Elsey's World

Barb hung up her work clothes in a locker at the gym, wearing her usual gray sneakers, skintight black leggings and Victoria's Secret sports bra. Wendy arrived a few minutes later than usual. She stood in the doorway, silently watching Barb, admiring her smooth, curvy ass, thinking how amazingly sexy it was for a woman of her age, or a women of any age for that matter.

"Hi Barbi."

"Oh, Hi! I didn't hear you come in."

Wendy leaned against the door frame and smiled knowingly. "That's a cute nickname."

"Oh," Barb said, blushing a little. "Did they tell you? How was your weekend?"

"Amazing. We're all in now, Matt and me. I hope you're happy."

"From the look on your face I can tell

you

are," Barb smiled. "Get over here. Tell me everything."

The two women sat on a locker room bench and Wendy spilled the beans.

"So, you know it was supposed to be all about evening things up, letting Matt spend some time with Kelsey..."

"Yeah. Did he love it? That's a stupid question. Of course he did."

"He did," Wendy said, "but there was more. As usual it was all Kelsey's doing. That girl just loves to make things happen..."

"What did she do this time?" Barb asked.

"She invited Richie and Abby, without telling us."

Barb looked at Wendy's blushing face and immediately knew the rest of the story. "Oh my God, Richie? I guess we're sisters in this crazy new world now. Oh my God, Wendy. How was it?"

"Way too good," Wendy said, blushing even pinker. Goosebumps covered her bare arms.

Barb hugged her. "Wow. Okay, this is good. All that wondering and worrying is gone now, right? How's Richie?"

"Remarkably unfazed," Wendy said. "What is it with kids these days? Were we like that when we were there age? So accepting of everything?"

"I think I kinda was," Barb said. "But nothing ever got to the level Austin and Richie are involved in."

"When I was their age I never even knew these kinds of things happened," Wendy said. "Swinging. Family swinging. I guess maybe it's always been a thing. I was just naive."

Barb smiled. "So, six of you on a beach. Now I wish I'd tagged along. Was it as good as I'm picturing?"

"Better."

"What did you think of Abby? She's a cutie, isn't she?"

"Oh my God!" Wendy said quietly. "That girl! Matt was blown away by Kelsey, but I think Abby got to him even more. It worked both ways though. It was easy to see the boyfriend's father thing was really big for her. She still calls him Mr. Nanty. It's just too hot for words."

"Mr. Nanty?" Barb smiled. "Oh yeah, that sounds like her."

"She gave him a handjob he may never recover from, when we were all on our towels putting on sunscreen. That was their first...encounter."

"Wow."

"It was funny, though. After that it was like they were letting the anticipation build, all afternoon and evening. They didn't...fuck...until we were all in the tent."

"You were all in one tent?"

"Yup. A big one with two huge air mattresses that filled the whole thing. The girls put up twinkle lights inside it, so it sort of glowed. Kelsey seems to make everything magical, doesn't she?"

"She does."

"She said it was like an Arabian harem. It really felt that way, with the sand and the lights, and Kelsey and Abby even did some belly dancing in the tent. They even got me to join in. Abby was the only one of us who sort of knew what she was doing. She claimed she was just improvising, but...have you ever seen her dance?"

"No. I'd love to. She said there'll be programs we can go to when she's back at school next semester."

"That little body of hers, when it gets moving, oh my God. I don't know if I've ever seen anything so sensual. The look on Matt's face was...he watched as long as he could, and then he just threw her down and...oh my God it was hot!"

"Wow," Barb said.

"I never knew I enjoyed watching so much," Wendy said. "Especially my

husband!

It's just crazy how it affects me. Crazy!"

Barb smiled. "That's how it's supposed to be. Kay's talked about that. She says if you get off watching your spouse fuck someone else, you know you're in the right hobby."

"She's got that right!" Wendy said. "Good Lord, Matt just about ruined that little girl, and she had this look on her face like it was the best thing

ever

. I had to hold myself back from cheering them on!"

"You should have, girl!" Barb said. "Let it out. Kelsey does, and it always makes me smile."

"She was cheering enough for the both of us!" Wendy chuckled.

"So, you and Richie," Barb said, with her eyes softly smiling. "Now you know why I find him so irresistible. You and me, we share a special love for him."

Wendy's eyes misted up with happy tears. "Oh, Barb. I remember you trying to explain how it is with you and Austin. Now I...I get it. It's just extraordinary, isn't it? I mean...I'm at a loss for words..."

"I know," Barb said, hugging Wendy again. "I know."

"It's sad, in a way, that it's so...taboo," Wendy said. "It sounds crazy to say this, but I wish every mother could experience it. Do you think it's as deeply meaningful for our boys as it is for us?"

