Maisie was already terrifically excited just from having him look up her skirt. His suggestion that she spread her legs and roll onto her stomach made her even more so. She kicked off her shoes and did as he said. Immediately she felt his hands at work on the tender flesh of her pouting cheeks. First he just caressed her smooth skin through the thin material of her black, sheer panties without doing anything more. But soon she felt his fingers slip under the leg band and worm their way down to the sensitive area of her inner thighs.
He was making funny noises in his throat. She could barely make out what he was saying. "What a sweet, lovely ass you have on you, you dear girl," he told her. "Just hold still now – if you can, heh heh heh – and I'll fill that cute ass full of something warm and wonderful."
Maisie waited anxiously for him to proceed. He was acting so perverted that she was half afraid of him, yet his undeniable interest in her rear end was extremely stimulating to her. She felt his fingers under her panties then, and the sensation of the wispy material being drawn smoothly down the backs of her firm long thighs.
She looked back over her shoulder. The man had a positively mad expression on his face. Together with the white pharmacist's coat he wore, there was a striking similarity to the mad doctors of the late-night TV horror movies. He was gently applying the end of the small hose to the crevice of her back end. Above her, he held the rubber bulb filled with amber liquid. The hard shaft of his penis stuck from his open trousers like a drumstick.
"Now," he cackled, assuming an even greater likeness to one of TV's mad doctors, "now, let me insert this… there, that's the way, my love… let me open up these darling cheeks and finger the rim of your little asshole. Oh, God, I think I'm going to come before I even do it to you!"
Great, thought Maisie, this enema jazz is just to get me all nice and wet for him. Then he'll shove that cock in and give me what I need. He's a weird duck, but I don't care what he does as long as I wind up with that juicy cock up my ass.
George pushed the black, hard rubber nozzle between the fruit-smooth halves of Maisie's rear. He titillated the center with his fingertips before pressing it home. When he did, Maisie shuddered from the feel of the warm, stirring flow of the amber liquid. She opened her mouth and he heard her breath catch in her throat. His eyes flashed as he gazed at the naked lips of her exposed anus, fitting red and juicy around the nozzle. She saw his naked penis quiver and the head of it bob up and down from the tension. Then the warm, thick flow of the enema bulb's contents surged into her. She writhed her loins and hugged the cot close, burying her face in the smooth sheet.
"Ooooooo," she moaned.
"You like that, dear?" asked George. "Didn't I tell you I'd give you what you need? Don't you just love it? Oh, God, pouring this stuff up your ass is almost as good as having it shoot up my own asshole. I can't wait!"
The warm, almost hot, solution filled Maisie's rectum and seemed to balloon outwards. She got a wonderful full sensation from it. It was so much different, she thought, when someone else gave you an enema than when you did it yourself. Especially when it was a man doing it for you, and when his big naked cock was sticking out his fly just inches from your body. The scintillating thrill of the enema was new and exciting for her. She didn't want to wait any longer to have the man's penis enter her bottom. She was ecstatic that George was so eager to proceed with the act.
"I can't wait either!" she yelled. "That thing's really hot shit. You got me needing a fuck like I'd been working up to it for hours. Go ahead and do it tome!"
Her words of enthusiasm made beads of sweat pop out on his forehead. He crowded closer to her and bent his face directly over her bare rear end.
"Okay, you sweet girl," he cried, squeezing another big shot of the amber liquid into her, "here it is!"
Maisie was terribly stimulated by the new flow. Her rectum was nearly full already, and the new spurt filled her tender rectum even fuller. But she was also terribly puzzled. What she had meant was that she wanted him to go ahead and empty the fluid from her so he could replace it with his organ. She could see how big and stiff it was, and how hot he was from everything. Now was the time to get down to business. Why wasn't he doing it?
"No, lover," she told him, "use your cock. That stuffs fantastic – you can see how bad I need you because of it. But I'm ready for the old prick now – lemme have it. Give that to me, George!"
"Ah, my dear, I'd never touch you with this ugly thing," he said, startling her. "It's much too dirty and nasty to touch your sweet, warm little ass. That's why I love giving enemas so much, don't you see? It makes a person so clean and pure. I'm… I'm awfully aroused too… but what I need is my own enema. Use the outfit in front of you there and give me what I'm giving you, won't you?"
