Crossing the Rubicon

Author's note:

As always, reading the earlier chapters will give you better context.

In case you can't be bothered with all of that, here is a synopsis for you:

Rune, the runt of the family, and only son, grew up with four over achieving sisters and shunned by his parents and siblings, lived the life of a loner, dressed in their feminine 'hand me downs'. He was befriended by Becca, a hot soccer player, at College. She discovered he had a pair of his sister's underwear and encouraged him to live the life he wants to live, dressed as a woman, something Becca, and his landlords, finds a huge turn on. Along the way Rune's had an interludes with Becca, nights out with her team and is currently on a dirty weekend away with his landlords.

And remember, this is not real life. It is just a story folks!

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The sound of the shower from the ensuite bathroom woke me. Opening one eye, then the other, I found myself still cuddled into Stella in the king-sized bed at the lake house. Darkness had fallen outside.

One of my hands was still trapped between Stella's damp thighs. We smelt like stale sweat and sex, which wasn't surprising after what just happened. Stella must have already been awake as the moment I stirred she shifted, freed my hand and moved off the bed and beckoned me to follow, her naked form moving off with sensual grace.

She opened the door and bright light and steam hit us. Along the opposite wall was a large shower area, separated from us by a glass shower screen with a walk around opening to the left. A smiling Steve stood under the huge rain head his dick hardening at the sight of us.

Stella moved behind the screen and Steve pulled her into a long passionate kiss. She then pulled away from him and pushed him over to a long built in platform seat, just out of the showers range. He put a hand on his now erect penis and looked at us both. She then returned to the water and stood motionless in the center of the steam and heavy droplets, before stepping to the edge of the cascading droplets and motioning me to join her. I stepped around the partition and moved to her, my own erection leading the way.

"You are the only one of us who hasn't cum yet." She said.

I looked at her and smiled. "It was all about you earlier." I said.

She grabbed me by the tip of my penis and pulled me under the water with her. The water was scalding hot. She embraced me in a hard kiss, one hand behind my head, the other in the small of my back, her tongue probing hungrily into my mouth. One of my legs made its way between hers. My erection was sandwiched between us, twitching in the heat of the water and the stimulation of her flesh pressed against mine.

We spun slightly and Steve came into view. He was slowly stroking away at his hardness. Stella reached out and grabbed a bar of soap from the inset shelf in the wall and began scrubbing me, washing away all traces of our earlier escapades. Every time she touched my breast forms the area under them tingled and warmed. They may have not been real, but I was getting pleasurable sensations from any contact she gave them. She then handed me the bar and I scrubbed at her, the lemongrass aroma of the soap becoming more present the more I worked at her.

She then stepped out of the water and pulled me towards her.

"Scrub me some more?" She asked.

I nodded and went in again with the bar, and the suds, without the falling water to wash them away, quickly built up on her skin. Washing her full breasts was an amazing feeling, and I took my time with them, making sure they were well scrubbed, before moving down her torso, avoiding her mound, but noting the aroused state of her pussy lips, before doing one leg and then the other.

She turned to face Steve, and I soaped at her back and then ass, before doing the backs of her legs. I then stood and admired the scene.

Putting the soap down I started to massage her neck, and then shoulders, and then ran one hand down her spine and between her ass cheeks. She gasped and spread her legs for me. I took the hand back up to her shoulder blades and ran it down the same path, this time continuing under her ass and over her pussy lips to her mound, making sure to scrub that zone and making sure that Steve saw every motion.

She reached back and pulled me into her. My erection ended up in her butt crack. She turned her head and I kissed her as she ground her cheeks against me, her warm soapy skin sliding pleasurably against my hardness. She then bent forward, reached for my cock and pulled it between her legs.

She stood up, and my erection pulsed, encased between her thighs and her hot outer lips. I gasped at the change in sensation and the thought that my hardness was so close to her insides. She then slowly thigh fucked me. I had no better place to put my hands, so I held onto her hips. The sensation was glorious,

"Do you like seeing me with her cock wedged into my thigh gap Steve?"

He nodded and continued stroking.

