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1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 01

By: boo_dreaux



"So, where did you say you were going tonight?" my roomie questioned as I stared into the small, shared closet of our dorm room.

"Study group for my History course," I lied, well, 'sort of' lied.

Where I was going that night was related to my History course but it wasn't a study group. No, I was going to my instructor's home for a 'private' session to discuss my work in her class. "And," she had said to me, "Perhaps we can figure out a way to raise that B to an A."

Well, I thought as I picked out a suitable tee to wear with my capri pants, my favorite capri pants, the ones that hugged my ass, and if the rumors on campus were true, I'll walk out of my instructor's home with an A+.

"Bummer," my roomie declared, "A bunch of us are going to The Library to unwind; maybe you could meet us later, after your study group?"

'The Library' wasn't that. It was, instead, the name of a student hang-out near the campus that served snacks, beer, and, of course, more beer. Genius when you think about it. "Where were you last night?" Parents might question when they couldn't reach their child/student when they called the dorm. "Oh, I was at The Library," was the usual answer.

Not a 'lie', at least not in the usual sense.

"Maybe," I replied to her, "Depends on how late the session lasts."

"Hope you can," She said to me, her voice sounding disappointed, her eyes quickly scanning my ass as I stepped into the capris. Giving my ass an extra wiggle, for her benefit, I pretended not to notice that she was eyeing me.

Questioning the wisdom of seducing my roomie when the term had started, I quickly touched up my hair and the little bit of makeup that I use. Don't get me wrong, the sex between my roomie and I was pretty good but since that night of seduction, she had started to become, oh, I don't know, clingy?

I'm not into 'clingy', know what I mean?

My roomie, Jean, wasn't a beauty in the classic sense of the word. No, she was rather plain, if truth be told. Nothing outstanding about her at all except the fact that she had quite the rack, almost 'too' much, one might say. But, she normally dressed to de-emphasize her bust size, feeling self-conscious about it's size she once told me. When I walked into our room early in the semester, catching her as she was putting on a bra, my mind began plotting on how I might have a 'go' at sucking on those gorgeous tits. It didn't take me long to get in her pants once I decided that I wanted to do so.

That was pretty much the story of my life after I discovered how satisfying that girl on girl sex was. If I desired to get into a classmate's panties in High School, I did. Never was I not successful at doing that, never. It might have taken a bit longer than I would have liked but, in the end, I had my way with them. Never had a dissatisfied customer either. Once my tongue found their clit, they always, but always, came back for more.

The thing is, though I was only nineteen, I'd been addicted to the taste of pussy since my fourteeth birthday when I received a 'special' birthday present from my step-sister, who was seventeen at the time. She snuck in a small bit of wine into my room after our parents had gone to bed. "For our private celebration of your birthday," she said in a low whisper. In hindsight, I realize that the wine was to get me tipsy, loose, malable, so to speak.

It worked.

I was giggly after only half a glass and when she offered to teach me how to kiss properly, I was all for it. It didn't take her long, once she saw how excited I got when she frenched me, for her to get her hands on my budding breasts which only got me more excited. The more I let her do to me, the more excited I got, wanting more, wanting those feelings I didn't understand to go on and on and on. When she suddenly pulled off my sleep-tee and started sucking on my small tits, I clearly remember that I liked it, liked it a lot. The clincher for me, though, was when she went down on me that first time, that first night. Didn't really know what an orgasm was that first time, but I do know that I had one, and for me, that sealed the deal. 

After she finished eating me, step-sis pulled off her PJ's bottoms and pulled me to lay between her legs, positioning my head over her pussy. "Now, do as I tell you," she whispered as she nudged my mouth towards her snatch. That first taste of pussy was, for me, like crack to an addict. I loved it! Don't know why. Don't really care. 

I haven't looked back since.

"Want me to wait up for you, if I get back to the room before you?" Jean asked as I gathered my notebook and purse. She was sitting at her desk, working at her laptop. Walking over to stand next to her, I stopped, smiled at her and lifted my tee up on one side, exposing a bra-less breast to her, inches from her face.

"Have a taste, baby," I said to Jean, teasing her lips with my nipple.

Closing her eyes, Jean opened her mouth and sucked my nipple between her lips, sucking on it like a baby would it's mother, softly biting. I taught her well, I thought to myself as a spasm of pleasure rolled over me from her sucking.

"That's enough, for now," I said teasingly, pulling my nipple from her lips and dropping my tee down again, "Whenever I do get back, you'd better be naked and ready for me, understand?"

"I will, Tess, I will," Jean quickly answered, her tone clearly betraying her desire of me.

Oh, I knew that she constantly desired me and, bitch that I can be, I liked having that power over her, and over others.

So sue me!

Willie's house was but a few blocks from campus. Dr.Wilhelmina Horton was her name but on the first day of every semester, of every class that she taught, she announced that any student that called her other than 'Dr.Willie' would get an F.

Dr.Willie it was.

Her class was tough and the only course that I didn't carry an A in. I was serious about doing whatever I could to raise my B+ to an A+, and if that meant prostituting myself to do so, I would, plain and simple. If, as the rumors hinted, Willie liked young pussy, so be it. She wouldn't be the first 'older' woman I slept with and surely, not the last. Besides, I thought to myself as I walked up to her door to ring the bell, once she felt my tongue tickle her clit, she was mine to do with as I pleased.

Yeah, I know, I'm a cocky bitch...

"Come in Tess," Dr. Willie said when she opened the door to my ring. Walking past her as I entered, I caught the almost-not-there scent of lilacs, not an unpleasant smell, mind you. Turning, I smiled at her choice of attire, admiring her as she closed her door.

In the classroom, at lecture, she was all business;power suits, power dresses, the like. Tonight, however, she was wearing a pair of golf-style shorts, exposing her tanned, long legs and a button-up blouse, but only buttoned half-way up, showing a bit of cleavage. 

If I were a guy, I'd think that she wanted to fuck me. As me, I hoped that she wanted to fuck me.

"Have you eaten?" She asked and, without waiting for an answer, said further, "I took the liberty to make us a small Chef's Salad. Hope you like it," she finished as she motioned for me to follow her into her small kitchen/dining area.

"I often eat alone," She said, "So having some company is a pleasant treat for me," her eyes dancing across my face as she talked.

We (she) had decided that we could eat and discuss areas of the course where I could do a bit better. Turned out that while I scored well on the Q/A tests, it was the essay questions that brought my overall grade average lower.

"Of course, I realize that essays are graded subjectively," Dr. Willie was saying as we cleared the salad bowls and such, "So, perhaps I might need to revisit some of your essays to see if I might have been a bit too harsh with you."

"That would be great," I replied with as much humility as I could muster, "It really would, Dr. Willie."

"Oh, please, Tess, we're out of the classroom so please, drop the formalities and just call me Willie, okay?"

"Yes Ma'am...I mean, okay, Willie," I rejoined.

"Now, I'm going to have a glass or two of some excellent wine; I know you not of age, you're what? Eighteen? Nineteen?" She asked as she skillfully extracted the cork from the bottle of Red in her hand.

"Nineteen," I replied, "But, you must know that most of us undergrads drink, legal or not."

"Of course, I do, Tess; I don't live under a rock," She answered with a chuckle, "So I take that to mean that you'll share some wine with me?"

"I'd love to have some wine with you, Willie," I said with the biggest flirty smile I had in my arsenal.

"Come, let's go to the den, sit and we'll finish our discussion," taking me by my free hand to follow her.

We talked a bit more on the areas in her course we were covering this semester, and at the end of it, she said she'd definitely look over my written essays again.

"I can't thank you enough," I said as I held my glass for her to refill for the third time, "I mean, if you want me to do extra credit work, I will; I'll do anything to bring up my grade."

She stopped pouring her own refill for a second when I said that, her eyes scanning my face as if trying to gauge the meaning of that statement, a small smile on her lips. Finishing topping off her glass, she leaned back into the cushions of her over-stuffed couch that served as our seating.

"Enough about classwork for a bit," She announced after taking a sip from her glass, "How is it that a good-looking young woman like you isn't out on a date tonight?"

"School is my priority," I answered honestly.

"Admirable, but surely you have a boyfriend, don't you?"

"No, I don't...don't really care that much about the dating scene with guys," Again, answering her honestly, "they only want to get into your pants, anyway."

"Well, that certainly hasn't changed since my early college days," She chuckled in reply.

I could see that. I mean, in her mid-forties, she was still attractive enough to garner admiring glances from men these days. She was rather tall, five-ten'ish to my five-six'ish in height; her body displaying little, if any, fat or excess weight. I judged her to be no more than one-forty on the high side, one-thirty probably closer to the truth. She appeared to be a full C-cup, perhaps slightly more, a little larger than me, I judged further as I thought about it.

So, yeah, I could see where she had her share of suitors 'back in the day'.

"I mean, guys ask me out all the time," I said further in reply to her question, "but, I lie and tell them that I have a boyfriend back home and that usually shuts them down."

She laughed at my choice of strategy with guys.

"But don't you get lonely, though?" She pressed further.

"Sometimes," I admitted, "but, I usually find a way to handle it when it happens," hoping the double-entendre wouldn't be lost on her.

It wasn't. She smiled a 'knowing' smile at me, nodding in agreement.

"Still, it feels good to be able to share those moments with another, don't you think?" She asked, her damned eyes searching for a clue on my face.

"Yes, it does," I admitted without admitting anything.

"Don't get me wrong," Willie said further, "I love my life as a professor but every once in a while, I like having someone with whom I can share those special moments when the lonliness gets to be a bit much, know what I mean, Tess?"

There it was. The opening. A chance to let her know just how much I was willing to do to raise my grade.

"Yes, I do," hoping that I could feign the look of embarassment as I said further, "Don't think horrible of me but, honestly, sometimes my roomie and I 'help' each other when we feel lonely."

"Nothing wrong with that, Tess," answering as she placed her glass on the coffee table that sat in front of the couch, "I mean, who knows a woman's body and needs better than another woman, right?"

"I agree with you about that but when you haven't had a lot of experience it sometimes becomes trial and error," I replied with a self-depreciating chuckle.

"That's true, Tess, that's very true. Of course, one gains experience in things by continuing to try; at least, that seemed to work for me when I was a younger woman," Willie answered, smiling at me, her eyes focusing on my breasts, the lack of a bra showing in the tight, slightly too-small, tee.

It became quiet for a bit, her eyes rising to meet my own, Willie chewing on the corner of her lip, as if in thought.

"I could, if you'd like, show you some things that might help you when you or your suite-mate needs a little help with those lonely feelings," She said to me while reaching with her hand to softly stroke my own hand which was resting on the back of the couch.

Feigning shyness, I lowered my eyes before raising them again, saying, "Could you? I mean, would you do that for me? I've never really been with anyone that's had much experience," I lied.

Oh yeah, I lied; as I mentioned before, I'd been with older women, nailing my volley ball coach when I was a Junior in High School. Then, there was the mom of one, no, two of my classmates for a while, as well. So, yeah, I'd been there before.

"That was putting it nicely. I'm sure I must seem ancient to you," Willie said, fishing for a compliment?

"Oh no, you don't, Willie, really...I really don't feel an age difference between us right now," I commented, rather truthfully at that.

"I like being around younger people, I feel that it feeds me, gives me energy," Willie opined.

"And I like the confidence of someone with more experience in life than I have," Not an untruth, either.

"Slide closer to me, Tess," Willie said, "But, do you wish a bit more wine or are you okay?"

"I wouldn't mind another glass if it isn't too much trouble," I answered truthfully.

"Be a dear and fetch that other bottle of Red that's on my counter, would you?, the opener's on the counter next to it."

I found the wine and opened it myself to save her the trouble. Upon my return, I found her more or less reclining against the overstuffed arm of the couch, smiling as she watched me walk towards her. Quickly glancing before pouring us both another glass, I noticed that she had loosened another button of her blouse, exposing even more of the swell of her breasts.

"Here, sit next to me," She said as she reached for her glass, holding it for me to touch with my own, in a toasting fashion.

"Here's to us, two carefree women on a lark," clinking her wineglass against mine, afterwards.

"I'll drink to that," I quipped with a smile that, I hoped, showed anticipation of what lay ahead for she and I, moving my knee against her thigh as I positioned myself a bit closer to her.

We sipped our wine slowly, not speaking, letting our eyes undress the other. One of her hands played with my hair for a while, then she trailed a fingertip across my ear and the side of my face.

Leaning towards me, she slowly moved her mouth towards mine, stopping just short of our lips touching, her hand now caressing my chin.

"I'm going to kiss you, Tess, and all I want you to do from this point forward is to simply respond to your feelings, your emotions, the moment," kissing me afterwards, softly, sweetly, her lips absolutely the softest of any that I've ever kissed.

I let her lips swallow mine, caress mine, my hand reaching to rub her upper arm as she stroked the side of my face. Feeling her tongue against my lips, I opened my mouth to accept it, marveling at how warm and tender it felt in my mouth, causing me to suck on it, slowly, loving how it felt to my mouth and lips as I did so.

A soft moan escaped from Willie's mouth when I slipped my tongue into her waiting mouth, moving my hand into her opened blouse, softly squeezing her breast and nipple as I increased the fervor of my kiss.

Dropping her hand to my waist, she slipped it under my tee, raising my tee as she did so, exposing, then cupping my breast in her hand as soft moans of lust escaped from both of us.

"Oh Willie, that really feels good," I cooed as she expertly squeezed and fondled my tits. I wasn't lying either; it really, really felt good!

She quickly pulled my tee shirt over and off of me, dropping her mouth immediately to suck and kiss my tits as I held her head to my breasts. As she played my nipples with her tongue, she started undoing the snaps of my capris as I moved my hands to help her get me out of my pants.

Standing, I pulled them off of my feet, then quickly slid out of my thong at the same time. 

"Against the couch arm, sweetie, lay against the couch arm," Willie cooed as I did exactly that, placing one of my legs on the floor, the other, over the couch back. There could be no mistaking what I was expecting to happen next.

I wasn't disappointed.

Smiling, while her eyes fucked mine, Willie moved to slip her arms under my legs, holding them in place as she lowered her mouth to my trimmed, nineteen-year old pussy. Slowly, softly, almost as if she were eating a serving of soft-serve ice cream, she ate me. Her top lip and mouth massaged my clit, while her bottom lip and mouth played with the folds of my pussy's lips, separating them, making them flow with my juices. 

Now, I don't climax quickly; I'm able to hold off my orgasm for as long as I want to. That said, she took me from zero to lift-off in less than two minutes, my surprise almost as great as my climax.

"Ooooh, oooh," I heard myself moaning as she took me to the mountain top three more times, the last two as she tongue-fucked me with the longest tongue in the world while she massaged my swollen, hardened, clit with her fingers.

Lifting her head, my juices were visible on her lips as she stood while I fought to catch my breath, undoing, then dropping, her shorts, followed quickly by her blouse. Standing there naked, she said, in no uncertain terms, "Follow me."

I did. 

I followed her down a short hallway that led to her bedroom, marveling at the firmness of her ass as I walked behind her. Climbing onto her king-sized bed, she lay on her back, beckoning me with her hand to join her.

"Make love to me, Tess, make me come, sweetie," She said as I leaned over her to kiss her, my tongue driving deep into her mouth and throat, her soft moans of excitement coming quickly.

As I continued to kiss her, I moved my hand to her pussy, letting my thumb flick over her clit as I fingered her. Moving my mouth to her breasts, I sucked and licked her tits and nipples, all the while fingering her with increasing passion.

Bringing her to 'the brink' several times, I swiftly moved to lay between her legs, my mouth dropping to suck her clit into my mouth. Opening my lips, I let my tongue flick over her clit as I continued to finger her but, now, with two fingers.

"Oh damnnnnn," Willie cried into the darkened room when she came that first time, her hips bucking against my mouth and tongue as I ate her. Not letting her catch her breath, I brought her to several more climaxes, her body now bathed in sweat from excitement.

"Oooooh sweetie, that was really, really good," She cooed as she took me into her arms, embracing me, hugging me tight to her body as we moved our pussies against each other's.

I kissed her, played with her tits as we continued to grind away at each other, bringing us to a simultaneous orgasm. Releasing me from her hug after our climaxes ebbed, I rolled off of her to my side, leaving my hand on one of her breasts for me to fondle.

"I really enjoyed that, Willie, that was the best I ever had," I said in a soft. low voice.

Another lie. One of the two moms that I had fucked was actually the best I'd ever had at this point in my life.

"I enjoyed it more than you know," Willie replied as she stroked my cheek with her fingers, "So much so that I think you should plan on returning to discuss your classwork on Wednesday evening, okay?"


1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 01



"I'd love to," I said, truthfully. She was good. really, really good, and I wanted to fuck this woman some more.

Walking back to the dorm, I could still feel my pussy tingling, still feeling sexual excitement within me.

Opening the door to our room, I locked it behind me, looking over towards Jean who was laying in bed, naked, waiting for me as I had told her.

"Let me watch you play with yourself, baby, while I get naked," I said to Jean, my eyes lusting at the sight of her slight frame and large tits. She moved her hands to her pussy, her fingers rubbing and pulling at her pussy's lips, her trimmed pubic hair slightly wet already.

She had left a nightlight on and as I slowly disrobed, I 'willed' her eyes to watch, 'willed' her to become excited as I became naked and even more lustful at the sight of her nakedness. Moving to her bed, I joined her, positioning my body so that my head was over her crotch, as I leaned on my elbows, with her head positioned between my knees. The classic sixty-nine position.

"What's my favorite number, baby?"

"Sixty-nine." Jean replied.

"Exactly," lowering my mouth to her pussy as I lowered my pussy to her reaching tongue..... 

continued in (2)



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 02



My scheduled class with Dr.Willie was on Tuesdays and Fridays. It had been a few days since I had gone to her home for my private session with her and I was a bit curious as to how she and I would interact as I walked into the Liberal Arts complex for my Tuesday morning class.

Taking my usual seat on the front row (yeah, I was a suck-up), I opened my textbook, reviewing the notes I had made for the test that was scheduled that morning.

"Good morning class," Dr.Willie said as she walked into the class and to her desk that was but a few feet from the first row, my row.

"Close the books, we'll start the test when I say 'begin'; Angela, Tess, would you mind handing out the test papers to your classmates, please," handing Angela and I the papers.

"Begin," Dr.Willie announced when all of the class had the test in hand.

The test was True/False and three pages long, containing fifty questions. I didn't expect to have any difficulty with the test since I had studied for it the night before.

As we worked on our respective papers, Dr.Willie sat and appeared to be reading, then grading other papers from her other classes. She was dressed 'business-casual' with a simple A-line skirt and conservative blouse, her hair in an up-do coif. Not an unattractive look on her, I thought, when I raised my eyes from the test to quickly look at her while she worked at her tasks.

Her eyes caught mine when I had done so and I would have sworn that she flashed me a small smile of recognition but, I could be mistaken.

I had worn a skirt as well, not usual for me, preferring pants or shorts when the weather permitted. A loose-fitting, V-neck blouse completed my outfit; that, along with my bikini briefs that hugged my crotch, my 'other' lips showing against the snug, cotton, material.

Periodically, Dr.Willie would raise her eyes to check on the students, to check for any signs of cheating and the like. On one such scan of the class, as her eyes swept the front row last, I opened my legs just enough to give her a flash of my crotch, sure in my head that she would see the outline of my pussy when I did so. 

She smiled ever-so-slightly when her eyes scanned my seat and put her head down again to read the papers on her desk, and I returned to the last ten questions of my test.

"Time!" She announced and asked that the papers be passed to the front of the respective rows for her to gather.

"Okay, class, you're dismissed early today but be prepared on Friday to discuss chapter thirty-five and it's importance to the NATO treaty after World War Two," her announcement followed by the sound of students gathering their books and notes as they left the class.

"Tess?" She called to me, "Do you have another class next hour?"

"No, Dr.Willie, I have a free period," I answered as I moved to stand before her desk.

"Would you care to join me in my office so that we can discuss those essays that I promised to re-evaluate?"

"Yes, of course," I replied.

Walking along side of her, we made small talk as we snaked our way though the throng of students heading to their classes, arriving at her office a few moments later.

Unlocking her door, she flipped a sign that said 'Out' to display another message that read, 'In Conference-Do Not Disturb'. Opening the door, she held it open for me to walk though, following me close behind, the snap of the lock sounding after she had closed the door.

Nodding towards a small divan that sat in front of a crammed bookcase, she checked her phone for messages, pressing a button to send all calls to a voice mailbox.

"There, we shouldn't be disturbed now," She said as she turned to face me as I sat on the couch.

"Okay, your essay work," She said while taking a seat on the divan next to me.

"I re-read your essays, Tess. Upon reflection, I think I graded you a bit harshly the first time around. That being said, it appears that you'll carry an A into the finals in two weeks. Do well on that, and you should end up with at least an A in my course and, possibly, an A+."

"I can't tell you how happy that makes me, Dr.Willie," I gushed in reply, "You've made my day." Pausing for a moment, I continued, "But, I thought we were going to discuss this on Wednesday night? I was going to come over to discuss this, remember?"

"Oh, I still want you to come over, sweetie, but now, we won't waste any time with classroom matters," saying this as she displayed a sly smile.

"That really works for me, Dr.Willie," I replied with a sly smile of my own.

"I thought it might, Tess, I thought it might," She answered as she, once again, fucked me with her eyes.

She wants me, I quickly thought, there could be no mistake about that 'look', she wants me, here and now.

"I'd really like to thank you for the good news, Dr.Willie," moving ever so slightly towards her on the divan.

"Didn't you already do that?" She replied, leaning back agains the back of the divan and folding one leg under the other as she settled into her new position.

"No, I mean, I want to really thank you," I said again, placing my hand on her knee, under the edge of her skirt and moving my fingers slowly across her skin.

"Here? Now?" She replied but without making any attempt to stop my hand which had now slipped further up her skirt to the inside of her thigh.

I didn't answer her right away, letting my look to her face speak for me, letting my fingers which had now started to rub her pussy through her silk panties say all that had to be said.

I leaned in and kissed her, her mouth opening and my tongue entering at the same time. She pulled me closer to her as she sucked my tongue into her mouth. Slipping a finger under her panties, I started rubbing and teasing her clit, her dampness already beginning to wet her trimmed pubic hair.

Pulling my mouth from hers, I dropped to the floor while raising her skirt to her hips at the same time. Pulling her silk bikinis to the side, my mouth found her pussy and clit quickly, her hands now on my head holding me in place as she started to move her pussy against my mouth and tongue.

"Ohhhh sweetie, you do have a knack for this," She softly whispered between gasps of breath, "I can't believe I'm letting you do this here but don't you dare stop, Tess, don't stop."

I reached above my head as it bobbed up and down and back and forth between her legs, taking both of her breasts in my hands to fondle through her blouse, softly, caressing softly as her nipples sprang to life against my palms.

"I love how you taste; I just want to taste you forever," I cooed after I brought her to climax twice.

"Would that you could, sweetie," She said as I resumed my seat on the divan after pulling her panties back into place and her skirt down from her hips.

She leaned towards me, kissing me, tasting her juices on my lips and tongue while softly caressing one of my breasts with her hand.

"Tess, you'd better go before I tear your clothes off," Willie said with a heavy breath, the desire and lust in her eyes, evident, at least, to me it was so.

Standing, I stood next to her as she remained seated and taking one of her hands in mine, I pulled it under my skirt, and placed it on my damp pussy, under the edge of my damp panties.

Well, yeah, of course it was damp!

She slipped a finger into my slit as I parted my legs slightly, letting her do so until her finger was buried to the last knuckle. Holding her hand and finger in place, I moved up and down, fucking her finger for a few moments before pulling it out of me. Guiding her hand with my own, I led her finger to her lips, sliding it into her mouth so that she could now taste me, taste my wetness.

"My, my, but don't you taste just as sweet as I remembered," Willie said with eyes closed, her mouth sucking softly on her finger.

"See you Wednesday?" I said, breaking the moment and the mood, "Anything you want me to bring?"

"Just bring yourself," She replied with a lustful look in her eye, "and I'll have a surprise for you."

Huh?

"See you Wednesday. Six would be fine, Tess," Opening the door for me to exit her office.

Walking back to the dorm I hurt my head trying to 'divine' what 'surprise' Willie had planned for me. By the time I reached my (our) room, I had decided that I wouldn't waste any more energy on this and would just be, well, 'surprised'. The other thing I decided was that if Jean was back from classes, I'd get me some pussy...

"Hey, good-looking," I said to her when I found her sitting at her desk upon entering our room, "What's going on in Jean's world?", walking over to her and leaning down to give her a kiss.

"Nothing much, really," She smilingly replied, her eyes clearly showing happiness at seeing me, "How about you?"

"Well, I just found out that Dr.Willie is going to revise my grade and that if I do well on the finals, I might just be able to pull off an A+ for the semester."

"Wow! That's great, Tess, who'd you have to kill to get her to change her mind?" She teasingly quipped.

"Nobody; I just let her eat me," I answered truthfully, "And, of course, I returned the favor."

Jean stared at me with open mouth, her eyes the size of saucers, it seemed. "Seriously?" She finally managed to sputter out.

"Seriously," I calmly replied, then added, "Want to hear about it? Lock the door, then come join me in bed," turning my back on her as I undid my skirt to drop to the floor. As I pulled my blouse over my head, I heard the snap sound as the door lock was engaged.

Flopping onto my bed with just my panties on, I lay watching as Jean pulled off her shorts and tee, the sight of her breasts sending fire to my crotch, and, she, joining me in bed after she stripped to her panties.

I told her the story of the other night in pornographic detail, leaving nothing out. The whole while, of course, I knew that hearing of it was getting Jean excited and horny.

Of course, my hands fondling her gorgeous tits probably helped a bit, as well.

I had found out quickly after I first seduced Jean that she got turned on just talking about sex, which made her think about sex, about sex with me, which I knew she loved.

"So that's why you were so crazy-horny when you got home the other night," Jean said with a bit of excitement in her voice, "That was the reason we made love for so long that night."

"That...plus the fact that I really like fucking you," I said before dropping my mouth to feast on her tits as my hand slipped under her panties' top to play with her pussy.

"I like it when you make love to me, Tess, I really do," Jean cooed as my tongue snaked it's way down her belly while I moved my body to lay between her legs.

"I want to do you first, baby, okay? Then you're going to do me, okay?" I said softly as I pulled her panties down her legs and off of her feet.

"Whatever you want, I'll do whatever you want me to do," Jean moaned as my tongue found her clit.

"Be careful what you say, baby, I might just take you up on that," lifting my mouth from her clit to say that to her. That was the moment the thought of a threesome with Jean and, Willie? Someone else? entered my head. I pushed the thought around my brain as I returned my mouth to Jean's very tasty snatch.

I like threesomes, though I've only a few. Good ol' step-sis invited her BFF/lover over to spend the weekend when our parents had gone away to visit friends. Step-sis and her BFF had me naked and taking turns between their legs almost before the parents' car was out of the driveway. That was the weekend that I found out what a 'daisy-chain' was.

Have to say, it was a lot of fun. I've had a couple of more with classmates, and one with one of the moms that I was fucking. She and her 'friend' from work, I seem to remember.

At any rate, I pushed the thought to the back of my mind so that I could concentrate on what I was doing to Jean. She tasted wonderful and deserved my full attention...

"You're getting really good at this, baby," I said to Jean as I sat on her face, rubbing my pussy against her mouth and tongue, "really, really good," stifling a cry of joy when I orgasmed. 

Rubbing faster, I stole another one before I rolled off of Jean to flop next to her on my bed..

"I like pleasing you, Tess, I can't seem to get enough of you; you've cast a spell on me," Jean said as she fondled my breasts, sucking on my nipples as she said it.

"Well, you do please me, sweetie; I can't believe, though, that you haven't tried anyone else." dropping a seed of thought for me to use later.

"I'm not as out-going as you; approaching someone just to say hello is hard for me to do, much less approaching someone to have sex with," Jean answered as she continued to fondle my tits.

"It's a big old world out there, Jeannie m'girl; you might be surprised at what treats are there for the taking," I replied as I returned her fondling of me by taking her breast in my hand.

"Yeah, I suppose..." Jean said, leaving the thought unspoken.

"I'm hungry. How 'bout we get dressed and go grab a burger at The Library?" I asked, rolling out of my bed to gather my clothes from the floor.

"Give me two minutes," Jean replied with a smile.

Yeah, she's clingy, I thought, but under it all, she's really a sweet chick.

"Come in, sweetie," Willie said in way of greeting when she opened the door to me that Wednesday night.

She was wearing a flowing robe, kimono-like, but not that, know what I mean? It was belted at the waist but loose enough to showcase her tanned, long legs, one of her best assets. Her hair was loose and like me, she had very little makeup on.

"Hungry? I could whip up something quick, if you'd like," Willie asked while reaching for a bottle of wine.

"Actually, no; My roomie and I grabbed a late lunch and it was pretty filling," I replied truthfully as I fetched a couple of stemmed glasses for us to use from her winerack.

"To us, Tess," Willie toasted with a clink of her glass against mine, "To fun and adventure between two like-minded gals."

Smiling, I took a large sip while we stared at each other. Taking my free hand in hers, she led us to her den/media room and the large overstuffed couch where she first made love to me last weekend.

"Like porn?" She asked from out of the blue.

It kinda' caught me off-guard but recovering quickly, I replied that I've not seen a lot of it but what I have seen wasn't distasteful to me in the least.

"I like Lesbian porn but that comes at no surprise to you, does it? Anyway, I like well-made Lesbian porn, especially when it involves an older woman with a younger girl...again, no surprise to you, I'm sure," laughing after she said it.

"Would you like to watch some with me?" She asked when we settled in on the couch with our wine."

"Sure, I'll watch it with you."

Hell, really wasn't a big deal to me in all honesty. Then I wondered if that was the 'surprise' that she alluded to the other day.

She clicked on her media center and leaned back against the couch-back, putting her arm around me, pulling me tight against her body. Smiling at me, she gave me a sweet kiss just as the DVD started playing.

Two glasses of wine and a half-hour later, I was naked, my legs spread wide, and Willie on her knees eating me deliciously. I scooted my ass forward a bit more so that she could have easy access to my pussy. She-of-the-longest-tongue-in-the-world, tongue-fucked me to three mind-blowing orgasms while her fingers stroked my clit.

"Can we go to your bed, Willie, please?" I genuinely begged. I was hot. I wanted more. I wanted to eat her. I wanted to fuck her so bad.

"I was just going to suggest that, baby," She cooed, "I was just thinking about your surprise," She said as she stood, pulling me to my feet, afterwards.

"Lay down, Tess, lay on your back for me," Willie asked as she led me to her bed. Doing as she asked, she walked to the foot of her bed and, grabbing my ankles, she spread my legs apart. I stared at her, stared at the smile of her lips, getting more turned on but not knowing why.

Rubbing one of my feet with her hands, she bent over and placed a kiss to one of my toes.

"Just relax, sweetie, you're going to like this," She said to me as I felt the soft silk material being wrapped around my ankle, then being tied. Lifting my upper body upright, leaning on my elbows, I saw that she had tied a scarf of some kind to my ankle was doing the same thing to the other leg/ankle.

"What...?" I stammered, nothing else able to come out of my mouth.

"Shhhh, sweetie, trust me; you do trust me don't you?"

"Yes, I do." I did, though I'm not sure why.

Pulling one of my arms over my head, then the other, she did the same thing, securing my arms above my head to the bedposts. Smiling down on me when she tied the last knot, she turned, saying as she walked way, "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

"Funny, Willie. Real funny," I called to the back of her head as she walked into a huge closet off to the side of her bedroom, laughing after I did it.

Well, this is interesting, I thought, wondering what was next on the agenda tonight.

I soon found out.

Willie reappeared from her walk-in closet, totally naked except for the strap-on harness around her hips/waist. Jutting out in front of the harness was a moderately thick dildo about eight inches in length.

"Just so you know, when I'm done fucking you with this, I'll expect you to do the same to me, okay?"

She crawled onto the bed from the foot, between my legs. Leaning over me, she lowered her mouth to my breasts to suck and lick them as her fingers fucked my pussy.

"Feel good, baby?" She asked when she was moving her mouth from my right tit to start on my left tit.

"It does, it really does," I answered truthfully as she fingered me with passion.

"Then, you're going to love this," She said as she guided the head of the dildo into my soaking-wet pussy.

No, I have never fucked a real cock. Yes, I've used toys, on myself and on others, so the feeling was not unknown to me and, truthfully?, it felt pretty fucking good!

She fucked me expertly, burying the dildo deep in my pussy, rubbing against my clit as she did so. The fact that I couldn't wrap my legs around her or move very much was so frustrating that it added to the pleasure.

Weird. Yeah, I know.

I lost count of my orgasms after three. All I know is that it was probably the most I had ever had with a woman. And the night wasn't over.

We took a break. We both needed to take a break. She untied me and we caught our breath while drinking another glass of wine. I was turned on, wet with sex-sweat, and anxious to get back to the bedroom so that I could fuck her. I so wanted to fuck her.

Finished with our wine and our break, Willie took me by the hand, leading me back to her bedroom. Once there, she quickly slipped the harness onto my body, all the while sucking on my tits as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Climb onto the bed and get behind me," she coaxed as she lay in the middle on the bed, on her stomach. With her head turned to the side and on a pillow, she raised her ass into the air by kneeling.

"Fuck me, Tess...Fuck me hard," She ordered.

Guiding the head of the dildo to the lips of her pussy, I pushed, gently, sliding the dildo inside of her until it was all the way in her. Holding on to her hips with my hands, I closed my eyes and started moving back and forth, pulling until the strap-on's cock was almost out of her before pushing it deeply into her, again. Getting into a rhythm, low growls and moans of pleasure seem to come from deep inside of her as she moved her ass and pussy in time with me.

Faster and faster, fucking her harder and harder, her moans were now loud, and getting louder. Reaching around to massage her clit with my fingers, she emitted a scream of unbridled pleasure when she exploded with her climax, whimpers of pleasure coming from her as it ebbed.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 02



"Damn girl, you're a quick learner," She gasped when I pulled the cock from her, allowing her to roll over onto her back, her legs quickly trapping me, pulling me to her so that I could fuck her with the strap-on again, but this time, with my tits near her mouth so she could suck on them while I fucked her to two more orgasms...

Out of the harness now, I lay with my pussy against her thigh as she held me to her body, me sucking on a tit as I moved my pussy against her thigh, getting it slick with my juices. 

We lay like that for quite a while before I thought about the time and that I should be getting dressed and leaving, returning to my dorm.

"I really should be going, Willie, I've got early classes tomorrow," I finally said to her.

"In a hurry to get back to your dorm and your roomie?" She asked, chuckling afterwards, "You know, for a night-capper?"

I chuckled along with her, commenting, off the top of my head, "Well, she does have a pair of amazing tits; you'd like playing with hers, I guarantee you would; And, she's getting pretty good at eating pussy," my turn to chuckle, now.

"Hmmm, food for thought, I suppose," She replied before giving me one more squeeze from her embrace of me to her body.

"You like threesomes?" I asked as I raised my head from her breast, letting her nipple fall from my lips.

"Never had a bad one; just some better than others," She responded.

"Want to have one with me and my roomie?" I queried further, the thought popping back to the forefront of my brain.

"You've had threesomes with her?" She asked, the tone indicating that she was interested at the thought.

"No," I replied, "But, I'm pretty sure I could talk her into it if you'd like me to try."

"A night with two hot, young women? Of course, I'm interested," She quickly affirmed, "That is, if you really think you could talk her into it."

"I'll let you know," I coyly replied, leaving her embrace to go and find my clothes scattered in her den.

"You do that, sweetie, you've got me thinking about it, now," She responded.

Kissing her goodnight at her door, she opened it to let me out, saying goodbye before closing it behind me.

Walking quickly back to campus and my dorm, my mind raced to conjur up a plan to bring it up to Jean and gauge her interest in getting fucked by my History professor and me.

Jean was asleep when I closed and locked the door of our room behind me. Slipping out of my clothes, I eased my body into her bed, under her covers, molding my body to hers as she lay on her side, facing away from me.

"Mmmm, someone's climbed into bed with me and she appears to be naked," Jean said, rather sleepily, "Another hot night with your teacher?" She asked further as she turned towards me, allowing me to lean down and kiss her as my hand found her breasts, holding one of them firmly as my mouth left her lips to latch onto her nipple.

"Wow, you're really horned-up, aren't you?" She said as I made love to her tits with my mouth, my hand having slipped under her panties to play with her pussy.

"Complaining?" Lifting my mouth from her tit to ask.

"Never, Tess, never; have your way with with me," She replied, spreading her legs wide for me to lay between.

"I intend to," I assured her as my tongue left a trail of saliva from her breast, down her belly, to her clit, "Hang on, sweetie, you're going for a ride..."

continued in (3)...



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 03



"You want me to do what with you?" Jean responded when I first laid out my thoughts about her and I 'doing' Dr.Willie.

We had met for lunch at one of the student dining rooms, the two of us sitting at a two-top along one of the side walls. She had just taken a bite from her sandwich and almost spit it out in surprise at my proposal.

"Well, I was thinking," I quickly replied in an effort to calm her shock, "It wouldn't really be a bad idea for you to experience lez-sex with someone other than me, you know, just so that you can gain that experience. I mean, I guess that you enjoy our fun times, don't you?"

"Of course I do. You know I do. You've been the best time I've ever had with someone else," Jean quickly replied. She had told me of a few fumbled attempts at sex with a boyfriend in High School that was, well, horrible. Both were inexperienced and neither really knew what they were doing.

"Okay, then; Does what we do together please you enough that you've at least thought about having sex with other gals?" I pressed.

"Well...yeah, I suppose," She reluctantly admitted, "There is a girl in my biology class that keeps undressing me with her eyes when we're in lab, and it does kinda' make me feel good that she finds me attractive."

"There ya' go! But, you would never do anything to start something with her, would you? You would just wait for her to say or do something, right?"

"Well...yeah," She answered as she returned to eating her sandwich.

"All I'm saying is that doing something like this, you know, a threesome with two experienced people would add to your confidence, that's all I'm saying," I answered her, chewing on a french-fry afterwards.

"You really think so?" Jean asked earnestly of me.

"Yeah, I do; I wouldn't ask you to do something that I thought would be bad for you, Jean, I like you too much to fuck you over by doing something like that," I replied in hopes it would calm her fears and doubts.

"How does it work? You know, a threesome?" She asked. 

Good! She hadn't shut her mind to the idea, I thought when she asked that question.

"Kinda' like a twosome, like when you and I play with each other except that there is another person to do things to, and who can do things to you as well. Quite exciting, actually," I opined in answer to her question.

"And you want me? You chose me to do this if I agree?" Jean said further.

"Why wouldn't I? You and I have a great time in our room when we're horny, don't we?"

"Yeah, we do, we really do," She smilingly agreed.

"So, will you at least think about it?" I asked.

"No. I trust you; if you think I'd like it, I'm sure I will, so I'll do it," She answered, surprising me that she didn't want to 'think' about it for a while.

"Let me talk to Dr. Willie and I'll let you know what the plans will be and when, okay?"

"Okay...," she said, then added, "Any plans for this afternoon, after your last class?"

"Nope, probably just go back to the room and veg for a while," I answered as I finished my last fry.

"Wanna' fuck?" She asked, surprising me that she actually asked me if I wanted to fuck rather than wait for me to make the first move on her, which I usually did. 

"Are you propositioning me, you little slut?" I teased back to her.

"You've taught me well," She chuckled, flashing a big shit-eating grin to me, afterwards...

On my way back to the dorm I detoured to stop by Dr. Willie's office to see if she was in.

She was.

"That's sounds promising," Willie said after I told her of Jean's willingness to join us for fun and games in Dr. Willie's bed, "But, after we talked the other night, I had another thought that I'd like to share with you..."

"So, about that threesome with Dr.Willie," I said to Jean that afternoon as she finished licking my juices from my freshly-eaten pussy.

"How would you feel about a weekend up in the mountains, at her cabin?" I asked as I pulled her from between my legs to lay against me, my arm holding her to my body.

"Really? The three of us in the mountains at a cabin? That sounds like fun," She eagerly replied.

"Well, that's the thing; it wouldn't be the three of us, it'd be the four of us," her look of confusion quite cute on her face after she heard me say it.

Willie had suggested the weekend in the mountains and informed me that an old friend, a former lover, was flying in to spend some time with her in a couple of weeks.

"She's a couple of years younger than me, forty-one or two, I can't remember but she is extremely attractive and, like you and I, Tess, she's rather adventurous sexually. She's married now and is only able to get away a couple of times a year and before you ask, no, she's not bi-sexual. She's 'married' to another woman, but married is married and sometimes, she feels the need to 'roam', so to speak," Willie said to me that day.

"Okay," I replied, "The four of us it'll be." Now all I had to do was re-sell Jean on a foursome instead of a threesome.

Turned out that it wasn't hard to do. Jean had gotten herself so worked up at the thought of a sexual adventure with me and Dr. Willie that adding another pussy to the mix only enticed her more.

Jean and I signed out of the dorm for the weekend when the magic weekend rolled around. Walking to Dr. Willie's with our backpacks packed with clothes for a couple of days, we rang the bell and waited on the stoop.

"Nervous?" I asked Jean.

"Excited is more like it," She smilingly replied.

"Ah, it's the girls, Mags," Dr. Willie called to someone when she opened the door, "Come in, darlings, come in; I want you to meet a dear friend, Margaret."

"But, if you call me that, I'll hurt you," the tall, stunningly beautiful redheaded woman said as she walked to meet and greet us, "Please, call me Mags, call me bitch, call me anything but Margaret," she finished saying as she took our hands in hers in greeting.

"Well, are we ready to hit the road?" Willie asked as she checked her locks on her windows and the like. Walking out to her car before her, Willie set her alarm and joined us at her Escalade.

"Jean, sweetie, why don't you sit up front with me so we can get to know each other a bit," Willie said as her eyes sparkled in appreciation of Jean's rack.

"Well, I guess that leaves you and I sitting in the back," Mags said with a seductive smile, "Promise, I won't bite," laughing afterwards.

"What if I want you to?" I teased in a low voice as I passed next to her to get into the backseat of the spacious SUV.

"Oh, I can see that we're going to get along just fine, sweetheart," Mags said in reply.

The trip to Willie's cabin took about two hours. The weather was beautiful, the temperature just right, the traffic rather light. Conversation between the four of us was light, funny and without tension which could only help Jean feel more comfortable about a tryst with two women that she'd just met.

At some point, I'm not sure when because I was involved in low, private conversation with Mags, I noticed that after exchanging some sideways glances, Willie reached towards Jean with her right hand. From the backseat it 'appeared' from the movement of Willie's arm and shoulder that she was feeling and fondling my roomie as Jean laid with her head on the backrest, her eyes closed.

Motioning to me to come closer so that she could whisper in my ear, Mags leaned to meet me half-way.

"Looks like they're getting along nicely," She whispered while trying to stifle a bemused laugh at her ironic statement.

My answer was to undo my seatbelt and, turning my body so that my front was to her and my back to the front of the car, I moved my legs up on the seat as I lay across Mag's lap, her arms coming around me to support me.

Eyeing me with curiosity at what I was doing, the look of clarity came to her face when I, silently, started undoing the buttons of her blouse, revealing a rather nice set of boobs, small, but, nice. Taking her right hand in mine, I placed it under my tee and onto my breast, after which I pulled her blouse apart and dropped my mouth over one of her tits.

"I like how you play, girly," Mags said softly, sensually, as she fondled my breast, her fingers skillfully pinching my hard nipple, pinching just 'short' of pain which sent spasms of fire to my love-box.

We arrived at the cabin about a half-hour later, Mags' breasts red and wet from my mouth and tongue and my nipples, red from her fingers. 

Opening Jean's door as a courtesy, she smiled sheepishly at me as she fought to refasten her shorts with one hand, while the other fought to hold her opened blouse together.

Looking over the top of her car at Willie when Jean turned her back to put herself together, Willie simply smiled back at me as she sucked, suggestively, on one of her fingers.

Well, okay then!

"Find a place to put your stuff in one of the bedrooms, I'm sure it really doesn't matter which one because I have a feeling that we will all be spending some time in both of them," Willie announced after we followed her into her very nice, modern, cabin. 

We quickly unloaded the provisions that we had brought from Willie's house. That task done, Willie led us out to the deck which overlooked a beautiful valley below.

"I'll turn the hot-tub on and it'll be just right for us to enjoy after a quick dinner," Willie said to our group as we stood, marveling at the beauty of the vista in front of us.

Feeling Mags move behind me, I leaned back into her as she hugged me to her body by putting her arms around me. Kissing the side of my face, she moved her mouth close to my ear and whispered.

"Let them fix dinner tonight; you and I will do it tomorrow night, okay?"

"That's fine," I whispered back to her by turning my head so that only she could hear me, "Got any ideas how we can fill the time before dinner?" I asked, teasingly. Oh yeah, I knew where her head was at the moment.

"I was thinking about eating a little bit of nineteen year old pussy," She teased back with a seductive grin.

"Well, it just so happens that I have one of those," my grin now matching hers.

"Must be my lucky day," Mags replied, softly, placing a soft kiss to my lips, afterwards.

Well, okay then!

I'd like to say that we snuck off secretly, without making a big deal of it, you know, just casually walking away to one of the bedrooms.

I'd like to, but it wouldn't be the truth.

No, Mags, instead, said to Willie and Jean, who were sitting on a lounger, "Hey guys, y'all make dinner tonight and we'll do it tomorrow night, okay?"

Jean and Willie looked to each other for a second and turning to Mags, both nodded their agreement with Mags' suggestion.

"Good, that's settled; now, if you'll excuse us, I'm going to have an appitizer of 'Tess Tartar'," grinning as she took me by the hand, walking us from the deck into the house.

She was tall. She was sexy. She was a 'true' redhead. But, most of all? She was really, really good at eating pussy.

We had almost run down the hallway into the second bedroom, not Willie's master suite, Mags and I giggling like school girls as we did so.

"Mmmm, oh sweetie, have I got plans for you this weekend," Mags said after she closed the door behind us, almost ripping her clothes from her body afterwards as I did the same with mine. Her green eyes eyed me as I stripped, the lust and desire blazing their approval of my body as I crawled onto the bed to wait for her to join me.

Mags' body looked ten years younger than her forty-one years, obviously the result of some serious running and work in the gym. Her breasts were perky, not needing a bra for support, the nipples almost freakishly large. Her 'landing-strip' of red pubic hair appeared to be glistening with dampness, I noticed as she crawled into bed with me. 

She moved her body until her breasts were near my mouth as I lay with my head on a pillow, bending to tease my lips with her hard, erect nipples. Reaching with my arms to pull her closer, I lifted my head to suck one of her tits into my mouth, sucking hungrily on her offered nipple.

"Oh, that feels good, sweetie," Mags cooed as I increased my lustful sucking, the feel of her nipple to my mouth and tongue sending waves of fire to my, now-wet, snatch.

As I made love to her breasts with my lips and tongue, she cupped my naked pussy with one of her hands, slowly caressing and rubbing it, her middle finger slipping between my pussy's lips, moving in and out in a fucking motion.

Pulling her breast from my mouth, Mags leaned down and kissed me passionately, her tongue diving deep into my mouth, almost down my throat it seemed, her finger buried in my pussy, fucking me slowly and sensually as we kissed.

Breaking our kiss, Mags moved and knelt over my head as my hands on her hips guided her pussy to my mouth.

"Ummmmmm," a muffled moan of arousal escaped my lips as I stretched my tongue to taste her, to fuck her, her scent of sex driving my desires even more so.

"Aaah, sweet Mary," Mags cooed as I dined on her delicious pussy, "Willie said that you were experienced beyond your years, but what an understatement," she said between gasps of excitement at what I was doing to her, one of her hands holding my head to her pussy as she rubbed furiously against my mouth and tongue.

"Holy shit," Mags loudly proclaimed when her orgasm racked her body with waves of pleasure, her hips bucking hard against my face as she rode my face.

Lifting her pussy from my mouth, Mags positioned herself to kiss me, her tongue driving deep into my mouth and throat, searching, it seemed, to capture her juices with it. Smilingly, she broke our kiss as my legs spread to allow her to lay between them, her mouth on my now, very-wet, pussy as my legs trapped her to my body, pulling her against me as I moved my hips in concert with her mouth and tongue.

Don't know what it is about older broads, must be the years of experience, I quickly thought as I exploded with my own climax a short, few mintues later. Willie, Mags, one of my classmate's mom, they were all much older than me and each were able to get me off quicker than any gal of my own age. 

Something to aspire to, I had decided, as I quickly caught another, smaller, orgasm just as we heard the soft tapping on the bedroom door.

"Come in," Mags called out in response to the knock, returning her mouth to finish licking me in post-coital play.

"Willie said that dinner will be ready in ten minutes," Jean announced in an almost robotic fashion as her eyes took in the scene before her, her eyes bright with excitement at the sight of Mags' head between my legs, at our nakedness.

"We'll be right there, sweetie," I answered as Jean slowly backed out of the room, her eyes not leaving our naked bodies. Mags and I kissed once more, the taste of my pussy fresh on her lips and tongue, a taste that I found rather enjoyable. Quickly dressing, we soon joined Willie and Jean just as the meal was ready to be served.

"Why don't you two ladies go outside and enjoy the view while Jean and I clear the table and get the dishwasher going?" I suggested as I topped off our wineglasses, "It won't take us long and we'll join you afterwards."

They did just that as Jean and I, working like a well-oiled machine, finished the tasks quickly, the whir of the dishwasher now softly humming as I topped off our glasses. Leaning against the kitchen counter, Jean and I clinked our glasses together in a toast to a job well done.

"Looked like you enjoyed the ride up here," I casually commented to Jean, my eyes watching her over the top of my glass as I sipped my wine.

"Willie must be a witch or something," Jean answered in reply, "I mean, one minute we were talking quietly, her voice almost hypnotic, and the next, her hand was in my blouse, in my bra and doing magical things with her fingers. Next thing I knew, she had undone my shorts and had her hand in my panties, fingering me."

"You enjoyed it, didn't you?" I teasingly asked.

Looking at me as if I was the village idiot, she answered, "Well, yeah."

Grabbing the wine bottle to bring out with us, I motioned with my head, towards the deck, saying, "Come on, baby, let's go play with our dates."

"Aaah, good, you brought some more wine," Mags said as she and Willie held out their glasses for me to top off.

Placing the bottle on a table on the deck, I moved behind Jean, wrapping my arms around her, pulling her into my body tightly. I began nibbling and licking on her ear and the side of her neck knowing, from experience, that it was a 'hot' button for her, getting her horny quickly.

I continued nibbling at her while my hands slowly unbuttoned her blouse, then her shorts, slipping them from her body to fall onto the deck. Unsnapping her bra from behind her, I cupped her breasts with my hands as it, too, fell to the decking.

Fondling her tits from behind as I noshed on her neck, I whispered into her ear, "Ready to let the ladies play with you, sweetie?"

Jean just nodded her response as she leaned her head against me, her eyes closed, her hand reaching behind her to grab onto my ass, squeezing hungrily at my ass-cheek with her hand. As she played with my ass through my shorts, I slipped her panties from her hips, letting them to join her clothes at her feet.

Nudging her towards, then into the tub, Jean's hands were taken by Mags and Willie, their lust bright in their eyes from the small show I had put on for their benefit. Leading Jean to sit between them, Willie leaned in and began kissing Jean while her hand fondled one of her breasts. Not to be left out, Mags lowered her mouth and started sucking, rather nosily, on Jean's other tit while her hand slipped between Jean's legs.

Watching for a bit before I shed my clothes to join them in the tub, I indulged my streak of voyeruism, enjoying the fire that was building in my crotch. 

Oh yeah, I liked to watch, having discovered that fact about me when my step-sis and her BFF introduced me to threesomes that weekend, a few years ago. They had me watch them after I had first pleasured them, one after the other.

Have to say, I enjoyed it.

Climbing into the tub with the three of them, I moved Mags from Jean's tit, placing her sitting on the tub's edge, kneeling afterwards so that I could eat her trimmed, red-haired pussy, again.

Moving Jean to sit next to Mags, Willie joined me as we explored Mags and Jean's pussies with lust and gusto, the moans and groans of excitement filling the silence of the night.

Both Mags and Jean came at nearly the same time and, as their climaxes ebbed, Willie nudge me with an elbow, asking, "Switch?"

"Oh yeah," I replied, moving in concert with Willie until I was eating Jean and she, Mags.

Of course, they climaxed again, how could they not?

Caught up in a sexual frenzy now, we quickly exited the tub, drying off before re-entering the cabin to continue our fun and games in Willie's large den/living room/media room.

To my surprise, Jean became an active participant by taking Mags by the hand and sitting her on a couch, kneeling between Mags' legs to taste the redhead. Lying on her back, Willie pulled herself until she was between Jean's legs, holding them in her hands for balance as she lifted her head to eat my roomie. Not to be left out, I immediately lay between Willie's opened legs and did the same to her.

We played that way for a few hours and when it was time to pair off for the evening, Willie took Jean with her into her master bedroom. Telling me so earlier, I knew that Willie planned to introduce Jean to the joys of the strap-on. Turned out that Mags had similiar plans for me, but not with a strap-on; no, she used a long, thick dildo on me for several wonderful orgasmic explosions.

Of course I returned the favor, the two of us finally falling asleep in each other's arms after we had thoroughly fucked each other with the dildo. Hearing Jean's cries of delight just before I drifted off to sleep, I knew that Willie was fucking her royally, still.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 03



"Up, up, you lazy bitches," That, along with the banging of a metal pot of some kind, brought both Mags and I straight from a deep sleep, butting our heads into each other as we fumbled with the startling awakening.

"What the fuck..., are you insane?" Mags grumbled as she rubbed her head from our noggin-knocking.

"Get a move on," Willie commanded, "Jean and I have decided that we'll drive to a nearby trail-head and hike these beautiful mountains."

"Whoopie-fucking-do!" Mags replied, clearly not a happy camper.

"We leave in an hour; should be enough time for you two lazy sluts to shower, dress and grab a quick cup of coffee or two and maybe a light breakfast. Now, chop-chop," Willie ordered, then turning around, she marched out of the room, leaving Mags and I to do as she commanded, no, demanded.

"Fucking bitch; If she wasn't such a great piece of ass, I'd kill her and hide the body," Mags joked.

At least, I was hoping that she was joking.

To save time, we showered together, but nothing more than showering.

"Sweetie, normally I'd try for a little morning nooky with your sweet ass, but I gotta' tell you, my pussy's really sore," Mags said to me before we jumped into the shower.

"Good," I replied, "Mine is too; It really needs some rest," I replied, slapping Mags' upheld hand for a 'high-five'.

Okay, so the hike turned out to be fun, gorgeous, and awe-inspiring, but before you say 'told you so', it could have been terrible.

But it wasn't.

We stopped for lunch, having worked up a pretty good appetite from all of the hiking on the steep trails. Willie showed us some of the more picturesque local roads for a while, finally getting us back to the cabin around four'ish.

"So, what are you ladies planning to feed us for supper?" Willie asked as we settled back into the living room.

Oh shit! Mags and I looked at each other with the same facial expression...Oh Shit!

"I forgot that we took tonight's shift in the kitchen for dinner," Mags admitted.

"If I may make a suggestion?" Willie said, offering us a floatation device of hope, we hoped.

"How 'bout a simple dinner of grilled steaks, baked potatoes, and a small salad?"

Still looking at each other, Mags and I started nodding our head in agreement at the same time.

"Works for me," Mags and I said at the same time, causing all of us to laugh.

"Is there anything else you might need from me?" Willie asked, standing as she did. 

"No? Good." Willie said matter-of-factly, adding, "I'd wait a couple of hours before starting," she suggested, "And that will give Jean and I enough time to finish our play from last night."

That said, Willie took Jean by her hand and led her back into the master bedroom to "continue their play."

"Your roomie is about to get seriously fucked," Mags chuckled.

"Better her than me," I answered in honesty, "I'm not sure that it'll be able to take anything tonight."

"That's okay, baby, in all honesty, I know mine can't," laughing at the absurdity of it all.

I mean, Mags and I are so much alike that we could be related, scary as that might seem. "Come on, woman, let's go soak our worn-out pussies in the theraputic waters of the hottub, we've got enough time."

And we did, truly enjoying the water, the company, the quiet of this hilltop that Willie called home in the mountains. 

Dinner was superb, the wine even more so which led to Mags getting horny after her fifth glass. I don't turn down pussy very often but this night I did, I had to, I mean I was still sore, for God's sake.

"I'm sure Willie and Jean wouldn't mind you joining them," I suggested.

"Grand idea!" declared Willie, then turning to Jean, said, "You wouldn't mind having us two old broads ravage your body, would you sweetie?"

"Sounds like fun to me." Jean said, somewhat slurred it seemed, "When? Now?" she asked.

"If you'd like, yes, now," Willie answered.

"Okay," Jean said brightly, "I'm going to go into your bedroom and get naked, okay? And maybe one of you could fuck me with Willie's toy while I'm eating the other one," walking off after she said it.

Mags, Willie and I looked at each other, stunned at Jean's outburst.

"Note to Jean's roomie," Mags said, "Monitor her alcohol intake in the future."

"Got it," I said, "Now, go have some fun, you two," I insisted, "I'm going to veg on the deck and talk with the owls and shit," walking away to do just that. Stopping to take the little bit of wine left in the bottle with me, I communed with nature for the next couple of hours.

Okay. If I'm going to be truthful here, I did manage to gently play with myself and get off without doing too much damage to my kitty. I mean, I was thinking about what Jean and the ladies were doing to each other, and, well, what can I say, I got horny.

"Tess?" The sound of my name waking me, a bit of confusion in my head as I fought to gain clear-headedness. Obviously, I quickly figured, I fell asleep while communing with Ma Nature, the owls and shit.

"Yeah, yeah," I responded to what I realized was Jean's voice off to the side of the lounger where I was cutting some serious Zs.

"Are you going to come to bed soon?" Jean asked, a bit sadly I thought.

"Yeah...what's wrong, Jean, you sound bummed out," I replied now that my head was clear.

"Nothing," She replied, sitting on the foot of the my lounger, "It's just that I'm really sore, Tess and I'm really tired."

"Where are our 'dates'?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure they're still fucking," She replied, "But, honestly, I'm too tired to do anything else tonight. I mean, if you're horny or something, I could get you off or something," her offering, a sweet gesture, I thought.

"Nah, I'm sore too, baby; how 'bout we shower up and just go to sleep tonight. Honestly? I could use the rest myself," I countered.

That's what we did, Jean and I, we showered together, soaping and rinsing each other but with no fooling around from either of us. Climbing into bed, neither of us bothering with clothes, we were soon fast asleep, Jean in my arms, her hand lovingly caressing my breast.

Yes, that's exactly how sore we both were. But, in the morning...

"Morning sunshine," I greeted Jean when my sucking of her breasts awakened her from a deep sleep.

"Someone must be feeling better," She smilingly answered as she stretched her arms above her head which just made me suck even harder on her tits.

"Feel good enough to give you a wake-up orgasm if you think you can stand it," I said in way of answering her question.

Spreading her legs, she reached and cupped one of my breasts, softly fondling it, caressing it with a lover's touch, saying, "I think I can handle it," her eyes closing when my tongue flicked over her clit as I continue to squeeze her tits as I moved to lay between her legs.

I took my time making love to her sweet-tasting snatch, her scent and wetness exciting me even more. She had just had her second orgasm when we heard the soft rapping of a knuckle on our bedroom door.

"If you girls are awake, breakfast will be ready in about ten minutes," Willie called through the door.

"We'll be out in just a bit," I called back to Willie, returning my mouth to Jean's pussy afterwards...

"What about you?" Jean asked, obviously concerned that I didn't get off.

"Tell you what," I replied, "When we get back to the dorm tonight, you can return the favor, if you'd like."

"You know I will," She replied as I climbed from between her legs to give her a kiss on her lips.

"Yeah, I know you will, baby, I have no doubt about that."

"Tess?" She said further.

"Yeah, what, sweetie?" I answered.

"I really liked the threesomes, but, do you think we could maybe, sometime, try to have one with some of the girls back at school?"

"Don't see why not," I answered as I got into my shorts and tee to join Mags and Willie for breakfast, "Anybody in particular?"

"Maybe that girl in my lab that looks at me like she wants to fuck me, the one I told you about," She answered as she finished dressing.

"Introduce me to her sometime, baby; if you want to get into her pants, I'll make it happen," I replied, giving her a quick kiss to her lips.

"Yeah, I know you will..." she answered, giving me an embrace as she said it.

What can I say? I've corrupted my roomie...

to be continued..... 



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 04



"I'll meet you in the Quad, after your lab," Tess said as she and Jean were about to part ways. Tess was of to the Library-no, the 'real' one, not the bar-and Jean was going to her Biology Lab.

"And don't forget what I told ya', sweetie, you probably need to make the first move as far as your 'crush' is concerned, okay?" and with a wave, Tess headed off to do her research for her upcoming History finals.

Easy for you to say Jean thought to herself as she entered the Sciences building, this is all new to me. Opening the door to her lab room, Jean wondered if she was early since she was the only one in the room. 

Huh!

Hearing the door open behind her, the object of Jean's latest masturbatory sessions walked in and smiled, saying, "Guess I wasn't the only one not to get the email."

"Email? What email?" Jean asked, confused.

"Prof's had a heart attack, a mild one, but labs were cancelled for today. Friday's still scheduled, I think, but with a graduate assistant running the show."

"Oh, so why are you here?" Jean asked.

"Had a notebook in my locker that I needed; Jean? Right?"

"Yes, and I'm sorry but I don't remember your..."

"Becky, but call me Becks; I don't remember the last time someone called me Becky," Becks laughingly interrupted.

"Okay..Becks," Jean smilingly obliged.

"So, since we have some time to kill, want to grab a latte or something?" Becks asked Jean, walking towards her when doing so.

"Yeah, that sounds good," Jean conceded, falling into step behind Becks as they left the lab.

Becks was a couple of inches taller than Jean, an attractive Afro-American young woman with skin the color of, well, Cafe-Au-Lait would be the closest comparison one might think of. Probably no more than one-twenty, thought Jean as she admired Becks' firm ass before rushing to walk along-side of Becks. Glancing over from the corner of her eyes, Jean was rewarded with a healthy shot of cleavage produced by Becks' ample bosom, at least a D-Cup was Jean's conclusion.

"So, are you a Frosh, or Soph?" Becks asked as they walked to the coffee kiosk near the Quad.

"Soph," Jean answered, "you?"

"Junior," Beck's laughingly replied, "fucked up last semester and missed the final so I flunked the course and had to retake it this semester."

"That sucks," Jean observed, thinking it truly so.

"Ehhh, truth is, it really was my fault," Becks admitted, "got hammered the night before, got myself picked up by a married broad looking to have a fling and overslept at her hotel."

Huh?

"Jean, you'll soon enough realize that I'm brutally frank most of the time but, stick around long enough, you'll get use to it," Becks said with a laugh. 

"Works for me," Jean responded, though, in her head, she was responding to the 'stick around long enough' thingy that Becks had casually thrown out there.

Grabbing a table, outside, they settled in with their lattes, sipping slowly while casually eyeing each other.

"Most gals would have run away screaming 'Lesbian Alert' in reaction to what I said earlier," Becks finally observed after a few moments.

And, for whatever reason, she really couldn't tell you why, Jean replied, totally out of character for her, "Yeah, well most gals don't have the roomie that I have," smiling back at Becks afterwards.

"So, is that a good thing? Or, a bad thing? You know, from your perspective," Becks asked further.

Pausing only a nano-second, "Oh, definitely a good thing as far as I'm concerned. Tess has showed me a lot; a lot of things that I didn't know," Jean admitted.

Not commenting on Jean's statement, Becks just nodded her head in a knowing way, smiling.

"Always good to know things," Becks finally said in way of comment.

"Oh, I agree, and...oh, wait, you can meet her now, she's walking over," Jean said, beaming when she saw Tess walking their way.

"Tess, Tess, I'd like you to meet Becks; she's in my Biology lab," Jean said with words but hoping her eyes were sending the right message: This is her; this is the one I've been telling you about.

"Hey, Becks, nice to meet ya," Tess said, aware that her 'gaydar' had clicked on. Her 'gaydar' was never fucking wrong.

"Yeah, you too," Becks replied with a wry smile, her own 'gaydar' sending an insane amount of pings to her brain.

The three spent an hour or so, just generally bullshitting, talking, about nothing, about everything. Glancing at her watch, Becks was the first to make a break for it by announcing that she had Volleyball practice and had to run.

"Thought I recognized you. You're the lead scorer for the school's squad, right?" Tess pressed Becks.

"Guilty as charged," Becks conceded, adding, "You guys going to be around over the weekend? We have a match on Saturday. Why don't y'all come to the game and we'll go grab a bite to eat or something, afterwards."

"Done," Tess replied, answering for both her and Jean.

"Nice looking chick," Tess observed as she gazed, lustfully, at Becks' ass that was walking away from them, "I understand why you're attracted to her."

"So you don't have a problem with her race?" Jean asked.

"Oh hell no, it's all pink on the inside, baby; now, let's go grab a burger," Tess said as she stood up to leave.

"Never thought of it that way," Jean honestly observed.

Well, she hadn't!

Tess was on the last couple of days of her 'time of the month' and because of that, she and Jean hadn't had sex with each other for about a week. Didn't mean they didn't want to, but, well, you know....

Which is why Jean was laying in her bed that night, listening to the soft sounds of Tess's sleeping, her hands lazily stroking and playing with her pussy. She did notice that since she's been playing with other females that she also had increased the amount of time she spent masturbating. She always masturbated, from that very first time to now, she always masturbated. She liked it. She liked how it made her feel. And since discovering girl-sex? Well, fuck it, it was even better, masturbating as she replayed her mind-movies of recent pussy-eating sessions.

But, tonight, behind Jean's closed eyes, in her mind-theater, she was slowly taking the clothes off of Becks, slowly admiring the tawny, sexy body of Becks while, in the corner, Tess sat in a chair, playing with herself as she watched Jean and Becks get naked and climb into bed.

Jean's fingers increased their strokes of her, now-very wet-pussy lips, rubbing across her hard clit as she-in her mind-leaned in to kiss Becks, letting her hand drop to cup Becks' sex as she did so, her mind-finger slipping into Becks' super-tight, super-hot, pussy.

Rubbing faster now, her breathing coming in short gasps, Jean's mind-movie showed her crawling between Becks' muscled legs which were thrown around her back, trapping her between Becks' thighs. 

Her breathing was now almost out of control as she visualized her parting Becks' pussy lips with her fingers, revealing that it was, indeed, all pink on the inside. Visualizing her tongue sliding between Becks' pussy lips, Jean stifled a small scream of surprise/delight/release as her orgasm rose from the depths of her body to embrace her tightly.