Jesus, what a nut, thought Maisie. This odd ball must get all his kicks just from the enema itself. And now he wants me to give his ass amp; flush job!
She saw the enema kit he had placed in front of her. She'd noticed it there but had no idea why it had been put there. Her face registered shock when she turned her face back over her shoulder and looked at him, but the excited pharmacist mistook it for passion. He unbuckled his belt and jerked down his pants and undershorts, then stepped alongside the cot. He fell to his knees on the floor, facing the opposite direction at her head, and presented his bare posterior to the girl.
"Hey, man," she complained, "I didn't dig what your scene was. It really grooves me to have you do it to me, but sticking a tube up your ass at the same time isn't my idea of fun."
His hands had never left her naked buttocks. Now they busied themselves there even more, and she realized that he was applying a suction nozzle to empty the hot fluid from her rectum. She breathed a sigh of relief as she felt it flow out. He pushed the other kit toward her and pleaded with her.
"Please, please, you lovely thing. Let me have the pleasure I'm giving you. I… I… this is the only way I can get satisfaction. Don't you see? I'm hard as can be, but I need an enema from you to really bring it off for me. I… I can't…"
"You mean you can't get your rocks off unless I give you an enema? That's what you think. Here lemme jack you off, mister. You'll come, all right," she said, reaching for his swollen penis.
He jumped like he'd been shot.
"Oh no, no!" he yelled. "I mustn't let you touch the ugly thing. I would never let a girl do that!"
Oh wow, she thought to herself, the guy's really too much. If I wasn't so darned hot I'd throw my clothes on and split from here plenty quick. I need to be fucked so bad, though…
"Okay, lover," she replied. She would have to humor him – at least until she'd gotten the loving she craved! "Forget about my hands. I know darned well you'll go for this, though. Come on, shove your cock where I can reach it with my mouth. I don't do this for too many guys, you know."
But again he resisted. This time he was even more adamant.
"No… no!" he screamed. "I could never have a girl's mouth on me. Just run that nozzle up between my cheeks and give me an enema, that's all I ask."
His hands were busy behind her. Her genitals and her anus were flaming with desire or she would have left the room in a minute. But the thought of performing an enema on him, pushing the nozzle up between the hairy flab of his buttocks, was too much.
She spread her legs wide and turned halfway onto her side so he could see the ripeness of her naked breasts. She squirmed her thighs seductively.
"Come on, lover," she cooed. "Doesn't it get you all hot and horny to see me like this? Look here. I'm showing you my naked tits. Look at 'em, man. You can feel them up all you want. Get back there and ride my ass for me and I'll do anything you want. Come on, I already tried to give you a hand job and suck you off. Wouldn't you just love to stick that big cock up my asshole and ream it out for me? I promise you'll love it."
He was desperate. He still had his upper clothes on but large wet spots showed through from the perspiration.
Suddenly he lunged at her behind, pushing away the enema articles and grasping a firm round buttock in each hand. He was frantic to have her give him an enema.
"I won't put my penis back here," she heard him gasp, "but I'll do something else for you!"
Maisie felt his hot breath on the smooth mounds of her rear and her insides seemed like they were beginning to melt. A warm flush of desire flowed through her entire body at the thought of a man having his face so close to her sensitive organs. The new position put his quaking penis right in front of her face but she knew better than to take it into her mouth, even if she wanted it that much.
"I need it bad from you!" he cried. "If you'll just give me what I need I'll put my mouth between your legs and lick you there. That'll be as good as having my penis on it, won't it? Please do it, please sock the nozzle to me."
She didn't really know how to handle all the rather elaborate equipment but she found herself considering it. She had always loved a penis inside her rectum – no one had ever put his mouth on her there! She grabbed the black, hard rubber nozzle and reluctantly pushed it toward him. The stiff length of his penis was a much more desirable thing for her to handle but she didn't dare. When he saw what she was doing he went wild over it.
"Oh, God, you're doing it!" he yelled. "You're going to cram that up my ass and give me a lovely enema, aren't you? Oh I need it, God I need it. I'll do anything for it!"
