Date: Thu, 17 May 2012 10:29:33 -0300
From: ottootto@fastmail.fm
Subject: The Volkmans 6

Chapter 6 – What do you know?

    The beauty of having a large family is that you need a huge table. So
that Sunday morning they all had breakfast together.

    Melinda and Laurie talked about their plan to go to town. It was
Sunday, everything would be closed, the town would be empty, and no one
would recognize Laurie.

    Hank, Nora, Warren and Toni had to visit some friends. But the kids
were free.

    Well, almost all of them. Julie said:

    "I can't. I have to return Nancy's bike."

    "Can't you do it tomorrow?"

    "I promised her."

    Joan said:

    "Come on, Jules. She'll understand. Won't she, Isis?"

    "Sure."

    "I told her I would go today. She was very nice to let me borrow it and
I can't possibly break my word."

    Joan knew it was useless to argue. Plus, she knew that, thanks to
Linda's presence, Julie wasn't in her normal, nice self.

    Linda, by the way, already had plans for that Sunday:

    "Hey, Kyle was going to show me the farm today!"

    Laurie:

    "Oh, come on, you can do it tomorrow."

    "Yeah, I guess." And, to Kyle: "Okay, pretty boy, we'll do it tomorrow,
okay?"

    "Sure. No problem."

    But Martin said:

    "I'm not feeling so well today. Can I stay?"

    Nora asked him:

    "What do you have?"

    "My stomach. I'm not even hungry," he said, pushing the plate in front
of him. "Just want to rest today. Is that okay?"

    Jill rolled her eyes:

    "Come on, Marty..."

    "I'm just not... feeling well."

    It was a lie. And Jill knew it. Martin just wanted to be alone for some
time. Just wanted to relax a little.

    Joan saw that as a chance to stay behind and, later, to talk to Julie
alone. So she offered:

    "I can stay here with you. In case you need something."

    "Yeah, sure," said Martin.

    But Nora, who believed that Martin and Joan were having an affair
behind Jill's back, said:

    "No. No. I'll stay. You go and have fun."

    Hank said:

    "Are you sure? We have plans."

    "Yes, I am. You'll go. I'll stay and take care of Martin. Frank and
Denise won't mind. And you kids have fun."

    Oh, fuck, Joan thought. Nora knew. Joan had this feeling, but now she
was sure. Nora knew that Joan and Martin had sex the day before.

    Joan really wanted to talk to Julie, but... there was no chance. Simply
no chance. Last night they slept in different bedrooms, and now they were
always surrounded by people. Fuck! Laurie would kill her.

    She also needed to warn Martin. But... how? There was no way. She
couldn't push him aside to "talk", not in front of Nora! So, fuck... All
she could do was visit Austerville!

    ***

    But, as soon as Linda saw Laurie with that black wig...

    Plans changed again. She immediately started to laugh:

    "This is ridiculous! Oh, sis, you're horrible as a brunette!"

    "Thank you, Linda."

    "No, seriously, this... I can't believe it!"

    She couldn't stop laughing. Every time she looked at Laurie, she
started laughing again.

    Truth must be told: Laurie was funny with that wig. It was very big,
very black, and she had lots of make-up on, plus the big sunglasses. She
looked nothing like `Caroline' from TV. She looked like a pretty girl who
was stuck in the eighties.

    And that was it. With that kind of attitude, it was obvious that Linda
couldn't go. She simply had to be left behind.

    "Hey, Kyle, I guess today you'll have to show me the farm after all."

    "No problem!"

    Laurie said:

    "Oh, come on, Linda, just control yourself and come with the rest of
us. It's not fair that he has to spend his whole day with you!"

    "Excuse me, Elvira, shouldn't you have bigger boobs?"

    "Fuck you, you're alone!"

    "No, not alone! You'll be here with me, don't you, Kyle?"

    "Yeah."

    "Good! We're gonna have so much fun together!"

    Laurie:

    "Linda... Don't."

    "Don't what?"

    "Push it, if you know what I mean."

    "Fine. Whatever the princess of darkness says!"

    ***

    Julie didn't hear this discussion. As soon as Laurie came down, wearing
that black wig and Linda started to laugh, Julie got the bike. Beneath her
clothes, she was wearing her bikini. The sun was shining, Nancy said
something about her pool, and frankly Julie hoped to spend as many hours as
she could away from Linda.

    Hm, bikini, pool... Was Nancy...?

    No. Certainly not.

    Well. Maybe.

    Who knew?