"I've talked about it with Austin a little," Barb said. "He gets the depth of it, but it'll never be what it is for us mothers. There's just something so spiritual about it. Did you feel that, or is it too soon?"

"No, I felt it right away. I've never had a really good handle on what God is, but yeah, when I'm with Richie in that way it...it gets me way closer than church ever did, that's for sure."

"It's

so

nice to hear you say that," Barb said. "I was wondering if it was just me, or if I was delusional or something."

Wendy hugged Barb again, holding her even closer and tighter.

"So I guess I can talk about your son's cock now," Barb said. "He and Matt, is it uncanny or what?"

Wendy chuckled. "It's pretty uncanny. I mean, I had an inkling, but until you see them both hard..."

"I can't wait to see them side-by-side," Barb said, dreamy eyed. "Identical twin cocks. It's enough to make me into a D.P. lover."

"What's D.P.?" Wendy asked.

"Double penetration, girlfriend. One in the puss and one in the ass. At the same time."

"Jesus! I guess I've heard of that, but...Jesus, Barb! You've done that?"

"Sure. It's intense. I wouldn't call it my favorite thing, but it's fun, and with those twin hunks of hard you've almost gotta do it, right?"

"Has Richie...done that?"

"My first time was with Bobby and Koop, at my first party at Bobby and Kay's house. I sort of lost my mind that night. God I was slutty. But yeah, Richie and Austin have snuck into me a couple of times that way. I wouldn't have said no, but...in the heat of the moment they just ended up there. It's pretty wild. I get

really

noisy."

"Fuck!" Wendy said quietly.

"I'm surprised Koop and Matt didn't try it out on your birthday. Guys seem to dig it."

"Does Richie like...anal?"

"He's not super into it. Austin's more of the anal guy. Kay got him hooked on it."

"But...God, Barb, he's so

big

!"

"Yeah, he'll fill you up down there, that's for sure. If you get into it, though, you haven't lived until you let Bobby in that way."

"Oh my God! There's no way it would fit. Your hole's so little! Is...mine like that?"

"Yeah, yours is tiny and cute. You've got the classic little pucker hole. What's mine look like?"

"Sort of smooth," Wendy said, trying to picture it. "It's like a ring of skin that's smoother than the rest."

"So it's not ugly or anything?"

"No. There's not a single part of you that's even close to ugly."

Barb smiled sweetly. "You too, sweetheart. God, I'm so glad we can talk about all this. Our men, our boys, our bodies. I've never had a friend like you."

Wendy smiled too, wide and warm. She unbuttoned her shirt to get ready for their workout and was quickly down to her gym clothes.

"I've got some news, too," Barb said. "I feel a little funny about telling you."

"Why?"

"Because...it's about Koop and me, and...I know he's your fantasy man."

"My fantasy man?" Wendy smiled. "It's not like I'm lacking for those lately."

"He called right after you guys left for the lake Saturday morning and asked if I wanted to come to his house for a barbecue that night, with Happy and Sharron. He was so cute on the phone, nervous...like a teenager. Of course I said yes."

"A real date! Wow! I've been bugging him to call you."

"Have you? I guess I've got you to thank, then. We all had such a good time. Happy and Sharron didn't leave until Sunday morning. I think they would have stayed even longer but Happy wanted to get home to watch the Indy 500."

"And

you

, Honey?" Wendy smiled. "When did

you

leave?"

"Monday afternoon. I think maybe I've...found my man. I mean it's way too soon to tell, but..."

"It's not too soon to tell!" Wendy said, shaking her head. "You guys are

perfect

for each other! Oh, Barb! I'm so happy!"

"I was worried about telling you. I know how you like Koop."

"You're crazy! You shouldn't have worried! That's such good news, Barb. Wow, what a weekend, huh? We're both into...new things."

Barb looked at her watch. "I've got to be at work in forty-five minutes," she said. "Wanna skip straight to the showers? Half an hour in there together should burn a few calories..."

Wendy's sports bra was off before Barb finished her thought. Both of them were out of their tights and down to their little thongs in record time. Barb went to the door to see if any other women had come into the gym.

"Jesus, Barb! There's men out there! If you can see out they can see you!"

"Maybe they want to join us," Barb said, giggling as she boldly stepped out into the hallway. "Oh poo, they don't even see me. Should I wave my arms around?"

"Get back in here!" Wendy said. "You're crazy!"

"That's what Koop said to me Sunday," Barb chuckled. "After Happy and Sharron left I wanted to lay out in the sun, but all I had for underwear was my red lace thong. The neighbor lady next to him got a good eyeful. She's a nosy nellie, isn't she?"

