Date: Fri, 31 Dec 1999 03:18:39 -0600
From: mgoldman_78730@yahoo.com
Subject: Second story submission....

Again, if you're under 18, read something else.  If you're not turned on by
romance and hot sex between women, this is not for you.....

A Moist Date.. Part Two, The Dance Club

For just the first half of their evening together, Monica and Jennifer had
gotten very "close", very fast.  After returning to their table and some
questioning looks from their waiter, they settled in for a drink to finish
the meal and discuss where they would be off to next.  The difference in
their relationship between when they had left for the bath room and then
returned was like night and day.  They openly held hands at the table,
rubbed each other's feet under the table, and gazed lustfully into each
other's eyes.

After a few moments to settle back down, they decided to go on to "The
Hole", an exclusive dance club in town that catered to a very fast crowd.
They paid the bill and took Jennifer's car, since it would be easier just
to go with one.  And it would give them a few more moments alone together.
As Jennifer drove, Monica freely slid her hand under the brunette's black
leather miniskirt and slid her fingers in and around her thong.

"Hey, baby, I'm going to drive off the road if you don't hold off for a
while," whined the voluptuous Latin girl.

But Monica wouldn't stop, she had a whole new world to "explore".  "Don't
worry, I just want to smell my fingers when I want to be closer to your
pussy while we're at the club."  With that, Monica raised her left hand to
her nose a sniffed.  It was a heady aroma of leather, sweat, perfume and
cunt juice.  "Hmmmm."

Jennifer laughed as they parked the car and got out.  Her thong was a total
wet mess now, but she loved it that way.  It meant she was having fun.

The two girls held hands as they swayed to the club entrance.  There was a
line stretching down the block. All types of people were hoping to get in.
But it may not be tonight.

"Oh, no.  It's mobbed tonight."  Monica said as they pulled up in front of
the roped off entrance.  A huge bouncer stood with a clipboard.  Few were
getting by.  "This is not a good sign.  We'll never get in."

Jennifer thought a moment, then turned to whisper in her date's ear.  "I
have an idea, come with me and follow my lead."  She pulled her blonde
girlfriend by the hand to stand right in front of the bouncer.

"Hey, we need to get in, dude.  Whaddaya say?"  Jennifer thrust her breasts
out of the straining blouse under the black leather jacket.  She knew two
girls walking up to him decked in black leather, boots, platforms, holding
hands, would at least get his attention.

"You on the list, ladies?"  He asked.

"No, but I'm sure we can get on."  Jennifer suddenly swung Monica around to
face her tightly, bent her arm behind the blonde's back, clutched the back
of her head, and locked her mouth to the juicy red lips.  She made sure to
make it a wet, sloppy kiss, filling her mouth with that long, serpentine
tongue.  While surprised by the sudden move, Monica gladly responded and
opened her mouth to receive the girl's hot tongue.  They both moaned in
passion.

After a few moments of this lip munching, they broke the kiss and looked at
the bouncer.  "Yeah, that'll do it, girls.  You're in.  Have a great time
and don't do anything I wouldn't do."  The bouncer smiled broadly, removed
the velvet rope, and ushered them to the front door.  The girls swayed into
the club, wiping the saliva from their chins with the back of their hands.

It was dark inside and took their eyes a moment to get adjusted.  Music
thumped through their bodies, strobe lights flickered, voices formed white
noise, bodies moved in all directions.  It was just the right place to have
fun.

Jennifer led the way, holding Monica's hand, heading toward the main room
and the bar for a drink.  Monica looked around at the side rooms, the
couches in seclusion, and saw one or two very female couples lip-locked in
feverish make-out sessions.  There were many more male/female couplings,
but, with the course her date had taken so far, she was particularly in
tune with the girl-girl sessions that were taking place on the side.  Just
before reaching the bar, she briefly noticed an extremely busty Nordic
blonde in some kind of shiny black cat-suit sitting on the lap of an
equally very busty Asian girl on the couch.  Their arms were wrapped
tightly around each other and their faces were joined at the mouth in deep
tongue-kiss.  While seeing them briefly, Monica did notice the busty
blonde's high platform boots dangling from the Oriental girl's lap.  Then
she was at the bar with her beautiful girl-date and ready for a drink.

