Chapter 14
Early Friday morning, Chad and Hank left for Cheyenne and the bowling tourney, and a few minutes later, Hannah's Bronco pulled into Suzanne's driveway.
Suzanne grabbed her suitcase and hurried outside, eagerly anticipating a long weekend in the mountains with her girlfriends. She tossed her suitcase in the back and climbed in and said, "Hi, guys. If you're waiting on me, you're going backwards."
"When you're around," Robin quipped, "upside down and backwards is more like it."
"You should talk," Hannah said. "When she's around, you can't keep your tongue out of her pussy."
"Honey, I know what's good and what's not," Robin laughed, "and she's got a real sweet pussy. Anyway, aren't you forgetting that I think your pussy is just as sweet, and that I eat it every chance I get?"
"Baby, I could never forget what a marvelous tongue you've got," Hannah said. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't get my pussy eaten nearly as often as I do. My husband thinks fur pie is bad grammar."
"That's a terrible analogy," Suzanne said, "but I understand what you mean.
They buzzed along the Interstate into the mountains, swapping sex stories and telling each other about the best cock they'd had since they were last together.
When they reached the little village near Hannah's cabin, she pulled into the small general store and said, "We need some wine, and I need gas."
"You'd better not get gas," Robin laughed.
Suzanne said, "I'll get the wine while you fill the tank."
For a little country general store, there was a good selection of wine, and Suzanne got three bottles of a smooth white wine and two bottles of a robust red to go with the steaks she knew Hannah brought, and went to the check out.
The young man behind the counter gave her a bright smile and said, "Hi, you're new around here, aren't you?"
"I'm up just for the weekend," Suzanne replied, "with Hannah Erickson."
Hannah came in the door and said, "Did I hear you taking my name in vain? Hello, Jason, this is my friend, Suzanne. Suzanne, say hello to Jason."
"Hello, Jason," Suzanne said. "I'm surprised that you've got such a good selection of wine."
"Long way to the closest town of any size. My troubles are all worth while when somebody as pretty as you and Hannah come in."
"Hey, that's a good line," Hannah said. "You're always so reserved with me, I didn't know you had it in you."
"Beautiful girls intimidate me," Jason replied.
Suzanne liked his looks, his smile and his manner, and wondered if she could get away from the girls long enough during the weekend to check him out. She gave him a bright smile and said, "Do I intimidate you?"
"Oh, you can't trap me that easily," he laughed. "You intimidate me more than Hannah does."
"Well, I like that," Hannah laughed. "Do you really think she's prettier than I am?"
"No," Jason said, "but I know you aren't available when you come up here."
"Oh," Suzanne said, "and how do you know that I am?" She was, and was eager to prove it, but she couldn't resist needling him a little.
"I don't," Jason replied, "but I've got nothing to lose by taking the chance."
"Maybe some other time," Hannah said. "This weekend, her social calendar is full."
"Just my luck," Jason said. "Is Robin with you?"
"Of course," Hannah said.
"Well, tell her that I said hi, and you guys have fun."
"We always do," Hannah laughed.
Suzanne followed Hannah outside, wishing she could have found a way to let Jason know that he was the kind of guy she liked. He was younger, but not by many years, and it didn't seem to make much difference to him anyway. Maybe she could arrange something in the not too distant future.
Hannah pulled up in front of her cabin and said, "There it is, girls. It isn't very big, but it's very cozy."
Hannah jumped out of the Bronco and turned around and around, drinking in the silence, the immaculate beauty of the forest and small glade filled with wild flowers. "I love being up here," she exclaimed, taking a deep breath and expelling it slowly. "Just smell the pristine air."
Suzanne and Robin got out and stood by Hannah.
"Idyllic," Suzanne said. "You might have to hog-tie me to get me back to the city."
"Don't get carried away, girl," Robin said, smiling broadly. "Your system isn't used to clear air. It might make you sick."
"Oh, it's wonderful," Suzanne said. She stripped her tank top over her head, threw her hands up and took another deep breath. "I want to tear off my clothes and run through the trees like a wood nymph."
"Be sure you avoid the poison sumac," Hannah chuckled.
"Girl, you're just looking for an excuse to tear off your clothes and run around naked," Robin said.
"Hell, I don't need an excuse," Suzanne laughed.
"Come on, let's go inside," Hannah said. "The place is filled with antiques, including a huge four-poster bed, and there's a Jacuzzi and hot tub on the back deck."
"Perfect place to get back to nature and fuck our heads off," Robin said. She held out her hand to Suzanne. "Come on, girl. You can wait a while before you run naked through the wild flowers."
Suzanne stopped just inside the door and peeled her tight shorts down. "Now, I'm ready to enjoy a weekend in the woods," she giggled.
"I brought a bagful of toys," Hannah said, "including a brand new strap-on cock, just in case the mood strikes us."
"Honey, you know the mood is going to strike us," Suzanne said.
"It always does," Robin said, looking at the large sheepskin rug in front of the fireplace.
"Can't you see us lying on that rug in front of a roaring fire?"
"Mmmmmm, naked, with a bottle of wine," Hannah said. "Let's unload the truck, then soak in the Jacuzzi. I called the young man at the real estate office yesterday and asked him to turn on the water heater."