He dove between her legs and she felt his fingers hurriedly spreading her cheeks. The tips touched her at the deepest part of her rear, right around the red, sensitive skin of her anus.
"Oh, wow!" she cried. "I haven't ever – oh shit, man, you're doing it, you're gonna put your month there."
Her legs quivered and her inner thighs were damp with the new moisture of her excitement. She grabbed the nozzle and shoved it against his buttocks. He eagerly flopped over so she could get to it better. By drawing his knees tightly against his chest, he was able to expose his naked rear to her while facing her and applying his face to the warm crease of her buttocks. Now he could deliver what he promised, and get what he wanted from her too.
Maisie placed the nozzle end between the hairy halves of his back end. I don't know exactly what the heck I'm doing, she mused, pressed on by her excitement, but this fucker's making me feel so great that I'm gonna do my darnedest.
"Oh!" he yelled, feeling the nozzle. "That's it, sweet girl, that's it! Now shoot my ass full of the wonderful stuff!"
Maisie squeezed the bulb. She was so aroused from feeling the man's face on the tender skin of her rear that she squeezed it prematurely. A stream of the liquid spurted onto his buttocks and up his back. Some even got in his hair, but he didn't seem to mind. He vacillated backwards and spread his legs wider apart.
"Let me have it!" he cried. "Give me a good spurt right up my asshole!"
His fingers caressed her anus and his thumbs spread her cheeks wide. She felt his breath there and then suddenly his mouth was touching the tender, moist skin immediately adjacent to the hole. She gave a start and wiggled her rear end in pleasure. In her frenzy, she managed to wind a small rubber hose around his legs and drop the bulb from the enema kit onto the floor. It bounced once and shot a stream of the amber solution into his navel. She grabbed it up and hooked the nozzle hose to it again.
I'm gonna go out of my mind trying to handle all this stuff while my asshole is so hot to be fucked, she thought to herself.
His lips had been kissing the skin around her anus. Now he began gingerly nipping the anus itself with his pursed mouth, touching her and drawing away like a butterfly. Maisie was moved to a more valiant effort with the enema kit. She jammed the nozzle into him, at last hitting the right spot, and squeezed the bulb. He gasped in pleasure and kicked his feet, upsetting things on the floor. The small rubber hose flapped from one of his legs and amber liquid ran down his stomach and onto his thighs. A small plastic funnel-looking device slid across the floor and a metal piece careened against a leg of the cot.
What the heck is all that stuff? wondered Maisie.
She didn't really care, though. George's artful mouth had taken her mind off such trivial matters. She squeezed the bulb again and this time he was so moved by the results that he plastered both lips firmly onto the tiny circle of her anus. She was filled with a delicious heat. She humped herself backwards against him and strove to please him well with the nozzle so he'd keep up the action.
"Put it to me!" yelled George. "Fill me up 'til I burst. Oh, God, I'm gonna come so good from this… go ahead and let me have it. Make it good and…"
But his words were lost to her as she felt him press his lips back into contact with her anus.
Now he was wild. He sucked vigorously, moving his lips on her as though her ass were an all-day sucker and he was starved for sugar. She groaned. Her need for a penis was past. He was servicing her so well that she knew she would soon attain her release.
"You… are… making me… so… darned… hot!" she gasped. "I'm gonna… oooh…"
Then she felt his tongue on her. Thus far only his lips had been employed, but now his tongue was suddenly present. She felt its wet tip first, and pushed back into it with all her might. He responded by shoving his face so tight against her rear that his eyes were buried in the soft, resilient flesh of her firm buttocks. He moved the tongue off the pink outside skin and drove it straight through the opening of her anus.
She bucked her hips and squeezed her thighs together, forcing her cheeks as tight as possible against the sides of his head. She could feel his ears flatten against the solid bones of his skull. A muffled groan issued from between her legs and she knew he must be getting what he needed from her efforts with the hose and nozzle.
She rubbed herself back and forth against his face. His tongue was not merely entering her anus now, it was thrusting itself inside her like a snake. The wonderful, wet contact raised her higher and higher toward orgasm. She pressed forward and ground her heavy breasts into the sharp bones of his sins as she felt it grow. Her nipples were like hard nuts against his hairy legs.
