Chapter 7
She felt as though she were at least a hundred years old-tired and broken. All used up. Ready for the garbage heap.
Sandy forced her eyes to stay open, blinking at the harsh light of day, fighting to endure the pain inside her skull. Shocked, she bolted upright to a sitting position as three things registered simultaneously in her mind.
It was daytime.
She was naked.
She didn't know where she was.
Frightened, trembling, she gazed around the huge room across a sea of litter, dirty glasses, ashtrays piled high with cigarette stubs, chairs and tables overturned, crumbs of pretzels and potato chips scattered everywhere. And not another living soul in sight.
Slowly, in bits and pieces the memory of the party came drifting back to her-like a nightmare in living colors with faces and bodies larger than life. Arms, legs, tits, asses, bouncing, twisting, thrashing about and smothering her, burying her underneath it all.
A sudden belt of pain hit her like a kick to the midsection. Sandy grabbed her stomach and doubled over, fighting not to scream, not to cry, not to sink to the floor, and let that threatening blackness overwhelm her again.
Finally, the pain began to ebb and life seemed to return to her limbs. Sandy dragged herself onto her feet and stumbled across the room toward a doorway, hoping that she'd find a bathroom on the other side.
There was only a sink and a John. Sandy ran the cold water from the tap and splashed it onto her face, hoping the shock would revive her fully. She had to get out of here, she knew. Had to think. Had to figure out where the hell she stood in this crazy, mixed up world.
She didn't want to get into these same clothes. Didn't want any reminders of Katrina. She pulled on the tight hip-huggers and slipped the brightly colored blouse over her head. The orgy scene was not for her, she knew. One short visit had been more than enough to prove that. And she knew, also, that she was still lost. Still searching for herself. Still chasing for her peace of mind.
The streets were teeming with day people now-the kids playing stick ball in the gutters, mothers dragging their shopping carts filled with groceries behind them, delivery men unloading their trucks-and this made her feel better, secure somehow. She felt reassured to see that the normal things about life were still in existence. That the entire world wasn't topsy-turvy. Somehow this seemed to make her feel like she still had a chance to straighten out and live, to find a place where the sanity was.
She forced down a full breakfast in a corner luncheonette, hating every mouthful yet convinced that nourishment would do her good. She was going to need strength, she knew, to make decisions. Strength to act. Strength to raise herself up from the depths of hell into which she'd fallen.
By the time she'd made it through her third cup of coffee, Sandy felt her thought patterns starting to arrange themselves into some kind of recognizable order. Gathering up all the courage she could muster, she forced herself to take a good, long look at what had happened and how she had responded.
Despite the discomfort of remembrance she reviewed the events of the last few days. Janie. Tamara and her movies. Katrina in the dressing room. Mindy's party.
It all added up to one thing, Sandy realized. She'd been running scared. Flying around like crazy in an effort to compensate for the one person she wanted most but could not have. Katie.
A little tremor of response vibrated inside her chest as Sandy came face to face with the truth. She could screw around until the cows came home, she knew, but that wouldn't get the woman out of her system. There was only one way to deal with Katie. Face to face confrontation.
No pussyfooting. No beating around the bush. No weakness. She must walk right up to Katie, state her case and discover the direction that their relationship was going to take once and for all. If she didn't do that, Sandy realized, she'd run the risk of floundering around forever.
It took every bit of guts that she had to march herself back to their apartment, turn the key in the lock and walk inside. She had no idea what she was going to find there. For all she knew, the Dear John letter might be gathering dust on the kitchen table. In any event, she told herself, she must find, must get things settled, must give herself a chance to live.
Katie was sweeping up the sunflower seed shells under Roger's cage when Sandy walked in. "Hi, there," she called just as casually as though Sandy were coming back from the candy store. "How's tricks?"
Sandy glanced quickly around the room, relaxing inside as she realized that Janie was not there.
"This parrot of mine is a pig," Katie commented chuckling as she poured the seeds from the dustpan into the garbage pail.
Sandy ignored Katie's attempt at humor. She was in no mood to make jokes, to play games. Without a word, she walked across the room and flopped down on the bed.
"I see you got yourself some new clothes," Katie said, smiling. "Pretty sharp for you."
Sandy was in no mood to mince words. "Where's Janie?" she asked directly.
"She went to her place," Katie answered.
"Well, that's a relief. For good, I hope."
"Nope. Just to pack a couple of suitcases. She'll be back in an hour or two."
"In that case, I think I'll do the same," Sandy announced.
"The same what?"
"Pack a few valises."
"What for?"
"I'm leaving."
"You're kidding."
"Watch me." Sandy reached underneath the mattress and dragged out her suitcase.
Katie walked across the room and stood beside the bed. "What kind of an act is this supposed to be?"
"It's no act. I've had it."