She gave me a few more slow and sensuous strokes with her thighs.

"If I moved my hips and bent a bit, I'm sure I could spear myself onto her. Would you like to see her fuck me?"

I gasped. She had read my mind. I was just imagining that very scene.

"Stella. No!"

She continued her action. The scene in my mind continued on in concert with her motions, but with her now impaled upon me.

He looked at her with concern.

"Stella! Don't you dare!"

"Okay." She said. "I won't."

She gave another slow stroke of thigh and lips along my length. My senses were on fire and I was starting to feel my orgasm build.

"But the thought of her fucking me, spearing into my depths, firing her seed into my womb gets you excited doesn't it?"

I groaned. So did Steve.

And then she stepped forward, dismounting me and went to him and they kissed.

I stood there gasping, with my dick pulsing.

When she eventually turned, she pushed me back into the heat of the water and knelt down on the tiles.

She erotically rubbed her hands over the suds that still clung to her body, before taking a breast in one hand and squeezing at it. Her other hand floated down her stomach to her pussy, where a finger moved to plunge up into her wetness. She leaned back, putting her ass on her heels and spread her knees. The finger was joined by a second, then third digit.

Her head snapped back and her eyes closed, as she plunged her fingers into herself again, and again, and again as her body undulated and her moans quickly built.

Steve, realizing that she getting close, stood up and staggered towards her and gave a few brutal tugs on his manhood and fired off just as she orgasmed. The first shot hit her on the cheek, and she moaned and bucked, then his next round hit her tits, and then he coated her stomach with his other shots. All this whilst she was working her way through the depths of her climax.

Steve and I just watched her in awe as she just stayed there, twitching in her post orgasmic state.

I moved towards her and stepped over the lower part of her body, till I was almost straddling her shoulders, and placed the tip of my penis to her lips. She opened her eyes and hungrily engulfed me, and then began to go to town on my cock.

My hips began to fuck into her delightful oral cavity as she worked at me, one hand on my ass, the other on the base of my cock and her lips sliding up and down my length whilst her tongue did all sorts of magic on the flesh inside her mouth. I thought I would get to cum down her throat, but just as I felt myself hit the point of no return, she pushed me out of her and jacked me off onto her face, leaving her covered in my cum.

It was now my turn to come down from an orgasmic high, all whilst looking down on her cum covered beauty below me. I backed off and looked on in wonder as globs of spunk made their way down her face, and then the rest of her body. One particular flow caught my eye as it wound down from between her breasts, to her stomach, where it pooled momentarily in her belly button before heading further south. She must have felt its movement, as she took a hand and ran it down that path, catching up to the main body of fluid and pushing it over her mound and down to her open sex. Her fingers pushing some of it up into her inner sanctum.

I don't know if Steve saw, but I gasped at the thought of my cum being inside of her.

She eventually stood and pulled me into an embrace. Through hazed eyes she looked at me and lured me into a cum flavored kiss and then walked us both into the flow of water from the rainhead. I held the embrace as we engaged in mutual aftercare and the cum washed off her and me, and to the tiles below.

Grabbing at some shampoo, she cleaned her hair, and then did mine. She then reached for the soap and scrubbed at me again, eventually turning me around and smacking me on the ass in a signal that my time here was up.

I looked at Steve, who was stroking himself again, and he moved into the water as I headed out to the other side of the bathroom beyond the glass.

They fucked as I toweled myself off, him at first railing into her from behind, her tits squashed into the glass in front of me, the steam and condensation hiding the rest of their bodies, but not their sounds, then he had her move and he plowed into her as the steam hid them from view.

I exited just as she orgasmed again and went to find some clothes to put on.

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Later that evening we sat round the fire pit holding glasses of bourbon, well satiated by the steaks that Steve had grilled and the salad that Stella and I had prepped. The night had gone cold and the crackling fire, and hard liquor, provided welcome warmth. I was sitting with Stella in a double camp chair and Steve was on a single next to us.

