Doris rubbed the oil into Pauline's shoulders and back and then began on her legs. Pauline giggled as Doris tickled her every so often.
"What's so funny?"
"You're tickling me, damn it." Pauline began laughing.
Doris joined in. "Sorry," she apologized. "I didn't know you were so sensitive."
Pauline propped herself up on her elbows.
"Ordinarily, I'm not. But today, every single part of me seems to want to be touched."
Doris nodded agreement. "I told you before, Pauline, I like sex. Right now my daughter, the lucky little bitch, is probably getting her twat ripped in half by that fence post your son carries around as a prick. She's too young to really appreciate it, but…"
Doris laughed. "While you were asleep on the way up here there was quite a bit of activity in the back seat. They kept quiet, but Alex finger-fucked her and Joan gave him some head."
"Head?" Pauline rolled on her side, forgetting her nakedness.
"Uh-huh. I couldn't see it, but I could hear it. She sucked him until he squirted his load right into her mouth."
"Oh!" Pauline blushed. She rubbed her hand over her belly, aware that her nipples were hard as rocks.
"Horny?"
Pauline nodded. "I… I just don't know what to do, Doris. I keep thinking about that huge cock, dreaming of it inside me, but then I remember it's attached to my son, and…"
Doris lay down on her back beside Pauline, her heavy breasts jutting into the air. She cupped them, her thumbs teasing the nipples hard. Embarrassed, Pauline looked away.
"Pauline," Doris said quietly, "I'll help you, if you'll help me."
"What do you want?" Pauline nervously glanced at her friend.
Doris licked her lips. "I… I'm going to masturbate. When I… just before I come, I want you take that beer bottle and shove it into me. Would you?"
Shocked by the suggestion, Pauline shook her head. "That's sick!" she exclaimed.
Doris sighed and nodded. "I know it is, but what else is there, besides the real thing?"
Pauline shook her head and sighed. "I'm damned if I know, Doris. But… a beer bottle? Yeech!"
"Then what the fuck would you, use, your fingers?" Doris spoke more sharply than she intended. "I'm sorry, Pauline," she apologized.
Pauline, her chest heaving, nodded. "Yes, I would. I'd… I'd use my fingers, if you'd use your fingers on me."
Now it was Doris' turn to be shocked. She sat up and looked at her friend.
"Do you mean it? Neither of us are lesbians. I mean, I'm certainly not. Are you?"
Pauline shook her head. "I made love with a friend of mine once. It scared us both so much we never talked about it again. But that was years ago. I was twelve or thriteen."
"Me, too," Doris admitted. "My sister Marie and I did it four or five times, but then she got a steady boy friend and that was the end of that."
"Well…" Pauline sat up and faced Doris, looking at her heavy breasts and the thick nipples on the ends. "I… I'm not sure what to do. Are you?"
Doris shook her head. "No," she whispered. She reached out and gently stroked Pauline's cheek with her hand.
Pauline grabbed Doris' hand and kissed it, licking the palm with a frenzy. She slid it down to her breasts and pushed Doris' hand against them.
"Touch me, Doris. Touch me all over!" She lay back and Doris knelt beside her, gently caressing her breasts.
Doris felt crazy. This was the last thing in the world she ever expected to do, but at the same time it was wonderful to touch another woman, knowing exactly what sort of pressure to use. Her fingers teased Pauline's small nipples rigid, and then Doris bent and began kissing first one and then the other, her mouth warm on the hard spikes.
"Ohhh, yess…" Pauline writhed back and forth. She wrapped her arms around Doris and pulled her down against her.
"Bite me a little bit, Doris. Make it hurt," she begged.
Doris felt her stomach begin to flutter. Pauline's voice was low and hoarse with her lust, and it affected Doris. She did as Pauline asked, gently biting the tender nipples. Each time she did so Pauline cried out slightly, and her hips, lifted spasmodically.
"Touch me." Pauline grabbed Doris by the arms and pushed them toward her hips. "Play with me, Doris!"
Doris slid her fingers down the flat warmth of Pauline's belly until her fingers touched the first tightly curled strands of hair. She hesitated, but Pauline's moans made it obvious that she meant it.
Doris swallowed nervously. She wanted to touch her friend, but at the same time she felt it was wrong.
"Please… Ohhh, please!!" Pauline was nearly crying from frustration.
Doris moved her hand and Pauline choked back a scream of pleasure as her friend's fingers touched her clit. She opened her legs farther and lifted her hips, demanding more.
Doris felt the warm wetness of Pauline's cunt around her fingers and it started a fire in her own belly. Suddenly she no longer felt inhibited. Whatever she and Pauline wanted to do was all right. Almost eagerly she stroked the hot flesh, listening to Pauline's cries of pleasure.
Pauline's body jerked and shook as she rose higher and higher toward her climax. She gradually pulled her legs up until Doris was able to see everything.
"Ohhh, don't stop! Don't stop honey. Oh, Doris, you're wonderful… Ohhhh, yesss!! Touch me…ohhh, yes, that's IT!!" Pauline screamed as Doris slid two fingers into the mouth of her cunt.
Doris, kneeling between Pauline's legs, suddenly bent her head and her tongue licked over Pauline's clit.
"Gaaaaahhh!! Ohhhhh… Don't stop, Doris! Please, don't stop!! I… I'm gonna… ohhhh… I…" Pauline's voice rose to a shriek as Doris jammed four fingers deep inside her hot, drooling cunt, her fingernails raking the sensitive walls of flesh.
Pauline's legs clamped around Doris' head as she writhed back and forth. She grabbed her own small tits and squeezed them savagely, screaming with pleasure at the pain she was causing herself.
"Oh… more! Do more… Fuck meeee…"
Doris grabbed the beer bottle and wedged the thick base of it into the writhing cunt in front of her. Pauline's body stiffened and then she began moaning deep in her throat.
"AI… ex… AI… ex…ohhhh, Alex, meeeeee!!!"
Pauline, her eyes glazed with her lust, screamed with each thrust of the bottle into her pussy. Her body jerked violently, and Doris could see her stomach muscles working furiously as each new climax twisted its way through her.
Doris moaned as Pauline continued her frenzied writhing. She pulled open her shorts and buried her fingers in her own hot pussy, feeling her cunt lips spread apart under her touch.
"Ahhh…" Pauline gave a long shuddering sigh. Her body slowly lost its tenseness and she relaxed, her thighs falling open to expose her wet pussy, the bottle jammed deep inside it.
Doris frantically slid her shorts off and gripped the bottle, trying to pull it out of Pauline's cunt.
"Give it to me, I need it!" she cried desperately. Pauline gasped as the bottle was dragged out of her, leaving her feeling horribly empty.
"Ohhh nice…" Doris straddled the cum-slick bottle and lowered herself onto it.
"Nice… ohhhh, sooooo big ohhhh…ahhhhh!" Doris kept pushing down until she had engulfed the bottle with her cunt. Her belly was forced outward by the massive pressure inside her. Every move made her whine and shudder. Her nipples jutted away from her breasts, demanding attention.
"Pauline… touch me… please. Play with my clit… touch me!"
Pauline rolled onto her side and reached out, stroking Doris between the legs. She touched the base of the beer bottle and Doris screamed.
"Ahhh!! Sooo nice and deep! OHHHH, touch me, Pauline. I'm gonna come any second!"
Pauline ran her fingers lightly over the sprouting bud of Doris' clit, listening to her friend's cries of pleasure. She bent her bead and her tongue gently touched the sensitive flesh.