Lorraine and I hunt as a pair. We are both single, no kids, early thirties. I have managed to keep clear of any commitments by only getting involved with women who are in the UK on temporary visas, or are married and only after a bit of extra. Lorraine has done the same . She describes herself as full time lesbian. It was her idea that we should pretend to be a couple and should set up a profile on a dating site. She said a lot of bi-curious women are frightened of going for a one on one with an experienced lesbian. We have been quite successful as a couple, women who say they are not interested in meeting single men are eager to have sex with both parties of a couple. Lorraine does the chatting, she had arranged a meet with a mature lady who would be in town for a two day conference. The lady, Sandra , had been quite specific about what she wanted to happen. Lorraine and I were looking forward to the evening. The only doubt in Lorraine's mind was that Sandra had said no condoms. Lorraine has never been with a man , not even given a blow job. We have been naked together many a time, not always with a third person present. She set the rules, she will play with herself while I watch, and I wank while she watches. I can cum on her if I want, but not on her face or fanny. The evening with Sandra was to happen in Lorraine's flat in the city. I drove to Sandra's hotel to collect her . She was much more attractive in person than in her photo, dressed very elegantly in a black trouser suit that emphasised her shapely bum. She was immediately very friendly, chatting easily as we drove along. She said how much she was looking forward to meeting us, then put a hand onto my crotch and started squeezing and stroking. Needless to say I was swelling. We got to Lorraine's building about twenty minutes earlier than planned. I parked the car in her reserved bay in the underground carpark, then explained to Sandra we needed to wait before going upstairs. Lorraine finishes work late so chances are she is not yet home, or not yet ready. Sandra suggested we spend the twenty minutes in the back seat of my car. A great idea so far as I was concerned, especially as the carpark was dimly lit and my car has tinted glass. After a few minutes both are trousers were round our ankles, I was fingering Sandra up to an orgasm while snogging her to keep her from making too much noise. As soon as she had recovered she ducked down and took my erection in her mouth , using her hand to squeeze my balls and rub my shaft. I pulled her head up just in time, she cupped her hand over my tip and caught all my spunk. I keep a box of tissues and a pack of wet wipes available for moments like that. We tidied ourselves up, she touched up her make-up, then we got the lift up to Lorraine's floor. Lorraine answered the door, she looked wonderful. She was wearing a new dress that clung to her tall slim body. Clearly she was wearing nothing underneath. I could see that Lorraine and Sandra had a liking for each other. We all chatted for a while, the ladies having a glass of dry white wine. As I would be driving Sandra back to her hotel later I stuck to fruit juice. Sandra said that she and Lorraine were going to the bedroom for some private girl time, and that they would invite me to join them later. I settled down to watch TV. About thirty minutes later Sandra came out of the bedroom, naked . She came over to me on the settee, started kissing me and un-buttoning my shirt. She said it was time for me to join them. Lorraine was already in position for us to realise the first of the scenarios that Sandra had requested. Sandra knelt on the bed, her pussy over Lorraine's face, her head onto Lorraine's pussy. Sandra had asked for Lorraine to tongue her clitoris while I shag her doggy style. Whatever had happened between the girls had got Sandra's vagina well prepared. My cock slid in easily . My balls had never been so close to Lorraine's face. Sandra was enjoying herself, judging by her groans of pleasure. I was aware that Lorraine was nearing an orgasm, she sometimes grips hard on the bedclothes when she is almost there. Sometimes I can allow myself to cum gently, almost like having a pee, without losing my erection. Then I can carry on longer, until the next cum is ready. Lorraine was having her orgasm, and I could feel Sandra's vagina spasming, so I released my spunk without breaking rhythm. Sandra's vagina was full of my juice, making it wetter than ever. I could feel the fluid dripping out, I could see it oozing down onto Lorraine's tongue. Poor Lorraine, who has never wanted to taste a man's cum. I kept on thrusting into Sandra, feeling her have another orgasm, until I could not hold back anymore. I erupted a large dose of thick cum pulsing in her. After a short pause she pushed me out. I stepped away , she rolled off Lorraine. The two ladies were sweating, their faces and throats flushed red. I went to the kitchen and brought them each a glass of wine. After fifteen minutes of chatting, the girls started kissing and caressing each others body. It was time to enact the second of Sandra's requests. Watching the girls together got me hard. On the bedside table there was a tube of jelly that Sandra had brought. She handed it to Lorraine and knelt on all fours, her anus available to be lubed. Lorraine obliged, then handed the tube to me for me to put on my cock. I sat on a chair, Sandra eased her anus down on to my erection. She was tight, but after a little hesitation I was fully in. Lorraine was down between Sandra's legs, easing her fingers into Sandra's vagina. I leant over to watch as Lorraine inserted her four fingers , slowly pushing deeper as Sandras hole opened wider. Lorraine was gentle but firm, pushing harder until her hand slipped into Sandra's vagina. I was holding Sandra by her breasts, letting her know she was our prisoner. Lorraine was fisting her, deaf to any cries of pain. I pushed my cock harder up into Sandra's arse. She wanted pain, we would give her pain. I have never heard nor felt a woman orgasm as strongly as did Sandra. Her pussy was gushing juice , she was gasping for breathe, she was limp. Lorraine pulled her fist out, then started licking at the juices. She put a finger deeply into Sandra's vagina and was flicking it fast. I could feel it on my cock, which was enough to cause me to cum again. After a brief rest Sandra lifted off me, led Lorraine back to the bed, then got her head between Lorraine's legs and ate her pussy like a wild woman. I left them to it, went to take a shower. It was nearing 10.30pm when Sandra came and found me in the lounge. She was dressed and ready to leave. She wanted to be back at ther hotel by 11pm so she