3 comments/ 38937 views/ 2 favorites Same Port Under Clear Skies By: mom4gurlz (Author's Note: This is a sequel to the story "Any Port in a Storm" and which might be helpful to read first. This will help understand the references to the business that Kati and Suzie were in and catch you up on what Kati is mentally avoiding. This is nearly a complete fabrication, I know only that there was a second meeting between these two and I've worked backwards from the few details I have. Also I've used "port" here in the sense of a "harbor" or "haven" and the storms or lack of them are emotional, not meteorological.) * During the intervening weeks between that fateful night and today, Kati had made only one sojourn to Dallas. As luck would have it, Suzie was out of town that weekend. First there had been the big Memorial Day holiday, and then Kati had been flying her red flag, and once she'd taken off to see Daniel compete in a small jet-ski tournament. She'd spoken to Suzie a few times on the phone, but the conversations were brief and cordial. Neither mentioned any particulars about the night, but it seemed to exist as an emotional undercurrent that neither knew how to approach in conversation. In fact, the whole thing took on a dream-like quality in Kati's mind. She told herself she was being silly about it, Suzie had probably moved on without a care. Kati had called her the following evening, but Suzie had been out and she left an innocuous message on the answering machine. Also, it wasn't easy to call from the house when Danny was around, and what would she have said anyway? Kati chided herself, "Kat, quit being such a Guy about this! It was fun and no harm done, that's all. Besides, it won't ever happen again." The fact that Kati had been so distraught and so sleep-deprived and, yes, so drunk that night allowed her to began to rationalize and dismiss it in her own mind. She began to think of it as an erotic fantasy she'd had, including the part where she'd accidentally peed, she could never have done that for real now, could she? Kati headed straight to the club Friday night and saw Suzie only in passing. It was a very busy night and she cleared nearly eight hundred dollars. She decided to hide a few hundred from Danny. The next evening Zillionaire's was advertising the "sextravaganza to top your wildest fantasies" and, if Friday was any indication, Kati could conceivably head home with another thousand in her purse. On second thought, make that thirteen or fourteen hundred; the rest she would conceal in the Eclipse, because Danny would demand her purse as soon as she walked in the door. Kati came back to Suzie's apartment exhausted and collapsed on the sofa in her underwear. She could already hear Suzie snoring softly in the other room. This job paid well, but it sure demanded a ton of stamina. The oldest dancer in the club was twenty-six and could easily have passed for thirty or thirty-five. * * * * * The next morning both girls donned bikini's to lounge by the apartments pool and enhance their tans. The fish seemed to love tan lines. Kati was about 5'-4" and 110 pounds, with a full D cup chest on her 32 inch rib cage. She was naturally fair and freckly, so her tan lines gave a great contrast. Her bikini was conservative, a full coverage model in red, which seemed to go with her rosy coloring and hot amber locks. She spread her towel on one of the loungers and slipped on her sunglasses, but resisted oiling up until Suzie got there to help her. Suzie was easy to spot. First, the pool was nearly deserted, and then there was that tiny suit that she'd gotten in Bermuda. The bottoms made Kati's t-backs look like they had excess material and it didn't so much have cups as something more akin to postage stamps. It was a bright floral print, contrasting nicely with Suzie's deep tan. This was not Suzie's normal tanning suit, as evidenced by the expanse of white skin showing around the margins of the miniscule costume. Suzie was a perfect girl-next-door type. She was 5'-6" and had a lush 38-22-36 figure, of which the first number was a full C, bordering on D. In later years, Suzie's generous curves and 128 pounds might become over blown with children and the rigors of being a housewife, but for now she was smooth and deliciously cuddly. Kati was a petite thing, save for the huge boobs which looked even more extreme on her body. Her mid-back hair was sun-bleached and highlighted with shades of red and tan and she was the "hotter" of the two from a guy's perspective. Suzie's hair was clipped at her neck, and looked like spun gold shot through with silver. It wasn't that she was less hot than Kati, just hot in an understated way. She was a woman to be reckoned with on all levels and because she could have any guy she wanted, she kept all the guys trying and practically begging for her favorable regards. The two women contrasted each other nicely, but what really attracted Suzie to Kati was her sweet and empathetic personality. Kati admired Suzie's confidence and felt indebted to her for a thousand things. This was more about the social attraction between them than about their physical attributes. As Suzie spread her towel, Kati regarded the overcast sky with a sigh and noticed that the breeze had picked up. It was a rush of cold air that gave her goose bumps and signaled that the day would not be sunny and dry. "I think I felt some raindrops earlier, Suz." Suzie hugged her arms around her body, which seemed to extrude her nipples against the colorful material and agreed that it was not looking promising. Suzie seemed to be turning something over in her mind and did something uncharacteristic for her bubbly self-confidence, she asked a question, hesitantly, as if she was afraid of the answer. "Kati, have you been avoiding me?" Before Kati could respond she fired another perplexing question, "Did you think I was going to rip your clothes off and ravish you as soon as you showed up?" Kati was taken aback, and since Suzie was obviously upset, she