Erica Helps Out

Saturday May 7th 2005 – 10am - Erica’s house

Tracy, Kelly and a heavily pregnant Chantel rang the bell to Erica’s door. They waited anxiously, furtively looking around, exposed on this bright spring morning. A figure appeared through the frosted glass of the door and turned the handle.

“Hi guys,” said Erica smiling broadly, as she opened the door. “Come in. Chantel, you look great,”

“Thanks, murmured the black girl. I feel like I’m the size of a house.”

“Soon be your big day. How long is it now?”

“Two months.”

They all bundled inside eagerly.

“Is your husband away then?” asked Kelly, nervously.

“He’s taken the kids to see gran and granddad,” Erica assured her. “Come on upstairs.”

Upstairs, Chantel realised, meant the bedroom. She hadn’t been up there since she and Kelly had caught Erica in bed with Tracy some 9 months ago. As far as she was aware, both Erica and Tracy were still unaware they’d had an audience that day.

,Tracy let herself into the familiar bedroom.

“Oh, hi Donna,” she said, seeing the redhead already waiting in the bed.

“Ah, yes,” explained Erica. “We started without you I’m afraid. Donna came over earlier… Well last night, actually. And… Well, anyway, what can we do for you?”

“Well, its Chantel really,” explained Kelly, “she’s…”

“…missing that certain something that women just can’t provide,” finished Tracy, kissing Chantel on one cheek.

Kelly felt a little pang of jealousy at the blonde’s easy familiarity with her old school friend and at the way the black girl responded. Tracy was a married woman after all.

“Hmmm…” smiled Erica. “Well, I think I may have just the thing here.”

With that, the tall blonde pulled aside the duvet cover to reveal Donna’s legs and a strap-on dildo lying on the bed. Donna, had a slightly embarrassed glow to her cheeks, which implied to the others that she had already benefited from the device.

“Ladies, shall we help our young friend here?” asked Erica.

The others gladly assented and began to help Chantel out of her clothes, whilst Erica stripped out of her own and began to attach the strap-on.

Soon the pregnant black twenty-year-old was naked and the tall blonde forty-three year old was also naked, but for the device that hung incongruously between her thighs.

“How would you like to do this?” asked the older woman.

“Erm… dunno really,” responded the black girl.

“Well, might I suggest doggy-style would be more comfortable in your condition. I always found it was anyway.”

“Uh, okay.”

Chantel got up onto the bed and leaned forward, resting her belly on the bed covers.

Erica moved round in front of her and, also on all fours, began to kiss Chantel on the lips. , The younger woman responded to the blonde’s advances and began kissing enthusiastically back. After a short while, where the others were just standing watching, Tracy seized her chance. Moving forward, she lay on her back, slid her head between the black girl’s thighs and began to kiss the twenty-year-old’s moistening nether regions. Chantel sighed audibly and Kelly felt another jealous pang, regretting that she had not responded more quickly. Donna smiled at her and, grasping her hand, pulled the single mum over to the bed. They went one each side of Chantel and, like Tracy, lay on their backs and wriggled closer to the black girl. They each took one of her large breasts into their mouths and began to suck and chew on the nipples.

Chantel began to writhe in ecstatic delight under the ministrations of her friends. Finally, Erica broke the kiss and moved round to the black girl’s rear. She tapped Tracy on the leg and the slim blonde withdrew her head from between Chantel’s thighs and reluctantly moved to one side. Erica knelt behind Chantel and slowly slid the strap-on into the black girl’s needy entrance. Chantel sucked in her breath and gasped as its length went in; Donna and Kelly continued to suckle at her breasts.

Tracy watched as Erica slid in and out of her young friend’s pussy and Chantel responded with little moans of passion. With Kelly and Donna engaged in their task, she wasn’t too sure where she should fit in and it was her turn to feel a little jealous.

Soon, however, the bottle blonde had an idea. She pulled her panties down, hitched her loose skirt up and lay on the bed in front of Chantel. The black girl got the message and, leaning forward, she parted the 34-year-old’s thighs and began to return the complement on her pussy.

If Kelly felt jealous it was short lived, as Donna leaned over and kissed her, beneath Chantel’s dangling boobs and soon the two of them were alternately kissing each other and the breasts of their friend.

Erica fingered her own snatch as she continued thrust into that of the black girl and soon the room was filled with the collective sighs and moans of the five women, which continued to grow in volume.