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Ladies First #4
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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L a d i e s F i r s t, #4
23rd January 1991
Chapter IV
Boys and Toys
The girls made sure they were presentable, mostly for the others, and
gathered their things to leave. They were heading down the hall towards
the stairs when they heard the doorbell ring.
"Hang on a minute." Julie said. "That'll be her client. Mom prefers
it if they don't have any distractions."
The girls waited and heard some muted voices from below. The client
was female, naturally, since Mrs. Kearns was some sort of a fashion
consultant. They heard them enter one of the downstairs rooms and then the
girls left quietly.
Julie drove them to the scenic point which allowed an unobstructed
view of the bay area. They stayed for a while, then left, heading towards
Georgio's. Julie mentioned that Rikki would have a lot of guys around
her, not only for her beauty, but for her lovely accented voice.
"Guys around here really get into girls with foreign accents." She
said.
"Get into, eh?" Rikki laughed.
"Oh, yeah." Julie laughed at her unintentional pun. "They think it's
cool. When I came back I didn't notice I had picked up your accent but
they sure did!"
They arrived and found Georgio's crowded with people eager to meet
other people, or to have a good time. They found, with luck, a table just
as four people were leaving. It wasn't a dressy place, but many were
wearing fashionable clothes. Rikki told Julie it reminded her of a grouse
mating ground, where the males put on ostentatious displays for the
females. Julie laughed and said that she was probably closer to the truth
than she realized. They danced with several young men, but Julie was very
sensitive to Rikki's feelings and noticed she didn't seem to be too
interested in them.
"What's the matter?" Julie asked her friend in the ladies room later.
"I don't know." Rikki replied softly, glancing about. "None of these
lads seems to have... well I don't get any real feelings from them."
"Like you do with me?" Julie asked, touching Rikki's arm.
"Yes." Rikki replied, her eyes flashing at Julie.
"Well, let's stay a bit longer then. If we can't find anyone, we'll
try someplace else." Julie smiled, caressing Rikki's arm.
An hour later they left, climbing into Julie's car. Julie was
talking about going to another club, but Rikki said she was a little
tired. Julie pleaded her case, saying that Rikki would pick up once they
got to this little country-western place she knew about. Rikki seemed
interested, her mind filling with thoughts of rugged cowboy types. They
caught the freeway and drove south.
Julie pointed out some sights, visible even in the night. They had
the music up loud enough to need to shout a little. Things were picking
up, Rikki seemed to be getting her second wind. It was then that Julie's
Mazda bucked sharply several times, losing speed and power.
"Oh, shit! What happened?" Julie muttered, steering to the side of
the freeway. The car slowed rapidly, but Julie managed to stop neatly on
the side of the road and turn on her flashers.
Both girls got out of the car and opened the hood. A hot, acrid,
greasy smell greeted them, along with a cloud of steam. In the darkness
they couldn't see anything.
"Just great!" Julie said. "It would pick now to die on me."
"Could be worse." Rikki said.
"Oh? How?" Julie sarcastically.
"You could be all alone, for one." Rikki smiled. Julie smiled too.
"In the rain." Rikki added. Julie giggled. "In high heels." They began
laughing at the idea of how simply bothersome this was instead of a
disaster.
"What we need now is a phone or a chippy." Julie said.
"A what!?" Rikki asked.
"A chippy. C.H.P. officer." Julie explained. "A highway patrolman."
"Oh." Rikki replied. "To get a lorry?"
"They call them tow trucks over here." Julie laughed.
The girls waited. And waited. And waited. Cars flashed by for almost
an hour without stopping. The night was warm so they didn't worry about
it for almost another half hour.
"Damn! If we don't get help soon, I'll need a new battery too." Julie
said, watching the flashers blink on and off.
As if in answer to her words a bright white light flashed behind
them. Someone was stopping. They turned around, surprised to see only one
light. It moved closer, slowing quickly until it came close, then Rikki
recognized it first. "Motorcycle." She said calmly. It took two seconds
for Julie to register that. She saw the machine's lights tilt over as it
was parked.
