0 comments/ 42340 views/ 8 favorites She Noticed! Ch. 1 By: Boo1104 I had always thought that she was a pretty girl. From the first time I saw her, but I never noticed anything beyond that. She was a close, dear friend of mine and my fiancé. Karen was about 5'6" with reddish-brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders, pale skin with freckles here and there. Though she wasn't thin, she was far from heavy...beautiful as a matter of fact. However, I had never seen her as more than a close friend. My fiancee had a thing for her and openly admitted it to me (we have a very open and honest relationship). Never the less, I had not seen her as more than a friend...until one weekend when we went to the beach. We had went as a group: Me, Devon (my fiancé), Andre (my brother), and Karen. We grabbed some snacks and sodas, filled up a cooler and headed for the beach! Devon and I joked around during the one hour trip while Karen and Andre sat in the backseat chattering every now and then. I figured that they would eventually hit it off because my brother prided himself on being a "lady's man". However it didn't happen that way at all. Karen hung around Devon and me most of the time! If she wasn't playing and splashing around with me, she was on Devon's back or something like that. If she had been anyone else, I may have gotten jealous, but I didn't. Actually, it was beginning to turn me on a little. Thank goodness I was submerged in water already! We all got out the water for a while and let the sun warm us for a while. My caramel skin had already grown a shade darker from being out all day and her pale skin was now slightly sun-kissed. Andre fell asleep on a towel, so we left him alone. After burying Devon in the warm sand, we decided to go back into the water for a while. We had expected for the sun to warm the water a little more, but it was still very cool even after hours and more hours of sunshine. I slowly made my way into the water, following Devon and being followed by Karen. After taking a minute or two to adjust to the water again, I was okay. I looked up and saw Karen in Devon's arms in the water with her teeth chattering furiously. "You haven't gotten used to it yet?!" I laughed. "N-n-not yet," she replied with a chilled stutter. I laughed and played in the water some more. I soon made my way over to them. Looking at them, I thought that if Devon and weren't together, they would be a cute couple. I silently chastised myself for even thinking that way! How could I even imagine my fiancé with another woman...AND THINK THAT IT MIGHT BE CUTE!?!?!?! This was absolutely insane, especially considering how I had one hell of a jealous streak and everyone knew it! But the thought of Devon and Karen together still turned me on! Devon's laughter dragged me away from my thoughts. She was tickling his neck and had him laughing hysterically! I think I laughed harder than he did! For some strange reason, my eyes darted to the top of her two piece. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds! My mouth instantly watered at the sight. I went underwater to cool myself down, wondering what on earth was wrong with me! I swam away from them a little bit, trying to clear my thoughts. Karen was a good friend and would probably pitch a fit if she knew the thoughts that had crossed my mind on that afternoon about her! She would probably never speak to me again from the shock of it all! We often joked around about a threesome with her but I knew that she never took it seriously. It was all in fun, although after that day I started wishing that it wasn't. One day, soon after our trip to the beach, Devon asked me if he could have a day with Karen. Jokingly, I said "As long as you call me first and let me know." I knew that he was very attracted to her, so I had felt a little bit intimidated by that. He assured me that he would never leave me for another woman and that made me feel so much better, but never-the-less, he wanted to do her. The crazy thing is I WANTED TO DO HER TOO! But I knew that it would never happen for me. A week or two after we took our trip to the beach, Devon and I invited her over to watch a movie with us. We were all on the couch with the lights out. Devon had his head in my lap and his legs on her. I thought we looked like a cute little trio. I have gotten so turned on that I had to go the bathroom to wipe my wetness away! Somehow Devon had switched ends once I returned to the living room. His legs were now in my lap and his head towards her. I began to play with his feet and she tickled his neck. After a few minutes we settled back down and continued to watch the Mel Gibson flick. For some reason, I looked up at her and she looked at me and we kind of just smiled at each other for a brief moment. I wanted her so bad! She still had no clue whatsoever! Once the movie was over, she got up to leave, saying that she had to be at work the next morning. "I'll talk you guys later," she said, just before leaving. Devon walked her out to her car to make sure that she was safe. I took a few deep breaths to calm my frazzled nerves. "Octavia, get a hold of yourself," I scolded myself. "It is not going to happen so let it go". A month had almost passed by since that night that we all watched the movie. Karen had been over several times since then for other movies, card games and things like that. I had pretty much given up on the thought of ever having her, but I still found her beautiful. One rainy afternoon, She came over to pay me a visit... I answered the door. "Hey girl!" I said smiling at her. " I thought that you had to work today." "I took the day off," she replied. "I deserve a break from those kids every now and then" "Amen to that," I agreed, letting her into the house. "So what do you have up for today?" "Nothing really," she said, shrugging off her raincoat. She handed it to me and I hung it up. "I wanted to see what you were doing today." "Nothing," I responded. "I was planning on renting a movie or two and binging on some junk food." "Sounds great," she said, sitting on the couch. "Want to help with the junk food?" she asked, looking at me. "That would be great," I said, smiling at her. "When will Devon be back?" she asked. "Sometime tomorrow evening," I replied as I put on my sneakers. "So I have you all to myself tonight huh?" she said casually. "Yep," I said, not paying much attention to her words. "Which car are we taking?" "It doesn't matter," Karen said, rising from the sofa. We went to the video store and grabbed three movies and made a quick stop by the liquor store for some rum. We were back at the house in no time flat, ready to begin a girls night of movies and junk food. We ate potato chips while we watch the first movie and agreed on pizza for the main course. Just as the previews for the second movie began, there was a knock on the door announcing the arrival of the pizza boy. Karen took care of the pizza boy while I blended some lemonade, fruit punch and rum into the blender. After making a huge pitcher of our frozen drinks we met in the living room on the floor. It had finally grown dark outside, so we turned the lights off for the whole movie effect. Halfway through the movie, I was full from the pizza and had sauce on my fingers. "Yuck," I said reaching for a napkin. "What are you doing?" Karen asked. "Getting ready to wipe this sauce off of my fingers," I replied. "Oh, no you're not," she said grabbing my hand. she then slid my middle finger between her lips to suck off the red sauce. I felt myself starting to get wet from the sensation. She then put my ring finger in her mouth and sucked the sauce from it, slowly withdrawing my finger from her warm mouth. She then licked the sauce from the rest of my trembling fingers. "There," she then said, almost innocently. "You can't let good sauce go to waste." I could only nod my head like an idiot! She smiled at me shyly and turned her attention back to the movie. A few minutes later, it dawned on me. She was teasing me! I looked at her then. She had a little smile on her face that confirmed my suspicions. She was trying to seduce me. But I wasn't going to let it happen...as much as I wanted it too. We had both been drinking and I wanted us to be clear headed if it ever did actually happen. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. "I can handle this", I whispered to myself. I tried to convince myself that she was tipsy and unaware of what she was doing. That did nothing to stop the wetness that was steadily growing between my legs. I pulled my sweat pants down and grabbed a towel to wet and wipe the moisture away. As I let the warm water flow over the towel, I couldn't resist touching myself to see just how wet I was. I was damn near soaking! My mind drifted back to how good it felt when she was sucking on my fingers. Before I knew it, I was slowly running my fingers around my wet clit, thinking about her. I eased onto the toilet, now massaging myself slowly, but firmly, pretending that my fingers were hers. I moan escaped from my lips. "Tavia, are you okay in there?" Karen was just on the other side of the bathroom door! I immediately straightened up, embarrassed though she hadn't seen me. "I'm fine," I stuttered. "I'll be out in a minute." "Okay," she said. "I was just checking." Once she was gone, I grabbed the steaming hot towel and wiped myself clean. I chastised myself for being a horny little twit and regained my composure before going back into the living room. When I sat back down on the floor, I noticed that she had undid three buttons on her shirt. I could see part of her blue bra and the swell of her beautiful breasts. Oh my God! "What?" she said looking at me funny. "What?" I said back at her. "You said 'oh my God'. What's wrong?" I had not even realized that I had thought aloud. "Nothing", I said quickly. "Confess" she said. "No" I said back. "Don't make me tickle you," she threatened, immediately going for my ribs. I squealed in ticklish delight at the assault of her fingertips. "What is it?" she asked again. "I love your breasts!" I yelled, finally giving in after a few minutes of merciless tickling. She became as still as stone. She just looked at me for what seemed like an eternity. I was completely mortified!!! Me and my big mouth! Just as I was about to get up and run to my bedroom in embarrassment, she said, "Do you really?" After a moment I responded."Yes. I think that they are gorgeous." "When did you notice them?" she asked me. "When we went to the beach last month." "Oh really?" she said reaching for the buttons on her blouse. "Yep," I said, mesmerized as she removed her shirt and bra, exposing her wonderful breasts to me. I swallowed with difficulty as she leaned closer to me. "Can I see yours?" she asked in a voice that was almost shy. Wordlessly, I removed my own shirt and bra, revealing my 38ddd's. "You have awesome breasts," she said, smiling as she reached out to touch one of my hardening nipples. She then leaned closer to me and took my right nipple into her mouth as she played with the other. I moaned as her tongue swirled around the tip of my now diamond hard nipple. I reached into her hair and pulled it free of the hair clip that always held it in place. I played in her hair as she gently sucked at one nipple than the other. After several minutes of the sweet torment, I pulled away from her. In spite of my shock, I wasn't about to let this younger woman turn me out so easily. I laid her down on the carpet, and began to play with her nipples, making them harder. I smiled as she began to squirm under me. I then took her left nipple into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, then nibbling on it gently. She moaned and called out my name. I suddenly felt powerful for some crazy reason. I wanted to have all of her. I reached for the button on the top of her pants and undid it. Then I slowly dragged the zipper down. Her breath came in shorter intervals as I pulled her pants and silky, wet thongs down her legs. I then went to her neck and gently licked and kissed her behind her ear before letting my tongue travel to her throat, then to her soft lips. She seemed a bit nervous but she grew comfortable quickly, allow my tongue to enter the warm sweetness of her mouth. She gave back as well as our tongue fought a battle with both of us coming out as winners. As I devoured her mouth, I let my hand stray to that special place that I knew was soft and now soaking wet, ready for me. I spread her legs and ran my fingers over her drenched clit. She moaned and her hips rose to meet my hand in anticipation. I massaged her and rubbed her more quickly. She moaned loudly and bucked wildly under the touch of my hands. I then slowly slid a finger into her wet, hot cat. "Tavia, please" she begged weakly. "I'm nowhere near done" I told her as I pushed my finger in and out of her. I then slid two fingers into her quivering pussy. She moaned in ecstacy. "Tonight," I said, "This pussy is mine." "Yes", she moaned, her hips rotating wildly against my fingers. I kissed a trail down her belly as I fingered her, stopping only to dip my tongue into her belly button. Her moaning was driving me wild. I couldn't get enough of it! I eased down closer to the pussy that I had claimed as mine and slowed down the penetration of my fingers. I looked at her as she took deep hard breaths."Ready?" I asked seductively, still fingering her very slowly. "Yes...Please!" she said on a sexy sigh. While my right hand continued to slowly work in and out of her juicy, warm pussy, I used my left hand to part her the soft folds that hid that swollen clit. Unable to resist any longer, I dived into it, slowly at first, licking around her clit, then across it. Slow, then fast and hard. sucking it, nibbling on it. She screamed my name, grabbing at my shoulders and braids, her head thrashing left and right. I licked her as I finger fucked her, slow and fast, softly and hard, For what seemed liked hours. I couldn't seem to get enough of her! I felt her body stiffen and her nails dig into my shoulders. "Tavia, I'm cumming!" she yelled. "I'm cumming!" I was so turned on that I moaned along with her as she exploded on my lips and mouth. I devoured every drop until she was begging me for mercy. I kissed a trail back up her stomach, to her breasts and neck... then those soft lips. She kissed me back urgently, loving her taste on my lips and tongue. She then gently rolled me over and straddled my waist. She began to kiss me like I had done her...behind my ear...along my neck...back to my lips, lingering there for a while, still loving the taste and the scent of her love on my face. she played with my breasts and murmured against my lips, "I love these." I moaned in response as she played with my rock hard nipples. My pussy began to throb as her tongue traced my large areola. "Mmmmmm, Karen...touch me please!" I begged, barely recognizing my own voice. "I will...soon", she teased. Her knuckle grazed my throbbing clit once, then again and she laughed, knowing that she was now in control. I gave myself to her completely. I played in her hair as she ran her tongue around my soft, firm belly. She moaned a little at my soft touches to her head, the back of her neck...the sides of her face. As her tongue dipped into be deep belly button, she slid two fingers in to my wet, pulsating pussy. I moaned for her then, almost as loud as moan for my fiancé! But this was not him... this was Karen! Realizing that my fantasy was coming true only intensified my feelings. I fucked her fingers as they went in and out of me. I bucked wildly as her thumb grazed my clit every now and then. She smiled at me sexily, loving her newfound power. She brought her attention back to my breasts as she continued to make love to my soaking pussy with her hand. Between sucking ans licking on my breasts, she asked, "Do you love me Tavia?" Her pace at my pussy increased. "Yes!" I shouted in ecstacy. "Yes, baby... Yes!" I shouted over and over again. "You're mine right?!" "Yes, K...Yes!" "Tell me you, love me, Tavia." " I love you, K!" Still fingering me furiously, she eased down to my clit and spread apart my pussy lips. "So beautiful" she said, just before letting the tip of her tongue wiggle my throbbing clit up and down, left and right. I squirmed beneath her, I raised my hips to give her more access to my clit. She then withdrew her fingers from me and rubbed them across my lips. "Taste", she