Krista drove. Lorene sat beside her. Jackie sat in back. Krista did not pull out until Janets car left them space to pull out. I bet those two don’t go right home,” said Lorene.
“What makes you say that,” asked Jackie.
“Because both of them are hotter than a firecracker from working your bottom.”
“I‘ll never live that down,” said Jackie.
“Don’t give it a thought,” said Lorene. “No one will escape it for long. We’ll all get a taste next week or the week after.”
“I had no idea it would affect me like that.”
“Stands to reason,” said Lorene. “All that hand slapping draws more blood to the area. It has to make you hotter than hell.”
“My butt still burns like fire.”
“I think something else probably did too,” said Krista from behind the wheel.
“I’m so ashamed. Nobody’ but my husband ever watched me climax before. I never dreamed I’d do anything like that.”
“I’d say we might have had a bit too much wine to start with.”
“It was a damn good idea,” said Lorene. Euchre, by itself, was getting dull.”
“I made a horrible spectacle of myself.”
“Hope I come next week as nicely as you did,” said Lorene, “with an accent on the come.”
“Amen,” echoed Krista, “I could handle one of those.”
“Couldn’t we all?” agreed Lorene.
Krista slowed as she neared Jackie’s house. “It’s been quite an evening. How about coming across to my place for some coffee or whatever and we can shoot the shit some more.”
“Count me out,” said Jackie. Maybe another time. I’m going to soak this tender bottom in epsom salts and sleep on my stomach.”
“You’ll be surprised how much it has eased up by morning,” said Lorene.
“I hope so. I sit at a desk all day.”
Krista pulled up in front of the house. “Don’t fret about it. You know Liz came louder than you did.”
“No shit! I guess I was making so much noise I didn’t know what was happening with the rest of you.”
“Liz made no bones about it. Said she worked up to a really good one,” said Lorene.
Jackie opened the car door. The dome light came on. Very gingerly she eased herself from the car. She paused at the open window where Lorene sat. ”Just between you two and the gatepost, I had a great one too. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”
Not even an hour on a hard cock?” asked Krista.
“Well,” said Jackie, “maybe that.”
Krista pulled into the street and drove to the next block and the apartment building where she and Lorene lived on different floors. “It was a strange night.”
“Very fulfilling for Jackie and Liz,” said Lorene.
“I could use a little fulfilling myself,” said Krista.
“I caught that bit about an hour on a hard cock.”
“I’d settle for an hour on my vibrator, but the batteries are dead.”
“The story of my life,” said Lorene, “I could use a little Poon in my Tang or is it a little Tang in my Poon?”
“I don’t think I heard of it either way.”
“Just made it up,” said Lorene.
“Fine,” said Krista, “But it’s a hell of an idea.”
“Yeah.”
“I was wondering, What kind of a Tang do you suppose your Poon has got.?”
“A gal could get her ass slapped pretty good for asking questions like that.”
“She also might get a taste of Tang from somebody‘s Poon.”
“That’s possible?”
“Yeah.”
Krista pulled into the garage behind their apartment building. They walked to the elevator. She pushed five for herself and seven for Lorene. Want to stop for some coffee like Jackie turned down because she’d already done her coming?”
“You could come on up to my place,” said Lorene.
‘I could,“ said Krista but we’d be going right past mine.”
“Your vibrator’s full of dead batteries.”
“And your’s isn’t.”
“It’s broke.”
“Ain’t that a damn shame?”
“You ought to have your ass slapped,” retorted Lorene.
“I might say the same for you.” “I’d bet ten to one that our friends are at it right now.”
“At what?”
“Slapping ass. You could tell they were both hotter that hell when they left.”
“That makes them different from us?” asked Krista.
“I already admitted I was hornier that a freshly fucked fox in a forrest fire.”
“That’s good.”
Yeah. You say freshly flucked flox three time with out flocking up,” Laughed Lorene.
“I’m horny as a fleshly floxed fuck,” giggled Krista.
“Come on,” said Lorene, “This is your floor, You can make the coffee even if your virbator is broken.”
“It’s not broken, I said the batteries are dead. You can use it with a little elbow grease. It just won’t go buzz, buzz.”
“I need a good buzz, buzz,” said Lorene. “My poon needs a good buzz-buzz.”
Krista searched for her keys, found them and unlocked her apartment door. “How did we get on this subject, anyway?”
“Because we watched a couple of bareassed friends get their rocks off and all we got was worked up.”
“Thats true.” Krista took off toward the kitchen. “I’ll put on the coffee and then make myself comfortable. You just drop your things anywhere and relax.”
Lorene settled on the arm of a big chair. “What things?” she called after the retreating figure.
