Friday, July 29, 2016

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 140

Rose shivered visibly when Tanya’s tongue touched her, and Rebecca felt a sympathetic vibration between her own legs. She reached down to touch herself as Tanya began, somewhat awkwardly, to lick Rose’s pussy. There was a look of intense concentration on Tanya’s face; she wanted very sincerely to make Rose happy. Rebecca saw Rose’s petals part as Tanya’s tongue slid between them, saw a look of dreamy distraction come over Rose’s face.

For awhile time seemed to stop; it was quiet in the room with Tanya’s head bobbing up and down, back and forth as Rebecca watched with bated breath, fingering herself with one hand. The spell was broken when Tanya found Rose’s clit and she came explosively, body contorting as she gripped Tanya’s head between her thighs.

When Rose released her Tanya sat up and looked over at Rebecca as if seeking the younger woman’s approval. Stepping forward, Rebecca took Tanya’s chin in her hands and leaned down to kiss her, relishing the familiar taste of Rose’s pussy on her lips.

They changed positions as if choreographed, Rose standing up from the bed and Rebecca taking her place. Rebecca leaned back, letting her legs fall open, ready to receive the reward that she had earned.

* * *

Meanwhile, over at Mimi’s, Claire, Tara, and Olivia were getting ready to go on stage. There was a loud clamor coming from the waiting crowd, and Olivia found herself wondering what she’d gotten herself into. Her plan for the night had involved a little burglary, sure, and some sabotage — but not participating in a live sex show. Here she was, though, pussy throbbing as she anticipated what was about to happen.

They’d spent most of the last hour hashing out what they were going to do, then raiding Mimi’s extensive storeroom for an appropriate wardrobe. Mimi had wanted them to re-enact the photo shoot that had been the cause of this whole dustup — something that many of the women in the audience were already familiar with — but they rejected that idea out of hand. They discussed several different concepts but in the end decided on a scenario that Claire devised based on a dream she’d once had.

Olivia was dressed in a white blouse, white skirt, and white knee socks. Her hair was done up in pigtails, making her look even younger than she actually was. Claire and Tara were both wearing frilly, old-fashioned gowns that were tight around the waist and showed off their cleavage to nice effect. They had even enlisted Donna in the effort; she stood next to Olivia in her uniform, idly twirling a pair of handcuffs.

Mimi appeared and told Claire and Tara to take their places. They were sitting on matching plush chairs at stage right, fanning themselves, when the curtain went up. Donna, meanwhile, cuffed Olivia’s hands behind her back and picked up a handful of flowers that Mimi had sat down next to her.

From the audience’s perspective Donna and Olivia entered from the right, Donna leading the handcuffed girl with one hand, holding the flowers in the other. She steered Olivia across the stage and they stood in front of Tara and Claire.

“I found this one picking flowers out by the creek,” she said. “Again.”

Claire shook her head. “You just don’t learn, do you?” she said. Olivia looked down at the floor, refusing to meet Claire’s eyes or respond. “Leave her to us,” she said to Donna, who nodded and exited after sitting the flowers down on a table.

Standing, Claire walked over to Olivia, opened her blouse, and pinched each of her nipples. After slapping each breast and watching it jiggle, Claire spun Olivia around and bent her over the table. In this position her head was just inches away from the pile of flowers, which were a random assortment of different colors and varieties. “Whose flowers are these?” barked Claire.

“Yours, ma’am,” answered Olivia meekly.

“Goddamn right,” said Claire. “And what are you going to give me in return?”

“” stuttered Olivia. “Any...anything you want, ma’am.”

“You better believe it,” said Claire. She picked up a pink carnation and pushed the stem into Olivia’s mouth; Olivia obediently bit down on it, looking up meekly.

Tara, meanwhile, had picked up two riding crops that were leaning against the wall. She handed one to Claire, who reached down to lift Olivia’s skirt. She was wearing white cotton panties, which Claire now pulled down around her knees. “After you,” she said to Tara.

