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Border Adventure Ch. 1

By: Laurie



Laurie stirred in bed as she gradually drifted out of her sleep. Oddly, she'd been dreaming of Natasha Wagstaffe. The dream was just as vivid in her mind as if it were real. In the dream, Laurie lay naked on a blanket with her legs open while an equally naked Natasha kneeled between her legs licking the lips of her pussy. At the same time, Laurie's friend Maurice was behind Natasha fucking her doggy style. There had to be something symbolic about the way Maurice's midnight black skin contrasted with Natasha's paleness. 

Laurie shivered. The hotel room was a little cooler than she preferred and she fumbled for the sheet. As she did so, she brushed her hand across Paul Wagstaffe's stomach and down to his cock. As it was every other morning she'd ever woken up with him, Paul was asleep on his back with his cock pointing straight to the ceiling. She gave his erection a few soft strokes. No longer caring that he had kicked the sheet and blanket to the floor, leaving them uncovered, she smiled as she observed his form. His stomach wasn't quite as flat as some of the boys she knew from school, but even if he was in his fifties and they were still in their late teens, his cock still got every bit as hard as theirs did and good god did he have a much better idea about how to use it. She giggled as the cock began to twitch while she continued to stroke it. Finally, she lowered her lips to it and let it slide into her mouth. 

Paul awoke with a semi-start, and thought of his wife Jenny as he felt the wet lips encircling his morning erection. He knew it was Laurie's lips wrapped around his cock, but it still made him think about how Jenny liked to wake him up that exact same way. Laurie looked up from her sucking and made eye contact with her lover. She slipped the cock out of her mouth and said, "Get enough sleep, baby?"

Paul nodded and pulled her up to him. She'd expected that. She never could get over the fact that he didn't like to cum in her mouth the way most guys did. They kissed and his lips parted as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Her hand went back to work on his cock and he cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and lifted her up to meet him better. Getting what he wanted, Laurie threw one leg over his torso and straddled his stomach as she leaned down to continue their kiss. She groaned as one of Paul's fingers found it's way to her anus and began to rub. She knew he wanted to fuck her in the ass. He always wanted to fuck her in the ass. But, there would be plenty of time for that later. Now she just wanted to ride his cock. 

She eased back so that the tip of his cock was pointing into the lips of her already moist pussy. He was just big enough that she could not sit right down and have him enter her. Instead, she had to ease her way down. Slowly working the cock inside her. Loving how it stretched her and filled her until she was finally fully impaled on it. Then she worked herself back up and then back down again. She'd lift up until only the tip of his cock was left inside her and then ease herself back down until he again filled her. As this continued, she felt Paul's hands crawling their way up over her flat stomach. Caressing the ridges formed by her muscular midsection. Stopping and spinning the one-karat diamond that was pierced through her navel and had been the last gift Michelle had ever given her. Bringing his thumbs up to stroke the erect nipples of her breasts that her friend Amanda liked to jokingly say were almost not even there. It was the tits that almost weren't there. She had plenty enough nipple for anyone. That's all she had up there really. Quarter sized brown aureoles with brown nipples that extended out more than an inch when she was aroused. 

She began to increase her pace and in so doing shortened the strokes as well. Instead of pulling up until only the tip of his dick was left in, she lifted herself up about three inches and then slammed back down. Lift up. Slam down. Lift up. Slam down. While all the while Paul pulled and tweaked at her nipples and fought to hold back his eruption. Control, he made himself think. Hold it back. Don't let it go. He found himself losing the battle as he admired the way her straight brown hair fell to the olive skin of her shoulders. This young girl. So athletic and hard. A different kind of pretty than his soft, beautiful Jenny was. But pretty still the same. 

He didn't want to lose the battle with his cock yet, so he grasped her by the hips, lifted her off of him and dropped her onto her back. He never failed to be amazed at how much heavier she was than Jenny. At five-four, Laurie was a couple of inches shorter and at a glance appeared slimmer. She was probably at least a full dress size smaller than Jenny too, but while Paul could still heft Jenny without much difficulty he always strained a little when he tried to toss his young mistress around. Laurie had to weigh at least twenty pounds more than Jenny's one hundred twenty-five. 

Paul lowered his lips to take one of Laurie's nipples into his mouth and sucked it briefly before kissing his way on down. As he always liked to do, he stopped to lick a circle around her pierced navel and even gave her diamond a quick suck before continuing with his trail of kisses towards her pussy. He still wished she'd let some hair grow around it, but he loved the pure beauty of her pussy with the thin brown lips. In her aroused state, her clit was already protruding through its' fleshy hood. He flicked his tongue across it a couple of times before he took it between his lips and began to suck. As he greedily sucked her clit, Laurie began to buck up and grind her cunt up into his face. She was already worked up from the fucking she had been giving him and it only took a few moments of his sucking on her clit before she was writhing and screaming loud enough that anyone passing by on that early Sunday morning would have surely thought that she was in danger for her life. 

Having accomplished what he wished, Paul now crawled back between her open legs and roughly pushed his cock inside her. She wrapped her short powerful legs around him and dug her heels into the backs of his thighs to aid in his thrusts. Paul continued to drive into her until he finally lost the battle with his self-control and erupted inside her and splattered his load along the walls of her pussy and with relief he was able to collapse and roll off of her. 

Ever the giggling wonder, Laurie reached across him for the pack of cigarettes on the table next to the bed and shook one out into her mouth. And, Paul, ever the gentleman, quickly reached for her lighter and struck a flame to the tip of her cigarette. Good god, she thought to herself, as she drew the smoke deep into her lungs, she loved the rush of that after fuck smoke almost as much as she loved the fuck itself. Well. Almost. 

She moved to place the cigarette between Paul's lips and when he shook his head she said, "Come on. I won't tell Jenny."

Paul just laughed as he stepped off the bed and said, "I've got to have a piss."

As he closed the door behind him to relief himself in private, the phone rang and without thinking Laurie picked it up and said, "Hello."

"Who is this?" Jenny said on the other end.

Oh shit, Laurie thought to herself. I can't believe I answered the phone in his hotel room. "Hi, Jenny. This is Laurie."

Short pause. "Laurie?"

"Yeah. You remember me. Michelle's sister."

"Oh."

"You probably wonder what I'm doing here."

"No. Teen-age girls always answer Paul's hotel room phone when I call him."

Laurie giggled and said, "You're so cute. Anyway. Cleo works at the same hospital that I was visiting a friend at, and I ran into Paul having breakfast with her this morning. I needed a shower in the worst way and he was kind enough to let me come over here and use his."

"I see. They must not have had a shower where you were staying."

Laurie giggled again and said, "Come on, cutie. Of course they had showers there but I had already checked out."

"Checked out without taking a shower first?"

Laurie took a hit on her cigarette before saying, "That's kind of a long story."

"And this is a long distance call."

"Right," Laurie said. "And I don't want to bore you when you really want to talk to Paul."

"Oh, believe me, dear. I really want to talk to Paul."

Laurie thankfully heard the toilet flush and said, "Okay, here he is."

Laurie all but threw the phone as he stepped out of the bathroom. "It's Jenny," she silently mouthed the words.

Paul immediately went about three shades whiter as he cleared his throat and spoke into the phone, "Hello, my love."

"Your love indeed."

"Now, Jenny."

"Shoosh. I was just calling to tell you I talked to Natasha. She and Frankie are stopping in Dallas."

"Really? When is that?"

"Today. Do you think you can by them a steak?"

"I can't. I have to leave right away to catch my plane to Vancouver."

"I see. Lucky you had time to loan out your shower."

"J-j-j-jenny."

"Relax, Paul. I'm just teasing. Call me when you get to Vancouver."

In England, Jenny placed down the phone and rolled over to give Linda a kiss. After their tongues finished dancing, Linda said, "Paul's doing a little playing, isn't he?"

"Don't be silly," Jenny said. "The girl is barely out of high school. He's just being fatherly."

"Sure he is. Nat's friend Frankie is barely out of high school too, and he has to readjust his pants to cover his hard-on every time he sees her in those tight jeans she wears at the pub."

"You shoosh too," Jenny said as she pulled Linda down and pushed her face to the spot between her legs.

In Dallas, Paul placed down his phone and tried to look sternly at Laurie, but her giggles were so contagious that he was soon on the bed having her take his cock back into her mouth to work it hard for round two. It was quickly half hard, but he pushed her away and said, "I can't. I have to get on that plane to Vancouver."

"You know you can catch the next flight."

"True," Paul said. "But I'd rather get out of her before Natasha shows. My wife catching us is one thing. My daughter wouldn't be quite as forgiving."

Border Adventure Ch. 2



The yellow cab screeched to a halt at the front entrance of Imperial Village. Almost immediately, the doorman was opening the door nearest him and allowing a tall, slender but shapely, and dressed too warm for Texas young woman to step out of the cab. Natasha smiled as he took her hand and said, "Thank you."

He returned her smile and said, "Of course, ma'am."

On the other side of the cab, a much taller, but younger girl stepped out and handed the cab driver a bill to cover the ride and his tip. The doorman noticed that this one was also more casually dressed in a yellow, sleeveless, tee shirt and pale blue, running shorts and Reebok cross trainers. The doorman returned his glance to the young woman next to him. She was able to look him directly in the eye; so since she had on three-inch heels that matched her navy blue blazer and slacks, he decided that she must be about five-seven as opposed to his five-ten. Even with the heels, she still had to look up to her friend though. As Natasha removed her jacket and let her light brown hair fall onto the collar of her white, silk blouse, she looked at her friend and said, "You were right, Frankie. It's a lot hotter down here than it was in New York."

Francine brushed away the strands of her blonde hair that had fallen into her blue eyes and said, "Of course I was right. Now you just need to lighten up and relax. We're here to let loose and have some fun."

Nat smiled and said, "No. You're here to let loose. I'm here because your parents would not have let you come without me."

Francine giggled and said, "If only they knew how poor a job you did of chaperoning me in Amsterdam."

Nat rolled her gray eyes and said, "If only."

As Francine stepped to the rear of the car, the doorman couldn't help notice that neither her shorts nor Natasha's slacks were able to conceal the round shapeliness of their asses. Given a choice, he would have taken the older one. Her tits were much bigger, her hips were wider; and she'd probably hold up better to the pounding that he'd like to give her. Besides, it was always the aloof bitches like her that were the real hellcats in bed. Of course, were he truly given his choice, he would choose to become the meat for a sandwich that the two of them were the bread for. 

The cabbie opened up the trunk so the doorman could help him remove their bags and the girls followed them inside the hotel. Once inside, they sat down the bags for a bellhop to be able to take and the cabbie left. Natasha had been instructed by both her father and her Uncle Howie to never tip any of the employees of one of Uncle Howie's hotels. Still, she dug into her purse and pulled out a couple of bills and handed them to the doorman. She couldn't stand the thought of being considered cheap. He thanked her and took the last opportunity to steal looks at their asses as they strolled to the reception desk. Goddamn, he thought to himself. I'd give a months pay to fuck either one of them. 

As they neared the desk, they noticed a young, short, boyishly pretty, olive skinned girl placing a cigarette into her mouth and lighting it as she had an obviously heated debate with the clerk. "Ma'am," the clerk said. "I've told you there is no smoking in the lobby."

The girl lit the cigarette anyway and blew a stream of smoke in the clerk's direction. "I don't give a rat's ass what the fuck you told me," she said. "I'm either going to have a smoke right now, or I'm going to fucking kill you. Now do what I told you and call the fucking manager."

The clerk's face reddened as he fumed and said, "If I call anyone it will be security. I've already explained to you our policy. The manager will only tell you the same thing. Found items can only be returned to the registered guest of a room or suite. You were not the registered guest."

"I know that, you stupid, little, fucking twit; but I was a guest of the registered guest. Now, if you don't give me back my motherfucking diamond, I'm just going to have to beat the shit out of you and take it."

Before the clerk could respond, Natasha cleared her throat and said, "Maybe it would be better if you just called the manager as she asked."

Both the girl and the clerk turned their gaze to Natasha and Francine. The angry young girl's dark brown eyes immediately lit up and she ran to give them a hug. She jubilantly squeezed them to her and pulled both the taller girls down to give them kisses. Francine allowed the girl's lips to softly brush her own, but Natasha just managed to turn her head so that the girl's kiss landed on her cheek instead of her lips. Then the girl hugged Francine again and screeched, "Frankie! It's so fucking good to see you."

Before Francine could reply, the girl turned to Natasha and said, "You too, Nat."

Natasha smiled despite herself and said, "Okay, Laurie. What have you gotten yourself into?"

Laurie sighed and said, "You want the long story or the short story?"

Nat and Frankie exchanged glances and Nat said, "Since we're standing out in the open lobby, better make it the abbreviated version."

"Got yuh," Laurie said. "I was visiting a friend of mine at the hospital and I saw your dad there visiting with Cleo. I kind of had to leave where I was staying in a rush and didn't get to take a shower. He kindly offered to let me come over here and use his before he left because I hated the thought of flying back home all yucky and sticky. This humidity sucks.

"When my plane laid over in San Antonio, I noticed that I didn't have my navel ring anymore. It wasn't on the plane, so I changed directions and traced back to here." She paused to give the clerk an evil look and continued, "This asshole has it, but he won't give it to me."

Nat looked at the clerk and said, "Do you have it?"

Not liking the authoritative tone of Nat's voice, the clerk turned his nose up and said, "A diamond similar to the one she described losing was found in that suite by housekeeping, but as I've tried to explain to her, I can only turn it over to the registered guest."

"Well," Natasha said. "I can assure you that my father has not taken to wearing diamond navel rings."

"Still," the clerk began but stopped as soon as Natasha held up her hand. 

"Just give your manager a call. Okay?" Natasha said to him. "It might save you a few headaches."

The clerk folded his arms across his chest and shook his head from side to side.

"Fucking faggot," Laurie muttered half under her breath but definitely loud enough for everyone, including the clerk, to hear.

"That won't help," Natasha said as she shot Laurie a dirty look. Then she turned back to the clerk and said, "Would you please just call the manager?"

"No!" the clerk said firmly. 

Natasha shrugged and took her phone out of her purse. She punched one of the numbers on her speed dial and waited for an answer before saying, "Hi, mum."

Pause.

"Yeah. We're in Dallas."

Pause.

"Yes, mum. It's very hot."

Pause.

"Yeah. I need Uncle Howie's personal number."

Pause.

"No. I'm okay. I just want to call him. Maybe we can get together while I'm here."

Nat took a pen from her purse and jotted down a number on a loose piece of paper she found in the bottom. "Okay, Mum. You know I'll take good care of Frankie. Love you."

Laurie and Frankie both giggled at that. Natasha pressed the end call button and punched out the number Jenny had just given her. Once it was answered, Nat said, "Uncle Howie? This is Natasha."

Pause.

"I'm doing well."

Pause.

"Yes. They're doing well too. Dad's in Vancouver for business."

Pause.

"Yeah. That's him. Go, go, go."

Pause.

"Actually. I'm at one of your hotels in Dallas, TX."

Pause.

"Well. I'm not really having a problem, but a friend of Dad's is."

Laurie couldn't help notice that she said a friend of her dad's and not a friend of hers.

"Actually. You know her. You met her in Amsterdam. Her name is Laurie."

Pause.

"Uncle Howie! You're terrible. No. That was her friend Amanda."

Frankie giggled as Laurie whispered to her, "He just asked if I was the one with the big tits."

"Yeah," Nat said as she smiled at Laurie. "The pretty little Mexican with the attitude."

Pause.

"Hang on. I'll get her for you." Natasha handed her phone to Laurie and said, "He wants to talk to you."

Laurie accepted the phone and said, "Hey, stud. How's my favorite super stallion doing?"

Pause.

"Of course I'd love to come to New Orleans next month. I'll even bring Amanda with me. She misses that meat of yours too. And I'll bring Taylor for Harvey."

Pause.

"Yeah. I've got a little problem. I lost my diamond in one of your rooms while I was visiting with Paul this morning and your clerk won't give it back to me."

Pause.

Natasha blushed when Laurie said, "Big enough, but yours is the biggest I've ever had."

Pause.

"Yeah, hang on."

Laurie handed the phone back to Natasha who took it and said, "Yes, Uncle Howie."

Pause.

"Yeah, we were hoping you'd give the manager of this hotel a call. We've requested that the clerk call him to help us settle this, but the young man refuses."

Pause.

"That would be wonderful, Uncle Howie. Thanks."

Pause.

"I love you too."

Pause.

"I'll tell them. Ta ta."

Natasha pushed the end call button and looked at the clerk who was now staring in disbelief. "Your manager will be out to the lobby in a couple of minutes. I expect he'll be in quite a hurry to talk to you too."

"I'm not stupid. You don't really think I believe that bullshit conversation, do you?"

"Believe what you want," Nat said. "I hope you're not too fond of this job though."

