Chapter 6
Mona leaned back against the wet enameled bathtub wall and thrust her long, brown fingers into the pink flesh of her cunt meat. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, filling her mind with images of Fred Gold's naked body.
"I don't know," she thought to herself, plunging her fingers deep into her cunthole. "Maybe I'm just bored-but something about that honk-"
A sharp stab of pleasure interrupted her thoughts. She ground her bare ass into the wet bottom of the enormous tub, scissoring her extended . clit between her pussy probing fingers.
"Oh, Styles, oh, Melody," she murmured, waves of pre-orgiastic pleasure shooting through her wet, naked, chocolate-skinned form. She ran her free hand up the smooth, brown plane of her torso, and fingered a long, hard, black nipple.
The lips of her cunt swelled, and spewed lady juice into the warm, soapy bathwater.
"Is this a private party," a soft voice said.
She jerked her head around sharply and smiled as she saw her friend Melody standing over her. Melody had pulled aside the glass door shower curtain, and was smiling at Mona's naked form.
"Hey, baby," said Mona softly, looking with obvious lust at her friend. Melody was wearing a pair of panties and a tee-shirt top. Wisps of black pussy hairs peeped out from under the hem of the undergarment. The points of her nipples showed clearly through the thin material of the tee shirt. Mona felt an immediate, hot, stab of lust for the tall, light-skinned woman.
"You look lonely in there, all by yourself," said Melody, her voice dripping with lust.
"Oh, it's such a big tub," said Mona with mock sadness.
Mona pulled the tee shirt off her lean, hard frame. Mona ran the tip of her tongue over her lush, red lips at the sight of Melody's naked breasts. The black nipples extended from the tan-skinned, cone shaped mounds of female flesh. Slowly and temptingly, Melody drew the panties down her supple thighs.
"Come on in, honey," Mona cooed, staring at the taller woman's naked cunt. Melody raised her leg high as she stepped into the tub, giving Mona a good look at the sweet sight of the swelling flesh of her naked cunt lips.
"Let me wash your front," said Melody, dipping her naked buttocks into the greyish, soapy bathwater. She picked up a bar of soap lying on the side of the tub and rubbed the soap tightly into her palms. Then she pressed her hands into Mona's bare shoulders, and began working the soap into the whore's chocolate-brown skin.
"Oh, your hands feel SO good," Mona cooed, arching her back and thrusting her large, round breasts forward.
Melody slid her hands down and pressed her palms tightly against the brown skin of Mona's breasts. She murmured to herself as the long black nipples dug into her light-tan palms, then rubbed the soap in slow, swirling circles around the smooth plain of Mona's stomach.
Mona shoved her hand into Melody's crotch. Melody spread her legs apart, and Mona shoved her fingers into the swelling, juicing lips of the taller whore's cunt. She pushed aside the wrinkled, swollen folds of pussymeat and shoved her horny fingers into Melody's throbbing cunt hole.
"Oh, you black bitch!" said Melody, grasping Mona's bare, wet sides with impassioned fingers.
"Black bitch yourself, yellow gal," said Mona, assuming a mock southern black accent. She leaned her head forward and pressed her thick, red lips tightly over Melody's mouth. Melody thrust her tongue forward and slid the hot, wet, meaty flesh in between Mona's parted teeth.
Mona closed her lips tightly over Melody's invading tongue, and began to suck hard at the horny, wet meat. Melody clamped her hands tightly over Mona's breasts, digging her tan fingers into the chocolate brown skin.
Melody shot her tongue out of Mona's mouth, and dropped her hands from her naked, wet tits.
"Let's you get out of that tub right now, whore," she said, her voice hoarse with lust.
Mona rose silently out of the bathwater, tiny bubbles of soap hanging from the points of her long, hard, black nipples. Melody leaped out of the tub and seized a huge bath towel.
"Let's get you all nice and dry," she cooed.
Mona stood in the center of the tiled bathroom floor and stretched out her long, supple, chocolate brown arms. Melody wrapped the towel around her naked form, and began pressing the terry cloth material into her flesh.
"Oh, you sweetheart," gasped Mona, as Melody rubbed the towel over her naked breasts.
Melody pulled the towel off Mona's naked frame.
"You're dry enough," she said lustily, her eyes filled with the naked flesh of the young whore.
