Chapter 3

In the city, Jackie and Jill quickly rented another room and found other waitressing jobs. So far as those things went, their life was as it had been in the small town. But beyond them, it was much, much different. There was an endless variety of things to do, and of exciting men and women to meet and fuck!

They got busy right away. The restaurant where they worked had white tablecloths and paneled walls, and it catered to affluent businessmen. Most of these were married, but that didn't stop them from ogling the voluptuous, dark-haired friends in their crisp black uniforms. It was obvious that all the sexy buddies had to do was to show that they were willing, and the rest would follow.

"It's almost like, 'Pick one!'" Jackie said to Jill one night, not long after they'd arrived. They were lolling naked on their shared bed, with the sounds of the bustling city outside their window.

"It's just like that!" Jill replied enthusiastically, taking a moment to caress her friend's smooth, appetizing body. She fingered her nipples to hardness, then rubbed along her slit until it was oozing juice.

"Well, then, we'll take our pick tomorrow," the older friend laughed, becoming even wetter from the thought of a dick inside her. "But for now, you'd better finish what you started!"

"Oh, I will," the younger one giggled, moving sinuously down and burrowing between the other's spreading thighs. She began slurping loudly. "I will!"

The very next night, a Friday, they did choose their man. He was attractively middle-aged, had brown hair, and was wearing an expensive, dark blue suit. Although he was with a group of male friends, the girls secretly came on to him, letting their thighs brush his arm when they served his table or giving him inviting looks when he sneaked glances at their sexy forms. The result was that when his party broke up, he stayed behind at the bar. And when Jackie and Jill got off work, they made it clear that he should follow them outside and get off with them!

Out on the street, introductions were made, and the man's name was Max. He was age forty-five to their twenty-one and nineteen, but that didn't bother anyone. In fact, it only made things more interesting.

"Guys my age need younger women sometimes," Max said as the three of them walked along, obviously heading for the girls' place. "You're less inhibited. You know what we like, how to make us feel like men. And pardon my French, but your smooth, firm bodies are like a wet dream!"

"And we need older men," Jackie reciprocated, taking his arm while Jill followed behind. "It's not 'me, me, me' with you, like with guys our own age." She pressed her hot body close. "You know how to please us. You take your time to come!"

Having gotten that close that quickly, they were ready for sex as soon as they got behind closed doors. Sitting Max down in the only chair in the rented room, Jackie did a little strip for him. With her friend helping her, she wiggled out of her black waitress uniform, revealing her curvaceous, creamy body in lacy black bra and panties. Smiling wantonly, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, holding it up with one arm in front of her.

But then she let it slip slowly down, until the new man could see every bursting inch of her round, hard-nippled breasts.

"Mercy!" Max exclaimed. "What a pair! I don't mean to objectify, but, well, what a set!"

"I don't mind," Jackie laughed. She sauntered up and rubbed her tits on his face until it was red with lust. "But let me show you something even better!"

Then she stood back, and, with her younger friend still helping, inched her black panties down over her curving hips and thighs. Now her lover-to-be could feast his eyes on her thick black muff, and below it, her swollen red labia, already wet with her urgent juices.

"Oh, damn," Max gasped. "Oh, my!"

Jackie didn't stop there. Turning her back, she bent over almost double, her heavy breasts hanging. Smiling over her shoulder, she reached behind and spread her smooth ass cheeks, shamelessly displaying everything. It was a real turn-on for her, too, to be showing herself that way to a watching man.

"Damn!" Max continued, as she next spread her labes to reveal her wet inner pink, her clit, and even her inviting opening. "My wife hasn't let me see that much of her in ages, if ever."

"Well, now you're seeing it," Jackie replied, not missing a beat. She straightened up, turned around again and regarded him nakedly. "And soon you'll be fucking it!"

At that, she went over and knelt on the bed. She was fully conscious of the alluring picture she presented, with her hands on her taut thighs, her pussy juicing between them, and her big breasts thrusting forward between her arms. Oh, I am so fuckable! she thought to herself.

