Lost Creek Wives' Club Pt. 20

Prologue:

The following is a continuation of the Lost Creek Wives' Club (LCWC) series, and as always, I recommend reading the prior installment first. Plus this is shorter than most due to what I felt was a good break point.

Comments are welcome as long as they are constructive. Thank you.

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After everyone used the bathroom to freshen up, and to answer the call of Mother Nature, we sat in the sitting area at one end of Maureen's large master bedroom. Maureen and I sat in a tufted loveseat upholstered in emerald green velvet while Colette and Sharon sat in two matching wingback chairs. All of which were arranged in a half-circle around an oval table with a beautiful artificial flower arrangement centered on it, and faced a pair of French doors that led out to a balcony that overlooked the backyard. A place where Maureen and I sunbathe nude often.

It couldn't have been a more intimate setting to relax and enjoy some wine after we all just had some very intense Sapphic sex, and which the room still had an intoxicating aroma from it lingering in the air.

As for the loveseat, as comfortable and plush as it was, I couldn't resist sitting cross-legged Indian style. A position I often sit in at home on the sofa with my laptop while listening to the TV. Unfortunately it might not have been the best position when considering my pussy was all but exposed. Not that it mattered with us all still naked as we were.

As we chit-chatted I couldn't help but observe how everyone else was sitting. Maureen was in her favorite position with one foot under her derriere. It was beyond me how she finds it comfortable, but for some reason she does, and sits that way often. Even on a hard kitchen chair. But I wasn't complaining since from my vantage point next to her it gave me a good view of her cleanly shaved pussy. Something I never get tired of in spite of how often I see it.

Colette, who was six feet to my left, was sitting cross legged with the upper foot behind the calf of the lower leg. And except for when she'd reach for her glass of wine on the table, both arms were resting on the arms of the chair with her hands dangling casually over the end of the armrests. She looked very relaxed, confident, and sexy as hell.

As for Sharon, just a few feet to my right, she was sitting side-saddle with her lower legs off to one side at an angle towards me with her feet crossed at the ankles. And with her being barefoot, her pretty feet couldn't have been more nicely displayed. Especially since the toes of one foot were supporting the weight of both her lower legs. And like Colette, her arms were casually resting on the arms of the chair.

Both were sitting more "lady-like" compared to Maureen and I, and after I thought about it, I'd probably be too if I was a guest in someone's house for the first time. And I'm sure a psychoanalyst would have a field day dissecting our personalities from the way we were sitting. Although in my case, they would have been wrong since Maureen's house was like a second home to me.

I finally started paying attention to the conversation taking place and it's when I realized Colette was finishing with explaining how she got into the line or work she's in. That being selling sex toys via the in-home presentations she does. As she continued..."Other than making a good living from it now that I'm single and on my own again, what I really enjoy about it is how much satisfaction I get from enlightening other women to the many and varied ways to achieve self-satisfaction. And for some, indirectly introducing them to Sapphic sex since a good number of the sex toys are designed for girl on girl interaction."

"It almost sounds as though one of the qualifications would be you'd have to be bisexual."

"Not necessarily Maureen, but it helps if you are. What's more important is that you familiarize yourself with all the different sex toys before attempting to sell them. I can't think of one I haven't. Not that I enjoyed them all, but it's nice knowing from personal experience which ones to recommend to the customer so they will be happy with their purchase."

"Finally I jumped in..."When you think about it, we've come a long way from simply fingering our clits when we masturbate. It wasn't that long ago when it was almost the only option we had."

After I paused to take a sip of wine..."If you don't mind bearing with me for a few minutes, I'd like to share some history about vibrators from an article I read recently. Stumbling upon it when I did couldn't have been more timely with the event we just had tonight."

"Please do Lacey. Some of it might come in handy for my presentations."

"I'd be interested in it too, Lacey." And it was Sharon.

But by her silence, Maureen didn't seem thrilled. I figured she had other things on her mind. No doubt, something which involved sex.