    Julie smiled. But she didn't plan anything. If Nancy looked interested,
fine. If she was just extremely friendly, well... Friends are nice, I
guess.

    But Julie wouldn't push it. The day before, Dorothy made very clear
that she was interested, but it would be foolish to take another
chance. Sure, Nancy was really cute... But Laurie came first, and Julie had
to make sure that she did nothing to make this harder on Laurie. And a
sister trying to seduce a teenager would make things a lot harder.

    So she was ready to spend hours talking about life in the farm, if
necessary.

    Or Laurie. Maybe Isis had told Nancy about Laurie, and she was being so
nice just because she wanted to get closer to the TV star. Who knows?

    Then the phone rang. Julie stopped the bike and answered it. (What? She
was Julie Parker. You can't expect her to talk while riding a bicycle!)

    It was Lucy. And what followed was a ten minute talk between mother and
daughter complaining about Linda and Roger. Then Lucy asked how things were
going, Julie answered, and they returned to the previous subject.

    Yes, it was awful that Linda had showed up unannounced, and Roger was a
fool to give her money to do so.

    When she hung up, Julie tried to reach Carla once more.

    And, this time, Carla answered her phone:

    "Jules?"

    "Hey."

    "Hey."

    They were old friends. Long before Linda and Carla became an item,
Julie and Carla were already friends. And lovers.

    "How are you?"

    "We'll work it out. You know your sister."

    Julie lit a cigarette.

    "Look, Carla... I just need to tell you that... Marty is freaking out
here. And things are not so easy on Laurie. She's trying to deal with all
of this, but... It's hard."

    "I know."

    "This shit between you and Linda couldn't have happened at a worst
time."

    "I know. Look, Julie, I just... The thing is... Linda really needs to
grow up!"

    "Tell me about it. But these people here... Look, they're great. But
it's not really fair what we're doing to them. They're probably as freaked
out as Laurie and Marty. So... Just keep this in mind, sweetie. They're
very nice. And we're guests here. And Laurie is under a lot of pressure."

    "I know. But... You know I have to go, right?"

    "You don't have to come, but I know that you're coming. When?"

    "I'll be there at five or six, I guess. But don't worry, I'm staying at
a hotel."

    "Good. What about Bird?"

    Bird was Julie's dog. Named after Charlie Parker.

    "I dropped him at your parents."

    "Funny. Mom said nothing about it. Anyway, when you get here,
just... Please, keep things private, okay?"

    "The hotel is booked already. Don't worry. But... they know we're a
couple, right?"

    "Yeah. Just don't... Start yelling at each other in public, okay?"

    "Sure. Don't worry."

    "Oh, baby, I am worried!"

    "You don't need to be. Trust me."

    "I trust you. But I don't really trust you two."

    "Do you wanna meet? At my hotel? Tonight?"

    "Not with her!"

    "No, not with her. Just the two of us. I would like to meet her
tomorrow."

    "Yeah, okay." Julie didn't really want to, but... Fuck, it was
Carla. One of her best friends. And it was obvious that Carla wanted to
talk.

    That was it. Julie would meet her friend. And, the next day, Carla and
Linda would make up.

    Shit.

    Well... There was nothing she could do. Now she could only try to have
a nice day. And a nice tan.

    ***

    Julie finally arrived at the Trevors. And Nancy was there, already in a
red bikini.

    Nancy Trevor was really cute. Blonde, blue eyes, thin, with nice
breasts.

    "Thanks for the bike," said Julie.

    "No problem. Did you bring a bikini?"

    "Bikini, lotion, towel, all I need."

    "Great!"

    "Where are your parents?"

    "They'll be gone all day. So don't worry."

    "Oh, I wasn't worried."

    Nancy took Julie to the back of the house. It was a beautiful pool, and
the sun was wonderful that Sunday.

    "I thought Joan would come with you."

    "Oh, you didn't say anything, so... Did you want her to come?"

    "Oh, no, I was just... kind of expecting her."

    "Well, we have different lives, you know?"

    "Oh, sure, sorry... I didn't mean to offend you. Sorry."

    "Okay, where can I get changed?"

    "Uh, here, I'll take you to my room."

    Okay, this was weird. Why did Nancy mentioned Joan? What did she know?
Or what did she think she knew?

    Julie knew herself. She wasn't that obvious, especially among
strangers.

    And, even if she was that obvious, what were Nancy's intentions?

    Was Nancy into girls?

