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Subject: {ASSM} Billy (lesbian, FF) (Katherine T.)
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{ASSM} Billy (lesbian, FF) (Katherine T.)
The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not
an adult is hereby warned to go away.
All comments to the author will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at katherinet_@hotmail.com
A repository of erotic fiction by Katherine T can be found at
the following URL:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Katherine_T
Author's note: I wrote this story some years ago under another
pseudonym. I've made some changes and I'm now posting the new
version for the first time on ASSM.
Billy
by Katherine T.
In the past half hour, Billy has walked by three times. She
passes on the other side of the glass that separates Deb's office
from the corridor. She looks at Deb each time, a meaningful look.
Today is one of the days they meet, a rendezvous after work in a
restaurant near the library. Deb will get there first, then in
five minutes Billy will arrive, and after a sandwich or a salad
and coffee, they'll hurry to Deb's place to be alone three or
four hours away from Billy's husband and children.
It's not easy. The need for secrecy keeps Billy on edge and
Deb feel the effects of it. For years Deb promised herself she
would never again get involved with a closet married dyke, but
here she is involved with Billy.
Completely involved. Billy is forty, with straw blond hair
cropped short, and a lean runner's body that turns Deb on
whenever she sees Billy naked. So far they've been together at
least twice a week, and every time Billy leaves her Deb hates it.
Today, after work, Deb waits for Billy again. Deb sits in a
booth in their usual little restaurant nursing a Bloody Mary.
It's much too early for the dinner crowd, so the place is almost
empty. Just her and a few office types, and some bored
waitresses.
Finally Billy arrives. She sails in with the collar of her
coat pulled up to give her a chic look. Deb's pulse races as she
hears Billy's high heels clicking down the aisle to the booth
where she's sitting.
Billy is carrying a small package under one arm. She smiles
and sits down opposite Deb. "Hello, sweet."
Deb feels vulnerable when she's with Billy. She's only eight
years younger than Billy, but Billy makes her feel much younger
than that. Or maybe it's because she thinks she loves Billy more
than Billy loves her.
Billy tells her the good news: they can be together an extra
hour this evening. "Barry's having a business dinner. I told him
we're going to a movie."
"Then we'd better read about one."
"Never mind that, he won't ask."
"I'm not too hungry."
"Either am I, but let's eat something anyway. Energy doesn't
hurt."
"Energy for what?" Deb teases.
Billy blushes. Deb love it when Billy blushes. "You know
what I mean," Billy says.
Yes, Deb does know. They hurry through a salad and some
pasta, and then they hurry out of the restaurant and into Billy's
car. Deb doesn't live far from the restaurant, and fifteen
minutes later they are inside Deb's apartment with the door
locked and Billy is leaning into her and kissing her.
"It's been almost a week," Billy says.
Deb mumbles something and kisses her back. "Too long."
"Do you know what I'd like right now?"
"What's that?" Deb says.
"One minute with the Countess Hitachi."
"Now?"
"Yes, now. Please? While I'm still dressed. Dressed and
standing up. I love it when you make me come while I'm standing
up."
And Deb loves it too. Deb leaves her and go to her bedroom
to get her Hitachi. When she returns, Billy hasn't moved; she's
still standing against the wall, waiting. A hot look as Deb waves
the Countess at her. Deb bends down to plug it in, and then she's
up again and she kisses Billy as she switches it on and presses
against Billy with the business end of the Countess pushing at
Billy's skirt between her legs.
Billy groans and starts coming almost immediately. Billy
always comes fast when Deb uses the vibrator. She moves her hips,
pumping at it, and Deb slide her free hand around Billy's hip to
squeeze her ass hard as she starts coming again.
Then Deb pulls away from her. "That's enough for now. Enough
with your clothes on."
"Oh, you're mean," Billy says with a teasing smile.
"I want you naked."
"Yes, but not completely naked. I bought something for you."
"What?"
"You'll see."
She leaves Deb, grabs the small package she brought with
her, and she hurries into the bathroom.
