Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 23

"Yeah," Britt replied, wrenched from her second cerebral erotic episode of the morning, "I'm here all day. I have a couple cars being delivered for the calendar and I'm behind on paperwork, as usual."

"Well, I have the day off, so how about I pick up lunch and swing by," Becky suggested hopefully.

"We do have a bunch of left over barbecue if you want that," Britt reminded her.

"Ugh..." I was so full last night, I couldn't move. I'm thinking more along the line of salads."

"Yeah," Britt laughed, "we all kind of overdid it, but...I noticed that it didn't keep you and George from getting a little amorous in the parking lot when he dropped you off."

"Oh, you saw that huh?" blushing again. "Well, in my defense, I hadn't see him in awhile and being around him and you girls all evening and not really getting to do, well you know, not getting to do anything; well I was really horny and you guys were all asleep, so I just kind of took advantage of the situation."

"I'll say you did," Britt admonished her, kidding of course. "You got off, dry humping him like a dog in heat, but what did he get? I told him on the way home that he should have just fucked you right there in the parking lot!"

"And I would have let him," Becky defended herself. "I was so worked up; I'd have let him do me in the middle of the road! Now I feel bad," sulking in her voice.

"Well don't you worry about it girlfriend, I had your back," Britt said proudly.

"Huh?"

"Yeah, I gave him a blow job on the way home. We almost got pulled over by the sheriff too; it was so fucking hot!"

"Good lord Britt, you are something else," Becky laughed. "Well I'll let you get dressed...or not...and I'll see you soon."

"All right lover," Britt replied, excited by the thought of her redheaded flame dropping by. "I guess I do need to put something on; not that the tow truck driver would object," she giggled.

Her heart palpitated at the word 'lover', a momentary flutter that ran from her heart to her pussy. "I love you too," she sputtered as a warm flush ran up her chest and neck. "See you soon," and quickly disconnected.

Britt smiled at the phone hearing the emotion in Becky's voice. Her reverie was broken by the phone's irritating jangle; "Red Brick Photography," she answered. A barely audible voice on the other end told her that he was twenty minutes away with a couple of vehicles he was supposed to drop off. "Okay, see you then," and rushed to the closet to get dressed.

** Couple hours later **

"Red Brick Photography, Britt speaking."

"Redhead lunch delivery, "Becky giggled, "I'm out front."

"Okay," Britt laughed, "Come on in, I'm up in the office." Reaching across the desk, Britt grabbed the remote control for the big industrial sliding door that opened onto the street. Becky zipped through when there was just enough room and slid to a halt in front of the house/office that was tucked into the corner of the cavernous warehouse.

Britt looked down to the warehouse floor from the office above. Becky skipped around her car and opened the passenger door and leaned in for their lunch. Flip-flops on her feet and a pair of silk running shorts, she paused long enough to give Britt a good look at her shapely legs and ass. Britt let out a raucous wolf whistle that sent Becky to laughing as she stood up straight. Her c-cups bounced under the muscle tee she wore. There was plenty of bare midriff to admire and a generous display of side-boob too.

"Damn girl, you look hot," Britt yelled down to her, flashing her as the redhead looked up. Not to be outdone, Becky sat their lunch on the hood of her car and flashed her back, and then, just to be one up on the blonde tease, she turned and pulled her shorts down, mooning her.

Britt laughed and clapped," Get the hell up here, I'm hungry!"

Taking two steps at a time, Becky flew up to the mezzanine office and dropped the bagged lunch on the desk. They met like two trains on the same track, colliding lips and bodies. Their hands frantically explored one another, breasts and butts fondled. "I so wanted to just molest you last night," Becky panted as she massaged Britt's ass cheeks.

"I know; me too," her hand slipping down the front of the silk shorts, following the directions of the red patch of hair. Becky shivered as she felt the blonde's two fingers scissor her sweet slit.

They kissed and contorted, rubbing and probing; "Shit," Britt cursed as the phone rang. Becky released her hold and nodded toward the phone. Britt glared at them both before turning back to the desk. "Red Brick Photography, Britt speaking." She turned to watch as Becky bent at the waist in front of the bar refrigerator that they had upstairs for drinks and such. "Oh sure, I remember; hi Melissa."

