Dental Assistant Pt. 01

After a quick greeting with the dentist's wife Irene, 60, overweight and focused on her secretarial tasks. I must be the last appointment, there's no one else is in the waiting room; I'm there for my annual cleaning. After scanning all the old magazines, I choose a chair to see down the hallway, there are 2 rooms on either side with dentist chairs past Irene's desk. I check the generic scenery artwork hanging on the walls, then watch the fish in the aquarium on the far wall for several minutes.

A blonde gal, short hair, well built, stocky, decent body, crosses the hall to the other room; she must be their new assistant. A minute later I spot a redhead exit the room the blonde went into; I'm confused; twins; she has the same build, appearance, and similar hairdo as the blonde.

A tall gal, mid 30's, exits from the same room, long black wavy hair. A confident, purposeful strut, a sensuous, seductive stride, hips swaying, upper body erect, sheer black nylons, one red high heeled foot directly in front of the other. A royal blue, mid-thigh dress, plunging neckline, an almost completely exposed cleavage. She makes eye contact with me as she enters the waiting area, smiles seductively. She's stunning, sultry blue eyes, just a slight bit of makeup, just enough to enhance her natural beauty. I instantly assume she's a model; she smiles... I smile, she nods as she passes me. I stare at her slender legs and ass; yes... I imagine my hands on her hips, the blue dress hiked up around her waist, I'm doing her doggy style.

She glances back and catches my stare; precisely the sexy look I was fantasizing; she giggles, almost like she knows my fantasy. As the door closes... I weigh the option of catching up to her and trying my luck... my fervid fantasy is interrupted by a young girl's voice.

"Henry, this way please" The assistant is standing beside the receptionist who is holding her purse and has put on a light coat.

"Good night." Irene says to everyone as she passes me.

I now understand my confusion, the assistant has her hair parted down the center, one side is blonde the other side a rust, red, color.

The elderly dentist meets us in the hallway, he too has removed his white smock and has a windbreaker on, they say good night to each other.

I watch her hips sway as she walks; another vivid image pops into my mind... stopping by the office door, she extends her hand, gesturing me to enter. "Please have a seat Henry,"

I see her nametag 'Leanne' but I'm really checking out her abundant cleavage, straining to see if they are restricted by a bra, a rather large portion of her ample breasts are displayed.

"How are you Leanne, a long day?" I ask as I sit.

"A pleasant one," once my legs are up, she tilts the chair, so I am almost prone, she puts her arm around me as she attaches the bib resting on my chest; her uniform covered breast presses my cheek.

"Your hair is both bold and attractive?" I compliment her "Couldn't you decide?" I chuckle.

"Every few months I change color on one side; 2 months ago, the red side was black, next trip to the hairdresser, the blonde side will be ashen, a light grey, maybe I'll add some thin blue streaks."

"My wife would say you are seeking your identity, not knowing your true self."

"Really, how do you deduce that?" She sits to my right, adjusts the very bright light above me.

"My wife is a psychology professor at the local campus; we often discuss subconscious actions, personality traits of people we meet, mostly her students. She often brings some interesting student home; so, I also have developed a good understanding of reading young women."

She brings the arm with dental tray of tools closer, "Really, from that statement I have 2 questions; first... why is your wife bringing home students, isn't that sort of taboo, isn't student fraternization a reason for dismissal?"

"Maybe in high school, these are consenting adults." I decide to test my intuition. "My wife is bi; she especially enjoys young pussy, so she seduces sexy, single students." I twist slightly to make eye contact. "She particularly likes initiating them into lesbianism, being their first same sex encounter." Pausing, I add, those she takes her time and trains them properly." As expected, I see my words having an effect. "She invites the Bi curious one's home for threesomes, often entire weekends."

I'm watching Leanne's reaction, reading her. Her breathing has changed, and a noticeable reddening of her upper chest area; yes, I'm correct, this gal is easily seducible. "The second?" I ask.

She has chosen a dental pick, but seems to be evaluating my words, unfocused on my teeth cleaning.

"I am curious about your initial, personal, evaluation of me." She's resting her right hand on the tray, left above my head.

"You are voluptuous, proud of your sexy body, very easily aroused, quite afraid of commitment, resulting in a sporadic sex life. Your hair indicates a naughty and nice personality a yin yang conflict in emotions, or actually all aspects of your life. You are searching for a wholesome relationship, but fear finding one. You constantly change your hair because you aren't comfortable with who you are. You need guidance."

