6 comments/ 119193 views/ 19 favorites A Night With Tracy Ch. 02 By: Dirty Kitten M-Y Erotica, my editor, thank you once again for your guidance :) To everyone that read and loved the first installment of this story enough to request a second, I sincerely hope it lives up to your fantasies. I'm sorry it took so long to get it to you. ~DK * Still shaking from the force of her orgasm, Tracy lay on the bed trying to quiet her limbs. She felt delicious... and sinfully erotic. It wasn't what she had expected. She had expected to feel uncomfortable, her stomach in knots. But instead, she felt better at this moment than she ever had with any of the men she'd slept with. There was always a moment after being with one of them that seemed to be filled with anxiety. With a sense of caution and dread, as though one of them would be commitment bound. But with Sarah all she felt was satisfied. Comfortable. Empowered. Tracy heard Sarah moan as she gently pulled her finger from Tracy's pussy. The moan was filled with a need for release and Tracy smiled, not quite sure what to say. Raising her head off the pillow to look at her friend, she quietly whispered, "How... how do you feel?" It was all she could do to resist the impulse to ask, "Was it good for you too?" Sarah hesitated before answering, "You were... you are... so incredibly sexy when you cum." Tracy couldn't help it. The devilish side of her nature just would not shut up for even a few minutes. "Thanks. I bet you say that to all the girls." Sarah giggled. Slapping Tracy on her bare tush, she replied, "Yeah, you're right. There've been SO many that I've started rating you all on a sexy-when-you-cum scale. You're a ten by the way." Tracy watched as Sarah scooted off the end of the bed and walked around the bed toward her, swallowing convulsively as Sarah leaned down to lightly place a kiss on her forehead before standing back up. Sarah was turning to walk away but the brush of Tracy's fingers on her arm stopped her and she looked back. "Wait." All of the self-assurance that Tracy had felt just seconds ago deserted her with that one word. "I... I know what I said about...." Tracy nibbled on her lip and looked up at Sarah, trying to gather her thoughts. "About... reciprocating..., but...." Propping herself up on one elbow, she took a breath and then pulled Sarah down so that their lips were a fraction apart. Tracy licked her lips and gently placed her mouth on Sarah's, which were still wet from her own body. Swallowing Sarah's gasp, and pushing aside the nerves that sent a quiver through her midsection, Tracy gently nibbled and caressed Sarah's lips, gaining courage with each second that passed until finally her tongue could not stand the anticipation and advanced, urging Sarah's lips apart. She heard Sarah moan and felt her own heart pound against the inside of her chest. Tracy pushed herself up from the bed until she was kneeling and threaded her hands through Sarah's silky blonde hair. She pulled Sarah closer, until her bare breasts pressed against the soft fabric of Sarah's t-shirt and kissed her fully. Her tongue danced inside and the scent of her own body greeted her as she breathed. She could feel Sarah's nipples through the thin cloth and she broke the kiss to pull Sarah's t-shirt up and over her arms, revealing smooth, tan skin, and... Tracy laughed. "Caught red-handed! Something tells me that when you borrowed my bra you weren't expecting to find yourself in this precarious position." Sarah looked down in puzzlement and then chucked. "I forgot." "Oops." "Yeah... oops." Tracy cleared her throat, attempting to remove the lump of nerves that had made its way upward. "Maybe it's time you gave it back to me. What do you think?" Tracy smiled as Sarah's cheeks turned a soft shade of pink. Slowly, she reached out one trembling hand. Her fingertips met with soft skin and felt the taught muscle that angled down from Sarah's shoulder to the sensual slope of breast. She moved to trace over the bony part of Sarah's sternum before drifting down to gently trace the lace along the top of the bra. Moving lower still, Tracy cupped one of the soft, round orbs, letting Sarah's firm breast weigh heavy in her hand. Sarah moved one arm around to unclasp the bra, but Tracy's hand on her arm stopped her. "No. I- I want to." Reaching behind Sarah, Tracy attempted to unclasp the bra but fumbled, folding the elastic back in an attempt to slide the hooks out. "You know, I used to get annoyed when someone I was with couldn't get my bra off, but from this angle it really is hard to do." The bra loosened as the clasp gave way, and Tracy let the bra hang there for a moment before her fingertips sought out the underwire of the bra and traced it back to the front. Brushing against the softness of Sarah's breasts, Tracy watched Sarah's eyes close and her head roll back. As impulsive as Tracy