Slowly, Jean regained control of her breathing and, smiling a smile of satisfaction, rolled over to go to sleep.

Across the room, in her own bed, awakened by Jean's masturbation sounds, Tess smiled a sly smile and drifted off, again, for her date with Morpheus.....

"Wow, you guys kicked their ass," Tess cheerfully exclaimed to Becks after she joined them outside of the gym, after she'd showered off the sweat from the Vollyball match that night.

"Yeah, we did; thing is, though, when we play them again, at their place, they're quite capable of doing the same to us, on their home turf," Becks replied, falling into step with Tess and Jean walking away from the gym.

"That was a lot of fun," Jean contributed to their conversation, "very exciting to watch."

"Always exciting to watch," Becks opined, she, the Queen of Double Entendres, smiling wickedly afterwards.

Jean didn't catch it; Tess did and Tess smiled at Becks, their eyes showing each other that they, did indeed, 'get it'.

Stopping near the Quad, under a Victorian lightpost, Becks asked, "So, ladies, where do we go to eat? Any ideas?"

The Library-the bar, not the building-was suggested but dismissed because Becks observed, quite correctly, that it'd be packed with students on that Friday night and probably service would be slow, and she was hungry; she'd worked up a healthy appetite from her play in the game.

"How 'bout that little Pizza joint a couple of blocks over?" Tess suggested, "Pizza's good, and the service is usually pretty quick."

Nodding their heads in agreement, off they went to Luigi's.

Of course it was called Luigi's; what'd you expect, Frank's?

"Cool choice," Becks said further as they neared Luigi's, "it's really close to my apartment."

"You live off-campus?" Jean asked, a bit surprised.

"I'm a Junior, Jean, I can live off-campus legally," Becks reminded her.

"Roomies?" Tess asked out of curiosity.

"Had one last semester but she graduated, so I decided that I'd do without a roomie this semester," Becks answered.

"Has to be expensive," Jean observed.

"Ehh...my folks are loaded and nothing's too expensive for their 'baby-girl'," Becks observed with a laugh, as the three of them entered the restaurant to the delicious smell of Italian seasonings in the air.

They ordered the large special which, they quickly figured out, must have weighed twenty pounds or so it seemed. They did give it the 'old college try' but, try as they might, they could not finish the monster pizza.

"Want a 'go box'?," Becks asked her fellow diners.

"Not me; I don't want to look at another pizza for a week," Tess exclaimed.

"You say that now. But, what about a couple of hours from now when you're buzzed and wanting munchies?" Becks countered.

"Buzzed? Becks, we're not twenty-one and since the PO-PO has been cracking down on fake I.D.s, how the hell are we going to get buzzed?" Tess parried.

"Yeah, you're underaged, both of ya', but I'm not and I've got a fridge full of beer and chilled-down Tequila...and so, anyway, that's my plan for the rest of the evening. Anybody want to join me?" Becks said, scoring the kill-shot, so to speak....

Pizza in hand, the intrepid trio walked the short two blocks to Becks' apartment, talking about anything and eveything, making short work of the short walk.

"Becks, I really need to pee," Jean said upon entering the nicely furnished, rather large one-bedroom walk-up, "Can I please use your bathroom?"

"Down the hall, last door on the right, sweetie," Becks said, watching as Jean followed her directions, then turning quickly to Tess, she asked, "So, what's her story, slick? She your bitch?"

"Pretty much, but she's starting to flex her own wings," Tess answered truthfully, taking the cold beer from Becks.

"Don't you want to know my story?" Tess asked after taking a long pull at her beer.

"Your story? I know your story, honey," Becks said, and hearing Jean flushing, leaned in to put her mouth up against Tess' ear, whispering, "Your story is the same as mine, baby; you fell in love with pussy with your first taste." Reaching with her hand, Becks cupped Tess' snatch, punctuating her statement with a soft squeeze.

"Can't say you're wrong," Tess said simply, smiling up at Becks.

"Didn't think so," Becks replied, then turning, she handed Jean a cold brew as well. Clinking their bottle necks against each other, they pulled in unison at their beers.

"Game time," Becks declared as she reached into her fridge to retrieve a cold bottle of Tequila, then three shot glasses from her cupboard.

"Simple game," Becks began explaining after they settled onto the soft carpeted floor of Becks' apartment, in the main area of the living room, "I'll deal out all the cards, nobody looks at them, and we flip over one card at a time; loser has to drink a shot. If you lose twice in a row, the winner of that flip chooses which piece of clothes the loser loses...got it?"

"When do the non-losers get to drink?" Tess asked.

"Anytime you want, the bottle's not going anywhere," Becks replied as she finished dealing the last of the cards.

First flip...Jean lost...Jean did a shot.

Second flip...Jean lost...Jean did another shot and at Becks' direction, stripped off her blouse.

Fast forward a half-hour........

All three gals had passed 'slightly buzzed' by a bunch. Tess had her panties still on; Becks was down to her bra and panties; And Jean? Stark naked, very tipsy, and waiting to find out what she had to do now since she had no clothes left to strip.

"Well, what'd ya' think, Tess? She's got nothing left to take off, does she?" Becks said in a mock tone of conspiracy.

"I think she needs to become your bitch tonight. I mean, after all, she was the big loser wasn't she?" Tess answered, her voice somewhat slurred as was Becks' and Jean's.

"Yeah, me too." Becks agreed.

"How 'bout it Jeannie, sweetie? Want to be my bitch for tonight?" Becks asked as she crawled, rather unsteadily at that, on her hands and knees to where Jean was sitting, smiling and with a tipsy glow on her face.

"Suuure, Becks, I'll be your bitch, what do you want me to do?" Jean smilingly answered as she sorta' weaved back and forth.

Hey, the girls were plastered, the Tequila and a six-pack were gone, so, yeah! she weaved, okay?

"Come here and give momma some sugar, sugar," Becks cooed as she lay on the floor next to Jean, raising her arms to Jean, extending the invitation that really wasn't needed.....

Watching as the tableau unfolded before her, Tess moved to an armchair after she had positioned it to give her an excellent view of Becks and Jean. A Voyeur's dream, thought Tess, as she watched Jean lean down to kiss Becks.

And I am a Voyeur, Tess conceded to herself as she smiled at the sight of Becks and Jean kissing, and now, fondling, each other. Almost absentmindedly, Tess' hand dropped to her crotch, her fingers pulling her panties to the side, revealing her moist pussy-lips. Hanging one of her legs over the chair's arm, Tess slowly stroked herself as she watched Jean take off Becks' panties and bra, revealing an almost perfect pair of honey-brown 36-C/D cup tits. 

Jean knew what to do. After all, she had jacked off to this almost-same scenario a hundred times, it seemed. Stretching her mouth to get as much of Becks' tit as she could inside of it, Jean dropped a hand to Becks' pussy, rubbing it, slipping a finger into it, just like in her fantasies. Quickly glancing out of the corner of her eye, she took in Tess watching, masturbating, again, just like in her mind-movies.

"Ooooh damn, girl, oh yeah, baby, just like that...suck my nipple just like that, baby," Becks cooed as she moved her hips and crotch against Jean's fucking fingers.

But, Jean was not to be denied her taste of black pussy. No, not tonight, tonight she would take that off of her personal lesbian bucket-list. It was a young list, not even six months old, but still, it was her list.

Releasing Becks' tit from her mouth with an audible plopping sound, Jean slipped between Becks' muscled legs, flushing with heat when Becks squeezed Jean between them. Peeling Becks' pussy-lips apart....there, just as in her fantasy, just as Tess said, it was all pink on the inside. Smiling, Jean lowered her head, slipping her tongue deeply into Becks hot, tight, love-canal.

Looking over Jean's bobbing head between her legs, Becks' eyes caught Tess' eyes and opening her mouth slightly, Becks rolled out the mother of all tongues, running it sensually around her ample lips, slowly, seductively.

Oh yeah, Tess got the message, rising from the armchair and slipping out of her thong almost at the same time. Walking to Becks' head, Tess kneeled with Becks' head between her legs, feeling Becks' strong hands pulling her by the hips to her mouth.

They were not quiet lovers, no, not at all. The sounds of pussy-slurping was very loud in the room, though it was hard to know if Becks or Jean was the louder of the two. No matter. They enjoyed their pussy meals, the both of them.

Becks came first, long and loud. Tess followed, longer and louder. Jean was the last to come, that first time that night.

Oh hell no, there was no way that she was not going to orgasm. While eating like a champ on Becks' tasty pussy, our girl Jean had her own hand taking care of her own needs. Quite successfully, at that.

Collapsing onto Jean and Becks, Tess enjoyed the feel of their three bodies agaisnt each other's as they fondled, kissed, cuddled, cooed their delght to each other.

"How's that take-home box of Pizza looking to you now, sweetcheeks?" Becks asked Tess softly, slowly running her fingers up and down Tess' rather firm, fine ass.

"Pizza now...more pussy later?" Tess asked/answered.

"My kind of gal," Becks agreed.......

After their munchie-satisfying break, the girls gravitated towards Becks' bedroom, led by Becks who had announced that she needed some more pussy. So yeah, they gravitated towards Becks' bedroom.

"My turn, sweetie," Tess said to Jean with a quick, soft squeeze of Jean's pussy, "give Becks a taste of that fine pussy of yours while I have a little desert," crawling onto the bed and between Becks' splayed legs while saying so. 

Wrapping her hands around Becks' muscled thighs, Tess lowered her mouth to Becks' pussy while her eyes looked up to see Jean's pussy lowering onto Becks' mouth and tongue.

"Mmmmm, but damnit, Becks, you taste divine," Tess said between long, slow swipes of her tongue across Becks' clit.

"Oh shit, girl, just like that, babydoll, just like that," Becks instructed Tess, who needed no instruction when it came to eating pussy.

Jean was rubbing her pussy across Becks' mouth and tongue furiously, her breaths coming in short, excited gasps, the promise of orgasm just another rub away, she thought to herself.

Tess's own breathing was labored as she increased her oral exploration of Becks' snatch, fingering herself at the same time.

Once again, Becks climaxed first, her cry of release loud in her bedroom. Jean screamed next, thrusting her pussy hard against Becks' mouth, almost suffocating Becks in the process. As soon as Jean climbed off of Becks, Tess replaced her, dropping her pussy to Becks' mouth, commanding her to eat her, begging her to get her off.

Becks needed no encouragement to do so, gladly acccepting Tess's wet, hot pussy to her mouth and tongue. 

"Mmmm, mmmmmph," Tess cried when she orgasmed, her voice muffled by her hard kiss of Jean, her hand pulling and holding Jean's hair, holding her mouth to her own.

Sated, Tess released Jean's mouth from her own, falling off to the side of Becks, exhausted, but satisfyingly so. Turning onto her side, Tess snuggled to Becks' body as did Jean, the three of them glistening with sex-sweat. Jean nibbled, kissed and licked Becks' neck, face and lips while Tess sucked on Becks' breasts, leisurely, in no hurry now.

"Think we might have found some common ground for friendship, ladies," Becks purred as she throughly enjoyed the attention from these two white girls.

"Think you might be right, baby," Tess agreed as her finger found Jean's pussy, enjoying the gasp of surprise/pleasure from Jean's mouth, and biting down on Becks' nipple afterwards.

"Over on your back, bitch, momma wants some more of that talented tongue of yours," Becks commanded Jean.

Smiling, Jean laid on her back as Becks straddled her head between her knees, lowering her wet pussy to Jean's awaiting mouth.

Much better than my fantasy, Jean thought to herself as her tongue, once again, slipped into Becks' pussy, so much better.......



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 05



When you think about it, the decision to move in together, off campus, was pretty much a slam dunk.

After that fateful night, several weeks ago, when Tess & Jean hooked up with Becks, one could hardly go anywhere on campus without seeing at least two of the trio together. More often, though, it was The Three Amigoes (their pet name for themselves) strutting around the picturesque campus.

There was a bit of talk about their friendship from some of Becks' teammates, mostly wondering why Becks wanted to hang with non-athletes instead of the jocks.

"S'matter Becks, we not good enough for you anymore?" some had teased. Becks shrugged it off and simply said in response, "Hey, I hang with them 'cause I know they have my back, all the time, unlike some of you two-faced bitches."

Well, that was true enough. Some of the very same team members who questioned her new friendship with Tess and Jean were the same chicks who gladly spread their legs for Becks in secret, late-night trysts, but would act as if Becks was a social pariah outside of team play.

Becks was 'out', had been so since the end of her freshman year in college. Tess and Jean, on the other hand, had no issue hanging out with Becks, known lesbian or not. Becks respected that and, besides, Tess and Jean were dynamite lovers.

Tess and Jean's parents thought it a good idea, as well, for the three girls to share a place, off-campus, and as it turned out, off-campus housing would cost them less than the dorm fees, so win-win, from their view point.

Of course, the fact that Becks' dad had connections in the real estate business of the city didn't hurt.

"Damn, please tell me that's the last fucking box we have to haul upstairs," Becks said,complaining to Tess and Jean as they moved into their new abode.

"I sure as shit hope so," Tess agreed, "I've got nothing left in the tank," dropping the big box onto the floor, not so gently, at that.

"I'm sorry guys, I didn't realize how much stuff I had," Jean said, apologetically.

"I sure as hell could have told you how much crap you had, girl; remember, I shared a small dorm room with you and didn't hardly have room for my shit," Tess replied.

"The good news, Tessie-baby, is that she has to put her crap away, not us," Becks teasingly said.

"Got that right!" Tess agreed.

It was a three day project getting them moved into the rather large, three bedroom, old Victorian house a few blocks from campus. The downstairs was all living/kitchen/dining space; the upstairs was three bedrooms and two large bathrooms. There was an add-on half-bath downstairs, as well. But now, it was done. Finished. Well, except for the unpacking part but they could take their time about that since the new semester was still two weeks away.

When the trio first talked about it, it was decided that each would have their own bedroom. Of course they were sleeping with each other, a lot, but having your own room also meant that each could bring 'dates' home and have some privacy. They decided to set some ground rules, over beers, after having moved all of their shit to the house. All that was left was the-ugh-unpacking and putting away crap. 

"I mean, seriously, do we really need ground rules?" Becks asked Tess and Jean.

"Probably just so there's never any misunderstandings," Tess offered as reason number 1.

"And probably, just so we don't intrude on personal or private time," Jean offered as reason number 2.

"Already got your sights set on some new pussy, Jeannie-baby?" Becks asked teasingly.

"Maybe," Jean answered coyly.

"Do tell," Tess chimed in, more than a little intrigued by Jean's remark, "Last time you had a crush on someone we wound up fucking the black bitch," smiling and winking at Becks when saying it. Becks knew that Tess was teasing and took no offense.

"Yeah, that's right, you honky trash and you looove my little black pussy, bitch; you know you do," winking back at Tess.

"Well, can't say that you're wrong about that," Tess admitted with a smile. Becks was right. Tess did love that little black pussy, loved it a lot, in fact.

"Only black on the outside; all pink on the inside; found out for myself," Jean tossed in, her own two cents worth now on the table.

"Oh yeah, you surely did, girl," Becks commented with a wink to Jean, now.

"So, what are we saying here?" Becks remarked to get the discussion back on track and over with.

"Simple. Bedroom doors closed, privacy wanted; doors opened, an invite. Agreed?" Tess asked the other two.

"Sure." Becks and Jean agreed. Discussion over, now on to the ugly part; unpacking and putting away their shit........

Tess's new schedule found it's way to her after her mother remailed it from their home. Checking to see that she got the classes she had selected, she smiled broadly when she found that space was found for her with Dr. Willie's World History 3, a Junior/Senior level course. A few well-placed tongue flicks should be able to keep her in good stead with Dr. Willie, Tess mused. Not that she wouldn't actually study or do the work, no, that wasn't like her at all. But, as in life, in college you play with whatever advantages circumstance hands you.

The rest of her courses were exactly as she applied for, right down to the days and times of her classes. Cool, she thought, this will be a good semester, she predicted to herself.

"Hey, babe, what's shakin'?" Becks called to Tess as she closed the front door behind her.

"Nuttin' honey, just going over my schedule and lovin' the fact that it's just as I want," Tess replied with a beaming smile, exchanging cheek-kisses with Becks afterwards, "How 'bout you?"

"Got a problem, sweetie," Becks said with a face that betrayed sadness, horror, and/or a million other bad things one might think of.

"Oh Shit! What? What's wrong?" Tess asked, genuinely concerned.

"Got a pain, a really bad pain that just won't go away," Becks explained further, her face contorted as if in severe pain.

"Where? What...here, sit down, I'll get you some water," Tess busily said, her concern ramping up now.

"Maybe you can help me up to my room, help me get into bed, that'll help a lot," Becks said as she slowly ambled towards the stairwell.

"Sure, not a problem. Want me to call somebody?" Tess asked as she put her arm around Becks to help her as she started climbing the stairs.

"Yeah, sweetie. Call my doctor. You know the one, Dr. Loooove," Becks said with a hint of a grin on her face, now.

"You skanky-assed bitch," Tess hissed at Becks, realizing, now, that she had had her chain yanked by Becks.

"Does that mean you won't help me feel better?" Becks asked, still grinning.

"No, you cunt, it means that you owe me two orgasms for your one," Tess replied, her own face showing a smirk, now.

"Otay, Buckwheat," Becks replied, taking Tess' hand in hers, "But, me first; I'm so horny I could almost fuck a man."

"Wow, that's horny," Tess laughingly agreed.

Her eyes closed, Tess was drunk with the intoxicating taste and scent of Becks' pussy. She happily took her time in performing cunnilingus on Becks. She didn't want to rush, didn't feel the need to rush, she wanted it to last a long time, wanted to savor the taste that was Becks.

"Ooooh yeah, baby.....you do know how to rock momma's world, yeah, baby, just like that," Becks cooed, her own eyes closed in pleasure, her hips gently moving in concert with Tess' mouth and tongue.

They were so engrossed in what they were doing in Becks' bed that they didn't hear Jean when she came home. Didn't hear Jean when she walked up the stairs looking for them. Didn't hear or sense Jean as she leaned against the doorframe of Becks' room, gazing at the scene in Becks' bed. No, the first awareness they had of Jean's presence was when Tess felt a tongue flick across the back of her neck, just before she felt a hand, then a finger fondle her pussy from behind, then enter her.

Tess didn't stop her munching of Becks, no, what she did was to spread her legs a wee bit further apart so that Jean could properly finger her as she drank of Becks' juices.

"Oh damnit girl, damnit to hell, don't you dare stop now, you hear me," Becks moaned aloud as she held onto Tess' head and hair with both hands, her hips almost a blur as they rocked against Tess' mouth. Tess tightened her grip on Becks' hips, moaning in concert with Becks from Jean's fingering of her, muffling her cry of orgasm into Becks' pussy as they both quaked with spasms of joy, of release, of unbridled pleasure.

"Sweet Jesus, but that was fucking good," Becks finally said after catching her breath, "Holy crap, but that was soooo fucking good!"

"More where that came from, sweetcheeks," Tess gasped, "but not for a while; I've got to rest, my jaw's sore."

"How 'bout you, Becks? Your jaw sore?" Jean said, causing Becks to open her eyes and look towards Jean, who was getting out of her clothes, dropping them behind her as she crawled onto the bed and over Becks' head.

"How 'bout you, Becks?" Jean said as she lowered her pussy towards Becks smiling face.

"Never too sore for your sweet snatch," Becks replied with a broad grin as her hands gripped Jean's ass, pulling her pussy towards her mouth.........

They were three weeks into the new semester, most of the bullshit startup crap behind them all. Now, it was into the 'meat' of their courses, no more easy days. The work load did cut into their playtime with each other, not a lot, but enough that they all commented on it at one time or another. 

The girls, as a live-together unit, really worked well. They liked being with each other, liked each other's company, was respectful of each other, in general. With their course loads beginning to settle into a routine, they decided one night that they should throw a house-warming party. 

"Need to be selective as to who we invite," Becks counseled her two house-mates over beers that night, "Don't want a bunch of loud, drunk, trouble makers, for damn sure!"

"Why don't we just make it a girls-only party?" Jean suggested, "Sororities do it all the time and, well, we're almost a Sorority, don't you think?"

"All the pussy that's been eaten in this house? Yeah, I'd pretty much say we're like a Sorority," Tess chimed in, causing all three to laugh at the remark.

"I know that's true," Becks retorted.

"Seriously. I mean we all know plenty of girls that would love a girls-only night, don't we?" Jean pressed her issue further.

Becks and Tess nodded in agreement, Tess adding, "We could make it a real mixer; invite some straights, some bi's, even some dykes that are on campus. Hell, it'd be fun to see how that mix turned out."

"Can't let it get out of control," Becks chirped.

"Need to be really selective; keep it on the down-low as much as possible so we don't have to deal with crashers," Tess contributed.

"Could be a fun night," Jean argued once more for her cause.

Eventually, the three of them fell into agreement, set a date, and started making plans for the First Annual Girls Night Soiree at their place...........

"Good turnout," Becks commented to Tess as they passed in the hallway that led from the kitchen to the living/dining area, the dining area having been turned into a dance floor which was getting plenty of use.

"Yeah, it is," Tess replied, her eyes joining Becks' as they looked at the girls dancing to some serious funk/hip-hop grooves of Becks' party-mix CDs.

The thing is, unless they're really, really drunk, you never see a group of guys break into dance moves with each other. Chicks? Well, put on a groove and their bodies seem to go into auto-pilot, dancing, grinding, letting the rhythyms move their soul.

Not a bad thing.

"Seen Jean?" Tess asked before they each headed to wherever it was they were going when they met in the hallway.

Rolling her eyes upward, Becks leaned in so that Tess could hear her above the music, "Saw her heading upstairs about a half-hour ago with two of the Butch-Babes in tow."

"Again?" Tess asked, mouth agape.

The party had started at seven, and given Jean's limited capacity to hold her liquor, by seven-thirty she was tipsy and loose, emphasis on the word 'loose'. Seeking out the girl-love friendly gals that she had Becks and Tess point out to her when she started drinking, Jean had managed, by eleven, to have made two previous trips upstairs to her room, each with a different chickadee in arm.

"Girl's getting her freak on, tonight," Tess said further.

"Tru dat," Becks agreed, "See you later, got a newbie I'm working on," Becks said in leaving.

"Good luck," Tess replied, "I'm going to mingle a bit."

And mingle she did, stopping to talk with several differnt chicks, or groups of chicks, prowling, responding to her gay-dar pings, keeping her options open. Oh, she was going to get some pussy tonight, of that she had little doubt; worse case scenario would be a little sixty-nine session with either Becks or Jean.

Not a bad thing, mind you.

At around one in the morning, their house had thinned quite a bit of party-goers. The music had slowed down, the tunes dreamy, soulful, the kind of music that you stood in place, barely moving, slowly grinding with your partner.

Most, but not all, of the straights had gone by then. There were one or two left, the more adventurous ones, the ones not scared by lez chicks on the prowl. There were a few couples on the floor, grinding and kissing to unheard music. One or two couples in various stages of make-out, groping sessions on couches, on sofas. Hell, Tess walked into the downstairs half-bath and found a 'Barbie' sitting on the vanity, her dress hiked up over her waist, and one of the Butch-Babes giving the Barbie, what looked to be, a world-class pussy eating.

"Lock the door, guys, sheeeesh," Tess commented while rolling her eyes. 

Walking down the stairs from using one of the upstairs bathrooms, Tess spied the chick that had pretty much caught her attention early on in the evening. A really cute chick of Asian bloodlines that Tess kinda' kept her on her radar throughout the night, saw her dancing several times to the faster tunes, saw in conversations with different groups or party goers.

No time like the present, Tess decided.

"Hey, been meaning to introduce myself to you earlier, but...." Tess said, looking around at the party aftermath that was beginning to show, indicating that she had her hands full most of the evening, "Anyway, I'm Tess, one of the house-mates that lives here."

"Yeah, one of the girls I talked with earlier had pointed the three of you guys out to me; I'm Soo, 2 O's, not UE."

"Get you a beer or something?" Tess asked, walking towards the kitchen, her body language encouraging Soo to follow along.

"Yeah, that'd be great; great party, by the way, lots of fun people tonight," Soo commented, idly.

"No major disasters-yet-thank God," Tess said with a chuckle.

"Most of the people are gone, it looks like," Soo said as she took the offered beer from Tess' hands.

"Some die-hards still hanging on," Tess commented as they looked upon the few guests that were left, most in some form of make-out scenario.

"You're still here, aren't you?" Tess commented, with a smile.

"Yeah...See that blonde on the dance floor?" Soo asked.

"Yeah, you mean the one in a serious lip-lock with the redhead?" Tess asked.

"Mindy. My ride here but I'm guessing, not my ride back to the dorm; She just informed me that she and her new friend were going over to red's apartment to "talk"," Soo clarified, laughing afterwards.

"Talk. More like, get her pussy licked," laughing some more after she added that.

Tess quickly took in the vision that was Soo while Soo was explaining her situation. Five-four'ish, maaaaybe one-oh-five, on a fat day, flawless skin, pouty lips, and from what she could tell, very small boobs, almost school-girl boobs, Tess figured.

"You're straight, aren't you," Tess asked out of the blue.

"You're not; neither are your house-mates," Soo said in way of an answer.

"Doesn't answer my question," Tess prodded, leaning against the kitchen counter at the same time.

"Is there a category for 'Curious'?," Soo asked/answered.

"There is," Tess answered, setting her beer on the counter afterwards, "Dance?"

The beautiful sounds of Etta James' "At Last' was just starting. Who doesn't like to dance to that tune?

"Never slow-danced with another girl," Soo said, setting her own beer on the counter, next to Tess'.

"Always a first time for everything," Tess replied, then taking Soo's hand in hers, she led Soo out onto the dimly lit, uncrowded, dance floor.

"Just relax," Tess instructed, "I'll lead, you follow, let the music move you," placing her hands on Soo's almost non-existent waist as Soo wrapped her arms around Tess' shoulders, her hands clasping each other behind Tess's head.

They danced well together, their bodies visibly relaxing, becoming comfortable with each other's movements. Slowly, as they danced, the space between their bodies melted away until, by the end of the song, they were firmly against each other's body. Another slow song started immediately as Etta's mournful voice faded away.

"Dance some more?" Soo asked, "You really dance well," Soo asked, settling against Tess without waiting for an answer.

"Curious, huh?" Tess said as her lips moved closer to Soo's ear.

"For a while, actually," Soo replied, pulling away so that she and Tess could look at each other while talking.

"How come?" Tess pressed.

"Don't know, just am; played a kissing game with some girls in my senior year in High School and, I don't know, just kinda' piqued my curiosity about sex between women," Soo answered as honestly as she knew how.

"Yeah, those kissing games in High School gets many a chick," Tess jokingly replied.

"How about you? Have you always liked girls?" Soo asked, moving back to dance close to Tess' body again.

"Yeah, pretty much," Tess admitted honestly.

"When was your first time?" Soo asked, tightening her arms around Tess when she did so.

"First time what? Kissing a girl? Feeling a girl? What?" Tess asked/answered, tightening her own grip on Soo's body.

"No, going all the way with a girl," Soo clarified.

"Fourteen. Haven't looked back since," Tess answered.

They said nothing further, letting the music take them away on a private journey as they enjoyed the feel of each other's bodies against one another, loving the tenseness that was almost palatable.

Song over, they stood looking at each other, still holding hands, not saying a word. Breaking the stare-down with Soo, Tess looked around and realized that they were alone, the others had somehow left without Tess noticing. Taking Soo by the hand, she led them back to their beers in the kitchen.

"Surprised you haven't acted on your curiosity, yet," Tess prodded, returning to their dance-floor conversation.

"Kinda' why I came to the party," Soo honestly admitted, "But, I guess I just didn't give off the right vibe."

"More that nobody picked up on it; I did. I am," Tess responded holding the bottle to her lips, not sipping, just looking hard into Soo's eyes.

"Yeah? What kind of vibe do you think you're picking up?" Soo asked, not breaking her eye-lock with Tess when asking.

"The kind of vibe that says you want me, or someone, to take you to bed and make love to you; the kind of vibe that says you want to see what the fuss about girl-love is all about; that kind of vibe," Tess replied, finishing her beer in one long gulp afterwards.

"Yeah. Pretty much covers it," Soo admitted, placing her beer on the counter afterwards.

Tess pulled Soo close to her, her mouth covering Soo's immediately. Not a hard kiss. Not a vulgar kiss. More a kiss that seals the deal. Soo didn't fight it off, no, she responded to Tess' lips as one would to any good kiss. Willingly, wantingly, her mouth slowly opening to Tess' tongue probes.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 05



Breaking off their kiss, Tess said, "Let me lock up and we'll continue this conversation upstairs, in my room, okay?"

"Okay." Soo confirmed, her lipstick just a little bit smeared.

Finished with her round of locking up, Tess said to Soo, "Whatever happens, you're spending the night; no way are you walking back to campus this late, alone."

"Okay." Soo agreed, following behind Tess as she led them to the stairs, Soo's hand in Tess', once more.

At the top of the landing, Tess noticed that both Becks' and Jean's doors were closed. As they passed Jean's room, Tess could hear Jean's moans and sounds that she makes when having great sex. Wonder who she's in bed with now? Tess asked herself as she led Soo to her bedroom. She saw the two Butch-Babes leave earlier, so she knew it wasn't them. Oh well, find out in the morning, hopefully.

Turning a bedside lamp to its dimmest setting, Tess joined Soo, who was standing in the middle of the room, next to Tess' bed, after having closed her bedroom door to the outside world.

"Want to get comfortable?" Tess asked as she kissed Soo's face, neck, licking her ears slowly.

Soo was holding onto Tess' shoulders with her hands, moving her head to match Tess' kisses and tongue flicks, loving the feel of Tess' tongue as it slowly creeped up her neck.

"Yes." Soo finally answered, her voice soft, her breathing a bit hard as they, once more, let their lips find each other.

While they kissed, Tess reached down between their bodies, her fingers unsnapping Soo's jeans first, then her own. Breaking off the kiss, Tess sorta' stooped-kneeled, pulling Soo's jeans down as she did so.

Her hand on the top of Tess' head for support, Soo stepped out of her jeans, revealing her bikini briefs only scant inches from Tess' head, a faint whiff of Lilacs finding its way to Tess' nostrils. Standing, Tess slipped her jeans off first, then lifing her arms above her head, she said to Soo, "Take off my tee."

Soo pulled the tee-shirt off of Tess, revealing Tess' braless breasts, the nipples already hard from arousal. Dropping the tee to the floor, next to their jeans, Soo pulled her own tee off of herself, revealing a pair of small breasts, A-Cup, if that.

Taking Soo's hand in her own, Tess pulled Soo to join her as she climbed onto her queen-sized 4-poster bed, laying them both down on top of the duvet of the bed.

Without saying a word, Tess leaned in and found Soo's opening mouth with her own, letting her hand fall to Soo's waist, slowly rubbing her fingers over Soo's flawless skin as they kissed. Tess ran her fingertips lightly up and down Soo's ribcage, each trip coming closer to Soo's breast and hip. As their kiss increased in passion, their breathing became heavier, louder, soft moans of pleasure escaping from both of their mouths as they started moving and squirming against each other's bodies.

Tess moved her leg to lay on top of Soo's thighs at the same time that she moved her hand to one of Soo's breasts. Slowly squeezing and fondling Soo's tit, Tess felt her honey-pot getting wetter and warmer as she and Soo kissed.

Soo opened her legs, allowing Tess' knee to nudge against her pussy. Rubbing against Tess' knee, Soo's hips were slowly grinding, the friction bringing a level of horniness to Soo that overtook whatever doubts or concerns she might have had about making out with Tess.

"Liking this, baby?" Tess asked after breaking their kiss, "This feeling good?" all the while still fondling Soo's titties.

"Oh, yeah, liking it a lot," Soo managed to say in answer as she reached for Tess' lips with her own.

Dodging Soo's mouth, Tess lowered her mouth to Soo's breast, letting her tongue dance across Soo's rock-hard nipples before surrounding one of her tits, sucking on it with lust and want.

"That really feels good," Soo stammered as she felt arousal wrapping her up in its arms.

Increasing her suckling of Soo's breasts, Tess slipped a finger into Soo's panties, pulling them gently, slowly from Soo's hips and down her legs until they hit the floor when Tess tossed them towards the end of her bed.

Using both of her hands to hold Soo's arms and hands above her head as she sucked and licked on Soo's tits, Tess slipped between Soo's ever-widening legs, letting her own breasts begin to rub against Soo's, now wet, pussy.

And just that quickly, Tess had her mouth on Soo's 'little man', letting her tongue flick across it while she slowly sucked on it.

"Oh, oh, oh.....mother fucker, that feels so damned good," Soo managed to moan as she moved her pussy's lips to rub against the magic mouth and tongue of Tess.

She orgasmed so much quicker than she wanted to, did Soo, wanting those feelings to go on forever. She had no sooner stopped shaking from that climax, when she felt another building, building so quick that it was upon her before she could even think about it.

Tess didn't concern herself with her own need and desire to orgasm, no, she wanted to smother sweet Soo with as many orgasms as she could, wanting Soo's first experience to be not good, but out-fucking-standing.

And it was, dear people, it was unlike anything Soo had ever experienced in her young eighteen years on Earth. When Tess finally lifted her head from Soo's crotch, her mouth and lips were red and wet with Soo's juices, her smile a mile wide, it seemed to Soo.

"I need to take a breather, sweetie," Tess said as she crawled up to lay next to Soo, on her back, as Soo was.

Turning on her side, Soo smothered Tess with kisses to her face, her neck, bravely placing her hand onto one of Tess' tits, loving how it felt to her hand as she squeezed and caressed it.

"You like what I did?" Tess asked, knowing that she did.

"More than I can tell you," Soo cooed, her hand still fondling and caressing the tit in her hand.

"Ready for some more?" Tess asked, her eyes closed, the taste of Soo still on her lips and tongue.

"No, not yet," Soo said, "I want to pleasure you, now, I want to taste you, now," Soo cooed.

"Suck on my breasts, baby, suck on them like you would want someone to suck on yours," Tess said, her eyes still closed.

Closing her eyes, Soo placed her mouth over one of Tess' tits, almost climaxing when she felt how good it felt to her mouth, to her tongue. Increasingly, Soo sucked harder and harder, her hand caressing and fondling the tit she wasn't sucking on, her crotch feeling as if it were on fire from her excitement and arousal.

Tess slipped a finger into her own panties top, slipping them off of herself in one swift motion. Pulling Soo from her breast, Tess kissed Soo passionately, driving her tongue deep into Soo's mouth. Soo captured Tess' tongue in her mouth, sucking it like a cock, moans of excitement escaping from her mouth as she did so.

Gently pushing and moving Soo until her pussy was feeling the hot breath coming from Soo's mouth, Tess placed her hands on Soo's head, pulling it to her pussy as she raised her hips to meet Soo's mouth.

"Oooooh, mmmmmmmm," Soo moaned as she tasted pussy for the very first time in her life. And she liked it, she liked it a lot.

No instruction from Tess was needed for Soo. No, second-nature took it's course, and Soo figured it out for herself, her clumsy first-time at eating pussy, bringing Tess to a very satisfying climax.

Lifting her head to look up to Tess' face, Soo smiled, asking, "Did I do okay? Did you enjoy that?"

"Oooooh yeah, baby, momma enjoyed the fuck out of that," Tess replied with her own smile on her face as she pulled Soo to lay in her arms, kissing her lustfully and passionately for a very long time.

"Don't go anywhere, sweetie, I'm going to freshen myself up in the bathroom; I'll be right back, so be ready for me," Tess said with a smile. 

Rolling over onto her back, Soo spread her legs wide, saying, "Come and get it when you're ready," smiling, then chuckling afterwards

Fuck getting dressed, Tess said to herself, I'll be quick. Opening her door, she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Jean walking out of her own room. Naked as a new-born babe, she was followed by two, very pretty African-American coeds, clothed but messily so. Watching from the crack in her door, Tess watched as Jean kissed each of the black girls in turn, her tongue deep down their throats while they availed themselves of one more feel, one more caress of Jean's naked body.

Jean simply smiled and led the girls down the stairs and to the front door. Walking back to her room, Jean spied Tess as she tried to duck into the bathroom.

"Feel like playing?" Jean asked.

Are you fucking kidding me? Tess asked herself, not believing what she just heard. Jean fucked like a whore last night and she wants more????

"Can't, sweetie, got company," Tess said.

"Can I join?" Jean asked.

"She's a newbie, baby; I'm not sure she's ready for a threesome quite yet," Tess explained further.

"Okay. Then, I'm going to bed and try to get a bit of sleep; see you a little later," and with that said, Jean closed the door behind her after she entered her room.

Freshened, Tess slipped back into her room, crawling onto her bed, between Soo's still-spread legs.

"Now, where was I?" Tess asked, teasingly.

"Right between my legs," Soo replied with a smile, "and you were just about to go down on me, once more."

"Oh yeah, now I remember," Tess teased again, smiling broadly at Soo as her mouth found its way to that sweet tasting pussy of Soo's...........

Tess was awakened as the early morning light was creeping into her room through her shear curtains. But, it wasn't the dawn that woke her up. No, it was Soo having crawled between Tess' legs, her mouth slowly, lovingly, exploring her lover's pussy.

"Like that, do you?" Tess asked sleepily as her fingers played with Soo's hair.

"Yeah, I do," Soo answered between tongue swipes of Tess's pussy-lips, "Pussy tastes good," she said further.

"Girl keeps herself clean, pussy should taste good," Tess replied as her hips moved against Soo's mouth and tongue.

Grabbing Soo's head with both her hands, Tess humped against Soo's efforts, increasing her grinding until she got off, holding Soo's mouth tight against her pussy.

"Another home run, baby, that was really nice," Tess said to Soo as she helped Soo from between her legs, pulling her to lay next to her in her sex-wrecked bed.

"Yeah, it really was," Soo agreed, her voice a bit sleepy. Or exhausted? "Though, I might need to practice some more, you know, to 'get it right'," giggling afterwards.

"Anytime you want, sweetie, anytime you want," Tess replied, her own voice betraying the need for just a few more hours of sleep.

Settling into the crook of Tess' arm, Soo smiled and placing a hand onto one of Tess' tits, she sighed a sigh on contentment........



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 06



"That's what we need to get for Jean's room," Becks said sotto-voiced to Tess, making sure that Jean wasn't close enough to overhear her remark.

"What? Where? What the hell are you talking about?" Tess asked in genuine confusion

"That," Becks' replied, pointing to an old, antique ballpark turnstile, the kind that counted entrants.

"Hmmmph," Tess remarked, "Poor old thing would probably fall apart from overuse," meaning it when saying it.

The First Annual Girls Night Soiree was a huge success beyond the three house-mates' wildest dreams. Yes, it took the three of them two long days of cleanup to return the house to acceptable condition, but they got it done.

All three gals heard nothing but compliments from many attendees throughout the following week. More than a few of the uninvited, having heard of the Soiree, begged to be invited to the next one, several stopping 'just short' of offering to prostitute themselves to the gals if it'd get them an invite.

So, yeah, it was a huge success.

Today, The Three Amigoes were at an outdoor flea market, mostly looking for eclectic 'junk' to fill various nooks and crannies that were bare or needed 'something' to make the house pop. It was Becks to decorate as she saw fit since her daddy-kins bought the house soon after the girls moved in as an investment, he said. Actually, his intent was to deed it to Becks upon her graduation so, yeah, she could do what she damned well pleased.

In reality, they were also killing time before their various evening plans. Becks had a team practice that night but also, a date. Well, sort of a date. Okay, more of a hotel sneak-fuck with the married lady that had caused Becks to flunk the Biology course that landed her in Jean's class. 

Yeah, that one. 

The married lady sought Becks out, again, after seeing her play in a Volleyball Tournament that she had attended with her husband, an alum of Becks' school. So, every few weeks or so, when the married lady got horny for Becks' exquisite pussy, she called, set up a meet at a hotel, and spent several hours as Becks' Bitch.

The married lady liked being Becks' Bitch.

Jean? Well, Jean's plan for that evening was very simple. She was attending a very private, inititation ceremony of one of the Sororities on campus. Her function at the secret ceremony? She was to perform cunnilingus on the initiates and, afterwards, she'd probably bounce from bedroom to bedroom for a few of the Sorority 'honchos' that were running the ceremony. If I'm lucky, Jean thought when first approached, I'll get my mouth on a half-dozen pussies that night. 

From Jean's point of view, it was a good thing.

Tess? Well, Tess was staying in that night. She was fixing dinner for Soo and a 'curious' friend of Soo's. After dinner? Well, there was nothing 'specific' planned but Soo was hoping to get her 'curious' friend into bed with her and Tess. Soo had even scored a small bit of weed to help get everyone 'in the mood', she said to Tess.

So that's why our intrepid trio were at the Flea Market, killing time, before their various evening plans started.

"You know we're going to have to talk to her eventually, don't you?" Becks asked Tess, referring, of course, to their house-mate, Jean.

"Yeah, yeah, I know and I feel like crap that we do," Tess replied.

Tess was feeling guilty, now, for having seduced Jean when they were dorm-mates last year. She felt guilty for turning Jean from a nice, midwestern 'girl next door' into a pussy eating machine that was getting quite the rep on campus for being 'easy' with other gals. A rep similar to the reps gals get who spread their legs for the football team, you know?, that kind of rep.

Truth is, Tess might have opened that door but it's on Jean that she chose to walk through and keep on truckin' down that road beyond the door. But that really didn't make Tess feel any better.

"Next week, sugar; we'll have a sit-down, get-down, serious session between the three of us, okay? We owe her that and I like her too much to ignore it, okay?"

"Okay, I know you're right but still......." Tess said in reply, her voice trailing off to silence.

"Oh, hey, there y'all are," Jean's voice called from behind Becks and Tess, "Y'all find anything we could use at the house?"

Looking to each other quickly, both thinking about the antique turnstile that Becks made the comment on, Tess answered for the both of them, saying, "Yeah, we did but decided it wouldn't hold up under use," causing both Becks and Tess to bite their tongue to keep from laughing.

"Aww, too bad. Well, who's hungry? I could use a burger or something," Jean replied, ready to go, obviously.

"Good idea, let's go eat," Becks agreed.

Walking out of the Market together, our three coeds were each thinking about their night ahead......

"It's unlocked," Becks heard in response to her soft knuckle-rap on the hotel room's door. Walking in, Becks closed the door behind her, locking it and placing the safety chain in place.

"Got anything to drink, bitch?" Becks asked her lover, well, her lover that night anyway.

"Yes, I do....here, sit here while I fix us a drink," Sondra said, standing and indicating that Becks should take a seat on the suite's divan.

"I got Blue Sapphire, just as you asked, and tonic and limes, I didn't forget those, either," Sondra said, hoping that those details would please Becks.

"Turn around, let me look at you," Becks said quietly.

Stopping the stirring of their drinks, Sondra brought a drink to Becks then stood back, almost at attention, doing as Becks asked her to do, hoping that Becks would be pleased in her choice of dress for the evening.

Tonight, Sondra, the forty-two year old married business executive, was dressed as a French Whore, complete with fishnet stockings, just as Becks asked her to do. Her skirt hugged her ass, her very toned, forty-two year-old ass in a most provacative way, the slit on the side of the skirt leaving little to the imagination. Her blouse was opened to the skirt waist, and shear, almost as if it were not there, her ample breasts begging to be touched under the shear material. 

Sondra took great pride in her body, in how well she looked for a woman of her age. Not that her husband appreciated it, no, Mr. Big Man had too many business irons in the fire to appreciate what was under his nose. If only, Sondra thought, then she probably wouldn't be here, in a hotel suite, about to be fucked by this young, black woman. This woman that Sondra couldn't get out of her mind after that night, so long ago, when she got drunk and had the best night of orgasms that she's had in forever.

Oh well, his loss, was her feeling on the matter.

"You like?" Sondra asked Becks as she did a model's turnaround, in place.

Oh yeah, Becks liked, Becks liked a lot. Smiling, Becks took in the sight and liked what she saw.

Tall, five foot ten; no more than one-thirty-five usually; legs that stretched forever from that gorgeous ass and a pair of suprisingly firm thirty-eight D-cups that absolutely drove Becks wild with lust. Couple all of that and add the honey-colored hair and big, pouty lips, well you just had to fuck that, was Becks' way of thinking.

Taking in the vision of Sondra, Becks slowly sipped her Gin and Tonic, giving Sondra permission to also drink with a slight head-nod towards the untouched drink sitting on the vestibue of the small suite.

Silently, Becks stood and taking Sondra by the hand, walked them into the bedroom, drinks in hand, lust in hearts......

Nice, Jean thought to herself, when led into the large, dimly-lit meeting room by one of the Sorority officers, the three initiates standing, blindfolded, with just a plain white toga as dress. Three, this time, Jean thought as she gazed at the three blindfolded girls; nice, she told herself, again. The last time she did this for the Sorority there was only one initiate.

"Remember, keep silent as they take their oaths," Jean was reminded by the 'Prez' as she liked to be referred to, voices low, in whisper.

"I know," Jean replied, feeling her horniness beginning to ramp up as she looked upon the unsuspecting freshman coeds, the soon-to-be pleasure that her mouth and tongue would experience.

"Don't forget," Prez whispered as she prepared to conduct the ceromonies, "After you're through with them, you need to satisfy me and my girls," referring to her two Veeps of the Sorority.

"Have I ever not?" Jean relied with a smile.....

"Son of a Bitch!" Tess howled to the empty house after forgetting to use the oven mitt to grip the handle of the skillet, to move it to a slower fire.

"Dumb cunt!" She derided herself as she ran cold water on the stinging burn, not a bad burn, more of a 'dumb-shit' burn that irritates.

Okay, she wasn't the handiest thing in a kitchen but what she did cook, she cooked well. In this case she was smothering some bits of pork in a green enchilada sauce, trying like hell to keep everything flowing right, to time everything just right.

She was cooking tonight for her newest conquest and a friend of said conquest. According to Soo, when the friend (Jan?) heard the story of Soo's adventures with Tess at the Bash, she got very horny, stating over and over how much she (Jan) wished she had been there.

"I damn sure would have found a way into some gal's bed," Jan said to Soo over coffee on the Monday after the party.

Jan went on to say that she's been curious for years about making out with another girl but never had the guts to act on it.

"Wouldn't take much for me to try it," Jan reiterated to Soo, dropping another hint. 

Ya' think?

So that's how Soo came up with the idea to bring Jan to meet Tess and, well, see where it would lead to.

"I mean, Jan's not bad looking at all, kinda' cute, actually," Soo said between licks of Tess' pussy that Monday night.

"So, a threesome is what you're saying?" Tess responded, ever the pundit of the obvious.

"Yeah,"...lick..."Could be fun"...slurp..."I'm game if you are,"...insert tongue into pussy and moan contentment.

"Set it up, baby," Tess gasped, grabbing Soo's head in her hands and pulling it tighter to her pussy which was about to erupt with a body-shaking orgasm.

Not bad looking, my ass!, Tess thought when introduced to Jan, when the girls arrived, a few minutes after burning her hand. She's a fucking doll, Tess thought further, her mind already fast-fowarding to being between Jan's legs with her mouth.

"Wanna' smoke or a beer?" Soo asked after she comfortably kissed Tess in greeting, a deep, tongue-probing kiss, a kiss designed by Soo to provide a bit of visual excitement for Jan.

"Beer. Let's save the smoke for later, after dinner, to help us all relax," Tess replied, her eyes hard on Jan when she said it.

Giving one of Tess' tits a slight pinch on the nipple through the tee-shirt material, Soo smilingly replied, "Works for me. Three beers coming up," opening the fridge to retrieve the ice-cold beers.......

They were, indeed, quite the vision of Black & White contrasts, in the soft, low hotel lighting of Sondra's suite. If one was able to view them from directly above Sondra's bed, they would present a picture of a 'curl', of an almost perfect human sixty-nine form.

Curled together with both of their heads buried between the opened legs of the other, Becks and Sondra made love to each other's pussy, both nosily and wetly, both eager for another climax, both determined to provide that to the other.

For Sondra, Becks was her first taste of 'black', literally and figuratively, and thinking of the adage that we've all heard, Sondra wasn't sure that she 'could ever go back'. No, she wasn't sure at all. She's been fucking other guys and gals, behind her husband's back for, what now? Five years? Couldn't remember, didn't care that she couldn't; she did care that this pussy, that Becks' tasty, sweet pussy was the first one that she could not stop thinking about since her first taste a few months ago. 

Becks' mind was buzzing with confusion as well, getting in the way, at times, of her focus of the taste of Sondra's cunt. She's fucked other white girls, and women before, that wasn't new, not new at all. What was new was the fact that she was fucking a married broad on the sly, on the downlow and damn if that just didn't provide her with thrills she never saw coming.

"Motherfucker....." Becks' groaned into Sondra's pussy as the first waves of orgasmic release began to wash over her, to start her body shaking with the quake of satisfaction, causing her to try to bury her face in her partner's very wet pussy.

"Mmmmmmmph, mmmmmmmphh," was all that Sondra could moan as her own climax grabbed her and began to shake her in a most delicious way. Knowing that her black lover was coming at the same time just made it that much better for her........

Jean sat back on her heels, her knees on the floor, waiting as the third, and last, initiate was led to the cushioned chair in front of Jean. The coed was still blindfolded, as were the other two before her, and like the other two before her, the coed was now naked, except for the blindfold. Like the two before her, the coed was sat down by her 'handlers', then her arms were strapped to the chair-arms in faux-fur lined restraints. Remembering what she had been told, like the two before her, the coed said nothing, asked no questions.

The two initiates before this one were gone from the room, whisked off by their handlers after receiving head from Jean. They, nor the coed seated before her, would ever know 'who' exactly it was that performed cunnilingus on them as part of their initiation ritual. No, only Jean, and the two handlers, this time the Prez and her first Veep, would know the identity of the mystery pussy eater.

Righting herself from her seated position on her heels, Jean leaned forward, sliding her hands, lightly, up the bare thighs of the coed who had a sharp intake of breath at the unexpected touch. Gently griping the thighs of the coed, Jean leaned forward and, one at a time, kissed, sucked, and licked the rather nice-sized breasts of the coed.

The initiates were forewarned about silence throughout whatever the last ritual was, but Jean could tell by the change in breathing whether or not what she was doing pleased them. It did. She knew this, and she enjoyed that as much as she enjoyed eating pussy.

Pulling her mouth from the coed's, now red and wet tit, Jean bit down slightly on the nipple before trailing her tongue down the coed's flat belly, stopping just above the coed's clit.

Standing off to the side, Prez and Veep, stood transfixed, their eyes absolutely glazed over with lust and want as they watched Jean do these things to their new members.

Circling the coed's clit with her tongue for just a bit, teasing, enjoying how the coed struggled to control her breathing, her excitement, Jean finally lowered her mouth, surrounding the coed's clit with it, her tongue now dancing all over it.

As she had done with the first two, Jean prolonged her release as much as possible. Not for their pleasure, oh hell no!, but for her own. Her eyes closed, Jean was off into her own little world as she always was when eating somebody's pussy. Feeling a bit of a squirm from the coed's hips, Jean knew that she was going to pop at any second, which only made Jean redouble her efforts to get the girl off.

She did; the coed got off, biting her lips as she struggled mightedly to maintain her silence when, all the while, the coed longed to be able to moan the satisfaction that washed over her in wave after wave.

Through with the coed, Jean sat back again on her heels as the handlers unstrapped her and the Veep led her off to wherever. After the door had closed and they were alone, the two of them, Prez helped Jean from her knees. Taking Jean into her arms, Prez kissed Jean hard, lustfully, sending her tongue diving into Jean's opened mouth while her hands filled themselves with Jeans' breasts and ass-cheeks, Prez's grunts and moans filling the dimly-lit room, the sounds echoing it seemed.

"Go to my room, wait for me, I'll only be a few mintues seeing to the girls," Prez said after breaking off the kiss, the words coming between gasps of hard breathing from the excitement that the Prez was feeling.

Jean knew the way to Prez's room, entering it, taking off her clothes and then climbing onto Prez's bed to wait..........

"Damnnnn, this is good shit," Tess said as the last of her 'hit' leaked from the corners of her mouth, passing the joint to Jan who was seated between Tess and Soo.

Dinner was good, cleanup was quick, and the three gals were in the living room on one of the sofas, sharing the joint that Soo had brought to the 'party'.

Jan and Soo agreed with Tess, each exclaiming the joint's virtue at one point or another. When the last bit of roach found it's way to Tess, she turned to Jan, saying, "Face me, I'll give you a shotgun," positioning herself to do so. Taking a huge hit, then swallowing the roach, Tess pulled Jan's face to her own, placing her lips over Jan's and blowing the herbal smoke into Jan's mouth.

And, as had been her plan all along, Tess evolved the shotgun into a kiss, soft at first, ramping quickly to open-mouthed Frenching by them both. Sliding closer to Jan's back, Soo began kissing the back of Jan's neck while her hand reached around and fondled Jan's nice-sized tits which caused Jan's muffled moans of contentment to ease from her mouth which was still covered by Tess' own.

Breaking off the kiss with Jan, Tess locked eyes with Jan as Soo continued with her kisses to the nape of Jan's neck, her hands, both of them now, fondling and feeling Jan's breasts as she did so.

"Wanna' go upstairs with me and Soo?" Tess asked softly of Jan, knowing that the answer would be yes.

Nodding her head, Jan stood when Tess did, and with Soo following, the three coeds walked up the stairs to Tess' room, Tess closing and locking the door behind them.

Tess and Soo surrounded Jan, both kissing, touching, feeling Jan up as they took off first, her clothes, then, their own. Leading Jan by her hands, Tess and Soo placed her on Tess' bed, between them.

There was no script for what happened next unless you count that both Tess and Soo, and yes, Jan too, wanted to make love to her, with her, with each other.

As Soo kissed and sucked on Jan's tits, Tess licked her way down Jan's body until she was between Jan's legs, softly kissing and sucking on Jan's dripping wet pussy, Sliding her tongue in and out, Tess was loving the sweet taste of Jan's pussy, her eyes taking in the sight of Soo's suckling of Jan's breasts. For her part, Jan had her head thrown back in unbridled pleasure and excitement, her eyes closed, her body tingling with electricity, it seemed, from what Tess and Soo were doing to her.

Moving so that she could munch on Tess while Tess ate Jan, Soo had her head deeply buried between Tess' legs after she had positioned Tess so that she could do so. 

And in a move nobody expected, Soo felt Jan positioning herself so that she could, for the first time in her life, taste another woman's pussy. They hadn't thought of or planned a daisy-chain, but yet, here they were, in one, everybody getting their pussies' eaten and everybody eating pussy..........

"When can I see you again," Sondra asked as Becks took her time in getting dressed.

Sondra was still on the bed, naked, her white skin showing redness where Becks had bit her, softly, not painfully, her shaved pussy still glistening with the wetness that Becks' mouth had produced. 

"I don't know," Becks answered as she looked at Sondra, liking the lust that was still in Sondra's eyes as she swept them over Becks' body, "Call me in a couple of weeks and we'll talk."

"Couple of weeks?" Sondra repeated, "Not any sooner than that?"




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 06



"Couple of weeks, bitch; got it?" Becks repeated firmly.

Bending down, Becks kissed Sondra hard, holding her head back by her hair with one hand, Sondra's moans of excitement a backdrop of sound for them.

Breaking off the kiss, Becks looked down at Sondra for a moment more, then turning, she walked out of the bedroom of the suite to the hall door, closing it behind her as she left.

Still sitting on the bed, Sondra's eyes stared at that door, stared hard at the path that Becks had walked when she left..........

Well, this is different, thought Jean, when Prez walked into her room, her two Veeps in tow. Before, Jean went to their rooms; tonight, Prez brought her Veeps to her own room for Jean to pleasure.

And, each in turn, Jean did pleasure the Veeps, laying them on their backs then slipping between their legs to have her way with them, was Jean's thinking. As Jean happily munched away on the Veeps' pussies, Prez and the other Veep stood, watching, the lust building as they took in the tableau before them. When the second of the two Veeps climaxed from Jean's excellent oral abilities, it seemed as if the poor girl hadn't had time to stop shaking from orgasm before Prez hustled the two Veeps out of her room, locking the door behind them when they left.

Jean had rolled over onto her back when the last of the Veeps was pulled from the bed to leave by Prez, her feet on the floor, her pussy and ass on the edge of the bed.

They were alone now, Prez and Jean, no one else in the room, no one else to witness Prez ripping off her ceremonial clothing as she walked towards Jean, Prez's eyes focused, now, on Jean's snatch which was wet from arousal and excitement. Kneeling between Jean's legs, Prez lowered her head until her nostrils could smell the flowery scent wafting from Jean's pussy. Placing her mouth over Jean's pussy, Prez indulged her desire that had been eating away at her all night, slipping her tongue easily into Jean's pussy while her hands found, and fondled, Jean's breasts as her mouth and tongue tasted pussy.

No, of course not, Prez wasn't a 'lez', a 'carpet-muncher', no, not at all was Prez's thinking. She had a boyfriend, for God's sake, a studly speciman of manhood who was Captain of the School's Football team after all. What she was doing to Jean, what she and Jean would do with each other before Jean left Prez's room was nothing more than 'play', private play that was just a part of the ceromonial rites of the evening. It didn't count for anything, Prez thought to herself, it was just 'play' she reminded herself, the thoughts leaving her mind as she aggressively assaulted Jean's sweet-smelling, sweet-tasting cunt, her mouth emitting coos and grunts of pleasure as she tasted Jean's womanhood.

When Jean climaxed, Prez lifted her mouth from the wet pussy, and pulling Jean by her hands until her head was on the pillows of the bed, Prez crawled over Jean's body until they were in a position to sixty-nine each other. Lowering her pussy to Jean's head, Prez lowered her mouth once more, her moans, soft and primal, as their tongues found each other's pussy..........

Well, this has turned out rather well, thought Tess as she slowly rubbed her pussy up and down Jan's mouth and tongue as she 'sat' on Jan's face, her hands holding onto the headboard of her large, king-sized bed. Behind her, Soo was busy between Jan's wide-spread legs, tasting, biting, her tongue slipping in and out of Jan's snatch.

Jan's desire to quench her curiosity about gal-gal sex was being met, Tess thought further, Jan not needing to be coaxed into the sex-play that the three of them had done since coming upstairs to Tess' room. Smiling to herself, Tess closed her eyes and let the orgasm crawl up her body until it was ready to claim her, to wrap its arms around her, causing her body to shake with pleasure as she pressed her pussy harder against Jan's, oh-so-willing, mouth.

It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that the three gals called it quits, mouths red and somewhat sore, pussies and libidoes, fully sated. Lying between Jan and Soo, Tess felt herself slipping into sleep as Jan and Soo clung to her body on either side of her, each with one of Tess' tits in their hand, her arms around them both, hugging them to her.

Tess didn't hear either Becks or Jean come home a little while later, separated by fifteen minutes or so, each going to their own rooms, quietly slipping into their own bed to find, and capture, much needed sleep, all three house-mates drifting off with the memory of their evening still fresh in their minds..........



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 07



"Oh, I got the job, by the way," Tess cooed softly as she and Soo lay languidly in her sex-messed bed in post-coital bliss.

"Mmmmmm, that's good, baby, I'm happy for you," Soo cooed in reply, loving how Tess, her sweet, sweet Tess, was nuzzling her neck and nibbling on her ears.

"I'll let you know what the work schedule is when I find out, okay?" Tess added, cupping Soo's girlish-boob in her hand, running the tip of her tongue around Soo's large, thick nipple.

"Okay, baby, whatever.....," Soo cooed in reply, her mind not really wanting to concentrate on anything else right now but the horniness that was ramping up in her belly, between her thighs, from Tess's oral stiumulation. I mean, Soo thought in passing, even though I just got off there's not orgasm-limit rule, is there?

It was a Thursday afternoon and as happenstance had it, an 'off' afternoon for them both, no classes, no labs, no one else in Tess' house but them.

"Night stand," Tess instructed Soo between bites of Soo's nipples, "get the strap-on, I'm going to fuck you before my meeting with Dr. Willie."

"That's what I'm talking about," Soo said happily as she fumbled the night stand drawer open, reaching in and wrapping her small hand around the thick faux-phallus.

"Ass or pussy?" Soo asked as Tess slipped the harness of the strap-on around her waist, lubricating the dildo with K-Y, after it was attached.

"Ass, baby; I want to fuck your ass," Tess replied at the same time she flipped Soo over onto her stomach with a hand on Soo's hip.

Raising her ass to Tess as she got onto her knees, Soo's head lay on the pillow, her hands gripping the sheets of Tess' bed, her back arched as she offered up her ass for Tess' pleasure....and, her own, of course.

Soo and Tess were not a couple; were not exclusive in anyway. Had you asked either of them, both would have said that in answer to the question. Simply put, it was pure, raw, sexual pleasure with the other that kept both of them coming back for more.

Rec-sex; recreational sex, nothing more for either of them. Soo had had a few other flings with a couple of other coeds on campus since Tess seduced her on the night of the party. And Tess, well, Tess was Tess and had quite a few flings herself.

So, no; no exclusivity, just unbridled, lustful sex is why they continued to fuck each other. Not really complicated in the whole scheme of things.

"Tess, this is Dr. Pollard," Dr. Willie said when she asked Tess into her office, "She'll sit in on the meeting since we'll be sharing you."

Sharing me? What the fuck? Tess thought in the moment.

"I'm sure you realize that with the economy, higher education institutions have been forced to seek areas where cutbacks can be made," Dr. Willie continued, "and to that end, the powers that be in administration have approved an assistant for the department, the caveat being, that two full professors must share one assistant," Dr. Willie concluded.

Oh, 'that' kind of sharing, Tess thought to herself quickly. You are such a slut, Tess thought again after hearing the explanation, trying very hard not to laugh at herself.

"The game plan, at the moment," Dr. Pollard said as she picked up the conversation from Dr. Willie, "is that Willie, Dr. Willie, will have you on Mondays and Wednesdays; I'll have you on Tuesdays and Thursdays, adjusting that as necessary, as circumstances dictate, clear?"

"Yes ma'am," Tess said demurely.

"As I'm sure you are aware, Dr. Pollard is the department head for the Studies of African Culture and since her office is right next door, we'll both have easy access to your talents as our student assistant," Dr. Willie said further, picking up the conversation from Dr. Pollard.

There she goes with those fucking double-entendre remarks, Tess thought again, not sure in her own mind if that's what it really was.

"Any questions?" Dr.Willie asked Tess.

"No ma'am," Tess replied.

"Good; well you'll start 'officially' on Monday, in my office, but it wouldn't hurt for the three of us to get together before then to go over some basics of the job, of what we expect from you and what you expect of us," Dr. Willie continued, "What's convienient for you, Tess?"

"Well, I'm free tomorrow night or late afternoon, after classes, if that works for you and Dr. Pollard?" Tess replied.

"Tomorrow night, around six'ish, we'll order in," Dr. Willie said, sounding as if she was concluding the meeting, "dress casual and we'll get to work right away, working as we eat, okay?"

"Yes ma'am," Tess answered, standing, then leaving through the opened door, her eyes quickly darting towards Dr. Pollard who was holding the door open for her, the meeting clearly over.

"So, that's Tess," Dr. Pollard remarked to Dr. Willie as she closed, then locked the door of Dr. Willie's office.

"Yes. Smart young lady, very quick in picking up the bare-bone facts in class and able to expound upon them in essays," Dr. Willie said in answer.

"But," Dr. Pollard said further as she sat on the small divan of Dr. Willie's office, pouring tea for both of them as Dr. Willie joined her on the divan, "Can she really be that good of a lover at that young age as you claim her to be?" raising her cup to slowly sip the hot, herbal liquid, her eyes over the lip of the cup, showing interest.

"Experienced beyond her years," Dr. Willie answered her friend, and lover, Dr. Beatrice Pollard, taking the cup and saucer from Dr. Pollard's hands.

"You'll see. Tomorrow night. You'll see for yourself," Dr. Willie commented further while unbuttoning Dr. Pollard's blouse, then yanking it open, part of it pulled from the skirt waistband, revealing the firm, coffee-colored breasts of her younger, but equal, colleague.

"You'll see for yourself," Dr. Willie reiterated, leaning forward to slip her lips over the gorgeous, thick brown nipple, sucking it quickly into her mouth...............

Interesting lady that Dr. Pollard, thought Tess as she walked the few short blocks across campus to Dr. Willie's home.

One of the youngest department chairs on campus; she was what? Twenty-six? Seven? Had her PhD at the tender age of twenty-two, Tess believed she had heard when she started at the college a year or so ago .

Certainly not bad-looking, Tess thought further as she made the turn onto Dr. Willie's street. Her skin was smooth, almost flawless, a beautiful shade of Mocha. Tess guessed her to be 'almost' as tall as Dr. Willie, maybe an inch or so shorter; one-thirty'ish? medium-sized breasts from what Tess could judge based on the blouse she wore at the meeting yesterday. Loved her 'do'; buzzed, close to the scalp, African-tribal buzzed, big hoop earings to complete the 'look'.

Gay? Well, Tess wasn't sure. She got a ping on her gay-dar, and her gay-dar was never wrong, but it was more of a 'maybe? ping', a 'not sure? ping' Confusing, to say the least, for Tess. Oh well, she was pretty sure there'd be no play between she and Dr. Willie tonight, not with a guest joining them.

Tess dressed casual as Dr. Willie had suggested, choosing a long-sleeved rugby-type shirt and jeans; no bra, she hardly ever wore one at her age, and the thong that Dr. Willie loved so much, you know, 'just in case'?

Approaching Dr. Willie's door, the delivery driver was leaving, Dr. Willie still at the door with a large, paper sack in hand.

"Tess, there you are; remarkable timing, the food just got here, so now we won't have to reheat it. Hope Chinese is alright with you?" Dr. Willie said, stepping back to allow Tess to pass, to enter her house.

"Love Chinese, Dr. Willie," Tess smilingly replied, her mind thinking of both Soo and the cuisine and proud of herself for her own double-entendre thoughts.

"I've told you; call me Willie, off-campus," Willie chided her young lover.

"I know," Tess said, her voice low so that only Willie could hear, "But, with Dr. Pollard here and all, well, you know...." leaving the rest unsaid.

"Not a problem, my darling, you'll see," Willie responded a bit mysteriously, piquing Tess' curiosity a bit.

"So good to see you again, Tess," Dr. Pollard said, taking Tess' hand in hers softly, a slight caress rather than a hand-shake or squeeze, her demeanor clearly less formal than at their meeting yesterday.

"And just so we're clear," Dr. Pollard threw out into the air, "away from school, please, call me Bea," smiling at Tess, her eyes warm and soothing, Tess thought, and captivating.

Bea's eyes were a mesmerizing yellow/green, clearly a sign of white blood in her gene pool at some point of her family's existence. So unusual was it to find in Afro-Americans, it captured, and held, your attention when you did.