said. "See how good you taste." I opened my mouth and let her slide her middle finger in. I sucked my own juices away from her finger. I moaned in ecstacy at the flavor. "See?" she said. "Delicious." She then turned her attention back to my juicy clit and began to lick on it, more firmly and slower than before, like she was savoring me. I moaned louder and louder, my hips rotating savagely against her face. As she licked me, she inserted three fingers into my overflowing canal of femininity, moving them in and out slowly, then quickly. Just when I thought that I would explode, she would back off a little, denying me my orgasm, teasing me mercilessly. She loved knowing that she could send me over the edge. Finally, I could take no more and there was no way that she could stop me. "I'm cumming!" I yelled as I felt a volcano erupt within me. "Oh shit, K!" "Yes!" Karen said back before she continued to lick me harder and more anxiously. Between licking and sucking, she murmured sexy words of encouragement..."cum for me, Octavia"..."I love you, Octavia"..."Feed me baby"..."Your woman is thirsty. Cum some more baby". Just when I thought that I was ready to calm down a little, she gave my clit one hard stroke with her tongue and I orgasmed again. "K, baby!" I grabbed her head, fucking her face and she loved it, taking every drop of me. " I love you, Tavia," she said once she laid her beautiful head on my stomach. "I love you too, K" I replied, meaning it. "What about, Devon?" she asked, looking up into my eyes. "We'll worry about him a little later okay," I said, looking at her with adoration. "Tonight is for us." And there we slept, on the carpet, entwined, until late the next morning. What happened when Devon came home? Wouldn't you like to know... She Noticed! Ch. 2 Chapter 2: Devon's Dessert I awakened to the ringing of the telephone. As my vision cleared, so did my mind. I looked down to find Karen still laying on my stomach. Last night was wonderful! I had never thought that Karen and I would actually be together, but there we were, tangled up in some strange way. "K, wake up," I said, attempting to shake her shoulder. "I have to get the phone." She rolled away from me and curled up into a little ball. As I got up, the telephone stopped ringing and the answering machine came on: "Tavia, We have to drop some stuff off at the shop but I should be home in about an hour." He hung up before I could get to the telephone. I stretched and sat down on the couch. I looked at Karen as she began to awaken. She looked up at me shyly. "Hello," she said sheepishly. "Hi," I said back to her, staring at her body. "I guess we should get it straightened up in here. Devon called a few minutes ago and said that he should be here in about an hour." "Okay," she responded, joining me on the couch. We were both silent for a minute, both of us afraid of what the other was thinking about the other. I finally mustered up the nerve to speak. "I enjoyed last night... you know....the movies and all.." "So did I," she said back to me. After another moment of silence she asked, "What the hell did we watch anyway?" "It was more like the television watched us," I said with a laugh. She then laughed with me. Once again, I grew serious. "You don't regret last night, do you?" "No," she said looking me in my eyes. "Do you?" she asked in a small voice. "No," I said honestly. "Do you think that we should tell Devon?" she asked. "Not yet," I said. "He will know soon enough." Changing the subject I asked, "Would you like to take a shower?" "Yes," she said as we both rose from the couch. She followed me into the bathroom and stood behind me as I turned the shower on. I let her step into the shower and I closed the curtain behind her. "You're not coming in with me?" she asked. I could hear the pout that I knew was on her lips. "I want you in here with me." "I'll be there in a minute," I promised standing in front of my sink with a toothbrush in my hand. I couldn't welcome my fiancé back home with coochie on my breath! After thoroughly brushing my teeth, I eased into the shower behind Karen. She made room for me so that the hot water could run over the both of us. I grabbed my loofa sponge and pour a little bit of raspberry scented body wash onto it. I worked up a lather and proceeded to wash Karen's body clean, lingering on her ass, breasts, and wonderful cat. She then returned the favor for me. Still soaped up, we let our bodies glide against one another. I loved the look of her olive, freckled skin against my caramel hued body. I kissed her deeply as I shampooed her hair. She ran her hands over my back and butt, loving the special treatment that I was giving her. I gently rinsed the shampoo from her hair and let the water rinse the rest of the soap from our bodies. For a few minutes, we just enjoyed the feeling of the hot water as we delighted one another with soft kisses. Finally, we dried each other off and got dressed. I lent her a pair of jeans (that she wore with no panties! Oh my goodness. Just the though....). I also lent her a light sweater to put on so she wouldn't have to put on the same clothes that now carried the scent of her earlier wetness. We quickly straightened up the house together and popped in the movie that we had missed the night before while we waited for Devon to come home. The telephone rang. "Hello?" "Where have you been?" came Devon's voice. "I called you about an hour ago." "Me and Karen just walked in," I lied. "Tell K that I said hello." I delivered the message. "Hi, Devon," she yelled loud enough for him to hear. I turned my attention back to my telephone conversation. "I'm on my way home now" he was saying. "I should be there in a few minutes." "Okay, baby. I'll see you then," I said be fore I said "I love you. Buh bye." I looked up at Karen. She looked like she was in deep thought. "You okay?" I asked her. She shook her head yes. "What'cha thinkin' about?" I then asked. "I don't know if I should tell you because I don't want you getting mad at me," she said, and then added, "especially after last night." "Girl," I said with a little exasperation. "Just tell me." She looked at me nervously before saying, "I want to fuck your fiancé." I sat absolutely still for a minute, letting her confession sink in. "Tavia, please don't be mad-" I silenced her by touching her lips with my fingertip. I had always felt like there was an attraction there. She had just confirmed it. "Is that why you were with me last night? To try to butter me up?" "No!" she exclaimed. "I've wanted to be with the both of you for a long time," she confessed, looking at me with those beautiful eyes. "Oh really?" I said, one eyebrow arched upward as I gave her a look that The Rock would have been proud of. "How much do you want us?" "More than you could possibly know," she said solemnly as she place her hand on my thigh. She then slid that same hand up to the back of my neck and gently pulled me towards her. We kissed gently at first, then more urgently. Karen moaned as I began to rub her pussy through the jeans that she wore. At the sound of Devon's horn outside, we broke apart. I looked at her for a moment before saying, "Anything's possible." She gave me a questioning look. I smiled at her as I stood up. "I'm fixing dinner tonight. Be here at eight. Wear something sexy as hell." Understanding, Karen's face lit up and she smiled at me. She stood up and gave me a big kiss on the lips and squealed in delight. "Calm down," I said, trying to hide my excitement. "Let's go greet Devon." We both journeyed outside to meet Devon as he stepped out of his Red Suburban. "Hey baby," I said, standing on my tiptoes to give him a hug and kiss. "Is everything okay in Memphis now?" "Yes. Finally," he replied. He looked over at Karen and smiled. "Hey, K. How are you doing?" "Very good," she said with a smile on her face. I smiled inwardly, knowing the reason why she was doing 'very good'. Karen then looked at the both of us and said, "I'll see you guys tonight." "Okay," I said, waving at her. Once she got in her car and drove away, Devon asked, "What's going on tonight?" " I invited her to dinner tonight," I answered as we walked into the house. "No dig deal. Are you hungry now?" "Not