Play Date (6 page)

Lena and Danielle faced each other, drinks in
hand. Danielle reached out and put her hand on Lena's shoulder.
“You never told me about what happened with LeAnn.”

“What do you want to know?” said Lena,
haltingly.

“What did she get for her thousand dollars?”
said Danielle.

“I don't kiss and tell,” said Lena.

“For a thousand dollars I'm guessing you did
more than kiss.”

“Maybe.”

“That's amazing, Lena. That someone would
find you so desirable that they would pay you a grand for thirty
minutes of your company. There is not a call girl on the planet
Earth that gets that rate. You should feel proud.”

“Well, remember, they weren't really paying
me. It was for the soccer team. And Brett paid even more for
me—fifteen hundred dollars.”

“You ARE proud of yourself, aren't you
girlfriend? And you should be. But tell me about LeAnn,” said
Danielle, sidling up to Lena, her free hand now sliding from Lena's
shoulder down to the small of her back. Danielle pulled the taller
Lena towards her, kissing her full on the mouth, her tongue sliding
inside Lena's. The disorienting oddness of it all—a part of her
friend was inside her mouth— a friend of four years, whom she never
viewed as anything other than a great companion. But the oddness
was swept aside now by the gin and its feeling of rightness was the
loudest thing in her head.

“How much would you pay for thirty minutes
with me?” said Lena, pulling herself away from Danielle's mouth and
kissing her neck right under her ear.

“You mean you'd charge me?” Danielle said,
surprised.

“I might have to,” said Lena, her voice
soft.

“I can't afford a thousand dollars,” said
Danielle.

“With all that money you got from the
settlement?” Lena said, sliding her one free hand around Danielle's
thong bottom, cupping a bare ass cheek, surprised how perfectly its
curve fit into her hand.

“I could maybe do five hundred,” said
Danielle, now enjoying her turn to be breathless.

Lena pulled her head back and looked at
Danielle, “Really?”, dropping out of character. “You'd really pay
that for thirty minutes with me,” said Lena.

“If I had to, I would,” said Danielle,
running her hand alongside Lena's face.

“But you don't have to,” said Lena, bending
down and kissing the exposed part of Danielle's cleavage, a part of
her drink spilling onto Danielle's arm. Lena licked the spilled gin
and tonic off of Danielle's skin. She set down her drink, both her
hands squeezing Danielle's firm breasts and pulling on Danielle's
suit.

“No—” said Danielle, pulling away. “Tell me
what you did with LeAnn first,” she said with a grin. “Then I'll
let you.”

“Come here,” said Lena.

“I told you, not until,” said Danielle.

“Come here,” said Lena, resolutely.

Danielle walked back towards her, hips
swaying in slow motion. Lena pulled Danielle down onto the chaise
lounge, falling on top of her. “What would you like to know?” said
Lena.

“Did you kiss LeAnn?” said Danielle.

“Yes.”

“Did she touch you?”

“Yes.”

“Did you go down on her?”

“No.”

“Did she go down on you?”

“Yes.”

“Did you come?”

“Yes.”

“Did you like it?”

“Yes.”

“Will you do it again?”

“Yes.”

“Is she prettier than me?”

“No,” said Lena. “She is pretty but you are
something else entirely.”

“Will you see her again?” asked Danielle.

“I won't if you don't want me to.”

“You can.”

“I don't know if I can now,” said Lena,
sliding her hand between Danielle's legs, noticing the dampness of
Danielle's suit bottom. Excited, Lena again tugged on Danielle's
bikini ties.

“Don't...” said Danielle.

“Come on... I answered your questions.”

“You have to use your teeth,” said
Danielle.

“Teeth?” said Lena.

“I want you to earn it. You won't appreciate
it if it comes easy.”

“Okay,” said Lena, reaching around and biting
down on the tie that held Danielle's bikini top around her neck,
the bow coming undone. Lena then swung her head around and clamped
down on the front of Danielle's bikini top, pulling downwards and
exposing Danielle's breasts. Lena dove onto Danielle's nipples,
sucking and licking, while biting gently. Danielle yelled out
Lena's name while cradling Lena's head in her arms.

Lena was filled with lust and urgency, facing
some deadline. She kissed Danielle's stomach, then mouthed her
waist and hips. When Lena finally found the ties on either side of
Danielle's bikini bottoms, she did as told and pulled on each tie
with her teeth. One and then the other.

