Gemini Triad Ch. 01
Keywords: 01, Triad, Ch., Gemini,
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" Author's apology: It's been called to my attention that the third time I mentioned Hong Kong in the prologue, I spelled it Hong "Cong". I checked; and, yep, I sure did. Finger and mind's eye errors on my part; I typed it, then missed catching it when I proofread. Sorry. But, shit happens.
Now, to quickly recap the prologue; Gemini (formally a boy known as Choi in Macho, just in case you somehow missed that) has gotten the position of personal assistant to Solitaire, the "socially beleaguered" mistress of Le Mirage—a vaguely gothic mansion located somewhere in the American southwest.
We know that Gemini is an adorably sexy, half-caste Oriental transsexual; that Solitaire is a stunning redhead and that her mulatto daughter, Domino, is someone Gemini considers to be a hot little chocolate chip. We are also fairly certain that Solitaire and Domino are incestuous lesbians. Or, are they?
What say we pick up this story the following morning and see where our acquired knowledge, and also your preconceived presumptions, leads? "
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Solitaire was already gone when Gemini came downstairs in the morning, which was just as well. Despite being sexually active with others since the age of ten, she had actually felt embarrassed at her clitty getting hard the night before.
And this she found puzzling. She had been in the professional sex industry for the last nine years; one woman naked in a bubble bath and another woman skinning off her panties preparatory to joining the first one in the tub, with her standing there watching, her clitty becoming hard was only natural. With all the customers she had escorted, her clitty being hard and useful was not only expected, it was the very reason she had been hired in the first place.
The kitchen maid was just leaving the dinning room when Gemini entered; the breakfast she had requested the night before already neatly laid out on the table—juice, quarter of a melon, a fresh croissant, and black coffee. A crystal ashtray sat off to one side. "Thank you," she said to the woman's back. She got no response.
Shaking her head, Gemini dismissed the perpetually dower-faced maid's rudeness from her mind, picked up the juice glass, and sat down. What wasn't so easily dismissed was her reaction the night before. By the time she had finished her breakfast and was lighting her first cigarette of the day, she could only attribute the unexplainable embarrassment of her clitty getting hard to two things. First, to this not being an escort, to the woman in the tub being her employer and the one skinning off her panties her employer's twenty-two year old daughter. Second, that there could be no doubt that Solitaire and Domino were incestuous lesbians. The devastating combination of this doubly kinky arraignment was the only thing that made any sort of logical sense.
Solitaire was nowhere to be found downstairs in the central or the east wing of the mansion (the west wing was off limits to Gemini—no explanation given) and with her assistant duties not as yet lined out, Gemini went back up to her room. It was a gorgeous morning—sunny and warm, perfect for some sunbathing out on the garden terrace. So, changing into a white bikini, she opened the drapes, but stopped short of sliding open the glass door. Domino was already out there sunbathing... topless.
She had seen Domino's bare breasts the night before, but even lying on her back, reading a book, her exposed breasts barely sagged against her chest and her black-cherry nipples appeared to be hard. This could present an unwanted problem; her clitty getting embarrassingly hard again from looking at this pretty chocolate girl's delectable tits.
Taking the sensible precaution of tucking her clitty back and tight up into the crack of her ass—so there would be no telltale bulge in the front of her skimpy bikini bottom to give her secret away—Gemini went out and joined Domino. "Where's Solitaire this morning?" she asked pleasantly.
"It's Wednesday," Domino answered from behind her book. "Wednesday mornings are golf with the girls."
Her employer's daughter being unabashedly topless, Gemini considered discarding her own top, but opted for discretion instead (for the time being anyway) and spread out her towel a couple feet away. "Do you play, Domino?"
"I join her on the weekends; an afternoon round Saturday, then morning and afternoon rounds on Sunday. I'll never be good enough to turn pro, so 54 holes in a week is more than enough for me, thank you."
"I just started taking lessons a month ago," Gemini replied. "So, you've got to be a lot better than I am."
"That's something we'll find out," Domino responded flatly. "Once Solitaire finds out you golf, you'll be expected to fill out our weekend threesome into foursome."
"I think I'd like that." Gemini stretched out on her stomach, her head even with Domino's feet, but safely facing away from the pretty girl. This way, she wouldn't be able to accidentally glimpse Domino's tits, further decreasing the odds of her clitty becoming hard. "You two could probably teach me lot."