grabbed her hand and held it tenderly as she answered. "Of course not, hon. You have never done anything but be completely wonderful to me. It's just... just that ... well whatever happened that night ... was otherworldly. I'm not sure how much of it was real and how much of it I dreamed. I was so drunk and upset. You'll think I'm crazy if I tell you what I dreamt. I ... ". Kati glanced around to see if anyone was within earshot. "I dreamed I peed the bed while we were ... uh... fooling around." Kati blushed to utter such a thing. Suzie smiled, "Well, it wasn't a dream, and you didn't exactly pee. I was just sort of hoping that maybe you liked it." The last almost had the intonation of a question. "Suz, I adored it! But, I don't want to be a ... uh...", she trailed off, afraid to mention the L-word to her friend lest Suzie take it as a personal accusation. "A Lesbian, you mean ... or bisexual ... or a misandrist?" Suzie had that infuriating vocabulary that shattered her carefully crafted, dumb blonde persona. "A misandrist is a man-hater", she explained, and, of course, only someone as sharp as Suzie would have that one in her vocabulary. Kati nodded solemnly. "So that's what you've had stuck in your brain. Listen up, girlfriend, while Momma tells you the facts of life." Kati felt a rush of heat in her loins to hear Suzie call herself Momma. "Look, it takes a lot more than a few orgasms, or even a lot of orgasms to make you a lezzie, or even a bisexual. All that happened was that a couple of friends had fun while there weren't any boys around. Do yourself a favor and quit worrying about the labels and be glad that you just doubled the number of people on this planet that you might like to have a good time with. I love women, but I love men too, sometimes even together, sometimes more than one person at a time. I don't mean to shock your tender ears, but I don't think that makes me a Lesbian, just a happy Hedonist. But you did like it, didn't you?" A mix of casual indifference and deep concern, for Kati's reactions were central to Suzie's distress. Kati squeezed her hand and reassured her that it had been lovely and incredible. Suzie again blurted out the crux of the issue. "I have never had such a sexy partner. I've been with a few women, but none of them ever spurted like you did." Before Kati could frame a response, the rain began to fall in big drops that could only turn into a full-fledged downpour, what the Texans called a "real frog-strangler." The girls grabbed up their things and fled into Suzie's apartment. Having now opened the door to the discussion, the two girls went on, interspersing the erotic discussion with clinical questions and mundane preparations for the evening's work. Suzie poured two glasses of wine and they settled on the sofa with some music on Suzie's CD player to strategize and discuss. Kati's found herself sliding one shapely thigh over the other under the towel she had wrapped around her lower body. Relaxing somewhat, Kati asked a question that had been dying to ask. "How did you make me climax so quickly ... and so hard?" Suzie smiled her Cheshire cat grin and replied. "Well you were pretty wet. Your panties were practically dripping! So I just kept moving the wet cloth around over your clit. My first girlfriend was an old lady of seventeen and I was still wearing panties then and she did it to me. I thought I was going to come unglued." "How old were you?" "Sixteen, almost seventeen. It was at a cheer camp, which was always boring until I met Tammie." "Oh", Kati fidgeted. "After you'd climaxed once I let you cool down a little and catch your breath. Before you got completely cooled off I showed you another of Tammie's tricks. Something she called the 'ol two-hander. You have to be in just the right place to apply pressure to the g-spot from inside and from outside and it really makes you go off. I can squeeze a couple of drops, but that's it. I've only heard about the really big ones and I sort of though they were faked, until you proved that they were no urban legend." "My God ... you mean that was real? I was sure that part was just a dream. I was sort of too occupied to take notes. I guess I should have sent you flowers to thank you for the great sex." Kati gave a lopsided grin and decided to change the subject to one less charged. "What is this Sextravaganza thing tonight, anyway?" "Oh, it's just an excuse to raise the cover charge and they have a few extra dancers coming in. The last time they did it, it was wall to wall and we didn't get out until five in the morning. But that reminds me; we need to have a "twist" tonight, because the feeding frenzy on the fish will be wild. I want to make sure we both do better than OK. Would you mind helping me work something out?" For the uniformed, a twist was a contrived performance, a little vignette done for effect and to enhance the tips through naughtiness. "Of course I'll help. You really know how to skin the fish, girlfriend." "OK, first we need to get dressed for the dance set, so we need to change." Suzie went into her bedroom to get a dress and t-back and Kati began to peel off her bathing suit, which by now was very sticky on the bottom. She selected a purple string thong, thinner than a t-back but sufficiently opaque. She slipped on a white eyelet dress that had been her step-mom's, and which was probably designer, but now was one of Kati's hand me downs. Suzie emerged from her bedroom in a little sailor girl costume in blue and white, complete with saucer hat. She hiked the short skirt up on the side to reveal pink satin boy shorts. "Think the Mom will let me get away with these?" "I don't see why not, Suz. That outfit is just precious." The club had two stages. The one nearest the door was the biggest and the highest off the floor with a set of steps and a short section of railing on each side. This one was for the fish to come up and get a titty shake and slip a bill into the side of the girl's t-back. Because of the stairs, the dancers were