    Julie hadn't paid much attention to Nancy the day before. Sure, Nancy
was pretty, but with Dorothy orbiting around her, it was hard for Julie to
pay attention on anyone else. But she had realized that Isis and Nancy
seemed to be best friends.

    However, Julie observed Isis in other occasions. And she would be very
surprised if shy Isis had any interest on girls. It wasn't that Isis didn't
care for sex. Julie saw Isis eyeing Marty. But, whenever Isis looked at the
girls, there was no desire on her beautiful green eyes. And believe me, if
that girl liked other girls, she would desire Julie, Joan, Jill, Laurie,
Dorothy...

    Plus, Julie knew that Nancy had a boyfriend, Gary. She had met him
quickly the day before.

    No, Isis and Nancy were not a couple.

    So what was going on here?

    In Nancy's girly bedroom, no clues. Nothing there served as a signal to
Julie that Nancy could be interested on other girls. Except, of course,
Nancy's posture.

    Because Julie had to ask for privacy. Nancy simply stood there, until
Julie said:

    "See you downstairs."

    "Oh. Sure. Okay."

    Then, just then, Nancy left and closed the door. Did she expect Julie
to simply undress in front of her?

    What was she expecting?

    Julie had the feeling that Nancy had some kind of plan for her. But
obviously the girl wasn't very good at it.

    Anyway, Julie had no interest in leaving. First, Nancy was really
cute. If Nancy wanted it, why not? And, if Nancy didn't want it, if she was
just... well, weird, really, so what? Julie would enjoy the sun, the pool,
and would stay away from Linda as much as possible.

    So Julie took off her clothes, got the lotion, the towel, the
sunglasses and went downstairs. She left the rest of her stuff in Nancy's
room.

    Nancy was lying down. She looked at Julie, and Julie lay next to her.

    Nancy said nothing. So Julie started the conversation:

    "Thanks again for inviting me. And for the bike."

    Still cold, Nancy only said:

    "No problem."

    "It was very nice of you."

    That did the trick. Nancy smiled again:

    "Oh, don't mention it. I just... saw you running. You two. You know,
Dottie and you. And it was obvious that something serious had happened."

    Hm, Julie wondered. Could Nancy have seen anything? Was she suspecting
anything? Time to find out:

    "Very serious. My sister had arrived. Unannounced. Completely out of
the blue."

    "Your sister?"

    "Yeah. You see, she just broke up with her girlfriend..."

    "Oh, she's a lesbian?"

    "Well, bisexual, but yes, she lives with a girl."

    "Oh."

    Julie moved her body, so she could face Nancy. Then she said:

    "Oh, Nancy, I hope I'm not shocking you. I wonder what you're
thinking."

    "Oh, don't worry. It's no big deal. I'm very open-minded."

    "Really?"

    "Sure. I'm sure you thought that in Arkansas we're all full of
prejudice and all, but... I'm not."

    "Well, good to know."

    "I have nothing against you people."

    "We people? I really hope that you mean it as in `we, the people'."

    Julie lit a cigarette. And Nancy tried to explain:

    "Well, Julie, I... I know about you. And I have no problem with it!"

    "Uh? What exactly do you think you know?"

    "That you're a lesbian. But I'm fine with it. I don't mind."

    "Well, good, but I'm not a lesbian."

    "Okay, bisexual, whatever."

    "Whatever? I still don't know what you think you know, Nancy."

    "Come on, you and Mel, yesterday..."

    "What?"

    "I saw you two!"

    No! Julie was sure that Nancy was bluffing.

    "Really? Why didn't you join us?"

    "Because I'm not a lesbian. Not even bisexual. But I saw you two."

    Julie laughed:

    "You're lying."

    "No, I'm not."

    "Awful poker face, Nancy."

    "I saw you two! You were licking her pussy!"

    "Yeah, in your sick mind! I'm sure you fantasized about it, but..."

    "No, I didn't!"

    "Ewww, you probably masturbated thinking about it!"

    "No, I didn't! And... okay, I didn't see you, I just... You two
disappeared, and then you came back running, with leaves all over you, and
I... I thought, okay?"

    "Why would you think that?"

    "Just... No reason."

    "Is that why you invited me here?"

    "No! I just... Thought you were cool! That's all! I promise!"

    Nancy Trevor was pretty. She was a pretty girl. But just a pretty girl,
like tons of others. What really made her special were her expressions. She
had big blue eyes, thin lips (but not too thin), and a cute little
nose. And they combined in the funniest faces! It was a joy to watch her
face contorting. That's what really did it for Julie. Nancy's wonderful
facial expressions.