Melissa had called a while back to inquire about some 'boudoir' photos for a boyfriend who was deployed overseas. She was quite shy and apprehensive about the whole thing and inquired as to whether we had a female photographer on staff. Kate had a good eye then and had honed her skills even more since. "Sure...uh-huh...so you want to go ahead and set up the shoot?" Britt turned back to the desk to find something to write on. "Oh, you and a friend...mmm, sounds interesting...yeah, okay...sure. Well let me make sure I have your number right and I'll check on Kate's schedule and we'll see what we can set up, okay?" Britt turned back to see Becky leaning against the counter, rubbing the cold water bottle against her bare, stiff nipples. She gave Britt a little air kiss...Britt flipped her the bird and turned back to the desk; "Okay, good; I'll talk to you later. Have a good day."

Britt hung up the phone and the chase began; "You little tease," Britt shouted as Becky giggled and screamed, bare tits bouncing as she tried to elude the determined blonde. Britt eventually corralled her in a corner of the bedroom set that was at one end of the studio/office. Mashed into the corner, Becky surrendered and raised her arms in submission. Britt reached over her captives head and pinned her arms into the corner and kissed the redhead hard. The prisoner 'struggled'; their bodies once again writhing against one another. Short of breath from the pursuit and the kiss, Britt held Becky at bay and worked her way down the lightly freckled throat, onto the flushed collar bone and finally to Becky's anxious tits. Her nipples were so hard they hurt, and Britt's loving kisses did nothing to remedy the situation. Alternating, left then right, back to the left, sucking and nibbling, Becky moaned as her hips gyrated. Undeterred by the redhead's veiled attempt at escape, Britt twisted enough to plant one leg between her prisoners's in an attempt to keep her still. Once again, Becky found herself grinding against a lovers hip, but this time, privacy and timing was not an issue.

"Stop," Becky shouted, startling the one so diligently suckling on her tits. "I want to fuck you," she panted, breaking Britt's hold and pushing her backwards toward the canopy bed. Britt relished the role reversal, letting herself be controlled. The back of her knees hit the edge of the mattress and she fell back, blonde hair splayed across the comforter. Becky reached down and grabbed her under the knees and folded her back. She nibbled at the back of Britt's thighs and could smell her lover's excitement. She slid her hands down the outside of those sculpted thighs and grabbed the bottoms of her short shorts and slowly pulled them skyward.

"Naughty girl, no panties," she growled as she discarded the obstacle to her treasure. "Sit up," she commanded, taking Britt's hands and pulling her upright. "Top off," grabbing the hem of her tee and pulling it over Britt's raised arms. Becky turned the tables and dropped to her knees and vacuumed the firm right breast between her lips. She tongued the stiff nipple as she suckled on her tit, eventually moving to the other and repeating. Britt ran her hands through her lovers long red hair and purred. Ready to move on, Becky took one last nibble, causing Britt to squeak in surprise.

"Lie back," pushing the watchful blonde back onto the bed. Still on her knees, Becky gazed on the perfection before her; "Spread 'em." Britt shivered as she complied. Becky ran her hands down the inside of those velvety thighs, gazing at the open treasure before her. Britt's pussy glistened, her inner lips pouting as her clit peaked out from beneath its protective hood. Ready to reap her rewards, Becky spread her lover's pussy and lapped at the stream of nectar that ran from within. Britt moaned Becky's name as she felt the young girls tongue graze her puckered anus before dipping into her sweet depths and continuing upwards till she was tickling her throbbing clit. "Oh my...." she cried out as she reached for Becky's head, fearful that she would back away. Becky lingered until the rumblings subsided.

Smiling and happy with herself, Becky stood over Britt, admiring the landscape. Satisfied that she had sufficiently recovered, Becky relayed her next command; "Scoot back," giving her a little help by grabbing her legs once more and sliding her back up toward the center of the bed. Becky quickly slipped to the other side of bed and crawled on. On hands and knees she approached her prey from above. Their eyes met as Becky traversed south. Stopping for a moment, they shared an awkward inverted kiss. Continuing southward, tongues and tits lingered as they became aligned. Becky set the pace and continued on. Belly buttons were kissed and tongued and anticipation grew as a 'Y' in the road neared. Ready for another round of tongue, Britt was duped as Becky sat upright and hovered above; "Eat me," she was ordered as Becky's dripping sex fell upon her mouth. Instinct took over as Britt managed to reach up and grab the girl's hips. Her tongue stabbed at her hot interior, tongue fucking her.