"Roll up your window and lock your door." She said. "In case this is
some wierdo." Rikki did as she was told, then looked around towards
Julie's side of the car, looking for the rider. Julie too was looking on
her side. That's why both of them were startled when there was a rap on
Rikki's window.
Rikki rolled the window down about an inch.
"Hi! Trouble ladies?" He asked.
"Um, yeah. It just died on us. Could you call the highway patrol for
us?" Julie asked.
"Sure thing." He replied cheerfully. "Is the hood open? I'll see if
it's something that requires a tow." Julie indicated it was and he walked
to the front. In the darkness of the highway they saw his white helmet,
his light jacket and that he appeared to be nice looking for an older man.
A flashlight beam flickered under the hood for a few minutes then stopped.
He walked back to Rikki's side, shining the light on the edge of the door,
illuminating not only them, but his face as well.
"You snapped a pair of fan belts." He said. "One of them ripped the
fuel line. You're lucky you didn't have a fire."
"Can you fix it?" Julie asked, hoping.
"Not out here." He said. "But let me look in my bike. I might have
some fuel line that'll fit. But without a fan belt, you aren't going too
far."
He walked off and returned a few moments later, motioning Julie to
release the hood. He spent several minutes under the hood, then came
back. "You wouldn't happen to have a spare fan belt would you?" He asked.
"There's a bunch of stuff in the truck that my dad put there." She
said.
"If you've got one, I can fix it well enough to get you home, I
think." Then he smiled. "If you don't live too far away."
"About 30 miles or so." Julie said hesitantly.
"It'll be iffy." He smiled back. "Let's see what's in the trunk
then." Julie started to get out of the car. "HOLD IT!" he shouted. "NO!"
Julie closed the door quickly. "Sorry, but I didn't want the car coming to
hit you. Just pass me the keys and I'll take a look." Julie did, feeling
a bit nervous. While he looked in the trunk, she muttered.
"Damn stupid fool Julie." Julie muttered.
"What? Why?" Rikki asked.
"Giving him the keys." She shot back. "What if he doesn't give them
back? We're helpless."
"But we can't go anywhere anyway." Rikki said. Her words were
punctuated by the sound of the trunk closing. A moment later a gloved
hand slipped through the window, dangling the keys. Their samaritan held
up a black circle of something then walked to the front of the car. Twenty
minutes and a few loud curses later he came to the window again, this time
squatting down next to the door.
"Try it now." he said.
Julie cranked the engine, then tried again. The third time it
caught, sputtered, then stayed running. "Oh, great! Thank you!!" she
shouted.
"That fan belt isn't very good." he said. "And your air-conditioner
won't run, but you should be able to make it home."
"Thank you, kind sir." Rikki said politely. "You've saved our
evening."
The man smiled warmly, looking at Rikki. "English?" He asked. Rikki
nodded. "I thought so." he added. "You have such a lovely voice." Inside
the car Rikki blushed at the compliment, hidden from his eyes by shadows
and darkness. "Oh, there's a gas station two exits down. You should
probably try them to fix those belts. They do good work."
"Thank you again." Julie said warmly, sensing he was indeed a good
samaritan. "I just hope it's not too expensive."
"Well, he's reasonable, but not cheap." The man smiled. "I'll stop in
with you. It's on my way home."
At the gas station a young mechanic stayed and extra half hour to fix
the car, trying to work and get a better look at the two girls. In the
light of the gas station, the motorcyclist was much less threatening. He
was an older man, in his mid thirties, polite, witty, and concerned about
them. Without his helmet his hair was salt and 2pepper brown which set
off his penetrating hazel eyes. He wore a neatly trimmed moustache and
smiled readily. Julie found herself liking him, yet still feeling a bit
left out since he was talking almost exclusively to Rikki, about her
native country.
