“Of course you can,” Liz said while smiling. She scooted her butt down a bit until her crotch was just under Alice’s face. The younger girl had to strain her neck until Liz was under her, but she finally was able to rest as her face settled onto the older girl’s crotch. Then she started to lick and suck and probe in every way she could think of considering her limited mobility. She even used her nose as a small dick or as a tool to stimulate Liz’s clit. She sucked on Liz’s fat pussy lips, buried her mouth in the girl’s slit while humming a happy tune and explored the crevice between the inner and outer lips with her tongue.
Over the course of an hour, Alice used every trick she knew. Her neck was getting sore and her shoulders were aching, but the scarcely contained look of lust and pleasure on Liz’s face was all the inspiration that Alice needed. The first orgasm was actually the hardest, but Liz seemed especially sensitive after that. Or maybe she realized Alice’s plight and didn’t try to resist as much. But finally Alice was able to orally provide the three orgasms that her mistress had demanded. And the poor girl’s face was literally coated with Liz’s juices, and Alice had licked up enough cum to float a battleship. There were even droplets of the sticky stuff hanging precariously from Alice’s lips.
“You are such a good girl,” Liz gasped after the third climax. She reached down and started stroking Alice’s hair and scratched her bed behind the ears. “But I think that’s all for today,” she whispered as she got out from underneath Alice’s face and un-cuffed the girl’s hands. Alice lay limply against the cool hotel sheets. Her arms and neck were sore and tired, but she wouldn’t trade that evening for anything. She felt Liz unbuckling Alice’s collar. When that restraint was removed, their little game was over.
“You okay?” Liz asked, rolling the cum-coated young girl onto her back and kissing her on her sticky lips.
“I don’t think I’ll be up for playing volleyball anytime soon,” Alice groaned stretching out her arms, wrapping them around Liz’s neck and pulling herself up, “but I’ll be fine.” This time Alice initiated a kiss.
“Good. Wanna take a shower?” Liz had a naughty look on her face indicating that Alice should really take her up on the offer, but Alice had something she wanted to get off her chest.
“Liz?”
“Yeah?”
“I really, REALLY had fun today. I’m glad you brought me up here, and I feel much better about a lot of stuff. But the thing with Dirk and Marcy . . .”
“I’m sorry. I thought you enjoyed . . .” Liz started with a concerned look.
“No wait,” Alice interrupted. “I actually think Marcy is great, and I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t enjoy that, but I don’t think I really want us to get in a situation where me getting traded around . . .”
“Don’t worry.” It had been Liz’s turn to interrupt. “I really have no interest in swinging or anything like that. It wasn’t actually my plan for that to happen. But you two looked so hot sniffing each other’s asses that I was willing to go forward. Hell, if it had been anyone but Dirk and Marcy, nothing would have happened. And I figured if you really objected, you would have used your safe word.” She gave Alice another lingering kiss. “Trust me, I don’t really want to share you with anyone. By the way,” she started, lightly petting Alice’s butt, “how was . . . you know?”
“Better than I expected. I don’t think I’ll ever be a screaming anal-fiend like Heather, but it was fun. Now about that shower . . .”
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Later that night . . .
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After a long shower where Alice’s and Liz’s lovemaking became a little more conventional, the two curled up on the bed and watched television until Liz drifted off to sleep. Strangely, Alice wasn’t quite ready. She slipped into one of the white terrycloth robes provided by the hotel, grabbed the room key and headed down to one of the vending machines to grab a soda. On the way, she encountered Marcy who apparently had the same idea.
“Hey gorgeous,” the older woman said, giving Alice a big, comfortable hug.
“Hi,” Alice said, instantly reverting to her normal shyness.
Marcy shook her head. “You are just so cute that I could eat you up. Or is it the other way around?” she joked. Alice blushed. “Listen, just girl to girl, I wanted to make sure you were okay with what happened earlier. I want you to be comfortable around Dirk and I.”
“I am. I mean I will be. I . . . oh, you know what I mean. I really had a good time. I already talked to Liz about it and while I’m not really interested in being swapped on a regular basis, I enjoyed getting to be with you.”