Then she lay back and spread, her breasts lying roundly on her chest, as Max, without any prompting, stood up and virtually tore off his clothes. She saw his dick spring out, long, thick, and throbbing, and with the addition of a rubber, they were ready to go.

During the past few minutes, Jill had been standing by, still in her waitress uniform. That hadn't bothered Max, but now, as he got over Jackie and was about to enter her, he spoke up.

"You must be very close friends, because she helped you undress," he noted. "But is she going to help us make it, too? Not that I'm complaining; I just want to know."

When she heard that, Jackie knew just how wanton she could be—and just how much fun she could have blowing the middle-aged man's mind.

"Yes, she's going to help us," she responded triumphantly. "Not to mention fuck you, too, with me helping her."

She paused dramatically.

"And not to mention fuck me, as well!"

Those words made Max thrust into her with an absolute passion. Jackie knew that her tight young channel was thrilling to him as it was, but this made it even better. He fucked her long and hard, levering with his hips and supporting himself on his elbows so that he could look down and be inspired by her full, rolling breasts.

She felt him using every inch of his turgid length, letting it rub on her switched-on clit in a way that drove her wild. He wasn't a minuteman, either, which confirmed what she'd said about older guys.

"Oh. Oh, yes!" she squealed, feeling the first of what would surely be multiple orgasms overtake her. She tensed her tummy and tightened her inner muscles around Max's plunging tool, which made both of them feel just fine.

"Go for it, babe!" he responded, urging her on. He stayed with her as she went over the top, then immediately began building her up again. She had chosen her man very, very well!

Jackie kept on fucking, really letting herself go. Then, after several more crashing orgasms, she felt a different sensation down below. It turned out to be Jill, who was helping out indeed!

She had stripped to the buff, and was lying with her face between her and Max's legs, tonguing them at the point of his entry. She was probably licking the man's balls as well, if his reaction was any guide.

"Oh!" he shouted. "Oh, that's incredible! I've never felt anything like it. Oh, damn!"

And that made another kind of dam burst, as he was triggered into a mighty climax. Jackie felt him pump his rubber so full that she hoped it wouldn't break, as his big dick spasmed and his whole strong body stiffened with absolute joy.

"Oh, yeah!" Max bellowed. "Ahhhh!"

Then the middle-aged man pulled out, and lay back beside his voluptuous, dark-haired partner. Ever the dutiful helper, Jill tugged off his rubber and even swung it back and forth, wantonly studying what was in it. Soon enough, it would be her turn to get out of him more of the same.

And very soon it was. "Hey!" Max exclaimed with surprise, looking downward. "I'm up again. It's been years since that's happened so quickly. And see how big and hard it is!"

The two lusty friends giggled at his being so carried away.

"Well," Jackie observed, "that must be because you haven't had the right kind of pussy."

"Yes," Jill echoed. "You haven't had ours!"

Then the younger friend replaced the older one next to him, and invited him to go to work on her. As he hadn't with Jackie, Max did some foreplay with Jill, squeezing her ripe, nineteen-year-old breasts, stroking her silky tummy, groping under her gorgeous butt, and fingering her hot wet slit. As the considerate older man he was, too, he spent a lot of time on her joy button, making her quiver and come before he was even in her.

"Ooo. Ooooo!" she cried, putting out her slick juice onto his finger. "Ooo, you're sweet!"

But then something happened that took all three of them by surprise.

"You be careful," Jackie said, from where she was standing by. "That's my pussy. And those are my tits you were squeezing."

Both Max and Jill looked at her.

"Why, I think you're getting jealous!" her younger friend said.

"Yes," their man agreed. "And not jealous of her, but of me!"

Jackie shook her head. "Well, I guess that's how it is when you're bi."

"It must be," Max laughed. "And I've heard of lovers being protective, but you two women are much too wild for words!"