was, she was not immune to a bit of anxiety. She had never done anything like this before. Thought about it, sure, while masturbating, usually, so doing it for real was a bit different. But, it also felt so good, so comfortable. She wanted to see how it would end if she just kept going, kept exploring, kept squelching the small voice in her head that told her she had no idea what she was doing. But then again, if Sarah could do it, so could she. That's how it had always been- and as far as she was concerned, how it would always be. Sarah cleared her throat and softly spoke. "It's okay if you want to stop. I know that I probably caught you off-guard...." Tracy looked up and saw the hopefulness and concern in Sarah's eyes and answered with a twinkle. "Oh no you don't. You're not going to back out now, Missy. Now that I've finally got you where I want you." Tracy's fingers, which had been making light feathery movements under Sarah's bra, finally gained enough courage to lift the fabric away, and her breath caught in her throat as Sarah's breasts bounced free, full and firm and beautiful in front of her. All she could think was that she was dying to touch them. Sarah's nipples were hard, flesh-colored peaks and Tracy gingerly reached out one arm to place the flat of her palm against the top of one of them. Sliding her palm over the tip she let her hand explore one hard nub before raising her other palm to the other nipple. Each quick breath Sarah took pushed them closer to her palms until finally she let her fingers clasp the top of Sarah's breasts and gently caressed them. Butterflies danced in her stomach but she pushed them away and focused instead on the trembling desire worming its way into her system. She wondered briefly how each of the nipples would taste. Spreading her knees apart to better brace herself on the bed, she moved her hands until they were cupping each breast from beneath and bent her head until her mouth was only a whisper away from Sarah's breast. Recognizing her intent, Sarah let out a low groan and a tremble shook through her body. Tracy felt Sarah's fingers dive into her hair, pulling a little as Sarah tried to steady herself. Above her, Tracy heard the whispered, "Oh my God..." and smiled before closing in completely over Sarah's breast. Tracy ran the flat of her tongue over Sarah's nipple, marveling at how rough and hard it felt. The scents of incense, spice, and musk from Sarah's perfume tickled her nose and she trembled as a sudden hunger surged through her, propelling her forward. Like a babe late at feeding, she could not get enough and she filled her mouth with Sarah's breast, sucking hard and determinately. Fog suddenly engulfed her senses and it seemed as though she were floating from thousands of miles away as desire and adrenaline coursed through her veins. She felt as though she was full of nothing but the determination to give and get pleasure. Tracy moved to the other breast giving it the same voracious attention that the first had received. She gasped as a sudden sharp pain hit her mid-section and she realized that Sarah was hanging onto her in an effort to remain standing, her nails biting into the soft flesh at her side. Tracy pulled away and once again sought to hungrily devour Sarah's mouth before pulling away. "Why don't we trade places? Sit on the bed." Sarah moved and sat with a sigh on the bed as though it had taken all of her strength to remain standing, and Tracy knelt in front of Sarah's legs, using her hands to urge Sarah's knees apart. Tracy's stomach was vibrating with excitement, with anticipation, and, if she were honest with herself, a little fear. Although her fantasies had sometimes included another woman, she was usually on the receiving end of the attention. Although she knew her own body and what would make it release, it was a different story when faced with trying to pull that reaction out of someone else. But her mouth was watering with how much she wanted to try. Sarah's skin was tanned from their many adventures outdoors and a steady dose of the tanning bed. It looked beautiful and smooth against Tracy's fingertips, and she massaged the skin between Sarah's thighs urging them further apart, moving closer and closer to Sarah's warmth with every stroke forward. Beneath her fingertips she felt the muscles flex and jump as Sarah tried to control her trembling. Thighs opened, revealing plump lips swollen with desire and glistening with a silvery sheen of moisture. Tracy used her thumbs to touch the outer edges, pressing them together. Sarah whimpered and jumped, her hips bucking forward into Tracy's hands, begging for more. Tracy gladly gave it, moving her thumbs in a circular motion, rubbing Sarah's pussy lips together, occasionally moving up to where her clit was sheltered, until Sarah was lying back completely on the bed writhing in unbridled