She quickly rubbed the towel over her own nudity and dashed out of the bathroom.
"Hey, where are you going," said Mona with a laugh.
"Guess," said Melody, turning her head as she dashed out of the bathroom. Mona ran after her, forgetting Styles' prohibition of nudity in the front room.
Melody dashed into Mona's bedroom. Mona followed her in, and threw herself down on her large double bed. A flash of jealousy cut through the passion flooding through Melody's body.
"Number one woman got it all," she thought grimly.
Melody was the number two woman in the stable. Her own room was only slightly less lavish than Mona's, but she resented somewhat the added touches. Then she gazed at Mona's naked frame lying on the large bed, and her lusts took over again.
"So what you got for me," said Melody, parodying the street accents she had been raised with.
"So come and see," said Mona, deliberately making her voice sound higher-pitched than it actually was.
She raised her knees and spread her brown thighs wide apart. Melody threw herself belly down on the satin sheets and slid between Mona's outspread limbs.
Mona raised her feet off the surface of the bed and wrapped her legs around Melody's tan-skinned, naked form. Melody plunged her face into Mona's crotch, sucking gobs of swollen, wrinkled pussy flesh into her mouth.
Mona pressed her shoulder blades into the sheet and pressed the insides of her thighs tightly against Melody's head.
Melody poked her tongue into the chocolate-skinned whore's cunthole, pressing the soft, meaty tip of her tongue against the quivering walls of Mona's cunt.
"Oh, give it to me!" Mona wailed, pressing the back of her head into the satin smoothness of the sheet.
Melody shot her arms up and clamped her hands over Mona's large, round breasts. The hard, long, black nipples dug into her palms as she pressed her face hard against the girl's crotch.
Melody jerked her tongue out of Mona's cunt hole. Mona raised her feet up off of Melody's naked, tanned-skinned back and lifted her legs high in the air. She raised her head and shoulders up, and seized her ankles, bending her passion wracked body into a bow shape. i
Melody pulled her hands away from Mona's breasts and pressed her fingers tightly into the backs of Mona's thighs. She pressed her face to the chocolate skinned girl's ass crack. Mona cried out in passion as Melody rammed the hot, wet, meat of her tongue into the tender, sensitive flesh of Mona's anus. She rocked slightly, her back pressed into the sheet as Melody's tongue probed her ass-hole.
"My cunt, my cunt," gasped Mona, releasing her grip on her ankles and letting her feet drop onto Melody's back.
Melody jerked her tongue out of Mona's ass hole and pressed her lips to the wrinkled folds of flesh just below her pelt of wiry black pussy hairs. Almost of its own accord her tongue found the tiny flap of skin over Mona's clit, and poked the protective sheath of female flesh aside.
"Yeah!" cried Mona sharply.
Melody grazed the hardened love bud with her lips. She shoved two fingers into the whore's cunthole and pressed hard against her quivering vaginal walls.
She felt the walls of Mona' cunt contract and begin to suck at her lips. She shoved her free hand into Mona's ass crack and rammed a horny finger into her ass-hole, the pink, tender flesh wet with her saliva.
The phone rang shrilly. Mona jerked her head up, startled, her passions cut short just as they were rising to orgiastic heights.
"Oh, what the fuck!" she cried out angrily.
"You just lay here and keep your pussy warm," said Melody, "I'll get it." She jumped quickly off the bed, knowing how angry Styles would get if they flubbed a phone call.
"Remember," he said to them, "You don't know if it's important until you pick up the damned receiver and find out!"
Melody's body shuddered with passion as she dashed out of Mona's bedroom.
A quiet, educated-sounding voice asked for Mona as she picked up the receiver.
"Hold on, honey," said Melody sweetly. "I'll get her for you."
She put the receiver down carefully and ran back into the bedroom.
"It's for you, honey," she said, smiling at Mona's naked form. "Didn't give his name."
Mona remembered with a start that Fred was supposed to call her this afternoon.
"Now what the fuck," she muttered loudly, steeping off the bed. She darted a slender arm into her clothes closet and pulled out a bathrobe. Draping the robe she dashed out of the bedroom and ran to pick up the phone.
"This should be interesting," thought Melody. She slipped out of the bedroom and ran into the room Styles used on the rare occasions when he wanted to sleep alone. She picked up the extension phone, hoping that Mona wouldn't hear the soft click.
