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Janis 7
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This is the 7th in the Janis series.
Chapter 7
When the phone rang, Garolynn jumped from the bed. "Hello," she said. "Thank
you." "That was the wakeup call. Its 6:30." The three of them looked at
each other's naked bodies. All of a sudden, they all began kissing one
another. "Thank you for a very wonderful evening, ladies," Peter said to both
the women. "And thank you too," they both chimed in almost simultaneoulsly.
The girls both giggled and Peter began laughing. He reached up and stroked
Garolynn's tits, "Those are mighty fine mammaries," he joked. "Big or small,"
as he squeezed Janis's nipples, "I like them all." "Can we do this again?" he
asked. "Well, we've got tonight and tomorrow night," giggled Garolynn. "I'll
look for another movie," laughed Janis.
"Well, I better get out of here and get my clothes changed, shower and do all
that man stuff, before breakfast. Lets discuss this a little later. We have
to be careful for Janis because there are a lot of people here that know her
husband. You can probably approach her more easily than I can Garolynn, but I
have to be extra careful," said Peter. "Please do," said Janis. "I don't
want a divorce or any other problems." "OK, OK, you two. Janis and I can
become friends and no one will be the wiser. If any moves have to be made,
I'll make them and people will just think you and I are screwing around with
one another." laughed Garolynn. "OK, see you all at the meeting," Peter said
slipping on his shoes.
Peter slowly eased out the door, checking up and down the hallway as he left.
"Gosh, I had a good time last night," Garolynn admitted to Janis. "Me too,"
Janis replied. "I better get next door and take a shower." "Why don't you
take one with me," Garolynn offerred. "But, I won't have any clean clothes,"
said Janis. "Look, we have a connecting door," said Garolynn. "You just go
into your room, open your door and we can go between." "OK," said Janis. She
quickly slipped on her levis, without putting on her panties, pulled her
sweatshirt over her head and grabbed her key. She slipped through the door,
opened hers and made sure it was shut before she opened the door to Garolynn's
room. Garolynn was standing there, naked as a jay bird, as Janis opened the
door. Garolynn turned and walked into her bathroom as Janis began to remove
her clothes. When Janis got to the shower, Garolynn was already in. Janis
tenatively pulled back the shower curtain and slipped in. Garolynn offered
her the soap. Janis began to soap her body as she watched Garolynn rubbing
her breasts. Janis was a little jealous of Garolynn's breasts because hers
were so little. She reached out and began to soap Garolynn's breasts. As she
did, Garolynn brought her mouth down on Janis's. They had a long, slow kiss,
each other's tongues darting in and out of the other's mouth. The shower
water rinsed the soap from Garolynn's breasts as Janis brought her mouth down
to Garolynn's nipples. The nipples hardened immeadiately as Janis adroitly
massaged them with her mouth and tongue. Janis found her hand moving to
Garolynn's crotch where it found the pink bud of Garolynn's clit. Garolynn
moaned as Janis began rubbing the swollen patch of flesh. Janis raised her
head and kissed Garolynn on the mouth again, their tongues intertwining.
She continued to run G 's clit as she slowly worked herself down on her knees
and began to suck and run her tongue across the sensitive love bud that G
supported in that slit. G was moaning and J began to taste the love juices
dripping from the cunt she was licking. Although she had licked G before,
this was the first time that she had done it alone with G and she had not
been all hot and bothered before she started. She found this a little
disconcerting since she had never considered herself as a "bi" prior to this
episode. Now that she was with G , she wondered if she really was what people
considered "bi." She sucked on G 's clit and began to finger fuck the cunt
that she was licking. G had raised her leg and set her foot on the tub rim
so J could have better access to her pussy. J 's tongue proved to be as
skilled as her lips. She had G writhing within a few minutes and with her
stomach knotted up, hips thrusting she came. J continued to pump her fingers
in and out of G 's pussy as she came. J 's lips and tongue sucked and flicked
the sensitive clit until G was wringing wet with sweat. She came three times
in less than two minutes. She had never done that before but found herself
loving the attention that J was giving her. She took J 's head in her hands
and drew her face to her waiting lips. They kissed long and hard. Their
tongues ran around each other's mouth, G tasting the her own love juices from
J 's lips and mouth. J noted that G 's tits had become hard and were pushing
hard against her own. This caused a twinge of excitement to push her nipples
into the hard tits that were pressing against hers. "I don't know what is
going on her," J breathed into G 's ear, but this is almost as good as
getting fucked by some man with a hard cock." G grunted in agreement as her
hand found J 's clit. J practically jumped off the tub floor as a flame of
passion swept from her toes to her throat. She groaned loudly as she mashed
her lips to G 's. She felt G 's fingers invade her cunt and she exploded in a
climax as her juices ran down her leg. "Oh God," she moaned as she bucked
against G 's fingers moving in an out of her pussy. "I don't know if I will
ever be the same after this week." "Me either," said G as the two women
clung to each other regaining the strength to finish this shower.
