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The Price
by Ann Douglas
(ann_douglas@hotmail.com)
Part Two
"At least it's a nice house," she thought to
herself.
Nice was an understatement. Tami's
parents were both well paid professionals and
lived in a luxury complex. There was even a
checkpoint at the gates where a security guard
checked to see if you belonged in the complex or
were expected as a visitor.
Thankfully, they were predicting rain
tonight so no one would question why Laurie was
wearing a long raincoat. She'd just die if she had
to go up to the guard with only the outfit she had
on under her coat.
It had taken Laurie over an hour that
afternoon to decide just what outfit Tami would
consider hot enough. Not that she wanted to
admit to herself that she was actually going to go
through with this. She'd finally decided on a pair
of cut off shorts and a much too tight blouse that
knotted around her stomach, showing off her bare
skin. Keeping in mind the image she wanted to
project, she had left her bra and panties behind.
Walking up to the guardpost, she gave her
name and whom she was there to visit to the forty
something rent a cop. Maybe it was her
imagination, but it seemed to Laurie that he was
taking his sweet time looking for her name on his
clipboard. It was almost as if he knew what she
looked like under the coat. He'd checked her out
enough times as he kept looking up from the small
pad of papers. Finally, he waved her through the
small accessway and into the complex.
Tami and her parents lived at the end of
Dorchester Road, two blocks into the
development. Laurie had no trouble finding it and
was reaching for the doorbell a few minutes later.
Looking up and down the street, she made sure
there was no one around to see her. Then she
took off her raincoat and draped it over her arm.
As her boyfriend often told her, it didn't hurt to
show off the goods.
The door opened wide a moment later,
revealing a smiling Tami behind it. She was
wearing a Japanese yukata, red with white birds.
It was open just enough for Laurie to see she was
probably wearing nothing else beneath it. Her
short hair was just damp enough to suggest she
had just gotten out of a bath or shower.
Before she could say a word, a wall clock
behind Tami chimed the hour. The dark haired
girl glanced back over her shoulder to note it was
exactly eight.
"Well I do have to say," Tami said as she
turned back to the girl at her doorstep. "that is a
hot outfit. You certainly outdid yourself, but
then I knew you would."
The smile on Tami's face irritated Laurie
to no end. Even more so was the fact that she
hadn't told her to come in yet. Was she waiting
until someone saw her standing out on the walk,
dressed as she was.
"May I come in?" Laurie finally asked.
"Not yet," Tami replied unexpectedly. "I
just want to say something first. When you walk
through this door, the game begins. I expect you
to play according to the rules. You break the
rules and our deal is off. Understand?"
It took a burst of willpower for Laurie
not to tell Tami to go fuck herself. How dare she
treat her this way. Then she reminded herself that
she had a lot riding on this. Of course it never
occurred to her that Tami was treating her no
differently than she herself had treated so many
others.
"I understand," she smiled, a facade that
hid her true feelings.
"Then come on in lover," Tami smiled, an
expression more real. "I'm always happy to see
one of my girlfriends."
As the door closed behind them, Tami
took Laurie's raincoat and hung it on a coat tree
behind the door. She stepped up close to Laurie
and leaned forward to kiss her. It was a brief kiss,
almost chaste. The kind Laurie hadn't gotten
since the sixth grade. It was just a portent of
things to come.
"Would you like a drink?" Tami asked as
she led her guest into a large living room.
"Definitely," she answered.
"White wine okay?" Tami asked as she
stepped behind a small bar in the corner of the
room. "Or would you want something a little
stronger?"
Laurie considered asking for something a
lot stronger. Anything to make this night go
easier. Then she reconsidered, deciding there was
such a thing as being too loose.
"White wine will be fine."
As Tami opened a bottle she had taken
from the small refrigerator beneath the bar, Laurie
noted the large painting hanging on the wall. It
depicted a young couple, obviously Mr. and Mrs.
Ryan when they were first married. Mr. Ryan was
a handsome man, with a carefully trimmed beard
and mustache. Mrs. Ryan, the former Miss
Tamaguchi, was a very attractive Japanese
woman. Both were major participants in
community activities and Laurie remembered her
mother once saying they had met while Will Ryan
had been stationed in Japan.