    There's always something. Something that seemed designed to attract
Julie Parker. She always found something extremely attractive about her
potential partners.

    "Oh, Nancy, thanks. I am cool, you know?"

    "Sorry if I offended you..."

    "Oh, no, you didn't offend me. It's just that you were so... obsessed
with that idea, that I thought you..."

    "Oh, no! Really!"

    "It's okay. Can I tell you a secret?"

    "What?"

    "Well, can I trust you?"

    "Yeah! What is it?"

    "You were right."

    "I was?"

    "I am bisexual. And Dorothy and I got together yesterday. And it was
wonderful!"

    "I knew it!"

    "You can't tell to anyone. I'm just saying this to you because you seem
so open-minded..."

    "I am. I'll tell no one!"

    "I trust you. I mean, it's funny, I barely know you, just met you
yesterday, I know nothing about your life... I mean, I don't even know if
you're a virgin, but..."

    "I'm not!"

    "Oh, no?"

    "No."

    Nancy seemed kind of surprised with what she had said.

    It was so hot.

    Julie asked:

    "You and Gary..."

    "Yeah!"

    "You like it?"

    "Oh, I love sex. Everything about it. I'm crazy about it!"

    "Come on!"

    "Really! I've tried everything, even anal, and I love it!"

    "Everything?"

    "All positions."

    "But you said you never had sex with a girl!"

    "No."

    "No?"

    "I meant everything with a guy!"

    "Oh, there's so much more than a guy."

    "Yeah, but I'm not interested on girls. I mean, I respect you and all,
but..."

    "Oh, I wasn't talking about that. I was talking about two guys. Or
three guys."

    "You had sex with three guys?"

    "Well, sometimes."

    "Is it good?"

    "It's fun, but not really my thing. Two guys is great, but three is a
little too crowded."

    "I had sex with two guys once. It was amazing."

    "Did you had one fucking your pussy while the other fucked your ass?"

    "No. I was sucking one while the other fucked me..."

    Then Nancy seemed shocked with her own admission and mouthed:

    "Oh."

    There was something there. Julie had to find out:

    "Who were the two guys?"

    "Oh, I can't..."

    "Come on!"

    "Okay, you really can't say anything about this to anyone. It
was... Gary. And a guy we knew."

    "What guy?"

    "He was a friend of ours. Uh... He... He dated a friend of mine!"

    "Oh, you stole your friend's boyfriend?"

    "No! No, no I didn't. She was there."

    "Oh, come on, Nancy! You told me you were not interested on girls!"

    "She just watched. Uh... She had... Uh... We were all together. The
four of us. And Gary was fucking her, and her boyfriend was fucking me. And
then she came, and she suggested that I would suck Gary while her
boyfriend... you know."

    "Oh, yeah, I can imagine. And you did?"

    "Yeah."

    "How did you feel?"

    "Really great!"

    "Could you taste her juices? On Gary's cock?"

    "Yeah. But I didn't mind. I was already so close... You know!"

    "I do."

    "And it didn't last long, because we all came soon. I can't believe I'm
telling you this!"

    "It's really hot. It just happened once?"

    "Only once."

    "Pity."

    "Uh, we used to meet – the four of us – all the time. You know,
to fuck."

    "I know."

    "But she broke up with him. And now... Now she's alone, so..."

    "You don't do threesomes."

    "No. But sometimes, when she really needs it bad, she borrows
Gary. Once I watched them. It was amazing."

    "It seems amazing. How did they do it? Was she under him?"

    "On top. Reverse cowgirl."

    "Looking at you?"

    "Yeah!"

    "Oh, my. Just to imagine Isis riding Gary..."

    "Yeah... I mean, no! I'm... not talking about Isis!"

    "Come on, Nancy! You can tell me. I don't mind if you licked Isis'
juices out of your boyfriend's cock."

    "No! It's not Isis!"

    Great facial expressions!

    "I know it is!"

    "How?"

    "It has to be!"

    "Okay, but you can't tell anyone!"

    Julie couldn't contain her smile:

    "Isis, right?"

    "Yeah, but nobody can know about it!"

    "Don't worry. My lips are sealed. So, how did it started?"

    "Uh?"

    "How did you four started to fuck together?"

    "I can't tell you."

    "Oh, come on."

    "No, seriously. I can't."

    "I thought we were friends."

    "It... just happened. No big deal."

    Julie knew there was a story. So she lit another cigarette and said:

    "Okay."

