Vivian's Decision

I thought about how seldom Josh had been able to have two orgasms even in one day let alone in quick succession. Why had we taken so long to pay attention to our sexuality? We could have been doing things like this for two years. No sooner had I thought this than Leslie pulled her mouth off Josh's cock and moved up to put her mouth on mine. Her tongue barged into my mouth laden with a coating of thick pearly cream. I sucked and licked the cum off her tongue then she started squirting more of his hot goo until she almost filled my mouth. The thrill of having so much of his cum in my mouth caused orgasmic aftershocks to ripple through my body.

My vagina continued to throb as I tried my best to let Josh's cum trickle slowly down my throat so I could savor the taste of it. I had almost succeeded when I raised my head up to see Leslie busily licking the long ropes of cum off my stomach. Damn, she didn't miss a trick. My stomach muscles twitched everywhere her tongue scraped to get the warm cream into her mouth. Her licking and slurping prolonged my orgasm even more.

Finally Josh rolled onto his back. "Damn Viv, you really did learn a lot in a week. That's got to be the best sex we've ever had. Thanks for inviting me. And Leslie, you were terrific. I'm very glad to have met you. I'd really like to stay but I've got to get up and go to work in the morning so I'll say goodnight." He got up and headed for the other bedroom.

Leslie and I headed for the bathroom and took a quick shower then got back in bed and snuggled close as we held each other in our arms. We both still had that contented warm sexual flush all over our bodies and it felt fantastic to be close to her as we kissed each other until we fell asleep.

The next morning I took the time to make love to Leslie before getting dressed. I asked her where I could go to get my navel pierced and she told me where to drive. She held my hand while I was getting it done and afterwards helped me pick out a few pieces of jewelry to wear in it. I took her back to her house and told her to start making plans to go to Curacao. I verified that she had a valid passport then kissed her and told her I'd be in touch. I spent the rest of the day with other attorneys at the firm bringing them up to speed on the cases each would be taking over for me.

I also checked with the one that was handling the divorce. She said she was expediting it and told me I could sign a lot of the documents ahead of the decree and I wouldn't need to stick around for the final papers to be issued as they would be sent to me wherever I designated and any other issues could be resolved via email. This meant I could leave as soon as I turned my caseload over.

I went to the bank and opened up an account in my name only and transferred the money I had put into our joint savings account into it. I told them to take my name off the joint account so Josh could continue to use it.

The next few days passed quickly as I made arrangements to get rid of most of my belongings. I was determined to get down to only two suitcases of clothes and sent some of the others to my parent's house. I took two days to visit them and tell them about what I was doing. They were not pleased with my decision but they knew my mind was made up and understood that I could resume my career if my adventure turned out to be disappointing. My mother was very upset to hear that I had a girlfriend and wanted to know how long I had been a lesbian. I finally got her calmed down and told her that the times were different now and women had new options as far as sex was concerned. I promised to keep in touch and let them know where I was.

A few days later I had everything wrapped up at work and was called into a meeting with the partners to finalize my leaving. Frank had upheld his part of our verbal agreement. I was paid one hundred thousand dollars for each of the thirty-two cases I had been handling and they gave me a severance package of four million dollars and a written letter of reference as well as a guarantee to return if I ever wanted to. This money together with what I had been saving gave me about ten million dollars in my new account.

Before going back to the apartment I stopped by Leslie's house and took her to see Cindy at the travel agency. I told her to make arrangements for both of us to fly to Curacao first class. Then I told her about what had happened while I was at the resort. She was as excited about it as Leslie and I were.

Since there was no big hurry to get to the island we picked a flight to Miami that left around noon and made reservations at a hotel in Miami Beach for the night. We would continue on to Curacao the next day after a heated session of wake up sex and a leisurely breakfast.

Today was Friday; we would leave the next Wednesday. I sent emails to Ken, Jennifer and of course, Min-seo detailing our plans and arrival time in Curacao. It didn't take long to receive responses. Ken would have the boat at the marina and meet us at the baggage claim area at the airport.

