Part 20 -- Christmas and a Completely Debauched New Year's

 

Part of me did not want to be working during my Christmas break but the rational part of me won out, reminding my lazy-ass part that I not only needed the money for our goal of getting an apartment when the spring semester was over but that I also needed the hours to advance to journeyman status. The result of all this was that I was very much Working Girl and much less Fucking My Girlfriend Girl. I was coming to the realization that adulthood was not as easy as it is portrayed in TV. Lisa was sad that they didn't need her in her old job at the dance studio but she did find a part-time job at the mall working at one of those Hickory Farms pop-up stores that appear every Christmas. It was a little too close to returning to working with food for her taste but she turned out to be very good at sales, especially to older people. They found her to be just as adorable as I did and my sweetie was good at selling cheese and assorted sausages.

 

Allison did her best to keep me busy and being busy meant the money kept coming in. The week before I came home our area had been hit by an ice storm, a common midwestern thing in early winter, and we spent a lot of time repairing damaged wiring out on farms in the area. One farm we went to had horses, we were fixing the barn's heating system, and I thought of Sam and wondered if she had managed to get Tracey naked yet. I had not gotten to meet this girl yet but I thought I knew who she was from the QSA meetings.

 

A down side of working out in the country was I did get really cold, especially my hands, and so at the end of the day I would head to the coffee shop for some nice hot tea. Sometimes Lisa would be there, other times I went to the mall first just to be with her for a while. I was sitting on the Crying Couch at the coffee shop with my nice, hot black Darjeeling when I heard the little bell on the door ring. I turned to see if it was Lisa but I saw a beautiful head of red hair and knew it was Carrie. She came over and sat down beside me with her overly sweet coffee concoction (she and Lisa loved those things).

 

I gave her a kiss on the cheek, "How are you doing sweetie? How's things with Willa?"

She smiled, and I hoped that meant good news, "We're good. I did what you and Lisa suggested, I told her I wanted to be more public in our relationship but that I also understood if she wanted to come out slowly. She was good with that and we celebrated by her smothering me with her boobs." For such a small girl Willa had some epic breasts, so I was sure Carrie had enjoyed that. "I talked this over with Willa and I wanted to see if you and Lisa would want to go on a double date with us. I'm not sure if Willa wants to have an orgy later but she did say she would like to just go somewhere with some people where she could be out and be herself."

 

"Her school's choir," Willa went to the same private school that Rita and Alecia had gone to, "Has a program out front of the courthouse, by the big Christmas tree, and I thought maybe after the concert was done we could go to that Chinese place you and Lisa love for some dinner."

 

"I'll check with Lisa but I know if she doesn't have to work she would love that and I am sure Mrs. Tsing would love to meet you girls too."

 

Willa was in her school's madrigal group, just like Lisa had been back in high school, and the girls were all wearing the traditional elaborate dark velvet dresses. Lisa whispered in my ear reminding me that when she was up there singing when we first started dating she hadn't been wearing panties; I felt nicely tingly with that memory. After the concert Willa did get changed, those dresses are heavy, hot, and expensive and we went to the Jade Emperor for dinner. Amanda, Mrs. Tsing granddaughter was now running the register all on her own and she was excited to see us, calling out to her grandmother in Chinese that we were here. Mrs. Tsing peppered us worth questions about college and we introduced her to Carrie and Willa. I thought it was very cute that Amanda asked if Jan was with us, she definitely had a crush on him, and she was rather sad that he and Rita weren't with us. Carrie and Willa were certainly more sophisticated than I had been the first time Lisa brought me to the Jade Emperor and there was no repeat of the hot mustard fiasco; I think I am still featured in the restaurant's folklore with my reaction to Chinese mustard.

 

We were enjoying our tea and fortune cookies when I saw Willa and Carrie looking at each other like they were deciding who was going to talk. After a moment Carrie cleared her throat, "So Mom is traveling, again," Carrie's mom traveled a lot for business, "And I'm home alone. Would you two want to come to my house with me and Willa?"

 

Lisa's smile was positively predatory (she loved Carrie's red hair), "That's a silly question, we would love to."