most comfortable here, having something to hang on to no matter how their bodies were oriented. Also, the fish were sort of corralled within the railings. This was where most of the simulated Lesbian gimmicks took place because it gave them both ample supports for whatever contortion. After completing a main stage set, the dancer did another on the satellite stage, which was smaller and lower. It did offer one advantage if you were athletic enough. The pole was braced to the low ceiling with a square framework that offered secure holds, like a parallel bar. A dancer might swing on her arms or if a fish was tipping, fling her foot up to his shoulder. Some brave girls swung both legs over both shoulders, pinning his head at mid-thigh and working the hips to dangle her moneymaker tantalizingly just out of reach. Kati was petite enough to do the leg lift, even hooking it behind the guy, but rarely performed the move she'd developed in pom-pom and ballet. Suzie liked the move, and had long, luscious legs, but could not accomplish it gracefully and safely. Suzie began to explain that this was a "lez twist" for the main stage and that reminded Kati of something she'd wanted to ask, "Suz, a couple of weeks back I saw this woman in the club come up to tip you. She had on a white blouse and denim shorts and I was standing off to the side and saw you ... well you took her breast out and sucked it and then put it back. That was so hot, but, it didn't look like it was just a twist. Did you know her?" "I remember her," Suzie answered, "but I never laid eyes on her before. When she came up to the stage she said she was with her husband and she thought it was pretty embarrassing to force her up to the main stage. Honey, she was just buzzing and I could tell at a glance how turned on she was. When I took her nipple in my mouth she trembled and sighed so loud I thought everyone would hear her over the music. Later when her man got up to go to the restroom she gave me $50 and her business card. I never called her though, I'm not much into dating Mommies." Kati shivered inside; there was that delicious reference to the whole mother-thing again. Kati was at the CD player selecting Don Henley's "All She Wants to Do is Dance" and turning the bass up high. She'd arranged her step stool between the dining area and the kitchen where she could grab the ornamental spindles supporting the cabinets over the breakfast bar. All in all, it was a pretty good simulation of the main stage at Zillionaire's. "Anyway, Suzie," continued, trying to explain this new gimmick, "I'm up on the top step of the main and you come up dancing to the music, like you're going to tip me, only you bend over and dangle your hair down across my feet." Both girls put Suzie's description to actions and the sight of Kati's body bent over was something that would likely thrill the fish silly. "Now swing up, but brush your face along the front of my legs." Kati obliged, finding her head under Suzie's white skirt with the folds brushing her hair. There was a distinct sexual odor under there and for the first time she realized just how tight Suzie's boy shorts were. No boy ever wore his like that, she'd wager. The shorts followed the upper contour of Suzie's generous ass in back and dove down in a vee in front. There was no danger of revealing anything as they were well above Suzie's slit, but either they were so thin and tight, or Suzie was so swollen, that she presented a highly-visible and well defined camel toe. The effect of the pink satin was more like Suzie was shaved and bare than anything else. The only difference was that there was no actual slit, just the perfect image of one. "I'm not sure those pants are going to fly with the Mom, Suz, I can the complete outline of your twat!" Suzie remarked that she had worried about that and tried to place her knee on Kati's shoulder; but stumbled and nearly fell off the stool. "I can never seem to get that one down", she groused. "I think I understand what you want, Suz. How about letting me give it a try?" Suzie restarted the song and Kati dropped to her knees, opening and closing her legs with her skirt held down in between until Suzie approached and bent. Since Suzie had less hair, she had to go down further and she easily slipped under Kati's skirt. She also sensed the lovely arousal aroma and sighed to herself at the sight of Kati's lovely mons in purple, like a large egg in a soft pouch. Kati pushed her back theatrically and then flipped her leg up and crossed Suzie's shoulder at the knee. Both girls seemed to move to this connection and a second later Kati felt Suzie's clever mouth chewing on her and soaking her crotch with saliva. She pushed Suzie away with a laugh, "That's worth a hundred bucks or shall I have a bouncer escort you out?" "I'll pay you later", Suzie joked. "Whew, I'm pretty whiff. I need to shower and wash my hair, can I go first?" "Sure, we won't need to be there for hours yet. Maybe we can grab some dinner first?" She glanced out the window at the sheets of rain sluicing across the parking lot. "We may have to eat microwave pizza from the look of things. Kati peeled off her dress and strode into the bathroom, wondering if Suzie was admiring her pert little ass with the nearly invisible purple string. She adjusted the temperature and stepped under the spray closing the glass door with a click. She'd wet her hair and was reaching for the shampoo when she heard the bathroom door open and saw Suzie's fuzzy image through the frosted glass. "Want me to loofa your back?" "What do you want to do to my backside?" Kati quipped. "Oh nothing that's forbidden in cheer camp," Suzie shot back. Suzie stepped in behind Kati and began to work the soapy sponge up and down her back looking for the knots of tension. Kati put both of her palms against the front wall and thrust her bottom out moaning softly that it "hurt so good." Before long Suzie had applied her lips to the cleft in Kati's neck and was nibbling softly up and down. She