Courtship in the Present Age
1
The 6:15 pm flight from Dubai had landed at Heathrow Airport. A striking young woman walked through customs and moved towards the cab stand, planning to return to the heart of the city.
Kate, 24, stood at around 5 feet 8, with short, glossy black hair and an ethereal appearance. Her intense, practical demeanor balanced her delicate features. She had a C-cup silhouette, a narrow waist, and voluptuous hips, along with an aura of authority and compliance. Based in London, she worked as a marketing executive and had just concluded a business trip overseas. For her flight, Kate had sensibly worn her everyday attire: skinny jeans, a tank top, a sheepskin jacket, and tinted glasses. As a driven, hardworking individual who lived for thrills, she would soon enjoy a night on the town before returning to her home in New York on the following day to address some matters at her company's headquarters.
Enjoying a fulfilling career, Kate was the type of woman who embraced life to the fullest, exhibiting a diverse range of interests and hobbies. Unrelentingly energetic and motivated, she was in a league of her own. Extremely intelligent and adept at poker, she also reveled in extreme activities like skydiving and rock climbing, had mastered Taekwondo as a black belt, and readily embraced combat sports, given her proficiency as a solo female traveler. Kate's experience and her passion for the thrill of risk-taking were undeniable.
Fascinated by the unfamiliar, Kate typically bypassed urban hotspots before deciding on a cosy night out in a supra-metropolitan district. She habitually refrained from arranging accommodations in advance, hoping to meet appealing locals who'd invite her to stay. Uninterested in being a freeloader, Kate merely sought excitement, bonding with diverse people, and diving into new, experience-enriching encounters. As long as they returned the favor during her visits to their homeland, what was there to fault in such pursuits?
2
Her character impelled Kate towards a moody neighborhood south of the city, where she picked a scenic pub radiating its homegrown vibe. Upon entering, she quickly struck a chord with two locals, Rick and Tom, who attempted to win her over. The rough and ready construction workers, slightly older than her, eased into their exchanges and indulged in mundane sports talk with Kate, recognizing that she deviated from the typical glamorous single woman. Attracted by her tomboyish character, she unabashedly shared her enthusiasm for football and video games with them. Though they comprehended her irreproachable taste and physique, they thought she outpaced their league and deemed her unreachable. Kate's generous disposition, coupled with pints aplenty, made the men feel welcome, and they soon made bold advances. As expected, her lighthearted rapport, irrespective of her lack of sluttishness, provoked predictable flirtation.
Though she usually faltered, Kate tended to maintain her calm composure when receiving unwelcome advances from strangers, as she had a stable roster of fuckbuddies in her life, and enjoyed the swinging scene in NYC's group sex-scenes. Among her more unusual preferences, she favoured anal exclusively. This, to some, could have seemed abnormal. But Kate just believed in the pursuit of excitement, far more than she cherished sexual interplay.
Interestingly, when Kate noted that Rick and Tom were vying for her company, she experienced a brief moment of shock. This behavior was antiquated, with hints of patriarchy. However, there was no reason for the everyday gents to behave any differently. And to their naivete, if she had proposed sharing her between the two of them, they would have been bewildered and overwhelmed. It was all so adorably quaint in a way. In their fuddy-duddy male minds, because her appearance and mannerisms did not invite examination, she was a "good girl". For them, she could have possibly been someone worth dating, if they had managed to impress her.
Kate noticed that although there was a small cultural difference between herself and the boys, they appeared friendly, attractive, and well-groomed. She recognized their harmless nature due to her extensive traveling and experience with people. She even felt a bit of sympathy for them as they fought among themselves. She believed they were just desperate since their virile personas were somewhat fake and they hadn't had sex in a while.
As a fun idea, Kate decided to use her skills to help the boys while making new friends with or without benefits. She was known for being quick-witted and practical, so she came up with a plan to show them some of her talents and solve her own logistical issues. While she usually didn't engage in casual sexual encounters outside her circle of partners, she regarded this as a good opportunity for a change.
"These men seem to know how to flatter a lady," she said in response to their cheesy pickup lines. "I'm so turned on by your words that I need to go home and change my panties."
