"Thank you."
"Jeff says you're a fantastic fuck."
"My God!" Melissa cried, suddenly folding her arms over her chest. "Do you all discuss each other around here?"
Veronica smiled. "To a degree, I guess. Let's face it, we all have the same attitude. We all dig sex, so why hide it in a closet?"
Melissa thought for a moment, then dropped her arms. "You're right," she said. "Why hide it?"
"Atta girl. I plan to fuck myself right up to the altar!" Here Veronica paused and let her eyes travel lightly up Melissa's body until they met the blonde's. "With anybody I desire – man or woman."
The inference in Veronica's voice hit Melissa like a ton of bricks. Her first impulse was to run from the pool. But the longer she stayed and the more they talked and the more she drank in the soft beauty of Veronica's body, the more the idea appealed to her.
"You mean you've actually done it with other women?" Melissa asked.
Veronica slid from the chaise to her knees on the deck beside Melissa. Her tits were practically touching the blonde's. "Lots of times, honey, and it ain't half bad. Want to try it?"
"I – well, I don't know." Some strange reason made Melissa reach out and touch Veronica's shoulder. The skin was warm, soft. Her hand traveled down the brunette's back.
"God, honey, that really feels good," Veronica said, smiling warmly. "Move your hand on down to my ass – yesssssss, like that, just squeeze it a little and make it feel relaxed."
Melissa slid her hands down the white, curve of the woman's fleshy ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging the ripe, full moons under her bikini until a warm, tingling sensation began to race uncontrollably through her body.
"That's enough," Veronica said. "Now let me do it to you. There's nothing to be afraid of, honey. We're not lesbians!"
"I know, but – well, shit, Veronica," Melissa said, "right here by the pool?"
"Listen, honey," Veronica said, "I've been fucked right there in that pool at least a dozen times. But it was at night. You're right, it would probably be better up in your apartment."
On a wild impulse, Melissa leaned forward and kissed one of Veronica's luscious-looking nipples. "Let's go."
CHAPTER SIX
"What's the matter, honey?" Veronica asked, lying naked on the bed.
"I don't know," Melissa said, tugging her suit off and sitting beside Veronica. "I-I guess I'm a littie shaky."
"Oh, come on, honey, play with my tits a little! Get us both hot and it'll be just another form of sex!"
Melissa slid across the bed until they were lying thigh to thigh. She cupped a hand and fitted it over a solid tit. She could feel the tip rising into her palm, tense with pleasure. She moved her fingers tentatively, testing the shape of the soft globe, pressing it flat against Veronica's chest, then drawing it up in a lingering caress.
Veronica closed her eyes. Her lips opened and slow, long breaths began blowing in and out of her mouth. She rolled her head on the pillow.
It was a funny sensation to be feeling another woman's tits. Melissa knew she would never really get used to it. Lying here like this with a nude female at her side, she had an idea of what it felt like to be a man.
In a crazy way, she got a triple charge out of it. She enjoyed handling sex-flesh, even that of another woman's. She enjoyed pretending she was a man, enjoyed the exchange which somehow let her see into the mind of an excited male, and she enjoyed the simple pleasure of stimulation.
As she caressed Veronica's stiffening tit, she lifted her free hand and grasped one of her own tits. That way, she could feel a tit in her left hand, another one in her right hand, plus the sensation of a hand touching and exciting her own tender flesh. Three separate feelings that flowed together into one fantastic feeling.
When she had Veronica really trembling, Melissa swung her hair above Veronica's body, brushing the long blonde strands across the circles of the hard nipples. Then, fitting her hands carefully around one of the tight globes, she dropped her mouth to it.
Veronica stiffened and sucked in air. Her hands came searching. She found the pendulous shapes of her lover's breasts, caressing them with trembling fingers as Melissa's mouth danced against her sensitive flesh. The two women caught at each other eagerly, passionately, reveling in the sensation of touching and being touched.
And being kissed. Veronica pulled Melissa around until the blonde's lovely tits were hanging massively just above her face. Veronica's fingers guided them down as her wide-lipped mouth opened into a wet O.
"Ohhh, it's gonna be good, honey," Veronica cooed. "Real good! This is one kind of sex I'm not gonna give up after I'm married!"
Then the beautiful brunette rolled Melissa to her back and raised to her knees beside her. Her hands left Melissa's tits and worked their way down to her pussy.
"Yes! Oh, yessss!" Melissa groaned. Her eyes were closed now as the fire grew steadily inside her cunt. She felt Veronica's fingers playing in her thick pubic bush and the sensitive lips of her pussy. Her legs closed tightly around the pleasure-giving hand, and sighs of excitement escaped from her lips.
"Relaxing into it now, baby?" Veronica asked. "Yes – oh, you do know how to do it, Veronica!"
"Only a woman's cunt can give another woman complete relaxation," Veronica whispered, her voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to have another woman playing with your pussy? Is it exciting?"
Melissa could only whimper in answer, so hot had she become. All thoughts of cock were gone for the moment, along with everything else. Nothing else mattered but the way this woman's skillful fingers were sensually massaging her moist, erect clit and slipping between her tender lips and into her wet and eager cunt.
Melissa strained her body against Veronica's fingers, squeezing the muscles of her pussy around them as she had so often done around a man's prick. But suddenly Veronica withdrew her finger from the yearning hole.
"No!" Melissa cried. "Don't stop!"
"I'm not stopping, baby," the other woman said. "It's just that there's a better way for a woman to satisfy another woman than by fingering her pussy." She pulled Melissa to her, breathing hotly in her ear. "A woman can arouse and satisfy another woman best by using her mouth on her pussy. By eating her out! Melissa, do you want me to eat out your pussy?"
"Yes! God, yes, please!" Melissa gasped, crazy from the torrid desire inside her. It didn't matter that this was a sexual act that she might have considered perverted in the past. All that mattered was the itch in her cunt that demanded satisfaction, satisfaction that this woman's hot mouth could provide.
"Yes, eat me! Eat me out, Veronica! Eat me out until I come!"
Gently but firmly, Veronica pushed Melissa back so that her naked body lay completely on the bed, legs parted invitingly. Then she got on the bed, on top of Melissa's writhing body. The soft weight of their tits pressed together, their bellies meshed, their thighs intertwined.
Never had Melissa dreamed that the feel of another woman could be so good. She lay passive, enjoying the feel of Veronica's female flesh, so different from that of a man and yet still so very exciting.
Then Veronica was sliding down her body. The brunette kissed her belly, her tongue snaking through the curly pubic fur until it found the slit of tender flesh in the center. Melissa gasped and moved her body in a faster rhythm as her hot tongue traced along the damp lips that opened eagerly for it. Veronica's tongue found its way easily between the lips of her slit and laved the throbbing hardness of Melissa's clit.
Melissa felt the juices run hot and thick inside her pussy. She knew it wouldn't take too much time for the woman's mouth on her cunt to make her come.
"Veronica!" she cried suddenly, causing the brunette to look up with surprise from what she was doing.
"Don't be afraid, baby," she said soothingly. "It will feel very, very good."