Stella had rung her cousin Valorie whilst we ate, and confronted her with evidence of mischief. Valorie, whom we had seen earlier that day at her medical clinic we had visited, quickly admitted to spiking Stella's apple juice with an SSRI type drug, which messed with Stella's ability to orgasm. When asked why she had done it, Valorie laughed and said she had wanted to introduce a memorable aspect into out dirty weekend away, and that it was all a bit of harmless, if temporarily frustrating, fun.

We chatted about nothingness and then silence fell upon us as we all seemed to get drawn in by the fire, with its orange and yellow twisting and spinning, casting flickering shadows on, and around, us all.

Stella, after some silence, asked me, "So what was up with the way you ate my creampie after Steve pulled out?"

"I don't know. I just did it."

"Rune, you ate his cum from my freshly fucked pussy."

"It is not like I had much choice seeing as I was caught under there at the time. Anyway, that was fluid that came from you, to me, not from him to me."

"But you said you don't like guys in a sexual way. You can justify it that simply?" She asked.

I took a moment and rethought my words. "Sure."

She looked puzzled.

"Look," I said, "I saw that as fluid that came from you. I'm not going to over think it. But if you asked me to stick his dick in my mouth I'd say 'no'. No offence Steve, I'm just not into guys."

I took another sip of my drink.

"Stella, if you've never had any other dick inside your pussy other than Steve's, what about anal? Ever gone there with someone else?"

"I'm just not interested."

"No?"

"No."

"But didn't Steve stick a finger in your ass earlier?" I asked.

"But I was losing my mind. Plus, he just did what you said."

"And look at the result!"

She looked at me for a moment before saying "Sorry, still not interested."

"So Steve," I asked, "You?"

Given Stella asked me, a while ago, to fuck him in the ass, I took it there must have been some story there.

"Long ago, long, long ago, I met a girl who was interested in the idea. But it never eventuated." He said.

"What happened?"

Stella chuckled. "You might as well tell the story Steve."

"This was just before Stella and I got serious about each other. Mary, was her name, and we had fooled around together but she wouldn't let me go all the way with her. She eventually said she'd let me fuck her in the ass, and let me tell you, it was a pretty amazing ass we are talking about, only if she could fuck me in the ass first. So she acquired a strap on and we were all set to do our dirty deeds one night."

"Her parents were out and planning to be out late. We got a little drunk before hand and things got all hot and heavy on her parents bed and she gets all fitted and lubed up. I'm on all fours on the bed and she stands on the mattress behind me. She enters me and drives herself into the hilt in one go. She gives me a second to catch my breath and then she starts going to town on me. She must have got in 15 to 20 really deep drives on my ass."

"At that moment her Momma walks in. All hell breaks loose and I end up taking a few hits to the head and body in my rapid demounting of her daughter and departure from the premises, and I run the three miles home, buck naked. I never saw her again, and as my luck would have it, I have never since found a woman even remotely interested in the idea. But I can still recall the feeling I had as I was anally deflowered. It lives with me to this day."

We all laughed.

"So I guess I'd like to go there, but the opportunity has never presented itself."

Steve then asked me the same question.

"I'm just not interested in men. So not sex that way with a guy. With a woman? I don't know. I don't think I'd be interested in anal. But, as I've learned lately, never say never."

We sat there again in silence, pondering over the conversation we had just had whilst watching the flames dance and jump.

Stella was the first to break the silence.

"Rune, where did you learn to talk dirty like you did?"

I bent in towards her and she met me in a light kiss, the sweetness of the bourbon evident on her lips and the alcohol coming through on her breath.

"Like any youngster nowadays, porn on the internet."

Stella looked at her glass and drained its contents.

"I can't believe I am about to say this, but you two have worn me out. I'm a little sore and need some sleep...and no, that's not code for anything."

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I'd had so many firsts lately. My first fuck. Mt first blowjob. My first time eating a pussy. My first time going out dressed as a girl in public. My first threesome. Waking up that next morning provided another, that being the first time I woke up in the morning next to a woman. And given Steve's location on the other side of the bed, it was also being the first time as an adult that I woke up in the morning next to a married woman, with her husband in the bed.