"Good," she thought, the silence in the receiver indicating that Mona had not as yet answered the call. She sat down on Styles' unusually small bed and pressed the receiver tightly against her ear.
"Hello, Mona?"
"Speaking. Who is this, please?"
Melody smiled grimly. "Mona's sure learned her lines well," she thought to herself. Although she liked the young whore, she could never get over the differences in their backgrounds. She was painfully aware that
Mona had in her childhood the things her poverty-stricken background could never give her.
"Hi, it's me, Fred. Sorry I couldn't call any earlier."
"Oh, that's fine, Fred honey. You just would have woke me up-we sleep pretty late around here."
Melody jerked the phone away from her mouth, unable to contain her gasp of amazement.
"Goddamn," she thought, "sounds like missy's stepping out!" She clamped the phone receiver tightly over her ear and pressed her buttocks tightly into the softness of Style's mattress.
Fred chuckled. His uneasiness when he was dialing Mona's number had faded rapidly. Although he sounded casual, he had spent the whole day agonizing over whether or not to call the young black woman. The sound of Mona's seductive voice made him glad he had called. He leaned back in his swivel chair, a broad smile crossing his face.
"So what time will you be free," he asked, glancing at his watch.
Mona paused for a moment, running her schedule through her mind.
"Hows 'bout two," she said.
"Great! Anyplace special?"
"You pick it"
"okay, it'll be a surprise-Oh, I'm sorry, no pun intended."
Mona laughed shrilly. "Well, I guess it's about time you surprised me."
"So meet me in front-"
"Do you think that's a good idea?"
"Ah, no. Not at all."
"So you're ashamed to be seen with me?"
"Oh, cut the crap! You look as much like my wife as she doesunless you decide to dress up as a hippy."
"My tan's a little deeper."
Melody gripped the edge of the bed tightly. A grim smile spread across her light-tan, angular features.
"I have me a story to tell," she muttered to herself. "Mona's my friend and all, but where I come from-"
Her thoughts trailed away as she considered the difference between friendship and a better place in the stable's tough pecking order.
"Sorry, Mona honey," she thought. She leaned back, propping herself up on her forearms, cradling the phone receiver on her shapely shoulder.
"You missed your calling," said Fred with a chuckle. "You should have been a black comedian."
"Well, I sure have made that, considering all the clowns I've been with."
"Oh, ho! So you think I'm a clown?"
"Yes, a harlequin. You ought to wear bells on your shoes!"
"Remind me to remind my secretary to order a set. Pointed hat, too?"
"Of course. Say, don't you have any work to do?"
"Who me? I'm an executive. You trying to chase me off the phone?"
"Yup. Kind of busy." Mona giggled as she spoke.
"okay, then. Where'm I going to see you."
"Hows 'bout by the hotel? We both know where it is."
"okay, then. Bye."
"Bye," said Mona softly, hanging up the phone. A feeling of strange excitment flashed through her chocolate covered form. She walked swiftly back into her bedroom, her lusts rising as she thought of Melody's waiting nakedness.
Melody heard the click as Mona hung up the phone. She dashed swiftly out of Styles' room, and into the bathroom.
"I'll be with you in a minute," she called out.
Mona walked back into her bedroom and threw off the silk robe. Naked, she lay out on the large bed, brushing her chocolate brown fingers against the swelling lips of her cunt.
Melody stepped in a few minutes later. She tossed off the robe she was wearing and threw herself down next to Mona. Mona rolled over on her side. Melody turned to face her. Mona arched her shoulders back, thrusting her large, round breasts into Melody's cone shaped boobs.
Melody pushed her head forward, her lush, sensuous lips ramming into Mona's mouth. Mona darted her tongue forth, and Melody sucked the hot, wet, meaty flesh into her mouth.
Mona rubbed her long, black nipples against the flesh of Melody's cone shaped mounds of female black flesh. Melody slid her hands between their locked together bodies and seized Mona's nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
Melody closed her lips tightly over Mona's invading tongue, rubbing her hardened tits with impassioned fingers. Mona murmured over the tongue in her mouth and wrapped her arms around Melody's tan-skinned frame.
