Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2012 19:14:53 -0300
From: ottootto@fastmail.fm
Subject: The Volkmans 4

Chapter 4 -- You know?

    Laurie knew nothing about Joan and Martin's indiscretion. She spent the
day with Manuela. And, as the hours went by, they became more and more
friendly. They started laughing.

    With Manuela, Laurie could relax. With the Volkmans, she was always
tense. Not their fault, of course. They were very nice, but she was here
for a very difficult reason.

    But with Manuela, for a few moments, she even forgot this reason. She
was simply in a beautiful place with great company.

    They spent a lot of time by the pond, then they got back on their
horses and rode a little more. But then, Manuela was a lot more friendly,
and explained the places, introduced the animals... This time, she really
talked to Laurie.

    But I promised you something last chapter. You wanted to know about
Julie and Dorothy, right? Well, then I guess I must leave Laurie and
Manuela riding alone for a few pages. Laurie will be back in the end of
this chapter, okay?

    As I've mentioned, there was something going on between Julie and
Dorothy.

    Thing is: Dorothy was sure that Julie and Joan were a couple. And she
found this... interesting. Very interesting.

    It was hot.

    Dorothy always thought girls were pretty. And she often wondered about
them. And of course she knew about lesbians. She saw this kind of stuff on
TV and movies.

    It was sexy. Something she wondered about.

    Obviously she couldn't discuss this with Nate! He would probably freak
out. But, in her mind, there was something so free, so exciting about being
bisexual.

    She wondered about a woman's touch. About sex with another woman.

    And Julie and Joan were a couple! They were lesbians. She was kind of
amazed.

    Even because they were both so beautiful. And feminine; and
gentle. There was nothing aggressive about them. Just two girls. Who loved
each other.

    They were beautiful, both of them, yes, and they were very nice. But,
for some reason, Dottie felt instantly closer to Julie. She didn't know
why. There was something about Julie Parker that intrigued her. That drew
Dottie in.

    There was something about Julie, particularly about Julie, that excited
her.

    Dottie never realized how silly she looked. She looked like a
schoolgirl with a huge crush on a boy. Or, actually, on another girl.

    At first, she was just around Julie. She was just near her. But, as
time went by, they started to talk more and more, Julie started to give her
some more attention (yay!) and soon there were just the three of them:
Julie, Dorothy and Joan.

    And Joan also left. So Julie and Dorothy were alone.

    They talked a little more. Julie was so funny. And so smart! She wasn't
just a beautiful girl, you know?

    She was really nice to Dorothy.

    And then Julie's blue eyes looked somewhere else. Somewhere behind
Dorothy. Dottie turned her head to look, and heard Julie asking:

    "Where're you going?"

    Joan was leaving with Martin. And answered:

    "To get some ice!"

    "Oh, okay!"

    And then those eyes returned to meet Dottie's.

    And there was something in that moment that made Dorothy so
brave. Suddenly she found the nerve to ask a direct question:

    "She means a lot to you, doesn't she?"

    Julie was surprised. They both knew what Dorothy was talking about.

    Julie was out of the closet since she was a teenager. She never had any
intention to hide who she was. But she was also very private. She didn't
wear t-shirts saying: "I love pussy" or "I'm bi" or stuff like that. Like
many in her position, she liked to believe that most people didn't get
immediately that she liked girls, even because she also liked guys. In
Arkansas, especially, she didn't want to be seen as some kind of
freak. Mainly for Laurie. A sister with a girlfriend could make everything
much harder for her.

    But she was not ashamed of who she was.

    "Yes," she said, shrugging, but looking straight at Dorothy. "She's my
gal."

    And, of course, this sentence could be said in a number of non-romantic
and non-sexual situations. And Julie said it very bluntly. But Dorothy knew
that Julie really meant it.

    "You two look great together."

    "Thanks."

    "Are you married?"

    "Just living together. Look... can't we talk about that somewhere
else?"

    This wasn't about sex. Yes, Julie had been flirting a little with
Dorothy, and wondering about her, but now she just wanted a safe place
because she didn't want people overhearing the details of her private life.

    But, when Dorothy held her hand...

    "I know just the place!"

    There was something about it. Her tone, so enthusiastic, the hand on
hand, her speed... They walked fast, Dorothy guiding Julie. In complete
silence, as if neither one of them dared to talk about those secrets before
they were safe.

    Dorothy never released Julie's hand.

    After, I don't know, fifteen or twenty minutes, they arrived somewhere
in the middle of the Trevor's farm. They couldn't see the house. Nobody
could see them.

    They sat on the grass, with Dottie still holding Julie's hand. And
then, only then, Dorothy said something:

    "So, when did you know you were a lesbian?"

    Julie laughed:

    "Well. I'm bisexual, actually. So is Joan."

    "Like Laurie Park... I mean, Laurie?"

    "Well, yeah."

    "That's so cool! When did you find out?"

    So Julie told her the story. The whole story? Hell, no. No incest was
mentioned, of course. Whenever needed, Julie simply said "a friend".

    And so Julie explained Dorothy that, although she and Joan were a
couple, they had other people on their bed, occasionally.

    Now I have to explain how Julie was saying these things. Definitely
flirting. Eye contact all the time, caressing Dorothy's hand constantly,
with enough juicy details to get the blonde's imagination running, but
nothing too graphic.

