Date: Sun, 07 May 2006 16:54:25 -0300
From: ottootto@fastmail.fm
Subject: The Parkers 36

Chapter 36 - Want more

So much had happened with Lucy Parker during this last week. Ever since she
got married, when she was just a teenager, her sex life had become
satisfactory, but predictable and ordinary. Just sex with Roger, her
husband, for twenty years.

But everything had changed last Friday, when Lucy had sex with Larry
Harper, and discovered about Roger's bisexuality.

Ever since that Friday, her sex life had become even better. And nothing
ordinary.

Plus, she was amazed by the fact that she seemed to be surrounded by
bisexuals. She was amazed and excited.

And now she wanted to try.

Let's face it, the thought had crossed her mind more than just a few times
in the last days.

And, that Friday, she would try. Hopefully.

It was her plan. Her idea. But Roger loved it!

Every Friday afternoon, Roger and his best friend Frank Stone met for a sex
session. Janet, Frank's wife, was more than interested on joining the guys,
but Roger never accepted it. (He didn't want to cheat on Lucy with another
woman.)

Until Lucy's plan.

That Friday, Janet would be waiting for Roger. Janet and Frank. Roger had
called, and told Frank that, at last, he would allow Janet to join them.

That was not necessarily true.

Lucy wanted to have sex with another woman, yes, but not with any
woman. Lucy Parker was the mother of five teenagers (and stepmother of
three adults), she thought she was too old (despite the fact that she was
only 34) to simply find a girl to fuck her. No, she wanted to try it,
that's right, but she wanted to try it with someone she could
trust. Someone she could care.

And here's the thing: she already trusted and cared for Janet Stone, her
best friend.

Janet, 35, was bisexual, Lucy knew. In fact, Janet had already fantasized
about her best friend many times. Janet seemed the perfect choice.

But Lucy couldn't just call Janet and ask her to fuck.

Her plan was perfect. Janet wanted to fuck Roger, and the thought of it
would already make her hot. She would be hot while she waited for Roger,
and once Lucy arrived, Janet would be excited and surprised.

Roger and Lucy went together. According to the plan, Roger would fuck Frank
as usual, and Lucy would fuck Janet. Then they would change partners.

Like I've said, her plan was perfect.

Nothing could go wrong.

So, that Friday afternoon, they went to Frank and Janet's place. Roger
parked nearby, and they walked the rest of the way. Roger rang the bell.

Frank opened:

"Hey, handsome."

And Lucy appeared:

"What do you mean by that, Frank?"

Frank froze. He was scared. He knew that Roger's sexuality was a secret to
Lucy, and he said the first thing that came into his mind:

"Uh, that's just guy talk. Hi, Luce. Where did you come from?"

She didn't answer. She asked:

"May I see Janet for a minute?"

"Uh, yeah, she's in her bedroom, but... She's not... Maybe I should... I'll
call her!"

"Oh, don't worry. I know the way."

And, saying that, Lucy climbed the stairs. Frank wasn't sure of how he
could stop her, and Roger held his arm, as if asking him to stay.

After Lucy went out of sight, Roger said:

"It's okay."

Roger quickly explained it all, and they laughed, and Frank relaxed and
they fucked as usual.

But let's leave the guys alone. Let's focus on the women today.

Lucy opened the bedroom door. Janet wasn't naked that's true, but it was
almost as if she was. She was wearing just her cutest lingerie. When she
heard the steps, she looked at the door, as provocative as she could.

And then she looked surprised!

"Oh! Luce! Uh... How... Is everything okay?"

What she really wanted to ask was: "What the fuck are you doing here, just
as I was waiting to get your husband's big cock to fuck the shit out of
me?" But she didn't.

Janet was even a little more scared than Frank had been. Frank had been
with her when they heard the doorbell, and he went down to open the
door. They both thought it was Roger.

Janet didn't know what Lucy was doing in her house. All she could think was
that Lucy had listened to Roger talking to Frank, and had come to catch
them.

Lucy closed the door. She was wearing a red tight dress. She came closer to
the bed, sat on it with her back to Janet and said:

"Would you open this dress, please?"

Janet was beginning to understand. But she couldn't believe it!

"What are you saying?"

Then it was Lucy's time to look as provocative as she could:

"I'm offering you something you always wanted, but never had the guts to
ask."

What can I say? Something happened between Janet's legs. Something hot and
wet.

And Janet kissed Lucy.

She wouldn't spend time asking for an explanation. She wanted this, yes,
she had always wanted. She wanted to touch Lucy's skin, the way that only a
lover can. She wanted to suck Lucy's breasts. Lucy's cunt. She wanted to
make Lucy cum. She wanted to cum with Lucy.

