"Did you see the papers?" Jennifer asked Kimberly, walking in from the kitchen holding two cups of coffee.
Kimberly sat up in bed and yawned. Bleary eyed, she looked at the pages of the morning paper strewn all over the bed where Jennifer had been reading them. Jennifer had moved in with Kimberly right after the confrontation with the mayor.
"No, I haven't read them yet, I just woke up when you came into the room," Kimberly said. "What's going on in the world, anyway?"
Jennifer handed Kimberly a cup of coffee and said, "The mayor's on the front page again today."
"Really?" Kimberly said, her eyebrows rising as she sat up further in bed, exposing her breasts fully.
Jennifer couldn't resist looking at Kimberly's tits, centering her gaze on the pinkish-brown nipples and feeling a twinge of excitement between her legs. Living with another woman had continued her education as a woman, and several times a day Jennifer experienced intimate glimpses of Kimberly that enhanced her appreciation of what it meant to be a female.
"Yes," Jennifer said, shifting her gaze from Kimberly's tits to the front page of the paper. She picked it up and showed it to her friend. "It looks like we're home free. They're saying he just died of a heart attack, plain and simple. There's still been no mention of any of the rest of it."
"I'd be floored if there was," Kimberly said dryly.
"Why? Think what a story the truth would be," Jennifer said, sitting on the edge of the bed, purposely positioning herself so Kimberly could have a full view of her breasts.
"What a story that would be is precisely why nobody's ever going to read anything about it," Kimberly said. "The people who run this city are never going to let a story like that get out. After all, every city politician with a pot to piss in was tied in with Staley's administration. How would it look if the public found out their fallen leader was found with a ten-inch dildo sticking out of his ass and teeth marks on his cock?"
"Oh, God, how I wish we could get them all… all those rotten politicians…" Jennifer said, absent-mindedly running her hand over the mound of flesh above her hairless pussy.
"So would I," Kimberly said, taking the paper from Jennifer with one hand while dropping the other to her thighs. "But we've got to remember that men are our first enemy, not just politicians. And we've got to be thinking about what we're going to do next. The case of the mayor is closed – look, the coroner says they aren't even going to do an autopsy. You know what that means?"
"What?"
"It means we got away with it, home free," Kimberly said, squeezing Jennifer's thigh.
Jennifer rolled backward and moved her leg just enough so that Kimberly's hand shifted to her cunt. She liked the sensation of her friend's hand between her legs caressing her warm pussy. She also liked the feel of her own hand on Kimberly's smooth, flawless skin. She casually threw her arm around Kimberly's shoulders, moving closer to her, her fingertips teasing her friend's beautiful tits. Feeling secure, Jennifer asked Kimberly, "What's next?"
"I suspect our next victim is right in here," Kimberly said, tapping her fingernail against the newspaper.
"Really?" Jennifer said.
"Yes. Newspapers are our best bet. They report the news as seen by a bunch of men, usually about a bunch of men."
"Kimberly…" Jennifer said hesitantly in a small voice, dropping her hand further down on Kimberly's breast so that her fingers brushed against the nipple.
"Yes," Kimberly said. "What's wrong?"
Suddenly Jennifer could feel the nipple grow erect under her brushing and abruptly she felt less bashful about what she wanted to say. "Kimberly, do you suppose it could wait until later?"
Kimberly dropped the paper and looked at Jennifer. "Why, whatever do you mean?" Jennifer usually would have been frightened to say what she really wanted to. But the hardness of Kimberly's ever-stiffening nipple told her that it was all right to whisper, "I thought we could just, uh, relax for a while before we get out of bed."
"You mean like this?" Kimberly said softly as she leaned over and kissed Jennifer, her tongue darting hungrily between her friend's moist lips while her finger pierced the damp folds inside Jennifer's cunt.
After a long, lingering French kiss, Kimberly brushed her lips along the side of Jennifer's downy cheek, her hot tongue tracing around Jennifer's ear, whispering hotly, "Just keep your eyes on your pussy and watch while I give you a finger-fuck you'll always remember."
