Chapter 5
"Honey, this place is cute!" Terri exclaimed, gazing about the living room of Dee's tiny, furnished apartment.
"I'm glad you like it," Dee said, flushing.
It was Wednesday evening. Dee had moved out of the Wall house on Monday night, over Sarah's protests. Carl hadn't seemed very pleased, either. On Sunday evening, after her explosive picnic date with Terri, Carl had made his first real pass at her, and she had fled to her room, confused and embarrassed.
The very fact that Carl had found her sexually appealing had flattered her-but she just couldn't yield to her mother's husband. Sarah had gone to a movie alone, leaving Dee in the house with Carl, or perhaps it wouldn't have happened.
She wouldn't think about it. Terri was here, and too many dangerous ideas were scampering around in Dee's mind.
"Why didn't you move in with me, honey?" Terri asked, dropping into a chair, her legs sprawled recklessly apart. As usual, she was mini-skirted and tightly sweatered.
"I don't know about us," Dee said. "I don't think we should do that stuff any more."
Terri giggled. "Are we going to have to go through all that again? You loved it, you know you did."
Dee blushed, sitting with her legs together on the sofa. But why had she picked a seat directly across from Terri's chair? She could see already that Terri wore very brief, black panties. The soft, bare thigh flesh exposed so brazenly brought a naughty twitching in Dee's cunt.
"When are we going to Spokane and line up some dates?" Dee asked.
"Oh, that. What about this weekend, honey?"
I moved out, and I feel more independent already, Dee thought. I can have my privacy, I won't have to listen while Carl and Sarah bounce around on their bed. But I want some fun, too. I'd prefer a real nice fellow, but it's getting kind of late for that.
I'm beginning to feel differently about sex. If I can't have a steady and some romancing, I might as well have the rest.
"Fine with me," Dee said, bravely. She wasn't sure she could function with a pickup, but maybe if he was an older man he could break her in right. She had been virgin quite long enough.
"Shall we go for a drive or something?" Terri asked, weaving her ass suggestively.
"Stop it!" Dee said, her cheeks hot.
"I know, you'd rather or something, huh?" Terri laughed. "That was fun. I could use a little right now, honey. Please don't be nicey nice and difficult."
Carl Wall, standing in the shadows near the front door of Dee's apartment, smiled lewdly.
Just when I was about to get between those long sexy legs she moved out, he thought. Hell, I just patted her on the ass, and she bolted like a fool. One of these days I'll get in Candy's fancy panties, too, but I want that Dee, first. I'm sure she's never had a prick up in her pussy!
On his way to town he had noticed that the car belonging to Terri Connell was parked behind Dee's car, and now, after listening to their conversation, he knew he had a big lever. Terri and Dee had been rubbing cunts.
He knew some of the rumors about Terri were probably true. She didn't date any of the local men; they weren't good enough for her, apparently. Some of the guys Carl worked with claimed Terri was Lesbian, and by damn, they were right.
Just in case he was discovered near Dee's ground-floor apartment, he had a parcel of books in his hand, some she had left at home. He could say he was simply bringing the books by.
Now, with his ear glued to the rather thin, front door of the apartment, he had just heard Terri say she could use a little.
I'll blackmail both of them, he thought. I wouldn't mind stabbing that uppity redhead, either. All twitches and wiggles and long legs showing in those mini-skirts. I'll expose them if they won't give me a party. The last time I had two broads, I had to pay for it downtown in a whore house. But it was great. This one broad was sucking the other one off while the first one was gobbling my meat. I'd like to have a threesome for free, and this is my chance.
But not here and now. A car went by, and he knew he couldn't lurk on the front porch of the apartment house any longer. He strolled down the walk and along to his car. Tomorrow he would start using the telephone. He had to make plans, he had to have some free time to fully enjoy himself.
Dee thinks she's too damned good for me. I'll show her. I've got to get some of that. I think I'd be getting a cherry. I want to touch it before that Terri breaks it with a finger or a dildo.
"Give me a little kiss, honey?" Terri smiled, dropping down on the sofa at Dee's left. Dee wore lounging pajamas; she had been reading before Terri dropped over. The book, now on an end table, had stimulated her; it was one of the new novels and quite sexy.