"You know of the Black Swan Inn?" Rikki almost shouted. He nodded.
"Sure. On...umm...Dunsmuir isn't it?" he said. "I used to play darts
in there when I worked near London. The owners are grand people."
Rikki laughed. "I know. They're my Aunt and Uncle! I used to live
with them in the summers!"
"Really now? What a coincidence! Mac and Libby are relatives of
yours?" He smiled. Rikki nodded, even Julie felt lighthearted.
"Yes. They're my legal guardians." Rikki laughed. "Oh, wait until I
tell them about this."
"It's a pity I was only there for four months. I knew I should've
extended my contract over there." He smiled.
The mechanic came over, shaking his head. "Not a pretty sight. You
really need a water pump. The bearings are shot and that's what fried the
first belt."
"Are you sure." Their new friend asked.
"Yep. Sure as shit."
"Show me."
"Now look Dan, I'm not tryin' to screw 'em out of a few bucks. They
really need a water pump." the mechanic said.
"Show me anyway." Dan replied.
He came back a few minutes later. "Tsk. I'm afraid he's right ladies.
That old belt I put on is already frayed. The bearings are shot."
"Oh damn it! How much will it cost?" Julie asked.
"Don't matter much." The young mechanic said. "I can't get one until
the auto parts store opens in the morning. It'd be about fifty bucks
including parts."
Julie looked glum. So did Rikki.
"Look...ladies, I can offer you a place to stay for the night, or a
place to wait for someone to pick you up. It's the least I can do for Mac
and Libby's niece."
"I don't know..." Julie said
"I promise you," Dan smiled. "No funny stuff. I've got a very
comfortable guest room, or you can have someone pick you up. No problem."
Julie and Rikki looked at each other for a long moment. Rikki winked
and nodded. "Alright then." Rikki replied. "It's much better than sitting
around here."
They mulled over the problem of how to get three people to his place
on a motorcycle. Dan solved it by riding Rikki there first, returning in
less than ten minutes to pick up Julie.
"I'm sorta scared to death on these things." Julie admitted as she
climbed on.
"Nothing to it. Lean back against the trunk, squeeze your legs
together and relax. Let me do all the work." Dan replied.
It was a short trip to his place, but there were several turns and
some curved back streets. Julie was disoriented as he pulled into a
driveway with a jolt, stopping smoothly in the garage.
"Thanks. Nice ride." She said, feeling nervous about riding at all.
Then she noticed the car they'd parked next to. "Oooh, nice car." She
said. "Why didn't you get this to drive us down?"
"Doesn't run right now." Dan smiled. "I'm having the heads cleaned.
And it's a 1964 Shellby Cobra GT. Only a fifty grand sports car."
"THAT's a Cobra?" Julie asked. "I've heard of those. Supposed to be
really fast."
"Yeah." Dan chuckled. "Zero to a hundred in about 9.4 seconds. At
least this one."
Dan opened the door to the house, letting the electric garage door
down behind them. "Welcome, c'mon in and make yourself at home."
Inside Julie was surprised to see Rikki talking to another girl,
about their age. The girl was beautiful. Tall, about five six, slender,
with long legs and dark brown hair that reached her waist. Most of all,
her green eyes under dark eyebrows were penetrating, spellbinding. She
smiled, her mouth a trifle too wide for her face, but very sexy none the
less.
"Rachel, this is Julie. Julie, meet Rachel." Dan said. The two girls
nodded and said hello. "Can we find something to snack on hon? I don't
know about Rikki and Julie, but I'm starved. Have you eaten?"
Rachel smiled. "Yes, I ate at six, when I told you to be home for
dinner. But I think I might be persuaded to whip up some miracle."
Rachel's tone was admonishing, yet humorous. She came over and kissed Dan
lightly on the lips, then she went into the kitchen.
