Chapter 4
"Sexual Tension"
About a thousand questions raced through Benita's mind that morning as she got up and out of bed after fucking her best friend. She was still not comfortable with the idea of having a cock and was still very embarrassed about it. Did this one experience mean that they were "together?" Were they "boyfriend/girlfriend" or was it "girlfriend/girlfriend?" Was she gay, or did her cock make her not gay?
"Do you want to shower first or should I?" Carmen asked as she paused at the bedroom door.
"Can't we shower together?" Benita asked with a cutesy look and a big smile.
"I don't think that's such a good idea," Carmen replied with a slightly worried look.
"I . . . I was just kidding . . . you go first," Benita said as she giggled in a playful, yet nervous manner.
Carmen nodded, turned and walked out of the room leaving Benita to gather herself together.
After a moment Benita walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen in search of breakfast. The sight which greeted her caused Benita to stop in her tracks.
Susan was bent over, searching through a lower cupboard for something, and the result was that Benita had a splendid view of Susan's shapely ass. Susan could easily be described as an older version of Carmen in that mother and daughter shared the same body shape. Yet Susan was a little taller with more generous curves and her breasts were at least a cup size larger at generous DD. Her hair was brown and thick and was just a little longer than Carmen's but her eyes were the same green colour. The forty-four year old Susan was a caring, giving and nurturing kind of woman.
Benita drew a breath in shock as she stared at a sight which she found very exciting, yet she knew shouldn't. Instantly her cock sprang to life, tenting up the front of her nightshirt, aching to sink into the depths of the Susan's pussy. Benita looked down and was mortified at the excited state of her cock and just as Susan stood back up Benita darted out of the kitchen.
Carmen entered the bedroom after her shower to find Benita sitting on the edge of the bed in just a nightshirt, her large cock still visible. Carmen paused to look at the fleshy member that, just the sight of which, excited her, yet she dared not let Benita know that. Carmen was still not sure if they should ever have sex again, even though it felt wonderful and she felt a connection to her best friend that she never felt before.
"Your turn to shower," Carmen said as she stood there wrapped in a towel with another one wrapped around her head.
"Okay," Benita replied as she stood up and walked towards the door.
Out of instinct Benita gave Carmen a peck on the lips as she passed her. That one kiss caused Carmen's excitement to rise, she was tempted to drop to her knees and suck on Benita's cock. She even pondered letting Benita fuck her again, but she resisted and remained calm, at least on the outside.
Benita paused at the bedroom door to see if Susan was coming before darting down the hall and into the bathroom. Benita locked the door behind her, stripped off her nightshirt and stopped to examine herself in the mirror. She spent a few minutes admiring herself and her cock from various angles, getting more and more used to the recent addition to her body. That morning she felt a little less like a hideous freak, thanks to Carmen.
In the shower, Benita washed her body thoroughly and even played with herself and her cock longer than she thought she should. She wasn't able to stop stroking her cock until she came all over the shower wall as well as the insides of her thighs. Benita had to wash her groin area once again before she left the bathroom.
Once back in Carmen's bedroom Benita removed the towel and started to dry herself off. Once again Carmen was getting excited by stole peeks of Benita's body, though felt weird each time she did so. Benita seemed to be oblivious to Carmen's looks as she continued to dry herself rubbing herself all over with the towel. When Benita was done she turned to stand in front of Carmen, still nude.
"Thanks for being so understanding . . . but . . . I think I should go," Benita said with a sorrowful expression on her face as she grabbed her panties and started to get dressed.
"No, stay for breakfast and we'll go to Gravity Pope afterwards," Carmen said sensibly as she put her hand on Benita's shoulder.
"I don't know. I probably should leave you alone for a while," Benita said as she stepped into her panties and pulled them up.
"Look, this situation is one thing, but a shoe sale is a shoe sale . . . we need to keep our priorities! What kind of a friend would I be if I let you miss a shoe sale like this, because you feel weirded-out that we fucked?"
"Thanks," Benita said with a sigh of relief as she looked into Carmen's eyes with a look of appreciation. "I don't know what I would do without you."
"What are best friends for," Carmen said with a magnanimous smile.
Benita was overcome with relief and gratitude that she reached out and pulled Carmen into a tight hug. What Benita had intended to be a friendly hug, swiftly heated up and changed once the embrace started. Both women's breathing became more laboured and quick as they were both acutely aware that the body of the woman they had just made love to was pressed up against her now.
