Chapter 3
A few days after the escapade with Bruce Dobbs, Helen found herself telling her friend, Nancy Hilliard, about it. They were sunbathing behind Nancy's house. Nancy wore a skimpy bikini, and Helen had on a halter top and shorts. The heat of the afternoon sun combined with the effects of a daiquiri to turn Helen's thoughts toward sex, and during a moment of silence, she came right out and told Nancy about Bruce.
Nancy was a long-legged blonde with children at the same school as Helen's, and they'd been friends long enough to be frank about their private lives. At least that's what Helen thought. She'd always considered Nancy to be a little on the conservative side when it came to sex, and she expected the blonde to be shocked about her fling with Bruce Dobbs.
Nancy wasn't shocked at all. She simply smiled and raised an eyebrow. "It's about time," she said.
Caught off guard, Helen laughed. "What does that mean?"
"It means I think it's just what you need, honey. A little extracurricular activity is always good medicine."
"I had no idea my problem was that obvious," Helen said softly. Then she added, "Does that mean you...?"
Nancy tossed a wry smile. "Both ways, honey."
"Both ways? I don't understand."
The blonde sighed. "I never thought I'd tell you this, because I don't want to hurt our friendship. I swing both ways, honey, men and women. I always have and I always will. Frank's always known about it, and so far things have worked out."
"Oh, Jesus," Helen said.
Nancy smiled. "Relax, Helen. I'm not a lesbian, you know. I like a good strong fucking by a man who knows what he's doing. The difference is that I also respond to women. Most women do, at least in fantasy. I prefer reality, that's all. Don't deny you've thought about making it with a woman at some time or other."
Helen was silent a long moment. "I'm not sure how to react," she said.
"Are we still friends?" The blonde rose, stretched like a cat, and looked down at Helen.
"Of course."
"Then don't worry about how to react," Nancy said. She studied Helen's face and turned up her lips in a quiet smile. "You're curious, aren't you? You'd like to know what it's like, but you're afraid to find out. I know, honey, I've been there before." Then her voice dropped to almost a whisper. "I can't tell you what it's like, but I can show you." She abruptly turned and walked back to the house.
Helen sat there on the lounge chair confronting her confusion. She could either follow Nancy into the house or go home and hope it was somehow all a dream. It's not a dream, she thought, it's reality. She knew the answers to all the questions in her mind. Yes, she was curious; yes, she'd had fantasies about women; yes, Nancy Hilliard could turn her on. Rising, she emptied her glass and strolled into the house.
I feel like a virgin on a first date, she thought. It's crazy.
Crazy or not, she made sure to lock the patio door behind her. She found Nancy in the kitchen mixing fresh daiquiris. The blonde put the shaker down when Helen walked in. They stood there looking at each other a long moment, and then Nancy suddenly moved into Helen's arms.
"I've been dreaming about this for years," Nancy hissed. "I'm going to send you over the moon!"
Their mouths fused. Their lips opened. Their tongues tangled together in a frenzy.
Helen was shy at first about kissing another woman, but she soon realized how much it turned her on. They played with each other's tongues, pushing and probing in a delicious dance. Nancy moved her hands down over Helen's hips to squeeze and fondle the brunette's ass cheeks. When Helen moaned, Nancy pulled her mouth away and hissed: "Let me look at you!"
Her hands fluttering, she helped Helen untie her halter top.
"Oh, God, I love your tits!" Nancy groaned.
She began caressing Helen's breasts, molding them with her hands, running her fingertips over the swollen, milk-white globes. Helen closed her eyes, thrilling to the sensitive touch of the other woman's hands. Curving her shoulders forward, she eagerly dropped the weight of her tits into Nancy's palms.
Her eyes glittering, Nancy jiggled the heavy breasts with her fingertips. "I've always had a thing about big tits," the blonde said. "Maybe it's because mine are small. Whatever the reason, these luscious tits of yours drive me wild!"
Helen looked down at the hands working over her tits. They were slender, feminine hands, but they no longer seemed strange. It was almost as if she had her own hands on her breasts, but of course the touch was different and much more exciting.