slid her right hand under Kati's arm and cupped her lush, heavy breast. Kati pressed back against Suzie's warm orbs and even used her left hand to cup her ass cheek, prolonging the intimate contact. When they disentangled a little and Kati turned to face her friend, Suzie was already tilting her head and kissing her hungrily. Kati wondered if she would ever meet anyone else, like a man, who was such a fabulous kisser. She broke the kiss and spoke to Suzie breathlessly. "Suz, you're my best girlfriend in the world and I really do love you. I know that you've given and given and given and I want to do things for you too, but I just don't know where to start. I still love men, but you're so special. Does that make any sense at all?" "Of course it does, you little doll. That's exactly what I've been trying to get you to understand. I don't expect you to marry me, not even date me. I just want us to be open to whatever happens between good friends. As far as not knowing what to do, well, women and men are not so different in that. We do for others what feels good to ourselves. The only thing is that with women, it's about pleasing your partner first and getting off second and we're much more empathetic about what our lovers enjoy and want." With that, she turned her back for Kati to scrub her. While Kati was moving the sponge up and down she thought seriously about what Suzie had just said. Could it really be that simple, to touch her as she herself enjoyed being touched? She was so engaged in her pondering that she must have used too much pressure, for Suzie yelped, "Hey, don't take the skin off!" Kati immediately dropped the sponge and rinsed Suzie's back with the hand held sprayer, "I'm so sorry, babe, I was just thinking about what you said and I got sort of lost." Same Port Under Clear Skies "Don't fret, you didn't hurt me, you were just getting close", Suzie murmured and turned to face her friend. "So, what do you like? Try doing that to me". Kati was very unsure, but taking her friend's instruction she slipped her arms around her waist and drew her close. "Hmmmm ... that's an excellent start." Kati stooped a little a drew her tongue upwards from Suzie's navel, to the underside of her breasts, tracing the curve of each, just where an under wire would lie. Suzie was moving slowly to assist her, basking in the attention. When Kati reached the outside edge of Suzie's right breast she continued upward, into her smooth armpit and along the ridge of her implant scar. "Oh, yes, baby," Suzie cooed, "Are you absolutely sure you haven't done this before?" Kati didn't answer, but rotated around Suzie's body, kissing her shoulder blades and down her spine while cupping her tummy in front and brushing her hand softly over Suzie's mound. She toyed with Suzie's tiny thatch of soft curls drawing them out from her body and then letting them slip away. This became a slow erotic game between them. It was like sharing a teeter-totter with another little girl on a playground, one up, one down, each showing the other, each learning the other's secret places. When Suzie slipped between Kati's legs and burrowed her face into her slit, while looking upward, Kati thought she would die of pleasure. "You really love being under me, don't you, bad girl?" "Well, to tell you the truth it hurts my neck, but you like me eating you, don't you slut?" "Oh fuck, yeah". This game of degradation and crude talk was starting to be a turn on. Outside the wind was howling and inside the girls were finding their inner voices. "OK, then, I'm going to keep going. Why don't you just close your eyes and think of something really wicked." Kati began to drift as Suzie devoured her pussy. So many things began to click in her head. Her step-mom, Jeanie, who was all of ten years older than she, and her sidekick, Debbie, who always seemed to be concealing some conspiracy in progress. With sudden clarity she realized that they were more than occasional lovers, perhaps they even swapped - but she pushed that thought away, not her father! Suzie urged Kati's hands upward to grasp the towel bar and she obliged by swinging both her legs up and over Suzie's shoulders, while Suzie perched on the ledge built in to the shower wall. The lights might have flickered a time or two or maybe it was Kati's eyesight. Suzie's tongue was plunging deep into her wet pink tunnel and Kati was gasping for air. In her mind, she saw herself between two perfect blond Adonises, one shoving his cock into her pussy, the other her asshole. Somehow she was at the deserted club hanging from that rack on the satellite stage. Their pricks were long and smoothly pink, but narrow and skinny so she felt no pain at the invasion. Just before she came, loudly, she recognized that cock configuration as belonging to Dayton, the boy to whom she'd given her virginity. "Oh God I'm cumming," she screamed and thrust her pelvis into Suzie's face. She slid down the far side of the orgasmic hill much faster than she'd climbed the front and she was starting to feel waterlogged. "Let's dry off," she suggested. They used all of Suzie's good towels and rubbed each other to a rosy glow. When Suzie put her foot up on the commode, Kati saw how swollen her nipples and labia where. "We need to take care of you, girlfriend." Stressing the "we" she replied, "WE do? What is a mother to do with such children?" Kati picked up on the cue happily, Suzie may not like dating mommies, but she apparently was willing to play along it excited Kati. Using her best little girl voice, she announced "You're so beautiful, Mommy. I can't wait to grow up and wear those pretty dresses like you do." Suzie for her part was positively trembling with anticipation where this seemed to be headed. "That's every so sweet, precious, but was there some particular dress that Mommy looks really good in? I'm going out on a date tonight and I want to look my best." Kati thought for a second and responded, "your sailor dress Mommy that looks perfect on you. Mommy, have you ever