"From the amount of time you've been gone, I'd say you had plenty."
"That's not really any of your concern now. Is it?"
"What the hell are you trying to pull?" Katie's voice took on an edge of anger. "Of course, it's my concern. You're supposed to be my girl, remember? I don't dig this idea of you messing around all over the city."
Sandy stared at Katie incredulously. "You mean you're the only one who's allowed to make out?"
"Well, at least I didn't go running around behind your back. You knew the score with Janie and me."
"That's this time," Sandy snapped. "What about all the other, times? What about all these nights you forget to come home?"
"That doesn't matter," Katie insisted. "I'm talking about now-the way things are today."
"And exactly how are things today?" Sandy challenged.
Katie hesitated momentarily, baffled by Sandy's sudden change of attitude. "I really don't know what's eating you, kid," she admitted then. "I thought the three of us had a ball together. Then the next thing I knew, you took off."
"Correction," Sandy insisted. "You're the one who took off. You and Janie. All you left me was a note, remember?"
"But we were coming back. We were just gone for the day."
"And what was I supposed to do? Sit around and wait? Keep a candle burning in the window? You're too much, Katie. You really are." Sandy hoisted the suitcase up onto the bed and snapped open the locks.
"And just where do you think you're going?" Katie asked.
"Don't worry about me. I'll find some place," Sandy answered with a certainty that surprised even herself. "I don't need you in order to get by. This is a big city, Katie. There are lots of other people in it."
Katie applauded, smiling patronizingly. "Very good," she cracked. "I'm really impressed. Now put that suitcase away and let's hit the sack, okay?"
Sandy stared at the woman unable to believe her own ears. "You really haven't heard a word I've said, have you? You don't think I'm serious."
"Of course I don't," Katie barked. "You're not about to leave me, baby. Sure, you can run off for a night or two and ball it up but, when the fun's over, you know who you've got to come back to."
"Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"
"Always have been where you're concerned-and I've never been wrong."
"Well, you're wrong this time. Dead wrong," Sandy insisted. "You and I have reached the end of the line, Katie. We might as well face it."
"We'll see about that." Katie reached forward and grabbed Sandy by the shoulders. Roughly she pulled the girl up against her and sought Sandy's mouth with her own.
Sandy tried to resist-tried to will her body not to respond. And yet the minute she felt Katie's arms around her, the minute Katie's tongue slid into her mouth, Sandy began to weaken.
Katie sensed it and hugged Sandy even tighter. Katie's hands moved demandingly over Sandy's body cupping the softness of her hips-sliding down onto the curve of her behind.
Sandy felt the room starting to spin, felt her tits ache and throb where they were crushed beneath the pressure of Katie's body. Down deep in her belly, the familiar fingers of arousal began to twist and spread through her flesh, draining her energy, her free will, her common sense.
"No!" she screamed as she wrenched herself free of Katie's embrace, falling back onto the bed from the force of the motion.
"What the hell's the matter with you?" Katie was clearly annoyed.
"It's no good," Sandy croaked. "There's got to be more than just sex. Life isn't just a roll in the hay. I don't want that. It's not enough."
"What the hell do you want, then?" Katie snapped. "I don't think you even know the answer to that one yourself."
Sandy felt the tears welling beneath her lids, felt the trembling overtake her whole body. "I want you," she sobbed. "Is that asking so fucking much?"
"You've got me, for crying out loud," Katie snapped.
"Sure I do," Sandy rasped. "That is, when you're not busy with Janie or heaven only knows how many others you keep on the side."
"Greedy, aren't you?" Katie said with a smile, crawling onto the bed beside Sandy. "Come on, baby, be reasonable. Just because Janie's around doesn't mean I don't care about you. The three of us can have a blast together. Really-it's so much more fun when there are two other people around."
"Fun for what?" Sandy wailed.
"For me-for Janie-"
"Well, that's just fine. But what about me? Don't I count? Don't you give a shit how I feel?"
"Of course I do, baby." Katie reached out and cupped Sandy's chin in her hand. "If I didn't give a damn about you, do you suppose I'd have stuck with you this long?"
Sandy brushed Katie's hand away, refusing to be soft-soaped this time. "The only reason you've stayed with me is because I've always kept my mouth shut," she said. "I never said a word when you went out, when you played around behind my back. I've always been good old Sandy. Always there. Always ready to start all over again.
"I'm tired of it, Katie. I'm tired of being a doormat. I'm tired of wait for the leftovers. If you and I are going to stay together it's got to be just the two of us. No more Janie. No more nights out till all hours of the morning. Take it or leave it, Katie. That's the way it is."
"You're talking nonsense."
"I've never been more serious in my life. I swear it."
"So you think you can do without me, do you?"