    "Wow. So you do threesomes."

    "Threesomes, foursomes, big orgies..."

    "Orgies? Wow!"

    "Yeah, what about you?"

    "Oh, I never did something like that! So you and Joan share other
girls. That's so cool."

    "Well... Sometimes we don't really share. But we always tell the other
afterwards."

    "You mean, like... You and another girl? Without Joan?"

    "Oh, yeah, that happened. Quite a few times."

    "Wow, that's so... Uh, interesting!"

    Dorothy was so into all that. She was loving to hear this.

    And that was green light for Julie:

    "You never had sex with another girl, have you?"

    "Oh, no, are you kidding me? Never!"

    But she didn't say it in an aggressive way. She wasn't disgusted. It
was just Dottie's life. She said it in a playful way.

    "But you thought about it, have you?"

    "Well, geez... I don't know!"

    "Sure you do! Come on! We're friends! You can tell me!"

    Dottie laughed:

    "Well, sometimes. You know..."

    "And why didn't you act?"

    "Well... You know... I don't know who... would be, you
know... uh... receptive?"

    She laughed.

    And Julie smiled:

    "Sure you do."

    "Oh, no. Girls here..."

    "Girls here?"

    Dorothy Winters was so horny. Everything Julie had told her, the way
she said it, the way Julie caressed her hand, the way Julie looked at her
and now... fuck!

    It was such a good sensation. Just that wonderful sensation when you're
genuinely horny. It happens when you are with someone truly special, and
nothing spoils the moment, and your sensations just keep growing and
growing, until you don't know what to do with them.

    She laughed, again.

    "Girls here," she repeated. And laughed again.

    Julie had the chance. Couldn't miss it. Julie brought Dottie's hand to
her lips and kissed it. Then she kissed one of the fingers, and Dottie
gently pushed it a little bit between Julie's lips. Julie started kissing
and licking Dottie's thumb, and then she lowered Dottie's hand, rubbing it
against her left breast.

    And Dottie caressed that breast with the back of her hand. Yes, she
could certainly feel a hard nipple!

    Then Julie said it, in her most serious way, looking straight into
Dottie's eyes:

    "Would you like to see them naked?"

    Dorothy looked the other way for a second. Then her blue eyes fell back
into Julie's blue eyes.

    She nodded. And she laughed, nervous.

    Now here lies the genius of Julie Parker. She could read the signs. She
could adapt her seduction to whoever was with her. If it was some other
girl, someone who didn't look the other way, someone who said something,
she could just raise her hands and say something like "well, remove my
blouse" or something like that. But this wasn't the case, and Julie knew
it.

    So she removed her own blouse. Slowly, observing Dottie's eyes. And
Dorothy didn't look away.

    And Julie put her blouse on the floor, very gently. She smiled at
Dorothy. And then, always slowly, she opened her bra. She removed it
slowly, but not too slow. It was something natural, not forced. And then
she reclined her body back.

    "Wow," said Dorothy. "You're beautiful."

    "Well, thank you."

    "So beautiful."

    Julie said nothing for a few seconds. Time to relax, you know? She just
watched Dorothy's blue eyes as they went from one tit to another. And, more
than that, they checked Julie's whole torso. Because Dorothy wasn't a boy,
she wasn't just interested on tits. She observed Julie's white, soft,
flawless skin.

    But, of course, those breasts were a big part of it.

    Julie asked:

    "What are you thinking?"

    Dottie smiled:

    "I don't know!"

    "You don't know what you're thinking? Or are you simply thinking that
you don't know?"

    "No, I just... You know!"

    "No, I don't. I can think, and imagine, and fantasize, and hope,
but... I don't know for sure. Do I?"

    Dorothy laughed:

    "I don't know."

    "Me neither. I can want, really want, but I can't know for
sure. Right?"

    "Yeah. You're right."

    And she was. This wasn't just crush-talk. Julie was right. Damn right.

    And Dorothy knew it. She knew that Julie was willing to do this. She
knew, for a fact, that she could easily do this. Have sex with a girl. With
Julie. Wow! Julie wanted to fuck her! How cool! And scary.

    How about Nate?

    Well, first, this was a big secret, but Dorothy had already cheated on
Nate. With a cousin, a few months before.

    But this... This was a girl. A very beautiful girl. And... It was
something Dorothy wanted so much!

    It all depended on her.

    "Kiss me," she whispered, closing her eyes.

    Julie shook her head.

    "No," she said, and Dorothy opened her eyes. "If you really want to,
you come here and kiss me."

    Dorothy freezed. She couldn't really do this, could she? She gave no
response, because she didn't know what to do. What she could do.

    Fuck, it couldn't happen to a better girl. No other girl would be so
beautiful, no chance would be clearer. This was a dream. And Dorothy
couldn't miss it.

    So she moved forward. She held Julie's beautiful face between her two
hands and kissed that mouth, very gently, very softly.

    That was a nice surprise to Julie, who half-expected Dottie to jump on
her and kiss her hard.

    Julie also caressed Dorothy's face, returning the gentle kisses.

    Because what started as one soon became countless. These two didn't
stop kissing.

    Julie was half-naked, but it didn't matter that much. Their eyes were
closed and their hands were only touching each other's faces.

    And, gradually, their kisses became more and more intense, but without
ever losing their gentleness.