"Fuck me with it, George," she yelled to him, "Fuck me with it. Oh, wow, you're doing it just right."
The man's tongue felt like a small active penis inside her rear. She opened up to him then as widely as possible and began a strong, rhythmic, milking motion with the slender lengths of her thighs. She was so close she could feel her orgasm must be just seconds away. She strained and made deep moans in her throat. It was on her like a flash then, raising her buttocks off the floor and sending a hot river of desire through her loins.
"Aiii!" she screamed, then lapsed onto the cot.
She dropped the enema nozzle as she hit her peak. It was none too soon. A stream of murky water shot from the man's rectum that covered his pants and shoe tops. If it hadn't been clear before that Maisie was not too proficient at giving enemas, it certainly was now.
She lay still for only a few seconds. She would have liked to relax much longer and to have at least a few minutes more to savor the luxurious aftermath of her climax, but the new development completely changed things.
"You creep!" she yelled, leaping up and jerking her clothes back on. "You perverted old bastard! How the hell did I ever let myself get mixed up with you, anyway?"
He looked up weakly from the floor. It was obvious that he had gotten such a thrill from his orgasm that he was hardly disturbed by her loud words. She saw that his penis was smaller now, and covered with the familiar white wetness of sperm.
"Goodbye, you fucking enema freak!" she yelled at him as she dashed out the door.
Three customers were waiting at the pharmacy window as she left. One asked her if the pharmacist was on duty.
"Go look for yourself," she called back as she tripped out the front door. "He's in the back room."
She dashed on down the street, glad that the back room was far enough away to keep them from hearing anything. By the time she got home, she was thoroughly tired. She lay down on the bed and exhaled deeply. She looked at the clock, frowned, then telephoned her date and told him she couldn't make it. It was someone she barely knew anyway, so she didn't mind. She took a quick shower and lay back down on the bed without even bothering to put her nightgown on.
There was no way for her to know what was going on next to her apartment. In the privacy of a utility closet, Darrell stood with his hand over his eyes. And without her knowing a thing about it, he peered into her bedroom and stared at every lush, lovely curve of her body.
He had been unable to forget her ever since the first time he saw her in the hall that day. His mind had started to work. After discovering that her bedroom was adjacent to a janitorial utility closet, it had been a simple matter for him to bore a small hole in the wall. From her side, she could only see a pin hole – if she had even known where to look. But Darrell could, by putting his eyes to the wall of the closet, see all over her bedroom. When he did it he had hoped it would turn out to be the bathroom. He was dying to steal a long look at her naked body when she took a shower. He knew she often took one because he could always hear the water running in the pipes. But the bedroom might be almost as good, he hoped. Now he found he wouldn't be disappointed.
Sonofabitch, he thought to himself as he looked through the hole, this is better than I hoped. The cute bitch is lying there naked as a jaybird.
Darrell reached behind him and made sure the door was locked. His boss was off duty but he couldn't take any chances at being discovered. He unzipped his pants and took his penis firmly in hand.
Maisie lay on her back with one leg slightly raised. Her fully packed breasts rested softly on her chest and he could see the tip of the left one shake rhythmically as her heart beat beneath. The long lengths of her slim legs stretched away toward the foot of the bed, their graceful curves interrupted only by the rounded joints of her knees. And in the center of her supple thighs lay the thick, dark muff of her pubic hair. As he watched she moved slightly, laying an arm across her waist and squirming her buttocks into the mattress. Darrell placed his fingers around the hard shaft sticking from his fly and moved them up and down. He was so stimulated by what he saw that the organ was fully erect long before he touched it, and the contact served only to heighten his arousal.
