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I pulled our car through the open stern of the ferry and parked where I was directed. It wasn't crowded today. My wife Sarah and I had been visiting the island for almost a decade after discovering it our first summer together. Some years the vehicles were packed so closely together that it was hard to open the car doors enough to squeeze out and get to the stairs.Sarah carried our wool blanket, and I carried our shoulder bags. We hurried up to the open observation deck. A tattered Canadian flag stirred in the light sea breeze. It was very warm here at the landing, but hard experience taught us that it was never warm on the open bay.
A horn blew and the tail ramp started to lift and close. I took Sarah by the hand and said, "Come on baby, let's go get a good place to sit." We found an empty bench behind the boat's superstructure, which gave us some protection from the breeze. Sarah flapped the blanket open, and we sat down, snuggling close to each other. She buried her hands under the blanket and rested her head on my chest just above my breasts.
I smiled at her and bent my head to kiss her lovingly. Even after ten years, I was passionately in love with her, and still deeply aroused by her beauty. She's deliciously girlie, with a sleek body, a tight, gorgeous butt, and long Barbie-doll legs. Her dark blonde hair hangs just beyond her shoulders, though today she was wearing it up in a loose bun. She has a delightful, impish smile, especially when she's being naughty. I'm definitely not a bad looking woman myself, but I'm not in her league. I'm very proud of the fact that I weigh no more than I did when I graduated from high school almost twenty-five years ago. I still don't have any gray streaks in my curly auburn hair, and Sarah tells me I have beautiful dimples when I smile.
The ferry shuddered and backed out of it's slip. We were off on the ninety minute crossing. We watched the passengers coming and going, speculating whether or not it was their first trip to the island. Those without jackets were almost certainly first-timers. I perked up and took notice when two young girls came on deck, laughing and chattering with each other like magpies. They looked to be anywhere from 16 to 20, and they were both gorgeous in the way only slim teenaged girls can be. They both had lithe young bodies, and sweet, perky faces; one had long honey blonde hair, and the other dark brown hair about the same color as mine piled atop her head. They both wore short shorts and one piece hoodies. Uh oh, they were going to regret those shorts in a few minutes, I thought. Sadly, the honey blonde girl was wearing an orthopedic walking boot, as though she'd broken her ankle or had some sort of surgery.
Whatever her disability was, it didn't seem to bother the girl. She and her friend were bubbly and animated, all touchy and huggy in the way teenage girls are with their friends. Maybe it was my imagination, but damn, it looked like there was more than teenage girl BFF affection going on. When the girl with the boot got up, her friend helped her stand, and acted like a crutch when she walked.
They went to the rail to take a look, discovered just how cold it was, and came back to the relative shelter of the bench kitty-corner from us. They scrunched together against the cold, still giggling and animated. One of them took out her phone, and they brought their heads together, smiling brightly, so the girl with the phone – blondie – could take their picture.
Sarah jabbed me with her elbow. "Look at those two honeys," she said softly. She knew I had a thing for young women. "Look how cute they are."
I couldn't take my eyes off them. "Cute hell," I said under my breath. "Those little sweeties are hot!"
"They look like little lezzabelles."
"You think?" I said. Was it possible? Well hell, even if they were, what of it?
"Oh yeah," Sarah said, eyeing them closely. "Bet you'd love to get your hands on them. I know I damn sure would."
"Since when are you interested in robbing the cradle?"
"Since I saw these little hotties."
Sarah didn't lift her head from my chest, so when the girls shyly looked our way, they clearly saw we were a lesbian couple. Sarah, always bolder and more willing to take risks than me, smiled brightly at them. The girls blushed furiously, giggled and self-consciously looked away, but not until they flashed us sweet, shy smiles.
They both stole looks at us from under their eyelashes. Suddenly, Sarah lifted her head and pushed her mouth against mine. She caught me by surprise, but I recovered and got her drift. I kissed her back, savoring her sweet lips.
Sarah pulled her lips back, then I slipped a few wet smacks in. We pretended to be oblivious to the girls. Sarah settled back, smiling up at me. "I love you," I said, smiling back.
"I love you," she murmured, her eyes sparkling. "You okay if I take a little risk? Nothing serious."
"You're bad," I whispered with a smile, my way of saying Go for it.
She waited a minute for the girls to digest seeing us kiss so brazenly. They seemed to snuggle ever closer together, still trying to look at us secretly. Finally, Sarah raised her voice and said, "You girls look cold."
They giggled self-consciously, but Miss Brunette answered, "Yeah, it's a lot colder then we expected. It was really warm when we got on."
"It's always cold out on the water, even if it's hot on land," I said.
"We shoulda worn pants. Or brought a blanket," Blondie said. "No one told us it'd be cold."
Sarah laughed. "You want to get under our blanket? There's plenty of room."
The girls both covered their mouths and snickered. They looked at each other as though communicating with their eyes. Then Blondie said, "Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously," Sarah answered. "We hate to see you freezing."
They looked at each other again, shrugged, and Miss Brunette said, "Sure, that'd be cool. Or warm," and they both giggled at her small, unintentional joke.
Sarah slid over so there was a gap between us for the girls to sit. My heart speeded up and I felt a tightening sensation in my chest. The girls were clearly a little unsure of themselves, but it seemed natural when they shifted positions so the blonde girl with the boot sat next to me, and the auburn haired girl sat next to Sarah. Once wrapped in the blanket, the girls both cooed their thanks and delight at how much nicer it was all covered up.
"By the way ladies," I offered. "I guess if we're going to share a blanket, we probably ought to know each others names. I'm Victoria, but everyone calls me Vicki, and that's my beautiful wife Sarah, but everyone calls her Sarah."
They laughed politely at my lame joke, but both girls' eyes widened. "You're wife?" Blondie said, looking first at Sarah, then me. "You mean you two are, like, married?" When I looked at her up close, my heart surged. I could smell the clean scent of her shampoo. Her features were fine, delicate and lovely, and her wide, guileless hazel eyes were almost hauntingly beautiful. They were eyes that could freeze me like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
Sarah never missed a beat. "Yup, we've been married three years now, but we've been together ten."
"Oh wow," Miss Brunette said. "That is so awesomely cool! So, you're lesbians?"
Blondie kicked her. "Duh! Stupid. What do you think," and they both giggled and snickered. At last, the blonde girl said, "Oh. I'm Stephanie, and everybody calls me that or Stephie, and she's Carrie, just don't call her stupid." Both girls broke into laughter, and they poked at each other playfully. Oh yes, they were more than just friends, that was obvious.
"She's always picking on me and calling me names," Carrie mock pouted.
Stephie looked at me, and our eyes locked. "It's not true," she said without looking away from me. "I only tease her when she deserves it."
Hardly believing I was doing it, my heart thudding heavily in my chest, I put my hand directly on Stephanie's thigh. She kept looking at me, and her lovely lips flexed in a tiny smile. She subtly, almost imperceptibly nudged herself a bit closer to me. "What happened to your leg?" I asked, giving her a soft squeeze.
"I went to step off the bottom stair, and my little brother left a toy there, and it made my ankle turn. I thought it was just a sprain, but I hadda have an operation. I only have to wear the boot to walk. I can take it off when I sit or go to bed. Once I start therapy in a couple of weeks, I can get rid of the damned thing."
I heard Sarah say, "This has to be your first time on the island. Are you alone?"
"Well, sorta," Carrie said.
Stephanie turned a little, using it as an excuse to push closer to me, and said, "My Aunt Cindy owns some cottages she rents out at Miller's Cove, she's lived there about six years and she's been after me to come over and visit, since we've never been. So we decided to go ahead and do it before school starts."
"Yeah," Carrie piped up. "Neither of us has our driver's license – Stephie was gonna get hers this summer, but she broke her foot and now she can't until she loses the boot."
"Yeah," Stephie agreed. "Sucks. So my Mom drove us from Fredricksburg and dropped us off."
I frowned. "Miller's Cove is ten miles from the landing. How are you getting there?"