Before the clerk could reply, a tall, dark, middle-aged man with graying temples dressed in a dark blue, pinstriped, three piece suit came rushing out to the lobby. He spotted Natasha standing next to Frankie and Laurie and said questioningly, "Miss Wagstaffe?"

"Yes."

He handed her a card and said, "My name is Carl Simpson, and I'm the manager of this hotel. I understand you're having a problem."

"Mr. Simpson…" the clerk began.

"Shut up, Scott. I'll get to you when I'm done talking to our guest."

"We really don't want to cause any trouble Mr. Simpson," Natasha said. "My friend just wants her property back. She left it in my father's suite and one of your cleaning ladies must have found it, because it's been turned in. By the way, her honesty should be commended."

"I can assure you, Miss Wagstaffe, that had I been notified; your call to Mr. Wolfenstien would have been unnecessary."

"Well," Natasha said. "I'm sure your clerk thought he was doing the right thing."

Simpson shook his head and said; "Being rude to our guests, even if they aren't personal friends of Mr. Wolfenstien is never the right thing to do."

At that, Simpson turned to the clerk and said, "Let me see the item that was found in Mr. Wagstaffe's suite."

Scott opened the safe that was under the desk and produced a one-karat diamond mounted in a twenty-two karat gold setting. Immediately, Laurie jumped with glee and said, "That's it. That's my belly button ring."

Simpson held out his hand and said, "Give it to me, Scott."

Simpson handed it to Laurie as soon as it was passed to him. He couldn't help but let his eyes fix on Laurie's midsection as she lifted her tee shirt and slipped the ring home through the empty piercing in her navel. Catching him staring, Laurie winked and said, "Nice, huh?"

Simpson cleared his throat and said, "Very."

Forever the tease, Laurie said. "I was talking about my six pack, not the ring. Which were you talking about?"

Simpson cleared his throat again and said, "Both are nice." Then he turned back to the clerk and said, "Scott. Report to accounting and collect your check."

Scott's jaw fell upon and he began to stutter, "I-I-I'm b-b-b-being f-f-f-fired."

Simpson shook his head and said, "Not being. Been. Now go get your check and leave, or I'll call security and have you removed."

"B-b-but…"

Simpson held up his hand and said, "Just leave Scott. I'm following Mr. Wolfenstein's instructions and have no say in the matter, but you've been warned in the past about being rude. You have only yourself to blame."

The young man's eyes immediately went cold as he shifted his gaze to Laurie. She merely shrugged as if to say she'd had nothing to do with him being fired. Still, a fainter heart than hers would have been concerned about the evil in that boy's eyes. 

Simpson turned back to Laurie and said, "I'm very sorry, miss. Please except my apology on behalf of Mr. Wolfenstien."

"Hey, I just wanted my diamond back. It's very special to me. I didn't want anyone to get fired. Not even that irritating little twit."

Simpson sighed and said, "I'm afraid Mr. Wolfenstien is not as forgiving as you are and he has insisted that Scott be terminated."

Laurie shrugged and said, "Well, he's the man."

At that point, Simpson turned his attention back to Natasha and said, "Have you had a chance to check in yet, Miss Wagstaffe?"

Nat shook her head and said, "No. We had a reservation for one night only."

Simpson did some punching on the computer keypad and said, "I have a room with two double beds reserved under your name. Is your friend going to be staying with you now? I can give you a free upgrade to suite if you like."

Nat gave Laurie a look and said, "You staying up here or going back home?"

"It's late to go back now," Laurie said. "I don't think they have anymore flights into Harlingen until tomorrow morning." 

"You live in Harlingen!" Frankie said. "That's where we're flying."

"You got to be shitting me," Laurie said. "Too fucking cool. Let me guess. Y'all are going to South Padre Island."

"That's right," Nat said. "How'd you know?"

Laurie giggled and said, "Because there is absolutely no other reason why you'd be flying into Harlingen."

"Well then," Nat said. "Why don't you just stay with us tonight, and we'll fly down together tomorrow?"

"Cool," Laurie said. "But forget about the suite. I'm taking y'all to this killer club tonight, so we won't be in it. Besides, Frankie and I can share one of the beds."

Nat looked at Frankie and she grinned and said, "A club sounds like fun, and I don't mind sharing a bed."

Nat looked back to Simpson and said, "Yeah, we'll go ahead and keep that room."

"Fine. I'll activate your keys and call a bellhop for you."

Once the bellhop had left and they were settled in the room, Natasha begin unbuttoning her blouse and said, "Anyone else want to get in the bathroom before I do. I've got to get out of these sticky clothes and into a nice cool shower."

Frankie sat on one of the beds, and Laurie smiled and said, "No, you go ahead and take your time, Nat. Frankie and I have catching up to do."

"Okay, thanks," Natasha said. "I'll try not to be too long. I know you both probably want to freshen up as well."

"Nat," Laurie said as she sat down on the bed opposite from Frankie and kicked off her sandals. "Take your time. Let the water cool you off. We'll wait. Won't we, Frankie?"

"Of course we will," Frankie said as she sat and wondered if Natasha noticed Laurie rubbing her calf with her now bare foot. 

"Alright then," Nat said as she went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Laurie sat opposite Frankie and silently stared into her light blue eyes as she moved her foot higher up Frankie's leg. Frankie sucked in her breath and opened her legs a little wider to let Laurie have more room to work. Finally, they heard the shower turn on and Laurie said, "It's been a long time since Amsterdam."

Frankie gasped again as Laurie began to use her big toe to rub Frankie's clit through the material of her running shorts. Rather than speaking, she merely opened her legs even wider to give Laurie better access. Laurie took her cue and stood from the bed and lifted her tee shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the combination of the room's air-conditioning being set to max cool and her own arousal caused her nipples to be hard enough that she could have cut glass with them. She opened the top button to her khaki shorts, unzipped them, and let them fall to the floor and stood in front of Frankie wearing only her pink gee string panties. Laurie then stepped out of the panties and took a step closer and stood between Frankie as she continued to sit on the edge of the other bed with her legs spread wide. 

Laurie leaned down and let her lips touch to Frankie's. Frankie's lips parted and their tongues slide across each other and intertwined. As Laurie leaned her weight into Frankie, the British teenager leaned back and let her American counterpart take her to her back. As they continued to kiss, Frankie pushed herself back until they were full on the bed and Laurie worked her hands inside of Frankie's shirt. Like Laurie, Frankie had very small tits that were more nipple than anything else. So, also like Laurie, she just about never wore a bra, thus Laurie had immediate access to Frankie's nipples as soon as her hands reached that far inside her shirt. 

Frankie moaned as Laurie began to kiss her neck while she stroked Frankie's nipples with her thumbs. Then Laurie pushed up on the shirt until both of Frankie's nipples were exposed and she could take turns sucking each one of them. Frankie continued her low moans as Laurie left her nipples and kissed her way down Frankie's lean torso. Once she reached the waistband of Frankie's running shorts, she paused to hook her fingers under the elastic and pull them down. She smiled when she saw Frankie wasn't wearing any panties. Then she looked up at her and said, "You were ready for me."

Frankie giggled and said, "I was ready for whoever I met."

Laurie laughed and said, "I see I did a good job of properly liberating you when we met in Amsterdam."

She glanced at the bathroom and said, "Maybe this time I'll even liberate her some."

Frankie laughed out right and said, "Good luck." 

Then she gasped again as Laurie pulled her shorts the rest of the way off and pushed her thighs back apart. Laurie lowered her face to bottom of Frankie's triangle of blonde pubic hair and slowly traced the tip of her tongue along the outer lips of Frankie's beautiful pink pussy. She did this several times as Frankie reacted by lifting her ass off the bed and trying to push her pussy up into Laurie's face. Laurie dipped her tongue a little further into Frankie's pussy and concentrated on tonguing the sensitive area that made up the opening to her friend's pussy. Frankie's moans were now coming from deeper in her throat as Laurie slipped one finger into Frankie's pussy and worked it in and out as she began flicking at the flesh around Frankie's clit with the tip of her tongue. 

This only served to increase the intensity of Frankie's moans as her clit budded out from its' fleshy hood and exposed itself to be sucked. Not one to ignore an exposed clit, Laurie wrapped her lips around it and began to greedily suck it while she slipped a second finger inside of Frankie and furiously fingered her while sucked the clit for all she was worth. 

Fearing she was about to explode, Frankie grabbed a pillow and bit into it as Laurie's tongue and fingers brought her to the edge of orgasm. Just when she was about to fall over that edge, Laurie broke contact with her pussy and kissed her way back up Frankie's torso until their lips were again touching and their tongues were dancing a furious tango. Then Laurie climbed atop Frankie and positioned her own clit against Frankie's and began to hump against her the way a confused mutt likes to hump a stranger's leg. 

In just a few seconds of grinding their clits together, Frankie was moaning fiercely, "Oh shit, Laurie. That's it. That's it. That's fucking it. Oh god. Oh god. Oh my fucking god. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Oh my fucking god. I'm fucking cumming. Don't fucking stop. Oh please. Oh please. Don't fucking stop."




Border Adventure Ch. 2



Stopping was the last thing in Laurie's mind as she continued to thrust and grind her clit against Frankie's until she too was at the crescent of an orgasm, and when she reached that point she just humped faster and harder until they were both screeching to the gods in heaven. When their orgasms were done Laurie collapsed in a heap atop Frankie and quickly rolled off of her so that the both lay side-by-side gasping for breath. 

When her breathing had somewhat returned to normal, Laurie leaned her hand down to the floor where she had dropped her shorts. Once she found them, she searched through her pockets and pulled out her pack of Marlboro Reds and her lighter. As she was shaking two cigarettes out of the pack and handing one to Frankie, they heard the shower water shut off. Laurie flicked on her lighter and held the flame out for Frankie to light her cigarette first, then she lit her own. After she'd sucked the smoke deep into her lungs and then blew it out in a stream to the ceiling, she said, "Looks like we finished just in time."



Border Adventure Ch. 3



Nat stepped out of the bathroom with one towel wrapped around her torso and another wrapped around her hair. There was a curious smell in the air that she couldn't quite place. She had to show a little cleavage for the towel to be wide enough to cover both her breasts and her genital area. As she slid one of the chairs away from the desk where she had her makeup case sitting, she noticed Frankie sitting on one of the beds with the blanket and sheets very rumpled looking. Nat found it odd that Frankie was already undressed and was leaning back against the bed's headboard smoking a cigarette. Since Laurie was nowhere to be seen, Nat inquired, "Where's your friend?"

Frankie stood and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray that was placed next to the lamp on the table between the two beds. "She'll be right back," Frankie said as she looked herself over in the mirror Nat was sitting at. Almost as if she was oblivious to Nat's presence, she traced a thumb between her tiny boobs, down her front, until it was at her belly button and then flicked and circled her belly button with that thumb. 

She looked at the way Nat had the towel knotted at her breasts and said, "God, I wish I had your tits."

Nat laughed uneasily and said, "Don't be silly. You have a beautiful body."

Frankie turned and admired her butt in the mirror and said, "Oh, I've got a nice ass and long, shapely legs that are to die for. I just wish I had a little more on top like you do."

"You're only eighteen," Nat said as she began to apply her makeup. "My breasts grew two cup sizes while I was at University."

"For real?" Frankie said.

"Yep. I left home an A cup and came back last spring as a C."

"Too fucking cool," Frankie said as she turned her front back to the mirror and tried to envision herself having Nat's tits.

Nat rolled her eyes and said, "Please. Don't start sounding like Laurie."

Frankie giggled and said, "You don't like her much, do you?"

Nat stopped, set down the pencil she was using to apply eyeliner with and said, "Oddly. I do like her quite a bit. Don't ask me why though?"

Frankie giggled again and said, "Opposites attract."

"Could be," Nat said as she returned to applying the eyeliner. 

Frankie let her thumb drift down from playing with her belly button and gave a few brief tugs to her blonde pubic hair. "Ever shave down here?"

Nat switched eyes that she was applying the liner to and said, "You're joking, right?"

"Nope," Frankie said as she shook her head. "Come on. You can tell me."

"Never have," Nat said.

"Ever think about it?"

Nat paused and said, "I suppose I've thought about it, but I've never had the nerve to do it."

Almost in a whisper, Frankie said, "I'll do it if you will."

Nat set her pencil down again and turned in her chair to look at Frankie. "You're serious?"

Frankie nodded nervously. 

"Why?"

"I think it's sexy."

"Why don't you ask Laurie then? She's probably an expert on sexy."

"That she is," Frankie said. "But, I wanted to do this on my own."

"Well," Nat said. "Almost on your own."

Frankie giggled and said, "Yeah, almost. Come on, let's do it."

"You go get your shower, and I'll think about it while I put the rest of my makeup on."

"Cool," Frankie said as she twirled away and danced into the bathroom.

Nat finished her eyes and then applied just a touch of blush and finished off with some light pink lipstick. Thinking about what Frankie said, she couldn't resist dropping her towel and standing up to admire her body. The whole conversation had her feeling strange. She was actually tingling with the thought of applying a razor blonde to her thick brown mass of pubic hair. First, she cupped her breasts in her hands. She knew they were descent sized but today was the first time anyone had ever told her they'd like to have them. Nat couldn't help but laugh as she confessed to herself that she was happy to have her chest the way it was, tits not so large that they drooped but big enough that they stood out and were readily noticed, instead of flat and smooth like Frankie's.

She paused. Had she just thought of her breasts as tits? Why, yes, she had. Odd. She couldn't recall that she had ever done that before. She let go of her TITS and slid her hands down her flat stomach. She didn't have a six-pack the way Laurie and Frankie did, but she still had a midriff that just about any girl could be proud of. Just as Frankie had been doing, she flicked her thumb across and around her belly button and while she did so, she wondered what it would be like to get it pierced the way Laurie had hers. 

She giggled. 

Did I just giggle, she thought. Yes, I did. But, I don't giggle. This is getting ridiculous. Next thing you know I'll even be smoking. She turned and looked at the pack of cigarettes that lay on the table between the two beds. No. She thought to herself. Do not go get one of those cigarettes. Still. Just having one wouldn't be any harm. Stop it, Nat. You're being silly. 

She turned her attention back to the mirror and let her hand drop lower. She curled tufts of her pubic hair between her thumbs and forefingers. What would it really be like to shave it off? They did buy those new designer bikinis for the trip. Pubic hair, especially as much as she had, would probably ruin the line of the suit. Her right hand drifted lower. 

She found herself stepping back until the back of her knees met the bed that Frankie had been sitting on. She fell back on the bed and miraculously, her towel stayed wrapped around her hair. She looked over at the pack of cigarettes again and the lighter lying next to them. Just one, she thought. She turned away and her right hand drifted further south until she was slipping a finger into her moist slit. My god, I just referred to it as my slit. Next I'll be thinking of it as my cunt. Hmmm. My cunt. Really, it's only a word. What's the big deal she thought as she slipped a second finger into her CUNT? 

As she worked the two fingers in and out, she slowly flicked her thumb back and forth across her clit.

Then, her movements became less slow.

Then they became rapid.

Soon she was moaning.

She was gasping.

She was panting.

She was cumming.

She finished and for some reason she lifted her fingers to her nose. Having no idea what was coming over her, she moved to lick her fingers clean. Then she realized what that smell was that she hadn't quite been able to place. Oh my god, she thought. They weren't. Were they? Oh my god. They were.

She looked at the cigarettes again. Just one she thought as she reached for the pack.

*

"This is against my better judgment," Alfonso said as Laurie followed the bellhop into the empty office. 

"Come on," Laurie said. "Don't be a wimp."

"That's easy for you to say. You're not the one that will get fired if we get caught."

"We won't get caught," Laurie said. "He's still at the front desk working the rest of that idiot clerk's shift. Now show me what you got."

Alfonso nervously pulled a small plastic bag from under his uniform jacket and showed Laurie the four, hand rolled joints. He removed one and held it up for her to smell and said, "This is good shit."

Laurie breathed in the aroma and said, "Cooooool. I'll take all four. Small problem though."

Alfonso eyed her suspiciously and said, "What?"

"I spent all my money buying my plane ticket to get back up here."

"Well," Alfonso said as he put the joint back into the bag and moved to put the bag back under his jacket. "That is a big problem, not a small one."

Laurie used her fingertip to begin drawing little imaginary hearts on his chest and said, "Naa. A big problem would be one that we couldn't work out. I know we can work this one out."

Alfonso looked at her skeptically and said, "Didn't your sugar daddy leave you any money when he finished fucking you this morning?"

"He did," Laurie said. "But I told you, I spent it."

"Then how are we going to work out this problem?"

Laurie dropped to her knees and as she began to unzip his pants, she said, "We can work it out in trade. My services for yours."

