Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2010 20:56:19 +0000
From: Christine Oram <oram_c@hotmail.com>
Subject: JANE?S ENCOUNTERS AT A PARTY (Jane's Encounters Part 8)

JANE'S ENCOUNTERS AT A PARTY
(Jane's Encounters Part 8)
By Christine.

Copyright 2010 Christine Oram

Jane got out of the cab and the driver gave her a somewhat
lecherous smile as she gave him the money. "Thanks,
darling," he said beaming even more. He had enjoyed carrying
her in his cab, he thought. During the entire journey he had
been sneaking glances at her in the rear view mirror. She
was.simply stunning, his mind struggling to find a suitable
description of the lithe brunette who was now walking into
the building.

Jane always felt nervous going to a party on her own - when
she had been going out with her last boyfriend, Nicky, she
had been a great party-goer, laughing and drinking far into
the night. Ever since she broken up with him though she had
been in limbo and had no more riotous parties. She had had
some intensely erotic Sapphic experiences, but she had not
"come out" and, she knew, she was highly unlikely to do so.
She had never ever seen herself as a lesbian - bisexual
perhaps - she admired a well-toned female body, that's all,
but it didn't mean she was going to embrace the whole
lesbian gay scene - god no, she thought.

This was the first party she had been to for quite some time
- and she would know no one. The invitation had arrived from
a friend of her friend Jennie's. This friend - Donna - had
been primed by Jennie to ask Jane as Donna had only recently
moved to the city and although she knew a lot of students
(she was a post-graduate) she knew very few people outside
the university. Jennie recommended Jane mainly because she
knew that Jane was a bit lonely these days and also because
she also knew that most parties are helped by having pretty
girls.

Jennie suggested as an explanation to Donna that Jane might
meet someone "special" at her party and that Jane really
needed to meet that someone. The sob-story worked, although
Donna had replied that might also be looking for someone
"special" and hoped that Jane wouldn't spoil her chances.

The invitation when it arrived by email, explaining why she
had been invited and hoping very much they could meet, had
finished with a specified dress code: for women: sexy
tramps, and for men: Euro trash. The thought of a party
filled with bimbos and Euro trash at first sounded awful,
but Jennie on the phone had assured her that Donna was
actually a normal anthropology PhD student, was very pretty,
but that the dress code was just a joke to help make
everyone feel equally awkward when they got there. Jennie
had assured Jane that it would be fine, to which Jane said
that she had nothing trampy to wear. Jennie had dismissed
this idea with a snort and said that all she needed to do if
she was desperate was to wear her bikini and heels with a
coat to cover her up. At this, Jane agreed to go and to tell
Jennie all about it.

Jane was not, however, wearing just her swimwear and heels
as she approached the door of the building. Instead she had
ordered over the web a risqu‚ "nurse's outfit." It consisted
of a micro, sleeveless and backless, vinyl white dress with
a zipper running down its front. A strap, passing around the
back of her neck, held the material over her bosom, although
as the dress was cut very low, it gave an excellent showing
of Jane's cleavage. A "V" cut-out of the material at the top
of the dress revealed even more of her breasts before the
top of the dress proper and the zipper started. Likewise,
there was an inverted "V" cut-out at the bottom of the dress
at the front (where the zipper finished) above the already
short hemline. The hemline itself finished only about two
inches below her ass cheeks. The "V" was cut up high enough
for a triangle of her flat belly and bellybutton to be
revealed and also for her matching sexy white panties
underneath to show. Around her neck she wore a plastic
stethoscope and there was a matching white nurse's hat with
a red first aid cross on it. There was another red cross on
the crotch of her panties which irresistibly drew observing
eyes to focus on Jane's tantalizingly revealed underwear.
She had on a pair of white, 5 inch, sandals whose thin
straps wrapped around her shapely ankles emphasizing her
already stunning legs. Her toenails were painted a deep red.
Around her left thigh she had a white garter which
contrasted with the wonderful hard thigh it rested against.
To say that Jane looked sexy is like saying that the Pope
has a propensity to be Catholic. She looked utterly
devastating and Jane knew it, so much so that she felt a
little embarrassed. She was not a sexy tramp, as requested
in the invitation: more Venus in a porn outfit.

Jane could not believe she was actually wearing this out in
public. She had put on a coat in the cab, and she had
already decided that if she got to the party and found out
that she was the only "tart" there then she would go
straight home, without allowing anyone to see her in her
full glory.

You readers are familiar with Jane by now, so I can only
leave you to imagine our sporty, well-toned heroine in this
outfit as she walked up to the door of the apartment
building.. Quite honestly it is probably a truism that no-
one with Jane's body should ever be allowed out of the house
in such a costume, as public order would be in jeopardy.

Jane however is, at heart, very vain and she knew very well
that she looked extraordinarily hot as a nurse and this gave
her a good deal of pleasure in a slightly perverse way. She
was in a state of some sexual arousal just simply wearing
the outfit, and this was before anyone else had actually
seen her wearing it. She knew that she would be highly
unlikely to be lacking in attention from other party-goers
that evening - assuming, that is, she was not the only one
who bothered to dress up in which case no one would see her
assets.

She rang the doorbell and, taking the nurse's hat from her
coat pocket, put it on her head. Jane has her hair longer
now and it had assumed a natural wave so it now brushed her
athletic shoulders.

The door opened and a pretty blond smiled when she saw the
girl in the nurse's hat.

"Hi, Donna?" Jane said.

"Hello, nurse or are you a doctor? Have we anyone ill? Do
come in and I'll see if I can find you a nice (male)
doctor." The girl laughed and Jane carefully stepped into
the hall and then followed the girl up the steps.

"We're on the third floor, just follow me." Jane followed
the blonde, who she realized was dressed as a maid. Although
the girl was pretty, the outfit was nothing like as daring
as Jane's - no exposed panties or cleavage. Jane began to
feel that she was more naked than if she really had been
lacking all her clothes. This was part of the thrill of
course, but she was assailed by doubt What if she just
looked a stupid tarty girl? Maybe indeed that is what I am,
she thought. She remembered the humiliation of being dumped
by Nicky.

They climbed past the second floor and when they reached the
third floor there was a small corridor and three doors, one
leading to what looked like some kind of storage room, and
others she assumed to apartments.

"In here sister, " giggled the girl drunkenly. Jane could
smell the drink on her breath and smiled her megawatt smile
"Are you Donna? I'm Jane.". Jane must have been 6 inches
taller than the blonde.

"Oh I'm not Donna, I'm Tracy, Tracy Milhous. Nice to meet
you Jane", she held out her hand and Jane took it. They
shook hands, the blonde giggled again. Jane realized she was
very nervous. "Can I take your coat?".

Jane hesitated, "Umm.."

"What's wrong?" Tracy looked Jane up and down noticing now
how very attractive the nurse was.

"I'm not, you know, the only tart here am I? I mean there
are others - women - dressed up as the invitation
suggested?"

"Ohhh, that's what's worrying you sweetie - oh my god we
have more tarts here than a brothel - you won't even be
noticed I should think."

At that Jane swept her coat off and Tracy's face showed
astonishment. "Wow, you are amazing. God I wish I could
carry it off. I take it all back what I said just now, you
will certainly be noticed, and you probably won't get away
with anything less than full intercourse this evening."
Tracy giggled again, and vanished into the nearest room. On
her return, she held out her hand and rather quaintly, or
perhaps even erotically, took Jane's hand in hers and led
her down the corridor to a room where there was a great deal
of laughing, and the sounds of partying.

Surprisingly, when Tracy brought tall, beautiful, Jane into
the room, the noise did not cease, nor did mouths fall open,
but this was probably due to the fact that the majority of
people were drunk and it was almost too noisy and crowded to
notice anything or anyone in particular. Jane, however,
immediately noticed one girl, dressed, Jane eventually
worked out, as some kind of fantasy beach police officer.
Jane was relieved to see that she was showing as much flesh,
if not more that she was. The police-blue outfit consisted
of tiny micro-, romper shorts, perhaps more like bikini
bottoms, with a very skimpy halter neck top with a sexy,
lace-up front. Jane's mouth almost fell open when she saw
the girl's cleavage as clearly she was wearing no bra and
Jane could see a most sexy strip of flesh beneath those
drawstrings - complete with the luscious circular edges of
her firm boobs. She had a stunningly shapely pair of bare,
well-toned, tanned legs with clear vinyl, 6 inch cone heel
platform sandals. Completing the effect was a very wide
black leatherette belt, enticingly fastened around her slim
waist. On her head was a blue baseball cap with the words
"Beach Patrol" in gold lettering. Her brown hair was tied in
a pony tail which ran down between her bare shoulder blades.
A pair of handcuffs hung from the belt. They were swinging
to and fro as she moved, grazing her smooth and tanned
thigh. The effect was just almost too much: she was so
breathtaking, that Jane flushed in excitement. The girl was
in superb shape and Jane felt a sexual thrill pass through
her, but also a pulse of annoyance that this girl had
probably trumped her in trampish sex appeal.

"Hey, check you out nursie! You are the hottest thing I've
ever fucking seen". At this the police girl, her gray eyes
flashing, and grabbed Jane's zipper and pulled it down a
little. The police girl got to see Jane's pert nipples
before Jane grabbed the girl's hand and said "No, go away,
or I'll slap you!"

She didn't really know why she said that, and Jane flushed.
At this, the stunning police girl made a face and said.
"Sorry, miss proper. There's just something about that
zipper - it's just asking to be ripped open to reveal your
amazing assets - sorry, sorry, I'm drunk." Jane admired the
girl's lean, rather muscular, legs. Miss Policewoman
suddenly noticed Jane's underwear and said,  "Oh god I just
love your panties, that is sooo sexy, sexy, sexy."

A man shouted something from the other side of the room and
the police girl dashed off. Jane felt firstly that her face
was red, and secondly a feeling of disappointment that she
had screwed up her meeting with such a superb specimen.

"That was Donna," said Tracy, Jane bent down to hear her and
she felt fingers trace the top of her rear left thigh. She
jumped and turned to see a man lying on a sofa. He smiled
guiltily at her. Jane looked away and moved out of his
reach. Tracy followed.

