Chapter 6
Kathleen stood on the front porch and waited until Carole's car stopped. Then she walked to the car and held out her hand.
"Hi, Carole, I'm glad you could make it."
Carole shook Kathleen's hand and smiled brightly. "Well, as you said on the phone, we ought to get to know each other since we're neighbors."
"Come on, I'll give you a walking tour of the main ranch area. If you're up to it, we can ride out in the pasture and look at the stock. I have a gentle mare that won't run away with you."
"Honey, I have to hang onto a carousel horse," Carole laughed. "I'll settle for the walking tour. What I know about horses, you could write on your fingernail. I'm a city girl."
"If you're interested, I give riding lessons. Some of my best students are former city slickers."
"You know, you're not at all what I expected," Carole said.
"Oh, what did you expect? An ugly old crone with bowlegs?" r
"No, I knew you were beautiful. Josh said he met you several days ago when he was out hiking. He thinks you're a lesbian. Don't ask me why, I have no idea."
"Does he usually make snap judgments?"
"like a lot of men, he thinks what he thinks. He doesn't always have a reason."
Kathleen stopped and looked directly at Carole. "But you came anyway."
"Well, let's say I have an adventurous soul. Besides, I saw you with two men at the roadhouse the other night. A lesbian wouldn't be with one man, let alone two. I've never had two men at the same time. How is it?"
"Terrific. You should try it sometime. Have you ever done it with a woman?"
"Only in my fantasies," Carole replied. "Maybe that's why I came. Maybe I thought you might be a lesbian."
"What about the two men at the roadhouse?"
"Well, I didn't see you leave with them. Maybe you were just there for a drink, and you let them hit on you just for fun."
Kathleen's heart beat a little faster. Damn, seducing her is going to be easier than I expected, she thought. "Let's go in the house. I'll introduce you to Cinnamon, and we'll have coffee."
Kathleen surreptitiously unbuttoned the top three buttons on her shirt as they walked to the house. Her heavy tits swayed enticingly, alternately hiding and peeking through the opening. She kissed Cinnamon's lips tenderly.
"Darling, this is Carole Baker, our new neighbor."
The kiss told Carole that something was up. She hoped it was what she thought.
Cinnamon's shirt was unbuttoned all the way to her navel, revealing an abundance of captivating cleavage. Her jeans clung tightly to her voluptuous body, emphasizing every luxurious curve to perfection. "Hello, Carole," she said. "Coffee's ready." She took Carole's hand and walked her to the living room.
Chills of heavenly anticipation raced up and down Carole's spine. Her nerves fluttered and her heart pounded like jungle drums as she sat on the couch by the sexy young black woman. "I hope I don't embarrass you, but I just have to say it," she said. "You're beautiful."
Cinnamon winked and smiled. "Any woman who doesn't like a compliment isn't a real woman. When a man pays a girl a compliment, he probably just wants to get in her pants. When one girl pays another girl a compliment, she probably means it."
Carole crossed her legs and her skirt rode up, showing most of her thigh. "I mean it," she said.
Cinnamon exaggerated her wink this time and smiled brighter. "Do you want to get in my pants?"
"I don't think I could," Carole said drolly. "You're slimmer and lot more curvy than I am." She openly stared down the front of Kathleen's shirt when she bent over to pour and serve the coffee. "I'm getting a little middle-age spread."
"Big, aren't they?" Kathleen said, smiling. She took her cup of coffee and sat on the other side of Carole. "I don't think you're getting middle-age spread. You look pretty good to me."
"To me, too," Cinnamon agreed.
"Who said that youth is wasted on the young?" Kathleen said. "Experience has to count for something."
"I don't have any experience with this," Carole said.
"With what?" Kathleen asked innocently.
Carole looked at Cinnamon, then at Kathleen. "You two are lovers, aren't you?"
Cinnamon put her hand on Carole's knee. "Does that bother you?"
