The Beach House (15 page)

“It feels odd,” Jenni said.

“Good odd or bad odd?” Kim sat up, laid her
hand on the soft white skin of Jenni’s butt, her fingers curling
inside the crack of Jenni’s ass. Still no objection came so Kim
allowed her hand to drift slowly down between Jenni’s thighs
again.

“Nn,” Jenni said as Kim touched her sex.
“Good odd, I guess.”

“Yeah?” Kim rubbed her finger along the
length of Jenni’s slit, definitely slick with juices now. She
dropped her other hand to her lap and pressed hard against herself
through her bikini bottoms.
These will have to come off
, she
thought.

“Mm, yeah,” Jenni said.

“You want me to stop?”

Jenni shook her head into the bed.

Kim lay against Jenni and kissed her at the
top of her ass, right at the point the deep crack formed from her
back. She flicked her tongue out, licked along Jenni’s skin,
tasting sweat, tasting ocean salt.

“You gotta say it, Jen.” Kim allowed her
tongue to work down along Jenni’s crack. She wasn’t sure if she was
actually going to perform the act forming in her mind, whether it
was too much, whether it would disgust Jenni, but she could always
stop or pretend it was a mistake. She put her hands on Jenni’s ass
cheeks and parted them, exposing the small tight bud nestled there,
perfectly pink, perfectly formed. She licked above with her tongue,
lightly, once.

“I want you to carry on,” Jenni said. “I
think I want you to touch me.”

“Mm-hm.” Kim flicked her tongue again,
catching the side of Jenni’s asshole and Jenni jerked as though
shocked.

“Oh my God!”

“Has anyone ever done this to you before?”
Kim flicked her tongue again, letting it linger a moment.

“God no! Has anyone done it to you?”

“Sure,” Kim said, voice muffled as she
buried herself between Jenni’s ass cheeks, her tongue now working
against her asshole. “It’s good, isn’t it?”

“Nn… yeah, I think so. But... it’s so
dirty.”

“No. Your ass is wonderfully clean.”

“Doesn’t it taste of... you know... of
shit?”

Kim laughed softly. “Not at all.” She made
the tip of her tongue hard and pushed it inside Jenni’s
asshole.

“Oh my God! Does Joe do this to you?”

“He does.”

“Does he like doing it?”

Kim laughed again. “Oh yeah, I do believe he
does.
But not as much as I like him doing it to me
. “You’re
not so innocent, Jen. You’ve heard about this kind of thing.”

“Heard, yeah... I just didn’t think – oh
Christ!” Jenni yelped as Kim pushed her tongue into her ass and at
the same time slid her thumb between her pussy lips and penetrated
deep inside.

“You’re not allowed to come,” Kim said.

Jenni responded as though she had not heard.
“Does Joe... does he do anything else to you?”

Kim pecked kisses all over Jenni’s ass,
tasting the salt of the sea, tasting the essence of the woman.
“What kind of things do you mean, Jen?” She re-applied her tongue
to Jenni’s asshole, pushing slightly, trying to remember how Joe
did this to her so she could make it as good.

“Does he only lick you there, or does he...
you know, Kim... does he fuck you too?”

“Does Mark fuck you in the ass, Jen?” Kim
asked back. She had wetted her finger and pressed it inside Jenni’s
tight budded asshole. Only as far as the top of her nail yet, but
she was beginning to learn exactly why Joe found this such a turn
on.

Jenni gasped as Kim’s finger probed more
deeply, but she also lifted her hips as though wanting more. She
shook her head. “Mark hardly fucks me at all. And when he does he’s
always so angry.”

“How can he not want to fuck you? I know
Joe’d fuck you all the time if you were his wife.”

“Nn,” Jenni said as Kim pushed her finger
deeper, up to the knuckle now. “Does Joe fuck
you
all the
time, Kim?”

Kim turned her hand, the ribbed inner walls
of Jenni’s ass against her fingertip. “Every day. Sometimes two or
three times a day. We love sex, both of us. Love each other.”

“You... you’re kissing my butt, Kim. You’ve
got your finger...” Jenni stopped, said so softly Kim barely heard,
in a small, shy voice, “You’ve got your finger in my ass. Is that
loving Joe?”

“You like?” Kim ignored Jenni’s question.
“You like my finger in your ass?”

Jenni nodded into the pillows.

“Say it.” Kim pressed harder, her finger
sliding all the way inside, all the way to the top joint. She could
feel the tunnel widening beyond the tight ring of muscle.

“I love it.”