"Oh, we got our bags and stuff down in the lounge. Once we can get a signal on my phone, I'll call Aunt Cindy and she'll come pick us up."
I looked at Sarah and she gave me an almost imperceptible nod. My insides panged. I couldn't believe what we were going to try to do. In our ten years together, we'd never once been with anyone but each other. Sure, we'd talked about the idea, but we'd never really believed we'd ever do it. Yet here we were, about to try seducing two teenage girls.
"Hey, I've got an idea," I said, as if the thought just occurred to me. "We have to drive right by Miller's Cove to get to Wood's Cove. Why don't you let us give you a ride? Save your aunt a trip all the way in from Miller's."
Stephie looked over at Sarah and Carrie, then she looked at me, and those eyes stabbed me like a dagger. A hot wave swished over me, and I felt dizzy, very dizzy. My chest grew heavy and tight, and for a few seconds, it was hard to breathe. I felt myself swimming in those eyes. Stephie's nostrils were flared, her pupils dilated, and her cheeks flushed in spite of the cold wind. I have no idea how long our eyes were locked on each other. It felt like hours, and I could have drowned in them for even longer. It was only when I almost unconsciously started to dip in to kiss the girl that I caught myself.
My head began to clear and I came back to earth. There was a pained expression on Stephie's face, as if she knew I came within a whisker of kissing her and she was disappointed that I stopped. "You guys don't mind?" she said shyly, looking down at last. "I mean, we, like don't want to put you to any trouble."
That's when I realized we'd locked eyes for only a few seconds. The question of bringing them to Stephie's Aunt Cindy's place still hung in the air. Trying to get a better grip on myself, I smiled and said, "Of course we don't mind, and it isn't out of our way. Not a bit."
She brought her hand from under the blanket to push her wind tangled hair away from her face. "OK," she said, "As long as you really don't mind. I'll call Aunt Cindy and let her know when we get off the boat."
Sarah and Carrie were giggling like kids, playing some silly game like pat-a-cake with their hands. That's one of the things about Sarah that gets me so hot, her natural ability to act silly, like a playful teen. To them, the ride business was a settled deal as soon as I made the offer. I looked back at Stephie, and the breeze was whipping strands of her blonde hair in her face. I brought my hand out and gently pushed it away. "You have beautiful hair," I said, and indeed she did. Even snarled by the salty air, it felt like silk.
She smiled shyly. "You're just saying that," she murmured.
"I'm just saying that because it's true," I said with a soft smile. I allowed myself to stroke my thumb over her temple.
Stephie shuddered at my touch. She looked at me with barely disguised longing. What on earth was happening? Here was a 18 year old girl I hadn't known an hour ago, and I was seducing her, and she was acting like it was a lifelong dream come true. "I think you're so pretty," she said to me, then looked away.
I laughed and tugged gently on a strand of her hair. "Now it's mine turn to say, 'You're just saying that.'"
She giggled as if she'd been caught doing something childish. "No. Seriously. It's true. I... I think Sarah's lucky to have a wife as pretty as you."
Before I could answer, Sarah piped up, "Hey you two rays of sunshine. You don't have the market on good ideas cornered, Victoria. What about we play tour guide for our new friends? Get together tomorrow and the four of us spend the day checking out the island."
The ferry was making the sharp turn around the high spit of granite sticking out from the island like a seahorse's nose to make the final run in to the landing. I was shocked. We were about to dock and we were so captivated by the girls that we hadn't noticed a single one of the island's features, so familiar to us from previous trips. I said, "That sounds like an awesome idea." God, Sarah and I made a good team.
Stephie's eyes grew wide. "Seriously? You'd do that for us?"
"As long as it's OK with you... and Aunt Cindy."
"Oh, that would be so totally awesome," Stephie bubbled.
A disembodied voice came over the PA announcing, first in English and then in French, that it was now safe to proceed to the vehicle deck. The four of us got to our feet. My crotch was wet. I hoped it wasn't too obvious. The two girls took one end of the blanket, Sarah and I the other so we could fold it. Sarah, her eyes twinkling impishly, said just loud enough for me to hear, "I thought for a minute there you were gonna cum."
"So did I sweetie, so did I."
"Oh, you are turning into such a fucking slut in your old age. I'm gonna have to start keeping a closer eye on you."
Erotica E-Story the case with Mike Hutchins, Private Investigator
Erotica E-Story the case with Mike Hutchins, Private Investigator.
Such was the case with Mike Hutchins, Private Investigator, who, in a relaxed mood of drunken, post-coital bliss, casually mentioned to his girlfriend/lover that one of his clients was engaged in a Lesbian affair as were her daughter and her friends. Said girlfriend, one Connie Peterson, was immediately curious and threatened him with no further sexual favors until he immediately supplied more details. He did and now she had names to accompany the titillating news which she promptly conveyed to her BFF, in the strictest confidence of course, who shared it with her hair stylist, just between them, you know, and so on and so on, the story growing more bizarre with each telling until ...***
Leslie Dean was relaxing on her back deck with a romance novel and a cool drink when her phone chirped; it was a number she didn't recognize.
"Hello, this is Leslie."
"Leslie Dean?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"You don't know me, but I wanted to warn you that the Board of Directors of the Legion of Decency's called an emergency meeting about you."
"About me, what's this all about?"
"You're having Lesbian sex with other women and teenage girls."
"Why that's ridiculous, where did you hear this?"
"A friend of a friend, I just wanted to warn you, sweetie. Goodbye."
"Wait, who are ... Damn, they hung up."
***
Susan Crawford had stepped from the shower and was toweling off when her phone trilled; it was Leslie.
"Hi baby, what's goin' on?"
"Plenty, someone just called me and said that there was a rumor going around that I was having Lesbian sex with teenage girls and the Legion of Decency's Board of Directors is calling an emergency meeting about me. I'm scared, baby."
"Be cool, I'll be right over."
***
Teri Dean and Keri Crawford were having lunch in the school cafeteria when one of their Goth friends walked over, sat across from them at their table and said "What this about you guys getting' it on with your mom's? The whole school's talkin' about it."
"What the hell," Keri snapped, "Who told you that?"
"That's bullshit," Teri added, "Our mom's wouldn't do that."
"I'm just tellin' ya what I heard," Keith Somers said, defensively. "They say your sisters involved too, Teri. The five of ya are lezzin' it up big time. I think it's kinda hot."
The girls glanced around and saw students at other tables looking at them and talking among themselves. Three girls at one table waved shyly at them and smiled.
"Thanks for cluing us in, Keith," Keri said. "I dunno who started this bullshit, but I'm gonna find out."
"I just lost my appetite," Teri said, standing up, "C'mon Keri, let's get outta here."
Keri stood up and they walked towards the cafeteria exit doors, feeling every eye in the place on them. Once they were out in the hall Teri said "How did everyone find out? Has somebody been peeping in our windows? Mom and Susan are gonna be so pissed when they hear about this."
"I'm callin' mom now," Keri replied, taking her phone from her purse and punching the speed dial. "Mom, y'know what I just heard, there's a rumor goin' around school that we're getting' it on with each other ... yeah, the whole town must know if these kids do ... what, you guys heard it too ... a phone call ... they said what ... no shit? Look, we're comin' home ... naw, we won't miss anything important ... don't worry, we'll catch a ride ... see ya in a while ... bye."
"What's goin' on there?" Teri asked.
"The shit's hit the fan, babe, your mom got a call that someone ratted her out to that Decency crowd she hangs with. Those people are nuts. She thinks they're gonna kick her out of the Legion because she's a Lesbian."
"Those fuckers," Teri said angrily. "Poor mom, she must be freakin' out."
"She sounded almighty pissed to me; I heard her cussin' in the background. Let's get outta here."
Three girls and two boys emerged from the cafeteria doors, saw Teri and Keri and began snickering and whispering.
"What the fuck's so funny," Teri snarled, clenching her fists.
The group continued to snicker and hurried off, looking back at them.