heard about Brittany Spears? She's a very bad girl and sometimes she goes out at night without any (stage whisper) panties on. I know MY Mommy would NEVER do that, but I sure think she would be so beautiful if she did." "Why don't you take your pillow and lie on the floor by the TV, sweetling, I think there are some cartoons on. You can watch them while Mommy gets ready." Kati dutifully went into the living room, folded a pillow in half and then stretched out on her back in front of the TV. (The 'cartoons' was actually a golf match.) Suzie had a large, dark fake fur rug in that spot and everyone seemed to gravitate to it for lounging. It had never looked so inviting as it did with the naked and sweet smelling Kati lying there with her hair fanned out over the pillow. Suzie slipped back into the sailor outfit and not a stitch else. She proceeded to walk around the room "getting ready". Kati was gently caressing her body and touching her wet slit when Suzie braced her "Are you playing with your pinky, you naughty little girl?" "No, Mommy, I'm a good girl. Only grown-up girls play with their pinkies." By now Suzie was standing over her, straddling her head and giving her the full view up her short skirt as she tapping her foot theatrically. "So tell me, Missy, how do you know this about big girls?" "Mommy, I saw Mrs. Jones next door through the window. She was lying on her bed and rubbing it with her dress pulled up. She did that for a long time. (Actually it had been Jeanie, and it was a quick glance when her bedroom door wasn't shut quite as tightly as it should have been.) "Ah. Well that makes sense, at least. But you know you shouldn't spy on people, it's not nice. Oh, goodness, Kati! You have that sound up way too loud, it's a wonder you don't go deaf." In point of fact the sound was off and Suzie just wanted an excuse to squat down, with her crotch directly over Kati's forehead as she leaned toward the TV and Kati's lower body. Kati gulped, it seemed to be the moment of truth. Suzie's honey pot was wide and aromatic and her tiny puckered star loomed in Kati's vision. She extended her tongue and lifted her face enough to make contact. The taste was warm and faintly salty, but much more pleasant that Danny's prick, even when she licked across Suzie's rosebud. At this instant she wondered why she'd made Suzie tease and practically beg for her do this. She felt very selfish for her past hesitancy, especially because Suzie had made her come a half-dozen times that way already. She suddenly had that compelling porn image right in front of her eyes, this time rendered in the reality of a real, aroused, beautiful woman and she eagerly took advantage. She slid her tongue deep between the generous petals, seeking that central ridge and it's emerging joy button. Suzie quivered in unabashed ecstasy. Forgetting her character for the moment, she managed to say "Oh please, don't stop, that's exquisite." Suzie was vibrating so hard that she positively thrummed. She was moaning and rocking and the position was not really well balanced. "Get comfy" Kati ordered and reached over the small of Suzie's back pulling her closer. There was a moment of awkwardness where Suzie tried not to fall on Kati as she folded her lower legs under herself, toes to the ground and with the skirt covering most of Kati's head. Suzie lurched forward as Kati's knees came up. She'd planned to drop into a sixty-nine, but apparently Kati wanted "thirty-four and a half". She wrapped her arms around Kati's thighs and kissed her skin, unable to reach Kati's pussy with her mouth. As Kati's tongue washed over her from clit to anus and back again, she gently stroked Kati between her legs. She could see Kati's cunt clearly reflected in the TV screen and she gently used one finger inside of her. Kati was taking to orally pleasing a woman like a fish to water and her tongue and lips danced and penetrated and cajoled every nuance of pleasure out of Suzie's incredibly aroused pussy. Every time Kati moved, Suzie howled and Kati's motion stirred gentle breezes against Suzie's wetness. The wetness seemed to involve the complete skin of the undersides of both thighs. It might have been saliva or pussy juice or a mix, but Suzie was an extremely wet girl. "Jesus fuck, baby, that feels so fuucccckkkkkkkinnnngggg gooooooodddd.... Unh unh unh..." She tightened her grip around Kati's legs and began to thrust hard; she had no control at all. She hoped she wasn't squeezing Kati's head or cutting of her air. Kati had a finger in her pussy hole and was pinching the opening toward her clit using her thumb in long, slow strokes over her love button, while licking around the finger or plunging it in alongside. Novice or not, Kati was a quick study and Suzie was having the time of her life! She opened her mouth to gasp a breath of air and then felt herself slip into heaven. She wailed and involuntarily bit down on a hunk of Kati's leg when she pressed her pointed tongue tip toward her star and shuddered through a soul-wrenching orgasm. She finally had to roll to the side and hug herself into a fetal ball, pushing Kati's questing head away until she could talk. "Wow.. and double Wow. That was amazing." Kati was hovering over her, kissing her, both of their faces sticky and pungent with raw sex. "That must have been some wicked thought you had back there in the shower to get you that much in the mood, Kat". Kati's was nuzzling her neck, "just thought about your tongue inside me" she whispered. "I need to rest a moment" Suzie admitted. "Let's go lie on the bed for a little while." Hand in hand they strode into the bedroom, Suzie shedding the sailor outfit, now needing laundering before she could wear it to the club. They settled in side-by-side on the bed and just then Kati's cell phone rang. "It's Danny"; she whispered. "Hi, sweetie" Kati was sitting part way up and cradling the phone when Suzie moved to lay her head in Kati's naked lap. "Oh it was OK ... just a regular Friday night, nothing special, I