    Dorothy Winters had no more doubts. Who cares if Julie was a girl? Who
cares if she was cheating on Nate? This was perfect. This was one of the
greatest moments of her life.

    Julie was so wonderful...

    Julie was slowly moving down, until her back was on the floor. Dorothy
tried to keep kissing her, but the movement broke the momentum for a
second.

    They opened their eyes. They looked at each other. Julie Parker
couldn't be more inviting.

    And Dorothy got on top of her. She couldn't believe it, but...

    They kissed some more.

    It was wonderful.

    Just so great!

    Dorothy got really excited. Not just horny, but excited with this whole
situation. She was actually doing this!

    And then she started to plant numerous tiny kisses on Julie's
cheeks. She was just... So happy!

    She kissed Julie's face. Soon she found an ear, and she didn't hesitate
for a second. She just moved Julie's beautiful black, silky hair out of the
way and started kissing it and licking it. Julie's hair smelt so good. And
Dorothy nibbled that ear. She kissed Julie's neck.

    And Julie was only human. She moaned. And her hands ran over Dottie's
head and back.

    Dottie attacked Julie's neck with gusto. Her hands also started to move
down, although they didn't get near Julie's naked tits. She just felt the
skin of Julie's body. Julie's back, a little of the stomach... but not the
breasts. Not so soon. She kissed the base of Julie's neck.

    And Julie said:

    "Oh, Dorothy, you're wonderful!"

    Yes! She was giving Julie some pleasure!

    But Julie really wanted to speed things up. She caressed Dottie's
pretty face, kissed her quickly and said:

    "But now it's my turn to see your breasts. Can you show them to me?"

    Yes, yes, yes, she could, she wanted to, she wanted to move forward!

    Dorothy raised her body, so that she was sitting on Julie's. And she
lowered the thin, light, blue summer dress she was wearing.

    Only her bra covered her breasts, and it was Julie's time to raise her
body, holding Dottie, so they sat together and Julie opened Dorothy's bra
and kissed her.

    Their tits pressed together. Naked, for the first time, and they could
feel each other's hard nipples.

    Dorothy belonged to Julie. There was no need to ask for her permission
now.

    So Julie turned their bodies, and put Dorothy on the floor. She was
gentle, but also fast and sure. She knew what she was doing.

    "My, you're beautiful."

    "So are you. Please, Julie."

    She didn't need to say anything else. Julie knew what Dottie
meant. Please, don't stop; please, touch me; please, suck me; please, make
me cum; please, take me to heaven and please do wonders to me.

    Julie ran her fingers on Dottie's tits. Dorothy responded by arching
her body, as if trying to get more of Julie's fingers.

    "So beautiful," said Julie.

    This time, Dorothy said nothing. She was dying of expectation.

    Julie lay on top of Dorothy. Their half-naked bodies were pressed
together, and they kissed madly. They were both very into each other. Very
ready for this.

    And Julie kissed Dorothy's mouth, and Dorothy kissed her back, and
Julie moved her own body a little to the right and, while kissing Dorothy,
she played with Dorothy's right tit.

    Dorothy moaned, and Julie started to kiss Dottie's neck. And kept
playing with Dorothy's tit.

    Dorothy couldn't stop moaning. This was so wonderful. Like she always
knew it would.

    Julie started to move down, finding her way to Dorothy's breats. And
Dorothy was almost dying; she couldn't wait to feel Julie's mouth on her
tits. Her eyes were closed and she was dreaming about it.

    And then Julie found it. The top of Dorothy's breast. Just the top, at
first, just licked and kissed that wonderful amount of flesh. And, very
slowly, she moved down.

    Dorothy was dying, she wanted to touch herself, but she wouldn't
dare. She wanted nothing to spoil this moment. And she didn't want to make
herself cum, not now, not so soon.

    And then Julie sucked Dorothy's nipple!

    "Oh! Fuck!"

    Dorothy smiled. And she would spend the rest of her life convinced
that, at that moment, she had a tiny orgasm.

    She actually had to wait a few seconds to really appreciate what Julie
was doing to her nipples, because the first sensation was just too big.

    Julie sucked her left tit, while still caressing the right. She was, at
the same time, both gentle and intense. Both passionate and respectful. It
had nothing to do with the way Nate sucked her tits.

    It just felt... so good.

    Julie ran her tongue from one tit to another, and again got her hand to
work on the other breast.

    She was wonderful! Just wonderful!

    But she stopped!

    And Julie couldn't believe how funny Dorothy looked! It was hard not to
laugh. Because Dorothy had an expression that reminded Julie of Linda! She
seemed shocked by the fact that Julie had stopped. And annoyed. She had
that look of "excuse me, what the fuck do you think you're doing" that
Linda gave every time something made her mad.

    But Julie didn't laugh, she just offered her own breast to Dorothy.

    And Dorothy took it.

    She took it hungrily. She didn't hesitate for a second. It was in front
of her face, yes, she took it. Simple as that. No more second thoughts. She
passed from one to another as if trying to decide which one tasted better,
which one fit her mouth better.

    "Oh, my," said Julie, kind of amazed!

    "Yeah," was all Dorothy could say before putting another nipple in her
mouth.

    Above all, this told Julie that Dorothy really was ready. Really
was. Julie could do anything with that girl.

    And Dorothy wanted to cum. She really did, Julie knew. She was ready
to.