The girls had several drinks while being hit on by every guy in the
vicinity.  They didn't pay for a drink in about an hour, but discouraged
any further moves by the guys.  It was simply a matter of saying, "She's my
date tonight, big boy." And making out in front of them.  They got the
idea.

"Hey, baby, you wanna dance?"  Jennifer asked Monica.  "I'm ready to fire
up the place."

"Sure, let's go.  I'm getting tired of saying no to these guys anyhow.
Time to grind it."  This time, Monica took the lead, grabbed her
girlfriend's hand and took her out to the broiling dance floor.  Bodies
were jumping, grinding, gyrating to the music almost in unison to the heavy
bass beat.  They quickly got into the rhythm and moved together, breast to
breast, practically crotch to crotch.  They held each others hands or ran
them over their leather-clad thighs and ass cheeks.  It was warm and they
began to work up a great sweat.  But who cared about sweat, they were into
the scene.

While dancing, Monica began turning around to face away from Jennifer.  To
her surprise, as she turned, she faced directly into the busty Nordic
blonde who was grinding away just like her.  Next to her was the equally
big-titted Oriental girl, moving with her eyes closed.  The Nordic blonde
looked at Monica through lidded eyes and smiled, moving more to face her as
they both danced.  The two pairs of breasts were so huge that they couldn't
help rubbing in time with the music.  Nipples hardened immediately.  The
Asian girl smiled at Monica, then looked over her shoulder and smiled at
Jennifer, moving over to her as her new dance partner.  All of this
happened so naturally and quickly that Monica didn't think much of it,
especially since everyone always danced with everyone at these clubs.  But
she did feel some moisture begin to gather between her legs.  Especially
when the Nordic girl reached out one hand and placed it on Monica's
leather-covered hip.  A sultry smile grew on the big-breasted stranger's
mouth.

As the music continued to beat, Monica began to check out this new dance
partner.  She had a very 1960's look with heavy eye makeup, white lipstick
over very full lips, long fake eyelashes and a black beauty mark by her
upper lip.  Her hair was light, almost platinum blonde and teased up into a
'60's style flip.  Facially, the girl had the indolent sensuality of Pamela
Anderson.  She wore a shiny black lycra cat-suit that hugged her like a
second skin.  The tank top squeezed her breasts into very deep cleavage
that bounced as she danced.  Her thigh-high black leather boots were tied
all the way up and accentuated her tight, round ass.  She wore a very short
black leather biker jacket very similar to the one Monica wore.  It didn't
look as if it could close over her breasts.  As she was chewing some
Day-Glo lime green colored gum, Monica could tell she had a gold tongue
stud.  Very sexy.  Monica new she had a date with her, but this was a very
interesting turn of events.  Another interesting attribute she noticed when
the Nordic girl raised her arms while dancing.  Her armpits had a good
growth of blonde hair matted with sweat.  Monica had not seen a girl,
especially one so beautiful, with unshaven armpits.  This produced a
curiously erotic reaction in the girl as her imagination began to flow,
along with some fluid from her cunt.  For some strange reason, Monica began
to fantasize about french-kissing the busty blonde's hairy armpit.  She
suddenly felt the need to dance closer to those upraised arms to get a
closer look--and sniff, if she could.

