Chapter 10
There was little need for daydreaming today, Tom thought as he busied himself with his schoolwork. Today was the day the bridge club was going to meet and the thought of four delicious women writhing on the floor in each other's arms, and then-the best part-Tom having the choice of which ones he would hump the daylights out of, was more than he cared to contemplate. He would look over at Claire, three seats in front of him, every now and then, and once she had rewarded him with one of her come-hither smiles.
For the first time in a long time, however, Claire wasn't first and foremost in Tom's mind. He looked her over and admired her fine young body, but he would think about that some other time. He wondered idly whether she was a virgin, but he tried to focus his attention on his lessons and on the agenda for tonight.
The bell-the liberty bell, as Tom called it-finally rang, and this time Tom led the charge out of the classroom and out of the building. When he got outside, he found Susan waving to him from the front seat of her car. He approached her carefully, wondering what was up.
"Come on in," she said, pushing the door open. "I was just picking up my daughter. Well drop her off and then go up to your place."
"Okay," Tom agreed, slipping into the front seat and feeling Susan's thigh rub against his.
"We'd better cool it when she's around," Susan said, "and here she comes."
Tom couldn't believe his eyes as he saw Claire saunter over to the car, open the door and slip in. Now he felt her warm thigh pressing him on his other side.
"Hi Mom, hi Tom," she said, pulling the door closed as her mother turned the ignition key.
"You two know each other?" Susan asked.
"Yeah," Tom said, his head reeling at the strange coincidence. "We have a couple of classes together."
"That's nice," Susan said, watching as Claire nodded her agreement. "I'll just drop you off and then take Tom home. I'm playing bridge tonight."
"Sure," Claire said, shifting on the front seat and rubbing her thigh against Tom's again. Tom looked down and he could see that her miniskirt had ridden up slightly to reveal two perfectly formed thighs pressed against each other. Tom suddenly felt warm, and the thought of Claire's young body, nude and writhing under him as he jammed his joint into her, flooded through his mind.
Tom looked nervously at Susan, but her eyes were riveted straight ahead at the road. He looked back at Susan, who shifted again, rubbing herself against him, but her eyes were vacant and she had a bored look on her face. She shifted her books on her lap, her miniskirt rode up even higher, and Tom felt he could imagine what the mass of curly hair between her legs looked like.
Claire tossed her head and ran her hands through her hair, trying to rearrange it, and suddenly Tom became aware of her rich, sexy smell. Claire's long hair had fallen onto Tom's shoulder and now she brushed it off, her fingers lightly touching him. Tom felt a stirring in his groin. His cock was beginning to itch, and when he shifted slightly to try to get more comfortable he found himself rubbing against Claire and getting even more excited.
He looked over toward Claire, but she gave no indication of reacting to Tom's thigh pressing and rubbing against hers. Tom drew a deep breath and tried to stare straight ahead, ignoring both Claire on his right and Susan on his left. He longed for Claire, and his body almost instinctively leaned toward her, trying to just feel the warmth of her skin, but he knew that he stood no chance with her, at least not tonight. Tom sighed as he felt the car slow down and come to a stop.
"Well, here we are, Claire," Susan said, as the car stopped. "You'll find your dinner in the refrigerator, all you have to do is warm it up."
"I know, Ma," Claire said, her voice showing her utter boredom. "I hope you win tonight."
"Oh, I will, I will," Susan replied with a smile that only Tom knew the real reason for.
Claire leaned across the front seat and gave her mother a peck on the cheek, but even as she did she was setting Tom off again. Her firm, ripe breasts brushed easily across his chest, pressing against him. Tom felt his cock suddenly go fully erect as Claire's rich scent filled his nostrils, and as her meat pressed against his body. He struggled to press against the back of the seat, but as he sank deeper into it, Claire pressed against him harder.
Having kissed her mother, Claire drew back, and for the first time, she shot Tom a sly smile, and Tom could almost swear that she winked at him. Her warm breath covered his face for a moment, then Claire opened the door and she was gone. It took Tom a moment to recover from this sudden thrill, and now he seriously considered the fact that Claire wanted his body. But what could he do about it?
