Lost Creek Wives' Club Pt. 14

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As we did last week, I followed Julie to her townhouse and we entered it through the garage into the kitchen. This time I made sure to bring my bag along with my cell phone in case Jim had a change in plans as far as going out with his staff after work.

Soon as we entered the kitchen we placed our things on the counter and as though reading each other's mind, we wrapped our arms around each other and began kissing passionately with lots of sloppy tongue action. I loved kissing Julie, who seems to have lips made for nothing but, and puts more into it than anyone I know.

As we continued kissing we both flipped our sandals off and it wasn't long before we were removing each other's sundress, which ended up around our feet. Soon as we were just in our panties, Julie went straight for my tits. I leaned back against the counter to let her have at them as she took one of my already aroused nipples in her mouth and fondled my other tit. She went back and forth between the two as though to ensure each nipple got it's fair share of attention, and both were twice as long as when she first started.

For someone who had never sucked another woman's nipples until a week ago, she had my pussy spewing out love juice like a broken water pipe from the way she so wantonly sucked and tongued them.

"My God Julie...you'll have me cumming in my pants if you keep devouring my nipples the way you are."

"We don't want that to happen, at least from me just sucking your nipples." Without saying another word, she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom.

Once there, and after we removed our now soaked panties..."I don't know about you Julie, but I need to cum badly."

"Me too, and just as badly."

"Then let's do one another together to relieve ourselves before we orgasm from just thinking about it. Afterwards we can pleasure each other in a more leisurely way."

Julie immediately got on the bed on her back after which I climbed on top of her in a 69 position. As soon as I was, I raised her legs and held them back nestled under my armpits so I could have clear access to her pussy. Julie from her end of things grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto her face. We both went directly for each other's slit and almost simultaneously began tonguing each other's fuck holes. Neither one of us were interested in being slowly brought to an orgasm as the goal was to make each other cum, and the faster the better.

It didn't take more than a few minutes of some of the most furious tongue fucking by both of us before we both were groaning as our much needed orgasms came rushing over us. Julie's first, and just as I sensed she was about to orgasm I slid a finger in her very soaked asshole to enhance it.

It was like pulling the pin from a hand grenade. Every muscle in her body contracted before her cunt all but exploded as a huge burst of vaginal fluids shot out. Cumming like she did, caused my own orgasm to overtake me. Unfortunately with Julie trapped under me, she took the full brunt of it on her face. I not only squirted, but did so near continuously as my orgasmic spasm was so protracted, it felt like it would never end.

Afterwards, I stayed slumped on top of Julie for what seemed like a good ten minutes until we both recovered and our breathing returned to normal. As we did, I couldn't help but think how intense my orgasms from Sapphic sex were. Not only were they mind blowing, but seemed to go on forever. I was becoming obsessed with them and could be perfectly content if all I ever had was girl on girl sex.

After I rolled off Julie, we laid on our sides facing each other and began kissing in spite of our lips and faces being all gooey with each other's ejaculate. Tasting me on her, and vice versa, brought the always enjoyable act of kissing each other to a more erotic level. But both our orgasms took more out of us than we realized as it wasn't long before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

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During the relatively short drive home, I couldn't help but bask in the afterglow of all the orgasms I had. When we finally woke up from falling asleep in each other's arms we made love for nearly four hours. We did everything imaginable two women could do without the assistance of any sex toys or other paraphernalia. When we all but waved the white flag, we were as sexually sated as any two women could hope to be.

While I thought it was impossible to get sore in any way from making love with another woman, the frenulum under my tongue hurt from licking and tonguing Julie's cunt and asshole as much as I did. Not forgetting her other body parts; her breasts, between her toes, her armpits, navel, you name it and I licked it. I don't think there was a square inch of her I didn't. And I'm sure hers was hurting as much as mine. Maybe even more as it became obvious during our marathon love session she had a new found love for anilingus. She couldn't seem to get enough of my asshole, and of me licking and tonguing hers, and I never heard someone squeal in such delight when I did. I lost count of how many times she orgasmed from it.

