Jane's Encounters: Jane's Encounter with a Friend of a Friend 3 (Jane's Encounters 6)
By Christine Oram
Published on Jan 10, 2006. Revised Dec 2024
copyright Christine Oram 2006, 2024
Jennie heard a moaning cry as she passed the guest's bedroom, and she knew immediately and instinctively that it was Jane. The bedroom door was just ajar and feeling only a little guilty, it was her house after all, she pushed it open a little and peeked through. The room was dark, illuminated by the bright moonlight outside, but the bathroom light was on, and she could see Jane through the bathroom's slightly open door, leaning on the wall opposite the shower. She was naked talking quietly to Cathy. Jennie inwardly gasped. Although she had seen Jane naked earlier in the pool, it still gave her a shock. She could not really hear what Cathy was saying to her, both of them were speaking barely above a whisper, but it was something about Tommy liking Jane and Cathy not hating her. Jennie tried not to think about Jane's nudity, but her nakedness was impossible to ignore. She really did have the most beautiful body with its perfect proportions, and so wonderfully athletic. She could see Jane's clothes on the bed, her clear heels lying on the floor. Jennie once again wished she could be Jane, even if it were just for one day.
Jennie shrank into the shadows in the corridor but couldn't take her eyes off Jane. Why didn't they close the door to the bathroom, she thought. Then she remembered that the knob to the bathroom had seized up, so it didn't hold the door closed.
Jennie had never experienced such voyeuristic excitement. She felt vindicated in that Jane and Cathy obviously were sexually involved. She had thought that Jane had lied to her about that, now she knew for certain. The lying minx. She did feel a little bad about spying on them, but, really, who wouldn't like to see her two most beautiful female friends fucking? And in her own bathroom too. The chutzpah of it all she found arousing and yet also somehow amusing. She wondered who had made the first moves in their liaison. She guessed it would have been Cathy. Jane was a showstopper, she had a history of being irresistible. Jennie reckoned Cathy must have put the moves on Jane by the pool and Jane had succumbed. Astonishing.
Naked Cathy now appeared next to Jane, a sight for sore eyes if ever there was one. She knelt in between Jane's lovely, hard legs. Those very legs that Jennie had always envied. Cathy's hand was caressing Jane's thighs and Jennie could see that Cathy's other hand was in between them masturbating her, which was obviously succeeding in driving her wild, her legs lifting and twisting as Cathy's fingers fucked her. Their hard bodies were a beautiful sight and Jennie realized she herself was getting off by looking at them. She was surprised, but it was a fact. When Jane moaned, and the peroxide blonde head moved in between those glorious thighs and Cathy's hands grasped Jane's exquisite, thrusting breasts, Jennie felt she was so excited she'd have to come herself. It was all just too much. Jane was sighing and then would say something to Cathy. Jennie couldn't hear exactly, but she took it as her saying what she wanted, as Cathy would change it up.
Jennie undid her shorts and started touching herself. She felt amazingly wet. Jane turned around, put her arms on the wall above her head and stuck her backside out for Cathy who then put her hand in her crack and was manipulating Jane's pussy. Later Jennie thought she came so quickly because she was imagining she was Jane and experiencing Cathy's touch. Perhaps this was part of it, but there was no doubt that this view, partially obscured as it was, was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen. When Cathy put her face between Jane's thighs and started licking her, Jennie came. She closed her eyes amidst the soaring pleasure and when she opened them again Jane and Cathy were standing up, holding each other, their mouths pressed together. Jennie was disappointed her own climax had made her not see Jane's. She was really sorry she missed seeing her beautiful friend come. She thought how, despite all her secret thoughts about Jane, she had never previously dwelled on the idea of seeing her, much less Cathy, actually climaxing. Now she felt deprived at not having seen the moment when her friend experienced supreme sexual pleasure.
From her vantage point the two women were no longer visible, she imagined they were still kissing and caressing out of sight. She couldn't help imagining what it would be like to have Jane make love to her. This so weird, she thought, seeing those two like that, I never would have thought it would affect me so much.
Jennie had barely recovered when she heard steps on the stairs. Tommy was coming up. She felt the need to protect the two women. Not only did she now share their dirty secret she knew the last thing she wanted was for Tommy and Cathy to row over this -- and she knew that Jane would not want this either.
Jennie rushed into the bathroom. "You two, Tommy'll be here in a moment -- I would get straightened out if I were you, quick, now!" Jane's and Cathy's nakedness was unforgettable. Jane dashed past Jennie almost knocking her down. Cathy's hands instinctively covered the soft brown hair at her groin, but there was no disguising her impressive, hard, breasts with their long erect nipples. Tommy truly was a lucky man.
