“Give it to me,” Keira said warmly. “Give momma a pearl necklace!”
Paul lost it and let loose his load. It wasn’t as powerful as his first orgasm had been, but it was enough to leave a generous helping of cum on Keira’s chest and neck. Tara withdrew her fingers, much to Paul’s surprising disappointment. But when she started licking his man-juice off Keira’s chest, the visual image made everything worthwhile.
“Yummy,” Tara said as she licked up and swallowed the last of Paul’s spent load. Both Paul and Keira were staring at her with amusement.
“Remember when finding a used condom freaked her out?” Paul asked. “Now she’s licking fresh man-cum off another woman’s chest!”
“Our little girl is all grown up,” Keira said in a mothering voice as she pinched Tara’s cheeks. Tara got off the bed and wandered towards the master bathroom, muttering obscenities as she went and scratching her butt. Both Keira and Paul started to laugh, but did enjoy the view as the young woman walked away. They heard the shower being turned on.
“Are you two gonna join me or what?” came Tara’s voice.
“Race ya,” Keira said, and the two hurried into the bathroom.
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Two days later . . .
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Keira and Tara had been at the malls and the shops all day. Both of them had picked out some swimsuits for the party at Karen and Sam’s, and Keira had bought Tara some lingerie that emphasized her shapely legs and butt. Tara was feeling better about her decision to hold off on her breast augmentation surgery. Keira really helped her feel better about her body. She had some good features. Most of the things they picked out for Tara de-emphasized her chest and emphasized her ass, with lots of thongs and skimpy bottoms. Keira, of course, was picking suits that covered as little as possible, letting butt and boobs hang out in some very arousing ways.
When they got home thought, their move turned somber quickly when they found Sunny sitting on the couch with red eyes. It looked like she had done some crying.
“What’s wrong?” Keira asked as she sat down next their blonde friend. Was it Tara’s imagination, or did Sunny shy away for a second when Keira came near.
“I fucked up,” Sunny sniffed. “I knew what he was like, but I figured that since you pulled it off . . .”
Tara sat on the other side of the couch. “You knew what WHO was like?”
Keira had an angry expression on his face. “Was it Carlos? Why? I mean . . . Sunny . . .”
“Don’t criticize me,” she retorted angrily. “You fucked him too! But . . .” Sunny went quiet. Keira wanted to say something, but Tara shook her head. Tara wrapped her hands around Sunny’s shoulder.
“What happened?”
Sunny sniffled again. “He came by this morning after you guys left. He said that he’d been crashing with some friends. I should have known something was up, because he asked if you were here,” she said, looking at Keira, “then he turned on the charm. I figured that he hadn’t been badmouthing you, so maybe he’d changed. We got it on, then . . . he hadn’t changed. He told me that I was okay for ‘a sloppy fuck,’ but that I was ‘no Keira.’ Told me I might want to take notes or become a lesbian, because my ‘game wasn’t up to his level.’ What an ass!”
Keira looked furious. Carlos had done this just to get back at Keira, by driving a wedge between the two women. “I’m so sorry,” she said. “I never thought he’d stoop to this. This is lower than anything he’s ever done.”
Sunny leaned her neck back, letting the back of her head come to rest on the back of the sofa. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I know this isn’t your fault. You were just trying to protect our little friend here,” she said as she hugged Tara, “but it’s a blow to the ego, ya know? I mean, how could he do that to me but not to you?”
“He was obsessed with Keira,” Tara said. “I’ll bet he really didn’t think more of her than anyone in a positive way, but Keira was like his Holy Grail. If someone tells you that you can’t have something, it makes you want it more. Keira was a little more aloof than anyone else when it came to having sex within the gang. You did a couple of times, or at least that’s what Paul was saying. Not in a derogatory way,” she added hastily. “But Keira was just a little further out of reach, so she became the brass ring he wanted to reach for.”
“That makes sense,” Sunny said. “When did you get so smart?”
“My uncle is a psychiatrist, and he loves to talk shop at family gatherings. Listen, I know you’re not gay at all, but . . . if I had the choice and the option, knowing what I do now, I’d much rather sleep with you than with Carlos any day.”
