Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 07

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Penny's return to the patio was welcomed with a mix of smiles and self-conscious awkwardness. Only Alyssa knew Marina's previous lesbian experience was with Penny. The other women were unsure whether they should feel proud of Marina's seduction, or slightly guilty over how quickly they'd become predatory, luring her into the group. All of them understood that, ultimately, there was only one reason Penny would have bought Marina to the party, so mostly they were struggling to suppress grins and giggles.

Marina looked up at Penny with bleary, sex-glazed eyes. Blinking into the sun, and smiling when she recognized Penny, Marina said, "You should have told me."

"What was there for me to tell?" Penny said, "It wasn't me. It was you."

"You bought me here for this, didn't you?" Marina said.

"No," Penny said, judging the white lie was worth it. "These are my friends. I wanted you to meet them. You've been struggling, and just needed a little help to find the right path. It looked like you found some guidance without me."

Taking this in, Marina smiled wryly at Penny, "I'm sorry you missed it. I'd have liked you to have seen it."

"It's alright. I only missed the beginning," Penny said, "It's only just begun."

"Really?" Marina asked.

Penny answered with a question, "Did you like it?"

"Yes. I never knew it could be like this."

Penny's eyes flicked towards Niamh as she asked Marina her next question, "Did you tell them about us?"

"No!" Marina's face went pale, and her eyes moved around the circle of watching women, calculating frantically, "Do they know?"

"Not if you didn't tell them," Penny said. Then, reconsidering slightly, "Well, Alyssa knew."

In the background, there was a burst of excited chatter from Helen, Amy and Niamh. Penny looked at the newly animated women, then back at Marina, "I guess the others just found out."

All three women stood up and rushed over to Penny and Marina. Alyssa got up, and walked over more slowly, with a satisfied, slightly smug expression on her face.

Amy dashed to Marina's side, saying, "Marina! You should have said!" then taking Marina's hands she squeezed them affectionately, exclaiming, "That's so hot! I can't believe you kept it secret from us."

Niamh meanwhile was talking to Penny, "Why didn't you tell us? You're OK with it, aren't you?"

"Yes," Penny replied, "I feel so close to her now."

Concerned by Penny's reply, Niamh spoke in an urgent whisper, "You still want to be part of our group don't you?"

"Yes. But I want all the secrecy to end. It's all too messy and complicated. Mark needs to know about you, and what we all do, and about Marina as well. Alyssa says it'll all be sorted next week, but it's still really scary," Penny paused and took Niamh's hand before she continued, "As well as exciting."

Niamh squeezed Penny's fingers, "Oh Penny; it'll all be fine. Just relax and enjoy yourself."

Leaning in, Niamh kissed Penny delicately on the lips, then spoke softly in her ear, "I want you again, like we did the first time." Niamh's lips returned to Penny's mouth, and they kissed properly, holding each other as they tilted their heads to press their mouths together. The kiss was long and lingering, and when they finally came apart Niamh led Penny to a blanket on the lawn.

Amy drew Marina's attention to Niamh and Penny, nodding significantly in the direction of the blanket they were lying down on. Marina turned to watch them, but Amy didn't want to spectate passively; she only wanted to refocus Marina's mind on the idea of sex. Determined to continue her play with Marina, Amy pressed her mouth to Marina's ear, tempting her with whispered evocations of the pleasure they could lavish on each other. Amy's urging was insistent, and much too tempting for Marina. She yielded willingly, turning her mouth to Amy's.

At first, Marina was happy just to kiss Amy, but as the kiss went on, Marina wrapped her arms around Amy, holding her close, forcing their bodies together. Like this, the two women stretched out on the sun lounger, their legs twined together, touching each other from the tips of their tongues down to the very tips of their toes. Then Marina's hands found Amy's ass. The moment she started squeezing Amy's soft fleshy backside Marina's excitement rose to a new plane; her moans became more urgent, her writhing more frenzied.

With their excitement levels constantly ramping up, it was inevitable both women would reach down to touch their partner between the legs. As soon as she felt Amy's fingers, Marina began moaning lustfully. Mostly, the moans where incoherent, senseless expressions of pleasure, but gradually, Marina began to vocalize her desires, pressing the words directly into Amy's mouth with her kisses, "Amy. Oh, Amy, I want to lick you. Please."

Once she realized what Marina was asking, Amy pulled her mouth away from Marina's lips, eager to comply with her desires, "Mmm. Oh God, I want that. Yes. Yes."

