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c. Fiery Ermine

This is a continuation of an earlier story. Enjoy.






"Hello?"
"Um, Hi, is that Leslie?"
"Yeah, who is this?
"I don't know if you remember me. My name's Christine. Me and Susan
threw a party a few weeks back."
Leslie laughed. "Yeah...I remember you. You were our little witness.
Man oh man was I drunk that night. That was fun though." Leslie paused
for a bit. "What can I do for you Christine?"
"Yeah, um, I don't have a lot of experience with girls. I mean, me and
Susan. We, um, we..."
"Yeah, I think I remember you had the hots for Susan."
"What?"
"Yeah, you looked at her kinda...maybe like you wished you were the
one doing it with Susan instead of me. I don't think you were jealous
though. I think you were pretty turned on."
"Yeah, I kinda, I mean when I saw you and Susan, um, doing it, I kinda
realized some things about how I felt about her. "
"Yeah, Christine. I think it's going to take some doing to get Susan
into that kinda situation again. I mean, I got her off, but she's
gonna be kinda gun shy from now on. I'm not even sure I could convince
her to do it with me again. And actually, I've tried. We've been
keeping in touch since the party, but she doesn't seem to want to let
me in her pants again. How is Susan, anyway?"
"Um, she's pretty good. But she and I are having sex."
Leslie was quiet for a second. "Really? Wow, Christine, you're quite
the...little seductress. How did you do it?"
"Well, I got into the shower with her and I just started sucking her
pussy."
"Huh. That's pretty gutsy, Christine. It was pretty good?" Leslie was
a little tongue-tied, she wasn't used to having someone able to seduce
someone she was unable to. "Have you been with girls before?"
"Yeah, it was awesome." Christine smiled, remembering "And that was my
first time, but now we have a problem."
Leslie squirmed on the other end of the line. She couldn't believe
that Susan would rather have sex with Christine than with her.
Christine was cute and all, but Leslie gave Susan her first experience
with a woman, and Leslie had thought she had Susan pretty much figured
out.
"Leslie?" Christine interrupted Leslie's thoughts.
"Yeah."
"So she doesn't mind sucking my pussy, but she won't let me suck hers.
She says she makes me come just because she's helping out a friend,
but she doesn't want me to do her because she's not a lesbian. She
says that she doesn't like girls in that way. I mean, she'll say that
even when she has her fingers in my pussy. She'll say it when she has
her tongue on my clit. It hurts my feelings, but she eats my pussy
every day, and I think I'm in love with her. I really want to make her
come again."
"Well...that's just...weird. And it takes a lot for me to say something
like that."
"So what do I do about it?"
	"Well, we could try something. I don't know if it'll work, but
it might be fun anyway."