Tom watched as Claire made her way up the walkway, her ass swiveling and bouncing as she walked. Her every move seemed orchestrated to seduce him. He felt the car start moving again, and he slid over into Claire's seat, feeling the warmth she left behind, and the throbbing of his entire body. There was no doubt in his mind, he would have to screw Claire. Really fuck her. Her body was begging for it and so was his.
"She's gone now, yon don't have to be so proper and sit that far away," Susan said, apparently not noticing the conflict that was tearing through her young lover.
Tom silently slid back, and felt his thigh touch against Susan's. Her warmth felt good and reassuring, but he still stared straight ahead, his mind firmly on Claire. Susan's hand touched lightly on his thigh, crept between his legs and squeezed. She was driving with one hand now. Tom's reaction to Susan was almost mechanical. He felt a tingling in his midsection, and he felt himself grow warm, but Claire was still first in his mind.
"She's a nice girl, isn't she?" Susan asked.
"Huh?" Tom asked, snapped from his reverie.
"I said Claire is a nice girl, isn't she?"
"Yeah, real nice," Tom said glumly, staring straight ahead as Susan pulled the car in his aunt's driveway.
"Very attractive, wouldn't you say?" Susan said as she stopped die car and turned the ignition off.
"Yeah," Tom smiled as he felt her hand creep between his legs and rub up and down. "Yeah, just like her mother."
Susan kissed him lightly, but made no move to get out of the car, instead continuing to rub her hand up and down in his groin. He could feel her hot breath on his ear and neck.
"She's got a real nice body, doesn't she, Tommy?"
"Uh-huh," he responded, getting a bit uncomfortable as Susan continued to work him over.
Anna had warned him to avoid this sort of thing where someone else might see. "We'd better get inside."
"She's got nice tits, and a really lovely ass," Susan continued, ignoring him. "What part of her do you like best?"
"I haven't decided yet," Tom said brusquely, opening the car door and slipping out
"Oh, don't get upset," Susan said, getting out and following him. "I was just wondering if you were getting tired of us older women and whether you had your eye on some young nookie."
"What if I had, what's it to you?" Tom said turning and facing Susan as they stood at the front door.
"Well, if you were interested, it might just be arranged," she said, turning and walking through the door before Tom could react.
Tom stood there, riveted, as Susan brushed by him. He had been yearning for Claire and her firm young body, and now her mother had just calmly offered her to him. Was Susan just playing a little game?
Before Tom could even start to digest these questions he felt a hand on his arm pull him through the open door. He felt himself suddenly smothered in kisses, as the door closed. He returned the kisses and then wrestled free of Dina, who pouted as she looked at him.
I've been waiting for this all week, Tommy," she complained. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's just that you took me by surprise," he said kissing her again and letting his hands wander over her tight little ass.
Tom looked around the room and saw that Abbie was perched on the sofa next to Anna and that Susan had draped herself across the armchair opposite them. Tom walked into the room and exchanged short kisses with both Anna and Abbie, feeling their warm bodies pressing up toward him. Susan watched, but she almost pointedly ignored Tom as he looked at her, trying to find out what was going on in her mind.
"Now you run upstairs and get ready," Anna said, interrupting Tom as he stared at Susan.
"Yeah, I can hardly wait," Dina said walking into the room and pinching Tom's ass as he made his way upstairs.
Tom felt his entire body tingle with anticipation and excitement as he made his way upstairs. He knew that tonight he would explore yet another dimension of sexuality, but his mind was now racing ahead, wondering when he would get his shot at Claire. He knew instinctively that Claire's delicious young body was to be his, everything seemed to point to that, but now he wondered if she was a virgin and what it would be like to fuck a virgin.
Tom zipped through his homework, was in and out of the shower in five minutes flat, and quickly hopped into bed to rest up for what he was sure was going to be a most fascinating evening. His mind bounced back and forth between the image of watching the girls screwing each other, and himself firmly planted between's Claire's tempting legs, banging away at her. His body felt clean and tingly all over from the hot shower and his cock was already hard and firm. As far as the stiff chunk of meat between his legs, any cunt would do-in fact his prick, which was even now starting to twitch with nervous excitement, was distinctly looking forward to the orgy that had been promised.
