Wild Week chapter 10, Brainna’s encounter at the store.

CHAPTER 10 : Still Friday

Brianna sat at the counter, tapping her fingernails and sighing with boredom. The last customer had left 15 minutes ago and she was alone in the store. Her boss, Caroline, had left early, as she often did on Fridays, leaving her daughter Tami in charge of the little boutique. And as usual, 5 minutes after Caroline was gone, Tami left also, going to meet a guy, leaving Brianna alone to mind the store and lock up. She didn’t mind. Tami was no help anyway.

Her thoughts soon turned to last night’s dream. She had never thought of her bottom as erotic. She knew people had anal sex, but she had never even imagined herself doing anything that kinky. But ever since she had orgasmed when Mama had touched her back there and given her an enema, she had become aware of how sensitive her little butthole was. And then last night she had dreamed that Peter McNamara had actually fucked her in the behind, only he’d had Billy’s penis.

She hadn’t been able to forget the feel of her brother’s big hard cock in her hand, and how the white cum had spurted out the end when he had stroked himself off with her hand. It had disgusted her at first, but she couldn’t stop thinking about it. And thinking about it made her feel flushed and shaky, wanting to touch herself, but she had never masturbated anywhere but in her own bed, safely under the covers. She wished she could be more like Tami. Although a year younger at 18, Tami wasn’t embarrassed by anything. She just went for it.

Brianna shook herself back to the present, realizing that she had been grinding her crotch into the edge of the stool she sat upon. With a groan, she stood up and stretched, glancing up at the clock. Ten minutes to closing time and not a customer in sight. She might as well close up early and head home. If Billy was home, they could get an early start to their grandparent’s house. It was at least a two hour drive and she would rather not have to drive after dark. She walked over and locked the front door, flipping the sign to “Sorry We’re Closed.”

A knock on the glass stopped her as she was headed to the back room. Turning, she saw Lauren Gregory standing at the front door, an imploring look on her face. If it had been anyone else, Brianna would have just told them to come back tomorrow, but Mrs. Gregory was their number one customer, and a good friend of Caroline’s as well. She went back and opened the door. “Hello, Mrs. Gregory,” she said politely, stepping back to allow entry to the elegant lady.

“Hello, Sugar,” Lauren answered a bit breathlessly, having had to hurry to catch Brianna. “Am I too late?”

“No,” Brianna said, “I think I’m early, actually.”

“Oh good!” Lauren exclaimed. “Sorry to keep you, but I’ve got my niece coming in tomorrow and I wanted to get her a swimsuit.”

“That’s okay,” Brianna answered, but she relocked the door so no other latecomers could enter.

Brianna led her over to the racks of bathing suits, making polite chitchat as the older woman looked through the assorted styles. Finally, Mrs. Gregory pulled one from the rack and held it up. It was a gaily flowered print one-piece. “I think this would suit Lisa nicely,” she said. “I wish I could tell if it was going to fit her.” She looked over to Brianna. “You know, Sugar, you look like you’re about the same size as her. Hold this up and see if it looks like your size.”

Brianna took the suit and removed it from the hanger, holding it up to her body. Mrs. Gregory looked at her doubtfully and shrugged her shoulders. Before she even knew what she was going to say, Brianna said, “Do you want me to try it on and see?”

“Why, yes, Sugar, that would be splendid,” Lauren answered with a surprised yet pleased look.

Brianna smiled back and headed for the dressing rooms. She entered the first cubicle and pulled the curtain. As she saw herself in the mirror, she suddenly wondered why she had offered to try this suit on. She had never done so before, and it certainly wasn’t part of her job. It sure wasn’t because Tami had said this woman liked girls, she told herself. Oh well, it was too late now, she shrugged. She stripped off her baggy blouse and mid-calf length skirt. Hesitating, she again looked in the mirror as she reached back to unclasp her bra, quickly unhooking it and letting it fall.

She shivered, looking at her reflection. She was wearing only her panties and hose, and a fresh set of goose pimples. Her nipples were standing out fully erect. She was reminded of Mama’s soft breast and big hard nipple in her mouth. Shaking herself, she pulled off her pantyhose and stepped out of her panties, quickly grabbing the swimsuit and pulling it on. Oh God, she thought when she had it on and looked into the mirror. It was at least two sizes too small in the bust. It barely came above her pointing nipples, and a wide expanse of the untanned triangle on each breast was exposed. Should she just get dressed and tell Mrs. Gregory that it didn’t fit? Tami wouldn’t be scared to wear this, she told herself. She took a deep breath, firming her resolve, pulled open the curtain and stepped out.

