Twelve Months - March
Katey's Cootchie
Twelve Months: Monday, March 1
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
Mitch grasped the moderately overweight woman's other nipple and now rubbed them both through the oversized tied-dyed nightshirt. Lying on her back, almost horizontal, she arched slightly.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
He stretched the neck of that shirt down her shoulders, revealing fully to him her dark B-cup titties. The areolas were big, black, and soft, and the thick nipples were erect from the stimulation, though less than a centimeter long; she had the look of a woman who had nursed children, which indeed she had done, prior to her divorce. Reclining against the large beanbag chair she was on, Mitch leaned in to one of them and began nuzzling and then sucking.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
The ponytailed older man crawled over from Mitch and Rainbow to the very large beanbag chair Mitch had vacated. Katey, still reclining on it, had been trying to dissuade the man from pawing at her earlier, and this nearby display wasn't helping.
"Mitch, baby," she said to her boyfriend, as the man tried to kiss her, "I don't know if we should be getting so, you know, personal, all of a sudden."
"Mellow out, Chickie Sweet," Charlie said to her, as he caressed her hip once again. "Feel all the love infusing the room. It isn't just the incense now. It's loooove."
"Baby," she said, ignoring the other man's words, "I don't wanna suck his cock. Please, let's go home. You can have whatever you want, but from *me*."
Charlie scoffed but took his hand off of Katey. "Nah, nah. I don't wanna blow job. Blow jobs are fascist toward women."
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
Rainbow, eyes remaining closed, reacted to Mitch having begun exploring her crotch through the fabric with his finger. She arched her back more noticeably, rhythmically, to his touch.
"Make love. Not money," Charlie elaborated. "*She* feels the love. Close your eyes, Chickie Sweet. Tap into the mood."
"Did you give her LSD?" Katey asked. "I thought you were just joking, before. But she seems... uh, out of it."
"Let him do what he wants, Shrimp," Mitch told her. He had begun to work the other woman's panties off, and now had them down far enough to see what she had, commenting, "man, that's a lot of hair." He resumed nuzzling her tit while fondling her mound directly now.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
"Nah, nah," Charlie replied to Katey with a chuckle. "You're right, that was just a joke." He kissed her quickly, then added, "she has to go to work tomorrow. Wouldn't do that on a weeknight. Nah, just weed, same as us. And she's practicing her meditation. Gets real focused. On the sensations. You know? Didn't she ever tell you about her meditation?" He placed his hand under Katey's short skirt and directly onto her crotch. She didn't offer any further resistance as he caressed her mound through the underpants.
Katey and Rainbow had worked at the DMV for a year or so, after Katey finished community college. Although the Black woman was more than twice Katey's age, they had gotten along well and had developed an excellent rapport before the latter's recent departure. Katey had reached out to her, and the plan for this evening at the comedy club, then back to the older couple's apartment for weed and wine, had taken shape. But while Katey considered her a good friend, in truth she had never been clear about the exact details of her friend's relationship with the white man who was an additional decade older, nearly sixty but in terms of vigor more like a man in his forties - he credited his strictly vegan diet but perhaps it was just good genetics.
Mitch stopped tit-sucking again. "Do you ever, you know, *trim* that bush?" he asked Rainbow.
She moaned and spoke meaningfully for the first time in many minutes. "Don't talk, Sugar" she said simply. He resumed his suction on her overworked nipple. "OHHH."
Charlie had begun working on removing Katey's panties, and she said over to her boyfriend, "you sure this is what you want, baby?" Her nearly hairless Venus mound was now in plain view under the skirt, and she lifted her knees to allow the older man to slip the undergarment down her disproportionately thick thighs, past her knees, and down off her ankles entirely. "I mean, he's gonna fuck me. You're okay with that?"
"We didn't come over here to stop now." Mitch followed the other man's lead and went further, ceasing his stimulation of the chunky woman and tugging at the hem of her nightshirt to completely reveal her full black bush. She cooperated by lifting her ass an inch off the floor, allowing him to work the garment up to her armpits, then she shifted to let him lift it up her arms and the rest of the way off.
Charlie positioned himself between Katey's calves. "You've got a very pretty pussy," he said, and leaned in to make contact with his tongue just above her clit.
"My cootchie is ugly," she responded after half a minute of his oral efforts.
"No it's not," he said, briefly interrupting the circling route his tongue was taking around her sensitive spot. "Don't tell yourself that. Ever. It's very beautiful. Small. So delicate." He resumed tonguing her, and her almost inaudible vocalizations soon gave way to distinct moans of pleasure.
Mitch, for his part, moved upward on the now-naked woman he was next to, and tried to roll her over onto her side toward himself. Her mass, close to 200 pounds, didn't make it easy and she wasn't cooperating. So he reacted by letting go and instead undoing the top of his slacks, pushing it down past his butt, quickly revealing the top half of his erect cock.
"OHHH WOWWW," she murmured.
"You like?" he replied proudly of his thick uncut six-incher.
"Mm hmm. She *told* me it was nice."
"You girls do talk among yourselves, don't you."