Alfonso sucked in his breath as Laurie removed his cock from his pants and took it into her mouth. His fingers found their way into her hair and he gripped it so that he could control the tempo and slow down the movements of her mouth going up and down on his cock. He let her suck for about thirty seconds before he used her hair as a handle and pulled her head off of his cock. "You want all four, then let's fuck."

Laurie looked up at him and said, "Huh uh. If you got some coke, you can fuck me, but the weed gets you a blowjob and that is it."

She slipped her lips back over the head of his cock and sucked it back into her mouth. He gripped her hair tighter and pulled her head off of his cock again. "I really, really want to fuck."

"Yeah, well I really, really wanted some snow; but you don't have any."

"Maybe I can get some."

"Nuh uh. Nice try though. You come up with enough blow for me and my friends, and I'll fuck you. Not til I got the blow in hand though."

Just as Alfonso was about to respond, the office door flew open and Carl Simpson stepped inside. "Oh shit!" Alfonso exclaimed as he began shoving his shriveling cock back into his work pants.

"What the hell is going on in here?"

Making sure to palm the bag of weed and slip it into her pocket, Laurie said, "Go on, Alfonso. Get out of here. I'll take care of this."

Simpson stood open mouthed as he watched his bellhop hurriedly zip up his pants and all but run from his office. As soon as the door closed behind Alfonso, Laurie stepped up to Carl and put her arms around his head and brought it down so that his lips could meet hers. Carl responded to the kiss and Laurie knew then that Alfonso was home free. Actually, she'd known she could have her way with Carl from the moment she'd caught him ogling her stomach earlier that evening. 

She broke from the kiss and again dropped to her knees and just as she had done to Alfonso she took Carl's cock out of his pants and into her mouth. Carl let her work her lips and tongue up and down the length of his shaft until he was completely hard. Then he pulled Laurie to her feet and turned her to bend over his desk. She knew not to play him the way she had Alfonso, and she unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She'd never bothered to put her panties back on when she finished having sex with Frankie, so all she had to do to be ready for him was bend over and offer her ass up to him. 

Carl stepped up behind her and began to rub the head of his cock along the length of her exposed, bare pussy lips. As soon as he felt she was wet enough for him to attempt entry, he eased the head of his cock into her. She was good and lubricated still from her roll in the sheets with Frankie, so all she had to do was push back against his cock and it parted her pussy lips easier than Moses divided the Red Sea. 

It had been so long since Carl had fucked a beautiful young girl like Laurie that it was nearly impossible for him to contain his excitement. After about ten or eleven strokes, he felt his cum welling up inside him and he was unable to hold back so he was erupting inside her. 

As soon as he stopped pumping and let his dick slip out of her pussy, Laurie calmly bent down, stepped into her shorts and pulled them back up over her lovely, round, brown ass. Once she had the top button refastened, she stood up on her tiptoes, gave Carl a kiss on the cheek and said, "Thanks, hon."

Then she casually walked out the door of his office as if they'd done nothing more than have a conversation about hotel policy. 

*

Just as Natasha was applying fire to her cigarette, Frankie immerged from the shower with a towel wrapped around her hair, but not one around her body. Frankie laughed when Natasha started coughing as soon as the smoke hit her throat. 

"Try not inhaling so deep until you get used to it," Frankie said.

Nat took another hit on the cigarette and handed it to Frankie for her to take a drag. "This isn't the first cigarette I've ever smoked, Frankie. You just caught me off guard when you came out of the shower and I wasn't ready for the smoke to hit."

Frankie took her puff and handed the Marlboro back to Natasha who took another drag and said, "These American cigarettes are really a lot weaker than the ones we have at home."

Frankie giggled and reached for the pack to take a cigarette of her own out. "When did you become such an expert on cigarettes?"

"Shit," Nat said. "I've spent many a night at University in a group study where coffee and cigarettes is all that kept us awake to continue studying."

"Hmmmm. Interesting," Frankie said, surprised to hear the expletive come out of Natasha's mouth. "I'd have never figured it. You ever try speed to stay awake for an all-nighter?"

Nat shook her head and said, "No. I did get introduced to coke once when David had the band and some of their groupies out at the estate. That's not the only thing I got introduced to that week either."

"Wow!" Frankie said. "You really did coke?"

"Yes. I smoked my first joint, had my first drink of whiskey, snorted my first line of cocaine, and lost my virginity all the same weekend."

"Damn," Frankie said. "I'm not sure what the bigger surprise is; the idea that you've got a wild side, or the fact that you're telling me about it."

Nat laughed easily and said, "I'm not quite sure I believe I'm telling you about it either. It was a long time ago though and I was way too young to know better."

"How young?"

"Let's just say I was significantly younger than you are and leave it at that."

"Fuck," Frankie said. "You are getting more and more interesting with each passing second."

Nat took one last hit on her cigarette and stuffed it out in the ashtray. "Gee. What did you think? That I was some model of purity that would rival the Virgin Mary?"

Frankie blew a stream of smoke out her nostrils and started to deny Nat's accusation, but instead giggled and said, "Yeah. Pretty much. You know everyone back in Touton calls you the Ice."

"Princess," Nat completed the nickname for her. "Yes. I'm well aware of that."

"Nobody means it to be mean," Frankie said. "You're just so serious all the time."

Not knowing what to say to that, Natasha sat in silence until Frankie took her hand and said, "Come on, Nat. I saw some shaving cream and some disposable razors in the bathroom. Let's go shave each other."

*

Laurie stepped inside the hotel room to see Frankie and Natasha sitting naked on one of the beds sharing one of her cigarettes while Natasha brushed and braided Frankie's hair. She whistled and said, "Damn, do I feel overdressed."

As she began to strip out of her clothes, she tossed them the plastic bag with the four joints in it and said, "There. Have a real smoke while I go get a shower. Then we'll go hit this underground that I know about."

When Frankie reached to catch the bag, Laurie saw that the pussy that had been covered in blonde pubic hair when she'd been licking it earlier that evening was now as bare as the day it was born. A glance in Nat's direction revealed to her that Natasha's pussy was also now void of hair. Fuck, Laurie thought. I wish I'd been here to shave it for her.



Border Adventure Ch. 4



Natasha was doing everything that she could to maintain her composure as she stood in the line leading into the entrance of the old warehouse. What was she doing here, she thought? She couldn't believe she had let Francine and Laurie talk her into coming. She should have never let Laurie pour her that glass of Jack Daniels much less smoked a joint with her. She felt completely out of place in her white, high heel sandals; and cotton, peach colored, summer dress that buttoned down the front. The only thing that kept it from looking entirely like something she would wear to a bible class picnic instead of an underground party was the fair amount of cleavage that she showed. 


Laurie and Francine on the other hands were definitely dressed the parts for where they were. Laurie had on a neon orange mini skirt with low heel orange pumps and she was wearing a lacy, white bra for goodness sake. Not as an undergarment, but as an outer one. She didn't have on a blouse, just the bra. Natasha was amazed that she would even leave the hotel room dressed like that, let alone go out into public. 

Frankie was no better. She had on a mini skirt too, though hers was hot pink instead of neon orange and she had on high heel pumps to accentuate her height rather than hide it. For a top though, she went the opposite route as Laurie and wore a white blouse with no bra underneath. This was a fact that the sheerness of it allowed everyone to be able to see. Either one of them might as well be wearing a sign on their backs saying, please bend me over and fuck me. 

Oh my god, she thought. Did I just think that? I can't believe what I am metamorphosing into. I am hanging out with a couple of sluts, and I'm starting to think and talk just like them. Why did I let them convince me to smoke that second joint? Between the marijuana and the whiskey, she was not thinking like herself at all. At that thought, she looked back to see Francine and Laurie, who were hanging all over each other, lighting the third of the four joints Laurie had come up to the room with. Francine was holding it to her lips as Laurie applied flame to it for her. 

Horrified, Natasha looked around at the other people in line. None of them were paying any attention whatsoever that a crime was being committed right in front of them. For that matter, of the one hundred or so groups standing in line waiting to get inside where the party was, it appeared to Natasha as if close to half of them were passing hand rolled cigarettes between themselves. From the strong, pungent odor that hung in the air, the cigarette Laurie was lighting for Frankie could not be the only one that contained marijuana instead of tobacco. That did nothing to make go away the paranoid vision Natasha had of narcotics officers swooping down amongst them to sweep all three of them off to jail. At best, she and Francine would only be deported back to England. At worse, she'd find herself the toy of some three hundred pound bull dyke while she rotted in an American prison. 

Thoughts ran through her mind that she'd be evolved from smoking marijuana into shooting up heroin before the night was over, so she vigorously shook her head when Francine offered her the joint. Frankie passed it to Laurie instead and they watched their short friend suck a long hit deep into her lungs and hold it. At that moment, a stocky, black youth with a shaved head said, "You going to keep that stuff to yourself, or you going to share with your friends?"

Laurie let out what was left of the smoke that she could no longer hold in and said, "I don't know. Are you my friend?"

The young man smiled broadly and said, "I'm every pretty girl's friend."

Laurie laughed and handed him the joint. He took his puffs on it and passed it on to his buddies to finish. Laurie turned back to Natasha and Francine and said, "We're almost to the door. Remember, ask for Maurice. He's my friend, and he'll make sure they let us in without having to pay."

Then she shook the last joint out from the pack of cigarettes she had it hid with and put it to her lips. Once it was lit, she took her long hit and handed it to Francine. Frankie put it to her lips, pulled on it twice, and then passed it to Natasha who buckled to the peer pressure and took two hits on it before handing it back to Laurie. The night had turned cool, and Natasha shivered slightly as she shifted the roach from her fingers to Laurie's. The sight of Laurie and Frankie's nipples puckering hard against the material of their tops made Natasha glance down and see her own fingertip sized nipples protruding and pushing out against the rough cotton fabric that covered them. Again, she shivered as she thought, how did I let them talk me into coming here. I should have tried calling Cleo one more time. And, why didn't I bring a jacket. What was it with this dreadful place? This afternoon when they got off the plane, it must have been around eighty degrees. Now it couldn't be more than forty. 

After taking her hits on the joint, Laurie passed it to Francine and said, "Come on, Nat. Huddle up with me and Frankie, and you won't be so fucking cold."

Remembering back to the after sex smell that had still lingered in the air of their hotel room after she had stepped out of her shower, Natasha said, "I didn't want to impose."

Laurie showed Natasha her wide mouthed smile and said, "Trust me, Nat. Anytime you want to join us, it won't be imposing."

Nat blushed at the suggestion. Deeply. Still, she allowed herself to slip inside of Laurie's offered arm, and at the same time she allowed Francine to hold the joint to her lips for her so that she could take the last drag on it before Francine discarded it to the pavement. The girls stayed huddled together as they inched their way to the door. When they finally made it to the front of the line, Laurie asked the tall, sun bleached blond, with middle linebacker type muscles standing at the door, "Where's Mo?"

With amusement, the tall youth asked, "Who is Mo?"

Undaunted, Laurie said, "Come on. You know who the fuck Mo is. Maurice Carter. He's running this gig, and he's my friend."

"How do I know he's your friend?"

"Duh," Laurie said. "Why don't you go get him, so you can ask him?"

The large boy grinned and said, "If I didn't know better, I'd swear you're trying to piss me off."

Laurie reached out and traced her finger tip along the vein running down the boy's bicep and said, "No, but I could piss on you if that's what you're into."

"Careful, Brian," a voice from the door said. "She's into that shit, so she'll really do it."

Brian turned to the door opening and saw Maurice Carter. At six-four, Brian could look Maurice straight in the eye; but while Brian had the blocky physique of a linebacker, Maurice carried under his smooth, ebony skin the more rippling muscles of the all-state safety he had been when he graduated high school four years ago. Things hadn't worked out with his scholarship to the University of Texas at Arlington, so he'd gone into the providing business. Whatever someone wanted, Maurice found a way to provide it. If the price was right.

"This chic says she's your friend, Mo."

Maurice laughed easily and said, "I'm not sure Laurie is truly anyone's friend, but we do know each other pretty well."

Then he let his eyes meet Laurie's and he said, "What up, girl?"

"Hey, Mo. You going to let me and my friends inside, or you going to make us stand out here freezing our nipples off?"

Maurice paused as if he were considering exactly that possibility. Then he got his first good look at the two girls standing in line with Laurie and thought of other possibilities. One was extremely tall, at least six feet, with long, French-braided, blonde hair and pale, blue eyes. She was dressed similar to Laurie with a pink micro mini skirt made out of some type of stretch fabric that let the whole world know just how round her ass really was. From lack of visible panty lines, she and Laurie must have both been wearing g-strings. Either that, or they weren't wearing any panties at all. While Laurie's skirt was similar in material type and lack of length, hers was orange instead of pink like Francine's. Maurice amusingly thought it appeared as if the two of them ran out of clothes and Laurie wore the bra while the tall girl wore the blouse. Either way, he liked how the tall girl tied the blouse in front so that everyone could see that her abs were just as toned as Laurie's were. Nice, Maurice thought. Very fucking nice. 

That was until he got a better look at Natasha. She must have been around five-six or seven, but the heels she was wearing made her look taller. The peach dress she was wearing complimented well with her creamy complexion and did absolutely nothing to hide the curves of her figure. It was long enough to just cover her knees, but that was enough to show how nice her legs must be. And, there was just enough of her tits showing over the top to reveal just how generous they must be. Like Laurie's other friend, she was obviously without a bra; but she carried herself so as it didn't make her appear trashy for not wearing one. Even though she had the same glazed over, high as a kite, look in her eyes as the other two; she just didn't seem to belong with them. Maurice couldn't exactly put his finger on what it was, but even as stoned as she obviously was, she still gave off an almost royal air about her. She literally reeked of sophistication. Oh yeah, Maurice thought. This is the one I want. I'm going to give her the fuck of her life tonight. 

"Let 'em in, Brian," Maurice said. "They're going to be my personal guests tonight."

Brian smiled knowingly and stepped aside to let the three girls into the converted warehouse. They followed Maurice into the crowd until he stopped and talked to a girl wearing a purple bikini and carrying a tray. "Have a table brought out for my friends, Cherie."

"Right away, Mo," the girl said as she turned and walked back into the crowd. Almost from nowhere, two guys nearly the size of Brian appeared with a table and four chairs. Then Cherie showed back up with an ashtray that she sat on the table as she asked, "What can I get y'all?"

"I'll take a Jim Beam and Coke," Laurie said as she sat down and immediately lit a Marlboro.

"I'll have the same thing," Francine said as she shook a cigarette out of Laurie's pack. 

Cherie looked at Natasha and said, "Want to make it three, sweetie?"

Nat turned up her nose slightly at the thought of drinking any more American Whiskey and asked, "What kind of wine selection do you have?"

Cherie giggled and said, "I can get you a cooler if you want, but we don't have any wine."

Natasha looked puzzled and said, "A cooler?" 

Cherie shifted her look to Laurie who said, "Come on. You know what a cooler is. Its just wine mixed with fruit juice."

Nat turned up her nose less slightly and said, "Why would anyone ruin good wine by mixing it with fruit juice?"

"No," Laurie said. "They're fucking cool. You'll like them."

Nat looked skeptical so Laurie turned back to Cherie and said, "Bring her a strawberry daiquiri wine cooler. She'll fucking love it."

Without even thinking about what she was doing, Natasha found herself reaching for Laurie's pack of cigarettes and shaking one loose. Laurie flicked on her lighter and held the flame out for her. Just as Natasha was blowing out a stream of smoke, Maurice reappeared and took the seat next to her. "So, what can I do to make your night special?"

Laurie and Francine both caught on that though he didn't specify, it was Natasha's night that Mo wanted to make special and not theirs. "It's been pretty special already," Nat said. "Just getting me out of the cold has done wonders."

"Ahhhhh," Mo said, "So, you owe me then?"

Feeling the lingering effects of the marijuana, Nat said, "You better believe I do."

Nat felt Laurie nudging her shin under her table and when she looked at her Laurie was shaking her head at her. Maurice smiled as he caught the look Laurie was giving the girl and said, "Well, I've more things to see to. I'm Maurice, and we'll definitely have to get together again before the night is up."

Nat let him take her hand and she giggled as he unexpectedly kissed it, "I'm Natasha, but everyone calls me Nat. This is Francine, but everyone calls her Frankie. And, I'd very much like to get together again."

Mo shook and kissed Frankie's hand as well and then disappeared into the crowd. Almost immediately upon his disappearance, Laurie was all but snarling, "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Nat?"

Startled. Nat wasn't sure how to react, or what to say. "What do you mean?"

Laurie leaned across the table so she could speak lower, but her words lost none of their intensity. "If you're looking to have eight inches of black cock shoved up your ass tonight, then by all means follow along with flirting Mo up. If you aren't looking for that, you better listen to me and chill with the vibs you're sending out."

"Huh?"