"By the way." Rachel said from the kitchen. "While you were gone,
Rikki told me that her given name is also Rachel. Now you've got two of us
to deal with."
"Maybe, but I get the impression that Rikki's not a little snot half
the time." Dan joked.
"Ooooh! I'm gonna get you for that one!" Rachel's voice came from the
kitchen. "I'll hide your Geritol!"
Dan laughed. "Don't mind this. We jab each other like this all the
time. Keeps us on our toes."
Julie grinned, for she was having a hard time not laughing out loud.
Rikki did laugh out loud. Dan smiled and waved them to sit down in the
living room. His house was warm and cozy, but a mixture of styles. It was
obvious that a man owned the house, but Rachel's touch was evident too.
As Rikki sat down she noticed a photo on the mantle over the fireplace.
She stood again, examining the picture. "Is this you?" She asked.
"In my younger days." Dan said. "When I was invincible."
"And empty headed." Rachel added, walking into the room with a plate
full of cheese, vegatables, crackers and a dip.
Rikki showed the photo to Julie. Julie's eyes widened. The image
showed a shirtless, younger Dan, muscular and tan, standing someplace
tropical. He was well built, but more amazing was that he was supporting a
full grown tigeress, her huge paws on his shoulders. He appeared to be
scratching the side of her face. "Wow! Where was this?"
"India." Dan grinned. "About," he looked at Rachel, "19 years ago."
"Tame tiger?" Rikki asked.
"No!" Rachel shot back. "Absolutely wild. He really was an idiot when
he was younger."
"Now hon, it really wasn't that bad. And besides, it was a tigress."
"Oh, like you can charm ANYTHING female, I suppose." Rachel sniffed.
Dan ignored her barbed comment and told how he'd been working in
India and stayed in a village one weekend. He'd simply been walking down a
dirt road when she appeared in front of him and his three friends.
"One guy was a village elder and he said not to run, just stand our
ground." Dan said. "I did and as she approached I could see that she
wasn't at all afraid of us. She came up within about six feet of me and
the only think I could think of was to purr like a kitten. She sniffed
me, and let me tell you, her head was this big," Dan held his hands about
two feet apart, "and really close to my crotch. Not what I call the most
relaxing place for her to sniff. Anyway, she raised her tail straight up
which most cats do as a friendly gesture, so I reached out and scratched
the side of her face."
"You're damn lucky people aren't calling you 'Lefty'." Rachel added.
"Well, you see what the result was. Sitmar Singh snapped that photo
about five minutes later after she'd been rubbing against me and purring
like I was one of cubs. Fantastic experience."
"Fantasically lucky." If you ask me, Rachel said, munching a carrot.
"I didn't ask you, so pipe down while I regale our guests with the
wonders of my incredible life." Dan mocked.
"Is that really true?" Julie asked, looking at the picture again.
"Naw, but look in that album on the end table." Dan gestured.
The girls opened it, seeing dozens of shots of Dan walking through
the village with the tigress at his heels. Shots of him sitting with her,
leaning on her, even one of him bathing in a stream with her looking like
she didn't want to get her feet wet. That last shot showed Dan ALMOST
waist deep in the water, his bare behind half visible.
"Now girls." Rachel laughed. "No gawking at his nudie picture!"
"Oh!" Rikki laughed. "It's actually sort of cute."
Dan rolled his eyes, knowing what was about to come from Rachel.
"Cute huh?" Rachel said. "Yeah, that's what I said...the first time I saw
it. Isn't that right Dan?"
"I don't know why I put up with you sometimes." Dan said. "All I get
is insults and grief."
The happy, sometimes barbed, chatter continued for a while, then Dan
announced that the girls were welcome to make themselves at home for the
evening. "Rachel can show you where everything is, and I'm sure you'll
spend hours talking. I'm taking my weary body to bed."
"Where DID you go today anyhow?" Rachel asked.
"Oregon."
"OREGON!" Rachel stood, hands on hips, looking exasperated. "You rode
all the way up to Oregon and back since seven this morning!!?"