While Jennifer thought nothing of Monica turning around during the dance,
she was a bit surprised when the busty Asian girl moved over to wedge
herself in front. She was a knock-out looker, that's for sure.  Jennifer
had never seen an Asian girl with breasts that size.  She thought, from the
way she moved, that she must be a dancer--of some kind.  As she noticed
Monica dancing with the Nordic blonde, Jennifer's attention was drawn to
this new beauty grinding in front of her.  The girl had very thick, long,
straight black hair that hung over her shoulders.  Her face was one of the
most sensual she had ever seen.  Thick, pouty lips covered in glossy
burgundy lipstick--much like her own--heavy eye make up--and just the look
of a sexual predator.  Her almond shaped eyes lidded with sensuality yet,
when gazing at Jennifer, she knew what she wanted.  Her outfit set off her
body perfectly--black stretch lycra belly shirt tank top that squeezed her
36DD breasts tightly together to form cleavage that Jennifer wanted to sink
her face into. One fashion accessory Jennifer noticed were the short black
kid leather gloves on the girl's hands.  The Asian girl wore skin tight
matching black lycra hip-hugger bell bottoms which outlined the girls
tight, round ass cheeks.  As she moved, Jennifer could see her belly button
with several gold loops.  The low ride of her pants reached down almost to
the top of her cunt, but not quite.  An incredible black dragon tattoo
encircled her belly button.  The bottom of the bell bottoms rested
perfectly on a pair of black leather platform high heels that revealed
perfectly painted burgundy toe nails.  And to top it all off, she wore a
short stylish black leather biker jacket that was open and no match for her
tits as she moved her arms.  This was any girl's Asian wet dream!  But
suddenly Jennifer noticed one other unusual thing.  As this new girl slid
in front of her, dancing sensually, she raised her arms up and revealed a
healthy growth of black hair under her armpits!  As sexually active as the
Latino girl had been with other women, she had never seen a girl with such
armpit hair.  Usually they were closely shaved both under the arms and
cunt.  This was something new, and it turned her on for some strange
reason.  She noticed the hair matted with sweat and wondered what it would
smell like.  She thought she might find out sooner or later.  Jennifer and
the Asian girl moved together, breast to breast, as they danced.  The new
girl smiled seductively at her as four nipples grew very, very hard.  This
was going to be interesting!

The dance beat continued to pulse, in time with Monica's breasts rubbing
against those of the Nordic girl.  The two girls had placed one hand on the
other's hip to connect them.  The busty blonde's arm went up to rest on
Monica's shoulder.  Her hand clutched the back of her head.  Monica looked
into the girl's eyes, as the Nordic girl brought their faces slowly
together.  Monica was mesmerized, entranced by this sexual animal writhing
against her.  Her eyes shifted to the blonde's full, glistening lips as
they drew closer, closer.  Just as she began to open her mouth to prepare
for a kiss, the busty Nordic girl slid her face aside, bringing those lips
to Monica's ear.

"I'm Vixxen, baby.  Vixxen.  Who are you?  I need to know who's makin' my
cunt so wet."  A warm, wet tongue licked at her ear softly.

Monica's pulse was pounding to the beat.  As sexy as the bathroom scene was
with Jennifer, this was getting to her even faster.  She turned her face in
so she could place her lips by Vixxen's ear.  She smelled of perfume,
sweat, and leather from her jacket.  An incredibly sexy smell.  Before
speaking, she sniffed deeply to remember the odor.  "I'm Monica," she felt
the Nordic girl's hand massaging the back of her head and neck, feeling her
long nails scraping at her scalp. Unable to think of anything else to say,
and unsure if she should return the lick, "I love your outfit, very sexy."

"Thanks, Monica.  With no bra or panties, it feels so good, especially on
my tits and cunt.  Why don't we go sit somewhere and get to know each
other?"  Another lick, but, this time she felt the tongue stud.

"I'd love to, Vixxen, but I'm here with my date, Jennifer.  I don't
think--"

"Oh, don't worry about her.  I've got a date too.  Ronni and I have been
seeing each other awhile.  We work together.  She's cool with it.  Let her
dance with your girlfriend.  It'll be cool.  When they're done, Ronni'll
bring her over to join us.  Really, it'll be cool.  Come on, babe."  Monica
felt Vixxen's hot breath on her ear, then her lips and tongue as she
quickly french kissed her ear.  It was too much to pass up.  She glanced
over at Jennifer and saw the Latino girl grinding together with the Asian
girl with the huge tits.  They were staring into each other's eyes and
moving tit to tit, crotch to crotch.  She would have come just looking at
them if she hadn't been brought back to the Nordic blonde by a hand
grabbing hers.  Fingers interlaced.

