Evening Visitors

Wednesday September 14th 2005 – 8:30pm – Chantel and Kelly’s house

Kelly bucked her hips rhythmically; thrusting the strap-on in and out of Chantel’s hot wet pussy, whilst next to her Julie did the same for Tracey. Chantel knelt on all fours in front of her, whilst Kelly took her housemate from behind.

Still, Kelly felt a pang of jealousy as her naked friend had an arm round Tracy and the two women were kissing as their pleasure mounted; the sources of that pleasure appearing almost irrelevant to them.

And did Tracy have to come round nearly very night, as she had for the two months since Chantel’s baby was born? Kelly wondered, watching as the blonde woman idly stroked her best friend’s dark breast. After all, Tracy was married and had a family of her own. Shouldn’t she be spending time with them?

The feel of Julie’s arm around her waist interrupted Kelly’s thoughts. The brunette turned her face to the older woman and found her neighbour’s lips moving towards her own. Julie’s mouth locked with hers and their tongues began to explore each other. Julie’s son was obviously in tonight, so she had come to her neighbours’ for a bit of girl-time. Kelly liked having Julie over. The older woman was almost like a mother to her – except that her own mother would never do this to her, Kelly reflected.

But, all the same it would be nice just to spend some time alone with Chantel and play house for a bit.

The black girl broke the kiss with Tracy to let out a loud gasp of pleasure as her orgasm approached. Kelly felt her friend thrust her hips back and forth against the dildo, riding every last bit of pleasure out of it. Tracy too was moaning loudly as Julie continued to thrust in and out of her.

Then the two women were gasping and crying out in lust and desire as they found their release. The blonde and black women lurched off of the dildos and rolled onto the couch, their bodies entwining together.

Kelly and Julie meanwhile fell onto the thick rug on the floor, kissing and licking each other’s breasts and every now and then taking it in turns to slide their strap-on dildos in and out of each other’s needy holes. As Kelly shuddered towards her climax, she was dimly aware of Chantel and Tracy doing the same and again felt a slight pang of jealousy.

Finally, as Tracy lay gasping on the couch, she glanced up at the clock on the wall.

“Oh, look at the time!” she cried. “Pete’ll be wondering where I’ve got to.”

With that, the blonde hastily began pulling her clothes together. Julie also decided it was time to call it a night and she too began to get dressed. Finally, Chantel and Kelly were alone.

“Well at least we don’t have to get dressed,” smiled Chantel, with a bright toothy grin.

“We certainly don’t,” agreed Kelly, smiling back. And in that moment, all her concerns of the evening left her. Tracy might come round every night, but Kelly lived here, and at the end of the day it was Kelly who would be sharing Chantel’s bed.