"Marylou saw you like that? Oh my God, the whole neighborhood will be talking."

"Koop thinks she was keeping tabs the whole weekend, and Sharron and I weren't even close to quiet. Jesus, Happy's got a big cock, doesn't he? I'd almost forgotten. He really makes me sing."

"Marylou heard all that? Wow," Wendy said, pondering things. "Fuck it, I guess, right? Who cares what the neighbors think. Matt and I aren't married to that house anyway. Wouldn't it be nice to have something private, like Bobby and Kay?"

"What, do you think the neighbors are gonna run you out because you're a slut? Fuck them."

"I'm not worried," Wendy said. "I thought I would be, but I'm not. It feels good."

"That's the spirit," Barb said. "Come on, let's play for half and hour."

She took off her thong, tossed it on her clothes and sashayed her sexy ass into the shower. Wendy followed, pulled the privacy curtain shut, and soon the water was steamy and they were soaping each other up. Wendy stood behind Barb, with their bodies pressed together. Barb's hands reached behind, soaping Wendy's hips, and Wendy's hands were on Barb's tits, sliding slippery and bubbly, raising hard nipples and goosebumps. Both the girls moaned softly.

The moans caught Gilda's ear the moment she walked into the locker room. She recognized Barb's open locker, with the familiar dentist's office uniform dress hanging inside, and she was pretty sure Wendy's open locker was the same one she saw on that surprising day when she caught Barb and Wendy with Austin. Just as she was putting it all together in her mind, Barb let out a deeper, sexier moan, one triggered by a soapy hand on her wet clit.

Gilda's eyes opened wide. He must be back, that Austin boy! He's in there with them! Should I leave? Should I tell the girl at the desk? Maybe this kind of thing goes on. I shouldn't be a prude about it. Hell no, that's not me. I wouldn't rat on them. Oh my God, he's just...I've never seen such a perfect young man. That cock! I've been dreaming of it and it's here again! Shit!

Gilda didn't open her locker. She didn't want to make any noise, she just wanted to listen. Barb moaned again, soft but guttural, the sweet sound floating out through the billowing curtain with the steam. Gilda's body was reacting, her breath short, her heart pounding. She stripped off her clothes, wondering what she was going to do. Just stand there naked and wait for them to come out? Another of Barb's sweet moans drew her toward it. I'll just walk in, she told herself. It's a public shower. I'm allowed to be in there.

She pushed the billowing curtain aside and walked in as casually as she could. Her eyes grew with surprise again when there was no Austin, just two women in the steam, one leaping to her feet after being caught with her mouth on the pussy of the other.

"Oh, sorry," Gilda said, taken aback by the girl on girl action. "I thought...That young man's not here?..."

Barb smiled a dreamy smile. "Hi," she said, sounding relaxed and neighborly. "We seem to be on the same workout schedule. This is Wendy. You sort of met...before."

"Hi...Wendy...I'm Gilda."

"Don't you just love that name?" Barb asked Wendy.

"Yeah," Wendy said, a bit stunned from being caught in such a blatantly sexual position.

"Did you think Austin was in here with us?" Barb asked, finally realizing what was happening.

"That's kind of...what it sounded like."

Barb smiled ear to ear when she put it all together. "You're as naughty as we are, walking in here like that when you thought there was a boy." She winked at the nervous looking woman. "Wanna share our soap with us?"

"I didn't even do my workout yet."

"Neither did we, sister," Barb chuckled.

"I really should...go," Gilda said nervously. "I don't know why I...I'm not...I've never..."

"Girls, you mean? Neither one of us had either until not too long ago. If you're curious...we're very friendly."

Gilda stood silently, unsure if she should go or stay.

"You can watch, Honey," Barb said, squatting down in front of Wendy. "See if it looks interesting."

Wendy thought about putting an end to things, but she didn't. The fog of hot steam rising from the tiled floor gave a strange feeling of cover, like a veil she and Gilda were both hiding behind, with just enough transparency to satisfy both the exhibitionist and the voyeur.

Wendy wondered how she looked though the steam, with the pleasure on her face showing as Barb got started down below. Gilda must think I'm a slut, she said to herself, as air huffed out of her open mouth and her soapy hands went to Barb's head, holding it tight against her pussy.

"Fuck!" Wendy sighed.

She knew she would soon be a goner, the way she always was when she turned Barb loose on her clit. It felt even more magical than usual, with her eyes locked on Gilda's through the steam. Gilda was standing sideways to her, not ready for a full-frontal face-off, but not shying away from watching.