It was Marcy’s turn to blush. “I’m glad. I also thought you should know something. I’ve been married to Dirk for thirteen years. This is the FIRST time that’s ever happened. And quite frankly, he fucked me harder than he’s ever done before after you left.” Alice was crimson from head to toe. She didn’t know why she could suddenly picture the sweet woman in her latex costume but hearing her say the word “fucked” still made her blush. “He and Liz have always gotten along, and I think it made him comfortable that this first time with another woman for me was with you.”
Alice’s eyes were as wide as saucers. “Your first? I mean . . . you’ve never . . .”
“Nope,” said Marcy with a grin. “I wondered what being with another girl would be like, even to that small degree. But like you, I never contemplated being with anyone other than Dirk. So I’m really glad I got to try it. And I HAVE to ask you,” Marcy said with an exaggerated roll of her eyes, “where did you learn to give head like that? I mean, I always thought that Dirk was good, but you . . . you were fabulous!”
Alice had to cover her face with her hands because she was blushing so hard, and she had also started to giggle. “Well,” she said at last,” grabbing her new friend by the hand and strolling down towards the vending machines, “it all started when I was on my way to be a camp counselor and my friend Laurie lit my friend Heather’s car on fire . . .”
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A few days later . . .
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Heather had called a quick band meeting at Jenny’s insistence, and everyone was sitting around waiting for Laurie to show up. Alice and Heather had been talking with great delight about Alice’s excursion over the weekend and having a grand laugh. Heather was surprised at how much calmer Alice had gotten since hooking up with Liz. She had wanted someone so badly, and Liz had been the perfect solution. Alice had written some great new material that the band had been working through, trying to get it ready for some of their upcoming gigs.
Heather’s hair was still dripping from her afternoon workout. After finding out that Heather couldn’t swim, Laurie had persuaded Jenny, a certified lifeguard, to teach the dark-haired siren how to stay afloat. Being naturally athletic helped Heather pick up the basics quickly. And after finding out what a good workout swimming provided, Heather had been hitting the heated indoor pool for almost an hour a day. Combined with some light weightlifting, Heather’s already impressive physique was becoming even more stunning. When Laurie finally showed up, she immediately plopped herself down behind Heather and started combing her hair out. Heather just gave a contented sigh and let Laurie groom her.
“I suppose you wondering why I’ve brought you all here today,” said Jenny very excitedly. “Well,” she continued before anyone had a chance to make a snide comment (namely Heather). “I went into work this morning and like there was this guy who was like talking to Benny (their boss) and he was asking if he could put up some posters and stuff for like this contest.”
Heather was grinning. When Jenny got excited about something, her California valley-girl voice came to the forefront and she became a lot of fun to listen to. “What contest?”
“I’m like SO glad you asked,” Jenny continued. “KLEZ is putting on a battle-of-the-bands the last week of May. Guess what the prize for winning is! Just guess! Oh you’re taking too long,” she said, not giving anyone a chance to speak. She was so excited that she was actually hopping up and down. “The winner gets a five-song set opening for . . . wait for it . . . the Eagles when they do their concert here in August!”
Suddenly, everyone started talking, asking for details and generally creating a ruckus. The very thought was mind numbing; playing even a short opening for one of the greatest bands in history was the opportunity of a lifetime. It would get them noticed.
Jenny gave out a high-pitched whistle, finally getting everyone’s attention back on her. “Apparently the Eagle’s new label is doing this in all the cities they’re going to in order to promote the concert and sort of connect with local audiences by giving one local band a chance to play at a big-time concert. The contest is a one-day event, and every group only gets to do like two songs, and the material has to be original. There are about two weeks of auditions before they select the twenty bands that are actually going to compete. And there are likely to be some record company scouts there too! I know you three,” she said, indicating Laurie, Heather and Alice, “want to get to your summer jobs quick, but I thought this might be worth you holding out for a couple of weeks. So I borrowed some money from Mike and went ahead and paid the entry fee.”
All the girls started screaming again except for Heather, who lunged forward and gave Jenny a breathtaking hug. One by one, the other members of the band joined in. Mary, their bass player, volunteered to go grab beer and pizza for everyone. An hour later, they were all stuffed to the gills and at least slightly tipsy. Mary went home to whichever of her boy-toys was probably waiting for her, Jenny went over to Mike’s place and the three remaining girls went back to the dorms.