Jennifer said she was looking forward to meeting Leslie and if she was everything I described, she would have no trouble getting a job at the resort. None of the women had turned in their notice to quit yet so the loss of three employees would make it easier for Leslie to get hired immediately. She said they should give a week's notice before they left and that she and Lilith would personally see to Leslie's training. I suspected Donovan would be involved in that training as well. I didn't mind spending another week at the resort; especially since I'd be on Ken's yacht this time.

Min-seo's response was simple and made me cry. It read: From the bottom of my heart I thank you. With all of my heart I love you. Please hurry.

On Tuesday night Josh and I went to dinner and said our goodbyes. We wished each other well and he said he had made arrangements to stay with Carol for the night so he wouldn't be underfoot for my departure in the morning. It was not a sad experience for either of us. We may not have been the greatest lovers but we were good friends. We both realized that we had been an important chapter in each other's lives and now it was time to close this chapter and move on to the next one.

Leslie was already at the apartment when Josh dropped me off. She thought it best to let Josh and me have a last night together by ourselves. She had a small case waiting for me and told me to open it. It was filled with sex toys. Including two vibrating eggs that could be inserted into a vagina or ass and controlled from a little plastic box. She said we could use them on the plane. We spent almost an hour playing with the toys before we turned out the lights and went to sleep.

I had taken her shopping to find her a sexy outfit to wear on the plane because I was going to wear my tiger shirt and booty shorts. She decided to go the other way from me and instead of looking like a sophisticated whore she went for dressing like an underage kid.

She chose a pink vest that came down her chest just far enough to cover her tits and had a row of short fringe on the bottom. It closed with a small pink bow that tied in the middle. If she held perfectly still the vest concealed her boobs about as much as a bra would, but when she moved, those gorgeous, creamy mounds of flesh did much more than just peek out of the little garment. Watching them jiggle when she lifted her arms or bent over made my mouth water.

Her selection for a bottom was a pair of short shorts similar to mine. They were so tight they appeared to be painted on and showed even more of her ass cheeks than mine did. They were a different shade of pink with the word 'PINK' spelled out in black so the 'PI' was on one cheek and the 'NK' was on the other. Even more of her bare midriff was displayed between the vest and shorts. She wore her little ruffled white socks and her black Mary Jane shoes to make her look even younger. The final touch to this pedophile fantasy was a pair of red, heart shaped sunglasses with dark pink lenses.

I let her pick out the jewel for my belly button piercing. This would be the first time it would be on display to the public and I wanted to make a good showing.

I'll never forget the looks we got walking through the Memphis airport. I hate to be a snob but I really think the only reason they let us both on the plane wearing these outfits is that we were in first class. They tend to allow their better customers a lot more leeway in attire and carry-on baggage. The first class cabin held twelve seats arranged as three rows of four spacious chairs, two on either side of the aisle. The cabin was not full and we took the last two seats on the left.

Once the plane took off and we reached cruising altitude we were offered complimentary Mimosas, which we gladly accepted, then relaxed as we sipped them. There would be no lunch service since it was just past noon and the airline, in its never-ending pursuit of new ways to inconvenience their customers, relinquished that job to us.

In this case we were very happy they were not going to be bothering us by bringing trays, food, drinks and refills for the better part of an hour. We had come fully prepared to amuse ourselves. Leslie got her case and two blankets from the overhead bin and sat back down.

She took out two hand towels, handing one of them to me. We rose up and slid them under our butts. There was no telling how nasty an airline seat could be even in first class and we were going to make them a lot nastier with what we were preparing to do so we didn't want to leave a large wet spot on them when we left.