But when he again tried to roll her toward him, she resisted. "Sugar, no," she now said.
"Come on, big mama," he urged, "suck my cock. You know you want to."
"No. I don't like that," she insisted. "But you can put it where nature intended, Sugar. I *would* like that now."
Because she was still on her back, he now tried to straddle her so as to put his cock at her lips. "Come on. It won't hurt you."
She managed to push him off of herself and sat up. "Sugar, I said no. I don't *like* that."
Charlie looked up from Katey and said, "be cool, man. I told you. Blow jobs are fascist. Try eating *her* instead. It's good for what ails you. Your little lady here sure likes it."
"I don't *give* head," Mitch insisted. "I want *her* to."
"*I'll* blow you, if that's what you want, but my lady doesn't like it, so don't force it with her. Or anyone."
"Hell no," Mitch said, looking at his with his good one eye. "No offense. I don't need some... no. Like I said, no offense, but no."
Rainbow lay back and pulled her knees up, spreading her thick thighs to expose her cunt, while starting to massage her own little tits. "Come on, Sugar. Don't get your feelings all hurt, and all. You know I like you. And ain't nothing wrong with your toy, I'll be first to admit that. Take those pants the rest of the way off and let me get a good look atcha first."
Mitch started working his pants the rest of the way down past his knees. "I'm not a kid and this ain't a toy," he said.
"Oh I know. But, we can play. If you play *nice*."
Meanwhile Charlie undid his own jeans and pushed them to mid-thigh, revealing to Katey his shorter but fully erect cock. "You nice and warmed up now, Chickie Sweet? Let's show your boyfriend there how it's done." He moved upward into kissing position and ground his crotch into hers without yet attempting insertion.
"I never did this before," Katey protested futilely, just before Charlie simultaneously kissed her mouth, adjusted his position again, and now penetrated her well-lubricated cunt.
Once fully inside her, he stopped kissing long enough to ask, "never did what before? You don't mean sex? You can't mean that."
Mitch by now had abandoned his intention to get Rainbow to give him head and positioned himself between her legs too. "You ain't no little boy. Put that big boy toy right in there, Sugar," she said, as he lined up for penetration too. "Right there. *Right* there. Right where God intended."
"I mean," Katey replied to the man slowly humping her, "him making love to another woman, right in front of me. Even though it's my friend, it's still so..." Charlie cut her off in mid-sentence with another kiss.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
Rainbow was already giving Mitch an enthusiastic ride. She was trying to bring his upper torso down to hers, to allow for some kissing too, but he was attempting to maintain a more vertical posture and for the time being she gave up on that.
Charlie again stopped kissing but continued his slow and steady motion. "Feel all the love in the room now, Chickie Sweet? Her and him? You and me? This is how the world should be. We're making the world better, right now. You and me. Him and her. Let's heal the world. You and me."
"Yeah. Almost, almost," Mitch said cryptically to his partner of the moment.
"Play with my boobies," Katey suggested to Charlie, starting to enjoy the indirect clitoral stimulation but craving the synchronized sensations from above the waist and regretting not having taken off her low-cut blouse and bra before now.
Mitch was pumping fast now. "Here it... uh?...."
"Slow down, Sugar. Slow down. I ain't nowhere near..."
Charlie pulled out from Katey. "Yeah, let's get your top off. You like the full service. I can tell." He took her hands and lifted her to a sitting position where she quick stripped off the constraining garments to give him his first good look at her firm big-nippled D-cup titties. "Hey, you like being on top? I don't mind."
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
"UNNGHHHHH!"
Charlie lay down beside Katey and rolled over onto his back, his hard cock standing straight up and glistening from her juices. She climbed over and straddled him, "Unbutton your shirt too," she suggested.
Mitch pulled out. "Don't stop now, Sugar," Rainbow protested.
"Done," he said laconically.
"That was so quick," she replied. "I hope you want to start again in a few minutes. 'Cause I'm *nowhere* close to finished with you, Shoog."
"Suck my cock, this time," he said, "and maybe after that I'll give it to you the way you want it."
"I told you, I don't... that's just not my *way*, Shoog."
"You say you want Round Two with me?"
"You know I do."
"Shrimp," he said to Katey. "Come here. Suck me hard again." He stood up. "Since she won't."
Katey had already mounted Charlie and was running circles around his pectorals with her palms as she humped his cock up and down in short strokes. "You're still hard already, baby."
"I said come here. Suck my cock. Show Rainbow here how it's done. Maybe she'll want to try it herself, after she sees how well you do it."
"I'm already busy here," she said with a giggle.
"I said come here" he repeated. "I'm not joking around. Get off him. Fucking slut. Get off him."
Katey looked down at the man she was screwing. He in turn looked over at Mitch. "That's no way to talk to a nice young lady like her," he said.
"Stay out of it," Mitch said sharply. To Katey, he repeated, "come here, Midget. You wanna be a fucking whore? Apparently you do. So come here and suck my damn cock. Show them how you suck cock. Or do I have to force you?"