***
Brittany Crawford was relaxing in the break room at the Bargain Barn with a cup of tea and a muffin when the door opened and Fred Wheeler stumped in, beady eyes gleaming in his pudgy face. Being Associate Floor Manager gave him a limited amount of authority and he never missed a chance to lord it over any subordinates. He had asked Brittany for a date several times and she had politely turned him down.
Brittany groaned inwardly as he headed for her table and heaved his bulk into the chair next to her. She pasted a smile on her face and said "Hi Fred," as pleasantly as she could. He mopped his sweaty brow with a soiled handkerchief and replied "Now I know why you'd never go out on a date with me."
'Because you're a repulsive slob' Brittany thought, but said sweetly "Whatever are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about," he said with an evil grin, "You bein' a Lez and all."
"Excuse me? I'm a what?"
"Don't play dumb with me, cutie. The whole staff's talking about it. You and those other girls getting' it on and ..."
"Who told you this?" Brittany said, her anger rising.
"I heard it from Pat in Linens and Draperies and she heard it from ..."
"I'm gonna get to the bottom of this," Brittany said, arising from her chair, "See ya, Fred." She threw what remained of her tea and muffin in the trash, stalked out the door and headed for the warehouse where she could make a phone call in private. What in hell was going on?
***
"Brit's on her way," Susan said as Teri and Keri came charging through the front door, embarrassed, annoyed and spoiling for a fight. They'd finally been able to catch a ride with two girls they knew from Math class and were pestered for details about their supposed relationship throughout the trip although they admitted nothing, saying it was so much bullshit.
"Who ratted us out, mom?" Keri shouted, "Someone's lookin' for an ass kickin'."
"Calm down, sweetie," Susan replied. "We don't know anything yet. Evidently there are rumors about us all over town. We may never know who it was and until we do ..."
"I just thought of who'd know about us, it's that goddamn blabbermoutn Hutchins!" Leslie shouted as she emerged from the kitchen and stormed into the family room, "That lousy sonofabitch! I'm gonna rip his balls off and make him eat them!"
Teri was shocked; she'd never heard her mom use such language or seen her get this mad.
"Are you sure, babe?" Susan said.
"Who else knew about when the girls went to 'Lover's Island' and who snuck into the house while we were making love? He probably watched us for a while, that goddamn perv. When I get my hands on him ..."
"Who's this Hutchins guy, mom?" Teri said. "How come he knows about us going to 'Lover's Island'?"
Leslie's demeanor changed abruptly from anger to embarrassment.
"He's a private detective I hired to keep an eye on you, baby. I thought you were fighting other girls over some boy and were having sex with him. I just wanted to protect you ..."
"Mother, how could you!" Teri shouted. "Spying on me like that; don't you trust me at all? Having some creepy guy following me everywhere, what were you thinking? " She burst into tears and ran upstairs, slamming the bedroom door behind her.
Leslie collapsed into a chair like a punctured balloon. "I only wanted to protect her. Now I've ruined everything and she hates me. I was only trying to be a good mother, I swear." She put her hands over her face and began to cry.
Susan, Brittany and Keri were stunned by Teri's outburst and Leslie's reaction to it.
"Go to her, Brit," Susan said, "She needs you now." She arose from the couch and sat on the arm of Leslie's chair, stroking her hair and letting her cry.
Keri was unsure what to do, so she lay back on the couch and closed her eyes wishing it would all go away and they all could be happy again, then her phone played the opening chords to a popular tune.
"Hi Jen, what's goin' on, yeah, sure, lemme ask. Is it okay with you guys if I go to the mall with Jen and Maria?"
Susan nodded; Leslie did as well, wiping her eyes with a tissue as Susan caressed her neck.
"Pick me up in ten, thanks, bye." She kissed them both and ran out the door to wait at the curb for her friends. Things totally sucked; maybe it would be fun to go shopping.
***
Brittany tapped on Teri's door saying "It's me, baby, can I come in?"
"Is she with you?"
"Nope, it's just me."
The door opened and Teri stood there, clothes rumpled from lying in bed, eyes red from crying. Brittany held out her arms and Teri came to her embrace saying "Why does she hate me, baby? I've always been a good girl. I've never given her a reason to doubt me. Why did she have me followed? Doesn't she love me?"
Brittany eased her back into the room, closed the door and hugged her. "She loves you, sweetie, maybe a little too much. She was worried about you. You know how protective she can be."
"Yeah, I know," Teri replied, sarcasm in her voice. "Sometimes I think of her as the warden rather than my mother. If she hadn't accepted us together, I would have left home and we could have run away."
"I don't think your mom's quite the same woman she was when she hired that detective to follow you. She and my mom falling in love have changed her. She's not judgmental like she was. She really loves you. Let's go down and talk with her. You'll see."
"I always feel so safe when you hold me," Teri said. "I know you're right. Let's go downstairs and talk."
"That's the woman I love," Brittany said. They kissed and went down the steps hand in hand.
***
Being at the mall had done nothing to change Keri's mood. She had tried shopping with her friends and finally told them to go on without her; she'd meet them in the food court later. She sat down at the edge of the fountain in the middle of the mall having a major pity party. Everyone was happy; everyone had someone but her.
"Is this seat taken?"
Keri looked up and saw a beautiful blonde girl standing there, smiling sweetly, white teeth gleaming. Her blue short shorts and magenta cut off t-shirt appeared to be sprayed on and the high heeled sandals she wore displayed her delicate feet and decorated toenails.
"Uhhh ... sure," Keri replied, quite taken with the girls beauty. Then she remembered, it was the sales clerk Veronica from Lover's Island. Oh man, she was gorgeous.
Veronica sat down in a graceful movement, crossed one shapely leg over another and said "Are you shopping?"
"Naw, jus' hangin' out," Keri replied, gazing lustfully at the girls full breasts, her stiff nipples plainly visible under the thin fabric, "You?"
"I needed a few things," Veronica said, showing her a Victoria's Secret bag she was carrying. "They're one of the few places that keep my bra size in stock."
"It sure doesn't look like you need a bra," Keri said, then giggled, "They're beautiful."
"You're sweet," Veronica replied, "Are you here with your friends? They make such a cute couple."
"They're home, it's just me. I'm surprised you remembered me with all the people you meet at the store."
"I never forget a pretty face. Are you with anyone?"
'You already asked me that' Keri thought, and then 'She thinks I'm pretty', then she caught on, "No, I'm not."
"I was gonna call you, but I didn't know if you were, you know, seeing anyone."
"You were gonna call me?" Keri said, incredulous.
"Well, sure," Veronica replied, "I think you're hot."
Keri was blushing profusely. This gorgeous woman thought she was hot? She could have any man or woman she wanted just by crooking her finger and she thinks I'm hot?
"Um ... ah ... gee thanks," Keri replied, thinking 'Jeezus, how lame is that? She'll think I'm a dweeb'.
Veronica laughed, breasts jiggling provocatively. "I didn't mean to embarrass you, Keri. I do think you're hot though."
"Me?" Keri blurted, "You're the one who's hot. When first I saw you in the store my panties went damp." She blushed again, "I mean ..."
Veronica laughed again, "It's okay, babe. I seem to have that effect on people. Would you like to get some coffee or something?"
"Um ... sure," Keri replied, there's the 'Coffee Bean' in the food court and a Star..."
"Let's have coffee at my place," Veronica said, winking at her.
Keri's heart skipped a beat at the not-so-subtle invitation "Yeah, Let's do that."
***
Susan and Leslie were cuddling on the couch when the doorbell rang. "Now who could that be?" Leslie said, getting up and going to the door. When she opened it, four members of the Legion of Decency's Executive Committee were standing on her doorstep. They did not look happy.
"Hello, Prudence, Olivia, Henry, Matthew," Leslie said brightly, "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"We are here concerning a matter of the upmost importance," Prudence replied in a reedy voice, "May we come in?"
"Of course," Susan said, "Let's go into the family room so we can talk."
When they entered the room, Susan arose from the couch and smiled at them. "This is my dear friend, Susan," Leslie said, "Susan, this is Prudence Mather, Olivia Smollett, Henry Weeks and Matthew Priestly; my colleagues in the Legion of Decency. Please sit down. Would you care for something to drink, some tea, perhaps?"
