Chapter 2

"Hey, sexy outfit, Kim," Bobbi Wells smiled, ushering the plump redhead into the living room. Misti had stayed in her bedroom, letting Bobbi answer the door. Bobbi now wore her wrapper and heels; she had freshened up a little after the quickie with Misti.

"Groovy pad," Kim giggled, taking in Misti's living room, the refreshment setup. Kim had put on a tight green jersey, a wide-belted miniskirt, smoky nylons and high heels. Her mouth was a gash of red, her big green eyes expertly made up. At the office she wore more modest clothes-their boss didn't want too much flesh showing, the old prude.

Across the jersey was lettered Keep Your Hands Off My Tuts. A souvenir of the recent display of the Egyptian King Tut artifacts in Seattle.

"You don't mean that, do you?" Bobbi giggled, seeing Kim wore no bra.

"Are you kidding," Kim laughed richly. She was a very jolly, good-natured pussy, fresh from the country, so to speak-a rough lumbering burg up north. A little less poundage and she would be very attractive. Bobbi had not been the first chick to get in her panties, but not far from it

"Want a drink?" Bobbi said, sliding her left arm around the small, yielding waist.

"Natch," Kim giggled. "Where's Misti?"

"In the bedroom fixing up." Bobbi steered the redhead to the stool where Bobbi had enjoyed her first come of the evening.

"She really is something!" Kim breathed, pushing her Tuts forward. "Selling cars. I bet she meets all kinds of gals and guys."

"Gets a lot of choice fucking," Bobbi laughed. "How've you been doing lately, Kim?"

"Hell," Kim said. "This guy I was going with wanted to get married. Jeeese, I came to the city to have fun." She leaned into Bobbi. "I been wondering when we could have another date. Wasn't I very good?"

"Sure, but I fell off the roof last week," Bobbi said. "This should be lots more fun."

Just as Kim giggled and started to answer, Misti stepped into the room. Even Bobbi stared. The sensational blonde wore a lacy black garter belt, very dark nylons, very high heels, and a cup-less bra that pushed her titties into alluring pink-tipped prominence. A black mini-panty completed the ensemble.

"Ohhh, wild!" Kim exclaimed.

"Clever jersey," Misti laughed, swaying forward. "Nice to see you again, Kim. Take off as many clothes as you like and relax."

Bobbi shivered, her clit rising again. Misti had that effect on girls, and men, too. Like a chameleon, changing moods and colors. When she was high on sex she was ravishing; you looked at her and thought fuck. Walking down a crowded street with Misti was quite an experience, men and girls turning to stare. Any kind of clothes she wore took on a personality.

That long blonde hair, twisty ass and jaunty tits, those long, long legs and starlet profile-she was what millions of chicks wished they were and just weren't. She could fuck like a mink. That it took her quite a while to reach an orgasm made her even more enticing.

A flush touched Kim's cheeks, her nipples poked out, and Bobbi knew damn well her cunt was soppy already. Misti knew it too; she twitched up in front of Kim and filled her hands with generous tit flesh, giggling and running her tongue out. Her fingers teased Kim's covered nipples.

"Oh, you sexy thing, you!" Kim breathed, completely awed and confused.

"Here, I'll help you undress, honey," Misti said. "You want to fix her a drink, Bobbi?"

Bobbi nodded, moved behind the bar, and watched the disrobing. The Tut jersey came upward. Kim's pillowy tits emerged and she giggled like a schoolgirl. Kim reached under the miniskirt, fooling around, her other hand busy with the rich, ripe globes, strawberry nipples swollen and stiff.

"You need a quickie," Misti giggled, steering Kim to the nearest sofa.

"Yessss," Kim stuttered. She sank down, her nyloned thighs spread, and Misti took the aggressive position, natch. The miniskirt skidded back.

Misti's play hand teased the panty-covered pussy. Kim looked almost stunned.

I worked on her for half an hour before I got her THAT hot, Bobbi thought. That Misti's a tiger, all right. Kim needs a come more than she needs a drink! I love to see that blonde operate-she's got a finger in Kim's cunt already.

Their mouths locked. Kim half-turned, their tits joined. Kim's arms wound around Misti's neck. A whine of pleasure came from the lush redhead. Her hips curved out; the movement of Misti's hand in the thin green panties was terribly provocative....

Kim Lanton had never turned on so fast. She had had this thing about attractive girls since junior high in Pinewood, when her older sister had started bringing home copies of Playboy. She would take one with her to the bathroom, stare at the cute chicks, and play with her cunt and breasts and really come goooood.

But in a logging community girls were supposed to be girls and boys boys, and she had been very afraid of getting knocked. She had been almost fat then, not very popular; the guys chased the slim-assed cuties. Seattle was a different scene entirely. She had trimmed down, gone to business college, and got her first girl fuck from her roomie.