    And Julie wouldn't make this girl cum just once. Nope. No way.

    Again, Julie moved her body and, again, Dorothy had that shocked
expression.

    "No! Why?"

    "Oh," Julie said, "we'll get back to that. But now it's my turn to do
it."

    Again, Julie kissed Dorothy. But, this time, she put her right hand on
Dorothy's leg. She caressed it, kissing Dorothy, and when Julie started to
suck Dorothy's tits again, her hand moved up. And Dorothy's dress moved up.

    "Oh, oh, Julie... Yes!"

    Yes, until Julie's hand was no longer in Dorothy's leg. Until it was
just a matter to move it a few inches to the right, and find it. Julie
could already feel the elastic of Dorothty's cotton panties.

    And, sucking Dorothy's tits, she moved her hand to the right. It was
getting warmer and warmer, until she found it, yes. It was hot as hell, and
those panties were useless, because they were damp!

    Julie caressed Dorothy's pussy, through the cotton panties, while she
sucked Dottie's breast.

    And Dorothy couldn't believe it.

    "Oh, oh, yes... Julie, oh, fuck, don't stop! You're driving me crazy,
girl! Fuck me!"

    Dorothy's hips were shaking like crazy. Her butt was going up and down
frantically, and Julie knew that, if Dorothy kept doing it for too long,
she would cum, yes, but also get a sore butt.

    So it was time to make the girl cum. Quickly.

    Julie found her way through Dottie's panties.

    "Oh, yeah, Julie, Julie, Julie!"

    Dorothy's pussy was wet and hot as hell. Well, Dorothy was wet and hot
as hell. So much, in fact, that Julie got a little annoyed.

    I mean, Julie was a girl who took pride of her skills. She liked to
make her partner cum.

    But that afternoon, it was almost as if her finger was a dildo! Dorothy
was doing all the work, shaking her hips to get the most of it.

    Sure, Julie likes when her partner collaborates, but come on! There was
no challenge here!

    All her work had been done before. She had done such a great job
exciting Dorothy that now anything would do. Dorothy couldn't appreciate
Julie's expertise!

    She simply shook her hips, trying to get the best of Julie's hand,
while Julie sucked her tits. As far as Dorothy was concerned, this was
perfect, this was one of the greatest things ever, this was amazing.

    "Oh, Julie, Julie, yeah, girl... oh... oh, fuck... yeah, yeah,
oh... I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I need to cum, yeah, don't stop, oh,
fuck, yeah, like this..."

    Julie fingered her hard and sucked her tits, but her mind really was on
the things that would follow this silly, easy orgasm. When Julie would
really blow this girl's mind.

    Julie knew so much, and to be reduced to a finger, a palm on the girl's
clit and a mouth sucking a tit, was... Almost offensive!

    "Oh, Julie, Julie! Julie, yes! Yes, I'm cumming! Oh, yes, yes,
ah... I'm cumming..."

    Indeed. Well, now the fun could begin.

    Dorothy was amazed. This was one of the best orgasms in her life.

    Her eyes were shining. She had a huge smile on her face:

    "Oh, Julie, thank you, thank you so much! This was wonderful! Simply
wonderful!"

    "Yeah, right," Julie said, with a hint of contempt. Julie would never
admit, but it was incredible how many things she had in common with her
twin sister. She was acting just like Linda would.

    She sucked her finger. Well, at least the girl tasted good.

    "Julie, you're amazing. You opened a new..."

    Julie interrupted her:

    "Oh, dear, I'm not done yet."

    Again, Dorothy's eyes were shining:

    "You mean you want me to... You know?"

    "Oh, sure, but not now. I still have some stuff to do with you."

    "What do you mean?"

    "Oh, come on, you know. Just relax, okay?"

    How could she? Dorothy knew what Julie meant: Julie would eat her
pussy! This sounded great, but... Dorothy had such a powerful orgasm
that... Julie couldn't possibly beat that!

    But Julie started kissing Dorothy's legs. Oh, my, it felt so good! No
one has ever done that to her before! This was so hot. Julie was slowly
licking, kissing, sucking, biting the flesh of Dottie's thighs.

    During the first part of this session, Julie had lots of respect for
Dorothy's body. It was something she did when fucking someone who was in a
relationship. She and Joan had an open relationship, but she knew many
other people didn't. Julie was very considerate, so she didn't like to
leave marks that, later, could be hard to explain.

    But not now. Hell, fuck it. This Dorothy Winters would get the best of
Julie Parker. So, this time, she didn't resist marking the girl's
body. Sure, Dottie would have huge problems if Nate saw these marks,
but... Julie didn't care.

    Neither did Dottie. She wasn't thinking on marks, or Nate. She was
simply thinking how great this was.

    Julie used her mouth and tongue with such tenderness and passion... It
was so different than anything Dottie had ever experienced. Even with
Julie. What had happened with them before was... another thing! It had been
great, but... Dottie knew it would be great, and she kind of knew what to
expect. But this... this was just amazing! New. Exciting in a very
different way.

    In a way, it was almost as if, before, she wanted to cum fast. To get
done with it. But now... Fuck, Julie could spend a whole week there, as far
as Dottie was concerned! It was simply wonderful.

    Julie, still half-naked, just worked her magic on those long
legs. There was something funny about Dottie: she didn't really look like
Jill, but they had the same type: tall thin blondes with huge tits and blue
eyes.