She leans back, releases the tool, obviously intently curious to continue this odd conversation.

"Really, although I agree with some of your assessment; explain to me why you think that?"

"Sure, when I told you my wife enjoys eating young pussy, your breathing changed, and you bit your lower lip. Therefore, thinking about her having sex with girls aroused you, that got you wet. Leanne, I can smell your arousal secretions, so you're likely not wearing panties, thus making the aroma so intense... so I figure no panties, another indicator of your naughty side. You also wear 3 rings; one on either side of your ring finger to announce you're not in a relationship."

I believe you really enjoy sex, but don't get much, you most likely masturbate often, fantasizing about women or maybe watch wild orgies porn."

"Wow, I am impressed, not sure I can agree totally with all of that." She wiggles in her seat. "Yes, I'm wet, I was aroused before you arrived, so I removed my damp thong. I'm intrigued at your... uhm, close correctness, I would like to know more."

"Ok, why were you previously aroused?"

"The previous patient and I were flirting, we both confided we desire woman sex."

"Leanne, if you are lusting lesbian relations, you truly need to meet my wife?"

"Uh, yes... I... um... am interested." She is cherry red, blushing.

"Leanne, your scent has gotten even stronger, your nipples are hard; your extremely sexually aroused... craving stimulation." I turn on my side, move the tray away, making a bold move, I put my hand on her knee "allow me to get you off," I run my hand up her inner leg, from her knee to her crotch, "or if you wish, I'll leave, so you can at least masturbate."

Her eyes widen, her facial expression is apprehension, yet her legs' part; she has a rather large puffy mound, my fingertips glide along her wet lips, she moans, as I tease her wet labia, then find her clitoris, gingerly circling it.

"OOHHhh, uhhh, well, uhhh," She gasps, then as if telling a secret, shyly continues, Paula is returning, as soon as you leave." Leanne succumbs, "MMmm," her breathing changes.

"Paula?" My first two fingers sink between the warm folds "The stunning dark-haired vixen who was the previous appointment... she's who got you this horny?" My fingers tenderly exploring her inner lips, my thumb toying her clit. "We made eye contact as she was leaving, I saw the lust in her eyes, she was extremely aroused, she has a wedding ring, so you just met her, didn't you?"

"Uh, err, yes." Her knees spread even further; "Ohhh... uhhh." Her hand covers mine. "OOhhh... you're guuuud!" Her eyes close, fingers following on top of mine.

"Leanne, she came on to you, didn't she? You haven't had much previous sexual relations with women, have you?" I'm slowly searching the warm walls with my first two fingers, knowing where to locate the g spot, my thumb on her clit.

"Uh huh!" Her hand squeezes mine,

"Ohhh, ggaaawd... uhhh." Her other hand squeezes her boob.

"You are attracted to her risqué eroticism? She is likely in a dying marriage, seeking a thrill," My fingers return to pressure her g spot.

"MMmm... uuuhhh..."

My thumb brushing across her tiny kernel... "Both of you being curious, you hinted at a discreet lesbian liaison." I'm moving a bit quicker, knowing she's close, more deliberate, intent on giving her a quality finger fuck orgasm.

"Uhhhh huuuhh" She moans, "Ohhh, yes." Her fingers move under her bra to squeeze her boob.

"Did she already agree to have sex with you?" My fingers rubbing her extremely sensitive internal spot. Her climax rapidly approaching.

"Uhhhh" She moans, "Ohhh, mmmm..." her eyes close, her hand goes under her clothes to manipulate her nipple.

"She agreed to meet."

I'm wiggling my fingertips on her g spot.

Her eyes open... lust filled... barely able to speak,

"Uhhh... see where... oohhh... it leads." Her hand goes behind my neck. Staring intently... Leanne squirms... her climax rapidly approaching. I pause, my fingers hold steady...

"I... uhhh... I'mm uuhhh... cummming."

I pause, not wanting her to climax yet. I have a different plan in mind. I remove my fingers, lift them to her mouth... before they reach her lips, she instinctively licks them. "You, like that flavor, don't you?" I press my digits between her lips.

"Uuuhhh huuhh." Sucking them rather furiously.

I pull them out of her mouth. Her face contorts, her eyes pleading her fingers take mine, pushing them to her vulva. "Please... uuhh... finish meee." Her eyes close.