Since then she had tried several other girls and a few guys, having started on the pill, but up until that first fuck with Bobbi she hadn't realized how fabulous pussy rubbing could be. Now this sensational blonde wanted her bod, and it was the answer to a dream since the day she had met Misti. She was just too much! Her very first threesome.

Misti's tongue and finger were magic instruments, sucking thrill after thrill from her achy loins and tits. Talking on the phone to Bobbi earlier, then the invitation, getting gussied up for the party, seeing Misti in that fabulous outfit ... her cunt was just flooded!

Bobbi's neat with my bod. I love to have her close, but Misti knows right where to fondle my cunt! Kim thought dizzily. Not on the tip of my pecker, that's too tender-just along the ridge around and around, then in, like a cock. That's the trouble with guys, they never PLAY long enough. I hardly ever make it on a sliding cock, that doesn't last LONG enough, either. Fuck the men!

Misti unglued her mouth. Her head lowered, her lips surrounded Kim's right nipple. Kim adjusted her bod quickly, because next to pussy play she loved to have her tits kissed. Oh, her excited breast tip seemed ready to explode! How that blonde could tongue and Up a nipple!

"Nnnnnnn!" Kim cried, the stings of her need so sharp and neat she was in a sex frenzy. She bucked on Misti's finger; the long one went deep into her shivery, leaky cunt, a thumb pressed her clit ridge, and the goodies began to uncoil in her crotch!

"OHih-ohhh-OHHHr Kim panted, clutching at Misti's shoulders. "Ohhhh-do it!"

"Get off, baby!" Misti breathed. "Come hard!" Kim was lost in the pounding joy of her climax. Her cunt mouth clenched sweetly, her tits arched way out, her legs stiffened, jerking very far apart.

When she was really into it she couldn't thrust, her muscles seemed too involved with her pulsing delight! Her clit seemed to spurt! The nuances were utterly too far out! Misti sure knew her way around on a pussy....

Misti was delighted with this plump chick's responses-she went off almost as delectably as Bobbi, and that was saying a whole lot. Banging a new cunt, feeling the tremors of girlish release, was heady ego stuff, satisfying a deep lust in her being. Kim's quickness to turn on, her open-thigh pose, when most girls wanted their legs together at climax, her sensitive big tits, her strong, thick clitoris ... it all added up to hell of a lot of pure fun.

"Very good, sweetie," Misti breathed, her own clit aching for a go-off. She pressed the wet, swollen pussy with her whole hand, the heel of her palm on the clit zone, and wiggled her fingers until the pretty plump redhead finished her after goodies. Her thighs finally closed.

"Ohhhh, neaaaat!" Kim breathed jerkily, falling back limply, giving Misti a look of pure adoration. "I sure needed that!"

"Nothing better than coming that I know of," Misti purred, removing her hand from the fancy lace-trimmed panties. Her arm raised, she stroked the milk-white tits. Kim had a beautiful complexion, like a lot of true redheads. Her throat and cheeks were still pink with her sex flush.

"Riiiight!" Bobbi giggled, swaying over in front of Misti, opening her go-go wrapper to expose her puffy cunt. Juice leaked down her thighs; her nipples were very stiff. "When're you gonna get yours, Misti?"

"Waiting for it is half the fun," Misti smiled. "Now, let's have that drink and see what's in my bedroom."

Bobbi shuddered, so hungry for another climax she could hardly stand. Seeing Misti do her finger thing on Kim was a fantastic turn-on; the whole mood and tempo of the party beat any of the other girl threesomes, by far! She was a natural voyeur-girl and man watching was one of her favorite things. She remembered the first time she and a neighbor chick had watched each other masturbate at age fifteen. Mmmmmmmm!

"Oh, I need one more first, Misti-please!" Bobbi giggled.

"Okay, get it down here and I'll eat it," Misti smiled, flicking her tongue between her kiss-puffed lips.

Bobbi leaped to the sofa, spread out at Misti's right, her crotch tipped high. Misti sank to her knees between Bobbi's opened thighs, gazing down at Bobbi's eager cunt. Nobody had ever nibbled her the way Misti did, and their turnarounds were heavenly, but the blonde really did a better job this way.

"Get behind the sofa and play with Bobbi's tits, Kim," Misti said, winking at the redhead. "Let's give her a real far-out boomer."

Kim trembled with new excitement. Her experiences with girls had not included any oral sex except a few light kisses on the puss. Her single fun date with Bobbi had not gone that route either, and no guy had ever acted even interested. She was glad she had dumped her recent boyfriend; he was so damned clumsy, he didn't seem to know a girl even had a clitoris. Stupid jerk.