Without any warning, Nancy swooped her mouth down to suck on a long thick nipple. Helen gasped at the exquisite sensation as the blonde began gently biting and chewing on her tit. When Nancy finally pulled her mouth away, the nipple stuck out like a fat raspberry-swollen and wet with saliva.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Nancy whispered.
Her naked breasts bobbing and swaying, Helen moved out of the kitchen ahead of Nancy. It all seemed unreal again, and she felt as if she were walking in a dream. Inside the bedroom, she stretched out on the bed and turned to look at the blonde.
Nancy quickly slipped out of her bikini. Perfect pink nipples capped her pear-shaped tits. The blonde bush at her crotch had been trimmed into a neat triangle. Helen found herself tantalized by the blonde's girlish body.
A moment later Nancy was on the bed, helping Helen peel off her shorts. When the brunette's dark, thick bush of cunthair came into view, Nancy crooned with delight. She tickled her fingers through the curls, and then moved her hands up to tease Helen's nipples. Then the hands were fluttering down again, this time to fold back Helen's legs and pry them apart.
"Let me look at your cunt," Nancy said.
Helen blushed. She opened her thighs wide, exposing her crotch to Nancy's gaze. Then, inspired by a sudden wave of lust, she moved her fingers down and pulled open her cuntlips.
Nancy hissed. "Oh, shit, what a cunt! Look how wet you are! It's marvelous!"
Helen shivered. She stared hungrily at the jiggling of the blonde's girlish breasts. When Nancy caught the look, she smiled, leaned over Helen's face, and dropped a pink nipple against Helen's lips.
"Suck it, honey!" Nancy said. "I love having them sucked. It really turns me on."
Extending her tongue, Helen hesitantly swirled it over the turgid nipple.
Oh, Christ! she thought, I'm licking another woman's tit and I love it!
With a soft moan, she opened her mouth and filled it with Nancy's hanging tit.
Moments later they were together in a heated embrace, their bodies fused, their legs entwined. Their cunts were drenched, cuntlips swollen and dripping with juice. Throwing her leg across Nancy's body, Helen pressed her cunt into the blonde's crotch. She instinctively began grinding her cuntlips against Nancy's pussy, searching for the proper rhythm to maximize the stimulation of her clit.
Nancy finally giggled and pulled away. "Christ, you're hot!" the blonde said. "Let me bring you off, just a quick one before you go completely crazy!"
Kneeling between Helen's legs, Nancy extended a hand and touched the brunette's cuntlips. Helen moaned at the first contact with her steaming cunt. She pushed up her pelvis, urging Nancy to continue.
"Easy, honey!" Nancy hissed. "Just lie still and let me do the work."
"Please!" Helen moaned. "Do something! I can't stand it any more!"
Her eyes gleaming, her lips pulled back in a smile of triumph, Nancy placed a fingertip on the hard bud of Helen's clit.
The brunette hissed and squirmed at the contact.
Nancy stroked the shaft of the quivering button, at times teasing back the hood to expose the pink-red clit. She slid her finger down to the slightly gaping cunt-mouth now brimming with juice. It was a luscious cunt, meaty and hairy and gorgeously wet. She slipped a finger inside the cunt-hole, then another finger, then a third, bunching up her fingers, stretching the elastic rim of the palpitating cunt.
She began moving her fingers in and out, slowly finger-fucking Helen's steaming hole with a screwing piston-like motion, her thumb moving up to deftly massage the shaft of the throbbing clit.
"Oh, yes!' Helen groaned. "Do it to me, fuck me, fuck me with your hand!"
Helen's dark, fruity nipples puckered out toward Nancy's mouth. The blonde leaned over and lapped at the areola and nipple of each tit with an agile tongue.
"Please!" Helen moaned. She shuddered at the intense sensation bolting up from her crotch to spread over her body like a warm blanket. Her skin tingled, her heart beat wildly, her breath rasped with excitement. It was all so different than being with a man. Nancy's touch was expert and exquisite. She knew where and how and when to use her fingers. The bold presence of another woman's hand inside her cunt thrilled Helen to the core.
"I think I'm going to come!" Helen hissed.