Even though she wasn't, I decided to forge ahead assuming like most things it would evolve into a different subject before she got too irritated with me..."To just hit the highlights relative to us, it wasn't until the 1960's - 70's when vibrators first became more readily available for women. About the time when the birth control pill became widely available, and attitudes about extramarital sex and masturbation became more relaxed. But even then, they were marketed as 'personal body-massagers' or something similar, although the implied use was obvious."

At which point Maureen stated..."While it wasn't that long ago, it was a little before my time, Lacey."

"Yes it was in your case. Colette's too. But not for Sharon and me. But so you'll know, one of your favorite toys, the Hitachi Magic Wand, first gained its notoriety in the 1970's from sex educator and artist Betty Dodson. She recommended it for women to use to masturbate, which helped make it popular, and eventually it became the most well known vibrator of all time."

"You didn't mention the article you read and where you found it?" It was Sharon who asked.

"If I remember right, it was titled 'A Short History of the Vibrator' and written by Jen Bell, which I found online. Unfortunately I don't remember where since I was searching for something else when I saw it and it caught my attention."

"I'll have to see if I can find it." Then thankfully, she shifted the topic of discussion into a slightly different direction by looking at Colette and Maureen before saying..."Being younger than Lacey and I, you two never experienced how difficult it was to get your hands on something like a vibrator when we were growing up."

Of which Colette responded..."You make it sound like you're a lot older than us."

"A few years can make a big difference since there was no such thing as the internet when we discovered our clitoris, and what it was for. Plus there wasn't anything such as a 'sex store' either. Especially here in Indiana, although I don't know about where you were raised, Lacey. But if I was to guess, with that accent of yours I'd say Boston."

"Very good Sharon, and while Boston had moved beyond 'banning books' when I was growing up, it still wasn't the liberal bastion it is today. Far from it so there weren't any I knew of. At least in the suburbs where we lived. Not that I would have had the nerve to go in one."

Sharon then added one other thing directed at Maureen and Colette..."Even if you could get your hands on what was considered a vibrator back then, they weren't anything like what's readily available today. Let alone the different types of self-pleasuring devices other than vibrators that literally make your head spin imagining what they'd be like to use."

The last statement made me laugh as it brought to mind Maureen's sex toy collection..."If you think you had a wide variety of toys on display earlier, you ought to see what Maureen has stashed away in her closet. Not forgetting what she has strategically hidden in just about every room of the house. Even in the pool cabana outside."

After we laughed, including Maureen thankfully, Colette added..."I was wondering about that as she seemed uninterested with many of the items we had. All except for the suction devices for your clitoris. What about you Lacey?"

"Unlike Maureen, I don't have many. And while it might be because I'm used to it, I usually masturbate the old fashioned way."

"Me too."...it was Sharon. "But then again, I get my fair share of using exotic sex toys when I do the videos so it might have something to do with preferring not to use one when I'm alone and masturbate. Speaking of which, have you ever masturbated in front of anyone, Lacey? And your husband doesn't count."

After I looked at Maureen, I purposely avoided answering the question..."You don't need me to tell you masturbating, or simply pleasuring yourself, is a very personal experience. At least for those of us who were raised being constantly told it was all but a mortal sin. Not that it mattered once I discovered how pleasurable it was. In spite of that, I still considered it very personal, and something you did behind closed doors. Not forgetting I never admitted to doing it to anyone."

"You could have fooled me the first time we masturbated together." It was Maureen, who obviously wasn't about to let the fact we did it together go unmentioned for some reason.

Since she didn't..."While you were less inhibited than me at the time, I have to admit it was an amazing experience. I never imagined watching each other pleasuring ourselves would be so exhilarating. I don't know what turned me on more; me watching you and how you diddled yourself, or you seeing me bringing myself to what was the most incredible orgasm ever from masturbating."

"I can believe it the way you squirted. But I loved how you did since most of it landed on me. But how come you never told me you enjoyed it so much. Afterwards you acted like you couldn't get dressed fast enough and left."

It made me realize why she wanted me to mention it since we never talked about my rush to leave after our first time. We've masturbated together since then, but by then I was completely comfortable with it after realizing how wrong I was about how I felt, and how stupidly I behaved in spite of enjoying so much. Unfortunately I never gave Maureen the courtesy of explaining why I acted like I did.

