"Why ever not?" Asked Penny, "I mean Megan and I finger one another and we lick one another from clit almost to anus. Have you ever been licked there Gwen, up beyond your little puss?"
"No I have not," I almost shouted, "that's even worse than... Than sharing a toy," I tailed off lamely. "You really are quite disgusting Penny."
"Well we are almost there now but you don't have to come in and watch me come, no one is forcing you. You can turn around and go straight back if my behaviour disgusts you too much, I won't mind, I won't hold it against you, I know that good sex sounds disgusting or kinky till you try it and that you might be too shy to try. If you set off back all I'll be thinking is that you missed out on so much fun." It sounds harsh written down but her tone was playful, she was teasing me, she was confident that I was committed and she was simply mocking me.
And I did carry on following her, head hung low, watching my feet, I was ashamed. I was ashamed because that heavy feeling between my legs had become a smouldering fire, because I wanted to slip a hand between my legs and fan those flames. I knew that I did not want this, or rather, I didn't want sex with another woman but I did want sex and I did want to watch Penny make herself come and after that I already knew that I would take the vibrator from her to sort my own needs out. It might be disgusting but it was far too tempting. This was confusing, I was not like that!
Penny turned, "the trick is to separate out the sex and the pleasure from the companionship and dependency and then enjoy them both but not necessarily with the same people. Come on!"
Suddenly I forgot everything, my lust, my shame, my confusion, for Penny lived in a small dormer bungalow, the sort little old ladies usually own. I was expecting a flat with peeling paint, up concrete stairs that might smell of pee, maybe over a shop. "Wow, this is nice!"
"Yes and it's all mine. Uncle Arthur didn't have any children and he hated my cousins, whereas I was the good child who didn't mind staying here with him, who baked him cakes, played quietly in the garden and, most importantly of all, learned quickly which plants not to tread on or roll balls over. I moved in with him when I started Uni here, gradually took over the upstairs and when he died he left it to me providing I live here for ten years; three down seven to go, golden handcuffs." Penny slotted the key into her door and pushed and I followed looking round in awe, her place was as gorgeous as she was.
"Come on gawpy,
tempus fugit
," she kicked off her sandals and scampered to the stairs, beckoning me to follow.
'What the hell was I doing?' As I unfastened my own sandals I said, "look I'm no lesbian and..."
"Of course you're not! Neither am I, I'm a woman who enjoys sex, does not stint herself and who is not that fussy about who pleases her - picky yes, really picky but then you are quite the peach and Alice adores you - but not fussy, no 'isms here. Anyway we will simply be two women who have decided to masturbate together and enjoy an orgasm, no more and no less, well unless you ask for more or I come twice. I promised not to eat you but the truth is I will if you ask me to, I'd eat you slowly and make you pant and fidget before I made you come." And at that she grabbed the hem of her dress, tugged it over her head and threw it at me. "Voila!"
Under her dress Penny was stark naked, no wonder she'd objected to being pawed: it was obvious that she'd had no bra on but under her dress she'd been nude the whole time. She was gorgeous! Her breasts, or rather her nipples, her breasts were quite petite but her nipples! They were large and round and domed, I had literally never seen anything like them, it was not just the tip that stood out but the whole nipple rose like a cupola. Her long blond hair was a cheat, Penny had a dark fuzz of hair between her legs but then, with her dark brown eyes, I should have guessed. Her bum was taunt, she was not muscular, she was far too thin for that but her muscles were firm and well exercised. She was very pretty, she was really sexy, she was unbelievably desirable, she was utterly breathtaking and she was throwing herself at me.
I had no time to think as, once naked, she raced up the stairs and I followed still wondering what the Hell I was doing. By the time I reached her bedroom she was rummaging in a drawer, "here it is!"
It had to be powerful it had a mains cord dangling from the base! The body was long and tapered, the head large and rounded; I had never seen one in the flesh before but it was one of those wands. I had heard of them and I wondered if they really were as powerful as they were supposed to be, clearly what Penny was holding was no toy but a machine. I shuddered.
Now are you going to get naked or shall I crack on?"
I was trembling, literally shaking, paralysed with indecision. I was thinking 'I want this, just go for it,' but then another bit of me was yelling, 'no, you don't want this! it's not you! It's wrong.' Even as this mental tussle raged in my head my hands decided my fate, I found myself reaching behind my neck to loosen my zipper. Even as I did this I realised there was another embarrassment to come for I too was braless. Why, in the circumstances I found this embarrassing, I have no clue. I mean I'd been in changing rooms before and sunbathed topless on holiday, it was not as if I was that shy about my breasts; but stripping for Penny was different and stripping it was for she was watching my every move avidly with a big grin on her face. Once more I blushed and to hide my shame and confusion I started to work my arms out of my dress so I had an excuse to bury my head in it.
It was as I was pulling my dress down that I remembered my panties, lacy red things with a massive red bow at the back. I'd pulled them on thinking Greg, they were the kind of sheer frothy things men love. They were panties that screamed 'I want sex,' but how would Penny react? Then I giggled, how could Penny presume to judge me when she had no panties on at all. Still I dropped them as quickly as I could and stepped away, though when I looked up she was eyeing my red panties, that predatory grin wider than ever.
I wondered what Penny was thinking, about me that is? I mean I'm nowhere near as thin as Penny but then I'm not fat either, I'm not really wrinkly, not yet, but there are lines, crowsfeet, my neck is scrawny, my breasts whilst not that large are not quite so perky, OK a bit saggy: for God's sakes as near as I could judge I was near twice Penny's age: not that she appeared to care. Far from it she was eyeing me like I was some kind of tasty treat she was about to devour in a single gulp.
"Right it's show time and it's me first." Penny walked over to a big armchair brightly lit by the afternoon sun, she bent down giving me a very explicit view along the crack of her bottom as she plugged the wand into an extension cord under the chair. Next she sat down, spread her legs wide and then said, "grab that stool and come sit here right in front of me so you have the best possible view." I hesitated, I mean, I don't know what I had been expecting but not that intimate of a view. "Come on," she demanded, "I'm really looking forwards to coming now, I don't want to wait and I want you to see everything."
Not quite sure about this but not wanting to disappoint her I grabbed the stool and placed it where she was pointing. As I sat she turned the vibrator on, she used one hand to spread her lips wide apart and the other to press the vibrator down firmly on her clit, giving vent to a long, loud, juddering sigh-come-moan. "God," she gasped. "Oooooh," she shuddered. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, began to work her hips back and forth whilst panting hard. Her sighs grew louder and louder, she started to wriggle and writhe in the chair. She screwed up her face and moaned loudly, I realised she was coming. 'Already!' I thought. 'How?' She's only just begun. Penny must have been on fire to manage that and it was a great big shuddery, juddery orgasm, I mean she must have been so worked up. Then it hit me, I had turned Penny on, plain old Gwen had made gorgeous young Penny all needy: she might have looked cool but she had really wanted to lead me on. But now, I realised as Penny sat there panting hard, it was my turn, I had to sit there and let her watch me!