"Oh, right. Things are pretty wild here tonight by the look
of things." Jane said

"You bet they are. By the way, is it Donna or Lillian you
know?" she said indicating a tall black-haired beauty deep
in conversation with another women. Lillian was wearing a
French maid's outfit that was everything that Tracy's was
not. Hers was a very short and tight turtleneck sleeveless
dress with attached apron that zipped up in the back. Her
black fishnet stockings (with seams running down the back)
emphasized a pair of long dancer's legs finished off by
black pointy-toed, high spiked-heeled pumps. The woman's
ample breasts were bursting out of the white apron. Jane
could not believe the sight of these women. To think Jane
had been worried about being too tarty - she, Donna, and
Lillian all looked as though they had just stepped out of a
porn fetish movie.

"I reckon Lillian's noticed you! Watch out for her is my
suggestion." Tracy said conspiratorially. "Why?" Jane asked,
looking round, but Tracy had vanished into the party.

In a few seconds the French maid was in front of her. "Hiya
beautiful, my name's Lillian, I live here. Do I know you?"
She looked Jane up and down ogling her. "Not that I care as
I always need to get to know someone like you." She said
"you" with great emphasis and Jane suddenly became conscious
of her insides churning in excitement.

"Oh no, I'm Jane, I know.sort of, or at least.Donna.well
she's really a friend of a." Jane tapered off her
explanation as Lillian was looking at her intensely with a
pair of striking blue eyes.

"Donna, huh? She's a lucky, lucky girl to know you. She's
kept you a secret. Can't say I blame her at all." Lillian
walked around Jane admiring every curvaceous inch. Jane's
hard shapely legs looked sensational. "Nice heels.nice, nice
legs" Lillian sighed. Jane shuffled her feet and then asked
where the drinks were.

"What? Oh yes, drinks, they're here," Lillian held out her
hand and Jane, once again wondering what all this hand-
holding was about, was lead to a table covered in all kinds
of drinks; alcoholic and non-alcoholic. As they walked
through the busy crowd Jane sensed people checking out her
spectacular assets, and she equally checked out theirs in
return. Jane decided Lillian was very sexy. Jane almost felt
it was like looking at a Celtic version of her. Lillian's
long lean legs enticingly clad in their fishnets were very
fine indeed and her shapely thighs, moving underneath her
tight French maid's mini dress, began to make Jane feel hot
and aroused. First police girl and now French maid, thought
Jane; maybe I will get lucky tonight.

"What do you want to drink?" Lillian asked and on Jane's
reply she got her a tonic with enough vodka to fell a horse.
Jane took a sip and spluttered. Lillian took Jane's glass
and slapped her on the back as Jane coughed. Jane's
excitement level rose as Lillian's hand touched her bare
back.

"Come on, let's go where we can get to know each other."
Lillian pulled Jane through the crowd and then down a
corridor and into a bedroom. As they entered Jane could see
that there was a young man and a woman in denim shorts
apparently asleep on the king-size bed. The room was quite
big and on the other side of the bed there was a loveseat in
which a girl in an electric-blue tube dress was engaged in
an intense kissing session with a young man. He was dressed
as if he had just come home from a Duran Duran concert. All
of the men had this look. Of course, Jane thought, they are
all meant to be Euro trash. The man looked at Lillian and
Jane as they came in and he seemed to smile at them, but he
did not take his lips from his girl's mouth.

"Come on darling you can sit right next to me here, that is
unless I scare you?" Lillian had sat down on a another
loveseat on the other side of the bed to Duran Duran and
tube-dress girl and patted the space left on the seat
indicating Jane should sit. Jane looked at the space and
knew it was a tight fit, but then she looked at Lillian who
was looking very enticing - all shapely fishnets and heels
and large breasts. She carefully sat down.

It was indeed a tight squeeze. Jane suddenly wondered what
was going to happen, but somehow she knew already. It
happened quicker even than she could have guessed. Lillian
kissed her on the mouth. The man on the bed, who she had
assumed was asleep, groaned, twisted his head, and said in a
drunken voice, "Nice!"

"Shut it will you," snapped Lillian to the man.

He smiled at them. Clearly he and Lillian knew each other.
"Oh go on, give her a nice tongue washing" he said smiling.

"You know there's nothing we guys like than watching two hot
babes making out." Duran Duran man stated it matter-of-
factly from across the room having managed to tear himself
away from tube dress' mouth. Her mouth was open in
astonishment. She had never seen two women kiss - it made
her feel uncomfortable.

Jane, very embarrassed, squeezed herself up from the seat,
Lillian's hands swept over her thighs as if to stop her, but
Jane was now standing.

Lillian glanced up Jane's long, lean limbs and into her
flushed, pretty face. The man's gaze was locked on Jane's
crotch and the glimpse of her sexy panties - he hadn't
noticed them before. His mouth was almost watering.

"Can I give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, nurse?" The
man on the bed teased Jane.

Jane turned on her heel and left the room and, as she left,
she heard Lillian sharply telling the two guys to get lost
and stop screwing up her evening. Clearly they found this
amusing, as Jane heard them laughing.

Jane now felt embarrassed and she wanted to go home. Her
outfit now seemed tight and uncomfortable and she suddenly
felt rather self-conscious. Why did she let Lillian kiss her
in front of all those people? A second of self-analysis
produced the knowledge that she liked the idea of Lillian
making love to her very much; but, surely, not in front of
four total strangers? She may be dressed like a slut, but
she was not one. She returned to the main room where the
music and hubbub enveloped her. She felt a tap on her bare
shoulder and Lillian whispered in her ear, "Sorry Jane, I
just couldn't resist you - you shouldn't wear things like
that - it's liable to turn on a girl. Here's your drink. Why
don't you drink up?"

Jane chugged the vodka, and she felt better. The music was
loud in the room and she noticed Donna lying on a sofa
surrounded by a couple of sexy girls and a good-looking man
in patent leather slip on loafers complete with ghastly
leather tassels.

Jane very much liked the look of Donna. Once again she
noticed the edges of her large, round tits pushing out the
sides of the tight, blue fabric of her police outfit. Her
sexy bare legs, seemingly well-oiled and tanned in this
light were incredibly sexy and those very short shorts were
breathtaking on her. Jane really did admire those legs - she
had to admit they the equal of her own - or was it those
amazing platform heels that just made them seem even more
luscious than they were?

Jane drank up the view of the reclining girl like a smitten
school girl. She had to keep moving her head to look past
the other beautiful people with who Donna was talking and
laughing. One of the girls was dressed in a pair of skin-
tight shiny latex pants and Jane could clearly see the
outline of her pert ass under the plastic. Jane felt a
frisson of excitement pass right through her as she saw
latex girl laughing and then kneeling down and lifting
Donna's shapely leg, pretending to lick the clear, vinyl
heel. Jane suddenly wanted to be that girl, to be the center
of attention, and more than anything she wanted it to be her
hand on Donna's smooth, shiny calf.

Donna laughed and, over the music, Jane heard them all
laughing. Then their eyes met. Donna's were steely gray and
Jane's of course, are a soft light brown. Donna smiled at
her and made a come hither face. Jane felt a current of
attraction pass through her.

"She's very hot, isn't she? Donna." Lillian was standing
very close to Jane and then she started running the tips of
her fingers down Jane's bare back, gently touching, ever so
subtly, her curved spine. Jane froze in excitement.

"Yes, she is," Jane sighed as Lillian's fingertips continued
their dance. The music was very loud and the vodka had begun
to have its effect on her. She felt light-headed and she
became aware that her nipples were very hard; she could feel
them pushing up against the top of the nurse's outfit. She
wondered whether, if Lillian looked down her cleavage, she
would see them and notice. She thought that Lillian would
have to undo her zipper only a tiny bit to see them. In a
perverse mixture of embarrassment and arousal she
simultaneously wanted her to see them and did not want her
to see them as she knew others in the room would share the
view too, and this would cause her some intense distress.
She swiftly drank another vodka and tonic that had been
presented to her when she had finished the other one and
tried to think of something other than Donna's thighs and
the touch of Lillian's sensual fingers.

Lillian's fingers reached the hem of her panties at the
back. Lillian was standing very close to Jane but neither of
the girls were looking directly at each other - this was
because both wanted it to look as though nothing was
happening. There were other groups of people around them and
Jane for one felt inhibited. She wanted to disguise her
excitement at what Lillian was doing to her. Lillian felt
discretion was in order too. So both of them stood,
Lillian's arm around the small of Jane's back, looking over
at Donna and her coterie.

"Tell me Jane, do you want Donna, I mean really want her?"
Lillian's mouth was very close to Jane's ear, and her breath
gave Jane a thrill. Jane noticed that Donna had now pulled
both her legs up and her knees were on her chest, and the
sexy latex girl was now sitting where Donna' legs had been.
Jane felt very turned on - was it Lillian, or was it the
sight of Donna's shapely legs, now drawn up to her chest?

When the latex girl's hand rubbed Donna's knee in an
affectionate gesture, Jane felt rather jealous and her pussy
tingled with sexual excitement.

"Does she like girls then?" Jane replied, trying not to
sound too interested.

"Oh my god, that's an understatement. I bet she'd fuck you
in an instant - god, everyone here would fuck you if they
had the chance, but she would be first." Lillian's voice was
very seductive and as she knew the effect her dirty talk was
having on the beautiful girl beside her. Her hand was around
Jane's waist and it then slowly slid under the front of
Jane's uniform, and started to caress wonderfully hard abs.
Lillian knew that just below her hand were those little
matching panties adorned with the red medical cross and,
underneath that, was this beauty's cunny - the thought made
Lillian begin to wet herself in excitement. Lillian could
feel Jane's flat stomach tensing and she was relieved that
Jane was clearly interested in going further. She had not
been so lucky on a couple of other nice women she had met
earlier. Still, even she could not believe her luck finding
Jane: so incredibly hot and also so apparently compliant.
Lillian's hand moved upwards and the edge of her forefinger
made contact with those wonderful globes that were Jane's
breasts.

Jane twitched when she felt Lillian's fingers on her breast,
her dress was tight already, so Lillian's hand under the
nurse's outfit had little room to move about. Lillian was
trying to be subtle, after all the room was full of people,
and although the lights were low, they were not so low that
anyone else could not see the sexy French maid had her hand
inside the hot nurse's dress.