"Okay, I guess so.  But let's not go so far."  Monica waved to get
Jennifer's attention and, when the brunette glanced over, pointed to the
couch area.  Jennifer nodded briefly then returned to her attention to the
sexy Asian girl.

Vixxen led her by the hand toward the dark couch area off the dance floor.
Their hands were sweaty yet interlaced tightly.  Monica allowed the busty
blonde to lead while she got a better look at her ass and legs.  They were
incredible.  The cheeks were round and hard, the waist wasp-narrow, the
legs very well-muscled.  She followed closely behind the other girl until
they reached a secluded area of plush leather club chairs and couches.
People were coupled in various embraces or talking intimately.  A club
chair was open and Vixxen drew Monica around and guided her down to sit in
the chair.  As Monica settled into the chair, the other girl immediately
sat in her lap and snuggled down to face her.  Vixxen's arms wrapped around
Monica's neck, drawing their faces closely near.  She leaned into Monica's
ample breasts while Monica's arms reflexively went around the Nordic girl's
waist and shoulder.

"Oh, this is cozy.  I love sitting on a girl's lap.  It gets us close, ya
know?"  Vixxen breathed into Monica's face as they gazed into each other's
eyes.  "No one cares here, we're all friends.  Hey, you feel nice, baby.
You like this?"

Monica was swept away by the speed by which this was all happening.  Her
cunt, below her black leather jeans, was juicing so much she thought she
had orgasmed.  Her nipples had been hard but now were like rocks.  "Yeah,
this is nice, Vixxen.  Very nice," was about all she could breathe.

"Hey, I like these leather jeans, Monica, I have a pair like them!  Very
sexy, very hot on you."  Vixxen said as she reached her long-nailed hand
down to Monica's leather-covered crotch and massaged slowly.  She reached
down between her legs and around to her ass crack, then up and down her
thigh.  Monica closed her eyes and almost came right then and there.  "Yes,
very nice. Mmmmmmmm...."  Vixxen held her hand to her nose and sniffed.
"Very nice, Monica.  I like that smell.  Do you?"  She held her hand to
Monica's nose.  Without thinking, Monica sniffed her own leather/sweat/cunt
smell.

"Yeah, yeah I guess I do.  You're very hot yourself, Vixxen.  I like your
outfit too.  And..."  Suddenly Monica realized the beauty mark by the
girl's lip was actually a small tattoo of a pair of female lips by her own
upper lip.  "That's an interesting tattoo. I didn't notice it before."

"Oh, yeah.  I got it for Ronni.  Cool, huh?  I always like her lips
somewhere near mine.  Let me give you a closer view, huh?"  With that,
Vixxen drew her face slowly toward Monica's.  The girl realized this was
the moment she had been waiting for since the Nordic blonde had jumped her
on the dance floor.  Their eyes locked until Monica looked down at Vixxen's
lips approaching hers.  She saw Vixxen's tongue with its stud slide out to
run along her white-lipsticked lips and moisten them in preparation for
kissing Monica.  Monica quickly did the same as she ran her tongue over
upper and lower lip, slicking it for the mouth to mouth contact about to
happen.  The two big-titted blondes finally kissed.  The two full feminine
pairs of lips mashed hotly together, mouths immediately opening to allow
long, thick, saliva-coated tongues to intertwine and slide from one mouth
to the other.  One girl's tongue would slide wetly along teeth and gums,
exploring the inner reaches of the other girl's mouth.  Then the other girl
would suck the other's tongue deep into her mouth, teeth scraping teeth,
lips mashing against lips.  Burgundy and white lipsticks smeared from one
mouth to the other.  Saliva leaked from each girl's mouth onto her chins
and upper lip.  Monica felt the unusually sexy sensation of Vixxen's tongue
stud whipping around her own tongue and teeth.  The combination of Vixxen's
soft tongue and lips with the hard surface of the stud made the french kiss
incredibly erotic.  She sucked at Vixxen's tongue, savoring the taste of
the girl's saliva and feel of the brass stud.  Vixxen kissed Monica knowing
the tongue stud was having its desired effect.