"Thank you, Bea," Tess stammered out, " great to see you too."

"Well, let's eat and get that out of the way, shall we?" Willie announced, "here, in the kitchen nook and perhaps we can get the work done while we feed our bodies," she suggested further.

The food was to die for, Tess thought, trying hard not to seem like a piglet as she sampled from every box of the 'family-style' meal that is Chinese cuisine. 

They were able to get the minutae dealt with fairly easily, the job really not all that complicated. Prepare tests for distribution; help with the grading of said tests, and varying miscellany of tasks. No, not difficult at all.

"Well, that was quick," Willie said as they sipped their after-dinner Irish coffees, expertly prepared by Bea, "I hope you don't have anything pressing that would prevent you from staying for a while?" Willie asked Tess, her eyebrows raised in question.

"Well, no, I don't actually," Tess answered, more curious now, wondering, now, as to exactly what Willie's plans were for the rest of the evening.

"Outstanding!" Willie beamed, "Well, you two go get better acquainted while I just neaten up the kitchen and all that rubbish," smiling at Tess and Bea as she said it.

"Bea, be a darling and open that bottle of Merlot we talked about, and pour some for all of us; I'll catch up with you two in just a few minutes," Willie concluded as Bea and Tess got up from the kitchen nook's table.

"A lovely idea, Tess and I getting acquainted," Bea said softly, taking Tess' hand in hers, gently pulling Tess to follow her to the entertaiment space of Willie's home.

Those damn green eyes, Tess thought as she mindlessly followed behind Bea, those fucking, mesmerizing green eyes. 

Reaching the large couch, Tess sat as Bea opened, then poured three glasses of the excellent Merlot. Sitting at one end, Bea raised her glass to Tess who returned the gesture, both sipping as they stared into each other's eyes, Bea winning that battle.

"Willie says that she's extremely fond of you, as a student, as a new friend, that she appreciates your 'special' talents," Bea said, breaking the silence of the moment.

"Special talents?" Tess questioned, even more confused now.

"Do I really need to spell it out for you, sweetheart?" Bea asked with an amused, crooked little grin, "Do I really need to be clearer?" setting her half-finished glass of wine onto the coffee table before them.

Well, okay then, Tess quickly thought, smiling broadly when the idea fully sunk in, I get to pleasure the profs.

"Oh no, I'm very clear, now," Tess replied, her smile now one of excitement as she viewed Bea in a completely different light.

"Good, now sit closer to me so that I can taste those lips of yours," Bea replied, patting a spot right next to her on the sofa, "I want to kiss you for a deliciously long time, okay?"

"I can do that," Tess replied as she slid closer to Bea, her horny motor having been switched on now, finishing her wine quickly before moving.

Fuck, I really am such a slut, Tess thought to herself as her lips neared Bea's; thought it and, as always, was okay with that view of herself.

Slipping her hand behind Bea's head, Tess pulled them closer together, feeling a jolt of electricity when her lips first touched Bea's, that, along with a jolt to her snatch at the same time. Closing her eyes as their lips opened for each other, Tess slowly rubbed her hand over Bea's buzzed head, getting hornier by the nano-second.

"Mmmm, taste scrumptious, sweetie," Bea murmured as she sucked Tess' tongue into her mouth, sliding her hand, at the same time, under Tess' rugby-style shirt, her hands drawn to Tess' larger breasts as if by a magnet.

Tess didn't reply, didn't want to reply, she just wanted to feel the heat of Bea's mouth enveloping her probing tongue. Mimicking Bea's hand, Tess slid her hand under Bea's peasant blouse, her hand finding and fondling Bea's tits quickly, their kissing making loud, wet sounds in the silence of Willie's entertainment space.

They are smaller than mine, Tess thought in a flurry of other thoughts as she continued to kiss and be kissed. B-cups, with large nipples sitting on raised areolas. Little bumps on larger bumps, she thought excitedly, her lustfulness taking control of her, of her actions, of her desires as it always did.

"Raise your arms, babygirl, I'm going to take your shirt, then your jeans, off of you," Bea instructed Tess when she broke their kiss.

"Ooooh, nice," Bea said just before leaning forward to quickly suck a nipple into her mouth, her hands unsnapping Tess' jeans at the same time.

Bea pulled Tess' jeans from her firm legs quickly, returning to suckle on Tess' breasts while cupping Tess' pussy in her hand. Sucking hard with her mouth on Tess' tits, her hand squeezing, rubbing the pussy in her hand with a frenzy of want.

"That feels sooo good," Tess cooed as she rubbed both of her hands over Bea's closely-shorned scalp, throbbing bolts of excitement in her belly from Bea's mouth on her breasts.

Neither of them had heard Willie walk into the room so busy were they in their foreplay. Sipping her wine slowly, Willie watched them, her excitement building quickly from the live sex-play before her.

"Getting started without me?" Willie's said, her voice breaking into the tableau in her entertainment room, "Can't have that now, can we? You'll both need to be punished, understand?"

Lifting her mouth from Tess' breast, Bea continued to rub her thumbs across Tess' nipples, her eyes burning into Tess' eyes, answering, "Yes, Willie, we do, don't we, Tess?"

"Yes, yes I, I mean, we, do," Tess answered after a short pause, a pause in which she wondered where this was all going.

Not that she wouldn't want to go, but she was just curious as to where she'd be going with these two, tonight.

"Upstairs, now," Willie's voice commanded, her tone not one that Tess had heard before in any of her trysts with Willie, and there had been quite a few of those with Willie and others. 

Sure, she's had threesomes before with Willie, even foursomes, but, never in their light bondage sex play had Willie ever sounded quite like this, Tess thought. 

Shit! Her mind registered, I'm the only one naked here, as Bea and Willie led her up the stairs to Willie's bedroom, her hands in theirs, a path that Tess had come to know well over these past several months. Sure, I still have my thong on but, seriously, do you count a thong as having clothes on?

"Here, turn around," Willie commanded Tess. Doing as she was told, Tess felt her hands being shackled behind her back, not a whole lot of movement available to her, afterwards. Willie's fingers slipped into the almost non-existent waistband of Tess's thong, quickly pulling it down, then off of her.

Afterwards, while she stood there, naked, hands restrained behind her back, Tess enjoyed, yes, enjoyed, watching Willie and Bea get out of their clothes. Both naked now, Willie and Bea kissed each other in a lover's embrace, their fondling of each other's bodies meant to excite Tess.

It worked.

"Over here, babygirl, on your knees, over here," Bea said, sitting down on the side of Willie's bed, "I want to see for myself if you're as good as Willie says."

Walking the few short steps to the side of Willie's bed, Tess slowly kneeled, her eyes focused on the prize. Leaning forward slowly so that she wouldn't lose her balance, Tess moved her head forward so that her tongue could flick over Bea's perky, aroused nipples. 

Lowering her head even further, Tess ran her tongue slowly up and down the dark lips of Bea's shaved pussy, having to use her tongue to separate those lips since she didn't have the use of her hands to do so. As she busily used her mouth and tongue on Bea, she sensed Willie behind her and in a swift movement, she felt the collar as it was slipped around her neck, clasped, then shackled to her hand restraints, restricting her movements even further.

It was in that moment that Tess wanted so much to be free, to have her arms and hands unshackled so that she could feel, fondle,and touch Bea while her mouth and tongue tasted Bea's sex. The desire to do so and the realization that she couldn't because of the shackles, gave Tess a mini 'ah-ha' moment of the thrill of bondage. She had been restrained before, with scarves and the like that, had she tried, she could have gotten out of. But this was different, very different; there was no getting out of these restraints unless freed by her 'captors'.

And, she liked it.

Not being able to use her hands just made Tess redouble her oral skills to please her partner and, afterall, wasn't that the point?

Bea made it somewhat easier for Tess to pleasure her by sitting with her ass on the edge of the bed, her feet raised from the floor and propped on the side slat of Willie's large, california-king bed and her legs spread wide.

Feeling movement on the bed as her oral efforts became noisier, Tess raised her eyes upward, seeing Willie now kneeling behind Bea, fondling Bea's breasts as their lips were welded together in a lustful kiss. Bea kept one hand on the back of Tess' head, holding it tight to her pussy, her other hand behind her, holding Willie's head and lips tight to her own, their tongues dancing in each other's mouth.

"Awww, that is sooooo good," Bea cooed to Tess, her hips moving faster now, in concert with Tess' excellent mouth and tongue, the first signs of climax making itself known to her now.

Willie was now reclining on the bed, behind Bea, her head on a pillow watching, her eyes glazed over with desire and lust as she watched her student perform cunnilingus on her colleague, her friend, her lover. Willie, of course, had one hand playing with her own increasingly moist cunt while the other hand played with Bea's tits.

When her orgasm erupted suddenly, Bea grasped Tess' head between her hands, gripping it tightly as she humped, pushed and rubbed her pussy in a frenzy against this young coed's experienced mouth and tongue. Collapsing backwards when it was over, Bea enjoyed Tess' post-climax licks of her pussy with her head resting on the thigh of the reclining Willie.

"My turn," Willie said matter-of-factly as she switched places with Bea, her ass and legs positioned as Bea's had been.

"Now, earn that A+ grade you want so badly," Willie commanded Tess, "make me scream with delight, you little cunt-munching slut," Willie's voice almost a grunt when saying it.

Cunt-munching slut? Tess quickly thought, the sting of the barb quickly giving way to the thought that Willie was very much correct. Tess was a cunt-munching slut and accepting that as a truth, Tess closed her eyes and gave Willie the best pussy eating that she had ever had before in their brief, but moltenly hot, relationship.

Tess lifted her head and mouth from between Willie's thighs after Willie experienced the "mother of all orgasms" she had said afterwards, Tess' mouth awash with the juices of the two professors. Laying on her bed, her body still quaking and Bea leaning over her, lovingly sucking on Willie's breasts, Willie simply smiled in the afterglow of outstanding sex.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 07



"Certainly an A+ effort, my darling Tess," Willie cooed lovingly as she and Bea lifted Tess from her knees, from the floor, unclasping, but not removing, the shackles around her wrists. Laying Tess onto the bed, Bea and Willie attached the hand restraints to the bedposts at the head of Willie's bed, restraining Tess' legs to the footboard's posts afterwards. Willie left the collar around Tess' neck, however.

"Me first, Willie, afterall, you've already had the pleasure of tasting this young thing's pussy," Bea stated to her colleague, situating herself between Tess' out-stretched legs and lowering her tongue to have her first 'taste' of this coed's pussy which was very, very wet with the juices of arousal.

As Bea amused herself by slowly tonguing, eating and tasting Tess, Willie was doing the same, alternatingly kissing Tess lustfully on her lips and suckling Tess' breasts which were now wet and red, showing the marks from Willie's playful bites of her nipples and tits.

Leaving the play-bed, Willie returned from her walk-in closet with the strap-on device around her hips, a larger, longer dildo, now attached. Standing behind Bea, the tip of the dildo poised at the entrance to Bea's love channel, Willie closed her eyes and slipped the dildo into Bea's still-wet pussy, her hips beginning the thrusts of fucking almost immediately, Willie's clit awakened by the friction from the love-button laying against it.

Unable to no longer prolong her climax that Bea's excellent oral skills had brought to her, Tess screamed her satisfaction loudly when the first waves of climax rolled over her restrained body, her voice dying off to soft, incoherent murmurs afterwards.

Pulling Bea from between Tess' legs, Willie wasted little time in positioning herself to now fuck the shackled Tess, driving the dildo deep into Tess' pussy, the shaft still wet with Bea's juices.

Tess could only gasp as Willie drove the longer, thicker dildo into her, burying it to the hilt, lowering her breasts for Tess to suck on while she took her time fucking Tess with the strap-on device.

As Willie entertained herself by fucking Tess, Bea had slipped away to the bathroom, returning with a slim, vibrator in her hand. Climbing onto Willie's bed as it bucked and bounced from Willie's fucking of Tess, Bea lay on her side and positioning the slim vibrator against Tess' puckered asshole, she slipped it in slowly, the thin vibrator humming as it did it's work.

Mother of God, Tess screamed inside of her head, they're going to split me wide open as she felt both of her holes being fucked relentlessly by the two profs. Quickly, the pleasure overrode the pain and Tess was soon begging for them to fuck her harder, faster, begging them to get her off, again. The pleasure and pain was so intense, so delightfully intense, that when Tess' orgasm rolled over her shackled body, she passed out, briefly, at its height of pleasure.

"She's back," Tess heard Willie's voice saying as she rose from the depths of unconsciousness, her mind in a bit of a fog.

She was unshackled now, her collar gone as well, the kisses and soft caresses to her body from Bea and Willie soon making themselves known to her, her pussy and asshole throbbing pleasantly from what had just been done to them.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Tess heard Bea asked as she kissed and nibbled at Tess' lips. Tess couldn't speak at that moment but managed to slowly nod her head in answer.

"Of course, she's okay," Tess heard Willie comment between playful bites of Tess' nipples, "Our girl is a tough, little cunt-muncher", biting harder, now, on one of Tess' nipples which sent a jolt of pain/pleasure to Tess' snatch, her well-licked, well-fucked snatch.

There was no further sex-play between the three of them that night. Bea and Willie smothered Tess with loving licks, kisses and touches, tenderly loving on Tess' body. Soon enough, they departed Willie's bedroom after Willie had retrieved Tess' clothes from downstairs so that she could dress. Throwing a light wrap to Bea, the two profs did that, using wraps to clothe their nakedness.

"Girl sure knows how to eat pussy," Bea commented to Willie as they both stood at the opened door of Willie's home, Bea leaning against Willie, Willie's arm holding Bea to her body, both of them watching as Tess walked, a bit unsteadily they thought, back towards campus.

"Told ya'," Willie replied.

It was still fairly early in the evening, nine thirty'ish, Tess thought as she made her way across campus to her shared house. Slowly making her way up the stairs of her home, Tess quickly stripped and jumped into one of the bathrooms to shower, to refresh herself for bed, ready for some much needed sleep and rest.

Wow. Did her pussy and asshole hurt, Tess thought as she cleaned her privates. Drying herself, she performed the rest of her night-time abolutions, dragging herself to her bed after closing her door and turning off the light.

Need to remember to talk with Becks about our meeting with Jean in a couple of days. After thinking it over, long and carefully, Tess concluded that neither she or Becks had any moral highground to stand on regarding the volume of pussy their friend, lover, and housemate fucked.

They would caution her, is all, Tess had decided, thinking that Becks would also be of the same mind, at the end of the day.

Sleep did come to Tess rather quickly, her last memory that of wondering how her Asian lover, Soo, felt about bondage and collaring.........



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 08



Her mind was overflowing with a flood of thoughts and emotions, almost to the point, thought Tess, of making her wanting to find a 'hidey-hole' to crawl into, to find some time to reboot, to recharge.

She and Becks' had the 'BIG TALK' with Jean and, as Tess had correctly surmised, Becks agreed that neither of them had any moral high ground to stand on, no right to preach to Jean about her promiscuous behavior. Jean took the talk well, understood their concern for her reputation and, outwardly, at least, agreed that she needed to be a 'bit' more selective and less whore-like in her demeanor with other gals. 

Would she? Well, that was the question now, wasn't it?

Tess asked for, and was granted, the use of Dr. Willie's Escalade in which to go to the airport to pick-up her step-sis, Jolene, or Jo as she preferred to be called these days. Oh sure, Dr. Willie extracted a 'quickie' in her office as tribute for the use of her car but Tess had no problem with that at all. Since she had started as the student assistant to Willie and Bea, there had been quite a few afternoon 'quickies' with one or the other in their offices. Wasn't part of the job description but what the hell, it still happened from time to time and to Tess, it was no big thing.

Jo was three years older than Tess and now, a Second Lieutenant in the Army following her graduation from college. She, Jo, was on leave between Advance Training Schools for her Specialty and would, eventually, be shipped overseas to one of the many wars in which our troops were engaged.

A slight smile came to Tess' lips as she thought about Jo, her step-sis-NO! Fuck that! Her sister!-her first lover and in many ways, her one true love. Thinking of the first time when they had made love, when Jo had showed her the pleasures of making love with another female when Tess was but fourteen and Jo, seventeen, well that always brought a smile to Tess, always. 

'They' say that you never forget your first time. Tess would agree with that, loving to think about it often and, at the end of the day, Tess cared little about other people's reaction that Tess' first time had been with family. Fuck 'em, was Tess' thought on the matter; it is what it is and she would change absolutely nothing about that fact, plain and simple.

As is her usual bent, Tess was early, her preference always to be early, rather than late, for anything she had on her schedule. After parking the Escalade in the underground covered parking lot next to the terminal, Tess sauntered inside, grabbed a latte and found a seat to wait for her beloved Jolene. Sitting there, slowly sipping her hot latte, Tess' thoughts drifted to that first time with Jo.......

"Are the 'rents asleep?" Tess had asked Jo when she closed Tess' bedroom door behind her, closing it softly so's not to make any noise.

"Yeah, they're down for the count," Jo replied, her voice in a whisper as was Tess'. The 'rents, or parents, had a bit too much wine at the family's celebration of Tess' fourteenth birthday and would sleep the sleep of the dead that night. Tess had lost her mother when she was eight years old and when she was eleven, her dad married her step-mother, a nice woman who also had a daughter, Jolene, who was three years older than Tess.

Growing up together over the next few years, they both grew close, bonded quickly as step-sibs, sharing the secrets that kids do as sibs. Tess grew to love Jo very much as a sister, never tiring of being able to hang out with her whenever she could, even after her sis had entered High School and Tess was still in middle school. That all changed when Tess was a Freshman in the same school and Jo was an 'upper classman', a Senior with a full social calendar as girls of that age often have. But, at home, they were still close, still conspired against the 'rents as all sibs do.

"What's that?" Tess whispered her question to Jo, referring to whatever Jo had concealed in her hand, behind her back.

"Thought we'd have our own celebration of your big fourteenth birthday," bringing the unfinished bottle of wine that her parents had left sitting on the counter.

What Tess remembered next about that was while Jo had poured them both a glass, it was only Tess' that kept getting refilled and when it was all said and done, after a half-hour of sitting on Tess' bed, giggling about the school gossip of the day, Tess had a fairly serious wine-buzz going and she remembered that it felt really good, really 'adult'.

Reaching with her fingers, Jo tweaked the budding breasts of Tess through her tee shirt that she always wore to bed, saying, "Looks like you're starting to grow some boobies, li'l sis," smiling at Tess when she said it.

"Yeah, but they're not as big as yours," Tess observed correctly, for Jo, at seventeen, was sporting a pair of 34-Cs, a very handome pair, at that.

"Give it time, baby, you're still growing," Jo replied, stroking Tess' arm lovingly, a stroking meant to show her care for her baby step-sister, the step-sister that had been giving Jo wet dreams at night since she first started noticing how Tess was leaving girl-hood and entering into woman-hood. So many wet dreams had she had about Tess that she was bound and determined to do something about it that night, step-sib or not.

Jo knew that she liked sex with other girls, had known it since her first time when she was fifteen with her BFF and lover, Allison. Oh sure, she was fucking the boy she was dating but that was for show, in Jo's mind anyways, nothing more. There were only a few of Jo's peers that knew of her love of other girls' pussies. Those that knew, kept it secret because, afterall, they benefitted from Jo's love of eating other girls' pussies.

"So, kissed any boys yet?" Jo asked Tess, changing the topic, letting her fingers linger on Tess' arm just a 'wee' bit longer than sisterly, others would say.

"NO!" Tess answered in a loud whisper, frustrated in many ways because she really wanted to, really wanted to kiss a boy, "I don't even know how; probably make a fool of myself if I ever do," Tess lamented to Jo.

"Oh, well, no worries, lil' sis, we can teach you how to kiss, I mean, if you really want to know how," Jo offered, reclining now, supported on one elbow, her other hand tracing invisible lines on Tess' knee and thigh, almost absent-mindedly it would seem to the casual observer.

"Really?" Tess replied, her eyes lighting up at the prospect of learning how to properly kiss another person, "You'd do that for me?"

Well, really, its more for me, Jo thought but replied, instead, "Yeah. No biggie, you really want to?"

"Well, yeah..." Tess replied as if she were talking to the village idiot for asking such a silly question. Of course, she wanted to, I mean, afterall, she was fourteen now, she should know how to kiss was Tess' view of the issue.

"Lay down, here, next to me," Jo commanded Tess, patting the space next to her on the bed, "And, just close your eyes, relax, just respond naturally as you feel 'things'," not really explaining to Tess what 'things' she should expect to feel.

But Tess quickly found out about those 'things', and by the end of their first time, she really liked feeling them.

"Relax, baby," Jo's soothing voice said, her voice soft, low, her hot breath on Tess' face making Tess aware of strange stirrings in her belly, in her head.

Jo's lips were amazingly warm Tess thought when she first felt them on her own, and wet, very wet, Tess thought further as Jo's mouth kissed her step-sister.

"Like that?" Jo asked, pulling her lips from Tess', Tess' head rising a slight bit to stay attached to Jo's lips.

"Oh, yeah, that feels good," Tess replied, a strange warmth starting to develop in her privates, in her 'nookie' as she called it.

Jo kissed her again, this time a little harder, her tongue slipping past Tess' lips and into Tess' young mouth. Tess didn't question it, didn't want to question the tongue in the mouth thing, she just wanted to feel more of it. As their kissing of each continued to develop into something more serious, something hotter than a quick sisterly peck, Tess didn't stop it. Oh hell no, she didn't stop it, she liked whatever was happening, that much her fourteen-year old mind knew for sure.

With her tongue now deeply probing her sister's mouth, Jo slipped her hand under Tess' sleep-tee, her fingers crawling slowly up her sister's flat belly, loving how the abs rippled under the touch of her fingers. When Jo placed her hand over Tess' budding titties, her voice murmurred arousal, muffled by their mouths clamped together, both of them showing an increase in their breathing, both getting aroused.

"Like that?" Jo asked when she pulled her mouth from Tess', her hand fondling Tess' small boobs with increased urgency, increased desire.

"Yeah, that feels good," Tess answered dreamingly but truthfully to her older step-sib.

Smiling at Tess, Jo raised Tess' tee, gathering it above her chest and quickly, before Tess could object, dopped her mouth over one of Tess' tits, sucking it deep into her mouth for her tongue to tease and tantalize.

As far as how Tess felt about all of this, well, Tess felt absolutely wonderful. She didn't know what all she was feeling but she did know that it all felt delightful to Tess and she certainly didn't recall having any second thoughts about what she and Jo were doing, that night, in her bed.

It went on like that for a short time, all the while Tess becoming more naked as Jo, expertly at that, peeled Tess' tee and panties from her, her mouth and tongue keeping Tess excited, keeping Tess wanting more of everything.

Pausing a second or two at Tess' pussy, the beginnings of light pubic hair starting to show above her tight, young slit, Jo just smiled, saying to Tess, "Close your eyes baby, just enjoy this."

And Tess did just that, closing her eyes as she felt Jo's warm breath create a hurricane of feelings between her legs. But when Tess felt the tip of Jo's tongue slowly lick across her pussy lips and Jo's fingers sliding into her pussy to the first knuckle joint, she had her first orgasm in that quick second or two, not knowing, then, what it was she had felt.

But, she did know that, whatever it was, she liked it. She fucking liked it a lot, her hands reflexively, it seemed, grabbing Jo's close-cropped hair with her fingers, squeezing tightly as if holding on to the reins of a horse on a runaway gallop....

"College life sure seems to agree with you, li'l sis, looking good, sweetie," Tess heard, the words echoing as if in a canyon, almost as if she didn't hear it at all, the words and sound of Jo's voice snapping her out of her revery.

"Army's really got you stylin', hon," Tess said teasingly as she hugged her BDU-dressed step-sis to her body, kissing her in welcome as they embraced.

The desert camouflaged BDU's did little to show Jo's toned, muscled, sexy body, just draping, no, covering her best assets. Such is life in the regular Army.

"Well, I'm sure I won't be walking any runways in Paris in this getup, that's for sure," Jo laughingly agreed as they walked with arms around each other's waists to retrieve Jo's luggage from the baggage claim of the airline.

"So, you've already been home? Seen the 'rents?" Tess asked as she wended her way from the airport, turning to take the interstate to the exit for her college and, her neighborhood.

"Yeah, saw them first, saving the best for last," Jo replied, placing her hand onto Tess' arm, giving her arm a little squeeze of affection.

"All good at the house?" Tess probed further.

"Yeah, yeah, baby, it's all good," Jo finally replied after a noticeable hesitation.

Tess picked up on the hesitation but didn't push or probe as to why. Jo'll tell me if there's anything going on that I need to know about, was Tess' view of the matter.

"So, you got a spot for me to bunk for a couple of days?" Jo asked, changing the subject quickly.

"Yep. Choices, always good to have choices," Tess replied, "Becks is away for the weekend at a tournament, so her room is available; my slut-housemate, Jean, said you could sleep with her if you'd like since she's never fucked a soldier," laughing after she said it, "And, of course, you can always share my bed, you know you're always welcome in my bed," turning to smile at her beautiful Jo.

"Jean? That the one with the big rack you drooled over?" Jo asked for clarity. 

Yes, they kept themselves abreast-no pun intended-of their sex lives and conquests. They were sisters for God's sake.

"Yep. That's the one," Tess affirmed for Jo, "Great set of tits has that one," winking at Jo after she said it.

"Well, we might have to give the constantly horny Jean a tumble before I leave; you good with that?" Jo asked in earnest.

"Always good with doing somebody with you, Jo, you know that," Tess answered.

True enough, thought Jo, they, the two of them, certainly had their share of threesomes over the past few years.

"Well, we'll see," Jo remarked as Tess pulled into their unused driveway. Unused because, unless they had visitors with a car, The Three Amigoes did not have a set of wheels beteen them. They were good with that, having plenty of 'rides' whenever they needed such.

Schlepping Jo's bags into the house, the two sibs made their way up the stairs, Tess leading, Jo following, her eyes fixated on Tess' muscled ass, a pleasant view thought Jo, sis or no sis.

"Damn girl, you been working out or something? That ass of yours looks fine," Jo commented as they reached the top landing.

"Running; I run a few times a week when I can," Tess answered, giving her booty a bit of a shake for Jo's benefit, "You like?"

"Always have; Well, it's working, just so that you know," Jo said in compliment.

"Thanks, sis. Well, you gonna' use Becks' room for your stay or do you want to bunk with me?" Tess asked, turning to face Jo afterwards.

Jo's face took on a serious cast for a brief second or two before she replied.

"Won't see you for a while after I'm deployed, sis; Any problem with sharing your bed with me for the weekend?" Jo asked.

"Seriously? You're asking me that? Seriously?" was Tess' reply.

"Just checking, babygirl, don't want to get in the way of anything you might have had planned for the weekend," Jo retorted.

"Only plans I have for the weekend is to enjoy your visit," Tess answered as she moved towards her room with one of Jo's bags in hand.

"Me too, baby, me too," Jo replied with a grin on her face and a smile in her heart at Tess' answer.

"So, what's on the agenda?" Jo asked, dropping her bag onto Tess' bedroom floor.

"Up in the air; I have the use of Willie's car for the weekend since she and Bea are at Willie's mountain retreat, so we have wheels, if needed," Tess replied.

"If you don't mind, I'd really like to just hang here, chillin', if that's okay," Jo answered.

"Yeah. Sure, that's fine, don't really want to be driving anyway if we're drinking or anything," Tess said truthfully.

"Smart girl," Jo smilingly replied, "Maybe, just order in tonight for food?"

"That's what I was thinking. Jean's got labs on Fridays and she'll be able to join us a little later for supper, so, yeah, let's go with that," Tess replied, adding, "She'll be home in a half-hour, give or take a few minutes, so if you want to take a shower and freshen up, you have time."

"Great! I'd love to get out of these BDUs and feel like a normal human being for a while," Jo answered enthusiastically.

"Use the bath across the hall, it's bigger and I'll figure out someplace to order from, okay?" Tess answered.

Taking Jo into her arms, Tess embraced her sis, so freaking happy to have her here to do so. Stepping back, Tess gave Jo a quick peck on her lips, saying, "You have no idea how happy I am to have this time with you, thanks for making room for me in your busy schedule."

"Wouldn't have it any other way, baby," Jo replied, truthfully at that. Jo loved Tess, probably a bit more than she should but, fuck it, it is what it is.

"Better have a cold beer waiting for me after I get out of the shower or I'll whip your ass, li'l sis," Jo cheerfully said to Tess as she closed the door to the bath for her shower.

"Yeah, yeah, you and what Army? Oops, can't say that now, can I?" Tess answered in laughter, "Be waiting for you downstairs, sis," skipping down the stairs afterwards, Tess as happy as she's been in a long time.

Jo had that effect on Tess, no doubt about it.

"Hey there, so where's your sis?" Jean asked Tess, laying her backpack on the counter.

"Upstairs, showering; she'll be down in a bit," Tess answered while taking in the fact that Jean, unlike when Tess had first seduced her, was now dressing so that her rack was 'showcased'; not hanging out but you couldn't help but have your eyes drawn to her chest.

"So, what's your plans for the evening? Gonna' eat with us?" Tess went on to ask Jean.

"Sorta' have a date but nothing definite, you know? I mean, I can get outta here so that you two can catch up and all that, I don't want to be in the way," Jean answered.

In truth, Jean wanted desperately to be asked to join them in hanging out at the house. Ever since hearing of Tess' introduction to gal/gal sex by her step-sister, Jean's wanted to meet her, to see what she was about.

"Won't be in the way at all, Jean, you're welcome to chill with us if you've got nothing else going on tonight," the voice said from the top of stairs, getting louder as the disembodied voice came down the stairs.

Pow!

The attraction was just that evident to all but the blind when Jean and Jo set eyes on each other for the first time. Jo was dressed in shorts and a tank-top, cut off at the mid-driff, her 34-Cs, braless and still bouncing when she hit the main floor at the bottom of the stairs. Had you been listening for it, you would've heard Jean's short intake of breath at the sight of Jo. 

Jo's eyes were immediately drawn to Jean's cleavage, the swell of her 36-Ds begging to be looked at. Taking in the rest of Jean in a quick scan, Jo was smittened. Not in a want-to-spend-my-life-with-you way, no, it was very much of a I-will-fuck-you way, nothing else, but it was enough.

Tess noticed the invisible bolts of sexual energy fly between Jo and Jean in that quick second. Of course she did; Tess might be only nineteen, but that doesn't mean she was oblivious to such things. Her reaction to that, though, was pure Tess; gutteral, instinctive, and basically predatory. She quickly envisioned the three of them in a menage-a-trois and felt her pussy dampen at that mind-pic.

"Hey you two, how 'bout we order some food and eat before y'all fuck each other's brains out," Tess interjected with a chuckle.

"A good thought," Jean said, finally finding her voice.

"What? Eating? Or fucking each other's brains out," Jo laughingly commented as she took the offered beer from Tess' hand.

"Both," Jean answered honestly as she also took a beer from Tess.

"So, Pizza? Chinese? Chicken? What? Give me a clue, people," Tess asked as she sipped her beer, perusing the various take-out menus from the menu drawer.

"Jean?" Jo asked, tossing the hot potato to her as she sipped her bear, her eyes locked onto Jean's face.

"I'm easy, don't care," Jean said, sipping her own beer, and exchanging eye-fucks with Jo.

"Yeah, baby, we all know you're easy," Tess joked, "But, hey, fuck it! Y'all had a chance so I'm saying we're eating Pizza tonight, thick crust, double-cheese and Pepperoni," picking up the phone and placing an order for such.

"Mmmmmmm, great choice baby-sis," Jo commented as she fought to lick the string of cheese into her mouth with her tongue.

"For sure," Jean agreed, all of them laughing at Jean's inability to avoid a string of cheese from dropping onto the swell of her breasts, stinging just a bit from the heat.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 08



"I'll get that," Tess said and leaning over, she swiped her tongue across one of Jean's exposed tit-swells in the vee of her low-cut sweater.

"You missed a spot," Jo declared, quickly flicking her tongue on the other tit-swell, getting the cheese onto her tongue.

"Ooooh, wait, let me drop some more cheese for you to lick," Jean joked; well, sorta' joked, 'cause she did like it, afterall.

"Won't need any cheese, sweetie," Jo said, her voice a bit lustful, "those puppies are just begging to be played with," taking a bite from her last piece of Pizza she was holding.

"True 'dat," Tess agreed, dropping her last bite of pizza into her mouth, "love Jean's girls, they're fun to suck on," smiling as she chewed her food.

"Well, why don't we just pretend that Jean's not fucking here? Yeah, why don't we do that?" Jean chided the sibs, teasing, of course; Jean liked being talked about in that way, she liked it when some of the girls she pleasures compliments her on her 'girls', on her 'tonguing', on anything about her.

"Aaah, you know you love the attention, slut," Tess said in reply, getting up from the table to throw away her paper plate, trailing one of her hands across one of Jean's boobs in doing so.

"Who's up for another beer?" Jo asked and without waiting for a response, got them all fresh beers, handing them out to the other two.

The trio sauntered into the living room, Tess turning on the student radio station of the college and plopping into one of the overstuffed chairs of the room.

"So, you really don't mind me staying in with you guys tonight?" Jean asked, sitting down on the couch as she did so.

"As long as you're okay with my baby sis and I fucking you later," Jo answered, sitting onto the couch with Jean, next to her, close to her, sipping her beer as she leaned into the back of the couch, stroking a hand softly across one of Jean's cheeks.

"Yeah, I'm okay with that," Jean replied, turning towards Jo and leaning her head onto the back of the couch, looking at Jo dreamingly.

"Why don't you go up to my room, baby, get into bed and wait for us, okay? We'll be up in just a sec, after we finish our beers, okay?" Tess said/commanded.

"Okay."

As the sibs watched Jean ascend the stairs, Jo turned to face Tess now, her eyes a bit downcast at first, but rising to meet Tess'.

"You know that this is just play-sex, right?" I mean, for me, right?" Jo asked, truly wanting to know.

"Yeah, I get that," Tess replied.

"You know that our time together, just us, nobody else, you know that that's different. Special. On another level," Jo asked further, "right?"

"Always have known that," Tess said, rising from her chair and putting a hand out towards Jo, "Never a question in my mind about the specialness that we have."

"I love you," Tess added, taking Jo's hand in hers.

"Back at'cha," Jo answered, following her sister up the stairs for a fuck session with the chronically horny house-mate and her sister.

Life is good, Jo thought to herself, but not because of the fucking the three of them were about to do. No, not that. Life was good because she and Tess had each other in their lives, simply that.

"Ooooooh, those girls are lovely," Jo cooed as she eyed Jean's breasts as she lay naked on Tess' bed, Jean's fingers toying with her sex, "Can't wait to get those nips in my mouth," pulling her tank-top over her head, her own girls bouncing teasingly.

Jean's intake of breath at the beauty of Jo's toned body was loud enough for all in the room to hear. Tess smiled as she stipped as well, watching as her sis, crawled into bed with Jean, her hand on one of Jean's tits, her mouth on Jean's lips, wasting no time at all.

Joining them in bed, but on the other side of Jean, Tess lowered her mouth to suck the other breast of her house-mate, she and her sis working in tandom, almost as if their moves were choreographed.

They weren't choreographed at all. No, their moves as they made love to Jean's body were simply a result of the many threesomes that they had shared, each it seemed, in tune with the other's mind, almost 'knowing' how to compliment the other's love-making with their own.

Jean, on the other hand, cared little as to the whys and wherefores of how Tess and Jo were making love to her. Didn't care about that in the slightest. No, what she cared about and marveled over was making love with them was sweet, fulfilling, tender almost as it was when she and Tess made love to each other, only, it was in stereo and she fucking loved that.

As Jo and Tess slowly suckled each of Jean's spectacular tits, their hands traced trails of light fingernails up and down Jean's body, one or the other, pausing to toy with Jean's very wet snatch. And almost as if on cue, they slowly snaked their mouths and tongues down her belly, her ribcage, their hands now replacing their tongue on Jean's breasts, kneading them, caressing them slowly, nipples pinched 'just so'.

Tonguing slowly, the sibs eyes were on the other, locked in some sort of fierce stare of emotion and lust, both wanting to be under the other's tongue right now. But no, they were in unspoken agreement this night to make it all about Jean.

Taking turns, Jo and Tess teased Jean unmercifully with tongue swipes and mouth nibbles of her pussy which was wet with desire and need. And when Jo slid her body over Jean's leg to lay between Jean's thighs, Tess ceded command over Jean's vaginal territory, rising and moving to lay partially on Jean's outstretched leg and Jo's back and ass.

As Jo lowered her head to taste and tongue Jean, Tess lowered her head to place small butterfly kisses to Jo's nape, her shoulders, along her spine, Tess knowing how much Jo liked for her to do that, sliding a hand under Jo's body to caress and fondle Jo's breast.

Holding onto Jo's head with her hands, Jean's moans of need grew louder as Jo's expert abilities brought Jean to climax in record time. Just barely giving Jean enough time to recover, Tess replaced Jo between Jean's thighs as Jo replaced Tess in the same way, kissing her sister's back, stroking her sister's firm ass, trailing her finger down the crack, teasing Tess' puckered hole repeatedly with a finger.

It took a couple of hours but Jo and Tess had finally worn out the usually unquenchable sex-thirst of Jean, Jean calling 'No Mas' as she rode her last orgasm down the mountainside. Commanding the sibs to sit with their backs against Tess' headboard, Jean pleasured both of them, one at a time, fingers playing with one while her mouth pleasured the other. The two sibs kissed each other lustfully as Jean did this, their hands on each other's body, the fondling of need so prevelant in their play with the other.

Sliding down to lay on either side of Jean, their eyes never left each other's, each telegraphing their want and need of each other, their hands each finding a breast to caress on their trip into dreamland.

But, both knew, that tomorrow night, Jo's last night of her short visit would be for them and them alone. 

Reaching her hand to cover Jo's on Jean's breast, Tess fell asleep with a contentment and joy that she needed to feel.........

(Note: The visit continues in Chapter Nine..)



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 09



continued from chapter 08.......



Jo awoke first, her mind a bit foggy and confused as she slowly climbed from the depths of a deep sleep. She quietly slipped from Tess' sex-messed bed, her sis and Jean cuddled together under the covers, their breathing slow and steady.

Finished with her morning rituals, Jo silently padded downstairs,and finding the fixings to make coffee, Jo started the coffee maker and waited for it to do its thing.

Jo slipped onto the back deck of the house, cup of java in her hand, the smell of the freshly made coffee completing the wake-up that her body and mind needed to feel, enjoying the solitude of the morning.

"Hey, sis," Jo heard Tess' voice say after hearing the screened patio door sliding open, "thanks for making coffee, forgot to set it up last night."

"We both had other things on our mind last night," Jo joked with Tess, smiling as Tess joined her to bask in the morning sunlight of the day, on the deck.

They were silent for quite a while, were Tess and Jo, sipping their morning caffine fix, just being next to each other enough, for now, at least.

"I outed myself to the 'rents'," Jo dropped out of nowhere, the revelation causing Tess to spew her mouthful of coffee into the coolish morning air, the sunlight catching the fine cloud of sprayed liquid.

"You fucking did what?" Tess almost screamed, facing Jo when doing so.

"Outed myself. Needed to do it; not for them as much as for me," Jo clarified to the step-sis that she so adored.

"Fuck!" Tess exclaimed, her mind unable to fully grasp the gravity at the moment, "Did they freak?", she probed further.

"Actually, no, they didn't," Jo explained, "They said that they sorta' had a inkling for a few years," adding, "And, now don't fucking freak out on me, hear? They kinda' figure that you might have something along those lines to share with them as well, at some point, when you're comfortable enough to do so."

"What?....How?...." Tess babbled, still unable to get her mind wrapped around the fact that their parents had a clue.

"They didn't explain that," Jo said further, "didn't say what tipped them off, but hell, Tess, we both know that they're not dummies," Jo proclaimed.

True enough, Tess conceded silently; both were doctors, he, of literature at the University near their hometown, she, a GP with a well-known group in the city they called home.

"Well, fuck, that should make Thanksgiving a day to remember," Tess proclaimed as she thought of her trip home for that holiday in a few weeks.

"Hang in there, baby," Jo consoled Tess, rubbing her hand through Tess' bed-tousled head of hair and smiling afterwards.

"Got no choice, now," Tess said with some reluctance, "Well, the genie's out of the bottle now so I might as well get use to it. How 'bout you and the Army? Are you going to out yourself to them as well?" Tess asked further, curious as to how Jo planned to deal with her lesbianism in the Service.

"Fuck no! 'Don't ask, don't tell' is bullshit!" Jo averred, "I'm going to keep my head down, stay safe and not rock the boat. I'm no crusader for Lesbian and Gay rights, Tess; I'm going to do my time and stay in the closet, that's what I'm going to do about that."

"Probably the smart thing to do," Tess said, agreeing, but thinking about her visit to the 'rents for Thanksgiving and now dreading what she knew she wouldn't be able to avoid, a confrontation with her parents about her sexuality.

"Do they know about us? About you and me?" Tess questioned further, worried now, that they might.

"If they do, baby, they didn't say or hint that they did and I sure as fuck didn't tell 'em," Jo replied.

"Okay. Well, mums the word from me, you know that, right?" Tess assured her Jo.

"Yeah, baby, I know that you have my back, and I, yours, always," Jo answered.

Offering a fist-bump to Jo, Tess smiled at her sister-lover, nodding the truth of what Jo had just said.

"Whoever made the coffee, I love you; it's delicious," Jean's voice cried out from the kitchen, opening the patio slider to join the sibs on the deck with her own mug of java-goodness.

"That would be me and I do believe that you paid in advance, sweetie, last night," Jo responded with a smile to Jean.

"Seems like I still owe you both," Jean answered, "Last night was fucking fantastic; you two are dynamite as a team," she said further and meaning every word of it, "And one of you, or both of you, gave my titties hickies!"

"We aim to please," Jo replied with a smile to the house-mate.

"Boy, and do you ever," Jean agreed, "my pussy's still tingling."

"Not a bad thing, Jean," Tess teasingly responded.

"Oh no, its definitely not a bad thing," Jean agreed.

"So, what's the game plan for today?" Jo asked, changing the subject.

"Whatever you want it to be," Tess replied, "Hang out, take a drive out to the lake, go shopping, whatever, your choice."

"Wouldn't mind a bit of shopping," Jo mused to the other two, "there's a few things I still need to get before school and deployment."

"Shopping it is, then. Jean, want to join us?" Tess responded/asked.

"Yeah, I'd like to but I need to be back by four, if that's not going to present you guys with a problem," Jean answered, "I have a date tonight and I'll need to get ready. And, by the way, I'll crash at the party house tonight, so you'll have the house to yourselves."

"Not a problem, baby, we'll be back in plenty of time for your date, okay?" Tess assured her house-mate.

"Good. Well, I'll jump into the shower first since I take the longest; see you in a bit," Jean said, jumping up and going into the house to do just that.

Whew, Jean thought to herself as she climbed the stairs, at least Tess didn't ask who I had a date with, thank God. Who Tess had a date with was one of the known Butch-babes of the campus, Naomi, a mocha-toned, hard-core, stud-butch, that Jean had seen a few times since their hourse party of a few months ago. When Naomi asked, no, told her, that she was coming to the house party with her that Saturday night, she also let Jean know, in no uncertain terms, that she, Jean, would be sleeping over at Naomi's place and that, possibly, Jean would have other Butch-babes to play with after she did her, Naomi.

Okay, was Jean's one-word answer of acceptance, already getting horny at the thought of a gang-fuck with a bunch of dykes. Game on! was Jean's thoughts of the matter, pure and simple. Getting Jean even hornier, she thought about the fact that the Butch-babes were either Afro-American or Asian, both a turn-on for Jean.

The truth was that, for Jean, they had pussies for her to eat and that, in and of itself, was enough to get Jean horny.

So much for 'The Talk' with Becks and Tess.

The girls were all ready and in Willie's SUV, driving to one of the area Malls by eleven, laughing, joking, enjoying the company of each other, glad to be alive on this fine, Saturday morning.

Two or three hours of window-wishing, clothes-trying-on, and just plain looking was enough for the three of them. Jo found the items that she needed, and by three that afternoon, they were done, including a light lunch at a bistro near the mall, and back at the house.

"Thanks you guys, that was soooo much fun," Jean exclaimed excitedly after entering the house.

"Better say our goodbyes, now, sweetie," Jo said as she walked to hug Jean, "I'll be outta' here early in the morning before you get back from your date," taking Jean into a warm embrace and then giving her a sweet, tender kiss afterwards.

"Really enjoyed last night," Jean reiterated to her house-mate's sis, her brow leaning against Jo's brow, her arms around Jo's neck.

"Fun for me too, sweetie; need to do that again sometime," Jo replied.

"Anytime, Jo, anytime," Jean answered and with a hint of sadness, Jean hustled up the stairs to get ready for her date.

"She's really a sweet chick," Jo said to Tess as they watched Jean climb the stairs.

"Yeah, baby, she really is. Can't help but want to protect her from herself, though," Tess commented, walking into the living room and turning on the CD player for some soothing sounds to fill the house.

"I get that," Jo agreed, joining Tess on the large couch, laying herself out, her head on Tess' legs, her feet elevated on the couch arm at her feet.

"So, me and you tonight, huh sis? Anything special you want to do?" Jo asked as she lifted a hand to stroke through Tess' hair as Jo stared up at the ceiling, admiring the old-world embossed ceiling tiles of the Victorian house that Tess called home.

"Seriously? Unless there's something special you want to see or do, I'd just as soon stay in, maybe grill some burgers and just veg with you, if that's okay." Tess answered, moving her hand to fondle her step-sis' 'girls' through Jo's cotton tee, not so much for the carnal thrill as it was for the intimacy of the moment with Jo.

"Early dinner? Six'ish? Showers? And, a lovely evening with you? That'd work for me," Jo replied, her eyes looking upward to her beautiful baby-sis's face, her inside quaking a bit as Tess absent-mindedly fondled her tits.

"Me too, sweetie, me too," Tess agreed, her voice soft, tender, her eyes misting at the sight of her darling Jo laying on her lap.

Suddenly rising from her reclined position to sit upright, Jo said, "We better head to the market for what I need to cook for tonight, baby; I'm so close to ripping your clothes off of you right now that we need to get out in public before I do."

"I'd let you," Tess joked back but, of course, she wasn't joking in the least.

"How does Guacamole and Bacon Burgers sound to you for tonight?" Jo asked as she checked their spice rack for what they had.

"And Swiss, don't forget the Swiss," Tess replied excitedly, "It's been forever since I've had your delicious Guac-Burgers, yummmmies."

"Done, let's hit the market," Jo said.

The trip to the market for the fixings for their dinner that night was done relatively quickly, Jo and Tess laughing, joking with each other, no doubt, to the casual observer, enjoying the company of each other immensely.

Back at Tess' house, they went to work with the preparations for their meal that night, Jo handling the bulk of the food-prep, taking particular care to season the burger concoction 'just so', making sure it would be to Tess' liking. More than anything, Jo wanted this night, of all nights, to be perfect for her Tess, her baby step-sis that she simply adored.

"Your date's here," Tess called up to Jean when they heard the honking horn sounded from the driveway.

Jean came bouncing down the stairs, looking good, really, really good, both Tess and Jo thought when she dashed into the kitchen to retrieve her backpack packed with her overnight things.

Wearing a tight, tit-hugging sweater, the bulge of her breasts were begging to be touched through the vee of the blouse, her jeans painted onto her ass with a brush, it appeared.

"Wow!" Jo said, whistling afterwards, "You look good enough to eat, baby."

Smiling, Jean almost blushed at the compliment and reaching with her lips towards Jo, she gave Jo one last kiss of goodbye, and rushed towards the front door.

"Anytime you'd like, Jo, anytime you'd like," and with a wave to them both, Jean was gone from the house, the silence after the door closed, almost deafening.

"She meant that, just so that you know," Tess remarked to her sis.

"Oh, yeah, I know she did," Jo replied smilingly as she finished her messy task of hand-mixing the ground chuck with the seasonings, egg and bread-crumbs of their meal for that night, "And, any other night, I'd probably thrown her to the floor for a quick fuck, but not tonight, tonight is all about you and me, baby."

Tess' heart swelled with happiness at hearing her sweet Jo saying that.

In truth, their relationship, while too 'kinky' for most to handle, wasn't as incestuous as one might think it to be. After all, they shared no bloodlines, no common gene pool, and for those reasons alone, they could've been complete strangers had they not been raised together since their parents had married. But the sibs wouldn't have cared even if they were blood-related; the attraction was there, undeniably, it was there, and they would've have become lovers in any event.

After finishing her mixing of the dinner goodies, Jo made perfect patties, covering them with a sheet of wax paper to chill in the fridge while she and Jean colluded to make the Guacamole mix that would be the topping, along with freshly sliced sheets of Swiss cheese and grilled strips of bacon.

"Pour us some wine, sweetie, and I'll clean up my mess, will ya'?" Jo asked as she began the cleanup process.

"Just like the first time, huh?" Tess joked as she poured them both a glass of the Cab that Jo had bought at the market, "Gonna' get me drunk on wine and take advantage of me, are you?" laughing as she handed Jo her glass.

"Worked, didn't it?" Jo joked back but, of course, it was truth that she spoke.

"Yeah, it did," Tess admitted as she and Jo clinked the edge of their glass on each other's, "And you've never heard me complain, have you?" sipping from her glass afterwards.

Jo silently sipped from her own glass, her face somewhat serious as she appeared to be weighing something to say.

"Ever regret that I did that? You know, seduce you like I did that night? Taking your 'cherry' like that?" Jo's eyes now searching Tess' face for a tell, for a clue of Tess' feelings about that first night when they had made love as teenagers.

"Never. Not once," Tess replied leaning against the counter near Jo, her eyes hard on Jo's when she answered.

"Good. Me either," Jo responded, "I would do it again, given the chance."

"And, I'd let you, just so that you know," Tess said in agreement.

"Ever been with a guy?" Jo asked suddenly, taking Tess by the hand to walk into the living room when Tess returned from the deck where she had fired up the gas grill to warm for a bit before beginning the cooking of their burgers.

"You know I have; I told you about Brian Whatshisface when I was a junior," Tess answered as she fell into the couch lazily, laying her head onto the sofa's cushioned back-support.

"Yeah, but that was only one. Tried any others?" Jo pressed Tess to answer.

"One or two, you know, as a 'check' of whether or not I preferred gals to guys," Tess admitted, sipping her wine.

"And?" Jo pressed further.

"Not my thing," Tess said in answer. "Funny, isn't it, that I like being fucked with a cock-like dildo but the real thing? Not so much," lifting her arm to put around Jo as Jo leaned into Tess' shoulder, laying her head near Tess' boob.

"Yeah, me too," Jo admitted, adding, "Remember that guy I dated when I was a senior, the football stud?"

"Yeah."

"I was fucking him but really didn't like it at all; Sorta' made up my mind for me that I preferred playing with the ladies instead," Jo said, chuckling afterwards.

"Still in touch with Allison?" Tess asked as her hand lazily stroked up and down her sis' arm. Allison was Jo's BFF in High School, the one that introduced Jo to gal/gal sex and the third in Tess' first-ever threesome, along with her sis.

"Of course, we still keep in touch," Jo replied with a smile, the pleasant memories of Allison's touches and kisses crowding into her mind, now.

"She's living in London, going to school and still involved with Stacy, that chick she met when they were in college. They're talking about getting 'married' now, so it's pretty serous for them," Jo said further to the question.

"Good! Good for them," Tess said with honest gladness in her heart for Allison and her lover, "I hope they're able to do that if they're that much in love with each other."

They were silent for a bit, each sipping their wine, Tess' fingers now brushing across her step-sis' girls, playfully pinching Jo's now-hard nipples through the thin cotton material of Jo's tee.

"Tess?" Jo said, her voice soft, almost a whisper.

"Yeah, baby?" Tess replied, her voice dreamy, her head laying against the back of the couch, her eyes closed, enjoying the moment, the feel of Jo's body leaning against hers.

"I'm in love with you," Jo answered, "Just so you know."

"I love you too, baby, you know that," Tess answered, a little confused by Jo's statement.

"No. You didn't hear me. I'm IN love with you, as in, if I could have your babies, I would," Jo clarified for her Tess.

The eight-hundred pound gorilla was now in the house.

Tess didn't answer right away, her mind processing, carefully, the enormity of Jo's declaration. For her part, Jo almost stopped breathing, fearing that her oh-so-truthful declaration of love, 'that' kind of love for Tess, might have been a mistake, might have been best left unsaid.

"I've thought that a time or two myself," Tess admitted, her voice serious, and thoughtful, "Always thought I was just being 'weird', not really sure if I felt that way, you know, honestly felt that way."

"And, I've always asked myself," Tess continued in way of explanation, "If you and I had met, as perfect strangers, never having known each other, would the attraction still be the same?"

"And?" Jo prompted, sitting upright now, facing Tess, the gravity of this moment weighing heavy on them both.

"And, I think it would be; I think I would still be drawn to you, that the attaction is real, and that we'd still have wound up as lovers, that's what I think," Tess said to Jo, their faces both serious, no joking between the sibs, now.

"And," Tess said further, "At the end of the day, I'm in love with you as well; think I have been all of my life, and wishing in so many ways that we weren't step-sibs, that we were strangers, free to act upon that love without worrying about the outside world labeling us as 'incestuous freaks'."

"Doesn't mean we can't," Jo said, "I mean, after I get back from deployment, providing I survive deployment."

There. The two-ton elephant has joined the eight-hundred pound gorilla in the house, both in the room, now.

Knowing that Jo was going to be in harm's way had been weighing heavily upon both of the sibs since it had been first brought up. The cruel truth was that Jo had to survive deployment in a war-zone, had to trust that the powers that be would let her survive and have a life to come back to after serving her country.

"All the more reason for you to keep your head down and your ass alive," Tess said to Jo, "Come back home and we can figure 'us' out after that," Tess concluded, sounding more like the older sibling now.

"Just wanted you to know how I felt, that's all," Jo said, ending the discussion, for now.

"And, now, you know how I feel," Tess agreed, "Come home to me, Jo, we'll figure it out then," Tess said again, her voice betraying her deep love for her step-sis.

They kissed a long, soft, sweet kiss of commitment, nothing else needing to be said in that tender moment. 

"Let's get cooking, babygirl, I'm hungry," Jo said brightly, breaking the seriousness of the moment.

"Me too," Tess agreed, rising from the couch to follow Jo into the kitchen and tending to the salad making while Jo happily placed the patties onto the now-hot grill, the patties about to be the best fucking burgers in the world.

The meal was to die for, as good as Tess remembered Jo's burgers to be, each bite keeping a smile on both of their faces. Finishing quickly, they cleaned up the dregs of their meal quickly, both wanting the evening to speed along so that they could get to what they both wanted to do, needed to do with each other, both desperately longing to make love to the other.

"Join me in the shower?" Jo asked as, with Tess' hand in hers, they walked upstairs together.

"Yeah, been a while," Tess answered truthfully.

Showering together was a part of their foreplay, had been so since becoming teen-aged lovers living in the same house. When alone in the house, when the 'rents were out with friends, or away on weekend visits leaving the girls alone, Jo and Tess made showering together a part of their sex-play, never questioning why since the first time that they had done so.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 09



There was nothing sisterly about the touches to each other's bodies as they soaped, cleaned and rinsed themselves under the hot water of the shower, the large shower-head raining water down on them as if in a afternoon tropical rain shower. Nothing sibling-like as they kissed each other, their hands feeling and fondling the other as their hair draped wetly on their heads and faces under the soothing, soft shower's caress to their bodies.

As Jo finished drying Tess' body with the large bath towel, she kissed Tess softly on the lips, saying, "See you in your room in a sec, okay?", sending Tess out of the bathroom to the bed that they would share one more time as lovers before Jo left for school and her assignment.

Leaning with her hands on the sink, Jo stared at herself in the mirror, still fogged a bit from the steam of the shower, stared hard at her reflection. In that moment, Jo was even more committed to surviving her deployement into war, more determined than ever to come back to the 'real world' and to Tess, her love for Tess strong in her heart.

Saying a silent prayer that she would do just that, Jo walked across the hall to her sis' room, closing the bedroom door behind her, her gaze taking in the gorgeous soul that was Tess, laying on her bed, naked, delightlfully naked, and waiting for her sis to join her.

Walking to the floor to ceiling windows that were one wall of Tess' room, Jo opened the blinds, pulling back curtains so that only the shears filtered the light from the large, Harvest moon that was rising that night. Turning off the night-stand lamp as she got into her sister's bed, the moonlight provided all the light that was needed.

With practiced ease, Jo laid her body on top of Tess', their young, full breasts pressing into each other's, their mouths meeting and melting into one as Tess wrapped both her arms and her legs around Jo, trapping and holding Jo tightly to her body.

Slipping her hands between their bodies, Jo softly kneaded Tess' breasts, her step-sis' boobs more than a handful, her lips and tongue delighting in the taste of Tess.

Tess, as always when making love with Jo, couldn't be happier or more content, loving the feel of her step-sis's tongue as it explored the familiar environment of her mouth and throat. Tess' fingernails slowly, and softly, raked Jo's firm ass-cheeks, her fingers pulling Jo's ass-cheeks apart, squeezing them wantonly, loving the feel of Jo's tight, puckered asshole to her fingers.

Their pussies were pressed together, each thrusting their hips into the other as if trying to fuse their pussies into one. Moving against each other in that way, their kiss became all at once, more lustful, more primal, moans of urgency escaping from both of their mouths as each felt orgasms building quickly within their bodies. The bed was shaking with their grinding movements to each other, gutteral moans of lust filling the air inside of the room.

Their mutual orgasms washed over them in a tidal wave that shook them both to the core, their moans loud with gratitude and satisfaction, both mumurring incoherent babble to the other, their tongues dueling the other for control.

"Oh, damn....damn, baby," was all that Jo could say when, at last, her breath came back to her, her mouth at Tess' ear, nibbling, tongue licking, both bathed in the wetness of good sex.

"I know...fucking incredible, wasn't it?" Tess was finally able to say when she found her voice between the gasps for breath, knowing the answer already.

"Beyond that, babe, waaaay beyond that," was all that Jo could muster the strength to say as she slowly kissed and sucked on Tess' firm breasts, her hand already between her sib's legs, slowly caressing her pussy, Jo's palm slick from Tess' wetness. Quicker than is her normal practice when loving another woman, Jo had her mouth and tongue on Tess' wet snatch, the scent and taste of Tess, making her, well, just a bit fucking crazy at the moment.

"Swing your legs around, Jo, let me taste you, please," Tess pleaded, the need evident in her voice.

And once again, in practiced familiarity, the two step-sibs performed cunnilingus upon the other, their mouths and tongues happily and greedily tasting each other once more as they have so many times in the past, a perfectly choreographed ballet of sixty-nine in the large king-sized bed.

What was different this time? What was different is that their lovemaking possessed a mind of its own unlike any other time of lovemaking between them. There was an urgency and, yes, a commitment to their lovemaking unlike anything between them before tonight.

They both recognized it. They both embraced it.

They made love slowly, tenderly, again and again with each other, for a couple of hours or so, neither tiring of the taste or scent of the other. Finally, it was enough, they were sated, they were fulfilled. 

Laying together, legs and arms entertwined, breasts pressed hard against the other, they fell asleep, both knowing that, now, life for them would never be same again, ever......... 



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 10



Retrieving her checked bag from the luggage carousel, Tess made her way through the holiday travelers, her eyes searching for, then finding, her step-mother's BMW parked in the 'pickup zone' of her hometown airport.

Wisps of vapor throbbed from the tailpipe of her mother's car due to the chilly air of November, and hearing the trunk lid pop open as she approached the car, Tess threw her bags into the trunk, closing it, getting into the passenger seat, her step-mother hugging and kissing her in one swift motion.

"So good to see you, Tess," Step-mom said as she checked her side mirrors for traffic before pulling from the curb, "We've missed you."

She was really an okay chick, Tess thought of her step-mom, never having a problem with her as their step-family found a working dynamic for themselves. Really thought of her as 'mom', more than 'step-mom', Tess thought, and she was really good with that. 

"Missed y'all too," Tess said in response, "Can't wait to get some of your great home-cooking, though," Tess admitted honestly.

Yes, her step-mom was a GP doc with a busy practice in their hometown but enjoyed cooking as a stress-reliever, and she did it well. Must be in their family genes, Tess thought, thinking about how good of a cook her step-sis and lover, Jo, was in the kitchen.

"So, I guess you know that Jo dropped a bombshell on us," Chris (step-mom) said to Tess after she settled into the interstate traffic that would lead them from the airport and to their, somewhat, exclusive enclave of mini-mansions that they called home.

WOW! Let's jump right into it, huh Chris? Tess thought, a bit shocked that the subject had been broached so quickly.

"Yeah, I heard," Tess replied, giving Chris nothing else in response.

"So, what do you think about it?" Chris pressed further, obviously not leaving it alone.

"I think its her business, hers alone; if she's okay with it, I'm okay with it," Tess truthfully replied, uncomfortable that they were having this conversation.

"Yeah, your father and I think that, as well," Chris said, her eyes sliding quickly to the side to see what, if any, Tess' reaction was to that statement.

"As parents, all we want is for our children to be healthy, happy and in a good place in life; sexuality isn't really a primary concern, we think," Chris explained further.

"I say all of that just to let you know how we feel about the two of you, you and Jo," Chris continued, "And, if at some point......." Chris' voice fading off, letting the statement just 'hang' there, in the open.

"Mom?" Tess said after a short pause.

"Yes, baby, what?" Chris answered, her hands squeezing the steering wheel just a bit tighter as if bracing herself for a collison that she could see coming.

"You and pop have done a good job of raising us, providing for us, worked really hard at making our family work, as a unit, right?" Tess said, her eyes staring straight ahead, not trusting herself to look to her step-mom as she said this.

"Yes. We've tried really hard, your father and I, to make our family close-knit and loving," Chris proudly admitted to the step-child that she truly loved as if she had given birth to her.

"Then, you and pop need to trust us, both of us, to make decisions in life that are 'right' for us, decisions that we can live with, as adults," Tess continued.

"Okay, I get that, and you're right, of course," Chris replied honestly.

"So, let's leave it at that, can we do that? Can you and dad trust us, Jo and I, to make personal choices that, in the end, we will have to deal with? And, just be happy for us both, whatever those choices might be?" Tess asked Chris.

"Yeah, baby, we can do that," Chris said softly, her eyes smiling at Tess when she said it, "If you're happy, the both of you, with your lives, then understand that we share your happiness with you, okay?" Chris said in reply, the voice in her head affirming what she had known, in her heart, all along. Their daughters were gay, and that wasn't a bad thing, it was just 'a thing'.

"Okay. Good. Thank you," Tess replied, giving her mom's arm on the steering wheel an affectionate squeeze of love.

"So," Tess quickly said to move their conversation to someplace else, anyplace else, now, "What's the plan for tomorrow?" referring, of course, to Thanksgiving.

"Well, we're hosting this year and will probably have a dozen or so neighbors joining us for dinner. Most of the prep-work is done, the turkey's almost thawed, and you can help me put it altogether tomorrow morning. Should be a fun day," Chris said brightly as she turned off of the interstate, taking the exit that will lead them home.

"Can't wait," Tess truthfully said, "Yams? Right? You're fixing your yam dish, I hope," Tess concluded by asking.

"Of course, wouldn't dream of depriving you of that," Chris answered her step-child, know how much Tess loved her baked-yams with marshmellows topping it, baked to a crusty, golden brown.

"Good," Tess said with a beaming smile, "Hate to have to hunt you down if you didn't," joking back, but happy with Chris' answer.

"Get settled into your room, your father will be home shortly and we thought we'd go to the Club for dinner tonight, let somebody cook for us tonight, if you're okay with that," Chris said as she and Tess entered their large home through the attached garage door.

The Club was the on-site country club of their enclave.

"Oh yeah, that definitely works for me," Tess said brightly, already knowing that she'd have the specialty of the house, a done-to-perfection Filet with twice-baked potatoes and Italian-dressed salad.

Damn, does it ever feel good to be home, Tess thought to herself as the familiar smell of her room assailed her senses, a glance to her bed flooding her mind with images of the terrific sex that she and Jo have shared in that bed.

Hearing the front door open and close, Tess ran down the stairs and into the arms of her father, a rock-steady influence in her life, all of her life.

"There's my baby-girl," Robert said happily, wrapping his arms around her in embrace, his heart soaring with joy that his baby-girl was home. As they hugged each other in gladness, his eyes caught his wife's for a moment, registering the slight head-nod to him that answered the question they had talked about in private for a few years.

Didn't matter, Robert thought in that moment, that their girls were gay; didn't matter in the slightest to he and his wife. Their choice, they were still their girls and would always be so.

Robert poured them all a glass of Sherry, the preferred afternoon, pre-dinner, drink of choice for their house. Sipping, the trio caught up with each other's lives, the 'rents beaming proudly as Tess recounted how well she was doing in school.

They should be proud. Tess was maintaining a 4.0 GPA and a shoo-in for the Dean's list, again. That speed bump last semester of a B+ in Dr. Willie's class had been handled, and she was now cruising along rather nicely, all in all.

Jo had graduated near the top of her class, was honoring her commitment to the Army ROTC that she belonged to during college and was commissioned a 2nd Lieutenant in the Regular Army, getting ready to serve her country overseas.

So, for the Clancy Clan, all was good on that Thanksgiving eve as they sat in the fireplaced-warmed living room of their house.

"The Browns will be joining us for dinner tonight, Tess," Chris said to her step-daughter, "Your dad and John can't get enough of talking about the hunt," Chris chuckling afterwards.

'The Hunt' was a yearly ritual of her dad and a few male friends from the neighborhood and had gone on for years. Duck season opened on the Friday after Thanksgiving and 'the boys' always went, never missing an opening of the season. Didn't mean that they ever brought home game, however, Tess 'thinking' that once, maybe twice, they had returned with one or two ducks. Tess hated duck anyway, finding it too 'gamey' for her tastes so, from that standpoint, she just didn't care if they ever brought home game.  

Her dad and his friends enjoyed the boys-only getaway and that was just fine with her. She liked seeing her dad happy.

"Oh good, it'll be good to see them," Tess said in reply to her mom's announcement of guests joining them at the Club for dinner.

"Hope won't be there, I'm afraid, Miriam told me something about a national debate thing or something, can't remember," Chris added, Hope, being the Browns' daughter.

"Awww, too bad, I'd like to have seen her on this trip," Tess replied with a bit of a frown, the frown really a result of the realization that she'd not get a romp in the sack with Hope this weekend.

Well, Tess thought, there's always Miriam, Hope's mom, her mind already conjuring up the possibility of a roll in the hay with Mrs. Brown.