"It's wrong." Dee protested. But she wasn't jumping from the sofa. She felt the naughty attraction of Terri's leggy figure, the need for loving. Of any kind.
The phone rang, startling Dee out of her daze. She left the couch and went to a chair beside the telephone stand. Nine o'clock. Who could be calling her, at this hour? Her phone had just been installed the day before. • But, of course, Information had her listing. "Yes?" she said, very curious. "This is the guy from the movies" came the deep, masculine voice.
Her heart gave a sweet lurch, her fingers trembled on the receiver. Terri left the sofa and stood beside Dee. Terri's right hand went boldly to the points of Dee's tits, lined by her pajama top. Terri squeezed a tit-peak, which was bare beneath the material. Dee wondered why she hadn't worn a bra, when she knew that the redhead was going to visit. Because I liked what she did for me. My first thrills with another person. I'm awful.
"Well, I never expected to hear from you," Dee said, into the receiver. Her heart was thudding wildly.
Terri leaned down and breathed in Dee's ear. "Honey, if he's good-looking, tell him to drop over. Maybe he'd like to play with two girls."
Dee pushed at the playful hand, shivering. She wished she could be alone. Right at the moment. He was young, but he was terribly appealing, too.
Then the full meaning of Terri's whispered words struck her senses. The redhead had to be kidding. Two girls and one man. Dirty, awful, filthy. But, of course, Terri was just kidding.
"Would you like to go out with me Saturday night?" John asked, his voice sounding rather strained, as though he expected a rebuff.
"I-" Dee began. "Well, yes!" she finished.
"No fooling?" John said, after a long pause.
"Where would we be going?" she said, her tits sharpening. "So I'll know what to wear ..."
"Is a movie okay?"
"Yes," she said. "You can come by around eight." "Right!" he exclaimed, very pleased. "I-I'll see you then."
Dee let the receiver drop, shivering with excitement. A date! A date with a guy. He would surely dress so that he wouldn't look too young. He seemed bright enough.
But he goes to whore houses. How can I overlook that? Well, what am I doing? What have I done? Lesbian pleasures . . .
She could always back out of the date, make excuses. No. Now she was more confused than ever.
"You didn't invite him over, honey!" Terri giggled, her hand returning to Dee's tits. Her other hand lifted her mini-skirt, so that Dee could see the girlish curves, the lacy, black panty. "Who is he?"
"Just a young lumberjack," she said, quaking. "But at least he's not married."
"Honey, if you're taking pot shots at me, it's okay. I'm out for fun, not marriage. The married ones know how to handle a girl."
"You're awful!" Dee exclaimed, grabbing at Terri's wrist. But she didn't have the strength to jerk the seeking fingers away. Her tits were stinging and burning, enlarging. The view of Terri's cunt was heating Dee's pussy. The memory of those sweet, bouncy orgasms on Sunday heightened her yearning.
She had masturbated the night before, and it hadn't been very exciting. It had left a nagging ache in her cunt.
"Feel my pussy, honey," Terri giggled. "Slide my panty down."
Dee shuddered. She knew she was trapped by her own lewd desires. Her date was far, far away. Maybe he was just building her up for a big letdown, after she had snubbed him in the theater.
Why was anything with a man so confusing and upsetting? She remembered Carl's remarks Sunday evening.
"About time we had a little go-around, isn't it, baby?" he had said, rubbing his hand across her ass. "Don't," she had exclaimed, almost angry.
"I know you hear me giving Sarah a ball. Wouldn't you like some of that?"
He was filthy. How could Sarah put up with him?
Now, Terri was here, wanting some sneaky fun.
Dee found her hand moving toward the forbidden lure of Terri's black, sexy panty. She had never really touched another girl's pussy. At the picnic, Terri had done all the doing.
Dee's fingers touched the pussy mound and Terri laughed, pushing her hips forward, spreading her slender thighs.
"Tickle me and make me want it, honey," the redhead chirped.
Dee felt the fever of her lust rising sweetly inside her being. Her fingers knew how to move on a pussy, because she had done it often enough on her own. Breathing fast, she molded Terri's pussy. Now she was working the pants down, exposing the auburn bush, the sexy cuntslit. Her hand cupped the bare, warm, furry pussy mound. Terri wiggled her ass, hunching.