Melody thrust her hips forward, rubbing her cunt hairs against Mona's pussy pelt. Melody poked Mona's tongue out of her mouth and planted her lips to the graceful curves of Mona's neck. Mona cooed with pleasure as Melody rubbed her lips down the smooth, chocolate brown plain of her torso.
Mona lifted her head and shoulder off the surface of the mattress as Melody sucked her hair-covered brown pubis into her woman-hungry mouth. She twisted herself around and reached into the drawer of an antique night table by the side of the bed.
Fumbling, she dragged a long, sleek, vibrator out of the drawer. Melody curled herself up into a fetal position and twisted around completely. Her head was now at Mona's crotch, her twat by Mona's face.
Mona planted a hard kiss on Melody's cunt lips as the light-tan skinned woman rammed her head into Mona's woman hungry twat. Mona lifted her thigh and crushed the supple, brown flesh onto the side of Melody's head. She sucked the wrinkled flesh of Mona's pussy into her mouth, draping her arm over Mona's buttocks.
Mona jerked her face away from Melody's crotch and flicked on the vibrator. Melody heard the familiar, purring noise and murmured passionately into Mona's cunt.
Mona rubbed her Finger over the bullet-shaped head of the vibrator, making sure that the motor was turned up to its most intense speed. She placed the head of the vibrator to Melody's cone shaped breast.
Melody's body jerked at the touch of the quivering plastic to her black bud nipple. She began sucking furiously at Mona's swollen, juicing cunt meat.
She ran the vibrator over the tanned surface of Melody's breasts slowly, pressing the head of the vibrator tightly into the supple woman flesh. Melody's body shuddered as she rammed her tongue against the quivering walls of Mona's pulsating pussy.
Mona pressed the vibrator head into the supple skin of Melody's smooth, firm stomach. Melody dug her fingers into Mona's buttocks, then slid her impassioned, woman-wanting digits down the lining of wiry hairs covering the walls of Mona's ass crack. She raised her thigh as Mona slid the vibrator down her wiry black pulsating pussy pelt.
Mona pressed her lips tightly into Melody's cunt hairs. She placed the quivering, humming head of the vibrator to the pink, wet, hot lips of Melody's cunt. The taller, tan skinned woman's body shook violently as Mona caressed her cunt flesh with the plastic instrument of pleasure.
Melody slid her finger into the pink, tender flesh of Mona's anus. Mona shoved the vibrator deep into Melody's cunt hole. Melody cooed into Mona's cunt, and pressed her lips to the quivering pussy meat just below Mona's pelt of wiry black pussy curls.
"Oh, honey!" gasped Mona, pushing the head of the vibrator tightly against the passion-wracked walls of Melody's cunt. Melody lowered her leg, pressing the supple skin of the inside of her tan thigh to Mona's invading hand and crushing her cunt lips against the vibrator.
Melody poked aside the tiny flap of skin over Mona's clit. She rammed the hot, wet, woman wanting meat of her tongue over Mona's love bud.
Mona cried out sharply, jerking her wrist forward and pushing the head of the vibrator against the back wall of Melody's cunt. Melody rubbed her thigh against Mona's hand.
Melody rubbed her lips over Mona's hardened love bud, feeling the walls of her cunt contract and suck at her lips and chin. Waves of orgiastic pleasure flooded her body as the vibrator worked its way around the inside of her hot, throbbing cunthole.
Mona's ass-hole tightened in a crushing, vise-like grip around Melody's probing finger. Come spewed out onto Melody's lips and chin as Mona climaxed, sighing loudly. Mona jerked her hand up and rammed the head of the vibrator into the quivering flesh at the top of Melody's pussy gash. Melody jerked her head out of Mona's crotch.
"Give it there!" she cried out passionately.
"Sock it to me!"
Mona twisted her wrist and rammed the vibrator into the wrinkled folds of flesh in which Melody's clit was buried. Melody pressed her arms tightly around Mona's passion-wracked form as the vibrator brought her to a slow, flaming climax.
Melody jerked her crotch away from Mona's hand, rolled over and lay flat on her back, her breath coming in deep heaves.
Mona's chocolate brown form was covered with sweat. She clicked off the vibrator and laid down next to her on the sweat and come stained sheet. "Nice little toy you've got there," said Melody, gasping. Her breasts jounced back and forth as her torso heaved with her deep breaths.