I arrived home about an hour before Jim said he would. He messaged me when Julie and I were sleeping to inform me he was also taking his staff out to dinner along with a few drinks, and wouldn't be home till around ten. I took a quick shower to remove the delicious smell of Julie and sex on me, and then made myself a sandwich since I was suddenly starving from not eating anything since early this morning.

By the time Jim arrived home I was dead to the world on the sofa with the TV on. Peacefully asleep as I was, he decided not to wake me. The next morning I slept longer than usual in spite of still being on the sofa. I didn't stir when Jim was up and about before he left for work, nor did my aching bladder even wake me. The only reason I finally did was because Maureen called.

"Good morning Sweetheart."

While I made my way hurriedly to the bathroom..."Good morning Maureen, and I'm glad you called when you did."

After a slight pause..."Are you on the toilet Lacey?"

"Yes I am, why do you ask?"

"I thought I could hear you peeing, and wanted to make sure I wasn't imagining things."

"I was still asleep when you called and just barely made it thanks to you."

"Sounds like it. Now the reason I called is to remind you Colette will be here today."

"I didn't forget Maureen, and once again do you need me to bring anything."

"Just your beautiful self. See you at noon."

After the call ended and with her knowing I was an early riser, I was thankful she didn't ask why I was still asleep when she called. Except for Jim, I've been able to keep my relationship with Julie under wraps for her sake, and I'm still surprised she didn't ask about the first time I met with Julie. I figured it simply slipped her mind, but if she knew I met with her again, she'd quiz me about it for sure. Not that I wouldn't fess up since we freely share things between us and she wouldn't be upset about it.

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After a bike ride and a quick shower, I prettied myself up before getting dressed and made my way to Maureen's house. Since she was kind enough to give me the code to her keyless front door lock, I let myself in as I usually do when she's expecting me and found her in the kitchen.

"There you are Lacey, and you're early." She then came over to me and we hugged and kissed very lovingly. Afterwards she placed her arms on my shoulders and while looking me straight in the eyes..."So you'll know, now that my period is over with I plan on cashing in the rain check you gave me after Colette leaves."

Then as though to emphasize her need to have her pussy pleasured, she kissed me again before licking my lips followed by swirling it around in my mouth as she would in my fuck hole.

Jokingly I asked..."Are you trying to tell me something Maureen?"

"I don't think I can make it any plainer Lacey. And I can't tell you how horny I've been for you since Friday."

With that said, and since I was early, we kissed again before I reached under her sundress and snaked my hand inside her panties to rub her smooth pussy. While I probably shouldn't have been, I was surprised how wet she was. Even her clitoris was already swollen. And while her love nob isn't as big as mine, it's bigger than most. Bigger than most women's nipples when aroused.

I then used both hands to pull her panties down around her thighs. Once it was, she wiggled her legs until it fell silently to the floor. As I held onto one of her luscious bum cheeks with one hand I gently slid the middle finger of my other hand into her fuck hole, all while still kissing each other very sloppily.

After she gave me easier access to her pussy by spreading her legs, I inserted a second finger and slowly began to finger fuck her. Soon as I did, she instinctively began humping my hand while softly moaning.

While we finally had to stop kissing since we both were struggling to breathe, I continued to finger-fuck her with her face buried in the crook of my neck as her moaning became louder and more frequent. When it became an almost continuous moan she reached down to grab my hand by the wrist and literally began using it like a dildo on herself. By now my hand was soaked with her love juice and every time she slammed it into her vagina it would make a loud squishy slapping sound.

Suddenly her grip on my wrist tightened and just when it seemed she was about to orgasm, the alarm on her security monitor in the kitchen began beeping.

We both looked at it and saw a large white commercial size van driving up her driveway towards the house.

