After a few more minutes, Laurie began bucking up and down on the toy like a madwoman. Heather’s hands found their way to the girl’s breasts yet again, and the dark-haired girl used her girlfriend’s nipples to control the tempo. If the tempo got to rugged, she pulled on the nipples, causing Laurie to gasp and slow down. Then she would let up again, allowing Laurie to go wild.
“I’m gonna cum,” Laurie said at last. Heather grabbed the girl’s hips and pushed them down, impaling the young blonde lady on the monster cock. Laurie gasped, but started cooing as Heather moved on hand to the girl’s clit, which seemed especially sensitive due to the tremendous pressure being exerted on her vaginal walls. Heather started rubbing it, causing Laurie to cum a bucket onto Heather’s hips. Heather loved watching the girl’s body quiver as Laurie climaxed. It was kind of like performance art. She also realized she was going to need to change the sheets before they finally went to sleep, but that was quite a ways off.
Laurie dismounted the dildo and slid the harness, cock and all, off of Heather’s body before lying down next to her. Sweet kisses became the order of the moment, so they were exchanged often and passionately. They caressed each other’s bodies, letting their hands drift wherever whim took them.
“I think we need to take a break,” Heather whispered, noticing her lover could barely raise her body off the bed. Laurie started to pout, but Heather interrupted with, “I said ‘take a break.’ I didn’t say we should stop.”
Laurie grabbed the two-headed dildo, which had rolled onto the floor, and placed on the bed between them. “I figure we could try this next, then move on . . .”
Heather kissed the blonde beauty on the forehead as she planned their debauchery for the entire night. As the readied themselves for another round, Heather noticed that the time was eleven fifty-nine. She looked down at the girl sharing her bed, she thought to herself, ‘Happy birthday to me . . .’
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A few days later . . .
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“Yay!” the three girls yelled together as Laurie’s BMW pulled into the garage next to Jane’s SUV. They had run out of road games to play about two hours earlier, and they were forcefully reminded how boring the terrain was driving across that stretch of Texas really was. There was another car there that probably belonged to Jane’s parents, who had insisted on making the trip up to spend a few weeks with their recuperating daughter leading up to Christmas.
Alice had been invited to spend Christmas with her parents, but distant relatives would also be in attendance and she was having difficulty enough explaining her sexuality to her immediate family. Her father had understood, but didn’t seem happy about the decision. He seemed a bit relieved when she promised to make it up the next year.
Laurie’s parents were going to be doing a number of political dinners that year around Christmas, so she had ‘begrudgingly’ decided not to go visit them. Having spent most of Thanksgiving with them bought her some leeway.
Heather really didn’t much care if she saw her parents anytime in the near future, as they had started hitting the eggnog early that year. She had called Mr. Price, the only friend she had back in Haddonfield. He regretted that he wouldn’t get to see his protege, but he was pretty sure he’d be hearing from her soon. He sounded smug when he had said that. She wondered what he was up to.
Michelle and Freddie basically tackled the young women the moment they emerged from the garage. Freddie smothered Heather while Michelle hugged both Laurie and Alice, picking both girls up off the ground. Sometimes it was scary how powerful she was. Michelle put Laurie back down but insisted on carrying Alice over to the main house so she could meet Jane’s parents.
Jane was waiting on the porch, smiling as her lover carried her young friend up the steps. She was wearing a light wrap that covered her head. Michelle turned around so Alice could give the senior woman a hug.
“Nice to see you young one. Dinner’s on the table. Michelle, please take her to the table.”
“Darn it,” Alice grumbled. “Challenge her stamina once and get carried everywhere. This . . .”
“Language,” scolded Jane. “My parents are here.”
A voice came barreling out from the den. It was Jane’s father. “Honey, where’s your damn remote! I’ve been lookin’ all over the fuckin’ place!”
Jane sighed and looked at Michelle. “Are we sure he isn’t your father?”
Michelle grinning. “While ordinarily that might not be a bad thing, it would make some of the stuff we’ve done since I met you fall under the category of a Greek tragedy.”