made about three." Suzie reached up to stroke the scar line under Kati's left breast. "Sure, I'd like some good news! They did? When?" Kati pushed Suzie's hands away from her rising nipple but Suzie was, if nothing else, persistent. She grabbed the pebbly nub and rolled it to make Kati squirm and slap her fingers. "How much? Six a week to start? Yeah, that's true. Well look honey, it's really stormy down here and I need to dry off, we just came from shopping. Yeah, me too, see you tomorrow." Suzie pulled the nipple down to her mouth, not wanting to hear this, not wanting to stop, but Kati wouldn't be dissuaded. "I got the job, I start on Monday. I'm so sorry, Suzie" "Oh stop that, it's OK." Suzie was trying to put a good face on this, because she knew it was wonderful news for Kati. Kati had applied for a loan officer position with a car dealer in her hometown and she would be making a percentage and wouldn't have to commute to Dallas. The dancers' life was not a great one, and in fact, she was waiting to hear if she'd been accepted to become a flight attendant herself. Her one regret in all this was that it would close the book or her and Kati seeing each other. "I feel just terrible, Suz, but tonight is my last night on stage. I'm turning 21 in a few weeks and it's time for a real job, I think. But I am so going to miss you. Maybe you can come visit me and Danny?" They both knew that would never work out. "It's really OK, Kat" she said entwining her fingers in Kati's "I think I'm leaving the life behind, too. I'm getting too old for this shit." They both hugged and, truth be told, had a good cry together. Then they both experienced the awkwardness of trying to start a sentence at the same time, tumbling over each others words, words that were different in arrangement but shared the same thought. "You go first." "No, what were you going to say?" "Oh, just that if this is our last day together, I wondered if ..." "What, do you read my mail?" And so they had begun again to dance again among the tangled sheets and the fading afternoon light. This time it was slow and bittersweet, and each had the other's measure. They cuddled and whispered, they rolled together or lay side by side. They had sucked each other's toes at one point and drawn close in heat or drifted apart to cool. Suzie had opened her legs and rolled to her right, her right leg up Kati's body and being held and kissed, her left thigh nearly parting Kati's tiny ass. Kati was her mirror image facing the other way. She kissed the bottom of Kati's left foot and felt Kati's right knee behind her back as she planted her foot on the mattress. Their pussies were on fire, hungry for each other, sweetly kissing in parody of open mouths. She reached down for Kati's clit and Kati teased her tight star with a questing finger. This went on for what seemed hours, a gentle, delicious tango that seemed to arouse rather than satisfy their appetites. Each would begin to suspect that the other was spent and then the partner would move in some new thrilling way. More that once one of them had thrust through a mini-spasm and then fallen back to the slow, compelling rhythm. The rain continued to drum on the roof, but this was their refuge and all they needed was each other. Finally Suzie broke the ice. "Kat, would you like to try something? If you don't care for it, just tell me right away and we can stop." "Maybe ... you don't expect me to hang from the ceiling fan do you? (That had been Danny's suggestion) or to go fuck on the patio? (That one was Dayton's)." "Well those might be fun, but I was thinking of something less voyeuristic." Stay right there, and close your eyes. Kati swore to herself if Suzie came back in a harness she was going to stop right there, realizing at some level that she would deny her friend no request. "Keep them closed now" Suzie ordered. Kati complied and then felt Suzie's weight back on the bed and slipping into their interlocked fork position. But Suzie was leaning forward and rubbing something up and down Kati's pussy, a big rounded something that smelled faintly of rubber. "Ok, you can look." Kati looked down to see at least a foot of veiny, flesh-colored, rubber cock hanging from Suzie's hand. The head was glistening and about half the bulbous head was parting her puffy inner lips. "Suz, I don't think I want to take turns with a rubber dong." "Well we wouldn't be taking turns exactly." Suzie turned the thing over to reveal another bulbous head at the other end. The thing must have been eighteen or twenty inches long! "Holy fuck, Suz, is that for an elephant or do you just want to have it come out my ass?" "Don't be so greedy, you only get half of it! Right now, neither of us seems to be getting off and I could use a good hard fucking. I thought maybe you might be in the mood, too." Kati reached out her hand tentatively to touch it and felt the flash of heat in her twat at the thought of honest to goodness, pussy-filling hard cock. "Hmm, it's very life-like and just the right hardness. Men are either like rocks or like noodles, mostly noodles, when a girl most needs a good firm fuck." "Yeah I know. That's why I bought this thing. I knew I wanted a girl driving the other end. I bought this lube, too, it's strawberry. But tell me about this firmness, what exactly do you mean?" Kati blushed at the frank talk, but it was way too late to be shy. "When I really get thrusting I want to feel it all the way up inside me, not stretching or hurting me or anything, but I want a lot and I like it sort of rough." Suzie reached over and grabbed a handful of Kati's hair, "like this kind of rough?" she asked, gently beating the dong against Kati's clit, like the guys always seemed to do in porn movies. Kati reached over and pulled Kati's hair, "Yes, bitch" she whispered. They'd hurriedly smeared each other's pussies and both heads of the dong with the lube and began to play. Suzie slid about four inches into her snatch and held the other end up for Kati, demanding "Suck it". Kati