"No thank you," Henry replied, his sonorous voice like the bass pipes on a church organ, "We will not be staying long."
Leslie's forehead knotted and she said nothing. She saw Susan had moved from the couch to the large chair so the visitors could sit down. She seated herself beside Susan so their bodies were pressed together. Susan put her arm around Leslie's waist as they smiled at their guests and Leslie said "Now what is it you wanted to see me about?"
Matthew coughed nervously, the obvious intimacy between the women making him uncomfortable, and then said "Some disturbing rumors have come to our attention concerning you, Ms. Dean; quite disturbing rumors." He coughed again, "They concern certain deviant sexual practices occurring between you and young girls. Is this true?"
"Nothing could be further from the truth ...," Leslie began, her voice and anger rising.
"Be cool, babe," Susan whispered.
Leslie took a deep breath and continued "I have an affectionate and loving relationship with my daughter and her friends; in fact her best friend's mother is sitting here with me. Susan and I are friends and also have an affectionate and loving relationship, there is no deviancy involved whatsoever."
"Words such as 'affectionate' and 'loving' are often code words for deviant sexual practices," Olivia replied, her raspy voice sounding like a buck saw cutting through a tree limb. "It is abundantly clear that all sorts of deviant behaviors exist in this town, Ms. Dean and your daughter and her friends are involved in them."
"Just how do you know this?" Leslie said, bristling, as Susan hugged her as a signal to be calm.
"I saw them with my own two eyes in that cesspool of depravity named 'Lover's Island Boutique and Sex Shop," Olivia said haughtily. "They were buying appliances to have sex with, laughing and talking about how they were going to use them on each other; shameful behavior that you appear to be encouraging, Ms. Dean."
"So you're the one who was spying on our kids?" Susan snarled, "What the hell were you doing in there anyway if this so called deviancy upsets you so much?"
"Be cool yourself, babe," Leslie whispered in her ear.
"I was merely observing the latest trends in sexual deviancies." Olivia said, primly. "One must keep abreast of the latest trends in that direction in order to crusade against them."
"Where have I heard that before," Susan said, nudging Leslie and grinning.
"There'll be no pussy for you tonight, smart ass," Leslie whispered, grinning back at her.
"Back to the reason for our visit," Prudence said, drawing herself up stiffly, "Until we have determined whether or not these rumors about you are true, Ms. Dean, we have no choice but to suspend your membership in the Legion on grounds of sexual impropriety. You will not be invited to future meetings until further notice, nor will you be allowed to crusade with us when we target those establishments that promote degeneracy and lasciviousness. Good day."
The League members stood up to leave and Leslie said "Before you go I have something to tell all of you." She stood up and Susan stood up with her, their arms around each other. "Susan here is my lover and my love and I am hers. She makes me happy and I make her happy. When we make love it's like a symphony and the music we make is delightful. We are Lesbians and proud of it. What you may think of us is immaterial. Go ahead and banish me. I no longer care to associate with the likes of you judgmental snobs.
Furthermore, if my daughter and her friends choose to live as Lesbians, so be it. They are over eighteen years of age and can make their own lifestyle decisions as we have made ours. Which of you are so Simon Pure you can presume to judge anyone?" She turned to Susan and they soul kissed.
The four, too amazed to speak, simply turned and left, closing the front door behind them.
Teri rushed into the room; she and Brittany had been listening to the exchange sitting on the stairway, nudging each other and smirking.
"You were wonderful, mom," she cried happily, "You really showed 'em."
Leslie embraced her saying "That was for all of us, my daughter. I love you."
"I love you too, mom," Teri replied, hugging her tightly.
***
"This is a cool place," Keri said as they entered Veronica's tastefully decorated apartment. The beige walls, indirect lighting, framed art hangings and Swedish Modern furniture imbued a welcoming and relaxing feel to the living area.
"I'm glad you like it," Veronica said, removing her sandals, "Take your shoes off and relax." Keri removed her flats and followed the woman into the small, but cozy kitchen. "What will you have to drink?"
"A root beer, please," Keri replied, looking around at the collection of pots and pans hanging from hooks in the ceiling. "Do you do a lot of cooking?"
"Not as much as I'd like to. I seem to be out of root beer, how about a glass of chilled white wine? This Chardonnay is quite nice."
"Yeah, sure," Keri replied, taking the wineglass from Veronica. Their hands touched and the feeling was electric. "Let me show you around," she said, taking Keri by the arm; causing a delicious shiver.
"You've seen the kitchen and the living room," Veronica continued, "Now this is my office," she said, indicating a room filled with books and a computer table with a laptop and speakers on it; "And this is the bathroom and this is my bedroom."
Keri's pulse quickened as she stared at the canopied bed that dominated the room covered with a colorful quilt. A nightstand, a bureau and an armoire completed the room's furniture. "It's beautiful, Veronica."
Veronica took the wine glass from Keri's hand and placed it with her own on the bedside table. She took the already excited girl in her arms and said "Not nearly as beautiful as you, precious. Let's get naked. I want to lick and suck every inch of your gorgeous body."
Throwing their clothes on the floor, Veronica turned down the comforter and they climbed onto the soft linen sheets. Keri lay back as Veronica began to kiss and caress her, willing and wanting to let this goddess do what she pleased with her young body and make her cum and cum.
Virginia made good her desire to kiss and lick Keri, her lips and tongue dancing over the smooth skin, teasing, touching, tickling, and giving the trembling girl a tongue bath, moving up one leg and down the other, sucking her pretty toes until Keri was agonized with need.
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We slept in...we earned it.
Well, that, plus the fact we knew it was only a four-hour drive, give or take a half-hour, to Vegas from Flag so, yeah, we slept in.
Marni woke me with a little morning cunnilingus and, of course, I reciprocated. Once that piece of business was taken care of, we were showered, coiffed and out of the door by nine AM. Couldn't check in until three PM so, yeah, we were fine.
Stopping for fuel and lattes before leaving Flagstaff, Marni slipped us into the I-40 westbound traffic without a hiccup. We both settled back, sipped our lattes and enjoyed the beautiful mountain scenery of tall, green firs and conifers, the trees seemingly reaching for the sky.
"Goddamnit, Jules, that was fun last night, sugar," Marni said aloud without any warning.
"Yes it was, girlfriend, yes it was," I smilingly agreed.
"Probably ought to send Maggie and Toni a bouquet of flowers for getting us cranked up last night," She jokingly suggested.
"I'm guessing that they're expecting something else from us as a 'thank-you'," I wise-cracked to her.
"Probably right...speaking of which, you still okay with meeting up with them tonight?" She asked.
"If you are, I am," I replied simply.
"You do realize that they want to fuck us, right?" She replied.
Turning towards her, I lifted the sunglasses from my eyes and gave her my best 'are you shitting me look?', saying, "Seriously?"
"We're still on vacation," I continued, "and as your self-appointed attorney, let me point out that if we hook up with Toni and Maggie, its protected under the 'Pinky Swear' clause of our social contract, just as it was with Gayle," sounding very lawyer-like as I said it, "What happens on vay-cay, stays on vay-cay."
"Oooooh, I have my own personal lawyer now?" She teased.
Leaning towards her, I nuzzled her ear with my mouth, whispering, "Yes, yes you do," punctuating my words by tonguing her ear suggestively as I 'tweaked' her boob with my fingertips through her blouse.
She punched the accelerator when I did that, the response from the Beemer pushing us against our seats.
"Yowzah," She cried aloud, smiling at me...
We stopped in Kingman, Arizona to grab a bite to eat since we hadn't breakfasted, laying out our 'game-plan' for Vegas.
"I think we should go to the ticket desk after we check in, first thing, and see what shows are available," I suggested between bites.
"And book the spa for Sunday?" Marni asked.
"That's what I think," I agreed.
"Do you think we'll be able to check-in early? Looks like we'll get there a little after one." Marni mused.
"Let me do the talking with the check-in clerk," I said, "if its a guy, I can always hint that if he lets us check in early, he might get a blow-job from you later," chuckling when I said it.
