When Gina Met Tammy Ch 09

When Gina Met Tammy...Ch.9

A cool, rainy day keeps the girls inside, watching movies.

The trip to Texas begins!

TAMMY:

My eyes fluttered open to see a beautiful sight -- Gina was still facing me, her face bathed in the peacefulness of sleep. I glanced at the clock, seeing it was nearly 10:00! Wow, I haven't slept this late in a long time, but then again, I hadn't stayed out until 2:00 AM in a while either. I smiled as I slid out of bed, recalling how much fun we'd had last night with Mikey and Noah.

Looking outside, the skies are gray, and the air smells like we may be in for some rain today. I closed the French doors, and made my way downstairs after I peed and brushed my teeth. With a fresh mug of coffee, I turned the TV on to check the weather. They're saying a thunderstorm is moving into the area, and to expect lightning and heavy rain later in the day. To accentuate the point, I heard thunder off in the distance, and could see the clouds getting even darker over the mountains.

I went to the basement to start a wash on our duvet. It looks like we may need it tonight, since the highs are only supposed to be in the 50s today. A huge clap of thunder made me jump and shriek a little, and I heard Gina yell "Holy FUCK!" Giggling, I started a mug of coffee for her. She came down a minute later, kissed me good morning and got her coffee. Before she sat down, she did a full stretch, and the sight of her lithe body created a twitch in my pussy that ran all the way up my spine.

Since it was so late in the morning, we decided to wait until lunch time to eat. Gina reached over and rubbed my crotch and said, "I can always find somethin' t' snack on if I get too hungry 'fore noon." After sliding her middle finger up my slit, she pulled her hand back and wrinkled her nose when she sniffed the digit. She said, "But honey, I think the fruit on this tray has done gone bad. I reckon we'll need to scrub the plates 'fore we eat!"

Laughing, I got up to make us both another mug of coffee, telling her I needed more caffeine before doing anything. I got my iPad and opened the website for the resort in the Bahamas, and we spent some time looking through the various attractions on the island. Gina got her iPad to check out the route we'll be taking Tuesday when we leave for Texas. She said we could probably make Roswell Tuesday, then it would only be a few hours to her hometown the next day.

GINA:

The rain that Tammy said we'd be getting all day was starting to fall. It wasn't too bad yet, but the rumbling thunder was getting closer, and we'll probably get a good downpour before long. Finishing our coffee, we went up to take a long luxurious shower, scrubbing away last night's sweat and letting the hot water ease away the soreness from dancing.

After we dried off, we massaged each other with a coating of the lavender/peppermint lotion. That invigorated us, and I guess it woke up our tummies also, because they started grumbling while we rubbed our bodies. We went down and fixed ourselves a lunch of chicken noodle soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, perfect comfort food for a rainy day. I set out some chicken to thaw for my Southwestern casserole, thinking it will be good for the cool evening we'll be having.

Tammy went down to put the duvet in the dryer and started a load of the few clothes we'd worn when Keme was here. When she came back, we made a call to Keme, to check up on her and Angie. Keme said they were getting ready to go to Angie's home as soon as she saw the doctor one last time. With the phone on speaker, they asked how our 'dates' had been, and Tammy had them laughing when she told the story about the Noah and the beard incident.

We ended the call when the doctor came into Angie's room, telling them we'd call again tomorrow. The rain was really starting to come down now and we figured this was a good afternoon to watch some movies. Tammy found a rom-com about lesbians called "Better Than Chocolate" and we settled on the couch to watch. I'd poured us some wine and we shared a bowl with the vaporizer while we watched, snuggled up with Ba-Ba covering us. It was a good movie, and Tammy perked up when there was a body-painting scene, saying she'd like to try that on me sometime. Hmmm, that sounds interesting!

TAMMY:

When the movie ended, I went down to get the duvet and put the other load in the dryer. I took the duvet upstairs to put on our bed while Gina looked for another movie. When I got back, she'd topped off our wine and we watched "Ice Pirates", a sci-fi spoof with Robert Urich. There were some hilarious parts and we both enjoyed watching it. I was cuddled up against Gina, and she told me she understood now why I liked Ba-Ba so much. He was so soft and warm!