Beneath the painting was an 11 by 14
photograph of the couple, showing as they looked
today. Mr. Ryan had a strong gray streak in his
beard, but was still ruggedly handsome. Yukiko
Ryan on the other hand, looked like a woman at
least ten years younger than Laurie knew her to
be.
That was something else she remembered
her mother saying. How unfair it was that Asian
women aged so much better than most American
women. Laurie wondered for a moment if Tami
would look so good when she was her mother's
age. Certainly, Laurie wasn't looking forward to
resembling her mother in twenty years time.
"Here you go," Tami smiled as she
handed Laurie her glass of wine.
Laurie took a quick drink. It was much
too fast and she choked a little on it as it went
down the wrong pipe.
"Easy," Tami cautioned. "I wouldn't want
you to choke. Although it might be fun giving
you mouth to mouth," she added with a grin.
"So what do we do?" Laurie asked as she
got her voice back, having an image in her head of
being made to get down on all fours and licking
Tami to orgasm.
"I thought we could loosen up a little with
a nice soak in the hot tub," Tami offered. "We
just had it put in last month and it's to die for."
"I didn't bring a suit," Laurie said off the
top of her head.
"Don't be silly," Tami said as she took a
sip of her own drink. "It's much more relaxing if
you don't wear one."
Giving in to the inevitable, Laurie followed
Tami out through a large sliding door into the
yard. She was surprised how large the backyard
was. From the outside, it didn't look half as big.
The hot tub was also quite large, with
room for at least six. When you walked out of
Tami's house, you stepped onto a wooden deck.
The tub was built into the deck so you could sit
and just slide into it. Laurie also noticed that
between the high custom made fence and thick
foliage up against it, the yard was a very private
place.
"There's a little shower over there in the
corner where you can rinse off," Tami said as she
pointed to the simple showerhead. "I've just
gotten out of the bath."
Laurie handed Tami her still half full glass
of wine and stepped over to the shower area. It
was a simple thing really, the sort of thing you'd
see at a beach. Just enough to rinse off your
body. Laurie had taken a shower earlier when she
was getting dressed, but it was only good manners
to at least rinse off. After all, the hot tub was for
relaxation, not washing.
The tall dark haired girl took off her socks
and sneakers laying them on the shelf built into the
wall. She undid the knot of her blouse and began
to undo the buttons. Reminded that she had
nothing on beneath it, Laurie paused when she
reached the middle button. She suddenly felt self
conscious.
"This is silly," she thought as she glanced
over her shoulder at Tami, wondering if she was
watching her undress. "She's seen me shower
every week in gym."
The difference, Laurie then realized, was
that in the school showers, no one was looking at
her with lust in their eyes. At least no one she
was aware of -- until now.
Off came the white blouse, exposing her
large breasts to the night air. Laurie was surprised
to find her nipples taut and erect. As if she was
excited by what was happening. Her shorts
followed her blouse, finding a place next to her
sneakers on the shelf. Stepping under the
showerhead, she was sure that Tami must be
staring at her by now.
To her surprise, Tami wasn't even looking
in her direction. Instead, she was adjusting the
water temperature of the tub. It turned out to be
Laurie doing the staring as she watched Tami
carefully take off her yukata and slip naked into
the tub.
Shutting off the water, Laurie walked to
the edge of the hot tub. Only then did Tami look
up and take in her nudity. Sipping her wine, she
smiled and simply said, "Won't you join me?"
Laurie dropped down and eased herself
into the warm water. She had to admit, it felt very
good as the heat of the tub was transmitted to her
body. Stretching out her legs, the brunette slid
over to the far side of the tub opposite Tami.
"This isn't too bad," Laurie thought to
herself as she reached over and picked up her own
wine glass and took a long drink from it.
The two teenagers sat there for a few
minutes, enjoying both the warmth of the water
against their skin and the wine inside of them.
Laurie could feel Tami's eyes on her and had to
admit a certain curiosity about the body of the girl
across from her as well.
Not that she or any of her friends would
ever admit it, they always checked out the bodies
of other girls in their classes. Or more precisely,
those girls they considered competition.