Torn this way, Tom let his hand creep to his cock and encircle it. He could feel it throb slightly as blood pulsated through it, and each time he squeezed slightly he felt himself rewarded by a warm glow that spread quickly and evenly through his entire body. He loathed the wait for the girls to finish their card game. He swung out of bed and wrapped a towel around his midsection-a bit of false modesty, he thoughtand he headed for the stairway down to the living room where he thought the card game was still going on.
One look around the corner of the stairway, however, convinced him that the game had ended a while ago. He felt his entire body grow warm and then hot as his eyes drank in the scene. The four card players had paired off, and were in each other's arms, kissing, hugging and caressing.
Next to each other on the couch were Anna and Dina, their arms wrapped around each other. Dina was wearing her usual miniskirt, and as the two women caressed each other and moved around on the couch, the skirt had ridden up, re vealing a generous helping of smooth white thigh. Anna's hand had moved quickly to the thigh and was massaging the muscle. Tom watched as their boobs rubbed against each other while they kissed, their tongues intertwined.
Susan had draped herself across the armchair just as she had earlier when she had walked into the house, but now her pants were pushed down around her legs and Abbie was on her knees, hungrily lapping away at her cunt. Susan still had her blouse on, but her hands were cupping her boobs through the fabric, kneading them and pressing them from side to side. Tom felt a pang in his groin and he felt his stiff prick pushing out against the rough fabric of the terry cloth towel. He watched fascinated as Susan's mouth fell open and her head rolled back and forth.
Tom was scarcely aware of the fact that the towel came loose around his waist and fell to the floor. He sat down on the edge of the steps and watched as Abbie's tongue flicked in and out of her mouth, darting into the bush of hair between Susan's legs, poking through the swollen vulva and reaming the sweet pussy juice out of Susan's twat. Abbie made noisy slurping sounds as her tongue moved back and forth up and down. Tom could see Susan, spread out in the chair, undulating and twisting and turning to meet each thrust of Abbie's tongue. He could see that Susan's cunt lips had parted to reveal the soft pink insides, shiny and slippery with a coat of sweet pussy juice.
Susan gasped and her hands dug hard into her tits, twisting and manipulating them. Her entire body was quivering and she could feel herself grow hot as Abbie continued to lap away at her cunt. Her entire body ached as her ass wiggled and dug deeper into the softness of the armchair. She could feel the bristly fibres of the slipcover dig into her flesh and torment her as she wiggled and squirmed.
Abbie drew a deep breath and felt her entire head fill with the rich scent of Susan's pussy juice. Her tongue darted back and forth up and down the length of Susan's twat, lapping up the juice and sucking it into her mouth where her taste buds exploded as each glob of Susan's sweet essence passed over them. Abbie felt herself glow as she slaved away at Susan's crevice, the bushy hair tickling her, the slippery little clit touching her tongue lightly and squirming away.
Susan pushed her pelvis forward and she felt Abbie's nose push itself into her cunt. Susan laughed and did it again. Abbie relished the way Susan was using her and she loved the wet feeling on her nose as it too worked its way into Susan's honey pot.
A short strangled groan escaped from Susan's lips and Tom could see that she was about to come. Her entire body was beet red and she was twisting and turning as if trying to find a comfortable spot Abbie looked up at Susan, watching her moment of ecstasy, but Susan grunted and groaned.
"Don't stop, don't stop," Susan commanded, her voice choking as she struggled with her orgasm. "Eat me, suck me, do it, hard."
Abbie bent back to her task, her tongue working busily back and forth, up and down the length of Susan's slit, poking in and out of it, stretching it wide open and letting it slam shut again, seeking out the squirmy little knob of her clit and lambasting it with her tongue. Susan responded to all this by grunting and groaning even louder and squirming back and forth in the chair until it rocked dangerously, threatening to tip over.
With one last groan, Susan fell forward, her body slumping in her chair, her arms falling from her boobs, which were sore from the teasing she had administered to herself. Abbie pulled her head out from between Susan's legs and supported her gently, caressing her body, and kissing her lightly. Susan looked up for a moment and caught sight of Tom hovering by the stairway, watching with wide open eyes. She waved lightly and fell back in her armchair, her legs still spread and revealing a delicious swath of pussy. Abbie was still on her knees between those spread legs, looking up and smiling, occasionally letting her tongue slide across her busy lips to suck in a stray morsel of pussy juice.