Jane bent her shoulders forward, making a little more room
under her tight dress - inviting Lillian's hand to move up
and grope her breast more completely. Lillian took up the
invitation and her index and forefinger sought out Jane's
nipple. When she made contact, Jane let out a slight gasp
which Lillian thought was about the most erotic sound she
had ever heard. She heard it only because Lillian had leant
forward so her head was in front of Jane's, otherwise the
music would have made it inaudible. Lillian tweaked the
erect and swollen nipple and then squeezed it quite hard.
Jane jumped slightly and let out another gasp.

"No Lillian, don't, not here."

"Why not, you hot piece, why ever not?" Lillian responded.
Lillian rolled the hard nipple again and Jane moaned another
sexy protest. It was almost as if they were dancing with
each other - which, I suppose they were in a way - a dance
of sex.

"No.please don't." Jane felt herself getting wetter and
wetter in between her legs, and she could not believe how
much excitement she was getting from the French maid just
squeezing her nipple. Every time Lillian squeezed it, it was
almost as it was connected directly to her pussy, as each
squeeze seemed to ratchet her up a notch in sexual
excitement. She did not want this now - well she did - but
not here, not in front of everyone. She tried to take her
mind off Lillian's attentions, by trying to see Donna - not
that that would really help, being how aroused she was by
Donna, but there were now so many people in front of her
anyway she could only see a mass of girls showing a lot of
flesh and tacky Eurotrash-dressed men. Although this might
have diverted her thoughts in theory, she found it all
hopeless as Lillian's fingers were just too skilful. Lillian
had taken to rubbing her palm over Jane's nipple. Jane's
breast was now throbbing with excitement and she began to
wonder whether, if Lillian continued to do this, she could
actually come without any other stimulation. Her pussy was
getting so hot and wet that she genuinely felt she might
reach a climax very soon..

Lillian was quite astonished how Jane was responding. She
had expected her to like it, but she could tell that the
gorgeous girl might come before she had a chance to even do
anything else to her. She was mightily impressed by Jane's
sexual ardor but, seeing her dilated pupils and parted lips
and hearing her sexy sighs she wanted to experience any
orgasm that Jane would have more intimately than just by
caressing a single nipple.

Suddenly Jane twisted herself away from Lillian and her
hand. "No, please Lillian, I can't. Not here; not with
everyone looking." Lillian felt supreme disappointment but
she had to admit that there was now an audience. When two
stunning women are standing very close to each other and one
of the women has her hand around the other with her had
under her dress- it is not surprising that they might feel
self-conscious. Jane smiled nervously at Lillian and
slinkily moved out of the room. She heard a male voice ask
Lillian who she was and would she introduce him.

"She doesn't even know who I am", thought Jane as she walked
out of the room and down the dim corridor, past the bedroom
they had already visited,  and past another bedroom. She
waited outside a further door which she guessed was the
bathroom. Beside this door there was a male and female
couple kissing. They were clearly very fond of each other.
Jane stood waiting for the bathroom to be free, feeling a
little self conscious.

The couple were making out in earnest. When she appeared,
however, both of them looked at her, and the man started to
talk to her about the party: who she knew, if she knew
person X and Y and so on. Jane had to admit that she knew
virtually no one (in fact, of course, she really knew no
one) and that she was not studying for any kind of
postgraduate qualification, unlike them. The young man had
to admit that he had thought it unlikely she was at the
university. Jane, who now was no longer in danger of
climaxing, asked mischievously and flirtatiously why that
might be - was there not a nursing school at the university
hospital, for example, suitable for a nurse like her? The
young man, who Jane thought very good-looking, got
embarrassed and said that she looked unlike any nurse he had
ever seen - and that, unless the nursing school required all
nurses to be beautiful girls with perfect bodies, then he
thought she was unlikely to be any kind of nurse, although
he would gladly fall ill if it meant being tended to by her.
Jane smiled and showed her perfect teeth.

"You're very sweet, I'll take that as a compliment." she
said. She was enjoying this.

Unfortunately, the man's girl friend - or partner for the
evening, took it less well. "Well, if she so great, then why
don't you stay with her, as I'm clearly not good enough for
you?" she said angrily and then took her turn in the
bathroom.

Jane and the man looked sheepishly at each other. Jane did
like the look of him, and clearly it was reciprocated. The
man had never seen such a perfect and sexy example of female
flesh and her costume would provide him with fantasies
probably for the rest of his life. When the girl friend came
out, she stamped off down the corridor in her stilettos
without saying anything to either of them, although she
reserved a particularly nasty look for Jane, and muttered
"slut," as she pushed past her.

Jane went for a pee and wiped her slit carefully with the
paper. She was sticky with sexual juices, and, in a way, she
was relieved she had managed to get away from Lillian. She
knew she would not have been strong enough to resist her and
had had visions of experiencing an explosive orgasm right in
front of everyone: right there in that room. She couldn't
believe how easily she seemed to get to the point of climax.
Both Lillian and Donna were succeeding in turning her on so
very much, even though she was trying very hard to resist
them. Now she rather wished that she had been nicer to Donna
earlier; who, if push came to shove, she found more
attractive than Lillian. Lillian was sexy-hot, but rather
condescending. Come to think of it, she had no idea whether
Donna was really interested in women, or whether it had just
been Lillian trying to turn her on. Lillian certainly seemed
to know how to do that.

Jane got up and pulled her sexy panties up over her thighs
and then pulled her dress down to cover as much of them as
it could (which was not much). She straightened the nurse's
hat and tightened her left shoe, the strap of which had
loosened. The heel of her shoe was already quite worn on the
tip.

When she came out the man was still there -waiting for her.
In the background she saw a pair of fine legs in fishnets
and high heels and the hour glass figure of Lillian -also
waiting for her she realized. "It's nice to be wanted, I
suppose," she said to herself.

"Hi," she said to the man, smiling warmly. "Glad you're
still here. I'm sorry about your friend."

"O, don't worry about her, she'll get over it - you know you
are hard to compete with? Anyway, I was wondering whether."
Jane knew what he was going to say and she got there first.
She heard the click of Lillian's heels on the parquet floor
as she slinked forward to eavesdrop.

"Tell you what, I'll give you my number, you can call me
sometime." The man tried to conceal his delight, but was
unable to. He found a pen and a scrap of paper. Jane wrote
out her number and then wrote "Jane - nursing for all your
needs" on it. She was drunk, and when the man read her note,
he just could not believe his luck.

"Jane - right. Look, I'm Jonathan; I'll call." She saw
Lillian pouting and looking concerned. Jane realized she
enjoyed making Lillian jealous -Jane had had a lot of
experience of jealousy in the past but usually
unintentionally. She liked the man, and it also gave her a
perverse pleasure making Lillian jealous.

"Now run along, stud," said Lillian, smiling at the man, but
she was not thinking good thoughts about him at all. Jane
was hers and she would not rest until she had had her.

"Well hello again, Lillian," Jane said.

"Jesus,  Jane, I want you bad. I want to fuck you."
Lillian's voice was both seductive and Jane thrilled at the
sound and sight of the hot maid. With two steps Lillian had
pushed Jane against the wall of the corridor and then,
clearly thinking better of it, pulled her down to the very
end of the corridor at the far end, away from the sitting
room, where the music was now louder than ever. Just around
a corner the corridor ended but there was a third bedroom
there-clearly at one time it had been a maid's room-and,
just outside it, Lillian pushed Jane up against the door
jamb and proceeded to kiss her with a passion that almost
suffocated her. Jane felt Lillian's warm, wet tongue push
right to the back of her mouth and, suddenly feeling her own
passion rise, she responded equally hard, thrusting her
tongue into Lillian's wet, sucking mouth.. Lillian wanted to
strip Jane naked and fuck her right there and then with her
tongue.

Tearing her mouth from Jane's she said, "I'm gonna get this
slutty thing down right now - I'm so sick of these - I've
wanted to do this ever since I first saw you." Her fingers
closed around the front of Jane's panties right over that
distinctive nurse's red cross and Jane gave a muffled cry as
Lillian pulled hard. Lillian's fingers brushed Jane's slit
directly as the panties slid down her thighs. Jane felt the
cool of the air on her most private parts and she moaned as
Lillian's fingers touched her hypersensitive slit. Jane
flicked her well-toned leg and the panties flew off,
catching momentarily on the white leather straps of her
enticing high heel.

Lillian immediately felt how wet Jane was and she traced the
slippery extent of her vagina with her forefinger, at the
same time her other hand pulled down the zipper on the front
of Jane's nurse's uniform, and in a single deft movement the
uniform fell open. Jane's breasts seemed to literally bounce
free, no longer being held tight behind the material; each
pert globe crowned with a sexy, hard, long and very erect
nipple. Before she knew what was happening, Lillian ceased
kissing her and fixed her luscious lips onto Jane's right
breast and sucked hard. The dress was wide open, suspended
from her shoulders, the white vinyl hanging loosely down and
brushing the rear of her thighs as Lillian' hands
manipulated Jane's pert breasts.

"Oooh, yes, Lillian, owww! Oh god." Jane cried out as
Lillian's tongue explored and flicked her impossibly hard
nipple. Jane twisted in pleasure as she felt Lillian's hand
running up the inside of her thigh. Her pussy and ass were
now entirely exposed and Lillian could feel Jane's athletic
thighs and tight buttocks as her hand slid over her ass
cheeks. The muscles in Jane's thighs were hard and tight as
Lillian's hungry, insatiable, hand explored every wet inch
of her inner thighs and ass crack, all the while either
sucking or pinching first one and then the other of Jane's
lovely boobs.

Jane felt she was ready to climax and she cried out loudly
in pleasure when Lillian's probing fingers finally entered
her dripping snatch.

"Fuck me, fuck, please!" she cried out, and Lillian pushed
her forefinger into Jane's pussy, her thumb now pushing and
pressing the hard wet nub of Jane's stiff clitoris.

"You like this you hot tease eh?" Lillian's voice was
authoritative and commanding, and her domination seemed to
turn on Jane even more. Lillian could feel her own pussy
clammy underneath her black panties. She then lifted her
fishnet-clad, shapely knee and  pushed it into Jane's
dripping pussy - pulling the gasping girl onto her thigh
where she proceeded to pull and push Jane up and down her
raised thigh, feeling Jane's sexual juices flow over her
stockings and letting her garter button slide into Jane's
pink, swollen vagina, and then pulling or pushing her back
against the wall each time, the material grazing Jane's
labia and stimulating and flicking across the hard, wet lump
of Jane's clit. Jane was by now ready to climax, her
breasts, pussy and ass seemed to be on fire with pleasure
and she tensed her thighs and stomach to try and control her
climax in a vain endeavor to make it last.