"Come on, girl. You can't be this dumb. Mo has picked you out and has full intention of fucking you before the night is over."

Disbelieving, Nat said, "All he did was kiss my hand, Laurie."

Laurie rolled her eyes and said, "This ain't some tea party in Taunton, England. This is my turf, and I'm telling you that you are only a short time away from getting the fuck of your life."

"Don't be ridiculous, Laurie. I have no intention of fucking anyone."

Frankie almost gasped and then giggled as she heard the words come out of Natasha's mouth. Realizing what she'd said, Nat thought to herself. Oh my god, I just said FUCK out loud. 

Then Cherie returned and set each of their drinks down in front of them. Frankie and Laurie both shook new cigarettes out of the pack and without even being aware that she had done so, Natasha shook one out too as they all three allowed Cherie to light them. As Laurie was downing her drink in one swallow, Nat took a sip of hers and thought, wow. This is good. So sweet.

Laurie stood up and Frankie asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go get us some coke. If Mo shows up before I get back, don't let her leave with him."

"Oh, Laurie," Natasha said. "You're being silly. I'm a big girl and have no intentions of getting fucked by someone I just met tonight."

She paused as she thought to herself that she had just done it again. 

"And, I suppose you think your intentions have anything to do with it," Laurie said.

"I hardly think your friend is going to rape me."

"No, but he'll smooth you right out of your panties before you even know they're gone."

Frankie and Natasha both laughed at that thought, and Natasha said, "Whatever. Hey, why are you leaving to go get coke? You could have just asked Cherie."

Frankie giggled and Laurie looked at her as if she didn't believe the words she heard come out of Nat's mouth. Then she looked back at Nat and said, "This is an underground club, but even here, you're not going to be able to buy coke from the waitress."

Still puzzled, Nat said, "Why not?"

Frankie leaned over and whispered in Nat's ear, "She's talking about cocaine not coca-cola, sweetie. She's gonna go get us some blow."

Nat immediately blushed beet red and said, "Oh. Shit. I feel stupid."

Laurie laughed and leaned down to kiss Nat softly on the lips. Surprisingly, she hadn't pulled away but blushed even more as Laurie pulled back from the kiss and said, "Don't. You're a complete dear. I'll be back."

As Laurie drifted off into the crowd, Natasha still tingling from the kiss Laurie had given her, looked at Frankie and said, "Frankie. You're not going to snort cocaine with her, are you?"

"I sure as fuck am. Aren't you?"

Natasha shook her head vigorously and said, "Absolutely not."

"You already told me you've snorted it before," Francine said. "Didn't you like it?"

Natasha paused before saying, "Actually, I loved it. That's why I have no intention of snorting any tonight."

Francine rolled her eyes and said, "You lost me there."

Natasha stood up and stuffed her cigarette out in the ashtray. Then she said, "If you want to do cocaine with that girl, I won't try to talk you out of it; but I'm going back to the room."

Francine touched her arm and said, "Jesus, Nat. Sit down. Stay and party with us a little more. You've got to let go and have just a little bit of fun. No one back in Tauton will ever know that you snorted a little blow with us."

Actually, Nat thought. That is true. No one would ever know. And, she couldn't help thinking that although she'd only snorted cocaine three times, there was nothing she could remember that she had ever enjoyed more. That included her limited experience with sex. Shit, she thought as she sat back down. Maybe she'd have just a couple of lines if Laurie came back with any.

What the hell? I'll let fate decide, she thought as she reached into her purse and took out her phone. I'll call Cleo one more time. If she answers and comes to get me, I'll go. If she doesn't, I'll stay and party a little bit. As she was punching out the numbers, Maurice sat next to her again and said, "How are my new favorite ladies doing?"

Frankie giggled as Nat smiled to him and said, "Just fine."

Before Maurice could respond, Natasha heard Cleo pick up her phone and say, "This is Cleo. Who are you?"

*

Laurie made her way to the spot in the corner of the old warehouse where she knew she'd find Alfonso. "Hola, mi guapo," she said as she began to finger the top button of Alfonso's shirt.

Alfonso pushed her hand away and said, "Knock it off, Laurie. You almost got me fucking fired tonight."

She smiled before she leaned her lips to Alfonso's to give him a brief kiss. She smiled even broader when Alfonso allowed the kiss to happen. When she broke from the kiss, she said, "But you didn't, did you? Besides, you know you can't stay mad at anyone who gives head the way I do."

Despite himself, Alfonso laughed and said, "You got that right, muchacha. Speaking of head though. You never finished what you started tonight."

"Oh, I finished it alright," she teased. "Just not on you."

"Huh?"

"Did you see Simpson before you left work?"

"Yeah. I expected him to fire my ass, but he just told me to enjoy the rest of my day."

"So," she said. "It's safe to say that he was unusually chipper then."

Alfonso shrugged and said, "Yeah. I guess. Oh shit. That's why I didn't get fired. You fucked him."

Laurie giggled. "Yep. You owe me big time."

"Bullshit I owe you," Alfonso said. "That just makes us even for the pot you scored."

"Fair enough," Laurie said. "But tell me. Have you picked up any blow?"

"I've got a little," he said.

"I don't need a lot. Just enough to get me and my friends wired for the night."

"I've got a couple of grams."

"That's cool," Laurie said. "Give me one of them."

"Give you?"

"I did save your job."

"It's your fault my job was in jeopardy," he said.

Laurie sighed and said, "Okay. You got me there. I still don't have any money though."

"That's okay," Alfonso said. "You know what I want anyway."

"Yeah," Laurie said. "I know what you want. Come on let's step into one of these empty offices in the back where they keep the whiskey."

"Now you're talking," Alfonso said as he followed Laurie into one of the rooms that had boxes stacked nearly to the ceiling. He shut and locked the door behind him so there wouldn't be any interruptions this time. Then he pulled Laurie to him and mashed his lips forcefully against hers. 

She pushed him away and said, "Calmate, mi guapo. Show me what you got first."

"Sure," he said as he produced two small, zip-lock bags of white powder from underneath his sweater. 

Laurie accepted one of the bags and opened it to dip her little finger inside. She scooped a small bit out with her nail and lifted it up to her nostril. As soon as she snorted it, she felt that instant rush that only pure cocaine could have given her. She smiled and laid the bag on one of the shorter stacks of boxes she was standing next to and said, "That's some good shit."




Border Adventure Ch. 4



"Of course it is," Alfonso said. "Now. I showed you mine. Let me see yours."

"No problema, mi guapo," Laurie said as she reached behind her to unsnap the bra she was wearing as an outer garment and let it fall to the floor. 

Alfonso whistled at the way her nipples popped to immediate attention as soon as the air hit them, as if they'd been given some type of command to do so. She took a step closer so that Alfonso could cup her tits in his hand and brush his palms across her sensitive nipples. She moaned as he leaned his lips to hers and gave her a softer kiss that was more to her liking than the rough one he had forced on her when they first entered the storeroom. She let his tongue slip into her mouth and intertwine with her own. As soon as he let go of her tits and cupped her ass to pull her crotch into his, she broke away from the kiss and said, "I had a taste of your coke, now late me get another taste of your cock."

Then she grasped the zipper of his pants and brought it open as she dropped to her knees. As soon as she was kneeling in front of him, she had his erect cock out of his pants and was stroking it with her soft hands. She continued to run the palms of her hands up and down the length of his shaft as she took the head of his dick into her mouth. Gradually she worked more and more of it into her mouth until she was swallowing it all and the tip was hitting the back of her throat. She fought back the gag impulse as she relaxed her throat muscles and allowed Alfonso to roughly grip her hair and begin to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. 

She continued to go down on Alfonso's cock as if she were a dehydrated woman just found walking in the desert and given a fresh piece of ice to suckle. Of course, Alfonso became so lost in the pleasure that he didn't even think to pull out as he felt his cum welling up from deep inside his balls. Besides, he knew from word of mouth that Laurie didn't mind swallowing someone's load. And swallow his load is exactly what she did as he began to cum. She greedily sucked every drop of his cum out of him until there was nothing left for her but to let his shriveled cock fall limp from her lips. 

As she retrieved her bra from the floor and slipped back into it, she also palmed the zip-lock bag filled with blow and stuffed it up under her skirt. Once she had the coke hidden and in place and the bra refastened, she turned her attention to the widely grinning Alfonso. She patted his cheek and said, "Gee, baby. I thought you wanted to fuck."

Alfonso's grin quickly faded as he realized he'd been duped and he said, "Hey, wait a minute, puta. A fuck was the deal, not a blow job."

Laurie shrugged and said, "I was prepared to fuck. You're the one that just blew his load in my mouth without even giving a warning."

"B-b-but," Alfonso stuttered.

Laurie pressed a finger to his lips and said, "Shush. Maybe next time, sweetie. You got to learn to control that thing though."

Then she turned, unlocked the door, and stepped out of the storeroom.

*

"Cleo!" Natasha excitedly yelled over the noise of the crowd. "This is Nat!"

"Nat!" Cleo responded just as excitedly. "Where the hell are you?"

"I'm in Dallas. I've been calling you for hours."

"I know. I saw this number on my caller I.D. I've been in emergency surgery."

"You feel like coming out and having a few drinks with us?"

"Who is us, and where are you having drinks at this hour?"

"My friend Frankie from back home and my American friend that I met in Amsterdam last spring."

"You mean Laurie?"

"You know Laurie?"

"We've met a few times," Cleo said. "I knew her sister a bit better."

"Oh. Well anyway," Natasha continued. "Laurie took Frankie and me to this place she calls an underground."

"My god, Nat," Cleo exclaimed as she noticed the way Natasha was slightly slurring her words. "You're at a rave and you're drunk."

"I've only had a couple of drinks," Nat said. "And, what's a rave?"

"A rave is an underground party of sorts that goes on way after normal hours. Are you sure you aren't drunk?"

"Really. I had one drink in the hotel, and I've had one drink that I haven't even finished here at the party."

Not meaning what she was saying, Cleo then joked, "I guess you're high then, because you sure don't sound sober."

When Cleo's joke was met with Nat's silence, she laughed and said, "Oh my god, Nat. You are high, aren't you?"

"Maybe a little bit," Nat said shyly. 

"Shit," Cleo said. "I'm about to fall asleep, or I'd come get you."

"Really, Cleo," Natasha protested. "I'm a big girl that doesn't need to be rescued."

"Who said anything about coming to your rescue? I want some of whatever it is you've had."

"Oh," Nat said. "I never would have thought."

Cleo laughed and said, "I could tell you a story or two. So could Laurie if you ask her."

"YOU have partied with Laurie," Nat said. 

"A time or two," Cleo admitted. "Come on. That's not so shocking. Not nearly as shocking as the thought of YOU partying with her."

"Fuck me," Natasha said.

Cleo chuckled heartily at the sound of Nat's words and said, "Now I know you've either been smoking or snorting some good shit."

"Just smoking," Nat said. "So far. Laurie went off to get some other stuff though."

"Just be careful," Cleo warned.

"We already went over me being a big girl," Natasha said.

"I know, but you're still in no league to be partying with Laurie. Hey, she knows how to have fun though, so enjoy yourself."

"You're not going to come?" Natasha asked.

"I'm dead, and have to get some sleep. I'll come to your hotel and get you in the morning though. You can tell your big sis everything."

"Cool," Natasha said.

Cleo laughed again and said, "Did you just say cool?"

"Well," Natasha said.

"Never mind," Cleo returned, still laughing. "You're at the same hotel Paul always stays at, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I'm off tomorrow. I'll come over there and get you right after I wake up."

"That will be super. I was going down to some place called South Padre Island for spring break with Frankie, but I'll leave her and Laurie to each other and stay up here with you."

"Great. I'll see you in the morning then."

"Sure. See you," Nat said as she pressed the end call button on her phone. She then turned her attention back to Maurice and said, "An old friend of the family."

"I gathered," he said. "Has it been a while since you've seen each other?"

"She visited my family in England the Christmas before last. I've only talked to her on the phone or by email since then."

"Big plans to get together then?"

"We'll see," Natasha said as she drank the rest of her wine cooler and stood up. "She's picking me up early tomorrow, so I better get back to the hotel and have some sleep."

Maurice stood too and said, "Let me get you a ride. You're in no condition to be trying to navigate this city solo."

"That would be wonderful," Natasha said as she let Maurice take her hand. "See you later, Frankie. Be careful."

"I think you're the one that should be careful," Frankie said.

"Don't worry," Maurice said. "She's safe in my hands."

"See, Frankie," Natasha said. "I'm all safe in Maurice's big strong hands."

"Oh brother," Frankie muttered as she watched Maurice's arm circle Nat's back as he led her through the crowd.

*

Laurie returned to the table to find Frankie sitting alone smoking one of her Marlboros. As she pulled out a chair and sat down she said, "Where's Nat?"

"She left a few minutes ago."

"Fuck," Laurie said. "We better go find her. She's got no business being out there by herself at this time of the morning."

"She's not alone."

"Who is she with?"

"You know."

"Mo?"

"Yep."

Laurie began to laugh uncontrollably. When her laughter finally subsided, she took Frankie by the hand and said, "Come on. I've got some really good shit. Let's go back to the bathroom and snort a line or two."

"What about Nat?"

"We'll save her some."

"You don't think we should go make sure she's okay?"

Laurie shook her head and said, "Nope. I've fucked Maurice, so trust me. She is definitely okay. Now come on. Let's go snort some of this. Then I'll take you to meet my friend Alfonso and we'll see about you persuading him out of the second bag he has."

*

Natasha flicked on the lights as soon as Maurice had opened the hotel room door for her. He stepped in behind her and laid the key card on the counter next to the mini-bar. "Would you like a drink?" he asked. "I mix a mean rum and coke."

"Hmmm," Natasha said. "Don't tell anyone, but I love rum."

The smile that came upon Mo's face resembled that of the cat that just drank the cream, but as he began to speak, Natasha put her finger to his lips and said, "You followed me up here because you needed to borrow my bathroom, not because I needed you to play bartender for me."

"I just thought you might like to have a drink with me," Mo said.

"Uh huh," Natasha said. "I know exactly what you thought I'd like."

He slipped his hand behind her waist and pulled her next to him. As he leaned his lips down to hers, he said, "Tell me I'm wrong about that."

She let his lips proceed towards hers until they were just about to touch. Then she turned away and slipped out of his grasp and said, "You're not wrong, but you still need to leave."

"What?" Mo asked incredulously. "Tell me you don't want to fuck just as much as I do."

Nat shrugged and said, "As much as I'd love for you to throw me onto that bed right now, I don't sleep with guys the first night I meet them."

"But, I'm not just any guy."

Nat giggled. Oh god, she thought. I'm still giggling. "No. You're a very handsome guy that oozes testosterone, but I'm still not going to go to bed with you tonight."

"Okay," Mo said as he stepped closer. "I can respect that, but you are going to kiss me."

Then he leaned his lips to hers and this time she let their lips meet. Only briefly though, before she stepped away and said, "There. You've had your kiss. Now, if you still need to use the bathroom, you can do so. Then you need to leave."

Mo laughed easily and said, "That's okay. I can wait until I get back to the party. Tell me something though. What's up with you and Laurie?"

"Why do you ask something like that?" Natasha said as she thought back to the kiss she had allowed Laurie to give her in the club.

"She seemed awful protective of you. That isn't like her. She isn't sweet on you, is she?"

Natasha blushed and said, "Don't be silly. She and my dad are friends."

"Friends?"

"Yeah. Friends."

Mo laughed even more easily than before and said, "Girl. Laurie doesn't have friends."

Natasha shifted her weight uneasily from foot to foot and said, "Of course she has friends. I've met several of them."

Mo just shook his head as he stepped to the door and said, "Okay, baby. I'll leave you thinking that if it's what you want to believe."

*

"You better not be thinking I'm just going to give you that second bag of coke," Alfonso said as Laurie guided him into the same storeroom they'd been to before. As soon as he stepped inside though, he saw Francine leaning against a stack of whiskey boxes. The sight of her standing before him with her shoes kicked off, and skirt lying on the floor beside them caused him to stop dead in his tracks. As soon as she dropped her blouse to the floor with her skirt and stood before them in nothing but her white thong panties, Alfonso released a whistle and said, "Buenos noches, bonita."

Then he felt Laurie begin to nibble his ear from behind and he turned to kiss her. Upon kissing her, he realized that Laurie was completely naked and had made a pile of her own with discarded clothes. Then he felt the tall girl's lips on his other ear and he turned back to kiss her. As he kissed her, he let his fingers drift between her legs to find that she no longer even had her thongs on. 

He felt Laurie's hands pulling his sweater over his head as her friend dropped to her knees and began to unbuckle his belt. Soon his sweater, his shirt, his pants, his shoes, his socks, his underwear were all pulled off of him and tossed in every which direction. Then his dick was slipping into the tall blonde girl's mouth as Laurie was rimming his asshole with her tongue. God he loved that. 