“No, after you,” insisted Tara.

“On three, then.” They positioned themselves on either side of Olivia, and when Claire counted three, they each brought their crop down on the nearest butt cheek. Olivia yelped and trembled. After that they began alternating blows, first Claire, than Tara, then Claire. The audience cheered and clapped every time one of the crops landed on Olivia’s rump; this egged them on, making them hit a little harder than they would have otherwise.

When Olivia’s ass was glowing a nice, warm red Claire and Tara dropped their crops. Tara pulled Olivia’s panties all the way down and off and kicked her feet apart so her legs were spread wide and her weight rested entirely on the table.

It was quiet in the room suddenly, as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see what would happen next. As a result, when Claire and Tara started to finger Olivia the squishing sounds that her pussy made were clearly audible, as were her soft, whimpering moans.

Tara fed Olivia fingers covered in her own juice as Claire dropped to her knees and penetrated the Asian girl with her tongue. Olivia’s moans grew deeper and louder and the crowd seemingly exhaled as one, murmurs of excitement rippling through the room. Playing to the crowd, Tara did a striptease, first revealing her breasts and pushing each one into Olivia’s mouth. Then she wriggled out of her dress and teasingly pulled off her panties.

Sitting down in one of the chairs at stage right, Tara spread her legs and began to touch herself as she watched Claire tongue-fuck Olivia. Soon Olivia had a massive, quivering orgasm, drawing a round of applause from the audience — surprising Olivia, who had closed her eyes and forgotten where she was and what she was doing, lost completely in a world of pleasure.

Claire stood Olivia up and led her over to where Tara sat. Putting her hands on Olivia’s shoulders, Claire pushed the younger girl down onto her knees. Olivia hesitated, suddenly aware of all the people looking at her. How had she come to be in this position — bound, exposed, performing depraved sexual acts for an audience of strangers?

Growing impatient, Tara took hold of Olivia’s pigtails and used them to pull Olivia’s head down into her crotch. Olivia had no choice but to stick her tongue out and get to work, and once she did, she discovered that Tara’s cunt was incredibly creamy and delicious. She began to lick it enthusiastically, again forgetting that anyone was watching.


Monday, July 18, 2016

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 139

Tanya had put on pajamas and gone to bed, but there was no way she was going to be able to sleep. Her mind was much too busy processing what had happened over the last few hours, and trying to figure out what was going to happen next. Plus she could hear moans from the living room — first those coming from the TV, and later those coming from the two real live girls.

After tossing and turning for more than an hour Tanya found herself standing up from the bed and walking to the door. She moved without thinking, as if in a trance. She went down the hall and stood in the doorway leading to the living room. In the flickering light from the TV screen, she saw Rose on her knees in front of the couch, face buried in Rebecca’s pussy.

Rebecca and Tanya looked at each other thoughtfully. There were no more secrets now, no more half-truths; all the cards were on the table. Slowly, inexorably, Tanya was drawn forward until she stood right next to Rebecca. Her knees were just inches from Rose’s shoulder but Rose, preoccupied, hadn’t yet seen her.

Looking back on it later, Tanya would think about that moment. She still could have changed her mind, gone back to bed, tried to pretend that whole evening had never happened. Maybe her life would have gone on more or less the same way it had been. Instead, she reached down, unbuttoned her pajama top, and let it fall open.

Rebecca drew in her breath. Tanya had, absolutely and without question, the most magnificent breasts she’d ever seen — not that she had seen that many, but there was something very special about them. They were large, round, full, and firm, with perfect pink nipples that were standing up tall and proud. Craning her head, Rebecca took the one closest to her into her mouth.

Tanya let her head fall back and closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of Rebecca’s warm mouth on her flesh. It was only at this point that Rose looked up from between Rebecca’s legs and saw what was going on. Giving her friend a knowing smile, Rose moved to suck Tanya’s other nipple.

