“Oh fuck!” Heather’s back started to arch and suddenly Laurie was no longer able to move the cock buried in the girl’s backside. She was able to extract her fingers as Heather’s orgasm ran through her like a herd of bison. Laurie licked Heather’s juices off her fingers as Heather came. Heather’s hand shot out and grabbed Laurie’s arm, bring it closer to her own mouth so that she could taste of the feast. Watching and feeling Heather suck on her fingers at the moment of climax would be a memory Laurie would treasure for the remainder of her life.
When Heather’s body settled back to the bed, it was with a sense of utter fulfillment. Much like Heather had done earlier, Laurie ended the session by lying down on Heather’s body and kissing her sweetly. Heather’s hand found its way to its favorite perch, that being one of Laurie’s tits. Soft kisses and caresses seemed to be the order of the moment, as words were no longer necessary.
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As that was going on . . .
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Alice, Freddie, Michelle and Jane were sipping drinks and enjoying dessert. Alice looked up at the clock.
“You know, I’m beginning to think they aren’t just going for a walk.”
Michelle grinned. “Nothin’ gets past you, does it sweet-cheeks?”
Alice blushed. “Sorry. I’m new to this.”
“It is all right,” said Jane. “I forgot how overwhelming this must feel for you. Laurie and Heather both seemed to have come to terms with their sexuality already.”
“Being attracted to women has certainly thrown a wrench in my life-philosophy. Not that I regret anything,” she added, throwing a friendly glance at Michelle who simply smiled back. “I’ve been thinking about it all day. How do I tell my parents? SHOULD I tell my parents? How long does it take before it all makes sense?”
Jane chuckled. “Young lady, I’m thirty-five years old. I’ve known I was gay since I was seventeen and I still can’t make sense of things. I certainly didn’t anticipate earning six advanced degrees by the time I was twenty-eight and that I would wind up in a ghost town in Texas living with and loving two other women. Yet here I am.”
“But how did you know that was what was right for you?”
“I didn’t. I still don’t. I knew that I didn’t want to continue along the course my life had been heading. So I took a chance. And as long as I had my girls with me,” she continued, taking Freddie’s and Michelle’s hands, “I’ll get by.”
Alice settled back in her chair, looking absently out the window. Michelle gave her a concerned glance.
“Somethin’ tells me our young friend isn’t quite convinced.”
“I’m just not sure what to do now.”
“That’s not something we can solve overnight,” said Freddie.
Jane interjected herself. “Helping Laurie and Heather with their problem was relatively simple. We simply needed them to see each other for what they were. They were one another’s destination. What you are asking for is a roadmap for your entire life, and we can’t give you that.”
“But should I change how I dress or my music or my lifestyle? I don’t know where to begin.”
“Yes you do,” said Freddie. “You’ve already begun.”
“Take a look around. You have a starting point here. And you actually had to ignore your road map to get here. So sometimes getting lost is its own adventure. So simply start here, and spend some time exploring. You’re nineteen years old. If you had all the answers now, what fun would the rest of your life be?” Jane walked over, put her hands on Alice’s shoulders and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. Then Alice heard something a little less . . . innocent. “You know, if you’d like to do a little more exploring, we could help you out. Right here and right now.” Jane’s hands had drifted down and were cupping the young woman’s breasts through the light cotton fabric of her blouse. And then she started sucking gently on Alice’s earlobe.
Alice was a bit taken aback. “Wha . . . what are you doing?”
“I believe my young friends would refer to it as ‘feeling you up,’ or something to that effect. You don’t have to let me if you don’t want to. All you have to do is ask me to stop.”
Alice’s head was spinning. She wasn’t sure she was ready. Her eyes had close almost instinctively, as the gentle caresses being granted to her started to their toll.
“But if you don’t tell me to stop, I and my friends would enjoy making love to you all night.”
Suddenly, Alice felt hands on both her legs, pulling them apart. “Your friends? You mean all three of you?”
“She catches on quick, doesn’t she?” said Freddie, who slowly slid her hand up one leg of Alice’s shorts and caressed the soft skin of the girl’s inner thigh.
“Well,” interrupted Michelle, “you were wonderin’ what to do now. How about havin’ one of those encounters you’ll only tell your friends about when you’re really drunk?”
