Chapter 6
The marriage proposal that had climaxed their stay at Tahoe had floored Cheri. Of course, Al Monte explained, his divorce would have to be finalized, but then he couldn't think of anything he would rather do than spend the time waiting for his divorce to go through while fucking Cheri at every possible opportunity. It did make a kind of sense, Cheri had to admit. Cheri's head was spinning on the plane all the way back to Portland, still spinning when she pulled into the driveway of her home Sunday night. Both Betty and Bob's cars were parked in front of the house, and she expected quite a scene as she unlocked and entered the front door. No scene awaited, at least not immediately. The lights were out in the living room and the kitchen, the house seeming curiously deserted. Then she noticed that there was a light dimly shining from Betty's door on the upstairs landing.
Cheri tapped quietly on Betty's door, and then swung the door open. Somehow, she had expected this, and knew that Bob and Betty had arranged the scene for her benefit, probably to teach her some kind of a lesson that she couldn't deny she needed being taught. They were both sitting up in bed, sheets pulled to their waist, and they were quite naked above the sheets.
"Hello, Cheri," Bob said with a sober expression on his face, "did you have a fun weekend? Betty and I certainly did. We've been continuously fucking since Friday night. I hope you had fun in Tahoe, cause you sure missed out on some serious screwing back here."
"I would prefer it if you didn't try and fuck with my mind," Cheri said, looking at her friend and her ex-lover, wishing that she was somewhere, anywhere else than here.
Bob smiled. "Oh, by the way," he said, "thanks for the note. Damned thoughtful of you, sweetheart. Didn't want me to worry, I guess."
Cheri looked at Betty and Bob. "You're right. I deserve everything I get. I'm not blaming you two, at all. I guess I could have presented it to you a little better, Bob. I guess I didn't have to leave you with the responsibility of handling the scene with Bob, either, Betty. I fucked up. I admit it. I seriously fucked up! What can I say? I'm sorry." And with that Cheri turned and left the room, and walked down the stairs. The fact of the matter was that she didn't quite know what she would do next. She did know that she didn't feel like spending the night at home. The situation with Bob might turn into an argument or, if it didn't, she would spend the night in her bedroom thinking about he and Betty screwing their brains out in the other room. She got into her car and drove around without any particular destination in mind, just traveling on winding side streets, going in circles until she discovered that by accident or by some design she was unaware of she had driven to Veronica's neighborhood, a rather ritzy, tree-lined suburb of Portland. She waited outside without going up to the house for a long time, not really sure if this was what she should be doing. Finally, deciding she would rather confront Veronica than spend a night in a motel, she walked up to the door.
Cheri knocked on the door and, after waiting a few moments, the door swung open. A girl stood in the doorway, but it wasn't Veronica.
"Oh, hi!" she said, smiling cheerily in counter' point to Cheri's somewhat shitty mood, "C'mon in ... Things are only just getting started ... Don't worry, you haven't missed anything...."
The girl standing in the door surprised her, but beyond that was her unusual dress. A towel, simply. That was all she was wearing, although Cheri couldn't think of any type of apparel that would have looked nicer or more appropriate on her.
She clutched the towel tightly to her body, trying to somehow get it to cover all the parts it was supposed to, but didn't quite. Her tits, for instance. Now those were certainly worth taking note of. They were big, and if she pulled the towel up to cover both of those big mounds, it slid off of her crotch hair which, by the way, was a lovely dark blonde, Cheri soon found out.
She followed her down the hall leading to Veronica's living room and couldn't help but admire the swiveling of the chick's full, firm ass-cheeks as she led the way. When they reached the living room she threw off the towel altogether, tossing it into a chair, uncaring of who saw her nakedness.
There were five women in the living room, all of them equally and wonderfully naked. A couple of them were standing and chatting casually, with drinks in their hand, and the others were sitting on the couch and a chair that had been pulled into conversational reach, looking like they were having a standard coffee klatch sans apparel. Veronica was one of the women that were sitting, and when she saw Cheri enter she quickly rose from the couch, and walked over to her.
"Cheri! What a surprise!" Cheri stared as Veronica approached her, nude, her eyes affixed to the jiggle of her two titan-sized tits, to the swaying of her big, black triangle of cunt-hair. "I was just having an intimate little gathering with a few of my closest friends ... I hope you can stay?" Intimate was right, Cheri thought!