“Anything you want to drop.”
“Don’t mind if I do. This could turn into a damn good coffee snatch, I mean coffee clatch.”
“Whose snatch are you talking about?” asked Krista from the a room beyond the kitchen.
“Whose do you want to talk about?”
Krista came through the door stark naked. “Well here’s one for starters.”
Lorene stood. dressed only in brief panties. “I thought I should wait for my hostess to set the dress du jour.” She lowered the panties to reveal a totally bare mons. “Well here’s mine.”
“And a fine one it is too,” said Krista, “Bare as a newborn babe’s”
“I like it smooth.” said Lorene.
Krista looked down at her own trimmed and neatly shaped pussy tuft, “And I thought mine was in fashion.” “It is darling, it is. I love it.”
“This a night for revelations,” said Lorene.
“Night’s not over yet,” retorted Krista over her shoulder as she went to the kitchen for the coffee and returned with a tray holding two full mugs, creamer and sweetner.
They sat across from each other with a small glass coffee table between them. Lorene put her bare feet on the table and spread her legs. “That’s to show I have nothing to hide.” Krista matched her pose. “Same here.”
“Everything’s looking good, mighty good.”
“Are you really in the mood for slapping each other’s ass/” asked Krista. “I feel in the mood for something more serious.”
“In my day, I’ve had it laid on my ass plenty,” said Lorene, “and I have to admit that sometimes I got off on it, but I’ve seen enough of that for one night. We’ll get a good taste of it at next week’s game.”
“All I crave is a nice long come. I don’t need my tail scorched to get off.”
“What gets you off?”
“Just peeking into that smooth, shaved pussy is turning me on pretty good.”
“Seeing the way you got yours trimmed makes me pretty hot too.”
Krista ran her finger along the gaping, wet slit between her legs and parted the lips. They glistened in the soft light to prove that she was lubricating heavily. She stuck her finger in her mouth and tasted her own honey. “I guess we could sit here and watch each other diddle our clits.”
“That’s a turn on for me. I’d like watching you do yourself and I damned sure don’t mind showing off for you.” Lorene matched her action to her words and began massaging her little nub. She occasionally inserted a finger into the ever slickening passage. “Do you like dirty talk?”
“We’ve done enough of it lately. I love it,” Krista said, “especially if we’re doing something like this.“ She flicked her clit with her fingernail again and again. “God that feels good.”
“Did you ever fuck with another woman?”
“Isn’t that what’s happening?”
“I meant up close and personal.”
“You mean like licking and fingering and rubbing pussies together.”
“That’s what I had In mind.”
“I’m not against it with a willing friend.”
“That’s how I look at it.”
“Have you ever?”
“Some. Not often... but some. It can be so good.”
Kristia left her chair and slipped to the floor beside her friend. “I think I’m aiming to find out how a good friend tastes.” She parted Lorene’s knees and bent her head. Lorene scooted to the edge of her chair. Krista’s lips grazed the smooth, shaven surface of the naked vulva. She parted the inner lips with her tongue and sought Lorene’s juices as though it were the purest honey dripping from the comb.
Lorene’s hips moved involuntarily. Her hands came to Krista’s head and guided her mouth to the more sensitive spots. “God! I love that tongue. It tickles sweeter than a ten inch cock.”
Krista looked up. “Could you take a ten inch cock?”
“Never saw one,” said Lorene, “but I’ve done pretty good with a ten inch vibrator when I eased onto to it.”
“God I’d like to see that.”
“If you was to do a bit more licking the way you were,” breathed Lorene, “I guess you could talk me into just about anything.” Lorene slipped to the floor and settled on her side. She lay her cheek on Krista’s thigh near the juncture where the other woman’s pussy was exposed. “This is a game two can play.”
“Mmmm,” said Krista, “and there’s no loser.” Her lips touched the moist flesh. There was nothing but moans and mumbles and full mouthed sighs of pleasure.
They were a tangle of naked flesh and when they finally finished, Krista knew there was no softer pillow than the inside of Lorene’s thigh.
***
The ringing phone greeted Jackie whe she opened her door. Out of breath, she picked it up.
“I wondered if you went straight home or stopped off with one of the girls,” said Liz Ashton.”
“I just got in.”
“I guess You haven’t tried sitting down yet.”
“Oh God! I had to sit in the car. All the way home, I was burning up down there. I can’t wait to get out of these clothes. I want to sit in a tub of cold water and cool down.”
“I’m laying on my bed with a fan aimed at my ass. I hardly bothered getting dressed to see you folks out.”
“I can’t believe it all happened.”
“I think we all got turned on. You and me from the warming, and the others from watching or laying it to us.”
“Janet admitted she was turned on.”