 

We were sitting on the big sectional in Carrie's TV room and, surprisingly, we weren't naked yet. Carrie was in my lap and Willa was in Lisa's. Both girls pulled off their tops so that we could take their bras off. I was sucking hard in Carrie's nipples while Lisa was sinking her teeth into Willa's big, soft breasts.

 

Willa was pulling on Lisa's white hair, pulling her head back, and her voice was almost a hiss, "We've watched girls rub their pussys in the videos so we want you and Cindy to show us how to do it."

 

Lisa pushed Willa off of her and got up, wriggling out of her jeans and panties, tossing her bra aside, before sitting on the floor, her long legs spread wide to expose her pink pussy and her wet, white bush. I stripped down and joined her on the floor, sliding my left leg over her right and her right leg over my left so that we were mashed together, boobs mushrooming out and pussys pressed tight. We were both working our hips, taking advantage of the empty house to be as loud as we wanted to, moaning each time our clits rubbed together. By now Carrie and Willa were naked too and they were watching us with unabashed lust as we rubbed together harder and harder. It had taken a lot of practice but when we were tribbing like this we were pretty good at making sure we climaxed together and we managed that very well this time.

 

I pulled Carrie off the couch and got her on top of me so her red bush was right on mine. Gripping her tight little butt, I started her rubbing her pussy against mine and she figured it out pretty quick, moving her hips slowly at first while we kneaded each other's breasts. Lisa and Willa were on their sides in the scissoring position, grinding their wet pussys together. Me and Lisa, experienced lesbians that were (Ha!), did our best to reach orgasm right along with our young friends and we were pretty successful at it. We all sat on the floor in a tangle of naked girl bodies, all of us pretty worn out. I think Carrie and Willa wanted to learn more but we needed to get home; Lisa suggested they find of copy of The Joy of Lesbian Sex, like she had years ago and work their way through the book.

 

I went to church with Lisa and her family Christmas Eve. I think Lisa was a little sad to not be singing with the choir but she enjoyed seeing her friends and told them all about her experience in the choir back in Bloomington. The director was quite pleased when Lisa told her she was helping with the children's choir and loving it immensely. When I got home everyone had gone to bed but I saw there was an envelope on the kitchen table addressed to me that had come in the mail. I opened it and inside with a birthday card from Mrs. Graff with a note from her, "Dear Cindy, I wanted you to know that Jane and Trillian have settled in with her friend and they are both doing well and Jane says that she hopes to someday repay you girls for your bravery and kindness. I've enclosed a birthday present for you from myself, Katherine, and Fred (though Fred doesn't know)," here she added a smiley face, "And I know you will put it to good use. Happy Birthday Dear!" and it was signed by her and Katherine. Inside was a rather sizeable gift certificate to Penzey's which would pretty much keep me well supplied with spices for several years to come as well as a gift certificate for a place called Williams-Sonoma. I had never heard of that place before but looking it up online I saw that they sold very nice kitchen gear and if we managed to get our own apartment this coming summer I could use that.

 

Lisa came over after lunch on Christmas Day. She showed me the card Mrs. Graff had sent her and her hands were shaking. Inside was a hand-written note on a piece of very nice cardstock announcing that, assuming they weren't using it, Lisa (and a guest, that would be Me!) would be able to use their theater society pass whenever she wanted to go to any play in the Chicago area. There was another card with very nice calligraphy (I wondered if that was Rita's work) inviting us to attend a fundraising gala for cancer research at the Field Museum in June. Lisa told me, "Flip the card over," her voice trembling. On the back it read, "Guests of Honor: Olivia Newton-John and HRH Diana, Princess of Wales," as well as some other celebrities that I didn't give an over-ripe shit about. I am sure my squeal of joy scared our neighbors for quite a distance and we were both jumping up and down, holding each other's hands. Janet poked her head in my bedroom to see what was going on, probably assuming some next level kinky sex. She read the card, kissed Lisa with huge passion and then looked at me, "You are not wearing sneakers to this one Fuzzball, you will need some proper clothes to wear. I trust Lisa to look fabulous, but you are going to need serious help." Mrs. Graff, or more likely her assistant, had included a note to Lisa that these invites were for the both of us but she sent them to Lisa so that she would be able to report back to Mrs. G what my reaction was.