Carole stared at the dainty brown hand a moment before answering. She was having trouble breathing. "No, I think it's interesting, exciting actually." She looked at Kathleen. "Was Josh right? Are you a lesbian?"
"Neither of us is a lesbian, dear," Kathleen replied.
"Then you both must be bi," Carole said.
"Show me a cock, and I'll show you how quickly I go both ways," Cinnamon laughed.
"I don't think I've ever met a bisexual woman," Carole said.
"Oh, you probably have," Kathleen said. "There are more of us than you might think."
Carole sipped her coffee. She didn't know what to say. She wanted one of them to make a move on her, but she couldn't say so. She felt uncomfortable with the extended silence.
"What's it like?" she said. "To kiss another woman, I mean."
"Do you really want to know?" Cinnamon asked, her interest obvious.
"Yes," Carole said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Cinnamon put her hand on Carole's cheek and turned the blonde's head toward her. She kissed her tenderly, with soft lips and no tongue.
Carole put her hand on Cinnamon's cheek and caressed it lightly. "Mmmmmm," she murmured.
"Did you like it?" Cinnamon asked.
"Yes," Carole whispered nervously.
"Want to do it again? A real kiss this time, with tongue and everything."
Carole nodded without speaking. She was afraid to trust her voice. Her insides were shaking like a leaf, and her pussy felt like a wad of goo.
Cinnamon spread her fingers and slid her hand up behind Carole's head, through her hair, and kissed her again. She tapped the blonde's lips with the tip of her tongue. After the briefest hesitation, Carole parted her lips and let the tongue enter her mouth. To her great surprise, she liked the softness of Cinnamon's lips and the tenderness of her tongue. She returned the kiss with slowly building passion. Cinnamon teased Carole's tongue with her own and lured it into her mouth. She sucked Carole's tongue tenderly for a few moments, then broke the kiss. She didn't want to get too aggressive yet. She put her hands back on Carole's cheeks and looked into her bright blue eyes.
"Did you like it?" she asked Carole with a sweet smile.
"Yeah," Carole said very softly.
"So did I. You kiss me this time, and show me how you like to be kissed."
Very slowly, Carole put her hands on Cinnamon's cheeks and kissed her. Her lips came alive and she boldly thrust her tongue into Cinnamon's mouth. She got even bolder and let her hand flutter lightly, quickly, over the black woman's left tit. Cinnamon pulled her shirt open, baring her big brown tits.
Carole broke the kiss and sat up very straight. Her face was flushed bright pink, a sign of sexual agitation, not embarrassment. She stared at Cinnamon's bare tits with wide-eyed wonder.
"Oh, my," she muttered breathlessly. "Look at you. They're beautiful."
"Thank you," Cinnamon said. "You can touch them if you want."
Carole's hands came up slowly and settled on Cinnamon's tits. She shivered and said, "Oooooo." She ran her hands all over the big melons, exploring every inch of the pliable flesh. She watched with enchantment as the nipples swelled and lengthened.
Kathleen took off her shirt. Very gently, she reached around Carole, unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. She unfastened the blonde's bra and pushed it up.
Carole didn't bat an eye. She looked at her tits, then Cinnamon's. "Mine are smaller than yours," she said.
"Only a little," Cinnamon said. "They're very pretty. I love big nipples like yours." She leaned over and kissed each one.
Carole pinched Cinnamon's nipples and sighed deep in her chest.
"Look at Kathleen's tits," Cinnamon said. "They're a little bigger than mine."
Carole leaned back and Kathleen turned to face her. Her eyes darted back and forth from brown tits to white tits. She cupped one of each and caressed them tenderly. "They're so beautiful," she said softly. "So warm and firm. I like to touch them."
"We like for you to touch them," Kathleen said. She fondled one of Carole's tits.
"May I call them tits?" Carole asked. "That sounds so much more descriptive, considering the circumstances."
Cinnamon fondled Carole's other tit. "That's what we call them," she chuckled.
Kathleen's lips closed over one of Carole's long nipples and sucked delicately. Carole threw her head back, closed her eyes and moaned with rapture.