"Fuck, that's good," Becky moaned as Britt consumed her. The writhing redhead pulled at her own nipples as her pussy sought out her lover's talented tongue. "Cumming..." she croaked as she tried to inhale. Britt responded, pulling her lover tighter, French kissing her Becky's soaked pussy, a sympathetic climax washing over her own body.

Becky stayed seated as it were, straddling Britt's head. She reached down and plucked at the blonde's perky nipples, drawing a response that nearly unseated her. Britt bucked and took a little nibble at the rider's sensitive clit. That did the trick as Becky squealed and launched herself sideways; "Not fair," she laughed as she turned to her side and looked Britt in the eyes. They glistened, as did much of the rest of her face, wet from Becky's sweet sex. "You're a mess," she giggled as she leaned in for a kiss. Kissing and licking until Becky was satisfied that she had gotten it all; they laid side-by-side, petting one another and nibbling.

Becky traced little circles around Britt's proud tits, occasionally slipping up to tease her nipples; "I love making love to you," she said, concentrating on the tip of her finger as it played. "You make me cum like I never have before," blushing slightly as she skipped from one breast to the other.

"But...?" Britt inquired, her pussy quivering from the teasing.

"But...I still like to be fucked," flicking at the other stiff nip. Britt's pussy fluttered slightly; Becky continued; "George's cock has me spoiled and I'm a little pissed that I missed out last night. I went home and almost gave myself blisters fingering myself."

Britt laughed and then the little light bulb went on over her blonde head and she grinned; "Hang on, I'll be right back." Before she could say a word, Becky was watching her naked friend bounding toward the stairs. Becky retrieved the forgotten water bottles and sat back on the bed. She heard the front door below close and the footsteps on the stairs. Britt, still naked as can be, topped the stairs with her hands behind her. Becky was nervous and excited at the same time as Britt stopped in front of her. "Okay, you have two options. Option one is this," holding out a leather harness with a large, lifelike dildo attached. "This is George Jr." she giggled. "Actually, not very junior; we had him custom made and he is pretty much an exact replica of the real thing."

Becky's eyes bulged as she reached out to hold the fake me. "Shit," she said, "I kinda forgot how big he was," not quite able to wrap her had around it entirely. She squeezed it; "feels pretty good, but it's just not the same."

"Well, no shit Sherlock," Britt laughed. "My baby gets harder than this and so fucking hot just before he blows his load. But in a pinch, this feels pretty fucking good," stroking it lustily and laughing. "Or," she said, tossing the imposter on the bed," we can both have fun with this." In her other hand was a double-ended dildo every bit as big as the imitator she presented first.

"Holy shit, that's fucking huge," Becky exclaimed with a hint of trepidation. Again, she tentatively held one end and squeezed it gently, still unable to get a complete grasp.

"Yeah," Britt answered with a bit of lust in her voice. "We measured it before we bought it and it's a couple inches less than twice as long as George is," licking the tip; "but the girth is about right." She winked as she opened her mouth wide and proceeded to perform a little mock fellatio.

"Oh god," the redhead muttered as she watched Britt manage to deep-throat the manufactured monster, her fingers absentmindedly slipping between her pussy lips. Britt gagged and sputtered and she pulled it from her mouth, dripping wet.

"So?" she inquired, licking her lips and watching Becky's middle finger slip into her wet pussy.

"Fuck yeah," she groaned as she slid back on the bed and spread her legs wide, her hand still busy.

Britt giggled as she knee-walked between the redhead's tantalizing limbs; "Here," pointing the dry end of the phallus at her; "Get my end wet first."

Becky smiled wide as she leaned forward and opened wide, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. Britt smiled and slowly fed the plasticized penis between her waiting lips; "Suck it baby, suck it like you'd suck George." Becky gurgled and moaned until she couldn't take any more. Britt mercilessly extracted the slick dong from her mouth; "Okay baby, lean back a little." Becky obeyed, leaning back on her elbows and watched as Britt took the dick deep in her throat once more and then end-for-ended it. "Spread 'em baby." Ever obedient, Becky reached forward with one hand, still leaning on one elbow and managed to spread her pussy lips wide. "So pretty," Britt whispered as she aligned the dildo for entry.

"Ohhhh...Fuck me!" Becky moaned as the head of the big toy split her lips. Her eyes were big as she watched Britt expertly maneuver the double-ended wonder.

"Tight fit," Britt said softly as she worked the head inside her girlfriend's cunt. "You like this big dick in your pussy don't you baby," pushing it in a big further.