 

As the reality of all this set in I realized I was going to have some work to do; I had arms around Lisa, my hands on her butt, and pulling her in close to our boobs mashed together. "You know how little attention I've paid to clothes, especially frilly, girly stuff, over my entire life. I have no idea how to go shopping for something like this." I looked into her blue eyes, "Babe, save me!"

 

"Do not worry your cute self, baby, I'll be there every step of the way. I do think we will need some help, and I don't think Janet would be helpful. I love your sister, and she's sexy as hell, but she tends to go for a sluttier look and I don't think that's what you want to wear to meet a princess. I think the same thing would go for asking Ellie too."

 

"So, who do we ask?"

 

Lisa was deep in thought, "Well, we can certainly ask Rita. She always looks good and she understands these social circles. The same goes, in a way, for Jan. He's met royalty; if nothing else he can teach us the protocol for meeting someone like Diana. I think we could also ask Carolina, she's always elegantly dressed."

 

"What about Clarissa's girlfriend Holly? She always looks like she could be on the cover of Vogue."

 

"That's a good idea. We could also get advice from your friend Cornelius, he's seen lots of glamorous women, he probably could give us pointers on what would look good on you."

 

"We can talk to Owen too. He seems to have great taste, at least in men's clothes, and I bet he has ideas about women's fashion too.

 

I was feeling better, we now had a plan.

 

I wasn't really sure how Mom and Dad felt about me going to another all-night New Year's party but if they had concerns they kept them to themselves. Janet had not been invited to Alecia's but she told Lisa that she felt "less lesbian" these days, except where Lisa and Ellie were concerned, and besides she was going to a party with Anthony and a group of her friends. Privately, Lisa and I speculated as to whether this party would be an orgy as well. We guessed it wouldn't because, in our experience, guys were much more uptight about gay sex than girls were. In any case we were sure Janet would have some (hopefully) pleasurable sex.

 

We went to Alecia's party just wearing sweats and t-shirts, no point in getting dressed up if you're going to be naked for the next twelve hours. Walking into the living room, Steph grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto the floor, begging me to sit on her face.

I happily did as I was told, my fingers buried in her short blonde hair. Alecia had pinned Lisa against a wall and was down between her legs, her curly black hair totally obscuring Lisa's pussy as she went to work devouring my girlfriend's delicious pussy.

 

From there it was an evening of each of us fucking our friends. Rita was fucking everyone with her puffy, pink nipples, Michelle was in a frenzy rubbing her pussy on each of the other girls and I was loving eating girls from behind so that I could taste their pussys and their butts. It wasn't as big a party as Steph had thrown the year before but Alecia had just invited her closest friends and she just wanted college girls there. Each one of us took a turn running our tongues over Alecia's dark pussy while she leaned up against another girl who reached around to knead her wonderful, brown tits.

 

Michelle had brought a double dildo with her and she announced that we would have a "tractor pull" contest. We would draw named and two girls at a time would go at it with one end of the dildo in her pussy, whoever kept the dildo in her pussy would win. Lisa and I giggled, we had done this several years ago with Lee's girlfriend Annie; Lisa had won because I was just too wet to hang onto the dildo with my pussy muscles. Once again, my wet cunt betrayed me. Michelle was able to hold the pink dildo in her delicious pussy and she pulled it right out of me but she did press her pussy to mine so that her dense bush meshed with mine as we rubbed together; we almost managed to climax together. Steph must have been just as wet as I was because Alecia quickly pulled the dildo out from her; we consoled each other by wrapping our nude bodies together in a 69; Steph squealed happily whenever I would push my tongue into her butt. In the end it came down to Alecia and Rita and Rita's almost hairless pussy was no match for Alecia's sexy tight body.