"Me? Why would I have to give him a blow-job?" She giggled.
"'Cause I haven't even thought about dick since we've started this trip," I countered, "and its all your fault."
"Complaining are you?" She parried.
"Oh, hell no," I answered while signaling for our check...
Hell of a change in landscape from the mountains of Flagstaff to the salt and alkali flats that lay between Kingman and Nevada we mused, as we drove towards 'Sin City'. Not very scenic really, we thought, as we chatted idily.
"Last night? When we were flirting with Maggie and Toni?" Marni remarked casually, "I got turned on thinking about you and Toni out there on the balcony, envisioning all sorts of things y'all might be doing."
Chuckling, I replied, "I opened my eyes at one point when Toni was kissing me and feeling me up...I saw you and Maggie kissing, saw her stroking your boob...got me excited, as well," I confessed.
"In Gulf Shores, when we played with Gayle?" She offered further, "Laying there, watching her eat you when you were sitting on her face, that got me sooooo fucking hot and horny, especially when she got you off," turning her head towards me with a smile after saying it.
"She didn't get me off," I corrected, "She was eating me but when I looked down to you and you smiled at me, that's what got me off, that's when I orgasmed...it was your smile that got me off."
She smiled sweetly at me, "You and me? There's serious 'kink' going on with you and me," she opined with a grin.
"You say that like it was a bad thing," I joked, causing us both to giggle like schoolgirls...
The good news is that Marni wasn't going to have give the desk clerk a blowjob after all.
The desk 'gal' was only too happy to check us in early and, tipping the bellman to bring our bags to our rooms, Marni and I went to see what shows still had tickets available.
The sorta' bad news was that all of the shows that we wanted to see were sold out for that night, Saturday night, but we were able to get tickets for the show of a comedian that we both liked for Sunday night's show.
"So, ideas?" Marni asked as we pocketed our tickets, "Not hungry...don't really feel like drinking this early, especially if we're going to have a few with our evil twins," referring to Maggie and Toni, of course.
"Seems a shame to waste this bright sunny day by staying indoors...feel like hitting the swimming pool and sun-bathing?" I suggested.
She did, and we did...
We did laps until our legs cramped from the much-needed exercise, needed because we hadn't run for a few days. Calling 'uncle', we slathered lotion on each other, ordered a couple of beers from the pool waitress and laid out on our reclining loungers near the pool.
Lots of twenty-somethings running around in skimpy suits, the abundance of jiggling ta-tas serving to keep one's head turning if you were an admirer of tits and,seriously...who isn't?
"Tell you what, sugar, I don't know what the going rate for silicon is, but I bet we could retire if we harvested all the silicon around the pool area," I joked with Marni as the latest pair of store-boughts strolled by us.
"Damn sure take a great vacation at the least," She said, concurring.
"We ought to think about that," I mused, "plan another vacation...this has been too much fun not to do again."
"I'm on board with that thinking...just so's you know," She smilingly replied, then draining the last of her Corona, she said, "Think I'm done, babe, I feel like a nap...damned sun really sucks the energy from me."
"Me too, let's go up and do that," I said in agreement.
Surprisingly, we were both content to snuggle together on our king bed and go to sleep, the feeling of contentment that enveloped me, bringing a smile to my soul...
"Now that's what I'm talking about," Marni said leeringly when I twirled for her after donning, again, my killer li'l red cocktail dress.
I tried to argue against it when she had asked me to wear it that night, my argrument being that I'd worn it already, in Denver.
"So what," She countered, "it looks good on you, so why not? Please, pretty please, for me?"
That's when I realized I was 'whipped'...
We had napped until around seven'ish, Marni waking first and showering, the sound of which is what woke me. When she was through, I jumped in to do my thing, the two of us chit-chatting all the while.
She chose a cocktail dress I'd not seen before, pale blue in color and strapless, the ensemble fitting her body tightly, screaming 'Sexy' to all who looked.
"Wow...that really looks good on you, sugar," I cooed, "I like that look on you, fits your body well."
"If you like it, then, mission accomplished," She replied, accepting my words...
Choosing one of Bellagio's full-service restaurants, we ate a leisurely dinner and enjoyed a couple of glasses of a nice wine. I noticed the glances from other diners, admiring glances from both men and women. I don't know about Marni because we didn't mention it or talk about it, but for me? I sorta' liked the looks and leers.
After our meal, we wandered the casino floor, a bit of slot play from the both of us as we worked our way towards the Blackjack tables.
"Feeling it?" Marni asked as we scanned the tables, checking out the action.
"Think I am...going to play or watch?" I asked as I zeroed in on a table that had a couple of opened seats.
"I'll watch, babe, I don't do well with Blackjack," Marni replied.
Taking one of the opened seats, I settled in and drew five hundred in chips from the dealer, a very attractive woman who couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of my 'girls' as she dealt the next hand.
Flipping my cards over, I opted out of that hand, my cards just not 'thrilling' me, whispering to Marni my reason for not playing that hand. She nodded her understanding as we both watched the hand play out.
And then it started.
I got hot, hitting Blackjack after Blackjack, beating the dealer with one hand after the other until her shift ended and another dealer came in to take over the table.
A change in dealers? I was out of there, me and a couple of grand of Bellagio's money to the good.
"Damn, girlfriend, that was sweet," Marni said with admiration as she walked along with me to cash in my chips.
"Not bad for an hour's work," I replied with just a hint of smugness, all pleased with myself for 'feeling it'.
"Almost eleven...want to go upstairs to meet the gals?" Marni asked as I slipped the bills into my clutch. Having an afterthought, I opened my clutch and fished ten c-notes out, handing them to Marni and drawing a confused look from her.
"Wha..."
"Pretty sure you were my good luck charm," I said in explanation, "it's only fair that you take half of our winnings."
"Jules..."
"Shut the fuck up, Marni," I said, cutting her off, "Let's go get laid," smiling at her but beginning my walk to the bank of elevators that would take us to the roof-top lounge and party-club.
"Yes ma'am," She said meekly as she scurried to catch up with me...
I spotted Toni and Maggie before they spotted us.
They were standing along the outside rail of the roof-top crowded party-scene. They were also in cocktail dresses, attractive ones at that. Both were smaller-busted than either of us, not that that's a bad thing.
"Wow," They said appreciatively as they eyed us up and down when we approached them, "Talk about looking good enough to eat," Maggie cooed without even trying to hide her lust.
"Ladies," I said in greeting, the four of us hugging and cheek-kissing each other. Toni signaled the server who came over quickly to take our order, returning quickly with our drinks, as well.
Toni was a couple of inches shorter than me flat-footed but we were eye to eye because of my 2" heels and her 4" stilettos.
"Love that dress, Jules," Toni cooed, "makes you look simply scrumptious," saying that with a leering smile of desire, "I'll bet you are, aren't you?"
I simply smiled, choosing not to answer. Instead, I just moved a wee bit closer, making sure that my boobs were brushing against hers. Taking a sip of her cocktail, she just smiled at me while we eye-fucked each other.
She got the message.
The four of us chatted to kill time and had a couple of cocktails while doing so, the subtle 'pairing' happening slowly. Marni and Maggie were soon standing 'together', looking like a couple to outside eyes, as did Toni and I.
They were both married and had met through their spouses who worked together, several years ago. They took gals-only trips a few times a year and didn't think twice about getting some 'strange', men or women, when on these trips, they cheated with each.
"Of course, when we're at home in Santa Fe, we behave," Toni averred, "sometimes, anyway," drawing chuckles from all.
Leaning to whisper in my ear, Toni made sure that her drink-holding hand pressed against my breasts, saying, "Feel like going to our room? I rolled a bit of smoke for us," rubbing the back of her hand against my nipple.
"Yeah...why don't we do that," I replied with my mouth to her ear, making sure that my lips brushed her ear 'just so'.
"Mags, you two ready to go?" Toni asked but still looking hard into my eyes.
"Yeah, we are," Marni replied, looking at me quickly, both of us sharing a look of 'still okay with this?', that sort of look.