Then Laurie was slipping her finger into his asshole and massaging his prostate gland with her finger as the other girl took him deeper and deeper into her throat. He groaned as he could stand it no longer and began to unload his semen into the girl's mouth. She continued to suck until she had swallowed every drop. Then he realized. He'd done it again. His face turned red, and he said, "God damn it, Laurie. You're not getting away with this again."

But she softly pressed her fingers against his lips and leaned her lips to meet Francine's. Alfonso watched curiously as Laurie guided her friend to the floor and the two pretty girls lay prone and continued to kiss. He felt his cock begin to stir as Laurie kissed her way down and softly began to kiss and suck the other girl's nipples. As he watched the girl's legs open and Laurie ease her tongue to the lips of her vulva, he became fully erect.

It was only a minute or two before Laurie's expert tongue was bringing the girl to orgasm and Laurie was kissing her way back up until their lips were meeting again. When they had reversed positions and the blonde girl was between Laurie's legs licking away at her brown pussy lips, Alfonso's cock was at the point that it felt as it were about to burst. 

He dropped to his knees behind Francine and lifted her ass up so that he was able to place the tip of his cock along the lips of her pussy. She was very tight, but she was excited to the point that he was able to slide his steel hard cock into her with little difficulty. He began to stroke into her and as he did so, she humped her ass back to meet his thrusts. Soon the three of them found a rhythm of unison as Laurie grinded her pussy up into Frankie's tongue while Frankie humped back against the cock that was thrusting in and out of her. 

Laurie's orgasm came first and then Frankie lifted her lips from Laurie's clit and began to grunt and groan with her own orgasm as she felt Alfonso empty himself inside her pussy. Then they collapsed in a heap together on the floor. When they'd caught their breath again, Laurie said, "You better hope you can get that thing hard again, Alfonso. As good as you just fucked Frankie, I'm in the mood now to get some of it too."

*

Natasha lay in bed and her thoughts kept drifting back to Maurice. God she had really, really wanted to let him fuck her. It would have been so easy to just let him take her. No one at home would have ever known, and she wouldn't be lying in bed with an unsatisfied cunt that felt like it was on fire. As these thoughts raced through her mind, she found one hand slipping into her panties and the other sliding inside her pajama top up to her breast. 

She softly traced the tip of her middle finger along the lips of her pussy while she brushed her thumb back and forth across her clit. With her other hand, she just as softly massage her tits and used that thumb to brush across her nipples. As the fire in her cunt grew more intense, she left with the soft, gentle tracing of the lips of her slit and vigorously began to drive two fingers into her pussy. She'd stroke in and stroke out, stroke in and stroke out. Then she'd stop and roughly rub the side of her thumb back and forth over her clit. Then she'd leave that and resume stroking in and stroking out. All the while, as her fingers pumped in and out, she furiously squeezed her tits together with the other hand.

Somehow, the image of Maurice pumping his huge black cock in and out of her was replaced with one of Laurie lowering her pretty, tan face to between Natasha's creamy white thighs and applying her tongue to Natasha's blood engorged clitoris. Oh, my God, Natasha moaned as she rolled over onto her stomach and lifted her ass up into the air.

She discarded playing with her tits and viciously used her newly free hand to rub her clit while she continued humping two fingers of her other hand in and out of her dripping, burning cunt. Again, she moaned and cried out, oh my fucking God. Still another image came into her mind. This of Laurie lying before her, smooth brown legs completely open for her, her tongue lapping its' way over Laurie's clit as Maurice humped her doggy style. 

All visions were soon replaced by the intensity and the reality of Nat's own fingers driving rapidly into her pussy and Nat screaming out in the most incredible orgasm she had ever had.

*

Laurie and Francine walked out of the storeroom straightening their clothes and with the second bag of coke tucked snuggly away inside Laurie's thongs keeping company the first bag that was now only half full. Frankie's eyes roamed the crowd, and when she spotted Maurice she said, "Hey, isn't that your friend?"

Laurie spotted him too and said, "Yep. That's Mo. Let's go talk to him."

They each made their way to where Mo was standing talking to Cherie and Laurie said, "Back so quick, Mo?"

Cherie went away and Mo turned to Laurie and said, "Sure. I just wanted to be sure she got home safe. You had that girl so stoned, she could barely stand up."

Laurie grinned from ear to ear and said, "Bullshit. You struck out."

Mo laughed and said, "Okay. You got me. If I had my way, I'd be there driving her into her mattress right now."

Laurie and Frankie both giggled, and as Laurie skirted Frankie away, Frankie asked, "Where are we going?"

"Back to the room. I want to get you in bed so I can fuck you right instead of having to do it laying over boxes of whiskey."

"Cool."



Border Adventure Ch. 5



Laurie and Frankie eased open the hotel room door and stepped quietly inside with their shoes in their hands. Neither one wanted to wake Natasha, so they knew they could step much more softly without their pumps on. The window shades were open and just enough morning light shown in from the city that they were able to see Nat sleeping with one pillow and a rumpled sheet in her arms. 

"Looks just like an angel, doesn't she," Frankie said. 

"Uh huh," Laurie agreed. "I'd love to do a few not so angelic things with her though."

"Shhhh," Frankie whispered. "She might hear you."

Laurie leaned her ear closer to Nat's face and recognized the even breathing of someone in a deep sleep and said, "Na. She's out like a light. Come on."

On her command, Frankie followed Laurie into the bathroom and watched her pull both bags of cocaine from under her skirt. Frankie giggled at the thought of both those bags stuffed into Laurie's g-string giving off the appearance that her friend was well hung. She stopped giggling and licked her lips in anticipation as Laurie poured out some of the white powder from one of the bags. She watched Laurie use a gold razor blade to divide off a portion of it and then split that portion of the cocaine into six evenly sized lines. Then Laurie set the blade aside and produced a gold straw. This was the first Frankie had seen of Laurie's accessories. At the rave, Laurie had used the nail of her little finger to scoop out small amounts of the drug, and both she and Frankie had snorted it from there. Seeing the gold blade and straw made Frankie wonder just how much of a snowflake aficionado Laurie really was. 

These thoughts left the mind of the British teenager as Laurie handed her the straw so she could have the first line. Frankie accepted Laurie's offer and held one end of the straw to her left nostril as she applied the other end to the bottom of the first line and inhaled as she moved it along the length of the line of white powder. Laurie smiled and nodded her approval as Frankie shifted the straw to her right nostril and snorted the second line. Then she took the straw from Frankie and snorted her two lines and held the straw out for Frankie to take it back. Not wanting to overdo it, and having already snorted a good bit at the rave, Frankie shook her head. Laurie shrugged and snorted the other two lines herself. Then she laid the straw next to the razorblade and smiled at Frankie. Frankie returned her smile and leaned her face down towards Laurie's so that their lips could touch. 

Laurie's mouth opened and let Frankie's tongue slip inside and intertwine with hers. As their tongues rolled around together inside Laurie's mouth, Laurie began to undo the buttons on Frankie's shirt. At the same time, Frankie was unsnapping Laurie's bra. Then they were helping each other out of their skirts. Once the skirts were gone, their g-strings soon followed until they were both naked and Laurie was walking Frankie to the other bed. As soon as Frankie had assured herself that Nat was asleep, she allowed Laurie to take her down onto the bed. 

Laurie softly kissed her way down to Frankie's nipples and sucked first one and then the other before moving on, planting soft, gentle kisses along Frankie's stomach. Once Laurie was between Frankie's legs, she began to slowly trace the tip of her tongue along the length of Frankie's narrow pink pussy lips. As she shifted her attention to Frankie's budding clitoris, she slipped the index finger of her right hand into Frankie's moist pussy. As she worked that finger and then a second one in and out of Frankie's pussy, Laurie placed her mouth over and covered the entire area surrounding Frankie's clit. Then she began to suck and lick vigorously as she pumped her fingers in and out just like they were a small cock. 

In short time, Frankie was purring just like a very contented cat. As Laurie continued to suck her clit though, those purrs soon turned to moans. In just a few moments, Frankie was gasping for breath and begging for Laurie to finish her off. Without moving her mouth from Frankie's clit, Laurie slipped her fingers out of her pussy and began to softly massage her anus. 

"Oh, good God," Frankie moaned. "That feels so fucking good."

Once Frankie's anus was thoroughly massaged, Laurie slipped her index finger back into Frankie's pussy to get it wet again from the girl's cunt juice. Then she slipped just the tip of that finger into Frankie's asshole and listened to her lover gasp, "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! That feels fucking incredible."

Laurie didn't try to go any deeper, but instead continued to massage that area of Frankie's anal opening and she sucked even harder than before on Frankie's clitoris. Then Frankie was exploding and cumming like she had never cum before. "Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, my fucking God. That's it, Laurie. Don't stop. Don't stop. Oh please. Don't fucking stop."

And Laurie didn't stop. She kept sucking and massaging until she brought Frankie completely over the top. When her finger was drenched from the cunt juice that was dripping down to Frankie's ass, Laurie slowly worked a little more of the finger inside Frankie's asshole until Frankie could no longer control her screams and erupted in one powerful orgasm after another. 

Once Francine had recovered from her orgasm, she rolled Laurie onto her back and began to kiss the inside of her friend's thighs. Then she worked her way up to the lips of Laurie's bare pussy and softly, slowly, leisurely even began to lick and dip her tongue into Laurie's vaginal opening. Laurie loved the way Francine chose not to go down on her with the same intensity that she had eaten Frankie's pussy with. No. This was better. The slow build up. Taking her higher. Higher. And still higher until she too was sending her orgasmic screams echoing off of the hotel room walls. 

Then Frankie slowly kissed her way up Laurie's torso until she was touching her lips to Laurie's and their tongues were lightly dancing together. The lay and kissed for several minutes before Frankie rolled to one side and pulled herself under the sheet to sleep. As she did that, Laurie sat up to return to the bathroom and briefly believed she caught Natasha quickly closing her eyes. Laurie suppressed her giggle as she thought; I hope you enjoyed the show, Ice Princess. Just wait until later though; I'll melt that ice. 

*

Did she see me shut my eyes, Nat thought? God I hope she didn't see me. Unbelievable, she thought. She couldn't believe how excited she was now. She knew Frankie and Laurie were lovers, but now it was so much more real that she'd actually watched them make love. She still couldn't get over how turned on she was. Was it because she'd never watched two people have sex before, or was because it had further aroused the curiosity she'd always had about being with another girl?

She heard the bathroom door open and squeezed her eyes shut, but her other senses worked overtime as she heard and felt Laurie's approaching presence. She heard Laurie sitting on the bed with Francine and she also heard her placing something on the nightstand between the two beds. She couldn't resist the temptation to open her eyes just a little and peek at what she was doing. She saw Laurie sitting down a hand held mirror along with a less than half full clear plastic bag of white powder. On the mirror were six evenly divided lines of the white powder that Natasha was certain had to be cocaine. Along with the bag and the mirror, Laurie also place a gold straw and a gold razor blade on the table and as soon as she had done that, she picked up her pack of cigarettes and shook two of them out into her mouth. She lit them both, and held one in the direction of Nat's bed and said, "Take the cigarette, Nat. I know you're awake."

Nat sat up and accepted the Marlboro that was being offered her. Silly as it may have been, Nat still found the need to pull closed her pajama top so that it would cover her breasts and hide them from Laurie's view. Still, the sight of Laurie's puckered nipples, only served to cause Nat's to harden as well allowing Laurie to view them even though they were covered. They smoked their cigarettes in silence for a moment before Laurie asked, "So, how was Mo?"

As Nat reached to stuff her cigarette out in the ashtray, her top fell open giving Laurie full view of her breasts and her erect nipples. She blushed when Laurie whistled softly. But, her embarrassment turned to defiance when Laurie repeated the question. "I said. How was Mo?"

"He was great," Natasha replied.

"He was?"

"Yeah," Nat continued. "He was."

"Tell me about him."

Natasha shifted nervously and said, "I'm sure you don't need me to tell you about him."

Laurie giggled and said, "You're sure of that, are you?"

"Yes. I am."

"Why? Did Mo tell you about how he fucked me in the ass the last time we did it?"

Nat cleared her throat and said, "Why yes. As a matter of fact, he did."

Laurie stood off of her bed and leaned closer to Nat. "Did he tell you how tight I am back there? How hard it is for him to get that big, black cock of his inside me?"

As Laurie moved closer to her, Nat surprised herself that she made no move to avoid the girl. "Huh," Laurie said. Breaking Nat from her trance. "Did he tell you that?"

"Yeah," Nat said very softly. "He told me how tight you are."

"Did he really?" Laurie said, her lips only inches, no, centimeters away from Nat's.

"No," Nat said in a barely audibly whisper. "He didn't say that all."

"I know he didn't," Laurie said as she let her lips touch Natasha's. Softly. No tongue. Just lips. Warm, soft lips. As Nat's lips began to part, Laurie briefly broke the kiss and gently nibbled Nat's ear. Laurie slowly traced the tip of her tongue into Natasha's ear and began to circle Natasha's nipple with her index finger. "Did you like watching us?"

Natasha moaned and could only nod because her voice had left her. Laurie briefly brought their lips back together before she kneeled in front of Natasha and softly kissed the nipple she had been stroking. Then she let her fingers drift down between Natasha's thighs as she shifted and just as softly kissed the other nipple. Lips only. No tongue. Then she kneeled down farther and kissed first the inside of Natasha's right thigh and then the inside of her left one. 

Natasha gasped in anguish, wanting to cry out for her not to stop, as Laurie left from that to stand and face away from her to the table between their two beds. Laurie picked up the mirror and the straw and calmly snorted one of the lines of cocaine that was laid out on the mirror. Then she handed the mirror and the straw to Nat. As if she were under a spell, Nat took the mirror with one hand and the straw with the other and held one end of the straw to her left nostril and used it to snort two of the lines off the mirror. Then she passed it back to Laurie who snorted one more line but left the other two on the mirror as she placed it and the straw back down on the table. 

Then, Laurie leaned her lips back down to meet Natasha's. Still very softly, and still with no tongue. As Nat's lips parted, Laurie leaned her weight into her and pressed her back against the bed. Laurie eased her thigh between Natasha's legs, and Natasha slowly began to rock her pussy against it. As their tongues finally began to roll together, Natasha began to rub just a little more furiously against Laurie's leg. So wrapped up in what was happening was Natasha that she almost didn't hear the soft clanking of the doorknocker against the door. In fact, neither she nor Laurie did hear it until the clanking became much more pronounced and they could even hear Cleo calling through the door, "Hey. Wake up in there?"

"Oh shit," Nat declared in that delightful accent of hers that made even the word shit sound sophisticated. Then she pushed herself up from beneath Laurie, and Laurie was completely unable to suppress her giggles as Nat scrambled into the bathroom instead of answering the door.

*

Laurie contemplated wrapping herself in the sheet from Nat's bed, but then thought, fuck it. Cleo's seen me naked before. She calmly walked to the door and opened it wide for Cleo to come in. Cleo grinned and gave Laurie a quick hug as she stepped into the room wearing a lime green, button down shirt tucked into a pair of faded Levi's and some tan, low-heel cowboy boots. The tall brunette looked more like a barrel racer than she did a surgical resident. She let go of Laurie and whistled as she saw the equally naked Francine wrapped up in her sheet, asleep on the far bed. When she spied the cocaine on the nightstand, she said, "Well. Well. Well. What have I walked into here?"

Laurie giggled and said, "Just a little party. You want some?"

Cleo hesitated for a second before saying, "I better not. I'm off today, but I'm on standby to get called back in. Besides, I haven't used blow since the last time I was with."

She stopped.

"You can go ahead and say it," Laurie said. "The last time you were with me and Michelle."

"I'm sorry," Cleo said. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"It's okay," Laurie said as she picked up the straw and used it to snort one of the lines still left on the mirror. She offered the straw to Cleo again. Almost out of guilt, Cleo accepted the straw and snorted the last line. 

Cleo laid the straw on the mirror and said, "I really am sorry."

"Cleo. Stop it. She's dead. Yeah it fucked me up for awhile, but I'm not going to avoid talking about her for the rest of my life. I loved her too much to shut out her memory."

Cleo dropped her purse on the bed and said, "Okay. Cool. Hey. Where's Nat?"

"She's in the shower."

Cleo's eyes went from Frankie to the cocaine and then back to Laurie before she said, "She wasn't in on this, was she?"

Laurie laughed, "This Ice Princess. You've got to be kidding me."

"Come on, Laurie. Don't call her that. She's a sweet kid."

Yeah, Laurie thought, a sweet kid that would be eating my pussy right now if you hadn't shown up. Aloud, she said, "Of course she is."

Changing the subject, Cleo asked, "Paul get off to Vancouver?"