Robin and Hannah undressed, then put their sandals back on and helped Hannah bring in the suitcases and bags of groceries.
"I could get used to this in a hurry," Suzanne said.
"Not this time of year," Hannah said. "It's already too cold to run around outside bare-assed."
"Not for me," Suzanne said. "I've got enough fire in my blood to warm three people, and I like to run around naked. It makes me feel so liberated and lighthearted."
"Girl, you ought to live in a nudist colony," Robin said. "What would you do if some grizzled hunter caught you running around naked?"
"Give him a bath and see what kind of bullets he had in his gun," Suzanne replied. "I don't know about a nudist colony, though. I hear there's less sex there than anywhere."
"Yeah," Hannah quipped, "and you without sex is like a duck without web feet."
"Girl," Robin said, "where do you come up with all those terrible aphorisms?"
"She's got a book," Suzanne said, "with all of two pages in it."
They opened a bottle of the white wine and took glasses with them out to the deck. Hannah leered at Robin and Suzanne as they stepped in the Jacuzzi and sat down. She hadn't had a girl in days, and as much as she liked cock, the expectation of getting her tongue in a pussy always excited her.
"Ooohhh," Suzanne sighed, "this feels so good."
"If you think it feels good now," Robin said, "sit in front of one of the jets and open your legs."
Hannah and Suzanne sat in front of a strong jet and spread their legs.
"Oh, wow," Hannah said softly, "I never thought of this. I think I can get off this way."
"You can," Robin replied. "I've got one of those pulsing shower heads and I use it to get myself off, but this is even better."
"Listen to the voice of experience," Suzanne quipped. "How do you know about the jets in a Jacuzzi?"
"I date a professional athlete occasionally, and he's got one in his condo." She giggled. "Well, I don't really date him. I just go over to his place a couple times a week and haul his ashes."
"I'd settle for hauling Chad's ashes a couple times a week," Suzanne said. "He thinks a couple times a month is one time too many."
"Guys are always bitching about girls who're wild in bed before they marry, then turn into an iceberg," Hannah said, "but from what I hear from my married girlfriends, they're just as bad."
"If not worse," Suzanne said dourly.
Robin poured three glasses of wine and passed them around. "Forget about guys who don't keep up with their homework," she said. "Let's just sit here and drink wine while we cum, then go from there."
"Can't get any more decadent than that," Hannah laughed.
"Oh, I don't know," Suzanne said. "The other night, I had three guys in a Jacuzzi. This one guy's wife was away for the week and I didn't want to split them up, so I took all three of them. I think he suggested the Jacuzzi because he thought it would be an easy way to get me naked."
"Guess he didn't know that all he had to do was ask," Hannah laughed.
"How did you have them," Robin said, "one at a time or all at once?"
"Both," Suzanne said. "I fucked one of them in the Jacuzzi, then one of them ate me out, then they all three fucked me at the same time. We got back in the Jacuzzi and I sucked them off."
"I've never had three guys at once," Hannah said. "I've had two, one in my mouth and one in my pussy. I can take it up the ass, but I've never learned to handle a double penetration."
"I had five guys one time," Robin said, "a round robin on Robin. A double penetration isn't hard. You just have to learn to relax."
"I'm pretty relaxed right now," Suzanne said.
"Yeah, me, too," Robin agreed. "Let's save the talking until later."
They leaned back and sipped their wine, and Hannah's eyes flitted from one girl to the other so she wouldn't miss the moment they came. She felt so relaxed, so peaceful, the way she did with Mickey, and thinking of the lusty young real estate agent with his big, gratifying cock gave her a rush. Her climax started, a gentle tingling that built slowly, and she moaned softly and pushed her crotch closer to the powerful jet of water.
"Hannah is cumming," Robin said.
"So am I," Suzanne murmured. "Have been for the last couple minutes."
"Well, I might as well join the crowd," Robin whispered. "Mmmmmm, here I go."
Hannah lifted her head and smiled. "Isn't this great? So peaceful, yet so satisfying."
"A lot better than jacking off," Suzanne agreed.
"Mickey-likes to jack me off," Hannah muttered softly, as if talking to herself, "and having someone else get me off without having to worry about his pleasure feels so damned good."
"Who's Mickey?" Robin asked languidly.
"The young real estate broker who sold me the cabin. He's got a magnificent cock and he eats pussy almost as well as you two do."
"Leave it to Ms Hot Pants to find out," Suzanne said.
"That isn't true," Hannah retorted, "you know I don't wear panties."
"All right then, Ms Hot Pussy. Do we get to meet your young stud?"
"You don't want to m-e-e-t him, darling," Robin said with a laugh. "You want him to m-e-a-t you!"
"We'll see how it goes," Hannah said. "I don't know yet if I want to share you. Are you two still cumming?"
"Yeah," Robin replied.
"Oh, you'd better believe I am," Suzanne murmured, "and it feels great. I've never cum like this, all relaxed with nothing to worry about but my clit. I don't know if a Jacuzzi can be addictive, but if so, I could easily become an addict."
"If you can tear yourself away from that jet of water," Hannah laughed, "let's go roll around in my big bed while our clits are still tingling."
"I hope my clit doesn't stop tingling all weekend," Robin said.
"Ditto," Suzanne chimed in.