She then took out the two egg shaped vibrators and handed one to me. We covered ourselves with the blankets then reached under them and pulled our shorts down to below our knees so we could spread our legs and our hands could get to our pussies. Leslie produced a tiny bottle of lube and squeezed out a few drops on the egg I held in my hand. I reached under the blanket and inserted it into my vagina. The lube turned out to be completely unnecessary as my pussy was already wet and the egg easily slid inside. She repeated my actions with her own egg and we gave them a test by turning the dial on the little control units. Even at low speed the little egg buzzed me right into an unexpected flinch as the humming sensations spread through my cunt. They were surprisingly quiet; I couldn't hear a thing.

I turned the control down to the lowest setting then reached under the seat in front of me to retrieve my laptop and put it on the tray table and opened it to turn it on. Flight attendants tend not to bother you so much if they think you're working so I opened a confusing looking spreadsheet and leaned my seat back.

There was nobody sitting directly across from us so we couldn't be seen unless one of the attendants walked by and even then they couldn't tell what was going on under the blankets. Leslie even got out an eye mask from the package they gave first class passengers and put it on before she leaned back so the attendant would think she wanted to sleep. She didn't need to see what we were doing anyway.

A few minutes later I felt Leslie's hand sliding up my leg. It didn't stop until her fingers made contact with my slit. "Just what I thought, you're dripping like a leaky faucet. I've got a surprise for you." She withdrew her hand and opened her case again. This time she took out a vibrator that fit over her finger and looked like a little cage wrapped around it. She flicked a tiny switch on the backside and I could barely hear a soft hum. Her hand moved back under the blanket and once more made its way to my pussy. When her vibrating fingertip touched my clit I almost jumped out of my seat. "Turn on your egg." Despite my initial hesitation I did as she told me.

I moved it to the lowest setting and she put her finger back on my clit. Immediately I knew I was in trouble. These little gadgets sent orgasm inducing signals to every part of my body, especially my brain. "Turn it up." Like an addict dying for a fix I obeyed her command. I didn't even get to the half way setting before my vagina went into spasm and I had to put my hand over my mouth to stifle a moan that would undoubtedly have become a screeching, blood curdling scream.

I had never cum so hard or quickly in my life. The sensations were incredible and completely overloaded my body's orgasmic response by short circuiting it and keeping it turned on with no way to turn it off. I managed to fumble with the control and get the egg turned off but that only diminished my orgasm. Her vibrating finger on my clit kept me going until I was finally able to say, "Stop!"

Thank god the attendant wasn't walking by at the time. She would have thought I was having a stroke. "Jesus, Leslie where did you ever find these things? They should be illegal. A girl could OD on these things and die with a huge smile on her face."

"Don't be such a wuss Leslie. You weren't even on the high settings. I've used these toys while I was sitting in my classes. It sure made the lectures less boring."

"That certainly gives a whole new meaning to the term self-abuse. Both of those things on the high setting would meet the legal definition of attempted suicide."

"My girlfriend and I use to have contests to see who could last longer. Gayle was always thinking up weird things like that. She was the one who taught me how much fun it was to feel a cock get hard in my mouth. When guys would pass out at parties we would suck their cocks very gently to see which one of us could do it the longest before they got a hard-on. I didn't even know guys could get an erection when they were unconscious. We even got some of them to cum without waking them up."

She looked at me with this almost loving expression on her face and said, "Vivian, you're beautiful when you cum. I could watch you have orgasms for hours."

"Oh Leslie, what a sweet thing to say. We've still got almost two hours left on this flight so if you enjoy watching me cum that much then I hope those little toys have fresh batteries in them. How about letting me catch my breath while you use those vibrators on yourself and I'll watch you cum." Even though I couldn't see her, watching her masturbate herself with the vibrators was thrilling. Having just experienced what was now happening to her, I could see on her face what the super intense sensations were doing to her. She allowed her orgasm to continue for several minutes without uttering a sound. I leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. My hand slipped under her vest to cup her breast and squeeze it while she kept cumming.

We continued masturbating each other and ourselves for the remainder of the flight. I have no idea how many times we came because it seemed like we never stopped. I was glad we had thought to bring the towels to sit on; they were soaked when we started getting ready to land. I never knew just how much fun flying could be.