“I want Joe to fuck me in the ass.” Kim
kissed Jenni’s cheeks again. She pulled her thighs apart and
started to lick along their hollowed inner walls. “But I’m too
tight and he’s too big.”

“You’ve tried?” Jenni shifted position,
making her pussy available when Kim was ready.

“Lots of times. We play with each other. I
would love for him to put his cock in my ass, but we can’t do it.”
Kim flicked her tongue across Jenni’s slit and felt her jump.
“Would you like Joe’s cock in your ass, Jen?”

“Ohh... God, Kim, that’s so good.”

“That wasn’t an answer. Tell me, would you
like Joe to fuck you in the ass?”

“I don’t know. No. Yes... I don’t know.”

“Do you want him to try?”

“What are you doing to me,” Jenni said, but
it was not a protest, more a cry of wonder.

“I want Joe to fuck me in the ass so much,
but he can’t. He might be able to fuck you while I watch. Would you
like that, Jen?”

“Oh God, I’m going to come.”

Kim pulled her finger gently from Jenni’s
ass and sat back. “You’re not allowed to come.”

“You’re kidding me.” Jenni moved back
against Kim’s hand now, all reluctance washed away by lust.

“No. I’m going to work you up and not let
you come. I want to see how much you can take.”

Jenni rolled over, pulling away from Kim,
sliding underneath her and Kim sat up and looked down at the other
woman’s flushed face. Jenni lifted her legs and lay back with her
pussy wantonly exposed, framed by the tuft of dark hair. Jenni slid
her hand down and pushed two fingers inside herself.

“No cheating,” Kim laughed. She grabbed
Jenni’s hand and pulled her fingers free. “I’m the only one allowed
to touch you there today.”

Jenni giggled as they wrestled. Kim played
along, enjoying the other woman’s body sliding against her own.
Their breasts touched and pressed together, and Kim knew she was
streaking milk across Jenni’s body. Their heads came together, lips
close and both slowed, aware that some other boundary was about to
be crossed. Jenni stilled and Kim lay against her, their lips
almost touching. Jenni’s breath was warm and sweet against Kim’s
face.

Kim angled her head to one side and
waited.

Jenni angled her head the other.

Kim lowered her head until her lips brushed
against Jenni’s, drew back.

She looked into Jenni’s dark eyes, saw a
glitter deep within. Jenni’s hand touched the back of her neck, a
soft insistent pressure.

Kim lowered her mouth. Jenni’s lips accepted
hers, opening, and a tongue explored against her own. Kim parted
her lips, allowing the sweet invader to violate her mouth. It had
been years since Kim had kissed anyone other than Joe this way. The
taste and texture of Jenni’s mouth on hers was unbelievable. Fuck,
if she had known it was going to feel this good kissing another
woman she’d have started a decade sooner.

Jenni’s hand slid around, exploring the side
of Kim’s breast, moved in to find a nipple and Kim jerked at the
impossible sensitivity.

She pulled her mouth away and slid down
until her lips found Jenni’s nipple.

“Kim,” Jenni said, wonder in her voice. “I
can taste me on your mouth. Oh God... so wicked... Ahh.” She gasped
as Kim used her teeth lightly on her nipples, stiff and hard
now.

Jenni’s fingers searched, probing for more
and Kim pulled away and slid off the bed.

“Cheating,” she said, standing beside the
bed, breathing hard. She saw Jenni glance at her chest, looked down
at herself, trails of milk streaking the undersides of her small
breasts.

“You are so beautiful,” Jenni said.

Kim put her fingers in the line of milk and
spread it over her breasts. “Sometimes it’s a pain in the butt.
It’s okay out here, but back home I have to put pads on
myself.”

“It’s making me so hot.” Jenni rolled over,
trying to pull Kim back down.

“No.” Kim stepped back. “I told you, I’m
only teasing. You’re not allowed to touch me.”

Jenni’s face fell. “Don’t you want me
to?”

Kim nodded. “So much you wouldn’t believe.
I’m going to play with you first. Can I play with you, Jen?”

Jenni reached over and caught her fingers in
Kim’s bikini bottoms. “Take these off first.”

Kim laughed and nodded, pulled the slick
black material down her legs.

Jenni looked at her exposed mound and said,
“You’ve got a lovely pussy. So delicious shaved like that.”

“Thanks. I like yours too.”

They both laughed.

“Mine’s all hairy,” Jenni said.

“That’s easy to fix, if you want to.”

“No,” Jenni shook her head. “How would I
explain to Mark?”

“I thought he never fucked you.”

“He does, sometimes, but what if he saw I’d
shaved myself? How would I explain to him?”