They had a history, did the Brown women with Tess, a very sexual history, and Tess was sure that neither Miriam or Hope knew of Tess being the lover of them both, separately.

Hope was a year and a half older than Tess, closer to Jo's age, really, but when they first met as pre-teens, Hope found more common ground with Tess on which to base a friendship. So, through that, she and Tess became friends, untold nights spent at each other's house as their friendship bloomed. In truth, Hope was a bit immature for her age, somewhat socially awkward around her peers. That, alone, made it easier for her to befriend Tess.

Six or seven months after her seduction by her step-sis, Jo, Tess set her sights on Hope as her first, non-Jo, pussy to eat. She had been paying attention, however, in those first several months of making love with Jo. Two things that Tess knew she could do well was, kissing another girl and eating pussy, for Jo had taught her well.

Using a similiar ruse of 'teaching' Hope how to properly kiss that Jo had used with Tess that first time, Tess nailed Hope on one of their frequent sleep-overs, Tess knowing that she 'had' Hope with that very first kiss. Before that night was over, Tess had showed Hope the pleasures in playing with other girls and Hope liked it a lot, coming back frequently for sex-play when she was horny. Hope was dating guys at sixteen, but they were of the nerdy, geeky types; Tess didn't know if Hope had any kind of sex with guys, they never talked about it if she did, but judging by how much and often Hope sought Tess for sexual play, she doubted it. And if she was, it couldn't have been very good for her, Tess thought.

Miriam, Hope's mother, well, that was another matter. As she and Hope matured together, Tess could look back on those times, remembering when she first started noticing how Mrs. Brown, Miriam, looked at her a 'little differently'. It wasn't until after Tess started having sex with Jo and, later, others, that Tess realized that the looks were ones of desire, of want. Miriam would never act upon it, Tess realized after a time, and decided that she, Tess, would take matters into her own hands when she was ready to. 

Over the next year of so, as Tess' body began to bloom, her A-cups growing into Bs quickly and to Cs by her sixteenth birthday, Tess would purposefully, but discreetly, tease Miriam with enuendos, sexy dress and the like, priming the pump, so to speak. One day, when Tess knew Miriam to be alone because of a visit Hope and her dad were on to see relatives, Tess 'dropped' in on Mrs. Brown, alledgedly to confer with her on an art project, Miriam being a closet artist, herself.

That day, sitting with Miriam in her home studio, Tess maneuvered her head near Miriam's on the pretense to look closer at a technique that Miriam was showing her. In a move that caused Mrs. Brown's eyes to go wide with surprise, Tess suddenly kissed her, pressing her advantage of surprise, gripping Miriam's head between her hands. Miriam's protests soon gave way to acceptance, her arms wrapping around and pulling Tess tight to her body as she returned Tess' kisses, tongue probes and breast fondling.

They were in Miriam's marriage bed within five minutes, naked and hungrily devouring each other's pussy, Miriam absolutely not being able to get enough of Tess' teenaged snatch as they sixty-nined with each other..

Until she graduated High School, Tess and Miriam continued their affair; not as often as Miriam had wished, but often enough that she found needed release with Tess. Tess never understood how a statuesque beauty like Miriam hooked up with the roly-poly gnome that was John Brown. Money, she supposed, but wasted little time in being concerned about it. Hope, thankfully, had her mother's genes as far as build and beauty.....

"So good to see you, my how you've grown, yada, yada, yada," the hugs and greetings between the Browns and Tess out of the way now as they made their way to their reserved table. Puposefully, Tess seated herself next to Miriam, between Miriam and her step-mom actually, so that the 'boys' could discuss their plans for The Hunt, day after tomorrow.

Polite neighborly coversation occuppied the ladies of the table while John and Robert finalized, checked, and double-checked their plans. All the while that she kept up with conversation between she, step-mom, and Mrs. Brown, Tess kept her leg next to Miriam's, her foot discretely rubbing Miriam's leg under the table cloth, hidden from view by others. Tess could tell that these subtle flirtatious rubs were causing Miriam to squirm just a bit, her nervousness apparently only noticed by Tess.

Tess liked teasing Miriam, knowing that it served to get Miriam 'hot', horny for Tess, and Tess liked having that kind of control, she liked it a lot. Excusing herself to go to the restroom, Miriam stood to leave when Tess said that she'd go with her, seemingly a last-second decision. But, of course, it wasn't that at all. Tess was just waiting for an opportunity to get Miriam away from the others.

Walking into the bathroom first, Tess quickly checked the stalls to insure that they were alone. Seeing that it was empty of others, Tess quickly locked the door and taking Miriam into her arms, she kissed Miriam lustfully, her hand quickly on the older woman's breasts, squeezing and fondling Miriam, much to Miriam's delight.

"Oh Goddamnit, Tess, I want you so badly," Miriam breathed into Tess' ear as she held Tess tightly, her heart pounding from excitement and desire.

"You're alone Friday, right?" Tess replied as she kept her hand squeezing Miriam's breast, "I'll find a way to come over, okay?" Tess said with lust in her voice, because now, she wanted some of Mrs. Brown's tasty cunt, plain and simple.

"Leave it to me, sweetie," Miriam said as she reapplied her lipstick and freshened herself as Tess unlocked the door.

The main courses were being set down on their table when the duo rejoined their table. About half-way through their meal, Miriam addressed Chris.

"Chris, could I steal Tess for a few hours Friday to give me a hand with an art project that I've been fooling with? I hate to steal your time with her but I had planned on Hope helping me, but, well, you know, she's off with the debate team in D.C. this weekend, and....." her voice trailing off, the need to explain further, not really needed.

"Actually, that would work out just fine; assuage my guilt a bit," Chris replied after swallowing her bite of food, "No off days for Doctors as you know and I have to be at the hospital Friday making rounds for myself and one of the partners who's out of town, so I'll be there most of the day, I'm afraid."

"Perfect!" Miriam said happily, "Now I won't feel so bad about having Tess to myself for a few hours," the double-entendre not lost on Tess.

"And I won't feel so horrible at having to work; win-win, I'd say," Chris responded with a smile.

Win-win indeed, Tess thought to herself, but for different reasons, of course.

The Thanksgiving meal-feast,actually-could not have gone better at the Clancys. Enough food to feed an army, it seemed to Tess, and enough liquor to get that army quite drunk. Neighbors that Tess hadn't seen in a few months were there, and it seemed all wanted Tess to catch them up on her life and school. She did, of course, spreading herself around as well as she could. Miriam and John were there, of course, but they, Miriam and Tess, didn't make any obvious indiscretions of trying to 'sneak' off for a quickie or anything like that. Nope, they knew that they would have their time together, tomorrow, on Friday, and the anticipation of that alone, kept them both with horny motors on idle. Oh, they exchanged a few 'eye-fucks' during the day but not so anyone else would notice.

After the last guests departed, Tess and the 'rents worked quickly, efficiently and had their home cleaned up, dishes (2 loads) washed, and food saved. Pronouncing the day done, Chris and Robert retired for the evening, as did Tess, quite tired at that, none of them taking very long to fall asleep.

Tess woke to a silent house, almost creepily so, she thought as she found her way to the kitchen and the awaiting coffee that Chris left for her. A note from her dad stating that he'll be home mid-day on Saturday and that he had a surprise for Tess, did pique her curiosity quite a bit. A note from Chris saying that she and Tess would have dinner at Marco's on Friday night, one of Tess' favorite bistros, made Tess smile broadly.

Three cups of coffee and a shower later, Tess made the short stroll to the Browns' home, her excitement building with each step that brought her closer to her older, married lover.

"'Morning, sweetie," Miriam said as she gave Tess a short buss on the lips, locking the front door of her house behind them.

"Like the look," Tess commented as she took in Miriam's choice of dress that morning. A simple blouse/pant combo that accentuated the older woman's long legs and toned ass as well as her rather firm, for a broad of forty-five, breasts, her cleavage peeking from the vee of her blouse, unbuttoned to her mid-driff.

"Hoped you would," Miriam replied as she trailed her fingers across Tess' breasts, braless under her long-sleeved tee shirt.

"To the studio?" Miriam said/asked while taking Tess' hand in hers, leading them that way. Since that very first time when they had each other in the bed that Miriam shared with her husband, their trysts were conducted in Miriam's studio space of the house. This was the one spot that both her husband and daughter knew to avoid when Miriam was on a project knowing that Miriam absolutely needed the privacy to 'create'. It was true, of course, she did need that privacy for her creative side but it also served her well knowing it was 'safe' to have her illicit flings.

True, her flings had been mostly with Tess these past few years but there had been a couple of others in Miriam's life as well, two exactly, both with neighborhood teenaged boys who appreciated the oral skills of Hope's mom who had a love of sucking teenaged cock. Never fucked the boys, but surely did drain their young hard cocks of sperm on more than one occasion.

"Feel like posing for a bit so that I can take some shots of your body for my photo montage project?" Miriam asked as she checked her camera and lenses.

"Sure," Tess said agreeably, her pussy warming at the thought of being photographed in various stages of nudity. Never any face shots, never, but many body shots that even her own mother, Chris, didn't recognize when viewing some of Miriam's latest creations.

Miriam like working in both oils and photography and, as an amateur, was quite good with both mediums. Exciting is how she viewed her photo work for these montages, loving how she could take snippets of photos and combine them for an image when viewed from a few feet away.

Working with Tess was particularly exciting for Miriam for, as Tess revealed more and more of her exquisite nineteen year-old body to the camera's lens, Miriam's pussy became increasingly wet with desire for her neighbor's daughter. 




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 10



"One more shot, beautiful," Miriam said as she changed lenses for a closeup of Tess' landing-strip of pubic hair, a shot that would show a hint of Tess' mons, as well. Bending and swiping her tongue across Tess' strip, the freshly licked hair glistened with Miriam's saliva under the studio lighting that she used for such effects.

"Enough," Miriam declared, turning off her digital SLR camera and placing it on the end table of the chaise lounge that Tess was reclining upon.

Staying on her knees, Miriam bent her head once more to Tess' crotch, her tongue licking slowly from Tess' 'taint region, up the slick lips of Tess' pussy, then circling slowly the engorged clit of her daughter's friend, Miriam's mouth sucking, now, on Tess' 'little man'.

Speading her legs wide for Miriam to indulge her carnal desires, Tess closed her eyes and laid her head back onto the arm of the chaise lounge, both of her hands rubbing through Miriam's hair, her fingers tightening on Miriam's head as she became more aroused from the licks from the older woman.

Miriam was Tess' first 'older' woman and certainly, the first of many for Tess over the five or so years that she had loved women and girls. Tess much preferred older to younger, with only a few exceptions, and giving herself completely to Miram's cunnilingus of her, when her orgasm erupted, Tess humped her pussy in a frenzied moment of release, Miriam's mouth barely able to keep up with the grinding.

"Oh, that was good, soooo fucking good," Tess cooed as she pulled Miriam to take her place on the chaise. 

Now, it was her turn for a taste of pussy, her mouth and tongue hard on Miriam's own mouth as her fingers quickly removed the clothes from Miriam. Totally naked in a few short erotic minutes, Tess and Miriam tribbed with each other as they kissed with abandon, their pussies grinding and rubbing against each other's bodies, pussies, the heat and wetness washing over them both.

Sliding quickly down Miriam's body, Tess had her mouth and tongue on Hope's mother's pussy, loving the smell and taste of the older woman, reminding her in many ways of Willie's snatch which Tess had grown to appreciate over the past several months of fucking her history prof.

"Oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh," Miriam cried as her climax took her to the mountain top, Tess adding her fingers to Miriam's pussy, finger-fucking her hard as she licked and sucked Miriam to several, delightful orgasms which sucked the energy from Miriam's body when it was all said and done.

They dressed again, cooed and kissed with each other through the light lunch they shared, and returned to Miriam's studio for more fucking and sucking of each other. Laying together on the floor of Miriam's studio, their bodies wrapped in each other's arms, they licked and tongued each other in post-coitial delight, neither able to, seemingly, get enough of the other, each having little, small orgasms from their play with each other.

"Probably ought to be going home," Tess said as she enjoyed Miriam's sucking of her tits, her hands holding the woman's head to her tits so that she could do so.

"Probably," Miriam agreed, though reluctantly so, "don't need Chris coming over searching for her daughter."

"No, surely don't want that," Tess agreed, the two women pulling apart to get dressed, once again.

"Loved it, as always," Tess said as she kissed her lover goodbye, behind the still-locked front door of Miriam's house. And with one last, long, tongue-probing kiss, Tess walked through the opened door, held by Miriam, for the short walk home.

Watching Tess walk down her long walkway until she turned out of sight, Miriam sighed and closed the door behind her. Glancing at the clock in her foyer, Miriam smiled when she realized that she had plenty of time to shower and freshen herself before the arrival of her newest play-toy who would be over that night to have his long, thick cock sucked by Hope's mother. But this night, after sucking him off, she planned on fucking her young neighbor's brains out as a surprise for him and undeniable pleasure for her.....



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 11



"ChChChChanges....." Tess sang aloud to the David Bowie classic blasting from her car's sound system and, surprisingly? she was on-key and in-tempo and happy as a lark.

Daddy's 'surprise' for her when he returned from The Hunt on the Saturday after Thanksgiving was to hand her the keys to Chris' BMW 5-series sedan. 

"You're about to turn twenty, doing well in school. We gave Jo a car when she started her Junior year at college and there's no reason you shouldn't be treated the same, Tess, consider it an early Christmas present," Robert said, then handed her the keys to HER new car.

Tess stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing whether to shit or go blind. Looking to her parents, their arms around each other's waist and smiling at their daughter, well, she began crying, of course she did.

Her mom's BMW was the schitz from the word go, from its on-board navagation system and satellite radio to its heated leather seats. Low mileage, on top of all that, less that forty K and only three years old, barely broken in was Tess' view.

Leaving on the Sunday after Thanksgiving, Tess started the twelve hour drive to campus. Knowing that Jean and her parents were at her aunt's house, fours hours away, for the Holiday, Tess made a call before she left home. Offering Jean a ride back to school was genius, thought Tess. It'd save her mom and dad the extra miles to drive Jean back and give Tess company for the road, safety in numbers and all that, was everyone's thought.

"Tess, are you sure? There's plenty of room for you to stay the night," Jean's aunt said for the second or third time since Tess had arrived to pick up Jean.

"Oh, I know and thank you, but I'd prefer a shorter drive tomorrow than the eight hours we'd have if we stayed the night here," Tess offered as a polite no, thank you, to the aunt's invitation.

"Well, that does make sense," Jean's father opined, nodding his head in agreement with Tess' arguement.

Waving goodbye to Jean's family as they pulled out of the driveway, Tess waited until they were out of sight of the house before speeding up. No sense in sending the wrong message to Jean's family.

"Sweeeet," Jean's gleeful voice pronounced as she took in the luxury of Tess' gift, "Some serious wheels, girlfriend," her final exclamation of approval to Tess.

"Yeah, gotta' love the 'rents for this baby," Tess replied happily.

Their plan was to drive another four or five hours, find a motel (Thank you, daddy)and crash for the night, leaving a short three or four hour drive the next day.

Jean played with the satellite radio for a bit, returning it to the station of Classic Rock that Tess had it on to begin with.

"Want to burn one for the road?" Jean asked, reaching into her purse and retrieving a tightly rolled doobie.

"Whered'ya get that?" Tess asked.

"Cousin Sally," Jean answered, her eyebrows raised in question.

"How 'bout we save it for the motel when I don't have to worry about getting stopped or something," Tess suggested, "And, if we wait to get our buzz until we have a bed to share, it'd be more fun, don't you think?"

"Oooh, yeah, that's a great idea," Jean agreed, delighted at the thought of getting stoned with Tess, then, fucking Tess. Jean liked sex when she was stoned.

"Yeah, let's do that," Jean repeated, "Lord knows I'm ready for some serious sex, been over a week since I've gotten off. Had to share a room with cousin Sally but she's all about the dick, can't get enough of the dick."

"What? No Fuck stories to share?" Tess laughingly commented.

"Nope. Nada. Nothing. How 'bout you?" Jean asked hopefully.

One of the things that Tess and Jean had discovered about each other was that they both got turned on and horny when hearing of a fuck that either of them had experienced. They'd share stories of recent conquests and fuck each other like rabbits afterwards.

"Well, if you really want to know....." Tess said teasingly and without leaving out a thing, Tess told Jean of her Holiday tryst with the lovely Mrs. Brown in graphic detail.

Just telling the story was getting Tess worked up, nevermind that Jean had pulled up her dress to play with herself while hearing it. Reaching with her right hand, Tess joined Jean in the play with her pussy, the aroma of arousal rising as Jean got wetter from their fingers on her snatch.

Spying a roadsign indicating a scenic view ahead, Tess slowed, taking the exit from the interstate and driving to the overlook a half-mile or so from the interstate. As she had suspected, the overlook was void of cars and people, this time of year not condusive to vacationers or people wanting to brave the chilly air for a view.

Tess left the car running for warmth and, leaning over the center console, she took Jean's face between her hands, kissing her with desire, sending her tongue deep into Jean's welcoming mouth. Moving a hand to Jean's mons, Tess slipped a finger underneath Jean's already wet panties, sliding it deep into her house-mate's pussy.

Didn't take Tess long to produce a pleasant orgasm for her passenger, not long at all. Jean hadn't lied when she said it'd been a while since she had sex.

"Oh, Goddamnit, but that was good," Jean said with a heavy breath, her eyes watching as Tess, with eyes closed, sucked Jean's juices from her fucking-fingers, all three of them, one at a time.

"Good. Glad you liked," Tess said as she backed up and returned them to the interstate, "Just remember that you owe me one when we get to the motel baby," smiling at Jean when she said it.

"Can't wait," Jean said somewhat dreamingly, a smile on her face and her eyes closed in pleasure.

Checking into the motel around six that evening, the girls opted to grab a bite in the restaurant across the parking lot from their lodging. The restaurant was busy with travelers, like the girls, everyone going somewhere before the Holdiay weekend would be over. While eating their salads, neither was 'super' hungry, they played a game of 'Would you?', a made-up game that they played often at school when among the general population of school. Simple game, really, picking a chick and wondering if one or the other would take said chick to bed for hot sex.

More Nos than Yeahs that night because most of the women were either too old or frumpy or too young and illegal. Still, legal issues aside, they had both agreed on a couple of the younger females who had, unknowingly, become game pieces in their fantasy game.

One especially caught their eye, both admitting that, legalities not being in the way, they would have eagerly taken the honey-blond to bed for fun and games.

"That last one," Jean said as they walked across the lot back to their room's warmth on that blustery night, "I'd do her in a heartbeat."

"Mmmm, gets me all hot and bothered thinking about that possibility," Tess admitted, memories of Miriam's daughter, Hope, flooding her mind.

Winning the coin flip for the shower, Jean did so first, emerging from the steamed-up bath of their room in just her panties, her gorgeous breasts naked and still somewhat slick from the steam vapor of the shower.

"Damn, I love your tits," Tess remarked matter-of-factly, giving one a quick pinch as she prepared for her own shower.

"Yeah, I know you do," Jean answered with a leery grin, "and my girls love the way you play with 'em," giving Tess a quick kiss.

"Don't you dare fire up that doob before I get out, hear?" Tess said as she closed the door of the bathroom behind her.

"I won't; I'm going to boot-up my laptop and find some porn to watch, to get ready for later," Jean said unashamedly.

That was another thing Jean and Tess shared; a love of porn, be it straight, lesbian, bisexual, whatever, it didn't matter. They both liked watching porn from time to time, liked how watching it made them lustful and horny.

Emerging from the shower in just her panties as Jean had, Tess joined Jean on the king-bed of their motel room where Jean had already set up her laptop on a chair, near the bed, the large screen of the laptop able to be seen as they lounged in their bed.

Firing up the long-awaited doobie, Jean passed it to Tess as her fingers moved about the keyboard, picking, clicking on video clips of steamy sex to watch as they got blissfully stoned and hornier than they were already.

"Oooh, that one, let's watch that one," Tess said, her slow pronunciation of the words a clear indication of having reached the ozone of stone. Tess was a light-weight with weed, unlike her step-sis, Jo, who had a higher tolerance for the herbal magic of ganja. Not now, of course, Jo hadn't smoked weed since her senior year in college because of the UAs that the ROTC had implemented and, of course, the Regular Army, now.

"Okey-Dokey," Jean replied, equally as stoned as Tess, clicking on the video clip that promised to show a threesome between two teenaged gals and a MILF that, in a lot of ways, reminded Tess of Mrs. Brown, Miriam.

Settling in on the bed to watch the clip, Jean turned onto her side, towards the laptop, the doobie allowed to die in the ashtray on the nightstand, laying her head on her arm. Tess turned onto her side as well, forming her body to snuggle against Jean's, her pussy pressed up against Jean's lovely young ass, her hard-nippled breasts hard against Jean's back. Had Tess' pussy been a cock, it would have been positioned to slip into either Jean's pussy or asshole. 

Supporting her head with a hand and her elbow on the pillows so that she could see the screen, Tess' eyes slowly glazed over as the fuck-scene played out before them. Reaching to one of Jean's tits, Tess absent-mindly fondled it, placing small, soft butterfly kisses to Jean's ear, neck or shoulder as they both got hot and horny from watching the video, and, from Tess' play with Jean.

Near the end of the video, Jean moved her hand behind her and slipped it into Tess' damp panties for some pussy-play with her house-mate.

The video ended, both of the girls very turned on and hornier, now. They prolonged their play with each other, Jean having turned her head so that they could kiss each other while fondling each other.

"Want to have some kinky fun?" Jean asked, pulling her lips from Tess', a small string of saliva still connecting them.

"Always up for a little kink, girl, you know that," Tess replied just before bending down to take Jean's hard nipple into her mouth.

"Watch," was all that Jean said as she leaned on her elbow, her fingers flying across her keyboard, and her screen now showing that a Skype call had been placed, the light of the laptop's built-in camera glowing brightly, indicating that it was now 'on'.

"Hey there, baby," Tess heard a soft voice saying as the audio of the call connected before the video, "was wondering where you've been."

"Heading back to school with my friend," Jean replied as the video picture finally filled the large screen of her laptop, the image that of a younger girl, surely no older than seventeen, Tess saw, but stunningly good-looking she also deemed in those first few seconds.

"Yeah, I can see that," the girl, Zoe, said as her eyes lustfully looked at her own computer screen, eyeing the image of the half-naked Jean and Tess laying in bed, Tess' mouth still on Jean's tit, her eyes raised to the screen, watching Zoe's reaction.

"Zoe, this is Tess; Tess, Zoe," Jean said in introduction, "Zoe and I discovered each other on Craigslist and started Skyping each other a few months ago," Jean continued in explanation for Tess' benefit.

"Hi, Zoe," Tess said, taking her mouth from Jean's tit to do so but leaving her hand cupping and fondling it.

"Oh no, don't stop, Tess, that's hot," Zoe replied as she slipped her tee shirt off in front of the camera so that she could fondle and play with herself as she watched her screen.

"Nice jugs," Tess said in compliment of the girl's breasts, now naked with one of Zoe's own hands squeezing and rubbing on one while her other hand had disappeared out of sight, no doubt inside of her panties, now.

"Thanks. Wish Bobbie was here to watch with me," Zoe remarked as she watched Tess return her mouth to Jean's breast, Tess' tongue teasingly flicking around Jean's hard nipple.

"Bobbie is her fuck-buddy," Jean said, explaining it for Tess' benefit, "I've watched them get down and dirty a few times, and I've let them watch me, as well, a few times."

"Well, let the games begin," Tess said as she rolled Jean onto her back, her mouth and hands flying to play with both of Jean's girls, Tess incredibly turned on from the knowledge that Zoe, or anyone, was watching her and Jean.

Turning the laptop until she had it positioned so that Zoe could see their bodies from the tits to the crotch, Jean surrended herself to Tess' excellent oral skills, closing her eyes now, her hands slowly rubbing up and down Tess' back and under Tess' panties to squeeze Tess' ass as their hips moved against each other in desire and lust.

Tess performed for the camera, her mouth and tongue sucking and licking Jean's body until her mouth was biting at Jean's snatch, through her panties. Pulling Jean's panties from her body in one swift, practiced motion, Tess looked to the screen of the laptop as her mouth dropped onto Jean's very wet pussy, her eyes taking in Zoe as she played with her own boobs, the hidden hand moving with some urgency out of sight of her computer's own camera.

Tess took her time in her cunnilingus act on Jean, teasing her unmercifully by bringing her to the brink of orgasm many times, but withholding it as she could successfully do with her conquests. All the while, of course, Jean was crazy with need and desire finally, after twenty minutes or so of being denied, she loudly cried, begged for Tess to let her get off.

Jean's cries of orgasmic released were joined by the similar sounds of climax from Zoe's voice from Jean's computer, the image showing Zoe's hand moving at light-speed somewhere in her nether regions, out of sight, unseen.

"Wow, fuck! That was hot," Zoe finally said as her eyes watched as Tess and Jean switched places, Jean pulling Tess' panties from her body as they did so.

"Hang on, watch this," Jean said, her smile unseen by the camera as she lowered her mouth to Tess' needful pussy, her hands above her hand squeezing and fondling Tess' breasts as she lovingly returned the oral favor to Tess' pussy.

Keeping her eyes on Jean's screen, Tess saw Zoe push her chair back a bit, allowing her to put both of her feet onto her desk, pulling off her own panties, exposing her pussy to the camera's eye as her hand returned to play with it, the camera now showing it as she did.

Watching the girl masturbate, feeling Jean's mouth and tongue work their magic on her snatch, Tess was incredibly turned-on, incredibly hot and horny. Not knowing, or caring, which was turning her on more, watching Zoe jack off or receiving Jean's excellent eating of her cunt, Tess just went with her libido, not caring what the reasons were.

When Tess finally allowed herself release, she moaned and groaned her orgasm loudly, her hands pulling Jean's head hard against her pussy as it rubbed up and down with want and desire. Zoe was starting her moans of climax as well, two fingers of a hand now fucking her pussy in a blur of action, her release evident, her chair shaking a bit as she let her climax roll over her body.

"Wow, that was excellent," Zoe finally said to the two gals as Tess lovingly rubbed her hand through Jean's hair as Jean, lovingly, nibbled on Tess' wet pussy in after-play.

"See you later?" Jean finally said, she and Zoe exchanging air-kisses to the camera, and thus, the screens.

"Oh, yeah, anytime," Zoe said with a smile, both logging off at the same time.

"That was fucking hot!" Tess exclaimed as she helped Jean from between her legs and onto her back to lay next to her sex-sweaty body in the bed.

"Oh, yeah," Jean agreed, "you should see her and Bobbie get it on."

"How old is she?," Tess asked, not really caring, truthfully.

"Don't know. Don't want to know. Just a face and body on the screen," Jean replied, her tiredness from the sex and doobie, showing in her voice.

"Yeah, I get that," Tess agreed, laying down and turning to drape an arm across Jean's body, pulling it closer so that she could snuggle her pussy against Jean's hip which became quickly wet from Tess' juices that still flowed a bit.

"Sweet dreams, baby," Tess said to Jean as the sleep came rushing to capture her in its arms, Tess and Jean quickly falling asleep, all right in their world, now.......

Christmas came and went, Tess driving home for the Holidays. She started her Junior year at college the day after her twentieth birthday and choosing to load herself with class-hours for the Spring semester, the hope of early graduation the point of that, Tess barely had time to breathe, much less chase pussy. 

There was the occasional romp with Soo, her Asian lover, when their incredibly busy school schedules allowed. Her trysts with Willie and/or Bea had all but stopped as they, the both of them, had their attention turned to a younger coed in one of Bea's classes. That was fine with Tess, not that she didn't like 'doing' the profs, but, been there, done that, was her thought on the matter. She continued to be their student assistant but, now, it was really about the position and less about being sexually available because of the position.

Taking a page from Jean's playbook when the physical need for orgasm announced itself, Tess had begun perusing Craigslist for their city, browsing the W4W ads of the site, occasionally checking the WW4W ads as well. Between that and online porn, Tess would masturbate herself for relief when the need arose.

She liked reading the ad-copies, loved most of the 'come-ons' of the wording, especially when a pic was attached to the ad. She was also incredibly appalled at the lack of grammer and spelling in most of the ads, skipping those, her thought being if they can't spell or use English, she'd probably wouldn't be able to get past that to get turned on. It wasn't just about the pussy anymore, Tess realized as she got older, if she couldn't talk with 'em, she didn't fuck 'em.

Several ads insisted on either voice and/or video verification when answering ads. Smart, thought Tess, weed out the guys and those with less-then-described-looks, of the responders and all that.

One evening as she was entertaining herself in that way, a particular ad caught her attention.

"Married. In the closet. Want to play?" 

Clicking on the ad, she read it in detail, her eyes lingering for a long time on the attached pic which showed a woman's body clad in revealing lingerie, the face in the shadows, the pose, incredibly sexy thought Tess.

Answering the ad with one of the pics she kept on her computer of herself, showing face and tits, Tess clicked 'send', turned off her laptop and masturbated herself with fantasies flowing in her mind.

Checking her email before class the next day, there was a reply from the CL-poster in her inbox.

"Tonight.8 pm. Voice/video verify-your choice."

Replying, Tess sent her Skype account user-name to the mystery poster, logged off, and dove into her classes for the day.

Thus it was how it came about on this warm, Spring evening, her last final of the semester behind her, that Tess was driving to finally have a physical meeting with her online lover, Madge.

After having connected that first night, Madge and Tess had shared many hours of mutual masturbation, watching each other on Skype as they did so. Over the next several weeks, they indulged in video chatting, both loving how one or the other would tease with various stages of undress or nudity, fondling themselves for the camera, graphic images of self and mutual masturbation. Their 'talk' became more lewd and pornographic, both detailing how they would make love to each other, the things they wanted done or wanted to do.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 11



Tess thought Madge to be thirty-five'ish, sorta' soccer-mom'ish in appearance. In fact, Tess thought she could probably pass as a 'double' for Kate of the 'Kate plus Eight' reality series in both face and body, not a bad look at all, thought Tess.

As their online 'affair' continued, it was revealed that Madge was, indeed, married to a guy so conservative that he made Dick Cheney seem like a liberal. Madge, it turned out, had always harbored closeted desires about gal/gal sex ever since the first, and only, time with another female at the age of sixteen in High School. Never acted on those urges, not even before marrying Mr. Stick-in-the-mud-but-has-money ten years or so, ago. She had been doing the Craigslist thing for a little over a year or so as an outlet for all those feelings that were screaming to leave the closet, satisfying the sexual needs that fucking her husband didn't do. He was terrible in bed she had alluded to so many times that Tess wondered why women stayed in those situations but tried hard not to judge, not walking a mile in their shoes and all that.

For Madge, her thing with Tess proved to be so tempting for her, making her so desirous of feeling another woman's real touch, that it was she who broached the idea of a clandestine meeting, in person, for real, when her spouse was away on one of his frequent business trips. She had been tempted before to cheat, had Madge, from her online activity but this one, this coed named Tess, excited her more and more with each online encounter.

For Tess, the illicitness of the whole thing with Madge got her adrenalin pumping, liking the 'danger' involved in fucking around with a married woman and, if she were being truthful, she had a desire, as well, for some 'new' pussy; it'd been quite a while since Tess had played with and tasted 'strange'.

"Tess, over here," She heard when she entered the coffee shop, stopping at the hostess station to scan the half-filled eatery. Spotting Madge a few booths down, on her left, Tess quickly noted that Madge, like Tess, had taken advantage of the warmer weather to dress with a low-cut top, both women showcasing the swell of their breasts with ample cleavage to ogle.

"You're even more attractive, in person," Madge said as Tess sat across from her in the booth, her eyes quickly scanning, delightfully so, the fifteen-year younger body of Tess, her bra-less breasts grabbing her attention immediately.

"Back at'cha," Tess replied to the compliment, her own eyes enjoying the older woman's build and beauty, sending a quick flash of warmth to her crotch.

"Hungry?" Madge asked, politely.

"Not for anything on the menu," Tess answered, no double-entendre in her tone, no mistaking the desire for her booth partner.

"Certainly don't beat around the bush do you? no pun intended," Madge remarked in reply, her own crotch feeling a flush of warmth.

"No, I don't," Tess admitted, "especially when I am so turned on by someone like I am right now."

Pausing a brief second or two, Madge replied, "Hotel?"

"That works. Ride with me? Bring you back for your car, later?" Tess answered.

"Sounds like a plan," Madge answered, her eyes locked with Tess' as she tossed a five-dollar bill onto the table for her coffee and tip.

They ambled out of the coffee shop together, turning towards the parking lot, silent as they walked side by side. Taking Madge by her hand, Tess turned them towards her row where she was parked. Opening the passenger door for Madge, Tess stood to the side so that her married, soon-to-be-lover, could slide into the passenger seat.

Tess had just sat behind the wheel, closing her door when Madge, leaning over the console, turned Tess' face towards her own with fingers on her chin, kissing her. Turning towards Madge with her body, Tess' tongue explored Madge's mouth, slowly, as Madge made small cooing and sucking sounds around Tess' excellent tonguing. Sliding her hand under Madge's low-cut blouse, Tess found the breasts that she was seeking to fondle, loving how heavy they felt to her hand now under Madge's skimpy push-up bra, loving how Madge's large nipples became rock hard with excitement at her touch.

Starting her car, Tess took Madge's hand in hers and with Madge turned in her seat so that she could face towards Tess, Tess placed Madge's hand on her braless breast, under her top, for Madge to fondle her as she drove them to a hotel.

"Play with me, baby.....yeah, like that," Tess cooed as she turned onto the busy street and into traffic.

Tess picked an upscale hotel near the University, checking in under her own name, not her married lover's name, paying with the money that Madge had forced into her hand before Tess got out of the car to register.

"No. I'm paying. No arguement. Got it?" Madge had said, her tone leaving no room for confusion as to her intent.

Parking her car near their entrance and far from the busy boulevard where prying eyes might see her vehicle, the two women made the short walk through the entrance and to their home for the next few hours.

After locking the door behind them, Tess turned, smiling at Madge sitting, now, on the edge of the bed, Madge's eyes ablaze with excitement, her tongue licking across her lips in anticipation, a slight gasp escaping from her lips when Tess pulled her top off and over her head, Tess' breasts bouncing slightly as they became free of clothing.

Tess slipped her jeans from her hips, stepping towards the visibly excited Madge. With both hands, Tess pulled Madge's top from her, her fingers quickly undoing and removing the expensive, lacy bra, freeing Madge's breasts as well. Gently pulling Madge to her feet afterwards, Tess undid Madge's skirt and dropped it to the floor for Madge to step out of, bending down to one knee afterwards and placing her mouth over Madge's damp panties to nuzzle and mouth. Tess loved the warmth her mouth felt, loved the flowery scent wafting from Madge's cunt.

There was no hesitation, no second thoughts from Madge as she allowed Tess to lay her down onto the bed, on her back, her arms wrapping around Tess' torso as they locked their lips together in a passionate kiss. Madge moved her legs apart so that Tess' leg and knee could slip between them, Madge's hips moving in a slow grind, rubbing her ever-so-needful pussy against Tess' leg and knee.

They didn't rush the foreplay between them, both women loving the feel of the other to their hands, fingers, and tongues as they explored each other lustfully, wantonly, neither wishing to rush the moment. Each woman removed the panties from the other, both finding their partner's slit with their probing fingertips after resuming their kissing of each other, a slight gasp escaping from Madge when Tess' finger began rubbing circles on her clitoris.

Taking her time, almost as if she was tortuing Madge, Tess made love to Madge's tits, biting, licking, sucking on her lover's nipples, Madge's legs and hips squirming under Tess' body in need, her coos and moans clearly showing desire and pent up need for physical release.

And when Madge thought that she could stand no more teasing, when she thought she would burst from the foreplay with this coed, she felt Tess' expert mouth and tongue descend onto her very wet pussy, the feeling bringing an elongated loud moan of joy at the feel of the twenty-year old's mouth and tongue on her sex.

Her first climax happened within seconds of Tess' mouth on her pussy, the speed surprising them both as she humped her pussy against Tess' cunnilingus of her snatch, her hands gripping Tess' head tightly as her hips moved quickly back and forth on Tess' tongue.

"Aaaah, Mother of God.....Sweet, fucking Jesus," Madge cried into their room, loudly, filling the room with its plaintive cry of orgasmic release.

The first one over with now, Tess made long, delicious oral love to the married woman in their bed, her own need and desire for climax building within her. Tess allowed Madge a few more climaxes, each, seemingly, better and more intense than the previous, each bringing forth cries of joy. And when Tess felt Madge urging her from between her legs, pulling Tess, almost frantically, up from between her legs, she allowed it to happen, a trail of wetness from her chest to her own pubes as she slid her body across the slickness of Madge's pussy lips.

Straddling Madge's head between her knees on the bed, she loved the feel of Madge's fingers digging into her firm ass-cheeks, pulling her pussy towards the awaiting mouth that was practically begging for a taste of Tess.

Tess gave Madge all she wanted of her pussy, riding the woman's mouth and tongue to several needed explosions of orgasm, each shaking Tess more than the one before, the sounds from Madge's excited eating of Tess loud in the hotel room.

There was little rest for them, neither tiring of the feel and taste of the other and in their last sex-play of the night, they slowly enjoyed each other in a delightful sixty-nine, a position that Tess truly loved, each climaxing multiple times as they ate each other's pussies with abandon.

It was near midnight when the two lovers left the rented room of the hotel to return to Tess' car, both looking as if they had just fucked each other's brains out and neither caring how they looked at the moment.

They stayed silent on the short, five minute drive to retrieve Madge's car back at the coffee shop, their hands holding on to the other's, small, soft caresses of fingers to each other's hand in their own.

"You do know that I want to see you again, I hope," Madge said to Tess, finally breaking the silence of the car, "This can't be just a one-time thing with us, I hope you know that."

"I do," Tess said in reply, turning in the seat to face Madge, stroking her fingers lightly down the side of the married woman's face.

"You do want to see me again, don't you?" Madge asked, fishing in hopes that Tess felt the same way.

"As often as our schedules allow, as often as you can get away from your husband," Tess said further, making Madge's heart swell with gladness that this twenty-year old found her worthy, found her desirable.

"Thank you. Thank you for this night. Thank you for reminding me what sexual pleasure is all about," Madge said softly, her own fingers now tracing along Tess' cheekbones, trailing across Tess' lips, Madge's juices visible around their edges.

"You know how to reach me," Tess said finally, kissing Madge goodnight sweetly, soft lips upon soft lips.

Waiting to ensure that Madge had no car trouble, Tess waved her fingers back at Madge as her married consort drove away, Madge's smile beaming in the dark night.

Driving back to her house, Tess smiled to herself, the smell of Madge's pussy still fresh to her nostrils as it wafted from Tess' lips, the adrenalin still pumping through her body from the wrongness of it all, this tryst with a married woman in a rented hotel room, her soul at peace with the rightness of it all, at the same time...



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 12



"Wow."

That was all that Jo could say in reaction to the story that Tess had just related to her as they chatted on the Skype connection. Jo was still overseas but now in Kuwait, awaiting her orders to return to the States, but safe, now.

What Tess had told her was the 'true' story of John Brown's death, Miriam's husband, Hope's father. The public story was that he suffered a massive coronary upon returning from a business trip after walking into his home, dropping dead in the foyer of their house. True enough, he did die from a massive heart attack but what was not public was what caused his heart to explode.

What had happened to the roly-poly gnome that was John Brown was when he returned, early, from that business trip, he caught his wife, Miriam, with three of her teenaged lovers having sex in his living room. The last thing that John Brown's eyes registered was his wife on her knees before his couch, a young man fucking his wife, doggy style, while she, his wife, sucked the cock of a second young man as she expertly stroked the hard, thick cock of a third young man sitting on the couch.

"And, you're sure that's what really happened?" Jo asked Tess as they viewed each other on their computer's screens.

"Jo, that's what Miriam, herself, confessed to me the night of his burial," Tess explained, adding, "I guess she felt the need to tell someone, to confess her big sin, I suppose," her voice betraying uncertainty as to why Miriam told her this.

They, the neighbors, the few family members that had attended Mr. Brown's services, had gathered at the Brown's home afterwards to express condolences and the like as with most funerals. As the crowd of well-wishers thinned, it was soon just Tess and Miriam, Hope having gone to bed aided by a sedative administered by Chris, Tess' step-mom who, it will be remembered, is a doctor.

"I mean, once she started sharing the true story, it flowed from her as if a dam had burst," Tess explained further to Jo, "So, I listened and gave her what comfort I could but, shit, I didn't really need to hear that and sure as shit, Hope never needs to know the truth of that night."

"True 'dat, baby; sad story but as out of shape as he was and, as overweight as he was, he was a time bomb ticking down anyway, only a matter of time," Jo said to Tess, the truth of that observation causing them both to nod in agreement.

"My time is up, baby," Jo said to her step-sis, "talk again in a couple of days?"

"You bet; we'll be moved in and should have our internet connection up and running by then. Love you!" Tess said to her Jo as they exchanged air-kisses with each other, signing off afterwards.....

The summer semester was over, Becks had graduated but, in a move that nobody saw coming, Becks and her married lover had run off together, causing a bit of drama for Tess and Jean to deal with. Becks' dad took back the title of the house that he had deeded to Becks as a pre-graduation gift when the truth came out about Becks and her married girlfriend.

Apologizing to Tess and Jean about placing them in a position that required them to find other living arrangements, he helped them secure a small,two story, two bedroom bungalow near the college as he prepared to sell the big house, using his connections in real estate to do so.

It was going to be okay, both Jean and Tess thought about the move, they would be fine as they prepared to enter their Senior year in a few weeks when the Fall semester started.

Jamming her Summer school schedule with as many hours as she could, Tess had herself positioned to graduate college early, two semesters early to be exact. At the urging of Dr. Willie, she had already started her application for Graduate School, her acceptance a done-deal since Dr. Willie and Dr. Bea co-chaired the Graduate program for the College of History at their school.

Oh, she had the grades, did Tess, and on that alone, she would probably be accepted anyway, but, having an 'inside track' was never a bad thing in Academia.

As far as her social life was concerned, it was practically non-existent that Summer, her class-load and work load as the profs' student assistant, taking much of her time. She and Madge, Tess' own married lover, still saw each other as circumstances allowed and, in fact, Tess' older lover had become a semi-regular fixture at the old Victorian house that Tess shared with Becks and Jean that summer whenever Madge's husband was safely away on his business trips.

It was only a matter of time, one could suppose but, eventually, Jean joined them in hot, steamy threesomes when the occasion presented itself from time to time. For Madge, it was all coming up roses she thought, having two young coeds to pleasure, and, to pleasure her.

Win-win was Madge's feelings about that, never, seemingly, able to sate her desire of their young pussies. Even better, for Madge, was that if Tess or Jean weren't available for play, the other usually was, apparently no jealousies between the two coeds about sharing her pussy. It was all good for the thirty-six year old married woman as far as she was concerned.

Jean's social life had suffered from her loaded-up class schedule as Tess' had, so having Madge available at the drop of a pair of panties, so to speak, served Jean well.

There would be no 2nd Annual All-Girls Soiree this year, sadly, the new living space shared by Tess and Jean being too small for such an event. There were many other coeds as saddened by that fact as Jean and Tess were.

As the semester moved along that Fall, both of the Amigoes buried themselves in their classwork or, more correctly stated, were buried by the loads they carried that Fall.

Logging off of Skype after her weekly late night phone call with Jo (ten hours time difference), Tess found herself unable to sleep, her Skype time with Jo having made her lonely for the touch and taste of her step-sis. Jean was out on a rare date and Madge was unavailable because of her husband being home so, out of boredom more than anything else, Tess roamed the personals of Craigslist for her city seeking masturbation fodder for her grist mill.

"seeking nsa play.young is good." the 'catch-line' of the ad stated. Clicking on the ad, Tess read further.

"Traveling sales exec seeks young, but legal, playmate. I don't want to fall in love, I just want to make love with younger lez, not bi, not curious; you must already know that you like pussy, I do. Your pic gets mine. ps. I'm married but he won't know."

Hmmph.

Seems to be a lot of unsatisfied married women out there, Tess thought in the moment.

Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, Tess thought as she composed a short reply and attaching a lingerie pic that did not show her face but did, in marvelous detail, show her toned body in a lacy bra and skimpy panties. 

This particular pic had been taken by Miriam, Mrs. Brown, of Tess during a session in Miriam's home studio. Tess had lot of pics of her taken by Miriam, both nude and semi-nude, the photos able to stand alone as works of art, on her laptop.

Clicking send, Tess then navigated to a lesbian free porn site and masturbated her relief of her lonliness that night, falling asleep with a smile on her face, afterwards.

"Loved the pic, thanks. Would you be up for a drink in my suite, at my hotel, to talk? To see if we click? Hope so. Hope you like my pic as well."

Clicking on the attachment, it opened a R-rated pic of a woman, on the slender side, with a cute face, short Auburn hair, and nice looking boobs from what Tess could see. Had no idea of age but Tess thought her to be mid-thirties to early forties.

Tess thought about it a few minutes, that's all, before replying in the positive about the date, asking for the poster to pick a time after six'ish and the name of her hotel with room number. Clicking send, off the reply flew into that magical world of cyber-space. Gathering her backpack and laptop, Tess left for her day of classes, wondering about the married women she's run into in her life and their love of other females. 

"Seven? Tonight? I can't wait." was the short reply but with another attachment. Clicking onto the icon, a 'phone-pic' showed a naked female body with firm breasts and trimmed bush, the reflection of the flash blotting out any facial details.

Grinning, Tess sent her mystery date another pic, totally naked in an incredibly sexy pose. Clicking send, Tess thought she detected a bit of a warm shudder from her privates, bringing a wry smile to her face.

After showering, Tess dressed after picking out lingerie and a skirt/blouse combo that simply made her look so very fuckable and, after all, that was the point of it all, wasn't it? 

Driving to the hotel, Tess decided that she liked fucking married women who were cheating; liked the danger and thrill of the assignation, and wondering if she was a really a 'sicko' she decided that she really didn't give a fuck if she was.

"Hi."

"Hi, I'm Tess."

"Please, come in...." Syl, said, giving Tess an appreciative look, her eyes and smile a clear indication that she liked what she saw.

"I'm Sylvia, but, call me Syl," extending her hand to Tess in greeting. Taking the hand in hers, Tess brazenly held it and moving close to Syl, leaned in and gave her a soft, teasing kiss to her lips.

"Mmmmmm, that was nice," Syl remarked, her eyes staring hard into Tess', the corner of her mouth lifted in a one-sided grin, a leering grin, at that.

"Like a drink? You are old enough to drink, aren't you?" Syl asked as she walked to the bar area of her suite.

"Not really. Won't be twenty-one for a few months but doesn't stop me from drinking," Tess replied with a chuckle.

"I could use a stiff martini...have one with me?" Syl asked, reaching for the Gin and Vermouth bottles, her eyebrow arching in question.

"Yep. Like a well-made martini," Tess answered as she dropped onto one of the two barstools in front of the small wet-bar.

"Perfect. Two 'tinis coming up," Syl responded, proceeding to do her thing in making them.

"So, Tess," Syl said when taking the other barstool, next to Tess', "How long have you been doing girls?"

"Girls? Since I was fourteen; Women? Since I was sixteen," Tess answered honestly.

"Ahh, a friend's mother, I would guess?" Syl pried.

"Yep. About a year after I did the daughter first, though," Tess replied with a bit of a chuckle.

"You're not the least bit shy or bashful, are you?" Syl correctly observed.

"Nor are you," Tess responded as the smooth martini slid down her throat, excellent and strong she thought, "your post was very straight forward, reason I answered it."

"Life's too short to play games," Syl responded, trailing a long nail down the side of Tess' face, down her neck, pausing only a second or two before continuing to trace a line across the swell of Tess' tits through the vee of her blouse.

"I agree," Tess said, not stopping Syl as the married woman cupped her hand over Tess' boobs, one at a time, mumurring appreciatively while doing so.

"So, you don't have a problem that I'm twice your age?" Syl asked, her hand now on Tess' thigh, her fingers creeping slowly under Tess' short skirt.

"Uh-uh, like playing with older women, like that they are into their thing, not needing to play games, knowing what they want," Tess answered, her snatch starting to warm up from Syl's expert touches.

"Doesn't bother you that I'm married, that I'm looking for a fuck-buddy when I come to town?" Syl probed further, her hand under Tess' skirt, her fingertips tracing the outline of Tess' thong.

"Not my problem, its yours to handle, don't care at all," Tess replied, downing the rest of her martini and reaching for the back of Syl's head with her hand.

Pulling Syl close, Tess kissed Syl, their mouths opening at once, their tongues fighting with the other immediately, Syl's fingertips now under Tess' thong, rubbing circles over her mons.

"'Nother 'tini?" Syl asked when they broke their kiss, "you know, to help us relax?" 

"That'd be fine," Tess answered, walking over to the sliding patio doors that led out onto a balcony that overlooked the University across the boulevard from the hotel.

"Anything you don't do, sexually, Tess?" Syl asked, handing Tess her drink.

"Guys." was the short answer.

"Oooooh, leaves a lot of territory to cover, doesn't it, sweet-thing?" Syl replied, her leering smile even more so, now.

Downing her martini quickly, Tess set the glass down on an end table. Tess turned and walked back into the main room of the suite, removing her top, then her skirt as she did so. letting them fall to the floor behind her as she walked slowly to the small wet bar. She turned towards Syl, letting Syl gaze upon her near nakedness in the bra and thong that simply cried out that the wearer wanted to be fucked.

While keeping her eyes locked with Tess, Syl removed her blouse and skirt, letting them join Tess' garments on the suite's floor, her breasts inviting in the pushup bra, the outline of her slit visable against her tight silk briefs.

"Lock the door, Tess, I think it's time for us to fuck," Syl directed, walking towards the bedroom just off the main room of the suite.

"I think you're right," Tess agreed, locking the door then following Syl into the bedroom.

They got onto the bed from different sides, their eyes locked and burning with lust, both women knee-walking on the bed, meeting in the middle.

With her hand gripping the back of Tess' hair tightly, Syl pulled Tess' mouth to hers, kissing Tess hard, her mouth almost gnawing as she drove her tongue deep into Tess' mouth. Pulling her lips from Tess', Syl bit down on the coed's bottom lip, hard, as if she were going to chew it off.

"Sometimes, I like it a little rough, that a problem?" Syl hissed, her lips hovering over Tess'.

"Not for me," Tess replied, undoing Syl's bra at the same time, throwing it to the floor of the bedroom with one hand, her other hand cupping Syl's breast, squeezing it hard, dropping her mouth onto the nipple and biting down upon it, drawing a gasp of pain/pleasure from Syl's lips.

Almost throwing Syl onto the bed with a push, Tess got on top of the woman, her hands and mouth busily attacking Syl's breasts, as Syl undid, then removed Tess' bra, tossing it to the floor to join hers.

"Harder, you can bite me harder," Syl commanded between gasps of pleasure as Tess bit and chewed on Syl's breasts, knowing that, in the morning, Syl will have major hickies on her tits. As she did as asked and increased the pressure of her bites to Syl's tits and nipples, Tess had her knee pushed hard against Syl's pussy, the juices sliming Tess' kneecap through Syl's silk panties as Syl humped her pussy against Tess' knee.

Sucking and biting on the older woman's breasts with a ferocity driven by the moment, Tess slipped her hand between their bodies, under the thin silk material of Syl's panties. Slipping two fingers into Syl's pussy, wet and slick with the woman's juices, Tess began finger-fucking Syl, each thrust of her fingers bringing small cries of acceptance from Syl's lips.

Pulling off Syl's panties, roughly, Tess had her mouth onto Syl's pussy quickly, noting how large the outer lips were, almost like butterfly wings, Tess thought as she took one into her mouth, between her teeth, pulling as if trying to rip it from Syl's body.

"OH.....MY......GOD....." Syl's voice screamed as Tess performed cunnilingus upon the woman, doing things with her mouth and tongue that Syl had never experienced in her forty-one years on this earth. Syl had been eating pussy and playing with females since she was a High School student, had been with women so many times that she long ago stopped counting. But, this one, this Tess person, was doing things with her mouth that Syl didn't know was possible, making Syl damned near crazy with lust and desire for more and more.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh," Syl cried loudly when her orgasm rolled over her body, causing Syl to buck and thrust her hips against Tess' mouth so violently that the backboard of the bed banged the wall of the bedroom loudly.

Letting Syl's orgasmic shudders ebb, Tess continued licking and sucking Syl's pussy in post-climax play, but gently now, lovingly now, the complete opposite of her rough oral assault that brought Syl to orgasm in the first place.

"Up here...now...I have to have you, I need to taste you, now, please......" Syl's plaintive voice begged Tess as she pulled Tess from between her legs to lay on her back, Syl sliding her body on top of Tess' as she sucked on Tess' firm tits.

Driving her tongue deeply into Tess' mouth, Syl's hand was clamped on the young coed's breast, squeezing hard, her fingers pinching the thick, hard nipple, bringing a gasp of pain and pleasure to Tess' mouth, smothered by the older woman's own. Breaking the kiss, Syl slowly slid her body down Tess', sucking, licking and biting, leaving trails of redness and wetness, her hands pulling Tess' thong from the coed's gorgeous body.

Feeling Tess' heels on her back, trapping her between the coed's legs, Syl lowered her mouth to Tess' sweet-smelling cunt, moans of lustful contentment making Tess' pussy-lips vibrate in the woman's mouth.

"Mmmmmm, ooommmmmmm," Syl cooed, the sound muffled by her mouth locked onto Tess' pussy, the taste driving Syl into a feeding frenzy it would seem to anyone watching as the older ate the younger in that bedroom on that night.

Gripping Syl's head by her hair, Tess pulled and held the woman's mouth to her pussy as she humped against it, her hips moving fast with excitement of her building orgasm, now.

"MOTHER FUCKER!!!" Tess suddenly screamed when she exploded, her juices flooding Syl's mouth who happily, hungrily tried to suck them from Tess' snatch, both of them producing primal, animal sounds of satisfaction.

When Tess' body stopped quaking, Syl crawled to lay on top of Tess, kissing her gently, lovingly, which Tess returned, her hands frantically holding onto and rubbing the woman's body as they kissed each other for what seemed like hours.

Finally breaking their kiss to each other, Syl flopped off of Tess' body, rolling to lay next to her on the bed, the sheets damp with their sex sweat, their smell of sex permeating the bedroom of the suite.

As if their minds were linked, now, they held each other in post-sex embrace, each nibbling on the other with small bites, some soft, some hard, all producing pleasure for both women.

"Shower with me?" Syl asked as she slipped from Tess' arms to stand next to the bed, her legs still a bit shaky from their torrid lovemaking.

"Yes, just what I was thinking," Tess replied, finding her own legs a bit shaky as well when she stood, feeling a bit light-headed at the same time.

They took turns on their knees, pleasuring each other in the shower as the mulit-jets of hot water pulsed on their bodies. Pushing Syl against the water-slick glass wall of the shower, Tess sucked Syl's full breasts as her fingers fucked the woman's pussy furiously, lifting the woman to her tiptoes in enjoyment, bringing her to an orgasm so wrenching that she was almost sobbing with joy, lustful joy that Syl didn't want to end.

Standing next to the sex-wrecked bed, Tess put on her top and skirt, stuffing her bra and thong into her leather clutch catch-all bag, her eyes taking in Syl's sexy nakedness. Reaching and pulling Syl closer to her, Tess bent down and kissed Syl while her fingers pinched Syl's already red, hard nipples, producing a shudder and moan as the pain reached Syl's brain cells.

Red welts of teeth marks were all over Syl's torso, tits, and thighs, making Tess wonder how Syl would explain that to her husband. Oh well, Tess thought further, not my problem; Syl wanted to get fucked tonight and get fucked she did.





1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 12



They exchanged phone numbers, and with one last, long kiss of goodnight, Tess left the older woman still in her bed, making sure the hotel door locked shut behind her, then walking to the elevator to go home.

Re-running the night through her mind as she drove home, Tess' pussy would not quit tingling, would not shut down from its excitement. Tess enjoyed the night of rough sex with Syl, no doubt about it, her mind not able to shut itself off as she entered the bungalow that she shared with Jean.

Walking past Jean's room, across the hallway from her own, Jean's door was opened, Jean's naked body laying on top of her sheets, asleep. Tess stopped, staring at Jean's firm ass as Jean lay on her on her stomach. Stripping out of her clothes in her room, Tess reached into her nightstand drawer, retrieving her strap-on device and slipped it onto her body. Changing the screw-on dildo to one that was more slender, she lubed it with an anti-biotic lubricant, making sure it was slick. 

Crawling into Jean's bed, Tess woke her housemate with gentle, loving kisses to Jean's back and shoulders, Jean murmurring and cooing when she realized that it wasn't a dream, that Tess was indeed in bed with her.

"Still horny, baby?" Jean questioned dreamingly as she awoke from her sleep.

Lifting her mouth and tongue from between Jean's ass-cheeks, Tess' fingers holding them apart for her to lick up and down, she answered, "Yeah, I am, sweetie, and I so want to fuck you in the ass, baby."

"Mmmmmm, I'd like that, baby, I really would," Jean replied, just the mention of her being fucked in the ass getting her horny motor running at full speed. Lifting her ass to Tess, Jean assumed the kneeling position, small sounds of anticipation from her mouth. 

Kneeling between Jean's legs, Tess positioned the cock-head at Jean's puckered hole, and slowly, she slipped it into Jean's asshole, which brought a grunt, then a moan of pleasure as Tess began pounding Jean's ass harder and harder.

"Harder, fuck me harder, make me cum," Jean cried to her housemate/lover/mistress, both of her hands gripping onto the sheets tightly. Dropping from her knees so that her clit could feel the friction of the sheet rubbing against it as Tess' thrusts moved her mons back and forth, Jean buried her mouth onto her pillow, biting, moaning loudly as Tess pounded her ass.

"Sweet fucking Jesus," Jean cried out when the climax bitch-slapped her hard, shaking her body mightedly. And, barely giving Jean time to recover from her rocked world, Tess ripped the strap-on harness from her body, flipping Jean onto her back, and quickly sat on Jean's face.

"Eat me, make me cum, now, baby, now," Tess commanded, her hips already moving her pussy back and forth across Jean's mouth and tongue, Jean trying her very best to keep up.

Possibly a world record for Tess, the speed in which her orgasm came to her. Rocking her pussy back and forth in after-play, Tess felt the andrenalin leaving her body, and realizing that she was suddenly feeling exhausted, she fell over onto Jean's bed next to her friend, her tears starting to flow almost immediately.

Taking Jean into her arms, Tess smothered her with sweet kisses, tears streaming from her eyes as she begged Jean to forgive her rough treatment of her, begged Jean not to hate her because of how she had attacked her just then.

"Shh, Shhh, it's okay, Tess, it's really okay, baby, please don't cry, please....I don't hate you, I could never hate you," Jean replied as she tried to console Tess with these words, both relaxing, the drama of the moment ending.

"Don't know what got you so cranked up but, have to say, I didn't mind your wake-up call at all, sweetie," Jean said as she held onto Tess tightly, her hand smoothing Tess' tousled hair lovingly.

"Can I sleep with you tonight, baby?," Tess asked, her body melting against her housmate, Jean's stroking of her hair soothing her to no end.

"Anytime, baby, anytime," Jean answered soothingly, cradling Tess tightly in her arms.....



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 13



"Seriously Jo?, Three weeks?" Tess asked her step-sis on their weekly Skype call to each other.

"Yep. Final assignment paper work is in the mill as we speak. I'll be back stateside before Christmas and will have some leave before I have to report," Jo told her sister-lover.

"Super! Can't wait to see you, baby!" Tess exclaimed excitedly.

"Me either. In fact, I'm thinking of flying to you first so that we can have a few days to chill before you drive home for the holidays, and I'll make the drive home with you from school, if that's cool," Jo said further.

"Seriously? You're asking if I want to hang with you? You're really asking that stupid question?" Tess replied.

"Well, you know, with all of those married chicks beating down your door these days, didn't want to get in the way of your social life," Jo jokingly replied. 

Of course she knew of Tess' recent and frequent romps with married women and, while she cautioned Tess to be careful about fooling around with cheating, married women as an older sib would do, she also wasn't being judgmental; neither of the step-sibs ever being that with each other about their love lives, or more accurately, their fuck-lives.

"Everbody else has to get in line behind you, babe, you know that," Tess said to her step-sis, holding her bare breasts in both hands, squeezing them, fondling them for Jo's benefit through the Skype video connection.

Their last few video chats had been like that, Tess naked, or partially so, for her sis' enjoyment. All of the computers in the media center at Jo's base had screen-shields so that other soldiers couldn't see their neighbor's screen as they chatted with loved ones at home. Plenty of military wives, girlfriends, and husbands/boyfriends showing their soldiers plenty of flesh as a desperate attempt to keep the home fires burning for each other, so to speak. Add the mic/headset to the mix and you 'almost' had a modicum of privacy.

"Can't wait to come home, Tess, can't wait to see you, sis," Jo said in a lonesome, yearning tone, her eyes smoldering with desire as she watched her step-sis fondle herself for Jo's benefit.

It'd be something for Jo to take with her back to her cramped, but private, military quarters after their call, something for Jo to think about when in her bed, alone, pleasuring herself for physical relief at night. Jo hadn't been with another woman in over a year. Oh sure, she could've when she was in the 'Stans', Afghanistan, or Pakistan, plenty of opportunity to indulge had she wanted. But, Jo wasn't going to risk being outed in the military, perferring to ignore the come-ons from some of her fellow military women who weren't quite as discrete about their sexual proclivities. No, she'd wait until coming home, the need to be discrete while in the military being a real concern.

"Soon enough, baby, soon enough," Tess said with conviction.

"Time's almost up, sis, so what's your plan for the weekend?" Jo asked.

"Ah, I told mom (Chris, her step-mom, Jo's birth mother) I'd show the daughter of the Franks around campus while she's here for the All-State Orchestra's Concert at the Campus." The Franks were friends of their parents and their daughter was a High School Senior who was planning on attending Tess' school after graduation.

"Well, good luck with that; okay, got to go...love ya, sis," Jo said in goodbye.

"Back 'atcha, Jo," Tess replied and exchanging air kisses, the step-sibs signed off from the call.

Tess logged off of her laptop, and turning off her lights, climbed into bed to go to sleep. But, of course, that didn't happen, her mind 'busy' thinking about her courses, her sis, her 'baby-sitting' duties on Saturday, tossing and turning in her bed.

The daughter, Megan, celebrated her eighteenth birthday a week ago, according to Chris, and Tess' school was the last stop on the orchestra's three-college tour. And, Chris went on to say, the Franks, Mrs. Franks, really, thought it to be a grand idea if Tess could show Megan around the campus on that Saturday and Megan could ride home with Tess on Sunday, for the Thanksgiving Holidays.

All necessary permissions had been given, Tess was told, and all she had to do was pick up Megan at the band's hotel on Saturday morning.

Yippee-fucking-do, thought Tess, but answered, instead, "Sure mom, be glad to; the Franks know that we'll have Sunday night on the road and won't be home 'til Monday, right?"

"Yes, they do.....Tess, I really appreciate you doing this for them, I mean, you know she's their only child and, well, I'm sure you know how important Megan's happiness is to them," Chris said to her step-daughter.

"Yeah, mom, I get it....not a problem, okay? I'll give you a call when we get to a hotel on Sunday night, okay?" Tess replied, saying goodbye afterwards.

Yep, that's how it went and there was no way around it or out of it, Tess thought as she tossed about in her bed, restless.

Well, wasn't but one thing to do, Tess decided, and in a routine that both house-mates used when sleep wouldn't come, Tess walked across the hall to her house-mate's room, finding Jean sitting up in bed, reading from a textbook.

"Hey!" Jean said with a smile.

"Can't sleep," Tess grumbled as she got into Jean's bed, laying herself out next to Jean.

"Let me finish this chapter, and I'll take care of you, okay, baby?" Jean said, reaching with her hand to slip it under Tess' panties, her fingers softly rubbing Tess' pussy a second later while she returned to her reading.

"Yeaaah, that feels good...." Tess said in answer, her eyes closed as she responded to Jean's practiced touch, sighing her pleasure.

Finishing the last page of the chapter, Jean quietly closed her book, placed it on the floor next to the bed and turned off the lamp. Rolling over towards Tess, Jean slipped off Tess' panties, tossing them to the floor. Kissing Tess sweetly, tenderly, she began slowly fingering her house-mate. Jean pulled her lips from Tess', sliding her body until she was between Tess' legs. Lowering her gorgeous boobs until her nipple brushed against Tess' aroused clitoris, Jean rubbed her hard nipple back and forth across Tess' clit, the friction getting both women aroused.

Dropping her mouth to her house-mate's pussy, Jean did what she now did best. She ate pussy, she ate Tess' pussy for an awfully long, delicious time, causing Tess to tire quickly from her orgasms as a result of Jean's cunnilingus, Tess' body quaking and shaking with each one.

Cradling Tess to her body afterwards, Jean kissed the top of Tess' head, knowing that when she, Jean, couldn't sleep, Tess would do the same for her.

That's what friends do for each other, right?....

"Tess! Tess! Over here," the blonde-haired girl called from a conversation nook of the Hotel's large lobby. Turning, Tess spied Megan as the High Schooler waved at Tess. 

"Hey Megan, great to see ya'," Tess said as they exchanged hugs of greetings.

"Hey Megan, is that your date for tonight?" one of the girls near where Megan had been standing called out, the girl's tone clearly teasing and mean-streaked.

"Fuck off, Claire....Aren't you late for your weekly date to blow the football team?" Megan responded in a not-so-teasing-way, "And don't foget your knee-pads this time, sweetie, you know how chapped your knees can get when you service the boys."

Megan's remark caused the cat-call girl to blush immediately, the hate in her eyes sending bolts of destruction towards Megan. Blowing out a gasp of exasperated air, the cat-call girl turned on her heels and stormed out of the lobby amid laughter from several band-mates who were standing nearby and had heard the exchange between the two, obviously, non-friends.

"Wow! Well, that shut her up," Tess remarked as she took one of Megan's bags in her hand, leading them to the front door exit. Stopping to speak with a chaperon at the large tour bus parked under the hotel canopy, Megan's name was checked and cleared, the chaperon wishing Megan good luck with her campus tour.

"Bitch!" Megan spit out as they continued their walk to Tess' Beemer, "She got mad because, what I said to her?, about her?, is the worse kept secret at school."

"Ouch," Tess remarked, "So, she's the team's punch-board?"

"Pretty much.....her and a couple of others at school," Megan replied, her anger lessening with each passing second.

"Always have the jock groupies at every school," Tess said in way of conversation.

"Yeah, I suppose...." Megan conceded, "Sad, if you ask me," stopping when Tess' trunk lid popped up as they neared the car.