Alice giggled slightly, but she was somewhat distracted by the gentle fingers on her thighs, the lips nibbling on her ear and the hands on her breasts. Sensing little resistance, Freddie moved her hands further up Alice’s shorts and traced the outline of her thin, cotton panties. The young woman’s skin lit up with goosebumps. Then Jane undid the buttons on the girl’s blouse and Michelle snaked a hand in, gripping one breast firmly. Alice wasn’t sure which way to squirm.
“Michelle, would you please carry our young friend up to the bedroom? I think she would be more comfortable there.”
Michelle picked her young friend up with ease, cradling her in those powerful arms. As she was carried up the stairs, Alice’s head seemed surrounded in a fog. This wasn’t like her. But then again, having sex with a powerful cowgirl out on the open plains wasn’t like her either. Getting fucked by that same cowgirl to six orgasms with an artificial cock wasn’t like her. So far, everything that wasn’t “like her” had felt pretty good. She started kissing Michelle’s neck.
“Oh sweetie, you’d better stop that else I might wind up dropping you.”
Alice looked over Michelle’s shoulder and saw Freddie and Jane following them. Both women were undressing on their way up the stairs, and both looked hungry. Alice suddenly felt like the young herd animal cut off from the main group, finding itself surrounded by some very sexual predators. Michelle deposited her slowly onto the bed in the master bedroom before starting to disrobe herself. Alice was still captivated by the woman’s chiseled body and titanic tits. She glanced over and saw Freddie, now completely naked. She was as gorgeous as that first moment they had all laid eyes on her several days earlier, smooth and sleek.
But Jane was a bird of a different color. She wasn’t defined like Michelle or as drop-dead sexy as Freddie. Rather, Jane was beautiful. She had a super-model’s body with an Audrey Hepburn sense of grace and class. And those eyes . . . they seemed to look right through her.
Freddie lay down on one side of Alice and began playing with the young woman’s breasts and licking and sucking the nipples. Michelle was on the other side, offering her breasts to a very willing Alice. The young woman grasped as much of one boob as she could with her hand and began nursing the nipple like it was a baby’s bottle.
“Oh, this little filly has some sweet suckin’ action,” moaned Michelle.
“I would say her ‘sucking action’ isn’t the only thing that’s sweet,” muttered Jane, who was kneeling between Alice’s feet and was leaning over, placing her face just inches from Alice’s swollen sex. Alice could feel the older woman’s breath enveloping her mound. Then she felt Jane’s thumbs caressing the outer lips of her pussy. “So beautiful. So young. So delicious.” Then Alice felt that eloquent tongue delve right down the great divide. Things got a little blurry after that. She started groaning and grinding her hips. “I’d also say that she seems receptive to our little seduction,” Jane said between licks. Alice’s inner lips were sucked into Jane’s mouth and massaged with her tongue. Jane slipped a finger into Alice’s box, then a second. She started spreading the young woman’s nether-lips as wide as she could, much to Alice’s pleasure.
Meanwhile, Michelle was straddling Alice’s neck and pushing her crotch against the young girl’s face, and Alice was more than up to the task. She grabbed the older woman’s tight ass cheeks and pulled them toward her, devouring her pussy. Freddie just kept sucking on their protege’s soft breasts, but did take the time to stick a finger into Michelle’s asshole.
“Ooh, you little . . .” But that was as much as Michelle could object, as Freddie’s talented fingers teased her sensitive sphincter.
Alice found herself surrounded by the very sort of pleasure she had once denounced. But she felt no remorse or guilt over what she was doing. No one was taking advantage of anyone. No one was mistreating anyone. The sole purpose of everyone on that bed was to make everyone else feel good. And Alice was feeling very good. She had firm ass-flesh in her hands, lips on her breasts, a beautiful crotch in her face and a talented tongue buried in her cunt. She could imagine feeling any better than she did right then. But Jane proved her wrong.
Jane’s lips and tongue had been in overdrive, as had two of her fingers. Between those three digits, every part of Alice’s sexual center had been stimulated to the breaking point. And when one of Jane’s long fingers, still glistening and wet from the young woman’s juices, slipped out of her box and into her asshole, Alice literally erupted. Her legs clamped down on Jane’s head like a vice.
“Oh!” Her eyes shot open as her virgin anus was probed and an orgasm was triggered deep within her. She pressed her lips hard against Michelle’s box, but barely had the presence of mind to lick as ripples of pleasure coursed through her veins. Finally she released Jane’s head from the death-grip of her legs and returned to eating out Michelle.
“She’s developing a one-track mind, but in a good way,” said Michelle, grinning ear to ear.
“Freddie dear, would you get one of your toys out?”