Then, after putting on a new rubber, he got over Jill and fucked her. He slid his fully engorged cock slowly into her hot, tight sleeve; it was the right kind of pussy, for sure. She was totally receptive to him, totally in love with sex, and it showed in her every motion.

Her round breasts shook, her smooth belly tensed, and her luscious buns and thighs tightened with purely physical pleasure. And her young quim put out so much fluid that it made a little pool on the bed!

"Oh, fuck meee!" she squealed, taking all he had, coming around his worthy tool many times. "Fuck. Fuck. Oh, yesss!"

"I'll fuck you," Max responded, using his whole length to probe deeply into her. "I'm not stupid. I know when I've got something good!"

At last, the middle-aged man came too, gritting his teeth and filling his rubber with as much as he had with Jackie. It seemed like he'd come forever, draining himself as he hadn't in a long, long time.

"How can I ever go back to my wife?" he mused when he had withdrawn. It hadn't hurt that at the moment of his fulfillment, Jackie had gone down to tongue his cock and his balls just as Jill had.

"Simple," the dark-haired older friend replied. "You just think of tonight every time you fuck her!"

"You're right. I will," Max said, his eyes showing gratitude. "You know, this kind of cheating can actually make a marriage better."

He paused.

"But I don't want it to be a one-way street."

"Oh, it's not," Jackie told him. Then she grabbed what was between his legs, and what was growing yet again. "Not when we're young and sexy and free—and when you give us a dick like this one!"

"You're wiser than I am," he laughed. Then he thought for a moment. "But there's one more thing you haven't done. Something that would bring me up forever, if I thought of it. And something you'd like, too."

He paused again.

"Remember when you said you'd fuck each other?"

"Oh, I do," Jackie gushed, her naked form wriggling with anticipation. "Oh, we will!"

Then she had Max sit in the chair to watch, there in their rented room in the city, and she addressed her sweet younger friend on the bed. But before their well-endowed bodies joined in lesbian lust, one more surprising thing happened.

First, Jackie found herself spreading her legs and showing their shared man, as she had before, absolutely everything she had between them. But this time, she stretched out her labia with her fingers, traced her pink inner folds, and positively plucked at her joy button and darted her digit into her love hole.

And Jill did the same. If her friend had been jealous of the man before, now they were indeed jealous of each other, and wanted to show off for him so that he would show who he liked best!

"Well, who's prettier?" Jill asked, taking the lead now, knowing that Max had guessed what the game was. And, in their wanton way, she surely didn't mean faces.

"I'd be a fool to answer that," he laughed from where he sat almost drooling at the sight of their female parts. "Except to say that you're both fantastic."

"Well, maybe it's who tastes better!" Jackie pressed, seemingly determined to test the frontiers of wantonness. "So give us a lick!"

"I'd be a fool not to do that!" Max responded, getting up and moving back to the bed. Then, in a manner as unexpected to him as the whole night had been, he abandoned himself to an interlude of oral pleasure.

First, he licked Jackie. He ran his tongue around her already open labia, then traced every inch of her delicate inner petals, then flicked his tongue tip over her clit, then teased her hole. He grasped her swelling thighs, too, as he ate his fill.

"Mmm, you're good," the voluptuous brunette sighed, plucking at her hard red nipples and writhing around. "You could make me come!"

After that, he did Jill. Burrowing between her shapely young legs, he gave her the same treatment he had her older friend, licking and slurping at her privates until he had her heaving with ecstasy.

"Mmm, you are good!" she reacted, putting out oodles of hot feminine juice onto his lips. "You did make me come!"

"Well, who tasted better?" Jackie asked, when he had withdrawn.

Max laughed again. "If you think I'm going to answer that and get you jealous of each other all over again, you've got another thing coming. But let me put it this way. I haven't gone down on that many women, but each of you has her own distinct taste. Not better or worse, just wonderfully different!"

"I guess we'll have to settle for that," Jackie laughed in turn. "And I'm sorry we can't suck your dick tonight and see how it tastes. But you'll remember we were supposed to get in our own licks!"