Competition being defined by them as girls with
hot enough bodies to steal their boyfriends. With
her smaller frame and androgynous looks, Tami
had never been considered one of them. Looking
at her now, Laurie considered that their definition
of a hot body might have to be redefined.
Laurie herself easily fell into the old
definition. Her large breasts and tight ass capped
a figure that drew men like honey. Those few
fortunate enough, at least in her opinion, to see
her as naked she was now, found large bright pink
nipples and a heavy thick pubic bush.
Tami, on the other hand, had diminutive,
compact breasts with dark, equally small nipples.
Her lean athletic body was sexy in a way Laurie
hadn't considered before. Between the smaller
girl's legs was the skimpiest of reddish brown
triangles. In fact, aside from her short boyish hair,
the Amerasian was almost hairless.
"Comfortable?" Tami asked as she put her
glass down on the wooden deck.
"Oh yes," Laurie said, surprised at how
comfortable she felt, given the circumstances.
"You were so right when you said this hot tub
was to die for."
"I'm so glad you're comfortable," Tami
smiled with anticipation as she moved across the
wide tub and took Laurie's glass from her hand,
laying it down near hers. "Cause now it's time to
play."
Without warning, Tami grabbed Laurie
and kissed her. The sudden press of her lips
against Laurie's mouth was unexpected, but far
from unpleasant. With girls kissing girls all over
the television screen the last few years, Laurie
sometimes wondered what it might be like.
She found herself kissing Tami back,
parting her lips to admit the Amerasian's darting
tongue as strong arms embraced her. The tips of
her nipples tingled with excitement as Tami
pressed her wet body hard against her.
The kiss seemed endless, filled with a
warmth and fiery passion that few of her
boyfriends, and there had been many over the
years since she'd started dating in her early teens,
could have matched. Repeatedly Tami's mouth
sought out Laurie's, and it wasn't long before the
reverse began to become true as well.
"This is nice," Laurie admitted to herself
as their lips met once more.
Tami didn't give Laurie a chance to rest,
turning her attention to the brunette's large
breasts. Wet kisses covered equally wet flesh as
Tami's hands cupped each mound, squeezing the
soft flesh and massaging Laurie's thick nipples.
"Oooooo," Laurie cried at the smaller
girl's touch.
An eager mouth closed on the large nipple
of her left mound, replacing Tami's hand. A deft
tongue playing across the pink flesh like a skilled
artist's tool, producing a range of sensations that
made Laurie want to melt.
Laurie had first let a boy reach under her
blouse when she was thirteen years old. Since
then, her well endowed bust had been the constant
goal of every guy she'd dated. What had also
become almost a constant was that few guys knew
exactly what to do when they'd achieved that goal.
It didn't take Laurie long to decide that Tami
knew exactly what to do.
Tami's free hand disappeared beneath the
water, coming to rest between Laurie's legs. In
no time at all, Laurie was on the receiving end of
pleasure from that avenue as well.
"Feels nice, doesn't it, Sugar?" Tami said
as she came up for air, her talented fingers
continuing their ministrations.
"Oh yes," Laurie panted, her breaths
coming in short gasps as waves of delight echoed
through her body.
"That's great," Tami grinned, "cause now
it's your turn to make me feel good, lover."
Breaking all contact with Laurie, Tami
lifted herself out of the hot tub. Her wet ass
landed on the wood deck with a resounding splat
as she spun herself around at the last moment. A
smile of anticipation filled her face as she moved a
little closer to the edge of the tub and spread her
legs wide. The invitation she presented was
impossible to misunderstand.
"I guess it's time to pay for that report,"
Laurie thought as she moved closer to the pearl
between Tami's legs.
She reached out with her hand, gently
stroking the almost hairless mound with her
fingers. Twenty four hours ago, she couldn't have
imagined herself about to put her mouth on
another girl's pussy. You might as well have told
her she was going to spread her own legs for that
dorky kid that lived next store. The one who was
always trying to get a look at her boobs. Yet,
now that she found herself in that unimaginable
position, she found it strangely exciting.
She might never have gotten here on her
own, she told herself as her fingers slid up and
down Tami's pussy, but as long as she was here,
why not make the most of it.
