Date: Tue, 09 Jan 2007 14:16:25 -0200
From: ottootto@fastmail.fm
Subject: The Parkers 43

Chapter 43 - Away from the crowd

Carla Ferrara was beautiful. Simply beautiful.

And so fucking sexy.

Linda knew Carla for a couple of years. They had always got along fine. Of
all of Julie's friends/lovers, Carla was Linda's favorite. She was the one
Linda always felt was the easiest to talk. And, indeed, in all these years
they had talked for hours. About school, music, movies, etc. They had
pretty much the same taste on music and movies (unlike Julie, who was this
intellectual type, Carla and Linda liked the pop stuff). They had even
laughed together! Even made fun of Julie together!

But, until that Friday night, December 12, 2003, Linda had never truly
realized how stunning Carla Ferrara was.

Sure, Linda always thought Carla was pretty, but so what? She had never
been amazed by Carla's beauty.

That night, she was.

That night, after her session with Amy a few hours before, Linda truly
realized how sexy Carla was.

For the first time in her life, she desired Carla.

Now, Carla had been bi for years, as soon as Julie and Liz introduced her
to girl-girl sex.

And, as soon as she knew Julie's family, she was impressed by everybody's
beauty. However, she had always thought of them as out of her limits.

As the time went by, Carla and Linda had started talking more, until they
became true friends. They had pretty much the same kind of humor, they
could talk for hours, they had a very easygoing friendship.

And then the inevitable happened: Carla developed a crush on Linda Parker.

She never acted on it, of course. She knew that Linda was straight, and she
didn't want to ruin the friendship. In fact, she thought that fucking Linda
would even risk her friendship with Julie.

So she never talked about her feelings to anyone. She was satisfied with a
platonic relationship with Linda.

Until that night.

Until she saw Linda coming straight to her.

There were twenty people in that living room, but Linda was only interested
on Carla. Her eyes were focused on Carla. And Carla, naked, just after
cumming, actually felt a little embarrassed. She felt a little ashamed. And
really self-conscious about her nudity.

Do you want to know what she was afraid of? She was actually afraid that
Linda would despise her, after seeing her cumming with Matt and Alice.

Carla knew that Linda was not stupid. Linda knew that Carla was bisexual,
she knew that Julie was bisexual, and she knew that they had sex together.

However, she had never seen it. She had never seen Carla in action.

And Carla was nervous. She could see that Linda was looking to her in a way
she had never looked before. She could sense Linda's aggression. She was
afraid that the relationship was ruined. She was actually afraid that Linda
would slap her.

It was true that Linda was looking at her in a different way. It was true
that it had all changed when she saw Carla with Matt and Alice.

She became fascinated by Carla.

If Carla's crush had lasted for months, Linda's crush had developed in just
a few minutes.

And that was true. She had a crush on Carla.

More that that: she had to fuck Carla!

After the session with Amy, Linda didn't even remember that Carla existed.

But now... Wow!

Liz and Nikki were making out. And so were Natalie and Sally. And Jill and
Alice. And Ann and Amy! There were four couple of girls already making out
in that living room.

Cliff and Gwen were kissing Laurie. Brad was kissing Julie, very tenderly,
caressing her big breasts. Martin, Bruce and Jack were kissing each other,
touching each other's dicks.

Matt and Joan were also together, and Matt touched Carla, inviting. Carla
didn't move. She couldn't.

Matt touched one of her big breasts, while he kissed Joan and touched one
of Joan's big tits.

Linda grabbed his hand and took it from Carla's tit.

Matt asked:

"What?"

Linda answered:

"Leave her alone. You won't get more of her, not now."

Carla was nervous. Indeed, too nervous to even enjoy a hand on her
breast. She couldn't even think about sex. First, the situation with Linda
had to be dealt with.

Matt didn't argue. He kissed Joan, a little upset, sure, but he was not
going to ruin this orgy starting a huge fight.