Lauren’s eyes went wide with surprised delight when she saw Brianna’s curves barely concealed by the too small suit. “Oh my, Sugar!” she exclaimed. “I was wrong. You’re much more voluptuous than Lisa. Especially up top.” She circled the blushing girl, eyeing her appraisingly. “And here I thought you were pudgy. My God, girl, you’ve got a sexy body. Why do you dress like such a frump?”

Brianna shrugged, eyes lowered demurely. But she was glowing on the inside. It was one thing for her mother to compliment her body, but something else entirely to hear such praise from this elegant, possibly-lesbian, older lady.

Lauren walked over to the rack and briskly riffled through the bathing suits. “Ah, here we go,” she said, pulling out a bright orange two-piece string bikini. She came back to Brianna and held it up to her. “I think that this would suit you much better. Would you like to try it on?”

Brianna met the older woman’s gaze, smiling shyly. She nodded and took the hanger, returning to the changing room. She was trembling as she removed the skin-tight one-piece, dropping it to the carpet. Standing stark naked, she struggled to remove the bikini from the hanger with clumsily shaking fingers. Finally she succeeded in getting it free and stepped into the bikini bottoms. These were much skimpier than the ones she wore to the tanning parlor. They only had a thin strip in back, which went right up the crack of her ass when she pulled them up. The top was just two tiny triangles on a bit of orange string.

Ducking her head, she pulled her long brown hair out of the way and tied the string behind her neck then fitted the small cups over her ample breasts. She stood back upright, shaking her hair back into place with a twitch of her head and pulling the strings behind her back. Looking into the mirror, she suddenly froze in shock. She had forgotten to close the curtain! Mrs. Gregory was standing just ten feet away, arms folded and a slight smile on her face. She saw me completely naked, Brianna thought with a shiver. Her face blushed beet red. How the hell could she have forgotten to pull the curtain? To cover her embarrassment, she blurted out the first thing that popped into her head. “Uhh…Could you help me tie this, please?”

“Of course,” Lauren answered, coming forward. She gently took the strings from Brianna’s hands and began tying them in a bow. “You’re a real knockout, Sugar,” she said. “I’ll bet all the boys are after you.”

“No, not really,” Brianna said quietly. She was acutely aware of Mrs. Gregory’s warm fingers touching her bare skin.

“No?” Lauren ran her fingers under the now taut string, moving them under Brianna’s arms and around to the front, seemingly adjusting the fit. She stepped closer, coming up against Brianna’s back, looking over her shoulder and into the mirror as she made minute adjustments to the filled to bursting cups of her bikini.

Brianna’s breath caught in her throat when the fingers touched the sides of her breasts. She watched in the mirror as the arms came around her more fully, the hands moving to the material in between her breasts, the wrists resting lightly across her firm titties, a mere wisp of flimsy material between them and her straining nipples. She looked up and found the older woman’s eyes studying her intensely in the mirror. They stood, frozen for a moment in time, gazing into each other’s eyes, both barely breathing.

Very slowly, Lauren’s lips came down and kissed Brianna lightly on the back of her shoulder, then stopped, hovering just above the skin, waiting. Brianna didn’t think anything. She was very hot, yet she shivered and had goose bumps all over her body. All she knew was this lady’s touch excited her to no end, and she wanted to be touched. Touched like Mama had touched her. Touched all over her body. Without being consciously aware of it, she leaned back, pressing her body more tightly to Lauren’s, her eyes mutely signaling her acceptance.

Brianna drew a shuddering breath as Mrs. Gregory’s hands closed over her aching breasts and her hot mouth began hungrily kissing the nape of her neck. She closed her eyes and lolled her head back as she felt the hands find their way under her top, gently pinching and tweaking her engorged nipples, sending electric jolts of excitement straight to her pussy. She whimpered softly as Lauren sucked and nipped at her sensitive neck while one hand left her breast to slide down her flat, naked tummy. Brianna gasped out loud when Lauren’s hand slid between her legs to cup her mons firmly through the brief fabric of her suit, her own hand reflexively shooting down to cover Lauren’s and her knees going momentarily weak.