Maisie lay innocently naked on the bed. Her only thought was of rest and relaxation after her bout at the drug store. The tanned surface of her skin gleamed wetly under the soft light of a bedside lamp. Her shower had made her so lazy she hadn't even dried herself properly. She was half dozing. Darrell watched her greedily, picturing the things he would like to do to her if he could only be with her. His eyes poured over her nakedness as his hand slid up and down on his penis. One particular spot galvanized his attention like a magnet – the girl's beautifully firm bottom. The blood pounded in his head like a hammer. He knew it was forbidden to do what he craved to do, to do the thing he'd always been told was unnatural. Yet, even though he was almost ashamed of his desires, his body yearned to indulge itself with her soft backside. Barrel I had nurtured a secret wish since he was a young boy, and that was to take a buxom girl to bed and mount her rear, pressing his organ inside the soft channel and using it as most men used a girl's vagina.
Maisie roused herself and turned off the lamp. She went to sleep. Darrell cursed his fate. Damn it, he fumed, why couldn't she have left the light on just a little longer? All I wanted to do was look at her while I frigged myself – she wouldn't have even known anything about it. I was just about to come!
In the darkness he sat on the floor and handled himself until he reached climax. Just the thought of her lying naked on the other side of the wall was enough to let him satisfy himself. As he sneaked out of the utility closet he mulled over various ploys to get a date with her. He was embarrassed about being nothing but a janitor, and thought she'd be sure to turn him down. Something had to be done, he thought intensely as he walked away. Something would be done. When? That was the only question.
Two nights later Maisie was lying on her bed again, but this time she was far from sleepy. It was early in the evening and she didn't have a date. She smiled to herself. There had been plenty of offers, from fellows at the office as well as old boyfriends. But she had turned them all down. The kind of fun she was interested in was the kind that few men seemed to enjoy as much as she. She would hold out for her own way or nothing.
She reached into her bedside drawer and took out the magazine. She flipped through the pages toward her favorite picture. Her hand fell into her lap, brushing past the curls of her pubic hair. She slipped a finger inside the lips of her pouting vulva, bestowed a passing touch to her clitoris, then pressed her forefinger on to the delicate and already damp skin of her anus.
Just then the phone rang.
"What are you doing, Maisie?" said a female voice.
The question was innocent enough, but Maisie was momentarily flustered because of what she had been doing when the phone rang. For a few seconds she was silent. She jerked her hand away from her genitals and patted her hair out of her eyes.
"Oh… nothing, Kitty," she answered. "Just lying around, you know. Got any better ideas?"
She had recognized immediately that it was her girl friend on the line but the immediacy of the question she asked had stunned her. What if she had told Kitty what she was really doing? She knew Kitty undoubtedly masturbated too sometimes, but the surprise of the question still made Maisie's face red.
Kitty replied that, as a matter fact, she did have something in mind to do. Would Maisie like to drop over to her place for a few cocktails? Kitty had just gotten a promotion at her office and wanted to celebrate a little.
Maisie said it sounded like fun. A half hour later she walked in the door of Kitty's apartment. Her friend, blond and curvaceous in an attractive mini dress, looked particularly attractive. The girls each had two high balls before Kitty mentioned anything out of the ordinary. They were sitting on the couch facing each other. Maisie had just finished recounting all the details of her night with Jon, the teen-aged cousin Kitty had introduced her to.
"Gee, it kind of gets me going to talk about it like that," she admitted to Kitty. "You know what I mean?"
"I know what you mean," she answered with a slow smile. "Talking about things gets me hot and bothered sometimes too. But it has to be a different subject than Jon. Maisie, what would you say if I told you there was another reason – besides the fact that he's my cousin – that made me call you about him instead of taking him on myself? Would that shock you very much?"
"You mean because of how young he was? But we went all through that, Kitty. You said…"
"I know. That's not what I'm referring to," she said.
She took another long drink, then spoke softly.
"What I'm telling you, Maisie, is that your old friend has gone through some changes during the past year," she said. "I'll level with you. I go for girls now. I'm a lezzie, if that's what you want to call it."
Maisie blinked her eyes. "Really? You mean other girls turn you on, make you want to… to get naked with them and hug them and do the kind of things…"
"Right," broke in Kitty, "all the nasty, dirty things you've ever heard about girls doing to one another. And then some. Let's dance, Maisie."
Maisie was astonished at the invitation. The music had been playing ever since she entered the room, but for the two of them to actually stand up and dance to it… seemed preposterous. Yet she allowed Kitty to take her hand and draw her into the middle of the room. She felt herself being hugged close and guided in slow, weaving dance steps just as though her partner was a man.