need. Tracy was torn. On one hand, she knew Sarah needed release. She instinctively knew Sarah was probably so close that it would not take but a few masterful movements to have her exploding in front of her. On the other hand, she was finally here in a position where she could explore and learn and it would be okay. She didn't know if she'd be in a position again that allowed her such complete access to exploring... Sarah. Smirking impishly, she made a decision. Five more minutes might drive them both insane with need, but it wouldn't kill them. As though parting a flower bud, she slowly drew the flesh apart, revealing the hard nub of Sarah's clit. At the same time, liquid seeped out and dribbled down from Sarah's hole to her ass, soaking into the bed. Tracy felt her own body respond in kind, a wet trail of wanting running down her thighs. The picture looked incredibly erotic and sent a tremor through her nervous system. Heat started to spread through her limbs and make its way to her face as she prepared to move forward. Deciding to take baby steps, she softly kissed the inside of Sarah's thighs. Then, fueled by the scent of Sarah's arousal, she started nibbling her way up until her ear met with soft skin, and she knew there was no going back. Taking a deep breath and swallowing hard, Tracy moved to plunge forward, her tongue hard and intent on its target. Nervous curiosity lingered in the back of her mind as taste buds met with warm moisture and moved inside Sarah's most intimate spot. Saliva dripped from her mouth as she uneasily anticipated a new and different taste, but she was surprised when the lightness of the liquid, only a sweet sensation of arousal. Using the broad of her tongue, she drew it up and into the folds of Sarah's pussy, pushing and testing hidden crevices until finally she made her way up to the erect nub on top. Sarah jumped and her legs closed hard on Tracy's head as Tracy's tongue circled around her clit. Tracy pushed Sarah's thighs open and moved her thumbs back into their massaging rhythm. Sarah's bucking was now making the bed bounce and her moans were loud enough that the people in the room next door would be talking about it for weeks to come. Tracy watched Sarah moving on the bed in frustration and arousal and made a decision. Moving quickly, she searched for her carry-on bag, finding it hidden beneath a pile of their newly discarded clothes. Reaching in, she grasped for the familiar object, its smooth, hard plastic making her smile in anticipation. Old faithful was clean and ready to go and not once since she had purchased the device had she looked more forward to using it. The ironic part was that she wasn't even going to be using it on herself. Placing one knee on the bed, Tracy leaned over and kissed Sarah fully, catching Sarah's surprised gasp in her mouth. Running one hand over the smooth skin of Sarah's thigh and up between the open juncture, she used one finger to tease Sarah's cunt as though to move in before retreating. Moving once again to kneel on the floor between Sarah's legs, she turned the vibrator on and ran the tip of it over Sarah's pussy. Sarah damn near bounced off the bed as the tip of the vibrator rubbed against her clit, and Tracy's own need was pushed aside as something deeper replaced it. She wanted to see Sarah cum. Wanted to watch the sweet ecstasy sweep across her face, her toes curling as the volcanic rush of pleasure and feeling raced through her body. She wanted to know how powerful it felt to know that she could make this beautiful woman explode. Taking the vibrator, she moved it until the tip gently rested outside of Sarah's cunt, twirling it until millimeter-by-millimeter the tip was barely inside the opening. Then, she pushed it in until Sarah's body could not swallow anymore of it, before pulling it out once more. In and out. In and out. Over and over again until Sarah's moans had turned into sobs and pleas for release. And still she plundered. In and out. In and out. Waiting. Watching. Her insides tight and trembling. Sobs of her own held at bay only so that she could memorize Sarah's face. Until finally, it was too much for even her to bear. Keeping the vibrator at its steady pace of gentle plunder, Tracy leaned up and once again placed her mouth on Sarah's clit, letting the pool of hot saliva flow down from her lips. Gently circling. Once. Twice. And then drawing it into her mouth to suckle. Sarah gasped and her legs closed on Tracy's shoulders, the force of her orgasm propelling her off the bed until she was suspended in air, Tracy's mouth her only guide. To be continued... A Night With Tracy Ch. 03 I want to thank my volunteer editor. As usual you were wonderful! I'd also like to thank a girlfriend of mine for letting me read this to her during margaritas and dinner. The look on your face when the story was over is one of the best