Then Linda raised her hand to Carla's face, and Carla was sure that she was
going to be slapped. But Linda didn't slap Carla (how could she?), she did
something that she had never done before: she gently caressed Carla's
face. Very gently, very slowly. She felt Carla's wonderful skin. It was
like touching a goddess. Or the love of her life.

Than the kissed Carla. Again, very gently. She closed her eyes and their
soft lips met.

Carla was surprised. Her heart was beating fast. What was going on? This
was her dream coming true!

She closed her eyes, too, and kissed Linda back.

People stopped to see that. Only Amy knew that Linda had already tried
girls. But even she was surprised.

This seemed so out of Linda's character!

But it wasn't. Linda had always acted that way. Whenever a boy or a man
turned her on, she went for him. She was never the princess locked in a
castle waiting for her prince charming, like Sally had always been. She had
always been a slut.

And seeing Carla, she recognized the slut in Carla. Carla was just like
her! They were both the same age, they liked the same things, they loved
sex... It was the time to experience sex together.

They made out for a few minutes. Linda caressed Carla. Carla's face, then
Carla's breasts.

And Carla returned the caresses. But then they broke the kiss, and looked
around.

Laurie and Gwen were sucking Cliff's cock. Julie had Brad's cock inside her
mouth. Nikki started to eat Liz. Ann and Amy were fingerfucking each other
while they were kissing. Sally was sucking Natalie's tits. Joan was sucking
Matt. Jack was sucking Bruce who was sucking Martin. Alice was sucking
Jill's tits, while she fingerfucked Jill.


This was not the place! Not here, not now. Not in the middle of all of
this, not among everybody.

They both knew it. This just could not be part of a huge orgy.

Linda stood up, and offered her hand. Carla took it, and raised too.

(Now I just need a paragraph to mention what a wonderful view that was:
those two stunning girls, standing. You could really see how beautiful
their bodies were. Their shape. How fit they were. How firm were their big
breasts! Their butts, their legs, they were truly something.)

"Come," Linda said, and took Carla, by the hand, away from the crowd.

Carla didn't answered, but it was clear, by her look and the way she
walked, that she trusted Linda. She would follow Linda anywhere.

Of course, they went straight to Linda's bedroom. And, of course, they
didn't bother with clothes. They just walked naked, beautiful. They just
were, at this moment, special.

They went to Linda's bedroom, and closed the door. Linda locked it. They
couldn't even hear the fun downstairs anymore. Carla lay on the bed and
stared at Linda.

Linda sat next to Carla. Just sat and faced her friend (soon-to-be-lover).

Linda touched Carla, again, very softly, slowly, caressing Carla. Carla's
face, neck, shoulders, breasts, stomach, bellybutton... And up.

While Linda caressed Carla's body, they just looked at each other, with
tenderness.

Linda was massaging Carla's fantastic breasts, and then she lowered her
body, for another kiss.

Yes, they kissed and kissed and kissed for a few more minutes. Then Linda
started to go down.

She allowed her lips to travel on Carla's soft skin. Her mouth repeated the
path that her hand had done a few minutes before.

But, this time, she truly went down. She didn't go up after the
bellybutton. She kept kissing and going down, until she felt Carla's
trimmed pubic hair.

And down she went, until she felt Carla's pussy.

She couldn't believe how wet it was! And she could taste Matt's jizz in it.

And she couldn't believe how delicious it was. The jizz and the pussy.

Yes, Linda started to lick that pussy.

And it was all so different than it had been with Amy, hours before. Linda
felt different.

And it made sense. With Amy, it had been experimentation. With Carla, it
was definitely something different. In a way, it felt as if the time with
Amy had served only to make Linda ready for this.

And ready she was.

Most girls are not that great when they suck their second pussy. Linda was
the exception.

She seemed to know exactly what she was doing. Her tongue quickly found
Carla's clit, and it stayed there! Her tongue moved up and down, slowly,
caressing all of Carla's clit, from tip to base.

Carla was in heaven:

"Ooooohhhh... Yes..."