Jennifer shivered with ecstatic anticipation, spreading her legs so she could see Kimberly's greedy fingers ravage every inch of her cunt. One finger, and then another, plunged into Jennifer's pussy causing her to writhe deliriously; the fact that she was watching everything making it more stimulating. She placed her own hand to her pussy and pulled back the fold at the top of her cunt, exposing her clitoris completely as she watched Kimberly rub and flick it, sending her into spasms of delight.
As she finger-fucked Jennifer, Kimberly found herself getting as hot as her partner. She realized that she wanted more than just her hand massaging and stroking Jennifer's beautiful, hairless, juicy cunt. She moaned and whispered passionately to Jennifer, "I can't restrain myself when I look at your lovely cunt. Without hair, I can see everything and it drives me wild. Your clit is so pink and hard I've got to suck it and run my tongue over it."
Kimberly plunged her head between Jennifer's wide open, trembling thighs, her drooling mouth greedily enveloping Jennifer's clitoris, nibbling and sucking it in a frenzy, bathing the hairless flesh of her crotch in thick, drooling spit.
"Oh, Jesus," Jennifer sighed, swirling on a high that felt better than anything she could remember. "Eat me, Kimberly! Sink your teeth into me, eat my cunt! Oh, God, I love your tongue and teeth on my cunt."
But it still wasn't enough for Kimberly. Now her own cunt was ready to explode with passion, throbbing with a full load of sticky, oozing discharge. "Eat me while I eat you," Kimberly implored, repositioning herself so that she was hanging over the top of Jennifer in the classic sixty-nine position, her face buried in Jennifer's groin, mouthing and slobbering over her cunt, while her hairy pussy settled over Jennifer's face.
Kimberly's cunt was saturated with oozing wetness, its slick lips opening for Jennifer's grateful tongue.
Jennifer shoved her face up against the pulsating cunt, her mouth pressed tightly against Kimberly's pussy lips. It was like the French kiss they had previously shared, except that this time the lips of Jennifer's mouth were rubbing maddeningly against Kimberly's pussy lips, and her probing tongue worked inside of a cunt instead of a mouth, tasting sweet cuntjuice instead of saliva. And at the same time, Jennifer's pussy was being reamed by Kimberly's hot tongue and three fingers.
The intense tightening of the pussy muscles started at the same time for both of them, and spread throughout their bodies until they were each panting, screaming, pounding to a climax together. One more flick from each of their probing tongues and they came together, their pussies contracting.
Orgasm overtook them as they came in each other's arms, each depositing an onslaught of hot pussy juice in the other's hungry mouth as they twitched and rolled and moaned.
Finally it was over, and they flopped exhaustedly still, Jennifer's head resting contentedly on the mound of Kimberly's cunt, her mouth drooling onto the already glistening, matted pubic hair that was already soaked with spit and pussy juice.
Kimberly's head rested on Jennifer's warm, taut belly, her tongue lolling in Jennifer's navel. As she caught her breath, Kimberly looked across the exquisite lines of her friend's beautiful body, to Jennifer's spent and oozing cunt. Kimberly was gratified as she saw the trickling of the last of Jennifer's pussy juice escaping from between the slit of her full cuntlips. She watched it drip onto a piece of newspaper Jennifer was lying on.
Suddenly Kimberly sat straight up and reached briskly between Jennifer's open thighs and snatched the newspaper up through her legs, brushing it accidentally against Jennifer's wet cunt.
"What are you doing?" Jennifer said, startled.
"I've found it," Kimberly said excitedly, brandishing the soggy newspaper at Jennifer, droplets of sticky pussy juice flying through the air.
"What? What are you talking about?" Jennifer said, totally puzzled.
"Our next victim. Him!" Kimberly exclaimed as she thrust the pussy-reeking newspaper into Jennifer's astonished face. Jennifer saw a picture of a man, partially obscured because of the dampness of the paper, but identifiable nonetheless.
"That's a picture of Robert Newman, the movie star," Jennifer blurted out. "What's that got to do with us?"
"He's in town to plug a new movie of his," Kimberly said smugly. "You figure it out."