Break In

Steve Morrison awoke to a sound resembling a giggle which, of
course, was impossible at two o'clock in the morning. They had
no kids so it must have been part of a fleeting dream or
memory.
The next sound was clearly tapping on the front door. He
glanced at Martha, she was sleeping, which was no great surprise.
She had once slept through a 4.5 earthquake and refused to
believe there was an quake until she saw it on the news. Nothing
woke Martha short of 10 minutes of shaking and prodding, not even
sex.
He considered waking her to tell her that he had heard a
noise, then growled in disgust and drew the .38 pistol from the
night stand. Trying to still his shaking hand, he crept from the
bedroom in his double-wide trailer and entered the living
room.
Every shadow was deep and ominous, every noise raised the
hairs on the back of his neck. He swallowed nervously with his
hand on the light switch, then slowly withdrew it.
He stood for a moment looking around, then heard a noise
again. Yes, it was the front, but not the door it was the
window. He squinted at the curtain for some indication of who
was outside, but the only streetlight in the neighborhood was at
the back of the house. He couldn't see a thing. Suddenly the
windows thumped slightly and gently slid aside. Steve was
breathing harshly now, not sure if he should shout at the
burglar, or wait for him to enter.
His mind raced at the possibilities. The thief could have a
gun, and there could be several of them. If he was killed they
would certainly kill Martha too. She would never know what hit
her. Of course he could simply open fire now, but the law
frowned on people shooting a thief while he was still outside.
Why? Steve had no earthly idea, probably because they had never
been in his position.
Steve grabbed the pistol in both hands to keep it from
shaking so badly and slid down the wall until he was squatting on
the floor. His knees were too weak to stand. He had never been
so frightened in his life. Then it happened, the curtain moved
aside and one body entered the room. In a moment a second
followed and Steve was suddenly outnumbered.
"Open the door so we can get out fast," a harsh voice
whispered in the darkness. Steve squinted in the direction of
the voice, but the people were now shrouded in shadows. He was
surprised that they couldn't hear his terrified breathing coming
from his side of the room. It was loud in his own ears.
He wanted to just open fire and end the suspense once and for
all, but what if he didn't kill them? What if he didn't hit
anything at all. Then they would be armed and he wouldn't. And
suppose he needed more ammo? Why didn't he think to bring
more.
He heard the click of the deadbolt, then the doorknob
rattled. In a moment a small light came on and shined around the
far side of the room. Steve was too terrified to speak out, but
he knew they would find him soon. He had to do something.
The sound of a gun being cocked was horrifyingly loud. Steve
realized it was his pistol, he had pulled back the hammer.
"Freeze or your dead meat," he finally whispered. He couldn't
believe he'd said that, it was like something out of a bad movie.
But it was all he could think of at the time.
"Shit!" a voice said and the light was flashed in his
eyes.
"Drop the light or die!" he said, rather proud of his new
line. Could they see how terrified he was? Probably not from
that distance. Should he shoot now? They might be lining up
their own guns at him while the light was in his eyes.
"Shit, mister, don't shoot," a distinctively female voice
whispered as the light suddenly shined on the ceiling.
"Oh God, I can't believe this," another female said.
"Girls?" Steve asked in relieved wonder.
"No shit," a voice said from the dark. Steve stood and
flipped on the light. He couldn't believe his eyes. Not only
were they girls, but he knew them. They only lived about half a
mile away in the next trailer park. Both were in their late
teens or early twenties. They used to walk by his house every
day until they graduated. Hell, they had even talked to Martha a
few times on the way by.
"What the hell are you doing?" he realized how stupid the
question was after he asked it.
"We came to clean?" the black-haired girl said with a shrug
and a frightened smile.
"This is a fucking nightmare," the cute blonde said. She
dropped a pillow case on the floor and slid down to sit on the
hearth.
"What I mean is why should you steal? You're both young and
beautiful, you sure as hell don't look like thieves."
The blonde gave a grunt of disgust. "Because we're young and
pretty, but we're also hungry and can't find jobs. It came down
to stealing, starving, or selling pussy. I don't plan on selling
my pussy for food and dying of aids."
Steve couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't
believe any of it.
"Call the cops and get it over with," the cute blonde said,
leaning back against the hearth.
"If you go to jail any chance at a normal life will be over,"
Steve said as he moved to the phone. "What a fucking waste," he
said, looking at them again with a shake of his head.
"Hey mister, maybe we can work something out," the black-
haired girl said with a shaky smile. The blonde glanced up at
her, then quickly at Steve with a hopeful look. It took Steve a
moment understand what they were driving at, then his eyes
widened.
"We have a hell of a lot to offer, I would be more than
willing," the cute blonde said. She looked Steve over from head
to toe, then smiled. "What about it? We do anything and you
forget you ever saw us?"
"Holy shit," Steve breathed. He glanced at the bedroom, then
back at the two girls. He was nearly forty and never considered
screwing a young teen again. For him, that part of his life was
over. Now he was being offered every man's dream, right there in
his living room. And the best part was, he had them over a
barrel, he could demand anything he wanted and they would do
it.
"Maybe," he said thoughtfully. "But it would have to be
something really spectacular. Otherwise I'll just call the cops
and go back to bed."
"Anything," the black-haired girl said with a toss of her
head. Her answer was definitely a challenge.
"You name it and we'll do it, as long as you promise to
forget you ever saw us," the cute blonde said as she stood.
"Anything?"
"Yeah, what do you have in mind mister Morrison?" the blonde
asked while unbuttoning her shirt.
"No, not here," Steven said, glancing at the bedroom. "I
have a guest bedroom at the other end of the house... wait a
minute," he glanced at the bedroom door again and a sly smile lit
his face. "I know exactly what I want."
Steve looked the blonde over carefully and nodded. She had
short hair, similar to his, and a skinny body. In the dark she
could be mistaken for him, under the blankets.
"Have you ever eaten another woman?" he asked the blonde.
"No," she glanced at the black-haired girl, then back at
Steve with a significant glance.
"Well this will be your first time then. I want you to eat
my wife while she's asleep. I do it all the time, she never
wakes up until her orgasm, then she just moans and goes back to
sleep again."
"Me? No way!"
"You know the alternative," he said, looking at the phone.
The blonde gave him a desperate look, then glanced at her friend.
Steve realized that she might be willing, but she was afraid of
what her friend would think or say.
"You," he pointed at the black-haired beauty, "will eat her
while she's eating my wife."
"I can't eat Linda, she's my best friend," the black-haired
girl said.
"Look girls," Steve slipped the pistol into the pocket of his
pajamas, "this is the only chance I'll get at this. It's been my
dream for my entire life to watch two girls making love. Now
I've got my chance. What we need to do is to promise each other
that what happens tonight never leaves this room. That goes for
me and each of you. Understand Linda?" he asked the cute blonde.
She nodded. "And you..."
"Karen," the black-haired girl said hopelessly.
"And you Karen?"
"I suppose. But how can you guarantee that you won't tell on
us later?"
"Tell what? That I made you eat my wife while she was
asleep? Get serious. How long do you think my marriage would
last if anyone found out?"
"Do you want to try, Linda?" Karen asked hopefully.
"I can try, but I'm no lesbian. I'm not guaranteeing I can
go through with it."
"Same here. You couldn't get us drunk first, could you?"
"It would take too long, and I don't think you'd find it all
that disgusting. Almost every girl tries it at least once, this
is your chance," Steve said as he cracked the door and looked in
the bedroom. Martha had not moved.
"Ok girls, get undressed. If you need to wash... anything,
the other bathroom is down there. I'm not worried about you
running off, since I know where you live and your prints are all
over the house."
"You're a real gentleman," Linda said as she headed toward
the bathroom.
Karen went to the couch and started undressing. "I just took
a shower," she said with a nervous smile. She began unbuttoning
her blouse. When Steve watched in anticipation, she turned half
away. He sat at the dining room table and realized that he was
shaking again, but this time from anticipation. He couldn't
believe his luck. Finally, he would get what he had been lusting
after for all these years. And not only that, but they would do
Martha, so he could remember each time he made love. It was the
biggest turn-on he could think of, knowing that a woman had been
between her legs before.
Linda came padding back from the bathroom, now stripped down
to her panties and bra. She watched Karen undressing, then
reached behind her back and undid her bra. She casually tossed
it over next to Karen's clothes. Karen took off her own bra and
stood with her arms across her chest. Linda giggled and pushed
her panties down by two thumbs in her waistband. Karen
reluctantly followed her example.
