Alana's Playtime

But, remembering the beautiful young blonde's happiness when she'd said she'd be back, Cindy sighed and ordered herself to go across Barcelona Way to the Newhart's restaurant. Cindy gave a half-hearted wave to Lotus, an Asian-American dancer. Cindy shrugged when Lotus pointedly looked away, not returning Cindy's parting wave.

Cindy was sure that 'Lotus' was not the Asian-American girl's real name. None of the dancers knew Cindy as Cindy Breaux. They all knew her as 'Pixie' No-Last-Name. Their customers knew her as Pixie.

Entering the restaurant, Cindy smiled; Alana was already seated at the same table. The girl's smile was wide when she spotted Cindy.

"Hi," Alana gushed, stepping up and grabbing Cindy's hand. "Come on. I didn't know what you'd want or I'd ordered for you, Amanda's working tonight, Amanda, this is her, that real beautiful woman I told you about."

A heavy set brunette gave Alana an amused smile then greeted Cindy. Cindy felt some of her weariness ebb away, enveloped in Alana's enthusiasm.

"One or two cinnamon buns?" Amanda asked Alana.

"We split one like last night?" Alana begged Cindy.

"Yeah, sure," Cindy agreed, then ordered her usual bacon and egg biscuit, add jalapeno and a large decaf coffee.

Over Cindy's objections, Alana paid for Cindy's breakfast. As they waited for their food, Cindy looked around the restaurant. There were three tables occupied; two had only one person sitting, the third had two men and one woman.

Sitting in the corner booth again, Alana asked Cindy about her day. She was especially interested in Cindy's night at work. When Cindy mentioned the husband and wife session, Alana goggled, then gasped, delighted.

"And you, you really done that?" Alana whispered.

"Mm hmm; she'd seen me give my teddy bear a lap dance and wanted me show her how," Cindy admitted, deftly slicing Alana's second cinnamon roll in half diagonally.

"Your teddy bear?" Alana asked. "You, you have a teddy bear?"

"I'll show it to you," Cindy giggled, enjoying Alana's enthusiasm and curiosity.

"I have a teddy bear too!" Alana whispered. "I, I didn't know, I mean, I always thought they was just for kids!"

"I need to show you," Cindy laughed. "And my Raggedy Andy too. They're not for kids."

"I, I never had one them," Alana admitted. "Once? I, I asked Santa for one, but we didn't have Christmas that year."

Cindy was about to ask how one did not have a Christmas, then bit her tongue. She knew very little of Alana Pratt's past, but could tell there were some deep secrets that ran through the girl's tapestry.

The woman in the middle booth gave both of her companions deep kisses, then led them to a side door. Cindy watched as the three had a discussion as they stood next to a large SUV. Finally, one man nodded and opened the driver's door. The other man smirked widely as he got into the rear of the SUV, followed by the woman.

"Want anything else?" Alana asked as they finished the cinnamon bun.

Out of the corner of her eye, Cindy saw the first man get out of the driver's seat and enter the SUV's rear door. The second man appeared and entered the vehicle through the open driver's door. A moment later, the SUV backed away from the curb.

"I'd hit every bump I could find," Cindy thought to herself as the SUV left the parking lot.

Stepping outside, Cindy guided Alana to her car. She popped the trunk of her car and wrestled with her teddy bear. Alana gasped, gawking at the oversized toy.

"I, where'd you get that?" Alana whispered, entranced.

"Made it," Cindy admitted. "And..."

"Oh my God!" Alana whispered as Cindy pulled Raggedy Andy to sit up in the trunk. "I, you got a Raggedy Ann?"

"No; think I need one?" Cindy asked, trying to picture a pseudo-lesbian simulation with an oversized Raggedy Ann doll.

"I, I'll pay you make me one," Alana breathlessly offered.

"Yeah? How much?" Cindy giggled, thinking she'd simply gift her new friend with the simple doll.

"A thousand bucks?" Alana offered.

"I, you serious?" Cindy asked, shocked at the dollar amount.

"Uh huh," Alana said, reaching out and touching Raggedy Andy's denim overalls. "He, he's so cute!"

"Take me about a week," Cindy said, lowering Raggedy Andy and slamming her trunk shut. "I, you need a ride?"

"I, you, you come over?" Alana begged, clutching Cindy's hand.

"Know what? I, I'm off tomorrow," Cindy decided. "Yeah, sure. Why not."

"At least won't have put up with John's shitty mood," Cindy thought as Alana skipped to the passenger door of Cindy's car.

Alana gave directions and Cindy looked from expensive home to expensive home as they drove. She did wonder at the fact that, less than two miles from blocks of apartment buildings, some already beginning to age badly, there were mini-mansions with manicured lawns and meticulously arranged flower beds and freshly painted trim and garage doors and elaborate security systems.