"So what was she ragging on you about?" Tess asked further, more than a little curious about the 'date' remark from cat-call girl.

"Oh...when we were freshman we played 'spin-the-bottle' at a house party one night and on my turn, the bottle stopped on one of the guys. So, I closed my eyes and pursed my lips for my kiss, right? Bitch pushed the guy out of the way and laid a 'frenchie' on me while one of her cunt-friends snapped phone-pics of she and I kissing. When I heard everybody laughing, I opened my eyes and saw it was her! and everybody else was laughing at the joke." Megan explained as she got into Tess' car, "Ever since then, she always teases me about being a lez and shit like that."

"Don't sweat it, Megan; High School crap doesn't mean shit, blow it off, sweetie," Tess counseled the teenager as she started her car, backed out, and turned towards campus.

"Yeah, I know...So, how's it going with you?" Megan asked to change the subject, "Big-ass College Senior, huh? Must be great!"

"Finally," Tess laughingly agreed,"So ready to graduate next semester," the upcoming Spring semester, her reference.

"Anyplace to grab some coffee?" Megan asked as Tess turned onto the main drive into her campus.

"Great place for coffee," Tess confirmed as she pulled into a parking lot near the quad.

They sat inside the Coffee Hut because of the chilly November air, catching each other up on the past few years since Tess had been away at college.

"So, the Science School and just a general tour of campus?" Tess asked Megan after hearing of Megan's interests and plans for college.

"Yeah, that'd be wonderful; can't thank you enough for doing this, Tess, really appreciate it," Megan said to Tess, "And? Maybe? A little of the non-classroom college scene?" Megan asked further, her face and raised eyebrows showing hopefulness.

"Well, we'll see," Tess answered, rising to leave the Hut to begin the tour with Megan.

"Awwww, Tess, Please??? I can't do shit at home with my uptight parents breathing down my neck and as far as boys are concerned? I mean, come on, look at me, who's going to beat down my door?" Megan pleaded, her low self-esteem glowing like a Vegas neon sign.

Megan was around Tess' height, five-eigth'ish, lanky, slender, probably could use ten or so pounds on her frame to make her look less so. She had a swimmer's body with broad shoulders and small boobs and was a key part of a couple of the swim club's relay teams. She'd never make the Olympics as a swimmer, or anything athletic, but she could play the Cello like a master, earning first chair with the Honor Orchestra that year.

"Come on, please, please, Tess?" Megan pleaded again.

"We'll see, okay? Now, let's start over here," Tess answered, leading her charge on the walkway across the Quad to the Science buildings, across campus.

They were done with the campus in about two hours and, with Tess as a tour guide, they did a drive-around of the city, the rural countryside and the foothills nearby.

"There you have it, Megan, the fifty-cent tour of what college life will sorta' be about," Tess said as they left the hamburger stand, where they had lunched, for Tess' house.

"Like the campus and all," Megan replied, "Might not be a bad place for a few years after all."

"Good, let's head for the house and see what's shaking with the house-mate and we'll figure out something to do tonight, okay?" Tess said in reply....

"Throw your stuff in my room for now, we'll figure out sleeping arrangements later, Meg; okay if I call you Meg?" Tess said to Megan after reaching the top of the stairs and pointing to the open door of her room.

"Yeah, sure, most people do," Meg replied, laying her two small bags in the corner of Tess' bedroom, admiring the large king-sized bed and the four-poster headboard and footboard.

"Listen, I want to jump into the shower before Jean gets home and hogs all the hot water. I'll point you to the TV room and if you can't find anything to watch, we have loads of movies on the shelves," Tess said as she led Meg downstairs to the den/living room/TV room.

"Yeah, that's fine, go ahead and do your thing, I'll be fine," Meg replied with a smile.

Tess showered, shampooed, dried and dressed in record time for her, not wanting to leave her charge alone for too long. Bouncing down the stairs, she stopped on the middle landing, her face suddenly screwing-up in an 'Oh Shit!' expression.

Walking the rest of the way to where Meg was, Tess could clearly hear the familiar sounds of sex-noise coming from the TV. Peeking around the corner, Tess could see Meg sitting in the middle of the couch, her face intently watching the lesbian porn DVD playing on their system.

FUCK!! Tess shouted in her mind, berating herself for forgetting to take the damned DVD out after watching it the other night.

"Umm, Meg, Ummm, look, I'm sorry....I thought that was out of the player....aaahhhh shit! Meg, I'm sorry, just turn it off, okay?" Tess said, fumbling with her words, obviously.

"Oh no, it's okay, Tess....never watched porn before, much less Lesbian porn. Have to say, it's pretty interesting," Meg said to Tess but her eyes staying glued to the action on the screen.

"Yeah, but still....," the sound of the front door opening, cutting off her words.

"Hey Tess, how's it going, sweetie?" Jean's voice cried out when she walked through the door with one of her frequent fucks, one that Tess should know the name of but couldn't, for the life of her, ever remember.

Grabbing the remote from the coffee table quickly, Tess turned off the DVD, producing a surprised frown on Megan's face. Thinking quickly, Tess introduced Megan to Jean, leaving it to Jean to intro Di to Meg. 

Di! That was her name.

"So, what are you two guys up to tonight?" Jean cried out from the kitchen, returning to the others with four ice-cold beers in her hands, handing them out.

Looking at Meg, Tess was trying to decide whether or not to protest Jean giving her a beer when Meg took the decision away by taking a long pull at the Corona, clearly not her first time at drinking beer.

"Meg, look, I'm sorta' responsible for you until we get home on Monday; are you able to handle alcohol?" Tess asked, truly a little uncomfortable with it all.

"Tess? Seriously?" was all that Meg replied.

"Look, I'm jus' sayin'......aaaah fuck it; if you get hammered, I'm not cleaning up after you, hear me?" Tess conceded, tipping her bottle neck against Meg's in surrender.

"So, answer me, what have you guys got planned for tonight?" Jean persisted.

"Nada, zilch, nuttin' honey," Tess answered, "why?"

"Well, Di and I were just talking about the fact that's it's been forever since either one of us got fuck-faced drunk. We were thinking that this cold night would be a great night to stay in and play 'shots'; you guys up for it?" Jean said while plopping down onto Di's lap, Di sitting in one of the over-stuffed chairs of the room.

"Oooooh yeah, come on Tess, let's play 'shots'," Meg chimed in excitedly, the thought of playing a drinking game appealing to her since she didn't get a chance, at home, to do much drinking with the few friends that she had.

"Shots. You want to play shots?" Tess asked Meg, noticing that Meg was sorta' watching as Di casually stroked her hand up and down Jean's leg.

"Yeah...oh, come on, Tess; we'll be 'safe', in the house, no driving, it'll be fun," Meg persisted, her desire to be included in the college gals' game driving her pleas to Tess.

"Great!" Jean declared as if the decision was made, "I'll put some music on; Tess, get the cards, and Di, get the Tequila, we keep it in the freezer, to stay cold." 

"The freezer?" Di questioned as she walked into the kitchen to retrieve the cactus juice.

"Yeah," Tess called over her shoulder as she dug through the end table's drawer for a deck of cards, "Tequila's soooo much smoother when ice-cold," explaining it for Di.

The game was simple enough since the aim of the game was to get fall-down drunk; first one to pass out, loses. Not a particularly smart game but, hey!, they're college kids, okay?

Tess lost the first hand, her two of clubs being the low card in the turnover of the top cards from each player's pile of dealt cards. Grimacing as the Tequila slid down her throat, Tess did her shot to the cheers of the other three gals.

So it went for the next hour or so, the hoots and hollers getting drunkenly louder with each shot taken. Words began to be slurred after a half-hour and eyes drooping dreamingly on all four of the gals as they consumed their losing shots.

Have to say, the four young women held their own with the Tequila for much longer than one might think, but, in the end, the Tequila was winning the game as it usually does.

"Thish ish fuuuuun," Meg slurred after taking her shot, finishing the bottle by doing so. Giggling, Meg tried to stand but that wasn't going to happen, losing her balance and falling, Tess' arms able to stop her from hitting her head on the coffee table.

"You're drunk, you little sneaky slut," Tess laughingly said to Meg, all four gals laughing at Meg's fall, Tess, herself, feeling the effects of the cactus juice.

"I'm not shneaky," Meg protested, giggling with her head on Tess' shoulder, "Ooooh, look at them," Meg said, the words coming from her mouth slowly, her arm raised, finger pointing at Jean and Di rather unsteadily.

Lifting her head from where she had laid it to rest on top of Meg's head that was on her shoulder, Tess' bleary eyes took in the sight of Jean and Di drunkenly kissing each other, both of them having fallen to the living room floor, neither caring, or remembering, that they had an audience.

"Okay, time to put you to bed, but you're going to have to help me get you up," Tess said to Meg, her intention being a good one, the ability to stand without falling? not so much, Meg's unsteadiness causing them to fall back onto the couch.

"Fuck it!" Tess declared to Meg, "let's just rest for a few minutes and then we'll try it again."

"'K'," Meg slurred, her head spinning from the Tequila shots, her eyes still watching Jean and Di on the living room floor, half-closed, but, still watching as Jean, while still kissing Di, was now rubbing her hand over Di's boobs.

Tess and Meg continued to watch the other gals kiss and touch each other. Tess knew, somewhere in her fucked-up head, that she should get Meg outta' here, away from the live porno show going on in the living room. Knowing it and then being able to do anything about it?, well, that was different now wasn't it?

It was when Jean roughly pulled Di's shirt apart, lowering her mouth to suck on one of Di's nipples, that Tess snapped alert enough to try, again, to get Meg away from 'the show'.

"Come on, shweetie," Tess slurred, "Let's get you upstairs; I think we can do it this time," Tess said while hoping, really, that they could.

"Spoil-sport," Meg protested, "Let's watch some more, this is fun....." but, rising unsteadily, she allowed herself to be pulled to her feet, she and Tess weaving as they tried to find their balance.

"Yeah, yeah," Tess remarked as she led Meg to the stairs, both weaving unsteadily, stepping around Jean and Di's bodies as they continued to kiss and grope each other on the floor of the living room.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 13



Somehow they made it up the stairs, without falling, and into Tess' room. Her original plan had been that she'd let Meg sleep in her room and she'd sleep on the couch but, as drunk as she knew herself to be, there was no fucking way she'd be able to navigate the stairs again without hurting herself.

"Okay, look," Tess said, the words slurring a bit, her body weaving a bit, "We're just going to have to share my bed, okay? No fucking way I'm going to try to make it downstairs, okay?"

"'K'," Meg slurred in response, her hands fumbling to unbutton her top which only caused her to fall onto Tess' bed, backwards, when she lost her balance.

"Fuck," Meg said, "I can do this, I know I can," trying to rise from the bed but failing, falling back onto the bed, her body not responding to her desire to stand and undress herself.

"You are shtinking drunk," Tess laughingly said, "And sho am I," both girls erupting into drunken giggles at their obvious inability to perform the most basic functions of getting ready for bed.

"Jush a little...." Meg said, laughing as she heard her own voice.

"Here, I'll get it," Tess said as her hands reached for Meg's buttons to undo them for her. 

"'K'," was all that Meg could manage to muster in reply, surrendering herself to Tess to undress her since she, obviously, couldn't do crap at the moment.

Fumbling with the buttons, Tess was finally able to get Meg's top undone, flipping the top's halves open, revealing Meg's small breasts in her lacy bra. Moving her hands to Meg's jeans, Tess got them undone as well, though it took her a long time to do it. Pulling hard, Tess finally yanked Meg's jeans from her legs, letting them fall to the floor, revealing Meg's lacy briefs. Pulling Meg to sit up, she also managed to get Meg's top off, throwing it to the floor as well.

Falling back onto the bed after her top was removed, Meg felt her legs being lifted from the floor and onto the bed, Tess pulling Meg's head to lay on a pillow after she managed to get Meg's body onto the bed, fully.

"Okay!" Tess slurred, all proud of herself that she could do that. Staring down at Meg laying on her bed, Tess managed to get her own top and pants off of her body, only stumbling and losing balance twice while doing so. All the while as she undressed herself, Tess' eyes took in the teenager's body in the lacy underwear, a small spot of dampness showing on the High Schooler's briefs, Tess feeling a slight rush of heat between her legs.

Crawling over Meg's body, Tess flopped onto her back, the room and bed spinning as she lay there catching her breath from her exertion of effort. Crap, Tess thought, her head spinning, I haven't been this drunk in forever.

"Tessh?" Megan slurred.

"What?" Tess answered.

"I'm really drunk, Tesh," Meg slurred.

"Yesh, we are....I mean, yesh, you are," Tess agreed, giggling afterwards, Meg joining in the giggles.

"Can't tell mommy or daddy that you let me get drunk, Tessh, 'k'?" Meg said while stuggling to sorta' sit up, leaning on one elbow and looking down at Tess, noticing that Tess was braless, noting that Tess' boobs were gorgeous and much larger than her own.

"Oooooh no, thish is our little secret, Meg....shhhhh, mum's the word," Tess replied, giggling some more, and opening her eyes, Tess saw that Meg was staring at her naked boobs, her eyes half-closed and glazed over, but, staring, nevertheless.

It was at that moment that Meg felt herself weaving a bit on her one elbow that was supporting all of her weight, losing her balance. As if someone had simply pulled her elbow out from under her, Meg fell onto Tess, both of their foreheads knocking against the other when she landed.

"Owwww," both girls said at the same time which, of course, caused further giggling fits. Trying to push herself up and off of Tess, Meg pushed with her hand to lift herself up but failed, causing her to fall again but, this time, her head landed on Tess' pillow, next to Tess' head.

They laid there, Meg's face sorta' pressed against Tess' neck, Tess' subtle fragrance pleasing to Meg's senses, very pleasing, thought Meg for a nano-second, causing some strange stirrings within her that confused her alcohol-fueled mind.

Turning her head towards Megan's, Tess had to pull back a bit to that she could focus on the eighteen year-old's face, their noses touching afterwards, their Tequila-laced warm breath caressing each other's face, Meg's eyes still half-closed but a drunken, silly smile on her lips.

As if guided by some unseen force, as if it was a natural, reflexive action, Tess moved her head slightly forward and kissed Meg, lips closed, at first, but evolving into tender, open-mouthed kissing of each other. Surprisingly, Megan just sorta' went with it, not questioning Tess' mouth on hers, liking it, actually. Feeling familiar stirrings from her crotch, Tess pulled her lips from Megan's, a thin string of saliva breaking between them when she did.

"That was nice," Meg cooed, her lips pursed for more.

"We shouldn't do this," Tess protested, half-heartedly though, her voice low, her tone, soft, "we're both drunk," moving her lips to kiss Meg again, despite her vocal protests to the contrary.

Meg moved her head forward, slightly, in anticipation of another kiss, this time her mouth opened a bit, anxious to feel Tess' warm mouth on her own again, anxious to feel that warm flush in her belly and crotch that she felt when watching that DVD of lesbian porn earlier and from watching Jean and Di make out downstairs.

They kissed again, both girls working their lips on the other's, both girls' breathing becoming a bit heavier from the excitement of the feel of their wet lips on each other's. Moving her hand to Meg's ribcage, Tess caressed Meg's skin, slightly pulling Meg's body closer as Tess became more physically aroused, Meg letting Tess do so, liking the feel of Tess' fingers brushing up and down her skin.

Tenatively, Meg's hand found Tess' waist, touching, not exactly sure what or how to do so but enjoying the bolts of electricity that her fingertips felt when touching Tess' warm, smooth skin.

Breaking the kiss, much to Meg's dissappointment, Tess simply stared at her bed-mate, her face screwed up as if trying to decide something. 

I shouldn't be doing this, Tess thought, but allowing her hand and fingers to continue to squeeze and rub up and down Meg's waist, the feel of the teenager's body to her hand now fueling her actions, the carnal thrill from touching and kissing Meg taking on a life of its own.

"That feels really good," Meg cooed, her body responding to Tess' touches and caresses, Meg joining in by rubbing and caressing Tess' waist with her hand as Tess was doing.

Meg pulled herself a bit closer to Tess' body when they kissed again so that Tess could now run her hand up and down the High Schooler's back, her hand finding and squeezing the teenager's ass in Megan's briefs, this kiss becoming more excited, more intense, their breathing becoming louder in the darkened bedroom. And when Tess' exploring hand found Megan's breast and Tess' tongue slowly slipped into Meg's mouth, Meg moaned her excitement as she opened her mouth wider for Tess' tongue to explore, each second bringing to Meg a flood of feelings to her snatch that she felt only when she masturbated, feelings that she wanted more of.

They were both squirming now as they kissed each other, both getting more excited with each passing moment, their bodies reacting naturally to the primal urges both were feeling. Tess knew that she should stop it now before it went further, but knowing it and then, doing it, were two different things that Tess chose to ignore, her libido now assuming control as it usually did.

Tess pressed her lips harder against Meg's welcoming mouth, her tongue having free rein to do what it wanted inside of Meg's mouth, her hand squeezing and fondling Meg's breasts through Meg's bra. Pulling her hand from Megan's breasts, she took Meg's hand in hers and placed it on her own naked breast, squeezing Meg's hand on her breast, showing Meg what she wanted Meg to do. When she felt Meg's hand fondling her tit on its own, Tess returned her hand to Meg's breast, pulling the bra cup up and off so that Tess' hand could caress flesh, now.

Meg fondled and felt Tess excitedly, their kissing more lustful as the carnal desires built within them both. Reaching behind Meg, Tess skillfully unhooked the two clasps of Meg's bra, freeing Meg's small, but firm, B-cup breasts from the material, throwing Megan's bra onto the floor of her bedroom. Pulling her mouth from Meg's, Tess gently pushed Meg to lay flat on her back and lowered her mouth to one of Meg's titties, sucking Meg's tit deep into her mouth and moving her body so that her upper thigh was now between Meg's legs, squirming and moving up and down against the High Schooler's crotch.

There would be no stopping Tess now, her mouth issuing grunts and groans of arousal and excitement as she sucked and tongued Meg's tits.

For Megan, it was more than her mind could process, almost; predominant among her flurry of emotions was just how goddamned good all of this felt to her. She didn't bother with thoughts of whether or not she was queer or might be queer, she didn't give a rat's ass about that. It was about the moment, all about the good feelings that doing what she was doing, she was having.

One thought that Meg would remember, later, was that all of those 'rumors' she had heard growing up about Tess-and her sister, Jo-were true, they did make out with girls. Meg would also remember that when her mother told her of the plans she had made for Tess to give her a campus tour, that Meg had had a fleeting wondering of if Tess would try to make out with her as the 'rumors' had it.

She would also remember, later, that she had wished that it would happen, that Tess would 'try something'.

She got her wish, in spades.

"Oooooh....ooooooooh God," Meg moaned when she felt Tess' finger slip into her cunt, Tess' mouth working hard to suck Meg's tits from her body, it seemed. Stopping to pull Meg's panties from her body, Tess resumed her titty sucking and finger fucking of the teenager afterwards.

Slowly, going deeper and deeper, Tess fingered the daughter of her parents' friends, not caring in the slightest, that Meg was that. Right now, Meg was a nubile eighteen year-old that Tess wanted, wanted badly. Right now, Tess, for a moment or three, was a High School classmate seducing another classmate as she had done so many times before.

Tess and her step-sib, Jo, went through the females of their High School like piranha in a wading pool of cattle. No way could activity like that remain a 'secret', teenagers just aren't built or wired that way. Thus, the rumors about Tess and Jo that they never knew about, never heard, surprisingly.

Moving so that she could rub her tits up and down on Megan's very wet pussy, Tess enjoyed teasing Meg to no end, controlling Meg like she does with all of her conquests.

Meg was now grinding her clit and pussy lips against Tess' larger breasts, Tess' hard nipple feeling like a small cock-head to Meg's pussy. Tess' nipple and tit were now slick with the teenager's juices, the smell of arousal and sex rising around them, no stopping for either of them, now.

Sliding down Meg's body, Tess kept her hands caressing, fondling, and pinching the teenager's nipples and breasts as a trail of Meg's wetness smeared her body as she slid downward, ever closer to her prize.

And when Tess reached her quest, she lowered her head and did what she did oh-so-well; she performed cunnilingus upon Meg, taking her time, relishing the taste of the eighteen year-old's pussy, loving the smell of Meg's sex as she dined at Meg's Y cafe.

The first orgasm for Meg almost took the top of her head off, the physical nature of it shaking and quaking her body like a jolt of electricity.

"Oooh God, oooh, ooooooh," Meg cried loudly, not giving a fuck if the sound carried to her parents' ears, or the Pope's for that matter; she had never, ever felt anything like this in her life, not even when she masturbated herself to sleep on many long, lonely nights.

Again and again and again, so many fucking times that Meg didn't bother to count any longer, this Tess person, this Tess friend from her hometown had caused Megan to climax, almost wearing her out from exertion, her body bathed in sex-sweat now, as was Tess'.

Finally stopping, Tess toyed with Meg's pussy for a short while, catching a breath, giving her mouth a much needed rest, enjoying the smell of Megan wafting to her nostrils from the juices that were on her lips. As she toyed and played, Tess slipped her own panties from her body, tossing them to the floor with the other clothes that had been shed.

Moving upward, Tess positioned herself so that her tit and nipple were brushing against Meg's lips, slowly, teasingly. 

Megan needed no further prompting. 

Opening her mouth instinctively, she sucked as much of Tess' larger breast as she could into her mouth. The sensations that she felt from her tongue playing and licking on Tess' tit surprised Megan, not expecting to feel 'those' feelings in her crotch from pleasuring somebody else.

Tess mumurred her approval of what Meg was doing to her breasts, Meg switching between both titties, now. Lifting her crotch from Meg's stomach, Tess took Meg's hand in hers, leading it to her pussy so that Meg could play with her while she sucked on Tess' tits.

Meg willingly did that. She willingly played with Tess' pussy, she let her fingers feel the wet lips of another girl's privates, taking her time, enjoying that feeling to her fingers. Slipping a finger into Tess, slowly, Meg felt a small shudder of orgasm to her snatch as she fingered another girl for the first time in her life.

She liked that she could get off by fingering another girl. She liked it a lot, she would remember later.

And when Tess was ready to experience the big "O", she let it happen, damn near suffocating poor Meg when she pressed her breast hard into Meg's sucking mouth. Grasping Meg's wrist in her hand, Tess held it firmly in place as she rode Meg's fingers (two of them) to a mind-fucking-blowing orgasm that left her quaking for a few minutes.

Falling off to the side of Meg after her body shakes stopped, Tess reached and pulled Meg to lay, partially, on top of her, kissing her long and lustfully, letting Meg taste her own juices from Tess' mouth and tongue. As Meg let herself be kissed by Tess, she, on her own, fondled and played with Tess' larger breasts, loving how they felt in her hand.

They fell asleep, laying there, heads together, Tess' arm around Meg holding her tight, Meg's hand caressing one of Tess' breasts. Both would have some thoughts about what had just happened, both would have some things to say about what had just happened, but that could wait. That could wait until tomorrow's morning light, wait until they were on the road, driving home.

They still had a twelve hour drive together and one night on the road, at a hotel, just the two of them............

(continued in chapter 14)



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 14



(continued from chapter 13)... 

Please, please, somebody please turn off the lights, Tess thought as she slowly awoke, the brightness of the morning sun shining through her curtains.

"Oh, shit," Tess said aloud when she tried to lift her head-make that her throbbing head-from her pillow, failing to do so, her head falling back with a mighty thump.

"Damn, that hurt," Tess grumbled, the inside of her head feeling as if the drum line from her University's marching band was parading in her head.

"Uuuhhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhh," came the voice from the other side of her bed, the moans causing Tess' eyes to pop open wide as she realized, and remembered, who was in bed with her. Turning to face the voice, Tess saw Megan trying, unsuccessfully, to lift her head and open her eyes.

"Ooooh damn, Tess, my head is hurting bad," Meg whined, pulling a pillow over her head in a failed attempt to quiet the pounding that was going on inside of it.

Oh Fuck! Tess thought to herself, remembering that she and Meg had a 'go' with each other last night, a Tequila-fueled 'go' with the High Schooler.

"Yeah, mine too, sweetie, mine too," Tess answered, "Hang on, I've got some aspirin that will help." Forcing herself to fall out of bed, Tess trudged to the bathroom and retrieved the bottle of aspirin, along with a large cup of water for them to share, each step causing severe pain to her head.

"Here, take these," Tess said, handing Meg three full-strength aspirins, along with the water. Sitting up on one elbow, Meg gamely swallowed both the pills and the water, handing the cup back to Tess and falling back onto the bed, afterwards.

"Coffee's ready, you two," Jean's voice called from downstairs, "Get your asses up; y'all have a long drive ahead of you."

Meg and Tess just looked at each other, both of their faces showing disgust at the thought of (1) getting up and moving around, and (2) having a long drive ahead of them today.

"Come on, Meg, the sooner we become human, the sooner we can hit the road; don't really want to drive all that far today, don't know if I can," Tess said to her bedmate as she slipped an oversized tee shirt,from her dresser drawer, over her nakedness, throwing one to Megan to do the same.

"Holy Shit! Batman, look what the cat left on our doorstep," Jean said to Di as Megan and Tess slowly drifted into the kitchen of the shared house.

"Fuck you, Jean," Tess remarked, pouring coffee for both Meg and herself.

"Yeah, don't think you'd be up for that today, sweetie, not the way you two look; Mister Tequila kicked y'all's asses, did he?" Jean replied.

"Ya' think?" Meg replied with a sarcastic look on her face.

Three cups of coffee later, both Meg and Tess were somewhat more congenial, the aspirin and coffee taking the edge off of their world-class hangovers. Thankfully, both Jean and Di cut them some slack, deciding that picking on them, even though in jest, wasn't what either of the girls needed at the moment.

"That's it! I'm done with Tequila, finished, finito, no more ever," Tess bravely declared, her doing so causing Jean to snicker a bit.

"Heard that before, girlfriend," Jean remarked sarcasticly.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Tess conceded.

It was true. In the three and a half years that they've known each other, Tess had 'quit' Tequila at least ten times.

"Okay!" Tess said with some authority, "Meg, hit the shower first; make it a quick one and I'll pack, then when you're through, I'll jump into the shower after you and you can pack."

"Can we not do that and say we did?" Meg whined in reply.

"Go. Upstairs. Now," Tess firmly commanded the High Schooler, "Sooner we're on the road, the sooner we can find a hotel for tonight."

It was work for both girls but, even though their showers were quickies, it helped bring them around to feeling 'almost human' to quote Tess.

"Pick me up at my Aunt's again like last year?" Jean asked Tess as the four girls hugged their goodbyes.

"That's the plan, don't know why it would change," Tess confirmed for Jean. With a final wave to Jean and Di, Tess and her charge hit the road for the trip home, stopping for some drive-through lattes and breakfast sandwiches.

"Almost feel normal," Meg said as she finished her last bite of sandwich, sipping her latte afterwards.

"Yeah, we fucked up big time last night by not eating before we started drinking," Tess admitted, "But, you're right, the food is helping."

They drove without a lot of conversation for the first couple of hours, both girls satisfied to listen to the Margaritaville channel on Sirius radio, turned low, of course, and letting their hangovers drift away, eventually.

Tess was undecided about bringing up their sex play of last night, sorta' waiting for Meg to bring it up, sure that Meg did remember it, after all.

Meg, with her eyes closed but not asleep, was wondering the same thing, wondering if Tess would bring it up, wondering if she should. Meg dearly wanted to, she wanted to talk about it, to relive it, to do it again, she hoped, tonight.

It wasn't until after they had stopped for fuel and a bite of lunch and were back on the road did the subject of last night break the silence of the car.

"About last night," both girls said at the same time, causing both of their eyes to go wide and both of them to giggle at their joint statement.

"You first," Tess said to Meg, "then, me, okay?"

"Okay. First, you need to know that nothing that happened last night was 'just' because of the alcohol, though, obviously, the Tequila did loosen me up a bit, okay?" Meg began.

"Secondly, nothing we did, you did, or I did, would I 'undo'," she continued, adding, "though, I feel like I could have done more for you, to you, but honestly Tess, that was my very first time doing that, you have to believe that."

"I believe that, honey, I do," Tess said honestly to her car-mate.

"And, if I'm going to be completely and brutally honest with you? I'd like for you to show me more, I'd like for you to teach me how to be better at that. Can't believe I'm saying that but its how I feel, so there," Meg concluding what she had to say about last night.

"You sure about that? You planning on becoming a 'lezbo', Meg?" Tess asked, part of her teasing, part of her serious with the questions.

"Don't know about what I plan to do but I'd like to know more about it, that's for sure," Meg answered, equally as serious.

"Look, by now you've figured out that I like girls, not guys, right? Duh," Tess began, "and I should have used better judgement and yes, the alcohol threw those better judgement thoughts out onto the sidewalk but I won't use the fact that I was shit-faced as an excuse, okay?"

"I still should have exercised more control, but....I didn't and I can't put that genie back in the bottle. It happened, that's the truth of it." Tess said further.

"Saying all of that, I will tell you that I enjoyed making out with you last night; maybe we shouldn't have done that, but we did, and I enjoyed it," Tess said to Meg, turning to look at her when she said that.

Both girls were quiet for a couple of heartbeats, both girls processing what they had just said to each other.

"So, did you enjoy it enough for us to maybe play a bit again tonight?" Meg asked, a smile on her face and her eyebrows raised in question.

"Depends on what you want out of it," Tess said, teasing the eighteen year-old, now.

"More orgasms would be cool," Meg said with a chuckle.

"Oh, I can promise you that, girlfriend," Tess affirmed seriously.

"And, maybe....you can teach me how to go down on you? You know, how to properly please you?" Meg asked, "I mean, I should know how, shouldn't I?"

"Well, if you have ideas about playing with other gals from time to time then, yeah, knowing how and what to do would be a big help...duh," Tess answered jokingly, and, honestly.

"What I know is that for the first time I feel like my own person, not my parents' daughter, know what I mean?" Meg replied, her eyes focused somewhere far away, at the moment.

Tess did know and told her so. Tess knew exactly how Megan was feeling, knew well that feeling of liberation. Not because of making out with girls; no, it was simply accepting who she knew she really was when she realized it, that's all, a small, but powerful feeling.

The girls talked more over the next three hours before stopping for the night. The ice had been broken, the vibe in the car was now light, airy, comfortable to them both.

"I'm sorry ladies," the desk clerk, a faggy-acting little twink of a person was saying to them, "but, the honeymoon suite is all that I have left. Now, had you made a reserva......." his words cut off by Tess, tired of his sing-song, too-gay, demeanor.

"Yeah, yeah, okay tinkerbell, we'll take it," Tess interrupted him to say, slapping her credit card on the counter. Well, daddy's credit card, of course. (Thank You Daddy)

The desk clerk blanched a bit when he heard Tess call him 'tinkerbell', but, as he processed her card, he thought he rather liked the sobriquet, and he simply must remember to share it with his 'friends'.

'Course, didn't help that Megan couldn't control herself and burst out laughing when she heard Tess say it. Nope, didn't help the moment in the slightest.

"Well, fuck it, all he needed was fairy shoes and wings, damnit; you know I'm right," Tess said in trying to defend her calling him that to Meg who hadn't really needed an explanation in the first place.

"Wow." the girls said simultaneously when Meg flipped on the lights just inside the doorway.

A two room suite, the bedroom being the larger of the two. A large, California-King bed diagonally set in one corner, near a walk-out balcony, blocked with panels from view from adjoining rooms. In another corner was a large, two-person Jacuzzi tub, right next to a large two-person shower stall, lucite panels with two million shower heads, it seemed.

Opening the complimentary mini-bar/refrigerator (included in the price) they found it stocked with snacks, beer, and a bottle of Champagne, two flutes sitting on the mini-bar's top.

"Well, looks like they knew we were coming," Tess remarked as she took in the bottle of Champagne with her eyes.

"How? Did they have cameras in your bedroom last night?" Meg replied, her remark meant to be smart-assed and causing them both to laugh.

I like this girl, Tess thought in the moment, like her a lot.

"Order room service or go down to the restaurant?" Tess asked as she set her bag down.

"Let's order in, let's do it now and get it over with, okay with you?" Meg replied.

And so they did, both ordering light meals, not because of diet but simply because neither was very hungry.

"So, you really want to learn how to eat pussy, do you?" Tess blurted out suddenly when pouring them both a flute of Champagne.

"Well, when you put it THAT way........yeah, guess I do," Meg answered jokingly but honestly.

"Well, I think we should finish our drinks, and make use of that wonderful Jacuzzi, sweetie, that's what I think," Tess suggested, her tone clearly stating that that's what they were going to do.

Stopping next to Meg who was still seated at the small, two-person table of their suite, Tess looked down towards Meg, sliding her hand into the top of Meg's sweatshirt. She found Meg's tits, braless today, but nipples firm and hard. Softly she squeezed Meg's nipples and breasts while holding the teenager's eyes with her own, smiling when Meg closed her eyes from the pleasure of Tess' fingers on her breasts, on her nipples.

Giving one of the nipples a final pinch, Tess bent down and kissed Megan who opened her mouth immediately, she, wanting to be kissed so badly in that moment. Breaking the kiss, Tess kissed the tip of Meg's nose and walked to the tub to draw the water for their bath.

Of course they used the hotel-provided bubble bath. I mean, wouldn't you?

"Oh man, does this ever feel wonderful," Meg said as she let herself sink into the just-right water.

"Oh yeah, baby, that it does," agreed Tess, loving the feel of the water to her body, the smell from the bubble-bath, damned near perfect if you had asked her.

They allowed themselves some time to enjoy the Jacuzzi, neither rushing to get to the sex-play, both knowing it was going to happen in any event.

"Slide your young, fine ass over here, baby, I'll wash your back for you and then you can do me," Tess said, her eyes a bit glazed as they get when she begins her seduction of another.

Meg did as asked, her body shuddering just a bit when she felt Tess' hands begin to soap her back, Tess moving the sponge slowly, suggestively across Meg's back and shoulders. Moving to do Meg's ribcage, Tess squeezed the sponge with both of her hands, getting her hands slick with the soapy foam of the sponge.

Using her hands now, not the sponge, Tess reached around Meg's body and soaped her breasts, cupping each one softly, squeezing them gently, her hands slippery as she did so because of the soapiness. Sliding her hands down Meg's flat eighteen-year old belly, she bathed the inside of the High Schooler's thighs, letting her hands brush Meg's pussy, teasing it, teasing her.

"Now, me," Tess commanded, turning around so that her back now faced Meg, who had also turned around.

Meg repeated the process, trying very hard to be as good as Tess was, doing what Tess had done with her, to her. And when Meg, after squeezing the sponge, cupped and soaped Tess' larger breasts, Meg, on her own, leaned forward to place small kisses to the nape of Tess' neck, her pussy tingling as she did so.

"That feels good, sugar," Tess remarked, her voice clearly showing that she liked it. Leaning her head back, Tess open her lips in invitation for Meg to kiss her. Megan did. Megan kissed her long and hard, sliding her tongue into Tess' mouth to explore, her hands kneading Tess' titties lustfully.

"Shower time, let's rinse off," Tess said after they broke off their kiss.

They rinsed together, kissing and touching each other while doing so, Meg getting a bit of an orgasm when Tess played with her clit while pressing her against the shower wall in a tongue-probing kiss.

They quickly dried each other, stayed naked and finished the bottle of Champagne in another glass and a half apiece. They talked and they eyed each other lustfully. 

Mostly, they eyed each other lustfully.

Taking Meg by her hand, Tess led her to their bed for the night, Tess laying down on her back, pulling Meg to lay partially on top of her.

"Kiss me....kiss me as if we were on our honeymoon night, kiss me and touch me," Tess said in a low, soft voice, "take me, sweetie, make love to me."

Placing one of her hands onto Tess' breast, Meg lowered her lips to Tess', her kiss to Tess not tenative at all, her hand loving how Tess' larger breast felt as she slowly squeeze her fingers over the orb.

Megan moved her lips in excitement as her tongue slipped into Tess' opened mouth, she felt a flash of heat to her crotch as her tongue sensed the warmth and wetness of Tess' mouth, both girls tasting Champagne on each other's lips.

Megan pressed her kiss to Tess, her leg squirming, moving, as it rubbed against Tess' naked pussy, feeling Tess' wetness on her kneecap as she pushed and rubbed against Tess' undulating hips that were grinding against Meg's knee.

Gently, Tess pushed Meg's lips from hers, taking Meg's head in her hands and guiding it towards her breasts, pulling Meg's head until her lips were on Tess' hardened nipple.

"Like that babygirl, just like that, yeah..suck my nipples sweetie; you can bite them if you'd like, oh yeah, just like that....." Tess' voice cooed as her 'pupil' sucked and bit and licked her boobs.

"Like that sugar?" Tess asked, knowing that Meg did, of course.

"Mmm-huh," Meg mumbled, her voice muffled by Tess' tit in her mouth, her hand having found it's way to Tess mons, her fingers rubbing lightly across Tess' little man who was awake and hard.

"Yeah, babe, that's it, soft kisses under my tits, soft bites to my flesh," Tess instructed further, subtle jolts of pleasures firing in her brain from Meg's oral attention to her body, "yes, kiss my belly, slide your finger inside of me, not all the way, just teasingly so, make me want it, baby."

"Slide over my leg, baby....yeah, like that, get between my legs, play with my tits as you kiss my belly, uh-huh, yep, that way," Tess said further as the teenager was seemingly finding her way to her ultimate goal, Tess' very wanting and needy pussy.

Wrapping her legs around Meg, Tess' heels were on the High School Senior's back, softly rubbing up and down as Tess became more aroused and excited.

"The tip of your tongue, sweetie, flick the tip of your tongue over..........yeah, there, right there, oh that feels good baby," Tess cooed when Megan's tongue swiped across her clit, pausing as if 'tasting' and going back for more, the swipes a bit firmer, Megan slowly licking up and down on Tess' wet snatch.

Spreading her legs a bit wider, Tess placed one of her hands on Megan's head, holding it in place as Meg moved her tongue, increasingly faster now, up and down her pussy's lips. Tess closed her eyes in enjoyment, her hips moving against the teenager's tongue and mouth, slowly pressing against the youngster's efforts. 

"Oooooooh, Meg.....like that, sugar, just..like that," Tess said excitedly as Meg's mouth and lips began gnawing on Tess' pussy, Meg's tongue not stopping as it probed the slit that promised delight to it, Meg's senses registering the smell of Tess' sex, Meg loving the slight scent of flowers or honey, Meg wasn't sure which, but liked it nevertheless.

"Oh yeah, baby, yeah, don't stop now, sweetie," Tess murmurred to her charge as Tess moved her hips up and down her young lover's mouth and tongue.

No way was Megan going to stop, no danger of that at all because Megan was now in a zone of her own, her own actions, reactions to her excitement as she tasted another girl's pussy for the very first time in her life and liking it very, very much, thank you.

"Huuuh, Ummmmmph," Tess grunted in excitement as she moved her hips up and down with increasing urgency now, her orgasm just a second or two away. Meg's mouth and tongue were on their own now, no instruction or guidance needed, her eyes closed, her mission clear to her, her desire to give her childhood friend and neighbor a mind-blowing climax controlling all she did to Tess, now.

"Ooooooh, damn.....damn.....damn that feels good, oh so good, babygirl," Tess cried out when her orgasm exploded inside of her, the quakes of lust shaking her body as they rolled over Tess' body and soul in that moment. With both of her hands now holding Meg's head in place, Tess moved her pussy up and down the girl's mouth, slowing as her orgasm ebbed and flowed over her.

Raising her head to look up at Tess who was looking down at her, Meg saw a smile of satisfaction on Tess' face, on her lips, in her eyes, Tess' fingers twirling Meg's hair in after play. 

Looking down to her pupil, Tess could see her juices on Meg's lips, the slickness and wetness shiny in the low light of their room.

"Did you like that? Did I do it right?," Meg asked anxiously because she truly wanted to know the answers to her questions.

"Oooh yeah, sugar, I loved it.....yes, you did it very much right, baby, very much so......" Tess' voice trailing off to silence.

"Come up here baby," Tess said as she pulled Meg from between her legs, "Come up here, put your knees on either side of my head....yeah, like that," Tess instructed, "Now, lower your pussy to my mouth, baby, let momma get a taste of you, baby," Tess' arms under the teenager's legs, her hands squeezing the firm, young ass of Megan.

Tess took her time in eating Megan to a mind-blowing climax. She prolonged the teenager's orgasm teasingly as she liked to do with her lovers. It was only when Meg begged her for release did Tess get the girl off, Meg's orgasm causing her to cry aloud her pleasure at its arrival to her body.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 14



Both sated of their carnal desires, Tess pulled Meg into her arms, pulling Meg's body tight to hers, Meg's pussy hot and wet against her thigh as she and Meg exchanged lovers' kisses and touches.

"I liked that....I liked doing that, Tess," Meg said amid the mumbles and murmurs of post-sex play, "you taste so good."

"Me too, sugar, I liked you doing that," Tess affirmed for her younger charge.

Holding each other in their bed, our two travelers fell asleep quickly, their arms on each other, around each other, their breathing slow and steady, their sexual needs, satisfied......

Pulling to the curb, a couple of blocks from Megan's house, Tess left the car running as she turned to face her passenger, her lover, her pupil.

"Had a great time sweetie," Tess said in honesty, "really enjoyed our time together."

"Me too," Meg answered, equally as honestly, her hands holding Tess' in hers, her fingers lightly rubbing across Tess' skin.

"Big plans for Thanksgiving?" Tess asked.

"Some relatives coming in for the weekend but other than that, not a whole lot planned, I don't think," Megan answered, "How 'bout you?"

"Different Thanksgiving this year," Tess answered, "With John Brown's death, my dad and his hunting buddies decided that there'd be no hunt this year; too soon after John's death and all that. Parents are taking off on Friday for a cruise, just the two of them, reason I'm driving home this early, so that the three of us can have some time together for a few days. I'll be driving back to campus on Saturday, I think," Tess concluded.

"Any chance of seeing you before you do?" Meg asked, anxiously hoping the answer would be yes.

"Let's see how the week plays out, okay sweetie; if not this week, I'll be back for the Christmas holidays," Tess answered her friend.

"Call me then if we don't see each other later this week?" Meg asked with hope.

"You bet, baby, you bet...."

Kissing each other quickly, sweetly, after looking around so's not to be seen by anyone, Tess put her car in gear and drove the short drive to Meg's house. It took much longer to say goodbye than she thought it would because Meg's mom couldn't thank Tess enough for taking the time to show Meg around campus and all that.

Wonder if she'd still thank me if she knew that her daughter and I fucked each other's brains out, Tess thought as Meg's mom prattled on and on.

Probably not, Tess correctly surmised.....

"Hey 'rents, your trouble maker's home," Tess cried out as she entered the front door of her home.

"Oh, y'all made really good time," Chris said as she hugged her step-daughter in greeting, "Your dad will be home shortly, baby," Chris said, "and we're both off until we get back from the cruise."

"Great, gives us time to catch up," Tess said as she picked from the salad that Chris was putting together.

"What's the plans for Thanksgiving? I'm guessing that there'll be no communal meal this year because of John's passing," Tess asked further, pulling her hand back from the salad bowl when Chris attempted to slap her hand.

"No more, fix yourself a sandwich if you're hungry; this is for dinner," Chris laughingly chided Tess, "and, you're right, no communal meal; we thought, if you're okay with it, that the three of us would just go to the Club on Thursday, they have an excellent Thanksgiving buffet," Chris said further.

"I think that's smart; no sense in cooking a bunch of food that will just go to waste, just for the three of us," Tess agreed, making herself a sandwich as suggested, her stomach growling with hunger for some reason.

"That's what we thought baby, Jo'll be home for the Christmas Holidays and we'll have a big family feast then," Chris affirmed.

"Works for me," Tess happily replied, happy to be home for some time with the 'rents.

The Clancys filled the time before Thanksgiving with running errands, getting caught up with their lives, laughing, teasing, all in all a great family dynamic for them. Thanksgiving at the Club was absolutely perfect, Tess thought, even their baked yams coming very close to being as good as Chris'.

Saying goodbye on Friday morning, Tess watched her parents drive off to catch their plane for Miami and their seven day Carribean cruise, adults only, no ankle-biters hogging the pools and such.

"Pick you up around noon'ish on Saturday," Tess confirmed to Jean, "should put us back at the Campus on Sunday afternoon, okay?"

"Perfect, looking forward to seeing you baby," Jean said to her friend.

"Yeah, me too, babe.....see you then," Tess said before disconnecting the call.

Tess drove out to the mall near her house, the need for some 'essentials' for her 'other' home, at campus, the reason for the run, that, plus sheer boredom of nothing to do. She took her time at the mall, nothing on her agenda driving a need to return home. Window shopping, sampling scents, you know, 'girly' shit as Tess thought of it.

Standing in the food court, Tess looked at the myriad choices available to her, finally deciding on a Johnny Rocket's Hamburger to feed her hunger pangs. She was about to get in line when she felt a 'poke' on her shoulder from behind. Turning around, she was met by Megan's sweet smiling face.

"Oh, hey babe, how was your Thanksgiving?" Tess said in greeting, both girls giving each other a quick hug of friendship.

"Too much food, of course," Meg said in reply, walking along with Tess as the line moved forward.

"Want to grab a bite with me? My treat," Tess said as she reached the order register. 

"Sure," was the short reply and after Tess placed her order, Megan did the same, both girls getting their own drinks and finding a table in the large attrium dining spot of the Mall.

"Not a bad burger," Megan observed as she enjoyed the fare.

"You should taste my sis' burgers; you remember Jo don't you? Anyhoo, her burgers are the best in the freaking world," Tess averred.

Megan did, indeed, remember Jolene, remembered how good looking she was and how 'hot' her body was, the younger gals, like Meg, wishing they could have a bustline like Jolene's, Meg remembered. Alas, for Meg, that wasn't to be, her B-cups as large as she would ever be.

"Still leaving for campus tomorrow?" Meg asked Jo as the girls lingered over their drinks at the table.

"Yeah, not looking forward to the drive but at least I'll have Jean for company for the longest part of it," Tess answered her recent conquest and friend. Tess did think of Meg as a friend, liking Meg immensely she had found and not just for her eighteen year-old pussy, either.

They chit-chatted about their week, the Holiday, the fact that Tess' parents were gone, off on a cruise, etc.

"What's up for you tonight?" Megan asked, her eyes never leaving Tess' pretty face.

"Nothing. Probably pack this afternoon and just chill at the house, watching TV or something, you?" Tess answered/asked.

"Would you like some company tonight? I love my parents and relatives and all that, but Jesus, Tess, I'm the only one under forty at the house and I'm going nuts listening to all of the 'remember when?' conversations," Meg replied, shaking her head at her plight.

Tess paused before answering, wondering about Meg's request to join her tonight, wondering if the High Schooler had another agenda on her mind by asking to come over.

"Sure, babe, but it'll probably be a bit boring for you; as I said, I'll probably just watch a movie or something, but you're welcome to join me if you've got nothing going on with your friends," Tess finally replied.

Twirling her straw with her fingers, nervously it seemed, Meg finally summoned the courage to ask further, "Any girly movies like you have at your place at college?"

"You mean, Lesbian Porn?" Tess said, sotto-voiced, leaning in so nearby tables couldn't hear her.

"I prefer to think of it more like 'Female Explorers'", Meg whispered with a smile.

"Well, yeah, I guess you could call it that," Tess laughingly replied, her mind clear, now, about why Meg was wanting to come over. 

"Yeah, matter of fact, I do, interested, are you?"

"Yep. Is that terrible of me?" Meg answered/asked.

"Not from my viewpoint but, as you know, I like porn," chuckling at the truth of the statement.

"No Tequila, though," Meg cautioned.

"Oh hell no," Tess agreed, "its taken this long for our last bout with Jose to leave my system," Megan nodding her head in agreement.

"Tess?"

"Yeah?"

"If I told my mom that you and I were going to talk more about college and stuff like that, I'm pretty sure that she'd be okay with me spending the night, you know, like a sleep-over slumber party kind of thing, I mean, you know, if you'd like me to," Megan said further.

Smiling at Meg, Tess weighed the offer, knowing exactly what Megan wanted to do with Tess before Tess returned to school.

"Feel like you need some hands-on instruction?" Tess replied with a grin, referring, of course, to their roles of teacher/pupil on their drive home earlier in the week.

"Gal can't know too much, can she?" was Megan's reply.

"Meg, are you absolutely sure about this? Are you absolutely sure you want to do this? I mean, there won't be any alcohol to blame anything on, you do realize that, don't you?" Tess answered cautiously

"I don't need alcohol to want to be with you," Megan answered, her eyes hard on Tess' face as they looked at each other, no games, no hints, no Tequila fueling their talk in the food court.

"You liked it that much, did you?" Tess asked the High School Senior.

"You have no idea," was all that Meg said in reply. 

It was true. Megan had spent every night since returning home with Tess, masturbating to her mind-movies about what had happened between she and Tess, nothing else being able to dislodge it from her brain since it had happened.

"See you later then, come over when you're ready, I'll be home," Tess said to her pupil, her fingertip tracing a line across Meg's hand on the table, adding, "or do you need me to pick you up?"

"No, I have my own car, I'll drive myself to your place," Meg replied, her stomach doing flip-flops from excitement, her panties suddenly feeling warm and damp at the thought of being with Tess.

"Looking forward to it," Meg said as they stood at the Mall entrance, exchanging goodbye hugs and cheek kisses, as friends would do.

"So am I, baby," Tess answered honestly, herself remembering just how sweet Meg's pussy had tasted to her when they had made love to each other.

Yeah, I know I shouldn't, Tess argued with her consicious on her drive home, but I am, so leave me alone about it, okay? The truth of the matter was that Tess was as desirious of another 'go' with Megan as she had ever been about getting in bed with another woman, or girl, in her life.

Not sure why, Tess thought, but she was, feeling a little rush of heat to her snatch as she drove home thinking about Meg's sweet, young, pussy....

"Throw your bag, here, in my room," Tess said to Meg when the girl, young woman, showed up around six that evening, bag in hand, a smile on her face.

"Wow, first time I've been in your house, it's gorgeous," Meg said as Tess gave her the fifty-cent tour of the Clancy home.

"Thanks. Hungry? Want to order some pizza or something?" Tess asked her overnight fuck, oops, guest.

"Yeah, that'd be great," Meg agreed, following Tess around the house as a little puppy would. In truth, anything that Tess wanted to do was just fine with Ms. Megan, anything at all.

Tess called for the delivery pizza that would be their supper, putting an arm around Meg while she did so, pulling Meg to her body. Megan, in response, put her arms around Tess' waist, hugging herself to Tess' body, her eyes closed in contentment as she enjoyed the scent of her teacher that wafted from Tess' body.

Hanging up from the call, Tess lifted Meg's face to hers with a finger to Meg's chin, the two girls kissing each other sweetly, each finding pleasure in the feel of the other's lips to theirs.

"You kiss nice," Meg sighed after their lips parted, "I like kissing you."

"Back 'atcha," Tess replied, honestly, the taste of Meg's lips providing Tess with a yearning for more.

Moving to the den of the home, they shared more kisses and embraces with each other on the couch, sorta' watching TV but mostly playing kissy-face with each other. Megan seemed to be a bit more self-assured with her kisses and touches to Tess, her lips and hands seemingly unable to stay off of Tess.

They were in the middle of a very hot kiss with each other when their pizza arrived, both reluctantly tearing themselves from each other's embrace. Pulling her tee shirt back down over her breasts, a bit wet from Meg's mouth, Tess paid the delivery person, taking their supper inside for she and Meg. The teenaged delivery guy couldn't move his eyes from staring at Tess' boobs. The wetness from Meg's mouth on Tess' nipples caused her hard nipples to poke out on the two spots of dampness on her tee.

The small pizza was just enough to satisfy the girls' need for food, not filling either up which was a good thing. Cleaning up after themselves, Meg trailed behind as Tess did the rounds, flicking on yard lights that remained on overnight, locking all of the doors for the night.

"Come with me, babe, we'll shower and relax in my room and I'll even let you choose which 'chick-flick' to watch, okay?" Tess offered to her pupil, leading Meg upstairs with her.

"'K," Meg replied, her mind crammed with so many emotions that it was almost making her dizzy. She was now questioning her sexuality because of the insane desire she couldn't shake off to be with Tess, to make love to Tess, to be made love to by Tess. 

Was it just the newness of it all? She didn't think so but, she admitted to herself, she really didn't know, nor care, she just knew that she felt it the right thing to do, for herself. She'd deal with the complexities of it all, later, at some point, but for now, she just wanted to 'go with it', whatever 'it' was.

They showered together, taking their time, enjoying the intimacy of their naked bodies under the gentle rain that fell upon them from the large showerhead. Soaping each other, bathing each other with the large sponge, each getting worked up but controlling it, for now. 

"Okay if we stay naked?" Megan asked as she knelt before Tess, drying Tess' legs with the large towel.

"Seems like it'd save time, huh?" Tess replied with a chuckle.

"Kinda' my thought," Meg replied, leaning forward to place a gentle lover's kiss to Tess' clit, causing Tess to close her eyes and rub her fingers through the teenager's damp hair, the tenderness of Meg's kiss to her 'little man' causing a bit of a shiver of anticipation to Tess.

"Would you think me a real weirdo if I wanted to watch this one?" Meg asked as she picked from Tess' hidden stash of lesbo-porn. 

"No, not at all," Tess answered, looking at the DVD's cover that showed two Afro girls sandwiching a white girl, liking Meg's choice very much.

Putting the DVD into the player, the girls got comfortable in Tess' bed, Tess adjusting the lighting in her room to a soft glow. Pressing play on the remote, Tess slipped an arm around Meg's body as Meg layed her head onto Tess' shoulder. Feeling as right to Meg as anything ever had in her life, Meg settled into Tess' body as the DVD began to play from Tess' flat-screen in her bedroom.

"This is so incredibly hot," Meg cooed with her eyes glued to the scene of the two black girls kissing and fondling each other as the white girl took turns eating their pussies, the skin contrast alone fueling Meg's horniness.

"Ever been with a black girl?" Meg asked, her interest piqued and fueled by the video, her mind wondering what it would be like.

"Many," Tess answered honestly.

"What's it like?" Meg questioned, truly desirious of knowing.

"It's all the same, except for the skin color, baby; no difference, it's all pink on the inside," Tess answered.

"Hmmmph," Meg commented.

Her horniness now took control of Meg, her face turning from the TV so that she could kiss and suck on Tess' breasts, on her own, no prompting needed from Tess.

Closing her eyes in enjoyment of Megan's mouth on her girls, Tess sighed contentedly, her fingers tracing lines on the teenager's naked back and butt, her finger rubbing Meg's ass-crack as Meg sucked and kissed Tess' boobs with increased lust and desire.

Trailing the tip of her tongue down Tess' flat belly, Tess' abs rippled under the touch of Meg's tongue, making Meg happy that Tess' body seemed to like what she was doing.

On her own, Meg slipped between Tess' legs which separated for her to do so, staying 'cocked', Tess' heels resting on the bed. Using her fingers to peel Tess' pussy lips apart, Meg lowered her mouth to that inviting, wet slit of snatch, Meg feeling herself getting wetter when she did so.

Oh God, she tastes so good, Megan thought when she tasted Tess, the smell and taste of Tess' pussy driving her mad with desire. If she had a dick, Megan thought, she'd fuck Tess like there was no tomorrow.

Where'd that come from? Megan thought in the moment, the thought confusing her momentarily. But, the thought didn't really trouble her for some stange reason, Megan thought further as she munched, gnawed, insert verb of choice here, on Tess' cunt.

"Ooooooooh....sweet babygirl.....oooooh damn but that feels so goooood," Tess moaned when the release of orgasm came to her. Tess' words and Tess' body-shudders of climax thrilling Meg in too many ways to count.

Pulling Megan up to sit on her face as she slid her body down her bed, Tess looked up into Meg's face, saying to her, "My turn, sweetheart, momma wants to eat you 'til you scream."

"Please do.." Megan said softly, closing her eyes as Tess' mouth slowly sucked on the High Schooler's snatch which was soaked with the juices of desire and need, Meg slowly rocking her pussy back and forth across Tess' mouth.

Can't get enough, can't get enough of this, Megan thought as she gripped Tess' headboard with both hands in order to stay upright as her orgasm caused her to scream aloud, her hips a blur as she rocked back and forth furiously. Releasing her grip of the headboard, Meg flopped her body onto the bed, partially laying on Tess, smothering Tess with kisses of thankfulness, of desire, of lust for Tess.

"Oh God, Tess, I can't get enough of you....the more I make love with you, the more I want," Meg said, her tone clearly showing her dismay at this new quandry in her life.

"That's not a bad thing, is it?" Tess responded between her sucking on Meg's small, firm breasts.

"I don't know if it is or not, but Damnit! I so love the taste of you," Meg declared assurededly, unashamedly.

"Then, taste to your heart's content, sweetie, we have all night to pleasure each other, let's not waste it," Tess replied as she flipped the teenager onto her back and straddled Meg's head between her legs, lowering her pussy to Meg's waiting mouth.

They did not waste that night...



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 15



"Jean, you really don't have to do this," Tess pleaded with her housemate/lover, once more.

"Baby, I know I don't HAVE to do anything but, I want to, I know how important you and Jo are to each other and I know that a little privacy wouldn't be a bad thing; an early Christmas present, okay?" Jean replied, kissing the top of Tess' head as they sat on the edge of her, Jean's, bed, Jean holding Tess in her arms.

What Jean was doing was spending the next few days (and nights) with her microbiology professor, Jayne, or Dr. Jayne if you prefer. They had become lovers just before the Thanksgiving break, meeting up, by chance, at a local club that catered to the college gay community. They shared a few drinks that night, danced a bit that night, and Dr. Jayne got herself laid in the backseat of her car that first time with Jean, that night.

Jayne liked her student Jean, liked her sub demeanor, adored her gorgeous tits but, mostly, loved, simply loooved the way Jean ate pussy. When Jean asked about staying with Jayne for a few nights, explaining the reasons behind the request, Jayne jumped at the opportunity for a 'shackup' with her student, short that it might be.

"Well, I appreciate it, sweetie, I really do and if you come back home on Wednesday night, before we leave for the Christmas break, I'm absolutely sure Jo will want to thank you, personally," Tess replied.

No explanation was needed for Jean, she knew that Jo would want to fuck her at some point.

"Okay, I'm outta' here," Jean said in response to hearing Jayne's car horn outside, "Have a great reunion, baby, see you Wednesday night...."

Jo gripped her seat's armrest tightly as the small commuter turboprop bounced and twisted on the last leg of the landing approach. Not now. Not Fucking Now, Jo pleaded with her God, the next thirty seconds until a safe, but bumpy touchdown, seeming like an hour.

It was quite touching, really, the sight of the emerging passengers from the concourse having to walk around Jo and Tess as they hugged each other tightly. Their embrace of each other caused the sea of Holiday travelers to 'part' around them on either side, the sibs, a rock in the waters of moving people.

"Can't believe you're here, can't believe you're actually here," Tess said with tears streaming from her eyes, "I prayed for you and your guys every night, I swear I did," Tess said further as she lugged one of two large duffel bags with all of Jo's shit. 

"Somebody heard you, Tess....must've, since I am here, baby and so fucking happy to be on home-soil," Jo remarked to her step-sib/lover.

"Can't wait to get you home, I need to be with you so badly," Tess stated as honestly as she's ever said anything. The last few video-chats that the step-sibs shared served to get them both horned-up, seriously horned-up for the other. While Jo awaited her papers to return state-side, she had a private, officer's room that gave her the freedom to tease and tantilize her sis during their Skype chats, both sibs fondling themselves as they watched their screens, both sibs masturbating as they watched the other do the same.

"Hope you're up for it, sweetie; been over a year since I've been with anyone, not counting myself and my fingers," Jo answered honestly, the sight of Tess having caused flutters in her pussy when she spied her sis waiting at the end of the concourse.

Reaching her car, Tess popped the trunk lid with her remote, tossing Jo's bag in, Jo tossing her other bag on top. It was then that Tess realized what had been nagging at her since Jo arrived.

"Are those Captain's bars?" Tess asked as she spun Jo around to look at the front of Jo's BDUs.

"Yeah, but you'll have to wait for the story until we get home, okay? Right now, the last thing I want to think or talk about is my time overseas this past year-plus, okay, baby?" Jo told her sis.

"That's cool, you know that's cool with me, baby, whatever, okay?" Tess answered, wondering what the 'story' was but willing to wait, not wanting to press Jo for anything except her love.

"Any classes this week for you?" Jo asked as she buckled up for the drive to Tess' place.

"Nope, I'm ahead in my class work and the profs have closed their offices until after Christmas break, so it's just you, me, and four days before we leave for the 'rents' place," Tess answered as she pulled into traffic.

"Jean's still there, right?" Jo asked curiously, her mind-vision of Jean in that moment consisting of Jean's lovely rack.

"Yeah, but you won't see her until Wednesday night," Tess answered. Tess went on to explain to Jo about Jean's 'gift' to them of privacy for a few days, etc.

"Knew I liked that girl," Jo replied, nodding her head in appreciation of Jean's good heart.

"You mean besides just for her pussy, right?" Tess teased.

"Smart ass. Of course, bitch," Jo teased back, feeling so happy in her heart to be home, finally, to be with her sister-lover, at last.

Might have been a world record, the speed with which the sibs had each other naked and in bed, fucking each other in every way they could think of for the first few hours after getting to Tess' rented home.

"Break?" Jo asked her sib as her sib casually munched on Jo's oh-so-very-fucking-satisfied pussy.

"Yeah, let's clean up, go grab a bite and then, resume your homecoming, properly, now that we've gotten the animal-sex out of the way," Tess answered, recognizing that the fuck session was about relief for them both, and little to do with their love of each other.

"Damn!," Jo exclaimed as she lifted her leg over her sister's head in order to get out of the bed, "Not only can she eat pussy but the bitch has good ideas," her comment one of teasing, of course.

"And don't you forget it, cunt!" Tess teased back, following with a stinging hand-slap to Jo's ass, leaving a big ol' red hand-print on the cheek which, of course, caused Jo to shriek....

"Good 'burger," Jo said in compliment of the place that Tess had picked out for them to grab that bite.

"S'okay," Tess replied, "but doesn't even come close to your burgers, sweetie, no place in this town does."

"Hmmm....." was Jo's only comment.

Walking back to Tess' car, Jo and Tess held hands, looking more like star-crossed lovers than sisters to a casual observer. Unlocking the passenger door for Jo, Tess held it open for her, as one would do for a date. Stopping Jo before she got in, Tess planted a wet, mouth-gnawing kiss to her sib, even more so looking more like lovers than sisters.

"So, baby-sister, are there any lesbian clubs or bars in this town where a returning soldier might sow her oats?" Jo asked as Tess casually drove them home, taking a scenic route through campus.

"S'matter? I'm not fucking good enough for you?" Tess observed/asked, truly feeling a 'little' hurt by Jo's question.

"You know you're the best for me, baby, you fucking know that!" Jo replied, sensing Tess' hurt, "It's more that I've not been in the 'scene' for well over a year, and I'm feeling a desire to get out into a wading pool of pussy for stress relief and just plain NSA fucking, okay?" Jo explained further, "has nothing to do with us, with our feelings for each other."

"And, besides, I wasn't planning on leaving you out, cunt-face," Jo said further, "my thought is that you and I could go trolling, snag some snatch and let them experience the dynamic-duo, okay?", the explanation taking the sting out of Tess' hurt feelings.

"We do know how to show a gal a good time, don't we?" Tess said with a chuckle at the truth of her statement.

"Oh, yeah baby-sis, no question about that," Jo agreed.

Once more, they showered together, touching each other lovingly, touching each other with the love they possessed for each other, draining the hot-water tank as they lingered in the soothing shower with each other. Drying each other off, they shared some wine, both staying naked, downstairs, the soft sounds of Ms. Ella and the Duke providing the background soundtrack to their evening. Finishing the bottle, Jo took Tess into her arms, there, on the couch, kissing Tess sweetly, the urgency gone for them both, now, but the need ever present. 

Laying Tess' head onto the couch-arm, Jo explored Tess' familiar body with her hands and mouth, her tongue and fingers finding delight in doing so as she always had. Peeling Tess' soft lips back with her fingers, Jo gazed at her sister's tasty woman-hood, her mind remembering the first time she had done so when they were teenagers living in their parents' home, when Tess was but a budding fourteen-year old. Lowering her mouth to Tess' pussy, Jo's mind time-traveled, this time being like the first time for her, again........

By Tuesday, the sibs were ready to share themselves with another, ready to 'snag some snatch' as Jo had put it that first night of being home.

"What'cha gonna' wear?" Jo asked Tess as they got ready for their night out at the club Tess was taking them to.

"I'm thinking blouse, skirt, showing off the 'girls' and the legs," Tess answered as she tried various blouse/skirt combinations in front of her full-length mirror by holding them in front of her while still on their hangers.

"Oooh, that, that looks good in the mirror, put that on," Jo advised, standing in just her panties, braless, watching as Tess did as asked.

"Yep. I think you're right," Tess agreed, admiring the 'look', the skirt/blouse combo providing an ample showcase for Tess' boobs in a push-up bra and her long, toned legs.

"Good, think I'll go like this..." Jo teased, still in panties and no bra, "thinking it might encourage attention."

"Ya' think?" Tess teased back, her insides fluttering a bit of the sight of Jo's body as it usually did.

With Tess' help, Jo finally chose an outfit that showcased her own 'girls' and her muscular ass-cheeks, the pants appearing to have been poured onto her body and the blouse showing off her D-cups, unbuttoned about a quarter of the way down.

Tess' University had a rep as a Liberal school, accepting the diversity of its' students and faculty. One must still exercise good judgement, of course, but the city embraced the school's rep and diversity as well, gay-bashing not really being an issue at the school or in the city.

The Loft was a perfect reflection of the community's attitude, a gathering spot for the Gay/Lesbian populace where one could, if so inclined, have fun with like-minded patrons without fear of prejudicial behavior or harrassment. Large dance floors (2 of 'em), three service-bars and a small snack-kitchen, took up two stories of the three storied, former small manufacturing plant. Live music on one floor, a rocking DJ on the other.

Mostly, The Loft catered to the college crowd, students and teachers alike, with a sprinkling of non-college locals as well, both singles and marrieds, the latter usually being closeted women but closeted men not uncommon, either.

It was Tuesday evening, normally a slow night for the club. But, this being the week before the Christmas break and with classes mostly not going on as students/teachers hurried to get to the Holiday, this Tuesday was much busier than usual.

Walking from the service bar, the sibs stirred their drinks as they scouted the first floor of the club for a table at which to 'set up' camp, so to speak. Of course Tess was drinking illegally, her twenty-first birthday still being a few weeks away, in January, but, as has been mentioned before, it was a Liberal community, less concerned with a nineteen or twenty-year old having a drink than it was with the occasional Meth lab bust.