"The bad news is that our room doesn't have a balcony," Maggie said over her shoulder as we waited for the elevator, all of us with fresh drinks in hand, "The good news, however, is that we do have a big-assed King-bed, big enough for the four of us."
"Yummy," I said aloud.
"Yummy is right," Maggie said agreeing...
Their suite's living room had a large, overstuffed couch and a matching side chair, the bedroom, like ours, a separate room.
Toni sat in the large side chair, saying to Maggie, "Want to get the smoke?" then pulling me by my hand until I was sitting on her lap, her hand on my thigh, just above my knee.
Maggie returned with a doobie, handing it to Toni. Taking Marni's hand in hers, she said, "We'll go smoke in here, that okay?", nodding towards the bedroom.
"Sure," Marni replied with a glance towards Toni and I. I smiled with my eyes at Marni, she did the same to me as she walked away with Maggie.
Toni set her drink on the side table, next to mine, and lit the doobie, holding it for her and I as we took turns hitting it.
"Think I've had enough," the words coming slowly for me.
"Me too," Toni replied, dropping the doob into the ashtray on the side table, then returning her hand to my knee,slowly sliding it up my thigh, under my dress.
I was rubbing her, lightly, across the swell of her breasts with my fingertips as her hand neared my honey-pot. Turned on by the whole scene, I slipped my fingers into the bodice of her dress until I had her boob in my hand, kneading it and fondling her lustfully, my breathing becoming labored from excitment.
Reaching to me with her mouth, I reached for her's in return until we were lip-locked and making animal sounds to each other. Her tongue was deep in my mouth and I was sucking on it as if it were a dick.
I felt my zipper slowly sliding down my back, Toni pulling it until it reached the end of its track. Pulling my mouth from her's for a second, I slipped out of the top-half of the dress, letting it fall to my waist.
Holding her head with one hand, I led her mouth to my breast, lifting it to her, offering it to her to do with as she would, my hand cupping and squeezing her tit the whole time.
"Mmmmmm...ummmmmmm," She moaned as she started sucking and biting, slowly taking more of my tit into her mouth with each sucking until she could get no more in without suffocating.
Feeling her fingers slip under my silk panties, I spread my legs a bit wider to make it easier for her to play with me, her thumb rubbing circles on my clit while her finger probed my wetness, slowly in and slowly out, each stroke getting me wetter and wetter.
"Stop for a second," I said softly. Standing and pulling her from the chair, my dress fell to the floor, gathering at my feet. Reaching behind her, I unzipped her dress, slipping it down her boobs until, it too, lay on the floor at her feet.
Kneeling before her, I slid her thong down her legs, kissing her on her mons, sliding my tongue across her landing strip, flicking at her clit as I nibbled at her slick pussy-lips.
She pulled me from my knees, kissing me savagely as her fingers fumbled to pull my panties down, my own hand helping her to get the job done. Taking my hand in hers, she led us into the bedroom.
Marni was naked and laying with her head propped on the pillows, her hands rubbing through Maggie's hair as Maggie ate her, Marni's legs cocked and spread wide.
Marni opened her eyes for a second or two, smiling when she saw Toni and I joining them, both of us naked. Toni positioned me next to Marni, head on the pillows, then she kissed me lustfully, while one of her hands played with Ms. Kitty. Breaking her kiss with me, Toni leaned over and kissed Marni just as lustfully, while my hand cupped and fondled her smallish tits.
After breaking off her kiss to Marni, Toni crawled between my legs which, like Marni, were bent at the knee, feet flat on the bed. Gripping my thighs, Toni lowered her head, guttural sounds of passion escaping her lips as she found my swollen clit.
Marni and I leaned towards each other, kissing each other passionately while our 'dates' filled their need to eat our pussies. Sucking her tongue into my mouth, I sucked on it slowly, animal noises coming from Marni as I did so. Marni climaxed first and after getting her wind back from the gasping she had done, she pulled Maggie to lay on her back now so that she could take her turn at dining at the 'Y'.
It was watching her eating Maggie that sent me over the top and brought my orgasm from its hidey-hole, Toni's muffled moans of pleasure filling the room as I humped against her mouth.
I slid down on the bed and pulled Toni to sit on my face and gave her what I know was a world-class pussy-eating, her screams and babble joining with Maggie's when I got her off.
The four of us curled up with our sex partners, all of us catching our breath from that first round of orgasms, the one that had to be gotten out of the way.
Rested, we swapped partners, Toni with Marni and Maggie with me. Maggie eats pussy better than Toni but Toni's pussy tasted sweeter, I decided after having them both, not that anybody would ask, of course.
Reverting to my college-slut personae for a couple of hours, I had them use me freely, had them sitting on my face one after the other, an oral gang-bang of me, if you will. Marni was a bit unsure about it but, reassurred that this was what I wanted to do, she got into it with them as well.
When Maggie brought out her strap-on harness with the large dildo, I made up my mind that I wasn't leaving their room until I had been thoroughly fucked with it and it didn't matter to me who strapped it on.
Dragging ouselves from their suite at around three'ish in the morning, we found our way back to our suite, both of us looking freshly-fucked, me, most of all
"Liked that strap-on, did you?" Marni joked
"Like you didn't?" I smarted back.
"Had fun?" She asked with a gentle kiss to my lips which was smeared with pussy juices as I stripped for the shower.
"Yeah, but that dildo?"
"What about it, baby?"
"We need to get us one of those, sugar," I said and meaning every word of it...
Day 16...
We were awaken by our phone ringing at the crack of noon, Marni answering it since it was on her side of our bed. Floundering about in a still-not-quite-awake fog, I heard words but could not discern their meaning.
"That was Cheech and Chong asking if we'd like another round with them sometime today or tonight," Marni explained after hanging up the phone and falling back on the pillow.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Whatd'ya tell 'em?"
"I lied and said we had unbreakable plans but thanked them for thinking of us," Marni replied, stretching afterwards, "You okay with that?"
"Yep...that was a lot of fun with them last night but I'd just as soon that today be about us," I answered, rolling towards her and taking her in my arms in an embrace, giving her a soft kiss to the top of her head as she snuggled up against my body.
"Yeah, me too," She agreed with a kiss to my breast afterwards.
"What time is our appointment at the Spa?" I asked as we lay together, arms around each other, softly caressing the other.
"Three o'clock...why?" She replied softly.
She found out why...
We made our way to one of the buffets after showering once my wake-up horniness had been satisfied, much to Marni's delight, I must say.
"Were you and Prince-Fucking-Charming getting it on in the mornings when y'all were living together?" Marni asked casually between bites of her salad.
"Hardly ever," I answered honestly, "Hardly ever thought about wake-up sex with him...now, with you? Seems to be a whole other thing for me when I wake up in a bed with you," smiling at her, then taking a bite of my food.
Well, that, plus the fact we knew it was only a four-hour drive, give or take a half-hour, to Vegas from Flag so, yeah, we slept in.
Marni woke me with a little morning cunnilingus and, of course, I reciprocated. Once that piece of business was taken care of, we were showered, coiffed and out of the door by nine AM. Couldn't check in until three PM so, yeah, we were fine.
Stopping for fuel and lattes before leaving Flagstaff, Marni slipped us into the I-40 westbound traffic without a hiccup. We both settled back, sipped our lattes and enjoyed the beautiful mountain scenery of tall, green firs and conifers, the trees seemingly reaching for the sky.
"Goddamnit, Jules, that was fun last night, sugar," Marni said aloud without any warning.
"Yes it was, girlfriend, yes it was," I smilingly agreed.
"Probably ought to send Maggie and Toni a bouquet of flowers for getting us cranked up last night," She jokingly suggested.
"I'm guessing that they're expecting something else from us as a 'thank-you'," I wise-cracked to her.
"Probably right...speaking of which, you still okay with meeting up with them tonight?" She asked.
"If you are, I am," I replied simply.
"You do realize that they want to fuck us, right?" She replied.
Turning towards her, I lifted the sunglasses from my eyes and gave her my best 'are you shitting me look?', saying, "Seriously?"