    And Julie was going up, reaching the inner side of Dottie's thighs. Her
hands were also on Dorothy's legs, caressing that soft skin.

    Dorothy, caressing Julie's beautiful long black hair, could only moan:

    "Oh, Julie... What are you doing to me? This is wonderful... This is
not fair... just too good!"

    Then Julie deliciously bit that wonderful flesh. And Dorothy yelled:

    "Oh, fuck, this is amazing!"

    And Julie started to worry that, again, Dorothy might cum too fast!

    By then, Dorothy's dress was basically just around her bellybutton. But
her panties were still on. Completely wet. Julie could smell Dottie's
pussy, she could see part of it...

    But not now. Not so soon.

    First, Julie removed Dottie's dress. She placed it, neatly, on the
floor, on the right side of Dorothy.

    "Get on your fours," Julie said. And used her hands to help Dorothy.

    Dottie didn't know what to expect, but she didn't mind. She would do
anything Julie told her to.

    They used the dress as a tiny towel. And Julie removed Dorothy's
panties and, then, removed the leaves off Dorothy's butt. Of course, she
didn't stop caressing Dorothy, and in fact Dottie didn't even realize that
this was hygiene. As far as she knew, it was all sex.

    Wonderful sex.

    But then... Julie opened her butt and...

    Oh, fuck! What was that?

    It felt wonderful! Fantastic! Dottie couldn't believe it!

    "Yeah, Julie, lick my ass! Yeah, fuck, this is the best! Lick my
asshole! I never imagined it feels so good!"

    Very tight asshole. Virgin? Probably, Julie thought.

    Oh, my.

    "Yes, yes, Julie! Yes, this amazing!"

    Dorothy couldn't get her thoughts straight. The girl was licking her
asshole! Gross, right?

    No, it was wonderful! Dottie could never dream that she could have such
pleasure in her asshole!

     "Oh, Julie! Yeah, fuck, oh! Oh, girl! Lick my ass! Lick my ass! Lick
my virgin asshole!"

    Julie knew it!

    Yes, Dottie was a virgin, back there. Nate never manifested any desire
to do anything there, and frankly Dorothy was never that curious about it.

    But now... Wow, she was in heaven!

    "Go on, don't stop! Don't you fucking stop! Lick my ass until I cum!
I'm yours, Julie!"

    Of course she was.

    Julie ran her finger over Dorothy's pussy.

    Oh, the girl was ready. Certainly ready.

    She inserted her finger into Dorothy's pussy. And, again, Dorothy
shouted:

    "Yes, fuck, oh! Yeah! This is amazing! Oh, fuck, this is amazing! I
can't believe it!"

    Then Julie removed her finger...

    "Don't stop!"

    And started to move her tongue down...

    "Oh, yes, yes, please do it!"

    And then reached it!

    "Oh, fuck, my! Yes! I can't take it! Don't stop! Please!"

    Yes, Julie Parker was licking Dottie's pussy. She used her hands to
open it, it was beautiful, and when she licked, my...

    Dottie was in heaven!

    "Yes, yes, oh... Fuck, this... Oh, my, I can't believe it! How the fuck
do you know?"

    She meant how Julie knew exactly what to do. No man has ever done it
that good! As far as Dottie was concerned, oral sex was fun, but... It had
never been like this!

    "Yeah, fuck, oh... Julie! What are you doing to me?"

    Dorothy wasn't even on her fours anymore. Her butt was up, yes, but her
arms just couldn't take her weight anymore. Her tits were pressed against
her dress, her forehead was on the floor.

    Her fingers worked on the grass.

    "Shit, yes, oh! Julie! My! What is this? I never felt this way before!"

    Dorothy loved sex, she had countless orgasms in her life. But she knew
that this was going to be truly special.

    Really the best.

    She was shouting constantly!

    She was drooling on the grass!

    Fuck, she was melting on that girl's tongue!

    "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!"

    And, of course, that was exactly what Julie did.

    "Turn over," she said.

    And again Dorothy lay with her back on the floor. Her butt was on her
dress. Hygiene, I repeat.

    She managed to beg:

    "Eat me more!"

    "Oh, I will, don't worry."

    And indeed she did. She got her mouth back on that pussy.

    "Oh, fuck, yes! This is even better!"

    It really was.

    And, above all, now Julie could really pay attention to Dorothy's clit.

    "Oh, fuck, Julie, yes! Yes, girl, oh, my!"

    Julie could lick and suck that clit. She could drool on it. She could
use her tongue to press it, and move it, driving Dorothy insane.

    "Fuck, my! Yeah, my, oh, g... Oh, je... yeah, my, fuck, oh, Julie! This
is amazing!"

    Instinctively, Dorothy held Julie's head. She wouldn't let Julie go
anywhere!

    "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes... Oh, my! Yeah, Julie, this is so wonderful!"

    Dorothy used one hand on Julie's head, and the other to caress her own
breasts. Her eyes were closed. And her feet simply didn't stop. Both of
them, going back and forward, literally digging a pair of holes in the
floor. Her feet and her legs simply followed the rhythm of her hips.

    And so did her head, constantly moving from one side to another. And
she was crying at the top of her lungs:

    "Yeah, fuck, oh! Julie! Julie! You're the best, amazing, fuck! Shit, I
never! Oh, yeah! Never felt! Oh, so good!"