Steve sat transfixed by the sight of so much young female
flesh. The whole scene seemed unreal. He glanced from the long
haired beauty, back to the really cute blonde. He swallowed
several times, with his heart trying to beat out of his
chest.
"You girls are so beautiful," he said with an excited
sigh.
"Yeah, we are, aren't we," Linda said with a smile. "Your
wife ain't bad either, I've seen her in a short skirt bending
over to get groceries out of the trunk. It made my nipples
hard."
"I rarely notice any more," Steve said honestly. But she was
right, Martha had been awesomely beautiful when they got married,
and she was still a good looking woman, even at 35.
"Let's do this before I lose my nerve," Karen said. She was
still standing with her arms across her chest. Linda was
standing with complete unconcern and composure. Despite the
circumstances Steve was beginning to like and admire her. She
was cute, sassy, and looked so delicious. He couldn't wait to
sample her sweetmeats. Or the dark beauty standing next to her
for that matter.
"Right," Steve said breathlessly, "come on," he motioned them
forward. Linda stepped out immediately, Karen followed
reluctantly. Steve hushed them and closed the door so only the
night light showed in the room.
Martha's light brown hair was scattered across her pillow.
She was sleeping facing her side of the room. Steven motioned
for the girls to stand back in the dark area by the door, then
crawled up on the bed. He put one hand across Martha's body and
bent down to whisper in her ear.
"Sweetheart, I'm horny. Roll over on your back," he said and
moved back. Martha slowly rolled over on her back with her eyes
still closed. Steve lifted her silky nightgown and pulled her
panties down, as he had a hundred times before. Martha lifted up
slightly to assist him, but Steve was not worried, he knew she
was asleep. How many times had he made love to Martha in her
sleep? Most of the time, in fact. She said it gave her great
dreams. Well this experience would give him the great dreams, if
everything went well.
Steve tossed the white panties on the floor and motioned
Linda and Karen forward. Linda crawled up on the bed without
hesitation. Steve suddenly realized that Linda had made love to
a woman before, otherwise even she would have been more hesitant.
She didn't hesitate in the least, she laid full length between
Martha's legs and gently pushed the filmy nightgown up to her
abdomen, revealing the neatly trimmed brown triangle of hair and
the bare pussy below. She kissed Martha's inner thigh and Martha
sighed and smiled. Linda kissed the other thigh, only an inch
from Martha's pussy, then bent down and sniffed Martha's sex.
She placed her puckered lips against Martha's pussy and kissed it
gently, then began licking methodically.
The liquid sound of Linda's tongue in Martha's pussy was the
only sound in the room. Steve looked at Karen, standing
uncertainly at the end of the bed, and slid off the bed to join
her.
"Go ahead," he urged, looking at Linda's inviting ass and
spread legs."
"I... I can't," Karen whispered earnestly.
"Would you like me to get you hot first?"
"Please," she begged, knowing that she couldn't go through
with it otherwise.
"Ok. Just kneel here at the end of the bed, with your face
close to Linda's sweet little ass. I'll lay on the floor
underneath you and eat you. If you feel like doing her, go
ahead. If not, try to finger her until she comes. Ok?"
"Ok, thanks."
"Are you a virgin?"
"No, why?"
"Because I want to do you from behind in a little while.
That way I can watch you if you do Linda, and I can watch her do
my wife."
"Ok. I am getting a little horny, watching Linda do your
wife," she reluctantly admitted.
"Me too," Steve smiled and placed her hand on his raging
hard-on.
"Oh, it's... it's big," she swallowed nervously.
"Don't worry, I'll go slow. You can handle it, believe
me."
"I guess. I kind of wish I could see it, I've never seen a
grown man before."
"You can look all you want when we go back in the living
room, ok?"
"Ok," she smiled sweetly. She was so beautiful that Steve's
heart went out to her. But he was so horny that he needed her to
go through with it. He also needed her to finish her task for
Linda's sake. If she didn't their friendship would definitely
end tonight.
"Ok, sweetie, down on the end of the bed. I'll lay on the
floor beneath you."
Linda was going at Martha's pussy. She seemed to be really
enjoying herself. Each slender hand was resting on one of
Martha's thighs, her cute little face was lapping eagerly in
Martha's crotch, while she laid with her knees bent, legs up in
the air, bouncing them slightly as she ate. She almost looked
like she was watching TV or doing her homework.
Steve wanted to dive right into that perfect little ass, but
he had something more important and just as inviting to do.
Karen was positioned between Linda's legs now. She moved her
face closer to Karen's ass and sniffed experimentally, then
turned her head to watch Steve. He nodded and laid on the floor
behind her, then slid underneath as she lifted her ass off the
floor. He took a moment to savor the pure beauty and pleasant
smell before he touched those velvety lips for the first
time.
He pressed his lips gently against the warm pussy and sucked
as he shoved his tongue inside her. He moaned in pleasure at the
first luscious taste of the young black-haired girl. He had not
tasted anything so delicious since he and Margaret dated, almost
fifteen years before. Nothing tasted as delicious as a virginal
teen, NOTHING? He almost came in his pajamas. While the
fragrant juices filled his mouth, he looked up at the small, firm
tits above his face, pressed against the bed. He realized that
Karen was finally eating Linda. He could tell by the way she
rode his face and moved above him. He wanted to watch in the
worst kind of way, but first he had to bring Karen to orgasm.

Steve knew that unlike men, women remained hot and horny
after they came. Once he finished Karen, he could watch or
participate wherever he wanted. His main concern was watching
Martha getting eaten. He wanted to watch, savor the site, and
remember it forever. Every time he looked at her pussy he wanted
to remember that Linda had been there. He wanted to remember
Linda's lips against Martha's wet pussy lips, her tongue up her
vulva...
Steve realized that he was being brutally ridden by Karen as
she started her orgasm. He pressed his tongue against her little
bud and worked it brutally, making Karen pant and moan into
Linda's bare pussy. Karen finally pulled her mouth off Linda's
pussy and rested her nose in the crack of Linda's ass as she came
repeatedly on Steve's mouth. She restrained her screams of joy,
biting her lip brutally as the tongue worked up inside her.
Finally, unable to take any more, she raise up and Steve pulled
out, standing reluctantly behind Karen.
The first thing he saw was Martha staring at him with a half-
smile in her eyes.
"Oh shit," Steve said hopelessly.
"Shhhh," Linda warned, then saw Steve looking at Martha.
Linda looked up with a sheepish smile.
"Linda, why are you eating my pussy?" Martha asked
practically.
"Because your husband told me too, Misses Morrison."
"Why would you do that, Steven?"
"Ahhh... It seemed like a good idea, at the time, dear."
"It's a very pleasant surprise, I must admit. Linda, since
you are down there anyway, can you finish me please?"
"Sure Misses Morrison. You taste really great," Linda said
enthusiastically and sealed her mouth over Martha's pussy.
Martha closed her eyes, bit her lip and moaned. Steve couldn't
take it any more. He had a huge painful hard-on that needed to
sink into a deliciously warm hole. And Karen's inviting little
ass was sticking out in just the right position. He knelt behind
her, placed his hands on her bare back and pressed his penis
against her pussy. It was very wet after a good eating and he
had no problem sliding into her wet mound. She stiffened and
moaned, melting across Linda's legs as Steve slowly pressed his
meat farther inside her than she had ever felt anything before.

Just as she was about to scream for him to stop, his hips came
into contact with her firm ass. She whimpered slightly as the
huge prick began sliding in and out, slowly and methodically. In
a moment she returned to Linda's inviting little ass, licking and
sucking on the little pouch presented so incitingly.
It was hard to concentrate on eating Linda when the massive
piece of meat was filling her ass, clear to her abdomen.
"Oh Karen, you are so hot and tight," Steve gasped
loudly.
"Easy dear, don't forget me," Martha reminded him, then
reached down to hold Linda's face tight against her seething
pussy. She felt the tongue delving up inside her and withered on
the long, slender piece of meat. It was so fantastic, so erotic,
seeing an absolutely perfect little doll eating her mound. She
had fantasized about such things a thousand times, but would have
never had the nerve to go through with it. Now, by some miracle,
Steven had convinced the two most beautiful teens in the
neighborhood to join them in bed. What a surprise. What a
wonderful, magical fucking surprise.
"I'm going to come in your mouth," Martha sighed, gasping for
breath.