Susan dreaded coming home lately. It was weird to perform lesbian sex
acts on her roommate. She tended to go straight to her room after
work, hoping that Christine wouldn't bother her, but Christine would
come by her room every night and ask for sex, and Susan for some
reason, would be unable to refuse her. 
Susan had to admit that she enjoyed eating pussy, but why wouldn't she
enjoy making her friend feel good? It didn't mean anything. She still
found men attractive, so she knew she wasn't a lesbian. Still, the way
she thought about Christine's pussy when at her job made her wonder
about herself. At least she never let Christine return the favor. It
proved to Susan that she still had some semblance of normality in her
psyche. 
She opened the door to her apartment and peeked in. She was relieved
that she couldn't see Christine around, but she couldn't help but feel
disappointed.  She felt ashamed as she realized that she had been
looking forward to sucking Christine's cunt tonight. She started to go
to her room, but then she decided to stop by Christine's room, to see
what her roommate was up to.  Christine's door was ajar, and Susan
peeked inside. She was shocked at what she saw. 
Christine was making out with Leslie on Christine's bed. Christine was
nearly completely naked; she was removing her panties, the final item
of clothing, as Susan watched. Leslie, on the other hand, was
completely clothed. She wore tight red pants, a short black shirt and
big platform shoes. 
Susan didn't know what to feel. Her first feeling was jealousy. She
wasn't Christine's girlfriend, but Susan felt hurt that Christine
would have sex with another woman. 
Susan was surprised to see Leslie. Susan had erotic dreams about
Leslie almost every night. Leslie had given Susan the best orgasm she
had ever felt. Leslie had wanted to see Susan again, but Susan always
put her off, mostly because she would then have to acknowledge her
erotic feelings for another woman. Susan ached for Leslie's touch much
more than Christine's. She was ashamed to think that, because
Christine was so nice to her, but Susan was almost overwhelmed by
feelings of lust seeing Leslie again, especially seeing her kissing
her beautiful roommate. 
Susan stood frozen at the door watching the scene as Leslie kicked off
her shoes and Christine began to lift off Leslie's shirt, the two
women still kissing passionately. Christine had short, dark hair that
framed an oval face with big eyes and small lips. Christine's skin was
pale, offsetting her dark hair. Christine's petite body verged on
being chubby; it was far from fat, but it had the look of being very
soft. Susan knew from experience that it was very soft to touch.
Christine's breasts were very small, just tiny points sticking up from
her chest. Christine's pussy was always shaved. Susan suspected
Christine did it just for her. Christine was in her mid-twenties, but
her overall visual effect was that of a little girl. Susan never felt
like a pedophile, but she was definitely turned on by the way
Christine looked. 
Leslie was a sharp contrast to Christine. Susan watched as Christine
pulled Leslie's top off, exposing Leslie's small but perky chest with
its pierced nipples. Leslie had an athletic body with just a hint of a
tan. Leslie's hair was short, like Christine's, but it was bleached
platinum blonde. Leslie's face was much more angular than Christine's,
her body much more well defined. Christine began to work Leslie's
pants off. Leslie wore no underwear. Her pussy was shaved, like
Christine's, and a large ring pierced her clit.
Susan watched as the two naked women continued kissing and caressing
each other. They were oblivious to Susan's presence. Susan felt she
should leave, or perhaps say something. Instead, she stood there and
watched. It still seemed perverse to Susan to have two people of the
same gender performing sex acts on each other. Homosexual sex; Susan
couldn't believe it was so attractive to her, yet there was a certain
symmetry to seeing Christine's breasts rubbing up against Leslie's
breasts as they continued kissing. 
Christine bent down to lick Leslie's nipple, her tongue playing with
the nipple ring and Christine's hand was already reaching for Leslie's
cunt. Susan could see that Leslie's cunt lips were already glistening
with wetness as Christine ran them between her fingers. It was at this
point that Leslie looked up and saw Susan. 
Susan's first instinct was to run, but it was too late to avoid
discovery, and she stood there too scared to move. Leslie stared at
Susan, her eyes half closed in the throes of passion. Then she smiled
at Susan before returning her attention to Christine. 
Susan's heart pounded in her chest. What had the smile meant? Of
course, Leslie liked being watched just as Susan did, but what would
Christine think? Christine was beginning to suck Leslie's breasts with
vigor. She stuck a finger inside Leslie's pussy and began to pump it.
Christine added another finger and then another. Three fingers pumped
Leslie's pussy, and Leslie began to moan. Christine continued to suck
Leslie's breasts while Leslie played with her hair, but then she began
to push Christine's head down toward her pussy. Christine went to her
knees and began to lick Leslie's clit as she continued pumping her
fingers in and out of Leslie's pussy. 
Again, Susan was shocked as Leslie looked at her. Susan stood
motionless, her eyes wide as she returned Leslie's gaze. Leslie moaned
again as Christine began to suck Leslie's clit, with its clit ring,
into her mouth. Leslie's eyes remained fixed on Susan while Christine
worked on Leslie's pussy. Susan was beginning to feel very hot.
"Oh, Christine, that feels so good. MMmm." said Leslie as she closed
her eyes. Susan was surprised to hear Christine's name. She had
half-expected Leslie to call out Susan's name. 
Leslie began to pump her hips to match each of Christine's finger
thrusts. She opened her eyes again and looked at Susan. Susan looked
back, then her eyes drifted down to watch Christine's fingers twist
and thrust in Leslie's hairless pussy as Christine continued to lick
Leslie's pierced clitoris.  Susan opened the door fully and gently,
quietly stepped into the room to get a better look. 
Leslie watched her enter and her smile became bigger. She moaned again
as her smile disappeared. 
"Oh.  Mmmm. Mmm. Christine, I'm gonna squirt." Leslie's hand went to
her pussy and she began to rub her clit vigorously as Christine
withdrew. 
"Do it in my mouth, honey." Said Christine. She opened her mouth and
put it close to Leslie's pussy. 
"Mmm, Christine, you're so hot. Mmm. Mmm. Mmmm!!! Here it comes! Oh!
Ahhhhh!" A stream of liquid shot from Leslie's pussy onto Christine's
face and into her waiting mouth. "Oh God, oh." Leslie continued to rub
her clit. With her other hand she grabbed the back of Christine's head
and forced it closer to her pussy "Oh. Oh. Ahhhh!" Another stream of
liquid shot directly into Christine's mouth. Susan could see
Christine's throat move as she swallowed Leslie's cum. 
Leslie began to relax a bit as Christine began to lick Leslie's pussy
and the surrounding, hairless flesh. Both Leslie's pussy and
Christine's face were shiny with Leslie's secretions.
"Mmm, Christine, that was great. Don't you think so Susan?"
Christine looked around quickly at Susan, a look of shock on her face.
Susan had the urge to run again, but gave a little wave instead. 

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