compliments I've ever received. *********** Sarah felt the mattress shift as Tracy lay down on the bed. One last tremor of adrenaline shook through her and she took a deep breath, relaxing her body. Wow, she thought, what was supposed to be a late, and dull, afternoon of packing was turning out to be something bordering on spectacular. Things had gone much better than she could have dreamed and she wondered why she had been afraid. A picture of Tracy kneeling before her on the bed fondling her breasts snapped into her head and Sarah trembled at the memory. She was definitely feeling the beginning of an acute sexual high. She wanted to jump up and down! She wanted to shout from the rooftops! And... she wanted a vibrator. A grin broke out on her face at this last thought. "What's got you looking like that?" Tracy asked, amusement tingeing her voice. "Wait, let me guess, you're looking for a way to tell me how good I was, right? Come on, let's hear it." Sarah grinned at the quip. "You were good, but no. I was actually thinking that I wanted to go and buy... one of those!" "One of what? A vibrator? You don't own one?!" "Well... I've never really seen the need. I mean, I do okay by myself, but after that... I... want one." Sarah groaned for emphasis, scooting herself up on the bed and rolling onto her side to face Tracy. "Yeah, I definitely want one." Tracy chuckled and replied, "Well, we don't leave until tomorrow and it's still fairly early. Want to go and look for one? There are a few adult stores not too far away from the strip." Sarah smiled. "Okay. Cool. Let's do it!" She paused for a moment. This was their last night in Vegas; they should do something fun. Looking at Tracy, she asked, "Any plans for this evening? What do you want to do?" In response to the question, Tracy looked directly into Sarah's eyes and let a slow, lascivious smile appear on her face. Sarah smiled in return and softly replied to the unspoken answer. "Ahh... okay. We could do that. Again." Then, without warning, she bounced off of the bed, "First dibs on the bathroom!" and ran the short distance across the room. Tracy heard the shower go on and a tremor raced through her body as her brain conjured up image after image of Sarah's naked and soapy body. Closing her eyes, she took a moment to collect herself. She was still incredibly turned on from the exploration of Sarah's body. She could feel the trail of moisture between her thighs, and new moisture gathering. Not wanting to rid herself of the need for release just yet, she picked up the vibrator and carried it back to her bag, making a mental note to clean it the next time she had a few minutes to herself. Besides, she thought, her own new vibrator would be a very nice treat. If she got lucky, maybe she and Sarah could have fun together testing out their new purchases. The thought made her heartbeat speed up. Never before had she pictured something like that happening, and now, now she held the image in her head as though it were a digital picture with crystal clear quality. Damn, she wanted to see it again for real. Hearing the shower shut off, she grabbed her clothes and started to stand, but the bra she had removed from Sarah not so long ago caught her attention. Smiling wickedly, she picked it up with one finger and let the length of it dangle from her fingertip as she walked into the bathroom, the sing-song of her voice leading the way. "Hey Sarah, I have an idea...." Reaching the bathroom, she walked in on a towel clad Sarah busy drying her hair. Sarah looked up at her. "Wear this... it will give me an excuse to take it off of you later." With that, she tossed the bra on the counter, grinned, and hopped into the shower. ********************* For what the Adult Superstore on West Tropicana lacked in creative naming, it made up for ten-fold in selection and variety. Upon first glance, it had looked like a warehouse, so Sarah was a bit taken back by the enormity of naughty products on display inside. She'd been in a few before, but there was a naughty shop and then there was a naughty shop! There seemed to be something that catered to every vice. Leather and chains adorned one wall, clothes specifically made for strippers took up a great deal of room near the front, and then there were aisles of toys of every nature, videos, games, lotions, the list went on. Attempting to hide her wide-eyed shock and amusement at some of the items, she and Tracy wandered down the aisles until they came to the large selection of toys. She watched as Tracy picked up one package and then started one of her routines. "And here we have your classic hot pink slender vibe," Tracy said with a wave of the model's hand. "For those special times that you feel all girly inside. And here, the invaluable glow-in-the-dark multi-speed clitoral stimulator for those times when you need it... but can't find