really," Devon answered, going towards the bedroom. I followed him, pulling off my shirt and bra. I then tapped him on his shoulder. He turned around and smiled at me. "I wasn't talking about food," I said as I dropped my bra onto the floor and wrapped my arms around his neck. "But you can definitely eat it." He then wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me on of those kisses that still made me dizzy. He then pulled down my pants and panties as I also undressed him. I was so horny by then, that I could not wait any longer. Before he could even step out of his pant that were bunched at his feet, I fell to my knees and grabbed hold of his big, thick, hardening dilly and slowly eased it between my lips. I sucked at him, then ran my tongue across and around the head. He moaned a little and leaned against the wall for support. I sucked at him like he was the last place on earth to find a drink. He played with and pulled on my braids as my head bobbed up and down slowly. I soon began to increase my pace, grabbing his ass as my head bobbed faster and faster on his hard penis. He urgently tapped on my shoulder, his signal for letting me know that he was about to cum. I had never swallowed before, but after the night that I had just spent with Karen, I felt that I was ready to handle it. I felt his dilly twitch in my mouth just before he exploded into my mouth, his juices flowing into my throat. I continues to suck him dry as he orgasmed in to my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head, basically fucking my mouth as he spazzed. When I was sure that he was done cumming, I stood up and kissed him deeply, letting him taste himself on my tongue. "Where did that come from?" he asked in amazement as he gripped my ass. "I just wanted to," I said meekly, watching him finally step out of the pants that laid in a puddle at his feet. I then made my way to our bed and spread my arms (and legs) for him. He followed me and made himself comfortable between my thighs. As he kissed on my neck, I raised my hips, rubbing my wet sex box against him. His fingers strayed to the folds covering my swollen clit. He then began to rub it slowly with his fingertip. I sighed and squirmed beneath him, loving his caresses. His tongue then trailed down my stomach then to my inner thigh, making lazy circles, teasing me. "Devon, don't tease me," I begged in short breaths. He then obliged me, replacing his fingers at my clit with his mouth. I moaned loudly and bucked my hips towards him, wanting more. He ran his tongue around and across my sensitive clit, sucking on it from time to time before pushing his long tongue deep into my dripping wet hole. He pushed his blissful tongue in and out of me as I grabbed his head, his ears, bucking and fucking his face. His tongue went to war on my clit as he slid three fingers in to my drenched pussy, pumping with his hand hard and fast. I fucked his fingers and mouth wildly, feeling pressure build up inside of me. Wordlessly, he changed locations, taking his juice-drenched fingers out of my cat. He slid up my body and filled my wet pussy with his big, thick, rock-hard dilly, taking powerful strokes as licked my sex juices from his fingers. This seemed to turn him on! He began to fuck me hard and hard. I cried out his name as we shook the headboard on our bed. I met his hard, deep strokes pump for pump. My nails dug into his shoulders. I struggled to hold on to my sanity. Unable to resist, I somehow managed to flip him over onto his back. I positioned myself over him and slid back onto his beautiful dick. I rotated my hips, grinding into him, sending him even deeper inside of me. I rode him savagely as his fingers dug into my ass cheeks. He lifted and jerked me back onto his dick roughly, driving me crazy. Unable to stop it, I felt my self going over the edge. "I'm cumming!" I yelled, still grinding into him desperately. "I'm cumming, Baby....Oh shit!.......Devon!..." I felt myself begin to weaken, my pussy pulsing and contracted around Devon's still-hard dilly. Wanting his second orgasm, Devon lifted me from on top of him and told me to get on all fours. Though I was still recovering from my powerful orgasm, I obeyed him eagerly. He rubbed the head of his dick across my humming clit a few times before slamming back into my cum soaked pussy. I cried out over and over as he pummeled the pussy that he knew was his. I felt that strong twitch as he gripped my shoulders and orgasmed, still punishing my cat from behind. Finally, both thoroughly satisfied and exhausted, we fell fast asleep. Hours had passed and when I finally opened my eyes, it was 7:15. "Damn," I muttered, climbing out of the bed and standing on wobbly legs. I went into the bathroom and took an extra hot shower that helped relaxed my muscles. When I dried off, I went into the bedroom and found Devon laying in the bed n his naked glory, smiling at me. I smiled back at him and said, "We have company coming. Go take a shower." He rose lazily from the bed and gave me a long kiss before he journeyed into the bathroom for his shower. Knowing that it was way too late to cook, I ordered Chinese food to be delivered. I then dressed in a short skirt with no panties and a very tight low cut sweat with no bra so that my ample breast would be properly displayed for both Devon AND Karen. I then went into the living room and waited for Karen to arrive. Ten minutes before eight, the food arrived. Fifteen minutes later, Karen knocked on the door. I opened the door and my mouth watered at the sight of her in a short red skirt and matching red blouse that exposed the breasts that I fondled with the night before. I wanted to just grab her and kiss her all over but Devon was standing there so I only said "Hey, girl. Come on in." As we all got comfortable in the living room with our little paper boxes filled with oriental delights, I explained that I had overslept and didn't get to cook. As I spoke I noticed that Devon could barely keep his eyes off of Karen. I couldn't blame him though. She looked good enough to eat! We ate while we watch a Julia Roberts flick. About an hour or so later, Karen excused herself to go to the bathroom. That was when I decide to get the ball rolling. When I heard the click of the bathroom door, I grabbed the remote control and turn off the television. I then grabbed another remote and turned on the stereo. Sensual music streamed from the speakers as I looked over at Devon. He looked back at me and I licked my lips. Knowing that I was turned on he said, "We have company, Tavia. Behave yourself." Like a tigress pouncing upon her prey, I jumped onto his lap, straddling his waist. "What if I don't want to behave?" I asked sexily, purring into his hear. I felt his dilly begin to rise and I smiled at him. "It looks like you don't want to behave yourself, baby." "Karen is right in the bathroom," he tried to reason, his hands moving up my skirt as if by there own will. His eyes widened when he discovered that I wore no panties. I then began to lick him on his neck. He groaned a little as I began to gently rub my moistening pussy against him. "Tavia, we have company," he said weakly, now rubbing my ass cheeks. "Your company wants to join in." Devon and I both looked up and found Karen standing next to the couch, completely naked. I smiled and Devon's eyes grew as big as saucers. Karen made her way over to us and sat right next to us and began to caress the side of Devon's face. "Do you mind?" she asked seductively. Devon's eyes darted to me. The look in his eyes was priceless, almost fearful as though he were waiting for me to raise hell or beat the shit out of Karen. Surprising him more, I reached over to Karen and pulled her face to mine, kissing her deeply for a good while. I could feel his penis become even harder! His hands were digging into my flesh as though he was trying to get a grip with reality. Once Karen and I pulled apart, we both looked at him ans said,"Well?" Amused at the shock on Devon's face, I then pulled off my shirt, exposing by massive breasts to my two lovers. Karen immediately went for a hardening nipple with her mouth, sucking and nibbling on it gently. I moaned and Devon looked at the both of us as if we