Next to her, Alana chattered happily. Her bubbly, almost manic behavior was beginning to worry Cindy; was she making a mistake entering into the home of this stranger?

"Now, seriously, how you give a lap dance?" Alana asked as she punched in the security code.

"Got any music?" Cindy asked, looking around at the ornate décor.

"Alan had a bunch of classical," Alana said. "You like Schubert? I can put on..."

"No, no, music. Something I can dance to," Cindy smiled. "Mr. Brent listened to a lot of that stuff, but you can't dance to it."

"I uh, hmm, I, I don't think so," Alana said, disappointed as she flung open the cabinet where Alan's stereo system was housed.

"Let's see..." Cindy said and fiddled with the stereo receiver. "Okay, here, here we go."

Alana winced as hip-hop began to pump out of the speakers. Cindy laughed at the girl's expression and impulsively kissed the girl on her lips. Then she guided Alana to a plush chair.

"Now, shove your hands into the cushion; you can't touch me," Cindy said.

"Oh, okay, like this?" Alana asked and dug her hands into the sides of the chair's cushions.

"Mm hmm, and..." Cindy said as another song started to play.

"Oh, I, oh wow," Alana gasped as Cindy did begin dancing, moving very suggestively.

Alana grunted when Cindy perched herself on Alana's lap. She opened her mouth wide as Cindy leaned back, grinding her buttocks on Alana's lap. Cindy rubbed her back against Alana's breasts then leaned her head back and gave Alana's ear lobe a gentle bite.

"Mm MM! No touching," Cindy playfully chided as Alana's hands came out from the sides of the cushion.

Whirling around to face Alana, Cindy placed her knee between Alana's slightly spread legs. Cindy leaned forward and 'whipped' Alana's arms and torso with her long hair. She leaned slightly away from Alana and cupped her breasts in her hands. She pressed her breasts against Alana's face. Alana stared up at Cindy's smiling face as Cindy rubbed her tee shirt clad breasts against Alana's delighted face.

"And that's pretty much it," Cindy laughed as the song ended.

"I, and you do that? Naked?" Alana asked, awe-struck.

"Mm hmm," Cindy agreed, turning off the stereo. "By the way, your house is beautiful."

Alana got off the chair and approached Cindy. She was slightly shorter than Cindy, thanks to Cindy's four inch heels. Alana hesitated for a moment, then lurched and hugged Cindy. She pressed her lips to Cindy's lips.

The smell of Alana's sweat filled Cindy's nostrils. It was not an unpleasant scent. Cindy could feel Alana's firm breasts pressed against her own as they embraced. Cindy could also feel Alana's soft hair underneath her bare arms as they hugged. Cindy could taste Alana's sweet lips; the taste was of sugary icing and strong coffee.

"Mm," both girls moaned when Cindy opened her mouth and touched Alana's tongue with her tongue.

"I, my, the bedroom's upstairs," Alana whispered, releasing Cindy's tongue.

The large bed was the first sign of imperfection that Cindy had noticed throughout Alana's meticulous and orderly home. Unlike the rest of the house, which was orderly, the bed was unmade. True, only one corner was mussed, the covers and blanket shoved aside, but it was mussed all the same.

Alana opened her mouth to say something but Cindy silenced Alana's words with a soft kiss. She gently eased Alana back onto the bed and bent to help Alana out of her tennis shoes. Then she saw the leg of Alana's teddy bear sticking out from underneath the rumpled bedding.

"Be right back," Cindy decided.

She kissed Alana's mouth and dashed out of the room.

Alana fidgeted for a moment, then slipped her unknotted tennis shoes off of her feet. She wondered if she should perhaps have the television on, playing one of her lesbian pornographic DVDs. She decided to put her tennis shoes away.

Faintly, Alana heard the front door slam shut. An icy dread gripped her; suppose Cindy was leaving?

Or, could that be someone breaking into her sanctuary? She couldn't believe she'd not turned on the alarm once they'd entered the home. She wondered if she should call 911.

The front door slammed again, then Alana heard something heavy thumping up the stairs. She looked around for somewhere to hide. She felt a scream stick in her throat as a giant bear barged into her room.

"Now we both got our teddy bears," Cindy giggled and dropped the giant bear onto the still covered portion of the California king-sized bed.

Cindy kicked off her pumps and again approached Alana. The two women kissed, tongues tasting tongues.

Alana shivered in delight as Cindy's hands went from around Alana's slim waist to Alana's face. She mirrored Cindy's actions, gently trailing her hands up from Cindy's soft skin, over Cindy's half-shirt to Cindy's beautiful face. With her eyes closed, Alana tried to 'read' Cindy's face with her fingers.

"You, you're so beautiful," Alana whispered.

"You're beautiful," Cindy whispered, gently edging Alana's long sleeved tee shirt upward.