"Oh, you could say he got off."

Cleo laughed out right and said, "My god, Laurie. You're incorrigible."

Laurie batted her eyes and said, "I know, but good god. The man can fuck."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," Laurie said. "Of course you would know that if you would have gone ahead and let Michelle put the two of you together."

Cleo shrugged and said, "You know. Michelle had me talked into it, but as soon as Paul realized it was me climbing onto his cock and not her, that was the end of that."

Laurie giggled and shook her head, "That's our Paul. For someone who is such a wonderful fuck, he can be fucking a prude."

At that moment, Natasha stepped out of the shower with her towel wrapped around her body. As Cleo stood up to greet her, Nat held out her arms and said, "Cleo. I'm so happy to finally see you. It's been forever."

Then they hugged and kissed each other on the cheek. At that, Laurie stood and stretched out her arms and said, "Well, I have to get some sleep. You don't mind if we keep the room another day do you, Nat? I don't think me or Frankie either one is likely to wake up before check out time."

Laurie was already crawling into bed with Frankie, as Nat said, "No, sweetie. Stay as long as you want. I'm going to spend the rest of the week with Cleo, but you and Frankie can go down to that beach, or stay here. Which ever you like."

"Thanks," Laurie said as she hugged her body against Frankie's and fell asleep.

As she, enviously, watched Laurie snuggle up with Frankie, Nat managed to catch that the mirror on the nightstand was now clean of cocaine. 

*

As Cleo and Natasha stepped out of the elevator into the hotel lobby, Nat spied the hotel tobacco shop and said, "Let's stop in there for a second."

Cleo looked from the shop to Nat and said, "I didn't know you smoked, Nat."

"I smoked for almost four years while I was away at university," Natasha said. "I managed to quit when I moved back in with Mum and Dad. Now, one night with that girl and I started up again."

Cleo laughed. It's nice to be around someone that laughs instead of giggles, Natasha thought. 

"Laurie is an influence, isn't she," Cleo said. "I've got a pack of Marlboros in my purse if you want one."

"You too," Natasha said? "But, you're a doctor."

Cleo laughed again. She's got a beautiful laugh, Nat thought.

"I bet I don't know ten doctors," Cleo said. "That didn't live off cigarettes, coffee and amphetamines while they were in med school. None of which are easy to give up."

"Oh," Natasha said. "I'll pass on the Marlboro unless I can't find my brand inside this shop."

"Okay," Cleo said. "Let's get you some smokes. Then we'll go get a cup of coffee and start getting caught up."

"Sounds like a wonderful plan," Natasha agreed.

*

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Laurie heard the phone going off and groggily fumbled for it, picked it up, put it to her ear and said, "What?"

"Is that you Laurie?"

Laurie lifted her head up a little higher and said, "Hi, Paul."

"What are you doing there?"

"Gee. That's a hell of a way for a man to greet his lover. I should hang the fuck up and go back to sleep."

"No. No," Paul said, hurriedly. "Don't do that. I was just surprised to hear you answering Natasha's phone. That's all."

Laurie sat up and stretched a bit before saying, "Okay. I forgive you for now. You'll probably pay for it when you come back through though."

"Pay for it. How?"

"I'll think of something. Something involving handcuffs comes to mind though. You looking for Nat?"

"Yes. I am actually."

Laurie looked at her watch and said, "She left with Cleo about half an hour ago. You can probably catch her on her cell."

"No that's alright. I'll give them a call later."

"How's Vancouver?"

"Good," Paul said. "It's still a beautiful city."

"You get laid yet?"

"Laurie," Paul began to sputter. "Where did you learn your manners?"

"Come on. I'm not Jenny. You can tell me," Laurie said. "I got laid last night."

"You did?"

"Yep. So did Frankie."

"Who by?"

"No one you know. He didn't compare to you though."

"That's nice to hear."

"Maybe you could wire us money for a plane ticket, and me and Frankie could fly up there. You'll like fucking Frankie. She's a wildcat."

"I don't think that would be such a good idea, Laurie," Paul said. 

"Why? You got somebody there already?"

"No," Paul said. "I just couldn't let you bring Frankie up here. It wouldn't be right. She's the daughter of one of my oldest friends. I'm her godfather."

"Paul, Paul, Paul," Laurie said. "If you'd seen Frankie getting fucked from behind last night while she ate my pussy, you'd have no reservations about me bring her up there for you to fuck."

"Laurie. Please."

"Don't Laurie me," she said. "Why do you insist on living in denial? You know you follow your dick wherever it takes you. If you walked in here right now and saw the two us naked as we are, you'd fuck us both and you know it."

"Laurie. Don't."

"Bullshit to that," Laurie giggled. "Anyway. I'm sleepy. Am I going to see you when you fly back through."

"Yes. I'll try."

"Good. We don't get to see enough of each other."

"You know I get to the states every chance I can," Paul said. "A lot of these trips I could delegate to someone else, but I come myself just so I can see you."

"I know," Laurie said. "I still wish we could see more of each other though. Nobody can make me cum the way you can."

Paul laughed and said, "You're just trying to make an old man feel good."

Laurie giggled and said, "Is it working?"

Paul laughed some more and said, "Perhaps."

"Have you thought anymore about what we discussed?"




Border Adventure Ch. 5



"What's that?"

"You getting me an apartment in London. You'd be able to come fuck me a couple of times a week then instead of once every two or three months."

"That would be so dangerous, Laurie."

"We'd be fine, Paul. What are you worried about?"

"You know what I'm worried about. What about Jenny?"

"You don't have to be worried about her. I bet half the business men in your town have mistresses in London and none of their wives are any the wiser. And, the wives that do know, don't care."

"I know, Laurie. But Jenny would. I know. I wouldn't do anything to hurt her."

"I know you love your wife, but you also love fucking me."

"I will think about it, Laurie."

"I know you will. Besides the fringe benefit will be the threesomes we'll be able to have."

Paul laughed and said, "Getting too old for threesomes." 

"Wait until you've fucked Frankie, dear. You won't think that way anymore. Plus, I fancy the idea of seducing a handsome young stud up into the bed with us."

"You would like that, would you?"

"Yes," said Laurie. "I would. Don't try to pretend that you wouldn't like it too."

*

As the waitress brought Cleo's Cafe Late and Natasha's Cappuccino, Natasha was opening her new pack of Dunhills and placing one into her mouth. As soon as the waitress placed the coffees down in front of them, she flicked on her lighter and applied flame to the end of Natasha's cigarette. 

"Thanks," Nat said as she blew a stream of smoke toward the ceiling. "Ahhhh. Now that's a cigarette."

Curiously, Cleo reached for the pack and extracted one. As she put it between her lips, she used the tip of Natasha's cigarette to light her own. As soon as the smoke hit the back of her throat and drifted down into her lungs, she began to cough. And cough. And cough some more. "Jesus Christ, Nat," she said. "That's good. I'd forgotten what a decent cigarette tastes like."

Natasha giggled and said, "Maybe you better go back to those little girly American cigarettes."

Cleo laughed with her, "I've never heard Marlboros called girly before, but compared to these they just might be. That's okay though I'll finish this one. Maybe I'll get used to them again."

To her horror, and Cleo's amusement, Natasha giggled again. "Oh my god," she said. "One day with those two, and I've become them."

"Laurie's okay," Cleo said. "Actually, she's a lot of fun. She could teach you a thing of two about having fun too."

"I'm sure she could," Natasha said quietly.

Cleo, with a bit more caution, took a second drag on her Dunhill and said, "From the way you sounded on the phone last night, she seemed well on her way to having class in session."

Natasha calmly sucked some more smoke deep into her lungs and as she let it out she said, "Please, Cleo. I had a couple of drinks. I'm not normally like that."

"No big deal. You should let your hair down some," Cleo said. "And, my guess is that unlike our former president, you also inhaled some marijuana."

"Huh," Natasha said.

Cleo laughed and said, "It's an inside joke we Americans share. When Bill Clinton was first running for President he was asked if he had ever smoked marijuana. Instead of just admitting that he had and moving on, the limp dick said that he'd smoked once when he was a student at Oxford but that he hadn't inhaled."

"Oh," Natasha said. "Well. I inhaled."

They both laughed and Cleo said, "I thought so. What about that cocaine I saw laying on the nightstand? Did you ingest any of that?"

When Natasha hesitated, Cleo said, "Silence is an answer."

"Come on, Cleo," Natasha said. "I'm on holiday. Don't give me one of Dad and Mum's lectures about drug abuse."

"Me. Lecture," Cleo said. "Unless they've since been wiped clean or more likely smudged, you'll find my fingerprints on that gold straw of Laurie's."

Nat's eyes grew wide as she said, "You do coke."

Cleo said, "Shhhh. Lower your voice for Christ's sake. That shit is against the law, you know."

"B-b-but," Natasha stammered. "You're a d-d-d.."

"I know," Cleo cut her off. "I'm a doctor. I only do it every now and then and never before I'm going on duty."

"Holy shit," Natasha said as she stuffed out her cigarette and drank the last of her cappuccino.

Cleo dropped her cigarette into what was left of her late and said, "Holy shit, huh? What else did Laurie get around to teaching you?"

"Huh. What do you mean? She didn't teach me anything else."

Cleo smiled at Natasha's obvious discomfort and said, "Come on let's get out of here. There are some great shops I want to take you to."

*

Less than half an hour since the last call. Ring. Ring. Ring. Jesus fucking Christ, Laurie groaned as she snapped up the phone and said, "Who the fuck is it?"

"Nat?"

"No. Nat isn't fucking here."

"Who is this?"

"This is her friend Laurie. Who the fuck are you, and why are you calling at this god awful hour."

"It's two o'clock in the afternoon."

"I know what time it is, and I've gotten less than an hours sleep because people keep calling this room looking for Nat."

"Well, it is Nat's room."

"I don't give a rat's ass whose motherfucking room it is. I'm the one that's trying to sleep in it. If you don't tell me who the fuck you are, I'm hanging the fuck up."

"You don't remember me?"

"I'm hanging up now," Laurie said.

Before she could put down the phone, he said, "It's Harvey. Howie's son. You remember. The car. The expressway. Europe."

"Oh shit. Harvey. Hey, how the fuck are you?"

"I'm good. Dad told me Nat was in Dallas and I thought I'd give her a call."

"Still trying to get in her pants, huh?"

"No," Harvey said. "Don't be silly. She's like a sister to me."

"Harvey," Laurie said. "You've cum in my mouth and in my ass. Don't try to lie to me about sex. I know how desperately you want to fuck Nat."

"Okay," Harvey said. "So I'd like to bone her. What guy wouldn't?"

"No argument here," Laurie said. "You've got no chance, you know."

"I know. I know," Harvey said. "She's saving herself."

"I don't know so much about that, but you're married. She'll never fuck you."

"Don't rub it in." 

"Not rubbing it in. You should just stick to fooling around with girls that don't mind if a guy's married or not."

"Like you?"

Laurie giggled and said, "I'm a good example. It's true."

"Well," Harvey said. "Perhaps you could help me out."

"What do you have in mind?"

"Dad and I want to build another hotel. This one is in Tampico."

"Go on."

"We have to fly down there and talk to this guy about it and he's kind of quirky. He's pretty much told us if we want to do business with him, we have to bring a couple of white girls down with us. We've also been told not to bring pros because he can spot them."

"Well, Harvey," Laurie said. "I'd love to help you out, but in case you've forgotten what I look like. I'll probably be darker than the guy you're talking about taking me down there to fuck."

"Big deal," Harvey said dismissively. "You talk just like any other American girl. You can say you lay out all the time."

"Hmmm," Laurie said. "It does sound like fun."

"Cool. Call up one of those other girls and we can go do business."

"Not necessary," Laurie said. "My friend Francine is asleep right here next to me and she'll be glad to go."

"Great. We'll fly our private jet up there to get both of you. Hey, is that Francine the girl that was with Nat last summer in Amsterdam? Len's daughter."

"That's right. This it too fucking cool," Laurie said. "My grandmother lives in Tampico. Maybe I can go say hi to her while we're there."

"Well," Harvey said. "We're not going to Tampico. This guy has an hacienda just across the border in some place called Rio Bravo."

"Shit," Laurie said. "That's a bad area, Harvey."

"Don't worry," he said. "Dad and I will be with you."

"Maybe that's what has me worried."

"Don't be silly." 

"Whatever," Laurie said. "Now let me get some sleep, or I'm going to be a total cunt when y'all get here."

"All right," Harvey said. "We won't be there until later tonight, so you've got lots of time to sleep."

*

As they were between dress shops, Natasha spotted that they had just driven past a liquor store and said, "Turn back. I want to go in there."

"I've got a couple of bottles of wine at home if you want to go open one," Cleo said.

"No. I don't want a bottle of wine. I want a strawberry daiquiri," Natasha said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I drank one last night and it was the best thing I ever tasted."

"Well, okay then. Let's go get you some wine coolers."

*

Less than one hour later. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Oh, Jesus motherfucking Christ," Laurie screamed as she snatched the phone again. "Who the fuck is it?"

"Laurie?"

"Oh. I'm sorry, Jenny. I just really need to sleep."

Jenny paused before saying, "I wanted to talk to Nat."

"She's with Cleo."

"I see. I don't suppose I should find it odd that you were in my husband's room yesterday morning when I called and you're in my daughter's room this afternoon? Is there anyone in my family that you haven't slept with?" Jenny joked.

Thinking about the night she had spent riding her son David's cock in an Amsterdam hotel room, Laurie tried to be funny and said to Jenny, "Well, I haven't scored with you yet. And, don't forget. Michelle and I had no secrets."

There was a silence at the other end of the phone and Laurie was relieved to hear Jenny laugh and say, "We'll have to do something about that the next time I'm in Texas."

"Cool."

"Okay," Jenny said. "I guess I'll let you get back to your sleep and call Natasha on her cell. Bye."

"Bye," Laurie said as she put down the phone and thought, damn. I hope she's serious. She might be fifty but she's still a sexy lady. Her sister Michelle had told her all about the time Michelle's friend Tammy and she had spent a day and a night with Jenny and Cleo. Paul had been there as well but didn't take part much. Until the early hours of the morning that is when Michelle had tried to get him to fuck Cleo. Michelle had really wanted to watch that. But almost as soon as Cleo climbed on top of him and he had entered her, he realized that it wasn't Michelle that he was fucking. He'd sent Cleo on her way to be with Tammy. Then, with Jenny wearing one of Michelle's strap on dildos, Paul had helped Jenny double penetrate Michelle. Paul had got her in the ass, of course.

Before her head was even able to hit the pillow. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Oh god damn. I give fucking up!"

Then she snatched the phone and said, "Nat's not here. Please let me sleep."

"I know Nat's not there, Laurie. I just talked to her on her cell phone."

"Oh. Paul. Hi, honey. What's up?"

"Not much, dear. I just got a call from Howard Wolfenstein."

"Really? What did Howie have to say?"

"Don't get angry."

"Angry?"

"He was asking my permission to take you to Mexico on a business trip."

Feeling the steam begin to rise, Laurie said, "He was what?"

"Laurie," Paul said cautiously. "I asked you not to get angry."

"You asked. I never said I wouldn't," Laurie spat at him. "Where does he get off asking anybody's permission to take me anywhere?"

"Laurie," Paul pleaded as he envisioned her hurling one glass object after another across the room. "Please calm down."

"Why should I calm down?"

"Well, I guess Harvey made some arrangement with you and Frankie."

"He did," Laurie confirmed.

"Howie and I go way back, and he was a little concerned that this arrangement would upset me."

"And, why would he think this arrangement of ours would upset you?"

"Like I said. He and I go way back, so he knows."

"Knows what?" Laurie said.

"That you're my mistress."

"I'm not your mistress, Paul. I'm someone you fuck when you happen to be flying through town."

"Now Laurie."

"Don't now Laurie me," she said. "When I'm living in an apartment in London, you can call me your mistress, and you can get upset when I make arrangements. I'll even let you tell me not to make those types of arrangements. But, as long as I'm just someone you fuck from time to time, I don't want to have conversations like this."

"I just wanted to call to tell you to be careful," Paul said.

"That's the only reason you called?"

"Yes."

"Careful of what? Going to Mexico, or Howie's nine inch cock."

Paul hesitated.

"Come on, Paul. Which is it that you want me to be careful of?"

"Both I suppose," Paul finally said.

"There. Was that so hard to admit to?"

Paul tried to laugh and sound casual as he said, "It was a little hard."

After a short pause he said, "Maybe we can discuss the apartment issue a little more when I'm done with my business here in Vancouver and I stop over in Texas."

Laurie smiled, knowing that she had him now. "Maybe we can. Bye."

"Bye."

As Laurie hung up the phone, she saw Francine staring at her. As Laurie reached her hand out to stroke her nipple, Francine said, "I knew you were fucking Nat's dad."