Benita was the first to lift her head up but slowly both women looked each other in the eyes. It was a very long two seconds that the old friends looked deep into each other's eyes with growing lust. It wasn't but another moment before lust consumed the pair of them and their lips touched.
It wasn't a soft and flowing kiss of romance but rather a hard and rough kiss of unbridled passion. Both women pulled the other closer to her, smashing their bodies together as the kiss continued. Benita took charge and threw her friend down on the bed before hastily removing her own panties.
Carmen looked in Benita's eyes with passion and confusion as her best friend tore open her bathrobe, leaving Carmen lying nude and vulnerable on the bed. Carmen's fogy mind didn't know if she should protest or not but the determined look in Benita's eyes stole any will to resist.
In a flash Benita moved up and into position to fuck. Carmen instinctively opened her legs and exposed herself to her best friend and first lover for the second time that day. Benita did not pause at all but swiftly and surely lined up and sank her big, fat cock into Carmen's pussy. Both women groaned a sigh of delight as Benita's cock slid into the innermost depths of Carmen's pussy for the third fuck of the morning.
Knowing this fuck was going to happen and lost in the moment Carmen threw her legs around Benita's waist and hooked her heals behind Benita's back. Benita withdrew her cock and began her thrusting. Carmen urged Benita to pick up the speed by digging her heel into Benita's ass.
Susan walked swiftly down the hall and hummed happily as she did so. Breakfast was ready and the girls were taking too long in getting dressed. As she neared her daughter's room she heard sounds which she recognized but knew she shouldn't be hearing from her only child's room. Susan's brow furrowed in concern as the sounds of sex intensified in her ears as she stood in front of Carmen's bedroom door.
Susan was conflicted and didn't know if she should barge in and stop them or not. On one hand she wanted to respect her daughter's privacy and sexuality but on the other hand Carmen was still living under her roof and Susan didn't approve of this behaviour.
Telling herself that she was letting her imagination get the better of her, Susan opened the door to peek inside. Susan tried to convince herself that Carmen and Benita were just doing aerobics or some other sort of exercise. When Susan's head rounded the door and her eyes gazed on the bed, a lump was in her throat.
Susan stared in disbelief as her daughter's best friend repeatedly thrust into her baby girl with wild abandon. From the angle the pair of lovers were across the bed and Benita's back was to Susan. Susan knew enough of sex to know about strap-on-dildos and simply assumed that was what Benita was wearing. In her shocked and horrified mind Susan swore she saw the straps on Benita's shapely body.
Susan was dumbfounded as she watched the scene, a little too long for mere curiosity. Repeatedly Susan watched and examined the flexing ass muscles as Benita thrust into Carmen. For a fleeting moment, the single mother was a bit jealous of her daughter for the fuck she was receiving. Susan herself had not had sex of any kind since her husband left her fifteen years ago.
The scene was too much for her to take so Susan decided to leave the pair of lovers to their lovemaking, deciding now was not the time to confront them. Susan poured herself a coffee and sat at the breakfast table in stunned silence, blinking occasionally.
Back in the room, the pair finished their hasty lovemaking with Benita cuming once again deep within her friend's pussy. Carmen moaned and clutched Benita tight as her own excitement reached its crescendo. Once it was over both women laid still and regained their breath, still sweaty with Benita's softening cock wedged inside Carmen's pussy.
As one might expect, once the heat of the moment was over and the passions subsided, guilt and confusion returned. Carmen turned her head to the side and started to cry. Benita instinctually clutched Carmen tighter and tried to comfort her friend and lover. Carmen held Benita tighter for a moment and turned to look at her, but once their eyes met, it proved too much.
"GET OFF ME!" Carmen shouted as she shoved Benita off of her with unexpected strength before her crying returned.
Benita stood there, barely a stride away from Carmen and was unsure of what to do. Her best friend turned to her side and cried. Benita wanted to hold her and comfort her, but at the moment her touch was unwanted. Guilt overwhelmed Benita and tears came to her eyes.
"I'm sorry," Benita said meekly as she started to get dressed again. "I don't know what came over me," She said as she pulled on her skirt, glancing at Carmen.
Carmen looked over at the clearly remorseful Benita and felt sorry for her friend. Carmen stopped crying to watch her friend pull on her blouse and button it up.
"I'll see you later," Benita said over her shoulder as she moved swiftly towards the bedroom door.
"Wait!" Carmen said as she caught up with Benita who had her hand on the bedroom door. "It wasn't just you . . . it was both of us," Carmen said as she pulled on Benita's shoulder to turn her friend to face her.