“Would you, if not for that?” Kim asked.
Trails of moisture trickled down inside her thighs and it turned
her on even more to know that Jenni saw them too.

“I might.” Jenni’s eyes darted sideways, as
if trying to avoid her own wantonness.

“Mm. You’ve got to promise I can do it for
you when you decide to shave your pussy.” It was
when
now,
not if.

“What are you going to do to me now?” Jenni
asked, lying wantonly on the bed.

“Wait there, don’t move.” Kim went into the
hallway, into Ami’s room where the infant continued to sleep
peacefully. She found what she was looking for. When she returned
she had four long strips of silk in her hand.

Jenni’s eyes widened. “What are you going to
do?”

Kim knelt on the edge of the bed and kissed
her again, grasped her left hand and lifted. She wrapped the silk
around Jenni’s wrist, tying a loose knot, lifted the arm and tied
the other end of the silk around the bedpost.

“No,” Jenni said, but she offered no
resistance when Kim repeated the operation on the other wrist.

Kim turned, straddling Jenni’s waist,
deliberately exposing her ass and pussy to the other woman. Jenni’s
lips found her thigh and Kim allowed it for a moment. It was too
good to fight. She reached down and tied a strip of silk around one
ankle, then the other. She climbed off Jenni and knelt at the foot
of the bed, tugged her left leg down and tied it to the bottom
bedpost. Jenni offered token resistance, but not enough to prevent
her tying the fourth knot.

Kim straightened up and looked down at Jenni
spread-eagled on the sheets, her legs parted, her pussy exposed.
The flush was pink in her neck and chest and Jenni was breathing
hard.

“Now I’ve got you.”

Jenni nodded.

Kim climbed over the end of the bed and
crawled up between Jenni’s legs. She lowered her head and kissed
Jenni on the belly, low down, just above her pubic hair. She
wriggled down a little and kissed Jenni directly on her clitoris.
She felt Jenni trying to lift her legs and failing, the thin silk
drawing tight, stronger than it appeared.

“I’ve never done this before,” Kim said
between pecking kisses against Jenni’s pussy. “I know what I like,
and you’re a girl too, so I guess we can work this out.”

Jenni pushed up against her mouth and Kim
knew the other woman was desperate.

“Jen, how long is it since Mark’s made you
come?”

“Never.”

“You’ve never come?”

“Not with Mark. I... well, you know what I
do.”

Kim grinned. “Yeah. I do that too.”

“Joe makes you come, doesn’t he?”

“Oh yeah,” Kim said. She sat back, working
Jenni with her fingers, amazed at how slick and oiled her pussy
walls were. “That doesn’t mean I can’t do myself as well. Sometimes
it’s different, know what I mean? Sometimes we do it in front of
each other. He jacks off and watches me doing myself. That’s a turn
on. I guess you haven’t done anything like that either.”

“No,” Jenni said. “Oh my God… that feels so
good.”

Kim added a third finger, Jenni tight around
them. “I like making myself come for Joe, It’s different,
wild.”

“Ahh.” Jenni started a fast tremble and Kim
stopped moving her fingers, resting them inside, waiting patiently
until the moment passed.

“I think I’m going to use my tongue now,”
Kim said, sliding down Jenni’s flat stomach.

“Uhn,” Jenni said.

Forty minutes later Jenni had still not come
and Kim knew her own juices were trailing down inside her thighs.
She was considering taking pity on Jenni and finishing her off when
they both heard the front screen door bang and Joe called out, “I’m
home!”

***

Kim rolled from the bed, found her bikini briefs and
tugged them on. Her t-shirt was on the floor beside the bed where
she had dropped it and she pulled it back over her head.

“What about me?” Jenni hissed.

Kim looked back, grinning. “I’ll be back...
or maybe I’ll send Joe to up untie you.”

“What?”

Kim laughed. “Don’t worry. How would I
explain to him how you got naked and tied up?” She turned away.

“Kim!” Jenni whispered loudly.

Kim stopped.

“Untie me so I can make myself come. I’m so
ready if I don’t come I think I might go mad.”

Kim looked at her, bright eyed and flushed,
smiled and went out, closing the door behind her.

She left Jenni on her own for ten minutes.
Joe wanted to go through to the bedroom to change, but Kim said
Jenni was still asleep and anyway it was his turn to give Ami her
bath, and she wanted to change herself before dinner. When she
returned to the bedroom Jenni was thrashing on the bed still trying
to get loose. Kim stood at the end of the bed and waited for her to
stop moving.