Jane kissed her girlfriend on the lips before sending her and her package on to the kitchen. Michelle deposited Alice at the table. Jane’s mother, a sweet woman named Pamela, was already there, and Michelle sat down as well. Soon Marvin, Jane’s father, joined them. Jane was finishing up a few things as the remaining girls came in, laughing about something.
Dinner started off innocently enough. Jane’s parents embarrassed their daughter with tales of her youth, and threatened to break out the scrapbooks they had conveniently brought with them. Laurie talked about the surprise party while Heather hid her smile. Freddie and Jane asked how Heather’s burgeoning music career was coming along.
Alice sat there, smiling shyly. No one looking at her would have known the immense anxiety building up inside her. She was looking at Michelle, Jane and Freddie exchanging whispers. Laurie and Heather were holding hands for most of the meal and feeding each other little bits of food off their plates. Even Jane’s mother was resting her head on her husband’s shoulder. Alice was happy for her friends, but she suddenly felt more alone than any other time in her life. She knew that their hostesses weren’t straying from Jane’s side anymore, so she couldn’t be expecting Michelle to carry her off like she had the previous summer. She so badly wanted to be carried off again, cradled in those muscular arms. For some reason, she wanted to scream. She kept it hidden all through dinner and dessert.
When Jane’s parents headed to the living room with the entire crew in tow, Alice held to the back, slipping out the side door and over to the horses’ stable. She petted Josephine; the mare she had rode that first full day she had spent out on the ranch. That had been a spectacular day! But she almost regretted it had happened, because back then, she hadn’t known what she was missing. She felt her eyes tearing up and she felt so foolish about it.
“Darlin’, you’ve GOT to stop sneakin’ off like that,” came a delightful Texas drawl from behind her. “I think I was talkin’ to you for a couple minutes before I realized you’d vanished.”
Alice wiped her nose and steadied her voice. “Hey Michelle. I just really missed the horses, so I came out to check on them.”
Michelle wandered over and rested on powerful arm on the stall door, then rested her on her biceps with her cowboy hat threatening to fall off. “Toots, when are you gonna realize that I can tell when you’re holdin’ back? Now I know you’re thinkin’ about denyin’ everything, and you know I’ll keep pesterin’ you until you tell me what I want to know, so why don’t we just skip to that part? It’s fuckin’ cold out here.”
Alice chuckled through her teary eyes. “Fine. Just take all the fun out of it.”
Michelle looked into her eyes. “Well you know me. I’m all about serious business. Now stop trying to stall.”
“This is going to sound pathetic,” Alice whispered, “but I’m just feeling so lonely. I’m surrounded by the people I care most about but I don’t really feel like I’m part of something.”
“You ARE part of somethin’ sugar. Maybe it’s not as deep as what you’re lookin’ for, but that shit takes time.”
“I know. It wouldn’t be so bad if everyone else wasn’t so lovey-dovey all the time.” Alice glanced at her feet. “The other day, I was helping Heather get ready for her ‘surprise’ party. I always knew she was pretty, but for a moment . . . I almost hated Laurie. Because she had what I didn’t . . . she had someone like Heather.” She started shaking her head. “And what’s weird is that it’s not like I’ve been harboring some crush on Heather or anything. There was just this moment . . . I don’t even know how to explain it.”
“Did you tell Heather?”
“How could I? What would I say? ‘Howdy roomy. Did you know you’re getting me all hot and bothered? Please pass the chips.’ Am I so pathetic that I’m coveting one of my best friends? And I don’t know what to do. I love those two, but not in THAT way. I don’t know what came over me.”
“I think you do,” said Michelle. “You’ve already said it. You were lonely, and Heather is a fine lookin’ woman.” The big woman grinned. “I’m sure if you asked, they wouldn’t mind takin’ you for a spin if you was lookin’ to blow off some steam!” Michelle had obviously meant it as a joke.
“I don’t think I could do that again.”
“Again?” asked Michelle.