Kitty said she was sure her friend had heard of the things girls can do to satisfy each other. Hadn't she ever thought of seeing how it would be? Maisie admitted the thought had crossed her mind, but little more than that.
"Besides," she added, "you know what it is I dig. A girl couldn't do me any good that way. It takes a man to lay a good fuck on me – I need cock up my asshole."
"Don't be too sure a girl couldn't fill the bill," warned Kitty, "until you've tried it."
Maisie could feel the pressure of the blond girl's breasts against her own as they danced. Why was she permitting this? And yet there was something wholly new and different about feeling another pair of firm, resilient mammaries against her own. Maybe even an exciting feeling, to tell the truth. She had seen Kitty naked years before and knew the girl had larger and more prominent breasts than she had. And besides feeling her breasts, Maisie was beginning to feel the liquor she'd been drinking.
Kitty put her smooth cheek to Maisie's and whispered into her ear. "Don't fight it," she said. "Every chick's a lez at heart. It just takes someone to bring it out."
Maisie opened her mouth to reply but it was too late. Kitty drew her close, stopping their dance steps, and pressed her full lips directly against Maisie's half-open mouth. Before she could protest, she discovered that she was enjoying it. Her first reaction was fright, then shame. But Kitty held her tight and massaged her back, rubbing her breasts against Maisie's front and kissing her with unabashed fervor. She felt herself begin to warm to the strange new feeling. And Kitty was very aware of the fact.
"I knew you'd love it," she whispered to her, burying her nose in Maisie's black hair. "I was sure you'd be open enough to let the feeling come if it wanted to. And listen, sweet, I can tell it does want to. You know I'm right, don't you? Deny it feels good to have my tits against yours like this – you can't, can you? You can't deny it because you're grooving on it, aren't you?"
Maisie was confused. "I… I don't know," she began. "I've never let a girl…"
"You've never let a girl under your clothes, have you? You've never let a girl get in your panties and show you how sweet it is to have yourself fingered by someone who knows what they're doing. That's why you don't know. And I'm going to fix that for you right now. Jesus, Maisie you've got a lovely body under there. As soon as I get your dress off, you're going to know!"
Kitty steered her into the bedroom unbuttoning her dress top as they went. The mini dress Maisie wore was soft and clingy, and showed off her nice breasts and legs to great advantage. The hem struck her thigh only about six inches below the junction of her legs, but that wasn't enough for Kitty. She wanted it higher. She sat Maisie down on the bed and stripped off her own blouse. Her round, heavy mammaries burst out and displayed a pair of red, taut nipples that caught Maisie's eye at once. Her own nipples were just as aroused by this time as Kitty's, but they were made on different lines, with a wider, darker areola that befitted her jet black hair. She looked up at the rosiness of her blond friend's nipples and saw that they jutted out from her breasts quite abruptly, with almost no surrounding areola. To her surprise, she discovered she had a desire to touch them.
Kitty saw the look and knew it for what it was. "Like what you see, huh?" she beamed. "Your turn now."
She finished unbuttoning the dress all the way to Maisie's waist and then unsheathed the girl's beautifully formed breasts. She gazed hungrily at the twin peaks.
"I want every stitch off you before this is over," she said, "but I can't wait for that before I do this."
She smoothed her hands across Maisie's clear skin and took a breast in each hand. She shook her long hair over her shoulder at the touch and sat up straighter so her breasts would sit prettier on her chest. The naturalness of her preening gesture amazed her – after all, it was a girl she was showing off to!
Kitty was delighted. "What a sweet pair you got, Maisie. Even better than I thought. They deserve better treatment than just my hands. Let me love 'em up good."
She lowered her head towards Maisie's face. She kissed her full on the lips, continuing to stroke the taut tips of her breasts, then ran her lips down the girl's throat and finally to her breasts. Maisie shuddered with warmth at the movement. She was looking at Kitty's bare breasts and when Kitty put her mouth on her, she felt the sensuous weight of the blond's firm breast-skin on her stomach. The girl's hard little nipples seemed to poke her like they were alive.