Dan nodded. "Yep. Got some good pictures too."
"Well, next time be kind enough to leave me a note where you're
going." Rachel said firmly. Then in a move that didn't seem to fit her
character she knelt next to Dan's chair, holding his hand. "I really worry
about you, you know."
"Yeah, I know. You're right. I'm sorry baby." Dan apologized. Rachel
popped up and gave him a quick kiss.
"Okay. Just remember that next time." Rachel said. "C'mon girls, I'll
show you where the guest room is.
They trotted upstairs and Dan turned in, leaving the girls to talk
about things that girls always talk about late at night. With her hostess
part played out, Rachel stayed in the guest room talking with Rikki and
Julie.
"Thanks for putting us up." Julie said. Rikki echoed the sentiment.
"No problem." Rachel smiled. "Besides, it's nice to have someone near
my own age to talk to for a change."
They talked, finding that Rachel was working for a law firm as a
secretary and Dan's friends were mostly his age and up. With her long
drive to work she didn't have much of a social life and missed her friends
in Los Angeles.
Julie and Rikki explained how they shared a room in a boarding
school, and that Rikki was visiting for the summer. They talked for a
while longer, laughing with each other. Rachel bent down from her sitting
position to pull her sandal back on, letting her top slide off her
shoulder.
"Is that a...birthmark?" Julie asked, almost afraid to say it.
Rachel glanced down out of reflex. "This?" She said, showing off her
birthmark. It was really a large heart-shaped freckle, about 1/2 inch in
size. Rikki looked at it too, gasping.
"I've one just like that!" Rikki gasped. "But it's in a rather
delicate place."
Rachel smiled. "Do you have a diamond shaped one too?"
Rikki began to shake her head. "Yes, she does. On her back just above
her...bottom."
Rikki looked at Julie. "You never told me..." but Julie cut her off.
"Where's yours?" Julie asked.
"Well," Rachel said, "Actually, it's in a delicate place too."
The two brunettes looked at each other for a long moment, as if
deciding. Rikki giggled first, followed quickly by Rachel. Rikki stood,
pulling her blouse out and lifting it to show Rachel her diamond shaped
birthmark.
"Damn! It looks identical to mine." Rachel said.
"Is yours in a place where you need a mirror to see it?" Rikki asked.
When Rachel nodded, Rikki spread her legs touching alongside her pussy
through her pants. "Right about here?"
Rachel's eyes flashed. "Uh-huh." she said softly.
There was a dead silence in the room for several long moments. The
two brunettes locked eyes, hearts pounding. Rachel stood, unzipping her
jeans and sliding them down her long, lean legs. Julie felt herself
getting aroused at the sight of Rachel's long tan legs. Rikki was hardly
breathing as her hand fumbled with the buttons on her pants.
Rachel stepped out of her pastel pink panties, revealing her neatly
trimmed dark bush. She tanned well, judging by the white lines of her
skimpy suit. Julie felt herself getting warm, excited. She looked at
Rikki who was trying to unbutton her pants and fumbling. Both Rachel and
Julie moved to Rikki at the same time. Their eyes met, flashed, and they
knew what they'd suspected, or at least wondered. Rikki's pants finally
came down, along with her panties. Rikki's thick bush obscured her
birthmark, the one Julie knew so well. Rikki sat down, spreading her legs
slightly, parting her hair to show Rachel. Revealed was a small birth-
mark, heart shaped, right next to Rikki's labia.
"Let me see yours again." Julie said.
Rather than pulling her top aside, Rachel tossed it on the floor,
revealing her sheer bra and her dark nipples. Julie looked from on to the
other. "Here, move your shoulder closer, I can't tell." Julie said,
guiding Rachel into position. Rachel found herself kneeling between
Rikki's legs, her shoulder lightly touching the girl's warm, steamy pussy,
her own breasts pressed against the inside of Rikki's thigh. Julie
compared them.