The first thing I noticed was her hand on my lower stomach and her warm tits pressed into my back. I lay there, taking in the moment, reveling in the warmth of her body, the smell of her, the sounds of birds outside in the morning light.

I moved my leg slightly and felt her stir. Her hand made its was down to my cock and explored there, before going on to cup at my balls. I rolled back into her slightly, giving her better access. I felt myself start to stiffen. She then began to slowly tug me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of he slow and steady motion of her hand going up and down, and up and down, my length.

I gave my muscles a squeeze and she took the hint that there may be some precum on the tip, so on the next upstroke she let go and ran a finger around the top of my head, collected some fluid, and then went back to slowly stroking me. She waited a few minutes and then did the same again. Waited a while and did it again. I was now leaking like a faucet and had a well lubed erection.

She lifted herself up on an elbow and nipped and sucked at my earlobe. I moved my head back towards her and was met with a warm sensual kiss. She then continued to kiss me slowly, passionately and deeply. She then moved and sixty nined me, slowly sucking on my cock, whilst I licked her, enjoying every minute of our slow and tender passion.

I didn't realize Steve wasn't in the room, but saw him come through from the living area just as Stella switched into a missionary position, with her on top. She sucked on my breasts, the warm feeling slowly building underneath them. She then explored my body, kissing me and licking me everywhere, her glorious tits brushing my skin as she did so and sending sparks along my nerves.

Steve had initially seated himself on the chair but now joined us on the bed, stroking at his hardness whilst he watched us.

Eventually Stella moved and sat on my face. I lapped at her sweet folds and she had Steve move so that she could bend to the side and suck at his cock, and then, after a while, move to take my hardness in her mouth. She then alternated on sucking him, and then me. She built the tension slowly, telling us how she was feeling as time and motion passed and her climax slowly rose.

Telling us she was getting close, she moved her mouth back to my dick and took Steve in one of her hands. Her urgency made me build rapidly and it was only seconds after she came on my face that I unloaded into her mouth and Steve fired off into the air above him. She fell down across both of us, and we lay there in our mutual afterglow.

Steve dared us to stay naked all day, so we stayed as we were, despite being marked with our rapidly drying fluids He made a fire in the wood heater and we had buttermilk pancakes with syrup for breakfast.

Stella suggested we played a round of dirty scrabble. After some debate, we decided on the rules. Words had to be dirty in one way or another. The winner overall got to pick one of the losers to demonstrate any word from the board. We ended up with a mix of words from lame to kinky, from ass to cumslut to shibari. Each round stimulated a bit of discussion and, with the heat rising, not just from the heater, we all got a little worked up. I thought I would come up with the win when I put down 'finger' before 'fuck' on a double word score. Steve then conjured up a killer with 'reverse' before 'cowgirl' on a triple word score for 69 points and the win.

He indicated that Stella would have to demonstrate and he went and sat on the sofa. She looked at me and smiled and went to him, turned away from him and straddled him.

"Is this good?" She asked.

"Oh yeah!" He replied.

She pumped on him several times and then leaned back into him and turned her head to kiss him. She then resumed grinding on him.

He groaned.

I could see his slick wetness sliding into her and her hardened clit standing out above the point where he was plowing into her.

I moved to them and went between his legs and hers and touched her there. She bucked at my touch. I then extended my tongue and flicked at her clit.

She moaned.

I did this repeatedly, once making contact with his dick, tasting her on his hardness and causing him to moan.

I moved up to kiss at her tits and she leaned forward for me. I sucked at one, then the other, as her hands went to my head and pushed me into her fullness.

Her moans started to build and Steve started to pant.

I reached down and fingered at her nub and she orgasmed, with Steve coming into her moments later.

I got up and moved away as she lay back on him and they came down from their highs. They made such a beautiful couple and the love between them was obvious as they cuddled.

She moved so that she was standing in front of Steve, legs spread apart and motioned for me to come over and pointed to her dripping pussy. I shook my head but she asked me politely, so I relented and moved in. A long line of the fluid was running down her leg and droplets fell from her folds to the floor below her. I licked at her, cleaning her, and brought her to another leg shaking orgasm as Steve sat there and watched me work.