I stop, knowing she's on the cusp... she gasps, "Noooh... aaahhh... pleeeze."

She inhales sharply and exhales loudly; looks at me bewildered.

I sit upright, gaze into her lust filled eyes. Her mouth is open, head cocked to the side, her body tense, awaiting the quivering satisfaction she expected. I hold her cheeks, "Leanne, how about a sure thing, rather than a maybe? All three of us go to my house for supper, my experienced wife will orally pleasure you both, you'll all likely get to taste each other."

Her eyes sparkle, a knowing smile "Are you sure?"

I put my fingers on her knees, give her a nod "Of course, it's what she does, it's what she craves."

Excitedly she queries, "How do we get Paula to agree to that?"

"She is waiting outside for me to leave, right?"

"Yes." She gives a slight nod.

"Ok, you lock up, I'll meet you outside." I remove the bib.

"Wait, won't you finish me?" She sounds distraught.

I stand, "No... and don't you" I wave my finger. "You'll have a better orgasm with Sheila... or Paula... a lesbian explosion."

"Oh, geezuuss." She sighs, standing straightening her uniform.

"Don't," I slap her ass; turn and exit the building. I walk directly to Paula sitting in her car.

As I approach, she smiles, rolls down the driver's window. I rest my hands on the car, lean down to eye level, "Paula, I'm Henry... Leanne explained to me you are planning a likely lesbian liaison. Are you an experienced lesbian or just currently exploring, anticipating a same sex experience?"

Seemingly unfazed at this stranger inquiring about her sex interests. Her gorgeous eyes sparkling, "No, I'm not experienced, however for several years, I have fantasized about being with a sexy gal." She twists in her seat, so it's more comfortable to peer at me. "My marriage is failing... I was attracted to Leanne, we flirted, I got quite aroused;" she smiled provocatively, "this is my first opportunity."

I nod... my hand goes to her shoulder, to initiate body contact. "My wife, Paula is experienced," I gently squeeze her shoulder, "she trains women for lesbian gratification... several a year, in fact." I rub my thumb up her cheek, my fingers up her neck. "Leanne has agreed to meeting her and we request your presence, joining us for supper." My fingers move to the back of her neck, my thumb to her earlobe. I lean close whisper, "You're a stunning female, my wife will be thrilled to meet you; I guarantee you a special dessert; you will have several exceptional lesbian orgasms." Leanne arrives; she extends her hand to Paula.

"Ok yes, let's do it." Paula places her hand in Leanne's. "I've been anxiously sitting here, actually playing with myself, I want to taste your pussy, and I yearn to have my lips licked,"

I present my juice covered fingers to Paula. "Here's an appetizer," Paula licks my fingers before sucking them. "I think Leanne's perhaps hornier than you."

I pull my fingers away, "Ok, follow me then," I chuckle, "but no masturbating on route."

I Text Sheila: I interrupted a lesbian liaison at the dentist office, bringing 2 extremely aroused, sexy, women for supper. Order food, we will arrive in 20 minutes. Call me after food is ordered, I'll fill you in with more info.

Chapter 2

The door opens my wife Sheila steps back, legs slightly parted, hands on her hips, a 'Wonder Woman' pose.

Sheila's sexy as fuck, wearing only a black, see-through lace cover up, red garter and black fish net stockings. Her voluptuous well-tanned body totally visible, as the cover up is open. Sheila's 30, short light brown hair; cute, round face, brown eyes, 5'10", most of her height comes from long, athletic legs. She prides herself in her appearance... and it appears our guests are impressed.

As we step inside; Sheila places both hands on Leanne's shoulders, eyes slowly, carefully scanning the youthful body. "Enticing, voluptuous body, ravishing, corrigible, definitely submissive." She turns Leanne, running her hands over her breasts, down her sides, around her hips, squeezing her bum.

"Oh my... very aroused... such a savory scent, delectable, you're emitting a powerful fragrance, so no panties... delightfully naughty."

Sheila turns her, unzips her uniform far enough down her back to unclasps the red bra.

"These must go" She abruptly pushes Leanne aside...

"Oh my, my, Paula; your divinely exquisite." Sheila stares into her eyes for several moments, her fingers come to both cheeks, caress across... to the back of her neck, up to squeeze her earlobes; she tilts her head, presses her lips to Paula's.