"If I have to." Sandy was choking on her own words but she knew they must be spoken. Knew she must assert herself once and for all, knew she must stick to her guns.
"You're offering me an ultimatum I don't like, baby." Katie's eyes narrowed with anger. "I'm not used to being told what to do by my women. I don't like taking orders."
"I'm not giving you orders," Sandy said softly. "I'm only asking for what's fair."
"I've always made the decisions in this house," Katie reminded her.
"Well, that's fine for you, but it's not so hot for me. I'm a person, too, Katie. I have rights. I have feelings. You've got to respect that."
"You're making a big mistake, sweetheart."
Sandy felt herself trembling. Felt as though she were dangling precariously over the edge of a very high cliff. "Does that mean you're not going to give up Janie?" She forced the words out because she knew she had to-because she knew she couldn't live with herself if she didn't make her stand-because she knew, finally, it would be better to do without Katie than to share her.
There was a long silence.
Finally Katie broke it. "Would you settle for Janie not moving in? I'll compromise that much. She can go on living in her own apartment and we'll stay here."
Sandy shook her head no. "You don't understand me at all, do you? I don't want you to live with me and go sneaking off to some other woman's bed."
"For crying out loud, you want everything," Katie screeched. "You're a fucking disaster!"
"I just want you full-time. The way you've had me, the way you can still have me if you'll just say the word."
Katie jumped to her feet and hurried over to the table for her cigarettes. "I won't be tied down," she insisted. "I won't be treated like a prisoner."
"Nobody's forcing you," Sandy told her. "You're free to say no. Just say the word and we can end the matter right here."
Katie strode to the front door, opened it and turned around to face Sandy. "I'm going for a walk," she announced irritably.
"That's not an answer," Sandy snapped.
"You've had your money," Katie said. "You know the way I am and I'm not about to change for you or anybody. Take it or leave it."
"Janie stays?" Sandy's voice was quivering.
"Janie stays," Katie echoed. Then, without another word, she slammed the door and ran down the stairs to the streets.
Sandy stood frozen and stiff on the spot. She could not move.
This was the end. This was the final ultimatum that they had faced and now she was on her own.
All these nice, romantic dreams she had had about the two of them together were now come down to smoke and ash.
She was alone and the thought was enough to scare her to death. She had not been alone since school and now that Katie had finally left her, Sandy felt an emptiness the likes of which she had never felt.
It was as if something had been pulled out of her. Like a big chunk of her body had been removed by a razor. She did not think she would ever recover.
But the thought that she no longer had Katie to fall back or made something inside her click. It made her jump to life in a way that she had never felt before. In a way that she found refreshing and very, very surprising to herself.
It was a renewed sense of strength that she thought she never had inside her.
Her body suddenly came alive with new feelings and with new sensations of freedom. It was like something had been lifted from her eyes that had clouded her vision through her whole life. As she thought about it, she began to wonder how she had ever lived without this sense of power and self-direction.
She was now a motivated woman and the sense of power and accomplishment she felt was something that overpowered her and made her feel like a new woman.
Katie could go to hell for all she cared now. There was no longer going to be someone putting a noose around her neck and strangulating her with a lover's rope.
She was free now and nobody ever was going to stop her from doing what she wanted and from expressing herself the way she wanted to.
As she made her way down the stairs and into the street the sense of freedom and liberty she felt made her step lighter despite the fact that she was carrying the heavy suitcase.
She felt physically and emotionally better than she had in years.
She was free and there was no woman now that she was afraid of. There was no woman around who could make her do the things that she did not want to do and could force her into submitting to the cruel and vicious attacks to her ego and her personality.
Sandy felt the renewed sense of self-respect brighten her entire outlook on life and make her shudder at the avenues of possibilities that now lay open to her.
She felt worthy and good in her own eyes and for the first time in her life, she realized that her own self-esteem was worth more than anybody else's approval.
Only a week had gone by, Sandy knew and yet she felt like a different person. It was as though a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders-as though she'd been given a new lease on life. As though misery were a thing of the past. Remote. Almost forgotten.
Dressed in a brand new, camel-colored slack suit, she stood before the mirror in the bathroom of her little furnished apartment applying the finishing touches to her appearance. Her skin looked smooth, flawless. The circles had disappeared from around her eyes. The little lines of strain at the corners of her mouth were non-existent.
Smiling, she brushed the short locks of her hair into place over her forehead and winked devilishly at herself. This time it was going to work, she felt sure. This time she was going to make it. Really make it.
She felt the hint of a swagger in her walk as she approached the little bar in Greenwich Village. Again she wondered how she could have been so blind, how she could have gone so long without recognizing what it was that she really needed. No matter, she assured herself as she walked through the open doorway and into the crowded room. She'd found the mistake and saved herself with plenty of time to spare. There was nothing to worry about now. What she wanted was no longer impossible to achieve.