 

We watched Dick Clark drop the big ball in Times Square (even though it had happened an hour earlier), toasting with some champagne and lots of kissing. We were worn out from several hours of very nice sex and we headed to the various bedrooms (fortunately no one used Alecia's parent's bed, that would have been weird). Lisa went to sleep with my nipple in her mouth and my hand on her butt. I got up to pee in the wee hours and ran into an equally sleepy Alecia in the hallway. We grabbed at each other's asses to have a titfight right there in the hallway; Alecia's boobs were a little bigger than mine but her nipples were more sensitive so she climaxed nicely right there. I pulled Alecia into the bathroom by her pretty black hair; she was rubbing her pussy as she watched me pee and then crawled over and buried her back in my brown bush, licking my pussy like a wild woman. Alecia knew my kicking tendencies and so she got out of the way when my orgasm hit for her own protection. I invited her to join me and Lisa but she said she needed to suck on Rita's tits some more (I certainly couldn't fault her for that). I crawled into bed and snuggled up against Lisa's naked body; she didn't really wake up, she just wrapped her arms around me and I wiggled my butt against her soft bush.

 

We showered together, and pretty fast (for us), I wanted to watch the Rose Parade so I had to be content with just one orgasm. We sort of got dressed, panties and t-shirts, and went downstairs. Alecia was making waffles (she was wearing a long t-shirt) and they smelled good; I like waffles (and any other sort of bread) and I knew Lisa would be really hungry from all the fucking last night. Every year when I watched the Rose Parade, especially on cold, wet days (like that New Year's Day), I dreamed of Southern California; to me it was a place where the weather was perfect all the time and, as an added bonus, you were close to the ocean. Lisa, who had actually been to Los Angles, tried to explain to me once again that Los Angeles was not some sort of Shangri-La but I was happy to keep my delusions.

 

I worked with Allison on several more jobs I particularly enjoyed one where we worked in a lawyer's office in Mattoon. This was the early days of videoconferencing and it was pretty primitive by today's standards but I could see where it could be useful (if only I had known how useful) and Allison told me I seemed to have a natural feel for how data networks should be wired up. I was far more interested in the audio system we installed in the private office, the legal secretary and I had long talks about music as I was connecting things up, and I was pretty sure she was admiring my butt. I hoped Lisa would spank me when I told her.

 

Rita had asked me to come to her house to make dinner before we all went back to school and I decided on shrimp and oyster gumbo. Originally it was going to be just me, Lisa, Ellie, Rita, and Jan (he had gone back to Rotterdam for the holidays but was back now), but the day before she informed me that her dad would be there as well and so would Katherine; they both had business with clients in Champaign, so it was good I always made too much food. I came close to having to chase her dad from the kitchen with a wooden spoon, Katherine found this hilarious. I knew Mr. G liked my Cajun food but I got the highest praise from Katherine.

 

"Cindy, this is really amazing. I think my grandmother and my auntie would be proud to serve this in the restaurant."

 

Rita and Jan must have fucked like animals when he got back because Jan was really hungry, even though the spices made him sweat a little. Later on, he would tell me that he could only wish Katherine would complement him like she had complimented my foos but that, for now, he was content that she grudgingly admitted that he was worthy of Rita. He and Rita were cleaning up and I found myself sitting at the table with Mr. G and Lisa. I had been dying to ask him some things so I took a deep breath and spoke up.

 

"Have you seen the movie Casino Mr. G?"

 

He smiled at me, his glasses up on his forehead, "I have. Let me guess, you want my opinion on its accuracy?"

 

I nodded. "I've heard the stories my dad and granddad have told me."

 