After that movie, Gina went to make her casserole. I folded the clothes that were in the dryer and put them up, then we got back under Ba-Ba and watched TV for a while until dinner was ready. The casserole Gina made was very spicy and very good. After cleaning up, Gina loaded the vaporizer again while I refilled our wine.

We moved out to the deck, shivering until we got in the warm water of the hot tub. The rain had tapered off to a drizzle, but the temperature felt like it was probably in the 40s. We smoked, drank, and soaked until our skin started pruning. After drying off, we covered up again with the quilt and watched some more TV. I got some acetone and we removed the polish from each other's fingers and toes. The polish looked great, but we both prefer not wearing it unless it's for a night out like we'd had yesterday.

Stifling a big yawn, Gina said she was still tired from our 'dates', so we shut off the TV and went up to bed. Neither of us had the energy for much more than making out a little, and talking about what we needed to do tomorrow to get ready for the trip. She'd checked the long-range forecast for the area we're going to, and they were calling for 80- and 90-degree weather, so we agreed most of what we'd need to pack would be shorts and T shirts.

With a goodnight kiss, Gina turned on her side and I snuggled up against her back, the warmth of the duvet and her body dragging me down into a welcome, dreamless sleep.

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GINA:

The fog of sleep was still clouding my senses when I felt a slight tickling sensation on my neck. I was suddenly wide awake when I tried to reach my hand up to scratch the itch, and found out I couldn't move! Realization hit me that I was flat on my belly, and was tied spread-eagled to the bed.

I heard a giggle, and Tammy's face came into view when she bent down to kiss me. She said, "Good morning, my love. I've been waiting for you!" I asked her what the hell she was doing, and she laughed and said, "Oh, you'll see. No, wait, you won't see, you'll FEEL!" With that, she slipped the blindfold over my eyes.

Having the decency to at least stick some gum in my mouth to freshen my morning breath, she said she was going to show me why she loved the sable brushes. She said this wouldn't be anything like 'The Process' I'd done on her, but that it would definitely make me crazy. I felt the soft bristles on the soles of my feet as she took a brush in each hand, stroking up and down the ticklish flesh before moving up along my ankles and calves.

Her hands worked in perfect synchrony as she brushed my calves and the backs of my knees. I was already moaning as the exquisite sensations raced through me. She stopped for a few seconds to slide a pillow under my hips, raising and exposing my ass, then resumed brushing. Moving slowly upwards, the bristles moved to my outer thighs, up to my hips, then traced their way along the crease where my butt cheeks started, moving down the backs of my thighs to the knees again. My body tried to squirm away when she started tickling the inside of my thighs, but I was restrained too much to do anything more than twist a little.

I was already close to cumming as the brushes climbed my inner thighs and began gliding over the globes of my butt. One brush started small circular motions against my pulsing pussy while the other brush tickled my crack on its way down to meet its companion. A climax roared through me when one brush played across my wrinkled sphincter and the other stroked my perineum and pussy lips.

TAMMY:

It made me happy when the first orgasm hit Gina, but I was far from finished. My 1-inch brushes resumed their upward trek, tracking side by side up her spine then spreading out to cover her arms and fingers, softly torturing the helpless body under me. I stopped for a second to adjust the pillow under her head so that Gina could keep her face straight down, giving me access to both sides of her neck. Resuming the soft strokes up and down and all over her back and shoulders, I worked my way up to her neck, getting gasps of pleasure as I hit every erogenous spot of her exposed skin.

Gina was whimpering while I lingered a while on her neck and earlobes, teasing the soft sensitive skin. Once I was satisfied that I'd covered her entire backside, I whispered in Gina's ear that I was going to undo the restraints so she could turn over, then I'll tie her back down. She nodded her consent, and I undid the buckles holding her. Even if I couldn't see her eyes, I could tell from her expression that she was totally aroused. She turned over and I removed the pillow from her hips, and adjusted the one under her head so that it left her chin jutting up and her neck open.

After restraining her again, I licked her pussy to clean off the dew drops that were beginning to seep out, then kissed her before resuming my brushing on her feet. She giggled when I tickled her toes, pushing the bristles into the areas between each toe. Moving upward, I brushed the outside of her lower legs, then down her shins and back up along the inside. Her moans got louder when I reached her thighs, repeating the actions of up the outside, down the top, then up the sensitive inner thighs.

