“Jenny, the question becomes, do you want to do this? I’m always happy to ‘enlighten’ young women,” Jane said huskily, “but none of us would dream of trying to coerce you. But you should make a decision soon. Freddie seems to be looking at you like our puppies look at their rawhide chew toys, and it might shortly become difficult to pry her off of you.”
Jenny gulped. She suddenly realized what a rawhide chew toy must feel like.
Heather looked over at her. “Seriously Jen, it might not be a bad idea. If you can’t enjoy yourself with those two, then I don’t think you CAN enjoy being with women in ANY fashion.”
“Wait,” Jenny said. “What about you guys?”
Heather had grabbed Laurie by the hand and was leading her towards the door. “I thought that it might make you uncomfortable if we . . .”
“Stay . . . please?” Jenny was having increased difficulty speaking as Freddie had started breathing down her neck. “I . . . I’d like you to be here.”
Freddie gently kissed Jenny’s neck. “So are you willing to play?” Her hands were creeping up Jenny’s body.
“Yes,” Jenny almost hissed.
“Jane, would you get the camera set up?”
Jane was shaking her head and smiling as she grabbed the video camera and placed in on the nightstand, pointed at one of the beds. She looked over at Heather and Laurie. “Why don’t you two make yourselves comfortable over there.” The two girls could almost swear that they saw Jane lick her lips as she glanced at Jenny. “This might be a while.”
“You know,” Heather whispered to her girlfriend, “for all her arguing, she’s not THAT much different from Freddie.”
“Yep,” whispered Laurie back. Then the girl giggled. “She just sounds cooler when she says stuff.” Laurie licked Heather’s earlobe then nibbled on it. “So, how will WE pass the time?” Heather spun the blonde girl around and threw her laughing back-first onto the bed. Then she lay on top of Laurie and grabbed her hands, stretching them above her head as they kissed.
“I’m sure we’ll think of something,” she murmured as she kissed her way down to Laurie’s expansive cleavage.
Meanwhile, Freddie had drawn a slightly-shaking Jenny to her feet and pulled her toward the other bed. She slid her hands into Jenny’s back pockets as she squeezed the girl’s luscious round bottom. Jane reached around from behind to start undoing the girl’s pants. She peeled them downward, revealing a tiny black thong nestled firmly between those globes. With no pants to stick her hands into, Freddie grabbed a double handful of that ass.
“Sweetheart,” Jane said to Freddie, “I need to finish undressing the young lady, and your sticky hands are making things difficult. Why don’t you get yourself undressed while I attend Jenny?”
Freddie back-flopped onto the bed and unbuttoned her shirt. Jenny was more than a little taken aback by the sensuousness with which Freddie undressed. She hoped the camera was catching this. She felt her own shirt being pulled away and her bra unclasped.
“Leave the thong on,” said Freddie from the bed as she shirked the rest of her clothes. Jane did as her lover requested. She rested her head on Jenny’s shoulders, wrapped her arms around the girl’s body and cupped her warm breasts.
“Very nice,” said Jane as she began sucking on Jenny’s neck and tweaking the girl’s nipples. Freddie stretched out one foot and slid it between Jenny’s thighs, pressing against the girl’s panty-clad mound with the top of the foot. Then Freddie removed her foot and stood up.
“Something you should know about Jane,” she said as she slowly tuned Jenny around to face the older woman, “is that she likes the build-up almost as much as the actual event. Why don’t you help her get naked?” she asked.
“How quaint,” responded Jane, though she didn’t resist as Jenny started unbuttoning the older woman’s delicate blouse. Then the garment slid off of Jane’s slim shoulders and to the floor, then unbuttoned the woman’s skirt. She would have slid that off, but Freddie’s hands got busy, with one hand grabbing one of Jenny’s full ass cheeks while the other snaked around and started rubbing the girl’s pussy lips through the fabric of her thong. That got Jenny moaning, and left Jane to finish disrobing herself.
“And as a word of warning,” Jane started wryly, “Freddie likes to ‘get busy’ as soon as possible.”
“So, how you wanna go about this?” Freddie asked as she continued rubbing the girl’s mound. “Top or bottom?”
“Actually, I think I’ll start at the top,” Jane replied, pulling Jenny away and then slowly pushing her onto the bed with her legs hanging off the edge. “You’ve been dying to get your hands on her shapely posterior since you first saw her, and I’d hate to deprive you of it a moment longer.”