"We're still on vacation," I continued, "and as your self-appointed attorney, let me point out that if we hook up with Toni and Maggie, its protected under the 'Pinky Swear' clause of our social contract, just as it was with Gayle," sounding very lawyer-like as I said it, "What happens on vay-cay, stays on vay-cay."
"Oooooh, I have my own personal lawyer now?" She teased.
Leaning towards her, I nuzzled her ear with my mouth, whispering, "Yes, yes you do," punctuating my words by tonguing her ear suggestively as I 'tweaked' her boob with my fingertips through her blouse.
She punched the accelerator when I did that, the response from the Beemer pushing us against our seats.
"Yowzah," She cried aloud, smiling at me...
We stopped in Kingman, Arizona to grab a bite to eat since we hadn't breakfasted, laying out our 'game-plan' for Vegas.
"I think we should go to the ticket desk after we check in, first thing, and see what shows are available," I suggested between bites.
"And book the spa for Sunday?" Marni asked.
"That's what I think," I agreed.
"Do you think we'll be able to check-in early? Looks like we'll get there a little after one." Marni mused.
"Let me do the talking with the check-in clerk," I said, "if its a guy, I can always hint that if he lets us check in early, he might get a blow-job from you later," chuckling when I said it.
"Me? Why would I have to give him a blow-job?" She giggled.
"'Cause I haven't even thought about dick since we've started this trip," I countered, "and its all your fault."
"Complaining are you?" She parried.
"Oh, hell no," I answered while signaling for our check...
Hell of a change in landscape from the mountains of Flagstaff to the salt and alkali flats that lay between Kingman and Nevada we mused, as we drove towards 'Sin City'. Not very scenic really, we thought, as we chatted idily.
"Last night? When we were flirting with Maggie and Toni?" Marni remarked casually, "I got turned on thinking about you and Toni out there on the balcony, envisioning all sorts of things y'all might be doing."
Chuckling, I replied, "I opened my eyes at one point when Toni was kissing me and feeling me up...I saw you and Maggie kissing, saw her stroking your boob...got me excited, as well," I confessed.
"In Gulf Shores, when we played with Gayle?" She offered further, "Laying there, watching her eat you when you were sitting on her face, that got me sooooo fucking hot and horny, especially when she got you off," turning her head towards me with a smile after saying it.
"She didn't get me off," I corrected, "She was eating me but when I looked down to you and you smiled at me, that's what got me off, that's when I orgasmed...it was your smile that got me off."
She smiled sweetly at me, "You and me? There's serious 'kink' going on with you and me," she opined with a grin.
"You say that like it was a bad thing," I joked, causing us both to giggle like schoolgirls...
The good news is that Marni wasn't going to have give the desk clerk a blowjob after all.
The desk 'gal' was only too happy to check us in early and, tipping the bellman to bring our bags to our rooms, Marni and I went to see what shows still had tickets available.
The sorta' bad news was that all of the shows that we wanted to see were sold out for that night, Saturday night, but we were able to get tickets for the show of a comedian that we both liked for Sunday night's show.
"So, ideas?" Marni asked as we pocketed our tickets, "Not hungry...don't really feel like drinking this early, especially if we're going to have a few with our evil twins," referring to Maggie and Toni, of course.
"Seems a shame to waste this bright sunny day by staying indoors...feel like hitting the swimming pool and sun-bathing?" I suggested.
She did, and we did...
We did laps until our legs cramped from the much-needed exercise, needed because we hadn't run for a few days. Calling 'uncle', we slathered lotion on each other, ordered a couple of beers from the pool waitress and laid out on our reclining loungers near the pool.
Lots of twenty-somethings running around in skimpy suits, the abundance of jiggling ta-tas serving to keep one's head turning if you were an admirer of tits and,seriously...who isn't?
"Tell you what, sugar, I don't know what the going rate for silicon is, but I bet we could retire if we harvested all the silicon around the pool area," I joked with Marni as the latest pair of store-boughts strolled by us.
"Damn sure take a great vacation at the least," She said, concurring.
"We ought to think about that," I mused, "plan another vacation...this has been too much fun not to do again."
"I'm on board with that thinking...just so's you know," She smilingly replied, then draining the last of her Corona, she said, "Think I'm done, babe, I feel like a nap...damned sun really sucks the energy from me."
"Me too, let's go up and do that," I said in agreement.
Surprisingly, we were both content to snuggle together on our king bed and go to sleep, the feeling of contentment that enveloped me, bringing a smile to my soul...
"Now that's what I'm talking about," Marni said leeringly when I twirled for her after donning, again, my killer li'l red cocktail dress.
I tried to argue against it when she had asked me to wear it that night, my argrument being that I'd worn it already, in Denver.
"So what," She countered, "it looks good on you, so why not? Please, pretty please, for me?"
That's when I realized I was 'whipped'...
We had napped until around seven'ish, Marni waking first and showering, the sound of which is what woke me. When she was through, I jumped in to do my thing, the two of us chit-chatting all the while.
She chose a cocktail dress I'd not seen before, pale blue in color and strapless, the ensemble fitting her body tightly, screaming 'Sexy' to all who looked.
"Wow...that really looks good on you, sugar," I cooed, "I like that look on you, fits your body well."
"If you like it, then, mission accomplished," She replied, accepting my words...
Choosing one of Bellagio's full-service restaurants, we ate a leisurely dinner and enjoyed a couple of glasses of a nice wine. I noticed the glances from other diners, admiring glances from both men and women. I don't know about Marni because we didn't mention it or talk about it, but for me? I sorta' liked the looks and leers.
After our meal, we wandered the casino floor, a bit of slot play from the both of us as we worked our way towards the Blackjack tables.
"Feeling it?" Marni asked as we scanned the tables, checking out the action.
"Think I am...going to play or watch?" I asked as I zeroed in on a table that had a couple of opened seats.
"I'll watch, babe, I don't do well with Blackjack," Marni replied.
Taking one of the opened seats, I settled in and drew five hundred in chips from the dealer, a very attractive woman who couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of my 'girls' as she dealt the next hand.
Flipping my cards over, I opted out of that hand, my cards just not 'thrilling' me, whispering to Marni my reason for not playing that hand. She nodded her understanding as we both watched the hand play out.
And then it started.
I got hot, hitting Blackjack after Blackjack, beating the dealer with one hand after the other until her shift ended and another dealer came in to take over the table.
A change in dealers? I was out of there, me and a couple of grand of Bellagio's money to the good.
"Damn, girlfriend, that was sweet," Marni said with admiration as she walked along with me to cash in my chips.
"Not bad for an hour's work," I replied with just a hint of smugness, all pleased with myself for 'feeling it'.
"Almost eleven...want to go upstairs to meet the gals?" Marni asked as I slipped the bills into my clutch. Having an afterthought, I opened my clutch and fished ten c-notes out, handing them to Marni and drawing a confused look from her.
"Wha..."
"Pretty sure you were my good luck charm," I said in explanation, "it's only fair that you take half of our winnings."
"Jules..."
"Shut the fuck up, Marni," I said, cutting her off, "Let's go get laid," smiling at her but beginning my walk to the bank of elevators that would take us to the roof-top lounge and party-club.
"Yes ma'am," She said meekly as she scurried to catch up with me...
I spotted Toni and Maggie before they spotted us.
They were standing along the outside rail of the roof-top crowded party-scene. They were also in cocktail dresses, attractive ones at that. Both were smaller-busted than either of us, not that that's a bad thing.
"Wow," They said appreciatively as they eyed us up and down when we approached them, "Talk about looking good enough to eat," Maggie cooed without even trying to hide her lust.
"Ladies," I said in greeting, the four of us hugging and cheek-kissing each other. Toni signaled the server who came over quickly to take our order, returning quickly with our drinks, as well.
Toni was a couple of inches shorter than me flat-footed but we were eye to eye because of my 2" heels and her 4" stilettos.
"Love that dress, Jules," Toni cooed, "makes you look simply scrumptious," saying that with a leering smile of desire, "I'll bet you are, aren't you?"