Gina cried out when another climax rocked her while I brushed along her labia. I dipped my head to lick up her cum and kissed her to share her taste with her. Her head tossed from side to side as I continued up along her belly and sides, then moved to brush her arms and armpits before getting to her breasts. Slowly circling her boobs in an upward spiral, another mild orgasm tore through her when I grazed lightly over her rock-hard nipples.

Telling her to keep her eyes closed, I removed the blindfold and began brushing her neck and face. Gina was shivering while I worked these last parts of her body for a good 10 minutes, stroking her face and neck with the soft bristles. From her squirming and moaning, I could tell she was on the edge, so I laid the brushes aside and moved down to begin licking her pussy and rubbing her clit with my finger. Gina screamed as a massive orgasm shook every fiber of her body. I kept up my assault, prolonging the ecstasy she was in until she collapsed, panting out "No more!" I hungrily drank her juices, saving some in my mouth to move up and let the mix of cum and saliva drip into her gasping mouth. Kissing her deeply, I could hear her almost purring from contentment.

GINA:

Tammy began removing the restraints while I laid there trying to come back down to reality. She got up and washed the fluids off of her face, came back to kiss me and told me she'd go start on breakfast. I laid there a few more minutes, trying to organize my jumbled brain, then got up to do my PWB. A fresh mug of coffee was waiting for me, but I grabbed Tammy first and gave her a big kiss. Sipping the coffee, I sat at the island and asked her "Baby, where in th' hell didya learn THAT?"

Giggling while she cooked some omelets, she said in one of her art classes, the teacher had them partner with someone, blindfold them and give them the brush treatment. They'd had clothes on then (bikini tops and shorts), but the teacher had said the object had been to let the student see the emotions close up. Then they could use those memories when they wanted to convey a certain feeling in their paintings.

Tammy said she remembered it as being more erotic than anything she'd ever experienced (up until "The Process'). She said that she and a friend had 'expanded' on that exercise, and came up with what she'd done on me. I told her she sure as hell passed that class, and I ranked it as right up there with 'The Process' for the sensations it produced.

We ate breakfast and cleaned up, then headed to the shower. After drying off and vigorously hand-rubbing our hair into shape, we stripped the bed and made it with fresh sheets. I dropped the 'used' sheets down the chute then went to the basement to start a wash on the cum soaked fabric.

Sitting on the couch, Tammy called her Momma, putting the phone on speaker. When Keme answered, we both said our hellos, and Keme put her phone on speaker as well, so we could talk with Angie. When we asked Angie how she was doing, her voice was a little slurred from the pain medications, but she said she was doing a hellluva lot better now that she was home.

Keme said they'd just finished lunch and were watching TV, with Angie lying back on her couch and her leg supported by an ottoman. Angie came on the speaker and said that Keme had played her the recording of my singing for them the other night, and she thought it was fantastic. She said the feeling I'd put into my singing had brought tears to her eyes, and I thanked her and said I was glad she liked it. I told her the love songs I did were easy, because I was singing them to the one that I loved. Tammy smiled and gave me a quick kiss.

We told them we were getting ready to start our Texas trip tomorrow. I'd already told Keme about selling my parent's house, and that I wanted to show Tammy where I grew up. They both wished us a safe trip, and Keme repeated her request for lots of pictures of 'flat'. After a few more minutes of small talk, we ended the call, telling them to call us if they needed anything.

TAMMY:

When the call with Momma was over, Gina got her phone and called her lawyer Jerry, to make sure everything was still on regarding the closing. Gina told him we'd be there Wednesday morning or early afternoon, so she could drive me around and see some of her old haunts. Jerry insisted that we could stay with them, and that Marcie was looking forward to it. They said their daughter was away at college, so we wouldn't be bothered if we wanted to stay in their guest room.