were just figments of his imagination. I then spoke to Karen. "I think he needs a few more minutes to think it over. I think we should start with out him." "Do you really thinks so?" she said, licking on my neck. "Yes," I replied as the two of us made our way to the carpet. "When he's ready, he'll catch up." We then began to give him a show. Licking and sucking on nipples....long deep kisses as we rubbed our bodies against on another, moaning and saying each others name......rubbing each others wet, hot cats. I looked at Devon and saw him sitting on the couch, unzipping his pants. That was all that I needed. I looked at Karen and said, "I think that he is ready to join in sweetheart." "Great," she almost purred. The both of us then crawled over to him. Karen looked at me and said, "May I have the honor......?" "By all means, " I said, smiling at her, "be my guest." As I pulled Devon's shirt off of him, Karen took over his pants, pulling them and his underwear off. His dilly sprang upward, actually bobbing for a second and Karen adored the sight of it. I climbed onto the couch and began to tongue kiss my fiancé as Karen began to lick the head of his dick. He groaned into my mouth and I loved it. I then began to lick on his neck and his chest as Karen began to take his fat, hard dilly into her warm wet mouth. For what seemed like forever, Karen and I teased him, bringing him close to the edge, then stopping and switching up. We then got him onto the floor. By then, he was totally cooperative. We laid him on his back and Karen slowly sat on his throbbing shaft and began to ride him as I sat on his face while deeply kissing her. She cried out as she began to cum and I came tumbling after her. Devon drank all of me as I rode his face. Giving him air to breathe (and taking a breath myself), I got up and went over to the couch and sat down. Karen looked at me with a cute pout on her face. "Tired?" she then teased. "Just taking a quick breather," I said, winking at her. "You two can keep playing. I'll enjoy watching you." But Karen wasn't accepting that. She rose from Devon's rock hard dilly and crawled over to me. She pulled me closer to the edge of the couch and proceeded to lick my clit gently at first, the harder and firmer. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling for a few moments, moaning her name and grinding my pussy into her mouth. I heard her moan as Devon came up from behind a slid his meaty dick into her sloppily wet pussy. He fucked her from behind slowly at first, then harder, ramming his dick into her pulsating cat. She called his name into my pussy as I fucked her face and Devon fucked her punani. I grabbed her head as Devon held her hips as he pumped her. Half an hour later we were all on the floor. I laid on my back, licking Karen's pussy furiously as she sucked Devon's dick. I rubbed my clit like a maniac as Karen rubbed her pussy across my mouth. I felt like I was about to explode and I didn't want to stop it either! I was the first to cum then. Karen came tumbling after me, bucking against my face madly. I drank it all and loved ever drop. Devon finally orgasmed, shooting his juices into Karen's throat and she sucked at him greedily. Much later, we all crawled into our bed. "What did I do to deserve this?" Devon asked, half asleep. He yawned and closed his eyes. "I'll tell you the whole story tomorrow, baby." Karen laid behind be with her arm draped over my hip as she gently massaged my well-worked cat. "Thank you," she whispered into my ear sweetly. "No, " I said. "Thank YOU." Thanks to Karen, Both Devon's and my fantasies had been fulfilled. Did we ever do it again, you ask? Wouldn't you like to know... She Noticed! Ch. 3 Months later... "I miss you girl." "I miss you too. I'll talk to you later okay." "Okay. Buh-bye." "Bye-bye." I hung up the telephone with a wistful smile. I missed Karen a lot, but I was happy for her. She accepted a new job in Georgia and moved away. Devon and I had a lot of fun with Karen. He missed her too. We had grown accustomed to our new, spontaneous relationship. We had become more adventurous. More bold and daring. We had even gone so far as making love in a dark corner at our favorite club twice... once with Karen! Though our sex life was very healthy and good, it had somehow seemed different now that Karen was gone away. She gave our sex that extra spark and we both missed it. After she moved, she and I occasionally had a session over the phone. I would love the way that she sounded when she came. It boosted my ego to know that I could touch her that way from hundreds of miles away. Don't get me wrong though. Incredibly, she had the same effect on me. I loved it when she coaxed into the state of orgasmic delight. There were even times when I would listen to her and Devon on the phone as they vocally teased and taunted one another. I would get a big kick out of that as well. After a while though, her job began to keep her busy. We would only have time to chat for a few minutes before she was off again. We had returned to the earlier stages of our friendship, which was cool, nevertheless, Devon and I still missed the fun that we had. We didn't think that we would ever find anyone who could touch us quite like Karen again. Until Francis... It was a dead day at my hair salon. I was the only person there. My schedule book was completely empty for the day. I was on the telephone making hotel arrangements for a hair and nails exhibition in Atlanta when she walked into the shop with a plastic bag in her hand. As I talked on the telephone, I discreetly took in her smooth chocolate skin, nicely formed legs and thighs protected only by a pair of snippy, snug cut-off denim shorts. I took secretive glances at her full lips and small, but nicely rounded breasts that were covered by a blue tee shirt. "Not bad" I thought to myself, "Not bad at all." She stood quietly as I finalized my plans. Once I hung the phone up, she asked, "Are you closed?" "Nope," I answered. "Can I help you with something?" "I just moved here and I was hoping to find a place to get my hair relaxed and fixed. My cousin told me about this place." "You're in the right spot," I told her. I stood up and dusted my chair off for her. "Have a seat." She took a seat and I draped her for a relaxer. We made small talk. "My name is Octavia," I informed her. "The folks around here call me Tavia for short though. What's your name?" "Francis," she answered. "Francis Simpson, but my friends call me Fanny," she further informed me. "So," I began, "what has brought you to Jacksonville?" "I needed something different," she answered. "I kinda got tired of working at a chicken plant, so I finally got up the nerve to do something that I always wished to do." "Oh really?" I asked. "What do you do?" She was quiet for a minute, as if she was debating on whether or not she wanted to answer the question. "I'm an exotic dancer," she confessed with a sheepish grin. "Really?" I said with astonishment. "You go girl! I don't have the nerve." "I was kinda apprehensive at first," she admitted. "But now, I'm getting used to it so it's not so bad. The money is good. I work three nights a week, never on the weekends and it's enough to get all of my bills paid, my car note paid and takes care of me and my son." "I hear you on that," I told her. "Do you have any kids?" she asked me. "Nope," I answered. "Not yet anyway." We made more small talk as I relaxed her hair. I told her about my fiancé, Devon and a few things about the small town that we called our home. She told me about her home life and her son, B.J. who was staying with her mother back home until she got settled in. Before I knew it, almost two hours had gone by and we were still chatting... "So what do you guys do for fun?" she asked as I sat down in a chair next to hers once I finished her hair. "On the weekends Devon and I go to Club Planet to dance with some close friends," I responded. "We are regulars there. Kinda VIP, I guess." I told her about the club and about how we all go out and have breakfast once we all leave the club and other details. "Sounds like fun," she said, nodding her head a little bit. "Do you wanna go with us tonight?" I asked her. "It'll be fun. It's