"Christ," cried Cathy, panic in her voice, "give me the robe for fuck's sake". Jennie picked it off the floor and gave it to her, and Cathy flicked it around her shoulders giving Jennie a heart-stopping close-up view of her wet minge.
"Jen, what the hell?" Jane had flung on her clothes but was still barefoot. She looked worried and embarrassed. She knew that Jennie must have seen enough for her to realize what had happened. Jennie, surely, would now consider her a world-beating slut.
"Tommy's here and you had both better look really innocent." Jennie pointed at Jane's hand. "Are those your...? Jane grimaced and passed her scrunched up panties to Jennie as Tommy poked his head around the door.
"Well hello ladies, what's up here? A feminist conspiracy no doubt, ha-ha," All three women were relieved to see that he seemed unaffected by any shocking revelation of lesbian sex between his wife and her new friend.
Tommy did, however, looked confused as quite why all the women were in "his" bathroom but, then again, he also knew women and their friendships. What a man would do was not a guide to what women friends might do. He noticed that his wife was in her robe and that Jane looked alluring as usual, Jane managed a strange, somewhat forced, smile. Jennie, quick thinking, mustered a casual. "Oh, hi Tommy. Jane and I should be going, you need to sleep. So do I. See you in the morning. Come on Jane."
Cathy gave them a wave. "Yeah, see you two. Thanks for the chat." Jane flashed her a knowing smile. She was impressed how cool Cathy appeared to be. She was a way better actor than her. Jane's heart was pounding, and she kept wondering what Jennie would say. Had she seen them at it? Oh god.
Jennie turned and caught Jane's shoulder outside in the corridor. "Wait up Janie..."
Jane looked around at her friend, a concerned look on her face. "Yes?"
"Follow me. Come on." Jane and Jennie sat on the bed next to each other in her bedroom. Jennie had closed the door. Jane thought to herself, now the lecture will start, and I'll have to admit to being a naughty girl. Every instinct told her to be totally unrepentant, but Jennie was a very good friend. Why is life so complicated?
"I saw you, you know. You and Cathy." She paused. "She was fucking you." Jennie did not volunteer that she had masturbated over them.
Jane looked embarrassed, and her mind raced. I guess there can be no lying this time, she thought. Oh well, best to come clean I suppose.
"Oh god how embarrassing."
"You can see into the bathroom if you stand in the corridor, in the right place."
"Fuck, and I told Cathy to be careful."
"You both were way too much in the moment I think." Jennie smiled. Jane looked so beautiful in her embarrassment.
"Did we look good? Jennie, I'm really sorry...Thanks for warning us about Tommy."
"Fuck Janie, you went too far. In my home too. My life wouldn't be worth living if Tommy found out, quite apart from how stupid you've been."
"So sorry. I've fucked up, but it takes two..."
"I thought you had more brain than that Janie. I don't know who started it, but Tommy will finish with her if he finds out. We all know it. Some men might be turned on by a wife's lesbian infidelity, but I'd bet anything Tommy's not that guy." She shook her head. She put her arm around Jane who was looking suitably chastised. Jane's body was close up against hers, her thigh and shoulder warming hers. Jane slipped her arm around Jennie's waist.
"Sorry Jen. I mean I didn't want to embarrass you. We had sex in the afternoon by the pool, we got naked and... did it. You found us then too."
Jennie nodded and said. "I knew you were up to something; I still can't believe it."
"I'm so sorry about jumping down your throat after you accused me of wanting Cathy earlier...I'm pretty embarrassed about it. You got me on that one and I lied to you." Jane felt better having confessed.
Jennie pulled a face. "Jesus. You, the most popular girl I have known with the men, are into women? It is pretty unexpected. I hope you can see why I'm surprised?"
Jane had no idea what Jennie was thinking about doing or saying, but she remembered Jennie's earlier comment about her being Jennie's first choice if she was going to sleep with a woman.
"Jen, I know it's surprising. Don't you think I am just as surprised?" She decided not to enlighten Jennie about all the other women. "Cathy was just so, well hot, and I was so, well, you know, unfulfilled..."
"Yes, I suppose you're not getting any. Or at least you weren't. I guess you are now."
Jane's arm squeezed her in response. Jennie realized Jane's sexuality was getting to her.
"Jen, look at me." Jennie turned her head, and Jane pushed her forehead against hers. Jane's hazel eyes seemed to suggest all sorts of forbidden pleasure. Her lips were soft and teasing and Jennie responded in turn. Was it inevitable that Jane would be making a pass at her and that she would surrender to it? It was something that seemed so natural.
Jennie said quietly, her words and thoughts confused, "Is this your answer to everything, Janie? Kiss...make up...fuck? Do you seriously think everyone will just forgive you if you make love to them?" Jane was still looking at her, her face right next to hers.
"You're trembling Jennie," she said.