Without thinking, Brianna spun in Lauren’s embrace, keeping the woman’s hand clamped to her burning crotch. Before she realized what was happening, Lauren’s soft, soft lips were on hers, her pale pink lipstick combining with Brianna’s own frosted tangerine. She was dizzy with desire as Lauren’s fingers began rubbing her pulsating pussy through the bikini and her tongue worked its way into Brianna’s instinctively opening mouth.

As their tongues intertwined, Brianna had to grab hold of the older woman to keep herself upright. Here she was, not only being kissed passionately, but being kissed by a woman! A woman who was older than Mama, older even than Daddy! Her mind was reeling.

Lauren reached up with her free hand, taking Brianna’s right hand from her shoulder and pushing it down under her skirt. As she felt the young girl’s tentative fingers make contact with her silk panties, she slid her hand down the front of Brianna’s bikini. Her fingers slipped through the thick bush of pubic hair and found the sopping slit of Brianna’s vagina. She pulled the labia apart with her first and third fingers and tenderly probed the virgin hole with the middle one. It was incredibly wet, thick slippery fluid leaking out into the girl’s pants.

Brianna pulled her mouth from Lauren’s, gasping for breath when the gentle fingers touched her bare pussy. The tip of one finger started to enter her, then pulled back and began tracing little circles around her stiff clitty. Eyes closed tightly, she moaned deeply and worked her own hand into Lauren’s panties. The pubic hair was silky soft. Her hand pushed deeper, feeling hot skin and slippery wetness. Spellbound, she barely registered the soft moans escaping Lauren’s lips as her finger penetrated the older woman’s pussy. She was amazed at how soft and hot it was on the inside as her finger slid easily into the slick sheath.

She was so intent on the feel of the hot pussy surrounding her finger and tickling pleasure coming from her own clit, she didn’t even notice when Lauren reached up behind her and untied the strings she had helped tie just moments ago. The bikini top was pulled off and tossed away. She whimpered her protest as Lauren pulled her hand out of the bikini bottoms, leaving Brianna’s pussy screaming for more.

Lauren took the young girl by the shoulders and gently pushed her to the mirrored back wall of the small cubicle. She took a deliberate step backwards, leaving Brianna leaning back on the cool glass. Brianna grabbed her burning crotch with both hands, shivering all over as she implored Lauren with begging eyes to come back. Lauren’s own gaze was filled with lust as she stopped a few feet away and unbuttoned her white silk blouse, her eyes traveling hungrily up and down the nubile young form before her. Dropping her delicate blouse carelessly onto the floor, she unzipped her cream-colored skirt and slid it to the floor, also. She slowly unfastened her lacy white bra, her small, soft breasts spilling free, the small brown nipples standing out stiffly. She watched Brianna’s reaction as she slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them.

Brianna stared intently at the older woman’s body, clad only in white garter belt and stockings, and a pair of white high heels. Her body was very petite and lean, although her shapely legs looked long due to the heels. Her hips were slim and her tummy was flat, with a small vee of neatky trimmed honey-colored curly thatch between her legs. Her breasts were smallish, a B-cup, very perky, the nipples brown, aureolae no bigger than a quarter. Her attractive face didn’t look any older than Mama’s, although Brianna knew she was at least ten years older. There were no visible wrinkles or lines. Her blonde hair was piled atop her head in one of those elegant styles you could only get at the most expensive salons.

Brianna held her breath, trembling with excitement as Lauren came back to her, taking her in a warm embrace. With Brianna in her bare feet and Lauren still wearing her high heels, they were nearly identical in height. All the soft curves of their bodies molded together as they held tightly to one another, their lips meeting once again in a passionate tongue-kiss. Lauren’s knee went between Brianna’s, forcing her legs to spread slightly, and her thigh pressed into Brianna’s bikini clad crotch. She felt the wetness of Lauren’s pussy on her own thigh, grinding into it as Brianna’s pelvis instinctively rocked, rubbing her own burning pussy against Lauren.