been a while since we had someone join us in our fun." My mind fleetingly drifted back to Karen and how I missed her. "I would love to," Francis responded, bringing me out of my reverie. "It's been a while since I've gone out and kicked it." "Great," I said smiling at her. We talked for a little while longer before we exchanged telephone numbers. "Well, I'll call you around ten o'clock tonight then." "Okay," she said. "I'll see you then." As she stood and walked to the door, I caught a glance of her extra rounded ass and almost ha d a fit! I was jealous of the booty! It was simply spectacular! After she left, I decided to go ahead and close up the shop and go home. * * * * * Devon was pleased that I came home early. I fixed and early dinner and told him about my newest client... "...ghetto booty," I was explaining to him. "Her ass makes my ass look bad," I admitted to him. "It makes me wanna get an ass implant or something." Devon laughed and said, "There is nothing wrong with your butt. I like it just the way that it is. Besides, no one can compare to the twins." He looked fondly at my breasts. "You know I love 'em!" I laughed and threw my napkin at him. "Anyway," I continued on a laugh, "she seems like a cool chick so I invited her to go out with us tonight. Is that cool with you?" "Yeah," he answered. "That way, I'll get to see this 'amazing ass' that you are trippin' over." "Ha- ha. Very funny." At ten o'clock, I called Fanny to see if she was ready to go. She gave me her address and I told her that we would be there in a few minutes. After I hung up the telephone, I grabbed my jacket and VIP card. Then Devon and I were on our way. When we pulled into the driveway, Fanny opened the door and waved at us. When she locked her door, Devon got his first glimpse of the booty that I was ranting about. "Damn" was his only comment. "I told you so," I said smugly. "She's cute though," he allowed. "I told you that too," I informed him. "Shhh. Here she comes." When Fanny climbed into the back seat, I made the formal introductions and she thanked us for including her in our evening of fun. "No problem," I told her. "The more the merrier." That night we introduced her to my brother, Andre', and our friends: Richard, Eric and Candy(who happened to be Andre's new girlfriend). She was kinda reserved at the beginning of the night, but she began to warm up the group after enjoying a couple of drinks from the bar. She even danced with the guys on the "booty-hopping" songs. From that night on, she was at the club with us every weekend and she would come over to our house to keep me company when Devon went out of town for business. Before we knew it, almost a year had passed. We had grown very close and even referred to each other as sisters. I had come to the conclusion that we would never be intimate... especially after she surprised me with some very unexpected news... "Tavia, are you busy?" "No," I said into the receiver of the telephone. "What's up?" "I need someone to talk to," she said. "I'm wiggin' out." "Okay," I told her. "What's the dealio?" "Are you sitting down?" she inquired. "You need to be sitting down." I did so. "Okay," I uttered. "Spit it out." "Okay," she said somewhat hesitantly. "I don't know where to begin." "Just tell me," I insisted. "You remember the other night, when I told you that I didn't feel well so I couldn't come over?' she inquired. "Yes," I replied, growing curious now. "What about it?" "I lied." "Oh really?" "Yeah," she said. She was quiet for a moment before she continued. "I was with Eric." "Really?!" I said, genuinely astounded. "How did that come about?" "Well, we've been kinda flirtin' around for a while now, ya know, talkin' shit," she explained. "Well we finally did the damn thang." "Oh my!" I said, shaking my head to myself. "But that's not all," Fanny stated slowly. "Oh really," I said. "What more could there be?" She was totally silent for a moment before pushing on. "I was with Candy as well." My jaw dropped! "Are you serious?!" I interrogated, in shock. "When was this?!" "The same night," she confessed. "What?!" I nearly yelled in surprise. "At the same time?" "Yep," she informed me. We were both quiet for a minute, in our own little worlds, Fanny unsure of what to say, and me reminiscing about the last time I had the pleasure. Feigning innocence, I asked, "Was it your first time?" When she told me yes, I asked(somewhat excitedly), "What was it like? How did it happen?" I sat back and listened as she gave me a blow-by-blow, well-detailed report of what happened between her and two of my close friends. As I listened, I closed my eyes and fantasized that it was Devon and me instead of our friends that she was with. I felt myself grow wet between my thighs as I imagined running my tongue between hers. I took my free hand and slid it into my pants to play in the moisture that had built up in the center of my femininity. I choked back a moan as she told me what it was like to have another woman taste her. She had described it as "weird, but not bad". I wanted to tell her that I could make it "wonderful". I had nearly orgasmed when I realized that she had said my name... "Are you still there?" she was asking. I cleared my throat and said, "I'm here." "I thought I had lost you for a moment," she said. As an afterthought she said, "Maybe I shouldn't have told you. I don't want any oddness in our friendship." "Now, don't be like that," I said. "I'm still your home girl. This won't change a thing. I'm just surprised. That's all." "So you don't think any differently about me?" she inquired. "Hell naw, girl," I assured her. "I think it's kinda neat." "Really?" "Yep," I told her. If only she knew!!! I felt my self getting wetter still. "Hey. I'm going to call you back in a little bit, okay." "Okay," she said. Then, almost hesitantly, she asked, "Do you want some company tonight?" "Sure," I told her. "Come over around six o'clock." "Okay," she said. "I'll see you then." We said our goodbyes and I hung the telephone. I rubbed my fingertips together that were now soft from being in moisture. Then it dawned on me that my panties were sticking to me. I stood up from the couch. "Damn,"I mumbled to myself. "Time for a nice, frosty shower." I set my shower at a lukewarm temperature before stripping and climbing inside of it. My mind drifted back to Fanny telling me what she did to Candy and what Candy did to her. I leaned against the cool shower wall as my hands made their way to my full breasts. My nipples grew as hard as tiny gems as I pretended that my hands were hers. I stroked them gently, pulling on them a little bit every now and then as felt pressure begin to build up in me once again. I moaned as I imagined her hands stroking and fondling my skin with her soft hands. I slid down the shower wall until I was sitting on the bottom of our large bathtub. I continued to fondle my breasts with one hand as I spread my legs until one was over the edge of the tub. I then let my free hand return to my kitty cat which was now wet with both water and juices of arousal. I delicately stroked my clit at first, teasing myself as images of Fanny, Devon and I filled my mind. My strokes became harder and quicker as I visualized Fanny licking upon my clit and me licking upon hers. I moaned as I pictured Devon filling her sweet pussy from behind as she sucked and licked on my breast while I tugged and played with her hair. My orgasm took me by surprise as I felt heat and wonder course through my body. I moaned and squirmed about in the tub as I filled my pussy with two fingers, then three, imagining Devon fucking me while I ate Fanny's wet kitty cat. I pumped my pussy with my fingers and stroked my clit until I felt like I wouldn't be able to breathe! Once my body began to calm down and my breathing returned to normal, I set the shower at a cooler temperature and laid back in the tub as the darts of cool water revived me. Afterwards, I dried off and dressed in a simple pair of flannel pajamas. I had no intentions of leaving the house. As six o'clock on the dot, the doorbell rang. I padded across the carpet to my front and opened it for Fanny. "I would say what's up, but I already know," I bantered as a greeting. "Very