Like a child, Alana raised her arms and allowed Cindy to remove her tee shirt. Then she seemed to realize her breasts were only covered by a bra and moved to cover herself with her hands. Cindy grabbed Alana's hands and moved them to hug her. Alana pulled Cindy close and kissed her.

"You are beautiful," Cindy said softly, kissing Alana.

"Mm," Alana murmured as she felt Cindy's hand at the clasp of her bra. "You, you going to..."

"Mm hmm," Cindy enthused as she unclasped the bra.

"Mm!" Alana gasped as she felt Cindy's fingernails raking along Alana's spine.

Alana's hands dipped underneath Cindy's half shirt, feeling the flesh of Cindy's back. She gently raked her fingernails along Cindy's spine, from the neckline of the shirt down to Cindy's waistband.

Cindy pulled her arms from around Alana and removed her half shirt. She flung the garment to the floor and then pulled Alana's bra free of Alana's arms.

"Mm, oh!" Alana gasped as her naked breasts came into contact with Cindy's naked breasts.

Giving Alana's lips a quick kiss, Cindy lowered her head and kissed along the tops of Alana's 29D breasts. Her hands continued to rub along Alana's smooth back, from shoulders to waistband of Alana's black sweatpants.

Cindy did reflect that, for such a hot and muggy night, Alana's manner of dress had to be uncomfortable. She smiled as Alana gave out a squeak as Cindy gently eased Alana's sweatpants down over Alana's slight hips

"Mm mm, someone went out with no panties?" Cindy gently teased Alana as she could feel no panties underneath the bulky sweatpants.

"I, no," Alana giggled like a naughty child.

Cindy raked her fingernails over Alana's sweetly rounded buttocks and took Alana's left nipple into her mouth. She could taste Alana's sweat and a faint hint of soap as she suckled on Alana's flesh.

"Um, augh, oh God," Alana cried out and cradled Cindy's head in her small hands.

Cindy's left hand massaged and caressed Alana's right breast while she sucked on Alana's left breast. Her right hand continued to gently rake over Alana's buttocks.

"I ooomm," Alana moaned, small hands firmly clutching Cindy's head.

When Cindy gently bit down on Alana's nipple, Alana shuddered. Releasing Cindy's head, Alana quickly kicked her sweat pants off.

Cindy unsnapped her cutoffs and slid them down her legs. Now nude, the two women again embraced. Cindy gently eased Alana onto the portion of her bed that had the covers pulled back. She followed Alana onto the bed, pressing the girl against the mound of pillows. Cindy maneuvered herself between Alana's legs and pressed her blonde curls against Alana's sparse triangle of blonde curls.

"Ooomm!" Alana moaned as Cindy pressed her breasts heavily against Alana's breasts, her belly against Alana's belly, her pussy against Alana's pussy.

"Beautiful," Cindy whispered to Alana before wiggling down to capture Alana's right nipple with her mouth.

"I love you," Alana gasped out.

Cindy did not respond; she was busy sucking on Alana's nipple. She also did think it was far too early in their relationship to talk about love.

Releasing Alana's nipple, Cindy wiggled down. She hefted Alana's left breast and licked along the underside of Alana's heavy breast. The taste of sweat was strong, a pleasant saltiness. Alana gasped and grunted and gurgled as Cindy tasted Alana's flesh.

"I ooomm, oh Cindy, I..." Alana whined as Cindy slowly licked along Alana's flesh.

Cindy moved her head slightly and feasted on Alana's right breast. Then, wiggling further down, Cindy lightly nibbled on Alana's concave belly. Cindy made Alana giggle out loud when she delved her tongue into Alana's belly button.

Reaching Alana's puffy pubic mound, Cindy could smell Alana's excitement. It was a heady scent of sweat and musk. In the low lighting afforded by Alana's bedside lamp, Cindy could see Alana's inner lips peeking out through the sparse tendrils of blonde hair. Alana's lips were a coral pink in color and were thick and slick. Cindy gave Alana's lips a long slow lick from Alana's perineum to the top of Alana's slit. Alana gave a shuddering gasp as Cindy repeated the slow, deliberate lick.

Using thumbs, Cindy opened Alana for her tongue. She drove two fingers into Alana's depths and began searching for Alana's G-spot while flicking her tongue along Alana's inner lips.

Cindy reached Alana's clitoris and batted the sensitive nub a few times with her tongue. She then sucked Alana's clitoris into her mouth.

"Aaieegh!" Alana screamed, clamping her thighs around Cindy's head.

As Cindy manipulated Alana's G-spot, Alana squirted her ejaculate onto Cindy's face. With another shriek, Alana shuddered violently, then lay still.

With a giggle, Cindy kissed Alana's slack mouth, then wiggled out of the bed. Walking into Alana's bathroom, Cindy found a washcloth and wet it in the sink. She wiped her face clean of Alana's ejaculate, then wet the cloth and wrung it out. She returned to the bedroom and wiggled into the bed next to Alana's prone form.