"Isn't it cute," said Mona, staring at the plastic instrument. It's white surface glistened from its coating of lady juice.
"Let me see," said Melody, stretching out a tan-skinned arm.
She picked up the vibrator gingerly, and held it under her nose.
"Smells like pussy," she said with a chuckle.
Mona lay back on the bed, raising her knees and spreading her legs wide apart.
Melody raised herself up on all fours and crawled over Mona's spread-eagled form, clutching the vibrator tightly. She twisted herself around, planting her knees on either side of Mona's head.
Mona reached up her arms and grasped Melody's hips tightly. Melody flicked on the vibrator and began running the humming, quivering plastic head along the smooth, chocolate brown plane of Mona's stomach.
Melody lowered her body slightly, letting her nipples brush against Mona's naked, melon-like breasts. Mona pulled her bare twat down to her woman-hungry mouth and clamped her lips tightly over the swollen pink meat of Melody's cunt.
Melody curled her arms around Mona's upraised, outspread thighs and ran the vibrator head along her supple, sensuous flesh. Mona wriggled, ramming her tongue deeply into Melody's cunt hole. She pressed her fingers into the firm skin of Melody's buttocks, pulling aside the cheeks of the tan skinned woman's ass.
Melody brushed the high-speeded head of the vibrator across the swollen meat of Mona's twat. Mona shuddered, ramming her tongue against the pulsating walls of Melody's pussy.
Melody shoved the vibrator into Mona's cunt. Mona cried into Melody's pussy opening, then shoved her lips up, clamping her mouth to the cunt meat at the top of Melody's gash.
Melody slid the vibrator penis-like in and out of the throbbing, juicing hole of Mona's cunt. Mona rubbed her lips over Melody's tiny, hardened love bud.
"You got it!" gasped Melody. She jerked her wrist up and planted the vibrator head over the skin folds in which Mona's organ of female pleasure was growing hard. Deftly, she reached her other hand into Mona's crotch.
Groping, her fingers found the tiny flap of skin covering Mona's clit. She poked the tiny flap of protective female flesh aside and rammed the head of the vibrator onto the quivering love bud.
Mona's whole body shuddered violently with orgiastic passion. The touch of the vibrator to her little love bud sent a wave of passion through her naked, chocolate-brown body. She grazed her teeth over Melody's clit, and felt the walls of her cunt begin their familiar suction against her lips and chin.
Melody wailed loudly, pressing the pointed tip of the vibrator right down on Mona's clit.
Come spewed out onto Mona's lips and chin. She jerked her head out of Melody's cunt, feeling the walls of the woman's cunt cease their orgiastic contractions.
She pressed her shoulders into the sheet, opened her mouth wide and let out a long, low, wail of passion. Melody jerked the vibrator out of her twat and rolled over, laying out next to her. Their naked, black bodies were covered with sweat.
"So what was that phone call of yours, anyway," gasped Melody, stretching out her long, supple arms.
"Oh just some business matter for Styles," said Mona casually. A tingle of fear crept through her as she realized the implications of her meeting with Fred. And lover or not, she wasn't going to tell Melody what was going down. She forced herself to sound casual, bored even with having to answer the phone.
"Like what," asked Melody with a yawn. She found herself fascinated by Mona's attempt to cover her tryst.
"Girl sure knows how to keep her cool," she thought, turning her gaze to the naked black body lying next to her on the bed.
"I, I'm not sure exactly," said Mona, silently cursing herself for not writing up some kind of makeshift message.
"Melody, I love you," thought Mona, "But I know you'd run right to Styles with all the bad news."
Mona's feeling of unease was heightened by the fact that she didn't know exactly what Styles would do to her. She was sure that he wouldn't like his number one woman stepping out on him. But she had never known him to beat or act violent towards her or any of the girls.
"Just what does he do," she thought, brushing her fingers along the sensuous flesh of Melody's arms. A couple of times a whore had been caught in some transgression or other. Styles called her into his room. They would emerge about fifteen minutes later, the whore crying and saying that she shouldn't have done what ever it was that made Styles displeased with her. But the woman bore no signs of beating whatsoever.
"Anyway," Mona continued, "It seemed to be some kind of salesman. I left a message in Styles' room."
Melody looked up at the ceiling and smiled.