While the girls were making out in their dark corner of the couch area,
their hands feverishly massaged backs, necks, roughly plunged into hair.
Vixxen had wrapped both arms around Monica's neck as their faces moved from
side to side at right angles as the kiss increased its passion and depth.
Cheeks hollowed as tongues were sucked into mouths.  Monica's hand clutched
Vixxen's ass cheek, while Vixxen had found Monica's face and chin, framing
it with a thumb and forefinger, then sliding up into her hair.  Their
breasts were pressed against each other, nipples hard.  They moaned into
each other's mouths as their passion mounted.  In the darkness of their
corner, with people partying all around and paying no mind, the two
beautiful, busty blondes were left to their intimate make-out session.
Clubbers were too involved with their own revelry to notice the girls
locked in passionate embrace.

Jennifer had seen her girlfriend Monica led from the dance floor to a dark
area of couches by the busty blonde girl who looked like a taller Pamela
Anderson.  Curiosity about her date quickly passed through her mind until
this incredible Asian girl grinding against her demanded her attention.
Monica would be fine, she'd catch up to her--after all, this girl was with
the blonde, wasn't she?  They seemed to be together when they approached
her and Monica.  Suddenly she felt the Asian girl's hand slide around to
the rear of her black leather mini skirt and clutch one ass cheek,
massaging it while drawing their crotches together in a grinding motion.
Their faces drew closer and closer, only an each or two apart as they
continued moving to the heavy bass beat.  The beat was beginning to mirror
the rising pulse of Jennifer's leaking cunt.  She could feel a slight
dripping down the inside of one leg.  The busty Asian girl placed her other
hand with its kid leather glove on her cheek, near her mouth and nose.  She
slowly massaged the cheek with the leather-covered hand.  Jennifer could
smell the heady aroma of the leather.  The Asian girl seemed to know what
effect the glove would have as the gorgeous brunette sniffed at the
leather.  She massaged around her cheek and nose, giving the girl a good
feel of the soft, supple kidskin glove.

"Who are you, baby?  I have to know who you are, who's making my pussy so
wet and my nipples so hard."  The Asian girl breathed the words into
Jennifer's face, smelling of Scotch and peppermint.  "You have such a nice,
tight leather ass, baby."

Jennifer watched the full pouty lips move with the words.  She noticed the
brass stud in the girl's tongue and it added to the lust that was building
between her legs.  "Jenn, Jennifer.  Who are you?  My nips are probably
just as hard as yours now too."

"Ronni. Ronni. Remember my name, sweetheart.  I want to make an impression
on you."  Jennifer noticed that the Asian girl was running her tongue stud
along the bottom of her upper lip, along to each corner of her lips.  She
watched the trail of saliva that was left along her mouth.  She raised a
gloved hand near to their faces.  "You like my gloves?  Ummmmm."  She
sniffed at her palm.  "Nothing I like better than the smell of pussy and
leather.  Hey, I want to make a big impression, sweetie."  With that, Ronni
wrapped both arms around the beautiful brunette and ground her cunt into
Jennifer's.

"Oh, you are doing that, Ronni.  You are definitely doing that.  But I'm
here with a date.  Monica, that blonde your friend was dancing with, is
with me for our first date.  If I were solo, I'd have my tongue down your
throat by now.  Or somewhere else.  But I can't--"

"No, no Jenn.  No problem.  Vixxen's my date tonight.  We dance together at
the Black Raven men's club down the street.  We've been seeing each other a
while, but we're both cool with these things.  She's probably in some
corner making out with your girl now, humping away on the couch or
somethin'.  Why do you think she grabbed her off the floor?  You can
probably tell she's very persuasive.  And with that killer bod?"  Ronni
smiled a sly, sexy, seductive grin.  "But I can be persuasive too, baby."