"Live music is just on the weekends on this floor, so they pipe in the DJ sounds from the floor above us," Tess said in explanation for Jo as they grabbed a booth against the back wall of the floor, two rows of tables from the dance floor.

"Actually, a pretty nice lay-out," Jo commented appreciatively as she looked over the place from their booth's vantage point.

"Get you gals anything to drink?" the waitress asked as she walked along the booths' row, taking orders.

"Anything you'd recommend?" Jo asked, flirtingly, her eyeing of the attractive waitress not so subtle as she did so.

"I'd recommend you returning on any Thursday night when I'm off and free to socialize," the waitress flirted back with Jo, the waitress appreciating Jo's obvious come-on, "But, as for drinks? We make a dynamite Margarita, several flavors, of course."

"You pick something for us, sweetie," Jo flirted further, "something you think might tickle our taste buds," Jo's finger sliding seductively across the top of the waitress' hand on the table.

"Like I said, come back on Thursday night," the waitress replied suggestively, accepting Jo's finger-trace for the flirtation that it was, "Two Mango Margaritas coming up," winking at Jo as she walked away.

"I think she likes you," Tess remarked to her step-sib, her own eyes on the waitress' shapely ass in her butt-hugging pants as she walked from their table.

"I think you're right," Jo answered, and we all know where Jo's eyes were fixed, don't we?

"When are we leaving for the drive home?" Jo asked, her eyes still following the waitress.

"Friday," Tess replied, her own eyes now scanning the slowly increasing crowd of friendlies that were finding their own places to 'camp'.

"Hmm." Jo replied, her mind conjurring up a return to The Loft on Thursday night, wondering how long it'd take her to get into the waitress' pants if the girl was serious and not just teasing as tip-bait.

Not long at all was Jo's feeling on the matter.

The sibs pronounced their first sips of the Margaritas chosen for them by their waitress as absolutely being the right choice.

"Glad you like," Gloria (the waitress) responded to the sibs' glowing praises of the drinks, "have fun, you two, I'll keep checking in on you, don't worry," winking at them both as she turned to check with her other tables.

"You're going to try to fuck her Thursday night, aren't you?" Tess asked with a smile.

"Nope. I AM going to fuck her Thursday night," Jo replied, sucking a piece of pineapple from the 'fruit stick' in the drink, "Wanna' bet me?" turning to Tess with her eyebrows arched in question.

"Nope. Sucker bet," Tess correctly surmised.

The music started, upbeat, uptempo, rhythms designed to get your ass moving in your seat type of rhythms, drawing mostly same-sex couples onto the floor. For the next couple of hours, Jo and Tess danced with each other, danced with others that asked them to, danced with others that they asked to dance with them, having a blast. They flirted with their dance partners or other dancers shaking their shit near them on the floor. They flirted with each other as well, touching and rubbing on each other intimately, more for show to get others watching and wondering.

"Need a breather," Tess said as they left the floor to return to their booth, fresh drinks having been laid there by their server, Gloria.

"Certainly keeps the liquor flowing, doesn't she?" Jo remarked as she sucked a mouthful of the Kiwi? Margarita, liking the flavor of this one, as well.

"She likes us, well, you really," Tess replied.

"Works for me," Jo answered with a smile, her eyes staying focused towards the long bar near the front of the floor.

"See that chick sitting near the end of the bar, in the corner?" Jo asked Tess, her head nodding in the direction to look.

"Yeah? What about her?"

"She's been there 'bout an hour, checking her watch about every three minutes or so; I'm betting that her date is a no-show," Jo opined.

"Not bad looking," Tess commented in reply, "Older, I'm guessing mid to late thirties, proably married, I'm guessing," she commented further.

A slow song started almost immediately following the reggae hip-hop that had been playing, some couples staying to dance, some new couples joining the mix on the floor.

"I'll be back...." Jo said, leaving their booth and walking towards the woman at the bar.

"I'm betting your date is a no-show," Jo said to the woman as she neared her at the end of the bar, "And he or she should have their head examined for doing so; Hi, I'm Jo and I would love it if you'd dance with me," holding her hand to the woman in invitation.

Snapped out of whatever reverie she had been in, the woman faced Jo upon hearing her speak, stared for a second, first at Jo, then at her hand. Standing, the woman silently took Jo's offered hand and let herself be led onto the floor by Jo. Taking the woman into her arms, Jo gently pulled her into a dance step, their bodies close, but not too much so, the woman's head next to Jo's, the woman's chin resting on Jo's shoulder as she was led,expertly, around the other couples with Jo leading.

"She...."

"I'm sorry?" Jo asked her partner, not sure at what she thought she heard in her ear.

"She....she stood me up," the woman said, pulling her head so that she could look to Jo's face as she spoke, "Not the first time, but, definitely the last, for me." returning her head to rest next to Jo's, again.

Pulling back again, she looked at Jo, "Thank you for your gracious rescue of me from my spot of shame, there, at the bar.....I'm Stef, Jo," returning her head once again to Jo's shoulder.

"Good looking women should not be left at the bar when there's good music to dance to is my thinking," Jo said to Stef, pulling Stef slightly closer to her body, Stef not backing away.

The song ended and Jo walked Stef back to her seat at the bar, saying to her, once there, "Why don't you join my friend and I, in our booth? No sense in staying here by yourself."

Looking towards the booth that Jo had indicated with a head-nod, Stef asked for her small clutch bag that the bartender had safely stowed behind the bar, paid her tab and turning to Jo, said, "Lead the way, Ms. Jo," smiling when saying it.

Ok, a small rewind here.

Jo referred to Tess as her 'friend' purposefully. The sibs had decided years ago to be 'friends' to chicks they were hitting on as a duo rather than the step-sibs that they were. Their reasoning was that some might be put off a bit at the 'almost' incestuous relationship of Tess & Jo. Rightly or wrongly, that's what they did....

"Tess, Stef's going to join us, okay?" Jo said when she and Stef reached their booth.

"Great! I'm tired of dancing with you anyway," Tess laughingly said as she took Stef's offered hand in greeting but giving Stef a quick buss on the cheek as she slid to make room for the three of them now.

Stef and Jo both laughed at her remark, the 'schtick' making Stef feel comfortable immediately with these two good-looking young women. The other thing Stef registered as she settled into her place in the booth was that both of these gals were slightly top-heavy for their build and Stef liked that, she being a worshipper of all that is breast related.

Catching Gloria's eye, Jo signaled to place an order, Gloria nodding to Jo as she finished taking the order at a booth a few spaces down.

"Three Margaritas?" Gloria asked, placing a napkin in front of Stef.

"I don't know....does a Margarita mix well with wine?" Stef asked, seriously not knowing.

"These will, Stef, they're some of the best I've ever had," Jo commented with a smile and a wink to Gloria, which, of course, was returned.

"Well, then, I'll have a Margarita," Stef said to Gloria, a smile on her lips as well. As Gloria walked away, Jo 'thought' she detected a bit more ass-strut in Gloria's step, almost as if it were for Jo's eyes alone.

Oh yeah, I will nail her this Thursday, Jo thought at the moment. 

Another slow song started, more slow ones than fast as it got later in the evenings and Tess, taking Stef's hand in hers, gently pulled Stef from their booth, leading them to the dance floor.

They meshed their bodies beautifully, Stef anxious to feel Tess' boobs against her own as she had Jo's earlier while dancing. Tess, like Jo, was an excellent dancer, easily moving them slowly around the floor, both arms around each other as they did so.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 15



Pulling her head from the side of Stef's, Tess leaned her brow against Stef's, her fingers tracing slow circles on Stef's back, both of them eye-fucking the other. Moving slowly, not breaking eye contact, Tess moved her lips towards Stef's, the feel of Stef's warm breath to her lips turning her on.

Tess kissed Stef, softly, lips moving over lips in small nibbles. Stef kissed back, opening her mouth to accept Tess' tongue, a welcomed and familiar warmth growing between her legs, making Stef sure that she would probably not strike out tonight.

The song ended and still holding hands, they made their way back to their booth, Stef sliding in first which put her between Jo and Tess. Their drinks were waiting and clinking glasses together, the ladies air-toasted each other, each sipping afterwards.

Stef couldn't help but notice that both Tess and Jo were sitting close, their legs brushing against hers, the heat feeling simply wonderful to Stef.

Jo turned Stef's face towards hers, kissing her with lust but not with roughness. When that kiss ended, Stef felt a finger on her chin turning her head towards Tess' waiting lips, Jo's hand rubbing softly up and down Stef's bare arm as she kissed Tess.

"Wow," Stef said when Tess broke off their kiss, "how in the world am I expected to pick between you two lovely girls?"

"Who says you have to?" Jo replied, her hand now stroking Stef's thigh through her dress.

"We know how to play nice," Tess contributed to the discussion, her lips placing small kisses to the side of Stef's neck afterwards, her lips nibbling at Stef's ear.

"That surely would take the pressure off of having to choose, wouldn't it?" Stef said, her breathing becoming labored as she moved her head around, stretching her neck up and down to accomodate both girls now, both nibbling around her neck and cheeks. Raising her hands to cup each girls' head, Stef's breathing became even more labored, her level of excitement rising.

"I have a room.....shame to let it go to waste," Stef said, kissing Jo lustfully immediately afterwards, liking that Tess was now fondling her breasts through her blouse, Stef not caring who the fuck might have been watching the mini-porn show that their booth had now become.

The three women left the booth after Jo paid their tab to Gloria and, of course, she left a large tip for her soon-to-be fuck buddy.

"Thanks sweetie," Gloria said when she saw how much of a tip she was getting, leaning in and whispering into Jo's ear, "Maybe, see you Thursday night?"

Leaning into Gloria's ear, Jo replied in a whisper, "No maybe about it, you will definitely see me Thursday night," planting a soft kiss to Gloria's ear afterwards.

"Looking forward to it," Gloria said as Jo left to catch up with Stef and Tess who were almost at the front door, holding hands as they walked out.

"One car or two?" Stef asked the girls.

"One. Ours. We'll bring you back to yours," Jo said.

"But, not 'til in the morning, right?" Stef questioned.

The sibs glanced at each other in that moment, Jo answering as she opened the back door of Tess' Beemer, "Right, not 'til in the morning," holding the door opened for Stef to slide into the back seat, followed by Jo.

"I'm at the downtown Hyatt, the executive tower," Stef said to Tess who was now behind the wheel, buckling up, "it has it's own parking garage and private elevator," Stef said further to Tess as Jo placed an arm around Stef, pulling Stef towards her lips. 

"I know where it is; enjoy the ride, ladies," Tess replied, adjusting her rear-view mirror just in time to catch the sight of Jo laying a lip-lock on Stef, Jo's hand sliding under Stef's blouse, Stef's hand sliding into the vee of Jo's paritally opened blouse at the same time.

"Oooh, mmmmmmm," came the moans and groans from the backseat of her car as Tess drove the trio towards their play-pen for the night.

Stef's mouth sucked noisily on Jo's tongue as the two women fondled each other feverishly, Stef's hand squeezing Jo's larger breasts with lust and passion, loving the feel of Jo's firm D-cups to her small hand and fingers. Pulling her mouth from Jo's, Stef peeled Jo's shirt to the side, exposing her quest, dropping her mouth to nosily suck on Jo's tits, animal sounds escaping her lips as she sucked with ferocity on Jo.

Arriving at the parking structure about ten minutes later, the trio made their way to the elevator that required a key-card to access the upper levels of the upscale Hotel. As the elevator made its way, slowly, to the top floor, Jo and Tess sandwiched Stef between them, both kissing on her, feeling her up, Tess knowing that their play would be giving someone a hard-on when it was viewed by security at some point.

Finally reaching Stef's floor, our trio made the short walk to Stef's suite, the sibs following behind Stef who almost speed-walked to her suite's door, slipping her card into the slot, opening her room to her visitors.

Stef's 'room' was actually a large suite of three rooms, nicely appointed, of course, a bottle of Champagne sitting in an ice-bucket, nicely chilled as Stef had asked the 'butler' of the floor to do.

"Would you like some Champagne?" Stef offered to her two playmates, hoping their answer would be no, that their answer would be that they wanted to get naked and jump into the bed with Stef for Stef was sooooo ready to get naked and to get fucked by these two twenty-somethings.

Their answer was exactly what Stef had hoped it would be, Jo leading the way to Stef's large bedroom, the King-sized bed already turned down by housekeeping and Jo leaving a trail of clothes behind her.

Tess moved behind Stef, her hands undoing Stef's blouse with nimble fingers from behind as Tess kissed and nibbled on the older woman's neck and shoulders. Jo knelt before Stef as her sib was pulling off Stef's blouse, dropping it to the floor, Jo's hands undoing the snap of Stef's skirt, unzipping it and letting it fall around the ankles of Stef for her to step out of.

Burying her mouth against Stef's silk briefs, Jo slowly gnawed at Stef's damp panties, her mouth surrounding the dampness of Stef's mons through the thin fabric, her mouth 'chewing' slowly, sending bolts of fire to Stef's quaking stomach.

Stef was an inch or two shorter than the sibs, her body slenderish, her B-cup breasts firm and sprinkled with freckles across her skin. Tess was kissing Stef, her tongue exploring the woman's mouth, Stef's head thrown back and sorta' resting against Tess' shoulder and turned towards Tess, her mouth moving as she sucked on the tongue that was in her mouth. Slipping her fingers in Stef's panties, Jo pulled them down and off of Stef, the woman now naked, Jo's mouth returning to the wet, trimmed pubes of Stef's pussy to lick and taste.

"Ohhh, that feels soooo goood," Stef cooed at her playmates, their hands all over her as they became naked as well, neither giving Stef time to even catch her breath from their fondling of her body, her breathing coming in short, rapid gasps and driven by her excitement of the moment.

Led onto the bed by the sibs, Stef was laid onto her back in the middle of the large bed, the sibs on either side of her, Stef's arms around them both, her eyes wide with excitement at their firm, young breasts, their nipples hard and begging to be sucked, Stef thought to herself.

The foreplay was not hurried but it was intense, their hands and lips and tongues all over each other, wet sounds of arousal from all of them as they played. Pulling Tess so that she could suck on those beautiful tits, Stef closed her eyes as her mouth tried, in vain, to suck all of Tess' tit into her mouth, her tongue licking and flicking across the younger woman's nipples in a feeding frenzy it almost seemed.

As Stef sucked, fondled and played with Tess' breasts, Jo was now between Stef's legs, her tongue flicking, playfully, across Stef's large clit, her mouth sucking it as if it were a baby-cock, producing lustful moans of enjoyment from the honey-blonde-headed woman. Holding Jo's head with a firm hand to her pussy, Stef slowly humped against Jo's mouth, while Tess straddled Stef's body between her legs, lowering her boobs for Stef to suck and play with again, Tess now feeling arousal and desire rising from deep inside as Stef did so.

Humping faster and faster against Jo's expert cunnilingus, Stef pulled Tess to move up, to straddle her head between the younger woman's legs and knees, her hands gripping Tess' ass tightly as she pulled that young pussy to her mouth.

"Uuuummmmmmmmmmm, oh damn, oh God...." the words from Stef, as she munched on Tess' pussy, muffled by that same pussy on her mouth, Tess' snatch now moving rapidly up and down across Stef's lips and tongue, Tess feeling the orgasm rising quickly.

"Aaaaah, oh damnnnnnn....." Stef cried aloud when Jo's cunnlinigus drew forth the orgasm that Stef so needed to feel that night, her noise of climax mixing with Tess' now, Tess gripping her hands tightly on the headboard of the hotel bed as her hips rocked back and forth against Stef's rapidly chewing lips and mouth.

Barely having time to catch her breath from her world-class climax, Stef felt Tess' pussy lifting from her mouth, it now red and wet with pussy juices, felt Jo moving to take Tess' place so that Stef could now eat Jo's very wet, very needful of climax pussy which Stef eagerly and happily did. Exchanging places, Jo now rode Stef's mouth as Tess' own mouth was now expertly bringing orgasmic bliss to visit Stef once more. 

Eventually, the three women were sated of their animal urges and needs, Stef's bed now looking as if a fight had taken place in it. Stef couldn't seem to get enough of her two playmates' titties, feeling them, sucking them, their young firmness providing grist for Stef's mill of lust. With a last long and loud sucking of both girls' titties, Stef finally slipped her mouth from a tit, her head dropping like a stone to the large, oversized pillows of the large, oversized bed. Pulling both girls to lay against her, Stef was quickly asleep, the girls joining her in that, the three exhausted from the sex-play and orgasms....

"Call me? Either of you, both of you, I don't care, anytime, okay?" Stef said as she prepared to get out of Tess' car which had brought the trio back to the parking lot of The Loft in the morning, Stef's Benz sitting out in the middle of the lot, lonely in its spot, surrounded by the empty slots around it.

Stef had given both girls her private number, and exchanging a good-bye kiss with them both, Stef got into her car, waving, then driving off to wherever.

"Woman sure likes sucking titties, doesn't she?" Jo remarked to her sis as they watched Stef drive away. Pulling her blouse opened to show the bite marks that Stef had left on her boobs to Tess, Tess laughed and did the same for Jo, both sibs having hickies on their tits from Stef's mouth.

"Good pussy, though," Tess said to her sis as she left the parking lot of the club, turning to find them a place to have a much needed bite of breakfast.

"Roger that," Jo agreed, the sibs exchanging a fist bump of agreement at Tess' statement....

Jo was in the shower of the larger bathroom of Tess' house, singing away, the sound of the shower, thankfully, drowning her poor attempt to do so. Jo could eat pussy like a champ but couldn't carry a tune in a bucket.

Didn't stop her from singing in the shower, though.

She didn't hear the bathroom door open because of her bad singing and the noise of the shower, didn't register the fact that Jean had come into the bathroom and was standing there, gazing lustfully at Jo's body. No, the first clue that Jo had that she had company was when the shower stall's door opened and she felt a hand reach around her back to cup her breast.

"Oh fuck, Jean, you scared the shit out of me," Jo said, her heart beating like crazy from the shock/surprise when she turned around quickly at the touch of Jean's hand to her boob.

"My bad," Jean said as she moved against Jo, forcing Jo against the shower wall, her hand quickly between Jo's legs, stroking Jo's cunt, "here, let me make it up to you," Jean dropping to her knees while saying it.

With the water beating down upon her, Jean put her mouth to Jo's pussy and gave her a real welcome-home-soldier reception, cheerfully, at that. They quickly finished with that, drying off just as quickly as they could and pulling Jo by her hand, Jean threw her on the bed and once again, buried her face between Jo's firm, toned legs, giving Jo some wonderful orgasms in the process.

Pulling her face from between Jo's legs, Jean climbed onto the bed and then onto Jo's face, looking down as her pussy soon covered the smiling Jo's face. Jean rode Jo's mouth as if she were riding a bucking bronco, screaming loudly as Jo brought her to several delicious climaxes in a row, Jean's screams of pleasure carrying throughout the house.

Downstairs, Tess continued watching the movie on the TV, smiling when Jean's cries of release reached her ears.....

(continued in Chapter 16)



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 16



(continued from chapter 15)... 

Tess slept alone that Wednesday night, happily so, glad that Jo and Jean could have that time together. She knew that Jo had a lot to get out of her system after being overseas, fighting a war, and, just trying to stay alive.

Thursday morning broke clear with blue skies and a bright sun. Tess was just finishing her first cup of coffee, reading the newspaper in the breakfast nook of her rented home, when Jo came downstairs, her nakedness covered with a tee.

"Morning, sunshine," Tess said to her sib, "had a good time last night?"

"Oh, yeah....Jean's a lot of fun in the sack; great tits," Jo replied smilingly as she poured a much needed cup of java for herself.

"Yeppers," Tess agreed, holding her cup to Jo for a refill, "that first semester when we were thrown together as roomies? First time I saw her tits as she was changing made me damn near cum right then and there."

"I hear that," Jo agreed.

"So, you going to The Loft tonight?" Tess asked, her eyes on her sis over the rim of her mug.

"I'd like to. Want to go with me?" Jo replied.

"Nope. Madge's ol' man is out of town and she's coming over for a quickie tonight, but, you're welcome to use my wheels," Tess replied, feeling a little tickle to her snatch at the thought of her married lover, Madge.

"I'll take you up on that," Jo said with a smile on her face and love in the heart for her baby step-sis.....

Jo never set foot in The Loft.

She was about to but, hearing her name being called out, she turned towards the voice and saw Gloria approaching from a different spot of the parking lot.

"You keep your word," Gloria said as she approached Jo, smiling her biggest smile at the attractive Jo.

"I do," Jo replied, smiling back, liking the sexy package approaching her.

Gloria was dressed in a pair of ass-hugging pants, a tight sweater hugging her nice-sized breasts, hoop earings, and four-inch 'fuck me' heels.

Sticking her arm through Jo's, Gloria gave Jo a wet, warm kiss, asking afterwards, "Do you really want to go inside?"

"I'm open to options," Jo smilingly replied, her nostrils registering the faint scent of Magnolias from Gloria.

"Well, then, how's this for an option? Follow me back to my place, crack open a bottle of wine, and let's get to know each other a bit," Gloria suggested, looking to Jo's face for reaction.

"Like that option just fine," Jo answered, kissing Gloria afterwards, a little tongue play, this time, between the two women.

"Keep that thought," Gloria said as she parted from Jo to return to her car as Jo did the same.

Yep, definitely gonna' get me a piece of that, tonight, Jo thought to herself with a smile as she followed Gloria down the boulevard that ran in front of the University...

"Over here, sit by me," Gloria said to her guest, patting a spot on the small loveseat in the living room of Gloria's townhouse.

Clinking their glasses against the other's, they both took a slow sip of the Red that Gloria had opened, both looking over their glasses at each other.

Oh yeah, there was some serious eye-fucking going on, yes indeedy, there surely was.

"I don't always do this, you know," Gloria said to Jo, placing her wineglass on the coffee table in front of the loveseat.

"Do what? Drink wine?" Jo asked, setting her own glass down, as well.

"No, silly, flirt and hustle chicks from the club," Gloria replied, extending her arm over Jo's on the back of the loveseat, letting her fingers twirl in Jo's short-cut hair.

"Never?" Jo questioned.

"Didn't say 'never', just 'not always," Gloria replied, her fingers still twirling away.

"Glad you did, this time," Jo responded just before pulling Gloria towards her, kissing her with increasing lust as Gloria responded in kind, both of them quickly fondling the other, breasts in each other's hands. 

They both had a need that night did the two women.

"My bedroom or here?" Gloria asked, her breathing excited as was Jo's.

"Bedroom," was the simple reply from Jo, a strong desire overtaking her, her need to fuck this woman looming large inside of her now.

"Good choice," Gloria responded, jumping up from the loveseat, pulling Jo behind her towards her dimly lit love-chamber.

They undressed each other, slowly, kissing each other hungrily as they did so, each taking enormous pleasure in touching the other, their fingers exploring the flesh of the other while their tongues danced a slow tango.

"I've been dying to do this since the other night when I first saw you," Gloria said as she sat Jo on the edge of her bed, kneeling between Jo's legs after doing so.

With no attempt at foreplay, Gloria lowered her mouth to Jo's now-slick pussy, moaning a sound of contentment when she did so. Slowly, knowing how and what to do, Gloria gave Jo a world-class pussy-eating, her seemingly mile-long tongue exploring Jo's love canal, her hands, above her head, cupping and fondling Jo's breasts. Jo had leaned back, supported by her arms behind her on the bed, her head thrown back, soft sounds of arousal escaping her throat.

"Oh, goddamnit, girl......" Jo moaned in response to the party going on down there, moving her body forward in pleasure, her fingers gripping Gloria's hair tighter and tighter in passion.

Ka-pow! 

That first wave of orgasm arose quickly, catching Jo by surprise, causing her to hump her pussy against Gloria's working lips and tongue. Then came number two, three....well, you get the picture.

Pulling Gloria from between her legs, Jo laid flat on the bed as Gloria knee-walked up Jo's body which was straddled by Gloria's legs as she did so. Stopping when Jo's head was directly under her pussy, Gloria lowered her shaved snatch to Jo's opening mouth as Jo dug her fingers into that fine ass she had admired so much a couple of nights ago.

Not rushing at all, Jo took her own sweet time in bringing Gloria to climax, teasing her, bringing her 'to the brink' several times before, finally, allowing Gloria to explode with orgasm, the server's body quaking and shaking, small, mewing sounds of satisfaction as she rode Jo's most excellent mouth and tongue to repeated pleasures.

"Why me?" Jo asked as she and Gloria lay in each other's arms in post-coitial bliss, each nibbling with teasing kisses on the other.

"Don't know.....when I walked up to your table, all I saw was that gorgeous fucking smile of yours shining in the dimness and I was toast, I was hooked, I wanted some of 'dat!" Gloria answered as honestly as she knew how.

"Tell you something else," Gloria continued, "doing what we just did is all I've been able to think about since the other night; can't tell you how horny I was when I saw you at the club tonight."

"Surprised that a good looking gal like you isn't hooked up with someone," Jo opined as her fingers stroked Gloria's womanhood.

"She's out of town on business, so, technically, I guess I'm cheating," Gloria replied, "Shame to say it's not the first time. Guess I'm a bit of slut when it comes to that, you know, sneaking around, cheating."

"I won't lose sleep over it if you won't," Jo replied, kissing Gloria lustfully afterwards.

"Oooh, does that mean you're spending the night?" Gloria asked her bed-mate.

"Nah, can't sweetie, have to hit the road early tomorrow for a trip home to see the parents, and in fact, I really should leave right now," Jo replied moving to find her clothes on the floor of the bedroom.

"Any chance of seeing you again?" Gloria asked, hopefully.

"Next time I'm in town, you can take it to the bank, baby," kissing Gloria sweetly as she finished buttoning her blouse, "I'll slip the lock on the door when I leave."

Driving back to Tess' house, Jo was having good thoughts about the waitress, Gloria, yes indeedy, she was.

Crawling into bed, Tess' bed, Jo snuggled up to her step-sis, nothing in mind other than being close to Tess.

"Want to fool around?" Jo heard from Tess' side of the bed just as she got settled next to Tess.

"Didn't you and Madge have a romp tonight?" Jo queried her sib.

"Yeah, we did, a really good one, why?" Tess answered, leaning on an elbow and turning to look at Jo in the moon-lit bedroom.

"Didn't you get off?" Jo questioned further.

"Yeah, I did, several times; what's your point?" Tess answered, lowering her head to suck Jo's tit into her mouth, well, as much of it as she could.

So, the sibs made love to one another, of course they did.......

"When the I.E.D. blew, it took out our lead Humvees and brought the convoy to a halt, everybody hitting the deck and scrambling for cover," Jo said to her parents and Tess, the three of them silent, tears forming and trickling down the cheeks of her step-sis and mom.

Jo's eyes were focused somewhere, but not inside of the Clancys' home, no, they were focused somewhere far away as she told them 'the story' of how she received a battlefield promotion after that terrible day.

"I could hear the screams and cries for help from our lead Humvee, oh God, those cries for help," Jo said, her voice almost disembodied it seemed as her mind replayed that terrible day in her head.

"Don't know how or why but the next thing I remember was hunkering down as low as I could and running to my guys who were in the field of fire. My other guys threw a blanket of return fire to the house where the insurgents were attempting to finish off the wounded.....the smoke from the burning wreck provided a bit of cover for me, my guys all screaming at me to get back to cover," Jo's almost-robotic voice droned on.

"I managed to get one of my guys back to our cover vehicles, the medics taking him from my hands immediately to tend to him. I ran back to get another, but this time, one of my boys ran with me to help, and we managed to get two more of our platoon back to what was left of our unit," Jo continued, stopping, staring off to somewhere else.

"We saved three....lost three in the first two vehicles....." Jo continued, her body in the warm living room of the house, her mind, her mind somewhere far away.

As if something snapped inside of her head, Jo sorta' shook her head as if trying to clear cobwebs from her mind, concluding by saying, "After returning to base once the fire-fight was over and those fuckers were all dead, the insurgents all dead, we were debriefed, our unit given down time to regroup our heads."

"I was promoted two weeks later, put in charge of a company and someway, somehow, survived......"

The silence was deafening, Chris and Tess fighting to choke back a flood of emotions, their faces streaked with the tracks of the tears that they had been shedding. Robert, their father, was fighting to hold on to his own emotions as well but, in the end, lost that battle as had his wife and daughter as the trio absorbed the full impact of what had happened to Jo and her platoon, 'over there' so very far away but yet, so close to home.

"They called me a hero but I'm not the hero; my people who lost legs and arms and sight, they're the heroes, not me.....all of the men and women who've lost their lives, they're the heroes, not me...I did what had to be done, that's all," Jo said, her story coming to an end.

Looking to the man she called dad, not step-dad, looking at her mom and then her sis, not step-sis, Jo said, in finality, "I do not need, nor want, to ever talk of this, again; I'm home and it's behind me now so, please, please don't ever ask me to tell you this again."

They didn't....ever.

The family hugged each other for a very long time, each dealing with the horrific story that Jo had told in their own way. 

The rest of that night was somber, the sounds of crying from the parents' room and from Tess' room, the only sounds heard after the family retired for the evening....

"No, we'll be fine, y'all go and have a good time," Jo and Tess urged the parental units. Robert and Chris were unsure about a quick trip to see some friends a few towns away. Their plan was to stay over for a couple nights, returning on the third day.

In truth, both of the sibs were hoping for something like this so that they could have a little Holiday fun of their own, so, yes, they encouraged the 'rents to have a great time.

"Whew, thought they weren't going to go for a while," Tess remarked as she and Jo waved goodbye to the 'rents who were driving away.

"Yeah, me too; so, hotshot, what's on the agenda?" Jo asked her sib.

"Well, I'm open to suggestions, Jo, what would you like to do?" Tess replied, dodging the bullet of having to make a decision.

"Let's clean up, go downtown and grab a bite and hit a couple of the clubs," Jo answered, "dance a little, drink a little, hell, we might get lucky, never know," Jo said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Plan B could be that High School chick I told you about, you know, the Franks' daughter, Megan," Tess suggested, a little excited by the thought of Megan with her and her step-sis in bed.

"Let's see what happens, okay; me first in the shower," Jo answered, running upstairs to do her thing.

The food was great, the people on the street were all in Holiday spirit, and Tess had her almost-perfect I.D. for the clubs they'd be going to, so all was well for the girls.

Didn't take them long. First club they tried was a 'known' lesbian hang-out, upscale, small, intimate, catering to the 'older' lezes of the city.

"We're the youngest by about ten or fifteen years," Tess commented to Jo as they sat at the bar sipping their drinks. The place was about half-full, some women at tables or booths, away from the long bar, some standing and talking and some, like Jo and Tess, sitting at the bar.

The one thing that most of the women had in common that night was having 'roving eyes', checking out other women. Understandable, the bar catered to lesbians, duh!

"Would you girls like to join my friend and I at our table?" the redhead asked when she walked up to Jo and Tess, positioning herself between their barstools.

Looking towards a remote table near the back of the bistro, there sat another woman, forty-something they surmised, much like the redhead who smelled simply delicious to the girls.

Looking to each other, the sibs accepted the attractive woman's invitation, the redhead asking the bartender to send a round to their table.

"Ladies, this is my friend, Julie; I'm Sondra and you are........" Sondra asked after introducing themselves to the sibs. Tess did the honors, the sibs sitting at right angles to each other, the older women next to a younger woman.

Perfect, all thought independantly of each other.

"Just to be clear, how old are you girls?" Julie asked, her blue eyes sparkling, bright in the dimly-lit bar.

"I'll be twenty-one in two weeks and Jo is twenty-four," Tess replied.

"Aah, good; and to be double-clear, you two are aware that that this club attracts mostly lesbian and bi women, right?" Sondra contributed to the table's conversation.

"Oh, damn, I hope so; I'd be pissed if it didn't," Jo replied with a straight face, bringing laughter to all.

Their drinks arrived, all four women eyeing the tall, shapely server in her short outfit as she walked away with a very healthy tip. They chit-chatted, ordered another round, taking turns a couple of times with each other to dance to some slow tunes from the sound system. 

In short, all were having a pleasant time, even able to cop a feel, here and there, on the dance floor.

"Would you ladies like to take the party to our house? It's not far and one of you could ride with me and Julie could ride with one of you," Sondra suggested as her hand rubbed Tess' thigh under the table, her hand and fingers half-way up Tess' short skirt.

"How 'bout I ride with you," Tess suggested with no explanation of why. Giving her car keys over to Jo, saying, "Julie can guide you to Sondra's, Jo and we'll meet up there, okay?"

Winking at Tess, Jo just nodded in agreement, stood and took Julie by the hand to walk to Tess' car. Tess and Sondra followed, walking a bit slower, their heads close together in private talk. Tess couldn't help but notice the envious leers from some of the patrons as the two twenty-somethings left the bar with the two forty-somethings, the lustful glances causing Tess to smile to herself.

Sondra's car was a big-assed Benz, brand-new and the largest sedan class that Mercedes had, easily over a hundred grand thought Tess as she admired the new, sure-to-be, classic.

Once inside the leather-rich sedan, both women turned to the other and leaned towards the lips of their car mate, Tess taking Sondra's hand and placing it on her younger braless, firm tits as they kissed each other in the darkness of the car.

"Nice," Sondra complimented as she freely felt up Tess after their kiss was over, "I like firm breasts; mine are okay but they are twenty years older than yours."

"They feel fine to me," Tess answered as she fondled Sondra's C-cup breasts, the nipples pushing hard against the fabric of the lacy bra, as Tess' hand wandered freely inside of the older woman's blouse.

"Let's do go home," Sondra suggested, starting the car and driving to the exit. On the way, Tess caught a glimpse of Jo and Julie in a monster mouth-lock of a kiss as they stood next to Tess' Beemer.

"May I?" Tess asked, sliding her hand under Sondra's skirt without having yet received permission to do so.

"Oh, please do, darling, it'll make the ten minute drive just that much better," Sondra smilingly said to Tess and spreading her legs a bit for Tess' hand and fingers to play.

It took Tess less than five minutes to get Sondra off, the orgasm damn near making her lose control of her Benz on the interstate.

"Ooooh, little girl, that felt good," Sondra finally was able to say between gasps for breath, her chest heaving up and down from excitement.

"Have toys?" Tess asked while sucking Sondra's juices from her two fingers.

"Many...have restraints, too, if you're into that," Sondra replied, happy that she went with her gut instinct by asking the two girls to join she and her partner, Julie.

"Gonna' be a fun night Sondra," Tess answered with a smile, Tess feeling her 'kink' coming on strong......

Following Julie's directions, Jo guided Tess' car through the interstate traffic while, unbuckled and laying across the console, Julie sucked on Jo's tits as Jo drove them to Sondra's. Jo used her left hand to steer the car while her right hand played with Julie's shaved pussy under the older woman's skirt.

"Mmmmm, I do like the way you suck titties," Jo cooed honestly. It was true. Julie was an excellent titty-sucker. A precursor to spectacular pussy eating? Yeah, probably so, Jo correctly thought.

"Who wouldn't love sucking on these beauties," Julie remarked between long, pulling, suckles of Jo's large nipples, small and tender bites a part of the play.

"If you like mine, you'd absolutely would love my sis' housemate's boobs, they are spectacular," Jo answered without thinking first.

Shit!

"Sister? Tess is your sister?" Julie asked, her eyes a bit wide at that revelation but her pussy getting a bit wetter, at the same time.

"Step-sis, actually," Jo said in an attempt to recover her gaffe.

"Ooooh, that's kinda' kinky, but hot, I must say," Julie replied, returning to suck on Jo's titties as Jo fought hard to keep her concentration on her driving.

"Do you and Tess, you know, fool around wih each other?" Julie asked between bites of Jo's nipples.

Well, the cat's out of the bag now, Jo thought before answering, "Yeah, we do."

"I like that," was all that Julie answered as she opened her legs just a wee bit wider to accomodate Jo's fucking fingers in her increasingly wet snatch....

The four women shared a bottle of excellent wine in a brief pre-sex ritual of setting the stage for what was to follow for them. Jo had pulled Tess off to the side to tell her of her slip of the tongue about their relationship. Seeing Sondra and Julie in hurried, quiet conversation, Jo correctly surmised that Julie was sharing the step-sib info with Sondra, as well.




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Shrugging her shoulders in a 'so what' manner, Tess simply said, "Fuck it, Jo, no big thing, we'll never see these gals again, so no biggie," Tess said to her sister-lover.

"Still...sorry," Jo said in contrition.

Sondra put the matter out onto the table, so to speak, when she and Julie walked towards the sibs as Jo and Tess admired the lush backyard of the women's home from the back deck.

"Julie and I simply love the thrill of finding younger gals to join us in bed but to find two sisters, well, girls, that sorta' puts a special kick into it," Sondra said as she sidled up to Tess, placing a tongue-probing kiss to Tess' ear afterwards.

"Yes it does," Julie agreed as she leaned to kiss Jo on the lips while her non-glass holding hand brazenly felt and fondled Jo's girls in front of the horned-up quartet.

"Have fun ladies," Sondra said as she took Tess' hand in hers, "we're off to go play now," leading Tess back into the women's large home.

"Great idea," Julie agreed and, taking Jo by her hand, did the same, leading her back into the house as well.

Once in the bedroom, Sondra took control of the situation, undressing Tess while admiring the younger woman's body as she did so, freely fondling and touching Tess as she did so, kissing Tess lustfully as she did so. Laying Tess onto the bed to watch as she undressed, Sondra and Tess eye-fucked each other as the older woman disrobed.

Sondra was in great shape for a forty-something, Tess thought as she leered at the older woman. Good tits, nice ass, pretty pussy with a trimmed landing strip of pubes, like she, herself, had. After she was naked, as Tess was, Sondra joined her in bed, kneeling with Tess' head between her legs.

"Eat me, Tess, make me cum," Sondra said very matter-of-factly, the request actually being more of a command to the younger woman.

"Yes ma'am," Tess replied, sliding into the role of sub easily, liking being told what to do to the older woman. With her hands gripping the older woman's ass-cheeks tightly, Tess pulled the forty-something's pussy to her twenty year-old mouth to pleasure.......

In another bedroom, Jo stood by the bed, both she and Julie naked but Julie in the bed, on her stomach, her head turned to watch Jo put on the strap-on harness as she had asked Jo to do. Anticipating the fucking that she was about to receive from this gorgeous young woman, her insides churned with excitement.

"You don't have to be gentle, Jo," Julie said as Jo positioned herself to fuck the older woman, doggy-style.

"You don't have to worry about that," Jo replied as she slid the large, black dildo device into Julie's pussy, "I won't be."

And, she wasn't, soon fucking Julie as hard as she had ever been fucked with her massive toy.....

Gotta' get me one like this, Tess thought to herself as, yet, another orgasm began to rise to claim her as a happy victim.

'This' was a double-dildo, thick and long, each end of the device inside of Sondra and Tess as they sat on the bed facing each other, Tess' legs over the older woman's. Their hands fondled each other's breasts while their tongues explored the other's mouth, both of the women humping towards each other's pussy in a fucking manner, the double-dildo doing its job of providing satisfaction to each as they did so.

Just after Tess' latest orgasm was ebbing, Sondra pushed Tess onto her back, taking the dildo out of Tess' pussy but keeping her end still inside of her own pussy. With her hand, Sondra postioned Tess' end of the device at Tess' asshole, pushing gently until the large cock-head of the dildo slid inside of Tess, its thickness causing Tess to grunt, then moan, as the pain/pleasure washed over her.

Sliding her hands under Tess' legs to hold them in position, Sondra increased her hip thrusts, each thrust forcing the device deeper into Tess' stretched hole, Sondra and Tess both grunting in lustful contentment. Using one of her hands to massage Tess' clit as she ass-fucked the twenty year-old, Sondra furiously masturbated Tess' clit while fucking her ass at the same time, both women reaching orgasm quickly as a result.

Damn, that hurt, Tess thought as she felt the dildo slowly leaving her well-fucked ass, but, she thought further, it hurt in 'a good way'......

"Harder, fuck me harder," Julie cried to Jo, begged Jo, as the younger was ass-fucking the older as the older had asked her to do.

Jo had pounded Julie's pussy hard with the strap-on, bringing joyful release to Julie as a result. Once again, Jo was pounding hard with the device, but in Julie's ass as Julie had begged her to do. Each thrust of Jo's hips brought grunts and moans of pain/pleasure to Julie's lips, each thrust bringing a strange pleasure to Jo that ramped up her horniness even more than it already was.

"No more....enough," Julie finally cried. Turning towards Jo after the younger woman had pulled it from her now-sore ass, Julie took the device from Jo's body, throwing it to the floor to be dealt with later.

Smothering Jo with lustful kisses full of tongue, Julie pulled Jo to lay on the bed next to her, placing Jo onto her back. Biting on Jo's hard, excited nipples, Julie moved to lay between Jo's now-spread legs.

"Now, it your turn, baby, let Aunt Julie rock your world," Julie said matter-of-factly, lowering her mouth to Jo's super-wet pussy, Jo's 'little man' standing at attention in Julie's mouth.

She did. Julie abso-fucking-lutely rocked Jo's world, repeatedly.....

"We smell like pussy," Tess commented to her step-sib as she drove them home at three o'clock that morning, leaving two well-fucked and sucked older broads in their wake back at Sondra and Julie's place.

"Damn. Can't imagine why," Jo replied, her sarcasm thickly applied to the comment.

The girls shared their individual romps with each other, each delighting in sharing and hearing of the fuck session that they had had as Tess drove, her ass still tingling from being fucked by Sondra.

Not an entirely bad feeling, thought Tess.

Jo's nipples were quite sore as well, Jo realized, and her tits would have huge hickies in the morning, she was sure. Still, it was hurting in 'a good way, Jo decided.

"Sleep with me?" Jo asked Tess as the sibs prepared to finally go to bed after showering the sex from their bodies, no sex-play between the step-sibs in the shower that night as they cleaned the other.

"Yeah," was all that Tess said in reply, following Jo into her bedroom to do so, both sibs satisfied just to be in bed with each other.

There was no need for sex between the sibs that night, well, early morning really. Spooning with each other, the sibs quickly fell asleep, happy to have the other one next to their body, as they did so...

The knocking on the heavy front doors of the Clancy home that following afternoon had an ominous sound to it, Tess would think later. The loud knocks sounding almost immediately after the door chimes had rung, announcing that someone was at the front door.

Opening the door, the sibs were met by a mountain of a man, dressed in the uniform of the State Police.

This can't be good, thought the step-sibs, independently.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, ladies," the man in the policeman's uniform said to Jo and Tess as they both stood in the entryway of the house, looking up to his very serious face....

Robert and Chris Clancy lost their lives that December afternoon because some drunk asshole had been driving while plastered to the gills, the drunk asshole running a stop sign while driving on the city's streets at sixty miles an hour, plowing into the Clancys' car at an intersection.

No, it would not be the usual, joyous Christmas that year for Jo and Tess...



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They were alone now. They only had each other now. But, for Tess and Jo, it was enough, it was all they needed....

"Thank you, thank you for coming to say goodbye to them,....." the, almost, identical words flowing from the sibs' mouths as they bade the well-wishers farewell, thanking each and every one, a 'well attended service' the newspaper would say in the write-up.

Robert and Chris, their wishes followed to a 'T', were creamated and, true to their Irish roots, both had decreed a service of celebration of their lives, not a mourning of their passing. Their ashes, at a later date, would be interred in the Clancy masoleum in County Cork, the land of his birth, the land of his wife's parents' birth. Jo and Tess would see to it, making the trip themselves to get it done.

Jo and Tess, loving daughters that they were, followed the directives of their parents, their 'Celebration of Robert and Chris' a true, ol' sod gathering, the food and drink seemingly unending.

"Thank you Sissy, your people were absolutely fabulous; thank you for all of your help," Tess said, thanking the caterer and her crew, the mess cleaned up, the trash removed, the last guest gone.

"That's it?" Jo asked as she walked up to her step-sis, laying her head onto Tess' shoulder, their arms around each other's waist.

"That's it....have a glass with me?" Tess questioned her sib, walking to the wet-bar of the house, their house now, free and clear thanks to the mortgage insurance Robert and Chris had taken out when they married.

Pouring a glass of Sherry, the Clancys' favorite afternoon drink of choice, for she and Jo, they silently tipped the rim of their glasses to each other's.

"To dad," Robert's birth-daughter toasted.

"To mom," Chris' birth-daughter toasted.

"To great parents," Robert and Chris' daughters toasted, the 'step' part of the family dynamic only being a legality, never an impediment to their happiness as a family unit.

"I've been meaning to tell you," Jo said to Tess, "I've gotten the leave extension that I requested from the Army. I'll be able to stay and get the legal issues handled, meet with the lawyers and the Trust people at the bank, okay?" 

"So, you want me to go back to school after New Year's? You'll be able to get it all done without me?" Tess asked as she, like Jo, kicked off her shoes and put her feet onto the coffee table in front of the couch they sat on.

"One more semester, sis, the 'rents would've wanted you to do it, you know that," Jo said tenderly.

"Yeah, I know but...but it just seems like I'm laying all of this stuff on you, not pulling my weight with getting all of this settled," Tess protested, truly feeling that it was so.

"Baby, come on, you KNOW its what you need to do; don't worry about the rest of it, mom and pop were smart about their stuff, set it up to minimize trouble for us; it ain't no big deal, okay?" Jo replied to comfort Tess' feelings.

"'Course...if you don't trust me......." Jo jokingly teased her sib.

"With my life, you know that," Tess replied solemnly, no joking for her about the issue of trust between she and Jo. Both felt the same. Both would lay down her life for the other knowing that the other would do the same.

No doubts. Ever.

"What about the house when I'm at school? When you're at your base?" Tess asked anxiously when the thought appeared out of nowhere.

"We'll hire a property management company that will take care of security monitoring, on-premise checking of the house, forward our mail as needed, all of it," Jo explained.

"Only thing is that we have to let them know when we're coming home so that they can adjust accordingly with the security people's monitoring. Be a bitch to be busted as you unlock your own house, wouldn't it?" Jo joked, attempting to get a smile on her sister's face.

"I'm tired, think I'm going to bed," was the only thing Tess said in reply.

"Me too, babe, I'm bushed," Jo agreed, joining her sib as they secured the house for the night.

The girls trudged up the stairs, each step harder for them to take as the fatigue from the day rushed to capture them both.

"Sleep with me, please?" Tess asked Jo when they reached the top of the stairs.

"Was already planning on it, babycakes," Jo said with a smile to her baby-sib, placing a soft, tender kiss to Tess' cheek.

They did. They cuddled in each other's arms for a while, just holding the other, both in their private thoughts. Flipping her body to the other side, Tess backed up her body to Jo's, the spooning of their bodies almost automatic when they slept together.

Feeling Jo's nakedness against her own, Tess thought the moment to be the only bright spot of the day. She fell asleep quickly, soon after she felt Jo's arm pulling their bodies closer together, the act making Tess feel safe, secure, as it always did.....


"Is that the last batch?" Tess asked Jo as she shook her writing hand to get rid of the cramps from writing soooo many thank-you notes.

"Yep, no more, thank God," Jo answered as she rubbed the wrist of her writing hand as well.

Robert and Chris would be proud. The Clancys valued the most basic of kindnesses, both feeling that common decency to fellow humans a thing quickly fading from modern society. Hand-written and personal thank-you notes from their daughters would have, indeed, made them proud. 

They did a good job of raising their children.

And Jolene and Tess were paying attention as they did so.

It was almost two weeks since the accident, almost ten days since the service. Christmas had come and gone a few days ago, no holiday cheer to be found at the Clancy home this year. New Year's Eve was a couple of days away but not really weighing heavy on either girl's mind, as it would have, any other year but this one.

"I think you should go forward with your plans for graduate school," Jo said as she handed Tess a beer from the fridge.

"I think I will make that decision after we see how we shake out after taxes and stuff, after the estate is settled," Tess countered.

"I'm sure we'll be alright; mom and pop were 'money-smart', we both know that," Jo countered back.

"Yeah, they were," Tess conceded.

"What about you? Going to stay in the Army?" Tess asked after a long pull at her ice-cold long-necked Corona.

"Don't think so. Gotta' couple of things that I'm bouncing around in my head right now," Jo answered as they plopped onto separate overstuffed chairs in the den of the home.

"Between High School ROTC, College ROTC, and active duty, overseas, in a war zone, I can resign my commission, honorably, and receive my full vet benefits, so, I'm leaning heavily towards getting out," Jo said further.

"Then what?" Tess asked Jo, returning with two fresh cold beers for them from the wet-bar.

"That's what's bouncing around in my head," Jo replied, taking the offered beer from Tess, "Got a few things I'm thinking about."

"Like what?" Tess probed.

"Let you know when I've narrowed it down," Jo answered with a chuckle.

"One thing I can tell you though is that I want to be near you, living together, if at all possible," Jo said to her sister-lover.

Hearing those words from her Jo caused Tess' eyes to well up with tears, the sound of the doorbell being the only thing that stopped Tess from sobbing at her joy upon hearing her Jo say those words.

Wiping her eyes quickly with the back of her hand, Tess answered the door, opening it to find Megan standing there, Meg's eyes red, wet, and puffy.

"Oh Tess, I'm so, so sor........" Megan tried to say but falling apart before she could, bursting into body-wrenching sobs, almost falling had Tess not grabbed her and kept her almost standing.

"I should've....but, I couldn't, I didn't know how or what..............you know I should have been here but I couldn't," Meg babbled almost incoherently as Tess led her into the den.

"Oh, Jo.....Jo, I'm so, so, sorry," Megan blubbered when she saw Jo sitting there, rushing to hug Jo.

"Shhhhh, shhhhh, Megan.......here, baby, sit down before you fall down," Jo comforted Megan, Tess helping Jo to put Meg sitting on the couch.

Slowly, Megan regained her composure, somewhat, her tears finally stopping after a short while. Looking to both Jo and Tess sitting across the room, she said, "I'm so sorry. I should have been here for you Tess and, you too, Jo. But, I just, I just......" Megan's voice said, trailing off into silence.

"It's okay, Meg, it really is. You KNOW that I know you care....that's all that counts, Meg, both Jo and I know you care and we appreciate it, we appreciate you and your friendship," Tess replied to her friend/lover, her voice soft, full of caring for the eighteen year-old.

"Thank you," Megan said, after a short while, finally able to smile at the step-sibs.

"Here, I think one won't do you any harm," Jo said as she handed a beer to Meg, another one to Tess and kept one for herself, "help you relax, okay?"

"Okay...thank you, I think you're right," Megan conceded, the ice-cold beer feeling so very right in that moment when it touched her lips.

They talked, keeping the conversation light, catching Jo and Meg up with each other's lives, mostly, since Jo hadn't seen her for a few years. Tess tossed tidbits, here and there, into the conversation but mostly, she just sat back observing Meg and her sis jabbering with each other.

"So what are your big plans for New Year's Eve?" Tess asked Meg when the conversation paused for a moment between Meg and Jo.

"I wish," Meg said a bit dispairingly, "Nothing planned; you?"

"We haven't really talked about it, but I think, this year, I'm going to stay in. Too many drunks on the road on that night," the mention of drunk drivers driving a knife into the hearts of the sibs when Tess said it.

"Roger that!" was all that Jo said in comment.

"Yeah, I can see that," Meg agreed, "Well, look I've got to run to orchestra rehearsal; call me before you go back to school?" 

"Yeah, for sure, I will, Meg," Tess said as she rose from her chair to hug her friend/lover goodbye.

"Say... Meg? You don't have anything going on for New Year's, right?" Jo asked suddenly, as if a thought had popped into her head.

"Riiigght....." Meg confirmed, drawing out the word, curious about the question.

"Want to hang out here, with us? Spend the night so nobody has to drive? Give us all a chance to get loose and seriously fucked-up without having to worry about it?" Jo asked further.

"Seriously???" Meg asked as she looked between Tess and Jo, her eyes wide with surprise, happiness, and God knows what else.

"Seriously," Tess said, confirming her agreement with Jo's sudden thought, pretty sure she knew where Jo's head was going with the idea.

"I'll have to ask my parents since, even though I'm eighteen, I live in THEIR house, live by THEIR rules," Meg's frustration with those realities obvious to a blind man, "but, yes! Yes, I'd love to."

"Then, consider it a done deal and I'll make sure the hottub is up and running. If we're lucky, we can have snow falling on us as we sit in the hottub, welcoming in the New Year," Tess added, providing further confirmation that she was on-board with the idea.

The trio hugged and the sibs stood at the door, watching, as Megan drove off to her rehearsal.

"What brought that on?" Tess asked Jo while still watching the tail-lights of Megan's car get smaller as it drove away.

"Just thinking it to be a good idea," Jo said in reply, not giving up anything further to Tess.

"Wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that neither of us has had sex in a couple of weeks, would it?" Tess probed further, closing the door behind her.

"Maybe," Jo replied, a smile on her face that Tess couldn't see as Jo walked towards the den ahead of Tess.

"So, you thinking that we can get little Megan into a threesome? Knowing that she's only just had a couple of romps with another girl for the first time in her life? Just a few weeks ago, at that? That what you thinking?" Tess said, pressing Jo for answers.

"Hey! It's us! The Dynamic Duo! How hard do you think it'll be for us to do that?" Jo answered, turning to face her sib.

"Not very, actually....." Tess said in answer, knowing the answer to be right somehow......


"Actually, I'm very proud of you; that you would give up your New Year's Eve to help those poor girls through this terrible time is admirable, Megan," Mrs. Franks was saying to her one and only child.

"Well, it's not that BIG a deal, mom, really....when they invited me, I could see that they were both hoping I'd say yes, that they wanted someone else in that big house to take their minds off of all of the sorrow of this Holiday," Megan answered.

And, hopefully, they'll ravish me with kisses and tongues and who knows what, is what Megan was thinking.

"Well, whatever...I'm proud of you," Mrs. Franks said, kissing her daughter sweetly on the cheek. Walking away, Mrs. Franks felt absolutely full of pride that it was she that had brought about this new found friendship that Megan seems to have developed, first with Tess, and now, with Jolene. She was glad that she had set up the campus tour for Megan with Tess through her step-mom (RIP, Chris), crossing herself afterwards.

Be careful what you wish for, could come back to bite you in the ass......jus' sayin'.

Megan was all a-flutter with excitement, finding it hard to think of anything else but the 'possibilities' from an overnight visit with the Clancy sisters. I mean, she already knew that Tess liked girls, liked her, but what if the stories about Jo weren't true? What if Jo wasn't the lezbo that the rumors said? Well, thought Meg, if that were the case, she was sure that she and Tess, at some point, would be able to fool around.

And Megan really wanted that, to fool around with Tess, if not both of the step-sisters. I mean, she had never had a threesome, of course not, but she knew what it was, I mean, she wasn't a dummy for God's sake.

Megan thought all these things as she showered, getting herself squeaky clean, you know, 'just in case'. Taking the razor in her hand, she carefully shaved what little pubic hair she had, shaving the hard-to-see blond pubes into a landing strip just like Tess had. She had liked Tess' landing strip the first moment she saw it on that night of her seduction by Tess.

Looking at her handiwork with a hand-held mirror, she admired the job she had done, hoping that Tess would notice and like it as well.

Throwing some things into a small overnight bag, Megan picked out the sexiest underwear that she had, feeling all sexy and stuff as she put her bra and panties on, admiring herself in her full length mirror, getting a bit turned on, actually. Slowly running her fingertip across her mons, through her panties, damn if she didn't feel a small shudder of orgasm, a teeny one for sure, catching her by surprise but making her smile.

Oh yeah, Megan decided, this will be the best New Year's Eve of her young life. She would damn well make it so, that's for sure, she thought as she closed her bedroom door behind her, skipping downstairs in her skirt/blouse combo, bag in hand, lust in heart.......


Jo had left the door up to the three car garage of the house for Megan to pull into, Tess' instructions to Meg to use the wall switch, by the entry door to the house, to put it down after she'd arrived.

"She's here," Jo called out to Tess.

"Yeah, I heard her car," Tess replied, her hands doing the 'messy' work of combining the ground meat with Lord knows what, whatever it was that Jo had added to the mixture. Jo had never shared the secrets of her gourmet hamburgers, much like her mom had never shared the secrets of her delicious meals.

Genes are funny things, aren't they?

"Wow," Jo commented, whistling afterwards, "Don't you look pretty," admiring Meg's outfit, nodding her head appreciatively at the High Schooler's outfit.

"Thanks," Meg replied, her inside doing a flip-flop at Jo's compliment of her choice of outfit. Meg's skirt was mid-thigh, showing off her swimmers' legs, still tanned, and toned. Her blouse was a simple one, low-cut enough to show the hint of cleavage from her B-cups that her lacy, push-up bra produced. Her hair was pulled back into a pony-tail, simple, yet producing the image of a gal much younger than her actual eighteen years.

Damn, Jo thought in the moment, finding the 'look' very arousing, very 'hot'. Getting 'freaky' in my old age, the twenty-four year-old soldier thought in the moment. Taking Meg into her arms for an embrace of welcome, Jo kissed Meg on the lips, just a little peck, afterwards.

"I want one of those," Tess cried in a mock voice of jealousy, her hands still a-mixing, her head extended towards the smiling Meg who obliged Tess by giving the younger sib a quick peck to her lips as Jo had done to her.

"Well, as you can see, you are overdressed, Megan," Tess said as she finally finished her chore, washing and rinsing her hands repeatedly as she smiled at the teenager. Both she and Jo were in oversized tee-shirts, shorts worn despite the chilly December weather.

"I can change; I can dress-down," Megan joked back to the sibs, all of them laughing when she said it.

"No, we'll dress up," Jo said, "it is New Year's Eve, afterall."

It was late afternoon, the Winter sun barely hanging onto the day as it slowly set in the southwestern sky.

"Gotta' treat for dinner," Tess said as she cracked open three beers, handing them out, "Jo's making some of her incredible 'burgers for us tonight, complete with fresh home-fries," those also a secret from Jo's book of many secrets.

"It'll be the best burger you've ever had, I promise you," Tess said further to Meg as the three girls walked into the den, Jo poking and tending to the warm fire in the large fireplace.

"Looking forward to it," Meg replied, standing at the huge window-wall of glass that was the outside wall of the den, wisps of steam vapors rising from the hottub on the deck. 

"Don't know if we'll get snow though, looks like clear skies," Meg observed further.

"Just gotta' have faith, girl, that's all," Tess commented on the subject.

"Where should I put my bag?" Meg asked the sibs as she drained the last of her beer.

The sibs sorta' glanced at each other when Megan asked the question, both of them knowing that they'd probably all wind up sleeping in the same bed.

"Throw your stuff in my room," Tess said, "you remember where my room is don't you?"

"Come on, Meg, I'll walk you upstairs as a PROPER HOSTESS should," Jo said, her remark a joking 'dig' at Tess' social gaffe.

"Well, excuuuuse the fuck outta' me," Tess joked back as the other two women started up the stairway to the second floor.

Watching as her friend/lover and her sister/lover made the trip up the stairs, Tess felt content, truly feeling that perhaps it would be possible for normalcy to return to the Clancy house after the terrible events of the past few weeks.

Normal for she and Jo, that is, whatever that might be.

"I'm going to clean up and put on some decent clothes," Jo said to Megan after she had led the younger gal to Tess' bedroom chamber. Pulling her tee-shirt off of her body, exposing her lovely D-cups to the teenager as if she had done it a million times before, Jo padded down the hallway of the second floor, towards her own bedroom and bath, to do just that.

Meg stood, staring at Jo's muscled, toned upper-body as it disappeared into the older sib's room, Meg finding herself actually licking her lips as she replayed the mind-flash of seeing Jo's girls in her head, a small flush of heat flashing through her nether-region when doing so. Damn, Megan thought to herself, both of the sisters had gorgeous titties, amazingly perfect titties. Smiling, Meg dropped her bag onto the floor of Tess' bedroom, returning to join Tess in the den while Jo did her shower and dressing-up thing.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 17



It was Meg's turn to whistle now when Jo joined she and Tess as they sat in the den, enjoying the fire and the soft sounds of Jazz from the sound system of the house.

"Man, gal can't catch a break around here," Tess joked to both Jo and Meg, Tess now being the only one dressed casually.

Jo's outfit was simple; a mid-thigh skirt, similar to Meg's and a buttoned blouse, unbuttoned about half-way clearly showcasing her D-cups' cleavage for all the world to see, the lacy bra looking good and, expensive.

"Okay, I get the hint; my turn to shower and play dress-up," Tess remarked to Meg and Jo. Leaving the other two in the den sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, Tess left them to do that.

"Thought we'd wait until after we get some food into our bodies before hitting the hard stuff," Jo said to Meg, handing the teenager another beer from the wet-bar of the den.

"You've grown into a very pretty girl," Jo complimented Meg when she sat back down on the couch where Meg was sitting, both gals turning towards the other to converse, their knees 'almost' brushing each other's.

"I'm okay, I guess," Megan replied to the compliment, "but you and Tess, wow, that's all I can say," smiling at Jo while saying it.

"Aren't you sweet; thank you for the compliment but don't sell yourself short, babygirl, you're quite the looker, as well," Jo said to her, not falsely either; Jo did think Megan to be attractive, at least to her tastes she thought so.

"So, are you ready to welcome in the New Year?" Jo asked, taking a long pull at her long-necked bottle of ice-cold brew.

"Guess so. I'm with friends, good food on the menu, good liquor ahead of me so, yeah, I think I'm ready for a good time tonight," Megan replied, her baby-blues sparkling at Jo.

"I think we can promise you that, sweetie, a good time tonight," Jo's comment to her causing Megan to realized that Jo knew of Tess' seduction of her. She didn't 'suspect it, she knew it.

"You know, don't you?" Megan asked Jo, her eyes on Jo's face for reaction to her question.

"Know? Know what?" Jo replied truly a bit confused.

"About me and Tess, she told you didn't she?" Meg pressed Jo further.

"No secrets, ever, between Tess and I, Megan. If you're going to 'hang' with us, either of us, you need to know that Tess and I have no secrets from each other.....yes, baby, I know, does it make you angry?" Jo asked the teenager.

Megan chewed on her lower lip for several seconds, weighing Jo's question of whether or not she was angry that Tess had told someone of their tryst. Deciding that she wasn't, she said, "No, for whatever reason, I'm not."

"Good. Just know that though Tess and I might tell each other everything, that doesn't mean we tell others anything, okay?" Jo replied softly to Meg, taking Meg's hand in hers, giving it a squeeze of friendship, Meg, squeezing Jo's in return.

"Hope you gals like because this is as good as it gets for tonight," Tess called to the duo on the couch as she emerged from her shower/dressing thingy.

Like Meg and Jo, Tess chose a mid-thigh skirt, coupled with a sweater blouse with a vee neck that showcased her own girls in the push-up bra, the 'look' very classy, the clothes clearly 'high-end'.

Night had fallen. Well, not so much night, as darkness, since it was just barely past five o'clock in the afternoon. The automatic yard lights clicked on as programmed, the lushly landscaped backyard taking on a welcoming and soothing glow from the lighting.

"How 'bout you and Tess set the table for us; I'll get the food going," Jo suggested to Meg from the kitchen, putting on an apron to protect her clothes from splatter as she cooked their supper on the large, commercial-grade stove top that Chris had installed when they had built the house, years ago.

To the casual observer, had one been in the house that evening, the three women worked like a family unit, as if they had been doing this for years. They shared gossip about mutual acquaintences, shared news of others, laughing, joking, teasing each other. The three were very comfortable with each other, of that, there could be no doubt.

"OH....MY....GOD!" was all that Megan could say after taking that first bite of Jo's burger-concoction.

"Told ya'," Tess said, simply.

"What's your secret, Jo? This is the best 'burger I've ever had," Meg gushed as she tried hard not to wolf it all down in one big bite.

"If I told ya', I'd have to kill ya', and I don't want to do that," Jo teased back, "but, thank you, I'm glad you like."

"Like? I'll never be able to eat another 'burger again, not after this," Meg said further, her mouth savoring the goodness of it all. The home-fries were seasoned to perfection, cooked perfectly, not an overdone piece of potato in the batch.

"Simple, but yet, effective," Jo commented to the compliments from both Meg and Tess as the trio finished every last scrap of food on their plates. Cleanup took little time as the three of them got it done quickly, without any bumps of clumsiness, as they busied themselves in cleaning up after their meal.

"So, ladies, what'll it be? Jose? Rum? Whiskey?, name it, I'll fix it," Jo announced as she led Meg and Tess into the den,  her arms around each's waist.

"How 'bout some of dad's Makers Mark on the rocks?" Tess suggested to her sib, "You okay with that, Meg-baby?"

"Never had Whiskey," Meg answered honestly, her heart flip-flopping from hearing Tess call her 'Meg-baby'.

"All other Whiskies pale in comparison, this is as smooth as silk," Jo commented as she fixed the three of them a drink of the superb spirit in short, heavy glasses, pouring it over ice-cubes.

"Wow....that's not at all like I thought it would taste like," Meg said in astonishment at the smoothness of the drink, so smooth as it went down her throat that she didn't even cough or gag.

The three women conversed, laughed a lot, the Maker's Mark making it easier and easier to do so. Fueled by the excellent Whisky, the three were soon sharing bawdy jokes, laughter once again returning to the Clancy manse.

"Think I'm getting slowly hammered," Meg observed as she took her third drink from Jo's hand, the trio laughing at the truthfulness of the observation.

"That's the plan," Jo opined, "we'll all get slowly hammered and enjoy each other's company this night of New Eve of the Year," her mixed-up words causing the other two gals to giggle at her.

"Bitches! Fuck ya'," Jo joked backed to them, her own tipsiness starting to show now, laughing with them after she said it.

"Come on, baby, let's dance," Tess said to Megan, reaching to take Meg's hand in hers, Tess' eyes bright with a 'whiskey smile'.

The music of choice in their parents' home had always been the classic tunes from the forties and fifties, classic crooning tunes of the 'Rat Pack' generation. Jo and Tess grew up hearing it, appreciating it and, liking it. Oh sure, they enjoyed 'some' of the new stuff as most young people would but they had to agree with their dad (RIP, Robert), the 'Classics' were when lyracists were true tunesmiths when they wrote their music.

The slow ballad played softly in the background, Tess putting both arms around Meg's body, Meg's arms going around Tess' neck, their bodies meshing into one unit as Tess moved them smoothly across the parquet floor of the den.

Watching, Jo slowly sipped her Whiskey, a slight buzzed feeling to her as she did. Jo smiled at the sight of her sister and Meg dancing together, moving as one, Jo feeling the 'heat' of the moment stirring inside of her.

When the ballad ended, Tess and Meg exchanged 'a look' between them, both of their faces serious,  each holding the other's hand as they walked back to the couch.