Sunny giggled. “That’s so sweet! Really!” She turned to Keira and hugged the older woman. “I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
“Don’t be. I know how charming he can be. Even with having my own reasons for sleeping with him, I was almost tempted to buy into his bullshit. But hey . . . you’re young, you’re a major babe, and we’re going to a party this weekend that might have some well-to-do and very handsome swingers. So get your sunscreen, I’ll apply it for you, work on your tan and get ready to knock some socks off at the barbecue. Deal?”
“Deal!” Sunny said, some of her normal perkiness returning. “Though I think this is just another attempt for you to get your hands on me while naked!”
“Whatever works,” Keira said as she led Sunny out to the backyard.
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That evening . . .
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Keira and Sunny had gone to grab some take-out and rent a flick for the gang’s movie-night. Paul, Jeff, Jared, Thomas and the ship’s yoga instructor, a thirty-five year old woman named Roxanne, were all staying at the house at the time. Tara told them all about the party and Karen and Sam’s and they all were interested in going. After Tara was done describing her doctor friends, everyone got the feeling that there was a good chance of getting some action. Karen and Sam had gotten more into the swinging scene in the last few months, and Tara was willing to be some of them would turn out to be the “friends and neighbors” that Sam had been talking about.
Then Tara told everyone about what Carlos had done. They were all pissed, but most of them weren’t surprised. No one could even figure out why they had all tolerated Carlos’s presence for so long. Tara told them that Carlos was no longer welcome in her house or in her company. She wasn’t telling anyone else they couldn’t talk to him, but she didn’t want to be around him anymore. The group members present unanimously agreed.
When Keira and Sunny got back, Sunny became a pampered princess for the evening. Jeff and Jared actually started feeding her grapes while Roxanne used her expert hands to massage Sunny’s shoulders. Sunny probably knew why she was getting the treatment, but her she wasn’t going to complain. By the time dinner and the movie were over, she was pretty much back to her old self.
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That weekend . . .
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When Karen and Sam threw a party, they threw a party. There were about thirty people there before Tara and company arrived. And there didn’t seem to be an unattractive person among them. Ages ranged from the late teens to the late forties, but even the older people seemed to be in pretty good shape. There were doctors, lawyers, city workers, waitresses, and an assortment of business people. Tara and her friends were made to feel welcome right away. Sam looked pretty studly as he grilled up just about every kind of food imaginable. Karen looked ravishing in a tight but tasteful one-piece suit with a hip wrap.
If Sunny had been down a couple of days ago, it didn’t show. All negative emotions were gone. She was quickly surrounded by men (and some women) who paid her a lot of attention. The girl’s naturally vivacious nature and good looks drew people to her. Tara had called Karen, told her the deal and had made sure that the couple inconspicuously arranged for a number of eligible men to show up. Karen had gladly agreed.
Keira and Tara were sitting on a couple of lounge chairs soaking in the sun. Both had politely fended off a number of propositions, but the rest of the gang had vanished off to a number of secluded spots to make out. Everyone was getting paired off. Sunny was “entertaining” a couple of strapping men over behind the bar. Paul walked over to the pair after talking a bit with Sam.
“Hey girls,” he said.
“Hey stud,” was Keira’s response.
Paul grinned. “Listen, Sam and Karen apparently have a full-sized pool table and were wanting to know if we wanted to play?”
“Yes!” said Keira, who loved the game. Paul led them into the house to where the host and hostess were waiting. The five of them took turns playing and had a great time. Tara stunk. Badly. But she was having fun. After a while, she stopped and just watched the others play. Then Sam and Paul sat on the barstools next to her. Everyone was enjoying watching Karen and Keira playing. Firstly, the amount of cleavage displayed whenever one of those women bent over to take a shot was phenomenal. And the views of the two women’s butts were nice too. And the two of them were milking the attention. They would press their cues between their tits when they were waiting for the turn, or spread their legs wide when making a shot. Both Paul and Sam were sporting some impressive tents in there trunks very quickly.