"Well, I don't knn--" Jennifer began to say until Ronni's Asian lips
suddenly pressed softly on hers.  They were so full and pliant.  Even
though Jennifer had very large, sexy lips, Ronni's covered hers and mashed
them together.  "Mmmmffff... ummmmm..... ummmffff", was all Jennifer could
get out as their faces moved together.  She could suddenly feel Ronni's
tongue slide out of her mouth and insinuate itself seductively through her
lips.  The Latin girl was easily persuaded.  She opened her mouth and
allowed Ronni full entrance.  Her heat level rose quickly as she felt the
tongue stud rub along her own tongue.  It was like awakening a sleeping
serpent.  Their tongues began to dance together, slipping and sliding from
one mouth to the other.  Saliva accompanied the tongues and formed a wet
trail on and around their mouths.  Teeth clicked against teeth, tongues ran
across gums and inside their cheeks.

While the packed dance floor writhed with moving bodies, lost in their own
worlds, no one paid much attention to the two gorgeous women locked in a
passionate kiss, trying hard to swallow each other's tongues.  Then they
both opened their mouths wide and licked each other's tongues all over-top
and bottom. They locked their mouths over each other at right angles so
that their tongues were invisible. Anyone who has experienced a deep French
kiss knows what was happening inside. One could visualize those hot
tongues, slick with saliva, wrapping around and around each other, gliding
over and over each other.  The two women were locked together at the
mouth. Their full, soft lips were munching away at each other. Their heads
twisted back and forth slipping luscious lip over luscious lip, and every
few seconds their mouths opened and tongues darted in and out. One and then
the other inserted her tongue deep in the mouth of her dance partner, and
as she withdrew it, the other sucked it briefly as if reluctant to let it
go. After trading off several of these tongue sucks, Ronni stuck her tongue
way out and Jennifer wrapped her lips firmly around it. This time the Asian
girl plunged her tongue through the tightly puckered lips of the Latin girl
and fucked the female mouth with it.

Ronni broke the kiss and gazed into Jennifer's eyes.  "Let's go find the
girls, huh?  We can get more comfortable sitting down.  If we're gonna
sweat, why waste it with dancin'?"  Jennifer nodded breathlessly and found
Ronni's hand.  As their fingers interlaced, she followed the beautiful
Asian girl to the dark couch area in search of their dates.  It gave her
some time to think after the passionate make-out session on the dance
floor.  She was bi, and had a boyfriend, but this was incredible.  It was
knocking her off the fence directly into another woman's arms.  She had
never experienced the passion that was happening to her tonight.  Between
Monica in the bathroom at the restaurant and Ronni on the dance floor of
the club, she was ready to make it a regular thing. To think that, back at
the water cooler at the office, she had just wanted to hit on a sexy blonde
she worked with.  Just a simple first date and hopefully wind up making out
in the car.  But this was more she could have hoped for.  And the night was
still young!  She was wondering what Monica was thinking... and was about
to find out!

Monica and Vixxen were cuddling on the club chair, occasionally licking
each other's tongues, whispering in each other's ears and laughing,
massaging female lips on lips.  They had long since smeared each other's
lipstick on the other's mouth.  Vixxen had a hand idly rubbing Monica's
breast while Monica was doing the same to the blonde's ass.  For someone
who had never even considered a date with another girl, this night was
turning into a revelation for Monica.  She could see where the evening was
heading, and it was making her more turned on than she had ever felt
before.

Ronni and Jennifer emerged from the crowd holding hands and came up next to
their chair, looking down at the intertwined girls.

"See, Jenn?  I told you.  They're getting to know each other.  Everything's
cool.  You girls been having fun?"  Ronni smiled at Vixxen, then Monica.

"Well, hey, baby!  Yeah, me and Monica have been getting real close.
Right?"  Vixxen looked at the two girls standing next to her, then at
Monica.

"Yeah, Vix.  I guess so.  We've been, uh, getting acquainted."  Monica
still felt odd despite the passion she had been sharing with the busty
Nordic blonde.  Her date, Jennifer was standing right there with this
incredibly sexy Asian girl wrapped around her.