Brianna was breathing heavily when Lauren pulled her mouth from hers. She whimpered as Lauren kissed her on the neck, sucking and nibbling and licking her way down to Brianna’s chest, where her hands pushed Brianna’s breasts together. She nearly cried out when Lauren took her achingly engorged nipple into her hot mouth, sucking strongly. She alternated between both nipples, sucking, nipping, flitting her tongue teasingly over them, for what seemed an eternity, driving Brianna insane with desire until she wanted to scream at the top of her voice.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take it any longer, Lauren began kissing her way down Brianna’s tanned belly, as if she knew just when the perfect time was to move on. Brianna looked down at her breasts. Her tingling brown nipples were gleaming wetly with saliva, each one distended over half an inch, looking fatter and harder than she’d ever seen them. Looking between them, she saw Lauren kiss her way downward, lingering at the downy fuzz just below her bellybutton, sucking at it as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of the bikini bottoms and slid them all the way down to Brianna’s ankles in one motion.

As Brianna stepped out of the tiny garment, she reached out to steady herself, the little booth was just wide enough for her to lay a palm flat against the mirrors on either side. Her crotch was soaked so thoroughly that a chill ran up her spine when the cool air made contact with her suddenly naked pussy. When she pulled her second foot from the bikini, Lauren grabbed her ankle before it could settle back to the floor once again, gently but insistently raising it up and to the side. Brianna could see that Lauren was looking directly at her exposed puss, but she wasn’t embarrassed. She had never wanted anything in her life so badly as she wanted for this woman to be touching her there once again, so she willingly allowed her legs to be spread apart.

Lauren guided Brianna’s foot to the side, lifting it to the small bench sitting against one mirrored wall. She licked her lips in anticipation, raptly staring at the tender young pussy less than a foot from her face. The bush was thick and dark, trimmed to a neat triangle just inside the white patch covered by her bikini when she tanned. Below, the brown labia were full and thick, glistening with vaginal fluids. The girl’s aroused clitoris was clearly visible, standing out like a miniature cock, deep purple and over half an inch long. She ran her hands up the insides of Brianna’s thighs, seeing the goose flesh rise once again across the taut young skin.

Brianna shuddered violently when Lauren’s fingertips found her quivering cuntlips and gently pulled them apart, exposing the tender pink wetness inside. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Lauren moved her face forward, wet lips parted slightly, pink tongue coming out as the mouth neared its target. The first thing she felt was Lauren’s hot breath on her yearning pussy, then a feather-light touch on her throbbing clit as Lauren’s tongue finally made contact, once, twice, three times, planting quick, fluttering butterfly kisses on it. And then she did cry out with a little-girl squeal as Lauren’s mouth sucked the whole thing inside, her teeth raking lightly across the ultra-sensitive love bud.

And she CAME! Just like that, without warning. The sudden rough attack on her clit lit a flash-fire within her. Her body quaked, knees threatening to buckle, little mewling cries coming from her throat. All the while, Lauren kept sucking on her screaming clitty, making the orgasm go on and on. It finally subsided, leaving Brianna feeling weak and tingling all over, but still Lauren kept at it. She lapped up the juices flooding out of Brianna’s cunt, pushing her tongue into the virgin pussy.

Several long minutes after coming, Brianna felt another orgasm coming on. Unlike the other one, this one seemed a long time coming. Lauren expertly kept her just on the brink, seeming to know just how much it would take to send her over the edge and leaving her just short. She looked down and saw Lauren’s eyes watching her, the lower half of her face buried below the bushy muff. For what seemed an eternity, they stared into one another’s eyes. “Please,” Brianna begged in a small voice. It was the first word either of them had spoken since they began touching. “Please make me cum.”

That was all Lauren was waiting for. She attacked Brianna’s clit with gusto, holding it firmly between her lips and flicking her tongue rapidly back and forth over the tip. In no time, she had the young girl peaking again, her moans filling the little room. Brianna’s quivering legs finally gave way, and she slid down the mirrored wall to the floor. Lauren pulled Brianna’s head to her bosom, holding her tightly until her breathing returned to normal.

When Brianna finally stopped quivering and could breathe again, she began kissing Lauren’s chest. The skin was oh so soft. Lauren rose up a bit and pushed her soft breast into Brianna’s mouth. She sucked the hard little nipple into her mouth. It was much smaller than Mama’s, not as gratifying to suck upon. But the small breast was soft against her face, which she really liked. Lauren moved over to the bench at the side of the changing booth, pulling Brianna along with her. She sat up on the seat, Brianna between her spread thighs, still suckling at her breast.