Her quick wit left the boys speechless.
"Just kidding, guys. I live in New York. I'm not wearing panties," she added, sticking her pierced tongue out at them.
At midnight, Kate suggested they set off. It was a short walk to the boys' shared flat, a typical, untidy, and dirty bachelor's apartment filled with beer cans and gaming consoles. Upon entering, Kate promptly opened a window to air out the place. After establishing a familiar and comfortable atmosphere, Kate, Tom, and Rick enjoyed drinks and conversation, bonding like old friends.
At around 1 a.m., the boys jokingly asked her to perform a short striptease. While they saw it as a joke, Kate appreciated the opportunity to break the ice and set a flirtatious tone. She removed her clothing, starting with her top, jeans, and finally, her bra. She maintained an air of tease by first showing them just her underwear before playfully tossing the bra at them.
With her perky, almost tattoo-free body — a small ring in her belly button and a tongue stud being her only body art — Kate captivated the boys, who had become accustomed to seeing heavily tattooed girls among their peers.
4/7
When Kate got home, she sent pictures of her striptease to her regular sex partners. They were impressed by her performance and saw her antics at the boys' place as a bold move. For Kate's part, she enjoyed the adventure and felt satisfied knowing she'd entertained her new friends.
The next day, Tom expressed interest in meeting up again, implying plans for a romantic relationship. However, Kate only wanted to be friends with benefits, unaware of how their casual encounter would impact their future. Rick remained indifferent, but he couldn't help but recall how much fun they had, so he liked the idea of hanging out with her again.
As time passed, Kate kept in touch with the boys and even met new people through them. She maintained her adventurous spirit, using her wit and charm to find new ways to make the most of her life.
Years later, Tom and Kate reconnected and fell in love, but she always remembered her risky venture as that fateful night where she took a chance on three random guys and ended up meeting the love of her life.
While the striptease served to cement her reputation as a playful and charismatic woman, Kate preferred to care little about how her actions were perceived by others, focusing instead on her own desires and personal fulfillment. She truly lived up to her nickname as a dangerous little kitten.
At some point, Kate called up her gang of fuckmates, giggling about the fun she'd had with the boys. When they asked for details, she playfully hinted at the steamy night of adventure and new experiences. It was easy for Kate to share her sexual adventures with her close friends, as they were supportive and enjoyed listening to her personal experiences. It was just another story of daring deeds and happy endings in her life of glory fucks.
Every time Kate revisited the story, she recalled her risk and the fulfillment she gained from it. She continued to find new ways to keep her thrills fresh, always ready for a little excitement and adventure, knowing that friends and life would beexhilarating as long as she remained fearless and free — a dangerous little kitten.
Meanwhile, Tom and Rick both shared the night's events with their friends, telling them about the mysterious woman who had captivated them. It was a night neither would forget, a story they recounted at parties and gatherings with other men. Kate's unforgettable decision would remain enshrined in their memories as the beautiful woman who showed them how to let go and live.
In time, the story spread to other circles, eventually reaching a large audience and making Kate famous. But to her, it mattered little what others thought. She simply enjoyed her life of thrills and excitement.
Kate was always up for some fooling around, and even considered herself an agent of seduction. No matter her intention, whether it was long-term love or just a one-night stand, she was a dangerous little kitten, forever under the thrill of the chase. Inhabiting her body like a passionate sex vessel, she could never enjoy life without a stash of passion and psychedelics.
"This makes me horny!" said one of Kate's friends as she read through the story again.
"I'm sure you can find some!" laughed another friend.
Thus, she continued, living fearlessly and happily, always ready to invite others into her world of excitement and passion.
Kneeling and squirming, she fiddled with her chest, pressing her boobs together or cushioned by her arms. She'd gently tug on her nipples with mischievous intent. Next, she'd spin around, arching forward, so she could showcase her bare bottom to the group of men. She'd open up her cheeks with both hands, flashing her secret orifice at them, as a promise of what was to come.
Finishing her performance by lowering her head, she beckoned the young men to disrobe.
"It's about time you all get naked," she teased.
