Who Dat Girl? Ch. 04

Given the time constraints, both women had one goal and one goal only, and that was to make the other cum as quickly as possible.

Tongues flashed and bodies writhed as their passion built. Tia, who had never been in a 69 with another woman, found it mildly distracting as she tried desperately to give Bonnie release while at the same time striving for her own.

Bonnie was thrusting her slit against Tia's face, fucking her while flicking her own tongue across Tia's clit. Bonnie's fingers circled Tia's opening, occasionally sliding just inside and then back out.

Tia was already close when Bonnie inserted one finger in her pussy while a second finger pressed against her virgin ass. Tia had always been intrigued by the thought of anal sex, but she had never had the nerve to broach the subject with David. What Bonnie was doing, though, felt amazing. Gently the other woman slowly insinuated her middle finger into Tia's tight ass, allowing it to relax and open and draw the finger deeper into her nether hole.

Before Tia knew it, Bonnie's finger was knuckle-deep in her backside as her index finger plunged in and out of her pussy and her tongue danced across her clit.

All of that stimulation was too much for her bear, and Tia started bucking as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

She launched her hips off the divan and toward Bonnie's tongue. She buried her own face in the pussy above her, and her moans created a vibration that pushed Bonnie over the edge. Both women convulsed in unison as the orgasms rippled through each of them.

Bonnie cried out loudly, pressing her crotch down firmly over Tia's mouth and nose, making the woman on the bottom wonder if she would be able to breath.

As Bonnie's orgasm subsided, though, she lifted her hips, giving Tia an opportunity to gulp in air and catch her breath from her own climax.

Bonnie rested her cheek on Tia's bald pussy, breathing heavily as she tried to recover.

"Oh God! That was awesome," Bonnie said, as she lifted her leg over Tia's face so that she could stand, albeit on wobbly legs.

Bonnie knelt down beside Tia and stared into her eyes for a moment.

"I wish we had longer to play," she said, and then kissed Tia gently on the lips. Tia could taste her own juices, and she was sure Bonnie could say the same.

"Me too," Tia responded, "but I know you've got to go."

As if to punctuate that, they both jumped at the heavy knock on the door.

"Five minutes, Bonnie," her drummer called through the door.

"OK," she yelled. "I'll be out in a minute. Why don't you have Johnny open with some Eagles, and I'll join in for the chorus."

"Will do," the reply came, and they could hear him trudge off down the hall.

"Damn," Bonnie said, "I really don't want to go, but ..."

"Hey, I understand," Tia said. "Go get ready. It's OK. The truth of the matter is I've always wanted to be the girl who fucked the lead singer, I just never expected it to be a woman."

The smile on her face told Bonnie that she was totally joking.

Playing along, she responded, "Yeah, there's nothing like doing a groupie between sets. After all, it's the reason most of us became musicians."

Tia laughed and Bonnie joined in.

They both began putting their clothes on. Bonnie was humming a tune and then quietly began singing to warm up her voice.

With her clothes back on, Tia approached Bonnie and slipped her arms around her waist.

"That was delicious," she said, kissing her lips gently.

"Yes it was!" Bonnie said.

"I'm going to let you finish getting ready. See ya outside."

Bonnie watched her go, and just as Tia opened the door, she called out, "Oh, darlin', just wanted to say thanks for 'cuming.' "

Tia laughed. "I couldn't help it, but it was definitely my pleasure."

***

Tia found David perched on the same stool where she left him.

She slipped up beside him, leaned in and flicked her tongue across his ear, her warm breath raising goosebumps all over his body.

"Hi, lover," she said in a breathy whisper. "Miss me?"

"I'm not talking to you," he said in a mock pout. "You went off and had sex with a beautiful woman and didn't invite me. Do you know that not a single woman hit on me the entire time I was gone."

"Poor baby," she crooned. "That's what you get for being so old," she teased. David was only 34, but Tia was in her late 20s, and routinely ribbed him about being over the hill.

"Bitch!" he replied, slightly wounded that she didn't feel more guilty about excluding him from her little tryst and for making fun of him.

Tia heard the tiny note of hurt in his voice, and decided she'd teased him enough.

"How about I find a way to make it up to you? For letting me go off and have a little fun on my own, I promise to make you forget you weren't there. How does that sound?"