Cheri stumbled over her answer, wondering, and yet knowing what she was getting herself into. "I ... Well, I'm not really....", then she blurted it out: "Veronica, do you have a few moments to spare to talk with me?"
Veronica could see that something was bothering Cheri. "Sure," she said. She turned to the naked assemblage. "Ladies, pardon us for a moment...."
Veronica took Cheri through a nearby doorway and into her bedroom. "It's the only part of the house that's private...."
Both of the women sat on the bed, Veronica crossing her legs underneath her, and Veronica said, "Spit it out, kid. What's bothering you? Is it the thing that's developed between you and me? If it is, I'll understand...."
"No, no," Cheri said, "at least, that's only part of it. It's just that in one stroke I seem to have alienated all of my friends ... and lovers ... and I didn't mean for it to happen that way, at all. See, I got involved ... I don't know if 'involved' is the right word ... with you, and of course that was great, and then Betty, my best friend, got all freaked out about that! I don't know exactly what the deal is, but I think she might have some kind of thing going for me that she never told me about. I told you that I'd had one lesbian encounter before? Well, that was with Betty, and although we never screwed again, maybe there was still some feeling lingering there with her. That was just the start, though. Then, I got 'involved' with this older guy named Al. Al Monte, he's a client of the firm. Do you happen to know him?"
"Al Monte?" Veronica said, her face betraying incredulity. "With him?"
Cheri nodded. "Yeah. Well, that blew up in my face when my boyfriend Bob found out that Al and I were spending the weekend up in Tahoe. Now, to get back at me, he and Betty are screwing around, and I don't know if they have something going, or whether it's just to spite me. The crazy thing is, I'm jealous! It's stupid, but that's just the way I feel, and I can't seem to do anything about it! And now, the topper. After our weekend at Lake Tahoe, Al asked me to marry him. Right out of the fucking blue he pops it on me! I just don't know what to do!"
"Look, sister," Veronica said, moving closer on the bed to Cheri, putting her arm around her in a gesture of sisterly concern, "don't be so fucking worried about what other people are doing or thinking, or who they're screwing. You'll drive yourself around the bend thinking like that! Don't worry about who anyone else is fucking and don't worry about whether I, or Betty, or whashisname are going to approve of who you're fucking, or marrying, or whatever! It's none of their-it's none of our fucking business. It's for you to decide." She placed her hand on Cheri's leg and rubbed it reassuringly, and perhaps a bit more than reassuringly. "The important thing sounds like this marriage bit ... Do you want to marry the guy, or are you just being railroaded into it? Al Monte has a ton of money, are you sure that that might not be influencing your decision just a little bit?"
"I don't know!" Cheri said, shaking her head, "I just don't know!"
"Good," Veronica said. "Then don't worry about it! You're going to need some more time to think about it. Can you tell him that? Can you put him off for a while, while you give it some consideration, just so you don't make some stupid fucking move that you're going to regret for the rest of your life."
"Yeah, I'm sure I can...."
"Okay." Veronica pulled Cheri close and hugged her, squeezing her naked tits against the other woman. "That wasn't so fucking difficult, was it? You just tell him to give you a little time to think about it, and in the meantime, you relax. It's your life, Cheri, don't let people shove you into and out of relationships...."
Cheri nodded, and then Veronica saw a little smile on her face.
"That's the way! Since you're here, I suggest you join the party. Want to? I want you to meet all the chicks and, my intuition tells me, that a nice drink would be just the thing to fix you up...."
Veronica and Cheri stood up, and then Veronica said, "But there's just one thing ... You're not exactly dressed for this party. You're a little overdressed, I would say ... She waved her hand, indicating her own naked body. "When in Rome?"
Cheri nodded, smiled again, and then began to strip. Veronica stood back as she watched, watched intently, as the other woman shed her clothes. Veronica found herself wanting to throw the little babe down on the bed and fuck her right then, to fuck her with her fingers, to fuck her with her tongue, but because she was hosting the party she had to beat the urge down, put it on hold until there was a better opportunity.
When Cheri was nude, Veronica said, "C'mon. This is your coming out party...."