Reluctantly, Katey dismounted Charlie and crawled over the several feet to be next to him. "You don't have to be that way. I just thought... you wanted... we'd take turns. You know that I'll give you whatever you want." Already in a kneeling position, she grasped his cock firmly with her left hand and glided it gently back to pull the foreskin past the large head. The tip had a small droplet of semen still there at the opening.
"Yeah. I *know* you will. You always do." He put his hand to the back of her head and pulled her the rest of the way forward, and she willingly took the thick cock head into her mouth and began her little humming sound almost immediately.
"Not right to use force," Charlie observed.
"I'm not," Mitch said defensively.
"You threatened her."
"Figure of speech, is all."
"Don't humiliate her," Rainbow said, having sat up to watch the unfolding events.
"She loves it. Don't you, Midget?" Katey didn't try to speak but nodded her head very slightly. "And take off that skirt. You should be naked when you blow me. And playing with yourself."
Charlie had by now stood up and pulled up his jeans to cover his erection. "This isn't cool, man. Start one thing, then change it? She was having a good time. So was I."
"Tell *her* to suck *your* cock, then," Mitch replied, indicating over toward the man's naked lover. Katey continued to pleasure his cock with her mouth, even as she pulled the elastic waistband of her skirt down and straightened up slightly so she could slide it to her knees.
"You still don't get it, man. The whole black-white thing? A blow job is fascist to start with, but then that makes it racist too. When you keep trying to involve *her*. The two concepts are all tied together, man. Eat a *Black* girl's pussy, not just the white ones, if you want to promote peace."
"What the *fuck*?" Mitch blurted out. "Peace? I don't eat pussy, regardless. Are you saying I'm racist?"
"Not saying you're not."
"Oh, fuck *that*." Mitch pulled out from Katey's mouth. "I voted for Obama."
Charlie scoffed. "Obama."
"Twice. Hillary too."
"You might vote for Democrats, but you're straight-ticket Technocrat, through and through. Living up at the Lakes. With your other Technocrat friends. Fucking Plutocrats for that matter."
Katey, freed from her oral duties protested. "He's not racist."
Mitch was already zipping up. "Come on," he said to her. "Put your clothes back on too Let's just go. You can finish what you started, after we're in the car. Oh, don't bother putting your bra and panties back on. I have no idea why you even wore them at all - the club wasn't going to care. Or check."
Katey and Rainbow both offered hasty apologies to each other as the two couples prepared to part company so abruptly. "He's not usually like this," Katey rationalized. "He almost never gets high."
"Weed doesn't bring out the worst in people," Rainbow opined. But she also tried to make amends for Charlie's harsh take on everything, and assured Katey that she personally didn't think either Mitch or, certainly, she were racist in the slightest, and that the attempts to get her to perform oral hadn't insulted her, even adding a bit wistfully that she hadn't actually tried it in years. Katey tried to mend fences by suggesting that maybe Rainbow give it a try for just a minute, but by this point Mitch was adamant about leaving and Charlie was adamant that he wasn't welcome anymore even if he did want to stay and that he wouldn't put up with anyone trying to force his lover to perform oral sex.
"Do you have any idea how annoying that Oh Wow shit is?" was Mitch's parting shot as the door closed behind him.
Back at the car, he was still fuming, and lectured Katey that she needed to choose better and saner and less hippy-dippy friends, and that he didn't want to hear any more about Rainbow, and for that matter that Katey should cut things off with her ex-workmate entirely.
Partway up the mountain highway, he unzipped and angrily demanded that she resume blowing him while he drove. She suggested, first, waiting and driving up just to Lookout Point, and failing that she begged him to "be super careful" driving 70 MPH while she did it for him. She was visibly relieved when he ejaculated a few minutes later without a driving mishap. Once home, she volunteered the suggestion of anal, even though fully aware that after two ejaculations already it would be a time-consuming and therefore uncomfortable experience for her.
It turned out to be just as painful and time-consuming as she feared.
She consoled herself that he almost never was like this, and that a good night's sleep for both of them would fix things.
And, mostly, she was right.
In the midst of the stimulating evening, Katey questioned, "Baby, I don't wanna suck his cock. Please, let's go home. You can have whatever you want, but from me."
Later, Charlie encouraged Katey to explore her own sexual desires, suggesting, "Close your eyes, Chickie Sweet. Tap into the mood. Let him do what he wants, Shrimp."
Here are two sentences in English that contain the given words: ['Twelve Months - March', 'mf', 'submissive'] and follow from this updated text:
After spending a lively evening at the comedy club, the group decided to celebrate the start of March, the first day of 'Twelve Months' in their shared calendar, by continuing the festivities at Charlie's apartment. The atmosphere was already electric due to the weed and wine, but Mitch, sensing that his girlfriend was feeling submissive, decided to take advantage.
Charlie, recognizing Katey's submissive demeanor that night, planned to introduce her to a new level of intimacy, saying, "Close your eyes, Chickie Sweet. Tap into the mood. Let him do what he wants, Shrimp." This statement was made while referring to Mitch and their shared 'mf' encounter.