It was only a little after eight but the bar was crowded already, filled with eager, hopeful women searching for action. Confident, sure of herself, Sandy made her way to the bar and slid onto a stool.
"What'll it be, Butch?" the waitress said with a grin.
Sandy smiled back at her, pleased that her appearance had created the desired effect. "Scotch on the rocks," she replied and reached into her breast pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
She was halfway through her drink when the sight of blonde, shining hair caught her eye in the mirror over the bar. Sandy turned slightly making sure that the movement appeared casual and studied the girl, aware of a quickening sensation inside her chest.
She was young, not more than nineteen, with a peaches and cream complexion and huge, emerald green eyes.
Sandy's glance swept downward over the girl's body and she felt her lips curve up into an appreciative smile. She'd seen all she had to see. Now it was time for action. Now it was time for success at last.
Sandy signaled for the barmaid and nodded toward the blonde about five feet away. "Is she alone?"
The barmaid smiled. "You've got good taste. Yes, she's alone."
"Not anymore," Sandy said confidently as she pulled a five dollar bill out of her wallet. "Send down one of whatever she's drinking with my compliments."
She watched carefully as the barmaid set a glass before the blonde and explained the situation. Sandy held her breath waiting for the girl to respond, hoping that the response would be approval.
The blonde glanced in Sandy's direction hesitantly, tentatively at first. Then slowly, her features spread themselves into a warm smile of pleasure, an invitation, a welcome.
Sandy slid off the bar stool and moved down to where the blonde was seated. "Mind if I join you?" she said, thrilled that her voice sounded so poised, so calm, as though she'd never known such a thing as failure.
"I'm very glad you came over," the blonde confessed, blushing profusely, eyes cast downward.
"How come?" Sandy was giddy with happiness inside, aware that she had the situation fully under control.
"I saw you when you came in," the blonde went on. "But I never would have had the courage to come over to you and say hello."
"Why not?" Sandy went on. "Do I look like I bite?"
The blonde shrugged. "You can never tell," she said. "There are lots of people who look nice and turn out to be something else when you know them better."
Sandy felt a sudden understanding, a pang of sympathy. "Don't tell me you've been kicked in the teeth already," she blurted. "For crying out loud, you're so young."
"Do you have to be old to get hurt?" the girl asked innocently.
"I'm sorry." Sandy reached forward impulsively and squeezed her hand. "I didn't mean to insult you."
"No insult," the girl was smiling directly at her now. "I just wanted to let you know how I felt."
"I think you're going a little too fast for me," Sandy confessed sincerely. "Would you mind repeating that?"
The girl nodded. "What I'm simply trying to say is that I think you're very attractive, but I'm scared to death of you. Scared that if I get to like you too much, I'll be in for trouble again."
"You don't have a thing to worry about on that score," Sandy assured her. "I know what it feels like to get knocked down. I'm not about to do it to anybody else."
"In that case, how about sitting down?" The girl patted the empty stool beside her. "By the way, my name is Janie."
"I'm Sandy," she said, climbing onto the chair, grinning from ear to ear despite the lump of emotion she felt filling her chest, "and you'll never how happy I am to meet you."
They came together quicker than Sandy had expected. They seemed to hit the same wave length at the same time and it was all coasting from there on in.
There was something fresh and clean about Janie that reminded Sandy of the way she was a few weeks ago. Of the way she was before she realized that the most important thing in her life was her own self-esteem and her own value to herself as an individual.
She hoped she would be able to instill the same kind of thing in Janie.
Sandy knew that the girl needed her more than anything. She felt she needed a friend as well as a lover that would suck on her cunt and give her the orgasm she wanted.
As they walked to Sandy's apartment the whole story came out from Janie of the way her previous lover had treated her.
It was almost word for word, the same thing that Sandy had gone through and Sandy felt an immediate kinship with the younger girl.
They felt it like a spark of electricity between them and they knew they had something in common.
"Can we be alone in your apartment?" Janie asked.
"Alone as you want," Sandy answered.
"Good," said Janie. She looked down at the ground at her admission of the fact that she wanted to suck Sandy and that she wanted to take her time about the whole thing.
This wasn't going to be one of these one-shot affairs. Janie and Sandy both wanted something that would last them quite ,a while.
When they reached the cool dimness of Sandy's apartment, Janie could hardly hold herself back any more. She threw her arms around Sandy and kissed her full on the lips.
Sandy could feel the kiss snake its way all the way down her throat and deeper until she was caressing the roof of her mouth with her tongue.
It was the sweetest and the nicest kiss that Sandy had ever felt and her cunt immediately became inflamed and hot with the desire that burned deep inside her.
She wanted this young girl more than anything and she was suddenly willing to share her whole life with her.