"My turn," Jo said, rising from the couch to take Meg's hand in hers as another slow tune started. Taking Meg into her arms, as Tess had, Jo and Megan also meshed into one unit, moving slowly, and sexily, to the bluesy tune.

As they danced, Jo moved her fingertips up and down the teenager's back which caused ripples of excitement under her fingertips and a soft sigh in her ear from Megan's mouth which was against Jo's face. Moving her fingertips lower and lower, Jo, eventually, was rubbing Meg's ass with both hands, caressing Megan's ass-cheeks which brought about a bit more sighing from the High School Senior as Jo pulled the teenager's crotch to rub against her own.

"That feels good, Jo," Meg cooed softly into Jo's ear next to her mouth, the teenager's warm breath sending a bolt of electricity to her brain.

"Can't help it, girl, you turn me on, you make me hot," Jo replied, punctuating her reply with a soft, wet kiss to Megan's cheek, then neck.

When the song ended, Jo pulled back to look at Megan's face as Megan did the same, their eyes doing all the talking in that moment. Moving slowly towards each other, they kissed, softly at first, mouths tasting and gnawing on the other's, the kiss escalating to a full-blown frenchie, complete with exploring tongues.

"Ummmm, that was nice; you kiss as good as your sister," Meg said to Jo, licking her lips appreciatively afterwards.


"Who do you think taught her?" Jo replied, giving Meg another kiss, shorter, but just as hot. 

So, the rumors about Jo were right, Meg thought to herself as her lips moved in response to Jo's excellent kissing.

Oh, goodie, the teenager thought further.

"Who else is ready for another drink?"  Jo  asked as she walked to the wet bar, leaving Meg standing by herself, kinda' wondering, 'what the fuck?'

"I'm cruising along with a nice buzz right now, sis," Tess said, her words not 'quite' slurring but, close.

"How 'bout you Missy?" Jo asked Meg, "You ready?"

"I am, if you are," Meg responded, the Maker's Mark making her a bit braver than she should be.

"My kinda' gal," Jo said with a wink to Meg which, of coure, brought a smile to Meg's face.

"C'mon Tess.....one more," Jo continued to urge her sibling.

"Jo, if I have a hangover in the morning, I will fucking kill you," Tess said in surrender to Jo's badgering.

"No, you won't....you fucking love me, you know you do," Jo answered, as sure of that statement as she was of anything in her life.

Yeah, I really do, Tess thought but didn't say, the need to say it to Jo not necessary.

Meg had drifted back to the couch while Jo mixed the drinks; well, not so much, mixed, as poured the Whiskey over the ice in their tumblers. Carrying all three tumblers back to the couch, Tess grabbed one from Jo's hand, Jo continuing to the end of the couch where the youngster was sitting, looking all teenagey, looking all hot to Jo's Whiskey-fueled eyes.

Handing Meg her tumbler, Jo drank from hers, her eyes hard on Meg while standing in front of Megan. Putting her tumbler on the end table, she took Meg's from her hand, adding it to the end table, as well. With her eyes sorta' glassy from the booze, Jo hiked her skirt up to her hips as she kneeled, then straddled Meg's legs and hips with her own, sitting onto the teenager's lap.

Meg simply watched all of this unfurl, a flash of heat to her crotch when Jo hiked up her skirt revealing an almost-not-there, thin pair of silk briefs, Jo's pussy-lips pressing against the thin fabric.

Taking Meg's head between her hands and holding it in place, Jo leaned down and laid a world-class, lip-chewing, tongue-probing kiss to the High Schooler. In response, Meg's hands rose to slowly grip and caress Jo's hips as she opened her mouth to Jo's tongue.

"Mmmmmph....they both cooed and moaned as Jo pressed Meg's head into the back of the couch, their kissing more intense, hotter, both gals going from idle to super-horny in a nano-second.

Watching from her end of the couch, Tess had a hand in her panties, stroking her wet pussy, her own skirt hiked around her waist so that she could do so. Only thing Tess liked better than making love with gals was watching other gals make love with gals. 

She was a voyeur, no doubt about it.

"Unbutton my blouse the rest of the way, sugar," Jo moaned to Meg, her hips slowly rocking her crotch against Megan's stomach, "Yeah, that's good baby," Jo cooed further when Meg did as asked, Meg's lips and mouth kissing on the swell of Jo's breasts as her hands cupped Jo's tits through her flimsy bra.

"Now, undo my bra, babygirl, free my girls so that you can play with 'em.....Ooooh yeah, my nipples, sweetie, suck 'em into your mouth, Oh fuck, yeah, like that baby, just like that, baby," Jo urged, her pussy on fire with desire now, her need to get off, pounding inside, now.

Megan was crazy with arousal as she sucked on Jo's gorgeous breasts, moving her mouth between the two mounds of delicious flesh, Jo's bra pushed up around her neck so she could do so. 

Oh God, they feel so goooood in my mouth, Megan thought, her mind crazy with a million thoughts, a million emotions. Removing one of her hands from Jo's tit as her other hand held the other tit for her to suck, Meg, on her own, slip her free hand into Jo's panties, her fingers crawling fast to reach Jo's pussy. Feeling what she was doing, Jo raised her body just a bit so that Megan's hand could reach, and fondle, the treasure that she was looking for, Jo needing Meg to do that in the worse way. 

Sucking harder on Jo's nipple, Meg slipped a finger into Jo's very wet pussy, feeling Jo widen her legs to allow it to enter, Jo cooing as she felt Megan's finger enter, then move inside of her.

"Oooh....Ooooh....damn, damn, ooooh, here I cum," Jo screamed aloud when her much needed climax wrapped it's arms around her, squeezing and shaking her body as if in an earthquake.

"Sweet fucking Jesus," Tess' voice cried out almost at the same time, her breathing coming in bursts, her hand moving furiously fast on her clit, bringing her to climax as well.

Jo and Meg both turned their heads towards Tess, both having, momentarily, forgotten that there was anyone else in the room other than themselves, so wrapped up were they in the sex-play between them.

Smothering Meg with kisses of gratitude, Jo mumbled sweet-nothings to Meg, her mouth all over the teenager's sweet face.

"Oh, babygirl, you have no idea.....you don't know how much I needed that," Jo said, Meg's hands still fondling Jo as she did so, her finger still inside of Jo, her hand caressing the wetness of Jo's slickness in her palm.

Standing on shaky legs, it was Tess that moved the trio upstairs to her bedroom when she said to the other two girls, "I'm going upstairs, y'all need to come with me, please, let's go upstairs," moving on her shaky legs towards the stairs of her home.

Megan, no doubt, felt like the Queen of the world when the two sibs swarmed over her once upstairs in Tess' bedroom. The sibs' hands, lips, mouths, all over the teenager's body, removing clothes, sucking on the girl's breasts, lips, Jo quickly on her knees with her mouth buried in Meg's pussy as the poor youngster fought to keep her balance. 

Standing behind Megan, Tess had her hands cupped over the teenager's breasts, squeezing in lust, Tess' lips nibbling on Megan's neck and shoulders as she helped Megan stay upright so that her sib, Jo, could pleasure the youngster's sweet pussy. Bringing Megan to a quick climax, Jo looked up as Tess and Megan locked each other's mouth in a lustful kiss.

"Mmmmm, Mmmmmmph," Jo's muffled voice cooed loudly from between Megan's legs after the sibs moved her to lay on Tess' bed. Jo, once again, indulged her need to taste this young thing's pussy, Tess' mouth on the girl's titties, sucking hard, producing wet, sucking sounds from her mouth and soft moans of joy from Megan as the two sibs made love to her. 

"Damn, you taste so sweet, babygirl, sooooo fucking sweet," Jo said when she came up for air after a bit, returning her mouth quickly to taste the nectar of Meg's snatch again.

The sibs rotated between sitting on Meg's face to be pleasured by her quickly-learning mouth to pleasuring the teenager with their mouth and tongue between the girl's wide-spread legs. Not quite a daisy chain, but close enough for the three women on this New Year's Eve night.....

Laying together when the trio finally took a break from all of the pussy-eating and climaxes, it was Megan who broke their reverie when she announced that it looked like it was starting to snow, the white flakes slowly floating down upon the skylight in Tess' bedroom.

And so, with flutes of Champagne in their hands to welcome in the New Year, to welcome whatever life had in store for the sibs and Megan, that the three gals soaked in the hottub, their sexual needs, for the moment, sated.

"To us; to a year ahead for all of us that promises good things," Jo toasted to her tub-mates, the snow still falling gently upon their city.

Leaning their heads on the rim of the tub, letting their bodies float in the warm water, the three women took in the explosions of fireworks from around the city that night, each with their own thoughts, each with their own dreams and, each with a plan for their lives..............



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 18



It was done. 

Jo was now, once again, a civilian, free to live her life without fear of reprisal from the Army for she being a lesbian, and free to pursue her dream of opening and running her own restaurant, believing there to be a 'niche' in her city for a small, gourmet burger-house. 

Of course, she'd do the legwork and all that would be necessary to develop a business plan to do so. Not a problem, thought Jo, Tess wouldn't graduate from college until the end of May and since this was only the middle of March, she'd have plenty of free-time to do what she needed to do.

Despite repeated pleas to Tess from Drs. Willie and Bea not to do so, Tess withdrew her application to Graduate school at her school. Tess had applied to, and was accepted by, her father's University where he had taught for so many years. They, the University, thought it a coup to have Tess as part of their Graduate program, the school's respect for Robert Clancy having a great deal to do with Tess' acceptance. 

Of course, Tess had the grades and on that alone, she'd have been accepted. But, thought Tess and Jo, it never hurts to have a little advantage, here and there, in life.....

"Jo?"

"Yeah, baby?" Jo answered between small after-sex kisses to Megan's sweet pussy.

"Are you sure that Tess is okay with you and I seeing each other?" Megan asked, her fingers gently rubbing through Jo's hair as Jo nibbled on her body.

"Of course. Why wouldn't she be?" Jo replied as she crawled up to lay next to Meg in Jo's bed, putting an arm around Megan to draw her close to her own body.

"It's just that I like being with both of you, or either of you, and I don't want to rock the boat between you two, that's all," Meg said in explanation of the question, taking Jo's nipple into her mouth, afterwards, to suck on and play with.

"No problems, sweetheart; she just wants us to remember to include her whenever she's home," Jo said to her teenaged lover, Jo's eyes closed in enjoyment of Megan's talented mouth on her breasts.

"Like we wouldn't," Meg observed, her love of threesomes with the two sibs one of her favorite things in her life, now.

"That's what I told her, baby, so don't worry your pretty little head about it, okay? There's not a problem, sweetie, none at all," Jo cooed softly to the teenager, running her fingers through those long, blonde tresses, taking Meg's head between her hands afterwards and kissing Megan with both love and lust.

"Awwww, damnit, the time's gotten away from me," Mega suddenly grumbled when she realized that it was almost five o'clock, the sun now a bit higher in the early Spring sky as it chased the winter away, "I need to go, Jo, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, babygirl, no need to apologize," Jo said to comfort her teenaged lover, releasing Meg from her embrace so that the High Schooler could dress.

"Remember what I told you about tonight," Jo cautioned the girl, "patience, gentle touches, and kisses, okay?"

"I remember, I will," Megan replied, kissing Jo goodbye, not really wanting to leave Jo, but, she had to shower and get ready for her 'date'......

Megan rushed home and jumped into her shower, her mind cluttered with thoughts of what, she hoped, would be a night of possibilities for her and Janice.

Janice had invited Megan to spend the night, to keep her company since her parents would be gone overnight on a visit to relatives.

"I'd really like the company," Janice had said to Megan after rehearsal the other afternoon as they packed away their instruments, storing them in the Band room of their high school.

"See you Saturday night?" Janice pressed further, her subtle scent causing Megan's stomach to flutter.

"Looking forward to it," Megan replied honestly, Janice's smile upon hearing that, causing Meg to smile back at her bandmate, her friend, and if Meg was sucessful, her first taste of a pussy that did not belong to a Clancy sister.

Janice and Meg had been friends since middle school, good friends, not 'besties', but, cordial, respectful of each other's talent in music, their relationship since meeting as pre-teens always having a good 'vibe' about it, not a bad thing at all.

In the few short months since Tess had popped her Sapphic 'cherry', Meg began to look at Janice a bit differently, sorta' like a lioness stalking a gazelle as prey. The two teenagers spent a lot of time together after the Yuletide holidays rehearsing for their Honor Orchestra's annual Spring concert since they, as a duo, would be featured for one of the pieces to be played at the concert, Meg with her cello, Janice with her violin.

Their respect for each other's musical talent only grew as they rehearsed, sometimes at Janice's home, sometimes at Megan's, much to the delight of both set of parents of the teenagers. 

The incident that sealed the deal, for Megan at any rate, occurred after a party thrown by a classmate at which the two girls, having arrived together since Megan drove them, stayed together all evening, almost as if they were a couple on a date. 

Neither seemed to think it strange that they did that, hang out at that party, both of the girls liking the company of the other. Driving Janice home after the party, they chatted non-stop, laughing with each other about some of the anctics of their classmates that night.

When Meg pulled up in front of Janice's home to drop her off, the girls turned towards each other to say goodnight and, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, Meg leaned forward and placed a closed-lips kiss to Janice's surprised lips. Not a long kiss, not a 'frenchie' but, safe to say, unexpected by either of them. 

Janice's initial reaction was wide-eyed surprise but, afterwards, she smiled at Meg as if to say that it was alright that Meg had kissed her goodnight, that she was 'okay' that Meg had done that.

"See you tomorrow?" Janice asked, referring to their planned rehearsal for the Spring concert, Janice leaning forward for a quick kiss of goodbye to Meg, again, only this time, Janice being the initiator of that kiss.

"Goodnight, see you tomorrow," Meg said to her friend.

Waiting until Janice was safely in her house before leaving, Megan drove home as fast as she could, rushing upstairs to her bedroom so that she could masturbate away the excitement within her from having kissed Janice, from having tasted the Afro teenager's soft lips on hers.

And so, a few weeks after that night, when Janice asked Meg to spend the night, to keep her company since her parents would be away that night, Megan had made up her mind that she would get into Janice's pants, that she would seduce Janice on that Saturday night, wanting to do so more than you can imagine........

"Don't know why you're so surprised," Jo responded to Tess' reaction to Jo's telling her of Megan's plan to 'seduce' a classmate, "I remember how excited you were when you made your plans to get into Hope's pants."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Tess replied to Jo's comment about her reaction, "living in glass houses and all that....you're right."

Tess and Jo were near the end of their phone call when Jo told her about what was going on with Megan these days, both of the sibs truly caring about their teenage lover's well-being. 

"So, what are your plans for the weekend, baby-sis," Jo asked.

"Madge's husband is out of town at a convention so she and I are going up to their mountain retreat to spend the night in front of the fireplace," Tess replied, Madge being one of the married lovers of Tess'. 

That Madge was obsessed with Tess' lovemaking skills would not be a stretch in describing Madge's feelings towards Tess, not at all.

"How 'bout you? Anything going on for you this weekend?" Tess asked Jo.

"Having dinner at Sondra and Julie's tonight," Jo replied, referring to the two forty-somethings that she and Tess had balled a few months back. 

Since that first time, both she and Tess had had a few nights with the two women before Tess returned to school, all four enjoying the unbridled sex that they always had when together. With Tess back at school, Jo and the two women had shared some delicious threesomes a few times, as well.

"Having dinner or being dinner?" Tess rejoined, chuckling as she did.

"Both, I'm sure," Jo laughingly replied, her answer, a truth.

"Well, have a good time, sis; don't do anything I wouldn't do," Tess said as she got ready to end their call.

"That leaves it wide open for me, cunt-face," Jo laughingly jabbed at Tess.

"Can't argue with you about that, lover-girl," both sibs laughing at the remark, a phone-kiss ending their call........

"Food? Drink? Weed?" Janice offered Meg, closing the front door, hugging each other in greeting.

"Weed??? Where'd ya' get weed?" Megan asked in surprise of the offer. 

"I have my sources," Janice said with a grin of conspiracy to Megan, "Just because I'm an honors student doesn't mean I don't have a 'dark' side," laughing with Megan at the double entendre comment.

"I'm not all that hungry, Jan, but, if you are, don't let me stop you from eating, okay?" Meg replied, asking, "Where do you want my bag?", referring to her small overnighter.

"Want to sleep in my room, with me, watch scary movies and get stoned?" Janice asked over her shoulder as she led Meg down the long hallway to her bedroom.

"Best offer I've had today," Meg cheerfully answered, tossing her bag onto the floor of Janice's bedroom.

Sweeeeet! thought Meg when she heard Jan's suggestion/offer of sharing a bed, her mind thinking ahead to those possibilities she'd been masturbating to over the past few weeks since she and Jan had kissed goodnight.

Janice convinced Meg to have a bite of salad with her, "We don't want to smoke on an empty stomach, don't want to get too messed up," she said in support of her reason that they should eat something.

"Or, maybe we do," Megan joked back, "It'd give us an excuse if we act like fools," both girls laughing at the remark.

The girls ate quickly, cleaned up their mess quickly, joking with each other, both finding an excuse to brush against the other, to fleetingly touch the other with a hand to an arm, or hands to shoulders, that sort of thing. For Meg, she was sure that it was Jan's way of flirting, she was sure that since their kiss that Janice had been just a tad more touchy-feely with Meg when they were together.

Truthfully, Megan wasn't sure if that was the case in actuality or just wishful thinking on her part. Didn't really matter, Megan thought, she was still going to try to get into Janice's pants, THAT she was sure about. 

"If you need to shower or anything, go ahead, I've already showered," Janice said as the two girls locked up the house, walking to Jan's bedroom to 'hang', to watch TV, to get stoned, but not neccessarily in that order, you understand.

"I'm good, sweetie; showered before I left my house, I'm all squeaky clean," Meg replied bringing a smile to Jan's beautiful, flawless face.

"Don't know about you but I'm going to get out of these clothes, throw on a tee shirt and get comfortable," Janice declared as she reached high onto one of her shelves in the walk-in closet of her bedroom. 

Feeling the small package hidden between the folds of some large, bulky sweaters, Jan retrieved the small dime bag of ganja and pipe that she and her friend, Megan, would share that night.

"Aren't you concerned that your parents will smell the weed if we smoke in here?" Meg asked as she tried hard not to stare when Jan began unbuttoning her blouse in preparation of 'getting comfortable'.

"No, I've got the window-fan to exhaust the smoke out of the room, it'll be okay," Jan naively replied, turning and facing Meg as she removed her blouse, seemingly not caring that Megan would see her breasts since she was braless.

Megan pretended not to be bothered that Jan had done so as she took off her jeans first while they chit-chatted and disrobed. The truth, of course, was that Meg had to restrain herself from taking one of those mocha-colored boobs deep into her mouth, wanting so badly to be able to do that.

Both girls stayed in their briefs, a light tee shirt covering their bodies and tits, Janice's about a cup size larger than Meg. Janice took the weed with her as she jumped onto the center of her bed, turning on her TV with the remote and patting the bed, indicating that Megan should feel free to join her.

"If you don't care, we'll smoke out of a small pipe, I can't roll a doobie worth a damn," Janice explained as she quickly de-stemmed the pot, cleaning the bud for the small pipe.

"Neither can I," laughed Megan as she sat crossed legged on Jan's bed as Jan was doing, facing Jan, facing Jan's white briefs just peeking out from the edge of Jan's sleep-tee.

"Here ya' go," Janice said through closed lips after lighting the ganja and taking her hit, handing the pipe to Meg.

"Oooh, this tastes good," Megan observed after releasing her breath and some smoke, "this tastes really smooth."

"Yeaah," Jan replied, the good weed already working its magic on her, a silly-assed smile on her face.

They finished the bowl quickly, both realizing that they were fuck-faced stoned already. Leaning and reaching for her nightstand's drawer to put away her stash and pipe, Janice damn near fell off the bed, Meg's quick reaction and grabbing her by the hand being the only thing that prevented it from happening.

"Wow, I am fucked-up, girlfriend," Jan admitted as Meg pulled her from the 'brink' to sit upright.

"S'okay, I am too, sweetie, I'm really feeling buzzed," giggling as she said it.

"C'mon, sit up here with me; we'll find something to watch, okay?" Jan said as she sat with her back against the headboard, patting a spot on her bed, next to her.

"'K'," Megan responded to the offer, moving to sit next to her prey, uh, friend.

Finding nothing worth watching on the regular channels, Jan switched to the cable stations to search, both girls deciding on old reruns of The 'L' Word on the LoGo network.

"I use to watch this before they stopped production of the show," Jan admitted, the admission setting off a ping on the gay-dar that Megan didn't know, yet, that she possessed.

"Yeah, me too," Megan lied, both girls' eyes fixed intently as the lesbian sub-plots unfurled before them.

"Oooooh, that's hot," Jan observed, the kiss between two of the characters, the reason for her opinion.

"Yeah, it is," Meg agreed, sorta' slouching her body a bit towards Jan's, leaning on her elbow, her hand cradling her head after she repositioned herself.

They watched quietly, intently, as the sex-scene got hotter, the two women on the screen hurriedly removing the clothes of the other, jumping into bed afterwards. 

And, in the scene that followed, the camera never showed body parts, but, you would have had to be blind not to realize that the bobbing head of one of the women, between the legs of the other, was clearly meant to show the act of cunnilingus.

"Sure looks like they're enjoying themselves," Jan opined, her eyes staying glued to the soft-porn scene on her TV's screen, "wonder if it's as enjoyable as they make it seem?"

"More," Megan replied without thinking, the realization of what she said taking a full minute to register on her ganja-zoned brain.

Turning to look at Jan, to see if Jan had heard it, she was met by Jan's wide-eyes and arched eyebrows, her mouth opened as if to speak but no words flowing forth.

"You....you've done that?" Jan finally found her voice to say/ask.

Fuck!! Megan quickly thought to herself, what the fuck do I say now? Truly not knowing how to get out of the trap she had placed herself in with her non-thinking response, Meg quickly chose the path of least resistance, she chose the truth, strange as it might seem.

"A few times," she answered casually, not wanting to make a big deal of it, trying to be casual about it, like it was no big thing.

"With who?" Jan asked excitedly, turning her body to face Meg's, supporting her head with a hand and her elbow on the bed as Megan was. 

Oh, Janice wanted to know, she wanted to hear which of their classmates, or schoolmates, that Megan had done 'that' with, oh yes, indeedy, she wanted Megan to dish the dirt. She was ready for that, spoon in hand, so to speak.

"Nobody you know," Megan replied, choosing to lie, choosing to keep her relationship with the Clancy sisters to herself.

"How? When? Were you drunk or fucked-up?" Janice demanded to know, wanted to know, feeling excitement of a type that she had never felt before churning inside of her.

"Drunk," Megan honestly admitted, "but, the next day, when it happened again, I was sober," Megan went on to say, feeling a bit of arousal within herself as she said it.

"Oh, wow....I would've never guessed that about you," Janice observed, her observation not one of judgement, more of a commentary of admiration, if she were being truthful.

"It was fun, it is fun," Megan replied, her arousal more intense, it seemed, with each passing second.

"I mean, I've never seen you flirt with a girl or anything like that, I mean, I KNOW you haven't with me, at least," Janice said to her bed-mate, her eyes looking at Meg with what could only be called admiration and envy.

"Doesn't mean I've never wanted to," Meg replied, "I mean, you know, with you," Megan feeling a familiar rush of heat in her crotch, smiling at Janice when she said it.

The girls just stared at each other for several moments, each seemingly processing the moment that they were sharing.

It was Janice who broke the silent stalemate.

"Remember the night of the party? When we kissed each other goodnight?" Janice asked.

"Yeah?" replied Megan, the small stab of heat in her pussy beginning to grow, now.

"That was the first time I'd ever kissed another girl, you know, like that, on the lips," confessed Jan to Meg, "I liked it......" her voice trailing off to silence.

"Did you like it enough to let me kiss you again?" Meg asked with a chuckle, hoping for the answer she so dearly wanted to hear.

"I think so, I mean, yes, I did," Janice managed to nervously say, part of her wanting her friend to do so, part of her wondering if she really did.

"I'd like to, you know," Megan said in a low voice, "I'd like to kiss you again, I'd like to do a lot of things with you, to you, just so you know," Megan said further, "I mean, I won't do anything that you don't want, okay? But, I really would like to kiss you again."

"Okay," Janice replied after but a few seconds, laying her head on her pillow, her eyes hard on Meg's face for reaction.

Leaning towards Jan's head on the pillow, Meg continued to stare into Jan's mesmerizing green eyes, feeling a flutter in her stomach when Jan closed her eyes juuuusst before their lips touched each other's.

They were silent as they shared a closed-mouth kiss with each other but when she felt Meg's mouth begin to move just a bit on her lips, feeling Meg's lips start to part, Janice opened her mouth a bit in response, inadvertently sighing as their kiss became more intense. And when Meg heard a soft moan of arousal, she purposefully broke off their kiss, knowing, or rather, hoping, that doing so would make Jan want more.

It did.

"Why'd you stop?" Janice asked as Meg's lips hovered so temptingly close to Jan's face, "did I do something wrong? Was I not kissing you right?."

"Just wanted to check if you liked it," Meg replied as she leaned on both elbows, now, placing a quick peck on the tip of Janice's nose.

"I did," Janice honestly replied, "I liked it a lot."

"Good."

And with that singular comment, Megan kissed Jan again, both of the girls with opened mouths, Jan not resisting when she felt Meg's hand on her lower back, pulling the two girls closer together as their kissing of each became hotter and hornier.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 18



OH!MY!GOD! thought Janice when she felt Megan's tongue slip into her mouth, the flash of heat in her crotch lighting up immediately as Megan's tongue freely explored her mouth.

Both girls were moaning their pleasure from their kissing, both of them beginning to squirm a bit as their bodies responded to the increasing horniness that the kisses brought to their party.

"Still liking it?" Meg asked softly of Janice when they broke their latest kiss.

"Yeah, don't stop, okay?" Janice pleaded honestly with Meg, Jan's breathing coming a bit hard to her, now. Oh no, she thought, don't you dare stop now.

Megan didn't.

Kissing Janice again, a bit more lustfully, Janice returned the intensity of the kiss back to Megan, neither girls choosing to be silent as they kissed each other passionately. Meg felt a brief moment of hesitation in Jan's kiss of her when she slipped her hand under Jan's tee and started stroking her flat stomach, her fingertips causing Jan's stomach muscles to ripple in response.

The hesitation was, indeed fleeting, because when she resumed her kissing with Meg, Jan was even more intense, sliding her tongue into Meg's mouth as Megan had done to her. And when Jan felt Meg's fingertips slowly crawling up her belly, towards her breasts, her only thought was that she wished Meg would hurry up and get there, for God's sake!

Not to worry, Meg's hands found Jan's C-cup breasts, softly fondling and feeling the perfect mounds of flesh, Jan's hardening nipples sending a shiver of satisfaction to Meg. 

Feeling ever more confident with herself because of Janice's positive responses, Meg moved her lips to Janice's chin, then neck, her hand slowly lifting her bed-mate's tee shirt higher and higher until, at last, Jan's breasts were exposed.

Kissing the mounds of flesh as her hand softly caressed the mocha-colored tits of her classmate, her mouth soon slipped over a nipple, her mouth making small sucking motions which caused Jan's already hard nipples to hardened even more.

Holding Meg's head between her hands as Meg sucked and kissed her breasts, Jan moved her head side to side on her pillow, her horniness for more of this making itself known to her. She had never felt this level of horniness before, not even when she masturbated her need for sexual release.

"Oooooh," was all that Janice could manage to moan when she felt Meg's hand cup her pussy through her briefs, Jan's crotch humping to meet Meg's soft caresses of her snatch. Feeling Meg's hand slip into the top of her briefs, Jan pulled Meg's mouth from sucking her tits so that she could kiss her, kissing her hard, loudly moaning her arousal as she explored as much of Meg's mouth as she could with her tongue .

When Meg's fingertip brushed across her clit, Janice orgasmed, a small shiver of one, but damn near causing her to bite off Meg's tongue which was deep in her mouth as they kissed.

(patience, soft touches, gentle kisses) 

Jo's voice cried inside of Megan's head, Megan trying oh-so-hard to be patient and to take her time as she kissed and touched Janice.

(slip it inside, not all the way, make me want it) 

Tess' voice now commanded Megan inside of her head. With her mouth sucking lustfully on Jan's breasts, Megan slipped her finger into her classmate's unbelievably wet snatch, just to the first knuckle-joint of her finger, a gasp of surprise/pleasure coming from Jan's mouth.

Janice was crazy with desire now, out of control some would say as she writhed and twisted her body in excitement under Megan's mouth and hands on her body, Janice's hands rubbing furiously on Megan's back as her need for climax started pounding loudly in her head.

Sitting upright suddenly, Janice yanked her sleep-tee from her body, throwing it to the floor. Pulling Meg's tee from her as well, she tossed it to the floor to join hers, falling back onto the bed, pulling Meg to lay on top of her as she sucked Megan's tongue into her mouth, both girls grinding their pussies against the other's.

Keeping her hand beneath her body as she lay on top of Janice, Megan continued her fingering of Janice while they rubbed their breasts against each other's, their kissing noises very loud in the teenager's bedroom.

"Oooooooooh, ooooooooh, oh God, oh God....." Jan moaned lustfully when she felt Megan's finger slip just a tad bit deeper into her pussy.

Smiling to herself, Meg pulled her mouth from Jan's, her tongue tracing a trail to those gorgeous brown breasts, Jan's hands now finding Megan's tits to play with, to caress, to squeeze wantonly, the pleasure, for her, from another girl's tits in her hands, unbelievably crazy-hot.

As Megan slowly sucked on Jan's tits, she deftly slipped her finger under the waist band of her classmate's briefs, pulling them from Jan's hips, Jan lifting her ass from the bed so that Megan could do so.

Lifting her head from the sucking of those tasty brown orbs of flesh, Megan locked Janice's eyes with hers, staying locked as Megan slowly traced her tongue down Jan's flat, eighteen year-old stomach.

Oh, for sure, Jan knew where Meg was taking her mouth and tongue, knew for sure what Megan was about to do to her. Janice had never, ever, been eaten by anyone, much less another girl, but she knew what it was, she knew that she wanted it to happen, she knew, beyond any doubts, that she NEEDED it to happen, she needed to feel Meg's mouth on her pussy.

Spreading her legs for Megan's body as she licked lower and lower, Jan now leaned on both of her elbows, on the bed, looking downward, watching, waiting, wanting it sooooooo badly, her excitement growing when Meg was finally 'in place', Meg's hot breath on her pussy almost making her cry tears of joy, it felt so good.

For Megan, she had to restrain her desires, her need to feel Jan's pussy in her mouth so strong. Slowly, gently, Megan pried Jan's brown pussy-lips apart, Megan's eyes glazing over with lust at the sight of her quest.

Tess was right, it IS all pink on the inside.

Lowering her mouth to Janice's sopping wet snatch, the two girls kept their eyes on each other as she did so. And when Megan's tongue flicked across and around those delicious lips between Jan's legs, Janice moaned loudly, throwing her head back, closing her eyes as the most intense, delicious feeling of arousal wrapped itself around her body. 

Keeping her body-weight on her elbows, Janice lifted her hands to fondle her own breasts, to play, to squeeze, her fingers pinching her own nipples hard as her classmate, lover, friend, did magical things to her sex with her mouth and tongue.

"Aaaaaah, no, yes, oh God!," Janice cried loudly, the first hint that she would not be, never be, a 'silent' sex-partner for anybody, her hips moving furiously fast against the chewing lips and tongue of Megan.

"Ooooooh, God, ooooooooh yesssssssss......." Janice shouted so loudly that it caused Megan to wonder if Janice's neighbors would hear her.

And, quicker than she wanted, much quicker, for she wanted these delicious feelings to last forever, Janice erupted with an orgasm that, literally, brought tears to her eyes of relief and satisfaction.

That's not all that her orgasm brought to their party.

When she climaxed, Janice's virgin pussy absolutely flooded Megan's mouth with juices, causing Megan to slurp and gulp as much of the juices as she could, she, herself, feeling a shudder of orgasm from all that was going on in the teenager's bed.

Oh, Sweet Jesus! thought Megan as she greedily sucked and swallowed her classmate's love juices, DAMN!, she tastes soooooooo wonderful, sooooooo deliciously good.

One right after the other, the hits kept on coming for Janice, each one causing her body to quake with joy, with lust, with desires that bounced around in her head, confusing her, delighting her, making her crazy, but, in a good way.

They lost track of time, both girls lost in the lustful sex between them until, realizing that her mouth and jaw was sore, really, really sore, Megan lifted her mouth from Janice's sopping wet, dripping crotch and snatch.

"Need to take a break, sweetie...need to give my mouth a rest," Megan said to her lover, lifting her head to say it, working her jaw to get the 'kinks' out, her lips, mouth and face slick with Janice's pussy juices.

Janice's response was quick, pulling Megan from between her legs and throwing Meg onto her back to lay next to her. Dropping her mouth to kiss Megan, she felt another shudder of a small climax when she tasted her own juices on Meg's mouth, on her tongue, the smell of her sex on Megan's face making her even more crazy with lust.

With no prompting from Meg, Jan placed her mouth over Megan's tits, sucking and licking and biting and going insane from the feel of the tits inside of her mouth, to her tongue. Jan had her hand between Meg's legs, rubbing her hand over Megan's pussy through her panties, squeezing the dampness and absolutely loving the feel of Megan's snatch to her palm and fingers.

"Me, I want to, tell me how......" Janice begged as her fingers and hands squeezed Megan's tits hard, her mouth making small bites to Meg's breasts, to Meg's belly, her need to 'taste' Megan the only thing on her mind.

"Take off my panties," Meg commanded/instructed her lover, Meg's breathing hard with excitement, Janice almost ripping Meg's briefs as she roughly pulled them from her body.

"Between my legs, move between my legs," Meg commanded further, spreading her legs wide so that Janice could do as told, then crossing her legs at the ankles around Jan's back afterwards, embracing Jan's body with her legs.

There was no further commands or instructions needed after that because, when Janice caught a whiff of the smell of arousal and sex from Meg's snatch, she lowered her head and literally sucked Megan's pussy-lips into her mouth, chewing, gnawing, fighting an insane desire within her to literally 'eat' the deliciousness that was Megan.

"Oh....girl.....just, just like that, oh MY GOD!!," Megan cried aloud, both of her hands holding onto the top of Jan's head as it bobbed up and down between her thighs, Megan's hips humping and grinding against her lover's mouth and tongue.

One, two, twenty, she just didn't know anymore and didn't care about how many orgasms she had; she just enjoyed them all, every last fucking one of them, her body shaking and quaking repeatedly.

Finally, they were exhausted, absolutely and positively whipped from their sex-play with each other. Laying together, both playing kissy-face with the other, they drifted into well-earned sleep and rest for their sex-ravaged bodies.

The next morning after waking, the girls showered together, neither able to keep their hands, fingers and mouths off of the other one. They dried each other, touching each other, getting each other aroused and desirious of fucking the other.

They ended their sleep-over that Sunday morning with a long and delicious act of sixty-nine, Megan's favorite position for girl on girl sex, the act of sixty-nine, now, something that Janice would dearly love, as well.

"When can I see you again?" Janice asked, her arms around Meg's neck, Megan's hands stroking Jan's hips, slowly, softly, their brows leaning against the other.

"We'll figure something out, baby, we will," Meg replied, punctuating her answer with a kiss to her Afro-American lover-girl.

"You do know that I liked what we did, don't you? You do know that, for me, it's not a one-time thing, you know that, right?" answered Jan, kissing Megan lustfully afterwards.

"Yes, I do....for me too," replied Ms. Megan.

"Promise me? Promise me that we'll see each other again, soon, you know, for some 'special time', promise?" Jan pleaded. She didn't want to sound needy but.....she was.

"Count on it, baby, you can definitely count on it," Megan said to her lover/friend, "this isn't close to being over for us," kissing Janice lustfully afterwards.

And, that, folks, was exactly what Ms. Janice wanted to hear from Ms. Megan, exactly what she needed to hear from Ms. Megan.....



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 19



"Ladies? I believe there's enough time before we prepare the cabin for landing for a couple of more Mimosas, if you're interested," the uber-hot flight attendant said with a smile as bright as the rising sun.

"You bet," Tess replied with a smile and a head-nod, "always have time for Mimosas."

"Coming right up," Ms. Uber-hot replied with a smile to the step-sibs, turning to fetch their drinks.

"Yeah, you would," Jo opined, joining her sis in ogling the attractive flight attendant, "I know I would."

"Yep, in a New York minute," Tess agreed, turning to face Jo again.

"Got a text from Megan when you were in the bathroom at JFK just before we boarded," Tess said, suddenly remembering the text, "she's at the house already and all is well."

They'd made arrangements with Megan to house-sit for them while they'd be in Ireland, preferring to having her do so than a security firm. Megan accepted the offer, of course, and Tess received Mrs. Franks' blessing after asking that her daughter be allowed to house-sit, the request to Megan's parents, a courtesy.

"Good," Jo replied, "that was a brilliant idea to ask her; gives us somebody we trust to watch the place and it'll give her and Janice someplace safe to play."

"Kinda' what I thought," Tess remarked.

Megan and Janice, for all practical purposes, were a 'couple', hardly ever seeing one without the other. Since that first time, the night of Janice's seduction by Megan in the Spring, their only chances for being with each other, sexually, was in the back seat of Meg's car or, on a couple of occasions, at Jo and Tess' home, the sibs understanding the difficulties the two teenaged lovers had in finding privacy.

And, no, there was no attempt to indulge in a threesome with Megan and her Afro-girlfriend, not yet, at least, thought Jo. No, that would come about, in time, she thought to herself, somehow knowing that it would.

Both sibs turned to look at Ms. Uber-Hot as she approached with their early-morning cocktails. With her short red hair, bright blue eyes and small smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose, not to mention her well-shaped ass and boobs, well, the sibs simply thought her to be totally fuckable, had you asked.

"Prepare the cabin for landing," the faceless voice announced over the Aer Lingus plane's communication system.

"Don't rush your drinks girls, we're still at least a half-hour away from approach," Ms. Uber-Hot said as she handed the sibs their Mimosas, smiling brightly before turning to return to the galley of the wide-bodied airliner.

"I got a 'ping', did you get a ping?" Jo asked Tess as she sipped her Champagne and orange juice mixture.

"Totally got a 'ping'," confirmed Tess, referring to their gay-dar which was rarely wrong.

"Probably wishful thinking," Jo opined further.

"Still......" Tess remarked in reply, her mind imagining the flight attendant naked in bed.

"Nervous?" asked Jo of her step-sis.

"A little...you?" replied Tess

"A lot...." Jo answered.

"Well, Maggie sounded excited about finally getting to meet her American cousins," Tess observed to Jo, "she sounded genuine about her sadness at having to meet under these circumstances but, after the inter/ment, Maggie promised to show us the land of our heritage," Tess said further.

"I guess I'm feeling guilty that I'm excited about this, more than sorrowful," Jo confessed.

"Don't be, babe, the 'rents would understand our excitement and they'd be happy that we're respecting their wish to be interred in Ireland," Tess smilingly replied, hoping her words would soothe Jo's nerves and conscious.

Buckling themselves into their first-class seats of the wide-bodied plane, the sibs both closed their eyes and held each other's hand, their love for each other seemingly flowing through their hands which brought smiles to their hearts......

Tess had graduated from college just a few short weeks before the trip. Jo had resigned her commission in the Army a few months earlier and was now a civilian, free, now, to be who she was, not what she had to be. The legalities of settling the estate of their parents was behind them now, and the sibs were still reeling from shock as to exactly how well the 'rents had provided for them.

Simply put, the girls were financially secure for the rest of their lives as long as they didn't go 'spree-crazy' with their fortune. And while their shares of the estate would not be entirely in their control until they turned twenty-six, the amount of money, for each, until that twenty-sixth birthday was reached, was more than sufficient to meet the sibs' needs. 

Jo had only a year before her twenty-sixth birthday, having turned twenty-five on the day of Tess' graduation from college. Tess would have to wait another five years to receive her full share but, she thought many times, by then I'll have finished Graduate school, so, for Tess, she didn't mind the wait at all.

The step-sisters/lovers would remain in the family home, Tess would matriculate a scant half-hour's drive from her home, and Jo would finally realize her dream of opening, and running, her own restaurant.

For the sibs, life was good.........

"Mary Margaret, you'll not be telling me what I HAVE to do," Agnes said to her daughter.

Bloody hell, thought Maggie, why can't she call me Maggie as the rest of the world does, but ignoring the slight to reply.

"Mum, it's the right thing to do; the girls NEED to know the truth of their circumstances," Maggie pressed her mother, "You're Uncle Robert's only surviving sibling. When you're gone, there's no one left who knows the truth."

"You do," Agnes replied defiantly but knowing, in her heart, that her daughter was right.

"It's not my place, mum....they need to hear it from you, not from me," Maggie said tenderly to her aged mother.

"Well, we'll see, we'll see....." Agnes answered, the conversation clearly over as far as she was concerned.......

As Jo and Tess prepared to depart their plane, Ms. Uber-Hot slipped a piece of paper into Jo's hand when she shook it while thanking the girls for choosing Aer Lingus for their flight. Waiting until they were through customs and heading towards baggage claim, Jo unfurled the note to read:

"I'm staying at the Hyatt near the airport for my rest period before my next flight. I'd love to buy you girls a pint or two if you're able to join me. Colleen O'Hara."

"Isn't that the same hotel we're staying at?" Jo asked Tess after Jo read the note to her.

"Yep, Maggie'll pick us up the morning for the drive to Cork," Tess replied.

"Must be Karma," Jo opined with a smile to Tess.

Having retrieved their bags, the girls found their way to the hotel shuttle queue. As they approached the Hyatt's spot, they saw that some of the flight crew of their plane were already waiting as well.

Spotting the sibs when they turned the corner of the shelter, Colleen excused herself from her conversation with her fellow attendant and, smilingly, stepped forward to greet the sibs.

"How fortunate that my two favorite passengers are staying at the crew's hotel. Hi, ladies, good to see you again," Colleen gushed to Jo and Tess.

"Our cousin won't be picking us up 'til tomorrow for the drive to Cork, so we plan to nap off the jet lag this afternoon for a few hours, and then.....is the offer for a drink still on?" Tess explained/asked.

"Absolutely...meet you in the lobby around seven'ish?" Colleen asked, "should give us all a good nap; you're right to do that, you know, we do it as well after every flight across the pond."

"Sounds like a date, then," Jo contributed to their conversation.

"Yes, it certainly does," agreed Colleen, "and there's a lovely pub not too far from the hotel that I'm sure you girls will enjoy," Ms. Uber-Hot remarked.

"We're on your turf now," Tess said, "you lead, we'll follow," smiling broadly to the flight attendant as the hotel's shuttle arrived.

"Oh, I hope so," her smile spreading across her too-cute Irish face, "sounds wickedly delightful, looking forward to it," the too-cute flight attendant replied as the three women boarded their shuttle bus to the hotel.

Since flight crews are pre-checked into their hotels by their airlines, all Colleen had to do was produce her Aer Lingus I.D. to get her key.

As the sibs moved to the desk to begin their check-in process, Colleen leaned in close and said to them both, "Now, be good girls and get plenty of rest you two, we've a long night ahead of us," winking, then walking to the lift to go to her room for a nap.

Turning to stare at Colleen as she walked away, the sibs turned to each other, both having a 'look' on their faces.

"Did that mean what I think it did?" Tess asked her sis.

"Oh damn, I sure hope so," Jo replied, both of the girls bursting into laughter at the comment...

Both of the girls had been able to get a few hours of sleep on their overnight flight into Dublin, both glad they had chosen to fly first class with those wonderful, stretched-out seats available for the pricey tickets. Even so, after getting into their room, at the Hyatt, they 'crashed' within a nano-second of their heads hitting the pillows of the king-sized bed.

Having put in a request for a wake-up call from the front desk for five that afternoon, they awoke, took their showers and were ready for whatever lay ahead for them that night with Ms. Uber-Hot on that first night in Ireland, by six-thirty.

"Buy you a drink?" Jo asked of Tess as they took the lift down to the lobby.

"Get out of my head, Jolene," joked Tess in response, "it's really spooky how you can read my thoughts."

"Tough titty, I'm in your head for the duration," Jo joked back.

Smiling, Tess replied, "And I'm very thankful that you are," giving her step-sis a sweet kiss to her cheek.

They sat in the lobby of the hotel, sipping the excellent Irish Whiskey, neat, of course, chit-chatting about everything and about nothing of importance, just whiling away their wait for Ms. Uber-Hot to join them.

"And did my girls listen to my advice for rest?" the voice, behind them, asked, Ms. Uber-Hot ordering a round for the three of them from the roaming wait-person before sitting down with the sibs.

"We did, Mistress," Tess answered, 'playing along' with Colleen's comment, "all rested and awaiting your commands, m'lady," beaming a smile to the lovely Irish lass.

"To us," Colleen toasted to the sibs, all three sipping afterwards, "to a night of marvelous fun for the three of us."

Colleen, unlike most of her flight crew was not a 'Dub', or Dubliner, her family's roots being in Galway, some distance to the west of the Irish capital. "I don't usually go home between flights, simply not enough time," She explained to Tess and Jo. "When I have several days' leave, I will, of course, but between flights it's much easier for me to stay here, in Dublin," she explained further.

The trio exchanged short bios of each other, revealing that, though she didn't come close to looking her age, she was thirty-three, single and planned to remain that way.

"Too much drama in marriage for my tastes," the red-headed cutie declared, bringing about a nodding of heads all around their conversation nook, "much prefer to play the field as you Yanks say."

"Boyfriends?" Jo asked out of curiosity and, as a 'test' of what Ms. Uber-Hot was 'all about'.

"Hardly," Colleen declared with a smile of amusement at the question but, with no other explanation.

"Well, my darlings, shall we take a lorry to our den of iniquity?" Colleen asked her two companions as they finished off their drinks.

"Lead the way, m'lady," Jo replied with a smile.

When Colleen told the driver the name of their destination, Tess thought she saw an expression of 'Ah-Ha!" slide across his face, followed by a smirk.

'The Bean' was an odd name for a pub thought Tess and Jo when they arrived after a short, ten minute ride, but what did they know? It was their first time out of the country for the sibs.

Jo's time in the middle east? That was different. Nothing pleasurable about that stint out of the country so, in her mind, it didn't count as being anything other than what it was, a horrible year in a horrible place.

Judging by the greeting that Colleen received from the crowded pub's patrons, it was clearly not her first time here.

"Over there, there's a small table against the wall we can squeeze into," Colleen said, over her shoulder, to the step-sibs after she had spied it, sending them to the table and she to the bar to order them a round of Black and Tans from the server gal.

"Oh, wow, its warm and strong," Jo commented after taking her first sip of the Guiness concoction.

"Our ales are a bit stronger than your American brews and we don't chill ours as you Yanks seem to prefer," Colleen affirmed, "but, drink away girls, I won't let anything untowards happen to you," laughing at her 'joke'.

Didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that they were in a pub that catered to women, most, but not all, seemingly manly in their demeanor, a 'butch-bar' it would be called back home in the States.

From the moment they had stepped inside, both of the sibs' gay-dars were pinging away like crazy which brought a smile of 'Ah-Ha!' to their lips.

"I'm curious," Jo said to Colleen, leaning closer to her to be heard over the din in the small pub, "what made you assume that we'd like a place like this?"

"I have a 'sense' of other women's proclivities," Colleen explained, "always seemed to have from the time I was a young lass; you Yanks have a term for it....." her explanation cut short by Tess' interjection.

"Gay-dar? Is that the term you're referring to?" Tess interrupted.

"That's it! Gay-dar!...what an amusing term," Colleen confirmed.

"So, you assume that we're......." Jo started to say, but was interrupted when an attractive woman spied Colleen and leaned over their small table to give her a hug and kiss to her cheek, running off to join her party afterwards.

"You're not?" Colleen asked, finishing Jo's comment for her.

"Yeah, we are," Tess answered for she and her sis, all three chuckling at the openess of their 'secrets'.

"And your thought for our evening is....." Jo pressed Ms. Uber-Hot further.

"I thought that to be quite obvious," Colleen replied, "share a few pints and then, back to the hotel for some delicious 'bean flicking', of course."

Seeing the look of confusion on the faces of the two sibs at the term, Colleen laughed and went on to explain the Irish slang for cunnilingus, the 'bean' being a woman's clitoris.

"Bean flicking," Tess laughed, "love that term; I'm stealing it from you, Colleen," all three women laughing together.

"I'm assuming that you girls do find me 'flick-worthy'," Colleen commented/asked of the sibs, knowing, of course, that they did. Couldn't mistake their leers of her on the flight over the pond, no, she had made no mistake about that, Colleen was sure.

"Very much so," Jo replied, confirming what Colleen already knew to be a truth.

"Totally," was Tess' one-word opinion of the question.

"Good," was Colleen's simple comment, a smile at the two Yanks her punctuation of the comment.

With a clear ending of their night at the pub in mind now, the trio relaxed and drank Black and Tans, the 'Yanks' warming quickly to the kick of the Guiness mix. Quickly finding that the three of them shared a sarcastic, sardonic sense of humor, the laughing trio found no lack of 'targets' for their witticisms, themselves being fair game of the jestful comments and barbs, not mean spirited, in the least.

Colleen shared the fact that she didn't find the 'dyke-studs' to her liking, though, she freely and unashamedly admitted, she did enjoy playing them, leading them on, being a bit of a tease with 'them'. But, at the end of the day, she said further, she found 'lipstick lezzes' more to her taste, you know, like the good-looking, well-built, sibs, she had said to the girls.

"Must say that I'm finding it a bit hard to restrain myself from reaching to both of you and simply grabbing a handful of those gorgeous breasts to play with," Colleen admitted very matter-of-factly, her eyes searching both girls faces for reaction.

"Then we should do something about that," Tess suggested, the strong, stout ale doing her talking for her, in truth.

"Not before I go pee," Jo exclaimed, her need to do so evident in her face.

"The loo is down that hallway, behind you; fair warning, the hallway is narrow and cramped, as is the facility," Colleen advised as Jo stood to follow the lass' directions.

'Narrow and cramped' was a 'generous' description thought Jo as she twisted and turned around the pub's patrons, making her way to the hallway, it barely large enough for one person to pass. Just as she approached the door of the bathroom or, loo, as it's called on this side of the Atlantic, the door opened, forcing Jo to cling to the hallway wall to make room for the exiting woman.

It was an impasse as neither women could move past the other in the narrow hallway, the size of their respective racks causing a bit of a body-jam, so to speak. Both women smiled at the awkardness of the situation, neither able to move past without rubbing tits, no matter how tightly they hugged their bodies to the wall.

"I've got it," said the cute blonde/reddish-haired woman, a femme, not a butch, and placing her hands on Jo's shoulders, she twisted her and Jo's bodies until each had a tit between the tits of the other. Each of the women turned, much like a cogged-toothed gear as they sidled pass each other, finally clearing their bodies from the other.

"See how simple it can be," said the woman, both women laughing at the absurdity of it all. The blonde turned to exit the hallway while Jo opened the door to finally pee like a racehorse. But, as they left each other, both turned for a final glance at each other, both smiling a bit from their encounter of each other in that small, narrow hallway of the pub.

Joining Tess and Colleen, her relief giving her joy, Jo quickly scanned the crowd but didn't see the woman of the hallway.

But, tucked away in a corner of the pub with her date, well, her date for the night anyway, the hallway gal saw Jo and decided that she liked what she saw. 

Liked it a lot, if truth be told.

"Shall we, my dears?" Colleen asked after they had finished their fourth, and final, pints, "my knickers are getting wet with desire for you two lovelies," said the Irish flight attendant, now feeling her four pints as it loosened her tongue to speak her mind.

"We shall," Tess declared with Guiness-fueled assuredness, her eyes positively raping the Irish woman, looking all sexy in her tight skirt and blouse.

Thankfully, thought Colleen, the cab ride was short, allowing the two sibs to massage the inside of the attendant's thighs, each with a hand under her skirt, their activities not able to be seen by their driver, rubbing, caressing, their soft grasps of her thighs almost making her orgasm in the back seat of the lorry. Five minutes more and I'd climaxed, Colleen thought to herself, also knowing that she'd not be able to do so quietly. 

She was never quiet when in the throes of orgasm, not Colleen.

"Our room? We have a king bed," suggested Jo as they approached the lift to the upper floors.

"Oh, good, mine is but a double," the redhead said to the sisters.

"Oh, yeah, we'll need more room than that," Tess commented, bringing a chuckle to the horny trio...

Entering first, Colleen turned to face the sibs as Jo locked their hotel room's door. Taking Tess into her arms first, the Irish beauty kissed the younger sib with much lust, both mouths opened, both with tongues exploring, Colleen's hand quickly fondling Tess' breasts. Holding an arm towards Jo, Colleen pulled Jo to her and Tess' bodies, sighing when Jo's hand fell upon first, her breast, then to her blouse's buttons.




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Slipping her mouth from Tess', Colleen kissed Jo next while Jo slowly unbuttoned the Irish woman's blouse, Colleen's hand on Tess' ass, squeezing and pulling Tess' pussy against her hip.

The sibs now took control of both the situation and their guest, mouths, tongues, fingers exploring freely, removing clothing, until the trio was as naked as new-borns. Moving to the bed, it would not be incorrect to describe the sibs' swarming over the Galway gal as just that, swarming.

It would be Jo who got her first taste of Irish pussy that night, positioning herself between the freckled thighs of Colleen as Tess kissed, tongued and fondled the flight attendant's breasts, sucking on those freckled orbs of delight as if it were her first time sucking titties.

"Ummmm, oh girls.....my, my, but this is positively heavenly," Colleen cooed and mewed to her two lovers, loving everything these two Yanks were doing to her.

Slipping her hands under the ass of their playmate, Jo lifted Colleen's ass to bring that red-pubed pussy to her mouth to devour and, lordy, did she ever.

As Jo explored Colleen's sweet-tasting snatch, Tess had positioned herself so that Colleen could now suck and bite on her breasts and nipples, the small teeth clenching around her nipples causing her to moan with excitement and arousal while she roughly felt up Ms. Uber-Hot's uber-hot tits. 

"Up here, my sweet, up here so that I can taste you, sweetheart," Colleen's pleas to Tess almost sounding like begging, but, not quite.

And riding Colleen's mouth to the gates of heaven, Tess climaxed repeatedly, one after the other, Colleen joining her with her own cries of release from Jo's excellent oral maipulations of her sex.

Flopping onto her back on their bed, Tess pulled Colleen to sit on her face so that she, Tess, could finally get a taste of the flight attendant's sweet-smelling sex. Without moving from her position near the end of the bed, Jo crawled between her step-sis's legs to pleasure Tess as Tess pleasured Colleen. 

As much as Jo loved the taste of pussy in general, she loved the taste of Tess best, no other ever being quite as 'sweet' to her senses as her sis' snatch. And she especially loved going down on Tess when they shared themselves with others, somehow, that fact providing Jo with a bit of extra excitement. She didn't know why, or care why, she just went with it, much to the sibs' mutual pleasure.

After a brief bit of rest for the trio, Colleen slid her body down in the bed to take turns at pleasuring the two Yank gals, each in turn, as they kissed and fondled with each other. 

Their kissing of each other as she ate them provided Colleen with a level of excitement that she had not felt in quite sometime. It wasn't all that often that Colleen could seduce a pair of playmates but to do so with siblings? Well, that was, indeed, very special, and hot, very, very hot.

"Girls, believe me, it is so tempting to stay and play but I do have an early flight in the morning," Colleen regretably said to the sibs, slipping back into her skirt and blouse, undergarments stuffed into her purse.

"Its been fun, you two, enjoy your stay in Ireland," and kissing each goodnight, Colleen locked the sibs' hotel room's door on her way out.

"Wow, that was intense," Tess commented after a few minutes, turning to face Jo when she did.

"You've got pussy juice all over your mouth and lips," Jo laughingly pointed out to Tess.

"Like you don't?" Tess correctly retorted to Jo.

"That was definitely a fun fling," Jo sighed as Tess snuggled up to her older step-sib.

"Fun and tasty," Tess contributed as she felt the exhaustion of their sex-play and jet-lag overtaking her being, now.

"Ooooh, yeah, very tasty," Jo replied dreamingly, both sibs falling asleep in each other's arms.....

"Tess? It's Maggie," said the thickly Irish-accented voice over the phone, "I'm downstairs, parked under the canopy, if you girls are ready."

"We're just getting ready to leave the room, Maggie; should be down in a few minutes," Tess replied to her never-before-met cousin.

"I'm in the silver Volvo, cousin," Maggie replied with a lilt to her voice, excited to no end to meet her American relatives.

Settling up with the clerk, the sibs pulled their luggage behind them as they spied their cousin's car, the hatch-back lifted and a pair of legs all that could be seen of Maggie.

Hearing the wheels of the girls luggage as it rolled over the cobblestoned driveway of the hotel, Maggie called over her shoulder, "Give me just a minute more and there'll be plenty of room for your bags, girls." Shutting the in-floor storage compartment's hatch, Maggie backed out of the rear of the station wagon after stowing some loose stuff that was taking up the needed room for the luggage.

"Finally, I swear I don't know how I manage to gath...." her voice stopping, mid-sentence, when she turned to greet Tess and Jo....

"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, but if you're not the bloody spitting image of my dear departed grandmother," Maggie said to Tess, not knowing it was Tess, not yet anyway.

"Me?" Tess replied a bit taken aback at the declaration from their cousin.

"I'm sorry, that was rude," Maggie said to the sibs, recovering from the shock, "Obviously, I'm Maggie and, you're Tess? I'm guessing?"

"Yes, and my step-sister, Jolene," Tess replied, Jo initiating the greeting of hugs all around.

A bit more than that, Tess, thought Maggie in that moment, a bit more than that.

"Well, let's get you girls loaded up into the hatch, shall we," Maggie said, hositing one of the two bags into the stowage compartment of the Volvo wagon, Jo tossing hers in, afterwards.

Opening the passneger door, Tess' mouth dropped as she stared at the steering wheel? in front of the passenger seat. Looking towards the rear of the Volvo, Tess saw smirks on the faces of Jo and Maggie.

"Left hand drive in the Isles, Sherlock," Jo said to her bewildered sis, "Now, you know why I didn't want to rent a car."

The rain pelted Maggie's wagon as she found her way to the highway for Cork, the three of them trying to get a life's worth of talking into the two-hour drive.

"The urns arrived yesterday, girls, and I've spoken with the caretakers at the funeral park; all is set for the internment tomorrow, if that's still good with you."

"Yes, it is, Maggie. We can't thank you enough for making all of the arrangements for us," Tess said from her front passenger's seat, the absence of a steering wheel in front of her, still a bit confusing for her, a bit difficult to wrap her mind around.

"Afterwards, we'll take mum back to her apartment and have a bite. Tonight and while you're here, you'll stay at my place in the spare bedroom, if you don't mind sharing," Maggie explained, "we'll do a bit of exploring during the day, letting you get the feel of your roots," she cheerfully added.

"Sounds like a plan," Jo answered and with that, the cousins used the remainder of the drive to play catch-up with their lives......

"Sweet Mother of God," Agnes exclaimed when the girls entered her apartment in the Seniors Complex, "But, if you aren't the....."

"She knows, mum, I've already said as much when I laid eyes upon her," Maggie said, cutting off her mother's words when doing so, "Show her the pictures, mum, let her see for herself."

Hugs and greetings overwith, the four women settled into the small parlor of the apartment with three huge albums of generations of pictures of the family.

"Wow," was all the sibs could muster as they slowly peeled back the layers of their heritage. Clearly, as Agnes and Maggie had said, Tess was, indeed, the spitting image of Agnes' mother.

"Y'all may think me crazy but there were a couple of pictures that sorta' resembled me," Jo mentioned as she sipped the strong brewed tea that Maggie had fixed for the quartet.

Maggie and Agnes quickly glanced at each other when Jo said that, the 'look' between the mother and daughter not lost on either of the sibs.

"What?" Jo asked, "did I say something I shouldn't have?"

"Mum?" Maggie said in response, her eyes hard on her dear mother's face when saying it, "You know you have to, mum, it's only fair."

Tess and Jo switched their eyes between Agnes and Maggie, trying hard to follow the cripted remarks, both of their minds in a state of confusion as they did so.

"Girls, there's something you need to know about Robert and Christine, and Mary Margaret you had better bring down the 'good stuff', for I'm fearing that we'll need it before its overwith," Agnes said, steeling herself for what was to follow.

"When Shamus and Elizabeth emigrated to America, Elizabeth was already pregnant with Christine, giving birth soon after settling in the States. Robert was eight years old at the time that they left Ireland and I was engaged to my dear Ian."

Pausing to take a breath, Agnes continued.

"Elizabeth was our first cousin, her mother being my mum's sister, so Robert and Christine were second cousins, girls." Agnes said further.

"So, that means, that Jo and I are....." Tess started to ask.

"There's more, Theresa, hear me out," Agnes pleaded.

"Christine was engaged to the man you would call dad, Jolene and....oh dear God, give me strength; when Robert emigrated to America to pursue his position at the University, he stayed with Shamus and the family."

"Your mum, Christine, was almost through with her medical degree when she and Robert met....and, you have to understand, they didn't want this to happen, but it did. They've both told me that it was an instant attraction and though they knew they should have resisted the temptations, they didn't and, well, they didn't, they couldn't and Christine became pregnant, pregnant with you, Jolene," Agnes said in what seemed like one breath, tears forming as she talked to the girls.

"So, Tess and I are cousins?" Jo asked, not really grasping all of what had just been force-fed into her brain to process.

"No, my darling, my baby brother, Robert, is your birth-father, Jolene; you and Tess are sisters, half-sisters........

(continued in Chapter 20)



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(continued from chapter 19).....

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Stunned silence.

There's no other phrase to describe the somber pall that enveloped their Aunt Agnes' living room, the truth of their lives having just been bared to Tess and Jo.

Seizing the opportunity, Maggie quickly poured their group some of her mother's valued Irish whiskey, it only used for special occasions.

Without waiting for the others, Agnes quickly lifted her glass to her lips, taking a healthy swig of the treasured blend.

"But, my father...I mean...mom's first husband..." Jo clumsily babbled after following her Aunt's example and taking a long swig of the whiskey, herself.

"He knew, Jolene," Agnes interrupted Jo to say, "and he loved your mother so much, he forgave her, taking you to raise as his own and never, ever throwing it up to her face that you were another man's child."

"He was a good man, Jolene, you need to know that," Agnes said further to her brother's daughter.

"But....my dad and mother?" Tess asked her aunt.

"When they knew that Christine was pregnant, they also knew that there was no way that they could be together as a couple, married or not, not as long as your grandfather, Shamus, was alive. Robert and Christine chose to go their separate ways, which led, eventually, to Robert meeting and marrying your mother, Theresa and settling into their separate married lives," Agnes continued to the girls.

"It was fate, coincidence, whatever you want to call it, that both of their spouses were to pass from this earth within a year of each other, and after Shamus-your grandfather, Jolene-passed and joined your grandmother in the hereafter, Robert and Christine reconnected, almost immediately, that's how strong their love for each other was," Agnes recounted, her eyes staring off into where? only she knew.

"So...that's why mom took the partnership offer, and why we moved," Jo contributed, "to be near my step-dad, I mean, dad..........Shit!, I don't know anything, anymore; I mean, what do I call him?"

"Jolene, you were fortunate to have two men in your life who loved you enough to be called your father; be happy for that, that's more than a lot of people have," Maggie said to her cousin.

More stunned silence. More drinking of fine Irish whiskey.

"I knew it!" Tess suddenly exclaimed, "I always knew that there was something really special about how we, as a family, connected so quickly when our parents married."

"It's also why Robert and Christine asked if Robert could legally adopt you, Jolene," Maggie said further as she poured more whiskey for their small family unit.

"Wow.....I'm sorry, this is all so much to take in at one time," Jo said to the women in that small living room, "I mean.....wow."

"I'm sorry if I've hurt you or offended you but, Mary Margaret was right, you both had to know the truth," Agnes said to her nieces.

"No, no, Aunt Agnes, it was absolutely the right thing to do and we love you for it," Tess said, getting up to hug Agnes, quickly followed by Jo, all of the women shedding tears of relief? of gladness?

"Mum, I think I'll bring the girls to my place now; it's been a long day for them already and I'm sure they need a bit of time to adjust to their news," Maggie said as she hugged her mother, "we'll pick you up at ten in the morning for the services, okay?"

"Thank you, luv; Jolene? Theresa? Your parents would be proud of the fine young women you are, but, I know you know that," Agnes said as she hugged her nieces goodnight.

"We do, Aunt Agnes, we do, and thank you," Jo said as she and Agnes hugged each other tightly.

The ride across town to Maggie's was a silent one, all three cousins understanding and, welcoming, the lack of conversation. Maggie took Tess and Jo up the back, outside stairs of her pub to drop their bags. That task completed, she then took the girls down the inside stairs to meet Beth.

"Beth, this is Jo and Tess, my American cousins; girls, my right-hand gal, Beth," Maggie said in introduction.

Beth was, the girls guessed, somewhere in her thirties, probably ten years or so younger than Maggie; five-six'ish, 130 pounds, give or take three and, all in all, attractive in a 'cute' sort of way.

"Pleased to meet you girls, hope you enjoy your stay in Ireland," Beth said with a smile, "Get you girls something to drink?"

"Jo, what was that we had the other night, at The Bean?" Tess asked her sis, the mention of The Bean causing Maggie and Beth to exchange quick glances with each other.

Knowing glances is what they were.

"Black and Tans, I believe," Jo answered, not unmindful of the exchanged looks between Maggie and Beth.

"Coming right up, ladies," and with that said, Beth did her thing and delivered perfect B and T's.

"Girls, feel free to come down and mingle after you've rested a bit, or not, as you wish. I'm sure you have a bit of talking to do. I'll stay down for a while and give Beth a hand with the factory crowd that will be here shortly," Maggie said to her cousins.

"Thanks, Maggie, I think we'll take your offer and go upstairs for a bit, thanks again," Jo answered for she and Tess.

The sibs took their ales with them and climbed the stairs back to the living quarters, settling in on a couch in the small living room. Neither said a word, both lost in their own thoughts for the moment.

Jo was the first to speak.

"Well, explains a lot, doesn't it?" referring to the revelation of their 'true' relationship.

"It does, but.....I've been trying to decide if it changes anything, you know, between you and me," Tess replied, taking a long pull at her tankard of ale, afterwards.

"And?" Jo questioned.

"For me? It really doesn't, Jo. I'm sorry, maybe it should but the honest-to-God's-truth is that, it doesn't, not in the least," Tess answered.