"Go ahead, Misses Morrison, I'm ready," Linda paused just
long enough to respond, then began bathing the luscious mature
pussy with long, firm strokes. Martha's ass raised up off the
bed each time her tongue sliced through her mound. The sweet
pussy had juiced up her face until it slid easily through the
older woman's crotch. Her pussy was so hot it radiated heat
against her face. Linda had been eating for over fifteen
minutes, while Martha was both sleeping and awake, and she would
have a really big come. She firmly grabbed each leg to hold it
in place and pressed her puckered lips over the clit. She sucked
it between her lips and nursed on it while her tongue pressed and
rotated the little bud. Martha screamed and arched her back up
off the bed. She began grunting like a wild animal in time with
each humping stroke of her crotch. Linda rode out the brutal
assault on her face, trying to keep her mouth in firm contact
with the wild woman.
"Oh yes, oh yes," Martha panted over and over, a little
louder each time. She ended with a long, drawn out scream of
pleasure, mashing her sex against Linda's sweet blonde face.
Linda held her mouth in place, watching with a smile in her eyes.
What a wonderful sight. She had made the beautiful older woman
explode. She felt very powerful and extremely sexy.
The fire in her loins was about to explode, now that she
could relax and enjoy her girlfriends mouthings. Linda knew it
was hard to her to reach her pussy while lying on her stomach, so
she gently turned over and laid with the back of her neck
cushioned on Martha's pelvis. Now she could watch her best
friend eat her hot little box, and watch her get banged at the
same time. Now that she had easy access, Karen began munching on
Linda's box with enthusiasm. She licked through the folds
repeatedly. Her head bobbed with each stroke, her mouth mashed
against Linda's sex each time Steve slammed his huge prick into
her tiny pussy.
Linda knew that Karen had only been with one or two other
boys, and since Linda had also been screwed by them she knew they
weren't much. Both boys were small and thin. Steve had a huge
manly prick that split Karen's tiny pussy, making her feel every
inch of it. Linda spread her legs wider and watched Karen
sucking on her mound. She had one hand on each inner thigh, her
eyes were closed and an expression of lust made her look even
more beautiful than usual. Linda had fantasized about getting
between Karen's sweet little legs, but she had never imagined
having Karen between hers. She planned to take full advantage of
it in the future.
Karen's tongue seemed to be snaking around inside her
everywhere at one. She suddenly puckered her lips and sucked
gently. Linda could hear the slurping sound of Karen milking her
pussy. It was so stimulating. Her loins burned with a deep
inner fire. She felt the liquid passion building to a climax.
She closed her eyes and moaned as Karen's tongue probed deep
inside her, tongue fucking her briskly with small little strokes.
She turned her face slightly and pressed her lips against
Martha's smooth inner thigh and sucked gently.
Martha reached down and gently smoothed Linda's short blonde
hair, waiting for the lovely girl to come. Although coming in
the little girl's mouth had been wonderful, she wanted to taste
at least one of the beautiful teens before they left. She had
not done anything like this since college. She watched Steve
slapping his thighs against Karen's skinny little ass. His face
was screwed up in pleasure. His eyes were closed and face tipped
down as he concentrated on his building orgasm.
Suddenly Steve began to come. He was immediately joined by
Linda, so poor Karen was receiving a beating from both ends at
once. She rode out the attack, keeping a firm grip on Linda's
thighs while Linda mashed her sex against her mouth. Linda
suddenly closed her legs around Karen's head, trapping her
between her legs while she came.
Steve came hard and fast, as usual. He started grunting in a
ever-louder series of little moans, then groaned long and loud as
he shot his thick come into Karen's little pussy. When he was
done he wilted over her back. The viciousness of his passion was
enough to belatedly start Karen's own orgasm. She screamed into
Linda's pussy as wave after wave of boiling spasms racked her
little body. It took her several minutes to recover from her
second orgasm, then she moved so both Linda and Martha could
change positions. Martha was very relieved, she was getting a
cramp from laying in the same position too long.
Steve crawled up on the bed and kissed Martha soundly, while
the two teens sat watching. When they finally broke off the
kiss, Martha licked her lips and looked at Karen.
"You taste good, girl. Come up here and kiss me."
Karen crawled up on the bed and kissed her without
hesitation. Steve watched, beginning to feel a hard-on starting
again. He had never seen Martha like this. It made her look
much more sexy and desirable.
"Ummm, that's good," Martha whispered in Karen's face. "Your
turn," she motioned Linda to sit on the other side of her. They
kissed for a long time, exchanging tongues and caresses. Martha
broke the kiss breathlessly, then smiled at the cute little
blonde.
"You did me real good. I appreciate it. I'm dying to try
you, just as soon as I get my strength back."
"I can't wait," Linda smiled brightly.
"Are you girls spending the night, or do you have to go
soon?" Martha asked, looking from one to the other. Both girls
turned and looked at Steve. Steve colored as Martha gave him a
questioning look.
"It's up to your girls, whatever you want to do," he said
guiltily.
"What kind of arrangement did you make with them,
Steven?"
"Why... well they needed money, so I offered to help them out
in exchange for this little favor. There was no..."
"We have been dying to try something new," Linda took over
smoothly. "Steven offered to let us join you two and he'd help
us out until we got back on our feet again."
"You need help out," Martha laughed, "I've seen that dump you
girls live in. Why don't we move you girls into the spare
bedroom until you get back on your feet. Then you won't have to
pay rent or food. We can help you find jobs, if that's what you
want. Steven knows practically everybody around here."
Steve gulped convulsively and nodded until his neck hurt.
Martha squinted at him and raised a finger.
"That doesn't mean you can just dip your wick whenever you
feel like it Steven. Nothing happens unless you and I are both
there. Understand?"
"Sure, Martha, I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Fine. Then it's all settled. Can four of us sleep in a
king sized bed?" she asked, looking at the girls, and then
measuring the bed with her eyes.
"We can sure try," Linda said enthusiastically. "I get
Steven's side."
"Fine by me," Karen said, snuggling close to Martha. It was
a tight fit, but they all made it.
"Night Steven," Martha said as she turned off the light.
"Shhhh, I'm saying my prayers," he whispered.
It looks to me like they've already been answered," Martha said
as she kissed Karen passionately.
"Hey, don't touch that until I'm done" Steven suddenly
said from his side of the bed.
"Ok, I'm done," he said.
Linda giggled in the darkness.

The Adult Book Store

Alice watched the sweet young woman enter the book store and
frowned. She had seen a lot of people come through that door,
but the beautiful woman standing uncertainly by the front door
was definitely not the kind to frequent a sleazy book store. The
woman looked at the movie room with complete indifference, then
slowly walked over to the book racks. Alice glanced at the front
door, wondering if it were raining or if the girl had been
followed. She saw nothing unusual.
"I can't stand it... I can't help it... I can't have it," the
girl whispered, singing the words of a well-known popular song.
Alice happened to love that song, but so did half of America.
Alice suddenly realized that the girl was listening to a cd
player, the headphones were hidden by her long brown hair. Alice
glanced at the clock and found it was 11:00 pm. She sauntered
into the movie room and knocked on doors as she went from booth
to booth.
"Closing time," she said, although she was sure all the
booths were empty now. She stood for a moment and waited to be
sure, then put her hand on the power breaker on the wall. The
curtain parted and the girl walked in, looked at Alice with a
smile, and looked at the adds above each entrance before she
choose the first door. Alice laughed and shook her head. She
went to the first booth and started to knock, then thought better
of it. Alice looked at the top of the door suspiciously and
found that the movie the girl had chosen was a lesbian movie.
"That cute little slut," Alice said in wonder. Alice
suddenly realized that the girl was probably there for her. It
was the first time, if so, that she had ever been picked up by a
woman. Few knew she was a lesbian, although she had always had a
biker chick attitude that drove men away.
"Lady," Alice said, knocking on the door. The door opened
and a slender wrist and an equally slender hand came out holding
a homemade cigarette. Alice sniffed and took the cigarette
before she handed it back unsampled.
"You'd better come out of there before you catch something,"
Alice said with a smile.
"Why?" the girl asked, sliding through the door and handing
the cigarette back to Alice. Alice shook her head.
"Men watch the movies and jack off. You wouldn't believe how
much cum collects on the floor and walls in one day. Hell, the
plywood is pealing."
"Ugh, that's so gross," the girl said, looking back inside.
"Yeah, but it's why these booths are here. Sick, but
profitable."
"Nattaly said to look you up, you were something special,"
the girl said as she took a final drag off the cigarette and
stomped it out on the floor.
"I don't know any Nattaly," Alice said carefully, watching
the narrow shoe grind the roach into nothingness.
"She said you wouldn't remember her, it was a long time ago."
"So what were you looking for?" Alice slid closer to the
woman and looked down at her chest. She was wearing a tee shirt
and no bra. Her tits were small, but rock hard. Alice ached to
touch them.
