Chapter 7
Maggie thought Karen meant she had to suck the other women off. "Well, why not?" she panted. "Now that I've sucked one pussy, I might as well suck them all. Give me a minute to catch my breath, then I'll do you."
"Do you really want to do us?" Karen asked.
"Sure, why not? Isn't that what you meant?"
"No, I meant we each get to eat your pussy," Karen replied. "But, if you want to do us, we can do both at the same time."
Debra said, "You just lie right there, darling, and we'll take turns. One sucking your pussy and one sitting on your face until everyone has done both."
Maggie laughed. "You've already had your turn! Don't be greedy."
"Why not?" Debra wanted to know. "Your pussy is so sweet and tasty. And you ate my pussy so well. Why shouldn't I get a crack at both again? The night is young, and I haven't cum nearly as much as I want."
"Talking about cracks makes me horny," Marie said.
"You're always horny," Barb rejoined.
Maggie said, "Well, somebody better get aboard. This train is ready to leave the station."
Karen promptly claimed Maggie's pussy and a mad scramble developed among the other women to see who would sit on her face first. In the ensuing half hour, Maggie lost track of the number of times she came as one woman after another brought her off and she licked a succession of clits.
She tried to distinguish between the women. They changed places so quickly and blocked her view with their crotches, that she had to go by the color of their muffs for identification. Debra and Barb were true blondes, Karen, Marie and Jessie were brunettes, so the only one she could unequivocally identify was Ruth, with her coal-black bush.
"No more," Maggie pleaded as one woman got off her face and before another one could fill her mouth with pussy. She pushed the head from between her legs and closed them quickly to protect her overly sensitive clit.
The women crowded around Maggie, all trying to hug her at the same time. They wound up in a tangled heap with Maggie somewhere in the middle, surrounded by firm tits, shapely legs and soft feminine flesh.
"God, I thought you were going to drive me crazy," Maggie said. "How many of you went around twice?"
"We all did, darling!" Jessie cackled. "You have such a delicious pussy, and the way you use your tongue is absolutely delightful! I think you told a little white lie when you said you've never sucked cunt."
"No, I told the truth," Maggie insisted. "A woman who has been sucked off a lot should know how to please a woman, shouldn't she?"
"Good point," Karen said. "I remember the first time I licked clit, I knew just what to do. We'd better let her rest for a few minutes. Let's move over to the side and see what we can do with each other."
Maggie lay quietly for a few minutes. Then, with notions of sucking on Barb's big tits floating through her mind, she crawled to the pile of bodies a few feet away.
Jessie had her head between Barb's legs, busily licking the blonde's clit. Marie knelt by the big-titted woman, zealously sucking and licking one of her colossal tit mounds. Ruth squatted over Barb's face, feeding her a generous helping of hot twat. Maggie latched onto Barb's other tit and joined the fun.
The action stopped again after Barb had cum three or four times so everyone could catch her breath.
"Live and learn," Maggie said. "I had no idea what goes on at these parties. Do your husbands know?"
"Mine doesn't," Jessie said. "He'd pitch a fit if he did. He thinks we play bridge and drink coffee and gossip. He won't even let me own a vibrator."
"Yeah, tell me about it," Maggie said. "My husband threw mine away on our honeymoon.
Said he didn't need competition from a piece of plastic."
Ruth said, "My husband uses a vibrator on me once in a while. He isn't wild about the idea, though. The only reason he doesn't tell me to get rid of it is because he thinks I won't go after another man as long as I have a vibrator."
"Does he know you go after other woman?" Barb asked.
"Good God, no!" Ruth exclaimed. "That would really blow his mind. A woman has to get her pussy eaten somewhere, doesn't she?"
Maggie looked at Karen. She smiled coyly and winked. Maggie didn't know if the wink was meant to imply they shared a secret, if they both knew that Jake did things that would make the other women jealous and Karen didn't want to let the cat out of the bag.
Barb said, "We don't have to go play the same little games with each other we play with men. At least in our group. I don't know how it is otherwise. I've never done it with a girl anywhere but here."