    And, six seconds later:

    "You know, she was totally showing off to you."

    "What?"

    "Isis. Riding Gary's cock, facing you. That was for you, you know that,
don't you?"

    "Are you sure?"

    "Oh, of course. Reverse cowgirl? Total porn position. It's not even
comfortable. She kept staring at you, didn't she?"

    "How do you know?"

    "Oh, I know how to behave in those situations. Did you touch yourself,
why you were watching them?"

    "A little. But I wasn't naked. I had my clothes on. They were naked."

    "Did you cum?"

    "A little bit."

    "Yeah. She watched you touching yourself while you watched them
fucking. Come on, Nance."

    "What?"

    "There's something going on between you two. And I know it. And you
know that I know it."

    "No."

    "Did you use to kiss each other when you were little?"

    "No!"

    "Just to practice?"

    "No. It never happened. I never kissed her! I swear."

    "I believe. But you fantasized about her, didn't you?"

    "A little."

    "You can tell me."

    "When we... You see, we... We trim our... Uh, we trim each other. You
know, down... I mean, the..."

    "I think I know. You trim each other's pussies."

    "Yeah. You know, just because it's easier. It's nothing... it's
just... You know, it is easier."

    "Of course it is. I know."

    "And I... Kind of... had thoughts."

    "When you were trimming her pubic hair, or when she was trimming you?"

    "Both. Uh... I kind of wondered if she thinks about it."

    "But you never acted on it?"

    "No! No. No way."

    "And she?"

    "Never!"

    "Oh, poor Nancy. You must feel frustrated."

    "Yeah. You know... I'll tell you something, but you can't tell anyone!
Ever!"

    "What?"

    "Once I... The four of us were together, and... I was in my... I can't
believe I'm telling you this! I never told this to anyone!"

    "Please tell me."

    "I was being... fucked... from behind. You know, doggie-style. And she
was just in front of me. Lying down. Uh... Her boyfriend was... kind of
standing, you know, he wasn't on top of her or anything, he was... I don't
know how to explain."

    "I think I can imagine. Go on."

    "And I... Sucked her tit. One of them. Uh, she was just in front of me,
and I pretended it was just a show for the guys."

    "And what happened?"

    "We all came. It was very quick. And we all came. The four of us. It
happened only once."

    "Only once?"

    "Yeah. I didn't have the nerve to do it again."

    "And did you talk about it?"

    "No. Never."

    "But you liked it, didn't you?"

    "Yeah."

    "Did she moan when you sucked her tit?"

    "Yes."

    "Did she arch her back, raising her breasts towards your mouth?"

    "Yes."

    Julie said nothing. Just looked at Nancy.

    And Nancy asked:

    "How do you know?"

    "Oh... you know."

    Nancy smiled:

    "Yeah, I guess."

    "So... Be honest. You invited me in the hope that I would seduce you,
right?"

    "I don't know!"

    "Come on!"

    "No! I don't... I mean... You seemed nice. And the bike, you know, you
borrowed the bike!"

    "What happened to that confident girl who had tried `everything'?"

    "Uh, I... Uh..."

    "You know, Nance, when you want something, you better reach for it, or
you'll never get it."

    "Yeah, I guess."

    "I mean it."

    "Yeah, uh..."

    "If you're expecting for me to seduce you... It ain't gonna
happen. You're the one who has to seduce me."

    Of course, Julie knew, they had been seducing each other.

    Nancy looked at Julie. She wasn't sure what to do.

    And Julie said:

    "I know you know how."

    Nancy smiled. And raised.

    Looking provocative, but still with a hint of hesitation, she asked:

    "Do you wanna see my tits?"

    "What do you think?"

    "I think you do. I think you are trying to imagine them. I think you
want to suck them."

    "Why? Are you trying to imagine mine?"

    "Yes."

    "As I've said, better reach for it."

    Nancy smiled, thinking for a second. Hell, why not?

    She had to admit: she wanted to try another girl. At least once.

    And she would never have a better chance. And Julie was stunning.

    She moved closer to Julie. Kneeled in front of Julie's body. She looked
into Julie's blue eyes.

    She put, lightly, her right hand on Julie's stomach. And moved up,
feeling Julie's soft skin.

    She felt the underside of Julie's firm breast. Her skin was even softer
there. She caressed it a little bit, still with eyes locked with Julie's.

    She could do it. She was allowed to do it.

    And she wanted to do it.

    So she used her thumb to lift Julie's top. Just on the left side.

    And her eyes moved down. She had to see it.