"Fuck yeah, baby. Get that fucker in there so I can fuck you too."

Britt's pussy heard the dirty redhead and the fluids flowed and Britt replied," So you wanna fuck me with this big cock?" working it deeper.

"I'm so gonna fuck you," Becky moaned as she was now back on both elbows and pushed her butt at Britt. The horny blonde got up on both knees and worked the big dick in earnest, twisting and pumping the flesh colored replica until she was what she estimated to be about half way. With an evil grin, Britt pulled up on the cock, mashing the toy against the redhead's clit. "Unnnhhhh...?" Becky's eyes bulging as an orgasm was triggered.

Britt threw one leg over Becky's as she tried to back away and just held steady. If she had been cruel, and didn't care that her turn to ride the big toy wouldn't materialize, she knew that she could have worked the cowgirl to an absolute frenzy.

"You bitch," Becky moaned as soon as she could find a way to talk. Britt was just smiling; her hands still wrapped around the toy, ready to spur her again. "Fuck, it's still tight," she said as she rocked her hips cautiously. "Okay, it's your turn," and made like she was going to dismount.

"Oh no!" Britt admonished her, playfully slapping Becky's taut thigh. "Now we fuck each other," breaking out in a huge smile. Becky gasped and looked down and gave herself a mental head-slap, 'Of course, double ended, duh!" Britt scooted back a bit; "Okay, lift your left leg," grabbing her ankle to give her a hand. Britt bent and then slid her right leg under Becky's left, up against her hip. "Okay, next;" and with acrobatic precision, Becky's right leg was under Britt's left. "There we go," Britt said with satisfaction. Becky glanced down to see the unused portion of the adult toy aimed directly at the obviously excited pussy of her best friend. Britt propped herself up and reached between her legs. She easily spread her inner lips, working two, then three fingers inside. Becky felt herself cum a little on the toy inside her as she stared at the gaping pussy that waited.

Still staring, Becky watched as she Britt slowly mounted her half. "Oh my god" she moaned as she watched the shiny head of the mock man-meat slip into the slippery depths of Britt's perfect pussy, and then she winced as she felt the cock pressing against her cervix, deep inside. She quickly grabbed the cock and held it tight.

"Fuck me Becks, give me some more." Becky paused, trying to decide the best way to proceed. She certainly didn't need any more, so pushing with her hips was out of the question. Still with a firm grip on the toy, Becky managed to relinquish some of the length to Britt. "That's it babe, fuck me with your big cock," as she pushed back, taking more of the length inside her. Again and again, they cycled through, push and pull until there was no room for Becky's hand between them. They paused with just three inches left between them.

"Becks, give me your hand," reaching for her. They joined hands and then Britt worked her way up until they were holding each other's wrist. Becky quickly caught on and they each pulled until they were half sitting, twisted and looking down at the small gap that divided them, bridged by the remaining bit of store-bought cock. "Fuck that's hot," they said in unison, gazing at each other's pussy lips wrapped tightly around their common cock.

A telepathic message passed between them and they began to rock their hips, back and forth, taking and giving, never losing sight of their progress. Within a brief couple of minutes they stopped, the dildo now nearly completely consumed, their pussy lips reaching for one another. Unspeaking, they leaned into each other and kissed and with tongues entwined; they each thrust once more. Minor explosions erupted throughout their bodies as their pussies kissed. "Oh my...fuck..." Becky moaned into their kiss. Britt responded by awkward reaching around her lover's waist and grinding. Their clits rubbed pussy lips wet with their juices and tremor after tremor rolled between them.

Now forehead to forehead, the both looked down at their coupling. "You are so fuckin' nasty," Becky muttered as they rocked gently, occasionally catching a glimpse of the phallus that connected them.

"Yeah, I'm the nasty one," Britt stuttered as her pussy meshed with Becky's; "You're the one that said you wanted to fuck...so fuck me already!"

Becky stared into Britt's eyes, now black and smoldering; "Lay back," she told her and they released each other. The cool air felt nice on their breasts and bellies, covered with a sheen of sweat. Becky paused a second to enjoy the cool and then grabbed a handful of bed and pushed herself back, shuddering as the toy receded. Britt countered her move, clinching her own pussy as she re-seated the dildo in her lover. "Ah jeez," Becky moaned as her pussy contracted, squeezing the toy tight. Britt grabbed the long leg that ran beside her and pulled. Becky quickly caught on and did the same and pushed back.