Kitty abruptly raised her mouth from Maisie's creamy skin and said, "Can't stop there, sweety, much as I'm tempted. Need the rest of your things off. All we can get to now is each other's tits. We need to be naked all the way for the kind of loving I'm going to give you. Lie down, on the bed, will you?"
Maisie lay back at once. It was strange and new to do what she was doing but some unexpected urge deep inside her seemed to be pushing her on and on.
Kitty took her by the ankles and drew the one-piece dress off over the smoothness of her powdered thighs. The beautiful brunette lay on the bed with nothing on except a pair of skimpy little panties so sheer that Kitty could see everything underneath. The sleekness of the girl's thighs and calves made Kitty more aroused than ever.
"Oh, that's fine, sweety," she crooned. "Powdered yourself all over after you showered, didn't you? You're as smooth as a baby's ass from tits to toe-nails, aren't you? Here. I gave myself the same treatment before I dressed."
She stood next to the bed and unhooked her skirt. It slipped to the floor and she kneeled onto the bed beside her friend. Kitty now wore little more than Maisie. The only difference was instead of having panties on, she had a pair of panty hose. Maisie could see that the crotch was already damp. A dark spot in the fine mesh of the undergarment showed up right on top of her pubic mound. She let Kitty place her hand on the thinness of the hose, and when she drew it up to the top of the waistband she still didn't resist. Then Kitty pressed Maisie's fingers under the band.
"Strip me down," she invited. "I'm so powdered underneath my parity hose that they'll come right off. Don't be shy."
Maisie did as she said, but now it wasn't merely because she said to do it. She was beginning to like the idea of having her hands on the girl's naked body. She pulled the panty hose down and Kitty moved closer so she could get them all the way off over her feet. Once they were gone, she let her fingertips roam over Kitty's skin and saw that she had indeed powdered herself nicely. Everywhere Maisie touched felt like dry silk.
Kitty knelt above her and looked down at her naked front. She was breathing noticeably deeper than before and she had a bright gleam in her eyes.
"Just lie there, sweety," she told Maisie. "You don't have to do a thing. I'm gonna love you like a chick ought to be loved, slow and gentle."
Then she fell on her and joyously rubbed her naked breasts against Maisie's. When the tips of their nipples touched, both girls felt as though lightning had struck.
"Ummm," breathed Maisie.
"Feel good?" questioned Kitty, quite unnecessarily. "Bet this feels better."
She pressed the smooth slenderness of her thighs around one of Maisie's legs and let the furry mound of her crotch rub the curly hillock of the brunette's own genitals. Maisie shuddered under her and Kitty needed no reply to know how she felt.
Maisie gladly opened the secret hollow of her groin to the blond's aggressive attentions. Kitty put her mouth back on Maisie's breast and set her tongue in motion on the tender flesh of her nipple. She hunched against her and made her inner thigh slide forward and backward along the same sensitive area of Maisie's slim leg. Maisie was openly hungry for her sensual caresses by now. She threw her arms around Kitty's neck and hugged the girl's blond head tightly against her fully packed breasts. Kitty began opening her mouth and taking as much of the succulent flesh into her mouth as she could get. She sucked air in voraciously and Maisie felt the titillation of the cool air against her wet nipple. Every time Kitty exhaled, using her tongue and lips on the pert tip as she did so, Maisie felt a different sensation – hot and moist like a sirocco wind. She ran her hands through the thickness of Kitty's blond tresses while her breasts were being worked on.
"Relax, sweety," Kitty told her. "Don't let yourself come now. I'm gonna do lots more down below for you first. I don't even have my fingers in your cunt yet, and you know I'm gonna do that."
But Kitty was overconfident. Maisie's impatient bear hugs were caused by something else.
"That's not it. I feel hot as heck, Kitty, and I love what you're doing to me. But I'm afraid I'll get all built up from your hands and your mouth and then be let down when I can't have something in me at the right time." She hated to voice her misgivings but didn't want to hold back the truth.
Kitty raised her mouth to Maisie's again and kissed her long and wetly before answering. Their breasts were touching again and this time Maisie could feel rivulets of sweat coursing down her partner's slick skin on the surfaces of the swollen breasts and the hard stomach.