When Veronica and Cheri walked into the living room there were actually a couple of wolf whistles from the girls! It was obvious to Cheri what this little group was; a lesbian party, but somehow she didn't feel uncomfortable with the fact. She found herself admiring the bodies, the faces of the women present and, much to her surprise, actually getting turned-on seeing them in the nude under such close circumstances and in such an intimate situation. Two of the women, sitting on the couch, were actually making out, feeling up each other's bodies as they kissed and touched and twined around each other.
"Hey, everybody," Veronica said, alerting the two who were obliviously involved on the couch, "I want you all to meet a friend of mine. This is Cheri. We work together and, well, I love her dearly."
It was nice, Cheri thought, that Veronica had omitted the fact that she was a lawyer and that Cheri was a lowly legal secretary. Now, that was a friend.
"Cheri," Veronica continued, "this is Cory...." Cory, the girl who had met her at the door wearing the towel, appeared to be the youngest of the group-nineteen, Cheri would have guessed, With a boyish, fresh beauty that Cheri was certain must have gotten a lot of studs interested in her, too.
"Nice to meet you, Cheri," Cory said, without rising from the couch, but offering Cheri a sweet smile that promised much more to come, that Chen thought seemed to say that the chick was very, very available.
"Cory is a physical education teacher, you could have guessed that from her body, right?" Veronica laughed. "She may look like an innocent little thing, but believe me, looks can be deceptive."
Still, Veronica spoke the truth about Cory's looks. Cory was a slight bit pudgy, but on her it looked great. Her high-thrust, big breasts, capped with big nipples of the purest pink, betrayed not a bit of sag And that blonde pussy, wow!
Where Cory was distinctly voluptuous, the next girl to be introduced was what Cheri might have termed feline. "Lisa, I'd like you to meet Cheri ... ' Lisa smiled sweetly, and Cheri realized she had to admire Veronica's taste in women. She was a small girl .delicately built, delicately featured, in her middle twenties, perhaps just a bit older than Cheri Those eyes ... Lisa had dark brown eyes, so dark that the pupils appeared black., actually a rather startling look. Those dark eyes went perfectly with Lisa's fair ivory skin, with her black hair that hung to her shoulders. Cheri lowered her eyes to take in Lisa's body. All of her seemed to be built to a slightly smaller scale than the other women. Her tits were placed high on her chest, pointed, capped by little dark nipples that invited lips to seek them out, to find. It seemed to Cheri that perhaps during the course of this party her own lips might search them out.
"And Margaret...." Veronica said, turning to the woman sitting in a nearby chair, "you and Cheri will find plenty to bitch about ... See, Margaret happens to be a legal sec, too...."
"I'm glad you could join us tonight, Cheri," Margaret said, standing to extend her hand and to gently take Cheri's. She was another girl, like Veronica, cast in that beautiful-severe mold, but unlike Veronica, she portrayed that same acidic beauty in the purest shades of blonde. She was tall, her long legs stretched out seemingly endlessly on the plush carpeting, and rather thin. There's a Nordic ball-buster for you, Cheri thought....
And the final girl in the group Veronica introduced as Sophie. Now this one was totally to Cheri's taste, another big blonde, but with a sensitiveness of features, a smallness of pink, upturned breasts that suggested an artistic nature, a delicateness of nature.
"Sophie is a construction worker...." Veronica said, shattering Cheri's preconception.
"Is Cheri the surprise you promised us, Veronica? If she is, I must say I'm not in the least bit disappointed!" Sophie said.
"Well," Veronica said, "Cheri's as much of a surprise for me as she is for the rest of you. She wasn't even invited, at least officially, but that was just because I didn't expect her to be in town tonight. Actually, now that she's here I guess I could bring out the surprise I promised ... Are you in the mood for a wild time, Cheri?"
It seemed to Cheri like she was-well, fuck, yes, she was sure she was-and she told her friend so.
"Then just a moment...." Veronica departed the group for a moment, the collective eyes of the group following the swaying of her ass-cheeks as she got up and then returned to her bedroom for the "surprise". The group buzzed on and on about what kind of a undoubtedly sexy treat Veronica might have in store for them.
"What do you think? Maybe she's got a guy in there, or maybe a bunch of guys ... Yeah, I'll bet that's it, some of those guys in hardhats that you see at the male strip shows...." Lisa said, to be greeted by boos and catcalls from the rest of the group.
"Some bondage junk, I'll just bet that's what it is," Sophie said, perhaps from wishful thinking. "Hey, that would be a surprise, right? Don't you think it would be kind of sexy to tie each other up and to have sex then?" The group didn't seem awfully responsive to that idea, either....