it." Tracy smiled, holding up the various packages. "And... what the hell? Okay, this is enough to scare me! It's called 'The Tongue'." Sarah had turned away to look at a small bullet vibe, but turned back when she heard the bewildered hesitation in Tracy's voice. Tracy held up the product, which someone had thoughtfully removed from the package for demonstration, and a pink tongue moved almost violently back and forth. It was all Sarah could do to choke back her hysterical giggles, which edged on the verge of horror. That thing was scary. Tracy put the tongue back on the shelf. "Hey, I'm going to go wander and see what else I can find. Do you need any help choosing one, or are you good?" Sarah smiled. "My imagination is running wild, but I'm good. Thanks." Tracy walked slowly down the aisles marveling at all the toys they had for sale. The variety was out of this world, what she wouldn't give for a day to look at everything. She wanted something new. Something... wild. Maybe not quite as wild as The Tongue, though. She'd left Sarah to her own devices to choose a vibrator mostly because every time she looked at one of the fake phalluses she kept picturing Sarah using it on herself and Tracy's stomach would do a little flip flop. She was still wet and ready, and her new desires still amazed her. There were a number of dildos of different sizes and different shapes and Tracy picked up one after another to look at them. She liked the idea of having a penis to screw herself with, but most of them weren't that good without the vibrator counterpart. She traveled further down the aisle until she came across a package that held an impossibly long cock. Picking it up, mostly out of curiosity, she finally realized what it was and a tremor began in her stomach and ran the length of her body until it connected with her clit. The dildo was at least 14-inches long with a head on each end and a single pair of balls affixed center staff. Thick-veined and sculptured, it did a remarkable job of looking like the real thing, but it was the strong and insistent image of Sarah connected to the other end that was making her blood boil. Decision made, she carried it to the front counter, purchased it, and then wandered back to find Sarah. The rustle of the plastic bag got Sarah's attention and she looked up at Tracy. "Wow, that was quick. Found something already, huh?" Tracy cleared her throat and nodded. "Yeah. How about you? Having any luck?" Sarah held up the item in her hand, a small blue waterproof g-spot vibrator. "And since I've gotten all hot and bothered looking at all this stuff, let's get the heck out of here." Tracy couldn't agree more. ********************* The cab was quiet as they made their way back to the hotel. Neon lit the inside of the car up in a kaleidoscope of color as the sun dropped slowly off of the earth and the city came to life. Seemingly everywhere, people wandered from one nightly event to another, enjoying the cooling air and soft breeze that only the desert could bring. Even though she felt like her little purchase was burning a hole in her hand and screaming to be used, Sarah's nerves were a little on edge thinking about the evening ahead. Part fear and part anticipation, she knew that much of the hesitation she was now feeling was due to the time that had passed. She greatly wished there were a way to ease back into the feeling and mood. As if reading her thoughts, Tracy looked at her. "Are you hungry?" "Yeah, actually now that you mention it, I'm starving." "I know about this great little club not too far from the hotel. Really down to earth, great atmosphere, even better food... wanna drop the stuff off in our rooms and then head out again?" Once Sarah had nodded in response, it had only taken a few seconds to convince the cabbie to wait while they raced up to their rooms to drop off their packages, freshen up, and then head back out again. As the cab pulled up to the curb in front of the Talk of the Town club, and she and Sarah climbed from the vehicle to enter the darkened building, Tracy covertly looked at Sarah. The surprise of finding herself at a strip club for dinner was registering on her face, followed by a slow, disbelieving smile. Tracy had always liked that she could surprise Sarah by doing little unexpected things like this and it never seemed to ruffle her feathers. Sarah always seemed to take it in stride. The bar was crowded with appreciative males and the seductive bump and grind of Prince's "Cream" streamed loudly from the speakers as the girl on stage made love to a pole. Lights danced above and around them, illuminating the interior in a rhythmic procession. Winding their way through the room, they managed to locate a small, empty table not too far from the bar and ordered dinner and drinks, talking animatedly about their trip, the people they had met, and the adventures of