"Oh, I remember," the middle-aged man said eagerly, going back and sitting nakedly in the chair. "Please. Go right ahead!"

The sexy buddies did. Jill lay back on the bed, her dark hair fanning out on the pillow, her round breasts upright and her slick thighs spread. Jackie got happily on top of her, head to foot on all fours, with her full tits hanging, her gorgeous buns in the air, and her dark-furred pussy over her friend's pretty face.

Then, with Jill holding onto Jackie's naked butt to raise herself, they dove shamelessly into each other's nice slippery twat.

What an incredibly arousing picture they made, as they ate each other! Having recently done so much lesbian fucking, they now had it down to a fine art. They had become almost one flesh, one naked, pleasure-seeking whole. No matter how many other men and women they might have, this could have been their natural state.

"Mmm!" they went, using their mouths to full effect, bringing each other to quivering orgasm again and again. Their full, firm, fantastic bodies grew slick with love sweat, just as they had in the heat of their other, small-town room. "Mmm!"

And the man who sat watching them was beside himself. Even though he was fucked out, he managed to get himself erect enough to stroke his member in rhythm with their sexy exertions.

"Oh, damn. Ahhhh!" Max gasped, as the girls lifted their heads just in time to see him spurt jets of hot white stuff high into the air. "Ahhhh!"

"Well, will you look at that," Jill commented, wantonly licking her friend's spunk off her lips. "It's Mr. Masturbator!"

"Yeah," Jackie said. "And he's made a puddle on our nice clean rug."

"Sorry, ladies," their man responded. "But then again, I'm not. When things get as down to earth as they have tonight, I think all bets are off. Besides, I pulled that orgasm out of my ass!"

"You're right," the older friend admitted, with a smile. "So congratulations to you, and to all of us!"

They had taken sex as far as they could, and beyond.

The two young women got up and put on robes, and Max struggled back into his clothes. It seemed to go without saying that this would be their only encounter, but it was more than enough.

And then something happened that set Jackie and Jill on a new path in their lives.

"I wish I could repay you," the middle-aged man said, as they saw him out. At that, he reached for his wallet. "I don't mean to insult you, but ..."

The older friend thought long and hard. "Well," she finally said, "there is the rent, and food, and clothes, and we couldn't make it when we were in the city before. And we went with you without being paid, so it wouldn't spoil it. Besides, you must make some big bucks in your job compared to our waitressing ..."

"Oh, hell," Max broke in. Then, before he walked out the door, he handed her two crisp hundreds. "This is nothing, in light of what you did for me. It's only money, and that was sweet life!"

Afterward, Jackie and Jill cuddled nakedly together on the bed.

"I hope that doesn't make us hookers," the younger friend said, furrowing her pretty brow.

"No," her friend answered. "It just makes us two young females in the cold, hard city, trying to get along."

"Then kiss me," Jill requested, holding her breast to breast, and Jackie did.

"Hey, you've got your tongue in my mouth!" Jill exclaimed.

"So stick yours in mine," Jackie challenged. "And rub your hot, furry pussy on me, too."

The younger friend did. And they cuddled that way, far into the night!

During the weekends ahead, the friends and lovers picked up more middle-aged married men at the restaurant. It almost became an institution, the guys wondering who they'd come on to next, then take home for a night of incredible, mind-blowing pleasure.

And home wasn't just a room anymore, since with the "tips" they received, they were able to move into a one-bedroom apartment. They could even have afforded a two-bedroom, but they still wanted to sleep, and fuck each other, in the same bed.

They became known as the "vampire girls," except that they sent men away not just drained, but with a renewed sexual purpose in life. And the fact that they were also known to fuck together made any man, as he sat at his restaurant table, instantly hard.

And weekends were the right time. Just as people became relaxed when they got off work, their inhibitions were released so that they wanted to get off, period. The fact that the two girls always played together with a third or a fourth party, too, resulted in a mini-orgy on every occasion.

"It's a service we provide," Jackie opined one Saturday night, after they had balled their latest man to ecstasy, not to mention had oodles of orgasms themselves. "Just like we serve them their food."