"Very good, honey!" "Let's hurry and get it over with!" Dee panted.
"Ohhh, that's where you're so wrong, sweetie. Making it last is the thing."
Terri was delighted. Since Sunday she had noticed a subtle change in Dee. She was wearing mod clothes around the office, she was losing some of her shyness. She was wearing more makeup, she looked sexier.
In a few months I'll have her swinging high. Terri exulted, feeling Dee's fingers move excitingly on her pussy. She's so sex-starved she'll do anything. She's got that glazed look in her big, brown eyes, she needs more than two comes tonight.
"That's the way, tickle my clit." Terri said.
While Dee breathed fast and fondled Terri's clit, Terri lifted the pajama top and brought Dee's tits out into the light. The dark-crested, firming tits were larger than Terri's and they had a seductive pointiness her bras didn't reveal.
I'll have my lips around one of those nipples soon. Terri exulted. She's learning. That thing out in the bushes was good, a fine warm-up, but I want the whole bit. I want to rub bare cunts. I want to nibble her cunt and hear her moan.
"Okay, clothes off," Terri said, drawing away from Dee's hand.
Dee nodded, dumbly. Her whole face was deeply flushed, she rose unsteadily to her feet and lifted the pajama top over her head. She loosened the band around her narrow waist and let the pajamas drop. A thin, pink bikini panty underneath surprised Terri.
But the sexiest thing about her whole body was her long, long legs! What a pair of beauties. What creamy, shapely pillars. The sweet curving of her ass fit exquisitely into those thighs that a lot of girls would give a fortune to own. And, she was self-conscious about such a pair of assets.
"Very sexy." Terri trilled, looking Dee up and down. Terri quickly hiked her jersey over her head, and wiggled out of her mini-skirt. She finished lowering the panty that Dee had pushed down. She unhooked her bra and let her tits out.
"Ohhh, you're the pretty one," Dee said. "And you know it."
"I'm glad you like me, honey," Terri smiled. She walked up to Dee and hugged her. Their tits met, and tingly thrills ran down Terri's body. This was more like it!
"Kiss me." Dee panted, shivering.
"Now, don't get all up tight, honey," Terri breathed, caressing Dee's pantied ass, rolling her sharp breasts into Dee's luscious tits. "We're going to play around and really enjoy this."
Dee was fighting and Fighting her innate modesty, her knowledge that this Lesbian business was terribly wrong. She hated herself for being attracted to another girl, but the memory of that first time with Terri, her real first time with anyone, drove her on.
"Honey, if you think this is going to spoil you for men, you're cockeyed," Terri murmured, spreading her thighs and pushing her hips close. "Lots of gals like it both ways. I do. This is just different and exciting. Don't let it throw you."
"I-I'm trying," Dee stuttered.
"Well, think sexy." Terri murmured, aiming her mouth at Dee's parted, tempting lips. "Relax and enjoy it. There's no danger. You won't get knocked up. Have fun."
Dee trembled as she felt the sensuous press of Terri's pussy on her cunt, the slide of naked tits together. She gasped as Terri's mouth claimed her lips, opening them, tasting them, sipping at them. Now the wiggly tongue slid into Dee's eager mouth, diving sexily in and out.
Feverishly, Dee gripped the other girl, drinking in the cozy, hot sensations, now grateful that she could have this pleasure. She had been denied mutual sex for so many years that she was famished for loving. She didn't know how far this playing and fooling around was going to go, but she couldn't resist it. Terri had to care a little, or she wouldn't be here.
I wonder how it would be with a man? she asked herself. I know I would feel better about it! But I'd be scared, too.
Suddenly a soft hand was slipping inside her pink panty, onto the steaming pussy-flesh. Dee felt the wetness gathering on her pussy-lips, she shuddered as clever fingers shaped her cunt, opening the tender cunt lips, diving inside.
Now tongue and finger were moving in rhythm, drawing thrills from her cunt and mouth. Her clitoris was very stiff and sensitive. Now Terri was playing with it. Ohhh. I'm going to have a climax-right now.