"On the Go, Part Two" (c) Copyright 2006 by Catherine Love
The streetcar continued onwards with a rusty sounding grind and the stink of exhaust. Giselle wore a smile that appeared sweet on the surface, but seemed to bear dark undercurrents that I couldn't quite define. Her friend stood slightly to the left of me, strawberry blonde head slightly bowed, and the hint of a blush in her cheeks. She seemed too shy to lift her eyes.
"Mm," Gisele purred. One slender index finger raised to trace the shape of my lips. I gasped at the light touch, lowering my own eyes in shyness. I could hear her laugh softly, the sound growing louder as she leaned ever so slightly towardsd me.
"Do you like the way that Erin tastes?" she murmured.
A quick sidelong glanced revealed her friend's blush to be deepening. Her head lowered even more. In contrast, Gisele brought me sharply to the present by harshly pinching one of my nipples.
"Yes," I whispered softly in response, not daring to meet her eyes again. I could sense a smile in her next words.
"That's nice. So do I." Her hand slid down and off my breast and over my flat stomach. In a moment, it worked around my waist and she pulled me slightly closer to her. "Let's go home."
Her palm pressed softly on the small of my back, guiding me in the appropriate direction. As we neared Erin, Giselle similarly wrapped her free arm around the quiet girl's waist. None of us said a word. I felt the slightest hesitation on going to the home of two girls I didn't know. My usual survival instinct was suppressed, however, by the dull ache between my legs and the hardness of my nipples.
In a daze, we walked up the street, down a side alley, and finally to the basement apartment that Gisele and Erin shared. The former opened the door and watched us descend the stairs. I could hear the lock click almost ominously behind us.
At that slight sound, Erin grabbed the bottom of her tank top. She slipped it up and over her head in one fluid motion. Upon placing it neatly on one arm of the couch, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her skirt. Apparently, she simultaneously took hold of her panties, as they came off in one more smooth motion. She turned to face me, meeting my eyes for the first time. There was still a flush in her cheeks, and her slight smile was all sweetness. For my part, I felt my mouth go dry and my heart race. The girl had a slender body, with pale pink nipples atop two breasts that would fit perfectly eithin each of my palms. My eyes travelled down the slight line defining her abdominal muscles, and down to her pubic area. She was shaved absolutely smooth. I fought the urge to fall to my knees right then and kiss the source of the juices that had seduced me to this place.
"Erin," Gisele's voice came softly to me, "why don't you help our guest get comfortable, too?"
Her eyes falling shyly once more, Erin took a step towards me. I closed my eyes as her hands softly brushed my collarbone on the way to the buttons of my blouse. I kept them closed as she unworked each of the buttons, revealing my bare flesh beneath. Being also of the type that isn't well endowed, I didn't wear bras unless the material of my shirt was see through. I raised my arms slightly as the last button came undone, and the fabric was slipped from my body. As the last of the material slipped away, I felt warm lips on the area where my neck and shoulders met. Delicate hands cupped my breasts as that mouth kissed up along my neck, to the ears that a tongue expertly traced with its tip. My fingers clenched and unclenched at my sides, before hesitantly reaching for Erin's breasts. As my hands closed upon them, I was rewarded with her sharp intake of breath against my ear.
"Mm," Giselle murmured from behind me. "That's just lovely. Slide off her trousers, Erin. I want to see the rest of her."
Without breaking her kisses, the other girl complied. The button was released from my pants, and the panties slid down to my ankles along with that outer material. I stepped clumsily out of both of them, kicking them off to the side as an afterthought. At this point, Erin's hands raised up to tangle into my own dark, wavy hair. She guided me until our lips were touching. I took the lead by gently invading her mouth with my tongue. I was rewarded by the feel of her nipples hardening in my palms.
"That's very good, girls." Again, Gisele's voice kept us from falling too deeply into ourselves. I had to gasp, however, when I felt her hand push between my legs. She let her palm rest against the source of my wetness. Her fingertips lazily grazed my now throbbing clitoris. I broke my kiss with Erin as a gasped forced itself from my lungs.
"Yes," Giselle hissed, her fingers tangling with Erin's in my hair. I felt her mouth on my neck, far less gentle than the other girl's. She bit me almost savagely. The contrast between the two touches caused the ache between my legs to increase. I was becoming a slave to my desire, and had no will to resist when Gisele's hands rested on my shoulders, and pushed me down to my knees.
"Lay back," she commanded, breaking contact so she could allow me room to do so. Erin stepped away as well, much to my regret. In order to retrieve their touches, I reclined as commanded. Through an aroused daze, I noticed that Gisele had shed her clothing while I was preoccupied. Unlike her friend, she had a sweet, rounding swell of a bosom that would make a comforting place to lay one's head. I wondered for a moment exactly how soft and warm they must be as they neared my face when she kneeled by me. My mouth was able to find out as she brought one hardened nipple to my lips.
"Yes," she murmured, her hands massaging my own breasts, "suck on them. That's a good girl."
I felt her own mouth cover one of my modest nipples. Erin's sweet lip covered the other one, and I was in heaven. I groaned into Gisele's breast, as my hips began to thrust slightly in anticipation. In response, I felt her hands slide to my wetness, spreading my lower lips, and exposing my nearly throbbing clitoris. I arched my back, trying to make the latter have contact with those hands that could easily bring me release. She kept them just out of the way. To add to the torture, she ceased her sucking.
"Erin," she said, "finish her."
I felt that other heavenly mouth leave my breast, and I whimpered in protest. The sound was muffled as Gisele swiftly moved and lowered herself onto my mouth. At the same time, I felt Erin's sweet tongue licking between my legs.
I groaned, my hands reaching up to roughly grip Gisele's heaving breasts. I surprised a gasp out of her, then another as my fingers closed roughly on her nipples. I pinched and twisted them as hard as I could, all the while alternately thrashing my tongue against the source of her wetness and sucking her clitoris into my mouth. After just a few moments, she shuddered. I felt a rush of fluids leave her and flood over my face. I eagerly licked up as much as I could. In a moment, i received my own reward as Erin's gentle, insistent mouth brought me to my own climax. My back arched and left the floor as I screamed into an orgasm. Compounding the pleasure was the invasion of Erin's fingers, plunging deeply into me. I bucked my hips to meet her as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded me. I then passed out.
It was dark by the time I regained consciousness. Erin's body snuggled against me, our nipples pressed against each other. Gisele had her arms wrapped around me from behind. In a way, they seemed to have me trapped. I found that I didn't mind, and wondered what the coming days would bring.