"Don't worry, Maisie," she said, her mouth sliding off the red lips and into the shell of the ear. "It doesn't take a man's cock to give you relief. You might want something inside pretty soon all right, but I've got something for you when you do."
Maisie didn't want her to think she had no confidence in her lovemaking.
"Don't misunderstand, Kitty," she said, her voice low and whispery from her growing arousal. "I never even thought I'd like a girl touching me at all to tell you the truth. But the stuff you've been doing…"
Kitty pressed a particularly stimulating hug to her front, causing their breasts to slap together and their groins to grind together at the same time.
"…I mean what you are doing," Maisie corrected herself, after catching her breath again. "The stuff you're doing is great now. I'm just worried about later when I really get wound up and crave a man's big prick in the worst way."
Kitty had told what she would do. Now it was time to show her. She raised herself above Maisie's supine form and grinned down at her with eager eyes.
"Darn it, you hot little thing, you're wanting it right now, aren't you? You got sexed up as fast as I did. Wow, and this is your first time, too! Here's some love-finger for you," she said.
Maisie looked down at her pelvis with desire-filled eyes. It was true. She did want more action right now – the real kind, not just playing around on the outside.
She watched Kitty stick her hand inside her panties and then look up mischievously.
"You little devil," she cried. "How have you kept your panties on this long? I've had mine off for a long time. Off they come!"
She stripped Maisie's panties down her long legs, not even bothering to take them off over her feet. She was so eager to get at Maisie's warm genitals that she just left them dangling on her ankles.
"Right here's where you need some attention, isn't it?" she said to her, ruffling the wild hairs of her groin.
Maisie's only answer was to close her eyes and revel in the touch of fingers between her legs.
"That's right," reminded Kitty. "Just lie there, sweety. Lie there and enjoy it. I'll take care of making it hot and nice for you. You don't have to do anything except let me into your panties and your hot cunt."
At once her fingers threaded through the thicket of curls and touched the moist warmth of the underlying skin.
"You've already got my panties off," pointed out Maisie. Her voice was distant and whispery. "And I'm sure not going to keep you out of my cunt."
Kitty bent her head way over, letting her abundant shock of blond hair scatter thickly over Maisie's stomach. Now she was looking straight at Maisie's genitals from a distance of only a few inches. Maisie couldn't see her face anymore, only the back of her upside-down head. She felt the gentle force of the girl's breath on her navel and when Kitty became especially hot and breathed harder, she could feel the breeze all the way down in her pubic hair.
Kitty stuck her finger between the delicate lips of Maisie's genitals and the tender slit parted. The moistness of her love juices covered the entire surface of the inner skin. Kitty felt her squirm her torso under the sensual weight of her body. She titillated Maisie's inner lips with slow, circling motions. Her finger gradually worked its way upward 'til it came to the button of her clitoris. With special care, she traced the barest tip of her finger across its wet surface.
"You ought to see what your clit looks like now, Maisie," she called out from below. "When I first slipped my finger in here it was only about the size of a grain of rice. Now it's more the size of a big green pea."
The touch excited Maisie, but it also made her want more. Much more. It was the old story. No matter how much attention her genitals received, she always needed her anus stimulated too.
"Ungh," she moaned. "Kitty, I… I'm awfully hot. You've really… oh gosh, you've really got me going now. But I need more, please give me more."
Maisie's words were like a spark of fire to the blond's already growing excitement.
"You sweetheart!" she exclaimed. "I knew you'd groove on this once you tasted a little of it. You bet I'll give you more. Not with just the finger, either."
Kitty was trying to be good, Maisie realized, but she didn't understand that it was her rear end that needed more. The front of her was on fire – so much so that the craving desire in her anus had been born from it. But she was embarrassed to spell it out for her friend, even though her strange desires were no secret to the girl.
The next thing Maisie felt was a searing pang of stimulation in the form of Kitty's wet, active tongue. She poked it straight into Maisie's heated vulva. She gasped for air and spread her legs wider, raising her knees into the air around Kitty's face. She was dying to be touched between the hot damp cheeks of her rear!