She kissed her. And Lucy kissed her back, a little surprised, but
delighted. There was nothing wrong with girl-girl kissing. In fact, it was
hot.

And Janet started to open Lucy's dress.

Lucy felt Janet's hands on her skin. Yes, this was going to happen, and it
was even better than she expected!

They kissed while Janet removed Lucy's dress. Then, Janet opened Lucy's
bra. And they broke the kiss for just a second, so Janet could throw that
bra on the floor.

And, when they broke their kiss, they looked at each other. Deep into each
other's eyes!

They were both so into this!

Janet massaged Lucy's big breasts. Oh, that felt good. It was hot. Lucy
always loved to have her tits played with. And the fact that that Friday a
woman was the one playing with her breasts only made her hotter.

Janet kissed Lucy's lips once more. Then she started to go.

She kissed, licked, sucked and bit Lucy's neck. She tasted Lucy's skin. And
then she found the breasts.

Those two big breasts. Her best friend's. Yes.

Janet sucked one of them. The response was obvious and immediate. Lucy
moaned. And her nipple got as hard as it gets.

Lucy knew this was going to happen, she wanted it to happen, but she had no
idea of how intense it would be. How could she? She had never tried girls!

But this was amazing.

Lucy offered her other breast to Janet, and Janet didn't refuse. How could
she? She had spent years dreaming about this moment.

Janet moved her hand down. Until she felt the fabric of Lucy's
panties. First, as she sucked Lucy's tit, Janet just ran her fingers over
those panties. She could feel it. Hot.

And wet.

Janet lightly found her way into Lucy's panties. And, of course, into
Lucy's cunt.

She managed to slip her finger into Lucy's pussy. Oh, it received that
finger so well. It was so wet, it was so easy to enter.

Then Lucy made the request:

"Suck my pussy. I want to know what your tongue feels like."

Again, Janet kissed Lucy. And slowly she moved down, kissing and licking
her friend's belly.

Until she reached it.

Lucy still had her panties on. And Janet used her mouth on Janet's
thighs. Her finger, however, was still working in Lucy's cunt, and Lucy was
amazed.

Thirty-four years old. She was 34, and this was the first lesbian sex she
had! How could she? How the fuck could she?

This was amazing. So hot. Janet was driving her crazy, and Lucy knew that
this was just partly because they were such good friends. Lucy knew that,
more than anything, she was having those immense pleasure because she was
having sex with another woman. An experienced bisexual woman. And these
women can make you feel so good...

Janet removed Lucy's panties. And then she saw.

Right there. Inches from her face. Lucy's pussy. Beautiful. The smell of it
drove Janet Stone completely insane.

And Janet licked it.

Oh, Lucy loved it! Janet could tell. Not only Lucy moaned, but Lucy's hips
responded in a way that could only mean one thing: I want more!

And more she got.

Janet loved Lucy's taste. This was not a surprise; Janet simply loved the
taste of pussy, but still... She knew that this was special.

And she was the first woman to ever lick Lucy Parker's pussy.

Lucky Janet!

And lucky Lucy! After all, she was getting a brilliant job.

It was easy for Janet to suck pussy. After all, she had been doing it for
half her life. Ever since she was seventeen, when she and a friend first
played together, she knew she could never deny herself that pleasure. The
other girl was called Christie, a couple of months younger than Janet, but
a little more experienced. And a lovely new world was opened to Janet. A
world of tits and pussy juices.

She never stopped. She was lucky enough to find a nice, decent, bisexual
man to fall in love with and get married. Life is great!

Sex is great!

And Lucy's pussy was delicious.

"Suck me, Janet, yes, oh, you do it so well... I knew you would be great, I
knew it, and you're... Oh, girl, eat me good!"

Janet ate her good.

Slowly, but firmly. Every experienced lesbian must know two things: how to
quickly realize how fast does your partner wants it, and how to never (and
I mean never) loses the rhythm. To be a great lesbian you must have the
tempo sense of a drummer. That was one of Julie's secrets. And Janet had it
too (but let's face it: Julie was like Max Roach, and Janet was like Ringo
Starr).

Janet realized that the best way to eat Lucy was to do it slowly, and she
did it, and she did it just like Lucy wanted to be sucked. Just like she
had to be sucked.

At that moment, with her own orgasm so close, Lucy knew that even if she
didn't like the taste of pussy, she would always love to be sucked by
another woman.

And she wanted to taste a pussy. She wanted to taste Janet. Lucy had
already tasted herself on her fingers, and on Roger's cock, and in Roger's
mouth, and she liked it. More than anything, however, she wanted to taste
Lucy because she thought it would be hot. She thought it could be
beautiful.

Indeed, Janet was doing a beautiful job down there.

"Yes, Janet, oh, oh, oh, yes! Fuck, like that, like that, I know, oh,
I'm... Oh! You're going to make me cum!"