the night before. As the waitress cleared away their empty dishes, Tracy smiled and looked over at Sarah, admiring her friend. Sarah looked beautiful. Her blonde hair floated around her bare shoulders, drawing attention to her slender body covered only in a tight tank top and small denim shorts. There was also an undercurrent of sexuality that radiated from her and made men's heads turn wherever they went. Tonight had been no different, but Tracy suspected that part of it also had to do with the vibe of horniness bouncing between the two of them. A new dancer walked on stage as the slow beat of Joi's "Lick" filled the room. Tracy's mouth broke out into a wide grin as both she and Sarah started singing the lyrics simultaneously, "I lose all control when you grab a hold and you do your trick, I love it when you... lick." Sarah looked at her and if expressions meant anything hers was clearly saying, "Let's get the hell out of here!", and Tracy's heart missed a beat. Tracy was ready to leave too. The second that Joi's song had come on all she could think about was seeing Sarah naked again. Feeling her naked again. Licking her naked again. The licking part was what stuck in her head the most. The table where they sat, although close to the bar area, was dark enough that if someone wanted to have some fun, they could probably do so without too much of an uproar—at least within reason. So, Tracy thought, she'd just keep it within reason. Reaching over, she grabbed Sarah's hand and pulled her arm toward her. Moving slightly so that Sarah's palm was facing her, she brought it up to her mouth and in slow, languid movements licked circles up the inside of her arm, watching as Sarah's expression went from that of curiosity to that of having just swallowed a goldfish. Shivering a little with excitement, Tracy moved up to Sarah's hand and slowly circled her palm, tasting remnants of salt that had rubbed off of Sarah's margarita glass. Pulling back, Tracy leaned toward her, brushed a kiss on her neck, and then whispered in her ear, "I'm ready to go now." In less than five minutes they had left the restaurant, hailed a cab, and were on their way back to the hotel. ********************* As soon as the door to the hotel room opened, Sarah's stomach started twisting into knots. Not from nerves, she wasn't nervous, she was excited. And nervous. Okay, she'd admit it. She kept worrying that the first time may have been a fluke and that maybe, just maybe, it was a one-shot deal. Maybe she wouldn't enjoy it as much the second time around. Yeah, right, she thought, hell could freeze over and pigs could fly too. She almost laughed outright thinking about a pig soaring through their tenth floor hotel window, but managed to hold it back, the sound that escaped instead sounded like a soft whimper. Pigs might come crashing like bullets, but she'd enjoy being with Tracy again. Just thinking about it brought images of tan skin glistening with sweat, soft hair to nuzzle, soft skin to kiss.... She heard Tracy shut and lock the hotel room door behind them, and Sarah walked over to the bed, kicking off her shoes along the way. She wasn't sure what to do. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't think twice about stripping naked and putting on something comfortable to sleep in, but now... now it was different. Alcohol always made her horny, and the two margaritas she had made her want to forgo putting on something comfortable. She just wanted to strip naked, tackle Tracy, and make her scream with one of those vibrators. Hmm... come to think of it, she'd never gotten a chance to see what Tracy had bought. Not fair! Tracy chuckled from a few feet away. "You're thinking what I'm thinking, aren't you? What do we do now?" Sarah put a hand on her hip and slowly turned around, her eyebrows raised as she did her best to look pissed off. "No, actually, that was not what I was thinking. I was thinking... how in the hell have you gotten away with NOT telling me what you got at the store yet?" She couldn't keep up the act, however, and a grin broke through. "I want to see what you got. Open it up!" Sarah watched as Tracy bit her lip as though thinking about whether she really ought to bring the toy out into the public. Since Sarah had gotten the impression earlier that not much in the way of toys and sexual paraphernalia would surprise Tracy, she couldn't help but wonder what was in the package that would actually make Tracy nervous enough to hesitate. "Boy, it must be really good if you don't even want to take it out of the package. Afraid I might want to share it?" Sarah joked. Tracy laughed out loud. "Actually, I'm sort of hoping for it. I just... I bought it on impulse and... ." She let her voice trail off as she slid the double-headed dildo from its bag and handed it to Sarah. Still smiling, Sarah reached for the package and looked