Lauren leaned back against the mirror and twined her fingers into Brianna’s thick brown hair. She held the girl’s head, savoring the sensations emanating from the sucking mouth on her nipples and shooting throughout her body. After a while, she began subtly pushing Brianna’s head downward. Soon Brianna was away from her breasts and kissing her way down Lauren’s belly. She stopped at the bellybutton, kissing around it and sticking her tongue in. Lauren waited impatiently for her to continue on down. She gave another gentle push, urging her onward.

Brianna pulled her head back, looking down at Lauren’s waiting vagina, just inches from the end of her nose. She’d never actually seen another woman’s vulva. She hesitated, staring at the lips standing open invitingly, brown at the tips, turning to bright pink near the opening in the middle. It was surrounded by glossy golden hair. Brianna thought it was beautiful, but she just couldn’t bring herself to put her mouth there.

Lauren, sensing Brianna’s reluctance, reached down and took the girl’s chin in her hand, gently tilting her face up to meet her gaze. “You don’t want to, do you Sugar?” she asked softly.

Tears welled up in Brianna’s eyes. “I-I’m sorry,” she stammered. “I want to please you…..b-but….”

“It’s okay, Sugar,” Lauren interrupted compassionately. “I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for.”

“I can do it with my hand,” Brianna said hopefully.

“That would be nice,” Lauren answered thoughtfully, “but how would you like to fuck me instead?”

“Uh…okay,” Brianna said unsurely, blushing. She didn’t know what that meant. Two girls couldn’t ‘fuck’ could they?

Lauren smiled at her. “Don’t worry, I’ll show you,” she said, as if reading Brianna’s thoughts. “Run get me my purse, Sugar. I left it out there by the swimsuits.”

“Okay,” Brianna said happily. She got up and went to the door of the little booth, sticking her head out. The shop was still deserted, of course, and she could see the oversized handbag in the middle of the floor. She hesitated. The bag was in clear view from the front windows, and she would be exposed if she went out to get it naked like she was. Should she put something on? She remembered Tami lifting her shirt and popping her boob out right up at the front counter. She looked back at Lauren, who had an amused look on her face that dared Brianna to do it. With a nervous giggle, Brianna stood upright and walked brazenly out into the open, getting a thrill of excitement from the danger. She walked the half-dozen steps to the bag and bent over to retrieve it. Stealing a glance toward the front, she saw a few people crossing in front of the store. Losing her composure, she grabbed the bag and darted back to the cubicle, bursting out laughing.

Taking the bag, Lauren laughed with her. “Did anyone see you?”

“I don’t think so, but there were people out there,” Brianna answered, still giggling.

Lauren dug deep into the big bag and pulled out a second, zippered bag. Brianna looked on curiously as Lauren fished around in the smaller bag, coming out with a dildo in her hand. Brianna gasped as she realized what it was. Lauren looked up at her. “Would you like to fuck me with this? See, it has straps so you can wear it.”

Brianna nodded eagerly. She was suddenly anxious to know what it would be like to have a penis. She stepped into the harness where Lauren indicated. “I thought lesbians didn’t like penises,” Brianna said as the woman pulled the rig up over her flaring hips. For a moment, she worried that Lauren would take offense, but the older lady smiled up at her.

“Well, I suppose I am a lesbian, technically,” Lauren answered amusedly. “But I do like penises, although I haven’t had a real one in over twenty years.” She sighed wistfully. “Not since my dear Randolph passed away.” Looking up and seeing the curiosity on the girl’s face, she continued. “I married him when I was twenty-one, fresh out of college. He was already in his sixties.” She saw Brianna’s eyes go wide in surprise. “Yes, that’s what his family thought, too,” she laughed good-naturedly. She spun Brianna around and began tightening the harness. “They all called me a gold-digger, and worse things. But I was utterly devoted to him.”

Brianna looked down, enthralled with the cock sticking out from between her legs. It was shorter than Billy’s, but fatter. She wrapped her hand around it and held it as Lauren tightened the straps, still talking. She could feel soft rubber nubs on the inside of the harness. They pressed against her mons as the arness was tightened up. Brianna had a feeling she was going to enjoy this just as much as Mrs. Gregory.