"That was really nice, wasn't it?" Abbie asked, looking up at Susan, her eyes large and eager. "Now it's my turn-will you fuck me?"
Susan nodded as she caught her breath, and Abbie straightened up and leaned across her to give her a kiss.
"Go ahead and get it," Susan said softly. "I'll be all set in a minute."
Abbie scampered to her feet and moved across the room to retrieve her purse, but Tom found watching Susan far more interesting. Susan kicked her pants off and then slipped out of her blouse, revealing her deliciously firm breasts which showed all the marks of the recent mauling. They were sore and red, and the tiny nipples still stood upright as Susan's chest heaved. Abbie returned and handed Susan the purse, and then Abbie started to strip, removing her top and revealing her fleshy boobs, which were also in a state of excitement, and pushing her pants down over her well-fleshed hips to show a cunt that was wet with anticipation.
Susan opened the purse and extracted a long rubber object, and Tom recognized it immediately. It was a dildo, but not like the one Anna had used on herself. This one was much longer, and it had two heads. Tom watched with open eyes as Susan placed one end between her legs and pressed it into the soft mound of flesh between her legs. Susan's mouth opened wide and a long sigh escaped from her lips as the bulbous head of the thick rubber device sank into her. Tom could see her entire face flush and her body quivered as she pushed it into herself, wiggling and squirming as she felt it penetrate to the full depth of her crevice.
Abbie had also been watching, and now she sank to her knees again, watching as Susan rose and stood over her, the other end of the thick rubber dildo casting a shadow over her face.
"Oh, you're so beautiful," Abbie said softly as she looked up at Susan, whose chest was still heaving from her earlier exertions. "Please fuck me, please stick it to me."
"Lie down and spread your legs," Susan said, taking a step toward Abbie.
Abbie obeyed quickly, and as she lay before Susan she let her hands roam up and down her body, cupping her boobs and massaging her abdomen. Her thighs were twitching with excitement, and her clit was standing straight up, poking its tiny head through the bushy black hair that surmounted the folds of her vulva. Susan stretched one foot forward, moaning slightly as she felt the dildo inside her scrape along the sensitive walls of her cunt. She pushed her toe through the forest of hair and into the crevice between Abbie's legs. Abbie gasped, and tried to push herself forward, face contorted with the sheer pleasure of feeling her cunt touched.
"Don't move," Susan hissed, stopping Abbie in mid-motion. "Just lie there with your legs spread. HI use you any way I want to."
"Please, please, do it, do anything you want to me," Abbie said in a soft, little-girl voice.
Tom marveled at the way Abbie reacted to being dominated. He had humped her dozens of times, and each time she just glowed and quivered whenever she was commanded to do something. She was the perfect passive partner for Susan who by her very nature was strong and demanding. Tom could see a hardness come over Susan's face as she stood with half the dildo jammed into her cunt, looking down at Abbie, planning her next move.
Susan slid her foot up along Abbie's twat and let her big toe rest against Abbie's clit, touching it just barely, but touching it hard enough for Abbie to writhe as she felt the jolts of pleasure race through her body. Again, Abbie's body twisted and tried to thrust upward, but Susan's leg moved up quickly to Abbie's abdomen and pressed her to the floor again. Susan slipped to her knees, and the dildo between her legs bounced up and down, sending little shivers of pleasure racing through her body, causing a red blush to appear on her cheeks.
She tried to ignore the sensations she was feeling, she was focusing her energies on playing the male role, on fucking Abbie until she begged for mercy. Susan gripped the dildo in her hand firmly and jiggled it up and down, feeling her entire body quake and quiver as its thick head wiggled up and down deep inside her. Susan's tits bounced as her body reacted, but she leaned forward, covering Abbie's body and wiggling to get herself into the right position.
Abbie's hands reached up and touched Susan lightly, looking up eagerly, waiting for her void to be filled by the thick rubber dildo that Susan held just inches away from her hole. Susan pressed the thick head of the dildo forward, resting it against the crease in Abbie's thick vulva. Susan leaned forward, pressing the dildo into Abbie, who reacted instantly, her mouth flying open and her entire body quivering.
"Yes, do it to me, hump me, fuck me," Abbie pleaded as she felt the rubber tool slide into her hole.