"Yes," Jill giggled, shamelessly stroking her tingling pussy. "It is!"

But then they thought of how they had once extended their lesbian lovemaking to the two country girls.

"I'm up for another woman, as well," the older friend stated.

"Me, too," the younger one agreed.

"And I think I know," Jackie concluded, "just who it will be!"

At the restaurant, there was another waitress, named June. At about thirty, she was older than the dark-haired friends, and she was blonde. But, while she was always hopeful and surely not a virgin, she didn't have any men. She was mousy-looking, too, and wore ugly glasses and ill-fitting uniforms.

Jackie and Jill set out to change all that. One Friday night, they invited her to their apartment and, after giving her a couple of drinks to loosen her up, they asked her about her love life.

"I try to attract guys," June sighed. "I go alone to things like sports events and hope they'll come and talk to me, but they don't." A tear ran down her cheek. "It's getting pathetic."

"There, there," Jackie said, giving her a hug. "What you need first is a total makeover. And after that ... well, we'll see."

So the two friends took the drab young woman into the bathroom and washed and restyled her hair. When they were finished, she had golden ringlets instead of limp yellow strands.

"That's a good start," Jill said approvingly. "And you're really very pretty without your glasses. We'll make an appointment tomorrow for you to get contacts. And we'll make your uniforms tighter, too."

"Now for some other hair," Jackie continued boldly. "Not that you've had men to see it, but you will. Besides, you'll feel sexier knowing how it is."

"My pubic hair?" June gasped when she understood. "Isn't that going a little too far?"

"I'd call it pussy fur," Jackie replied. "And yes, you'll have to get naked for us to work on it."

She smiled. "But don't worry. We'll save you the embarrassment by taking our clothes off, too!"

By that time, June must have known that something further was up. But she was enough turned on herself that she complied.

Suddenly, all three women were nude in the bathroom: the well-endowed, dark-haired friends who had a different man at least every week, and the somewhat older blonde who had none. The latter turned out to have a nice, slender body, with medium-sized breasts and a curvy behind.

Jackie and Jill sat June down on a stool and knelt in front of her. They could feel her eyes on their big, thrusting breasts and their thick black bushes as they prepared to go to work on her; she probably hadn't gotten down with any women, either. They could tell she was resisting the lesbian thoughts that had entered her mind.

For their part, it was all they could do to resist! They felt like models of self-control for not even having stroked her bare shoulders or fingered her nipples. But they knew they had to go slow.

"Spread your legs," Jackie said, and June did. Then she took some scissors and trimmed her fur into a neat triangle of even length. Not to be outdone, Jill got some shaving cream and lathered the girl up, then shaved along the edges. When they were done, her pussy was really pretty.

"How do you feel now?" Jill asked.

"Oh. I feel much better. I feel just fine!" June replied, her voice breaking.

And they could tell that she did because of how wet she was getting between her nice pink labes!

"Well, you've learned a little secret," Jackie told her. "Sexual attractiveness is based on how you feel inside, even more than how you look. It's not too much to say that you could have picked up those guys at the sports events even the way you looked then, if you had just sat differently or projected what you were feeling."

She paused.

"And now it's up to us to make you feel that way even more!"

At that, the two friends finally let their wanton hands go. They stroked all up and down June's silky thighs, then up her tummy, then all over her firm breasts. Soon enough, they brought their busy fingers back down to separate her labia to her inner pink, and to probe deftly for her clit and her opening.

"Oh. Ohhh!" the young woman gasped where she was still sitting on the bathroom stool. She closed her eyes, threw her blonde head back, and opened her mouth in passion. "Ohhh, that feels so good!"

Nor did it escape the sexy buddies that she had let her own hands wander down, and was stroking their shoulders and groping for their naked tits like she'd been going lesbo forever.

"I think it's time to adjourn this to someplace where we'd be more comfortable," Jackie said.

"Yes, let's," Jill agreed. "On to the bed!"