Actually, it sounded pretty good to David.

"Deal," he said, pulling his wife between his legs. Now kiss me to seal the bargain."

Tia did just that, sensuously slipping her tongue between his lips and making sure her pelvis pushed against his groin. She felt him harden as she rubbed against him.

"Yumm," he said after their lips parted. "She tastes good on you."

Tia blushed bright red, realizing that he was talking about Bonnie juices that had covered her mouth.

Before she could respond, though, she heard Bonnie's voice as she retook the stage after the band's opening number.

"I'd like to dedicate this next song to my new friend Tia," she said, looking over at the couple.

"This isn't our normal music to play, but it just seems appropriate right now, so here we go."

"This was never the way I planned, not my intention.

I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion

It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on.

I'm curious for you, caught my attention."

"Oh my God!" Tia exclaimed, recognizing almost immediately the song Bonnie chose to sing — Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl," one of Tia's favorite songs.

"I kissed a girl and I liked it,

the taste of her cherry chapstick.

I kissed a girl just to try it,

I hope my boyfriend don't mind it."

If Tia had been red before, she was positively scarlet now as Bonnie was looking her way and wagging her finger at her.

The crowd let out a loud whoop and started applauding in Tia's direction.

"It felt so wrong, (no it didn't, Bonnie ad libbed)

it felt so right. (Oh, yes it did!)

Don't mean I'm in love tonight.

I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it)."

Part of Tia was mortified, but she quickly realized this was New Orleans, and not only New Orleans, but the French Quarter. No one was judging her here. If anything, they were cheering her on.

"No, I don't even know your name, (it's Tia!) it doesn't matter.

You're my experimental game, just human nature.

It's not what good girls do, not how they should behave.

My head gets so confused, hard to obey.

Bonnie pointed her finger at Tia and indicated she should join her on stage. Tia shook her head "no," but Bonnie persisted as she sang.

"I kissed a girl and I liked it,

the taste of her cherry chapstick.

I kissed a girl just to try it,

I hope my boyfriend don't mind it."

"It felt so wrong

it felt so right.

Don't mean I'm in love tonight.

I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it)."

The crowd screamed even louder this time, and everyone was motioning Tia to join Bonnie on the stage.

Finally deciding "What the hell?" Tia looked at David, who made a "go ahead" motion, and she began making her way toward the band. The crowd cheered her on. As she climbed the steps, Bonnie came over and escorted her to the center of the stage where they began dancing as Bonnie continued to sing, this time while looking directly into Tia's eyes as they danced.

"Us girls we are so magical,

Soft skin, red lips, so kissable.

Hard to resist, so touchable.

Too good to deny it.

Ain't no big deal, it's innocent."

The crowd roared with each line, and Bonnie broke into the final chorus, one hand holding the mic, and the other grasping Tia's.

"I kissed a girl and I liked it,

the taste of her cherry chapstick.

I kissed a girl just to try it,

I hope my boyfriend don't mind it."

"It felt so wrong

it felt so right.

Don't mean I'm in love tonight.

I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it)."

As the final note sounded, Bonnie pulled Tia close and kissed her deeply in front of everyone.

The crowd exploded.

The two women separated, and Tia fought for breath. She looked out over the throng of people and smiled. They applauded, and as she turned her gaze toward David, he was clapping too.

She was about to leave the stage, when she stopped abruptly. She turned back toward Bonnie, who was conveying the next song to her keyboardist.

Tia took a step toward her, grasped her by one arm and turned her around so they faced. This time, it was Tia who kissed her forcefully and Bonnie who was left breathless.

Even the band members were cheering now.

Tia grinned and whispered "Thanks, that was awesome," to Bonnie.

"Next time, let's invite your husband," Bonnie replied with a smile of her own.

"Oh, I think that can be arranged," Tia responded.

Tia left her with a smile, as she made her way down the steps and across the dance floor. The crowd parted for her, cheering her every step. A few patted her on the shoulder in a congratulatory manner and one or two managed to pat her on the butt before she made it back to David.