Susan pressed on, bringing her entire body down on Abbie's, the dildo sinking smoothly into the soaking wet hole that was sopping wet with pussy juice. Abbie's legs flew up in the air as she felt the dildo enter her and sink all the way to the rear of her hole. Abbie gasped as Susan's body came to rest on top of her. Their tits touched and both of them writhed against each other as their erect nipples scraped across each other, jolts of electric energy passing between them.
Abbie's legs rocked back and forth and kicked through the air as Susan pumped her body up and down, shoving the dildo in and out of herself and Abbie at the same time. Susan felt Abbie writhing under her, and a wave of strength seized her body. She was getting into her dominant role now and she set her jaw and gritted her teeth. She felt tiny droplets of sweat forming on Abbie's body, and she felt her own body slide back and forth easily as she humped up and down.
The rich feminine scent of Abbie permeated the air as Susan moved up and down rhythmically and she felt herself being driven wild. In her mind she pictured Tom on top of her, and she was consciously imitating Tom, copying his movements and riding up and down just the way he had done when he was fucking her.
Susan felt the dildo pound into her, threatening to poke a hole in the rear of her cunt, and she felt her entire body grow hot as the inside of her twat started to ache. She found it harder and harder to breathe as she humped up and down and felt Abbie arch her back, bringing her hips up to meet each of Susan's downward thrusts. Susan's body was burning and she felt herself on the verge of coming; she swallowed hard trying to drive the feeling out of her mind. She was playing the male role and she wanted to carry it through all the way.
Abbie was going mad as she felt Susan bang into her. Not only was her cunt being superbly reamed by the deliciously thick dildo, but Susan's boobs pressing down on hers were sending electric jolts racing through her body and exploding inside her head. Breathing was becoming harder and harder, and Abbie's head rolled helplessly from side to side. She tried to articulate a sound, tried to beg Susan not to stop, but her lips and tongue couldn't form the words.
Susan's hot breath was washing over Abbie's face, ricocheting and bouncing off her ears, setting off the tiny nerve endings there. Abbie writhed against the floor, trying to reach up and press herself against Susan.
Suddenly both women started to pant uncontrollably, their breathing rhythmic and their bodies fluctuating up and down as they writhed together. They were coming together, their bodies fusing and sweating as they humped each other. The sensation of being humped by a woman was driving Abbie over the edge, and Susan was getting off on the idea of being on top, of using her strength to subjugate another and using her for her own purposes.
Susan drew her body back and slammed it down on Abbie, and suddenly she felt her entire body short circuit as the dildo rode all the way into the back of her own cunt, stretching it. Abbie gasped as she felt a jolt of pain from that last hump rip through her body and explode throughout it, paralyze her.
Now both women lay twitching and quivering on the floor, their nerves singing with energy as they felt the orgasm shake their bodies, and make it impossible for them to move. Tom felt his entire body quiver with excitement as he watched the two spent women on the floor catching their breaths. He rose and slowly walked toward them. They made no attempt to move as he approached them, and stood over them.
Tom paused for a moment and looked across the room. He had been so intent on watching Susan and Abbie that he had lost track of Anna and Dina, who were still intently involved with each other on the couch. Anna had already stripped off the short robe she always wore on bridge nights, and her creamy smooth body spread across the sofa was arranged just so. She was watching Dina do a long sensuous striptease. Dina was pulling her blouse over her head, doing it very slowly and deliberately, making Anna suffer and wait.
Anna amused herself by cupping her own breasts in her hands, squeezing them and making them twitch with excitement. Dina's blouse came over her head, freeing her pointy tits and setting them quivering. She too cupped them in her hands and massaged them, making the nipples go erect. Dina's hard flat stomach rippled with excitement as she loosened her skirt and let it slip down her shapely legs to the ground, revealing a tiny pair of briefs that hid nothing.
Tom felt his cock twitch madly as he watched the two women caper about and turn each other on with their little games. Anna and Dina moved their hands over their own bodies almost in unison, exploring their own curves and exciting themselves in preparation for each other. Tom could see their bodies grow warm and start to blush as the blood started pounding through their bodies.
So this is what lesbian love is all about, Tom thought to himself as he watched the two women. It was very beautiful, he thought, as he watched Anna and Dina start to enjoy each other. There was something incredibly fascinating and sexy about watching two women fuck.