Author's note: This is a companion series to "Pegging Peter" and takes place on the same weekend as "Pegging Peter" Chapters 6 and 7.
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Tawny woke up in darkness. For a while, she was content to lie there, basking in warm contentment, but she gradually became more aware of her surroundings.
She was in a big bed, lying naked on top of the sheets. That was comfortable because the room was unusually warm. It wasn't completely dark. Little lights set along the baseboards cast a faint glow on the carpet.
A woman was lying on her back beside Tawny, silhouetted against the dim light from the floor. Like all three of the other women in the house, she had wide hips, long legs, and grown-woman breasts. They were so much bigger and more luxurious than Tawny's taut teen tits.
The mystery woman stirred. Her skin was dark in the dim light--too dark to tell her race--and her face was shadowed. Her hair was long, so she wasn't buzz-cut half-black Becca. She couldn't tell its color, but Tawny guessed the woman was blond Anglo Kyra, rather than raven-haired Hispanic Elana. They'd gone to bed together and she hadn't been sleeping for long.
Had she? The clock on the nightstand said it was a little after 2:00 AM. She and Becca had arrived just before sunset. She'd already been tired from a busy week. The intense orgasms and strong martinis had put her out for hours.
She was certainly awake now. The heat between her legs built steadily and radiated through her body as she listened to the woman's soft breathing. Since that night in the gym eight weeks ago, Tawny and Becca had been having sex whenever possible, but Tawny was still living at home and this was only the second time she'd actually SLEPT with a woman. Waking up with a lover was awesome. Especially a lover who'd eaten her ass and made her come so spectacularly.
The woman moaned softly and rolled over onto her side, turning her beautifully-sculpted buttocks toward Tawny.
"Hey Sexy," Tawny whispered. The woman's regular breathing continued. "Time to wake up." She spooned the woman, flattening her breasts against her back and pressing her vulva against her ass, then reached around to fondle her big firm tits.
"Ummm . . ." the woman purred, placing her hand over Tawny's and guiding it to one of her nipples. They were already hard, just as hard as Tawny's. She moaned with pleasure as Tawny pinched and twisted her nipple, rocking her hips and growling like a tigress in heat when Tawny found one particular combination of motion and pressure.
The mystery woman pulled away from Tawny, then rolled onto her back and opened her legs. Tawny knelt between her spread thighs, bent forward, and kissed her. The woman kissed Tawny back passionately. Something about her kisses seemed different from Kyra's, but Tawny wasn't sure. That was strangely exciting.
Tawny showered her partner's forehead, cheeks, nose, and eyelids with butterfly kisses, then moved down her throat to her chest. The woman moaned and bucked as Tawny licked, kissed, and sucked her heavy breasts. She finally left those magnificent mountains for the smooth flat plain of her belly and then went on down between her thighs to her hot female core.
She rubbed her face against the woman's thick triangular thatch, then showered butterfly kisses on her hairless vulva. It was an exciting contrast to Becca's close-cropped pubic hair. This was all exciting and almost hadn't happened. It was one of the band's rare weekends without a gig and she hadn't decided to come until the last minute.
Tawny licked and nibbled up and down the woman's slit and over her taint, coming teasingly close to her anus. Yesterday, she'd thought assholes were gross. Now, she wanted to explore that sexy little patch of wrinkled flesh with her tongue.
But that could wait. She gently pulled the woman's pussy lips open and thrust her tongue into her depths. The woman responded by growling and rolling her hips, grinding her pelvis into Tawny's face. That animal growl was so fucking sexy! Tawny pushed her tongue in deeper, working it in and out like a flexible cock, occasionally pausing to suck the juices leaking from the woman's pussy and running down between her buttocks.
There was something she'd heard of. Not too long ago, it would have been unthinkable. Now . . .
Tawny pushed the woman's clit hood aside with her tongue and wrapped her lips around the little swollen bud, then sucked it gently while sliding her index and middle fingers in and out of her pussy. The woman growled, louder than ever, and lifted her legs, presenting her vulva and anus to Tawny. Her asshole was slick with the juices leaking from her pussy.
So far, Tawny had been doing the G-spot rubbing that Becca liked so much. But now . . . She thought for a moment, then extended her middle and index fingers, forming a hand pistol, and worked them straight in and out of the woman's pussy in a fucking motion.
The woman bucked and growled as Tawny finger-fucked her steadily. She gasped when Tawny extended her pinky and pressed it into her asshole. Her growls grew into full-throated screams as Tawny fucked her pussy and ass while sucking her clit.
"Oh God!" the woman cried, coming hard. "Oh God! Oh fuck! Oh yeah!"
Tawny kept the woman's orgasm going until she gasped, "No! Enough!" and pushed Tawny away.
"You girls having fun?" The lights came up. Kyra and Becca were standing in the door, naked and grinning. "It sure sounded like it."
Tawny looked at her bedmate. She was a stunningly sexy Hispanic woman with long thick raven-black hair. "I'm Elana," she said. "And you're an excellent lover." Her grin reminded Tawny of a kitten preparing to get into trouble. "Although I didn't get your name."
The anonymous sex had been a surprising turn-on for Tawny. She introduced herself, a little self-consciously.
"Hi Tawny," Elana said. "I'm pleased to meet you." She pushed Tawny onto her back. "It's MY turn, now." She lowered her face between Tawny's legs.
Tawny kneaded her breasts and rolled her hips as Elana licked her pussy and taint, going deep inside her slit, stroking her clit, and occasionally letting her tongue dance over her rosebud. "Oh fuck!" she gasped. "Oh my God!"
Kyra and Becca had been fondling each other while they watched the action on the bed. "Aren't they cute?" Becca asked.
"Oh yeah," Kyra answered. "Especially Tawny's pretty . . . lit . . . uh . . . teenage breasts."
"Jesus!" Tawny sighed. "I wish I had real tits."
"Enjoy what you've got while you've got it." Elana dived back into Tawny's muff.
Kyra and Becca exchanged a look. "Those tits look pretty good to me," Kyra said.
Becca nodded. "Like the lady said, 'Enjoy what you've got while you've got it.'"
"Well, we've got a sexy young woman." Kyra pounced on Tawny's left breast, licking and kneading its firm flesh, kissing and sucking its nipple . . .
Becca stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the three women on the bed. "You're looking good, Troop."
"Thanks, Sarge." With two skilled female mouths on her body, it was hard for Tawny to think. Still, there was something. "I've still got a tit left."
"I can handle that." She sure did. The two mouths on her breasts would have made Tawny come by themselves. Adding the woman eating her pussy sent her straight over the moon. She'd never even imagined coming so hard. If this was the end of the world, that'd be all right.
Tawny collapsed on the bed, limp as a rag doll. "Wow," she whispered.