"Well, after that delicious dinner I guess it's as good a time as any for stories. Here's the truth; in our legal system everyone deserves the best defense they can get. Over the years I have represented people who had, let's say, colorful reputations. I never lied in court, I think that's one of the worst things a lawyer can do, but I did my best to tell the truth in a way that helped my client. I was once approached about defending Tony Spilotro, the basis for Nicky Santoro in the movie, but I turned that down because I knew he was guilty as hell of way more than he was being charged with and I knew he tended to lie a lot. Considering how his story ended I think I made the right call on that one." I nodded, even in the movie it was pretty grisly, "My father had represented Joe Accardo several times in court and I did as well after my dad retired. Old Mr. Accardo was always very polite and respectful toward me and my family and he often asked my opinion on legal things. I knew exactly who he was and I knew his reputation well but he was a really smart man in his way and he knew how to talk to me so I wasn't put in a difficult position. I did meet Frank Rosenthal several times and I think Robert DeNiro's portrayal of Ace Rothstein was pretty spot on. Mr. Rosenthal was one of the smartest, most analytical people I have ever met and he knew more about sports betting than probably any man alive. I handled a lot of things for him of the aftermath of the death of his wife Geri, she was played by Sharon Stone in the movie and she did a masterful job of it too; that was a really sad part of the story, Geri had a lot of demons to fight and in the end her addictions won out. I really did enjoy the movie and I really liked the soundtrack."

 

Ellie had been listening to all this with rapt attention and Lisa was doing a good job of not squeezing my hand (or Ellie's) too tight. "So, like they said at the end of the movie, those days are over now?"

 

He nodded, "Yeah, it's all corporate now. When you girls turn 21 you should go out there; I think everyone should visit Las Vegas once, just to experience it." Here he smiled at me, "You should read Hunter Thompson's book before you go too."

 

I turned to look at Katherine, who had been listening to all this (no doubt she knew it all already). "Katherine, can I ask you something about history? I figure if anyone will know this it's you."

 

"Certainly Cynthia, what is it?" Katherine was the only person, besides Mom, who called me Cynthia on a regular basis.

 

"A friend of mine, he is a retired astronomy professor and he is in the church choir with Lisa, served in the Second World War and he was wounded at a place called Saipan. What do you know about that?"

 

"Saipan was one of the bloodiest battles of the Pacific campaign. Over the course of three weeks 3,000 men died and over 13,000 were wounded. It was a key battle in the Pacific and it was vital to the US victory over Japan. Was your friend a Marine?"

 

"No, he was in the Army. He was a radio operator with an engineering unit but he did tell me that he worked closely with several Marines. He said one of them was something called a Code Talker, but I don't know wat that means."

 

Katherine gave a low whistle and there was a look of what I would call awe on her face. "The Code Talkers were Marines who were recruited from the Navajo reservation in Arizona. They used their language as an unbreakable code and they were incredibly valiant men."

 

I didn't know what to say, this was all something out of a movie for me, I had a hard time envisioning kindly Dr. Hirschhorn in the midst of a horrifically bloody battle and him barely surviving it.

 

"Does your friend talk about his experiences?"

 

"Not really. He mostly just apologizes for walking slowly because he still has a piece of shrapnel in his hip."

 

"I would like to meet this man someday." I had never seen a story have this kind of effect on Katherine, other than when her grandmother talked about Katherine's parents.

 

After a long day of working outside fixing wiring at a dairy farm that had been damaged by an ice storm I was back at the coffee shop enjoying my third cup of tea sitting on the Crying Couch. Lisa came in and sat down with her whipped-cream topped coffee monstrosity so that she could sit with her legs across my lap. I heard the little bell ring and I looked over to see Ellie coming in, no doubt to grab something before her dance class. She got what looked like a much simpler drink and came over to us and sat in one of the shop's disreputable looking wingback chairs (Ben and Ron had odd tastes in furniture).

 

"Can I ask you two something?"

 

Lisa reached over and patted Ellie's leg, "Anything sweetie."

 

"Carrie and I want to set things right between us and we don't really know how to do that. I figured you girls know more about relationships than we do, so we want your help."

 

I couldn't help myself, I let out a snorting laugh, "Just because we've been together for a long time doesn't mean we know what we are doing. We've just gotten good at muddling through it all." I rubbed Lisa's leg and she smiled at me, nodding.

 

She smiled at Ellie, "We will do our best to help, it's been hard for us watching you two not be friends. Come over to my house tomorrow, Mom and Dad will be at work and Cindy will have spent the night; I bet she'll even make lunch."

 

I blew Lisa a kiss, "I'll make sloppy joes in your mom's crockpot."