"Yeah. For me either, baby.......I know it's wrong on so many fucking levels but, I loved you when you were my step-sis and now? as my half-sis? I still love you...I can't change that, Tess, I simply can't," Jo replied, small tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

"Well, if we're damned for loving each other then we'll ride the train to hell together, Jo. I love you, that's the simple truth of it," Tess proclaimed just before taking Jo into her arms and sharing a sweet kiss of love, not lust, just pure, unadulterated love.

That's not a bad thing, folks, not in the least...

The services, the interment of Robert and Christine's ashes in the Clancy masoleum went off without a hitch. Sure, the girls would have loved for the Church to ritualize the ceremony with a priest's presence to conduct the services but, under the circumstances of the first-cousin relationship, they understood that the Church simply couldn't.

"Rest in peace, 'rents," Tess whispered under her breath, "you're home, now," believing that it truly made a difference.

Beliefs are strong, people.

Once back at Agnes' apartment, Jo and Maggie took over the kitchen to finalize the meal that had been left cooking in the slow oven while the group was at the services. Working like a well-oiled machine, both women took notice of the other's culinary skills as they worked on the final touches of their repast.

Genes ARE funny things.

Tess and Agnes spent the time catching up on the history of the two families, the Clancys and the O'Learys, Tess soaking it in like a sponge, the history-major side of her not able to get enough of their rich, long histories in the Emerald Isle.

During the day, the sibs went on day-trips, mostly with just Maggie, sometimes with Beth along, soaking up as much of the Irish experience as they could. Nights were spent, mostly, meeting and mingling with the locals in Maggie's pub but, with no dalliances with any of the locals. The sibs even restrained their desire, their need to make love to each other, both figuring that their family had enough secrets to deal with without adding to the pot, so to speak. Came the day, however, inevitably, that Tess and Jo said goodbye to their elderly Aunt and Maggie drove the girls back to Dublin, back to the Airport Hyatt, the day before their flight home to the States.

"Perhaps I'll take you up on the invitation to visit, cousins, sooner rather than later; I'm forty-two and I'd rather do it while I'm still young enough to enjoy it," laughing and hugging the sibs afterwards.

"The door's always open to you, Maggie; please do, please come and visit," and with that, not to mention a few tears, the cousins parted ways...

"Looking forward to going home, though I have to say, I loved our time here," Tess said over the noise of the shower as Jo fixed her makeup at the bathroom sink.

"Yeah, me too, I have mixed emotions about going home," Jo replied, leaning her hands on the sink and surveying her attempt at applying the little bit of makeup that she used, in the mirror. 

Fuck it, she decided, it is what it is.

The girls decided that they would return to The Bean for their last night in Ireland, grab a couple of B&T's, as they now called them, and maybe shag some snatch. They were hornier than hell and though they knew they had each other, their desire to share some Irish pussy again, was first on the agenda for both.

"I'm going to check email while you finish getting ready, babe," Jo informed Tess over the noise of the shower. She wasn't at the laptop more than a minute when the familiar Skype alert tone announced an incoming call.

"Hey Meg, is anything wrong?" Jo asked when she saw who was calling.

"Nope, just checking in to see if you guys were still on schedule and all that," Meg smilingly replied when the video feed caught up with the audio of the call.

"Yep, we're at the hotel now, flight's on time, so unless you hear differently from us, still plan on picking us up tomorrow afternoon."

"Got it," the soon-to-be-college freshman confirmed, "Oh, guess what? We just found out that Janice and I's request to be roomies was approved; we'll share a dorm room at school."

Janice, like Megan, would be attending Tess' undergraduate school, both majoring in Music. Megan dropped her idea to major in biology, deciding instead that she really wanted to pursue a career in music education. Both she and Janice had been offered, and accepted, scholarships from the School of Music at the school.

"Aw, that's great, sugar....on a lot of different levels," Jo chuckled in response, referring, of course, to the teenagers' budding romance.

"Hey Jo!," came to greeting just before Jan stepped into the picture, her eighteen, soon to be nineteen, year-old brown body clad in just bra and panties.

"Hey yourself, good-looking, just heard the good news about the dorm assignments, congrats."

Wrapping her arms around, and standing behind, Megan, Janice smiled into the camera at Jo's image and grabbed one of Meg's boobs in her hand, "Yeah, gonna' have me some booty on call all the time," laughing as she juggled Meg's tit in her hand jokingly.

"Well, look you guys, got to run; don't forget to change the sheets, okay?" Jo reminded the two youngsters.

"S'matter? 'Fraid you might catch something?" Meg teasingly asked.

"Seriously, change the fucking sheets, Meg," Jo replied, serious, but laughing.

"Just teasing, I will....see y'all tomorrow night; oh, is it okay if Janice and I stay one more night after y'all get home?"

"Sure, you know it is....'K', got to go," Jo said signing off, wondering what that was all about, the request to stay another night. Could it be that the two youngsters want to play with the sibs?

Nah, Jo decided, we're not THAT lucky.......

"Over there, babe, against the wall," Jo almost shouted in Tess' ear to be heard over the din in the crowded pub, nodding with her head towards the empty table, "grab it and I'll order a couple of B&T's," walking to find one of the server gals.

More butch/bois than femmes tonight, Jo thought as she slowly slipped through the throng towards the bar to place their order. Finding one of the servers, Jo placed the order and just as she turned to join Tess at their table, she felt a hand on her arm, stopping her.

"We meet again...thought I'd not see you again," the voice, thick with the beautiful lilt of an Irish accent, said.

Turning towards the voice, Jo was met by a smiling, freckled face framed by short, reddish/blonde hair and sparkling green eyes. It was her, the woman in the hallway from a couple of weeks ago. She was dressed simply, skirt and a blouse that appeared almost a size too small, judging by the strain her bosom placed upon the buttons of her top.

"Hey, I remember you....you untangled us in the hallway, right?" Jo smilingly replied, her gay-dar pinging like crazy as she leaned towards the woman to be heard over the laughter and noise.

"American? Have to be with that accent.....here alone are you?" Ms. Freckle-face replied.

"No, I'm here with my sis, back against the wall at that table," Jo replied with lips close to the ear of the woman, her perfume 'just' right to the senses.

"Might my friend and I join you at your table? Perhaps buy you a round?" the woman responded.

"Sure, love to meet the locals," Jo replied, wondering if this was an attempt at a pick-up or some such.

Jo made her way to Tess and their table, trailed by two very cute women, both of them smiling as they approached Tess.

"I'm sorry, but......" Jo started to say but was interrupted by her rescuer's voice.

"I'm Mandy....and this is Claire," Ms. Freckle-face said in way of introduction, both of the women sitting in the two chairs while Jo sat on the bench-type seat anchored to the wall, next to Tess.

"Tess, Mandy is the woman I told you about, the woman who managed to get us untangled in the hallway to the loo when we were here with Colleen a couple of weeks ago," Jo explained to her sib, their B&T's delivered right afterwards.

"Right you are, well, here's to you, ladies," Mandy said, lifting her glass to toast the Yanks.

"Back at'cha," Tess replied, her eyes darting between the two women, stopping for some reason on Claire's face whose eyes were lustfully staring at Tess' rack and cleavage.

Truthfully, Tess was sorta' tingling from Claire's lustful ogling of her rack. Claire had a very cute face, sort of an androgynous 'look' with her hair shorn 'butch-boi' short and her boyish mannerisms. In fact, Tess had quickly decided, Claire sorta' reminded her of Sinead O'Connor, a younger, thinner, Sinead O'Connor. She'd never really had much experience with butch-bois though she had been with a few stud-butches.

No, Claire wasn't that, Tess decided, definitely a boi, but a very sexy one she had decided, somewhat surprised at her excitement with that fact.

"Did you girls enjoy your evening with Colleen?" Mandy asked the sibs, leaning over the table to be heard, her cleavage showing that her face wasn't the only part of her body that was freckled.

"Do you know Colleen?" Tess asked.

"Darling, we ALL know Colleen," Mandy laughingly replied, "I believe you've had a go with her a time or two haven't you, luv?" directing the comment/question towards Claire.

"Indeed, I have, lovely girl she is," Claire replied to the group but her eyes hard on Tess when she said it, "Talented little flicker is that one, don't you think?" 

Well, Fuck, let's just get right to it, why don't we? Jo thought at that moment.

"Definitely a lot of fun," Jo replied, sipping her schooner of ale afterwards, her eyes locked with Mandy's.

The four women shared quick bar-bios with each other, though conversation was nearly impossible without shouting.

"Bloody hell," Claire declared, "seems like the natives are bloody restless tonight," scrunching up her face at the loud laughing behind her, "So bloody hard to hear anything with all of the cackling hens."

"Girls, would you like to come back to our place? We're only a couple of buildings down the alley from here and I do have a fresh, unopened bottle of whiskey that we could share and be able to talk without shouting," Mandy offered.

"Sounds like a good idea as long as we'll be able to catch a cab from your place back to our hotel for our flight in the morning," Tess replied.

"We'll get you to your hotel, luv, no worries," Claire cooed in reply to Tess, her eyes disrobing Tess when doing so.

The quartet ambled down the cobbled-stoned alley-way, 'paired off', if you will, Jo and Mandy, Tess and Claire, each pair in quiet conversation of nothing of importance, each pair 'knowing' the real reason for leaving the pub.

"Mandy gets to spend much more time in our flat than I do," Claire declared as she unlocked the door to the alley entrance of their building, "my job has me on the move during the week while she just catches the tram to her office."

"Have you two been together long?" Jo asked as the four gals walked up the short, narrow flight of stairs to the second level.

"Hmmmm, let's see....depends on what you consider 'long', I suppose; for us it's been a little over a year," Claire answered as Mandy unlocked, then opened the door to their apartment.

"Almost two years, dearie; it's been just a year since my divorce and we were together for almost a year prior," Mandy corrected.

"You were married?" Tess asked.

"Sort of, I suppose, but the marriage was nothing more than a sham, in truth. He much preferred buggering young fancy boys and he knew, full well, that my preference was for the 'bean'. When Claire and I met, she got me drunk, made love to me and I simply stayed on," Mandy answered as she broke the seal on the bottle of whiskey on the cupboard's shelf.

Dropping to sit in a large, armchair, Claire extended a hand towards Tess.

"Here, luv, come sit here with me," patting her thigh, her smile lustful and leery, I'm-going-to-fuck-you leery.

Not thinking twice about it, Tess did just that, sitting on the offered thigh, keeping one foot on the floor but throwing the other leg across Claire's other thigh and the arm of the chair.

"That's a good girl," Claire cooed while playing with Tess' hair with her hand that was behind Tess' back, both Tess and Claire seriously eye-fucking the other.

Very matter-of-factly, Claire began stroking the inside of Tess' thigh, under her skirt, both women silent, both women 'in the moment'.

"You have a nice touch with your fingers," Tess said, her breathing a bit labored from her arousal at Claire's fingers stroking her thigh slowly, her fingertips coming teasingly close to her damp pussy.

"You'll find that I'm very gentle, or not, depending on who I'm with," reaching with her lips towards Tess' lips which were dropping to meet hers......

"Looks like they're getting along nicely," Mandy said to Jo, motioning with her chin towards Tess and Claire.

Pouring the four of them a half-glass of the whiskey, Mandy re-corked the bottle, turning to face Jo afterwards.

"Shall we interrupt them to offer a drink?" Mandy asked her new American friend.

"We could, I suppose but, before we do....." and taking Mandy's head between her hands, Jo kissed Mandy lustfully, fueled by the scene of her sis and Claire in the living room. Like Tess, Jo also 'got off' on watching lesbians make love.

For her part, Mandy simply uttered a low, excited moan while sliding her hands between their bodies to cup and fondle Jo's breasts while they kissed. The more she fondled those gorgeous mounds of flesh, the more hot and lustful was their kiss.

Kinda' worked out for both of them.

"I suppose the whiskey won't spoil if we let it sit for a bit," Mandy said, pulling her mouth, reluctantly, from Jo's, "We should continue this in the bedroom, I should think," taking Jo by her hand and walking quickly towards the bedroom......

Tess' head was thrown back, one of her hands rubbing over the buzzed, almost bald, head of Claire while the Irish boi sucked on one of Tess' tits, her tongue make slow circles around the aroused nipple of the American.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 20



Claire's other hand was under Tess' panties, two fingers deep into Tess' snatch, her fingers surprisingly long, thought Tess, but liking it a lot that they were. While Claire fingered with delightfully slow, long strokes, she kept her thumb rubbing over the aroused clitoris of Tess, the Orgasm Train almost ready to leave the station for Tess.

"Ooooh, sweeetie, that feels really good," Tess murmurred as she moved her breasts back and forth for Claire to suck on both, her blouse fully opened now, flapping loose as Claire sucked, licked and bit on Tess' C-cups.

"That's right, m'girl, let it come to you, let me make you the happiest girl in the world," Claire moaned back, her own excitement rising from the taste and feel of Tess' lovely breasts and from the wet, tightness of her pussy, "Let it come, my sweet, and when you're done, you'll beg me for a taste, won't you, my girl?"

"Uuhhh, yes.....oh God, oh shit.....oh please, make me come, oh damnnnnnnnnnnnnn........."

The Tess Express has left the station....

"Yesss, like that, oh dear mother of God, just like that......." Mandy moaned as she squirmed under the probing of Jo's tongue to her ass, while Jo's fingers slowly fingered her very wet pussy, trimmed by fine, red hair, fire-red, like the hair on her head.

Yep, not a bottle red-head, this one.

Gripping the sides of her bed tightly, Mandy felt her legs slipping further apart, making it easier for Jo's tongue and fingers to do their 'work'. For Jo, it was anything but work, for when she took the last bit of clothing off of Mandy's body and saw that gorgeous ass, she just knew she had to get a taste of that before the night was over.

Goal in the cross-hairs, Jo wasted little time in doing just that, tasting the puckered-hole of Mandy. Not for all people, for sure, but it surely was a favorite of Jolene's, yes indeedy....

They were both naked now, Claire and Tess wasting little time to do so once Tess' orgasms had finally ebbed. Claire's naked, slim body with those small A-cup tits, almost 'young-girlish' tits, brought a desire to Tess that she seldom felt when fucking strangers. Once they had shed their clothing, the two women kissed for a long time while standing and holding the other, their mouths and tongues working hard to devour the other's.

"On your knees, girly, you know you want to, don't you?" Claire said with assuredness, with certainty because she could see the need and desire in Tess' eyes.

"I do," Tess admitted, "I want to eat you like I haven't wanted to taste someone for a long time," Megan being the last pussy that she felt that way about.

"Taste away, m'girl, eat me, eat me for a deliciously long time," Claire commanded as she sat down in the armchair with her legs splayed and her shaved, bare pussy on the edge of the seat cushion. Kneeling on the floor between Claire's spread-eagled legs, Tess' thumbs began peeling back the layers of the Irish gal's pussy.

As she moved her head towards her prize, Tess marveled at Claire's pinkness, at the poutiness and largeness of the Irish pussy lips in front of her.

"Ummmmmmmm, oh yeahhhhh, you taste delightful," Tess managed to mumble without taking her mouth from the delicious pussy it gnawed upon, Claire's juices on her tongue fueling her efforts.

Oh yeah, this is going to be funnnnn, Tess thought with eyes closed......

"Damn, damn, ooooh damn......" Jo moaned and groaned under the working of Mandy's talented tongue and finger. While Mandy ate Jo's pussy with a skill that Jo had only felt from Tess, before this night, she was also deeply fucking Jo's asshole with her middle finger, as deep as she could, bumping her hand against Jo's ass-cheeks as she did.

"Love the bean, love the taste of your pussy, dearie," Mandy lustfully cooed as she eagerly ate away at her treasure, also loving the slickness of Jo's juices on her face, absolutely crazy with glee at the smell of the sex that was in the air......

"Deeper, all of it.....now," Claire commanded with urgency to Tess. Biting harder on Claire's small tits, just as she had been asked to do, she now slipped her entire fist into Claire's pussy, her first time in 'fisting' anybody, not sure how she felt about it.

"Aaahhhhhhhhh, Good God!!!!" Claire suddenly cried loudly as she orgasmed from the fisting that she was receiving, her hips moving blurringly fast back and forth against Tess' efforts. 

Tess' 'Ah-Ha' moment about 'fisting' happened when she felt her hand, inside of Claire's pussy, get absolutely flooded with juices. Hmmm, she thought in the moment, I wonder.........

Mandy and Jo lay resting for the moment, Jo's head in the crook of Mandy's arm, Mandy's hand casually stroking Jo's hard, erect nipples with her fingers. Neither spoke, neither had to, they knew, they...just...knew. And in unspoken concert, they positioned themselves for one more round, this one a slow, delightful, satisfying sixty-nine that seem to last forever, each with mouth and tongue buried in the pussy of the other.....

And Tess' last go with Claire? She strapped on the dildo that Claire had produced from a drawer of an end table and, with Claire on her hands and knees on the floor, Tess shoved the thick dildo-device into Claire's offered ass, fucking her long and hard, fucking her like a champ, Claire's moans and groans of satisfaction, loud, in the small living room of the flat.....

They, the quartet of freshly-fucked women, left the flat at around midnight. Mandy drove with Jo in the passenger seat, Jo's hand playing with Mandy's snatch under her skirt, making it difficult for Mandy to concentrate on her driving. 

In the backseat, Claire and Tess were in permanent lip-lock while their hands busily fondled the other, both trying to get as much taste and touch of the other as they could before they parted for the night, before they parted forever, in truth.

Saying their goodbyes, the sibs watched as their Irish 'beans' drove away. Entering the hotel, then the lift, they went to their room.

They showered, each in turn while the other brushed their teeth and the like. Within a half-hour, the sibs climbed into their bed for their last night in Ireland. Turning towards each other silently, they kissed softly, tenderly, this moment for them alone now, this act of love only theirs.

It was unhurried, it was slow and tender, it was what they both needed.........

"Jo?"

"Yeah? What babe?" Jo answered, looking up from her book to Tess.

They were still about two hours out from JFK, ahead of schedule thanks to a rare, favorable tail wind to the Aer Lingus wide-bodied liner.

"What should we do about, you know, everything that we've found out about mom and dad, once we get home?" Tess asked her older sib.

"Absolutely nothing; no reason to upset apple carts and all that. No reason to besmirch the 'rents reputation, nothing good can come of it." Jo answered straight-forwardly.

"It'd be one thing if there were any relatives at home that would be affected, but, there's not; its just you and me, kid."

"That's what I was thinking also, but I wanted your thoughts on it," Tess confirmed to Jolene.

"It'd be something to consider if there were any chance of us producing a child, but, that ain't gonna' happen between us, babygirl, so let's leave sleeping dogs lie and keep the family secrets locked away in Ireland, okay?" smiling at Tess after sharing those thoughts with her, returning to the book she had been reading to finish the chapter.

"Jo?"

Closing the book, again, upon hearing Tess' voice, Jo turned to her sister, a look of mild irritation on her face, saying, "Seriously?"

"I'm sorry, the thoughts keep coming around and I need to talk about them when they do. Go ahead, go back to your book, it'll wait," Tess said somewhat meekly.

"No, let's talk about it, whatever it is," Jo replied, her voice a bit comforting to Tess, "Didn't mean to bite your head off," taking Tess' hand in hers, squeezing it softly.

"Okay. Mom and dad's master suite? I've got an idea about that, if you'll let me lay it out for you," Tess pressed on.

"Shoot."

"Let's make it ours. Let's make it our master suite, donate their furniture to Goodwill or The Saint Vincent DePaul Society, something like that; we'll redecorate it, buy new furniture, make it totally, 'our room'," Tess' animated face when saying this causing Jo to listen carefully to, what appears to be, an issue of importance to her half-sis.

"I'm listening, go on," was Jo's initial response to Tess' idea.

"We'll keep our bedrooms that we use now as guest rooms or playrooms for when we're messing around with others; but, the master? that would be ours alone, nobody else sharing our bed in that room but the two of us," Tess pressed further with her ideas, "we'll take dad's office and redo it as well, sharing it for our individual needs, for my graduate work and study, as your home office, away from your restaurant after you've opened."

Jo chewed on her bottom lip a bit, a habit she's had for years when in deep thought, as she was now with Tess' revelation to her, measuring her feelings about what Tess had just said.

"What brought this on?" Jo finally asked.

"I don't know.....it's sorta' ridiculous that we're in separate bedrooms when we mostly sleep with each other anyway, you know, when it's just us at the house, and.....I don't know, I don't think I'd be comfortable fooling around with others in their room, you know?" Tess explained further.

"Feel like it would disrespect them, their memory?" Jo pressed Tess.

"Yeah, sort of....mostly," Tess admitted.

"So, in essence, the master suite would be ours alone, the bed, a 'marriage bed' for you and I?" Jo asked, seeking clarification of Tess' root thoughts about the matter.

"Yeah, pretty much, that....." Tess admitted.

Hesitating but a second or two, Jo took Tess' hand in hers again, softly caressing it, her face turned to her sis'.

"Works for me, princess, let's do it," Jo said softly, the bond and love between she and Tess never stronger than in that moment...



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 21



"Could not have timed it better, sweetie," Jo said to Megan when the youngster pulled into the pick-up slot at the airport, tossing her bag into the back of the SUV, Tess doing the same, afterwards.

The sibs had just arrived back home from their trip to Ireland, their duties as daughters to their parents fulfilled, now. They had interred the ashes of their parents in the Clancy family tomb, in the town of Cork, following the parents' wishes to the letter of their last Will and Testament.

"Hugs....I want hugs," Meg gleefully demanded of the sibs, "Ooooh, really missed you guys," the trio of good-looking young women hugging each other tightly.

"Missed you too, babe," Jo responded, honestly.

"Where's Janice? Tess asked as she buckled herself into the back seat of Jo's SUV which Megan had used to pick up the sibs.

"She'll be back in an hour or so, some family crap she had to do with her parents," Meg explained as she checked the mirrors for traffic before pulling out to the exit lane to leave the terminal.

"You guys still planning on staying over tonight?" Jo inquired, stretching off the kinks from the long, overseas flight.

"If it's still okay, we'd really like to," Meg replied with a sideways glance of her eyes to Jo, trying to see if there was 'interest' in them doing so.

"Shit, stay the fucking weekend if you want to, baby," Tess said while she stretched her stiffness away in the back seat, "that'd be okay, wouldn't it, Jo?"

"Yeah, that'd be fine with me; guess it's really up to the girls and their parents," Jo opined further on the issue.

"Not a problem for us," Megan replied, "my parents will be upstate at my grandmother's and I think Janice said that her parents would be visiting some friends, as well."

"Sounds like a plan..." Tess said, "the only thing is," she continued, "I don't want to go anywhere, don't want to do anything that requires traveling anywhere, done enough traveling for a while," her feelings on the matter quite plain and concise.

"Why don't you two just relax and let Jan and I cook up a meal for the four of us tonight? Maybe go swimming afterwards? Megan suggested further.

"Seriously? You and Jan?" Jo asked, seeking clarification that she and Jan could cook.

"Yes, me and Jan.....you're not the only one with kitchen skills, Jo," Meg replied with a chuckle.

"Okay, girlfriend, bring it....let's see what you got," was the amused reply from Jolene.

"You already know what I have," the bemused Megan responded with a snarky, leery grin, "and you love it!"

"Can't argue with that but, tempting as your sweet ass is, I don't want to make Janice jealous or mad, baby," Jo agreed with a chuckle.

"Actually......," Meg began her reply to Jo's comment but, instead, let her voice trail off into silence.

"Actually? Actually, what?" Tess demanded from the back seat, her mind-trip to the memory of her romp with the Irish boi-chick, Claire, momentarily interrupted by Meg's comments.

"Don't be mad, okay?....Jan and I sorta' had a threesome at your house the other night," Meg confessed, "I know y'all didn't want us to have a party or a bunch of people over and we didn't, we really didn't," Megan gushed, rushing her words so that the sibs wouldn't be mad at her for abusing their kindness of allowing she and Jan to have some private time while the sibs were overseas.

"Sorta'? What do you mean, sorta'? You either had a threesome or you didn't, no sorta' about that," Tess declared with a smile to Meg in the rearview mirror.

"Well, okay, we HAD a threesome at the house....okay?" Meg 'fessed up to the sibs.

"Anyone we know?" was Jo's only question about the matter, her curiosity piqued.

"Don't think so," Meg responded as she signaled her turn off of the interstate to their exit, "Beverly is a classmate of ours...graduated with us this year; sort of a geeky, nerdy chick that was in band with us."

"And?" Tess inquired, her own curiosity piqued as well.

"Janice and I ran into her at the mall, kinda' hung out with her there and Janice asked her to join us for an afternoon swim afterwards," Meg explained.

"And?" Jo pressed.

"Well, Bev didn't have a suit with her, of course, so we told her that we'd all swim bare-assed and you could see that the suggestion hit a hot-button with her.....anyway, when we hit the pool, naked, the girl's body was not to be believed! I mean, who knew?, she certainly never dressed at school in any way that showed that she had a 'hot' body," Meg recounted for the sibs.

"And?" the request for more being sounded by both of the sibs now, their attention having been gotten.

"So....after the sun went down-it was around five before we got home from the mall-I stole some of y'all's Tequila-sorry,guys-and we all got tipsy," Meg 'fessed, "Janice started putting some moves on Bev, and I thought that was hot and joined in, and, well, Janice and I wound up fucking Bev like crazy out there on the patio, on that large chaise-lounger thingy," the redness of embarrassment creeping up the side of her neck when she admitted it.

"I'm gonna' go out on a limb here and conclude that Bev enjoyed it?" Tess remarked a bit smart-assedly.

"Oooh yeah, she surely did; gave as good as she got," Meg confirmed.

"Hmmph," Jo said simply, "Didn't know that Janice would be into threesomes."

"Yeah, neither did I.....but, I'm okay with that, of course," Megan remarked, "though I should've had a clue after she got super-horny a while back when we watched one of Tess' 'chick-flicks' about threesomes," laughing after she said that.

"Yep....good porn will do that to you," Jo affirmed with a smile.

"Shit, bad porn will do that to you," Tess corrected which brought laughing agreement from her car-mates.

Pulling into the garage of the Clancy home, Megan hit the remote to lower the garage doors, the two sibs sighing as they exited the car.

"Damn, it's good to be home," Jo averred, dragging her bag behind her into the house.

"Tru 'dat, sister-girl, tru 'dat," Tess agreed with a smile.

"You guys do what you have to do while I make up a list for dinner, okay?" Megan suggested, perusing the pantry and cupboards for what was there and what would be needed for their dinner.

"Sounds good to me," Tess called over her shoulder from the stairwell as she made her way upstairs.

"Ditto," agreed Jo, doing the same but wondering why her bag suddenly seemed about fifty pounds heavier as she neared the top of the stairs. Looking to Tess, the two sibs simply smiled their love for the other.

"Don't know 'bout you, Jo, but I think I'll unpack later; I'm going to lay down for a nap, I think," Tess said as the weariness of the overseas flight wrapped its arms around her.

"Me too," Jo agreed, "See you later."

Going upstairs to alert the sibs that she was heading to the market, Meg found them both fast asleep in their own beds. Carefully, closing their doors behind her, she smiled to herself at the closeness of her relationship with Tess and Jo.

And, it wasn't just about the great sex, no, not at all.......

"Damn, but that felt soooooo good," stretching as she said it, Jo continued downstairs, a large bath towel around her, another in her hands as she dried her hair from the shower.

Looking up from the den towards her voice, Janice and Meg simply smiled at the older Clancy girl. They, Meg and Jan, had been lounging on a couch watching a movie on TV, Jan's body stretched out longways, laying against Megan's. Surprisingly, they weren't engaged in any sexual play while doing so, a rarity for them since the start of their romance.

"Tess still asleep?" Janice asked of Jo as the older sib approached them on the couch.

"Nope. Heard her shower running when I walked past her room......whoa, what is that delicious smell that just hit my nose?" Jo asked when she caught a whiff of the aromas emanating from her kitchen.

"That be supper, Ms. Jolene," Janice replied with a faux-accent of a southern slave speaking to her mistress, "It be ready real soon, Ma'am, yes'm, it surely will."

"Cute." Jo replied with a smirk, "real cute Jan, but I have to tell you girl, t'aint no way you'd ever be anybody's slave," chuckling afterwards.

"Too bad, that might be fun," Jan replied with a grin and a wink to Jo.

Hmmph, was Jo's reaction to that bit of double-entendre play from the young Afro-American chick.

"Seriously, what is it?" Jo pressed for an answer, following Jan into the kitchen.

"Chicken and Sausage gumbo, slow-cooking in the crockpot," Jan answered, holding the lid off to the side for Jo to peek a look and a sniff, stirring off to the side to give Jo room to do so.

"Wow, something smells good," Tess' voice called from the foot of the stairs as she walked towards the kitchen to join the others, dressed casually in a top and shorts.

"That's what I'm saying.....get a whiff of this, babe," Jo replied, stepping aside for Tess to do just that.

Turning the pot to the lowest setting, Jan commented, "Old family recipe from my dad's mom." Grabbing a pot from the cabinet, she started the process of measuring the rice that she'd need for their meal, then adding the water afterwards.

"Meg's cooking a sweet potato casserole in the oven to go with the gumbo and all that's left to do is to put the french bread to warm in the oven and serve the meal," Jan informed the sibs, beaming brightly with pride, justifiably it should be noted.

"Well, I'm gonna' throw some clothes on before we eat, don't start without me," Jo warned the trio as she rushed upstairs to dress.

Oh no, don't worry about that, Jo, Janice thought to herself as she stirred the rice that was now tumbling in the boiling water, wouldn't dream of starting without you, smiling at her private thoughts........

"Ladies? To the both of you," Jo toasted Megan and Janice, "I'll admit it, I had my doubts, but you two have whipped up a simply scrumptious meal; my bad for having doubted you," clinking her glass of Rose against theirs.

"Agreed!" Tess affirmed, "Excellent in every way and Meg? your sweet potato casserole is the best I've ever had, next to Mom's, and sweetie, that's a hell of a compliment," Jo nodding her head in agreement with Tess' evaluation of said dish.

"Damn, not only are they good looking and sexy, but they can cook! Who knew?" Jo joked to the table.

"It's the least we could do for y'all since you allowed Janice and I to stay here while y'all were gone," Meg replied to the compliments from the sibs, "But, I'm glad you find it worthy," smiling her gladness to the sibs.

"Beyond worthy, girl; Janice? Is there any way I could talk you into sharing that gumbo recipe with me?" Jo asked the young black woman.

"Pretty sure you could talk me into sharing anything, Jo, but, sure, not a problem," Jan replied with a twinkle in her eye to Jo and a wink afterwards.

"Sounds promising, thanks," Jo replied, wondering if the remark meant as much in promise as she hoped it did.

No doubt about it, Jo was having a hard time keeping her eyes off of Jan during their meal. Dressed in a skimpy top and ass-hugging gym shorts, Jan was keeping Jo's horny-motor running, no doubt about that at all. As the four of them ate and talked, Jo had to fight hard to keep her thoughts focused on the table conversation, visions of Jan's naked, brown body laying in her bed crowding into her consciousness.

What Jo didn't know, couldn't know, was that Janice was having the same problem, keeping her mind on their conversation in front of her thoughts of eating Jo's pussy. She had shared her thoughts with Meg about Jo when she and Meg had started meeting at Jo's house for sex play in the afternoons, after school. 

After one such afternoon of intense sex with Megan, she, Meg, had shared the fact that she had been with both of the Clancy sisters in threesomes. She shared that, after Tess had returned to school that spring, she and Jo had many memorable afternoons of sex with each other. Janice had then told Meg that she thought Jo to be incredibly sexy and openly wondered how good she'd be as a sex partner.

"Absolutely fabulous," had been Meg's reply to that question, causing Jan to desire Jo even more. Sure, this girl-girl sex thing was new, and welcomed, to her world, but, thought Jan, exploring is exploring and she definitely wanted to explore Jolene Clancy, if given the chance.

The thing is, even though Megan and Janice were absolutely crazy for each other since their first fuck, they were also both adventurous about their sexual appetites. Had either had their first sex with a guy, perhaps it'd be the same for them in wanting to explore, but it hadn't been a guy and for the both of them, that wasn't a problem.

So, plans to be 'roomies' at college aside, neither thought their relationship to be 'exclusive' or 'forever', no, they were smarter than that. But, would they enjoy it for as long as it ran its course?

Oh yeah, take THAT to the bank......

"Missed you," Tess said softly when she handed Meg a beer from the den's mini-fridge, "been a while for you and me," her eyebrow raised when saying it.

"It has, hasn't it?" Megan replied after sipping her long-neck brew, ice-cold as always, "doesn't mean it has to be, does it?"

"I was kinda' hoping you'd say that," Tess smilingly replied, "maybe after a bit of swimming you and I could sneak off for a little playtime?"

"That'd work," Megan agreed, "though I don't think we'd have to sneak off to enjoy a little time with each other; it'd give Jan a shot at getting to know Jo and I know for a fact she'd really like that," chuckling at her own comment.

Sure do like this girl, Tess thought as she and Megan eye-fucked each other while sipping their beers, wonder if she'd like fucking a boi-butch, she thought further, visions of Claire refusing to leave her mind-theatre....

"There...I think I got it all right," Janice told Jo, "you know how it is with cooking stuff you've been cooking all your life from memory, it just sorta' happens by itself."

Jo asked Jan for her gumbo recipe but since it was an oral tradition that had been handed down in her family, she had to write it out for Jo.

"Yes, I do and thank you for sharing this with me, it really was good," Jo smilingly replied when taking the recipe card from Janice's grip.

"Share anything with you, Jo," Jan mysteriously replied.

There she fucking goes again with those damned double-entendre comments, Jo thought in that instant, well, we'll just see if she's blowing smoke or not, Jo decided just as quickly.

"Better be careful, sweetie, I might just take you up on that," Jo replied leeringly, her eyes hard on Jan's face while saying it.

"Promises, promises," Jan flirted back.

"Oh, not a promise, babygirl, a definite guarantee," vollied Jo.

"I wouldn't stop you, you know," advantage Jan.

"I wouldn't want you to," Jo replied, moving closer to Jan's luscious lips for the 'kill shot'.

Placing her hands to Jan's smooth skin of her face, Jo drew the brown-skinned beauty's pouty-begging-to-be-kissed lips to her own, sliding her tongue deep into the eighteen year-old's mouth which brought a deep, loud moan of pleasure from Janice as she responded.

Game, set, match to Jolene.....

"C'mon, babe, let's hit the pool," Tess said, pulling Megan by the hand, behind her.

As usual, Tess enjoyed watching Meg strip down while she did the same. Something about the teenager's body just, well, just sorta' appealed to her. Wasn't all that special, Tess thought, slipping her panties from her ankle, but no matter, Tess enjoyed looking at the naked Meg and for her, that was enough.

Must be something to the thing she'd always heard that one's first sexual partner would always be special, Megan thought as she surfaced after diving into the pool. Back there, on the decking when they took off their clothes, Megan became wetter and wetter with desire as Tess stripped off her garments. Tess would remain special to her forever, Meg had decided, gripping the edge of the pool to catch her breath, of that, Megan was sure.....

"Wha...," Jan started to say, her eyes popping open and her lips still pursed.

"I'm going swimming, join me?" Jo said, interrupting whatever it was Janice was going to say. Turning, her back to Jan, Jo smiled to herself as she headed to the deck and pool.

Always leave 'em wanting more, Jo thought to herself, less is definitely more, and sliding the patio door open, she stepped outside....

Oh no, she didn't, Janice thought when Jo broke off their kiss and walked off. No fucking way we're stopping this, quickly following Jo outside....

Breaking water on the deep end after shallow-diving from the other end, Tess came up right next to Megan who was still gripping the edge of the pool. Shaking the strands of wet hair from her eyes, Tess treaded water while holding onto Megan's hips with her hands to keep her in place.

"Don't drown on me," Meg teasingly said to Tess, placing one of her hands to Tess' rib cage, slightly pulling her closer to her own body.

"Would you rescue me if I started going down?" Tess asked softly.

"Not if you were going down on me," Meg joked back, "Never, if you were going down on me."

"Miss me a little bit, do you?" Tess cooed her question to her teenager.

"Miss you a lot, actually," Megan replied just before leaning in to meet Tess' approaching lips with her own.

Their kiss was, at first, soft and tender but, as was always the case with Tess and Meg, soon took on a life of its own, the familiar taste of each other's lips and mouths, the driving force behind that....

Watching her sis and Meg kiss each other on the far end of the pool, Jo heard the patio door slide close behind her, heard the scuffle of Janice's bare feet on the deck as the Afro-teenager approached her from behind. Pulling off her skimpy tee at that moment, Jo dropped it to the ground at her feet.

"Undo my bra, baby," Jo said softly to Jan, 'feeling' the presence of the teenager as she stopped behind her.

"What?" Jan replied.

"I think you heard me, baby, I said, undo my bra," Jo repeated, her voice a bit firmer this time.

She did. 

Nimbly, silently, Jan unhooked the clasps of Jo's bra. Turning to face Jan, Jo then let her bra drop from her arms and her girls, Jan's eyes hard on Jo's almost-perfect D-cups, Jo's nipples hard and begging to be sucked, Jan thought fleetingly as she stared at them.

Without a word to Jan, Jo simply lifted her chest upwards as she pulled Jan's head downward to her boobs.

"Suck them for a bit, sweetie, I'd really like that," Jo said as she pushed her nipple between Jan's parting lips.

She did.

And while Jan obeyed Jo's command and sucked on Jo's breasts, she felt her stomach flutter as Jo's hand slipped into her gym shorts, Jo's fingers doing a slow crawl towards Jan's so-wanting-to-be-touched young snatch.

Jan didn't mean to gasp that little sound when Jo's fingers found their target, she really didn't but damn it to hell, Jo's fingers were doing things that were just un-fucking-believable to her, now-wet, pussy.

"Take off your clothes, babygirl, let's go play in the water," Jo suddenly said while quickly removing her hand from the youngster's sopping pussy.

Quicker than you could say 'strip', they were naked and in the water, Jo's arms wrapped around Jan's shoulders and back, Jo's lips wrapped around Janice's gnawing lips and tongue.

So wrapped up were they in their kiss and, soon, fondling of each other, neither took notice of Tess and Megan leaving the pool, arms around each other, walking back into the house.....

"Mmph, mmmph...huhh, huhhhh," shorts gasps of satisfaction leaked from Megan's lips, her mouth full of one of Tess' breasts. Below, Tess was three-fingers wide and, two knuckles deep, into Meg's snatch, her 'fucking' of the teenager, hard, lustful, and almost, hurtful.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 21



Megan cared not, the pleasure overwhelmed whatever discomfort and pangs of pain that resulted from Tess' fingers and hand.

Tess had her head thrown back, her own breaths coming in short bursts as her excitement grew, as she pictured the Irish boi she had fucked roughly on their last night in Dublin. Had Megan had a boi-cut of hair, she might not have survived the fingering from Tess.........

"OhmyGod, ohmyGod.....Sweet Mother of God!!!..." Jan's voice cried into the night. Thankfully, in their somewhat exclusive community, Tess and Jo's backyard had high walls of stone and the nearest neighbor was almost a quarter-mile away.

Right next door? Oh yeah, Janice would have been heard.

Jo was laying on her back, on the large chaise lounge by the pool, her head between the Afro-teenager's knees. With her arms wrapped around Jan's hips, Jo's fingers dug deeply into the youngster's ass-cheeks, Jo pulling the sweet tasting pussy harder against her mouth and tongue. The more she pulled, the more intense was Jan's orgasms. 

They, she and Jan, had played kissy-face in the pool with each other for a very pleasurable, long while, both getting off in the water from the fingering of their pussies by the other. They kissed hungrily, tongues dueling constantly, nipples being bitten and chewed upon, neither giving a damn if the Pope himself walked out onto the deck, now.

Bringing Jan by her hand to the chaise, Jo laid down, instructing Jan how to kneel on the narrow chaise so that Jo could get her 'taste' and Jan could get her 'rocks'. Of course, they sixty-nined, Janice seemingly crazy with need as she traded licks and sucks with Jo's busy mouth. But, when Jo slipped a finger deep into Janice's asshole while sucking Jan's clit deep into her mouth, well damn, what's a girl to do?

She screamed her pleasure loudly and proudly into the night air of that late summer night, is what she did............

During a break from their fucking of each other, Tess told Meg of her fling with the Irish, androgynous, Claire, told Meg of the 'strange' turn-on from fucking the Irish butch-boi, told of how the memory of that encounter simply would not leave her head. Hearing Tess' confession made Megan so damned hot and horny, the teenager pulled Tess to sit on her face and gave the soon-to-be graduate student the ride of her life. Megan's pussy-eating skills just kept getting better and better, Tess thought as she moved her pussy back and forth over her teenaged lover's mouth and tongue, another orgasm climbing from deep within her to explode yet again.

For her part, Megan's mind-theatre flickered with visions of she, Megan, on her knees between the legs of a line of butch-bois waiting to be serviced by Ms. Megan and Meg found that so incredibly, fucking hot, yes indeed, she did......

Janice was on her stomach now, laying on the chaise lounge, her head raised and turned towards Jo's bobbing head, watching as the ex-army officer held her asscheeks apart with strong fingers, Jo's head flush against the brown skin of Janice's very fine, toned ass, Jo's tongue dancing up and down Jan's ass-crack, rimming Jan's asshole as it did so. Slipping two fingers into the eighteen year-old's unbeliveably sopping-wet pussy, Jo brought Janice to her millionth climax of the evening that caused the Afro-teenager's body to shake and quake with pleasures that Jan could not fucking believe were even possible......

The four women slept with their sex partners on that first night of the sibs' return to their home, slept with each other's 'gal', none of the four thinking it to be strange that they did so. When they got around to climbing out of bed the next morning after each pair had a 'good morning' round of sex, they drifted into the kitchen nook to enjoy that delicious first cup of coffee of the new day.

"Great coffee, Tess, thanks for making it for us," Jo said to her sister-lover.

"I made it for myself; you're lucky that I don't mind sharing," Tess joked back to Jo.

"I guess we're all lucky that none of us mind sharing," Megan quipped as she, this morning, was sitting next to her gal, Jan, both trading little nibbles of lips with each other as they sipped their cups of brew.

"Sorta' worked out well, I think," Jo commented with a wink to both Meg and Jan.

"So, what's up for the rest of the weekend, girls?" Tess asked as she stretched her arms over her head, her body still a bit kinked from the overseas flight of yesterday. First class or not, eight hours in a plane can kink the body, to be sure.

"I'm meeting with a real-estate agent to look at some possible sites for the place," Jo announced, the 'place' being Jo's planned eatery, "if anybody wants to tag along, have your ass ready by ten, okay?"

"I'd kinda like to, if you don't mind," Megan piped up to say, "if you don't mind, sweetie," the last comment addressed to her lover-friend, Janice.

"Knock yourself out, babe, think I'll stay here and hang out with Tess, maybe do some laps or something," Jan replied with a smile, then, a kiss to her lover-friend.

"Why don't you guys plan on meeting us for a late lunch?" Jo suggested to Tess and Jan, "I'll call you when we're done with the agent and tell you where to meet us."

"That'll work," Tess agreed after Jan nodded her head at the plan, "I'm going to jump into the shower and clean up, guys," standing and stretching after saying it.

"Hang on, I'll jump in with you," Jo said to her sis, "do your back for you."

"Fuck my back," Tess chuckled in response, "do my front," all four women laughing afterwards.....

(continued in chapter 22)



1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 22



(continued from chapter 21)... 

"That's it, I'm bushed....you win," Tess conceded to Janice in losing to her in the backstroke race of 10 laps.

"Told ya' you couldn't beat me," Jan smugly said, moving to slip her hands under Tess' arms as Tess floated on her back, trying to catch her breath from the strenuous swimming competition.

Using just her feet, Janice kick-swam them both to the shallow end of the large pool. Finding purchase for her feet, she continued to pull Tess along as she made lazy-circles in the pool, simply meandering with no end-point in mind.

Tess let her body totally relax in the firm grip of Jan to her arms, floating languidly in the warmth of the water, in the embrace of the summer sun.

Moving forward so that Tess' head now rested on Jan's shoulders, Jan playfully nibbled on Tess' earlobe, moving her hands from Tess' arms to wrap around, and grab onto, her boobs.

"What time do you think Jo'll call us to meet them for lunch?" Janice cooed softly into Tess' ear, her hands squeezing Tess' boobs softly, pulling at the hard nipples.

"Don't know, but if we get out of the pool now and dry off, I'm sure we'll have enough time to fuck and, shower, afterwards," Tess replied softly, letting her hand float behind her so that she could squeeze Jan's fine ass with her fingers.

"Or, we could skip the drying off part, and simply fuck out here, on the chaise," Jan suggested, dropping a hand down Tess' belly to give her pussy a soft squeeze.

"Or...we could do that, what you just said......" flipping around and taking Jan into her arms so quickly that poor Janice barely had time enough to open her mouth for Tess' tongue to enter.

Sixty-nine.....what a wonderful position, thought Tess as she leisurely sucked and gnawed on the delicious, brown-skinned pussy under her mouth, letting her tongue slowly play over Jan's clit.

Laying on her back on the chaise, Jan had both hands dug firmly into Tess' ass-cheeks, using Tess' ass as leverage to pull her mouth harder against her sweet snatch, the pleasure from what Tess was doing to her, driving her lustful and noisy cunnilingus of Tess' sweet smelling cunt.

Goddamn, but these two white girls can certainly eat pussy, Jan thought to herself as she took her time with Tess' cunt, slipping her tongue in and out of the slit, chewing on Tess' larger clit with teeth and lips. She absolutely loved it when Meg ate her, absolutely loved it but, damnit to hell, these two, white, sister-lezes know how to eat pussy, plain and simple......

"So, anything hit your hot button of the ones we've seen?" Jo asked Megan as they toyed with their ice teas while waiting for Tess and Jan to meet them.

"Of the ones he showed us, I liked the place near the college, near the fitness center," Megan replied, "Damn sure taking their sweet time getting here," switching topics to express her displeasure at having to wait to order. Shit, she was hungry. All that fucking last night with Tess and only 2 cups of coffee this morning, well hell's bells, growing girl needs to eat, was her feeling.

"Pretty sure I caught them in the middle of something," Jo chuckled, "Tess was breathing heavy when she answered her phone."

"Janice's a horny little thing," Meg commented, "wouldn't surprise me at all....." her voice trailing off to silence.

"How do you and Tess do it?" Megan asked out of the blue, "you know, screw around with other chicks without being jealous and all that crap?"

"Many levels to love, Meg," Jo explained, "Tess and I, well, our love for each other is strong, heart-strong. We recognize that sex with others is just that, sex, nothing more, nothing that lessens our feelings for each other."

"Still, doesn't it ever bother you when she's with someone else or you're with someone else?" Megan pressed.

"No, never has yet and I'm pretty sure that Tess would tell you the same," Jo answered, her eyes catching Tess' car pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant.

"That's a strong love for each other," Megan observed with admiration.

"Yes, yes it is, baby...."

"So, in a nutshell, I'm torn between two spots but favoring the one near the college and fitness place," Jo said between bites of her salad, catching Tess and Jan up on the real estate thingy.

"Lease or purchase?" Tess asked, her interest genuine.

"Lease with an option after the first year," Jo replied, "with the lease payments after six months credited towards the purchase price."

"Sweet...." Tess replied with a smile.

"Yep, that's what I think too," Jo responded, winking at Tess afterwards.

Turning towards Jan, Jo swallowed her bite of shrimp, saying to the teenager, "So, did my sweet sis get you off?" the brashness and suddeness of the question causing Janice to almost spit out her bite of sandwich.

"Um, well, yeah, of course, why wouldn't she have?" Jan sputtered in reply.

"Just checking...." Jo laughingly replied, smiling at the response she had hoped for when asking the question.

"You guys up for the movies?" Megan asked Jan and Tess, "Jo and I are going. Want to join us?"

Looking to each other for a nano-second, Tess answered for them both in the affirmative.....

The theatre was near the campus where Tess would soon be going to school, an arts-type house that showed 'Indie' flicks for the most part. The theatre was about half-full and taking seats at the back of the complex, the four gals settled into their strangely comfortable, cushioned seats, liking that the seats could scoot forward or backward for comfort.

Each of the couples shared a popcorn and had their own drinks. Through with the snack by the end of the trailers, the four women settled into their seats for the main feature. Leaning towards Megan a bit, Jo took Megan's arm and placed it over her shoulder, placing and holding Meg's hand onto one of her boobs with her own.

"Play with the girls a bit?" Jo asked when she turned her face towards Megan's, her fingers lightly stroking the teenager's thigh through her pants.

"Only if we sleep together tonight," Megan answered as her hand softly caressed the familiar tit of the older Clancy sister.

"Only?" Jo teasingly asked.

"Of course not, silly, I'd play with you anytime," Megan answered, "you know that."

"Yes, and yes, I'm sleeping with you tonight," Jo smilingly confirmed as she leaned up to kiss Megan, "though we might not get much sleep."

"Works for me," Meg replied softly, her lips, afterwards, meeting Jo's in a lustful kiss of anticipation.

The movie was black and white, more dark than light as the film progressed. Dark enough that Jan thought nothing of letting Tess open her blouse to suck on her bra-less tits in the theatre, thought nothing of letting Tess finger her while doing so, either. She stifled her cry of joy when she orgasmed by biting down on Tess' neck...hard, hard enough that Tess would have one hell of a hickey before the morning sun rose in the east....

"Great weekend you two," Jo said as she and Tess hugged the oreo couple goodbye that Sunday afternoon, "Remember, next Friday night, a little goodbye dinner for you two before y'all head off to school."

"Don't worry about that," Jan answered for she and Megan, "we'll be here with bells on."

"Yeah, but not for long I'll bet," Tess wise-cracked in jest despite the truth of the observation.

"Well, damn, that was surely a fun time," Jo expressed to Tess as they fell onto the couch to chill, to hang.

"Yeah, it was," Tess agreed, "like fucking 'em both, I have to say, both very nice in the sack," she further opined.

"Think they'll last?" Jo asked out of idle curiosity.

"Doubtful. Too young and the girl-girl thing is too new for them both.....they'll have fun for a while but, in the end, I think they'll move on to others at some point," Tess opined to her sis.

"Yeah, kinda' what I think too," Jo agreed, "So, what's up for you this week?" changing the subject.

"Have a meeting with my graduate advisor tomorrow morning, and meeting the Goodwill truck tomorrow afternoon for them to pick up the furniture from the 'rents' room," Tess answered, "You?"

"Meeting with the bank on my application for the business loan. Shouldn't be a problem but still, makes me nervous," Jo replied, stretching then flipping around to lay her head in Tess' lap on the couch.

Looking down to Jo's face, Tess smiled a gentle smile, her hand moving to casually stroke over Jo's girls, no bra holding them in today. It wasn't an overt move of seduction by Tess, her hand just seemed to find its own way to Jo's tits, most times. Kinda'like petting a house cat when it curls up on your lap, ya' know?

"Want to go look at some bedroom furniture and shit?" Tess asked.

"Arrrgghhh, you know I hate that shit.....why don't you just handle it, babe, I'm absolutely worthless in picking and matching colors and all that crap," Jo tried, in vain, to argue.

"I want your input, Jo....C'mon, it's going to be 'our' room, bitch, and you're going to help," Tess said in a tone that left little doubt that Ms. Jo was going furniture shopping today, like it or not.......

"May I help you?" asked the twenty-something sitting at the desk outside of her graduate advisor's office. The receptionist? assistant? student aide? looked up at Tess, her head tilted down, looking over the top of her glass-frames.

"I have an appointment with Doctor Hughes at ten?" Tess answered, "Clancy. Theresa Clancy?"

At the mention of her name, a flash of recognition slipped across the face of the gal behind the desk.

"You're Doctor Clancy's daughter?" she asked.

"I am," was the short reply.

"A great teacher, your father; I had him for three courses when I was an undergrad and loved his classes," the gal clarified for Tess.

"Thank you," Tess said of the compliment, "I get a lot of that from people who've had him as an instructor."

Standing, the aide extended her hand in greeting to Tess, "I'm Doctor Hughes' grad-assistant, Betty, but please call me Betts, everyone else does."

"Good to meet you; please call me Tess, not Theresa," taking the gal's offered hand and returning the greeting.

Taking a quick appraisal of Betts' 'look', Tess liked the package in front of her. Auburn-colored hair, cut short, female-jock short but longer than butch-short, ya' know? Taller than Tess by a couple of inches, making her five-ten'ish or eleven'ish or so, probably one-thirty or thirty-five, Tess judged quickly as she did a quick up and down appraisal when Betts turned to Doctor Hughes' door to let him know that his appointment was here.

Had you asked, Tess would've deemed her eminently fuckable.

Darting her eyes to a light on her phone, Betts motioned with her head towards the closed door behind her, "He'll see you now," smiling to Tess, "Want to grab some coffee after your meeting? I'll be through with the desk for today and can sorta' give you the lay of the land in grad school," Betts offered.

"Sure, that'd be great," Tess accepted gladly, she needed some coffee.....

"Yeah, he is sort of a queer little duck, isn't he?" Betts agreed, nodding her head and blowing across the top of her super-hot latte.

She was speaking of Doctor Hughes, of course, Tess' grad advisor. Tess had express a 'thought' that he seemed a little, well, a little 'out there' with his nineteenth century mannerisms and all, almost as if he'd traveled in a time machine from then to now.

"I mean, is he for real?" Tess asked Betts.

"Oh yeah, he is.....strangely though? There's a waiting list for his classes on Victorian History and, also, for his class on the Civil War," Betts answered.

"Well, this is the list of courses he recommended for my first semester; would you take a look at it and tell me what you think?" handing the list to Betts. Betts, as was Tess, was a History graduate student but specializing in the Reformation Movement of Europe.

"Looks doable, I think; lots of library time but get use to that, grad school is all about the fucking library," Betts advised, handing the list back to Tess.

Slipping from her fingers to the floor, Tess bent to retrieve the list, grimacing when doing so, uttering a soft 'ouch'.

"What's the matter? Did you hurt yourself?" Betts asked.

"No, I've been sore ever since our return flight from Ireland," Tess explained, rubbing a spot on her back with her hand. She went on to explain to Betts of the interment of ashes, etc. their flight to and fro, leaving out the salacious details, of course.

"You should give my girl a try," Betts offered.

"Your girl?"

"My masseuse. I've used her from senior year on to iron out the kinks from playing."

"I thought I recognized you. Played for the school's golf team, right? Think I remember seeing pictures of you in the paper when I'd return home from school," Tess said, happy now that she'd finally figured out why Betts seemed so familiar to her.

"You play?"

"Not on your level. I carry a twelve handicap," referring, of course, to her golf score.

"I miss the daily grind of practice with the squad," Betts admitted, "let me know if you'd like to play sometime. So, want me to set it up for you with Tori?" Betts pressed.

"Sure....I'm too young to be gimpy," joked Tess.

Pulling out her cell phone then and there, Betts pressed a button and brought the phone to her ear. Standing and walking away for privacy, Betts spent a few minutes on the phone, talking about what? Tess couldn't say. Returning to their table, Betts fished a slip of paper from her purse, wrote some numbers and handed it to Tess.

"Give her a call after five today to set up an appointment. I sorta' fudged and told her that we were friends," Betts 'fessed up to Tess, "and, don't be put off by her appearance...her hands are pure magic."

"Thanks Betts, I really appreciate this and who knows, we just might become friends after all is said and done," Tess replied.

"Wouldn't surprise me at all if we did, sunshine," Betts replied crypticly, her eyes squinting as she gazed towards Tess.........

"I know you," they both said at the same time when Tori opened her door after Tess rang the chime, both laughing a bit self-consciously.

"You were at Tugboat Annie's a few months ago, weren't you?" Tori asked as she stepped aside for Tess to enter her home/massage studio. Tugboat Annie's was a hodge-podge bar in 'Old Town' that catered to whoever could throw money onto the bar; gay, straight, butch, boi, whatever, it just didn't matter at Annie's.

"I was....you stopped by the table and talked to my friend, Madge," Tess supplied, Madge being an in-the-closet married woman that Tess had been fucking for some time.

"Fun gal, that Madge," Tori contributed knowingly as she led Tess through her home to the add-on studio at the back of her house.

"She is that," agreed Tess, trailing behind Tori admiringly so, staring at Tori's muscled glutes that were straining the material of the tight gym shorts.

"Like what I can see of the tat," Tess said further, referring to the tail of a dragon? that was shown on the exposed, firm back, Tori wearing a cut-off tee, much like muscle builders wear. 

If Tess were to be honest, she liked Tori's 'look'; short, almost buzzed dark hair, little or no makeup, big hoops in her ears, high, firm breasts barely contained by the half-tee. Butch, but femme; boi, but barely so....all in all, thought Tess, kinda' appealing.

"Thanks, it's a work in progress," Tori replied, ushering Tess into the studio with a sweep of her hand. 

Warm and inviting was the first impression to most everyone who came into Tori's studio. Soft woods and fabrics, soft, indirect lighting complemented by rope lights on some large tree-plants in the corners.

"You can change in there," Tori said to Tess, using her chin to point to a small dressing room with a beaded curtain hanging in the doorway, "if you're shy or bashful, there's a large towel-sheet to wrap in and I'll keep it over your privates as I work on you. Otherwise, I'll work on you in the buff, okay?"

"I'm not bashful," Tess said with a smile, stepping into the changing room as she did so. 

Quickly stripping to her panties, she thought for a second and then pulled them off as well, checking herself out in the full-length mirror in the changing space. I'd definitely fuck me, Tess thought as she admired her body, liking how flat her stomach was, loving how firm her C-Cup girls were....yep, she concluded, I'd definitely fuck me.

"Where does it hurt?" Tori asked as she quickly admired Tess' nakedness when she stepped out of the dressing room, "Betts said something about some long overseas flights?"

Tess brought Tori up to speed on the trip to Ireland and back, and of how she's had a pain in her lower back that just won't go away.

"Hop up onto the table Tess, on your stomach, and put your face in the hole of the head-pillow, I'll have you feeling like a million bucks before you leave here," Tori instructed as she rubbed her hands together briskly to warm them before she started 'oiling' and working Tess' body.

Tess' very lovely body thought Tori's evil twin. 

Tori tried hard, really, really hard to not make 'moves' on some of her clients. She tried super hard to separate her business world from her private world but, well, fuck it! sometimes she just couldn't do that.

Some of her clients were purely that, clients. But some? Well, there were more than a few, mostly married ones at that, that encouraged Tori to be as friendly and personal as she cared to be with them as Tori rubbed and caressed their flesh with her expert fingers. That's how she met Madge and there was no doubt in Tori's mind that Tess was fucking Madge, no doubt at all.

And if that was the case, well, who knows where this might go this afternoon. Sure as hell, Tori thought as she slowly poured the warm oil onto the small of Tess' well-formed back, letting some of the oil just barely trickle on Tess' ass-crack, I wouldn't let that chance slip away should it arise.

"Oh...My...God," Tess cooed after a few seconds of Tori's fingers and hands working her back muscles, "Betts said that you had amazing hands but wow, she sure under-stated that fact."

"She would know," Tori said in a tone that dripped with double-entendre meaning.

"Like that?" Tori asked as she slowly rubbed her hands up and down Tess' firm body, liking how Tess obviously took care of herself.

"Oooohhhhh, yeah.....I could let you do me for hours," Tess cooed softly, the reference of 'doing her', purposeful on Tess' part.

"That can be arranged," Tori chuckled, her hands now working Tess' firm glutes, her fingers squeezing deep into the flesh. Slowly, working Tess' cheeks apart as she did so, Tori kneaded the orbs of flesh, spreading oils as hands and fingers took command of Tess' naked body.

When Tess felt Tori's hands on her ass, she reflexively pulled her legs apart slightly, as if expecting to feel a finger or tongue in her ass-crack, next.

Tori smiled to herself when she noticed Tess' legs move apart, knowing from experience that women did that, almost as if inviting to be violatated by a dick or tongue or whatever.

"How personal are you comfortable with me getting with you, Tess?" Tori asked as her fingers moved closer to Tess' puckered hole while kneading Tess' ass.

"I'm not bashful, Tori; we both 'know' Madge....'nuff said, don't you think?" Tess answered, her legs moving a teeny bit further apart.

That was when she felt it, the finger circling her asshole, teasing it, almost entering it but not quite. Tori's hands and other fingers rubbed, squeezed, kneaded Tess' ass-cheeks but one, one stayed rubbing her asshole at all times.

Tess liked that. Tess liked that a lot.

Tori knew this. Tori knew this and use this to tease Tess, teasing her for a long time until finally, much to Tess' relief, she inserted her finger into Tess' asshole, just to the first knuckle, making small stroking motions, slowly, Tori moving her other hand up Tess' back at the same time.




1, 2, 3.. As Easy as ABC Ch. 22



"Uhhhh...ooohhhhh..."Tess moaned softly, her hips moving slightly up and down in concert with the finger that was in her ass, the finger that felt just so fucking great right now. Raising up from the face pillow, Tess supported her upper body with her elbows and forearms on the table, her head moving slowly back and forth as the excitement built within her.

"Feels good, Tess? You like that? what I'm doing, Tess?" Tori said softly, sliding her finger deeper, up to the second knuckle, now. Moving her hand back and forth, slowly, Tori's finger slid in and out, ever so slowly going deeper and deeper until Tori's middle finger was buried in Tess' asshole, Tori's hand pressing hard against Tess' asscheeks.

"I do....I do...please, don't stop," Tess answered/begged Tori.

"I won't......I won't stop, baby," Tori cooed back, moving her body forward as she turned Tess' head to the side at the same time so that they could kiss.

Opening her mouth wide, Tess sucked Tori's tongue deep into her mouth, gnawing on Tori's lips afterwards, each thrust of Tori's finger into her ass driving her lust.

Tori's fingering of Tess alternated between fast and slow, hard and soft, all the while the two women sucked each other's lips and traded tongue swipes. Pulling her lips from Tess', Tori smiled when she saw the disappointment on Tess' face at their kiss ending. Pulling her finger from Tess' ass, she kissed Tess one more time, telling Tess to lay back down, that she had one more thing for Tess' pleasure, smiling as she quickly washed, then, sanitized her hands.

Reaching under the table to some attached shelves, Tori retrieved a slender, moderately thick vibrator. Spreading Tess' asscheeks with the fingers of one hand, Tori positioned the vibrator's head between the cheeks and then turned it on.

"Ooooooooh damn.....ooooh yeah, like that, just like that," Tess begged as the vibrator shimmied its way into Tess' asshole, Tess spreading her legs until her knees were off the table, her lower legs suspended in mid-air. Rising to her elbows and forearms again, Tess pulled Tori's body until Tess could reach to suck on Tori's tits through her half-tee as Tori fucked her ever-so-willing asshole.

Tess nudged Tori's tee up with her nose until she could get her mouth onto one of Tori's firm B-Cups, her tongue tracing circles crazily around the erect pink nipple.

Oh that feels good, Tori thought when she felt Tess suck her tit into her mouth, felt Tess' tongue begin its play on her stiff nipple. That, plus the pleasure she received from fucking women in the ass and/or being fucked in the ass, was causing Tori's breathing to become labored, excited.

"Flip over, get on your back," Tori commanded Tess as she, Tori, tore her garments from her body. Positioning Tess head so that it was on the head-rest, leaning slightly downward, at an angle, Tori moved so that Tess' head was now between her spread legs, her bare pussy inches from Tess' mouth. Leaning forward and lowering her head, Tori began her exploraton of Tess' tasty pussy with her mouth and tongue, slowly, taking her time, relishing Tess' scent, Tess' tasty juices, her fingers gripping and holding Tess' legs apart.

Wrapping her arms around Tori's hips, Tess gripped Tori's asscheeks and raised her head so that she could begin her own exploration of the bare, naked pussy just above her snaking tongue, her mouth quickly flooded with Tori's juices as Tess ate away with gusto.

Tess and Tori fucked each other raw until the early hours of the following morn, the action moving from the studio to Tori's bedroom, to Tori's kitchen and back to the bedroom. Every sex-toy in Tori's home was used and abused, nothing off limits for either one.

Before Tess left to go home, at Tori's request, Tess strapped on a dildo and ass-fucked Tori one more time, fucked her hard, fucked her raw........

After quickly showering the sex-sweat from her body, Tess dried off and padded down the hallway to Jo's room, finding her sis asleep, just a sheet over her body as the moon's soft light, through the skylight, provided a comforting glow about the room. Crawling quietly into bed with Jo, Tess slipped under the sheet and molded her body to Jo's.

"Mmmmmm, thought you might be spending the night with someone when I didn't find you home," Jo murmured softly as she nuzzled her body against Tess'.

"You horny?" Tess asked softly, nibbling on Jo's ear afterwards while her hand found, and fondled, Jo's breasts.

"Not really...but, keep doing that and I will be," Jo joked in answer but, really, it wasn't a joke.

"Remember our first time? My first time?" Tess asked as she kissed and licked her sister's body.

"Yeah....oh, that's nice.....of course, I do," Jo answered while rolling onto her back so that she was now under Tess' exploring mouth and tongue.

"Why did you do it? What was there about us, about me that made you want to do that?" Tess' questions asked between long and loud suckles of Jo's D-Cup girls.

"I think part of it was because it was still pretty new to me....oh, yeah, baby-sis, like that.....but, truthfully? Even before I discovered sex with gals, I would get strange feelings when I saw you in your underwear or swim suit after we became a step-family. Don't really know why but I realized that I was attracted to you," Jo replied between soft coos and murmurs of satisfaction at what Tess was doing to her.

Letting her mouth slip from Jo's breast with a loud plopping sound, Tess leaned on her elbow, and looked down upon her sibling, her eyes moist it seemed, in the soft light of the bedroom.

"The very first time I saw you, that first time when you and mom met dad and I for lunch so that they could introduce us? Remember that? I remember clearly how my stomach fluttered at the sight of you.....didn't know why then but I knew it was important for some reason," Tess mused as she softly trailed her fingertips over Jo's nakedness under the sheet.

"And when dad told me that he and mom wanted to marry and make us all a family, the only thing I remember thinking was that I wanted that to happen; didn't know why but I did....." Tess voice said further, her voice trailing off to silence.

"I remember and I remember feeling the same way but, like you, I wasn't sure why, I just knew it to be so," Jo replied, her own fingertips sliding up and down her sister's naked back as Tess leaned over her in the bed.

"Genes are funny things, aren't they?" Tess remarked to her sister before lowering her lips to kiss Jo sweetly as she moved to slide her leg between Jo's legs, Jo slipping her arms around Tess' body in embrace as the two sibs began their dance of love, as they have done so many times since their 'first' time. 

Jo was soon to realize her dream of her own restaurant and Tess would realize her own dream of earning her Doctorate, in time, and teaching at her father's University. There would be many lovers for them both over the ensuing years but there would never be, for either of them, any love but their own for the other.

And that, folks, cannot be a bad thing...