funny," Fanny said, rolling her eyes as she hung her jacket up in the closet. "You're never going to let me live this down are you?" "Probably not," answered gleefully. "Are you hungry?" I asked. "I just fixed a nice salad." "No thanks," she said. "I ate before I came over." "I bet you did," I said, unable to hold back a giggle. "You're full of jokes today huh?" she said flopping down onto the couch. "Of course!" I told her, laughing a little bit. I came into the living room with my Bacon-Bit & Cheese salad that was drenched with ranch dressing. I sat on the opposite end of the couch in Indian style as I devoured my food. My shower had caused me to work up an appetite! As we watched a movie on Showtime, I couldn't seem to stay focused on the movie. My mind kept sending my eyes in her direction. The more that I tried to focus on the television, the harder it was to keep my eyes off of her. I hoped that she hadn't noticed. After several trips to the bathroom to calm myself down, I decided that eating some ice cream would make me feel better. As a matter of fact, a good alcoholic beverage would really make my day! While Fanny watched television, I mixed us up some frozen drinks made with vanilla ice cream and banana rum. After we both had a couple of glasses of the tasty concoction, we were both full of giggles. We talked about everything from movies to our friends. Hours later, I woke up on one end of the couch with her on the other end, knocked out. I eased from the sofa and retrieved a blanket from Devon and my bedroom and covered her with it. I then cleaned up the mess of glasses and snacks that we had ended up eating throughout the night. I then went into my bedroom and climbed into bed, knowing that all that would ever happen between Fanny and us would be a good friendship. When I finally climbed out of bed and went back into the living room, Fanny was sitting on the couch watching television. "Girl, I thought you'd be gone by now," I told her, rubbing sleep from my eyes. "I wasn't gonna just leave without saying anything," she said, standing up to stretch. "I didn't want to be rude by just up and leaving." I shook my head and went into the kitchen for a glass of apple juice. "So, do you have to work tonight?" I asked my friend. "Nope," she said. "I did good enough the other day to take a day or two off." "Well, you go girl!" I told her before taking a swig of my juice. "Come keep me company tonight. Devon will be home sometime tomorrow and won't be going into the shop at all tomorrow, so we can kick it or whatever tonight." "Cool," she said from the living room. "I just have to pay a few bills today and I will be back over later." "Alright. That's cool," I said, going back into the living room. She stood up from the couch and grabbed her purse and keys. When she walked to the door, she turned around. "Are you sure that what told you won't cause any oddness between us?" "Girl, hell naw," I scoffed. "I kinda turned me on." She laughed. "Girl, you are so silly. I'll see you later." She then closed the door behind her as she left. She thought I was joking!!!!!! By four o'clock, I had shit, showered and shaved (My legs!) And was good to go. I had called Fanny and suggested checking out a movie and she agreed. When she knocked on the door, I was putting the finishing touches on my make up. I let her in and went to grab my small purse and we were off to the movies. We laughed to the comedy of Redman and Method Man in How High. Then we went and dined on huge salads and had a couple of drinks at Shorty Smalls. Afterwards, we headed back to the house. We both plopped down onto the couch. I grabbed the remote and began to channel surf. I couldn't help but to stop on HBO. I never missed an episode of Real Sex. Ironically, the scene involved two women. I just snickered. As if reading my mind, Fanny muttered, "Shut up." It only made me laugh a little harder. "I'm sorry!" I told her with a snort. "I'm still trippin' on you doin' what you did." "I thought you said that there wouldn't be any oddness between us," Fanny said, frowning at me a little. "There isn't any oddness as you call it," I told debated with her. "I think that it's pretty cool-" "Quit playin'-" "I'm not playin'," I said, interrupting her. "The only thing that I could say is that I wish it could have been Devon and me instead." "Really?" she asked, looking at me with doubt in her eyes. "I probably shouldn't even be telling you this," I told her. "I don't want to scare you off or anything. I'm just being open with you because you were open with me." "That's cool, I guess," she said. "You guess?!" I said with a disbelieving cackle. "What is that supposed to mean, punk?" "I mean... I don't know.."she stammered. She sighed."I don't know." "Hey," I said, trying to be soothing, "it's no big deal. I just figured that I would get it this off of my chest. Now I feel better since I confessed, so we can act like I never said a word okay." "No, it's not like that," she contended. "I don't want y'all to think I'm a hoe or something like that." "We would never think that about you, lil' mama, " I told her. "We already think you have some freakishness to you, but never a hoe. Actually, I hold you in a whole new respect for being bold enough to do what you did AND THEN tell me about it." "For real?" she asked. "Yep," I answered. Then as an afterthought I said, "If you ever decide you want to try to some one on one action, holla at me." She laughed. When she realized I was serious, she quieted down. "You're serious, aren't you?" she asked with disbelief. "Yeah," I told her. "I'm sure Devon won't mind. He might even want to join in if you want him to. I'm just throwing those options out there just in case you ever decide to...ya know..." "I'll keep that in mind," she said, rolling her eyes with a slight laugh. We sat in silence for a while as we watched Real Sex. I finally broke the silence by asking her, "Did you like it?" "I was alright," she said. "I'd think about doing it again. Amazing, but true." I finally got up the nerve to ask. "Can we do it?" Caught off guard, she said, "Do what?" I just looked at her pointedly. Catching on, she asked, "Is that your way of trying to come on to me?!" "No," I told her. "I was asking a question. Do you want me to come on to you?" "I'm not saying that," she explained. "I'm just like...damn.." "Fine," I said readjusting on the couch so that my face was an inch from hers. "Do you want me in your face, like this? Or maybe you want me to kiss on your neck...like this?" I let my lips graze the hollow of her throat. "Tavia," she said, her voice cracking a little bit. "Quit playin'. You fulla shit." "Think so?" I challenged, throwing all caution to the wind. "Oh, I'm serious," I said against her neck.. "Think I'm playin'?" I let the tip of my tongue travel from the side of her neck towards the center of her chest. I heard her sharp intake of breath and smiled to myself. There's no turning back for me now, I thought to myself as I began to unbutton her shirt. I parted her shirt, revealing a black lace bra. My tongue drifted from the center of her chest to the valley between her breasts. When I heard a soft moan, I was further encouraged to continue. She Noticed! Ch. 3 My hands then proceeded to the hem of her black skirt, gently easing towards her waist unveiling a pair of shimmering, black thongs. I shook my head, thinking to myself "Devon would enjoy this." When she didn't protest, I grazed her kitty through her panties and discovered moisture there. "Oh," I said to her, raising and eyebrow, "You're liking this shit, huh?" Unable to resist, I got on my knees in front of her, spreading her legs further apart. I slid her panties over to the side with one hand, and using my other hand, I gently stroked her clit with my thumb. Her body slid towards the edge of the sofa, giving me more access to her womanhood. I took the action as her way of allowing me to continue. While I continued to stroke her clit with my thumb, I slid a finger into her warm, wet pussy. She moaned and pushed her kitty cat towards me. I took this as my cue that she was down for what I was now planning to do, but first, I had to be sure, so I sort of challenged her."If you don't think that