She wanted to suck her luscious little cunt and spread her cunt lips the way she would spread the core of a peach in half.
Her passion was rising with each buck of Janie's hips into her own. Her hot cunt ground and fought against the other woman and made her need and her desire known to her.
"I want to fuck you," Janie said passionately and full of desire.
"Come on, then, but not right away."
Sandy wanted to tease and caress the flesh and the cunt of the other girl not to be bitchy or spiteful but just to bring her to the right fever pitch in order that she would enjoy the full blast of the orgasm.
She wanted her to have a terrific time and she wanted to show her what a good lover she was.
Sandy took the nipples of the other girl's tits in her hands and slowly circled around the protruding area that was sticking through the material of her top.
The nipples became hard and erect and stood brazenly in front of her.
Sandy's mouth began to water at the thought of sucking on those delicious tits and sucking on that cunt, she knew, must taste wonderful and musky. But she knew it would be better to wait.
It would be better to prolong the wait just a little longer in order to make it a little better for the two of them.
"Take my clothes off," Janie pleaded. "I want to be naked."
Sandy was more than willing to do anything the girl asked of her.
She slowly let her hands find the buckle of the pants the girl wore and slid them off with one swift and graceful motion. Janie gave a gasp of pleasure and release as she stood in her panties before the admiring glances of the other woman.
She wanted more than anything to fuck and suck right then and there and she was about to lose her mind over the delicious feelings that shot over her.
Janie's cunt was wet and drippy and the spots of moisture were forming on her panties and making her luscious and ripe for sucking.
Sandy could smell the delicious aroma of Janie's cunt and knew that she would taste wonderful once she got her mouth inside there.
"You must have a delicious cunt," Janie said as she stared at Sandy removing her own pants.
Sandy smiled. She knew this girl was going to be one great fuck and she could hardly wait to get into the whole scene completely.
Janie peeled off the panties and now stood before Sandy, naked and panting. Her firm ripe tits hung tight and high on her chest and Sandy could see them rise and fall as her breathing came harder and more panting.
"You look good enough to eat," Sandy said.
"Try me. You'll like me."
"I think I'll do that."
With those words, Sandy got down on her knees before Janie and lowered her mouth between the younger girl's thighs. She licked softly at the firm flesh of her thighs and ran her tongue higher to the triangle of her hair.
"You smell so good," Sandy moaned up at the girl.
"I taste even better."
Sandy could not hold herself back any longer. She had to have the taste of that cunt in her mouth. She had to taste all the juices that came out of there and swallow them all the way down her throat.
She licked at the clit and then spread her cunt lips with her long delicate fingers.
Janie gave a low gasp of approval and squatted down a little to get as much of the other girl's mouth into her cunt as possible.
"Suck me. Yes, suck me good, Sandy."
Sandy was more than willing to suck her into a delicious and delirious orgasm.
She wanted to make that sweet young thing come and come over and over again in her mouth and taste all the delicious juices that were in there.
"I want it. I want to come in your mouth," Janie gasped.
Her fingers wound around Sandy's head and pushed her further into the delicious slit that was now opening more and more before her.
The cunt was hot and flaming now as Sandy began to slip her tongue faster and faster in and out of there with more force and energy than she had ever shown before.
She wanted to make the girl come in the worst way and she was sure that in a few minutes she would be streaming thick and heavy.
Janie could not stand on her legs any more.
Her knees were weak and limp. She had to sit down or lie down in order to enjoy the sensations that were ripping through her and making her pant with passion and desire.
Sandy understood this and guided her to the sofa that sat behind them.
Janie lay back on the sofa and spread her legs as far as they could go and then with her own fingers spread the lips of her cunt until the pink and juicy meat inside there was exposed to Sandy's view.
Sandy thrust her head in there and sucked more and more at the delicious cunt and the sweet meat. Janie was gasping and moaning louder as each flicker of the tongue brought her higher.
Janie needed to reciprocate the favors that Sandy was offering to her. She wanted to touch and suck her cunt at the same time.
"I want to suck you, too, Sandy."
Sandy quickly lay her on her back on the sofa and stretched herself alongside and on top of her so that her mouth was near Janie's cunt.
The two of them got into the sixty-nine position and then began that long and delicious sucking that would bring the two of them into one long orgasm of pleasure and delight.
They sucked faster and faster in and out of the cunts and sucked at the juices they poured out.
They slurped and slurped until they were almost dry and felt the advent of the orgasm about to rip them apart.
They wanted that more than anything and they were sure that when it came, it would be one of the best they had ever had.
Then it began to happen for the both of them.
They bucked faster and faster until their clits were raking and rubbing against each other's teeth and mouth. This was the contact they had both been searching for and now that they found it, nothing was going to stop them from having the orgasm they both needed more than anything else.