    When Julie pushed her middle finger into Dottie's wet pussy...

    "Oh, my! Yes! Yes, right! Oh, fuck me!"

    Well, yeah, sure, but... not there, baby!

    "Oh, my fucking! What're you... Doing? Yes! Yes, yes, oh, Julie, yes,
fuck my ass! Fuck my virgin asshole! Yes, fuck my ass while you lick
my... Oh, Julie! Fuck!"

    Gotta tell you, Dottie's asshole was tight, but that girl knew how to
open it! She was so excited that she was ready to take it all in. She
didn't even need to get some time to get used to it. Nope. This couldn't
stop, not even for a second, it was just too good.

    "Keep fucking! Yeah, oh! Julie! Lick my clit! Yeah! Finger my ass! Oh!
Yes!"

    If you only heard Dottie's screams, you would never believe it but, of
course, Julie moved her finger very slowly, very gently inside that virgin
ass. She didn't want to hurt this girl.

    (Oh, and by the way, I know you read many porn stories before,
including some of mine, so you may be wondering. No, no one else heard
them. Or saw them. It was, indeed, a safe place. Okay? Now back to the
story.)

    But Dottie was shouting with all her power. She couldn't care less if
anyone could hear. She was having the time of her life, and she had to
express it:

    "Yes, yes, oh, my... Fuck, Julie, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, yeah,
oh, go on, lick my clit, yeah, lick my clit, lick my cunt, oh, girl, your
mouth is amazing! You're amazing!"

    Dottie was caressing her own breasts.

    And then she decided to try something.

    She sucked her own breasts.

    Pity. It didn't feel as good as when Julie sucked her tits. And it
wasn't as interesting as sucking Julie's tits, so Dottie forgot about
it. She simply used her mouth to scream her pleasure.

    "Yeah, yeah, oh fuck... Julie! Julie! Yeah, go on, go on!"

    She looked down. Looked at Julie. Oh, Julie was so beautiful, and she
looked so... concentrated on what she was doing. So interested on Dottie's
pussy!

    And that finger filling her asshole! What an amazing feeling! Nate
never demonstrated any interest on Dottie's ass. How silly! If she knew she
could feel this way, she would have forced him to do it.

    Oh, she couldn't wait to feel a real prick back there! Stretching
her. Moving gently, like Julie's finger, making her cum...

    But who cares about cocks? Julie was doing such a wonderful job that
Dorothy quickly put that thought aside and started to concentrate on what
Julie was doing to her.

    Dottie always wondered about other girls, but... she had no idea that
it could actually feel this good.

    "Oh, Julie! Yeah, fuck, oh... Girl! This is so perfect! I'm gonna cum
so hard in your mouth!"

    Yes, she would. Julie knew. In a couple of seconds, this girl would cum
again.

    "Yeah, oh... Make me cum! I never felt so good! Oh, Julie, I have to
taste you! I gotta know how it tastes! How you taste! I bet you're
delicious!"

    Indeed Julie is.

    "Please, Julie! Make me cum and I promise you that I'll make you cum!
I'll eat you, I'll lick you, I'll finger your ass! Do you want me? Uh? To
fuck your ass?"

    And Julie did something very unusual for her. Lots of other girls did
it all the time, not to mention guys, but Julie never liked to talk while
she was eating a pussy. However, that Fourth of July she stopped licking
that clit for a couple of seconds, just enough to look at Dorothy and say:

    "Oh, baby, I simply want you."

    And she got her mouth back on Dottie's beautiful pussy.

    Again, that's the genius of Julie. She didn't like to stop licking a
pussy to talk crap. But she knew it was worth to make a tiny little
interruption if it's to say something that drives the other girl crazy.

    And Dorothy Winters was so into Julie Parker, she was so smitten by
this beautiful brunette that this sentence just made her so... unbelievably
happy! It put her on cloud nine.

    And, from there, it was so easy to bring her down with an orgasm.

    Julie's tongue was amazing. And her finger felt so good in Dottie's
asshole...

    This was perfect.

    Much better than anything she had ever done with Nate. Or any other
guy.

    It wasn't even fair. Dorothy spent some seconds in pure heaven, and
suddenly she whimpered:

    "Oh, baby, I'm cumming..."

    And she was crying. Not in a scary way, but she definitely had tears on
her eyes.

    Dorothy felt... accomplished.

    She couldn't move. But she had to taste Julie. She had to return the
favor. She wanted to.

    Julie moved near Dorothy. And Dorothy said:

    "Thank you. Thank you, Julie. Thanks so much!"

    "Oh, you're welcome, dear."

    They kissed again. And Dorothy felt the strong taste in Julie's
mouth. Her taste. Wow.

    Again, Dottie's fingers ran over Julie's beautiful naked chest. She
caressed Julie's big breasts. Those nipples were so hard.

    Even because she was spent, Dorothy was very gentle, very slow. This
time she could really appreciate Julie's soft skin.

    Thanks to the sun and the sex, Julie's skin was hot. Dorothy looked to
Julie's beautiful face. Julie smiled.

    They kissed again.

    And Dorothy said, with some regret:

    "I... just don't... know how..."

    "You're doing just fine."

    "I am?"

    "Sure."

    Slowly, gently, Dorothy's hand went down. Touching Julie's
bellybutton. Sensing that the pants were near.