"Yeah, I am and fuck you for noticing."
"I can give you a good time if you want me to."
"I'm completely sure that Cathy would agree with you. Do you really think I'm as easy as you?"
Jennie's words struck home upsetting Jane, and although she tried not to show it, she failed. Jennie's assessment of her character was not something she wanted to hear, mainly because there was so much truth in it. She did not really want Jennie, she was not her type, but she almost felt an obligation to make advances to her old friend as she thought that perhaps Jennie was feeling neglected. She thought, a little arrogantly, that the least I can do is to offer my body to placate her completely justified annoyance. Now she was experiencing rejection and the knowledge that Jennie was confirmed in her view of her as some kind of stupid nymphomaniac. She removed her arm from Jennie. She felt a little sick. Even worse, her eyes were full of tears. Jennie had been so good to her and now...I'm an idiot.
"I'm so sorry Jennie, I don't know what I'm doing. I'm just living in the moment, day to day. Every day is a new fuck up. I think I'd better be going. I'll leave in the morning. Can you make an excuse to Cathy and Tommy for me? You've been so great to me, I love you."
Jennie was horrified, suddenly her perfectly reasonable rebuke of her friend had become something much worse. Jane was really upset, a tear even rolled down her cheek. Jane had always been highly emotional even if most of the time it was kept in check. What the hell had brought this on?
"Janie, come on, no need to take it so hard, I didn't mean..."
"Yeah, you did, and you're quite right. I'm not thinking and I'm doing things I never used to do because, well because...I don't fucking know why. I thought I'd make it up to you by screwing you, because right now, that seems to be all I've got and it's what most people seem to want from me. It was insulting to you and...I want to kick myself for being so fucking...impulsive and stupid."
Jennie pulled the hem of Jane's skirt, and she sat down again. More real tears. Christ this woman is a challenge she thought. "No, you're not leaving. You're not stupid. Impulsive yes, sexy, and beautiful-of course. Don't you see that there are many of us who love you for all of these reasons? You're some kind of antidote to the boring regularity of life and the normality of people. You're going through a bad patch, but fuck Jane, what I'd give to be you now or ever since we've met. So please, pretty please stay, I really want you to. I've planned for you to be here for the next few days. You not going to disappoint poor old, fat Jennie, are you?"
Jane gave her a smile, she really had not wanted to leave but would have done so if Jennie had not been so nice. "Jen, now who's being stupid? You're not old and fat, you're lovely. I wish you'd never taken up with Mark. I blame myself for not telling you what I thought of him."
"I wouldn't have listened. I was in love with him." Jane replied that she thought she had been too at the beginning. Jennie caught Jane's hand and pressed it. "So, no more of this nonsense about you going? Right?" She tenderly wiped a tear from Jane's eye with a tissue. She kissed her on the lips, Jane responded chastely this time. "Janie dear for what it's worth, I still believe what I said when I said if I wanted a woman, you'd be number one. Let's face it, you're pretty well everyone's number one."
Jane loved a compliment, and she beamed. "Jennie, you're so sweet. There's no need to say that; none at all."
"No there probably wasn't. Sorry. I don't want to sleep with you though."
"I know, so sorry. You're being nice. Cathy was just...very persistent back there, you know when you were..."
Jennie shushed her. She wondered who was really the persistent one, Jane or Cathy. Jane was way more subtly seductive than Cathy, but still Cathy was a bombshell too.
There was a knock on the door. Cathy called. "Jennie, Tommy and I, we need a towel each. Can we get one? Sorry to disturb you."
Jennie opened the door. She noticed that Jane had walked over behind it so that Cathy would not see her when the door opened. Cathy was in her robe and in the dim glow of the corridor her deep tan looked even deeper than usual. No tan lines on her, Jennie remembered.
"Sorry," Cathy said and smiled a slightly awkward smile. Cathy wondered exactly what Jennie had seen in the bathroom, but she was not stupid, she had to assume the worst. "Jennie, about us earlier," Cathy decided to come clean. "Sorry for, I don't know...not telling you. I know you must have seen me and Jane together."
"Yes, I saved your ass back there. I'd really so much rather you were not unfaithful in my house. It's a good way to spoil a weekend for everyone."
Surprisingly, Cathy did not look upset like Jane had done. She was thinking that being with Jane was so enjoyable it had been worth the risk. She wondered whether Jane and Jennie had slept together, she thought it likely. Jesus, Tommy would flip if he knew those two were lesbians. "Yes, you did, for which I thank you. Tell me Jen, have you...you know...with Jane?"
Jennie found the question annoying. "What, because Jane and I are friends we are dykes? Cathy that's quite a jump. I thought you and I were friends, and I don't believe I've got into your panties, so why should Jane and I be screwing each other?"