Cinnamon licked her other nipple, then sucked it between her soft lips. She put her hand under the blonde's skirt, on her mound. Carole spontaneously parted her thighs, both in submission to Cinnamon and her own lusty desire. She extended her middle finger and rubbed the blonde's clit. Kathleen and Cinnamon sucked the blonde's tits, and Cinnamon masturbated her clit lightly. They thought Carole was going to pull their nipples off. Cinnamon rubbed her clit faster.
Suddenly Carole began jerking and moaning. Her hands went wild and she literally mauled their tits. She dragged Kathleen's mouth up from her tit and kissed her with more passion than she'd felt in years.
Carole's orgasm was quick and sharp. Reluctant to break their kiss, she pulled her mouth away slowly, leaving her tongue in Kathleen's mouth as long as possible. She sighed deeply and shivered.
"We're going to do it to each other, aren't we?" Carole said.
"We can hardly wait to have you," Cinnamon replied, her voice quivering with excitement.
"Can women really fuck each other?"
Kathleen chuckled with amusement. "You're in the hands of experts, darling. We're going to teach you everything you need to know about fucking girls."
Cinnamon undressed Carole, kissing her body all over as she bared it. When she dropped to her knees and kissed Carole's mound, the suddenly licentious, horny blonde moaned deep in her throat.
Cinnamon stood, shucked off her boots and pushed her jeans down. She stepped out of them and posed for Carole, displaying her body proudly. She cupped and caressed her tits. "I get hot just looking at you, Carole. We're going to have a loads of fun with each other. Do you like my body?"
"Yes," Carole said softly, her mouth dry, her throat constricted by tension.
Cinnamon pulled Carole to her feet and hugged her. The feel of their tits rubbing together made Carole's blood roar through her body like a runaway freight train. Kathleen stood and undressed, then unfastened Carole's skirt and pushed her panties down. She stood behind Carole and pressed her tits into the blonde's back, and Carole nearly fainted with excitement.
Cinnamon put her hands under Carole's ass and cupped her buttocks. She pulled Carole's groin tightly against her own. Carole put her arms around Cinnamon's neck and mashed their naked bodies together. They swayed and wiggled against each other, rubbing pussies and tits, eroticism building, cunts filling rapidly with slick warm secretions.
"Did you like it when Cinnamon jacked you off?" Kathleen asked. "Watching her play with a pussy always makes my motor race."
"Watching anybody do anything sexual makes your motor race," Cinnamon giggled.
"Do you really like men?" Carole asked Kathleen.
"In general, yes," Kathleen replied. "I don't like men or women who play games. Guys who fuck a woman, then try to stake their claim piss me off. And I've learned through bitter experience to avoid women who don't like men. They criticize the way men act, then act the same way. I hold the deed to this gold mine, and I don't intend to even grant a lease, let alone transfer it. But I digress. Did you like it when Cinnamon jacked you off?"
Carole said, "Yes, very much. I've never been touched that way by a woman."
"Do you jack off very often?" Cinnamon asked.
"Yes, quite a bit," Carole admitted. "I like to cum."
"Don't we all!" Kathleen laughed. "What's your favorite jack off fantasy?"
Carole actually blushed. "Getting fucked by a black man with a giant cock," she said quietly.
"Interesting," Kathleen mused. She and Cinnamon exchanged significant looks over Carole's shoulder. That fit in perfectly with Kathleen's plan. "Not all black men have giant cocks, but Cinnamon and I know one who does."
"Whatever it takes to prime the pump," Cinnamon said. "Have you ever jacked off in front of anyone?"
Kathleen cut in. "She's asking if you would jack off for us, darling," she said with a mischievous smile.
"I will if you'll teach me how women fuck," Carole replied boldly.
"We were going to do that anyway!" Cinnamon said with a sexy laugh. "But that doesn't mean you shouldn't jack off for us first."