"I'm on my way to Detroit, I have a record contract. I was
hoping to stay with you for the night and have a good time."
"Wow, you really come to the point," Alice said nervously.
She began to wonder if she had a stalker or another kind of crazy
nut on her hands.
"My beamer's outside, can I give you a lift?" the girl said
with a bright smile. Her beamer, Alice thought. If she was a
crazy, she was a rich one.
"Uh... well I normally do all my business here at the store.
I have a bed in back."
"Sorry, not interested. If I'm not good enough to go home
with you, I'm not good enough to eat your pussy. Make up your
mind," the girl said, edging toward the door.
"Well what's your name?" Alice stalled for time.
"Uh, call me Stephanie," the girl said gaily.
Alice didn't like what that implied. It implied that the
girl's name was not Stephanie, it was an alias.
"I'm sorry, but I don't like the way this feels," Alice said,
stepping back to the counter.
"Oh come on, live a little. I'll tell you what, I'll buy a
couple of hundred dollars worth of your favorite sex toys, and we
can take them back to your place and try them out," Stephanie
said, pushing her stomach against the counter. Her shirt pulled
down and showed even more of her shapely breasts. Alice looked
at the mirrored glass at the end of the room, then sighed and
nodded.
"Ok, I'll take a chance on you. I don't usually do this though."
"You don't have any pot on you, do you?" Stephanie asked casually.
"No, sorry."
"Too bad, I'm out. Hey, I can pay you for your time,"
Stephanie said as she stood looking down at the dildos in the
case. She pulled out a strap-on, then realized that Alice was glaring at her.
"Are you calling me a whore?" Alice shouted.
"Hell no. What gave you that idea?" Stephanie said slyly.
Alice secretly decided to rape the little whore with the
strap on dick then get rid of the little slut. The more she was
around Stephanie, the less she liked her.
"Come on, I've got to close," Alice said, shoving Stephanie
toward the front door.

They arrived at Alice's house. Alice parked her Honda and
Stephanie pulled her BMW in behind her. Stephanie stepped out
and looked around the typical yuppie neighborhood.
"Kind of Archie Bunker isn't it?" Stephanie asked.
"I like it," Alice said defensively.
"Yeah, sure," Stephanie said in a bored voice, following
Alice into the house.
"So where do we start first?" Stephanie asked, looking around
the living room. It was sparsely furnished.
"That's up to you," Alice said indifferently
"Well if I have to chose, then I'll chose you as my snack,"
Stephanie said, stepping forward and placing her hands on the hem
of Alice's sweater. She pulled it over Alice's head and stepped
back to admire Alice's shapely tits. They were typical, perhaps
a little saggy, but not bad.
"Nice," Stephanie said with a slow smile. "I can't wait to
see the rest of it," she said, putting her hands on the button on
Alice's jeans. It took only a moment to slide them down to her
ankles, then she slid the white cotton panties down and helped
Alice step out of them.
"Uh, very nice," Stephanie said in a whisper. "Now that
little thing has snack written all over it," she negligently
petted Alice's nearly hairless mound. She pushed Alice back
until she was sitting on the sturdy little table next to the
hallway. It was actually an old trundle type sewing machine
which she used for a table. Without warning, Stephanie tipped
her mouth up, sealed her eager lips over Alice's mound and began
munching furiously. While her mouth worked on the smooth lips of
Alice's pussy, her tongue lapped at the top of Alice's warm musty
envelope of flesh. She found the sensitive area at the very top
of her mound and tongued it while sucking gently.
Alice gasped and stood on tiptoes. She shifted positions so
her legs were spread wide and her bare ass rested firmly on the
table. It was cold against her warm flesh.
Stephanie lifted her mouth so only her tongue touched Alice's
sweet mound, and lifted her first two fingers so they were at the
entrance to Alice's vulva. With slow brutal pressure she shoved
them in to her knuckles and churned them inside of Alice.
Turning and pushing in and out, she had Alice gasping and
emitting tiny little screams.
Her tongue found the little bud and began brutally strumming
it. Alice jerked and vibrated as if she were being electrocuted.
Stephanie finally withdrew her mouth and fingers, then grabbing
Alice's shapely hips she turned Alice so she was facing away from
her. She pushed Alice so the girl had to lean forward over the
table with her hands on the wall. Without hesitation she placed
her hot lips over Alice's puckered asshole. Her tongue stabbed
forward and began working it's way inside while her hands
brutally mashed the ass cheeks.
In a moment she was successfully tongue-fucking Alice in the
ass. It was a new, wonderful experience for Alice, one that only
the most hardened lesbians could perform.
If Alice had any doubts about which way Stephanie swung
before, she had no doubts now. Stephanie was a full fledged
lesbian.
"Um, you taste good," Stephanie said, taking a break so her
aching tongue could rest. "What an ass," she said
enthusiastically.
Alice was flattered, of course. No woman had ever reamed her
before, and getting a compliment from the first one to do so was
a heady experience. Before Alice could respond, Stephanie had
tipped her face up and applied her hot mouth to Alice's sex.
This was new too, and it felt entirely wonderful. She couldn't
see what was happening to her, but she could feel every little
touch, suck, and lick from her pussy to the bottoms of her feet.
Stephanie was causing a raging fire in her loins, it was
wonderful and terrible, both at the same time.
"Oh shit, that's good," Alice said enthusiastically. "Oh,
that is SO good."
Stephanie grunted, but otherwise made no response. She
munched enthusiastically, feasting on Alice's sweet meat like a
starving animal. Her tongue was fully inserted inside Alice,
eagerly exploring, tasting, and energizing. Electric fire was
shooting through Alice's loins, creating fire in her chest, ass,
and pussy. A warm glow also touched her ears, neck, and inner
thighs, among other places. Alice took one hand off the wall and
cupped her right tit. By bending her head she could engulf her
own nipple in her mouth and suck passionately. It was enough to
make her explode.
"I'm cumming in your mouth," Alice cried with her head thrown
back and eyes closed. She had both hands on the wall again,
completely lost in the feeling that Stephanie was producing in
her vulnerable ass. It was both exciting and degrading. She
thrust her ass against Stephanie's mouth each time a wave of
orgasm would strike. Humping and grunting, she enjoyed her
orgasm. Stephanie rode out the punishment with her eager lips
pursuing and sucking the inflamed mound. It wasn't long until
Alice could stand no more.
She pulled away, motioned Stephanie forward and stumbled into
her bedroom, where she collapsed on the bed.
Stephanie laid beside her with a smug smile on her face.
Alice had begun to like Stephanie until she saw that smile. Once
again the reason for her anger came back to her.
"I'm going to fuck you half to death," Alice said, walking
across the bed on her knees. She pulled open the door to her
nightstand and selected a huge strap-on penis. She belted it on
while Stephanie eagerly stripped.
"On your knees," Alice commanded. She put her cupped fingers
in her own pussy and collected juice, which she rubbed down the
full length of the penis. She did it again and wiped the juice
on Stephanie's now bare pussy. Stephanie gasped and backed into
Alice's hand, groaning in pleasure.
"No pleasure yet, bitch, first comes the pain," Alice said
and slapped her wet hand down on Stephanie's butt. Stephanie
squealed, wiggling her butt slowly in anticipation of the next
slap. Alice slapped her ass again, this time harder. Stephanie
didn't even cry out, she simply moaned with a look of erotic
pleasure on her face.
On her hands and knees, Stephanie's ass looked small, tight
and rounded. Alice just had to lower her mouth and take the firm
flesh in her teeth. She bit into Stephanie's ass rather cruelly.
Stephanie still didn't pull away, she just moaned and reached
back to massage her puss.
"Now you're ready," Alice said after several minutes of
spanking. She positioned the tip of the soft rubber prick at the
entrance to Stephanie's pussy and shoved brutally. Stephanie
cried out in pain. Alice pushed harder until the full length of
the rubber penis was inside. Slowly she began sliding in and
out. The straps of the dildo were tight, so she could ram the
rubber penis into Stephanie rapidly. The heat generated in
Stephanie's pussy was painful, but despite cries of pain Alice
did not let up. She wanted to hurt Stephanie.
Before long Stephanie's pussy had loosened to accommodate the
huge rubber dildo. Stephanie began panting, giving little cries
of pleasure as the penis was rammed into her upturned pussy. She
was lost in the pleasure Alice was giving her, and had forgotten
the pain just a few minutes before.
"Oh yes, fuck me good," Stephanie groaned loudly to be heard
over the wet squishy sound of the rubber penis reaming out her
pussy, and the firm hips slamming into her tight little ass.