    It was beautiful! So big, so inviting. Julie's nipple was hard.

    She held that breast. And moved her mouth down.

    She sucked it, while her right hand caressed it.

    And Julie's left hand caressed Nancy's blond hair.

    "Oh, yeah, Nancy. You like it, don't you?"

    "Yes," Nancy managed to say. But Nancy didn't want to speak; not
anymore. She just wanted to suck on that huge, beautiful breast.

    "Lick my nipple."

    And Nancy did it. It was so hard.

    "Yeah, baby, suck my tits like you sucked Isis'. Feels good, doesn't
it?"

    It was wonderful! And, frankly, even better than it had been with Isis,
because this time Nancy wasn't so nervous. She knew that she was with a
partner who would welcome all her moves. Julie wouldn't reject her,
wouldn't think she was sick or anything.

    Julie simply moaned and said words of encouragement. Like:

    "Yeah, oh... Hm, girl, you suck me so well... Gary is a lucky guy. And
I'm such a lucky girl!"

    Oh, no. In Nancy's mind, she was the one who was lucky. To have the
chance to suck this breast. To have the chance to do this to such a
beautiful woman.

    They haven't even kissed. Funny. This was the second breast Nancy ever
sucked, but she had never kissed another girl.

    But she couldn't simply kiss Julie, could she?

    Well, why not? Reach for it!

    So she raised her head and kissed Julie.

    And Julie slid her tongue into Nancy's mouth.

    Wonderful.

    Nancy used her hand to caress Julie's wet breast.

    And Julie pulled her closer, kissing her so well.

    Oh, fuck, this was great. Nancy was so wet!

    Julie broke the kiss. And removed her top. Her breasts, both of them,
were free!

    And Nancy couldn't resist.

    She had to lick the right one.

    And so she did. While her hand caressed Julie's wet left tit, she
covered the right one with her saliva.

    "Oh, Nancy, yes... You like that, don't you? You like sucking tits. I
think you are bisexual!"

    Was she? Yes. Oh, yes, certainly.

    Fuck, who cares? It simply made sense to Nancy. She loved boys but,
yes, she liked girls too. I mean, a girl like Julie, so beautiful and
sexy. How could Nancy not be attracted to her?

    And Nancy kissed Julie again. Julie was such a great kisser.

    They kissed for some time, Nancy caressing Julie's breasts. (Julie
caressed Nancy's face.)

    And then Julie said:

    "Oh, Nancy, you're making me so wet."

    It was true. And, more, this girl-girl action was also making Nancy
incredibly wet.

    But, above all, Julie's sentence was an invitation for Nancy to check
it. And Nancy knew it.

    Hell, why not? Let's face it, Nancy was dying to have her first taste
of pussy. She had imagined it so many times, being so close to Isis'. On
that Sunday, she had the opportunity to try. To go all the way. And, if she
didn't care for it, no big deal. Julie would be going back home in less
than a week and nobody needed to know.

    Nancy said nothing. She simply moved her body down. Being new at this,
she didn't even kiss Julie's body while she did it.

    Soon she was there. Between Julie's legs. Facing Julie's crotch, still
covered.

    It was now.

    She used both her hands to remove what was left of Julie's
bikini. Julie raised her butt and legs, helping her.

    And Nancy saw that pussy.

    Julie.

    So beautiful.

    She ran her fingers over Julie's crotch. Over Julie's nicely trimmed
pubic hair. And a little down.

    She felt the heat. The wetness.

    She touched the soft entrance of Julie's pussy.

    But she didn't insert her finger. She just caressed it.

    And then she used both her hands to open it.

    And she licked it.

    Wonderful. Pure heaven.

    It was everything Nancy expected it to be, and more. It was delicious.

    But, most of all, she felt wonderful doing it. Licking pussy. Listening
to Julie's moans. That was fantastic.

    And of course Julie was moaning. Of course. She could tell that Julie
liked it.

    And Nancy was fulfilled. She was amazed by how quickly she accepted the
fact that she was licking a pussy. How quickly it became so natural to
her. You see, this wasn't a big deal. It was hot as hell, but not a big
deal. She wasn't nervous.

    She was happy to do it. And started wondering about threesomes. About
eating a pussy while Gary fucked her hard. Hm...

    She soon found Julie's clit, and the exploration stopped. She simply
got her tongue there, and let it stay there.

    She wanted to make Julie cum. And then she wanted Julie to make her
cum.