"Oh, I'm coming, very soon, oh god, yes, yes, YES." Lillian
knew there was now no turning back and she dropped her thigh
and pushed two fingers deep inside Jane's streaming cunny,
still moving her thumb to keep that luscious clit
stimulated. Jane was warm and wet and Lillian pushed up
against the panting half-naked body, feeling Jane's sweating
breasts push into hers and, as Jane orgasmed, Jane's finely-
contoured leg passed around the back of Lillian's thighs,
pulling the two girls even closer.

Jane quivered and cried out in pleasure into Lillian's ear,
and her nurse's cap, which had so valiantly remained on top
of her head, now fell to the floor to join the plastic
stethoscope that had come off when Lillian had pulled down
the zipper and opened her dress. It now lay with her red
cross panties, lying in a heap underneath her stilettos.
Lillian's fingers were still deep inside Jane's pussy and
she was still fucking the girl when Jane whispered in
apparently spent passion.

"Go on, why not taste me? I'm so wet down there."

Lillian needed no encouragement as she slid gently and
slowly down Jane's hot body, her tongue stopping to flick
and suck Jane's right nipple and her hands sliding over
Jane's shapely hips and then onto Jane's hard thighs,
slightly shining with perspiration in the dim light from the
end of the corridor.

Lillian could now smell the scent of Jane's wet pussy and
she savored it. Her first licks were long and sweeping,
passing over the inside of Jane's shapely right thigh and
then sliding and savoring the wet, swollen labia. Jane was
still recovering from her climax, but the probing tongue
almost instantly aroused her again and she moaned quietly.
She bent her legs and opened her thighs as much as she
could.

  "Jane, you have such sexy legs.oh god," Lillian was
breathing in excited gasps, "Ummm." her tongue passed over
the bottom of Jane's slit and pushed hard into her asshole.
Jane gasped in pleasure and the smooth thighs under
Lillian's hands tensed, the muscles standing out prominently
as Jane enjoyed the tongue's probing touch.

  "Ohh my god, Lily, ohhh, that's good - fuck me with your
tongue, fuck me," Jane's moans were so turning on Lillian
that she began to finger herself in order to relieve her own
sexual tension. She pulled up her tight, white-edged, maid's
miniskirt and her fingers pulled aside her black lacy
panties and began to masturbate herself, her long ring-laden
fingers pressing hard on her wet hard clitoris, pushing and
rotating it as her other hand caressed Jane's lovely ass
cheeks and upper thighs, her tongue now sliding and probing
Jane's dripping pussy.

She could taste Jane's juices in her mouth and she could
feel the heat and arousal of the sexy girl on the end of her
tongue. Every time she pushed her tongue deep into the
girl's slit, Jane tensed and Lillian could not only feel her
wetness but her whole body trembling and twisting as she
approached release.

Jane now had her hands on Lillian's head and she began to
collect strands of Lillian's long, black hair and, then
pulling them gently, she tugged Lillian's head forward,
forcing her mouth closer, deep into her streaming snatch.

"Fuck me, fuck me, yes, yes, yes.." Jane felt so aroused-
standing naked in the corridor, Lillian's head in between
her thighs licking her ever so erotically, in just her 5
inch stilettos, a garter belt around one thigh, and her
dress hanging behind her with most of her body revealed for
anyone to see in its sexy entirety.

 "Ohhhhh." she moaned and then she began to feel herself let
go as if there was a huge landslip happening inside her. She
put her right thigh over Lillian's shoulder and, Lillian's
hand immediately began to hold and caress it making both of
them squirm with pleasure. Lillian's mouth was filling with
Jane's sex juices and although she, herself, was on the edge
of orgasm, she pushed Jane over the edge by removing her
hand from her own pussy and shoving three of her fingers
deep into Jane's wet shiny red cunt. She then vibrated her
hand very hard in that warm, wet, space.

Lillian arose from her knees and Jane began her final
approach to her climax, her lovely ass and hamstrings taught
as a bow, her thighs rock hard - a wonderful contour of
feminine muscle. Still fucking the girl with one hand.
 Lillian passed her other hand around Jane's naked, slender
waist, the vinyl dress brushing against the back of her hand
and held her close while Jane gasped and jumped, lost in her
orgiastic world. As Jane and Lillian pressed together,
Lillian could feel Jane's naked nipples pushing up against
hers under her thin maid's top. Jane's mouth kissed her
hungrily. The sight of the beautiful, climaxing body in
front of her and the feeling from her hand inside Jane's
tight, slippery vagina and from her finger on the woman's
pulsing clit was too much and Lillian came with a shuddering
gasp.

Jane held Lillian tight and, opening her eyes, she saw with
a start that they had an audience. There were four people:
three girls and one guy looking at them, a rather stupid
look on their faces.

Jane flushed deeply and pulled Lillian even closer to her to
cover her nakedness. Jane noticed the girl in the latex
pants she had seen before and also Donna's athletic form;
both of then looking at them with a smile on their lips.
"What an amazing body," Jane thought to herself as she
admired the smooth curves on Donna. The latex girl licked
her lips rather erotically and Jane knew that look: latex
had definitely liked what she had just seen. The other girl
was in a tight denim miniskirt and her boyfriend looked
utterly and completely astonished in what he had just
observed.

"Lily, why?" Donna's voice was full of emotion. Lillian
turned round and faced her, turning her back on Jane, who
squatted down on the floor, trying to wrap her dress around
her and zip it up again in the front.

Latex girl volunteered, "Well, all I can say is that nurse
is fucking hot - I mean look at her for god's sake, Donna".

Four pairs of eyes looked down at Jane's lithe nakedness -
her tanned body glowing with perspiration and in the dim
light her hard body had never looked more enticing. Then
there was Lillian, a highly provocative French maid - her
ample cleavage on full display and her superb dancer's legs
encased in fishnets and with her miniskirt twisted in some
degree of disarray after her masturbating frenzy.

The man's jaw was open in astonishment, his mind still
reeling from the completely erotic sight of that gorgeous
girl who he had noticed earlier in her nurse's outfit, being
fucked by lovely Lillian. Now he could not keep his eyes off
Jane, who was struggling into her nurse's dress, trying to
zip up the front, squeezing her luscious tight round boobs
under the tight material. He noticed that Jane's panties:
those tantalizing, sexy, red-cross-containing panties were
still on the floor and he wanted more than anything to help
her on with them and then perhaps touch her - on that ass,
those thighs, and do what Lillian had been doing to her - if
only.

"What a slut," said his girlfriend in his ear. She thought
that, but inwardly she wished she looked even half as good
as the two females in front of her. She also had to admit
that that hot brunette had seemed to be having an amazing
cum. She wondered if she would come like that if Lillian had
been fucking her. The fact that she was even thinking about
it made her more irritated with her boyfriend, who was
clearly enjoying the view.

"Come on let's leave these low-lives." The girl pulled the
man away. He left rather unwillingly, but equally he didn't
want to upset her -if she had not been with him, he would
definitely have stayed and tried to get know that smoking
hot nurse girl and lovely Lillian. His girlfriend in her
tight short denim skirt and heeled cowboy boots looked good,
but the lovelies he was leaving behind in the corridor put
her decidedly in the shade.

Donna looked very miserable, which just embarrassed both
latex girl and Jane who was still trying to minimize herself
behind Lillian. Lillian finally went forward in an attempt
to embrace Donna, but Donna pulled away. Jane, having no
emotional attachment in all this, kept thinking how much she
would like to see what Lily had just done to her being done
to that hot minx Donna, but equally she needed her red cross
panties back, which she now noticed lay underneath latex-
girl's very 80s-style ankle stiletto boots.

"Donna, I'm sorry, I still feel the same about you, look,
come on let's talk about this..." Lillian's voice sounded
sincere and Donna started to walk down the hall in apparent
disgust. Lillian followed her pleading her case.

"Fuck, those two are sooo hot - aren't they.?" Latex girl
addressed Jane without any apparent embarrassment.

"Er, yes, I suppose they are." Jane said trying to sound (as
usual) as if all of this raging lesbianism had been none of
her idea.

"Not that you don't show even them up - was Lily good to
you? I've wanted her to fuck me ever since I first met her,
but no luck so far. She really likes the pretty girls. I
thought that maybe tonight would be the night."

Jane guessed that latex-girl did not usually look like so
tarty and sexy - in fact said Jane, feeling pleased with her
character analysis, it dawned on her that usually Miss Latex
was more the butch-dyke type, even if tonight she looked
very tasty indeed. She visualized her in scruffy denims and
a white T-shirt, with her cropped dark hair she would
certainly look more like a "typical" lesbian.

"Excuse me, err."

"Julie."

"Yeah, hi. I'm Jane. Umm can I get my panties? They're."
Jane pointed to under Julie's feet.

Julie smiled and then chuckled with a mischievous smile on
her face. Julie picked up Jane's sexy panties, and putting
them to her nose, inhaled deeply and theatrically, the red
cross tight up against her nostrils.

"Ummmmmm, woah, you got a bit overexcited in these didn't
you Jane? These positively stink of sex. They are turning me
on!"

Jane had visions of those perverted teenagers who had fucked
her in the cinema. That hot Asian girl waving her cum-wet
panties in her face and laughing at her. I guess she had
only herself to blame for the predicaments he seemed to get
herself into.

"Can I have them back Julie. Please?"

Julie took a step forward until she stood very close to
Jane. Julie looked into Jane's brown eyes. Jane was a good 4
inches taller than Julie and, as Julie stepped closer still,
she could see only the top of her head with its shag cut.
Julie however now was close to Jane's neck and she could see
Jane's breasts tightly held in her sexy nurse's dress. Julie
wanted to unzip that top and see those breasts again.

"Jane, can I feel your tits?" Julie said it quietly, but as
she did so she ran her hands over Jane's cleavage and pushed
them with the back of her hand, enjoying seeing them bulge
enticingly. She heard Jane exhale in what she took to be
pleasure.

"No, Julie. Please, I want my panties back, no, not now."
Julie pulled the zip down on Jane's dress and now her round
globes were almost popping out.

Jane pulled away and she re-zipped herself. "Fuck Julie,
give me my fucking panties you dyke. I need them now." Jane
was irritated, she knew what Julie wanted from her, but she
needed her underwear more.