On the stripped-down mattress in their city apartment, the two young women continued to make love to their new female friend. Lying on either side of her, each stroked one half, as it were, giving June the benefit of four magic hands on her naked, heaving body. Soon, many fingers were working her madly juicing pussy, too, sending her into paroxysms of pleasure.

"Oh. Oh, my!" the young woman cried. "You're going to make me come. Does that make me a lesbian?"

"No, dear," Jackie laughed in reply. "It just makes you a lover!"

And the fact that she was now free and loving was confirmed by her own hands running all over their smooth, naked flesh.

But she didn't come, not quite yet. And that was because the wanton older friend had one more sexy surprise in store for her.

Getting up, Jackie went over to a chest of drawers, got something out of it, and with her back turned, proceeded to put it on.

"Oh, wow," Jill said to June. "Now you're really in for it!"

"In for what?" the thirtyish woman asked breathlessly. "What?"

"This!" Jackie exclaimed, turning triumphantly.

It was the dildo Flo had given her, sticking up, big and hard, between her legs!

"You want to have men," Jackie explained now. "So I'm going to fuck you like one. You'll get to use your new sensuality in a hetero way. It'll be some good practice for you."

"I don't know about that," June replied, no longer shy. She gazed at the wild contrast of the other's big breasts with the fake male appendage. "All I know is that I need that cock right now!"

"Are you sure?" Jill asked her.

"Oh, yeah, I'm sure!"

So she spread, and Jackie got over her and slid the big pink thing into her wet and ready sleeve. June gasped as she took all of it, and as her partner immediately began thrusting, using its entire length. The blonde women raised her arms and legs and hugged her lesbian lover for dear life, levering her hips upward in response. Soon she was juicing all over the bed, and was on the verge of a magnificent climax.

"Oh. Oh, yesss!" she hissed between her clenched teeth as it broke over her. Her whole shapely, naked body went rigid, then relaxed with a quivering release. "Oh, my. Ohhhh!"

"That'll do you," Jackie responded with ill-concealed glee as the butt end of the dildo worked its magic on her own turned-on quim. "That'll do you real good!"

But, as she slid the long rubber thing out, there was one more voice to be heard from.

"Ooo. Oooo!" Jill squealed, from where she had been lying by watching. She had gotten so carried away with the whole scene that she'd been masturbating to beat the band. Now her fingers were soaking wet, and she was coming like wildfire. "Oooo!"

"Why, you wicked little gal!" Jackie told her. "But go for it. Yeah!"

Then they called it a night, and June got dressed and went on her way. But one Friday evening less than a week later, she came up to the two friends at the restaurant where they worked.

"I want to thank you for what you did for me," the now pretty, yellow-curled, bright-eyed woman in her tight black waitress uniform said. "It really did the trick!"

"Tell us," Jill urged, as they found a secret corner of the kitchen.

"Well, to make a long story short, I got fucked like crazy! It was a man about my age, thirty; a real hunk with a cock you wouldn't believe. I met him at a football game, and we went to my place that same night."

June smiled, recalling.

"I did all kinds of tricks for him, things I didn't even know I had in me, and he loved it. For example, I gave head like I'd done it a hundred times; it just came naturally after the way you two opened me up. He ate me, too, and it felt just marvelous. I turned into a wiggling, squealing love engine, and that made him a raging stud."

She paused.

"We're seeing each other again tonight. And I think we'll be going steady, which is what I want. At any rate, thanks!"

Jackie and Jill regarded the sexy blonde as she bounced happily away. She was as free as they were now, and they were happy for her.

"You know, we're already getting into some wild things in the big city," the younger friend observed. "And maybe we're even doing a little bit of good."

"Yes," the older one agreed. "And someday we may want to settle down like June."

"But not now, right?" Jill asked, continuing what they both knew was really a verbal game.

"Oh, no," Jackie replied. She checked to see that no one was watching, then stroked her sexy female buddy's breasts, and crotch.

"Not now!"