Upon reaching out to two willing partners, Kate could sometimes swap between them or let them both penetrate her rectum. Yet, if both cocks fit, she'd welcome them both without hesitation - this was among her favored tactics. She desired straightforwardness in both life and lovemaking. This gave her a sense of excitement, imagining the excitement they'd also experience with two people inside her at once. It was clear both Tom and Rick were amenable to the situation.
While not entirely uncommon, Kate perceived society as progressing, with men adapting to the evolution, but also substantial impediments to progress remained. But for Kate, her decorum was as crucial in such scenarios as it had been in her life; a woman owned her body and how she treated it.
Coolly, she signified for the boys to lie down and prepare.
"Never shared a woman before?" she said, lightheartedly.
Yet, they'd seen their fair share of adult content - granted none directly comparable to their present situation. Comprehending the scenario, Tom and Rick commenced undressing.
Resting in position on all fours, she placed her hands over her head in the stance of a victorious soldier. A visual showcase of her well-stocked armpits - robust and hairy.
Reviewing their current state, she observed their eagerness spilling from their pants' seams.
She whispered, "You two seem eager," egging them on.
Of course, she knew they aimed to please and trust her decision.
Without hesitation, the boys began easing into position.
"Let's fuck you, Kate," one whispered.
Secured beneath her, she and both the men readied.
Unlike impromptu sessions, they needed to warm up properly. However, Rick and Tom had hefty erections, battling for access.
She understood their conundrum, wishing to avoid any potential discomfort, and hoped they could achieve self-control. With her arousal came her anal skills expertise. Comfortable with her proficiency in tribadism, she'd overcome their chokeholds.
Calmly kneeling, Kate seized both pricks by the base - their girth and length in perfect synchronization.
Squatting near her captors, she adjusted their penises, lining them up for a single, unified entry.
Guided by her own control, she swiftly lowered herself, easing their heads inside, stretching until their rod met the tight entrance of her rectum.
With each spasm, she embraced the uncomfortable transition. Anticipating the pleasure they'd soon experience, she gradually felt them envelope her.
Almost teasingly, Kate raised herself from the men and whispered, "Feel like you've seen this in a porno before?"
Biting her lip, she lowered herself again. Her anus enveloped and stretched across both ends of her murky sages.
Using her hand along her chest, Kate smiled as she witnessed their alternating loading and unloading into her bowels.
Tom and Rick nuzzled their dicks vigorously, struggling to maintain their erection, who desired the most entry, at her mercy she ruled.
For two hours she'd stretched her bowels without tiring - breathing, panting, as the boys rhythmically thrusted into her tightening sphincter, it was consistently meaningful. Surrendering to Kate's potent will, Tom and Rick acclimated, their dick-hardons merging inside her. The workings of her vagina emancipated them, transforming with her into womanly and visceral collaborators.
At the brink of eruption, as capable and considered as ever, Kate pressed down her supporting hands against the floor, causing her buttocks to loosen its grip on the intruding rods. She inched up, elevating her upper body, and the dicks slid out. With the boys ready for more action, Kate removed herself entirely, choosing to orally serve the welcoming men. Fluidly, she provided mouth-to-cock contact, moving between them, adding a solid sucking motion. Proficient with her fellatio skills, she tuned their bodies perfectly.
After some time of relishing every inch, Kate had both of them climax in her mouth. It was a simple combination of timing and dexterity, which Kate demonstrated almost flawlessly. She bathed in their ejaculatory satisfaction, serenely, feeling their pulses wave past her mouth and drain into her throat.
Totally unemotive, Kate immersed herself in her unsuspecting context, wiping her mouth with the back her arm. They were just merely lovers, embracing the taboo that unexpectedly changed for the better. Focused as she was on steely resolve, she turned back to them.
"Some of us like sharing," Kate said, and disappeared into the distance.
Following her performance, she effortlessly shifted gears and cared for her guys. She made sure their private areas were clean and dry before effortlessly suggesting they all take a shower together, understanding the potential bonding opportunity this would create. While they were all under the running water, she tenderly washed them between their legs, behind their ears, and in other comforting gestures. The boys were still a little out of it from last night's sexual activities, but she mothered them until their minds were clear.
