Authors: Carol Swan

Sin and Desire (7 page)

The girls quickly downed their drinks and made their way through the crowd of scents and sights to the dance floor. The people danced around them, watching the queens of the dance floor writhe together in time with the music. Marianna watched Jenna as their bodies moved together. The world wanted to meet these goddesses and they could see the predators closing in. A man in a gray V-neck with a sweet smile passed and watched them before almost running into a couple.

Another spike-headed mass of muscle watched from across the room before coming to close in on his prey. The girls looked at each other and decided to make their way to the table again.

His red face and wide eyes matched his three-inch-long hair. His muscles were weapons showcased for the world to see. The girls quickly made their way to the bar and intently drank their newfound cranberry vodkas. They shot each other sidelong glances as he made a cocky path to their watering hole.

Jenna felt a forceful tap on her shoulder and almost jumped three feet in the air. She wanted to run away like a gazelle being stalked by a lion. She could feel his eyes summing her up like a man in a butcher shop.

It was Marianna that turned around.

“Listen, she’s not interested. Besides, you’re in the wrong bar. Cock Tails is up the Street.”

A smirk formed across her tan visage as they grabbed each other’s arms and made their way to the car.

“I can’t believe you actually said that!” Jenna commented. Jenna smiled, opened the car and grabbed the keys out her purse. “I’m glad you did, though.” Jenna thought about it a moment while they raced down the freeway with the top down. “We always do the same thing. These creatures are barely human and can’t hold a conversation. We don’t need them.” They looked in each other’s eyes and smiled as they pulled up to Jenna’s condo.

Marianna reached down and fumbled with the folds of her dress as Jenna took the keys out of the ignition. They both reached down to get their phones out of the console and their hands touched for one single, electric moment. Their eyes met and they laughed as they got out of the car.

Jenna lived like a modern minimalist. Everything was nice and clean, but there was no real decoration. There was the simple couch, a TV, and that was just what made the living room. Marianna went and sat down as Jenna poured shots of whiskey.

“Do you have to work tomorrow?” Jenna asked as she walked back into the room with two shots in hand.

Marianna, lost in her own world, said, “No.”

Jenna handed her the shot and their eyes met once more as they clinked glasses.

Jenna sat on the couch, a little too close, as Marianna absentmindedly set her hand down on her thigh.

After the spark in the car, they both realized the feeling was mutual.

Jenna blushed. Marianna grinned.

“What are you d—” Jenna started.

Before she could finish, Marianna threw herself against Jenna.

It felt familiar, yet different, when their lips touched and Marianna’s warmth passed over her. Her hands rubbing at Jenna’s breasts knew the spots a man would never know to touch.

Jenna unzipped Marianna’s dress and slid it off and onto the floor. The girl shimmered in the light and she slowly ran her fingers along Marianna’s nipples as Marianna moaned in ecstasy.

There was sweetness and compassion between them. There was understanding. There was friendship.

Marianna’s breathing intensified. Jenna could feel Marianna’s hand slide up her thigh as she slowly drew her fingers around her lips. A wave of pleasure rushed through her body. Marianna slowly stood up as Jenna admired her gorgeous body and Jenna slid off her panties to dive into that secret place with her tongue. Marianna reached down and stuck her finger slowly into Jenna’s hole as Jenna writhed with pleasure. Jenna lifted her head and they kissed passionately and fell into one another.

Jenna caressed Marianna’s clit with her thumb. They were both stuck in the throes of ecstasy. One moaned while the other took pleasure in helping the other cum.

It was give and take, with lots of giving, and lots of taking.

There was wave after wave of soothing buildup up as their sacred temples collided and pleasured each other. Their kisses were sweet and intimate. Their touch was soft in the right places and hard as Jenna rubbed her hands down Marianna’s back.

They could feel themselves ready to erupt with intense passion. Marianna stuck her finger in so far that Jenna screamed and they both shared a look of intense passion. Jenna grabbed Marianna’s clit and squeezed as she thrust her fingers in and out, penetrating Marianna with sweetness and joy. The room was swirling; their cries were pulsing. The adrenaline was nearly tangible. Pleasure and tenderness mixed with the intensity of their pressure.

They both exploded with cries of joy and collapsed upon one another. Both felt the sweetness of being in the arms of someone who knew how to really
be
with them.

Good (Bad) Girls

Jenna had never felt as innocent and pure as the night she sat in a circle with her girlfriends taking the
Are YOU a Good Bad Girl?
quiz. Ally had found the quiz online and read the questions and multiple choice answers out loud. The quartet of girls howled with laughter as they worked through the quiz.
Question #3: You're on a first date with that cute guy you've lusted over for months. You have one chance before he's gone forever. Do you…

A)
Unwrap that package the first chance you get. Christmas is CUMMING!

B)
Wait until he makes the first move before mounting that horse hung stud? Hi-yo Silver!

C)
Keep your legs crossed. There's big and then there's too big.

D)
Time to grab the wide-angled lens because this needs to be documented and shared with everyone!

"I'm not putting any pictures online," Caitlyn said. "But I'd ride the hell out of it!" Her answer was shared by Becca.
"Fuck it, if he's that hot and leaving town? Christmas is cumming early for me and HIM!" Ally squealed and laughed.
Last again to answer, Jenna shrugged. "I guess I'd wait for him to make the first move," she offered.
"That's the one you always choose," Caitlyn challenged.
Jenna blushed, hoping the next question would be better. It was.