"Games shouldn't be necessary," Marie said. "Men don't seem to understand that a woman knows in the first few minutes if she's going to fuck. They think they have to play all sorts of games to get us in the sack. I know that where I'm concerned, they talk themselves right out of a piece of ass more often than not. I mean, if they'd just relax and keep their mouth shut, they'd get what they want with no trouble."
"Why, Marie what would your staid banker husband think if he heard you talk that way?" Ruth chided.
"He's the staid banker," Marie replied. "I'm not. I like cock and pussy, and I intend to get as much of each as I can before I'm too old to enjoy it."
"I agree with Marie," Ruth said. "But how do we let men in on the secret? If we come on too strong, they get scared, and when they get scared, they can't get the damn thing up. What good is a soft cock?"
"Maybe that question sums up why we have these little parties," Jessie said. "I don't have the answer. I just do the best I can. But I have to admit, it sometimes get tiresome."
"Ruth, do you actually sell those gadgets you brought tonight?" Maggie asked.
"Sure do. A girl needs a little pocket money her husband doesn't know about, doesn't she?"
Maggie remembered Jake's commentary about supposedly virtuous women being play-for-pay girls wherever there was a demand for their services. She was learning a lot about her little town.
"I'd like to buy one of those large vibrators and one of the dildos," she said. She looked at her sister and grinned. "With the harness, of course. I don't intend to use it on myself."
Ruth asked, "Flesh-colored or black?"
"Oh, flesh-colored, I guess. Debra, do you think I'd look good with a cock? One that looked as if it really belonged to me?"
Karen snickered. "Just as suspected. If you get tired of fucking your sister, you can always come see me for some fun and games. Hell, you can come see me anyway! I'd love to get fucked by you."
"So would I!" Barb exclaimed. She gave Maggie a significant look and smiled.
Karen looked at her watch. "I hate to break up the party, girls, but my husband will be coming home soon."
"And you want to fuck him in private," Marie said dryly.
"I'm afraid to let you girls get your hands on him," Karen said with a laugh. "I'm not ready to bury him, even with a smile on his face."
Maggie dressed hurriedly and got her gadgets from Ruth. Then everyone said good night and left.
"So, what do you think?" Debra asked as they drove away.
"About the party?" Maggie knew she meant the party. She wanted a couple of moments to collect her thoughts. "Well, it certainly wasn't what I expected."
"I know that. Any second thoughts about what we did? Any regrets?"
"No, no regrets," Maggie said firmly. "I enjoyed myself. As to second thoughts, what does this do to our relationship? As sisters. As best friends."
"We can't change the fact that we're sisters, darling," Debra laughed. "That's a genetic fact. As to best friends, I think it strengthened our relationship. What better way for two good friends to express their closeness? You enjoyed it, I enjoyed it, so what else is there?"
"We'll do it again, you know."
"I sure as hell hope so!"
"I'm going to call Jake tomorrow and set a time for us to get together. Let's surprise him. We won't tell him we're lovers. Sometime during our fooling around, we'll do each."
"You don't really care about surprising him. You're up to something, aren't you?"
"Yes. I want to see how he reacts. I think it would be fun to have him and Karen together. Both of us, I mean. I think he can handle three women."
"Particularly if they also do each other and take a little of the load off him, huh? What if he doesn't know his wife is bi?"
Maggie shrugged. "He's going to find out sooner or later. They're both too sexual to hide it very long."
"What do you hope to prove?"
Maggie chuckled. "Not a damn thing. Why do I have to prove something? I just want to have fun. I like your idea of the girls having a night out. No reason we have to limit ourselves to other women. Including a man now and then adds to the fun."
Debra was silent for a few minutes, then said, "What do you think of Barb?"
"She's hot. I have the feeling she's ready to branch out on her own. Maybe even include her husband. Know anything about him?"
"Not much. He's a good-looking hunk. Interesting bulge in his pants. Reserved."
"Still waters run deep," Maggie said, repeating the old cliché. "Maybe I'll find out one of these days."