Booty Call

Monday May 31st 2004 – 8:05pm – Erica’s house

Erica sat in the kitchen absorbed in a magazine. She had come out here intending to do some work whilst Rob was dozing in front of the TV – but she had become distracted.

Poor old Rob, she reflected. In the weeks since that evening at Helen’s, she had run the poor man ragged. But to be fair to him, he had risen to the occasion admirably. But now, he was beginning to flag, leaving Erica mildly frustrated and horny.

She knew that some of the others had been meeting up over the last couple of weeks, but nobody had yet suggested another full-blown pampered pussy night (or day!).

The phone rang. Erica heard Rob start into wakefulness in the next room.

“Could you get that for me lover,” Erica called. “I’m a bit busy at the moment,” she lied.

Then she listened as Rob semi-consciously answered the phone.

“Hullo,” she heard him mumble. Then: “Oh hello Ali, what can I do for you? ...Oh yeah? …For me or for Erica? …Oh! …Erm… well… I’ll get Erica for you.”

Then:

“Erica, love,” he called. “Its Ali. I think she wants you to go round.”

Intrigued, Erica came out into the hall and took the phone.

“Hi, hon,” she said to Ali, “what have you been saying to confuse my husband so?”

Erica heard Ali laugh at the other end of the phone.

“I told him it was a booty call,” the younger woman answered at length.

“For him or for me?”

“That’s what he asked.”

“What did you tell him?”

“Either one, or both together,” Ali laughed.

“Seriously?” Erica asked.

“The way I feel tonight? Entirely serious,” confirmed Ali.

“Why?” asked Erica. “What happened tonight?”

“Its what didn’t happen. I had this whole romantic evening planned for me and Mike. Then he phoned to say he was going down the pub with the work crowd.”

“Oooh, that’s bad,” sympathised Erica.

“So, as a loyal member of the PPC, I thought you might come round and help a hot and horny pregnant woman alleviate her frustration.”

“Hmmm… What shall I tell Rob,” mused Erica aloud.

“Bring him along,” responded Ali. “The mood I’m in, I need as much pampering as I can get.”

“I’ll see if he wants to come, but don’t be too surprised if its just me.”

“Okay.”

“See you in a minute then.”

“Yeah. See you then.”

Erica hung up and went back into the living room, where Rob had retired.

“So,” she began, “fancy going round and cheering up Ali?”

“What me?” her husband answered. “She’s your friend.”

“We could both go.”

“Whose going to look after the kids?” Rob asked.

“Emily can look after Mattie,” answered Erica, referring to her eldest daughter and youngest tot.

“Doesn’t sound that great to me,” responded Rob.

“What an evening in with two hot a horny women?” smiled Erica, sliding her hand down towards her husband’s crotch.

“Ali? Isn’t she the pregnant one?”

“Yes,” confirmed Erica.

“Huh. Lots of nattering about babies then, eh? I don’t think so. But you go right ahead. I’ll be fine here.”

“Suit yourself,” answered Erica, amused that her husband had just managed to talk himself out of his favourite threesome fantasy, because he had assumed that all Ali wanted was a chat.

Erica busied herself for a few minutes, getting ready to go out. This involved emptying most of the contents of her handbag and replacing them with a special something that she had found in the attic that morning.

8:25pm – Ali’s house

Soon after, the tall blonde woman found herself approaching her friend’s front door. She rang the bell and the door was pulled open almost instantly. Inside, Ali stood reclining against a wall. The 24 year old with the raven black hair was dressed in a sheer red slip that was short enough to reveal long smooth legs and low enough to expose large a growing breasts. The slight bulge in her belly from being almost four months pregnant did not detract from the effect.

“Whew!” commented Erica, to her friend, “you look like a bored housewife from a 70s sex comedy.”

“Thanks,” said Ali, “I feel like one. So? No Rob then?”

“Nope,” responded Erica, “I’m afraid that both our men have let us down.”

“Hmmm,” said Ali, sauntering forward, “they don’t know what they’re missing.”

With that, she wrapped her arms around the tall blonde’s neck and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Erica felt a tingle of anticipation in her breasts and pussy at the younger woman’s actions and responded with enthusiasm.

She felt Ali’s hands sliding under her top and expertly unclipping her bra. For her part, Erica began to tug up the hem of her friend’s red slip exposing the dark thatch of the pregnant woman’s pussy. Erica moved her hand across the moist downy hair and realised that Ali’s pussy was already slick and wet. Her exploration was interrupted as she felt Ali’s fingers beginning to pinch her nipples and Erica let out an involuntary moan at her friend’s actions. As Ali continued to agitate Erica’s nipples, the tall blonde slid a finger into the brunette’s moist depths. Now it was Ali’s turn to moan and shiver with desire.

Then the taller woman felt the younger one begin to pull her towards the living room. As they neared the sofa, Ali began tugging at her visitor’s clothes.

“Hey,” said Erica, as the brunette finally broke the kiss in order to remove her friends top. “I thought this was about satisfying your desires. It’s a booty call remember? Screw me, then throw me out?”

“Actually, I was kind of hoping you would screw me? Isn’t that what we – lesbians I mean - are supposed to do? You know. One of us plays the man? Is that it?” asked Ali, slightly confused. “Or is it supposed to be all mutual loving kind of thing?” She added slightly worried.

