“Shut up Janice, you know you want it too. It’s his cock I want not Terry, and don’t fool yourself that you want any different, ‘I don’t do third place, Terry,’ remember?” Ellie smiled a self-satisfied smile.
Janice typed furiously at her keyboard then paused and glared at her friend. “Alice has had it you know, his fat cock, the little bitch had to be first, couldn’t wait.” Once again the keyboard bore the brunt of her fury. “So Tony has no idea that his wife plans to…”
“Shut the fuck up, bitch,” growled Ellie, “look, if you want to be second to fuck that cock, do it, just don’t get on my back because I am up front about it.”
The two friends stared at their respective monitors and hammered at the keyboards as if their lives depended on it.
Janice had to admit that despite her bold words to Terry in front of her friends it looked as if she was going to be third in the race to impale themselves on the monster penis. ‘Fuck it, she thought, ‘no way am I, I’ll fuck him before Ellie gets her dirty little married pussy wrapped around it.’
-oOo-
“Honestly Alice, she is married for god sake, it’s not right on her husband Tony… is it?” Janice was determined to get their younger friend on her side.
Alice smiled, “I do see what you mean sweety, I do… but…”
“All I am saying Alice babe,” Janice threw an arm around her friend’s waist and pulled her tight, “is that she had her chances, you know she had lots of guys before Tony don’t you? A big cock is a big cock and sure, as a single girl I think I am still in the running…” she paused, waiting for Alice as a single girl to take her side.
Alice gave a non-committal nod and moved off to go back to her desk. She stopped and turned to Janice. “Tomorrow night, babe, my place,” she gave an exaggerated wink, “lets beat her, right?” She giggled quietly to herself as she walked away from a delighted Janice.
-oOo-
She checked her watch, she wasn’t late. She stroked her hair again for the hundredth time, checked her makeup, smoothed her dress, this had to be right. Janice was excited yet anxious, like Ellie, she had never had a cock as thick as Terry’s pushing at her vulva, opening up her vagina. Oh, she wanted it, but… well, just… but.
As she negotiated the streets on her drive to Alice’s place, an itch at her pussy had to be quelled a number of times by fingers rubbing hard at her mound. Finally, her heels seemingly clip-clopping as loud as a machine gun, Janice mounted the path to her friends door.
The girls hugged and brushed cheeks in their usual greeting. Alice took her coat and disappeared to hang it up. Janice wondered where Terry was. Had he and Alice already fucked, as the younger girl was dressed in a robe? To be sure that she appeared sexy she dabbed a little more perfume where it mattered.
“Oh damn, I meant to warn you,” Alice said as she walked back into the room. “Terry hates perfume and body spray… um, tell you what sweety, you dash off to the bathroom duck under the shower and you’ll smell as sweet as he likes it in no time at all. Oh, there is a nice clean robe in there too, may as well be welcoming for him.” She winked broadly at her friend.
For Janice this added a little extra excitement and under the shower she couldn’t resist treating her pussy to some gratifying attention.
In the living room Alice waited until Janice was towelling dry then pressed the ringtone test on her mobile phone. “Hi babe, where are you? Janice is waiting for that luscious cock of yours… oh god you bad boy… yes, yes, but after you take my darling Janice to heaven riding on…’ she paused her act. “What do you mean… no I am not fucking happy… now I am going to look a fool… fuck you Terry, I hate you, get fucking lost, bastard.”
As she heard the footsteps of Janice nearing, Alice threw herself on the couch and began to cry just loud enough for effect. “Bastard, bastard, she said hoarsely.
Janice rush over and pulled Alice to her, “What, what is it, what’s wrong?”
Alice brushed tears she had squeezed from her eyes over her friend’s cheek, as she did she noticed that the robe was not covering Janice’s body so she slipped a hand inside and swept an arm around her waist. “The bastard Janice, he won’t be coming, and…” she tried hard to sob, “…and now I’ve let you down… oh babe, I am so sorry.”
Janice reached to wrap her arm around Alice’s waist, somehow the robe that had been covering the younger girl was open and Janice’s arms gripped her friend’s nakedness. With one arm already inside Janice’s robe Alice manoeuvred the other inside too. Now the two friends were hugging naked breasts to naked breasts, naked belly to naked belly. Alice stepped one leg between those of her friend and pressed it to her crotch.
A little disconcerted at this turn of events Janice’s first thought was for the distress of her friend, whose tears had wet her cheek. She pulled back her head and looked into the blue eyes bright and shining back at her.
“Oh babe, hey sweety, don’t cry, it’s okay, it’s not your fault.” Janice made to brush her cheek against Alice’s. Instead, Alice’s mouth was on hers, her tongue in her mouth and her hand behind her head preventing her from breaking the kiss.
The moment lasted too long and Janice’s resistance ebbed fast, so high was her libido that it had to be satisfied. Besides, Janice had done this all before, at university, and enjoyed it.
Now it was Alice that was surprised. Surprised that “miss prim and proper” Janice should not fight her off but should take the next step by dropping a hand to Alice’s pussy and discovering just how aroused the younger girl was.
“Wait, I have toys,” protested Alice.
“Oh fuck the toys sweety, I have mouth, tongue and fingers, if you need anything after that, okay, we’ll look at what you have.” Janice pushed the robe off Alice’s shoulders and pulled her to the floor.
Alice couldn’t believe what her friend’s tongue could do to pleasure her pussy and it wasn’t too long before her pussy convulsed with a strong orgasm.
So excited was she, so much on a high that she felt that she must own up to having tricked her friend into what they were now doing.
“Honestly sweety, what can I say but sorry.” She explained.
Janice hauled the girl off the floor and forced her body over her knees as she sat on the couch. A raised hand fell hard on bare buttock in a resounding slap.
“Hey, stop tha..” The hand fell again this time on the other buttock. “Oww! Shit, that hurt, sto…” Twice more on each cheek the hand fell with stinging slaps. “Okay, okay, stop, I have to say something,” yelled Alice.
Her hand still raised high Janice enquired, “Yes, what?”
Alice giggled, “please miss prim and proper, I’ve just cum!”
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