With it being the case, I decided to finally fess up..."I guess I do owe you an explanation. Simply put, I was embarrassed about enjoying it so much the very first time we did. I know, I shouldn't have been, but I was uncomfortable with how I felt. I just didn't think a normal person should enjoy masturbating in front of someone. And I couldn't help but think you might have thought there was something wrong with me because of it."

"Hell no! Like you said earlier, maturbating is a very personal experience, and for us to do it together was an incredible experience. In spite of how fond we are of each other, I felt much closer to you afterwards."

"I did too. And for me, it was one of those first time experiences you never forget." After which I reached over to squeeze her hand affectionately and mouthed 'thank you' for being the special person and dear friend she is.

"Now I think we talked enough about it. Besides, I'm sure we're beginning to bore Colette and Sharon with us rambling on about personal experiences."

"Hardly!"...and it was Sharon. "I found your little discussion very interesting. Especially hearing about how you cummed like you did Lacey. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall."

It's when I first noticed how she wasn't sitting side-saddle any longer with her legs now out straight slightly bent at the knees, and parted just enough so that you could see her adorable kitty. Of which her long inner lips were glistening with moisture seeping out from between them.

Colette's sitting position also changed with her legs now uncrossed. Both her thighs and knees were tightly closed, but her lower legs were spread apart in a "V" with her feet slightly "pigeon-toed". Sexy as hell again all except for the way she held onto the armrests as though she was struggling with something.

"I apologize for the conversation evolving into about Maureen and I. Unfortunately, we sometimes get carried away with each other when we shouldn't."

At which point Colette leaned forward in her chair..."No need to apologize, Lacey. As a matter of fact, based on your little discussion, and the feelings it stirred in Sharon and I, it got me thinking. If I may be so bold in suggesting it, how about if we have a 'circle-jerk'? I don't know about anybody else, but I have this urge to masturbate all of a sudden."

"That explains why you were sitting like you were until just now."

"And I thought no one would notice."

Once we all finished laughing, she continued..."I know a circle-jerk is something you normally associate with men, but it might be a fun thing for the four of us to do."

I found her suggestion more whimsical than bold, but I still liked the idea. Be something different. So after I looked at everyone..."I don't know about Maureen or Sharon, but I think it would be a fun thing too."

"Me too."...and it was Sharon.

Quickly followed by Maureen, who seemed excited about the fact we were finally getting around to having sex..."Once again it's unanimous, and since we're all for it, let me get some towels first." After which she went to the master bathroom before returning with four "bath sheets".

As she was handing them out..."These are larger and more absorbent than regular bath towels, which I've learned with Lacey, you need to be prepared for the unexpected."

"Thanks a lot Maureen. And what makes you think I'll squirt?"

"That's easy since you squirt more often than not when you cum."

Since she was right, I wasn't about to argue, and asked..."Do we want to do this dirty deed here, or do we all want to get on the bed?"

After we decided on the loveseat and chairs we rearranged things so Sharon was sitting facing me, and Colette was facing Maureen. And we all made sure to place the towels under our asses with them stretched out down onto the floor between us.

We were seated close enough so that Sharon had her feet propped against the edge of the loveseat cushion, and mine were on the outside of hers against the ends of the armrests of her chair. With us "spread-eagle" as we were, it gave us a great view of each other's pussies, and what we would soon be doing.

Once we were all comfortably seated, I looked directly at Sharon before I licked both my index fingers very suggestively. Soon as they were sufficiently covered with saliva I began twirling them over and around my areola and nipples as seductively as I could for Sharon's benefit. It wasn't long with Sharon staring intently at my handy work before my nipples were fully aroused and big and hard as they ever get.

I then concentrated my efforts on my now very aroused nipples by pulling on them. So hard, I stretched them twice as long as they already were. Felt amazing as it sent what felt like an electrical shock straight from my nipples to my pussy. More so because of the way Sharon was watching me as her eyes would continually switch back and forth between each nipple before looking me directly in the eyes, then back at my nipples. She even licked her lips occasionally as though imagining it was her teeth pulling on them instead of my fingers.