After Maureen looked at the clock on the wall..."It might be Colette, and if it is, she's also early. Or else it's someone with a delivery for John. Damn it, and just when I was about to cum." After she let loose with a frustrated sigh..."Regardless of who it is, you need to answer the door Lacey, while I get my act together." After which she grabbed her panties off the floor and raced upstairs.

I watched the monitor to see who was going to exit the van. Whoever it was took their time and when they finally did it was a woman who I assumed was Colette. But due to the poor quality of the monitor image I couldn't get a good feel for what she looked like. After she came around to the passenger side to retrieve a large shoulder bag, she headed for the front door.

I was there before she reached it and stepped outside to greet her. I almost gasped when I first saw her up close. If I didn't know better I would have sworn it was Dr. Nicole Saphier, a commentator on Fox News, who also happens to be my favorite TV personality. Someone I've fantasized about having sex with more than once. I'd walk barefoot across broken glass to have sex with her just once.

The only major difference, Colette had short light brown hair in a French bob down to her jaw line versus long hair. But except for the hair, she was all but a twin of Nicole Saphier. Around the same height, same slim figure, but a tad bigger busted, and same beautiful eyes and eyebrows. She also appeared around the same age. But more importantly, she had the same luscious lips, and sexy smile, which she flashed as soon as she saw me.

"You must be Maureen, and I'm sorry for being early." After which she extended her hand out to me.

When I took it in mine, it was as though I was hit with a "hot flash". The feeling radiated up my arm and throughout my body. I couldn't believe the effect her holding my hand had on me, which she held longer than necessary and I immediately got that knowing feeling she was bisexual.

Finally my brain started functioning properly again..."I'm Lacey. Maureen is upstairs freshening up. She should be down shortly."

"Nice to meet you Lacey. I'm Colette, although many of my friends call me Cole."

"I hope you don't mind, but I much prefer Colette. I'm not a fan of nicknames." I almost blurted out the real reason, being she was way too beautiful to be called Cole.

"No I don't, I actually prefer Colette."

After we entered the house, and since the living room was off to the left of the foyer, I showed it to her since it was one of the reasons for her visit..."Maureen mentioned you wanted to see where you'd be doing your presentation, and I hope it meets with your approval."

"Very much so as it's so big and roomy."

And it is, at approximately thirty by twenty feet with two large sofas, a number of armchairs and one love seat. Plus a number of coffee and end tables, and assorted lamps. There's also a 70 inch LED TV over the fireplace.

As she walked around the room to get a feel for it as an entertainer would on a stage they're going to perform for the first time, I couldn't help but admire how she was dressed. She was wearing a black high waisted panted culotte that came down to her lower calves with black strappy high heel sandals for footwear. I also couldn't help notice what pretty feet she had, and how nicely pedicured they were with a bright red polish. The culotte was very form fitting around the bum, which couldn't have been more shapely. As for a top, she was wearing a stark white long sleeve satin blouse with the first few buttons undone. And while I couldn't see much cleavage, I did notice a very pretty white lace bra when she extended her hand to me outside.

To say she was dressed to impress was an understatement, and made me wish I thought to dress better than in plain white shorts and a loose fitting light blue short sleeve pullover top.

After she looked around..."I understand the TV is connected to the internet, so if I could, I'd like to make sure I can access our website."

Once I handed her the remote she accessed the internet before logging onto the website without any problem, and after entering a password she pulled up a long list of videos. She selected one and it started playing. While it played only briefly it was obvious it was a tutorial for using a vibrator, in this case a rabbit vibrator, and it appeared it would get very explicit and detailed before she stopped it.

After she logged off the website and turned off the TV..."Being able to access the videos will make things a lot easier versus having to play a DVD if anyone is curious about how to use a device they're not familiar with. Plus I couldn't ask for a larger TV and better location for it. With it above the fireplace it will allow me to stage some of my wares on a table below it where I'll make my presentation."