Carla's hands were caressing her own breasts. Her eyes were closed. She was
feeling so much pleasure.

And Linda was the one giving this pleasure.

There was no false move. Linda's tongue was perfect, with no moment of
hesitation, no break to breathe, no change of rhythm. When she stopped
licking, it was to suck that clit just once, and then she immediately
resumed licking, exactly like before.

Linda had one girl in her life, and that was Amy. She had licked only one
pussy, and just once. There was no way that she could be that good at it!
No one is, not that quickly. And yet, she was. How?

I can think on two possible reasons, you can choose the one you like the
best: First, genetics. She was the twin sister of Julie Parker and, fuck,
we all know how good Julie is! Second, Carla was inspiring her. Carla
wasn't giving any instructions (it was obvious that Linda didn't need
them), she wasn't even touching Linda's head and yet, somehow, she did
something to inspire Linda. I guess her presence was enough.

And then, again, Linda did just the perfect thing at the perfect time. She
inserted her finger into Carla's hot pussy. It was so wet that it entered
easily.

And that put Carla over the edge:

"Yes, yes, I'm almost... Oooooohhhhh... Fuuuuuccccck..."

Linda didn't change anything. She kept licking and fingering Carla. And,
then, the obvious thing happened. Carla moaned louder, and then:

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

She came.

Hard.

And Linda kept licking Carla, until Carla simply couldn't take anymore.

"Stop. Oh, please, stop."

Linda smiled:

"Did I do it wrong?"

Carla laughed. And kissed Linda.

They kissed for a few more minutes and, during this time, Carla found the
strength to return the favor. She had to. She couldn't allow Linda to
escape. And she couldn't disappoint her friend.

So they changed positions, and now Carla was the one facing a beautiful
pussy.

Oh, Carla did her best with it!

She had years of experience. Julie and Liz had taught her so much... And,
that Friday night, Carla Ferrara put it all into use.

She licked and sucked that pussy. She explored it with her tongue. She used
her tongue to clean Linda's pussy (Linda still had Bruce's spunk inside
her).

She put Linda Parker in heaven.

Linda had always loved sex, and oral sex was one big part of it, but she
had never felt this way.

She felt completed.

She felt as if she was perfect. Because, after all, this was perfect, and
she was part of it.

It was funny, it was weird, it was crazy, it didn't really make much sense.

It was Carla's sexual disposition that impressed Linda. It was seeing Carla
taking Matt while she licked Alice, it was the way she moved... It was the
slut in Carla that had driven Linda crazy.

And yet... Here they were, two of the greatest sluts this country has ever
known, two women who could take anything anywhere, two sexual dynamos, and
then... they were simply making love. No huge screams, no lots of sweat, no
trying to be a bitch, no fight, no force, no hurry.

And yet... Passion! Definitely passion!

Carla did it. Carla used her tongue on Linda's pussy, on Linda's clit. When
she decided that she would make her girlfriend (yes, girlfriend) cum,
nothing could stop her.

She used that tongue right on Linda's clit. Up and down, she stimulated the
tip of Linda's clit until Linda couldn't take anymore.

Linda was in another planet. She would have a hard time to remember the
names of all her siblings. Hell, she would have a hard time to remember her
own name, if asked.

She could only think on one name: Carla.

And Carla's loving tongue did it all for her.

Carla didn't use her fingers. Her tongue was enough.

Was lovely enough.

It just moved over Linda's clit, moving Linda's clit, putting Linda just
there.

And then, the climax:

"Oooooohhhh..."

It was simply the easiest orgasm in Linda Parker's life.

She didn't force it. She didn't have to look for it. She didn't have to
reach it!

Not. It simply happened to her.

With her.

Linda felt something different, after her orgasm. Something very
different. Could it be love?

She couldn't say it. She had never felt it before.

But she said something that was very revealing, between kisses:

"Don't leave me."

And Carla:

"I won't."

They kissed, and then they slept, together.

Of course, they dreamed about each other.



Next: Still free, still pleasing


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