Chapter 3
Joy and Marshall returned to the library a little before nine o'clock; they both looked rested and vibrant. Christy gave them both dirty looks when they made their grand entrance.
"Hiya, Christy," Joy said. "Have you been holding down the fort all right?"
"Yeah!" Christy mumbled.
Marshall didn't say a word to anyone. He silently made his way to his office and barricaded himself in so he could pour himself a drink and think about the super fucking he'd just given Joy.
"I'm glad it's almost closing time. I'm ready to paint the town red!" Joy said happily.
Christy frowned. "You mean you still want to go out tonight?"
"Sure, hon! We made plans, didn't we?"
A big smile began to cover Christy's pretty face. "Yeah, we did!"
Christy walked off towards the back room, where she had to finish up some paperwork. Joy went to her desk and helped a nervous mother, whose five noisy kids were driving her up the wall.
"I need a book on Egyptology for Melvin. He's my eldest. The one with the red shirt on," the mother said.
Joy smiled. "I think we have several books on the shelf. Let's take a look."
The woman and her unruly five followed Joy to the proper bookshelf. Moments later Melvin was rapidly turning through a thick book.
"This is good, Mom," he said, just before he dropped the heavy tome on his mother's exposed big toe. The woman jumped up and down and the five kids laughed hysterically. Joy couldn't conceal a smile. The woman got mad and stormed out of the library. The kids stuck their tongues out at Joy and ran after their mother.
Little assholes! Joy wanted to shout out after them, but she restrained herself and returned to her desk. It was nine. The messenger clerks locked the doors after having escorted all the patrons out of the library. Freedom at last, Joy thought.
Joy went into the back room and approached Christy. "Do you have to go home and change, or do you want to head straight for the disco?"
"I have some extra clothes in my locker," Christy answered.
"Swell. I do, too. We can change here and then go out and boogie!"
The two girls went into the small lounge room and opened their lockers. Christy withdrew a black silk dress, black panties, black stockings and black high-heeled shoes. Joy pulled out a short white skirt, a blue blouse with a plunging neckline, a pair of blue nylons, and blue pumps.
While they undressed, they checked out each other's body; they both liked what they saw. Bawdy, lascivious thoughts raced through Christy's mind. She just had to press Joy's body against her own, so she said, "Hey, I've been working on a new dance step. Can I try it out with you?"
Joy laughed. "Well, I never danced in the nude before ... but what the hell!"
Christy continued. "It's a disco swing step." She grabbed her friend's hands. "First I turn you like this. Then I twist around and bring you up close to me." Their tits rubbed together when Christy completed her movement. Nipple to nipple they stood for a moment. Their arms were wrapped around each other. They gazed into each other's eyes. Slowly their mouths were drawn to each other. They kissed. A series of long, wet, passionate kisses.
Joy's hands trailed up and down her co-worker's back. Once in a while she touched Christy's shapely ass, sending quivers and chills up and down both of their spines.
"God, I've wanted to do this for such a long time," Christy said, breaking the kiss. "Me, too, babe!"
They kissed again and then let their tongues explore each other's body. Every hill, valley, and crevice of their anatomy was explored and appreciated.
"We're going to have a really wonderful time tonight, Christy."
"Yes, we sure are."
Joy sank her right middle finger up Christy's steaming hot box. Christy wiggled her hips and bent her head down so that she could suck on Joy's juicy jugs. They would have continued this for a long time, but they heard footsteps approaching them.
"Come on, girls! I have to lock up," Marshall called out.
"OK, we'll be out in a minute," Joy yelled back. Christy frowned. "Shit, just when we were having some fun."
Joy stroked her friend's long blonde hair. "Don't worry, honey, before the night's over, we'll really get to know each other." Joy pulled her finger out of Christy's sopping-wet snatch and popped it into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm! you taste as good as you smell!"
The girls pecked each other on the lips and then dressed rapidly. Three minutes later they were standing in front of Marshall. He gave them the wolf whistle. "Boy, oh, boy. You both look sensational. I'd like to get locked in an elevator with the two of you!"
"That sounds like fun," Joy said, "but you should have told us earlier; we already made other plans."
"Well, have a good time whatever you do!" Marshall said, staring at Joy's cleavage.
"You, too, boss!" Christy said defiantly, staring at the lewd bulge in Marshall's pants.
Christy and Joy left the library. Marshall watched their shapely asses wiggle away from him. "Man, I'd love to fuck them one after the other." he mumbled as he locked the door and tried to decide which massage parlor he'd visit that night to alleviate the discomfort in his balls.
