“Who says we can’t anyway?” I replied, only half-joking. I’m not going to lie, at this point I was so drunk and so horny that I starting to get on board with this whole idea of leaving men out of the loop. And with such a pretty little thing sitting on the couch next to me, how could you blame me?
“What a minute, what are you saying?” Penny asked. She was trying to sound all innocent but I knew her too well to believe that schtick. She knew exactly what I was talking about.
“Cocks are the easiest thing in the world to replace,” I said. “I’ve got three of them in my room right now, all different sizes. And don’t tell me you don’t have at least a couple yourself. I’ve heard you making noises in your room when I know you’re alone.”
“What kind of noises are you talking about?” Penny said, pretending to be offended.
“Don’t give me that shit,” I said. “You know what I’m talking about.”
“Are you saying that you listen to me when I’m playing with myself?”
“Not listening, per se, but I can’t help but hear you. Not with all that moaning and groaning you do when you’re in there alone.”
“Does all that moaning and groaning turn you on?” Penny said. She was still smiling but her tone a bit more serious now.
“Of course it does,” I replied. “How could it not?”
She looked at me. I looked at her. And just like that, it happened. We both leaned forward at the same time and kissed.
Penny took the lead, hopping up on top of me and straddling me while we made out.
It was amazing, kissing another girl, not only because it was taboo but because she was a great kisser, much better than any guy I’d ever been with. Her lips were soft and supple, her tongue active but not crazy. She knew just how much pressure to use, not too much but not too little. I could only imagine how good she’d be with her tongue in other areas. Hopefully I’d find out pretty soon. But first there was some other business to take care of.
I put my hands on her stomach and moved them up under her shirt and grabbed her breasts.
She leaned back and slipped off her shirt, revealing her boobs in all their glory. Fat and juicy and hanging low with huge aureoles. They were amazing.
“You like my tits?” she said, bouncing up and down slightly, making them jiggle and shake.
“I fucking love them,” I said.
Penny smiled and pressed them together with her arms. “Yeah, they are pretty nice, aren’t they?”
“They’re more than nice,” I said. “They’re beautiful. Just like you.”
“Ahh, aren’t you sweet,” she said. “Deep down, despite your hard exterior, you’re just a little softy, aren’t you?”
“Sshhh,” I said, bringing my finger to my mouth in the universal sign for silence. “Don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation to uphold.”
“Don’t worry Kendra,” Penny said. “Your secret is safe with me. I won’t tell a soul.” Her voice lowered to a conspiratorial whisper. “Provided you do something for me, of course.”
“Anything you want,” I said.
“I was hoping you’d say that,” Penny said. Then she leaned forward and thrust her tits into my face. “Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”
So I started to play with one of them, fondling and licking it, slowly moving my tongue over her nipple a few times before clamping on it and sucking it until it got hard.
I glanced up to see Penny’s head thrown back, her face towards the ceiling and her eyes closed. Soft sounds of pleasure escaped from her throat.
I figured I was doing something right so I switched over the her other nipple and gave it the same treatment.
While I worked on her other breast Penny ran her hand down my stomach and slipped her hand under my pajama bottoms and started rubbing her fingers over my panties. I was already turned on but this took things to another level.
I started working her nipple more aggressively in response to my growing excitement and she replied by rubbing my pussy with more intensity. We continued like this for a little while, each one upping the ante and the other responding, until we’d both taken things pretty much as far as they could go.
My panties were completely soaked through by now, making it feel like her fingers were rubbing my pussy directly, but I needed something more. I couldn’t take the teasing anymore. I needed something inside me. So I climbed out from under Penny and quickly slipped out of my pajamas and panties. Falling back onto the couch I spread my legs and started playing with myself, my eyes locked directly on hers as my fingers slipped in and out of my pussy.
Penny slipped out of her bottoms shortly after I did, watching me the entire time.
I was expecting her to start playing with herself too but what I got was even better. She dropped down to the floor, crawled over until she was between my legs, and started licking my pussy.
I let out a low moan of pleasure and shifted my fingers so they were rubbing my clit while Penny ate me out, her tongue working expertly in and around my pussy, hitting all the right notes as only someone with a pussy of their own can.
And then I let out an even louder moan as she got her fingers involved, touching and rubbing and sliding in and out of my pussy while she continued working it with her tongue.
I’m not sure how long we went at it like that but soon enough I was cumming like I’d never cum before, my body shaking and shimmying as a scream escaped my throat as the orgasm wracked my body.
“Holy fuck,” I said once I’d recovered.
“A good one, huh?” Penny said, smiling, my juices covering her face, making it gleam under the light.
“Only the best one ever,” I said.
“No lie?”
“I swear.”
Penny put on her pouty face. “I want a turn.”
“Be my guest,” I said, relinquishing my spot on the couch.
Clapping her hands, she bounced up onto the couch, spread her legs wide and beckoned me over. Smiling, I obliged, dropping my face onto her pussy and going to town while she played with her clit.
A short time later I brought her to orgasm, her legs clamping down on my head while her body spasmed, her juices squirting out of her pussy and drenching my smiling face.
“Holy shit you were right,” she said, panting to catch her breath. “I can’t remember ever cumming so hard.”
“I told you,” I said.
“And to think, all these years we’ve been screwing around with boys…”
“Yeah, what a shame, huh?”
“Indeed,” she replied.
I stood up and fell onto the couch next to her. I dropped my head onto her shoulder then turned my face up towards hers.
“It’s pretty sad to think about all the time we wasted on those boys,” I said.
“Ain’t that the truth,” Penny replied. “Who knew that we didn’t actually need them at all?”
“Maybe those that did know kept it to themselves,” I said. “They didn’t want the secret getting out.”
“Yeah,” Penny said. “They didn’t want any competition.”
“That’s what I’m thinking.”
We fell silent for a moment. Then Penny starting laughing under her breath.
“What’s so funny?”
“I just think it’s hilarious,” she said.
“What is?”
“The fact that we really don’t need them at all,” Penny said. “They really are only good for their cocks, and like you pointed out earlier, those are easily replaceable.”
“They certainly are,” I said.
But Penny wasn’t done. “I mean, think about it: They don’t know how to kiss. They don’t know where to touch you. And they sure as hell don’t know how to eat pussy. They simply don’t know how to please a woman.”
“Where women, on the other hand, know exactly how and where to touch each other, because we touch ourselves all the time,” I said, picking up where she’d left off.