    That was the turning point. Could she remove those pants?

    Julie's eyes were so encouraging. They left no doubt on Dorothy's
mind. She opened the button. And laughed, nervous. And Julie laughed,
relaxed. Julie touched Dottie's face, and kissed her, and Dottie caressed
her skin for a couple of seconds, found the zipper and pulled it down.

    But Dorothy still couldn't do it, Julie knew. Dorothy needed one last
guidance.

    So Julie held Dorothy's hand and pushed it down, under her pants, under
her panties, so Dorothy could touch Julie's pubic hair.

    Dorothy kissed the brunette. Madly.

    Julie's hand was no longer necessary. Dottie could do all the exploring
by herself.

    And the gentleness was gone. While they kissed, Dorothy's hand moved
roughly on Julie's pubic hair. She could feel, on the tip of her fingers,
the hot wetness of Julie's pussy.

    Wow, there was no cock! How crazy!

    Dorothy found energy somewhere, and moved her body. She had to see it.

    She quickly removed Julie's pants. And panties.

    And saw it.

    Wow!

    Wow, wow, wow...

    It was beautiful.

    So close.

    She could smell it.

    "See how wet you made me?"

    "Yes."

    She had to push it.

    Her finger. In it.

    And she did it, and it opened so easily around her finger!

    Julie moaned.

    She was so wet!

    And it was so hot.

    She saw Julie's thighs. So beautiful.

    She kissed the right one.

    Once.

    Because, after the first kiss, she went mad for Julie's legs. She did
all the wonderful things Julie had done to her. She bit, she licked, she
sucked on that flesh.

    "Oh, yeah, baby... please, please, Dottie... Taste it!"

    Yes!

    Dorothy removed her finger and passed her tongue over Julie's
pussy. From bottom to top.

    She tasted it, yes!

    And she had to have more of it!

    She had no experience, no developed technique, no control, but she had
enthusiasm.

    Her tongue flew, trying to get the best of Julie.

    "Oh, yeah, baby, oh... Go on, Dorothy, yeah... Oh, you like it, don't
you? I know you do. I know you... Oh, yeah, fuck, girl!"

    Indeed, Dorothy liked the taste.

    She liked THIS.

    To be there, on that Fourth of July, with Julie.

    Eating Julie's pussy.

    It was great.

    Men were never like this.

    Sucking cock never felt like this.

    She did it with real gusto. Her tongue moved, not so much to satisfy
Julie but to satisfy herself.

    However, Julie wasn't complaining:

    "Oh, yes, oh, fuck, oh! Girl, go on, go on, you're crazy, aren't you?
Really crazy. Crazy for pussy."

    Julie caressed her own breasts. Sure, in another situation, Dottie's
flaws would probably be a little enervating; how she changed rhythm when
there was absolutely no need, how she quickly pushed her tongue deep into
Julie's pussy just when she was doing such a good job on the outside
but... At that moment, Julie was so horny that she didn't mind.

    It didn't matter.

    At least, not for now.

    She knew that, soon, she would have to coach the blonde. Dottie didn't
pay much attention to Julie's clit, and it seemed that, when she did, it
was purely accidental. But, for now, it was okay.

    It was enough.

    It was great.

    So Julie just built the blonde's confidence:

    "Yeah, baby, oh... Fuck! Eat my pussy, yes! Are you wet? Uh? Are you
getting wet from licking my pussy?"

    "Yes."

    "Oh, good girl! Go on, baby, don't stop, don't stop and soon I'll make
you cum again, okay?"

    Again? Wow!

    Dorothy attacked Julie's pussy with even more enthusiasm.

    She didn't think about Nate, not even for a second.

    For Dorothy, that afternoon, Julie was all that mattered.

    Nothing else was important, nothing else excited her, just
this. Herself, and another girl, together at last.

    She always knew that this would be great. That she was born to do this.

    She always had feelings for other girls. And this just proved it.

    She was bisexual.

    She was a woman.

    She liked girls.

    She licked that pussy.

    Nothing could please her more than listening to Julie's moans. That
tasting Julie's juices.

    "Oh, baby, this is so good. You're making me, so... Oh, yeah,
that's... No, don't... Please, Dottie, go back... My clit! Yeah, baby,
right there, lick, right there, my... oh, yes!"

    Truth must be told. Of course Dorothy Winters knew the importance of
the clit. She was a girl, she masturbated, Dorothy and her clit were best
friends.

    And, of course, Julie had eaten her. And, even with all the pleasure,
Dorothy got the obvious: the clit was the big star here.

    So she knew about it. But that... Didn't really please her that
much. Because, sure, licking the clit could make Julie feel so great,
but... A much stronger taste was just under the clit.

    Still, Dorothy did as she was told. She owed it to Julie. She had to
make this beautiful girl cum.

    So she licked Julie's clit.

    "Yeah, oh, baby, oh... Yes, you're gonna make me cum! Oh, Dottie, baby,
I'm gonna cum in your mouth, I'm gonna cum so hard in your mouth, keep
going, keep going!"

    Yes, Dorothy concentrated on Julie's clit. She still couldn't control
her tongue very well, but she tried her best.

    "Finger me," said Julie, "Finger my cunt while you lick my clit!"

    Yeah!

    Dorothy really liked the idea. And pushed her middle finger back into
Julie's hot pussy.