She said it, and she was almost surprised. Like I've said, she wanted this
to happen, she needed it, even, but still... Her best friend was about to
actually make her cum!

How weird can things go?

It wasn't like she had second thoughts or anything. It's just that, in a
silly way, part of herself didn't expect to actually cum. Almost like she
only expected to feel nice.

And here she was, feeling wonderful.

"Fuck me, dear, eat my cunt, eat me, yes! Oh, yes, eat me good and then
I'll eat yours! Suck me and then I'll suck you! Make me cum and I'll make
you cum! And, oh, it's so easy for you to make me cum!"

Lucy was loving this experience. Not only Janet's tongue, but also Janet's
hand, that ran over her flesh, her legs, her stomach, her butt...

Janet looked at Lucy. Lucy had her eyes closed. She was going to cum, and
she wouldn't allow anything to spoil this.

This would be the perfect moment for Janet to...

But no. She couldn't, not now. She ate Lucy. She sucked it good. She felt
that clit moving thanks to her tongue. She felt the response on Lucy's
body. She could hear the moans. The whispers. Yes, at that moment, Lucy
started to whisper:

"Like that, like that, like that, right there, oh, you know, yes, oh, fuck,
yes, good, oh, shit, yes, great, oh, Janet, Janet, Janet..."

She was almost there, Janet knew.

And Janet kept doing her job. She licked that clit, up and down, up and
down, up and down, not missing a beat, until...

Until it was irreversible.

Lucy came. And her voice raised:

"Yes, oh, fuck, yes! Noooowww!!! I'm cumming!"

Janet knew. She could taste it. And she didn't stop licking it. She would
suck Lucy until her friend got too sensitive to take.

It was, of course, a matter of seconds. When Lucy caught her breath again,
she looked at Janet and said, in the nicest possible way:

"Stop. Please, stop. I can't take it anymore. I'm spent!"

Spent, yes. But also curious.

Janet asked her:

"Did you like it?"

"Did I like it? I loved it! All I need for this to be a perfect afternoon
is to taste you."

"Have you ever done this?"

"No. But let's say that in the last week I had been thinking about it. I
wanna try. I wanna taste. You."

Janet would love this. She was horny, and she needed some quick
release. But, strangely, she opened her bra and said:

"Start with my tits."

And they were such lovely tits that Lucy didn't think twice. She lowered
her head and started to suck her first breast.

What surprised Lucy the most was how soft Janet's skin was. Very different
than anything she had tasted on Roger or any other man. And, as she licked
and sucked that nipple, she felt it growing harder and harder. Much to her
pleasure.

Lucy changed for the other breast. And, again, she felt the lovely skin on
her tongue.

Lucy liked it, yes, but she was also kind of disappointed. As fun as
Janet's tits were, they were not mind-blowing. Sure, they were fun, but
Lucy could have the same amount of fun with Roger. It was time, she
thought, of going for the pot.

She asked:

"May I suck your pussy?"

Janet expected it to take a little longer, but she didn't mind. She would
accept anything that would make her cum that afternoon. And she had dreamt
too much about this. She wanted Lucy's tongue in her pussy, yes.

"Yes."

"I'm not sure of what should I do."

"Just face it. And then you let your instincts guide you."

Okay. She could do that!

Lucy faced Janet's panties. She used both hands to remove it, and then she
faced it.

Janet's pussy.

A pussy.

For the first time in her life, Lucy Parker was going to eat a cunt. Sure,
that wasn't a problem; she was the one who had been wondering about it for
long. She wanted this.

But still... She hesitated for a second or two.

But not for longer.

She licked it. One long, slow lick, just to try it. Just to get a good
taste of it.

And she liked it.

Yes, Lucy Parker liked the taste of her best friend. More important, she
liked the taste of pussy.

And she licked it more. And more.

For the first minutes, Lucy didn't pay much attention to Janet's clit. She
was trying to get the most of her friend's taste on her tongue, and that
was something she could find in Janet's pussy.

Quickly, Lucy was licking it as if her life depended on that. She certainly
wanted more.

Janet was fascinated by Lucy's enthusiasm. She couldn't complain. She could
only moan:

"Oh, wow! Lucy, oh... Oh, you like this, don't you? You really like my
pussy, don't you?"

"Yes. It's wonderful."

Indeed it was. Sucking breasts didn't blow her mind, but sucking a pussy,
certainly did. It was better than sucking cocks: it tasted better. It had a
true strong taste, it wasn't just skin, and it tasted so good!

The experiment was complete. Lucy had been sucked by a woman and had sucked
a woman. She loved both situations. And she couldn't wait to get her hands
(and tongue) on (and in) Claire's body.