I had a little difficulty walking off the plane due to the number of orgasms I'd had but soon got my legs back. Our outfits didn't attract the same attention as they did in Memphis. We didn't look out of place in Miami. We got our luggage and caught a cab to the hotel on South Beach where I had made reservations. After we checked in and found our room we got in the shower.

We decided to go to a club later for some fun and dancing so we first found a place to do laundry and washed the shorts we'd been wearing all day so we could wear them again tomorrow. Then we put on some jeans and a t-shirt and went for a walk. It didn't take long to find a nice shop that sold women's clothing. I bought us each a sexy dress to wear to the club tonight then we walked along the beach before heading back to the room.

The concierge told us the hot nightclub to go to but first we had a nice dinner in the hotel restaurant. Surprisingly we were not tired from traveling. The sex on the plane had juiced us up in more ways than one. I hadn't been in a real nightclub since college and this one was very different from what I remembered. This place was the new 'in' spot to see and be seen by the beautiful people of Miami. I was surprised at the ethnic diversity. I expected Americans and Latinos but there were also a lot of Asians and Europeans as well. What they all had in common was money and beauty.

I figured the women would be sexy and gorgeous but the men were too. They were all very well behaved, courteous and friendly. Men kept buying us drinks most of the night so it really didn't cost us anything to be there. We decided to let ourselves be picked up. It was an easy decision to make since the men were very attentive and extremely good looking. We finally settled on two second generation Cuban men and spent the last half hour we were there dancing with them before inviting them back to our room.

We were not disappointed. We had two queen size beds in the room so Edgar and I took one and Ramon and Leslie took the other one. Edgar made me stand at the end of the bed and slowly undressed me, running his hands over each part of me as he uncovered it. He spoke in Spanish as he did this and just the sound of his words made me hot. I stood between his spread legs while he sat on the bed and he caressed and kissed my breasts then slowly kissed his way down to my stomach and finally to my bald mound, which he licked sensuously with broad laps of his tongue for several minutes. He left my pussy alone.

He stood and told me to sit down then removed my shoes completing his task of disrobing me. He told me to undress him. I did it as carefully and sensually as he had done, taking the time to notice that his silk shirt and other clothing was of very high quality and his cologne was musky and sexy. When I got to his silk shorts, I slid them slowly down to reveal a very nice uncut cock that was almost as thick as Donovan's but not as long. I teased him by kissing all around it and then licking downward from the base to the tip with light pressure.

"That's enough Edgar. Take your shoes and socks off and lie down."

While he was doing that I got the vibrating egg out of Leslie's case and put a small amount of a cream I had that contained aloe and tea tree oil on it. Then I spread my legs and reached between them to insert the egg into my ass. I felt the cool tingling of the cream spread in my rectum. I tucked the wire that led to the little control into my crack and lay down on the bed next to Edgar.

"What is that device?"

"You'll see. It's a little surprise I think you will enjoy."

I moved down the bed until my mouth was level with his cock and began to lick it again. I cupped his balls with one of my hands and massaged them. When my mouth reached the end I enclosed it with my lips and pushed slowly back to feel the head begin to slide out of his foreskin. I lapped at it with my tongue and felt his shaft begin to swell. I slid back up until the covering of skin surrounded it again then repeated exposing it. Each time I did this caused a little more hardening of his shaft. When his cock flexed I squeezed his balls to encourage it to continue.

I removed my mouth completely when he seemed to be hard enough to stand up. I stroked him with my hand and licked the underside from his balls to the tip. I moved my mouth down to suck his balls while my hand continued to jerk him off. He liked what I was doing to him and made no attempt to alter or stop it. I used my other hand to flick the tiny switch on the egg's control and felt it come to life in my ass. In less than a minute, juice was leaking from my pussy. I switched the egg off.

"Edgar, roll on your side."

I lay on my side facing toward his cock. "Now fuck my mouth any way you want until you decide you want to fuck my pussy."