Lesbianism was a topic that was never
discussed among her friends, unless it was to
make a joke about it. Yet at the same time, it was
a subject that generated a great deal of curiosity.
She remembered a few months ago when they had
that lesbian movie on cable. The one with all the
big name actresses. There was a lot of talk among
her friends about what a piece of trash it was and
how could they put something like that on TV.
How could those women who starred in it,
at least the straight ones, get naked and roll in the
sheets with another woman for everyone to see.
The funniest thing about the film, Laurie now
thought, was that despite all of the negative
comments and objections, not one of her friends
had not watched it.
"It could be worse," Laurie said to herself
as she leaned forward to replace her fingers with
her lips, "it could be old man McKenzie's cock."
With a burning curiosity, Laurie pressed
her lips against Tami's sex, gently slipping her
tongue between her lips as she did. She was
immediately taken by the sweetness of Tami's
natural juices. Her heart beat with excitement as
she moved her tongue back and forth.
Her thoughts flashed back to when she
was just beginning to get into sex with guys and
the advice her older sister had given her in
preparation for her first blowjob. Just close your
eyes and do it, she had said. Don't take the time
to think about it at all. Before you know it, it will
seem like the most natural thing in the world.
Thinking that the advice held equally true
in this circumstance as well, Laurie threw herself
into it. She knew what felt good on her own
body, so it had to hold true for Tami as well. She
slid an already lubricated finger deep into the
lightly haired folds, gliding it back and forth as she
followed the motion with the movements of her
tongue.
Just as it had happened the first time she'd
taken Bobby Winger's cock into her mouth, Laurie
concentrated on what she was doing without
thinking about what she was doing. Her tongue
and fingers slid in and out of the girl sitting above
her, quickly producing a reaction from her efforts.
"Oh that's nice," Tami said as she arched
back to give Laurie better access to her charms.
"Very nice indeed. Are you sure you haven't done
this before?" she laughed.
The dark haired brunette didn't really hear
the comment or the laughter, concentrating her
attention instead on developing a technique as she
went. As it had the first time she'd gone down on
a guy, the reality of what she was doing finally
caught up with her.
There was no denying it, even to herself.
Laurie Murdock, Queen of the in crowd herself,
was deeply involved in a lesbian act. The real
shocker, was that she was really beginning to get
into it.
Pressing her face harder against Tami's
pussy, Laurie finally found her rhythm. Her
tongue flew back and forth, up and down. She
quickly discovered the small nub that was the
shorter girl's clitoris and took every opportunity to
caress it. The result of which produced increasing
encouragements from Tami.
As hard as Laurie was trying and as nice as
it felt, it was obvious to Tami that it was still an
amateurish attempt and wouldn't likely lead to an
orgasm. And in all honesty, she really didn't care.
The excitement of just having Laurie
between her legs was more than enough for her.
Besides, there was more on the itinerary for this
evening that she knew would get the both of them
off soon enough.
"That's it baby," Tami said as she vibrated
her body in response to Laurie's actions, "suck
my pussy. Use that tongue, it feels so, so good."
Laurie Murdock, pussy licker. If her
friends could only see her now, Laurie thought.
Then she added, what the hell, I've done this
much, might as well go for it all.
Laurie lifted herself up out of the water
and brought her attentions to Tami's smaller
breasts. Her lips closed on the small dark brown
nipples, her tongue moving with the fires of
undimmed desire. She sucked hard on the small
tips, treating each as she knew she liked her own
nipples sucked. Holding it between her teeth, she
softly bit it as well.
"Oh yes," a surprised Tami called out,
demonstrating that she had something else in
common with Laurie after all. "Oh baby, yes,
suck my tits!"
Laurie pressed her face between the small
globes, covering the wet flesh with hot kisses.
Her hands squeezed the rounded flesh, guiding it
to her mouth again and again.
Tami was overjoyed at how much Laurie
was really getting into what was happening. She'd
long believed you could take the straightest of
girls and once you got her going, she'd become
the biggest lesbian slut around. At least for the
moment. By tomorrow, she would undoubtedly
be denying, even to herself, that anything had
passed between them. If that was to be the case,
then so be it, Tami thought. She would settle for
the here and now.
