Chapter 10
The car ran just fine-and Jacqui purred like a kitten with a bowl of fresh cream. She and the mechanic had gotten it on more times than she could remember. Only the incredible warmth still glowing in her pussy and up her ass hinted at the real intensity of their hour-long fuck fest.
The blonde was bubbling over with the thrill of discovery. She had been bored with her life and hadn't realized it. Now that she had unleashed the genie of her own lust and had found how easy it was to get all the sex she wanted, she wanted to share it.
"Sandra, you've got to hear about this." As much as Jacqui loved the feel of a man's prick driving between her ass cheeks to ream out her rear passage, or slipping wetly up her twat, she kept thinking of what she and Sandra had done.
Jacqui had never even thought she'd get off on another woman before that day. Yesterday?
The day before? Jacqui couldn't even remember. She had always fantasized about a man sweeping her up in his arms and carrying her off, to put her down and then fuck her until she begged for more. That had been a wonderful dream.
Living it was even better. But what she and Sandra had done passed beyond even her imagination, and that appealed so much to her.
Jacqui knew she could never give up men and their precious, wonderful pricks. She was a woman who loved a man and the feel of a man fucking her, but the dimensions of her sexuality were expanding. Sandra was a part of that new territory she wanted to explore.
Braking hard, the blonde jumped from the car and dashed over to her neighbor's house. She hesitated for a moment before knocking at the kitchen door. The inner door was open so that only the screen was locked. She remembered the night before when she had come over.
Sandra and her husband Ken had been getting it on and she had spied on them. Even this had excited her, but she couldn't say why. Had it been the way she had seen what was going on, or had she wanted to be part of a couple fucking their brains out? The two hockey players had taken her both at the same time, but what would it be like to have a three-way with a man and another woman?
Especially when the woman was the sultry red-haired Sandra?
Jacqui started creaming just thinking about it, rubbing her thighs together trying to get some much needed sexual relief.
"Hey, Jacqui, come on in," called Sandra, seeing her through the screen door. "What have you been up to? I hear you roaring in and out like some drag racer, but you've made yourself pretty scarce."
Jacqui licked her lips and wondered if she ought to mention the last time she was over. She decided to keep that a secret. It was one thing fucking where everyone could see-and wanting to do it-and having someone sneak up and peer in. Jacqui doubted Sandra would mind, but she didn't know what Ken would think.
He seemed a pretty cool guy, but she didn't know him that well.
"I've got to tell you all about the last couple days," Jacqui gushed. She took a deep breath and launched into telling her friend of all she had done. She was flushed and out of breath by the time she finished telling about the mechanic and how they had fucked in the car jacked up on the hydraulic rack.
"Wow, you have been busy," Sandra said, her emerald eyes gleaming. "Listening to it has made me so horny, you wouldn't believe it!"
"I'd believe," Jacqui said, licking her lips slowly and being sure Sandra saw the action. With deliberate movement, she ran her fingers up under the edge of her red knit tank-top, then began peeling it away from her pendulous tits.
A bit of creamy white flesh showed. Then a nipple. Then the entire tit. Jacqui enjoyed the way Sandra responded. The redhead was getting turned on watching the slow striptease, as much as she had listening to all the sexy things she had done.
"You've put a lifetime of experience into a couple days," Sandra said. She sounded calm, but Jacqui knew different. A flush rose to the red-haired woman's throat and up to her face as passions mounted. And the tiny buttons that were her nipples pressed hard against her crisp white blouse.
Most telling of all was the tiny wet spot at the crotch of her tight, tight shorts.
"I need to live even more. What do you suggest?" Jacqui tossed aside the red top and stood naked to the waist in front of her friend. Sandra came over and reached out. Jacqui closed her eyes when the redhead touched her boobs.
Tiny tingles aroused her, but Jacqui needed more. The fucking she had gotten from the mechanic had whetted her appetite for intense sex, not for itsy-bitsy stimulation.
"I want more," she told Sandra. "Anything. Do anything you want!"
"Anything?" Sandra's eyes sparkled at the idea. She bent and licked and kissed Jacqui's nipples, then turned and fumbled in a drawer.
"Ever see one of these before?" Sandra asked, her breath coming harshly now, as her desires mounted.
"Not really. What do you do with it?"
"I strap it on and then fuck you," Sandra said, holding up the dildo for Jacqui to see. It was ten inches long and thick, as thick as any man who had ever entered Jacqui up the ass or pussy. Straps dangled. It didn't take Jacqui long to figure out they were used to fasten around the waist to hold the artificial cock in place.
"I don't want you using it on me," she said slowly. "I want to do it to you!"
Sandra handed over the dildo and quickly got down to stripping off her tight shorts. Jacqui blinked as she watched her friend get naked. The creamy white skin seemed to flow like silk as the curves of her ass emerged from the shorts. The deep crevice hid her tightly puckered ass-hole, and then Sandra turned around.
The fierce red fur of her snatch beckoned to Jacqui in a way. she had seldom known. She loved a man's cock-and now she had a chance to know what it felt like to be a man. At least a little.
"I'll get it on you," offered Sandra. She unsnapped Jacqui's jeans and worked them down her slender legs. As she went, she kissed and licked, turning the blonde on even more. When she stepped free, Jacqui was ready to strap on the dildo.