Julie smiled, her pussy encased in her latex was very with
the excitement of the chase and she felt she had Jane almost
in her power, or at least she would be very soon.

She was wrong: Jane suddenly pounced on the unsuspecting
Julie, catching her completely unawares. Jane was a strong
athletic woman who worked out regularly and was in great
condition. In a trice, she had pinioned Julie on the floor
she twisted her arm behind her back.

Julie squirmed and cried out in pain and frustration as Jane
picked up her panties that she had dropped as she was thrown
to the floor. Jane's right knee was in the small of her back
and her face was pressed against the parquet floor.
Suddenly, her arm was released and she saw Jane stepping
into those sexy panties and pulling them up over her
sensational legs until once again they were covering her
sex.

"Ouch that hurt, you bitch," Julie said, but inwardly she
very much liked the thought of being dominated by such a
hard body. Jane smiled at her, her red lips looking even
more sensual than usual.

"Well, you deserved it."

"You know I'd love to get to know you don't you?" Julie
said. "Oh yeah, I guessed that" said Jane, "but you have to
treat me right and don't blackmail me." Julie was excited
that Jane had not rejected her out of hand - in fact she was
amazed.

Jane put out her hand and helped Julie up. Then she kissed
Julie lightly on the lips. She enjoyed dispensing this
provocative gesture. "I'm such a slut", she thought to
herself. Just as Julie began to respond, Jane stopped and
walked down the hall without a word. Leaving Julie in a
rather confused state as she looked at Jane's tight ass and
those sensational legs walking back towards the living room.

Donna and Lillian were busy saying good-bye to a mass of
people as Jane came into the living room. Jane noticed the
man and woman who had been on the bed, and both the Duran-
Duran man and the girl in the tube dress from Lillian's
bedroom saying their goodbyes. The girl in the tube dress
and the man who had been on the bed looked very much the
worse for drink, and Jane thought the girl looked about set
to vomit. Perhaps this was why Donna and Lillian seemed so
eager to get rid of them. Another woman with them, who Jane
thought was rather attractive (now she could see her awake)
was dressed in tiny cut-off denim shorts and stilettos and a
midriff-bearing T-shirt.

Jane thought cut-offs were very sexy - she regretted being
too young to exploit that fashion idea. She always liked the
idea of wearing tight cut-off denim shorts sans panties.

Jane went into the now-emptying living room and helped
herself to another drink. She gulped it down. Then she had
another. The noise of people leaving was astonishing and she
realized that a group at the door was shouting their
goodbyes to her. She swung round and recognized Tracy, who
was also looking a bit tired and drunk. She waved at Jane.
Jane waved back.

"Perhaps I should go?" thought Jane, but her head was
swimming and she felt suddenly very tired. She once again
checked out the nice ass on the denim shorts girl and
thought how much she would like to put her hand down there
and explore.

"God, I'm drunk," she thought. "What's the hell's up with me
having erotic thoughts about everyone I happen to see?" She
didn't know the answer, but she knew that the attentions of
Lillian and Julie, had got her worked up, and even the large
amount of drink she had imbibed seemed unable to dampen her
erotic imagination.

"Fuck, look at you - I'm Jane."  Jane's voice was slightly
slurred but Donna couldn't help smiling as she took Jane's
proffered hand. Donna noticed Jane's elegant fingers and yet
also the absence of any ring on her fingers.

Donna was smiling as she lent forward and whispered rather
quietly, "I know - well, I do now.Lillian told me. I saw you
immediately you came in you sexy girl. Do you know that
Lillian and I are an item?" Jane replied that she had
thought so but was not sure. Jane was taller than Donna by a
few inches, so she stuck her ass out a bit as she tilted
forward to speak to her, an action that both Lillian and
Julie, who had finally closed the apartment door, found very
sexy. Jane certainly had an ass that was worth sticking out.

Lillian smiled in the background and winked at Jane.

"I've forgiven you as firstly, Lillian tells me you didn't
know and, secondly, because you are such a hot slut that I
don't blame her for doing you." Donna said this without any
apparent malice but with an intensity that might have
annoyed Jane, if she had not been so drunk.

"Gee, thanks Donna, I didn't realize Lillian needed
permission - I'll be a good girl from now on," Jane replied,
smiling, "God, I'm drunk."

Jane put her arms around Donna's neck and Donna said quietly
"Wanna dance then?"

"Well, that's novel.I've never danced with a woman before,"
Jane smiled as Donna gently pulled her close and she felt
Donna's hands around her waist. Jane's arms were around
Donna's hips and Jane ran her fingers over Donna's bare back
and then her ass, touching the hems of her tiny shorts and
the top of her thighs.

"Hey Donna, if I continue to be bad will you arrest me?"
Jane smiled. The drink seemed to be removing any inhibitions
she had left.

"Shit Jane, you're already arrested."

The sitting room was surprisingly big for a city apartment
and there was a large sectional sofa in the middle of it and
one whole wall was a floor-to-ceiling window. The curtains
were drawn and the lights were low, but it was plenty bright
enough. A sound system was delivering some kind of Latin
music - Cuban probably, Jane thought. She liked its rhythm,
but Jane was not one of the world's great dancers, and being
drunk hardly helped. She also quite honestly did not know
what to do when dancing with another woman. Lillian and
Julie seemed to be the only others left in the apartment and
Jane felt a warm, excited feeling in her stomach: partly hot-
blooded sexual excitement, partly the extra frisson because
she had no real idea what was going to happen next.
Normally, she would have been embarrassed, but the drink and
her horniness were keeping her surprisingly alert.

"Jane how do I know you?" Donna asked Jane. Donna seemed to
be persisting in trying to dance with her. She kept holding
Jane close to her one minute and then sort of walking away
from her, only to pull her close again. Jane was a few
inches taller than Donna so whenever Donna pulled her close
to her, Jane's tits ended up being squeezed against Donna's
bare shoulders. Jane could feel her nipples hard and
sensitive under the white vinyl of her nurse's dress.
Lillian's shapely curves were now reclining on the sofa, and
Julie in her hot little outfit was sitting, or more
accurately, was slumped very close beside her. Both of them
were looking at Jane and Donna with a good deal of interest.

Jane pulled Donna close and held her tight, her strong arms
holding the young, hard body close against her and smiling
that lovely, irresistible smile of hers.

"In your dreams perhaps?" she replied mischievously. Jane's
fingers pushed under the wide belt enticingly around the
waist of Donna's outfit and felt the laced-up front, then,
her fingers started at the waistband of her minute police
shorts and traveled downwards over her groin. Donna's shorts
were so tight that Jane could feel the girl's mound through
the thin fabric, and she could tell that she had no panties
on underneath. Donna made no protest and reciprocated by
running her hands over Jane's bare back and then squeezing
her buttocks through Jane's tight vinyl panties, her hands
underneath the short dress.

"No, I mean why did you come to the party? Did I invite
you?" Jane had wanted Donna ever since she first set eyes on
her, she did not quite know why as in so many ways Lillian
was the more stunning of the two, but Donna was just
downright sexy in a way that Lillian with her beautiful
hauteur could not match. Jane started to explain about
Jennie, but both she and Donna became more and more
distracted as they investigated each other's bodies with
mounting excitement.

"Jennie? Oh yeah, we were undergrads together - how is she?
Ohh Jane!" Jane fingers under Donna's police top had worked
their way under the laced up top and she was tweaking one of
those lovely tits that Jane admired so much..

"She is doing great - my, you do have lovely titties Donna,
shit, ouch!" Donna had tried to unzip Jane's dress and the
zip had caught her flesh, producing a squeak of pain.

"Uh, sorry, didn't mean to catch your boob. What do you do
Jane? You look like a porn star."  The zip on Jane's front
was now pulled down to her navel and Jane's lovely globes
were on view, their nipples sticking out invitingly.

"That's rich coming from you!" Jane laughed. She thought
Donna was about the hottest girl her eyes had ever seen.
Jane was drunk, but she knew that her analysis of Donna's
hotness was absolutely impossible to deny by any sane person-
man or woman. Donna, whose fingers were now caressing Jane's
naked, pert, breasts, certainly felt Jane was one in a
million.

Jane's nipples were long, stiff and hard and Jane moaned in
pleasure as Donna pulled her close and the two beauties
started to kiss.

Lillian and Julie couldn't take their eyes off the two
women,. Lillian's black panties under her fishnet tights
were now so wet with excitement that she wondered if she
could, as Donna had asked her, restrain herself from trying
to fuck both of them. Julie was so aroused by the sight of
Donna and Jane gently dancing and kissing that she felt
almost overwhelmed. She didn't know whether seeing Jane's
bare breasts squeezed up against Donna's chest, or the sight
of Donna's fingers running up and down exploring Jane's
white vinyl panties under her nurse's outfit was more
arousing. Julie, who looked so sexy today, wanted relief and
she wanted more than anything to lick any one, or all, of
the three lovely ladies who were exhibiting themselves in
front of her. She had always wanted Lillian and Donna, but
they had always resisted her charms, and now Jane, that
incredibly hot brunette with the stunning body had appeared
on the scene. Perhaps she was more strongly drawn towards
the hot nurse, because she could have had her only about
half an hour ago, if only she had been quicker and more
prepared. It made her ache to make love to her.

Donna was now proceeding to remove Jane's infamous dress
altogether, gently pulling it up over her. Jane wriggled her
head and shoulders until the dress was off and dropped on
the floor.

Jane's head was spinning both with the drink but also
because of what was happening to her. Donna had stripped her
dress off and she was luxuriating in the erotic pleasure of
being almost naked in front of all these hot women. Donna
was now both kissing her and trying to remove her vinyl
panties. They were small and very tight, but Donna, like
Lillian before her, persisted and she rolled them down so
they were now a tight strip of vinyl just under her buttocks
and as far as Donna was concerned that was fine right now.
Jane's white garter which was such an enticing feature of
her thigh was still there. Donna thought she had never,
ever, seen a sexier vision.

"Jane, Jane I want to have you, now."

"Oh yes, Ohhh, Oh god Donna. Ooooh" Donna's right hand was
now exploring Jane's sex, and she was pushing and probing
Jane's wet slit. As Donna was doing this, Jane was trying to
do the same to her, but Donna's uniform was too tight and
needed untying around the back of her neck which Jane could
not do because, if she got behind her, then Donna could not
continue to feel her up. Jane did not want her to stop
touching her, even for a second.

