Allison and Anita bundled young Jason out of the club, barely pausing to grab their coats. Outside they hailed one of the waiting cabs and piled onto its back seat. On the way home the two women could barely keep their hands off of the bewildered youth; or each other. The taxi driver periodically looked back to see the two exotic looking women alternately kissing the eighteen year old and sometimes sliding forward and kissing each other; or fondling Jason’s crotch and sometimes stroking each other’s thighs. The handsome young teenager merely wore a look of confused embarrassment, topped off with a foolish grin.
“Lucky bastard,” thought the cabbie, as he swerved his taxi sharply for the third time since beginning the short journey across town.
Back at the house, the slim Indian woman grasped the young man’s hand and playfully pulled him out of the taxi. The youth was already sporting a prodigious hard on.. Meanwhile her black friend paid the cabbie off, tipping him generously, as she didn’t seem inclined to wait around for any change. The taxi driver drove round to a secluded street and beat his meat for a few minutes, before the lure of fresh fares drew him back to the town centre.
Inside the house, the two women threw off their coats and escorted their guest upstairs. To Jason they were a confusing exciting blur of short shimmery and glittery material and exotic dark flesh, barely visible in the half-light of an energy saving light bulb.
“Our room, or the play room?” asked Anita as they reached the landing.
“Hmmm… Our room I think,” replied Allison. “Maybe we’ll move around a bit later.”
With that, the two dark skinned 24 year olds pulled the unresisting youth into the room that they most often shared. |