"I'll do that, too." Sandra, on her knees in front of Jacqui, edged even closer. She pressed her mouth into blonde muff and licked up the juices leaking from Jacqui's cunt. Then the redhead reached around and stroked over the smooth curves of her friend's ass cheeks.
Jacqui closed her eyes and let the sensations work their subtle way into her body. Hot breath, quick, darting pink tongue, the feel of womanly lips all over her pussy, it all excited her. And then she felt the belt tightening ground her middle as Sandra put the dildo on her.
"See how it works?"
Jacqui jumped when she realized this was more than just a simple dildo. A thick protuberance went into her own pussy. As she fucked Sandra, she would receive a measure of stimulation, too. The more she worked to get off Sandra, the more pleasure she would gain.
"Grease it," Jacqui ordered, enjoying the power she felt with the huge rubber organ bouncing in front of her groin. She levered her hips forward a couple times to get the feel of it. The portion of the rubber dong stuffed up her twat worked to arouse her.
"Now!" she cried. "Do it now!"
Sandra laughed with joy and hurried to obey. She smeared on petroleum jelly and then turned and bent over the kitchen table. For a moment, Jacqui stood and stared at the way her friend was so wantonly displaying her pussy. This was the same pose as when she had spied on Sandra and Ken.
"You wanted to do it, so do it!" cried Sandra. "Get it in and fuck me!"
Jacqui stepped forward, gripping the rubber cock and aiming directly for the red-furred slit opened so seductively for her. She planted her feet firmly, then thrust with her hips. She connected squarely with the doors to Sandra's inner reaches. The dildo sank full-length into the other woman's cunt and brought a shriek of pleasure to her lips.
"So big, always so big! Fuck me, do it, fuck me good!"
The redhead began grinding her hips, shoving her ass back into the curve of Jacqui's groin, trying to get even more of the dildo into her pussy. The blonde hesitated for a moment and then got into the proper motion. Fucking rather than being fucked was something new and wondrously different for her. She thrust forward and felt the shaft sink all the way up into her friend's cunny. Then she drew back.
That part Jacqui didn't like as much. It pulled the nubbin of a dildo from her own pussy and took away a little of the delight she felt. The pressure on the butt end of the dildo as she fucked forward filled her with sensations un-like anything she'd ever felt. The soft rubber covering her pussy lips and clit sent shivers of craving into her loins.
Her tits flopped around and promised more stimulation. Then Jacqui remembered her role. She wasn't a passive participant waiting for a man to do things to her. She was in control. She knew the power of a cock as she began swinging back and forth, sinking ever deeper with each thrust forward.
"Yes, yes, you're doing it right. Just what I need. Oh, yes, fuck me good!" pleaded Sandra.
Jacqui reached around and pushed her fingers into her friend's pussy mound. She found the tiny spire of pink, sensitive clit. She rubbed her finger over it as she continued to fuck with the dildo.
Sandra's passions rocketed as she diddled and fucked from behind. Jacqui closed her eyes and tried to sort out all the great emotions ravaging her own body. The weight of the rubber cock, the pressure on her own sensitive flesh, the way every thrust shoved a bit of the dildo up her own cunt-and the oily feel of her finger stroking Sandra's clit.
She loved this. Her hips took on a life of their own, swinging in and out. Lewd squishing sounds echoed through the kitchen as the artificial dong broke the incredible carnal suction formed between Sandra's moist pussy wall and the rubber length.
"I . . . I'm getting off," gasped out Jacqui, startled. The pressure against her pussy mound was hardly more than a man might apply with the palm of his hand, yet she was soaring in ecstasy. Everything about this dildo-fucking excited her.
"Faster, faster," urged Sandra. Her hands groped for the far edge of the table to pull her in tightly. Her legs split even more so Jacqui could ream her out with the dildo. And then she gasped and let the orgasm crash through her tender body.
Hearing, seeing, feeling the other woman's cum got Jacqui off again, this time even more intensely. She let her hips work on their own, and then she simply staggered back, drained emotionally.
"You're just like a man," complained Sandra. "You cum, then you go away. Get that thing back in me and keep fucking! It's not going to go limp!"
"Sorry," Jacqui said, stepping back up to reinsert the dildo, slick and shiny with Sandra's inner lubrication, back where it belonged. The redhead's pussy lips were trembling and ready for the entry, but Jacqui froze.
"A car," she said. "Outside. It's Ken."
"Hell, let him jerk himself off. Don't stop now!" pleaded Sandra.
"I can't. I mean, this is great, but what if he catches us?"
"There are lots of things Ken doesn't know, and that suits me just fine," Sandra said, but she was already rubbing her pussy and picking up her shorts to get dressed.
Jacqui was frantic to pull off the dildo and shove it back into the kitchen drawer. She barely pulled down her tank-top and got her jeans up when Ken came in.
"Hi," the tall, handsome man said. He looked at Sandra for a moment, then fixed his gaze on Jacqui. "How are you?"
"Just going," she mumbled.
"Hmm, funny," he said, smiling. "I thought you were just cumming."
Jacqui raced from her neighbor's house, embarrassed at almost being caught, yet strangely aroused by it all. Ken had to know what she and Sandra had been doing, yet wasn't pissed off. That appealed to her. A lot. She knew how Larry would react if he had been the one coming in.
"Larry," she snorted. "What a dud."
Not at all like Ken.