As much as Janet was liking to be licked with so much gusto, she had to
cum. So she had to request:

"My clit, dear. Lick my clit. Suck it. Come on, you know how good it
feets!"

Janet used her hand to open her labia, and Lucy couldn't deny it. Yes, she
knew how good it feels to be stimulated right there.

So she licked it.

She could still get the taste of Janet's pussy, although not as much as
before. She didn't mind.

She licked the clit, up and down, the best she could. She thought it to be
harder than just licking an actual pussy, but she also believed that it
would get easier with time.

And, more than anything, she knew that this was a sure way to make Janet
cum.

Janet was already approving the change:

"Yes, yes, right there, baby, oh yes! Right there, right there, lick it,
lick my clit, it is so hard, just for you... Oh, thanks to you! Yes, go on,
on, don't stop, keep going, keep going, Lucy, oh..."

It wasn't really fair. Janet knew that Lucy was just a beginner, she had to
know that Lucy could not give a perfect, experienced, performance. She had
to know that Lucy would have some trouble controlling he tongue, after all
a clit is much smaller is than a cock.

But Lucy didn't got nervous or worried. She saw Janet's words as
encouragement. And she kept licking it.

Lucy wasn't so sure of what she should do with her hands. So, without
asking and without making a big deal of it, she inserted one of her fingers
into Janet's ass.

It opened easily, almost begging for more finger. And Lucy started to
fingerfuck her best friend's ass while sucking her pussy.

This could be a mistake. For a beginner, it is hard to concentrate on both
motions, but Lucy had done it with Roger (sucking his cock, of course), so
it was easier for her.

Janet obviously loved Lucy's finger up her ass. She loved to be doubly
stimulated, and that was exactly what Lucy was providing.

"Oh, Lucy, you're wonderful, dear, just wonderful. Keep going, keep going,
don't stop. Suck my clit! Finger my ass! Oh, yeah! Right, oh, wow, yeah!"

Yes. More than anything, what probably did the trick for Janet was that her
fantasy was coming true. At last, her beautiful friend Lucy Parker was in
bed with her, eating her cunt.

Yes, all those years of imagination... This was real, no imagination. And
it felt wonderful.

Lucy was licking Janet faster, now. And Janet her eyes closed. Her hands
were working on her own breasts. That finger up her ass felt wonderful. It
was her fantasy coming true. Everything was perfect.

And, in a few seconds, Janet Stone came. Hard.

"Oh, yes, fuck, Luce, yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming! Oh, yeah, fuck!"

Lucy lost it. She forgot about her friend's clit and got her tongue back in
Janet's pussy. She had to taste that.

And she wasn't disappointed. The taste of Janet's cum was even better than
she expected it. She kept licking it until they were both satisfied: Janet
had already her orgasm, and Lucy had all the cum she could get.

After that, they rested, kissing. And they should have kept doing just
that. But Janet had to spoil the moment:

"Lucy... I have a confession?"

"W... What?"

Lucy got scared. She thought Janet would say that she had faked it. But
what Janet said was much worse:

"Months ago... I had sex with Julie."

Julie. Lucy's daughter.

"How..."

"Just once. It happened, almost by accident. I don't."

Lucy jumped out of bed and started putting her dress back on. She couldn't
believe this. Julie Parker. And Janet Stone! Her daughter and her best
friend. Fuck.

She had to go. Janet kept talking some nonsense, trying to explain or
whatever, but Lucy couldn't even listen to it. She got dressed, opened the
door, down the stairs and went to the living room, where Roger and Frank
were already dressed.

"Roger," she said, "let's go. I have to go."

Roger asked the obvious question:

"Why?"

"We... We have to go. Sorry, Frank."

Lucy could feel something inside of her. It was difficult to breathe. She
had to go. It was her daughter!

A few minutes later, Roger was driving back home, and asked Lucy:

"What happened?"

"I can't tell you. I have to... Think. Stop. Please stop. I need some air."

"Is everything okay?"

Lucy looked at him. She was almost angry with him. It was clear that things
were not okay, how could he ask her that?!

"No!"

Roger stopped the car. And Lucy got out. Then she said:

"I'm fine. I'll meet you at night. I just have to think."

And Lucy Parker walked away. She found a nice café, sat down, had a couple
of cups of coffee, left, walked some more. She thought about it for almost
two hours.

She felt weird. After having sex with George's sons, she should accept it,
but... it was different. It was her daughter. And it was behind her back!
Julie! Fuck. She had wanted this afternoon to be special, and it was
special, but now she felt... It wasn't that special anymore. Janet had
spoiled it.

Yes, Lucy thought for hours. She had to be alone, and she was alone. And
that was a good thing. She didn't know, but if she had gone directly home,
she would see stuff that would make her feel even worse.

And Julie would be there.


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