The surprise consisted of two featureless, hinged mahogany boxes. Veronica sat them on the coffee table in front of the couch and then stood back, let the women gather around and speculate about what might be in them.
Lisa decided she agreed with Sophie. "I" think bondage stuff, too. You know, straps and stuff like that...."
Cory whispered into Cheri's ear, perhaps a little wistfully, "I sure as fuck hope that they're both right....".
"Dildos. Got to be. You've got to take into consideration the size of whatever is in there. That's about the only thing that would fit into boxes that size." That was Margaret's guess.
Sophie picked up one of the boxes, lifted it, weighing it in her hands, shaking it like a child trying to figure out the contents of a Christmas present. "Maybe I'm going to change my guess. Maybe it's nose candy," she speculated. Veronica's a lawyer, she's got the bread for something like that. "Yeah, something for us to toot...."
Veronica had to smile. "Go ahead, ladies. I hope you like the surprise. Open the boxes up."
Cheri lifted the lid of the first mahogany box, to the accompaniment of the oohs and aahs of the women standing around her.
Inside were two dildos, one a relatively unadorned one, although none the less impressive for it, a flesh-colored plastic model run over the surface with thick veins, the other a shocking purple tinted plastic dong festooned with numerous rows of tickly-looking whiskers all up and down the sides.
"Evil looking bastards, ain't they, girls?" Veronica chuckled, pleased with the reactions of the recipients of her gifts. "I got them with all of you in mind...."
The second box was opened and it contained two non-identical twins to the first pair of plastic puds. One of them was a big red double dong, each end sporting a great, bloated slit prickhead that looked like it was ready to let fire with half-a gallon of machinist's oil, the other a glistening black giant of larger proportions than the other models, so big that a few of the girls voiced their misgivings about the-likelihood of that big fucker fitting up anybody's cunt!.
"That black monstrosity," Margaret said, "What I want to know is whether it will fit up a chick's hole? Are you sure, Veronica?"
Veronica smiled. "Not at all."
Margaret visibly swallowed.
Another chair was pulled near the sofa, and the girls all sat down, huddling together, passing the plastic peckers between them for examination.
Cory picked up the red, two-headed dildo, and raised it to eye level to look more closely at it. "Yes," she said appreciatively, "I think I can see some of the possibilities that this presents...."
Cheri had intercepted the huge black dong as it was being passed around, and was now holding it in her palm while her other hand caressed it, feeling the dark, silken finish, wondering what it would feel like to have that big, silken thing thrust deep into her.
Sophie took the plain, flesh-colored prick and rubbed it over her cheeks, looking like she was in seventh heaven. "Did I ever tell you girls that I used to like my old man to do this to me, to rub his cock on my face ... Yeah, I used to practically beg him to do that...." She brought the dildo lower, looking at it, then she ran a glistening trail of liquid up the venous length of it with her tongue, swirling it around, toying the tip of the pud with the tip of her tongue as if it was a real prick she was using her tongue on.
Sophie purred with pleasure as her tongue found the base of the big, swollen prickhead, and she ran tongue strokes up and down the long, bloated flesh-colored bulb of it.
"Mmmmm...." Cheri moaned, watching Sophie work her tongue over the head of the prick, and then Lisa leaned closer to her, lifted the black dildo out of her lap where she had sat it.
"You like that, do you, Cheri?" Lisa said, her eyes hooding lustfully, and then she took the black dildo and ran it over the top of Cheri's breasts, rubbing it in swirling circles, stopping before the black plastic got to Cheri's nipples.
Cheri purred with pleasure as the dildo moved over her naked breasts, and Lisa leaned close, watching as the other woman's nipples became taut, hardening and going spiky before her eyes. Cheri closed her eyes and lolled back on the couch, letting the other woman have an open holiday to do whatever she wanted with the dildo on her body.
Soon the motion, the erotic, swirling motion of the plastic pud had progressed down Cheri's tits, down her belly, to be slid and caressed over her upper legs and thighs.
Veronica, too, liked the looks of that action, and left her chair to join Lisa and Cheri. Veronica knelt at Cheri's feet and let her hands climb Cheri's legs, touching, caressing, while her mouth descended and she started to run long cat-like licks up and down Cheri's calves and legs.