They were inches apart. She wasn't sure how he really felt about what had just happened, but the smile on his face quickly dissipated any concern, and she wedged herself between his legs and kissed him deeply. The crowd, still watching her, gave one final cheer of approval before turning their attention back to the stage as Bonnie launched into Aerosmith's "Walk This Way."

***

The couple left the Famous Door and headed down Bourbon Street toward the River. The sun had already set, and brightly colored neon signs lit the street. If Bourbon Street had an otherworldly quality during the day, it was positively surreal at night.

As hard as it might be to believe, it got even more bizarre at night.

Both were feeling a little buzzed and really didn't want anything else to drink for a while. Instead, they played one of their favorite games in which they tried to identify someone of the opposite sex that the other would be attracted to.

Tia went first. In New Orleans, the game was almost too easy.

As they walked down the street, a topless woman with beads draped around her neck passed them. Her large breasts were nicely shaped and she seemed to not have a care in the world as she talked with her companions.

"Her," Tia said.

"Well, duh!" David exclaimed. "Her tits were perfect. That was too easy."

"OK, your turn," Tia responded with a smirk.

As they continued on, they happened upon some street performers who were break dancing on a mat they had laid down on the street.

Most of the young dancers were black, but there was a token white guy.

The leader of the group was a little shorter than average, but he was definitely built. He'd removed his shirt to perform his routines and the guy was ripped.

David suspected that Tia secretly had a thing for black guys. Her best friend only seemed to date black guys, and to David, Tia seemed just a little too interested in the details of her friend's relationships.

He cast a sideways glance at Tia and saw her eyes transfixed on the muscular young black man.

"Him," he said nonchalantly.

"No way!" Tia objected, but he could tell her voice lacked conviction.

"Why not?" he asked.

"I'm not in to black guys," she protested. "That's Lisa."

"Uh huh," David replied, not believing a word of it.

"Although, I have to admit, he is pretty hot," Tia confided. "I mean ... yeah ... he looks good ... I mean ... he's attractive and has a good body, but ... I don't ... well, actually ... he is ... shit! Alright, you asshole! OK, I'd 'do' him."

David burst out laughing as his wife shot him a "fuck you" glance.

"Sometimes, I think I know you better than you know yourself," he said.

"You don't know shit from Shinola," she responded. "Just because I think he's hot doesn't mean you know everything."

"Yes, dear," he conceded sarcastically.

She shoved him and said, "You'd better watch it, mister, or I may decide to renege on my promise earlier."

"Yes ma'am! I'm sorry ma'am! It won't happen again, ma'am," he responded quickly (only half joking).

"OK, OK, that's enough. Jeez, you're such a horn dog."

"It's your fault," he said. "If you weren't so fucking hot, I wouldn't have this problem."

"WHATever!" she said, but secretly, she was pleased by his compliment.

Holding hands, they continued walking down the street and they were getting away from the bars and more into the shops and residential area of the quarter. There were few people around, and the streets were getting darker away from the gaudy bar lights.

They actually enjoyed the quiet, which stood in stark contrast to the loud voices and music emanating from the Bourbon Street bars.

The fringes of Bourbon Street can actually be a little spooky. There's little light or traffic, and the old architecture calls to mind the stories of Anne Rice's famous vampire LeStat.

As they approached one of the many narrow alleys, Tia suddenly tugged David into the dark recesses of the alley and backed him against the brick wall.

He could feel the warm stone against his back as she leaned in and kissed him deeply. Her body was molded to his, and he could feel her breast pressed against his chest.

"I love you with all my heart," she whispered, looking up into his eyes.

"And you know that I love you with all my heart too," he replied.

"Yes," she said simply, kissing him again, but this time lightly.

"I promised you that I would reward you for giving me time alone with Bonnie," she said.

"Uh huh?" he said, not sure where this was going, but he had his answer pretty quickly.

Tia slipped her right hand down to the front of David's pants and cupped the bulge in his pants in her warm hand. He groaned.

She rubbed her palm up and down the outside of his trousers as she kissed his lips and his neck.

Although the alley was not lit, the full moon that hung over the Quarter cast a pale blue light over the couple.

Tia bent lower, kissing David's chest through his shirt, traveling down his stomach. She lifted the hem of his shirt up so that she could kiss this flat stomach and tongue his belly button, which always sent a tingle throughout his body.