"I'm coming," Janie shouted.
Sandy was speechless. She could not say a word for the amount of juices that were in her mouth and the amount of pleasure she was feeling from the sensations that attacked her own cunt.
They burst into mutual and delicious orgasm and the juices from their cunts filled both their mouths until they could hardly breathe.
The room was filled with the smell and the delicious aroma of the cunts on fire and dripping with delicious fuck sauce.
They exploded time and time again into each other until they were left panting and dry in each other's arms and cradling each other in the delicious aftereffects of the orgasm that had ripped them apart.
"That was great," Sandy moaned.
"It was terrific for me, too," Janie agreed.
They were happy together like that and nothing was going to ever pull them apart. Nothing would ever again stand in the way of their happiness and nothing would ever take them away from each other.
There was nothing more to say. They had said it all with their bodies and their mouths. They had done all the talking with their cunts and now just relished the contact as they lay next to each other stroking and petting their still wet and glistening cunts.
Sandy loved that more than anything she had ever felt. It was something that was driving her crazy with lust and desire and as she turned to the other girls she knew that she wanted to fuck and suck again.
Janie's cunt lips were still quivering and aching for the contact that she knew would bring her happiness above all else. Her mouth was working silently again as Sandy stroked the furry cunt and made her tingle with the pleasure she knew she was feeling.
Janie's cunt was becoming more and more wet with the lust that seemed to pour out of it and with the emotions that were stirring inside her to make her come more and more.
"That feels wonderful," Janie said as Sandy's fingers slid between the delicious and thick cunt lips.
"I know." Sandy said.
Sandy's mouth was hungry again and she wanted to stick that cunt between her lips and suck out all the juices that were in there. She wanted that more than anything else and she knew that soon she would be given the chance.
"Lift up your legs." Sandy commanded.
Janie was more than willing to lift her legs up. She threw her knees into the air and hiked them up almost over her head.
Her cunt was naked and exposed and ready for any kind of loving that Sandy was willing to do.
"Your cunt smells wonderful." Sandy moaned."I want to suck it all the way into my mouth."
She slid her tongue along the velvet, creamy smoothness of the other girls thigh and pushed up to the cunt that was there waiting.
Then with a sudden motion she slid the tongue between her cunt lips and searched around for the little nubbin of her clit to bring the other girl as much satisfaction as possible.
"That feels great," Janie moaned. Her head threw back and forth across the bed and she knew that she was going to have one of the best orgasms that she would ever have.
Her cunt raked and scraped across the other girls mouth and teeth. She brought her clit to bear on Sandy's mouth and made her suck on it and pull it into her mouth until she felt the delicious tremors of passion shoot through her and make her gasp in pleasure and delight.
Janie felt the bittersweet pleasure and pain of the sucking deep inside her and knew that her cunt was sopping wet with lust and the juices that formed in her more and more.
Sandy sucked up all the fluids that the other girl had to give her and demanded more and more of them until she could hardly breathe from the amount of come in her mouth.
"You taste great," Sandy moaned. "I love the way you taste."
Janie was pleased. She was happy that Sandy loved the taste and the feel of her cunt in her mouth and knew that when she came it would be something that would knock her right out of this world with pleasure and lust.
Her back arched to receive more and more of the delicious stimulation that she wanted and she was sure that her cunt lips were swollen and full of the heat and passion of her lust.
"Let me have more. I want it all," Sandy muttered with a mouth full of cunt juice.
Janie was more than willing to give her anything she wanted and she was glad to have a girl like her around.
As Sandy sucked more and more on the other girl's cunt, she desperately wanted to get something hard and solid to stick up her pussy.
"I wish I had a vibrator," Sandy moaned.
Janie broke into a big smile. She had one and she shoved it into Sandy as she reached to the floor and opened her bag.
"I always bring it along just in case I might strike out some night and have to find my own pleasure."
"With your cunt I don't see how you would ever strike out in one of those bars."
Sandy took the vibrator and brought it to whirring life by clicking the switch on at the bottom.
Sandy pushed the head of the little machine closer and closer to the other girl's cunt and made sure that she was caressing and stroking the clit in the most wonderful and the most delicious way she knew how.
She took long and delicious pulls at the cunt and the clit and watched the pleasure she brought to Janie's face.
It was great just to watch her and Sandy felt the tremors of lust and delight shoot through her. She was shaking and quivering with delight and pleasure and arched her back to receive more and more of the cylinder.
"Put it in all the way. I want it all the way in my cunt," Janie said hoarsely.
"Your wish is my command," kidded Sandy.
Sandy slowly let the whole shaft of the machine slide into Janie's wet and slippery cunt and as she pulled it in and out of there she watched it become wet and slick like her pussy with the delicious juices that came from there.
"That vibrator is going to drive me out of my mind."