Joy drove with only one hand, because she needed the other one to tease and play with Christy's tits and twat.
"That feels so good," Christy said.
"I'm glad you like it. Why don't you warm your hands in my bush for a while?"
Christy didn't need a second invitation. Immediately, she moved her hands towards Joy's quim. Soon she could feel her friend's silky pubic hairs, her clit, her cunt lips, and her wet sex. Joy's breathing grew heavier. She loved what Christy was doing to her.
Joy turned towards her friend. "How come we never did this before?"
"I don't know. I've wanted to for the longest time."
"Can I ask you kind of a personal question?"
Christy smiled. "Well, since we're feeling up each other's box, I guess it would be all right!"
"Umm, I'm not exactly sure how to ask you this."
"Just spit it out!" Christy said, sinking her fingers deeper into Joy's honey pot.
"I-I just wanted to know how many lesbian experiences you've had. I-I'm kind of new at this."
Christy was sympathetic. She leaned over and kissed Joy on the cheek. "Hey, honey, relax. I've been going with boys and girls for about seven years. I'll be gentle with you!"
Joy felt relieved. She knew that she was in good hands. Christy would teach her the proper ways to make love to another woman. She had nothing to worry about. Joy knew that she was in for one of the most exciting nights of her life.
After a pleasurable twenty-minute drive, which included a lot of fingerfucking and tit grabbing, Joy drove into the huge parking lot next to Cisco's Disco, the hottest club in Los Angeles.
"Looks like a nice place," Christy said.
Joy parked the car. "Take your fingers out of my pussy and we'll check it out!"
Christy withdrew her soaked fingers and put them in her mouth. "Tastes good ... like come juice should," she laughed.
"Mmmmmmm!" Joy purred, "you sure have a way with words ... and cunts!"
"You ain't seen nothin' yet! Wait till later!"
The two girls got out of the car and sashayed towards the front door of the club. A huge, hirsute bouncer checked their ID's and their bods. He said, "Have a good time," and let them in for free.
Joy whispered into Christy's ear, "Fuck liberation. I love it when men do things for me."
Christy gently rubbed her friend's ass. "You like it when girls do things for you, too!"
Joy smiled. "You're right!"
Even though it was just a little past ten, the disco was already jumping. Disco Dan was out in the middle of the dance floor giving some free Latin Hustle lessons. About forty aspiring Ginger Rogerses and Fred Astaires were shaking up a storm-some of them even looked as if they were dancing.
"Shall we join in the festivities or do you want to sit this one out?" Joy asked.
Christy looked towards a dark, deserted corner. Evil thoughts of lust raced through her pretty head.
"Let's go over there for a while and make each other come."
"What?" Joy said, shaking her head.
Both girls giggled. "I want to get you hot before you get on the floor!" Christy said.
"You did that in the car!"
"But you didn't orgasm!"
"That's true." Joy took hold of Christy's hand and they headed for the empty corner booth.
As soon as they sat down their hands sought out each other's crotch. Both girls were drenched down below. They played clit tag and cunt lip bang. The loud music drowned out their sighs and moans.
Joy's body began to tremble and shake first. Her orgasmic juices flowed all over Christy's hand and arm. Moments later Christy could feel the electric waves of orgasm rippling throughout her entire body. She rammed her hand deeper into Joy's twat, making the stacked librarian come for the second time.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Joy whimpered.
"Yesssss, oh, yesssss!" Christy sobbed.
Just as Donna Summer finished singing, "Last Dance," Joy and Christy withdrew their hands from each other's quim and licked off the splendid-tasting love sauce. Their lips glistened with the slippery slime. The girls closed their eyes and grooved on the fast-paced sounds of "Macho Man." They were both in heaven, enjoying themselves more than they had in months.
A good-looking Latin stud with his hair slicked back a la John Travolta cleared his throat. Joy and Christy opened their eyes. "Do you hustle?" he asked.
"Just when we need some extra cash!" Christy joked.
The Latin man smiled and said to Joy, "Come on and dance with me."
Joy looked at Christy. Christy smiled and said, "Go out there and shake your booty!"
"By the way, I'm Rico," the man said.
"I'm Joy and this is my friend Christy," Joy said as she stood up and took Rico's hand. They walked to the dance floor and found some room. Disco Dan was all finished teaching for the night, so most of the couples on the floor were experienced dancers. Rico was better than all of them, though; he twirled and turned Joy every which-way. She kept up with his every move.
"You're a good dancer," he shouted above the music.
