«So nice of you to come,» Ben greeted Velvet and Tony. «Most of the people are already here. Some you know. Say howdy and get acquainted with the others.»
«Fine, thanks, Ben.» Velvet looked around the crowded room and choked on the thick cigarette smoke hanging in the air. It'd take her a few minutes to get used to it. Maybe after a drink or two she would really get into the mood.
«Tony, why not go get Velvet a drink?» Ben asked.
Tony nodded and drifted off, seeing that Ben had something he wanted to say to Velvet alone. As soon as he'd gone, Ben turned and looked at the girl.
«Janet's not really getting into this the way I thought she would. So could you keep it cool toward me?»
«Don't worry, Ben,» Velvet said, her hand instinctively coming up to lightly touch his cheek. She hastily pulled her hand back and nodded. Looking around to see if anyone had noticed her momentary slip, she saw Janet watching her intently. «I think I goofed, Ben,» she said. «Want me to try and patch it over?»
«Don't bother. If I can't do it, I don't even want you trying. Sometimes too many cooks can spoil the broth.»
«Sometimes it only takes one extra lover,» Velvet said quietly. Ben looked at her and smiled wanly, then moved off through the room to greet others coming in. Velvet stood and observed, wondering where Tony had gone with her drink.
As she started to go find him, she felt fingers on her arm holding her back. Velvet turned and saw Janet glaring at her. For an instant, she didn't know what to say. But the other woman spoke first and took the obligation off her shoulders.
«So you're Velvet,» the woman said slowly, looking her over with a critical eye. «I can see why Ben goes for you in a big way.»
«I'll take what you said as a compliment,» said Velvet, unsure of herself. She didn't want to make matters worse between Ben and Janet, yet she felt insulted by the implications.
«Take it any way you want. I just had to see the kind of slut Ben has taken up with.»
«Now listen here, Janet,» started Velvet, then stopped. She glanced around the room and decided this wasn't the place for such a discussion. Taking hold of Janet's arm, she pulled the woman into a bedroom and closed and locked the door. «You've got it all wrong,» she stated, «if you think there's anything between Ben and me. There's not.»
«You would say that.»
«And I mean it. Look, Ben's the only nice guy with any authority around the station. All I get is . . . hassled by the others.»
«What do you mean hassled?»
«I think you know how it is in business,» said Velvet grimly. «And I can cry on Ben's shoulder about it. He can't do anything because it's the station manager insisting on his 'rights' with me, but Ben listens and is sympathetic.»
«So there's nothing sexual between you two?» asked Janet, surprised.
Velvet hardly knew how to respond. She decided honesty was the only policy. «I'd be lying if I said that. We've made it a couple times. We both needed someone there who cared. It was just one of those things. But he doesn't demand it from me. When we fucked, it was good for both of us.»
Janet sat down on the bed and simply stared at Velvet. Velvet hardly knew what to say next. The sight of the other woman disturbed her. Janet's tits were small, firm and apple-sized. The way they pressed into the fabric of her blouse made the woman look almost adolescent, but there was nothing budding about the womanly hips and the wonderfully curved ass.
Velvet shook herself. She was getting hot over another woman. That was something that had never happened before and she couldn't figure out why it should happen to her now, of all times.
«You're honest, at least. But you don't love Ben?»
«I like him a great deal and, unlike most of the men at the station, I respect him. And sex is great with him. But no, I don't love him – not in the way you mean.»
«Sex was good with Ben,» Janet said, her voice dreamy. «It might be again, if only . . .» Her voice softened to a whisper and tears beaded at the corners of her eyes. Velvet reached over and dabbed gently at them. One of the tears fell between the woman's ripe breasts and trickled down the deep canyon.
Without thinking, Velvet reached to dab at that wetness, too. And then she wasn't at all sure what happened. Janet's fingers were working on her blouse, getting her naked, just as her own fingers worked on resisting buttons. In less time than a heartbeat, both women were naked to the waist.
«God, your breasts are fantastic!» cried Janet. «No wonder Ben wanted you so much.»