“The last couple of years of his life, he was in very poor health. He couldn’t make love to me anymore. He wanted me to be happy, tried to get me to take a lover. But I swore I’d never be with any other man.” She finished tightening the straps and spun Brianna back around. “Then one night he bought me a prostitute.” She heard Brianna gasp and looked up to the girl’s face. “Oh, she was very high class…and very expensive,” she laughed. She pulled on the dildo to check the harness, smiling her approval at the fit. “Dear Randolph sat in his wheelchair and watched her make love to me.” She pulled Brianna down to her knees. “And I’ve only been with women ever since,” she concluded, kissing Brianna on the lips.

Brianna moved up into position between Lauren’s spread thighs. “Just a sec, Sugar,” Lauren stopped her. She reached back into the bag and, after a brief search, came out with a small bottle of lubricant. “A girl should always be prepared,” she laughed, opening the bottle and squirting lube onto the dildo. She stroked the fake dick with her hand, spreading the slippery substance all along it, then wiped the excess onto her outer vaginal lips. “Okay, Sugar, now fuck me with your big hard cock!”

Brainna cooed, “Call me by my first name, tell me to fuck you, it’ll make me feel so hot!”

Lauren purred, If you call me Lauren, Sugar. Brianna, let me have have, fuck me hard with your big hard cock!”

Brianna felt a thrill of excitement hearing the elegant Lauren say such nasty things. She quickly joined in, “Im gonna give you tight little cunt a good hard fuck. Laurem, i want you to cum, cum all over my big, hard prick!!”

As Brianna moved into position, Lauren reached for the dildo, guiding the head towards her waiting snatch. “Push it in slow,” Lauren cooed huskily. Brianna did as she was instructed, pushing her hips forward slowly, watching the blunt head force its way into the small opening. The lips were pushed apart, stretching thinly around the thick shaft as it inched its way inside. She continued until her pelvis met Lauren’s and the latex cock was completely buried in Lauren’s tight pussy.

“Ooh, yes, Brianna Sugar,” Lauren cooed, her eyes closed and a shudder running through her body. “Now out and in.”

Brianna pulled back, just as slowly as she had pushed in, watching the lips cling longingly to the shaft as it withdrew, as if they were trying to keep it inside. When she saw the ridge of the head pop out, she pushed back in, reveling in the feeling of power she got from knowing she was fucking this woman. She saw a look of bliss on lauren’s face as she stroked in and out in a slow, steady rhythm. She was getting increasingly excited herself, not only from the idea that she was actually fucking someone, a woman at that, but with the rubber nubs tight against her groin, rubbing her in the most delighful way. Knowing that she was giving pleasure to such a sexy, classy lady made her feel good all over.

“That’s it, Brainna Sugar. Keep going,” Lauren purred, reaching once again for her bag of goodies. This time she pulled out a small, hand-held control with two long wires snaking out one end. As Brianna looked on curiously, still pumping her hips, Lauren pulled on the wires until the ends came out of the bag. Each wire ended in a small, white plastic egg. She held the two eggs in one hand and poured some more lubricant on them. She grinned mischievously up at Brianna as she flicked the switch on the control. The two eggs began humming noisily, vibrating against each other.

She held one against her nipple and the other to her clit, purring with pleasure. Watching Brianna’s face, she lifted her right leg into the air and reached around it with the vibrating egg. Her body twisted to the side, she held the plastic ovoid against her puckered anus and slowly pushed it in, causing a strong shudder to run through her body. She saw Brianna’s eyes light up with excitement. “Would you like the other one, Sugar?” she asked, a contented smile on her face.

Brianna nodded eagerly. She took the buzzing egg that Lauren handed to her, holding it against her nipple for a moment as Lauren had done. It tickled wonderfully, raising a fresh set of goose bumps across her chest and her brown nipple puckering up even more erectly. Moving it down behind her, she spread her ass cheeks with the other hand and held it against her sensitive little butthole. Shivering all over, she pushed it in, gasping as it popped through the tight sphincter. God, fuck, god, the sensation was nothing short of spectacular, her hips started bucking of their own volition, causing the dildo to go in and out of Lauren’s clasping pussy faster and faster. The rubber nubs were starting to rub against Brianna’s clit as it rose up in lust, and her whole groin was vibrating from the inside, driving her quickly toward another orgasm. She reached out and grabbed both of Lauren’s boobs, holding on to keep her balance.