Kim had sucked him, she kind of liked having a cock in her mouth, the throb of it when he went off, even the taste of jizm. But his was the only prick she had fucked with her mouth. Then afterward he lost interest. Selfish. She had made the scene only twice on his pumping cock. It never lasted nearly long enough. Girls were so much more with it.

She slid from the sofa, moving behind it and placed a hand on each of Bobbi's firm, jutting breasts. The back of Bobbi's head just fitted between Kim's tits. Neat! If she got too turned on she could sneak her right hand down to her drippy cunt and have one herself!

"Love it, honey," Bobbi purred, caressing Misti's shoudlers.

"I like what I got, too," Kim giggled, sliding her fingers across Bobbi's fine-textured breasts. "You gonna eat me, Misti?"

"Naturally," Misti giggled, gazing up at Kim.

"I use a strawberry douche," Kim laughed. These two swingers were not going to shock her.

But she could not remember when she had been so furiously stimulated! One climax was never enough for her; once she got it really on, even by herself, she had to go for six or seven, at least. The ads in girlie magazines, which she still liked, about cock-shaped vibrators, interested her greatly. Cock sliding was groovy, if she could ever get enough of it!

"Mmmmm!" Bobbi breathed, pulling her thighs open further. Misti was kissing the brunette's tummy, her hands beneath Bobbi's ass. Kim liked the touch of soft wavy hair against her boobs, kind of kicky. Her clit was up and tingling, her panties flooded with juices; her nipples needed more kisses.

She recalled vividly her first view of a rigid prick, the day she had lost her virginity. A friend of her father's had come to Pinewood to visit, and right away Kim had noticed him looking at her when her parents weren't around. Knowing her father and mother were working that day, she had skipped school and walked home. She had been wearing a tight jersey and a very short skirt....

As she entered the house, Hank looked away from the TV set and grinned. "Well, look who's here."

"Don't tell the folks I skipped," she said, shivering.

"Hell, no," he said, rising from the chair. His dark eyes feasted on her bod. "Fifteen and never had much fun, huh?"

"I'm pretty fat," Kim giggled, flushing.

"I like plump girls, Kim," he said, moving in front of her. "Would you tell if I fooled around a little?"

"Why do you think I sneaked home?" she breathed. The bulge in his pants looked terribly sexy. He was fairly good-looking, and married. Those were the safest, according to her girlfriends. They wouldn't talk.

He steered her into the guest bedroom and her heart pounded like crazy. The minute the door closed, he took her around the waist and kissed her throat, and what she had been imagining the past few days was actually happening.

"Don't-knock me," she whispered, shuddering.

"Hey, I had my wires cut years ago, cute stuff," he murmured smoothly. She knew about that; her father had had one of "those" minor operations. Oh, she felt so much better! Her pussy was turning wet. She had played with it the night before, but lately she could not seem to get quite enough.

Hank sat her on the edge of the bed, moved down at her right, fastened his mouth to her hungry lips and started molding her titties. She had the biggest pair in junior high, but she was too large other places. The way his tongue dived in her mouth was neater than hell! It was so different from kissing a girl; the male aroma, the strength of him whirled her senses!

Fatty Kim is gonna get fucked, she thought, over and over. Men like real young pussy! I don't have to worry. Rita told me she got her first prick screw from her uncle, and he's past fifty! Hank is younger than that. Jeeese, this is really funnnn!

Now his hand went under her miniskirt and cupped her pantyhosed cunt; his tongue stroked faster. It was not like turning hot with Rita, that took so long-this was what a chick wanted down deep inside-good solid cock! Looking at those young handsome studs around school and being so scared was just shitty! A girl got so curious about cock.

He eased her back on the bed, unfastened his mouth, slid both hands beneath her skirt and began to peel her pantyhose from her hips. His eyes really gleamed; he looked at her naked pussy as if it was made of diamonds! She scooted to the center of the bed, rifted her jersey, and he undressed very swiftly. The first view of his up-angled prick, the big purplish knob leaking clear juice, shook her like a storm. Talk about sexy!

Sinking down at her right, his hand went to her pussy, his prickhead brushed her right hip. She reached down and touched it. Ohhh, wow! He leaned halfway above her, kissing her tits, his cock tensed in her fingers. His hand on her pussy was simply fabulous. He teased her fun button, and tingles chased all through her pelvis, like crazy.

"Like it, eh?" he murmured, licking her nipple. "Oh, you know it!" she breathed, spreading her legs.

"Never had a prick in there?"

"Noooo!" she whispered.

Suddenly an awful thing happened. A loud thump on the side of the house told her that young little shit from next door was bouncing his rubber ball on the house again! Hank swore; she explained what the noise was.

His finger slipped into her pussy, and he trembled. He knew now she did have her cherry. Thump, thump! fll kill that little fucker, she thought. He must've skipped school too.