Cinnamon kissed Carole, her lips soft, yet demanding, her tongue delicate, yet stimulating, the overall effect tranquil, yet stirring. Carole shivered as a heavenly twinge spread from her crotch to her tits. Sticky juice soaked her sweltering crack. She wanted so badly to cum, to get herself off while Kathleen and Cinnamon watched. She stabbed her tongue into Cinnamon's mouth with impetuous urgency. Kathleen fondled her firm tits, pinched and pulled her long nipples, and she moaned into Cinnamon's mouth.
Cinnamon broke the kiss and said, "You sit in that big chair, and Kathleen and I will sit on the couch and watch you."
Carole gave Kathleen and Cinnamon a bright smile and sat in the overstuffed chair. "I've never done anything so kinky," she said with a nervous laugh.
"like beauty, kinky is in the eye of the beholder," Kathleen said. Just wait, girl. You don't know what kinky is. When I get through with you and your husband, you 'll never be the same!
Carole put her feet on the edge of the chair cushion and anchored the heels of her shoes. She let her knees fall apart, exposing her pussy. She put both hands between her shapely thighs, looked at her honey-blonde bush and patted the thick thatch of soft curls.
"Lot of cunt hair for a blonde," she murmured.
"We like it," Kathleen said.
"Uramm, I'm glad," Carole murmured. "Some women shave their mounds, but I don't think my pussy would look right without hair."
She let her mind drift into a groove of lecherous thoughts and called up her favorite fantasy. Her breathing became shallow and her clit quivered. She spread her lips and looked at her clit. It looked like a little pink pea, less than half the size it could be-would be in a few minutes, after she played with it. It would also get much more sensitive as it grew. She liked it when it got real big, and so sensitive she could barely stand to touch it. She slid her ass forward to the edge of the chair so she could use both hands on her stimulated flesh. Her fingers delved between the fleshy lips of her pussy.
A knowing look passed between Kathleen and Cinnamon. They had found themselves a truly wanton playmate. Making her the star of an orgy was going to be a blast.
Carole swiveled her head back and forth, staring at the two women with sparkling eyes. Her fingers moved slowly up and down her slippery gash, hesitated briefly over the mouth of her drenched sex tunnel, then two fingers of her left hand plunged into the soggy hole with a loud squish.
The puffy lips of her pussy gaped wide open and her clit stuck out like a sharp spike. She captured the nodule between two fingers of her right hand, sighed and began to wiggle her hand.
"Nice juicy pussy," she murmured out loud, licking her lips. "Going to make it feel so fucking good."
Those were the last words she spoke for a few moments-the last words she could speak! Her climax began with a rush, took her breath away, swamped her with hedonistic enchantment as she frigged her clitoris and finger-fucked herself furiously.
She threw her head back and clenched her eyes as she brought herself off for Kathleen and Cinnamon-not to mention herself!-picturing the salacious sight of a black man with a huge cock, pulling his pud, getting ready to jam it to hilt in her tight little blonde pussy
Kathleen and Cinnamon nodded to each other. They sat on each side of Carole and turned to face her as their hands glided smoothly up the inside of her thighs.
Carole lifted her head and grinned. "Whew, I went off like a rabbit, didn't I?"
"You were beautiful," Cinnamon said. Kathleen leaned over and stuck out her tongue.
Carole giggled and stuck out her tongue. The tips met, wrestled erotically. Then their lush lips touched and fused with tantalizing warmth. Kathleen's fingers skated sensuously over the blonde mound. She plunged her tongue deep into Carole's mouth and cupped her pussy curve.
The softness, the voluptuousness of another woman's mouth amazed Carole. Kathleen's lips were deliciously provocative. She put her hand between Kathleen's shapely legs and caressed her prominent mound-touched another pussy for the first time! Her emotions nearly ran out of control. Her full, pouty lips writhed over Kathleen's as she sucked amorously on her fluttering tongue.
Cinnamon slipped her finger into the top of Carole's sultry seam and lightly teased her clit. Her other hand went to the blonde's tits and tweaked her thick nipples.