could phone her husband. She had invented a story about a dinner for delegates at the conference to explain her absence. Lorraine was wearing only a short satin dressing gown, her long slender legs on display. Sometimes I wish she was not ' full time lesbian '. I drove Sandra back to the hotel. She gave me a little kiss goodbye, as if we were old friends. Then I drove back to my house on the outskirts of town. My home is my office, I work from home. Lorraine works and lives in the city. We always use her apartment for our meets. There was a e mail waiting for me from Lorraine saying she wanted to spend the weekend with me at my place. I replied OK , when will you get here. She messaged back ' Saturday morning ' . When she arrived she looked absolutely stunning in a loose white summer dress. Over a cup of coffee we recalled our session with Sandra, and Lorraine told me what was planned for the next week. I made us a tasty lunch that we ate outside in the garden. My garden is secluded, no-one overlooks it. It was a hot sunny afternoon, ideal for sunbathing. Lorraine stripped off and applied some sun barrier to her body. I put my lounger beside hers and also stripped off. Instead of passing me the sun cream she started applying it to me. She had never previously touched me like that , so my cock started to swell. She giggled when she saw, called me a naughty boy, then applied cream to my cock and balls. I told her if she carried on she would make me cum, so she stopped. After a minute or two Lorraine said she wanted to tell me something, and that I must not interrupt. She said she had been dreaming about us, the two of us, making love. She wanted me to take her to bed, right now, no talking. I took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Despite all the times we have had sex in threesomes I had never kissed her. Touching her gorgeous body was a dream come true, her pussy so soft and wet. I went to go down on her, she pulled me back. She whispered ' not yet , I want you in me first ' . I said I would get a condom, she said no. I am not usually nervous about sex , but this time I was. How do I make love to a full time lesbian, should I be rough or gentle ? All the nerves were forgotten as she pulled me onto her, guided my cock into her vagina, wrapped her arms around me and started moving rhythmically and slowly. Long slow thrusts, sensual kisses, like a romantic dance. The aroma of her hair, the softness of her skin were sensations new for me. Her legs were lifting, her movements getting faster, I matched her speed, thrust more forcefully. Her fingernails were digging in my back, and then she went wild, bucking her pelvis hard against me. I could not hold back, I emptied my spunk into her . I rolled off her, then pulled her so she was half lying on top of me. We lay like that , caressing and dozing. When I thought it was OK to talk I asked if it had been OK ? She answered it had been better than she had imagined it could be. I asked if she wanted more, she said yes, tonight, before we go to sleep and maybe again in the morning. We went back out into the sunshine and spent a few hours getting brown. Around 5pm the heat was gone, she dressed and went to play on the computer, on the dating site. I made us coffee, and went out into the garden to read for a while. I could hear Lorraine talking to someone on the phone, saying " I'll ask him, hold on " . She came and asked if I had anything special planned for this evening, I said no, I would make us a meal here. She asked if a friend of hers could come for an hour or so, I said no problem, I can make an extra portion. Lorraine went off to make her arrangements. I had a shower, dressed casual but smart for when Lorraine's friend would come. Lorraine keeps some clothes in my wardrobe, so she also got showered and changed. At 8.30 I heard a car pull into the drive. Lorraine went to greet her friend. I was busy in the kitchen when she led her friend in and introduced me to Paul, a blatantly gay guy with an effeminate manner. It was impossible not to like him, he was friendly, self mocking, hugely entertaining. Dinner was spent laughing at his outrageous stories. After dinner we went to sit in the lounge, with some mood music in the background. Lorraine got serious, she asked me to do something for her. She wanted me to do whatever she asked, I was not to speak, nor touch nor resist. Of course I agreed. Paul handed her something from his pocket. It was a blindfold that she put over my eyes. She stood me up and undressed me, reminding me no touching, no resisting. Then she put the stereo headphones on me, all I could hear was the mood music. She made me lie down on the settee. I felt fingernails scraping over my skin, lips touching on mine, fingertips playing on my balls. My cock was swelling, despite me thinking it might be Paul touching me. Was Lorraine teaching me what it is like to be gay ? Was I being given a lesson in how gays give blow jobs ? I felt a tongue touch the tip of my cock, a soft hand wrap around the shaft. A tongue licking on my balls, a finger playing on my anus. I was ready to cum , but the hand squeezing harder around my shaft would not let me. The mouth took all my length , sucking gently, then lifting off. The finger had eased into my arse, just a little. The mouth was sucking harder and moving faster. The hand released its pressure. I could not resist. I erupted, my cum spurting out , jet after jet. The hand was squeezing every last drop out of me. The headphones were removed from my ears, then the blindfold. There was Lorraine, my cum on her tongue, her face a grin from ear to ear. Paul handed her a glass of wine, she took a shot and swallowed my cum. I must have looked confused. Lorraine explained, it was the first time she had ever given a blow job. She was nervous, she did not know how to do it. She had asked Paul to tell her what to do, he had been whispering instructions to her all the way through. All I could think to say was thanks Paul, we must do it again very soon. He said his goodbyes, he was off to a hot date at a new gay bar in town. As soon as the front door was closed after his departure, Lorraine was pulling me up the stairs. She was on fire. She gave herself to me, refused me nothing. She had said she wanted it tonight, before we went to sleep, and again in the morning. That is how it happened, except I do not remember sleeping. We still hunt as a pair , she now describes herself as actively bi-sexual. Paul comes around quite often, he even joined in one of our meets when we entertained a couple both of whom were bi. I have met up with Sandra a few times since, just her and me, her suggestion. All in all life is good.