 

We got up and simultaneously kissed Ellie on each cheek; she's so cute when she blushes. That night it felt good to slide into Lisa's bed and just snuggle with her. We were both wearing t-shirts and panties but I was playing with her nipples as she rubbed her warm butt against my belly. We got up after we heard Lisa's parents left for work and headed to the shower. We managed, once again, to use all the hot water as we fingered each other's pussy and rubbed out wet boobs together. Naturally, we also had to pee on each other too which meant we used even more water rinsing off.

 

It was really cold outside so while I made us French toast Lisa built a fire in the fireplace. We sat in front of the fire eating breakfast waiting for our friends. As much as we wanted to be naked, we had our sweats and t-shirts on; I was wearing my ever-so-sexy red flannel robe and Lisa had her beloved Winnie-the-Pooh robe (it even had a hood!) on. Ellie got there first and we did spend some quality time playing with her boobs and trying out our best porn-star tongue kissing on each other.

 

Ellie quickly pulled her shirt back on when Carrie and Willa arrived; Lisa and I both noticed she didn't bother with her bra. Carrie sat in a chair facing us and Willa sat in her lap, Carrie was trying to be discreet about playing with Willa's wonderfully large breasts but she did not succeed. So there we were, staring at each other; someone needed to say something so I decided to be that someone.

 

"O.K. girls, I called Lee on this one; she's been in more relationships that I have and she didn't have much to add other than you two need to let everything out. We all agree that what Charlotte did was horrible but we don't have any control over her." Willa got up and came and sat between me and Lisa; I assume she was thinking this might get physical before it was over (a reasonable fear) and she didn't want to get caught in the middle. I think she also wanted to play with Lisa's boobs.

 

Ellie was looking right into Carrie's gray eyes; she took and deep breath and then it all came out. She was practically screaming, "Why didn't you fucking tell me! You knew Charlotte was fucking Devin when I wasn't there and you had to know they were up to something." She was standing up now, tears flowing, her body shaking with emotion. "I trusted you! I fucking loved you and you betrayed me you little bitch!"

 

Carrie was standing now as well, tears streaming down her face as well. "I betrayed you? You betrayed me, you fucking cunt! You know I was in love with you, you and Charlotte were fucking me whenever you wanted to and I fucking well loved it! Then along comes Devin and his big fucking cock and now poor little Carrie gets tossed out the car window like a cold bag of fries. I was crying all the time and you two bitches didn't even care, then when Charlotte dumps you just like she dumped me, suddenly it's my fault?" And then she slapped Ellie; this was not a playful slap, this was and angry slap to the face and from the sound her hand made on Ellie's face she hit hard.

 

Ellie looked shocked, but not for long, she slapped Carrie just as hard and then they stood there, tit to tit, glaring at each other; Ellie was a little taller but Carrie refused to back down. I saw both girls balling up their fists and I was getting a bad feeling about this. So did Lisa because she stood up and the woman who grabbed the two girls by the hair and pulled them apart was very definitely Lisa in her role as the Angry Elf Queen. She did not yell, but being a great actress, she channeled Mrs. Graff, and she was just as intimidating.

 

"That's enough girls. You are both my friends and I am not going to stand here and watch you try hurt each other permanently. You've both said you love each other, don't let Charlotte's actions destroy that love."

 

Carrie was holding on tight to Lisa, crying on her shoulder, but Ellie was still enraged and I got the feeling she was about to do something she wouldn't be able to walk back. I got up, grabbed her right arm, and spun her around, not really noticing that Willa had taken my shirt off to play with my boobs.

 

I grabbed Ellie by the shoulders and looked right into her big brown eyes, "We're trying to help you two Ellie, but if you lose your shit and you hit Lisa that would be something I would not forgive." I was trying to sound like Katherine but when I'm stressed my voice gets squeaky so a lot of the power in my words was gone. By now I was really yelling, and I can yell really loud, "ELIZABETH ANNABELLE MONDRAGON are you hearing me?" That seemed to get through to her, no one ever used her whole name except for her mom and even then only when Ellie had fucked up really bad. Ellie put her arms around my neck and fell against me, bawling, her nipples poking through her t-shirt and rubbing on my bare breasts.

