Housewives And Cheerleaders Ch 131

It was Claire who initiated the kiss, but Olivia certainly did not resist. Claire's lips were plump, soft, and delicious, and Olivia immediately felt her temperature rise -- it was like she hadn't been touched in weeks, though she'd spent half the previous night in bed with Lexi.

Claire's hand traced up the inside of Olivia's thigh and explored the wetness between her legs. Olivia surrendered, moaning softly, ready for action. But then Claire suddenly pulled away.

"Let's not do this here," she said. "Why don't you come to my place?"

* * *

On her way home, Jackie stopped about a half hour away to text Sara that she was almost there. Over the holiday she had gone off to visit her parents while Sara -- who was estranged from her own family -- stayed at home.

At first, Sara had enjoyed having some time to herself, spending a lot of time reading and taking long hot baths. But as the days wore on she had grown increasingly lonely and her messages to Jackie had grown increasingly desperate, to the point where Jackie cut her planned trip short by two days.

Jackie didn't quite know how she and Sara had become so wrapped up in each other in such a short time. Sara drove her crazy, both in a good way and a bad way. On the one hand, Sara was so emotional, so flighty, so unpredictable; on the other hand she was so fundamentally alluring that the more Jackie got to know her, the more she got drawn in.

And there was something about Sara that brought out a hidden part of Jackie's personality -- her dominant side. In Sara's presence Jackie felt stronger, more powerful, more decisive. This in turn brought out Sara's submissive side, and the two mutually reinforced each other. Never in any previous relationship had either of them acted the way they acted toward each other.

Pulling up in front of Sara's house, Jackie took a minute to sit quietly. It had been a long drive and she was tired. But at the same time, she knew that something exciting probably awaited her inside, and she was eager to find out what.

The front door was unlocked, but the house was quiet and dark, though unusually warm. Jackie found Sara upstairs, in the dimly lit bedroom, naked. She had tied her own feet and one of her hands to the bed; her other hand gripped the bedpost on that side.

"Hi," said Sara. "I've been waiting for you. And waiting and waiting and waiting." Her tone was petulant, but also teasing.

"Well, I'm here now," answered Jackie.

The sight of Sara's nude body, bound and at her disposal, inflamed Jackie. Her nipples sprang to attention and her juices began to flow. She stripped naked and climbed onto the bed, laying down full length atop Sara, and they shared a hot, wet kiss.

Jackie moved down to lick and suck Sara's tits, letting her right leg slide down between Sara's legs. Grinding her pussy eagerly against Jackie's thigh, Sara began to pant rhythmically. Jackie could feel the need emanating from Sara's crotch, and she started to move to give it her attention.

But then she thought, no. I'm going to look after my own needs first for once. She climbed up to straddle Sara's head, poising her pussy right above Sara's mouth. In this position what could Sara do but obey? She stuck her tongue out and went to work.

Once Jackie had come a couple of times she felt more relaxed, and more generous. She retrieved a strap-on from the bedside table and waved it in Sara's face.

"You want this?"

Sara eyes were wide, her breath coming unevenly. "You know I do."

Jackie took her sweet time getting ready, watching Sara squirm. At one point Sara's free hand found its way between her legs, and Jackie shook a finger at her. "Not if you want this," she said, gripping the shaft of the dildo in her fist.

Sara obediently returned her hand to its place on the bedpost, frowning. "Well come on and fuck me then."

"I'll fuck you when I'm damn good and ready," barked Jackie. But she was ready soon enough. She positioned herself between Sara's legs, teasing Sara's pussy with the tip of the strap-on. Sara's free hand moved to Jackie's ass, encouraging her to go in deeper, and Jackie let it stay there. A long "Unnnnhhhhhh" came from way down in Sara's throat as the dildo filled her to completeness.

Jackie gave it to Sara long and hard, but also tenderly. She really enjoyed making Sara come, watching her face change from hunger to ecstasy to afterglow. Then, after a minute's rest, the process started all over again.

Sara was highly multiorgasmic, and each one seemed to get a little stronger, until finally she went limp and Jackie could tell that she was done. Jackie pulled out and rolled over onto her side, gazing down as a satisfied smile illuminated Sara's beautiful face.

* * *

Later that night, Olivia and Claire lay naked in bed in Claire's tiny studio apartment, eating ice cream and talking.

"I guess I'm going to have to ask Tara about this," said Claire, referring to the web site showing explicit pictures of the two of them. "I think she's back from New York today." Picking up her phone from the bedside table, Claire sighed. "But I don't really want to."

"I thought you two were close?" said Olivia.

"Yeah," said Claire, "but lately, I don't know, I'm tired of that whole scene. Being with Gina is so nice. No games, no hidden agendas... it's the complete opposite of being around Mimi. Who, as you can see, does have hidden agendas. And Tara is her right-hand girl, her, like, protege or whatever."

Claire took a big spoonful of ice cream and handed the carton to Olivia. "And here I am, fucking around on Gina first chance I get. Well, it serves her right for leaving me alone all week." She sighed again. "I really don't do relationships very well."

"I know what you mean," said Olivia. "Sometimes I think I'm just, like, a total slut."

"I think so too," joked Claire, and they both laughed. Dipping her spoon into the ice cream, Claire dabbed a little onto each of Olivia's breasts and leaned down to lick it off. After all, what was done was done; having a second go-round wasn't going to change anything.