They engaged in another round of hot
kisses, even more passionate than the first. With
both of them out of the water, Tami laid Laurie
out on the hard wood deck and lifted her tanned
legs far apart.
Without hesitation, she dove between
those legs and began to teach Laurie what pussy
licking was really all about. In no time at all, she
convinced the taller girl that every guy who had
been there before Tami knew absolutely nothing
about pleasing a woman.
"Omigod!" Laurie called out as she felt
waves of passion washing over her body faster
than she could've imagined possible.
Tami's tongue seemed to be everywhere at
once, her fingers moving with the deft motions of
a surgeon. Never in her life had she felt this good.
Never had she wanted to come so much.
Her surroundings faded from her view as
all she became aware of was the ecstasy coming
from between her legs. Laurie no longer cared
about her friends finding out, about the research
paper, or the trip to Europe. All she cared about
was having an orgasm.
With the racing of her heart, and the
thundering of her breaths, it took a few seconds
for Laurie to realize that Tami was no longer
between her legs. That the wonderful ripples
cascading through her sweat covered body were
beginning to subside. In a panic, she opened her
eyes and practically jumped up to a sitting
position.
"What's wrong?" she asked a now
standing Tami.
"Nothing's wrong," Tami said as she
walked over to where Laurie had left her clothing
and picked the bundle up. "We're done."
"Done?" Laurie repeated in disbelief.
"Yes, done," Tami repeated as well.
"You've fulfilled your end of the bargain. The
research paper is yours. You'll find it on the small
table by the front door."
"But I haven't ... I mean we're not ..."
Laurie stammered.
"You mean you haven't come yet?" Tami
said, finishing Laurie's sentence. "Who said that
was part of the deal?"
"God, what a bitch!" Laurie thought to
herself.
Then a moment later reversed herself
when she realized that Tami was acting in exactly
the way she had acted herself so many times. In
fact, Laurie had done a lot worse. How many
guys had she gotten all worked up, only to send
them home to jerk off in their bathrooms?
"Of course," Tami smiled after a long
pause, "if you'd like to finish what we started, well
I'm open to that idea as well."
Laurie was surprised at how much
excitement hearing that from Tami generated
within herself. She couldn't remember the last
time she'd been this hot and horny.
"But of course if we did that, you couldn't
say to yourself tomorrow that you did it all for the
term paper," Tami said as she walked around the
deck, her nude and sweaty form glistening in the
mixture of moonlight and the small garden lamps.
"You'd have to admit, if only to yourself, that you
went to bed with another woman because it was
what you wanted to do. No one forced you. It
would have to be that you wanted to stay and be
with me."
That caused Laurie to hesitate a little. She
hadn't really considered that. Even if none of her
friends ever knew what happened tonight, she
always would. Up to now, it would be easy
enough to put it all down as something she had to
do to get something she really needed. There had
been enough guys over the years that she'd fucked
for no other reason than to get something. Now
there was no way she could use that justification.
"So what's it going to be, sweetcheeks,"
Tami asked as she stopped a few feet in front of a
still sitting Laurie. "It's beginning to get a little
cold out here. What's it going to be, go or stay?"
Laurie took a long deep breath as she
looked up at Tami's naked body. She never
wanted anything, or anyone so much. Opening
her mouth slowly, she said, "Stay."
Tami didn't say a word. Instead, she
dropped the pile of clothes and closed the few
steps that separated her from Laurie, holding out
her hand as she moved. Laurie took it hand and
rose to her feet. Their lips met and their arms
closed tight around each other. They stood there
silently for long moments, sharing the heat of their
bodies.
Still not saying a word, Tami led Laurie,
who now had picked up the bundle of clothes,
back into the house and down the hall to her
bedroom. Tami's bedroom wasn't much different
than Laurie's own. Which meant that it didn't
have the walls covered with lesbian power posters
that she might have previously expected.
Kissing Laurie again, Tami eased her onto
the large king size bed that dominated the room.
She lay on top of her and pressed their bodies
together, the tips of their breasts touching and
growing hard once more.
Tami slid her leg between Laurie's, rubbing
it against her still wet pussy. The hard, pleasing
pressure brought a quiet moan from the girl on the
bottom.
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