 

Willa, who by now was naked, was helping Carrie strip, announced, "I think these two need to settle it with a catfight." I looked at Ellie and I could see the lust in her pretty eyes so I helped her strip, biting at her lovely nipples as I did. Lisa and I sat on the couch with Willa on our laps so that we both could rub her pussy and play with her big tits.

 

Carrie and Ellie circled each other warily. Ellie was a little taller, but Carrie had gone through a growth spurt; Carrie had also put on some weight (Carrie, like me, eats her stress, and she had experienced plenty of stress) and her boobs has grown nicely. Both girls went for the hair first, Ellie's was longer and made for an easier target. Their nude bodies came together with a "Slap!" and their boobs were pressed tight. I was really turned on with the difference in the skin, Ellie's was light brown and Carrie's skin was almost as white as Lisa's hair.

 

One of the advantages to wrestling naked with someone you regularly have sex with is you know all their sensitive spots; the downside is they know all of yours too. Lisa's nipples are incredibly sensitive so pinching or biting them will cause her whole body to quiver and, if she is sufficiently aroused, a very quick orgasm. She knows that if she slaps my pussy lightly or runs her finger over my butthole my body will tense up for a moment and she may will trigger a wonderfully violent cascade of orgasms. Carrie had an advantage that she knew a lot about a woman's body; Charlotte had started fucking her little sister when she was in junior high school and Carrie was using this knowledge, plus what she had learned fucking Ellie (along with Charlotte and, at least once, my little sister Janet) very effectively. She knew the teasing Ellie's butthole would provoke a wonderful reaction and she did just that. She had Ellie down on her belly, her lovely boobs smashed under her; Carrie licked her fingers and slid her hand between Ellie's butt cheeks and pushed her finger all the way into Ellie's but. Ellie's sexy body jerked hard and Carrie was able to get Ellie's head between her thighs and she started to squeeze. Ellie's face was turning red and I was afraid she might pass out but she submitted before that happened.

 

Carrie triumphantly sat on Ellie's pretty face and it did not take long at all for Carrie to have a quite loud orgasm. Willa pushed Carrie off of Ellie and spread her legs wide so she could go to work with her face buried in Carrie's red bush. Lisa got off the couch and got down between Ellie's legs and buried her face into Ellie's dark bush, judging from Ellie's look of ecstasy she had pushed her tongue deep into Ellie's pussy. I sat on the couch fingering myself and enjoying the whole scene.

 

Carrie had me get off the couch and get on top of her in a 69; while we were enjoying each other's pussys Willa was pushing her tongue into my butt. Carrie, knowing that my orgasms as more intense when I can't move much, held on tight to me (she was stronger than she looked) and I exploded with an almost growling moan.

 

We sat there for a while, all quite worn out, until Ellie spoke up. "Being in a relationship with a girl is a lot more complicated than with a guy. Guys never talk about their feelings, at least none of them that I've been with; all you need to do let them play with your tits, suck on their cock sometimes, and let them fuck you and their happy. I'm sure they have all sorts of feelings too but it's all buried under a mountain of macho bullshit.

 

Willa nodded, "I had a boyfriend in 10^th grade and he enjoyed me sucking his cock way more than I did. I dumped him when he started pressuring me to fuck him and he started saying mean things about my friend Alecia after she kissed Zoe at that party."

 

I laughed a little, "I've only really known three guys well: Gena's boyfriend Ryan, our friend Gil, and Rita's boyfriend Jan. They've all been decent people but I never had sex with any of them. I can't really count my brother Rob in that number but he's O.K. too and he really loves his wife Cherie. I consider myself wildly lucky to have met Lisa because we fit together like a weird pair of puzzle pieces."

 

I moaned softly as Lisa stroked my pussy, she smiled lovingly at me "I've touched two dicks in my life and both guys came almost instantly so that's not much to go on and I'll be happy to grow old and weird with my sweetie here."

 

 

I really did get invited to the cancer research fundraiser and the very thought of being in the same room as Princess Diana still has me masturbating furiously. I always love hearing from my readers (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please consider a donation to Nifty (http://donate.nifty.ord)