As they left the pool-side table and went into the house, the two women kept giggling and glancing at each other, as if to make light of the situation, to regard the scene as amusing and saucy and naughty, instead of truly emotional and passionate. But despite the pretense, it was hard for both of them to regulate the labored breathing that threatened to become heavy panting at any moment, and the sideways glances they exchanged came from beneath lowered lashes.
They had never felt shy together before, not even the first time when they had been fucked side by side in the same bed – but they had had men then, as emotional buffers. Because they were both proud and self-confident girls, embarrassment was an emotion alien to them, and to be dreaded. But if they shared the same desires, there could be no reason for embarrassment to arise. And both had a pretty good idea, by this time, that what they each wanted was one and the same.
Veronica stopped at the hall closet and brought out the new vibrator. She grinned sheepishly as she showed it to Linda.
"Ohhh, that looks nice," Linda said.
"I haven't tried it yet. I only bought it on a spur of the moment sort of whim."
But Veronica was glad that she had the thing. It was the perfect prop, playing the role that, in the past, men had played. It would get Linda into bed with Veronica, without either of them admitting that it wasn't really necessary to have such an incentive.
They went on to the bedroom.
Veronica adjusted the curtains so that the sunlight that had been streaming in was muted, the lighting softer and subtler. Linda watched the redhead as she stood at the window, aware that her body was visible, outlined against the sunlight and through the semi-transparent silk gown. Linda was really lusting for those soft curves now, that velvet skin, those sensual lips and long, lithe legs and thrusting tits.
Veronica came back and stood beside the bed.
There was a moment of hesitation now, a second of inhibited doubt, and then Veronica tossed her head and smiled and slipped the robe back from her shoulders. The silken garment settled lightly to the floor and Veronica was standing there naked. Linda stared at her. Her thick, curly pubic hair was like a burning bush.
Veronica sat on the bed, her knees slightly parted.
Linda looked around for a chair.
"You might as well join me," Veronica said. "If you're going to watch, you might as well get a close-up."
Linda figured that was a fine idea.
She moved towards the bed, still fully dressed.
She was wondering how to get her own clothing off, in fact. It had been easy enough for the redhead, since she wore only the silk gown, but removing tight jeans and boots was a more complicated matter.
But then Veronica said: "Why don't you undress, too, Linda? I'll feel less self-conscious if you're naked, as well."
That solved that problem.
Linda unbuckled her wide cowgirl belt and unzipped her jeans and squirmed out of them. She drew them off over her boots, leaving the boots on. Then she unbuttoned her faded shirt and removed that, arching her back as she did so, pushing her plump tits out towards Veronica, wanting to look desirable – and to instill desire in the redhead. From the gleam in Veronica's green eyes, it was obvious that Linda had done just that.
Linda sat down on the bed, still wearing high boots and the big Stetson – and nothing else.
They gazed at each other, looking at tits and crotches.
Linda's fingers were tingling to touch the redhead's body.
But the girls weren't ready yet, not quite. They still felt the need to go through the ritual of using the vibrator.
Veronica lay back, her head on the pillow. She raised her knees and parted her thighs. Linda curled up on her flank, lower down on the bed, so she had a perfect view of Veronica's crotch. Veronica's cunt lips were unfurled and her pussy slot was filled with foamy cunt juice. The sight made Linda drool.
Veronica switched on the prick-shaped vibrator.
It began to hum and buzz.
She touched the vibrating tip to her nipples and shuddered as the tool massaged those stiff, sensitive tit-tips. Veronica was watching Linda's face and Linda was staring at Veronica's body.
Linda was smiling in the shadow of her hat brim, her red lips trembling as they turned up at the corners and the tip of her moist, pink tongue showing between them. Linda's taut nipples had started to tingle, just as if they, too, were being vibrated, and her cunt was every bit as hot and juicy as Veronica's.
Veronica moved the vibrator down her belly.
The humming tip rustled through her pubic bush.