Now undone, with nothing holding them in
place, Lena grabbed Danielle's bottoms with her mouth, pulling them
off her.

“You naughty girls got started without me?”
said Shane from behind, holding two bottles of Skye.

Lena turned around to face Shane with
Danielle's bikini bottoms dangling from her mouth.

“Holy shit...” said Shane.

“We needed a head start,” said Danielle. “It
takes us girls a little bit longer to get going.”

“Oh man...” said Shane as he set down the
vodka.

“Are we getting you hot, Shane?” said
Danielle, as Lena let the suit bottoms drop from her mouth. “I hope
we're not getting you hard?”

“I think you are”, said Shane standing above
the now naked Danielle who was sprawled on the chaise.

“Prove it,” said the now naked Danielle. She
leapt up and grabbed Shane's swim trunks, pulling downwards. The
elastic waistband stretched over his hips, revealing his massive
hard-on.

Lena noticed that he seemed even bigger than
the night before.

Shane's cock stood at a ninety-degree angle,
framed by muscular thighs, his balls hanging down a good four
inches. Christ.

“Shane, dearest,” said Danielle, “The only
thing wrong with these cocktails is that there are no olives.”

“I can get some olives, but not right
now.”

“But I can't wait, said Danielle, sliding her
cocktail glass underneath Shane's balls, now dangling in the Skye
vodka. “I need olives now.”

“Jesus...” said Shane.

“Is that a little cold, honey?” said
Danielle, pulling the glass out from underneath Shane. Danielle
immediately moved her mouth to his scrotum, licking the vodka off
of his balls.

Lena was angered that her lover had left her,
running off with her other lover.
Can't she just back off
once?

“Lena, come here,” said Danielle breathless,
her hand reaching out to her, her mouth still licking her drink off
of Shane's balls. Lena knelt down next to her with her gin and
tonic, sliding her glass up into Shane's sack, holding it there for
a moment, seeing the two perfectly shaped balls float in her
cocktail, then lowering the glass and licking the gin off his
underside. Lena felt Danielle's tongue lapping up the gin alongside
of her. Their tongues intertwined as their mouths came together
over Shane's balls, their two mouths engulfing him, sharing
him.

“Oh God, you girls...” Shane moaned.

Lena grabbed Shane's cock. Holding her drink,
she slightly bent his erection down into her gin and tonic,
covering the top quarter of its length in liquid. “I've never seen
a real cocktail before,” giggled Lena, pulling his dick out of her
drink and licking his cock.

“I think I need a refill,” Lena said looking
at her almost empty glass while Danielle slid her mouth up Shane's
foot long shaft, meeting Lena halfway. Soon the two girls were in
lockstep, their mouths on either side of Shane's shaft, sliding up
and down its entire length in unison. When their mouths met at the
top, they mouthed his engorged head between them, their tongues
intertwining, moving back down his cock till they once again
reached his balls.

Abruptly Shane pulled his dick out their
mouths. Kneeling over he scooped Lena up into his arms and carried
her over to the chaise. He pulled against Lena's tight bikini top,
struggling with it for a moment, until he finally peeled it off her
breasts. Then, with both hands Shane pulled off Lena's bikini
bottoms. Lena looked up at Shane's naked body, his perfectly
proportioned chest and arms, his mid-section looking like rebar—
and those gorgeous legs.

Shane lowered himself on top of Lena.
Finally! driving into her with his entire length.

Lena squealed. She looked up at Shane's face
and saw an insatiable engine, driving in and out of her like a
jackhammer. “You slut! You beautiful slut!” he gasped.

Danielle appeared behind him, gently stroking
his undulating back, looking down into Lena's eyes, and seeing her
friend's face etched in joy, Danielle leaned down and whispered
into Shane's ear, “Now you let her come first. Understand, big
guy?”

“Yes—”

“I know you want to come so bad and fill this
dreamy girl with your love but she's been wanting you forever,
dreaming of you. And she deserves to come hard. Can you do that for
her? Can you do that for me?”

“Yes—”

Lena felt the sweet burn. It had been so long
that she had forgotten how great it felt. Even dear Roger hadn't
been able to satisfy her for the majority of their marriage. The
burn grew and grew, getting closer, getting louder, until Lena let
out a wail, feeling like she was tumbling in heavy surf. “Don't
stop!” Lena yelled out to Shane, breathless as she came, again and
again, minutes passing with Lena outside of time, her orgasm
feeling like a physical thing being pulled through her like a
cord.