I simply smiled, choosing not to answer. Instead, I just moved a wee bit closer, making sure that my boobs were brushing against hers. Taking a sip of her cocktail, she just smiled at me while we eye-fucked each other.
She got the message.
The four of us chatted to kill time and had a couple of cocktails while doing so, the subtle 'pairing' happening slowly. Marni and Maggie were soon standing 'together', looking like a couple to outside eyes, as did Toni and I.
They were both married and had met through their spouses who worked together, several years ago. They took gals-only trips a few times a year and didn't think twice about getting some 'strange', men or women, when on these trips, they cheated with each.
"Of course, when we're at home in Santa Fe, we behave," Toni averred, "sometimes, anyway," drawing chuckles from all.
Leaning to whisper in my ear, Toni made sure that her drink-holding hand pressed against my breasts, saying, "Feel like going to our room? I rolled a bit of smoke for us," rubbing the back of her hand against my nipple.
"Yeah...why don't we do that," I replied with my mouth to her ear, making sure that my lips brushed her ear 'just so'.
"Mags, you two ready to go?" Toni asked but still looking hard into my eyes.
"Yeah, we are," Marni replied, looking at me quickly, both of us sharing a look of 'still okay with this?', that sort of look.
"The bad news is that our room doesn't have a balcony," Maggie said over her shoulder as we waited for the elevator, all of us with fresh drinks in hand, "The good news, however, is that we do have a big-assed King-bed, big enough for the four of us."
"Yummy," I said aloud.
"Yummy is right," Maggie said agreeing...
Their suite's living room had a large, overstuffed couch and a matching side chair, the bedroom, like ours, a separate room.
Toni sat in the large side chair, saying to Maggie, "Want to get the smoke?" then pulling me by my hand until I was sitting on her lap, her hand on my thigh, just above my knee.
Maggie returned with a doobie, handing it to Toni. Taking Marni's hand in hers, she said, "We'll go smoke in here, that okay?", nodding towards the bedroom.
"Sure," Marni replied with a glance towards Toni and I. I smiled with my eyes at Marni, she did the same to me as she walked away with Maggie.
Toni set her drink on the side table, next to mine, and lit the doobie, holding it for her and I as we took turns hitting it.
"Think I've had enough," the words coming slowly for me.
"Me too," Toni replied, dropping the doob into the ashtray on the side table, then returning her hand to my knee,slowly sliding it up my thigh, under my dress.
I was rubbing her, lightly, across the swell of her breasts with my fingertips as her hand neared my honey-pot. Turned on by the whole scene, I slipped my fingers into the bodice of her dress until I had her boob in my hand, kneading it and fondling her lustfully, my breathing becoming labored from excitment.
Reaching to me with her mouth, I reached for her's in return until we were lip-locked and making animal sounds to each other. Her tongue was deep in my mouth and I was sucking on it as if it were a dick.
I felt my zipper slowly sliding down my back, Toni pulling it until it reached the end of its track. Pulling my mouth from her's for a second, I slipped out of the top-half of the dress, letting it fall to my waist.
Holding her head with one hand, I led her mouth to my breast, lifting it to her, offering it to her to do with as she would, my hand cupping and squeezing her tit the whole time.
"Mmmmmm...ummmmmmm," She moaned as she started sucking and biting, slowly taking more of my tit into her mouth with each sucking until she could get no more in without suffocating.
Feeling her fingers slip under my silk panties, I spread my legs a bit wider to make it easier for her to play with me, her thumb rubbing circles on my clit while her finger probed my wetness, slowly in and slowly out, each stroke getting me wetter and wetter.
"Stop for a second," I said softly. Standing and pulling her from the chair, my dress fell to the floor, gathering at my feet. Reaching behind her, I unzipped her dress, slipping it down her boobs until, it too, lay on the floor at her feet.
Kneeling before her, I slid her thong down her legs, kissing her on her mons, sliding my tongue across her landing strip, flicking at her clit as I nibbled at her slick pussy-lips.
She pulled me from my knees, kissing me savagely as her fingers fumbled to pull my panties down, my own hand helping her to get the job done. Taking my hand in hers, she led us into the bedroom.
Marni was naked and laying with her head propped on the pillows, her hands rubbing through Maggie's hair as Maggie ate her, Marni's legs cocked and spread wide.
Marni opened her eyes for a second or two, smiling when she saw Toni and I joining them, both of us naked. Toni positioned me next to Marni, head on the pillows, then she kissed me lustfully, while one of her hands played with Ms. Kitty. Breaking her kiss with me, Toni leaned over and kissed Marni just as lustfully, while my hand cupped and fondled her smallish tits.
After breaking off her kiss to Marni, Toni crawled between my legs which, like Marni, were bent at the knee, feet flat on the bed. Gripping my thighs, Toni lowered her head, guttural sounds of passion escaping her lips as she found my swollen clit.
Marni and I leaned towards each other, kissing each other passionately while our 'dates' filled their need to eat our pussies. Sucking her tongue into my mouth, I sucked on it slowly, animal noises coming from Marni as I did so. Marni climaxed first and after getting her wind back from the gasping she had done, she pulled Maggie to lay on her back now so that she could take her turn at dining at the 'Y'.
It was watching her eating Maggie that sent me over the top and brought my orgasm from its hidey-hole, Toni's muffled moans of pleasure filling the room as I humped against her mouth.
I slid down on the bed and pulled Toni to sit on my face and gave her what I know was a world-class pussy-eating, her screams and babble joining with Maggie's when I got her off.
The four of us curled up with our sex partners, all of us catching our breath from that first round of orgasms, the one that had to be gotten out of the way.
Rested, we swapped partners, Toni with Marni and Maggie with me. Maggie eats pussy better than Toni but Toni's pussy tasted sweeter, I decided after having them both, not that anybody would ask, of course.
Reverting to my college-slut personae for a couple of hours, I had them use me freely, had them sitting on my face one after the other, an oral gang-bang of me, if you will. Marni was a bit unsure about it but, reassurred that this was what I wanted to do, she got into it with them as well.
When Maggie brought out her strap-on harness with the large dildo, I made up my mind that I wasn't leaving their room until I had been thoroughly fucked with it and it didn't matter to me who strapped it on.
Dragging ouselves from their suite at around three'ish in the morning, we found our way back to our suite, both of us looking freshly-fucked, me, most of all
"Liked that strap-on, did you?" Marni joked
"Like you didn't?" I smarted back.
"Had fun?" She asked with a gentle kiss to my lips which was smeared with pussy juices as I stripped for the shower.
"Yeah, but that dildo?"
"What about it, baby?"
"We need to get us one of those, sugar," I said and meaning every word of it...
Day 16...
We were awaken by our phone ringing at the crack of noon, Marni answering it since it was on her side of our bed. Floundering about in a still-not-quite-awake fog, I heard words but could not discern their meaning.
"That was Cheech and Chong asking if we'd like another round with them sometime today or tonight," Marni explained after hanging up the phone and falling back on the pillow.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Whatd'ya tell 'em?"
"I lied and said we had unbreakable plans but thanked them for thinking of us," Marni replied, stretching afterwards, "You okay with that?"
"Yep...that was a lot of fun with them last night but I'd just as soon that today be about us," I answered, rolling towards her and taking her in my arms in an embrace, giving her a soft kiss to the top of her head as she snuggled up against my body.
"Yeah, me too," She agreed with a kiss to my breast afterwards.
"What time is our appointment at the Spa?" I asked as we lay together, arms around each other, softly caressing the other.
"Three o'clock...why?" She replied softly.
She found out why...
We made our way to one of the buffets after showering once my wake-up horniness had been satisfied, much to Marni's delight, I must say.
"Were you and Prince-Fucking-Charming getting it on in the mornings when y'all were living together?" Marni asked casually between bites of her salad.
"Hardly ever," I answered honestly, "Hardly ever thought about wake-up sex with him...now, with you? Seems to be a whole other thing for me when I wake up in a bed with you," smiling at her, then taking a bite of my food.