They rinsed one another off and stepped from the tub, turning off the water.
They began to dry themselves. "Why have we been able to just turn ourselves
into practically nymphomaniacs during this week?" asked J . "I don't know,"
said G . "This is the most sex I have had in months. I know these breasts
attract men like flies, but I mostly just turn them away. Sometimes I like to
tease men with them - I wear some low cut outfit with no bra underneath and
watch men's eyes jump out of their heads. Men are so stupid sometimes." "I
know, I wish I had a set like that. People look at me and think I don't have
a tit one. It used to really bother me but I finally quit trying to grow
bigger and just accepted the fact. P is the first person I know of that
hasn't said a word about them. He just seems to accept me the way I am." J
replied. "Yeah, he never has really gawked at me either. I tried to get his
attention several times but he was always pleasant without really making me
feel like he wanted to squeeze my tits. Matter of fact, since we have been
making love this week, I'm not sure that he has paid them any attention.
That's kind of unique. Most of the men I have made love with - and that's not
many by the way - have tried to squeeze the damn things off my chest. P 's
pretty unusual." G smiled. "Yeah, I know," J said with a far away look in
her eyes. "He is the first man I have ever had an extramarital affair with.
He never pushed me. He just looked into my eyes one day in a meeting and I
knew he knew he could have me. We had casual touches and he flirted with me
over the phone until I practically ran over him trying to get him to make love
to me." "Well, I've tried to get his attention several times to no avail."
said G . "Had it not been for the other night at the restuarant, I probably
still would be trying. He's nice, I like him. And he is pretty intelligent
too. Whenever he says something, I find myself listening. He is a bit
critical at times and I think he should keep his mouth shut once in a while.
He does have good points most of the time but people have to be careful about
what they say in this outfit. Criticism is not high on the list of the things
that one should be doing. It sounds like there is more to your relationship
than just sex and friendship though?"
"Well, I don't know," said J as she put on her bra and began stepping into
her panties. "Maybe its just infatuation, but God, there is sure something
there. I just want to grab him and put him somewhere where no one else will
find him. When he makes love to me, I go completely beserk. He takes me over
heights that I have never been to before. When he gets me going, there is
nothing I wouldn't do. I bet if he got me all heated up, I would fuck every
man at this convention if he wanted me to. I just can't explain the way I
feel about him." "Well, I have to admit, he is one hell of a lover. He sure
doesn't have a big cock so we can't blame it on that. He just says and does
all the right things and just about breaks you in two with a climax. You,
God, I wish I could cum like you do. I mean I have some orgasms but what I
watch you do makes mine look like I never cum. Is P the only one that makes
you do that?" asked G . "So far, yes. But then my love life has not been one
of thousands of guys. Maybe five or six." "Me too, I think. My husband, a
boyfriend before that and two guys since I've been divorced. I have to be
kind of careful with my daughter and, since I leave her with my ex when I go
anywhere or stay overnight, he always knows what I'm up to. Not that he would
do anything. We're pretty good friends, we just can't live with one another."
said G .
"I have to go get dressed," said J . "Wait just a few minutes and meet me in
the hall and we'll go down to the meeting together. Want any breakfast?" "No
answered G . "See you in a few minutes.
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