Nancy fixed her eyes on the yawning cunt, on the juices sloshing out over her pistoning fingers. "Come, baby!" she said. "Come for me!"
"Ooooooohhhh! Oh, my God!"
Trumpeting her orgasm, the long wail broke out of Helen's throat as the spasms contorted her face and body.
Her cries tapered off slowly as Nancy continued caressing her drenched cunt with a gentle motion of her hand. She finally opened her eyes and looked at the the blonde's face.
"Good?" Nancy said. Helen blushed and smiled. "Delicious."
"You can sleep for awhile, if you want."
"No," Helen protested. "I don't want to sleep."
Nancy smiled. Her fingers were still inside Helen's cunt, and now she began churning the hot tunnel again, her thumb stroking the quivering clit to renewed hardness. With a soft moan of surprise, Helen realized she was climbing up again, her body beginning its preparation for another orgasm. She squirmed her ass to encourage Nancy.
"This time I'll suck you," Nancy whispered. "Would you like that?"
Helen moaned. "Oh, yes!" She pulled back her knees, opened them wide to offer herself. The idea of having Nancy's pretty face mashed against her slimy cunt was almost enough to make her come. "Suck me!" she hissed. "Eat my pussy!"
A moment later Nancy swooped down, dragging a trail of wet kisses along the inside of Helen's thigh, running her tongue over the swollen cuntlips to tease the rim of the juice-filled cunt-hole. She parted the hairy cuntlips with her fingers and peered at the glistening pink meat. Helen's thick, stiff clit poked its swollen head out of the juice-coated hood. Sliding her fingers down, she moved them between the brunette's full, plump ass cheeks, down to the tight, puckered asshole with its charming border of fine, dark hair. She pressed one slippery finger against the entrance and gently pushed it in.
Helen closed her eyes and moaned. "Oh, God, yes, I love that!"
Nancy moved her finger slowly in and out, and soon Helen's asshole relaxed and opened. Clenching her teeth, her eyes glued to Helen's crotch, the blonde carefully inserted a second finger into the hot grip of her friend's shithole.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" Helen groaned. "Suck me now, please suck me!"
Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glittering, Nancy lowered her face to sniff the warm, thick cunt-smell. Opening her mouth, she came down directly on Helen's clit and closed her wet lips over it.
Helen lurched. "Oh, shit, that's good! Suck me! Suck my clit!"
Her head filled with the aroma of dripping cunt, her fingers gripped tightly by Helen's asshole, Nancy began sucking at the slimy cunt-nipple.
Helen groaned and wailed, bobbing her cunt against Nancy's mouth, clutching the blonde's shoulders, her thighs pressing against Nancy'-s cheeks. Suddenly, without any warning, she pushed Nancy away and rolled the blonde over on her back.
"Oh, Jesus!" Nancy cried. "What are you doing?"
Venting a soft laugh, Helen straddled over her friend's chest and moved her crotch up to cover Nancy's face.
"Suck it!" Helen hissed. "Eat my cunt! Suck it all out!"
Holding up her heavy tits with her hands, she began grinding her cunt against the blonde's face.
Nancy's hands moved around to clutch at Helen's ass, and once again she slid two fingers into Helen's asshole.
The double stimulation of cunt and ass soon had Helen moaning and gurgling with lust. She began rocking her hips in a frenzy, pulling and twisting her swollen nipples with her fingers.
When Helen's orgasm finally arrived, it was definitely the most shattering climax she'd ever experienced. She bucked and thrashed and finally fell over in a convulsing heap.
This time Helen remained immobilized several minutes, until a shaking motion of the bed brought her back to reality. She opened her eyes and found Nancy lying beside her, masturbating.
"Oh, God!" Helen moaned. "I'm sorry, baby. We haven't done anything about you, have we?"
Her eyes glazed with her approaching orgasm, Nancy turned her head and smiled. "I'll take a rain check," she said. "Right now I'm doing fine. I'm going to come rockets in about two seconds. Oh, shit, here it is!"
Her eyes glittering with fascination, Helen watched the blonde's fingers churning her cunt to a froth in the throes of a moaning, grinding climax.
When it was over, they cuddled in each other's arms and gently kissed.