With a new urgency, Amy stood up and untied the flimsy knots holding her bikini onto her body. The tiny scraps of fabric fell to the floor, where they lay unheeded. Marina had already vacated the sun lounger, allowing Amy to take her place. As soon as Amy was settled on the cushions, Marina knelt between her legs. She only paused when she saw the closely cropped triangle of hair on Amy's mons, and the completely bare labia. This wasn't something Marina was used to, and she lingered over it, appreciating the view of Amy's exposed pussy and the complex folds of her womanhood. Alyssa and Helen moved closer, and stood watching. With a teasing, flirtatious glint in her eyes, and a glance up at the onlookers, Amy placed a finger either side of her pussy, spreading her lips, showing Marina the moist, glistening interior with her clit swollen and prominent.

Confident of the answer she'd receive, Amy looked at Marina and asked, "Do you want to taste it?"

When Amy spoke, Marina forced herself to refocus, dragging her eyes from Amy's pussy towards her face. She took a moment to compose herself, then replied, "Yes. Yes I do."

"Go on then. It's yours," Amy said.

Nothing more needed to be said. Marina lowered her face to Amy's pussy. Amy leant back, gasping audibly when Marina's tongue made contact with her clit. Looking on, all Alyssa and Helen could see Marina's curly mane of long dark hair spread over Amy's legs, obscuring the view of what she was doing. Still, it was obvious her tongue was busy: oblivious to her surroundings, Marina concentrated on flicking and licking at Amy, lapping at the juices flowing onto her tongue as if she'd been doing it her whole life.

Marina's soft olive skin glowed in the low rays of the afternoon sun. On her knees, Marina's body was displayed to perfection. Her tits hung enticingly beneath her, sometimes swaying with the motion of her body, sometimes squashing into Amy's legs as she pushed forward, striving to maintain the intense oral stimulation she was lavishing on Amy. At the other end of her body, Marina's ass flared from her waist, projecting prominently from her lower back, her pussy lips peeking out between the full curves of her butt cheeks.

The sight of Marina's tempting body, so vital and eager; constantly moving and shaking with her efforts to pleasure Amy, was enough to cause Alyssa and Helen to crowd around, pressing themselves as close as they could. Kneeling either side of Marina, they laid their hands on her, stroking her back, her ass, her hair. With a shared glance, acknowledging they both wanted the same thing, each woman reached for one of Marina's breasts, cupping them so they could feel the soft mass tremble in their hands in sympathy with Marina's movements. Soon this wasn't enough. Helen reached a hand down Marina's back, sliding it between her ass cheeks until she could push a finger into the gaping entrance to Marina's pussy. Helen's probing finger triggered an immediate response: a massive shudder, originating in Marina's hips, moved through her body sending rippled vibrations through the flesh of her ass and making her tits wobble violently.

Once Marina was writhing under Helen's exploring fingers, Alyssa turned her attention to Amy. After a brief kiss, Alyssa scooped her substantial, firm-fleshed breasts into her hands and fed one into Amy's mouth, forcing her to suck on a full, swollen nipple until Alyssa was satisfied. With one breast sufficiently attended to, Alyssa swapped them over, demanding Amy suckle on the other with the same level of devotion. After that, Alyssa swapped, and swapped again, repeatedly hefting one tit out of the way and pressing the other back into Amy's willing mouth.

On the blanket, Penny and Niamh lay face to face, their lips grazing delicately together. Gently, but eagerly, they placed their hands on each other's pussy, smiling at the soft familiar intimacy of their actions. Both women were wet, and excited to be so closely connected, and it felt easy and natural for them to finger each other, slowly at first, then more firmly, then hard and fast as their climaxes approached. Finally, they both came, and as their pussies gushed, they instinctively pressed their mouths together, kissing deeply as their orgasms sent gushes of wetness flowing over each other's fingers.

Once they'd satisfied each other, Penny and Niamh clung tightly for a moment, then, separating, they looked over to the patio where Amy and Marina were the center of attention. Helen was knelt alongside Marina, guiding and encouraging her, providing instructions on how best to satisfy Amy. The tutoring was having the desired effect: Amy was cumming, flailing her head from side to side as the orgasm wracked her body. Alyssa was still pressing her tits into Amy's face, smothering Amy's cheeks in the valley of her breasts as her face thrashed about in the deep cavern of Alyssa's cleavage.

For Penny, the scene was everything she wanted her new life to be. She had just received a delicious orgasm thanks to the touches of her precious friend Niamh. Only meters away, her sister, with whom she had so recently discovered a fresh, special degree of intimacy, was in the throes of extreme pleasure with more of her friends, making up for years of frustration. It was a beautiful late summer afternoon; the sun was warm on her back, and right now, Penny's worries had completely evaporated in the bliss of a moment which couldn't have been more perfect.

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