Feeling two mouths on her, Tanya opened her eyes and looked down at the two black-haired heads bobbing at her chest level. She put a hand on each girl’s head and gently stroked their hair — so soft, so lovely. They smelled delicious too, these girls — like flowers, vanilla, peaches, and of course pussy.

Tanya had never before smelled one other than her own, but she had always secretly enjoyed the scent that came from down there when she was aroused. Which she was right now — extremely aroused; she could feel the fluid flowing between her legs and running down her thighs. Her legs felt a little weak but she managed to stay upright, keeping her hands on Rebecca and Rose for balance.

After giving the older woman’s breasts a long and lavish tongue bath, Rebecca and Rose each hooked a finger into the waistband of Tanya’s pajama bottoms. Working in concert, they slowly pulled the pajamas down and let them drop to the floor. Tanya now stood there naked, nervous and excited. She was about to have her first lesbian experience — a threesome, no less, with two young women for whom she was supposed to be providing guidance and stability.

The rational part of her mind was trying to tell her to stop this, that it was wrong. But it was too late; in her heart she had already crossed the line. Her legs gave way but she felt herself being caught by four hands, which eased her down onto the couch.

Dropping down in front of her, Rebecca and Rose each took hold of one of Tanya’s knees. They spread her legs wide to reveal a dripping wet, bright pink pussy just begging for attention. Tanya’s heart was pounding, her breath was shallow and uneven. She let out a long, deep moan as each of the girls planted a kiss on one of her inner thighs.

Tanya had never felt anything like the sensation of two soft tongues tracing up her thighs, circling her crotch, and then meeting in the middle. She surrendered utterly and completely to the pleasure of the moment, again gently stroking Rose and Rebecca’s heads with her hands. She was so sensitized, so ready, that she spasmed slightly with every little touch. Rebecca and Rose took it slow with her, probing and caressing gently with fingers and tongues, but even so it didn’t take long before she went over the edge. Her body stiffened, hands gripping the girls’ skulls tightly as the wave of climax rippled through her, then relaxed.

Rebecca and Rose turned to each other and made out for a while, tasting Tanya’s juices on each others’ lips, then dove back in again. It took a little longer this time, but Tanya’s second orgasm was much more intense, causing her head to fall back on the edge of the couch and her eyes to roll back in her head. Again Rebecca and Rose embraced, tongues pushing into each other’s mouths, boobs pressing together underneath.

Finally Rebecca and Rose separated and stood before Tanya naked, holding hands, looking almost innocent in their youth and freshness. Tanya sat up and the three of them looked at each other, smiling conspiratorially, a new bond having been formed between them. From that point on it was almost like they were communicating telepathically, like they all knew what they were going to do next without anyone having to say anything.

Rebecca offered her free hand to Tanya, who took it, standing up from the couch. With Rose on one side and Tanya on the other, Rebecca led the way to the bedroom that she and Rose had been sharing. For a minute Tanya remained in the doorway with Rebecca as Rose climbed onto the bed, stretching out full-length with her legs slightly parted.

Tanya looked at Rebecca, who nodded almost imperceptibly by way of encouragement, then moved over toward the bed. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Tanya bent over to take one of Rose’s breasts into her mouth. They were much smaller than Tanya’s own, just pert little mouthfuls. Rose squirmed and giggled a little, reaching down to cup Tanya’s ass as she leaned across to suck the other nipple.

Rebecca just stood there watching as Tanya made her way down Rose’s body. She had the perfect viewing angle as Rose’s legs fell open all the way and Tanya’s head moved down between them, her tongue reaching out for its first taste of another woman’s cunt.


Monday, July 4, 2016

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 138

Olivia raised her hands and backed into the room, followed by a security guard in a dark blue uniform with a pistol in one hand. The guard was a dark-haired woman with her hair pulled back into a tight bun and a solid, athletic physique. She gave off the vibe of someone who you didn’t want to mess with.