"Fuck my brains out," Stephanie cried. Her orgasm had begun,
slowly at first but building with blinding speed. Before she
could warn Alice, her pussy was bucking against the rubber penis.
She gave a long, drawn-out scream, rubbing her pussy against the
dildo, and Alice's hips. She grunted again and again, thrusting
her ass against the dildo. Crying mindlessly, she finally fell
on her face when her orgasm finished and her arms became suddenly
weak. With her face pressed into the blanket, she groped for
Alice, found her and pulled her up alongside her on the bed.
With eager lips she kissed Alice passionately, then lay back
looking at the ceiling with a satisfied smile.
"I've got a deal for you," Stephanie finally said. Her hair
was disheveled and her makeup less perfect than it had been just
one short hour before.
"What's that?" Alice asked guardedly.
"If you do me like that once a week, I won't run you in for
solicitation and prostitution."
Alice sat up with eyes wide, a look of shock on her face.
"But I didn't do either," Alice said in shock. She had expected
something like this before, but certainly not after they had
shared such a close moment.
"Sorry, sweets, it's my word against yours," Stephanie pulled
a badge out of her clothing and held it up. "I'm with vice," she
said proudly.
"I won't do it," Alice said firmly.
"Ok, it's your funeral," Stephanie pulled a radio out of her
purse and made a call. In a moment five other plainclothes cops
poured in with guns drawn. She looked from one to the other.
"I've been set up," Alice insisted. "She picked me up and
she was smoking pot in my store."
"Part of the cover," a large fat man said in a clipped voice.
"Tell it to the judge."
"I will," Alice insisted.
"Do it," the fat man said, looking Alice's naked body over
with relish.
"Come on in boys," Alice said, looking at the ceiling. In a
moment a second wave of cops poured into the room, training drawn
guns on the first five.
"I'm with Internal Affairs," Alice explained in obvious
enjoyment. "We've had complaints for months, but it took this
long to find which team was doing the crimes. Now we have it all
on film," Alice said with a giggle. "Enjoy your time in prison, Stephanie,
I'm sure they will welcome a lesbian cop from Vice,
who has been fucking them both ways for years," Alice said
with a laugh. "So far we have extortion, a misdemeanor drug
charge, soliciting, and racketeering. Do you boys want to add
resisting arrest, or will you drop those guns," she asked
sweetly. The vice cops hesitantly placed their guns on the floor
and raised their hands.
"You seem to have forgotten, it's illegal to break the law
while enforcing it," Alice said, slapping the offered cuffs on
Stephanie's hands.

Birthday Girl

At two in the morning the streets were nearly deserted. A
lone car raced across an overpass. Street lights and passing
signs glinted off it's flawless, shiny exterior. The car
negotiated the wet snowy streets with the reckless abandonment of
somebody in a hurry. Piles of dirty snow bordered the streets,
choking the sidewalks after the recent storm. Few people were
out and then only those with urgent business. But unlike most
cars on the street, this one contained two beautiful women
dressed in lavish evening gowns.
"So what kind of party is it?" Kate asked as she watched the
passing snow apprehensively.
"You'll see. I told you it's a surprise. Have you ever
known me to tell secrets?" Ellen asked. They roared through a
deep puddle and Ellen pulled her BMW up next to the curb.
"No, you asshole," Kate said with a hurt expression. She
glanced out her window and ducked down to see the top of the
towering building. She couldn't see it, it disappeared into the
dark sky, but she could see the sign far above.
"Shit," Ellen this is a hotel.
"Yes it is, but we aren't going to the hotel, silly, we're
going to the private banquet room. Since you won't talk to your
real sister, I felt it my job as your adopted sister to make sure
you have a little fun. We are special guests tonight."
"Who's?"
"Give me a break, Kate, just wait a minute and you'll find
out."
"Ellen, you know I hate walking into a cold room. If you
embarrass me, I swear I'll key your beamer."
"You touch my car and you die, sister," Ellen gave her a dark
look then smiled. "Relax, you're going to love this. It may be
the most memorable night of your life."
"The most memorable night of my life is the night my real
sister climbed into my bed thinking Tom was there, and started
kissing her way down to my crotch. She had a hell of a surprise
when she found out I had no dick. The next day I had no Tom
either."
"Well I still talk to and like Tom," Ellen said as the valet
opened the door for her and accepted the keys. "He still swears
that he loves you and had no idea that your sister planned that
midnight thing."
"And I still don't believe him," Kate said stubbornly. She
wrapped her coat tightly around her and carefully stepped out on
the icy sidewalk. She tried to avoid the slushy puddles as she
made her way to the awning. The uniformed doorman waited until
they neared to open the door.
"Which way to the blue banquet room?" Ellen asked as he held
the door.
"Straight ahead and left at the end of the hall, past the
elevators. Is Mister H...."
"Yes, he's expecting us," Ellen said quickly to stop his flow
of words.
"I'm Ellen Scroder, this is Kate Hall."
"I see," the doorman's eyes widened slightly. "Go on in," he
bowed them through the door.
"What the hell was that all about?" Kate asked, glancing at
the doorman over her shoulder.
"Our benefactor is a very important person," Ellen said with
a wave of her hand.
"But it looked like..."
"Shhhh, we're there," Ellen said and put her hand on the
door. "Now don't embarrass me. Go along with everything I do.
Promise?"
"Ellen, what???"
"Promise!" Ellen insisted.
"Yeah, all right, I promise."
"You'd better mean it, because if you embarrass me our
friendship ends tonight."
"Boy, you are serious, aren't you?"
"Very. That's why your promise is so important to me. Like
I said, this is a very important person and I don't want to blow
it. Ok?" Ellen gave an apologetic smile.
"You know I always go along with everything you want. Lead
on."
"Ok," Ellen said looking herself over. "I look incredible,
you look absolutely delicious, and we own this room. So let's
go," she opened the door and Kate went in ahead of her.
Kate immediately felt like she was the poorest woman in the
room. As dozens of people turned to look at them, the sparkle of
diamonds, pearls, and gold, nearly blinded them. There were
white dresses and black suits for as far as she could see. She
breathed in sharply, but Ellen took her hand and pulled her
forward. There were two open seats at the closest end of the
long table. The placecards had their names on them. As they sat
down the crowd began to mumble. Kate heard the door being
locked. She looked behind her as she smoothed down her dress,
but there was nobody there. It had been locked from the outside.
She shivered and looked down the long table at the two rows of
faces. Most everyone there smiled and nodded politely. She
began to feel a little better. As she looked over the crowd, she
confirmed that most were either very rich, or very important.
But even more odd was the fact that they were all young to middle
aged. There was not one old face in the crowd.
"Ellen this is really strange," Kate whispered.
"Shhh, the host has arrived," Ellen hushed her.
Kate looked up and craned her neck to see over the dozens of
heads. She saw a tall man in a black tux, a top hat, and a
black, lacey mask.
"What the hell is that?" Kate whispered and giggled.
"That is your benefactor," Ellen smiled. "He's a little
eccentric, I guess."
"Yeah, just a little," Kate giggled again. She looked up and
saw the piercing blue eyes staring directly at her. She froze
and the smile dropped from her face. The eyes quickly went over
the rest of the crowd, then the man sat at the head of the table.
A fat clownish man walked out on the stage behind the masked
man and a spotlight came on.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in honor of our very special guest on
her birthday, we have a banquet, a floor show, and some other
amusing entertainment. Anyone desiring to leave, is encouraged
to do so now. Your continued presence will be your consensual
agreement to partake in these festivities. Last call. Anyone?
Good, then let's get on with the show.
Our floor show tonight will be performed by Mickey and Lin.
Mickey is a professional dancer at the club here in the Regent,
Lin is an exotic dancer at Quinns. Both are seasoned
professionals, extremely well-endowed and beautiful young women.
So let's give them a hand," he began clapping. Two sweet young
girls, one blonde and one oriental stepped out on the stage
wearing almost nothing.
"Shit, Ellen, what have you gotten me into?" Kate whispered
harshly.
"The time of your life, girl. Sit back and enjoy it," Ellen
laughed.
"I'm not sitting here and... Oh God, they're kissing," Kate
said and turned her face away. Mickey and Lin were in a full
embrace, kissing passionately as their hands roamed freely over
each other's body. Suddenly Mickey slid down and began licking
and kissing Lin's perfect little breasts. Ellen felt a stab of
fire shoot between her legs.
"Kate, you said you wouldn't embarrass me," Ellen whispered
harshly.
"Well I didn't expect this shit, did I?"
"Do you know what date today is?"
"November 29th."
"Is that significant to you?" Ellen asked teasingly.