"That's good, right Jenn?"  Ronni looked at Jennifer for confirmation, but
didn't wait.  She looked back at Monica.  "Hey, I'm Ronni.  So nice to meet
you, Monica."  She reached out, took Monica's hand seductively, then used
it to pull herself to Monica's face.  Unable to move since Vixxen was
sitting on her lap, Monica allowed Ronni to kiss her wetly.  The kiss
turned into a brief but deep-tonguing french kiss.

When they broke the kiss, Monica said, "Nice to meet you, Ronni.  Very
nice."  And she meant it.

"I'm Vixxen, Jennifer.  Come over and say hi."  The busty blonde reached
for brunette.  Jennifer smiled and closed the distance, taking her hand and
moving in for the kiss.  They too indulged in a pulse-pounding yet brief
french kiss.  Jennifer placed her hand on Vixxen's thigh and squeezed while
they shared saliva.  She could smell Vixxen's perfume and the strong
leather scent of her jacket, mixed with the girl-sweat.  Her pulse
rocketed, but she forced herself to pull back.

"Hey, baby."  Jennifer turned to Monica without getting back up and shared
the same deep-tonguing french kiss with her date.  She didn't want Monica
to feel as if she had been forgotten.  Monica suddenly flashed back to the
bathroom at the restaurant.  Her cunt began to juice again.

"Hey, don't I get some, Vix?"  Ronni moved over and grabbed the busty
blonde's hair roughly and pulled her face to hers.  They opened their
mouths before kissing and stuck out their tongues.  The brass studs each
had clicked on each other as the tongues dueled.  Strands of saliva formed
bridges between their mouths.  Then they swallowed each other's tongues and
sucked.

Then the introductions were over.  "Hey, I got an idea, girly girls," said
Ronni, "Why don't we ditch this place and go somewhere we can be alone and
party?  Us girls need some quality time to get to know each other.  With
all this sweat girl leather between us, I think we can have a great time."
The Asian girl rubbed her leather-jacketed arms around Jennifer's own
leather-covered body.  She loudly sniffed the air.  "Hmmmmm, and I love the
smell of leather, pussy and sweat.  What do you think?"

"Sounds good to me!  I was just getting started with Monica, and we could
use some privacy all together, huh?"  Vixxen stuck her tongue out at
Monica.  It had a large, slimy gob of whitish saliva on the surface.  She
waved the tongue and the spit ball at the girl with her on the chair.

Monica thought she'd orgasm right then.  She reached out with her own
tongue and lapped the spit off Vixxen's.  "Hmmm.  Good to the last drop.
I'm game--Jenn?  You okay with this?"

Jennifer's eyes lidded with lust.  She was ready to jump on any one of the
three girls right then and there.  "Oh, yeah.  Let's go before I cream in
my thong right now.  We can go to my place, if you want."

"Good, then let's boogey."  Ronni raised her arms and shimmied her belly.
Monica noticed the tufts of hair under her armpits, matted with sweat.  She
had the sudden urge to lock her mouth under the girl's arm and lick the
sweat off the hair, smelling the fragrance of leather and sweat.  But she'd
have to wait for that opportunity.  What was once two, now was four.  The
options had just doubled.

Vixxen and Monica uncoupled themselves from the chair and got up.  Once
again, the couples were as originally.  Monica and Jennifer walked out
behind their new friend, arms lovingly around each other's waists.  Vixxen
and Ronni held hands on the way out.  They decided to use one car and
jumped in for the short trip to Jennifer's apartment.

In the back, Ronni and Vixxen began making out with wet, deep kisses to
make up for lost time.  As Jennifer drove, Monica slid her hand under the
black leather miniskirt again.  This time her fingers dove for Jennifer's
wet cunt.  It was a difficult drive for Jennifer, but they made it in
record time.

More to "come" in Part Three.....  let me know what you think of this one
mgoldman_78730@yahoo.com if you care to... always interested in opinions!


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