Sandy knew what she meant. She wished she had that big thick dildo that she had been used to. She wanted that more than anything but she knew that she would have to be happy with the vibrator that they were already using on each other.
It was something that she had to put up with. Sandy promised herself that the next day she would go out and buy one of those things for the sessions she swore to herself she would have with Janie and with herself.
There was something about having that thick piece of rubber in her cunt and she now missed it very much.
She rammed the vibrator harder and harder into the waiting hungry cunt of Janie and watched the girl throw her head back and forth on the bed, losing her mind with delicious feelings, grunting like an animal and having the greatest time of her life.
The vibrator shoved in harder and harder with each stroke and brought Janie to higher and higher peaks of glory and ecstasy with each plunge and each stroke.
"I love it. Give me more," Janie yelled.
Sandy gave her more. She gave her almost the whole shaft of the thing into her cunt until Janie could hardly breathe from the passion and the lust she was feeling.
Her body was tense and tight with pleasure. Her cunt was wet and soppy with juices as the vibrator slid more and more easily in and out of there, making squishy noises and the liquid sounds of love.
The smell of their cunts mingled like a fine perfume in the room and Sandy breathed deeply of the husky delicious aroma.
Sandy's cunt was by now as hungry and willing as Janie's. She could feel the moisture and the wetness dripping from her and sliding down her thighs. She was sitting with her ass on the back of her calves and rubbed her cunt against the back of her heel.
She wanted that close stimulation more and more as she watched the passion and the lust grow and mount in Janie.
She brought her hand down to the wet gash of her cunt and she stroked the lips of it softly and tenderly until she felt a shooting pang of pleasure radiate through her and make her tingle with the sensations she wanted more than anything at that moment.
Sandy could hardly take it anymore. Her own fingers were working in and out of her cunt more and more as she felt the shudders of pleasure shoot through her and make her gasp and moan in delicious abandon and pleasure of the moment.
There was nothing better that she liked than to have another female hand on her cunt but she knew that her own hand would have to do for this moment. Her own fingers would have to tease and tug at her clit until she came in the delicious way she wanted to come.
It was the only thing that she could do and she did it well.
Her hand was drenched with the luscious cream from her cunt and she stroked her clit to make her even wetter and slicker.
"What are you doing?" Janie asked as if from a drugged sleep.
"Frigging myself," Sandy said through a half open and panting mouth.
"I'll do that for you," Janie answered.
Janie pulled at Sandy's body until they were in the sixty-nine position and they could both work on each other's cunt.
Sandy shoved that vibrator in and out of the sopping slash of Janie's cunt while Janie delighted herself by sucking on Sandy's delicious clit with all the furor and the lust of an animal gone mad with lust.
They were locked together in mutual pleasure and there was nothing that could stop them now except the orgasm that would drive them both out of their minds in pleasure and delight.
"You taste as good as you smell," Janie moaned with her mouth full of cunt juice.
Sandy was speechless. Her pleasure was too great for anything she might try to say.
Her delight was too strong for even the faintest of sounds. She could only moan and gasp like an animal and she knew that too much of this cunt lapping would send her over the top and make her have a great and wonderful orgasm that would be better than anything she had had in a long time.
"I feel great between the legs," Janie moaned as the vibrator stroked up at her inflamed and raw clit.
The clit was erect and hard and stood above the slash of her cunt like a sentinel.
There was nothing better that they could have done to each other but that.
Janie was having one of the best times in her life. Nothing she could remember had been as good as this. It was one of those rare moments in fucking when two people reach the same head at the same time and both feel the same effects of the fucking as if they were one.
Janie lapped at all the juices that Sandy was able to give her and she took them all into her mouth with relish and gusto.
Her legs were flailing around all over the place as Janie'd threw her head into the gaping cunt more and more to taste all the delicious juices that came out of there.
There was something wonderful and clean about Sandy's cunt and she felt it in the way she jerked the cunt up and down in delicious pleasure and delight.
Her cunt was great and Janie could not get enough of it in her mouth. It was as if something were tugging and pulling at her to give her all the best sucking she could.
Janie's hands found their way to the crack of Sandy's ass. She pulled the ass cheeks apart and saw the tight little muscle of her ass between the two luscious mounds of flesh. Her mouth began to water as she though, of how great it will be when she began to ream and suck on Sandy's ass.
Sandy lowered her ass to get all the delicious sensations of the other girl's mouth inside her.
There was nothing better that she wanted except to have that luscious mouth of Janie's deep inside her ass.
Janie knew this and flicked her tongue out to lick the brown puckered muscles that were waiting for her mouth.
Sandy gave a gasp of pleasure and delight as she felt the hot flaming tongue lick and suck on her asshole.
Sandy bucked and strained against the mouth and the lips of the other girl as she lapped and sucked at the brown, delicious flesh that was waiting for her.