Question #4: It's a rainy Saturday night and you’re all alone. Do you…

A)
Pop some popcorn, raid the freezer for some Ben & Jerry's and plop down in front of Netflix for an Orange is the New Black marathon?

B)
Curl up with a good book and your favorite stuffed animal. Sometimes, it's okay to take a night off from the constant party of your life?

C)
Time to exfoliate your face, deep condition your hair and shave down there so you're ready for tomorrow night!

D)
Time to change the batteries in your vibrating buddies. They're getting a work-out tonight!

Ally finished reading the question, looked at Jenna and asked, "A or B?"
"D," Jenna replied with a relieved smile. Finally a question that didn't make her sound like prude.
"Bullshit!" Becca Wilson cried before she started laughing at Jenna. "Do you even know what they mean by
vibrating buddies?
"
"Yes," Jenna said with an exasperated sigh and an eye roll. She was tired of her good girl persona. "And for your information, my favorite one doesn't buzz."
"Oh really?" Becca's eyes went wide as she smiled. She grabbed a handful of her curly blonde hair, tossed it over her shoulder and asked, "How many
vibrating buddies
do you have?"
"How many do YOU have?" Jenna asked, turning the question back around without an answer.
"One, but I never need to use it," Becca said, putting her pointy little nose in the air as if she was too good for a vibrator.
"If I had one, I'd used it," Caitlyn said.
"You should get one," Ally told her. She received a surprised look from Becca. "What? It's fun and sometimes it feels good to do it yourself. Right Jenna?"

"I think so," she replied, unsure if she was being set-up to be the butt of another joke.
"I have two and they both buzz," Ally confessed. "One is really big and the other is a little pocket rocket that feels really good back there, if you know what I mean."
"Oh yeah," Jenna giggled. "That feels really good!" Most of all, Jenna loved the shocked look on Becca's face. Who was the
good girl
now?
"Have you ever allowed a guy, you know . . . back there?" Caitlyn asked them.
"Wait, I have a question for that!" Ally said, flipping the page. How many questions did she have?

Question #22: Your backdoor, is it…

A)
An exit only?

B)
Open only for love?

C)
A great way to avoid getting pregnant?

D)
Too painful!
There were protests about the terminology before Caitlyn said it was an exit only. Becca agreed with her. Ally shrugged as she struggled with her answer. "I don't like any of those choices, so I guess B) Open only for love? I mean, I'll do it and not just for love, but, well, you know, right?" She looked gave the pretty redhead, Jenna, an expectant look.
"I’ll go with C," Jenna revealed, feeling empowered by Ally's early comment about how Ally used her sex toys.
"Well, okay," Ally laughed. "Ready for Question #5? It's a short one: Spit, swallow, wear that spunk like something from Proud Mary or he's not getting that until he puts a ring on it?"
"Spit," Caitlyn quickly announced.
"It should be, 'he's only getting it until he puts a ring on it,'" Becca said. "What about you, pervert?" She looked at Jenna.
"I don't know," she said. She didn't and that was the problem with her playing this game. Before arriving at college, Jenna had been with one guy: Tom Marks. Their first time was their third to last date before heading off to college. It hadn't gone the way Jenna thought it should. Yes, fucking had felt good. She didn't have an orgasm; she never expected to have one on her first time. What had confused her was Tom's approach. They had done it in the missionary position each time. Foreplay had been kissing and caressing but nothing more. Jenna had wanted to try the things she had seen on the internet and read about. She had wanted to find out about oral sex and finger-fucking and everything else. If Tom had been willing, Jenna would have offered her butt to him, too. Two years of dating, kissing and nothing more had grown tiresome. Jenna had been ready to try it all. But too much church had caught up with Tom. After his orgasm he had been filled with shame and insisted they get dressed. That had happened three times between them. As had happened after so many other dates, Jenna had gone home and wore out the batteries on her toys.
"Wait, you'll let a guy fuck you up the ass, but you've never given a blow-job?" Becca asked, trying to make sense of the redhead's answer.
"I never said I had a guy up my butt."
"You're not a virgin, are you?" Caitlyn asked.
"No, I've done it," Jenna said, hating how she felt on the defensive about it. "And more than once, though all with the same guy."

"That ultra-religious guy?" Ally correctly guessed. Jenna was closer to Ally than Caitlyn or Becca. Along the way, Ally had heard more of Jenna's stories.
"Tom," she said.
"And that's all you did?" Caitlyn quizzed, looking amazed. "He didn't go down on you or nothing?"
Jenna shook her head and felt innocent again.
"Girlfriend, we've got to find you some real dick!" Becca crowed. "You're cute as hell. I bet half the guys at this college would want to get some of that."
"What's your answer?" Jenna asked Ally, hoping to push the attention away.
"Swallow or wear that spunk like something from Proud Mary," Ally giggled. "I love the taste of a guy."
"Ew!" Becca and Caitlyn chimed.
"I'm serious. I'd do just that if it didn't make me so fucking horny to do it," Ally promised.
"Only foreplay for me," Caitlyn insisted. "That way he doesn't expect me to swallow."
"Yeah, good plan," Becca agreed, high-fiving her roommate before Ally went on with the quiz.
There were questions about positions…