    So wet.

    So much juice...

    "Another one, baby! Please, another one!"

    Easy! Dorothy pushed a second finger, without missing a lick.

    Julie knew so much... Fingerfucking her, it was easier for Dorothy to
establish a rhythm and stick with it.

    And indeed it was. Julie got closer and closer to her orgasm.

    "Oh baby, yes, yes, go on, that's it... Oh, Dottie, yes, fuck... oh,
fuck me, suck me, make me cum!"

    Dorothy showed no sign of hesitation or gentleness. She was attacking
Julie's pussy.

    And it was wonderful.

    For both of them.

    Julie asked:

    "Are you wet? Uh, baby? Do you want to cum again?"

    "Yes, please!"

    "Let's 69. Get on top of me!"

    Dorothy needed only a couple of seconds to get on the right position.

    And, as soon as she did, Julie licked her clit.

    Oh, fuck! Yes!

    Dorothy resumed her attention on Julie's pussy. The fingers, her
tongue...

    And Julie pushed her middle finger into Dottie's asshole.

    Yes!

    Fuck, yes.

    It was hard for Dottie to control her hips, which just made it harder
for Julie.

    But Julie didn't mind. She grabbed Dottie's butt with her left hand and
pulled it closer.

    And used her tongue on Dottie's clit with the same intensity Dorothy
reserved for hers.

    They were together.

    Eating each other.

    Getting closer and closer.

    Dorothy couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't control herself.

    This was heaven.

    Best thing ever.

    She could die doing this.

    Or, better yet, she could spend her whole life doing this.

    Just amazing. Mind-blowing.

    She licked Julie's clit. Sucked it. She tried to mimic whatever Julie
was doing to her.

    Oh!

    Fuck, she had to try.

    She just had to.

    So she pushed her middle finger between Julie's delicate butt cheeks.

    She found it.

    Hot.

    And pushed it.

    Oh, tight.

    But it was there.

    Her finger was in Julie's asshole.

    And she fucked it.

    She was fingering another girl's ass.

    And loving it!

    She didn't even miss the stronger taste of Julie's juices. The smell
was enough.

    And Julie's tongue...

    Fuck, what was that? Julie was amazing!

    And, as soon as she felt her own orgasm coming, Julie managed to put
Dottie on the edge.

    She sucked that clit, pushed her finger as far as she could, and
Dorothy had it.

    They came, both of them, together.

    And Dorothy didn't stop. As soon as she felt Julie cumming, with her
asshole gripping her finger, she attacked that pussy again, drinking those
juices, having that wonderful taste once more on her tongue.

    She even forgot about fingering Julie's ass. She simply let the finger
there, pressed by the sphincter, while her tongue flew over Julie's pussy.

    Until she was satisfied.

    Then they kissed again. Their breasts pressed against each other's once
more. But, this time, it wasn't so exciting, so new. It was simply natural.

    But it was time to go back to the party. Julie lit a cigarette, and
they tried to make themselves look decent again.

    Dorothy said:

    "Next time, we need to bring a towel or whatever."

    "Next time?"

    "Well... I mean... You know..."

    "I do."

    And Julie kissed her quickly.

    It was a pain in the ass to remove the grass out of their hair and
bodies, but they did their best. They were sweating, their clothes were a
mess, but... Fuck, they had no choice. And the sun was already setting, so
hopefully it wouldn't be so obvious.

    They started walking back to the Trevors.

    "Oh, Julie! This was wonderful! Thanks!"

    "Oh, dear, thank you."

    They kissed quickly.

    And the phone rang.

    Julie's.

    "What the fuck?"

    Was it Joan? No, it was Laurie!

    "Sorry," she said to Dorothy, and answered it. "Yeah?"

    Dorothy could only listen to Julie's side of the conversation.

    "What?"

    "You're kidding me!"

    "Laurie..."

    "Fuck, I'll be right there!"

    And that was the end.

    She looked at Dorothy:

    "Sorry, but... I really have to run."

    She kissed Dorothy once more, and indeed she started to run!

    Not knowing what to do, Dorothy started running after Julie. In her
mind, it was the only thing that made sense.

    They ran till the Trevors. Of course, Dorothy, three years younger and
a non-smoker, was in a much better shape than Julie.

    But, even trying to catch her breath, Julie didn't stop.

    Joan saw them running and asked:

    "Hey, what happened?"

    Julie was walking directly towards Nancy.

    "I'm gonna kill her!"

    "What? Who? What happened?"

    "You don't want to know."

    Joan knew Julie well enough. Julie meant it. Something serious had
happened. And Julie was not willing to share.

    Joan respected that. And she knew that, whatever it was, Julie could
handle it.

    Julie approached Nancy:

    "Hey, Nance... You have a bike?"

    "Uh, yes."

    "May I borrow it? I'll bring it back tonight."

    "Bring it tomorrow. Morning. Hey, bring a bikini, too. We can use the
pool!"

    "Yeah, thanks, I will. Where's the bike?"

    "I'll show you."

    Julie was in such a state of mind that she didn't even think about the
offer. A cute girl was inviting her to use her pool, and Julie barely
registered it.

    Julie got on the bike and just said:

    "Thanks."

    "See you tomorrow!"

    "Yeah, sure!"

    "Don't forget!"

    "Don't worry."

    And she rode away. Worried as hell.


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