie, Cathy, and Tommy were milling about as Tommy put their bags in the trunk of his Mercedes. Jennie smiled at Jane and said, "Hello". If Jennie was embarrassed by what had happened last night she failed to show it. Jane and Cathy held each other as Tommy looked on smiling. Cathy shivered as Jane gave her a kiss on the cheek and then on her lips that were perhaps a little too friendly to be innocent.
"See you Cathy, it was great to meet you -- speak to you again."
Tommy approached beaming. "You like your beauty sleep, don't you? You're beautiful enough already you shouldn't need to sleep." Jane cringed at the compliment. "Oh, Jane, Jane, if my wife kisses you, I hope you don't mind me doing so too?" Tommy's short arms pulled Jane towards him, and she felt her breasts squeezed against his chest. He kissed her on both cheeks in the continental fashion and for a second, she wondered whether he was going to kiss her again on the mouth. He wondered too, for he had enjoyed feeling Jane's nipples pressing into him. Reluctantly he felt he could not really get away with another embrace, so he shook her hand awkwardly.
"Jane, it has been a great privilege to meet you. So beautiful, and clever. Our home is always open to you anytime you choose. I know Cathy will agree with me."
"Tommy, how very sweet of you, it's been lovely to meet you too, and thanks very much for the offer. I hope you'll come and see me soon." She didn't really care if she never saw Tommy again, but her brown eyes sparkled enticingly and, in his mind, Tommy was convinced he had made another conquest. Jane and Jennie waved as the car drove away.
"Well, that's it then," Jennie said. They both felt deflated. Jane said, "yes."
"Want some breakfast now, sleepy head?" Jennie went inside and Jane followed. The morning was cool and invigorating on her bare legs and face.