retaliated by pulling Suzie's hair hard and throatily saying "I want you to fuck me, not get off in my mouth." The sight of the big, semi-rigid cock emerging from Suzie's pink twat was very arousing and she'd called it exactly right. Kati needed a good hard fucking, now! Suzie had bent and spit on Kati's pussy and shoved all of the head inside her tight box. Kati spit in Kati's face and taunted, "Don't spit on me, you cunt, I spit on you". With that the race was on! They each tried to outdo the other and Kati began to regret rejecting the idea of a strap-on. This thing was fun, but you couldn't get the same angles as a guy or girl with an attached, upward curving prick. (At least so it seemed to her, she'd computed that the artificial ones must perform pretty much the same way). However, it never went soft and each time she tried to shove more into Suzie, she ended up impaling herself even more deeply. When Kati drew back a little the dong wanted to slide out, but then it came right back. She began to appreciate the nature of cast-in veins and ridges and that just flexible firmness filling her to the point where it felt like it was in her cervix. The thing in her cunt seemed to have a will of it's own and it wanted to be inside her tight, cloying fuck hole. Suzie was in pure heaven, too, because for the first time she could let her guard down. Even when she was underneath a guy, she was always exerting some form of control. Lithe, athletic guys were intimidated by her powerful sexuality. Big, solid guys were always thrusting and trying to push her into corners and she instinctively shied away. This was the ideal rough sex fantasy where the guy could not become carried away or use his strength to hurt her, because there was no guy, just a bed full of delicious, cuddly and outrageously sexy and beautiful girl. When she looked down and saw Kati's labia curled around the glistening prick or heard the squish or smelled a wave of raw scent driven out of Kati she knew exactly what so thrilled guys about fucking. She realized how hot it made them to see their dicks buried in her, because she could see Kati, sweet Kati. Being able to fuck Kati was beyond amazing. She propped up on one elbow and looked at Kati's tiny anus winking open and closed with each thrust and could actually see the way her tummy rippled when a particularly strong wave ripped through her petite body. Best of all they said these things to each other, describing what most excited them, putting words to the sensations. Sometimes it was almost gibberish, but they understood each other perfectly. Some things just had to be witnessed and experienced, words weren't adequate to the task. Suzie said "Oh, Kat, it looks so big in you, it looks like it should be ripping you apart as tiny as you are down there, but you keep taking it in! It must be halfway to your stomach! Is it hurting you, honey?" Kati was finding it increasingly difficult to verbalize or stay on her elbow. Sometimes she just laid back and thrust steadily. "It feels fantastic, it's just hard enough to fill every bit of me, but if I squeeze, like this, it slides out a little and then gets sucked right back in. Those veins and things in the surface, you can't imagine how they feel inside me, God I'm full." Kati clamped down and a tiny bit of the length seemed to squeeze out, reversing her inner folds and exuding a wet sheath of gooey fluid that hung in threads to her outer lips. "I've been having little orgasms and oh... fuck... unh unh.... Aheee..." Same Port Under Clear Skies Suzie knew exactly what she meant and was feeling the same things. Whoever had sculpted this thing seemed to have put all the shapes in exactly the right place. She slid lower, trying to get closer to Kati, to get some pressure on her clit. She reached between her legs and found it, gasping at the sensation and how engorged she was. Her clit felt as big as her finger on the end. She rasped, "Fuck me, harder, please keep fucking me." "I am, sweet girl, I'm fucking you as good as I can and you're fucking me, too. You have the best cock I've ever had in me, only instead of balls there's all this slippery pink pussy around it. God, you're so fucking hot." Kati had stretched out her leg and grasped a lock of Suzie's hair between her big toe and the next, tugging it and grinding down toward the other woman's lush pussy. She was fascinated by how wide and wet Suzie was, she looked as if she'd been gashed with an ax. Her labia were deep coral and puffy as a bad collagen job, and she was oozing and it was running down the crack of her ass. There were spots on the sheet between them. Kati wasn't sure who had made them or if it was just the lube, but she was pretty sure some of them were her own. When she saw her lover eagerly fondling her clit she reached out and took over, rolling the big button between her extended finger tips. Suzie's crotch was a wide vee with that tube in the center, but hers was easily twice that of the woman's in the porn movie. "This is a change," she thought, "she must be so turned on!" She slid off the cock and flipped around to slide her tongue along both sides of the tube encasing Suzie's clit. She tugged and plunged the cock into Suzie's tight folds while savoring the raw, meaty taste of her snatch. Suzie was moaning and begging, "Oh don't ever stop... your mouth is so perfect... like velvet... but I need to be fucked... please, please, please...just FUCK me." Kati slid back into position finding that the dong now went in easily and felt even hotter and wetter somehow. Kati pressed her fingers down into the soft curve of Suzie's tummy feeling for her pelvic bones. Suzie had mentioned that place where the bone curved in and there was only flesh, it was supposed to be right above the top of her slit. Suzie had explained about pressing in from outside and pressing out from inside, trapping the g-spot in between, producing a powerful, mind-numbing orgasm. "If a girl is capable of squirting, this double pressure gives her