Gina thanked him, and said we'd most likely stay 3 nights, getting up Saturday to start our trip back to Durango. He said that was no problem, and was anxious to catch up with Gina on how things have been going since she moved. Laughing, he said Marcie was going to put a brisket on the smoker tomorrow night, so wanted us to be sure and bring a good appetite for Wednesday's supper. Gina told him that sounded great, and that she planned to keep me fed with some 'real Texas foods' while we were there.

When that call was over, Gina looked up a hotel in Roswell she remembered staying at when she was younger and went on vacation with her folks. She called there, and booked us a room for tomorrow night. Next, she called the company that her Granpa Jake had used to install the security cameras, and got the instructions to set the cameras so that the company could remotely monitor the grounds while we're gone. She told them the only ones authorized to come on the grounds was the pool guys on Wednesday, the garbage collectors on Friday, and the mailman, and that they should call the police if there were any problems.

After that call, I nervously asked her if they monitored the cameras all the time, thinking about how we run around naked. She laughed and said no, that they could only see it if she entered the code, which they gave her to put in, otherwise it was a closed system. I breathed a sigh of relief that some pervert somewhere wouldn't be watching us cavort in the pool nude!

I fixed a salad for lunch while Gina went to put the sheets in the dryer. She came up with one of my suitcases that was big enough to hold both our clothes for the trip. After we ate, we decided to go to the pool for the last afternoon of nakedness we'll have for a few days!

GINA:

The sun was out in full force today, the remaining moisture from the storm yesterday slowly evaporating in the heat. Heavy humidity was in the air from the rains, and just walking to the pool seemed like an effort. Our breath was taken away when we jumped in the pool that was a few degrees cooler than usual due to the cool rain. After we got used to it, though, it felt wonderful.

We swam and played in the water for an hour or so, until we were both tired. Getting out to lay in the sun and dry off, we found out soon that the stickiness in the air was uncomfortable, so we moved back into the central A/C of the house. A full-body application of the lavender/peppermint lotion helped to drive the yucky feeling away from our skin.

I dragged the suitcase upstairs and Tammy followed with 2 glasses of wine. Sorting through our clothes we decided what we wanted to take, most of it being shorts, T shirts, underwear and shoes. Our modest bikinis went in also, since there was a pool at the hotel in Roswell. We did pack some nice jeans and blouses in case we needed them, and I made sure to put a bottle of the lotion in the suitcase. I told Tammy that the water in my hometown was some of the 'hardest' water she'd ever experience, so the lotion was a must.

A deliciously wicked thought popped into my head, and I slid the 'toy box' out, getting the Venus butterfly I'd given Tammy. I asked her what she thought about letting the driver have the remote, and the passenger could wear the butterfly. She looked shocked at first, but the more she thought about it, the bigger her grin got. Since we're planning to switch out driving duties every couple of hours, this will surely add a little excitement on those boring long stretches of road! I put the toy and remote in the suitcase, along with a package of baby wipes for cleanups when we switched users.

Tammy lugged the suitcase down and set it by the back door. Other than an overnight bag for our makeup and toiletries and the small cooler for some water and sodas, we're ready to go. We relaxed on the couch sipping our wine, trying to decide what we wanted for dinner.

TAMMY:

I confessed to Gina that I wasn't very hungry, due to a case of pre-trip jitters. She laughed and said, "Dammit, love, I'm th' same way. Y'know, this is getting' downright creepy! Th' more we're together, th' more we're findin' out how much alike we are! I ain't complainin', though. Just makes me love ya that much more."

She leaned over for a kiss that I happily obliged her with. Gina turned it into a full-blown make out session, pushing me back on the couch and nuzzling into my neck, tickling my sensitive spots that she knows so well. Moving down to my chest, she licked my nipples in turn, making both of them pebble hard. Using both hands to tug on the brown nubs, her mouth eased down from between my breasts to my navel. With her tongue swirling in my belly button and her hands pulling and tweaking my nipples, I could feel the fires beginning to grow in my core.

My head was in a position so that we could gaze in each other's eyes. Gina kept her eyes locked with mine as she moved down and started kissing and licking my inner thighs from the knees to the junction of my legs and hips. I was quaking with desire but she was merciless, teasing all around my yearning cunt yet not making contact with the sopping wet opening. One of my hands was on the back of her head, trying to guide her to the center, but she resisted, taunting me with her tongue.