Then she tilted her wrist and slipped the pulsing, phallic tip into her groin and began to rub it against her clit.
"Ummm," she purred.
"Just like the old days," Linda said. "I always liked to watch you getting fucked, Veronica. Maybe I'm some sort of pervert that way – but sometimes when we were getting balled side by side, I was a lot more interested in watching you than in what was happening to me."
Linda glanced up at Veronica's face to see how the redhead would take that admission.
Veronica said: "I know – I always felt the same way."
"I-I like watching you now, too," Linda stammered.
"Is it making you hot?"
"Oh, yes!"
"Watch this," Veronica whimpered.
With her free hand she spread her cunt lips open wider and, changing the angle of the vibrator, she began to slowly fuck the humming device right up her slippery pussy. Her cunt was sucking on it. A thick ribbon of pussy cream ran down her hairy crotch and seeped into the taut crack of her upthrust ass. She began to fuck herself with steady strokes, feeding the plastic prick in and out and rotating her lush hips and pumping her flat belly as if she were really getting fucked by a man, rather than gyrating on the fuck-strokes of a substitute prick.
"Oh – oh – oh," Veronica gasped.
Linda was going wild at the sight. Her eyes were glued to Veronica's cunt and she cupped a hand over her own cunt, holding herself firmly, as if trying to hold the lust inside her pussy.
"Shall I – can I?" Linda stammered.
The two horny wives exchanged meaningful looks, their eyes glowing.
"What?" Veronica whispered.
She stopped moving the dildo in and out, holding it halfway up her cunt as it buzzed.
"Would you like me to do that for you?" Linda blurted out.
Veronica hesitated for just a moment, teasing her blonde friend. Then she smiled happily.
"What a good idea," she said.
She pulled the vibrator out of her pussy hole and held it out to Linda. The plastic prick was slathered with cunt juice. Linda took it by the hilt and leaned down, fitting the humming tip back into Veronica's smoldering fuck-slot and moving it right and left, up and down and then circling around, using the tool like a big spoon to stir that creamy bowl. Then she began to fuck Veronica with it, slowly sliding the whole length in until her fist was pressed to the redhead's crotch, pulling it back out as Veronica's cunt sucked and dragged on it, repeating the process steadily but slowly and watching with total fascination.
Veronica lifted her arms and clasped her hands behind her neck. She arched her back and her thighs parted wider as her ass churned around and her hips began working like pistons.
"Oh, it feels nice," she purred.
"It's – it's fun," Linda whimpered.
"I'll do you, afterwards," Veronica sighed.
"Ummm – oh! Oh, I want to make you come, Veronica!" Linda gasped, getting really carried away.
"Oh, yes – but there's no hurry," Veronica said, wanting to enjoy the thrill for a long time before she was brought surging up to the creamy culmination.
Linda was licking her lips.
Veronica, gazing through narrowed eyes, did not fail to notice this. The thought drove her wild.
"Linda," she breathed.
Linda looked up at Veronica's face.
Veronica was smiling, lust masking her face and contorting her features. She stared hard at the blonde. Linda continued to feed the plastic prick to her, but she was stroking slower now.
The girls had not yet committed themselves. They were not touching each other, the vibrator was a buffer between their bodies.
Was it time?
They were both so hot that embarrassment could not live within them – it would melt like wax in the fiery blaze of their passion.
"We don't really need the vibrator, do we?" Veronica whispered.
Her gaze was suggestive, her head cocked to the side, but in the tone of her voice there was pleading.
Linda sighed. "I don't think we do," she said.
She slowly pulled the plastic prick out of Veronica's creamy cunt gash and held it up like a beacon. The fuck-tool was coated with foaming cunt juice. It was time for a committal now.
Linda moved the soaking vibrator to her lips and kissed it.
Her tongue slipped over the humming knob, lapping up Veronica's cunt juice from the pulsating plastic cock.
"Is that what you had in mind, Veronica?" Linda sighed.
And that was exactly what Veronica had in mind…