"Jesus Barb!" Wendy gasped, trying to stay as quiet as she could. "Fuck!"

Barb smiled into the wet, soapy tasting pussy. She knew she had her friend right where she wanted her. Wendy was putty in her hands when things got to the heading-for-an-orgasm stage. There was no turning back, not that Barb wanted to, or Wendy either for that matter. The launch sequence was underway, and...

"Oh my God," Gilda said under her breath as she watched Wendy's orgasm. It was an amazing sight — Wendy's body spasming out of control as she fought to keep silent. Her face and her mouth looked like they she was crying out in exquisite ecstasy, but there was only muffled grunts and gurgles. Barb kept up the tongue-lashing assault, taking Wendy to that deep place she loved, lost for the longest time, finally reduced to a whimpering, mindless stupor, too weak to stand up on her own. It was a big one.

"Jesus," Gilda said.

"Isn't she awesome?" Barb asked Gilda, smiling with love in her eyes as she held Wendy's scrambled body in her arms.

"Fuck, Barb," Wendy said quietly. "Fuck."

Barb led her over to Gilda. "Let's all get soapy," Barb said.

Gilda didn't say anything. Water cascaded down from all four shower heads. The steam was thick when she felt the first touch, almost like an electric jolt. It was Barb's hand, and then another, with a bar of soap gliding across warm, wet skin. Wendy's hands joined in. Gilda wasn't prepared for the assault, but it felt wonderful, like some kind of magical massage. She wanted to reach out and touch the two women, but her hands stayed at her sides. Her chest heaved as air huffed from her lungs. Slippery hands slid across her breasts, around her back, over her buttocks and...

"Oh, Jesus..." she sighed, standing still, letting the sweet pleasure sweep her away.

"Want Wendy to lick you clean, Honey?" Barb asked, fingering Gilda's pussy gently.

"Yes," she whispered.

Barb kissed Wendy and fingered Gilda's wet pussy a little more, and then Wendy dropped to her knees. She angled Gilda into the hot water to rinse most of the soap off the front of her, and then she was on her. Gilda moaned loud.

"Shhhh," Barb shushed her. "Quiet, Honey. We can play every time we're here as long as we're quiet. If you're a noisy cummer I'll kiss you. Want me to?"

Gilda nodded. Wendy's skilled tongue had already found her puffy clit, and she could barely take it. She needed a muffler, and she need it now!

Barb smiled and kissed her. Gilda moaned into her mouth. Barb's hands resumed the soapy massage, concentrating on Gilda's tits as the deep, tonguey kiss moaned on. It wasn't long before Gilda was hanging on for dear life. She grasped Wendy's head, forcing it tight against her orgasming pussy. Wendy sucked the oversized clit and flicked her tongue furiously over it. Gilda screamed into Barb's mouth as her body convulsed. And then it was over.

"Damn, girl!" Barb said. "I bet the boys heard that one. You needed that, huh?"

"Oh my God," Gilda said, looking weak and shell-shocked. That's...better than any man ever did..."

"Really?" Barb said. "We need to introduce you to some new men."

"That boy...Austin?"

Barb giggled. "If you want. Maybe some others first, though."

Gilda looked bewildered, still trying to get her scrambled thoughts together. "Others? How many...do you know? They wouldn't be interested in me..."

"Leave it to us, girlfriend," Barb said. "You gotta keep this to yourself, though, okay? Unless you've got, like, one friend who's not a blabbermouth."

"How do you know

I'm

not one?"

"Because you didn't rat on us when Austin was here. And you've been nice since then. Believe me, a lot of women would have handled it differently. Holy shit, I've gotta get to work! You guys can wash, I gotta run."

Barb rinsed off and hurried out to get dressed. Wendy and Gilda followed. Barb threw her work dress on over a sexy bra. She didn't even bother with panties. "Gotta run. Love you guys..." she said as she dashed out the door.

"Her boss is nice but her hates it when she's late," Wendy said. It was the first words she'd spoken since Gilda's big orgasm.

"Oh, yeah," Gilda said, sounding and looking shy. She tossed her towel on the bench and put on her bra and panties. Wendy lingered naked, drying herself thoroughly. "So," Gilda said, "Barb said you guys are...new at this?"

"Sex with girls, you mean? Yeah, kind of. What did you think? Was it okay? I hope we didn't...pressure you..."

"No," Gilda said, smiling a little. "I...I've always been...curious. And yeah, it was more than okay. I'm serious, I've never gotten there with a man. It's always been hard for me."

"Orgasms, you mean?"

"Yeah. You're...the winner," Gilda said, blushing a beautiful shade of pink. "Maybe we can...do it again sometime?"