    "Yeah, Nancy, oh... Baby, yeah... Fuck! Go on, go on, don't stop,
sweetie, yeah, oh... Girl, I believe you never ate a pussy before, but I
can tell that you spent a lot of time thinking about it!"

    It was true. Nancy really liked sex, and she had always thought a lot
about it. And yes, all those times she had fantasized about Isis, she had
wondered what she would do. It wasn't just the act; she had fantasized
about the details.

    Including...

    She had seen it in porn movies. Julie was experienced. She wouldn't
freak out. So Nancy inserted her middle finger in Julie's pussy.

    It was so wet! And hot. And Julie said:

    "Oh, baby, yeah! Put another one, come on, come on..."

    Nancy added a second finger.

    "Oh, yes! Oh, good, fingerfuck me while you lick my clit. Come on, come
on, Nancy! You want to make me cum, don't you? You want me to cum in your
mouth, don't you?"

    Yes! Yes!

    Nancy looked up. Julie was caressing her own breasts. Such beautiful
breasts!

    Nancy ate Julie's pussy with even more gusto.

    And she was fascinated by how Julie's body reacted to every lick she
gave. Julie's body was rocking, thrusting to get more and more of
Nancy. Julie was definitely having fun.

    "Go on, baby, go on, eat me! Eat me good. Oh, yeah... Fuck me, Nancy!
Hm. Make me cum and then I'll make you cum! I want to taste your juices, I
want to finger your wet pussy... Are you wet? Uh, baby? Are you wet for
me?"

    Julie's blue eyes looked deep into Nancy's blues eyes. And Nancy
creamed. Such a hot look!

    Nancy ate it harder. Her tongue was really working on that clit, and
her fingers were flying down there. It felt so fucking good! Julie couldn't
take it anymore.

    "Oh, baby... Yeah... Fuck... Fuck me, Nancy, fuck, oh! Oh, yeah, eat
me, eat me! I'm gonna cum, baby, I'm gonna cum, you're just... Oh, just
about to... Oh, yeah, fuck, baby... Don't stop! Don't stop!"

    Nancy had no intention to stop. Ever. Now that she had started with
girl-girl sex, she intended to keep doing it for the rest of her life. She
didn't even think that Julie wouldn't stay around for all her life. She
didn't even think about Isis. All she knew was that she would do it for the
rest of her life. She would always find a partner.

    And her first partner in girl-girl sex was Julie Parker! She was so
lucky!

    And now she would make Julie Parker cum.

    She licked that hard clit. She fingered that wet cunt. And what
happened was just the inevitable consequence:

    "Oh, yeah! Oh, fuck, Nance, oh! Girl, girl, come on, baby... Yeah, oh,
don't... Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm... Oh, Nancy, this is so... Oh, I'm cumming!
Baby, I'm cumming!"

    And Nancy removed her fingers and then she slipped her tongue into
Julie's pussy, as far as she could. She had to taste the rich juices of
Julie's orgasm.

    She lapped the interior of that pussy. Until Julie was satisfied.

    Satisfied? Oh, no. Julie still had one task ahead.

    "Now it's your turn."

    Nancy couldn't wait. She had guys licking her pussy, of course, and it
was great. But she was sure it would be even better with Julie.

    She opened her legs. She waited for Julie.

    Julie checked the teenager's body. Nancy had a beautiful body. Just
beautiful. The question was: where to start? The nipples were hard. The
pussy was obviously wet.

    But Julie Parker hated to be obvious.

    So she started on Nancy's flat belly.

    She knew that the girl was too worked up for a slow job. So she really
attacked Nancy's stomach with all she got. Licking, biting and sucking on
that skin.

    Now, none of the guys had ever done THAT to Nancy!

    She had no idea it could feel so good! I mean, that was just her
fucking belly!

    But that's the beauty of being with an experienced lover, isn't it?
They surprise and amaze you.

    Of course, Julie was moving down. And she touched Nancy's pussy.

    Nancy reacted involuntarily. Her body arched.

    "Oh!"

    Julie said:

    "Baby... You'll never forget this."

    And she started licking Nancy's pussy.

    Yes! Oh, this was wonderful!

    Everything Nancy Trevor expected it to be. And better.

    She wasn't sure if her pussy had ever been stimulated like that. It was
almost like she was being licked for the first time.

    I mean, the boys tried, sure, but... they were almost clueless compared
to Julie Parker.

    Julie knew exactly where to put her tongue at any given time. Her moves
were all perfect.

    "Oh, Julie... What are you doing to me?"

    It was wonderful.