"You found out, didn't you?"
"You are the birthday girl, sister. This party if for you."
"Tom told you didn't he?"
"Yeah," Ellen said and turned to watch the two girls on the
stage. They were now lying on a wrestling pad. Lin was kissing
Mickey's tits. Mickey was withering and twisting like a snake on
the pad. Lin quickly slid back and forth to follow her. Lin's
small hand was now massaging Mickey's blonde bush. As she
changed tits, Lin licked the juice off her hand before she
pressed the heel of her hand into Mickey's pussy and rubbed hard.
Mickey arched her back and cried out.
"Oh, this is disgusting," Kate said, hiding her face behind
her hand, but glancing at the stage occasionally.
"Hey, here comes the booze. You'll feel better after a
martini."
"I'll feel better after three," Kate said, still glancing
covertly at the stage. The lights at the table suddenly went
down. Kate could barely see the waiter as he approached.
"Two," Kate held up two fingers. The waiter nodded and sat
two full glasses by her plate. Kate grabbed one and downed it in
a few large gulps. As the alcohol began burning her stomach and
spreading throughout her body, she did feel a little better.
After the soup course, as the meat and potatoes were being
dished out, the girls on stage were down to some serious eating
of their own. With the lights down so nobody could see her, and
two martinis in her stomach, Kate didn't need to pretend not to
watch. She actually enjoyed the show after fifteen minutes and
began to feel some serious wetness between her legs. She reached
for a fork and gasped when her wrist came into contact with her
hard nipple trying to poke it's way through the thin white
material of her dress.
Ellen, feeling her gasp had something to do with the show,
leaned closer and whispered. "It's very erotic, isn't it?"
"Oh yeah, very," Kate said expressively. She brushed her
hardened nipples again and shuddered at the brief contact.
"You've never tried that have you?" Ellen asked in a whisper.
"No, not really. Have you?"
"A few times. I guess you could say I was molested the first
few times, but I've experimented a little since then."
"You never said anything?" Kate said uncomfortably.
"No reason too, you were never interested."
The girls on stage suddenly changed positions and went into a
69 position. Kate watched closely, shuddering with passion. As
she watched she decided that she would rather be the girl on top,
they had it easy. The girl on the bottom would get a sore neck
real fast.
"I wouldn't mind jumping between the two of them," Ellen said
lightly.
"They might mind, it doesn't look like there's room for three
people... hey, here comes some more girls," Kate pointed. She
suddenly realized that she had spoken loudly. Several people
giggled in the darkness.
"Shhh, you're drunk," Ellen said with a giggle.
"Yeah, kind of. I feel great, I think... I know this is the
strangest thing I've ever done."
"It'll get stranger real fast," Ellen pointed to the four
girls approaching the head of the table. Their benefactor lifted
the table cloth and all four girls ducked down and slid under the
table, one at a time.
"What are they doing?" Kate asked, craning her neck to look
under the table. Ellen grabbed her and pulled her back up.
"Ok, here comes the really strange part. Now listen
carefully. Are you listening?" Ellen asked.
"Yeah," Kate said, bending closer so she could see Ellen in
the darkness. Their faces were nearly touching.
"Those four girls are there to give people oral sex."
"People? You mean the men?"
"Nope, people, men and women."
"No way!"
"Shhhh. It's all right. Here are the rules. See how
everybody is putting a napkin in their laps?"
"Yeah."
"They aren't. You have two choices. One, you drop the
napkin on the floor in front of your chair. That means you want
them to pass you by. Ok? The second choice is to lay the napkin
over your right leg. Can you figure out what that means?"
"That they don't pass me by?"
"Bingo. Nobody will know which you chose, only you will know
that. As the rest of the dinner is served, just pretend you are
only here to eat dinner. Don't show that you are being serviced.
Have you got all that?"
"Sure. Which will you chose?"
"What do you think?"
"You won't drop a napkin," Kate said, nodding her head.
"Right again. Your choice is your business. But remember,
whichever you chose nobody will know. So if you ever considered
trying this out, now is the time. Have you decided?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Then put the napkin where you want it."
Kate held her hand under the table and dropped the napkin on
the floor. Ellen watched from the corner of her eye and shook
her head in disgust as she laid her own napkin over her right
leg.
"Shit, I forgot, I'm wearing pantyhose," Ellen said in
embarrassment.
"So?"
"We weren't supposed to wear them to this party. Are you
wearing any?"
"No," Kate said, a little annoyed. Ellen knew she never wore
them, even in the winter.
"It's dark enough I'm going to try and slip out of them here.
If anybody looks, let me know."
"Who can see? It's black as night in here, except for the
stage."
"That's to keep anyone from being embarrassed," Ellen said as
she hiked her dress up and pulled down her stockings. She banged
the table once, generating a few giggles from people who
mistakenly believed the girls under the table were bumping into
things. Ellen finally pulled the stockings over her knees and
off her feet.
"Shit, I dropped my napkin," Ellen said.
"You want me to get it for you?" Kate asked, looking under
the table.
"Naw, I'll get it. You just watch the show."
Kate nodded and turned her eyes to the stage.
"Here, finish that for me and order another one when the
waiter comes," Ellen handed her nearly-full glass to Kate and
slipped under the table.
Kate sipped and watched girls really getting into their act.
They had switched positions. Apparently the girl on the bottom
had gotten a sore neck. Kate massaged her own neck while she
watched, then downed the last of Ellen's drink. She looked
around for a waiter, but none were in sight.
"Move your foot over," Ellen said from under the table,
pushing Kate's right leg aside. Kate opened her legs and tried
to look under the table, but it was too dark of course. She
suddenly felt a warm pair of lips under her dress, kissing her
inner thigh. She gasped and reached under the table to push the
face away, but Ellen slapped her hand away and forced her face in
closer.
"Ellen get out of there," Kate hissed.
"Nope, I'm going to eat your pussy," she said happily in a
loud whisper. "I've dreamed of this for so long, and nothing's
going to stop me."
"Oh no your not. Get out from under the table... oooohhhh,"
Kate suddenly gasped as she felt a full kiss against the crotch
of her white cotton panties. She had gone without sex for some
time and now, after watching the show, she was on fire. She
could feel the heat and moisture from Ellen's mouth. It
generated a small explosion in her crotch that shot into her tits
and ass in seconds. She hissed to keep from crying out loud.
Her wild glance finally focused on the show on stage. Lin was
eating Mickey while Mickey bent over backwards, supporting
herself with her hands and feet, the top of her head resting on
the floor. Lin was propped up, eating Mickey's delicious pussy
savagely.
Ellen kissed the crease next to her pussy and inner thigh,
then lifted the crotch of her panties and pushed them aside.
Before Kate could even think to object, Ellen's tongue plunged up
inside her. Kate grabbed the table and sighed loudly. She
leaned back against the chair and grabbed the edge of the table
in both hands.
Ellen's mouth began to work on her crotch, sucking and
licking her warm, fragrant sex. When Ellen stopped and grabbed
Kate's panties, Kate quickly lifted up off the chair so Ellen
could pull them off her hot, sweet ass. Kate threw her legs wide
when she felt Ellen's warm cheeks pressed against her inner
thighs. She groaned audibly when Ellen's tongue began licking
her hot sex insistently. The liquid sounds of the tongue in her
pussy were clear even to the people around her.
Kate didn't care, she just wanted to enjoy the sensation of
being eaten by her very best and sexiest friend in the world.
The magic of the night might wear off, so she intended to enjoy
the evening to the fullest in case it never happened again.
"Ellen, I love you so much," Kate whispered harshly as
Ellen's lips worked between her legs. Ellen paused and pulled
her lips away from Kate's pussy.
"I love you too, sweetheart, and I'm proving it," she
whispered as her face plunged back into Kate's crotch. Kate
gasped and massaged her tits, sliding down the chair until her
crotch was hanging over the front edge. She instinctively knew
this would help Ellen. She wished she could see Ellen's sweet
face and warm lips feasting on her pussy. Ellen was such a
beauty and would be even with Kate's abundant juices wetting her
face.
Ellen sucked hard, slurping out the juices that were
lubricating her and the chair. She was afraid that Kate's
thousand dollar dress would be ruined. It was a good thing that
she had reserved a room ahead of time, they could wash out their
things before going home. She should have know there would be a
lot of juice since Kate rarely dated. She had been storing it up
for almost a year. Ellen didn't mind, the nectar of Kate's pussy
was a delicious feast. She pressed her tongue between the raw
wet lips of Kate's pussy and began licking rapidly like a dog.