“And that’s why I love this woman!” Freddie said to Jenny as she knelt between the girl’s legs and spread them apart. “She’s so considerate.” With that, Freddie placed a kiss on Jenny’s thong, causing her to shiver.
Jane lay next to Jenny on the bed, sucking on her nipples, neck and naval . . . whatever she could get her tongue on. Freddie pushed the thong aside and began licking around Jenny’s opening.
Jenny was in heaven. She had always thought Mike to be fairly good at the oral arts, but just a few minutes with Freddie and Jane had shown her how much one person could do with their tongue. “Jane, can I try doing it to you?”
“Oh, sure. Jane MIGHT refuse oral sex. NOT!” said Freddie, then went back to ravishing the young woman’s pussy.
“No need to be snide,” Jane said. “Of course you’re correct, but . . .” Jane swung one leg over Jenny so she was straddling the girl’s face, but also so that she was facing ‘downstream’ towards Freddie. This allowed her to gently fondle Jenny’s breasts while the young woman took her first stab at the giving end of cunnilingus. “Don’t worry,” Jane said soothingly. “Just do whatever Freddie is doing and you’ll be just . . . Oh, that’s a good start,” she murmured as Jenny’s tongue pushed it’s way into the slit.
Jenny was nervous at first, but she was getting good feedback. Freddie would do something to delight her pussy, and then Jenny would try it on Jane. And since Freddie knew what Jane liked, those were the things getting done to Jenny. And Jenny was pleased at how Jane smelled and tasted, and her courage quickly grew. She was lashing at Jane’s pretty crotch with youthful vigor. She felt Freddie taking great delight in groping her ass, and even felt a finger gently probing her anus. That caused her to buck her hips, pushing her crotch closer against Freddie’s face. ‘The girl has a plan,’ Jenny thought before groaning outright.
Meanwhile, Heather and Laurie had gotten completely naked and were lying together, Heather on top of Laurie, fondling each other. Each had one hand cupping the other’s mound with a few fingers buried in the other’s cunt. Their eyes were locked on each other and their breath was already ragged. The proximity of their bodies had their arms pinned between them. Neither was going anywhere until the job was done.
“Who’s my pretty girlfriend?” Heather whispered.
“I am,” Laurie murmured.
“And who wants to cum on my fingers?”
“I do,” the blonde groaned as she proceeded to do just that. Her perfect pussy tried seized Heather’s fingers as a relatively gentle climax flowed through her body. Heather loved the look of bliss on Laurie’s face and the flush on her body when she came. It was the most powerful aphrodisiac the dark-haired girl knew.
Heather quickly got off the top of her girlfriend, much to Laurie’s dismay. But she just as quickly shifted position so that their legs scissored and their pussies rubbed against one another. With a firm grip on one of Laurie’s legs, Heather started to rub and hump against Laurie’s crotch. Her girlfriend got into the action by humping and bumping back.
Back on the other bed, Jenny was experiencing her first orgasm at the touch of another woman, and she didn’t exactly hate it. She had a death-grip on Jane’s ass and a tongue in her cunt as Freddie brought Jenny to the brink and beyond. The last thought that flitted through her mind before she lost the ability to process information for a moment was that she really needed to teach Mike a few things that were missing from his oral repertoire. Freddie didn’t let up for a moment, taking wide swaths with her tongue as Jenny’s body and pussy endured a series of spasms. Then Jenny felt the finger being removed from her asshole and that delightful tongue disappear from her crotch. That’s when she heard Jane speak.
“My turn,” the older woman crooned. She and Freddie switched places, leaving Jane’s face between Jenny’s thighs and Freddie straddling the girl’s head. “Oh, she’s pretty down here,” the woman murmured as she sent her delicate tongue on an exploratory lick. Then another one. Then she wrapped her tongue around Jenny’s clit and squeezed it like a constrictor. “Very pretty,” she said again.
Jenny had been a little worried since she had been unable to get Jane off before the two women had switched positions, but all negative feelings evaporated as the woman started her oral explorations. ‘Laurie was right,’ Jenny thought. ‘That tongue goes on for miles!’ She did her best to emulate Jane’s performance as she herself went to work on Freddie. She also ran her hands up that girl’s supermodel body to play with her tits, which got a groan of approval from the affected party. Then she brought one hand back down so she could stick a thumb up Freddie’s sphincter. That brought another gasp, and Freddie rewarded that behavior by seriously fondling Jenny’s decent-sized tits.