«I wish mine were as firm as yours,» said Velvet, her fingers lightly moving over the small cones, stroking and teasing, finding their way to the very crest. She took one of the ruddy-colored buttons between her fingers and tweaked hard. Janet's expression turned from one of wonder to one of intense joy.
Her hands pressed down on top of Velvet's, mashing her tits flat against her chest.
«So nice, so damned nice. Keep doing that. Please, I need it so. It's been so long since anyone did this for me.»
Velvet couldn't refuse. And strangely enough, she was turned on by the satin feel of the woman's creamy titflesh under her fingers. She stroked and manipulated those boobs until she felt her pussy beginning to dampen.
After that, all hell broke loose.
Velvet passionately kissed Janet full on the lips. When the other woman responded totally, her tongue thrusting between Velvet's ruby lips, the kiss was all-consuming. Their tongues dueled and played hide and seek, darting from one mouth to the other. And soon, even this wasn't enough for Velvet's illicit passions.
She broke off the deep kiss and worked her mouth down across Janet's slender, swanlike throat. Her tongue tormenting the other woman's flesh, Velvet came to the deep crease between Janet's tits. She raked the soft skin with the tip of her pink, knowing tongue until Janet collapsed weakly onto the bed.
Her legs spread of their own will. And this was all the invitation Velvet needed to dive even lower. She quickly stripped off the woman's dress and panties, revealing a coppery nest of fleecy pubic hair. Velvet's tongue thrust into the center of this delightful bush and probed downward, spreading the pink, trembling cunt lips.
«Oh, yes, yes, I need it. Give me all your mouth love. Tongue-fuck my little cunny!» cried out Janet.
«Only if you'll do the same for me,» said a breathless Velvet. She had never made love to another woman before. The idea had crossed her mind many times, but the opportunity had never arisen. Now that it had, she couldn't back off. She had to try it. Besides, she was too turned on by the prospect of her mouth erotically kissing the other woman's sex lips.
She felt Janet fumbling to get her skirt off, then came a gust of hot breath as she licked and kissed across Velvet's aroused pussy lips. Velvet almost came.
There was no denying the thrill she got from the raking tongue as it plunged all the way up her cunt. The frothing juices boiling from her interior were quickly licked up, noisily sucked into Janet's mouth.
The wet, demanding mouth caused her to dive back into Janet's crotch to give at least as much as she was getting. Licking the entire length of the cunt lips caused those puffy flaps to tremble and shake as if they had some sort of carnal palsy. But the payoff came when Velvet found the meek little clit poking up from its sheath of protective flesh.
She pounced on it, sucking it fully into her mouth. Her satin lips caressed the tiny bud, coaxing it and stimulating. The salty, acrid tang of Janet's cunt oils made her mouth water. She used some of her spit to further lubricate the clit.
When she both sucked and lightly bit down on the go-button, Janet screeched and tensed all over. As her thighs clamped shut on either side of Velvet's head, the girl found herself both blind and deaf. But it didn't matter. She still had her sense of feel.
And feel she did. Her tongue lashed across the tip of the clitoris and then worked back to the gushing cunt hole. She started tongue-fucking that convulsing slit and kept Janet peaked on the orgasm until she finally sobbed in exhaustion. But Velvet wasn't finished. Her own cunt still needed careful, thoughtful attention. And a thought occurred to her how to best get it.
«Let's scissor our legs together,» she called out to Janet, hoping the other woman would understand what she wanted to do. When Janet responded immediately, Velvet was surprised. For her this was all new and excitingly different. Janet took to it like a duck takes to water, however, readily doing whatever Velvet wanted.
As their legs meshed together, their gashes were pressed tightly against one another. Velvet gasped as the other woman's crinkly bush stimulated her own trembling cunt lips. Rocking back and forth gave her the most intense stimulation she could get without a cock reaming out her pussy.
«Oh, this is too much,» she sighed, grabbing hold of Janet's foot and pulling the ankle firmly between her breasts. «I never thought it could be this good with another woman.»
«It can be better,» said Janet. And Velvet found out what the woman meant. Janet's toes curled around one of her tits, squeezing down on the rock-hard nipple. Velvet moaned softly, feeling the sensations mounting slowly in her belly.