"Thanks," she replied. "You're fantastic."
He smiled. Joy looked him over from head to toe. She liked his skintight pants. She could see a huge bulge in his crotch area. While she was doing a turn, she purposely reached down and felt up his privates. He was as hard as a rock.
Rico turned her in and held her close. "You like touch dancing, don't you?"
Joy smiled and then felt Rico's hand exploring her tender ass. His hands seemed to melt through the soft silk of her white skirt. She felt like ripping off his clothes and going down on him right in the middle of the dance floor. The disco music made her feel high. Energy surrounded her. Pulsating music. Erotic emotions. Lust. Carnal forces which made her reach down and pet Rico's prize prick.
"Let's go outside for a few minutes," he said, taking her by the hand and leading her through the throng of disco music fanatics. Minutes later they were in the back seat of his car, writhing, twisting, groping, sucking, fucking.
Rico's cock was huge. Joy handled it like it was a priceless heirloom. She stroked his balls, tweaked his glans, massaged his shaft.
And then Rico mounted her. His huge cock slipped into her twat with one mighty thrust. The pulsating cocktip beat against Joy's spongy womb. The pain was exquisite.
"Stick your finger up my asshole!" Joy pleaded as she bucked her hips madly and tore at her newfound lover's back.
"Sure, honey!" he said, sliding his right middle finger up Joy's back passage. Rico loved the hot, buttery feeling Joy's asshole gave his digit. If he had time he would have loved reaming Joy's bunghole with his sensitive cock, but he didn't have all night, so he continued to pump her twat with his hot meat. In and out, back and forth, from side to side he screwed her. Slow. Then fast. Faster. Faster. Faster.
Joy was squirming in ecstasy. She felt so fucking good; she never wanted the balling session to end. It was one of the most glorious moments of her entire life.
"Are you going to come soon?" Rico panted into Joy's ear.
"Yesss, yessss, darling!" she cried.
Rico increased the tempo of his fucking. Harder. Deeper. Faster. And then his work paid off. Joy screamed and then her entire body shook. She was comine. Violently. Passionately. Wonderfully.
"Ohhhhh, God!" she sobbed. "It feeeels sooooo goooood!"
The finger up her asshole moved in and out at a rapid pace. The cock in her cunt was moving like a piston. The tongue in her ear was driving her up the wall.
Suddenly a huge gush of Rico's creamy sperm shot into Joy's womb. The lust-crazed girl could feel the warm spunk invading her precious chamber. She reached down and squeezed her man's balls, trying to make his orgasm even better, wanting to make this a fuck that he would remember for the rest of his life.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Rico moaned as he pinched her ass and pressed his mouth against hers. Their tongues danced together. Their saliva mixed. Their hearts were beating so fast that they thought they'd pop out of their chest cavities.
"Ohhh, fuck!" Joy groaned as she began to orgasm again. Her hips were pounding up and down. Rico slammed hard into her, wanting her to enjoy every moment of the sexual union.
"Come on, baby, come again and again," Rico cried out.
"I am ... I am!" Joy sobbed.
Gradually, they both ceased their body movements. They hugged each other tightly and closed their eyes. Rico thought about Joy's tits, cunt, and asshole; Joy wondered what her friend was doing inside the disco.
Christy liked the athletic blond man sitting next to her. She didn't even mind it when he put his hand up her dress and started feeling up her private goodies.
"You're a little forward, aren't you?" she said. Jim smiled. "Life's too short to play games. You like me and I like you ... so why should we bullshit around."
"You're right!" Christy said, unzipping the big dude's fly and yanking out his penis. She knelt over and sucked it, making the stud groan.
"Hey, you must adhere to my philosophy!"
"Fuck philosophy. I just like big cocks!"
The stud was surprised, but he was digging the action. He fingerfucked Christy's cunt and watched intently as she licked, sucked, and laved his long schlong.
Just as the big guy was coming in Christy's mouth, Joy walked up. "How you two doing?" she asked. She sat down next to the lewd couple and watched Christy suck up the man's semen. Christy was a little embarrassed, so she pulled her mouth away from the man's cock and semen dribbled down her face. She started to wipe it with a cocktail napkin.
Joy stopped her and said, "Let me help you with that!" The blond stud and Christy were amazed when Joy began licking the semen from Christy's face. The man immediately reached over for Joy's jugs. He squeezed them hard until Joy was through cleaning the come from Christy's face.
Joy looked up and noticed that quite a few people were watching their erotic antics. "We'd better cool it!" she said. The stud tucked his cock back into his pants and left. Joy and Christy finished their drinks and talked about their plans for the rest of the evening.