“I’m just concerned that you think I act like a man,” said Erica, drawing back slightly offended.

“Oh, I only meant this time. I mean, we take it in turns don’t we? I’m sorry, I hadn’t really thought this through. Its just you seemed so confident at Helen’s the other week…”

“Its your call. I’m just the ‘booty’. I’ll see what I can come up with.”

“Oh don’t be offended, please!”

“I’m not offended. Here put this on.”

With that, Erica produced a silk scarf from her handbag and indicated that her friend should use it as a blindfold. Ali looked for a moment as if she might object, but then submissively put it on.

Erica helped the younger woman to lie down on the sofa and then began gently exploring the brunette’s trembling body with her lips and hands. Ali purred and sighed with pleasure at the attentive touch of the older woman, her senses heightened by the restriction on her vision.

Erica pushed up the brunette’s red silky shift, exposing first pussy and then breasts and planting tender kisses on each, much to Ali’s obvious delight. Then Erica proceeded to plant kisses all over her friend’s body. Ali squirmed and writhed gently in obvious pleasure at the touch of, not only her friend’s lips, but also of her long blonde hair that brushed and stimulated the brunette’s body close to where Erica’s lips touched.

Erica took the younger woman’s face in her hands and kissed her long and hard, whilst also plucking at the younger woman’s breasts, causing Ali to gasp into her friend’s mouth in uncontrolled desire.

Then the older woman transferred her lips to the pregnant woman’s distended breasts and began to chew and suck at the nipples, whilst her hand moved down to gently stroke at the nub of Ali’s clit. Ali began to produce a low moaning sound as Erica’s lips and fingers continued to work their magic. Ali’s gentle writhing became increasingly spasmodic and she began to thrash and cry out as her orgasm approached. Erica continued to mercilessly stimulate her young friend’s body as Ali’s orgasm ripped through her, causing her to lurch and cry out loudly in her passion.

At last, perspiring and exhausted, the brunette flopped back in exhaustion. Erica, however was not yet finished. She transferred her lips down, passed the small bulge in the younger woman’s belly, to Ali’s sopping puss. There the tall blonde began to lick her young friend clean, whilst also running her fingers in and out of the younger woman’s opening.

After a while, Ali began to realise that her experience was not finished and she bean to respond again to her friend’s touch, growling with pleasure as Erica reached deep into her.

Erica continued to stimulate the younger woman’s clit with her lips and tongue, but with sticky fingers she reached into her handbag to retrieve the item that she had put into it earlier. She pulled out a big rubber cock, which then slowly introduced to the wet opening of her young friend.

Ali started momentarily at the new intrusion, but then accepted it, sighing contentedly in the face of the fresh ****. Erica continued to flick her tongue over Ali’s rock hard clit, whilst thrusting the dildo in and out of the juice soaked opening with increasingly rapidity. Soon Ali was shrieking her way through a second powerful orgasm.

As the spasms subsided and Erica’s strokes began to slow, Ali sighed contentedly.

“That was nice,” she said at last. “What was that? A dildo?”

“Not quite,” Erica responded. “See for yourself.”

With that the older woman helped her friend to remove the silken blindfold, leaving the object of their discussion lodged in the younger woman’s sex. Ali smiled at the sight of her topless friend leaning over her, then she eyed the sex-toy that she remained impaled upon.

“It is a dildo,” she said at last, “but what are all those other bits?”

“It’s a strap-on,” Erica informed her. “I was going to screw you like a man, but things took a different turn.”

“How do you come to have a strap-on?” asked Ali, her curiosity aroused.

“Isn’t a respectable lady allowed to have a murky past?” Erica smiled coyly.

“Shame I didn’t know about it earlier,” mused Ali. “I could do with a good shag.”

“We can still use it for its intended purpose if you like,” suggested Erica. “If you’ve not had enough yet…”

“I am sweating and tired out and just a little bit sore now,” confirmed the younger woman. “But I’m game if you are.”

The blonde woman smiled. She dropped her trousers and panties, then gently removing the strap-on from its living sheath, she began connecting the straps about herself.

“How do you want me?” the tall blonde woman asked at last.

Ali gazed at her in awe. Erica looked impressive with her tall frame, large breasts and that long rubber manhood jutting incongruously out from her. Ali reached out and ran her hand over it instinctively, even though she knew she was passing no sensation on to its owner. Then she leaned forward and took its length in her mouth, before speaking at last:

“I think I had better go on top this time,” she said.

Erica obediently took the younger woman’s place lying on the couch and Ali gently lowered herself onto the large rubber cock.

Once impaled upon it, she began to slide herself up and down its length, steadying herself by gripping and squeezing her tall friend’s breasts. Erica winced in a mixture of pleasure and pain at the attention her tits were getting. Ali’s meanwhile quivered with the upward and downward strokes.

Ali gasped as her pleasure mounted once more, but she was quite tired and could not sustain the pace for long. She fell forward and began to suckle on the blonde woman’s breasts. Meanwhile, Erica began thrusting her hips, to keep the false cock thrusting in and out of the pregnant woman’s pussy.

Soon Ali came for a third and final time, chewing and squeezing hard on Erica’s tits as she did so. And then both women lay still for some considerable time, such that they nearly fell asleep. Then they remembered that Mike would be home soon, that this was a booty call, and that Erica, having done what she had been asked to do, should be making her way back home now.