at the item under the plastic. She was perplexed by the shape and it took a minute for her to register what she was seeing. Her eyed fixed on the round balls in the center and traveled the length until she found... She paused as full understanding hit her like a ton of bricks. Open mouthed, she slowly looked up and met Tracy's eyes, nodding. Oh fuck yeah, she thought, she'd share. Dropping the package back on the bed, she walked over to Tracy and kissed her hard on the mouth. Sarah wasn't really sure how it happened. One minute they were kissing and the next they were on the bed partially undressed, packaging and vibrators surrounding them. She was so incredibly ready. The first time with Tracy it had been about exploration and, to a certain degree, love, but this time... this time was about need. She needed to be with Tracy. It was as though there were a force driving her that rose above a simple longing or desire to fuck her and watch her cum, and that force made her body ache for Tracy's softness. Tracy was beneath her on the bed, her shirt off. Beautiful rounded breasts were smashed against her own similarly nude body. Sarah could feel the wet expectation flowing between her legs and moved her hips to relieve some of the ache. Tracy's hips rocked in response and Sarah groaned with pleasure. Taking one hand, she slid it up Tracy's tanned leg, up under the hem of her skirt, and only stopped until she reached the fabric of Tracy's thong. With her fingertips, she gently moved the strip of fabric to one side and rubbed her middle finger up the soft folds of Tracy's pussy until she found where the slit of her lips began. Parting them gently, she traced down the few millimeters to Tracy's clit, sliding over the engorged bump, making Tracy buck beneath her, and down further still until she reached the deeper folds and then finally the hole that she sought. Wet liquid seeped out as she slid her finger in the full length. Tracy let out a loud moan and Sarah felt her own cunt twitched in delighted response. Sliding her finger in and out of Tracy's hole wasn't enough, however. She wanted so much more. She wanted to feel her and taste her. Sarah pulled her finger out of Tracy's body and hooked Tracy's panties and skirt with her thumbs, sliding them down Tracy's legs exposing her glistening sex. Tracy's body visibly trembled as Sarah took her hands and gently spread Tracy's knees. Putting her head down to taste, the flat of her tongue parted lips plump with desire before pointing itself toward the deepest part of Tracy's sex. Hard and unyielding, it plundered in and out as Sarah's hands fought to hold Tracy's bucking hips in place. Rigid and insistent, her tongue fucked its way deeper and deeper into Tracy's cunt, until finally she couldn't hold back the movement of Tracy's begging body and loud moans. Pulling back from Tracy's body, Sarah moved upward to where Tracy's head thrashed on the pillow. Threading her fingers through Tracy's soft hair, she kissed her gently, the taste of her mouth mixing with the taste of Tracy's sex making Sarah dizzy with a need of her own. She could feel the heat from Tracy's body as she lay on top of her, but the barrier of her own clothing prevented her from getting any closer to that heat. It made her want to scream in frustration. Tracy was nearly going mad with desire. She wanted to get as close as possible to Sarah's sex and the barrier of fabric was stopping it. Moving with a strength and speed she didn't know she had, she rolled Sarah over on her back and yanked Sarah's shorts down her legs, the button flying off in the process. Tracy smiled as she watched the button land a few feet away and then went after Sarah's lace underwear, groaning at the contrast the black fabric made against Sarah's skin. Once the offending clothing had been removed from Sarah's body, Tracy urged Sarah up into a slight sitting position. Tracy scooted up, placing one leg over and one leg under Sarah's and then scooting up to close the gap. Sex met with sex and it was unlike any feeling Tracy had experienced before. Soft, plump skin and hot wetness mingled between them and their groans of pleasure echoed in unison as they ground together seeking and hoping for more. The sucking sound of their wet cunts echoed with each movement and Tracy could feel the hard nub of Sarah's clit slide between her pussy lips with each grind. The pressure sent her blood racing to her head with a dizzying effect. With insistent urgency they rocked, the tension in their bodies becoming more demanding, crying for release. Tracy took her finger and placed it between them seeking and finding Sarah's cunt. Moving her finger in as far as she could, she curved it upward seeking the taunt nub of Sarah's g-spot. When she found it, she moved her finger in a come here motion that made Sarah gasp with pleasure and buck wildly beneath