Suddenly, seeing what the girls were doing, the game seemed to turn into a delicious, benign form of "get the newcomer".
Cory leaned over and, fascinated with Cheri's tits from the first moment she had seen them, now had her opportunity to sample them. And she did, with her fingers, her lips, her tongue; kissing, sucking, caressing. Sophie approached from the other side and brought her mouth to Cheri's, moaning as their lips met and her tongue dodged wetly, hotly into the other girl's mouth, kissing her.
Lisa had escalated her play to start toying the big, black boner over Cheri's dark-thatched pussy, rubbing it up and down, swirling it over the exterior of her pussy lips. Cheri simply could not control her pleasure as so many hands, so many mouths, so many surrogate members crawled over her. She just let her body go with the flow, her eyes closed, relaxing into the swirling, erotic sensations as the other women determined to give her a fucking like she had never had before.
Margaret was starting to drive Veronica mad with her attentions from behind. She had slid up behind the naked woman, and as Veronica subjugated herself, worshipping at the legs, the calves, the feet of Cheri, Margaret took a big handful of Veronica's long, dark-nippled tit, grasping it, working the nipple in her fingertips, while she angled the big purple dong into Veronica's hindquarters. Veronica was gasping for any number of reasons as Margaret probed with that plastic prick into her anus, then decided it wasn't going to work unless she eased its passage in some way. While Veronica kissed, licked, sucked at Cheri's feet and toes Margaret slid up behind her and started to lick her ass, wetting her ass-hole, shoving her finger into the other woman's anus to relax it. Then she licked the big, purple head of the dong and brought it flush with Veronica's up-thrust ass, shoving it, pushing it until it slid smoothly in and Veronica arched like she had been impaled. Margaret started pumping that dildo up Veronica's ass to the accompaniment of Veronica's loud gasps and moans:
"Oh, fuck! Oh, shit! In the ass! Fuck me right up my ass! Do it, harder, please!"
Lisa had seen the way that Margaret had lubed her dildo, and decided that that looked like fun, too. She slid off the couch and reached up to Cheri's crotch, spreading the cunt lips with her fingertips, bringing her mouth down and starting to lick and kiss and suck, liberally depositing her saliva into Cheri's pussycrack to ease the thrust of the dildo. There was no room at that beautiful watering hole for Sophie, so she took second best, sliding off the couch and joining Margaret, but to shove the dildo that she was clutching up Lisa. They could hear Lisa's muffled gasps and cries, muffled in Cheri's cunt, as Sophie drove the dong up her pussy from the rear.
The whole mass of women was a pumping, writhing, moaning tangle as they shifted, angled, threw a leg over to provide easier access of a dildo or a tongue or a finger to some hungry hole. And at the center of the cyclone of fucking was Cheri!
With a thrust lubricated by the passage her mouth had made Lisa drove that huge black boner into Cheri and she gasped and cried out. Shit, that plastic prong was bigger than any man's she had ever felt! Lisa started to rhythmically ram the boner in and out to the accompaniment of Cheri's rhythmic groans, going in cadence with the smooth passage of the other dildos as they worked this or that ass-hole or cunt. Cheri's eyes were closed, intensifying the sensations, as she was buffeted, molded by so many mouths, so many fingers, so many plastic pricks. One woman was having a field day eating out Cheri's mouth, sucking her extended tongue like it was a prick, while two other hands molded her tit like warm, sweaty clay. One tit was being licked, sucked, while that dildo just kept thrusting up her crotch channel, making her shiver with delight, making her head swirl with delirium, and driving her closer and closer to her explosion of ecstasy. She could feel one woman's hand snaked around her ass, clutching and probing her finger into her ass-hole to the beating of that dildo in her twat, and she could hear the continued rhythmic groans of the two woman kneeling in front of her and being rammed up the ass and the pussy by dildos.
The action just kept increasing, the woman just kept shifting, working other holes, fucking other women for what seemed to Cheri to be an endless amount of time until finally she didn't think she could take another moment before she exploded. But still those fingers kept coaxing, running over her tits, dabbling and twirling and torturing her clit, shoving up her ass-hole, plunging and probing, and that dildo kept slamming, slamming, slamming until a scream welled up deep in Cheri's chest and, as her whole body exploded in a nova of delicious fire she screamed her lungs out with the pleasure.