Then very teasingly I lifted one of my pendulous breasts with my hands and took the swollen nipple between my lips before gently sucking it. I repeated the same process with the other breast and once satisfied I got the desired reaction from Sharon, as both her hands found their way to her pussy and she began fondling it.

"You. Are. A. Fucking. Tease. Lacey!"

"You only have yourself to blame. I can't get over how watching me as you are motivates me."

With that said, I released my breast and with both hands I first rubbed my tummy followed by my mons pubis teasingly before I began stroking very lovingly the inside of my thighs. All while I slowly spread them further apart than they already were.

As I continued to rub my thighs I could feel a tiny rivlet of pussy juice oozing out my cunt and down over my asshole, which didn't go unnoticed by Sharon. Once again she began licking her lips, and I would have sworn I even heard her moan as she stared at my pussy with lust filled eyes.

Finally I ran my hands up and down my outer labia before taking my now swollen inner lips between my fingers and slowly spread them as wide apart as I could. By now my clit was fully engorged and erect as a tiny cock as it stood out proudly from its hiding place. Between it and my inner vulva being fully exposed, Sharon had a look in her eyes that could only be described as "ravenous". It was as though she hadn't eaten for a week and suddenly found herself in front of a food buffet. And by now her licking of her lips was almost continuous as though she was trying to contain her drooling.

"Do you like what you see Sharon?"

"Do I like what I see? Are you serious? You're driving me fucking crazy. You seem to forget, the only thing I haven't had the pleasure to do with you tonight was go down on your delectable looking pussy."

"Poor baby."

Then to tease her even more, I inserted two fingers in my fuck hole. Once liberally coated with my love juice, I slowly raised them to my mouth and sucked them clean. One at a time, and very seductively all while Sharon's eyes never left them.

Just as I was going to ask if she wanted a taste she all but leaped off her chair onto her knees between my widely out-stretched legs. The second she was, she literally buried her face in my gaping snatch. So deep, it felt like she was trying to insert her nose in my pee hole.

The next thing I knew, her incredibly long tongue snaked into my fuck hole and she began swirling it around. I never felt another woman's tongue penetrate me so deeply, or the way she licked all around the inside my vagina with it. My whole body shuddered involuntarily along with a succession of deep moans escaping my mouth.

I immediately grabbed her head with both hands and pulled her tightly against me while all but gasping..."Sweet Jesus, Sharon. Your tongue feels fucking incredible." And it wasn't just a heat of the moment thing. No one ever tongue fucked me like she was. I couldn't begin to describe the feelings her amazing tongue was generating. It literally was raising havoc with my cunt.

The next thing I knew, Maureen was asking me what we were doing..."You two are supposed to be masturbating."

All I could do was smile sheepishly and shrug my shoulders as I continued to hold Sharon firmly against me.

Finally I sensed Sharon needed some air before she suffocated and released her head. As soon as I did, she backed away from my cunt and looked up at me. I couldn't believe how "beautiful" she looked in a seductive sort of way with her face all but dripping with my love juice..."You look amazing, baby."

"You're the one who's amazing. I can't believe how incredible you taste. But I knew you would and could dine on your cunt all day. Now just relax as I'm not finished just yet."

By now both Maureen and Colette stopped with whatever they were doing to watch us. Maureen even got up to get her cell phone to video things. And knowing we had an audience added to my arousal even more. It also confirmed how much of an exhibitionist I was.

I did exactly what Sharon said. That's if you could actually relax while someone made mad passionate oral love to you. But I tried by holding onto my thighs instead of her head so as to give her free and uninhibited rein to pleasure my cunt.

As she held firmly onto my ass cheeks, she slowly began licking me from my asshole to my clit over and over with long, broad up and down strokes with her incredible tongue. And unabashedly very noisily. I never heard someone moan as much as she did while performing cunnilingus. Or make such noisy lapping sounds as she licked me incessantly, and gradually more feverishly. No doubt she was enjoying my cunt as much as I was her dining on it. Maybe more.