*

Francine lifted her head from between Laurie's thighs when she heard the clanking at the door and a male voice saying, "Room service."

She stood and started to walk to the door naked. Laurie said, "Are you going to answer the door like that, Frankie?"

Francine smile her fresh faced smile and said, "Of course, you don't expect me to get dressed, do you?" 

Laurie giggled and said, "I know I wouldn't." 

As soon as Francine opened the door and the young waiter began to roll his cart inside, his mouth dropped open the second he saw a six foot tall blue eyed blonde standing before him buck naked. Then he looked to the bed and saw an equally naked Latina lying on the bed with her legs still open. As he felt his cock begin to stir, the blonde said, "If you want your tip, you're going to have to bring that the rest of the way inside."

At that point the hotel waiter composed himself, pushed his cart inside and closed the door behind him. As soon as the door closed, the blonde stepped closer and said, "Hi, my name is Frankie."

Before he could respond with his own name, she was placing her lips on his and slipping her tongue into his mouth. She pressed her body against his and felt his cock grow hard against her thigh. Then she broke the kiss and dropped to her knees in front of him so that she could unzip his pants and remove his now fully erect cock. She playfully kissed the tip of it, and then took more of it into her mouth. Laurie lay on the bed and slowly stroked her fingertips back and forth across her clit as she watched Frankie take more and more of the boy's cock into her mouth.

Soon, the boy was gripping Frankie's hair and forcefully moving her mouth up and down the length of his shaft as humped against her face. Before the boy could cum though, she pulled her mouth off of his dick and said, "Not like this."

As Francine stood and bent over his cart to offer herself to him from behind, Laurie buried two fingers into her own pussy and began to drive them in and out while she continued to rub her clit with her other hand. 

As soon as Francine bent over the cart, the boy stepped behind her and pushed his dick against the lips of her pussy. She pushed back against him to help him slip inside. In a matter of moments, he was thrusting deeply into her while she just as vigorously humped back against him to match his thrusts. All the while, Laurie was working her fingers faster and faster into her pussy and over her clit while she watched. Until, finally, Francine began to scream that she was cumming.

Francine's screams were just the right motivator to send the boy over the top and he was soon groaning as he released his load inside her. 

Seeing that the Latina on the bed was still trying to achieve orgasm, the boy left the blonde that he had bent over his cart and walked over to the bed. As soon as he reached her, he shoved his still erect penis into her cunt and enjoyed the way she wrapped short, strong legs around his hips and pulled him down into her. 

The feel of his cock pumping in and out of her was all Laurie needed, and she was soon sending out screams that had the boy worried that hotel security would be coming to the room to check on what was happening. 

When the girl beneath him finally went slack the boy stopped pumping and moved to get off of her. But, before he could put his dripping cock back into his slacks the tall, blonde was behind him pulling off his shirt and saying, "Come on. You don't think we're done giving you your tip yet, do you?"



Border Adventure Ch. 6



Laurie and Frankie both gasped with awe as they sat between Howie and Harvey and stared out the window of the limousine and observed the beauty and magnitude of the estate they were entering. Laurie could not believe her eyes as she said, "This place is just too fucking huge. I don't believe this place."

"I know," Frankie agreed. "It looks like something the Queen would own."

Howie and Harvey both smiled at the teenage girls' amazement. Truth be told, they were both a little taken back by the size of Victor Ramirez's hacienda as well. Victor's driver pulled the limo to a stop in front of the entrance of the main house. As he opened the trunk to remove their bags, the Wolfensteins and their two companions piled out of the car. The driver took that moment to again admire the asses of the two girls. Victor will be pleased he thought. Both are blonde with blue eyes and athletic bodies, as well as being obviously very young. Just the way Victor liked his girls. Of course the driver had no way of knowing that the shorter of the two girls, the one that obviously spent a great deal of time working on her tan, had actually dyed her hair blonde just that afternoon and was wearing contacts that made her brown eyes appear to be blue. 

As soon as they were inside, the driver sat down their bags and two men appeared to carry them off. It did not go unnoticed to anyone that both the men had AK-47s slung over their backs. Before they could comment to each other, a short, thin, man with neatly cut black hair wearing a black shirt unbuttoned in the front and tucked into black jeans with a pair of black, hand crafted, cowboy boots appeared and said, "That will be all, Adriel."

At that, the driver slipped away and Victor Ramirez said to his guests, "Welcome to my home."

He first shook hands with Howie and then Harvey. Both of whom greeted him respectfully by calling him Senor Ramirez. At which he replied, "Please. Call me Victor."

With that out of the way, Victor turned his attention to the girls. Both were dressed in white, skintight shorts and tennis shoes with Laurie wearing a yellow halter-top as opposed to the green one that Francine was wearing. Victor kissed each of their hands and made no effort to hide the way he was studying their appearance, and he openly admired the way they candidly revealed ample flesh with their chosen apparel. He especially loved the way they bared their midriffs for all to see. He spoke first to Laurie and said, "How old are you, my beautiful child?"

Laurie smiled and lied without blinking, "I'll be sixteen in July."

"Mmmmm," Victor said. "Really? I'd have sworn you weren't a day over fourteen."

Laurie smiled more broadly at how easily she'd deceived him into believing she was so much younger than her actually age of eighteen and said, "That's what everyone says to me."

"I'm sure," Victor said as he turned to Frankie and said, "What about you, mi guera?"

Just as they'd rehearsed, Frankie also lied and said, "I turned sixteen last month."

At the sound of her voice, Victor said, "You're not American."

Frankie returned his smile and said, "No. I'm British."

"And what are you doing so far from home?"

"I'm visiting my Uncle Howie for a few days while I'm on holiday from school."

Victor looked to Howie and said, "She's your niece?"

Howie smiled and lied just as easily as the girls had as he said, "Yes, my sister betrayed the family and married an Englishman."

"Perfect," Victor said. "They're both perfect."

Then he turned back to the girls and said, "I hope you don't mind, but I have a house rule."

"Usually," Laurie began. "When a person starts out with I hope you don't mind, it's because they are about to tell you something that they are sure you will very much mind hearing."

Victor looked at Laurie more closely before saying to Howie, "And where did you find this one? She is very clever for her years."

Howie shrugged and, as if he was uncertain which shamed him more, said, "My other sister married a Texan."

To both Howie and Harvey's relief, Victor laughed joyously at Howie's last remark. Then he continued, "Anyway. I have a house rule. One that I insist be obeyed without exception. All visitors must undress as soon as they enter the house."

"Excuse me," Laurie said.

"This is very unusual," Harvey said. "More than that. It's ridiculous."

"Harvey," Howie said sternly. Then he turned back to Victor. "What is going on here, Victor?"

"It is a professional caution of mine," Victor said. "There are any number of places for a clothed person to hide a wire. It isn't so easy for a naked person."

"Jesus Christ, Victor. We came down here to close out the deal on building a hotel. What the fuck would we be wearing a wire for?"

"I have enemies that would love to see me in jail. That is my rule. If you don't want to follow it, I'll have your bags brought back, and Adriel will drive you back to the airport in Reynosa."

Howie was about to tell Victor he could take a flying fuck when Laurie said, "Mellow out, Uncle Howie. You brought us down here to help close your deal. We knew we were going to be getting naked for the guy eventually. So we do it here, instead of the bedroom. No big deal."

At that, Laurie and Frankie both bent over and untied their tennis shoes before they stood back up and kicked them off. Then they each unhooked the other's halter-top, and as soon as they had tossed their tops over to be with the tennis shoes, they were peeling their shorts down their legs. Finally, they both stood naked before Victor. Nice, Victor thought. He loved the fact that both their pussies were free of hair. 

After he finished admiring, the girls, Victor turned to the Wolfensteins and said, "Your turn."

"What?"

"I said. Your turn."

"I'm not getting undressed for you," Harvey said.

"Harvey!"

"I'm not, Dad. This is crazy."

"Very well," Victor responded. "I'm sure I can find someone else to build a hotel in Tampico."

"Harvey," Howie said as he shrugged out of his jacket and loosened his tie. "Take off your fucking clothes."

*

Natasha and Cleo sat together on Cleo's sofa. They'd finished the wine coolers long ago and were now working on their second bottle of wine. They'd gone for a swim earlier and each was now wearing only a terry cloth robe. Nat had made the mistake of wearing high heels instead of her tennis shoes during their days shopping excursion, so Cleo was now rubbing her feet for her. After Cleo finished the first foot and went to work on the second one, Natasha purred, "Oh Jesus, Cleo. It's no wonder you went into surgery. Your touch is like magic."

Cleo laughed and said, "I guess if things fall through at the hospital I can always get work as a masseuse."

Nat groaned her pleasure and said, "That sounds wonderful."

"So," Cleo said as she continued to rub Nat's foot. "When are you going to get another boyfriend?"

"I don't know," Nat said. "When I meet a guy that can rub my feet the way you can, I guess."

Cleo laughed and said, "Don't hold your breath waiting for that."

"I won't," Nat agreed. "What about you? When are you going to get another boyfriend?"

"Richard kind of soured me on guys for awhile," Cleo said. "Besides, who needs guys when they have a good vibrator."

Nat laughed out right and said, "Isn't that the truth."

Cleo furled one of her eyebrows at Nat as her hands moved from the girl's foot up to her calf, and she said, "You have one?"

Nat smiled sheepishly and she said, "Well. No. But my fingers get a lot of exercise." 

Cleo laughed louder and Nat was again reminded of how much she enjoyed Cleo's laughter. Then she groaned as Cleo worked her hands into the muscles above her knee and found herself subconsciously opening her legs. Cleo lifted Nat's right leg and let the foot of it come to rest on Cleo's left shoulder. Nat felt herself growing wet as Cleo worked her fingers deeper into the younger girl's thigh. 

Nat's robe fell open and she made no effort to close it as Cleo continued her massage. Knowing that Cleo had to be aware of the effect she was having on her, Nat said, "Can I tell you something, Cleo?"

"Of course, sweetie. You're like a little sister to me. You can tell me anything," Cleo said. To herself, Cleo wondered if Nat knew of the past between Nat's father and Cleo's mother. She wondered if Nat knew that she really was Cleo's little sister. Half sister anyway. Until that night in the hotel room when Michelle had guided her into bed with Paul and Jenny, Cleo had always suspected that Paul was clueless about it himself. 

She smiled when she thought of that night. Paul on his back with his cock stiff as a steel pipe pointing straight to the ceiling. Jenny riding his face, grinding her pussy into his tongue. Michelle encouraging her to leave Tammy and sneak into the bed with Paul and Jenny. Jenny smiling at her as Cleo climbed into bed with them. Jenny cupping Cleo's breasts and stroking her nipples. Paul rising up to meet her as she positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. Both of them grunting as he entered her. Grunting again as she rose up and then lowered herself again. Paul's hands leaving Jenny's thighs and finding their way to Cleo's clit to stroke it. Paul discovering the girl riding his cock had a clit covered with thick pubic hair. Realizing through the fog in his brain that the girl on his cock couldn't be the cleanly shaven Michelle and that she was too heavy to be Michelle's friend Tammy, Paul had pushed, almost thrown, Jenny from his face so he could look and confirm that it was Cleo he was inside of. Paul immediately pulling his throbbing cock from her and sending her away. 

Yes. That night was still vividly implanted in Cleo's memory. She'd never confronted him, and later they'd both carried on as if nothing had ever happened; but from that night, she knew, that Paul knew, that he was her father. 

"Oh God, Cleo," Nat was moaning. "That feels so good."

Cleo's mind shifted back to the current and she realized that she had slipped a finger into Nat's pussy and was working it in and out. She smiled and said, "Keep talking."

"Oh shit," Nat gasped. "She had me on fire. She was kissing me like I've never been kissed, and I was humping like a bitch against her thigh."

"Yeah?" Cleo said as she lowered her own lips to meet Natasha's.

Before their lips met, Natasha whispered very softly, "Yeah."

Then Cleo's lips were softly pressing against Natasha's, and as Natasha's lips parted Cleo's tongue was slipping into her mouth. Their tongues rolled together as Cleo continued to work her finger in and out of Nat's pussy. Both their robes fell open further, and each worked their way out of the garments until they lay naked together on Cleo's sofa. Cleo worked a second finger into Nat's pussy and the younger girl threw back her head and gasped. The act left her neck open as if she were offering it to Cleo in sacrifice. 

Cleo graciously accepted the offering and softly sucked a hickey onto Nat's neck as if she were marking that territory as her own. Nat found her hands taking and cupping Cleo's heavy breasts. Breasts even heavier than her own C cups were. She loved the feel of their weight in her hands as she held them and gently brushed Cleo's nipples with her thumbs. Then Cleo was leaving her neck and kissing her way down to Nat's tits. Her fingers never stopped pistoning in and out of Nat's pussy as she took one of her nipples into her mouth and began to suck it. 

As she sucked hickeys on each of Nat's tits, marking them as she had marked her neck, Cleo continued stroking her fingers in and out of Nat's pussy. By this time, Nat was so aroused and had become so wet that Cleo's fingers made squishing sounds as they worked into and out of her. 

Cleo let her lips leave Nat's tits and kiss a trail down Nat's flat stomach, past the stubble that had until yesterday been Nat's patch of pubic hair, until she was able wrap her lips around Nat's clit, devouring it with her mouth. Kneeling in front of Nat and greedily sucking her blood engorged clit. 

Nat was gasping now and lifting her ass off the sofa so she could push her cunt into Cleo's face. Her breathing became more and more ragged. Other than that morning with Laurie, she had never been this excited while having sex. Never. 

Cleo continued to suck her clit until Nat's gasps and pants turned to moans. As the moans turned to screams, Cleo stopped working her fingers in and out of Natasha's pussy and concentrated full effort on sucking and tonguing her clit until the rockets went off in Natasha's brain and she was exploding and squeezing Cleo's head with her thighs. Fortunately, Natasha went limp before she was able to pop Cleo's brains out of her skull. Then, Cleo began to slowly kiss her way back up Natasha's torso, giving her time to recover as she slowly worked her lips back up to meet with Nat's.

*

Howie and Harvey had stripped out of their clothes and along with the girls stood naked before Victor. The event seemed to have an affect on both of them and each of their cocks grew to their full nine inches of length. This was Frankie's first time seeing either one of them and she nearly drooled at the thought of getting one of those cocks inside her. Victor too was impressed with their equipment as he let out a soft whistle and said, "My, my. I must say those are two of the most beautiful cocks I've ever seen."

Surprising everyone he stepped near to them and softly gripped Howie's cock in his hand. As if to show them that he as attempting a crude method of measurement, he released Howie's cock and held up his thumb and forefinger in the shape of a C to show the gap that was left when he place them around Howie's shaft. Then he wrapped those same two fingers around his own wrist and closed them together, allowing everyone to realize that Howie's cock was thicker than Victor's wrist. He then stepped next to Harvey and gripped his cock in his hand as well. The gap between his thumb and forefinger was not as large as it had been when he was gripping Howie's cock, but he was still unable to close them together the way he could when he wrapped his fingers around his wrists. 

Before, releasing Harvey's cock, Victor gave it one long slow stroke. As he let it go, he saw a drop of pre-cum appearing from it's opening. Victor calmly allowed it to fall onto his forefinger. He then offered that finger to Laurie who was standing nearest to them. She did as expected and took Victor's finger into her mouth and licked it clean. When another drop appeared, Victor just as calmly as before wiped it from the tip of Harvey's penis and this time offered his finger to Francine who followed Laurie's suit and also licked Victor's finger clean. 

At this point, Victor smiled and proclaimed, "Yes. I think we can do business together."

Then he began to step out of his own clothes and motioned for the others to follow him to the bedroom.

*

Cleo was on her back on the thick carpet of her living room as Natasha nervously kissed her way around the nipples on each of her breasts. She had kissed, licked and sucked nearly every square inch of Cleo's ample boobs, but had yet to put her lips to the nipples. To Cleo's dismay, Nat left her tits and kissed her way back towards her neck, but then she stopped and slowly kissed a trail back to Cleo's left breast until she reached it and licked a circle around the nipple before softly taking it between her lips.

Cleo sighed and ran her fingers through Nat's hair as she left that nipple and just as softly, perhaps more softly, licked the other one with the tip of her tongue. The procedure left goose bumps all over Cleo's skin and sent shivers running down her spine. Nat smiled up at her as she felt her tremble. Then she ever so slowly began to kiss her way down over Cleo's stomach towards the hair-covered slit at the opening between Cleo's legs. She wished now that she hadn't let Frankie talk her into shaving for she found Cleo's cunt to be much more erotic looking than her own bare one now was. 