"If they're not identical, they're very, very close." Julie muttered.
"Same size?" Rachel asked, holding onto Rikki's leg, feeling her warm
skin against her bra-clad breasts.
"Yep. Or really too close to tell." Julie said.
Rachel leaned back and looked at Rikki's pussy again, this time using
her fingers to part the hairs herself. Rikki jumped slightly at her
touch, rocking her pelvis upwards slightly. Julie put her hand just above
Rikki's mons. "Be still." Julie said quietly.
The sight of Rikki's hips moving and the wetness showing around her
entrance wasn't lost on Rachel. Her own pussy was quickly getting wet
too. Rachel stood, then sat next to Rikki, spreading her legs for them to
check her diamond shaped birthmark. Julie knelt and smiled broadly.
Rachel's bush was trimmed neatly, but her pussy was shaved bare, her
birthmark showing easily. Rikki looked too, noting Rachel's shaved pussy.
"Take your top off." Julie told Rikki. Rikki did, then tossed her
bra on top of her blouse. Rikki was naked now, lithe and sensual looking.
She saw Rachel looking at her longingly. Julie told Rachel to slide up on
the bed, then had Rikki lay between Rachel's legs, positioning her so that
her diamond shaped birthmark was as close as possible to Rachel's. This
left Rikki on her side, the side of her lower abdomen almost pressing into
Rachel's pussy. Rachel was on her back, propped up on her elbows, legs
flung wide open. All three were breathing faster now, feeling the
excitement building within all three bodies.
"This is pretty bizarre." Julie said. "These are almost identical
too. But I think Rikki's is a little longer.
"Measure them then." Rikki said. Julie used her fingernail and
measured the length of Rikki's birthmark, then reached between Rachel's
legs, comparing. Rachel's hips jerked as Julie touched her there, then
began a very slow rocking.
"Yes, Rikki's is longer, but just barely." Julie announced. When she
looked up she saw Rachel's hand reach up and caress one of Rikki's arms.
Rikki looked at Rachel, at the long hair that flowed off the edge of the
bed, the yearning in her seductive green eyes. Rikki turned, facing
Rachel, pressing her belly against Rachel's mons. Julie caressed the long
tan legs that encircled Rikki, sliding her hands all the way up to squeeze
Rachel's ass. Rikki and Rachel came together, kissing, exploring each
other with their hands. Both girls moaned softly, unaware that Julie was
now undressing to join them.
Rikki felt passion rising quickly within her, responding to the legs
wrapped around her waist. Rachel's hands had found her full, firm breasts
and were kneading each one so nicely. Their tongues danced in each
other's mouth, creating a truly intimate bond. Both rocked their hips,
trying for more contact.
Julie climbed up next to them, watching intently. They parted and
Rachel looked at Julie's naked form. Her fair skin, large nipples and
pert breasts were erotic next to the two darker women. Julie leaned down
and kissed Rachel, this time with Rikki watching. Julie felt Rachel's
soft, round breast, just as Rachel began gently twisting Julie's nipple.
While Julie kissed Rachel, Rikki sucked on a nipple, watching her friend's
hand tease the other one.
It wasn't long before Julie sat up and straddled Rachel's face,
lowering her blonde pussy onto her lips. Rikki slid down, kissing her way
down Rachel's body until she came to her mons. Rachel was rocking her
hips up and down, her slit glistening with her wetness. Rikki licked the
length of Rachel's pussy, tasting her sweet cream. Rikki dove in, licking
and sucking Rachel's pussy, pulling her labia, sucking them into her
mouth.
Julie watched her friend eating Rachel's pussy, feeling Rachel's
excitement in the way she licked and sucked her pussy. Rachel wasn't a
novice certainly, not the way she used her tongue. Julie reached down and
pulled on Rachel's nipples hard, rolling them between her fingers. That
brought a deep moan from Rachel.
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