"More than you can imagine, Gemini," Domino said with a titter in her voice.
Gemini blinked at that cryptic reply. As if things around here weren't already strange enough, what had that odd titter in Domino's voice been all about? Gemini, crossed her arms, laid her head on them and closed her eyes. Whatever it had been about, she would find out when she found out... and not before.
Half an hour later, Gemini was getting a crick in her neck and, without thinking, she lolled her head over in the opposite direction. And there before her suddenly very wide eyes was the answer... or at least the telltale sign of it. There was an unmistakable bulge in Domino's bikini bottom, and it wasn't being cause by her having a very pronounced pubic mound. The distinctive outline of that bulge was unmistakable. It was the exact same sort of bulge she would have in her bikini bottom if she didn't have her clitty uncomfortably wedged into the crack of her ass.
Solitaire's pretty daughter, Domino, was a "special girl", a "lady-boi", just like she was!
The realization of this caused the present "arraignment" of her own clitty to become more than a little uncomfortable. She had a choice; get up facing away from Domino and go back into her room, or dig in her bikini bottom and bring her hardening clitty back out where it belonged, which would require wrapping her hand around it... a desirable, but possibly not a real good idea if Domino caught her.
Domino made the decision for her. "Want to see it, Gemini?" she nonchalantly inquired from behind her book.
There was at least a partial invite... more than enough of an invite for horny Gemini. "Yes," she answered and sat up. "I would like to see your... your..."
Domino peeked around her book. "What would you call it, sweet thing?"
Gemini's unconscious answer was, "Your boi clitty."
"I like that," Domino chuckled. "From now on, what I have is a boi clitty." She picked up a hot pink feather, wedged it into the book to mark her place and set the book aside. "Well, what are you waiting for? Come get your look at my boi clitty." Gemini was instantly on her knees, but Domino stopped her right there. "You wanna peek at my boi clitty, you gotta take that top off first. You've seen my titties, now I want to see yours."
That was only fair. Gemini quickly untied her top and let it fall.
"Nice," Domino said with a low whistle of appreciation. "More than a mouthful each, and very nice pink nipples, too. Are they always hard like that?"
"They were already a little hard when I came out here," Gemini confessed. "But, getting to see your clitty has got them even harder." She took her hard nipples between her fingers and tweaked them. "And now they hurt soooo good."
"Oh, I'll take real care of them for you, baby," Domino promised and lifted her hips. "Now, peel my bikini panties off and see what you missed by hurrying out on last night."
Anxiously, Gemini peeled Domino's bikini panties down her elevated hips... and there it was; Domino's boi clitty. Semi-hard, it was six inches long, not thick, and a darker shade of chocolate then the rest of her unmarred complexion. It was a gorgeous boi clitty, with a thick tuft of crinkly black hair above and a shaved scrotum beneath. Gemini wrapped her hand around Domino's sweet chocolate clitty—it felt so good thickening in her fist... hot, and the attached testicles would be full of delicious "lady-boi" girlie juice.
The thought of Domino's cum erupting from the end of her clitty was making Gemini's mouth water and, since Domino was making no move to stop her, she lowered her face and kissed the spongy head. She laved it with her the flat of tongue, especially the sensitive area right under the crown. By the time she had given the head a good tongue bath, the entire clitty was now hard. She closed her mouth over the head and, with her fist against her lips, she went down on it until her pinkie finger was against Domino's pubis. She removed her fist and took the rest of Domino's boi-clitty into her mouth, the head easily slipping past the long-practiced point of any gag reflex.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Domino murmured and squirmed as Gemini expertly deep-throated her. "You've done this before, you naughty girl."
Gemini kept her lips tightly pursed as she drew her mouth up and off Domino's clitty. She swiveled her eyes to the left and grinned. "Have you ever known a girl like us who hasn't?"
Domino's brow furrowed. "Like us?"
Gemini's own clitty was no longer wedged in her ass—it was too hard for that now, but still being held bent backwards by her bikini bottom it was damned uncomfortable... almost painful. She had been doing her best to ignore her discomfort. She had wanted to get Domino off. She had wanted the hot girlie cum from Domino's clitty flooding her mouth, sliding down her throat, pooling warmly in her belly... so badly.
But, her unconscious slip of the tongue needed some explaining, and showing was always better understood than telling.
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Keywords: 01, Triad, Ch., Gemini,