“Step away from the keyboard,” she said to Claire, and Claire complied, moving slowly and deliberately. The security guard reached for her collar and, activating her radio, mumbled a few words that were hard to make out.

Tara, who appeared to know the guard, held up both hands in a calming gesture. “Hold on a minute, Donna,” she said. “Nothing to get excited about.”

Donna shrugged. “I’m not excited. But you guys aren’t supposed to be in here. I have a job to do.”

A minute later Mimi appeared dressed in a kimono and looking annoyed. “I have two hundred guests upstairs,” she said as she came into the room. “What is it that requires my attention so urgently? I don’t have time—” Seeing Claire, Tara, and Olivia, she broke off in midsentence. “Oh, I see.”

“You’ve gone too far this time, Mimi,” said Tara.

“I thought you worked for me?” responded Mimi.

“You know you’re in the wrong,” said Claire. “Promises were made.”

Looking at Claire, then over at Olivia, Mimi said, “I can understand how you feel. But those pictures were just too good to keep to myself. You’ve seen them, you know.”

“Fair is fair,” answered Olivia.

Looking suddenly exasperated, Mimi snapped, “Be that as it may, I have a signed release, if you recall. I haven’t done anything illegal. You have. The sheriff is a friend of mine and if I asked him he’d be happy to arrest you for trespassing, computer espionage, and maybe one or two other things.” Claire started to protest and Mimi cut her off. “But as it happens I’m in the mood to make a deal.”

Indicating that Donna should lower her weapon, Mimi explained, “My live entertainment for tonight cancelled at the last minute, leaving me in a bit of a bind. Help me out with that and I’ll forget this ever happened.” Seeing the skeptical looks on the three girls’ faces, she added, “And I’ll take your pictures down. Permanently.”

Tara, Claire, and Olivia exchanged looks, unspoken thoughts passing between them. It was Claire who finally spoke up. “What would we have to do?”

* * *

Rebecca and Rose cuddled up together on one couch while Tanya stretched out on the other. The movie started kind of slowly, but there was something charged in the atmosphere that made all of three of them both nervous and excited to varying degrees.

Rebecca and Rose had never touched alcohol before, so they both got tipsy pretty quickly. They stared wide-eyed when the movie started to heat up, and it quickly became even more graphic than Rebecca had expected. When one of the girls onscreen sucked the other one’s breast while fingering her, then moved down between her legs, Rebecca felt the liquid gushing from her crotch. And it only got more explicit from there.

Tanya, meanwhile, was guzzling her wine at an accelerating pace and looking more and more anxious as the movie went on. When the girls in the movie 69ed while slapping each other’s butts, her conscience was telling her that this was inappropriate, that she should get up and stop the movie right now.  But she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. It was like she was hypnotized, frozen in place.

Rebecca and Rose both occasionally looked over at their hostess to see how she was reacting; several times Rebecca whispered something into Rose’s ear and they both giggled. Tanya’s face was red and her nipples were hard, that much was clear even in the dimness.

When the movie was over, they all just sat in stunned silence for a minute. Then Tanya abruptly downed the last of her wine in a single big gulp and said, “I have to go to bed now. Good night.”

Rebecca looked at Rose and shrugged. They seemed to have gotten under Tanya’s skin a little bit. She grabbed the remote control and started looking through the scene selections for the good parts.

Aroused and intoxicated, Rebecca and Rose quickly lost all their inhibitions. As they watched they began to shed their clothes right there in the living room, caressing, fondling, and fingering each other. Soon the air was heavy with the smell of sex, and the room was filled with moans — those coming from the TV and those coming from the two girls on the couch.

Rose leaned over to lick and suck Rebecca’s nipples, then rolled over onto her knees on the floor in front of the couch. Her head was buried in Rebecca’s crotch when Tanya reappeared in the room.

Rebecca’s eyes met Tanya’s and a look passed between them. Far from seeming embarrassed or ashamed, Rebecca’s gaze was steady and level. This is what’s happening, her eyes said — what are you going to do about it?