"Let's go to my place now," Christy said. "I'll make you come all night."
"That'll be great. Oh, I hope you don't mind, I still have some of Rico's semen in my cunt."
Christy licked her lips. "Mind! ... Hell, no, I don't care. In fact, it'll be nice to have some mancream to lick up."
The two girls kissed each other on the lips and then got to their feet. They left Cisco's Disco hand-in-hand and leisurely strolled to Joy's car. Before they got inside, they french-kissed for a while. When their groins were twitching, they hopped into the car.
Joy drove as fast as she could because she could hardly wait to get into bed with Christy. Christy was impatient, too. That's why she played with her girlfriend's tits and cunt the entire drive home. By the time they got to Christy's pad, both of the girls were ready for some torrid lesbo action.
Christy's place was large and tastefully furnished. As soon as they were inside, Christy walked to the bar and said, "What'll you have?"
"Bourbon and seven is fine."
"Coming right up."
Christy mixed two strong drinks with lightning speed. She then went to the refrigerator and got some ice. When the drinks were cold, Christy handed Joy a glass. They made a toast. "To a close relationship!" Christy said.
"A very close one," Joy added.
They clicked glasses and then sipped their drinks. Christy smiled. "How about some soft, romantic music?"
"Fine."
Christy walked to the stereo and turned it on. Joy closed her eyes and listened to the soft strings and mellow percussion. "Ah, that's nice!"
"Are you warm?" Christy asked. "I can turn on the air conditioner."
"No need for that," Joy said, starting to remove her clothes. Moments later she was buck-naked and lying on the floor. Christy stripped herself and then lay down on top of her friend. Their mouths met and they exchanged wet, sloppy kisses.
Both of the girls were slightly tipsy, but they weren't drunk; they knew precisely what they were doing. Every feel, every caress, every touch was planned. They both knew what they wanted.
After their lips were sore from kissing, Christy twisted her body around until her face was inches away from Joy's glistening bush. Christy's tongue began to trail over the soft, downy pubic hair of her friend. Shortly after, Joy began to moan her approval. Christy knew the time was right. She flicked her tongue out and toyed with Joy's sensitive clit. "Jesus, that feels so damn good!" Joy groaned. "Yes, yes, I know!" Christy responded. Wanting to give her friend pleasure, Joy began licking her sex partner's vulva. Christy began to undulate her hips, telling Joy that she was ready for more daring tongue action. Joy complied. Her tongue laved Christy's clit for several minutes and then boldly journeyed into the bisexual woman's honey-filled cunt.
Accompanying the soft music on the stereo were the sensual slurp-slurp sounds that were made each time Joy and Christy sucked and licked each other's joy box.
While they were eating each other out, the girls toyed with each other's tits and ass with their hands. Their assholes tingled. Their cunts were on fire.
Suddenly, Christy broke away from Joy. "Wwhat's wrong?" Joy asked.
"Nothing, darling!" Christy said as she ran towards a small desk. She opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a huge, life-like dildo. Expertly she strapped it on and then returned to her lover. Armed with her artificial penis, Christy mounted Joy.
"God!" Joy gasped, feeling the rubber phallus plunge into the deepest depths of her twat. "That's some cock you got there!"
Christy licked Joy's face and then said, "I thought you'd like it."
Just like a man with a bona fide prick, Christy fucked her sensuous lover. Joy went wild as the monstrous dildo pounded in and out of her.
The lascivious lesbian fucking session went on for fifteen long minutes. Joy came three times, each orgasm getting stronger and stronger.
After Joy was too weak to move, Christy withdrew the dildo from her co-worker's quim and proceeded to sit on the willing girl's face. Joy flicked her tongue out and teased Christy's asshole and cunt. Christy slid back and forth so that her entire crotch and ass was stimulated by Joy's experienced tongue.
"Yes, mmmmmmmm, that's sooo goood!" Christy panted. "Shove your tongue up my asshole ... Now stick it in my cunt. That's sooo nice."
Joy loved what she was doing, yet she felt that something was missing. She knew what it was ... a family. Yeah, it was hitting her again. She didn't want to be a wrinkled old maid with no one to call her own. She wanted a house, a husband, a few kids, a dog. But those things would have to wait. The girl sitting on her face was starting to come.
Joy could feel the lubricating fluids dripping all over her face and neck.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Christy screamed as a convulsive orgasm thundered throughout her entire body.
Joy licked faster and faster, driving the woman on top of her wild with animal lust.