Lauren was writhing and whimpering under Brianna’s renewed attack. Joy and delight played across her face as she was getting the hard driving fuck that really hit the high notes. The fake cock slammed into her, pounding her cunt unmercifully, and Brianna was squeezing her breasts almost painfully. She fumbled with the control, finally succeeding in clicking it up to high, causing Brianna to cry out and fuck her even more frenziedly, sending her over the brink, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. “Ohhh GODDD!” she moaned loudly, thrashing her hips back against Brianna’s thrusts.

Brianna’s cries of orgasmic pleasure joined in, as the nubs nudged her throbbing clit over the edge, feeling the rushing wave of orgasm swamp her, making her quiver and shake in the grip of climactic completion.

Lauren reached up, looking Brianna in the eyes as she pulled the girl down and locked her mouth to hers, tongues swirling together ,holding each other tightly as they both rode the waves of passion.

After they had recovered sufficiently, they quickly got dressed, Brianna feeling somewhat awkward and embarrassed. As Lauren was fixing her makeup in the mirror, Brianna picked up the flowered one-piece.

“I’ll take it,” Lauren said, looking at her in the mirror.

“H-huh?” Brianna jumped, a bit startled.

“The suit,” Lauren smiled. “For my niece. Although as you may have guessed, she’s not actually my niece.”

“Oh,” Brianna blushed slightly. “I sort of wondered.”

Lauren finished with her makeup and turned around. “Why, what’s the matter,Brianna?” she asked, seeing a sick look on the girl’s face. Brianna had picked up the orange string bikini, and was clutching the bottoms, looking at them with dread. There was a big, discolored stain in the crotch. Her copious vaginal fluids had soaked completely through the cotton panel to the outer fabric. Lauren took them from her gently and raised them to her nose, sniffing. “And I’ll take this for myself,” she added, enjoying the girl’s blushing embarrassment. She hugged Brianna lightly and kissed her on the cheek. “We’d better get a move on, Brianna Sugar. It’s well after closing time.”

Brianna nodded and led the way to the front counter. After ringing up the purchases and seeing Lauren to the door, Lauren slipped a note she had just jotted down, into Brianna’s hand as she left, favoring her with a big, beaming smile. Lauren knew that Brianna would be eager for more, the note said,

“Dear Brianna,

I really enjoyed our get together. Call me whenever you want, and you can come over to my house, and we can make each other feel so good. Looking forward to it Sugar.

Fondly,

LG”

Brianna read the note, and felt the warm pulse of lust. She was indeed getting eager for more, now that the wondeful Lauren had showed her the hot, enjoyable lust that two women can share.

She surely wouldn’t get to Grandma and Grandpa’s before dark now, but she didn’t care. She wondered idly what Tami would think of this little escapade. She smiled slightly to herself, thinking it would be nice to shock Tami for a change. But she knew she would never tell. She finally locked up and headed for home.

* * * * *

Gayla had seen the kids off by 7:30, stifling Billy’s protests about having to go. She knew why he didn’t want to leave, that he wanted to stay near Maddie, but she had insisted. “Your grandfather hasn’t been well,” she’d told him. Bill’s father was growing increasingly senile, sometimes not knowing where he was or who people were. She wanted the kids to spend some time with him before it was too late. And it left the house empty for Bill’s return tomorrow, she thought with a smile.

After eight, Bill had called, telling her he was watching the video of her getting fucked by his three friends. He said he’d watched it a half dozen times already, and that he jacked himself off every time. And he said he was stroking his cock even as they spoke. She could tell he was hinting at having phone sex, but she had cut him off. “You’d better save some for tomorrow, mister,” she had scolded. “Now put it back in your pants like a good boy and leave it alone.”

“Yes, Mommy,” he had kidded back at her. “But you’d better be ready in the morning. I’m coming loaded for bear.”

“You mean loaded for beaver,” she had teased.

After hanging up, she had sat in the quiet house thinking. The place seemed very empty. She realized she hadn’t spent a night alone since the kids were born, and she didn’t relish the idea now. An idea dawned on her of how to repay Bill for the little surprise he had pulled on her before leaving.

She called the hospital and left word for Maddie to call her on her break. After Maddie called and she quickly outlined her plan, she made a quick trip to an all night sex shop to pick up some goodies. Bill was going to get the surprise of his life.

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