By now I picked up on her slight French accent and just when I was going to ask about it, Maureen came down the stairs. Soon as she reached us, I introduced them to each other and it was obvious Maureen was as bowled over by Colette as much as I was.

After we made our way to the kitchen, Maureen asked Colette if she could get her anything to drink..."Wine maybe, or how about a nice iced mocha frappuccino as we chat out on the back patio?"

"The iced frappuccino sounds wonderful, and you have a lovely home in what is a beautiful neighborhood. It's the first time I've been through it. Do you live here too Lacey?"

"Yes I do. Just two houses down on the corner."

Maureen then asked me to take Colette outside while she got us the frappuccinos. As soon as we were, Colette was impressed with the beautiful backyard..."What a fabulous yard. It's like something you'd see in a Better Homes & Garden magazine. Plus it's so private."

"It is beautiful, of which her husband John gets full credit since he owns a landscaping business."

Once Maureen arrived with our frappuccinos we sat at one of her Nantucket tables with Maureen and I next to each other and Colette opposite us so she could address us both together. Soon as we were she took out a laptop from the large bag she had and booted it up while Maureen made it a point to briefly rub my thigh.

"Hopefully I won't take up too much of your time, and I first need to thank you for changing the time of your regularly scheduled afternoon social to the evening for me."

Maureen's mind first seemed to be preoccupied with something else before she finally responded..."When Carol asked if we could, we didn't think it would be possible with it being a Friday, and us always having it in the afternoon. But it was less of a hassle than we thought. Most of the girls were in favor of it based on the agenda."

"I very much appreciate that you did. I find from experience people tend to be more relaxed not having to worry about having to leave to get dinner ready for their husbands and family. Plus with it being an evening event people usually indulge in adult beverages, which also helps them to relax and be more uninhibited about things. As a result, sales are typically double or triple versus an afternoon event, which is a big plus since I work on a commission basis." Then after a slight pause..."From my understanding all the attendees will be women, is that correct?"

"Yes, and as for my husband John, he and Lacey's husband Jim are planning on going out for a few drinks and to shoot some pool. After which they'll both crash at Lacey's place while Lacey stays overnight with me."

"What's the age range of the women attending and marital status, and how many do you expect?"

At which point I answered for us..."All are married, and ages range from forties to early sixties, and although one or two might not show, there will be sixteen of us if everyone does. But why do you ask about their age?"

"Now-a-days, younger women, especially singles, already have their fair share of sex toys, while most mature married women tend not to. So once again, sales should be brisk, although it will take more explaining what certain toys are for, and how to use them."

"Could you give us an example?"

"Be glad to. A good one would be with a g-spot vibrator. Surprisingly, older women tend not to be as familiar with the g-spot as today's younger crowd, or even aware they have one and where it is. While I'll explain what and where it is, and how to find it, I'll use one of the videos to show how to use a g-spot vibrator." Colette then opened a video on her laptop and after she started playing it, turned it around towards us.

In the video was an average looking middle aged woman who was naked as a jaybird as she guided the viewer on how to use a g-spot vibrator. While it was very detailed, as well as nicely "filmed", it wasn't staged as far as her "acting" or going through the motions as evidenced by a very climatic orgasm at the end. She was very much into it and as a result, it was very erotic. It even had Maureen's hand finding its way to my thigh again, which I swear she bruised from how hard she squeezed it when the woman orgasmed.

When it ended, all I could say was..."Wow! That was really something."

Maureen then asked..."Are all the videos as explicit?"

"Some more than others, with this one being more so than most since it includes her orgasm. Over time, we found we needed to be with the demonstration videos to give a clear understanding how a particular toy should be used, and the benefits of it. And we also saw an immediate increase in sales when the videos became more straightforward and unambiguous. The first ones we used were animated, but they weren't as effective as with real live women, and a woman other women could relate to. For a younger crowd, the women in the videos are more their age."

"I think I can speak for both of us when I say the woman in the video was very compelling with her demonstration."