She wanted more and more of the good things from her mouth and would have given anything to be able to have another girl working at her pussy at the same time.
They were both flooded with wild animal desire. It was wilder than anything they had ever felt and they knew that when their orgasm came it would rip them apart with the tremendous unleashing of the desires that were in them.
They bucked and humped into each other with the terrific need for orgasm they both felt.
It was as if they were plugged into a sex machine that was now running wild and running away from them.
It was terrific and they knew that something like this only happens once in a great while. It comes with the thrill and the delight of the first. fuck after you meet somebody. The novelty and the newness of the situation was what was making them like this more than anything else.
It was better than they had ever hoped for and better than the best fuck they ever had.
Sandy strained and gasped as she felt the other girls tongue slide in and around that delicious asshole.
They loved every minute of their fucking and they knew that when their orgasm came it would be something that they would remember for a long time.
They wanted to come. They needed that more than anything and they felt their cunts become wetter and more sopping with the juices that were in there.
Sandy pushed her asshole and her cunt harder and harder into Janie's mouth until the spasms of pleasure were shooting through her and making her shudder with delight and pleasure.
"Fuck me. Suck me. Do everything you want."
They gasped and moaned into each other's cunts as the luscious waves of pleasure crested and broke over them, making them sweat and sting with the friction and the delight of every stroke and every plunge.
Their tits flopped around like blobs of jelly as they strained and bucked into each other and sent the delicious waves of pleasure shooting through them and sending them higher and higher in the wonderful sensations they were feeling.
It was like nothing they had ever felt before and they felt the orgasm about to come to a shattering and earth shaking finality.
Sandy shoved the vibrator deeper and with more force into the other girls hungry and waiting cunt.
There was nothing they would not do to each other to make them more and more excited as each stroke and each plunge with the tongue brought them to blissful ecstasy.
Sandy's cunt was on fire.
The heat rose from it and almost made her pass out from the intensity and the forcefulness of it.
It was like nothing Sandy had ever felt and she knew that Janie was feeling the same way. Her cunt was raw and stinging from the friction and the heat of the Janie's mouth and finger.
It was ravaged and torn almost in pieces by the force and the power of it.
Her legs were spread as far as was possible but still she seemed to make more room for the other girl to stick her mouth and her fingers into it.
Her creamy thighs were taut and tense with the pleasure that flowed through her and made her hard as a rock.
Her ass was twitching from the pleasure that coursed through her as Janie licked and fingered the tight little muscle of her asshole,
It was too delicious and too wonderful for words. They said nothing to each other. Their bodies did all the talking and the sounds of the squishing and stroking was all the vocabulary they needed.
Sandy's body arched and writhed in delicious abandon as she felt the orgasm about to come. Janie was also about to shoot the thick load of come that was nestled in her pussy.
She wanted to cream and fill the other woman with the delicious liquid she was saving up for her mouth.
Sandy took the juice and reveled in the taste and the pleasure of it as it coursed down her throat and around her tongue.
Then it began to happen very quickly for the both of them.
Sandy felt the shudders and the tremors of orgasm as it coursed through her and made her shoot the load of come juice she had in her.
It was great and she could almost feel it right then and there as Janie's began to writhe with passion.
It was great!!!
The humping and the sucking had reached a fever pitch of pleasure and delight. They could both feel the orgasm about to come.
Suddenly Sandy felt the gush of cunt juice fill her mouth and drench her face in the delicious redolence of it.
Janie felt the same kind of juice flood her mouth. She sucked at it wildly and felt the delicious sauce enter her mouth and fill her completely up with the luscious liquid.
She swallowed and slurped at the stuff that came out of her and took it all inside her with energy and gusto. Her mouth worked quickly to take in as much sauce as she could in order to satisfy her terrific hunger and thirst for the female juices that came out of her.
There was something terrific and wonderful about the taste and the feel of it in her mouth.
She wanted more and more of that good stuff and could not get enough of it.
They fell away into a tremendous orgasm that left them spent and almost too weak to move.
It left them dry and almost barren as a desert. That was the way they wanted to feel and they were glad for it,
They were glad that they had made each other so happy that they threw their arms around each other's shoulders and hugged tightly until their arms were tired and weak from exerting so much pressure.
They knew they were happy now.
There was nothing that could mar their joy.
It would last forever and ever, and both girls seemed to understand this as they rested after their long and delirious fucking session.
"That was great," Sandy said.
Janie simply nodded her approval and knew that they had both been made happy.
It was wonderful for the both of them to be like that and they both felt the love and the passion they knew they had for each other.
"You want to go out," Sandy asked in a low and murmuring tone.
Janie shook her head no.
"Let's do it again." Was her enthusiastic answer.
They did it again.