She squat down in front of him, her face at crotch level, and began undoing his pants.

"What? ... what are you doing?" he asked nervously, although it seemed pretty clear.

"Shut up," she said as she unzipped him.

Parting the flaps of his pants, she began showering kisses on his penis through his underwear. He was already hard, and she grasped his balls and squeezed them gently through the cotton fabric.

That elicited a groan from him, and he didn't notice that it attracted the attention of another couple that just happened to be passing the alley at just the right moment. They paused at the sound, and could make out the scene in the moonlight. Not wanting to just stop and stare, they moved slowly past the alley, trying to prolong their voyeurism.

Unaware they were being observed, Tia slipped her fingers into the waistband of David's boxer briefs and tugged them down, revealing his swollen glans.

She stopped so that only the first couple of inches of his turgid rod were showing, and she ran her tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock, causing it to twitch and harden further.

A clear drop of seminal fluid formed on the tip of his penis, and Tia flicked her tongue across the tip to lap it up and savor the slightly salty flavor.

She raised up enough so that she could take the head of his cock in her mouth, and he couldn't help but thrust with his hips to urge himself deeper into her oral cavity.

She tugged at his pants and pulled them down to his thighs so that his cock and balls were revealed. He could feel the rough brick against his ass.

Tia began running her hand up and down his shaft as she held the head of his cock in her mouth. Her tongue was circling his frenum, that ultrasensitive area on the underside of his cock, just below the head.

Tia knew from experience that she could make David cum with no other stimulation other than her tongue flicking across that erogenous zone.

With her other hand, she grasped his balls and held them firmly, tugging slightly.

She removed her mouth from his shaft and suckled one of those balls, being gentle she didn't hurt him.

She gave the other ball the same treatment before returning the head to her mouth and plunging down on it like Kim Kardashian in the locker room of a Net's game.

David grasped her head in his hands as she bobbed up and down on his rod. He urged his hips forward and backward, fucking her face gently.

He heard a quiet sound from his left, and without halting his thrusting he turned slightly to discover its source.

That's when he saw a couple standing beside a car in the street staring intently at them. The guy was wearing a backward baseball cap and had his right arm slung around her neck as she snuggled in close to him. It appeared to David that she was actually rubbing her crotch against the guy's leg. What was obvious, though, was that the guy was openly squeezing and stroking her camisole-covered breast as they watched Tia go to town on David's cock.

David couldn't help but give them a smile, and they smiled in return. The girl leaned in and David saw her tongue snake out and circle the guy's ear.

Keeping his eyes on them, David placed his hand in Tia's hair, grasping it firmly and forcing his rod deeper in her mouth. She relaxed her throat and allowed the head to penetrate even deeper, suppressing the natural reaction to gag. She held him there a few seconds before backing off and gasping for breath. Again she inhaled him, this time feeling his pubic hairs tickle her nose.

She allowed his spit-covered shaft to slip from her mouth, and in the bright moonlight, the couple watching could see the string of spittle that trailed from her lips to the head of David's cock.

She looked up into her husband's eyes and smiled lasciviously, her tongue tripping across the tiny opening at the top of the mushroom head.

Catching her eye, David nodded in the direction of the couple watching them. She was momentarily startled, but she could see that they were clearly enjoying the show, so much so that the guy actually had freed one of the woman's breasts from the camisole and was plucking at her nipple while she rubbed his cock through his shorts.

Tia suddenly realized that she wanted to be watched. It turned her on to think that this young couple was getting off watching her suck cock. She became even more determined to not only get David off, but to put on a show while she did it.

She engulfed this cock again and swallowed it. This time, he was so deep down her throat that her nose was buried in his pubic hair. She gagged slightly and backed off so that she could stimulate the sensitive areas of his penis.

Her hand was now moving up and down his shaft rapidly, and she synchronized the rhythm of her mouth and hand.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that the girl had her hand down the front of her man's shorts and was stroking him while he fondled her breasts. She was panting slightly, obviously very turned on at what she was seeing.

David was getting close.

"That's it, baby!" he whispered. "God, it's so fucking hot watching you suck my cock. Oh, keep doing that, and I'm going to fill your mouth with my cum. They're going to see you take my load in your mouth and swallow it."