Kate bounced on the chair and made and embarrassingly loud
panting sound. Ellen considered telling her to be more quiet,
then decided not to ruin her good time. Ellen found the little
nubbin between the tiny envelope and rubbed it with the tip of
her tongue. Kate jolted on the chair and wrapped her legs
tightly around Ellen's head. It was hard to breath, but Ellen
managed to lift her nose enough to breath, while continuing to
pelt the little stiff member with her tongue. As she felt Kate
about to come, she switched and slid her tongue in and out of
Kate's hot, wet, hole. Kate's groan of pleasure was so loud it
echoed off the walls. But there were so many people moaning and
groaning that it went nearly unheard.
"Ellen, I'm going to come in your mouth," Kate panted,
feeling it appropriate to warn Ellen for some reason.
"Do it sweetie, I can't wait," Ellen mumbled around the folds
of wet pussy flesh. Ellen sucked and tongued the entire pussy
equally until Kate began panting louder and louder. When Ellen
felt it was the appropriate time she stopped licking and simply
held her mouth over Kate's entire bucking pussy, waiting for
Kate's sensitive loins to still. With a constant sucking
pressure on Kate's pussy, Ellen waited until Kate lay spent and
panting. Ellen touched Kate's clit experimentally with her
tongue before backing away and was rewarded by a high pitched
squeal. Kate almost ripped her head off as she threw her legs
together, then slowly relaxed. With a smile, Ellen slid out from
under Kate's dress and looked around.
The light from the other end of the table, centered on the
stage, allowed her to see the girls working their way toward
Ellen and Kate's end of the table. Ellen couldn't wait, her
pussy was about to explode. Ellen started to crawl out from
under the table, then with an impish grin she picked up Kate's
napkin and placed it on her right leg carefully, so Kate wasn't
aware of it. Then, grabbing her own napkin, she slid out from
under the table and sat in her own cold chair.
Kate immediately leaned forward and gave her a passionate
kiss, then drew back for a second, licked her lips tasting her
own juice, then leaned forward again and kissed Kate once more.
"I take it that you liked it?" Ellen said breathlessly.
"When we get out of here I'll show you how much I liked it,"
Kate vowed.
"I forgot to tell you, I got us a room so we can clean up
before anyone sees us," Ellen said carefully.
"What?"
"Don't you suppose your dress is wet right now?" Ellen asked.
"Oh, yeah," Kate said as she moved around on the chair.
"After the party the guest of honor wants to meet you. I
suggested that he come up to our room while we are cleaning up,"
Ellen said again, looking for a reaction.
"Ellen I'm not sure... Hey, oh no, I..." her words were cut
off by a heartfelt groan as the woman under the table began
kissing her way up her inner thigh. Just as Kate was about to
grab the first person on her left and mash their face between her
legs to stop her agony, she sighed as a cold pair of hands
finally touched her own knees.

Ellen chattered nervously as they took turns in the hotel
bathroom. They found that the mess was easily cleaned up. They
hung their dresses in front of the heater and had them dry in no
time.
"I'm going to get a soda," Ellen said nervously as she
glanced at her watch. "You want anything?"
"Anything diet," Kate said absently. Her dress was not quite
dry yet.
"Ok, I'll be right back," Ellen said and opened the door.
She met the man in the tux and mask, just outside of the room.
"Good luck," she whispered. The man leaned forward and gave
her a quick kiss of gratitude, then hurried inside and locked the
door.
Kate heard the footsteps behind her. "Are you still... YOU!
she said breathlessly. How did you... Oh that Ellen," Kate said
in real anger. She hated how Ellen was constantly setting her up
with men. Losers! The man in the mask sat on the bed in a
composed manner, first looking around the room, then watching
Ellen.
"I see you still don't like to wear stockings?" the man
finally said. Kate spun around and stalked up to the man,
ripping the mask off.
"TOM!"
"Hi Kate, how have you been?"
"Fine since our divorce, but obviously not as well as you've
been doing. You've come up in the world."
"I'm doing alright financially. My love life's shot to hell.
I thought I'd take this opportunity to ask you to marry me
again."
"I... why?"
"Because I love you and I've never been able to love anyone
else. I hear you have the same problem."
"That Ellen, she's such a..."
"Your very best friend in the world," Tom said. "I envy her.
So how about it?"
Kate thought for a very long time, inclined to say no but her
heart wanted to say yes.
"I'll tell you what, let's have sex first then we can discuss
it," Kate said, dropping her dress on the other bed.

The Dolphin

Mary Anne Eckhardt pressed her face against the shuttle's view port, in an attempt to see the approaching ship. It was huge, a long silver arrow lying dormant in space with many silver bugs swarming around it.
"Wow, it's big," Mary said in awe. Her breath steamed up the view port and she lost her view of the ship. Rather than wiping it off, she sighed and turned to the crisp young ensign sitting next to her. He looked even more apprehensive than she was.
"I... this is my first assignment," he said, swallowing nervously. Mary would have like to believe that her closeness was making him nervous, but she knew better. A first assignment was always scary. You never knew what to expect.
"Keep your mouth shut and do what everybody else does and you'll be ok," she said patting him on the hand. He scowled down at her hand and she pulled away.
"Hey, lighten up," she growled.
"Sorry, I don't like to be touched," he said by way of apology. "You're a petty officer, what's it like. I mean on a ship?"
"Every one is different, depending on who you work for and the commanding officer. Most of them are great. I haven't heard any rumors about the Joan Of Ark since she's newly commissioned, but I'm sure it's fine too."
"But we'll be stuck in deep space for three years. What if it's not --- ok, I mean?"
"Then you grit your teeth, do what you're told and live with it, sir."
"Oh boy," he sighed, even more apprehensive than before.
"Don't worry about it, we all have our first ships. Just remember to salute aft, then salute the officer of the deck when you board. After that some petty officer will undoubtedly take care of you until you learn the ropes."
"A petty officer?" he seemed offended.
"Sure. Who do you think runs this fleet, the Captain?" she asked, trying to keep a straight face.
"Why yes, I..."
"Everybody line up, we have a five minute window. Anybody who's not off in three get's kicked off!" A chief petty officer shouted from the front of the shuttle.
"See," Mary pointed with a half-smile. The ensign swallowed even more and nodded convulsively.
"Your bag," Mary pointed to the bag in the overhead compartment. He apologized and pulled the bag from the rack.
"Your other bag," she pointed to the compartment under the seat. The ensign looked at the chief, then quickly ducked to get his other bag. Mary wondered if he would have abandoned it if the chief was watching.
"Officers first, enlisted last!" The chief shouted. Mary gave the ensign a little shove. He went to the front of the shuttle reluctantly.
"He'll be just another asshole shouting orders in a month," a woman leaned over and whispered in Mary's ear. Mary turned and smiled.
"God save us from asteroids and ensigns," Mary said and they both giggled. "I'm Mary," she extended her hand.
"Ruth, Ruth Toliver. So how did you rate the Joan Of Ark?"
"I was on the William Perry," Mary said, suddenly uncomfortable, "they gave me first choice of assignments."
"The asteroid duster that exploded?"
"Yes, it was a deep space exploration ship like this one, but much smaller. I barely made it on the second of the only three lifeboats to escape."
"Wow, a medal of honor winner, huh?"
"It's in my bag," Mary patted the side of her canvas bag with a smile.
"Glad to meet you. I was transferred from HQ, no war stories here. I did two tours so I'd have enough points for this," she pointed out the window at the silver ship, now laying alongside.
"It's better that way, believe me. When a stranded crew becomes desperate enough to draw straws to see who will get eaten, then it's best to stay home."
"They didn't, did they?" the woman asked in horror.
"Didn't what?"
"Didn't eat anybody?"
"No, but I'd rather not talk about what we did eat. I may never eat again," Mary said with a look of disgust.
"Sorry."
Mary nodded and shuffled forward as the line began moving.
"Well if you ever change your mind about eating, buzz me," the woman whispered, very close to her ear. "I wouldn't mind being eaten just a little."
"Ruth!" Mary said in surprised embarrassment. She turned and stared at Ruth. Their faces were an inch apart. Ruth's smiling eyes looked deeply into her own.
"Well I wouldn't," Ruth whispered and they laughed together. Mary had no idea how prophetic that statement would turn out to be, in a pleasant sort of way.
Within 24 hours, Mary was installed in the Captain's Office. In 36 hours the atomic generators were powered up and the Joan Of Ark got underway leaving the supply ships, maintenance ships, shuttles, and well-wishers in it's wake like a thousand little silver leaves scattering on a fall pond.