"Huh?" Alana weakly asked as Cindy gently sponged Alana's face with the cool rag.

"Hi, Sweetheart," Cindy softly cooed.

"I, oh my God! I, I've never, I mean, oh my God!" Alana babbled.

Frantically, Alana clung to Cindy, raining kisses on Cindy's laughing face. Finally, Cindy gently pushed Alana away. She brought the washcloth to the bathroom and placed it next to the deep bowl sink.

"I, can, can I do you?" Alana shyly asked when Cindy returned and slid into the bed next to Alana.

In answer, Cindy gently kissed Alana's lips. Alana twisted around to lie half on, half off of Cindy. Alana brought her lips to Cindy's lips and kissed Cindy. Then Alana kissed Cindy's throat. Alana kissed her way down to Cindy's left breast and captured Cindy's nipple in her mouth. She suckled Cindy's nipple for a long moment, then brought her mouth up to Cindy's mouth again. Alana thrust her tongue into Cindy's mouth while Alana's hands toyed with Cindy's breasts. Alana again brought her mouth down to Cindy's nipple but after a moment, Alana again brought her mouth to Cindy's mouth.

Cindy laughed a happy laugh. She remembered the first time she and Chrissy had made love. At that time, Cindy could not decide what she wanted more; to kiss Chrissy, or to taste Chrissy's flesh, or to kiss Chrissy or to lick and suck Chrissy's nipples.

And just as suddenly as the laughter bubbled up, Cindy felt the pangs of loss. She felt the horrible, sinking emptiness inside from losing Chrissy, losing Chrissy's love and friendship. Gently, Cindy pulled Alana against herself.

"I, I do want you, but not tonight," Cindy whispered softly into Alana's ear. "Please, please, for right now? Just, just hold me, okay? Please?"

"I, I do something wrong?" Alana asked, beautiful eyes wide with worry.

"No, oh no Sweetheart," Cindy whispered, the emptiness inside threatening to burst.

The morning sun was high in the sky when Cindy woke up. Facing her was a soundly sleeping Alana. The nude girl clutched the bedraggled teddy bear tightly to her chest. Cindy smiled at the innocent, peaceful look on her hostess's face.

The need to pee was urgent but Cindy took a moment to admire Alana's beauty. Finally, she could not tarry any longer and wiggled over to the far side of the bed; Alana was boxing Cindy in. Walking around the bed, Cindy saw that her clumsy maneuvers had roused Alana.

"You're not leaving, are you?" Alana worried, sitting up in the bed.

"Need to pee," Cindy assured Alana.

"Oh. Oh! Me too," Alana realized and wiggled out of the bed.

Cindy did her business and washed her hands. Faintly, she heard another toilet flush. Patting her hands dry, Cindy wondered where her purse was; she had a horrible case of bed head. She used her fingers as best as she could and finally shrugged at her own reflection.

"Now, how you give a teddy bear a lap dance?" Alana demanded, standing at the foot of the bed, looking at Cindy's teddy bear.

"Okay, let's see," Cindy said and fiddled with Alana's clock radio.

Cindy found the hip-hop station from Baton Rouge and turned the volume up slightly. She then jerked the teddy bear out of the bed and positioned him against the tall dresser in the bedroom. The bear's bottom had been weighted down with several pounds of sand in some plastic bags so it balanced fairly well. Alana sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Cindy danced, wiggling her nude buttocks against the bear. Another hip hop song began and Cindy whipped around and rubbed her breasts across the bear's velour torso. With a sassy smile, Cindy again whirled around and rubbed her bare buttocks against the front of the bear, slowly lowering herself until she was sitting in the bear's lap. Just as she hand done to Alana, Cindy ground her buttocks against the bear's crotch. Twisting around again, Cindy wrapped her legs around the bear's waist.

"Huh," Alana let out a long grunt as Cindy simulated humping herself on the bear's crotch.

"Pretty much it," Cindy smiled, standing and giving her bear an affectionate hug.

"I, let's see," Alana said and approached her nightstand. "This, I turn this off? I, I really don't like..."

"Please," Cindy agreed. "Got to listen to all that noise every night."

Alana did turn the music off. Then she rummaged around in her nightstand's top drawer.

"I, I seen this in a video?" Alana babbled an excuse as she dug a box from the drawer. "So I ordered it? I, it's never, look, the box ain't never been opened and..."

Cindy's eyes widened at the sight of the box in Alana's hands. The box's plastic window showed Cindy the flesh colored strap-on vibrator. Alana ripped the tape securing the lid of the box and she struggled to remove the phallus from the box.

"Here; swear, you got to be a rocket scientist get those things out," Cindy said and took the box from Alana's hands.