"She fucked me, so I thought..."
"Well, you're wrong. Totally wrong. I don't know who's worse, you or Jane. Come on, I'll get the towels."
Outside the laundry cupboard she gave Cathy the towels. Cathy looked sheepish. Her robe was almost falling open. Her large breasts were seemingly about to force the robe open. Jennie could see a flash of upper thigh and almost more, but Cathy managed to draw the robe around herself. "Thanks, Jen. Tell me and don't get at me, but is Jane really unattached, or was she just not wanting to say she has a girlfriend?"
"Ok you have joined the one hundred club. That's the number of people who have asked me that question about Jane, although usually they ask about boyfriends." Jennie sighed. Jesus that girl, she thought, what is it about her? She continued. "To be honest I just don't know. I had no idea she had any same sex leanings, so I just don't know anything about her anymore, but I think the answer is no, but I may well be wrong. Now push off and be kind to Tommy...you snake."
"You won't tell him?"
"Of course not, but no more moves on Jane in my house. I gave her a piece of my mind by the way." Cathy went back to her room smiling. She returned with Jane's shoes and gave them to Jennie. "I sneaked them out, I didn't want Tommy to see. He probably would have wanted to keep them and jack off over them."
They both laughed. "Oh Cath, now I know why you're my friend, you have such a dirty mind. Just please keep your hands off Jane, she's gone a bit weird." Cathy whispered, "Fine, we'll be gone tomorrow. Sorry about everything, but Jane was...is a revelation."
Jennie found Jane was no longer in her room. So, she hurried along to the room at the end. She knocked and let herself in. Jane was lying on the bed still in her T-shirt and skirt. She gave her back her shoes and told her what Cathy had said about Tommy. Jane laughed but almost felt like checking to see he had not already done what she thought he might do. Jane hoped that they would not talk about her coming on to Jennie. She now just wanted to sleep. They said good night and Jennie went back to her room. Jane undressed and, wearing her robe, went down the corridor and had a quick, hot, shower. The night was warm, and the shower made her feel deliciously tired. Walking back to her room she heard Cathy cry out from behind their bedroom door. Tommy was clearly enjoying his conjugal rights, she thought. Jane wished she could give Cathy's pussy the kind of workout Natasha had given hers with her huge strap-on. Her pussy tingled at the thought.
Back in her room, she lay on her bed naked pulling the sheet up to her waist. She meant to put on boxer shorts and a T-shirt, but she fell into a deep sleep before she could.
She started dreaming almost immediately. She dreamt she saw her ex-fiancé's penis and she knew she just had to feel it inside her: deep, deep inside her. It seemed to float around her and as she watched it got ridiculously hard and stiff. It grew very fat and long and it began to float in between her legs. Jane felt herself getting very turned on and she wanted it in her even more. Suddenly, the penis divided and became two, each one growing tiny wings at the same time. Both of them started to rub themselves up and down her thighs. She wanted them in her wet, aching sex more than ever and she tried to twist her pussy so they would enter her, but she could not seem to move her body. She looked around and found she was naked and strapped to a large table, held down by leather straps tied around her ankles, abdomen, and shoulders. Every now and then one of the penises would slide across her slit and she would feel her wetness ooze out, only for it to slide down the inside of her thigh leaving a trail of semen and her juice on the leg. Jane was soon panting for sex. She tried to call out and beg for penetration, but she could not speak.
Suddenly she found herself free and the penises had recombined and had grown to a colossal size and then had attached itself to a big, strong man- he seemed to be both Nicky and Tommy simultaneously and she felt its huge size pushing deep inside her vagina. The large warm tube of manhood was throbbing inside, generating indescribable feelings of pleasure. She rolled on top of the man, and she started to pump up and down, feeling her wetness pouring on to the stiff organ that was investing her. The man's face was smiling ecstatically, and Jane was not sure now whether it was Nicky, Tommy, Natasha, or Cathy, it was a kind of multisexual, hermaphroditic being. Somehow this made her even more excited and as she pumped up and down, she seemed to be able to see the penis sliding in and out of her sex, coated in her wetness and his cum. She felt herself about to climax and her mind suddenly began to realize that she really was about to come. She struggled to wake and as she did so, an enormous wave of pleasure coursed through her and she felt her pussy seemingly torn apart in a mass of wet cum and slippery surfaces, coruscating and combining and making every inch of her pulse and writhe in utter orgasm.
"Ooh, god, ooh!" She heard herself cry as she opened her eyes and to her shock and amazement she was looking straight into Jennie's smiling face.
"Wow, Janie, my god, what a ride." Jennie's voice entered her mind and Jane struggled to understand. She had to force her brain to come to its senses as she still felt the climax passing through her trembling, naked, body.
(to be continued)