you can take it," I began, "speak now or are you... scared?" "I ain't scared of shit," she said as her head fell backwards against the back of the sofa. "I ain't no punk," she stated, her voice growing softer. "We'll see," I said with a cunning smile. I then reached for the top of her skirt and panties and began to pull them towards me. Helping me, she raised her body so that the garments would slide down with ease. I then removed her shirt and bra, revealing her small but nice breasts. I played with her nipples until they became brown gemstones beneath my fingers. When they were erect to my satisfaction, I licked and sucked on one taut point as I played with the other. I knew that there was absolutely no turning back, when I felt her lazily playing in my hair . After sucking on one pert nipple, my lips traveled to the other as my hands made their way back to her saturated cat. She moaned as I licked upon her breast and gently massaged her clit. Her hips rotated against my fingers as if asking for more. I then slowly pushed two fingers inside of her as my lips trailed to her neck, then her jaw, and finally her lips. I was drawn in by the taste of "leg spreaders" and Fanny's tongue. I found myself wanting to slip deeper into the sweet cavern of her mouth. I felt myself growing wetter and wetter as our tongues battled and as she fucked my fingers. Time seemed endless as she played in my hair as I teased her pussy zealously. She moaned in protest when stood up and moved away from her to remove my attires. "I'm coming right back," I promised as I stripped away my goldish bra and matching panties. I hurried back to her, kneeling in front of her once again. Unable to control myself any longer, I spread her legs apart and rubbed the damp pussy that was waiting for me. I then ran tongue from her thigh to the lips that enclosed the sensitive nub that I would soon feast upon. I then flicked my tongue back and forwards across her pussy lips, teasing her at first, sucking on them, never touching her clit. Then, without warning, my tongue slid between those lips, finding her erect, throbbing clit. My tongue took prolonged, deeps strokes at first. They then grew slight and quick before becoming deep again. I gently sucked upon her clit as she rose her cat towards my face, writhing under my sweet torture. She bucked beneath my face as I licked and sucked her kitty cat like no one had. When I felt like she was near the point of climaxing, I pulled away from her long enough to kiss on her neck and lips and let her calm down just a little bit. Then, I continued my dining on her clit. As I fervently licked her, I slid two fingers into her again, making her hips swing forward to meet every stroke of my fingers and tongue. She moaned, "Tavia..." It only urged me on! When I felt her body begin to quake, I knew that she was about to come. This time I did not fight it or try to stop it. I let her juices spill and flow as she moaned loudly, "Oh shit... Tavia... Ah Damn..." I continued to lick and suck on her until she damn near begged me to quit. Letting her calm some, I made my way back to her lips and kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself to gauge her reaction. She kissed me back just as deeply as if enjoying her self as much I enjoyed her. As we kissed, I gently massaged her well eaten cu d' gras. She moaned against my lips as she once again began to work her hips against my hand. "So," I began, still massaging her cat, "was that 'just okay' as you put it?" "That was," she began with a soft smile, "Lovely." I smiled back at her. By now my pussy was also throbbing for release. I had no expectations of Fanny doing the same to me since I knew that she was still so new to this, so I told her, "I'll give some time to get cleaned up and stuff". Then I went into the bedroom to relieve myself. I closed the door behind me and walked across my dark bedroom to the bed that Devon and I shared and laid down against the cool bed comforter. As my eyes drifted closed, my hands roamed my body, one hand massaging a pebbled nipple and the other gently rubbing my clit. As I played with myself, I once again became lost in my fantasy that it was Fanny who was touching me so intimately. I must've moaned her name because before I had realized what was happening, Fanny was crawling onto the bed beside me. "What?" she began. "You were just gonna leave me in there while you played around in here? That's not cool." "Well," I said in the darkness of my room. "I didn't think that you wanted to join in this part." "Why not," she asked, switching on my small bedside lamp. "You did it to me." "True," I debated, "but I didn't want you to feel obligated to do it back to me. I did it because I wanted to, not because I was expecting it in return." "Well," she said, "I wouldn't feel right if I didn't do it back to you. Besides, I want to." "Is that a fact?" I challenged in a sexy tone, making myself comfortable on my pillows. "Yeah," she said, looking at me from where she sat on the edge of the bed. "I told you I ain't no punk. I'ma do this just to show you that I ain't fulla shit." "Fine then," I said crooking my finger at her. "Come here." She came to me and we shared a kissed that made me wish that Devon could've been there to experience it. Her thigh grazed my delicate cat and I moaned a little. This was going to drive me crazy! She had barely touched me and I was already ready to lose my damn mind! I had to do something to give me a minute or two to calm down, so I rubbed her cat a little while she kissed me softly on my neck. She then went to my erect nipples and flicked them and licked them with the tip of her tongue. I moaned out loud when she took a ripe nipple into her mouth and sucked on it as she began to massage my pussy with sure fingers. As if by it's own will, my body rocked into her fingers as she continued to rub me intimately. "More," I pleaded with her. "Ooh shit... more!" She rubbed me more zealously as I tossed my hips backward and forward. She then slithered two fingers in me, then three as she continued to suck upon my breasts. I tangled my fingers into her hair as her tongue drifted from my breasts to my stomach circling my navel. She the trailed lower to the outskirts of my pussy. "Don't stop there," I begged her. She then began to tease my cu- lips as I had done her before, torturing me with bliss before taking my throbbing clit into her mouth, sucking at is gently, licking it ferociously, then lazily. Her tongue darted into my womanhood and I lost my mind! She tease me there and licked my clit with wantonness as I tossed my head left and right against my pillow unable to control the pleasure that coursed through my body. "Fanny... shit!...babygirl, please!..." I moaned a squirmed as she licked my clit while fingering me with two and three fingers. When I came, she kept the strokes coming, pleasing me until I trembled uncontrollably, begging for mercy as I had made her just a while ago. She then brought her lips back to mine and tongued me deeply. I kissed her as deeply, stopping only when we both need to catch our breath. Afterwards, we showered together, where we tasted one another again. Once we dried each other off, we strolled into the bedroom, climbed under the covers and talked about what had just taken place between us. "Well, was this time better than the last time?" I asked her. "Well, I can't really compare them because the first time was a threesome," she explained, "and this time was one-on-one." "Oh, I see," I said with a smile. "Well, how did you like your first one-on-one experience? Be honest." "I liked it," she admitted. "I'd do it again." "I hope so," I thought aloud. "You little freak!" she said with a laugh. "It takes one to know one," I said grinning. "Oh and I meant what I said about the threesome." "You really think that Devon would do it?" she asked. "I'm sure of it," I informed her with a foxy smile. "Fine," she said. "Set it up." I was quiet for a moment. "Are you for real?" I asked. "Yeah," she said. "I ain't scared." "I believe that now," I told her, my eyes drifting shut. "I'll work something out...No problem." "Cool," she said with a yawn. "Do that." We both fell asleep, planning for the next time...