Julie and Lillian were now standing and Lillian was close
behind Donna, while Julie was behind Jane. Julie could not
resist running her hand over Jane's back and then down over
her buttocks and over Donna's hand which was currently
squeezing Jane's round ass cheeks. Donna and Jane were
engrossed in each other, and Donna had now managed to get
Jane to an even higher state of excitement, her hands
caressing Jane's labia and clit. Julie now joined in,
sliding her hands over Jane's ass and thighs and then slowly
caressing her sexy breasts. Jane was almost paralyzed with
pleasure as Donna's fingers did their work and her lips
kissed and explored Jane's mouth.

Donna rather suddenly pulled Jane toward the bookshelf that
stood by the door. Jane staggered, her panties tight around
her shapely thighs. Julie and Lillian looked on in pleasure
and surprise as Donna pushed Jane and whispered quietly into
Jane's ear, her lips brushing Jane's brown hair.

"Bend over and stick out that hot ass of yours - while I get
these off." Jane's prime, trim derriere and her incredible
legs were only inches from Donna's face as she dropped to
her knees. Jane's ass thrust outward, her hands now holding
the edge of the bookshelf. Jane could feel Donna pulling the
plastic panties down her thighs and then over her calves,
and she lifted first one shoe and then the other until she
was totally naked, excepting her garter belt and her white
heels, their whiteness contrasting against her tight, tanned
legs.

Donna was astonished at her own feelings of arousal. Even
Lillian, who was the sexiest girl she had ever met, seemed
almost uninteresting compared to this siren and these
buttocks and hard, athletic thighs.

"Go one Donna, fuck and lick her-make her explode" Donna did
not need Lillian's admonishments, as she passed her tongue
over Jane's slit and then pushed her forefinger into Jane's
swollen pussy. Jane moaned in pleasure and Donna's finger
could feel Jane's wetness and she could see her red sex
glistening with her aroused juices. Donna's tongue traced
out the curves of Jane's perfect ass cheeks and removing her
finger she pushed her head right up in between Jane's hard
thighs and,  her face pressing up against Jane's curvaceous
buttocks, she began to lick and taste Jane's dripping sex.
The tip of her tongue was just long enough to lick Jane's
clit from behind her and when she pushed it with her tongue,
Jane shivered and moaned in pleasure.

Donna luxuriated in the feeling of Jane's thighs clenching
and moving as her tongue pushed into her slit. She left off
caressing Jane's leg, and with her right hand made contact
with Jane's right breast. As soon as she got her finger
around the erect nipple and squeezed it hard, Jane started
to climax.

Julie and Lillian saw Jane's calves and thighs contract as
she went on her toes pulling herself erect, Donna's head was
being held tight between those luscious thighs. Donna's
hands, now holding Jane's left ankle and right thigh, tried
to hold her down on her mouth so she could continue to lick
and suck her sex. Jane, however, was now past the point of
no return. Trembling and writhing, she cried out as she came
and she collapsed down onto Donna's shoulders, who surprised
by this, rolled over backwards depositing the still-
climaxing girl on her back in a shiny, hard-bodied mass of
orgasmic feminine flesh.

Julie and Lillian clapped and cheered. Jane got to her feet
first, slightly teetering on her heels. Donna's hands
caressed her calves and Donna got a great view of Jane's wet
sex just above her head as she stood over her, one well-
shaped leg on either side of Donna's chest. Donna caught a
slim ankle and held her tight. She then sat up and, her
hands sliding up Jane's hard legs put her arms around Jane'
thighs and ass and held the hard body close, her tongue
flicking over Jane's smooth skin and the bottom of her wet
snatch.

Jane wanted Donna and she struggled. "Let me go, I'm want to
fuck you. Get off, for god's sake Donna." Jane was too
aroused to be really annoyed, but she could see Donna's
lovely body hanging on to her legs, preventing her from
moving and she wanted to strip the girl and just fuck her so
hard. "Jesus, Donna, let me go will you?"

She felt two hands close around her breasts and she gasped
as two fingers suddenly squeezed both her long, erect
nipples simultaneously. She cried out as she felt a pulse of
excitement pass through her, and she felt Lillian breathing
on her neck and Lillian's long black hair on her shoulders
as the French maid came up behind her and started to play
with her.

Twisting her head, Jane could see that now Lillian was
resplendent in only her sheer black stockings and her heels.
She noticed Julie was holding Lillian's black sexy satin
panties. Julie had presumably stripped them off Lillian and
she looked a bit like the cat that had got the cream.

"You not going anywhere sexy," she said. "I'm going to give
you this". Jane felt it before she saw it. A hard, long,
object pressed up against the top of her thighs, flicked
inside her ass, and pushed against the small of her back as
Jane writhed, trying to get free from Donna's arms around
her legs and Lillian's hands which were still holding her
nipples but also cupping her perfect round breasts.

Jane twisted her head and saw Lillian smiling sexily; her
tongue flicking over her white teeth, her blue eyes
flashing. Jane had just enough time to see, out of the
corner of her eye, the black belt around Lillian's slim
waist and the huge pink dildo jutting out from her groin.
Then Lillian's fingers squeezed her nipples hard once again
making Jane cry out.

Lillian roughly pushed her forward. Donna let go of her
legs, her hands sliding down her calves as Lillian and Julie
propelled Jane forward and pushed her hard onto the
sectional sofa. Jane's naked body bounced on the sofa, and
scarcely had she realized her boobs were no longer being
squeezed and kneaded, than the three girls were on her.

Donna grasped Jane's left thigh and knee and, almost as if
choreographed, Julie grasped her right. The two girls' hands
ran over her smooth legs and pulled them open. Jane writhed,
her hard ass lifting off the soft cushions as she tried to
fight Donna and Julie. Lillian's curvy body with its leather
strap-on now positioned itself over the panting, aroused
Jane and she felt Lillian's stocking-clad thighs against
hers as the sexy maid arranged herself over her, her lovely
boobs hanging down, and her erect nipples brushing Jane's.
The large pink dildo strapped over her slit looked
unbelievably long and thick. Donna's fingers felt Jane's
labia and clit and, as Jane moaned, two of her fingers
entered Jane's pussy, feeling her sex like an expert.

"You're good to go, Lil.," smiled Donna, "she's wetter than
a glass of water".

Lillian looked at Jane's tight body, her two shapely legs
held apart by Donna and Julie. Her sex; red, wet and
swollen: waiting, asking to be entered and pleasured; her
beautiful tits: round, tanned and perfect with their
prominent aureoles and her nipples stiff and taut with
extraordinary feminine arousal.

Lillian had already enjoyed Jane this evening, but this was
like a dream come true for her. She really had never thought
she would be screwing the beautiful girl who had arrived at
the party only a few hours ago. On her knees, she gently
licked Jane's right thigh, her tongue descending the smooth
skin until she could smell Jane's aroused sex and could see
its oozing wetness close up.

"Oh my god, Jane you are so hot." With this statement
Lillian began to lick and gently suck Jane's pussy as if she
was licking a warm ice cream, eliciting sexy moans and
groans from Jane. Soon her whole mouth was full of the
intense flavors of the sexy girl. Lillian judged the time
right when she could detect Jane was beginning to tense and
her breathing got faster indicating approaching climax and
at that point she stopped licking, leaving Jane panting for
more, her hips and breasts heaving.

She then kissed Jane, her red lips eating Jane's enticingly
curved lips, transferring Jane's sex juices into her mouth.
Donna and Julie whooped with encouragement as Lillian began
to smooch Jane with abandon and Jane responded with real
passion. Lillian's lips, tongue and teeth sucked and worked
on Jane's gasping mouth. After what seemed like a long time
and once again finally judging the time, she separated her
lips from Jane's, smiled and with one hand holding the dildo
straight out, she sought Jane's wet slit..

"Lillian, no, no" Jane cried. All the three girls laughed,
Donna's right hand caressed Lillian's breasts, her other arm
held Jane's leg against her groin and her hard young legs
wrapped around Jane's, their firm flesh squeezed together.
Julie's hands and latex-covered legs were holding Jane's
other calf and knee. She fiddled with the garter belt.

Jane was completely open for sex and Jane wanted it so badly
she thought she would faint.

"Go on Lil fuck our beautiful guest, fuck her hard. Make her
pussy so fucking wet I can drink her juices. Make her squirt
all over all of us." Donna whispered huskily, her voice full
of sexual promise.

Jane moaned as Lillian penetrated her. The long, pink dildo
slid slowly but steadily into Jane's pussy. Lillian savored
every second as the shaft vanished between the red swollen
labia. As each inch sank into the wet slit, Jane gasped
sexily and her hips rose up to meet the thick phallus. Julie
could not keep her eyes off Lillian's superb body as she
slowly pushed herself further into the trembling girl in
front of her. Julie had to pull hard against the force of
Jane's right leg as she moved and moaned as more and more of
the penis forced its way through that lovely, dripping
orifice.

Lillian was now fully inside Jane and Jane was sighing and
moaning and Donna and Julie smiled at each other knowingly:
they knew the signs only too well. Jane was not far off
climaxing. The two girls let go of Jane's legs and she
wrapped her slim, hard limbs around Lillian's waist. As
Jane's sexy heels interlocked behind Lillian's back, Lillian
started to fuck her slowly at first, but then speeding up
very gradually.

Lillian was now smiling, their breasts touching and sliding
over each other as she got to work. Lillian's hips and ass
writhed and pushed into Jane and, at the end of every
stroke, Lillian exhaled like an athlete. Jane's whole body
jumped every time the strap-on pushed as far into her as it
could go and Lillian's hips rammed into hers. Each time, as
Lillian bottomed out, Jane's tits jumped, their hard nipples
swinging in small arcs through the Sapphic air.

Jane had entered a mental space where all she could
understand was pleasure and arousal. Stabs of intense
pleasure pulsed through her pussy each time Lillian pushed
her hot body up against hers. She could feel the large dildo
stretching her vagina and she could see her juices were wet
against her naked thighs and had also soaked Lillian's
stocking tops and the pale skin above them.

"Ohh yes, ohhhh, yes," was all she seemed to be able to say,
her mouth paralyzed. Underneath the sharp pulses of extreme
pleasure, the large size of the dildo stretching the walls
of her vagina was a constant, but different stimulation. The
pleasure was affecting her so much that she was gasping
continuously, as if short of breath.