Shane bucked hard, Lena feeling him finally
letting go, having waited so long for her to finish, her insides
being bathed in a rapid-fire gusher of warm cum. “Give me all of
it! I want it all!” Lena yelled. Shane collapsed on top of her,
Lean holding his head, stroking his hair. Danielle leaned in from
the side and kissed Lena full on the mouth. “You know what's nice
about girls?” she asked Lena.

“They're soft?”

“They never get tired.”

With that, Danielle gently turned Shane to
his side, freeing Lena from underneath him.

Lena stood up, Shane's semen dripping down
her legs. “I need a towel.”

“You don't need a towel,” said Danielle as
she pulled Lena over to a neighboring chaise lounge, laying Lena on
her back. Danielle spread Lena's legs and began lapping Shane's cum
off Lana's thighs, moving higher and higher up her legs until Lena
felt Danielle's tongue licking the outside of her mound, then
moving to the folds of her labia, still licking up the seed that
was dribbling out. Lena was shocked at how natural it was to see a
female head between her legs lapping up semen dripping out of her
own pussy. “Danielle...” was all Lena could say.

Having licked up all of Shane's seed,
Danielle now slid her tongue's entire length into Lena's vagina.
Lena yelled out, shocked at the suddenness of her orgasm. She was
so primed that no build-up was necessary. Lena shuddered and
convulsed, consumed in paroxysms of pleasure. Though satiated, Lena
felt a boundless energy, sitting upright and attacking Danielle's
breasts wanting every line and curve to be in her mouth. Gazing at
Danielle's sunken belly she dropped down and kissed the concave
bowl, wondering how such a beautiful body could be so invisible to
her for so long. Lena let a single nail trace Danielle's pussy,
kissing its outside, kissing it, then licking it. Danielle made a
noise and Lena pressed her lips harder against the outside with
Danielle yelling “Yes!” Lena slid her tongue just inside, noticing
Danielle's taste, liking it, wanting more of it, sliding the tongue
in further and farther. Danielle bucked her hips, trying to drive
herself further onto Lena's tongue.

Out of nowhere Lena felt a warm liquid on her
ass, followed by strong hands rubbing and kneading her buttocks.
She twisted her head and saw Shane squirting sunscreen onto her
butt, rubbing it in. It felt fantastic. “Shane...”

“Your ass is asking for love,” he said.

Lena went back to ministering to Danielle who
was moaning loudly now. Lena felt a single finger enter her butt
hole, followed by a second finger. Unknown nerve endings made
themselves present and accounted for, causing Lena to interrupted
her tonguing of Danielle again.

“Don't stop Lena!” said Danielle sensing
Lena's distraction. But it was hard for Lena to focus on giving
Danielle pleasure while Shane was sliding both fingers in and out
of her asshole, now adding a third finger.

“Lena! Please,” yelled an insistent Danielle,
“Don't stop!”

Lena recovered her concentration and again
slid her tongue into Danielle's pussy, eating her with vigor, so
much so that her tongue was starting to get sore.

And there it was— Shane's massive penis
forcing itself into Lena's tight little hole. “You're too big,
Shane!” Lena yelled, again halting her pleasuring of Danielle.

“Come on, Shane!” Danielle yelled, “You just
came! Can't you just wait until I'm done?!”

“I have to have this ass...” said an
out-of-breath Shane, driving himself into Lena, her insides feeling
a fullness and a stinging sensation that wasn't quite orgasmic, but
still wondrous. Lena relaxed her anus and soon Shane's cock began
to feel like it belonged back there. Maybe now Lena could focus on
the task at hand, sliding her hands underneath Danielle's bottom,
clutching her buttocks hard. She slid a single finger into
Danielle's crack and with a single long fingernail caressed
Danielle's anus. “Oh, yes...” Danielle whispered.

Lena drove her mouth back into Danielle's
pussy, ready for the home stretch, contemplating with relish how
her own body was servicing two people simultaneously. Lena could
hear Shane's moans growing louder until she again felt the familiar
spurts of semen shooting inside, but this time emptying into her
ass. A second later, Danielle detonated. Danielle's screams of
pleasure merged with Shane's. Christ, I hope the door is
locked.