Hank crawled over between her legs, spread them far apart, his face very flushed. The knob touched her pussy, started between the lips, but the magic of the moment somehow drifted away, the noise was too distracting! Slowly his cock went deeper, she felt a snip of pain, he shuddered-and then his whole big cock slipped inside! She had every hot inch of it.

"Uhhhhh!" he breathed. "Damn sonofabitch!"

Slowly he began to fuck. Kim loved the feel of it; she was tasting the forbidden sweets, but she was turning off. He was braced high, she could see his shaft come out, then back in. Ohhhh, it was some kicky viewing. Thump, thump, thump. But not the bedsprings. Hank seemed afraid to make that kind of suggestive noise. That fucking brat might talk!

Then the phone rang! There was no bedroom extension; she would just have to let it ring. Probably Rita calling from school. The whole thing was just beastly! Hank was gonna get his, though. His face contorted, he moaned, his hips stroked faster, she felt his prick tense and swell-then it throbbed!

She felt a few sneaky tingles as he dropped down on her and hunched, panting very hard. She had her first gush of jizm, she had her first prick, but she had not come anywhere near enjoying her climax.

Hank left the next day and she had never seen him again....

Now, with her hands full of Bobbi's tits, she could look back and smile about her experience. She and Rita had continued their games; they could come together. After she had slimmed down a little she had started dating a few guys her own age; she had made them wear rubbers or they couldn't fuck.

But she was seventeen before she ever went off on a cock, and not very thoroughly at that. At home, afterward, was when she had her real fun. There was just not much feeling inside her vagina.

"Ohhh-mmmmm!" Bobbi gasped, her nipples peaking in Kim's fingers.

"Come off, honey!" Kim breathed, moving her ass in coital thrusts. Misti was really going after that pussy now! Her lips were glued to Bobbi's clit zone; the blonde head moved up and down, then around and around.

'I'm gettin' there," Bobbi breathed, her pretty legs trembling. Kim couldn't wait; she drew her play hand from Bobbi's tits, shot it down inside her loosened panties and gripped her leaking, stinging cunt. Much better! A finger on each side of her clit tip, a few more hunches, and she was going to sail high. But first she ran her long middle finger into her cunt, humping playfully. Only Misti had ever popped her as well as she could herself.

She thought again of trying a dildo. A recent issue of Playboy contained a whole long article, with pictures, about the various self-pleasure gadgets. If she sort of awakened the interior of her vagina, got it used to hardness sliding in and out, maybe she could really break one of those pelvic churners she had read about.

Of course, she might find a stud who could fuck and fuck and just keep fucking till she reached the crest, a guy who would play and play and suck and nibble for just hours! A man she could really get heavy with She stroked her finger more swiftly, letting her thumb strike her clit ridge, just below the too-tender tip. Nnnnnn! Oh, her nipples were erecting, Bobbi's moans grew louder. Kim had dragged the thrills out long enough, the twinges of anticipation were simply fantastic! Her legs went rigid, her hand whipped, the honey pounds took over!

"OHH, I'm getting OFFF!" Bobbi cried, as if she could sense that Kim was riding into her own slice of heaven.

"Me, toooooo!" Kim whined. She couldn't say any more, totally absorbed in the pangs of her joy. Her girlie pecker literally exploded, the stings of her need raked her loins, her inner vagina fluttered in an entirely new way, then she gripped her whole cunt mound as the mouth of it tightened voluptuously in the old familiar rhythm. The room whirled a little, her legs weakened; she dropped to her back on the carpet and rubbed her cunt hard.

Her free hand shot to her heaving tits and massaged them swiftly. The sensations in her loins were so damned utterly goooood she knew that this party sex was really one of best things that had ever happened to her. Misti had excited her right from the start; now it was almost as if the luscious blonde was sucking her cunt.

"Uh, uh, uhhhhh-ohhhh!" Bobbi cried, shaking the sofa with her body.

Kim softened, panting, savoring the aftermath, coaxing the last thrills from her tits and pussy. That inner fluttering of her vagina, so surprising and neat, she had to feel again. It made her twinges deeper and sweeter!

Misti drank the pussy wine from Bobbi's swollen cunt mouth, gave it a few lingering kisses, and raised her head. The look of total joy on Bobbi's face, her last little trembles, her hard titties rising and falling with her uneven breathing ... it was a vision of a very well banged chick. Kim's presence had made the brunette even better, even though at the very last of it Kim had disappeared behind the sofa, where she was obviously finishing her fun.

Now I've gotta fuck somebody! Misty thought. And it's gonna be that juicy redhead. Bobbi's had it for a while, I know her very well, but Kim is somehow more appealing. The vibes are terrific, she comes off so hard for me. I'll drive that cushiony ass right through the mattress!