her. But God help her, Tracy wanted to be selfish. A Night With Tracy Ch. 03 She wanted to fuck her. To watch the length of cock penetrate and spread her cunt. She wanted to feel it happening to herself at the same time. She wanted to watch Sarah's face as she came and feel that same wave break over her body soon after. Picking up the dildo, she looked at Sarah, affirming that it would be okay to go ahead and attempt the use and then swallowed hard when Sarah whispered in a voice husky with excitement, "Oh yeah... please." Tracy used her hands to fully part Sarah's thighs, the musky scent of sex assailing her senses. Loosely holding the cock in her hand, she began rubbing it slowly back and forth across Sarah's puffy lips. She could see the juices flowing rapidly from Sarah's hole as they moved down the crack of her ass to drip on the bed and watched as those same juices made the dildo shiny with wetness, lubricating it. Tracy pushed the head of the dildo slowly into Sarah's cunt, watching it stretch to accommodate the girth as inch by inch the head moved inside. Sarah rocked her hips in a selfish bid to give herself a little pleasure before raising her hand up to Tracy indicating that she'd taken as much of the cock as she could. Rolling a little onto her side, she reached one hand down and played with Tracy's pussy, feeling the wetness there. Taking the remaining end from Tracy's hand, she repeated the motions Tracy had played on her and wet the end of the dildo by rubbing it back and forth over Tracy's glistening pussy. Once the plastic gleamed with creamy lubrication, Sarah started moving it in, loving the way that Tracy's cunt stretched and tightened around the cock. Half way in, Sarah stopped and just looked at the taunt skin, thinned pussy lips, and clit that peeked out from its sheath. One finger teased its way forward, rubbing lightly over Tracy's clit, making Tracy push forward, the remaining head of the cock sliding inside. Sarah's pulse raced and she felt dizzy. With arms and legs that trembled from the excitement racing through her veins, she moved closer to Tracy, sliding on the bed to get closer. They were inches from each other, separated only by the plastic balls attached center staff to the dildo. She heard Tracy groan and it made her stomach knot in anticipation. Feet firmly planted on the bed, knees bent, Sarah rocked back and forth, attempting to get the cock to move inside of her. Instead, it slid in and out of Tracy's pussy as she moved. She watched as Tracy adjusted to the same position and moved back and forth, and felt the cock slide in gentle rhythm in and out of her own pussy. Sarah moved once again, in an effort to keep time with Tracy, but to both of their utter frustration, the dildo didn't cooperate as planned. They looked at each other and their eyes met, both in accord with their frustration, both in want of release and both high on an overpowering sexual need. There was nothing left in the universe that could distract them from obtaining the climax they sought. Whimpers and moans could be heard echoing between them as they struggled to manipulate the plastic cock so that both of them received enjoyment at the same time. Finally, out of desperation, Tracy reached down and grabbed the dildo by the balls and held it in place as they both rocked back and forth keeping time with each other. Each watching the other. Each watching as full breasts swayed and bounced with the movement. Each watching as hands reached down to massage wet clits, stroking closer and closer to nirvana. Sarah heard Tracy moan, low and deep, and watched as her mouth opened and her head dropped back on the bed. She felt more than saw Tracy's back arch and legs move inward as her toes curled in response to the orgasm racing through her body. She watched as Tracy lurched upward, her eyes shut, her mouth tight and open, little gasps of air escaping as Tracy rode the waves of orgasm to their completion. Heat covered Sarah's body and electric currents raced down her limbs as she watched. Sarah could barely breathe for the beauty of the looks on Tracy's face and the sounds coming from her body. But as Tracy let out one last moan, the sound so filled with pleasure, Sarah could control her body no more and she gasped as the muscles in her cunt clamped down on the cock and spasmed in wave after wave of release. Her body following Tracy's in its ride of release. Some time later, as they both came back to reality, they cuddled together content. Sarah looked at the clock. They had five hours until they needed to leave for the airport and join the real world once again. As she drifted off to sleep, Tracy's arms around her, she couldn't help the drowsy smile that appeared on her face. This time, she hoped, what happened in Vegas would not stay in Vegas—otherwise, they were going to have to come back to this city. A lot.