When a man fucked her, the excitement was intense and came in slamming, demanding pulses. It didn't happen this way with Janet. The arousal was less intense but there was no slackening of passion. Everything built toward one huge orgasm.
«Where'd you learn to play with nipples using your toes?» asked Velvet, not caring.
«I know all sorts of things.»
Velvet tried to duplicate the toe-fondling on Janet's breasts but didn't have enough limber toes for it. Rather than let the other woman do all the giving, Velvet reached down and grabbed firmly on the foot, pulling it to her mouth.
Sucking loudly on Janet's toes produced an unexpected result. The other woman came – hard.
Her entire body tensed as she sobbed out her joy. Then her hips went berserk, rocking back and forth, grinding her sex lips into Velvet's. The stimulation at her pussy was almost enough to get Velvet off, but she clung tenaciously to the other woman's foot, sucking and licking the toes wiggling in her mouth.
Janet came again, then relaxed. She panted out, «I never had that done before. It was great! Where'd you learn that?»
«Just something that came to me,» Velvet admitted. «Whenever I climax, my toes always curl up. I figured it might work the other way. If I got your toes to curl up by stimulating them, maybe you'd come. It worked.»
«I'll say it did!»
Velvet felt the other woman's mouth moving on her toes. The sucking produced the same result in her. She felt the tensing in her belly, the quivering, electrical shocks from her cunt lips and then the roaring sensations racing all the way up her legs, through her ass and pussy, up her spine and ending in her brain.
Fireworks went off. She gasped and sobbed, crying openly, feeling the salty tears leaving tracks down her cheeks. Rolling over and over on the bed caused their pussies to slip and slide across one another. This added to their arousal.
The coppery strands of Janet's bush tickled and teased at Velvet's tiny clit. This was enough to make her come again. It seemed to the woman that everything was getting her off.
She tried to cool down a little and figure out why. It might have been the sheer perverted kinkiness of making love to another woman. It turned out to be more fun than she had guessed, even in her wildest, least inhibited fantasies. Janet was a perfect partner, always seeming to understand what she needed – and when – and giving it to her.
And she understood Janet's sexual needs. They were both women and both knew intimately what turned a woman on. They had themselves to use as a guide to getting each other hot.
Velvet started humping herself, feeling the slippery cunt oils leaking from both their pussies mingle and grease her crotch. The way her cunt lips parted and erotically kissed the other woman's sex lips was dirty, perverted, and so lewd she could hardly stand it.
She came again.
«I need more,» she gasped as soon as she was able. Fire leaked into her lungs with every breath. She had seldom been this turned on by any man. She clung fiercely to Janet's slender calf and kept the foot close in between her tits.
When Janet began diddling her nipples again with her toes, Velvet let loose all the pent-up emotions she had locked inside her and had one of the most intense comes of her life.
Everything blotted itself out for her. The woman's entire body tensed and she shook as if she had been caught in a paint mixer. She didn't even remember letting go of Janet's foot, but when that foot reappeared at her pussy, the big toe dipping into her cunt hole, she knew this was even better.
Janet fucked her with her big toe until Velvet thought she would lose her mind from the intense sensations ripping through her. It was a different sort of orgasm she got from this woman. Not like that from a man's cock in her cunt at all.
She tried to compare them and finally gave up. Her mind was too confused with sex, too jumbled and chaotic for clear thought. She got a different type of orgasm from Janet. But it was only different, not better. She loved both and the different feelings they sent churning through her entire body.
A man's cock in her cunt fucking her was sheer heaven. There wasn't anything to compare with it. Not this, not anything. And having the soft, feminine attentions Janet gave her convinced Velvet she had been missing a lot in her fucking.
This was good, too, damned good.
«No more, please, no more,» she panted, sweat dripping from her naked body and being absorbed by the bedspread.
«I've about had it, too,» admitted Janet. «I hadn't intended for anything like this to happen, but it did.»
«It did and I'm not sorry,» said Velvet, looking at the woman. «I've never done anything like this before. But it's great!»
Both turned, startled, when the door opened. Ben stood there, a key in his hand. The expression on his face was unreadable. For a long ten seconds, no one said anything.