A gentle, intimate kiss, lasting more than a minute, separating, she whispers, "You are stunning, a luscious, alluring beauty."

Sheila, maintaining eye contact, runs her fingertips down the inside of Paula's arms, transferring fluidly to her hips, resting momentarily, maintaining eye contact, appearing to look deep into her soul. Fingers gliding up, following her sexy, hourglass curves, to her armpits, then inward, cupping the underside of both breasts, squeezing the large mounds, her thumbs push firmly inward, depressing the nipples through the dress fabric, holding, she gives her another kiss.

"You are also, extremely aroused, but disappointingly wearing panties." Sheila drops to her knees, reaches up under the dress, and hastily, yanks them down.

"Damn, you have a sensuous aroma," Sheila loudly inhales. "Enticing, musky, fishy, so fucking tempting." Her fingertips resting behind Paula's knees.

"Lift your dress Paula" Paula lifts it, right over her head and tosses it aside, Sheila uses her right forefinger and thumb to squeeze as much of Paula's pubic mound as possible... seemingly squishing her inner labia out... as her fingers search Paula's genitalia; her left hand starts at Paula's knee and glides slowly up to squeeze a butt cheek.

Paula's body is strikingly similar to Sheila's, definitely larger, darker brown areole, and longer nipples, and darker labia, her entire pubic area, has a reddish-brown skin tone.

Two fingers separate the dark curly pubes, exposing bright red inner labia and her thumb grazes the little nub at the top of the salacious, slick slit.

"MMM hmmm," Paula moans. A twist of Sheila's hand, her thumb remains in clit contact, a finger slides easily into Paula's eagerly awaiting wet pussy, Sheila's thumb tenderly rotates on the sensitive clitoris as a second digit penetrates. Paula's eyes close, head tilts back, "Uuuunngghhhh..." she moans loudly, her body quivers; it appears to me she's already climaxing. From my vantage point beside them I can tell Sheila's left finger is teasing Paula's puckered anus. This may be her first fingering female orgasm.

I notice Leanne, gawking at the tantalizing scene, I move behind her, she takes my hands wraps my arms around her, she lays her head back, "cooing", twists to gaze at me, "Finger me, finish me; gawd I'm so fucking horny."

I softly whisper. "No... you're here for licentious lesbian licks... wait your turn, maybe later I'll get the opportunity to fuck you." I hug her tightly, "Sheila will make you beg, then you'll scream for more." I nuzzle her neck, whispering, "I hope we can have a threesome." I kiss her neck.

"Yes," Sheila licks Paula's wet slit from bottom to top; "I shall enjoy consuming this succulent treat." Her lips tug the sensitive, engorged clitoris.

"Mmmm hhmmm... uuuuhhh!" Paula's body stiffens... yes... she's orgasming. Sheila rises, attaches her mouth to Paula's, as she fingers both orifices.

"OHH... mmyyy... gaaaahhhh... aaahhhWWWWD!" Paula's knees bend, her hands surround Sheila's neck, likely to maintain her balance.

Sheila whispers in her ear. "You've dreamed of this, but never experienced it; how bad do you want a female 69 Paula?" She kisses the nape of her neck and licks up to nibble an earlobe. Paula doesn't speak, she sighs, "OOHH... ffuuu... uuuuhhhk" she simply groans and nods.

"I will devour your succulent cunt Paula, suck all that savory juice you produce, and I hope you'll reciprocate in kind."

Sheila swipes her own pussy, lifting the glistening digits to Paula's mouth. "I'll teach you the proper way to eat pussy." Sheila smears Paula's lips with her tangy nectar, Paula's tongue noisily slurps her fingers. Sheila pushes her fingers into her mouth, her left-hand gingerly rolls a nipple as she sucks the other elongated nipple.

Paula appears ready to faint,

"OOOHHH FFUUU... UUUUCK" Paula shudders uncontrollably once more.

"Your boobs are glorious," sucking on her right nipple. "A delightful handful," Squeezing the globe, "a delectable mouthful," Sheila tries to suck the entirety of it into her mouth, while prudently pinching the other long nipple. She sucks each; her right two fingers still pulsing in Paula's pussy, the thumb rubbing across her clitoris.

Paula again moans loudly, "GEEE... ZUUUSS... KEEE... RRYYYYST." She is trembling, twitching from the intensity of her multiple orgasm.