As Nat continued to inch her way closer to Cleo's pussy, Cleo ceased from running her fingers through Nat's hair and instead gripped her hair tightly in her clinched fists. Nat got the message and allowed Cleo to push her face down into her pussy. Her tongue hovered briefly over the dripping opening before she experimentally allowed it to trace along the outer lips of Cleo's pussy. She ran the tip of it up one lip, briefly circled the clit, and then ran the tip down the other lip. Cleo gasped as Nat did this several more times and began to doubt Nat's story that her brief experience with Laurie that morning had been her first lesbian encounter. 

Cleo gasped louder as Nat dipped her tongue further into her pussy and began to lap at her inner folds. Cleo moaned as Nat expertly extended her tongue and used it to enter her. More moans escaped Cleo's lips as Nat moved her tongue in and out, using it like it were a small dick and fucking Cleo with it. Amazed that her even keeled little sister was actually giving her the best tonguing she had ever received, Cleo began to raise her ass off the floor and thrust it up at Natasha's tongue. 

At this point, Natasha removed her tongue from Cleo's pussy and entered her with two fingers. Then, finally, she made the move and circled Cleo's clitoris with her lips and began to suck. That was all it took to send Cleo over the edge and erupting in orgasm. Turned on by Cleo's screams, Nat only sucked harder and faster at Cleo's clit until Cleo screamed louder and louder. The louder Cleo screamed, the harder Natasha sucked and the faster she drove her fingers into Cleo's pussy until they both finally collapsed and lay spent. Cleo eased herself down so that she was able to snuggle into Nat's arms and they kissed and drifted off to sleep. 

*

As they stepped onto his gigantic bed, Victor knew that Frankie was the one he wanted first, so he extended his hand to her and pulled her to him. Then he guided her head down to his cock. Without being told, she knew that Victor wanted her to suck him and she took him into her mouth. He motioned for Howie and Harvey to take a place on either side of him. Laurie then proceeded to kneel in front of Howie and take his cock into her mouth. She'd thought to suck Harvey's cock first, but caught a look from Victor that he wanted her to service Howie. She didn't mind.

As the two older men got their pipes cleaned by the teen-age girls, Harvey began to feel a touch left out. Before he could do so though, he felt Victor's hand gripping his cock. Oh shit, he thought as Victor began to slide his hand up and down the length of Harvey's cock. This dude is giving me a hand job. Harvey closed his eyes and tried to block it out, but it felt too good to block out. He opened his eyes again, and Victor smiled at him as Francine's head continued to bob up and down on Victor's cock. Despite himself, Harvey smiled back and whispered to Victor, "That feels good."

*

Nat and Cleo sat cuddled naked together on Cleo's sofa sharing one of Natasha's cigarettes. Cleo took a drag on the Dunhill and as she handed it back to Natasha, she said, "Come on, sweetie. Tell me the truth. Was that really your first time?"

Natasha hit on the cigarette and giggled. Oh god, she thought. I'm back to giggling. Then she giggled some more and said, "Well, it was my first time with you."

Cleo's eyes grew large and she said, "What!"

Then she playfully pinched one of Nat's nipples and said, "Tell me the story."

"Ouch," Natasha said as she slapped Cleo's hand away. "I was just teasing. Laurie and I were very close to making love this morning, but you interrupted that before we could get to the meat of things. So, that makes this my first time."

As if it truly were contagious, Cleo giggled too and said, "Oh, sweetie. You kill me the way you talk."




Border Adventure Ch. 6



"What do you mean?" Natasha asked as she playfully scraped and brushed Cleo's nipple with her fingernail.

Cleo sucked in her breath as Nat was now brushing her nipple with her thumb and said, "Saying you and Laurie were close to making love. You weren't about to make love, hon. You were about to fuck."

Nat smiled impishly as she cupped both of Cleo's profound breasts in her hands and leaned her lips to Cleo's. They kissed only briefly before Nat broke away and whispered, "In that case, why don't we move to your bedroom and have another fuck."

*

As Howie sat on his right getting his cock sucked by Laurie, Victor continued to use his hand to stroke the full length of Harvey's cock that was on his left. All the while, Francine was taking Victor's cock full into her mouth and moving her lips up and down their host's shaft. Even though the more experienced Laurie was struggling to take all of Howie's monster nine-inch cock in her mouth, Frankie was deep throating Victor's six-inch cock with relative ease. Only when Victor realized that he was about to cum, did he release his hold on Harvey's cock so that he could place both of his hands in Frankie's hair and grip it as he guided her face up and down on his cock until he was spurting in her mouth. He smiled as she greedily swallowed his entire load. 

When his cock slid from Frankie's lips, Victor gave her a satisfied smile and said; "There's some Vaseline in the top drawer of that table over there, mija. Go get it for me, and use it to get your cousin ready for Harvey."

As Frankie was slipping from the bed, Laurie was climbing onto Howie's cock and letting it slide into her pussy, and Victor was lowering his lips to Harvey's penis and letting the tip of it slip into his mouth. Harvey gasped as Victor cupped his balls and lapped his tongue over the length of his shaft. Then Victor's hand returned to stroking Harvey's cock as he began to lick the younger man's balls. 

"Oh god," Harvey whispered. "That feels so fucking good."

As Frankie climbed back onto the bed with the jar of Vaseline in hand, Victor was swallowing Harvey's cock and bobbing his head up and down on it, while at the same time Laurie was riding Howie's cock in a way that would have made any rodeo rider girl proud. Howie motioned for her to hand him the jar. She opened it and tossed the lid aside first and then held it out for Howie to dip his fingers into. Then she dipped her own fingers into the jar and placed the jar down between Howie and Victor. Then she leaned her face down to Laurie's asshole and with difficulty managed to give it a few licks as she was still riding up and down on Howie's cock. She quickly grew tired of trying to tongue the asshole of the girl Victor thought to be her cousin, and began to rub it with the fingers she had dipped into the Vaseline jar. 

This was much easier to accomplish, and Frankie was soon slipping two well-greased fingers into Laurie's asshole, slowly working them in and stretching it out. Enjoying the feel of her friend's asshole clenching around her fingers, she looked over and saw Howie's fingers working in and out of Victor's asshole as Victor used Harvey's cock to do a sword swallower's impression. 

Before Harvey could cum, Victor let his cock slip from between his lips. He released his own gasp at the pleasure Howie's fingers were giving him and then dipped his own fingers into the Vaseline. Harvey smiled as Victor began to apply the Vaseline to his cock. He wasn't sure which asshole his dick was about to enter, but he knew he was going to get to fuck one of them. 

Harvey soon found out as Victor motioned Frankie away from Laurie and Victor guided him to behind Laurie. At this point, Harvey's cock was well oiled and stiff enough to shoot pool with. Still, the sheer size of it made Laurie feel as if she were being ripped apart as he entered her ass. Harvey stopped when she cried out as the tip of his cock made it's way into her asshole. God, he's so much bigger than Paul, Laurie thought. She willed herself to relax her sphincter and allow Harvey to ease his way inside her. Once Harvey was fully inside, he and Howie worked together until they found a rhythm and were stroking Laurie in time with each other. Their cocks separated only by that thin section of skin between her vaginal tunnel and her rectal tunnel. It was almost as if the two men were using Laurie to fuck each other. 

Once Harvey was entering Laurie's asshole, Victor guided Frankie from the bed to a chair he had sitting next to it. As he sat in the chair, he motioned for her to kneel in front of him and to again take his cock into her mouth. As Frankie obediently followed his direction, Victor sighed from the pleasure her lips were giving him and pressed a button on the side of his chair. The button activated three hidden video cameras aimed at Victor's bed, and he smiled at the thought of adding to his collection a video of a father and son double penetrating the father's niece and the son's cousin. Then he sighed again at the combined pleasure of watching them fuck Laurie as he also enjoyed the sensation of the head of his cock hitting the back of Frankie's throat. 

As soon as Frankie had sucked Victor fully erect again, she slipped his cock from between her lips and stood in front of him. Laurie's moans and the grunts of Howie and Harvey were becoming more intense, so she turned to steal a quick glance of her friend getting fucked by two nine inch cocks. Victor allowed her to remain facing the bed so she could continue to watch as he gripped her by the hips and guided her over so that he was able to position the tip of his penis along her wet slit. 

Even though he didn't possess a monster cock like either of the Wolfensteins, he still struggled slightly in penetrating Frankie's ultra tight pussy. Rather than trying to force his way inside her, Victor instead pulled the tip out and used his cock to trace the lips of her cunt. As she got even wetter, Victor pushed his cock in about an inch further than he had on his previous entry. With the combination of Victor thrusting up and Frankie pushing down, he was able to fully drive his cock inside of the British teenager. 

Frankie moaned and rubbed her own tits and pinched her nipples as Victor plunged in and out of her. Victor reaching around to stroke her clit as he impaled her only added to the pleasure and made Frankie's moans even fiercer. 

Even with that though, the fierceness of Frankie's moans in no way compared to the animal sounds emitting from Laurie's throat as Harvey would fill her rectum with his cock, pull out until only the head was left in, and then Howie would ram the full length of his rod into her pussy. Then Howie would pull out until only the tip of his sword was still inside, allowing Harvey to again jam his horse cock as far as possible back into Laurie's ass. Then the two of them switched off from that rhythm and began to synchronously pile their cocks into her pussy and ass. 

This went on until they had just about pushed the young girl to the edge of bliss. Before she fell over that edge though, Harvey's cock accidentally slipped out of her asshole. 

"Oh God. Get it back in," she turned and growled at him. 

Not wanting to invoke her wrath, Harvey hurriedly attempted to reenter her ass. A task made more difficult by the wild ride she was giving Howie's cock. At one point, while Harvey was trying to time his reentry to match Howie's upward thrusts into her, Harvey missed her asshole and instead touched the tip of his cock to the bottom of her slit. This occurred at the identical moment at which Howie had pulled so far from her pussy that only the bare tip of his cock was still inside. As Harvey pushed up from behind, and Howie pushed up from the bottom, it was almost as if their cocks had meshed together and they were at that point entering her pussy simultaneously. 

"OH SHIT!" Laurie began to scream. "GET THEM OUT! GET THEM OUT! IT'S TOO MUCH! OH SWEET JESUS! IT'S TOO FUCKING MUCH!"

Of course, neither Harvey nor Howie had any intention of pulling out at this point and only drove further into her until Laurie was stretched to the point that she must have felt as if she were giving birth. 

"NO! NO!! NO!!! YOU HAVE TO STOP!!!! YOU'RE SPLITTING ME IN TWO!!!!!"

But they didn't stop. The both pushed forward until they were each fully inside her. Out of some level of mercy though, they did stop at that point. Partly to rest, and partly to allow Laurie to adjust to having two enormous cocks filling her cunt. 

On the verge of passing out from the pain, Laurie was no longer able scream but instead only whimpered, "Please pull out of me. You're killing me."

"Shhh. Shhh," Howie said to her. "It'll be alright as soon as you adjust."

"No. No. I can't adjust. It's too fucking much."

Then she felt Frankie's presence at her side, stroking her hair and soothing her. "It'll be okay, Laurie."

And, after a moment of just letting them sit inside her, the pain did begin to subside. Soon, the kinkiness of it even overcame her torment, and she said, "Okay. Try moving just a little bit. But I swear if I tell you to pull out and you don't, I'll kill you both."

At that, they slowly began to ease their cocks back until they were about half way out of her. Then they worked them back in until they were full hilt. Laurie grunted but didn't tell them to remove their cocks. Then, as they began to work their cocks a little further out on each out stroke and move a little faster with each in stroke, Laurie's grunts became more and more severe. Soon, she was screaming again. Only this time, her screams were those of a girl in the height of orgasm. 

Beside her, Victor had been licking and sucking Frankie's asshole as the British girl held Laurie's hand and soothed her. By the time Laurie began to get into the idea of having two cocks inside her, he had taken the jar of Vaseline and dipped two of his fingers into it. He then applied that glob of the Vaseline to the outer ring of Frankie's asshole. He dipped his fingers into the jar a second time and applied what he retrieved from it to the iron pipe that now served as his cock. He then placed the head of his cock against her anus and pushed. He was actually surprised at how easily he entered the young girl's rectum and at how calmly she took him. This must not be the first time she's had a cock up her ass, Victor thought as he pushed his way entirely inside her. 

In successive moments, Laurie was collapsing in orgasm, Harvey and then Howie were pulling their cocks from her and shooting their loads over each other, Frankie was screaming to the Gods with her own orgasm, and Victor was ejaculating into Frankie's ass before he too collapsed and they all lay in a heap together on his bed. 

*

Natasha and Cleo lay naked together on Cleo's bed. Nat on her back with Cleo atop of her. Nipples brushing together as their lips tenderly met. Nat's mouth opening and allowing Cleo's tongue to penetrate it. The tips of their tongues stroking and probing until they are finally rolling together in Nat's mouth. Nat's legs parting. Cleo falling into place between them. Their clits electrically brushing together. Each of them moaning as they slowly rub tongue against tongue. Lip against lip. Nipple against nipple. Clit against clit. 

Nat breaking the kiss and gasping. Cleo thrusting against her so that their clits rub and brush each other more vigorously. Nat throwing back her head and gasping louder. Cleo rubbing her clit against Nat's even faster as she applies her lips to Nat's open neck and sucks a new hickey to match the one she had given her earlier that evening. 

Both of them gasping. Both of them groaning. Both of them screaming. Both of them cumming, then melting affectionately together in each other's arms.

*

Howie and Harvey laid side by side allowing Victor to alternately suck both their cocks back to life as the girls passed Laurie's gold straw back and forth and graciously shared the cocaine Victor had provided them with. After the girls had snorted about ten lines apiece, Harvey felt his cock begin to stir. At that point, Laurie handed him the mirror full of coke and her straw. What the fuck, he thought as he accepted both and used the straw to snort two of the remaining lines off of the mirror. Then he handed the mirror and the straw to Howie who took it without hesitation and snorted the last two lines before setting the mirror and straw aside and then gripping Victor's hair as his cock too rose back to attention. 

With Victor giving his full attention to Howie, Harvey reached for Francine and rolled her onto her back. Before she could get one of the cocks she'd been desperate for all night, Francine shook her head and said, "Do me from behind. I want to go down on Laurie while you fuck me."

"Are you sure?" Harvey asked. "It'll be tighter that way."

"The tighter the better," Frankie said as she lowered her face to Laurie's pussy.

*

Natasha lit two Dunhills and handed one to Cleo. As they both lay naked and dragged on their cigarettes, Nat said, "I wonder what Frankie is up to."

Cleo laughed and said, "I'm sure she's having just as much fun as we are."

Nat blew a stream of smoke and said, "I can't imagine that."

That only brought more laughter from Cleo as she said, "Wait until you've been bedded by Laurie, and you'll be able to imagine it easily."

"What makes you think I intend to be bedded by her?"

"By your own admission, you were well on your way to it this morning."

"That was this morning."

Cleo laughed again and said, "I'm flattered sweetie, but there's enough electricity between you two to light up Dallas. She'll get you in bed, and we both know it."

"Maybe."

"Whatever," Cleo said. "But speaking of her. She gave me a little present this morning while you were in the shower."

Then Cleo rolled her beautiful naked body out of bed, and with her cigarette still dangling from her lips, she retrieved her purse and produced the clear bag with a small amount of white powder. Nat's eyes widened as Cleo took down a picture of her mother and father from the wall and dumped the contents of the bag onto the picture. Cleo took a credit card and a dollar bill from her purse and used the credit card to divided the coke up into six even lines. Then she handed the picture to Nat for her to hold and she rolled the dollar bill up into a short straw and snorted three of the lines off the picture. Then she took the picture and handed the rolled up bill to Nat who without hesitation snorted the remaining three lines. 

Cleo kissed her briefly before she laid the picture on the dresser next to her bed. Then she opened the bottom drawer on that dresser and pulled out an eight inch, black, strap-on dildo. Nat's eyes grew even wider than they had when she saw the cocaine. "Holy shit, Cleo. Where did you get that?"

Cleo smiled as she began to strap it onto Nat and said, "Another present from Laurie."

Once Cleo had the straps properly secured around Nat's hips and in place so that the base of the dildo would rub Nat's clit, she said, "There. Now you're about to get somewhat of an idea of the power a man feels while he fucks a girl into bliss."

Then she lay back and opened her legs as Nat crawled between them and instinctively began to rub the end of the dildo against the moist opening between Cleo's legs. A big girl like Cleo didn't have any trouble at all allowing Nat to enter her with her make believe cock, and as soon as Nat was fully inside her Cleo was wrapping her legs around Nat's hips and thrusting up to meet Nat as she drove her newly attached cock into her. 

Nat almost really did feel as if a man's spirit had taken her over as she thrust again and again into Cleo. Soon the way the dildo rubbed against her clit had Nat moaning with pleasure as she pumped her cock faster and faster into Cleo's pussy. In short time, they were both moaning, groaning, and screaming out for God to come down and join them. And, in their minds, God did.