She thought Lillian's Celtic good looks even more enhanced
as she thrust rhythmically into her, her body glistening
with sweat, her wonderful tight breasts shiny with drops of
perspiration collecting on her pert nipples.

"Cum you sexy bitch, my beautiful girl, my fuck monster,
CUM!" Lillian thrust hard and Donna pushed on Lillian's ass,
keeping that huge phallus as far into Jane as it could
reach. Her other hand alternately squeezed first Jane's and
then Lillian's nipples.

"Yes, fuck her make her squirt!", Donna's fingers passed
over the dildo strap lying tight against Lillian's ass and
she caressed Lillian's wet slit and the small amount of
shaft that was all that was left of the dildo as the rest of
it pressed deep into Jane's sex.

Jane began to climax, but she struggled to resist it, trying
to prolong the intense burst of pleasure she knew was
coming, but as the orgasm started she wrapped her legs
tighter and tighter around Lillian's waist, squeezing the
panting girl as hard as she could. This only increased the
dildo's penetration, pushing the huge plastic penis even
deeper inside her. Donna pressed Lillian's beautiful round
ass into Jane at the same time and, as her fingers
erotically ran over Lillian's wet slit and buttocks, Lillian
began to come too. As she started to come, Jane took
Lillian's left breast in her mouth and sucked it hard.
Lillian, in a paroxysm of pleasure, withdrew herself, the
shiny dildo slipping out of Jane's pussy and then, as she
climaxed, she slumped down onto the gorgeous toned body
lying under her, once again driving that huge dildo deep
into the Jane's foaming pussy.

Jane gasped and had an intense and prolonged orgasm. The two
women held each other's trembling body close and tight as
they came and Lillian, in the extremis of her own climax,
pumped her hips, fucking Jane's pulsing, swollen pussy
making Jane scream loudly, her pussy seemingly spraying them
both with her sexual juices.

Julie had been contributing to both Jane's and Lillian's
pleasure, exploring the two screwing women right next to her
on the sofa. She was spoilt for choice with beauties filling
her astonished field of vision, so she just enjoyed the
ride, first sucking Jane's tits then Lillian's as Lillian
fucked the visitor's sexy body. Julie licked Jane's hard
thigh as it squeezed and wrapped around Lillian's thighs and
hips. As her tongue and fingers explored the two hot women
beside her she  masturbated, her latex pants halfway down
her thighs and her fingers rubbing her clit. Julie thought
that that the moment Jane and then Lillian started to climax
was the most erotic thing she had ever heard and seen. She
came soon after Jane and Lillian, and she cried out in
pleasure as she experienced her orgasm, throwing her head
back and trembling with pleasure on the sofa. Her cum was
heightened by a whole evening of sexual temptation but
little release, from the three sexy girls who had been
prancing, posing, and fucking in front of her, seemingly
ever since the start of the party

Jane felt Lillian's hot weight on her as she lay after her
climax, and as Jane recovered her senses, she enjoyed the
feeling of Lillian's breasts up against hers and she could
feel her wetness  dripping between her legs. Lillian was
panting and Jane could feel her breath on her face and head
and the rough feel of her stocking tops and garter belt
against the top of her cum-slicked thighs.

"Jane, you are a gold-standard fuck, oh my god" Lillian
sounded as she was released from a great emotion. Jane could
feel her pussy still throbbing and pulsing, the huge phallus
deep inside her. She remembered how nice it was to feel,
when Nicky had made love to her, his penis slowly turn
flaccid inside her and then slide out on its own as their
passion subsided. This dick, of course, would stay as hard
as the first time it entered her and it was still
stimulating her vagina, making her continue to ooze.

Jane was feeling very tired and her head was swimming, but
the three girls clearly had not finished with her. Both
Julie and Donna were running their hands over her thighs and
Julie was intent on kissing her on the mouth, which since
Jane was panting, was difficult, forcing Julie to suck and
lick Jane's neck instead.

Lillian's weight on her was now rather hot and oppressive
and Lillian clearly felt so too, so she pulled herself out
of Jane's pussy and standing up, she undid the belt on the
strap on and gave it to Julie's waiting grasp.

Julie slid the whole phallus into the mouth and noisily and
ostentatiously licked and sucked Jane's juices off it.

"Second-hand Jane eh??' laughed Donna, "She tastes better
from the source".

"Well, I think that Jane wants to fuck you "Miss-I'm-still-
dressed"" laughed Lillian and Lillian then proceeded to
jokingly wrestle with Donna. The two lovers rolled and
giggled on the sofa. Lillian soon managed to unclip the back
of Donna's halter top and the lace-up front that had been
stretched so enticingly over her tits fell down. After
Lillian literally ripped the top off her, she laughed.
Predatory as ever, she gave both Donna's lovely tits a rough
squeeze.

Julie was engrossed watching the two girls engaged in their
sexual foreplay and Jane, getting to her feet and at last
kicking off her sexy heels, snatched the strap-on from
Julie's hands and then  pushed her hard, making her smack
into the two barely-dressed, mock-wrestling girls on the
sofa.

Lillian was knocked to the floor and Julie's naked ass ended
up almost sitting on her face as they both rolled about.
Jane felt drunk but managed to fix the belt, still wet with
both her and Lillian's juices around her slim waist, the
vertical belt passing under her ass and rubbing against her
sensitive slit, the leather caressing and cutting into her
labia as she tightened the belt. Donna was on the sofa and
looking at Jane as she advanced on her, the strap-on
glistening with her own juices.

Jane fell on Donna like a feeding carnivore. She was
absolutely determined to get Donna's perfect ass fucked and
she was going to be the one to do it. Jane had been hit-on,
sucked, fingered, licked and fucked more times tonight than
she had ever been and she wanted to give some back and Donna
was the body she had chosen - the girl she had originally
wanted when she had first seen her in her sexy police outfit
all those hours ago..

Donna could feel Jane's passion and determination, and she
was more excited than she had been even when she had enjoyed
the taste of Jane's dripping pussy. Jane meant to fuck her
with her own strap-on, something that up until then Donna
had only ever let Lillian do.

Jane and Donna's naked bodies were entwining, looking every
inch the sexy Amazons - the big pink plastic penis sticking
out from Jane's groin. Jane arose and grabbed Donna's ankles
and pulled her legs up and Donna obligingly extended them so
she was now lying back on the sofa, her legs, complete with
her very sexy 6 inch cone heel transparent platform shoes,
sticking vertically up. Jane (at last! she thought) got hold
of Donna's tiny romper shorts and pulling them up, over
those sensational, smooth legs and Donna's fuck-me shoes,
she threw them as far as she could across the room. Lillian
and Julie were lying on the floor, Julie's hand between
Lillian's thighs, giving the "maid" yet another reason to
get excited-as if the Jane and Donna show was not enough.

Jane pushed Donna's legs apart - her spiky heels describing
a 90 degree arc and then Jane's hard tight ass and thighs
started to pump away as she entered Donna and proceeded to
fuck her.

Soon Jane's incredible body was shiny with sweat as she
thrust repeatedly into Donna's soaking pussy. Jane kept her
arms around Donna and held her tightly - the two athletic
female bodies jumping and vibrating together as Jane pushed
the prick as far as she could into Donna.

Donna was gasping and moaning as Jane pushed into her
powerfully, her thigh muscles working hard as she gave Donna
a fuck she would never forget..

Sweat was now coating Jane and the shine on her back, ass
and thighs just made her look even sexier. Lillian and Julie
both could see that Donna would be squirting soon. From
where they were lying, all they could see was Jane's shining
back, ass and thighs and, lying against that well-shaped
back, was Donna's shapely calves and those amazing heels -
they could not see anything else of Donna, except her hands
holding Jane's leather-belted waist. Jane's brown hair was
wet with perspiration and it hung in strands down over her
shoulders.

Jane withdrew from Donna, and Donna, who had been about to
come, said, "Jane, for god's sake don't stop, I want you to
fuck me, please finish me off". Jane ripped off Donna's
police cap and grabbed Donna's pony tail and, using her
hair, pulled her to her feet.

Donna gasped as Jane was quite rough with her. She pulled
Donna over to the wall opposite the large windows and pushed
her into the corner. Jane's hand pressed in between Donna'
legs; positioning them the way she wanted them. Jane began
to squeeze and manipulate Donna's choice feminine flesh up
against the cool wall, which made Donna want to explode in a
huge, explosive cum. After she had worked Donna up to a
fever pitch of arousal, Jane guided the phallus into Donna's
pussy from and then resumed fucking her again. It was not as
easy as she thought it would be as Jane, although taller
than petite Donna, was not the 3-4 inches taller required to
match her barefoot height with Donna's 6 inch heels. Donna
sensed this and after whispering, "Wait", she lifted her
left leg, and with Jane smiling in anticipation and helping
her, draped her toned leg sexily over Jane's strong right
shoulder. Access to her wet slit was now much better, and
the huge phallus once again slid into the young woman and it
started to weave its magic once again.

Donna gasped and squirmed as the phallus pumped in and out
of her dripping sex, twisting as it slid in and out. Jane
caressed Donna's firm boobs, the palms of her hands
stimulating Donna's erect nipples until she couldn't take it
anymore. Donna's right leg was taking most of her weight and
Jane felt the muscles in her thigh tight and taut under her
caresses. Jane continued kissing and licking Donna's neck as
she thrust up as rhythmically as she could. Donna squatted
down so the strap-on could enter her more easily and soon
Jane and Donna got into a rhythm that both girls found
incredibly arousing. Donna tried to stay the distance as
Jane fucked her.

How fantastic and turned on she felt. Jane's thighs and calf
muscles bulged, showing, once again, her superb physique as
she pumped away, and Julie, who was both masturbating her
own clit with her right hand, while simultaneously pressing
Lillian's wet and erect clit with her left thumb and palm,
experienced another massive climax.

Jane was breathing heavily as she pumped her hips in and
out. The long penis was slippery with Donna's pussy juices
and, as Jane fucked her, she reached and held Donna's hard
nipples as they swung up and down, her breasts moving with
Jane's rhythmic pumping. Jane could feel the strap on
pounding against her own sex and the leather strap in
between her ass cheeks was wet with her sweat and sex
juices. Every time she pulled out of Donna, the strap was
pulled into her swollen slit, scraping her labia and clit.
It was driving her wild. Every now and then the penis would
slip out and she would have to use her hand to reinsert it
into Donna's slippery vagina.