    Nancy couldn't wait to tell her mother about it. No, Irene was no
lesbian. Not even bi. But Nancy and her mother talked about
everything. Especially sex. Nancy always felt that she could trust her
mom. Last year, when she lost her virginity, and it was painful, she told
her mother, who reassured her that it would get better, and indeed it did.

    Later, Nancy even told her mother why she had decided to lose her
virginity.

    Ever since they were little, Nancy and Isis played together. But, when
they entered adolescence, they realized that they often had the house for
themselves. Either they met in Nancy's house, and there would be no one
else around or, more often, they met in Isis'. Isis' siblings could be
there, but her parents never were.

    The girls started to wonder. And one day, while they were alone in
Nancy's house, Isis called home. And her parents were not there.

    So, one day, when Nancy was in the Volkmans' home, they went back to
Nancy's and looked through the window.

    Sure enough, Irene was sucking Hank's big cock and Earl, Nancy's
father, was fucking Nora.

    The girls didn't stay for long. They couldn't risk to be seen. They ran
to the Volkmans' farm. Talked about it. How crazy it was!

    They were both dating. And, that week, they lost their
virginities. Isis lost it two days earlier.

    When Nancy finally told Irene about what they had seen, her mother
explained that she loved Earl, but she also liked sex with other men. And
she knew Earl loved her, but he also had desires for other women. The
Volkmans and the Trevors were swingers, and they were happy this way. It
wasn't cheating, since they all knew what was going on and they were all
part of it.

    Nancy had made her mother promise that she would never say anything to
Nora. But Nancy told everything to Isis.

    And the girls wondered. And decided to try. At first, it was kind of
weird, and the boys seemed more nervous than the girls, but soon it became
wonderful.

    In fact, Nancy was pretty sure that, that Sunday afternoon, her parents
had left for another orgy. She knew that they had other partners besides
the Volkmans.

    And, that Sunday, Nancy was having her first experience with lesbian
sex. And it was amazing.

    Nancy had asked Irene if she had tried it with another woman. The
answer was no, and Nancy believed it. But now Nancy couldn't wait to tell
her mother how great it felt.

    Julie's delicate tongue explored Nancy's pussy like it had never been
before. It had nothing to do with a cock fucking her, and it was much
better than any oral sex she had with guys. They had been only the
blueprint; Julie Parker was the whole building, and it was a masterpiece of
architecture. Nothing could feel better than her tongue. Right
there. Lapping her clit up and down.

    "Oh, Julie, Julie... Oh, yeah, fuck... You are amazing. I never... No
one has ever... Licked me this way. This good! Oh!"

    Julie knew it. She knew it by Nancy's moans, by Nancy's moves, by
Nancy's words. By Nancy's facial expressions. They showed pure crazy
pleasure.

    "Fuck, this is even better than I expected! You're beautiful, Julie, so
beautiful!"

    And then Julie did what Nancy had done to her. She inserted her middle
finger in Nancy's hot wet pussy. She gently caressed the upside of it,
while she still licked and sucked Nancy's pussy.

    "Oh, yeah, Julie, oh... Fuck, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! This is
wonderful, you're wonderful!"

    Julie concentrated on sucking that clit. And on her finger caressing
that pussy.

    And, from out of nowhere, Nancy confessed:

    "I have naked pictures of Isis!"

    What?

    Fuck, Julie couldn't stop. So she kept going, she didn't ask.

    But she focused on making that pretty seventeen-year-old girl cum. She
had to know.

    Nancy didn't know why she had said that. It was just that, fuck, Julie
ate her pussy so well that she didn't think. She lost control.

    And she was getting closer and closer.

    Julie inserted a second finger, and fingered harder. And she sucked
harder.

    Nancy couldn't take it:

    "Almost... Yeah, oh... I'm almost... Oh, fuck, yes, yes, yes... There!
Oh, yeah! Julie!"

    Yes. Nancy Trevor was cumming. In another girl's mouth. At last.

    It was amazing. Nancy was hooked!

    After her orgasm, Nancy couldn't stop talking. She was so excited.

    She told Julie everything. All about her parents and the Volkmans. How
she told everything to her mom. And Julie told her how she fucked her
parents (but didn't mention her siblings).

    And Nancy told her that Isis had taken naked pictures of herself and
sent to Nancy and to her (by then still) boyfriend. The prick couldn't
resist, of course he showed them to his buddies. Isis was humiliated and
ended the relationship.

    But Nancy still had the pics.

    And showed them to Julie.

    Isis was delicious.


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