As they stood there wet and naked, Rick gushed, "You're so beautiful."
Her reaction? "Big-booty girls are the best." She playfully bumped her butt into him before turning to Tom, who commented, "You've got an amazing asshole."
It's safe to say that making this type of comment to an anal-only girl is the best way to go about it.
"Give it a kiss," she told Tom and he proceeded to. Laughing, she added, "Kiss this one, too." That said, she pointed to her face. Unable to resist her charms, he indulged.
After that, Kate acted like your childhood sweetheart playing jokes. She tossed around funny faces and bumped her butt into the boys to create a casual, boys' club atmosphere, quipping about silly things here and there.
The next day, Tom and Rick seemed perfectly normal again with Kate acting as one of the boys herself. Dominating and kind, she was a genuine friend who was comfortable in her own skin. Smith was practically glowing with happiness, watching her guys radiate joy. She had a substantial influence on the two boys, inspiring them to be more comfortable in their own bodies and encouraged them to enjoy life together. They played video games, laughing and cursing like boys should, with Tom and Rick even belching and farting as if they had known her their whole lives.
In this environment, the flirting from the night before couldn't have been further in the past. What mattered was their bonding, and they were happily back to themselves, content to be friends with her. She was one of them - the funny, fun, and protective big sis. And the boys couldn't be happier with their new bestie.
5
When Tom and Rick returned to complete normalcy the next day, Kate had fully integrated herself into their lives.
Spending the morning the way friends do, smoking, drinking alcohol, and playing video games, Kate lounged around their flat, her modesty evaporated. Dressed solely in a bra and socks, she appeared as if she could be hosting a lazy weekend at home. Tom and Rick felt like they knew her, completely embraced by their new sister.
There was no need to feel self-conscious or shy, as their bond grew stronger. It was liberating to be around her, along with their humorous banter and comforting presence. Her buttocks were no longer a source of sexual desire - there was just a new level of trust and connection between them.
So gone was the mysterious woman that walked into their pub only hours prior. Having taken the energy and excitement from her time with the guys, Kate reclaimed the title Big Kate, the larger than life friend. A friendly girl next door, who was there for them. A dominant, yet loving presence who, in their presence, could make men nearly feverish. An exuberant young lady that felt like a princess if she wanted to, but happy to fart on command, had a laugh about it.
Her radiant smile and angelic face had the power to brighten any room she walked into. She filled their home, now her own, with pure joy, and the good vibes had a magnetic effect on the boys. She was the type of woman who could proudly walk the runway, yet squat and rip a fart with nonchalance. The Shallow End was their second home, and Kate had made it theirs.
She was the heart and soul of their friendship, the perfect buddy, and the more comfortable they were around her, the more they had grown to adore her.
The young millennial had become comfortable in her surroundings, oblivious to the passage of time. When she recalled she was supposed to be at work, she only had enough time to tug on her jeans over her uncovered bottom, gather her belongings, retrieve the boys' emails and phone numbers, and give them a fist bump as a farewell. In less than five minutes, she exited the flat and had returned to her busy lifestyle. In half an hour, she would be steeped in high-stakes work matters. Such was her nature ever since she was fourteen: well-organized, fast-paced, quick-witted, and never allowing her bra to become tangled in knots over anything.
As for the boys she had just spent the night with, Kate hoped they would view the experience as a valuable and eye-opening encounter rather than merely a cause for bragging to their buddies. In an era where age-old, rigid assumptions about the type of girl the boys bedded remained widespread, she hoped they had come to realize that possessing a kind demeanor and strong friendship were far more crucial than the mere method in which one indulged in sexual activity.
Following a brief excursion to Spain with a friend, she was looking forward to her next adventure. The young traveler thrived on meeting new individuals and exploring different cultures. Despite Spain potentially not providing an opportunity for sex during her trip, she was confident it would be filled with excitement and more learning experiences. She enjoyed life to the fullest and was fully dedicated to soaking up all its possibilities for as long as she could. Hadn't she just demonstrated that commitment once again?
THE END