best chance of accomplishing it. Of course, she has to be completely turned on first". Kati wondered if the pussy stretching dong would work for the inside part. Suzie was certainly turned on; her clit and nipples were stretched so tight they looked as if they might pop and she was moaning and tossing her head from side to side. She had her little finger inside Kati's ass, which was not really Kati's thing, but she endured because Suzie was so into it. At last Kati found the place when her fingertips dipped down. She could feel something throbbing there. It was probably a vein, but it might just be the dong inside Suzie's sopping cunt. Suzie also liked dirty talk, so Kati wrapped her left hand around the three or four inches of dildo between them (That couldn't be right, could it? That would mean they each had at least seven inches inside them, maybe eight). She hauled up on the rubber cock and felt a movement against her fingertips on Suzie's tummy, so she was in the right place alright. "I'm fucking you, Suzie, you know that don't you? Look at me, when I speak to you, slut". Suzie opened her lovely blue eyes, now red with lust and whispered, "Yes, baby, and your slut is feeling so good." Kati pushed hard with her body and rubbed rhythmically against Suzie, bearing down with the heel of her hand on her tummy. "Are you enjoying my big hard dick, dirty girl? Are you going to cum for me?" Suzie reached out and took a double hand full of the wrinkled sheet, nearly penetrating it with her nails. "NO! And you can't make me, bitch-whore. I won't let... Oh! ... unghh" Kati pushed harder still, feeling the dildo slip deeper. To her surprise, there was nothing more to hold onto between them and their lips were again brushing over one another. "Your pussy is so fucking hot you're burning me. I think you are going to cum, naughty girl." Kati fell into a deep, quickening rhythm, thrust with your pelvis; push down with your hand. In desperation for something to hold on to she put her right hand solidly on Suzie's ass. Then, wild with lust, she slid her index and her second finger into Suzie's anus. Suzie bucked wildly and her eyes rolled up white. Kati was afraid she was having a seizure when Suzie wailed out a long, ripping "oh gud fukkkkd ...unh... unh.. Jesus... tearing mmmmmieeeeee" Suzie seemed to levitate from the bed, her body elevating on both feet and both shoulders, tearing the dong free of her gaping twat with a loud sucking sound. She clamped so tightly on Kati's fingers that she could hear the bones grating as her hand was drawn up with Suzie's ass. An arc of clear fluid exploded from somewhere within her, but it was not a contiguous stream. Rather it was a wild cloudburst that spattered the bed, the nightstand, the linens and, most of all, the very surprised Kati. Suzie was still screaming and having smaller aftershocks, complete with spurts of more fluid feebly escaping her snatch and disappearing into the already soaked mattress. Things were happening in quick succession, Suzie had settled back on the bed trembling and quivering and Kati felt the overpowering urge to rid herself of the pressure in her loins. She grasped the pink tinged length of the pseudo-cock hanging out of her and began to draw it out. It seemed to take an age and to be of endless length and the pressure got worse as she pulled. She realized, just as the last millimeter came free, she also was about to orgasm and clamped her fist against her mouth. Suzie had just opened her eyes when Kati exploded over her. Kati was so tightly clenched that she did manage a stream, which struck Suzie just under the chin and sent high velocity droplets against her velvet headboard and her collection of teddy bears. Kati lay curled into a tight little ball quivering uncontrollably. Suzie was sprawled and sopping and vibrating just as hard. After a long time, she felt Kati crawl up next to her, whispering in the darkness. "I thought you could only manage a few drops? That was a fucking tsunami." "I can't explain it. You're just such an amazing lover. God, I've never cum so hard." "Me either." They'd crawled into each other's arms, and slept, smiling. The storm raged on outside, but they were warm and safe and together. * * * * * There is no need to explain why the girls never made it to the club that night. Kati told them over the phone that she wouldn't be back. Suzie said it face-to-face a few weeks later before she left for flight attendant school. The extravaganza was a bust anyway, because of the weather and because of a pro-bowl game on pay per view and in the sports bars. As it turned out, Friday had been the best night all year. They'd parted as the best of friends, and the word friend had taken on an entire new dimension for both of them. Suzie had slipped a birthday present into Kati's gear bag, which she didn't discover for several weeks. She'd been meaning to clear out those "fuck me" shoes and the assortment of tacky underwear and half used lip-glosses. She didn't know if she'd wash any of it or just throw it away. She found the note first, on a piece of perfumed notepaper in Suzie's fine hand and characteristic purple ink. "I will always cherish knowing you," she had written. "You must also know that you are welcome whenever and wherever fate brings us together, or if you ever just need a friend, or a shoulder, or any other parts. Have a happy birthday, and a wonderful life. I wish you every success possible and you will never be out of my thoughts. I hope this brings you luck and happiness." There was a photo of Suzie, lying on her tummy on the bed naked and golden beside a rumpled cheerleading costume. When Suzie dug deeper she found the gift wrapped in clean white pillowcase. It was about a foot and a half long and it wiggled and bent slightly when she picked it out. Kati stood contemplatively, as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Bye and Good Luck to you, too, Suz" she whispered to the empty room, "Thank you for everything, you're amazing."