"Oh Donna, you are so gorgeous, I want you to cum so much.
Are you ready to explode, you sexy girl?" Donna's pretty
face was damp with perspiration, her eyes closed, savoring
the moment. She opened her eyes and shifted her leg on
Jane's shoulder. Jane could feel the strap of her shoe
against her ear. Jane held her very close, every muscle in
both girls was tensed.

Donna's beautiful gray eyes said all that was necessary even
before she had said quietly, her voice welling up from a
deep sea of pleasure, "Oh god yes, Jane, please make me cum,
please."

Jane pushed her hips, and the penis entered deeper into
Donna's vagina stretching it.

"Ohhh, ohhh god." Donna began to cum.

Her body went rigid, and then she started contorting in
Jane's arms as wave upon wave of sexual release coursed
through her. She lifted her other leg off the ground in her
orgasmic contortion and Jane took her weight, Donna hanging
around her neck, her left leg pushing down hard on Jane's
shoulder, made Jane feel the weight of the beautiful girl as
she came.

Jane pushed Donna hard up against the wall partly to hold
her up, but also because she knew that as she did so Donna
would be even more thoroughly impaled on her strap on than
she had been up to now. Donna positively squealed in
pleasure as the penis seemingly tore her red wet pussy
apart, its tip somehow penetrating to some part of hitherto
un-reached part of her dripping cunny.

Donna's stunning climax, suddenly made Lillian a little
jealous. Would Donna ever want her again after Jane's
skilful fucking? She felt a good deal of doubt. Both Donna
and Jane seemed so physically suited to each other - both so
beautiful and so fit - where would she fit in?

Jane pumped Donna a few times, her hands against the wall
and her tits dragging over Donna's as Donna's climax came to
an end.

"Jane, Jane, oh my god," was all Donna seemed to be able to
say. Both her feet were on the ground now, and Donna's legs
looked stunning - shining with perspiration and her calves
lusciously prominent in her 6 inch heels.

"Right, sexy girl," said Jane, "on your back; on the floor."
Jane stood erect, the wet phallus sliding up Donna's abdomen
as the phallus slipped out from between Donnas swollen
labia. In somewhat of a daze, Donna obediently sat down on
the rug, her heels scraping on the parquet floor. Jane took
hold of her ankles, and pulled Donna over towards the center
of the room, the rug being dragged with her.

Jane got to her knees and pulled Donna's stunning, smooth
legs together and then pushed the shapely limbs further and
further over until Donna's curvy limbs were right over
Donna's head, roughly parallel with the floor. Jane then
positioned herself against Donna's tight hamstrings and,
pushing down on the back of her thighs, she entered Donna's
pussy once again and began to fuck her, thrusting down from
above her -almost as if she was doing push ups.  As Jane got
into a rhythm, her boobs pressed up against Donna's thighs
and Donna started to moan with pleasure as Jane fucked her
hard, and also kept her squeezed between Jane's thrusting
lithe body and the floor, her legs over her head. Jane
reached up and held with one hand the heel of Donna's sexy
sandals, to help steady her as she screwed her. Jane's
perfect ass thrust in and out and Donna knew that this was
going to be very quick: she would come very soon, for the
orgasm was rushing up on her like a speeding truck.

Jane was pushing much deeper into her now, and the feel of
Jane's nipples brushing up against the back of her knees was
driving Donna absolutely wild. Jane pushed Donna's legs even
further and now Donna was folded over with the tips of her
blue, painted toenails touching the floor above her head.
Her pulsing sex was filled with the hard, rubbery phallus
and driving it in to her, was the sexiest body Donna had
ever seen and felt.

When Donna came, she came very quickly, "Fuck, yes, YES!",
she cried, and when she climaxed the peak of it seemed to
last for ever. Donna bent her legs and squeezed Jane around
her shoulders, her shoes leaving red marks on Jane's back as
she climaxed. Jane's hips pushed the strap-on ever deeper
into the orgasmic woman, which served to make Donna scream
even louder as sharp pulses of intense ecstasy passed from
the top of her brown pony-tail all the way down her hard
female body to the very tips of those 6 inch heels.

Lillian and Julie looked on with amazement at Donna
straining and crying out as she climaxed and Jane's curvy
athletic body resisting every twitch and movement of the
orgasmic babe under her. At last Donna relaxed. Her calves
relaxed onto Jane's shoulders, and Jane fell forwards as
Donna's legs opened, letting their bodies lie together,
every gorgeous inch of them pressed skin to skin. The two
bodies were wet with sweat, and their lips and tongues met.
Jane was now feeling utterly exhausted and all her drinking
made her feel as though the room was spinning. She closed
her eyes to prevent the spinning sensation from over
powering her and, when she opened them again, all she saw
was Donna's sexy thighs and red wet slit over her and
Donna's tongue exploring her inner thighs and licking her
labia and clit. She could feel Donna sliding her garter down
her thigh and soon it was drapen over her ankle. She was on
such a peak of arousal, she started to come immediately and
Donna's mouth sucked and licked her as she experienced a
breathtaking orgasm. As she did so, she pushed her face into
Donna's luscious pussy and she tasted her amazing wetness,
but Donna was so skilful that she experienced four or five
climaxes one after another, each one a little different to
the one before and every time they swept over her, she was
unable to do anything but arch her back and surrender to the
waves of pleasure. Then, as the last orgasm faded, she saw
Donna's hot thighs and ass move away as she stood up.

Jane's head began to swim. It was over. All Jane could think
was how she had not tasted Donna's pussy nearly enough. She
then lost consciousness.

She awoke with a start and wondered where she was. It was
dark with only a hint of light. She felt hot, and, after a
brief moment of confusion, she realized she was very sticky
and sore in between her legs. Then she remembered the orgy.

She tried to move, but realized that someone's leg was
draped over her. She managed to roll on her side and
realized she was in bed and there was a mass of brown hair
beside her. It took her a few seconds to realize that she
was in bed with Donna and it was Donna's smooth leg that was
over her. This struck Jane as both incredibly sexy, but also
worrying. She was completely naked. Even her garter belt was
missing. The bed was queen-sized. The two girls were
literally spending the night together. Jane wondered where
Lillian was, and what about Julie? She wondered whether
anything else had happened after she blacked out. Her head
was throbbing. Suddenly she knew that the last thing she
wanted was to be in this apartment with these rapacious
girls - she felt sexually drained and a little sick - she
had had far too much to drink.

"God - where are my clothes, my coat and my bag?", she
thought. She managed to slide out of bed and out from under
Donna's leg. Jane could see her fine ass and the curves of
her breast as she staggered to her feet and then almost fell
over Donna's high-heeled shoes which lay on the floor at the
end of the bed. The clock showed that it was 5:06 am. She
was really tender in between her legs- that strap-on-
Lillian had really given it to her, that was for sure.

She walked quietly on her toes out into the corridor and
into the living room - the scene of all that debauchery last
night. She corrected herself: it was only a few hours ago.
The living room was dark, but the curtains were open and she
caught sight of her naked body in a mirror. She shuddered
with a thrill of pleasure when she imagined herself being
fucked. Jane was proud of her looks and it gave her a real
thrill to imagine what she and Donna, or she and Lillian (or
for that matter she and Julie) had looked like going at it
like rabbits. She felt her clit and labia again and felt her
continuing sticky wetness. Would she ever come off this
sexual high? She needed a shower, but right now she had to
find her things and leave, pronto.

She could not see her nurse's dress anywhere and she began
to feel a sense of panic. She noticed Donna's cop's cap on
the floor, together with the police outfit and she
contemplated putting them on. She knew she would look hot in
them. Donna had been positively smoking when her tight body
had been squeezed into it. She tiptoed into the other
bedroom, where she had been with Lillian when she'd first
arrived and, sure enough, Lillian was there, sprawled out on
the bed, totally naked, the curves of her beautiful ass and
thighs catching the dim light from the corridor light, which
dimly illumination the apartment. Her raven-colored hair
completely enveloped her head. She was snoring lightly. The
French maid's dress was lying on the chair and those sexy
shoes Lillian had been wearing were there too. Jane saw her
coat and, thank god, her own white sandals mixed in with a
pile of other shoes - presumably Lillian's.

Lillian clearly liked shoes, she had lots of them and all of
them seemed to have high heels. Jane pushed her feet into
her white sandals and fastened the straps around her ankles.
When she got up, she felt a wave of nausea sweep over her
and she stumbled over to the sink. She decided that she
could not risk spending more time looking for her dress, and
anyway, she was hardly likely to be wearing it again in the
near future - she thought of Donna dressed in it and a spam
of arousal made her stomach flutter. The thought of Donna's
body encased in her dress drove away her nausea and she
returned to Lillian's room, picked up her coat and put it on
over her nakedness. She found her bag in the kitchen and,
thank god, her keys and wallet were still in it too.

There was no sign of Julie. Jane had to assume she had gone
home. She walked quietly to the front door, her heels
clicking on the wood floor and then she was out of the
apartment and down the stairs into the street. The cool air
wafting up around her thighs and pussy was reviving and she
flagged a taxi that just happened to be coming past. As she
left the apartment block she once again felt her head spin
and a throbbing soreness in her sex from the night's antics.

She showered and slept the rest of the night and late into
the morning in a dreamless sleep, surprisingly free of
thoughts of sexy rapacious lesbians having their way with a
beautiful brunette. However, although that particular night
was free of thoughts, her adventures would fire her up into
masturbatory fantasies for many, many years to come.

A day later she got a call from the Jonathan, the boy she
had given her number to at the party. He was clearly smitten
with her and Jane thought him rather sweet. She agreed to go
out with him the next week.

Shortly after that, Donna left a message for her at home.
Donna wanted to see her again. She ended the call with a
kiss into the phone and whispered she wished she was kissing
her cunny. Jane masturbated over the message a few times and
then deleted it without calling Donna back.

Two days later at the weekend her phone rang and when Jane
answered it she heard Jennie's voice ask,  "Well, Janie how
was that party? What happened?"

Jane wondered whether to tell her really what happened or
not.

What the hell was she going to going to do with Donna and
Lillian? She had a lot of thinking to do.

"Hi Jenny." Jane then started to talk.

END