As soon as her paperwork was caught up Mary headed directly for the sexual recreation lounge. The lounge was the talk of the fleet, and she had been dying to try it out. It was new technology, a small world constructed of holographic images, with real and holographic people. Their true shapes and identities were masked with a holographic overlay. She didn't realize how effective that masking was until her first encounter in the lounge.
Mary sat in the booth and filled out the form on the screen. She first selected "Gone With The Wind" of course, but that selection was filled for the next two weeks. She added her name to the third week, and moved on to something she could participate in now. There was an epic sea battle going on in one section of the lounge, she stared at that selection undecided, for a moment, then on inspiration she began programming her own sub-menu into the battle. Finally, after much work, she sat back and looked at the screen, very proud of herself. She opened the metal door and slid into the weightless room with a giggle of laughter.
Ruth sat in the still-warm chair and recalled the menu Mary had been looking at.
"That little imp," Ruth said in admiration, then programmed herself into the hologram. She looked around quickly, then turned off the screen and followed Mary through the same door.

Mary rocketed through the cool, clear waters for several minutes, enjoying her sleek body and the great speeds she could attain. Suddenly, needing air, she shot toward the surface. She broke through to open air and turned a somersault, gasping in as much air as she could hold through her blow-hole, then landed tail-first in the water to break her fall. She balanced on the tip of her tail, watching the far-off battle between wooden ships with soft, gray eyes. She chastised them soundly with a series of squeaks, clicks, and squeals, then leaped skyward and dove deep, using her pointed nose for a rudder.
In sudden fear she noticed a shape moving alongside her. She looked over to see a sleek male dolphin only slightly larger than herself.
"Who are you? This is my world," she said with squeaks, clicks, and whistles.
"I'm Raymond, your holographic partner," the other dolphin answered in the same language.
"My partner? I didn't request a partner," Mary said skeptically.
"The computer always provides you with a partner. What good is an adventure without somebody to share it with?"
"Then you're not real?" Mary asked skeptically.
"Of course not, how could I be? Nobody knows you are here, do they?"
"No, I guess not," Mary brightened. "So what do you want to do?"
"How about a race? The loser nuzzles the genitalia of the other."
"They what?" Mary asked in horror.
"That's how dolphins mate, silly. They dance in the water, intertwine their bodies, then nuzzle each other's genitalia until they are aroused. Then they mate. It's a very intricate process."
"Skip the race and show me the other," Mary ordered. "I haven't had my genitalia nuzzled in a long time."
"If that is your wish," the dolphin nodded with a toothy smile and moved closer.
"First we swim close and touch bodies," Raymond said. She could feel the warm water from his breath against the sensitive skin of her face.
"Now we swim around and around, touching bodies as we press against each other," he said, putting his words into action. Mary was amazed at how delicate her dolphin skin was. She could feel the slightest touch, the most gentle of caresses against her body, and each touch aroused her more.
"Oh, wow, it's working," Mary sighed. She was aware of sinking lower and lower into the depths of the ocean as Raymond nuzzled her neck, chest, and finally her genitalia. She gasped and stiffened as the long, pointed nose probed deep inside her, parting the rubbery envelope of her sex and gently stimulating it. Soon his long, narrow tongue slid out and up inside her. Mary gasped and moaned as the long member impaled her.
"Oh, Raymond, that feels so good," Mary said, enjoying the lavish licks he was giving her vagina. At times the long tongue slid into the very deepest portions of her womb, tasting, touching, and exploring her inner depths.
"I'm glad you like it. You taste delicious, by the way."
"Thank you," she said coyly as the long tongue licked and probed her sex.
"I want you in me, Raymond," Mary gasped.
Raymond swam back a few feet and fanned the ocean with his tail. Mary's eyes widened when she saw his stiffened member standing up in front of him.
"Are you sure you're ready," he teased.
"Oh, yeah, I couldn't be more ready. Stay there, I want to ride you," she said approaching quickly. He held his place in the water as she swam close and gently impaled herself on his foot long penis. She squealed in delight as the entire length of the penis slid deep inside her. They swam frantically, propelling the penis in and out of her rubbery sex hole. They swam, rotated and fell down and down as Raymond pumped his huge member in and out of her vagina. Mary had no warning. She burned and tingled from the moment she began, then, suddenly, her orgasm struck with the force of a tornado. She screamed long and hard as her loins spasmed, clenching and unclenching his long member. The liquid heat was consuming her loins, the penis seemed to grow even larger. She panted and relaxed slightly, until Raymond began moving again. Her eyes widened in joyful horror as her vagina began to spasm again. She arched her back and screamed in her high-pitched dolphin voice, until the second orgasm passed, leaving her limp and lifeless.
"I must go now, another comes," Raymond said suddenly.
"Oh no, I can't take any more," Mary shook her sleek head.
"This one is different, a companion of the same sex," he said with a toothy smile and turned to disappear into the dark ocean depths.
A sleek pink dolphin suddenly appeared, swimming around her. She was a beautiful female with a gentle voice.
"My latent homosexual tendencies must have triggered you," Mary said with a smile. "I'm not sure I want to try this right now, Raymond has more than satisfied me."
"A male can never truly satisfy a female," the beautiful pink dolphin said as she gently swam around Mary.
"I'm not sure I believe that," Mary said with a smile.
"You should, it's true," the dolphin said, then slid gently against Mary as she passed. Mary gasped and sighed as the sensitive skin touched her own.
"You see, I can do something that Raymond can't," the female dolphin said happily.
"Wha... what's that," Mary was finding it hard to speak. The female kept swimming close and caressing her as she passed.
"I know when to touch you, where to touch you, and how softly you want to be touched. Raymond could never learn that. Only another female truly understands."
"Mmmmaybe your right," Mary said as the female passed again.
"I don't have a long penis, like Raymond, but we can nuzzle each other instead. Some believe that's even more fun," the dolphin said and approached again. This time she pressed her body firmly against Mary's. Mary could feel it in every fiber of her being.
"I'm not sure I want to nuzzle another female's vagina, even a holographic one," Mary said as the dolphin sent shivers up her spine.
"Try it, sweet lady. See if you like it," the dolphin said and gently rotated until her tail was past Mary's face. Mary was looking directly at the female's vagina. It was soft, sweet smelling, almost irresistible.
"Well, why not, it's only a dream," Mary said and moved closer. The other dolphin suddenly licked her vagina and Mary squealed excitedly, thrusting her pelvis forward. She wished that she had arms to hold her in place. She extended her long tongue experimentally and found it about the same length as her real one. She slid it into the rubbery folds of the female and tasted. It was absolutely wonderful. She found herself licking the other female enthusiastically, lost in a world of her own. She felt every action she made, done to her, like a delicious, wonderful, mirror of delight.
"You taste and feel so delicious," Mary finally paused for breath. "I wish the females of my species were as wonderful as this."
"They are, believe me," the other dolphin said and continued licking.
"How do you know?" Mary asked, then plunged her tongue into the rubbery folds of her vagina.
"I was programmed to taste and feel like a real woman, silly," the dolphin said quickly and nuzzled deep inside her.
Mary could no longer talk. Her loins were burning and needed release. She probed the outer folds of flesh with her long, stiff, tongue, then found the clit hidden just inside the outer folds of the vagina. She licked it brutally while the other female moaned and withered with her own face in Mary's crotch. Mary felt something long and wide shoved inside her vagina, and realized the other dolphin was using a fin. She tried experimentally and found that her own fin would fit nicely into the female. She worked her fin in and out while she licked and tasted the beautiful pink female. They both exploded simultaneously, withering, moaning and squeaking as they thrashed in the weightless environment of the ocean.
It was a long time before Mary's vagina stopped exploding and she could finally relax with her body pressed against the warm female.
"You were absolutely wonderful," Mary sighed as she snuggled close to the dolphin's tail.
"So were you, Mary. I'm glad you finally got around to eating me, a little," the dolphin smiled and turned to face her.
"Ruth?" Mary squealed in surprised wonder.
"In the flesh, sweetie. Well almost," she spread her fins with a toothy smile.
"Ruth, I'll beat you half to death for this," Mary said laughing.
"Not without arms, sweetheart. So how did you like it?"
"I think I'd like to see more of you, as you really are," Mary said thoughtfully.
"I'm glad. You have no idea how hard it is to proposition another woman, without taking a chance on losing a friend. It's a heartache, but times like these make it all worthwhile."
"Let's get out of here and try it in the flesh," Mary said suddenly.
"Ok, but I'm saving your program. I like it here. Maybe I'll try Raymond myself, when I get adventurous."
"He's all yours," Mary laughed. They both swam toward the entrance.