Deb is dripping down the insides of her thighs. She leaves
the vibrator plugged in, puts it on a chair and goes to the
kitchen to find some Vodka and ice for two drinks. She carries
them back to the living room, and as she puts them down on the
coffee table, Billy comes back to her.
Without her skirt.
Still dressed otherwise, but without her skirt and wearing
suspender hose that completely reveal her pussy and ass.
Suspender hose and high heels always get Deb crazy, but this
is actually the first time she has ever seen Billy like this.
Billy does a turn. "Nice?"
"Very." Deb's heart is pumping in her throat.
"Do you like my ass?"
"What do you think?"
"I mean with these tights."
"You're dazzling me."
"I was shopping yesterday, and I was thinking about you, and
suddenly I thought of this and it turned me on."
She moves into Deb's arms and Deb kisses her. Deb puts both
hands on Billy's ass, stroking the cheeks, squeezing them,
feeling the edges of the nylon tights.
Billy murmurs against Deb's ear. "Fuck me in the ass
tonight. You've never done that."
Her voice without any shyness. Billy is hardly ever shy
about anything. Deb feels the shock, her heart pounding again,
the shock of excitement, the shock of the unexpected.
"Anything you want," Deb says.
"It doesn't turn you off?"
"Just the opposite."
"Barry's always asking me, but I never let him do it."
Deb's excitement increases even further. To have a part of
Billy denied her husband. How delicious. Deb won't even ask if
she's had it before. It doesn't matter. Deb knows Billy has been
with other women, but she doesn't care about them.
Deb kisses her again, slides her hands down over Billy's
ass, her fingers tickling the crack and then touching Billy's
anus. Deb feel Billy tremble. The kiss becomes deep and wet as
Deb gently stretches the opening with a fingertip.
Billy groans. "You're teasing me again."
"Yes."
"I bet you do it to everyone you sleep with."
"Do what?"
"Do them in the ass."
"Definitely not."
"I don't believe you."
"Don't you want your drink?"
Billy whispers. "Later. Let's go to the bedroom."
Deb kisses her again, and leads her out of the living room.
The erotic tension between them is fierce, heavy with sharp
expectation.
In Deb's bedroom, Billy removes her blouse. She unhooks her
bra, removes it and drops it on a chair. Her nipples are
extended, a spike at the tip of each small breast. Deb goes to
her, and she run her fingers over Billy's belly and down through
her reddish blonde bush. She gently separates the lips and
finds Billy soaked. She's ready. She's ready and she knows it and
she wants it now.
"What should I do?" Billy says.
"Nothing. Just kneel on the bed."
When she kneels on the bed with her ass in the air, Deb's
legs tremble.
Billy waits for her. She kneels ready and waiting, her skin
glistening, her round ass jutting upward, the crack dark and
wanton, both openings visible.
Deb bends over her, fingertips stroking Billy's sides, her
back, her hips. She kisses Billy's spine, licking along each
vertebra, licking down past the small of her back to the crack
between her buttocks. Deb presses her face into it, sniffing at
Billy, sniffing at the rich smell of her, heavenly female musk
mixed with a faint cologne scent. She flutters her tongue in the
crack, around and over Billy's anus, gently licking it. Billy
whimpers. She moves her hips slowly as Deb keep licking, licking.
Her body shakes as Deb's tongue pushes inside.
Deb loses herself as she rims Billy. More saliva now. Her
fingertip at the opening. More of her finger. Billy pushes back
to get more, her breath coming in gasps.
Deb tells her they ought to use some lubrication if she
wants more than one finger. "I don't want to hurt you."
Deb gets some jelly out of the fridge.
Billy squeals when she feels the cold jelly between her
buttocks.
But it works. Deb's finger slides in and out. Then another
finger. Billy groans. Three fingers. Her body shaking again. Now
she begs for it, begging Deb to fuck her, begging Deb to fuck her
ass.
Deb looks at the two of them in the mirror opposite the bed.
Billy comes as Deb looks at the mirror.
Deb decides she doesn't care what her friends say about
closet married dykes. Her friends don't know Billy. She twists
her fingers in Billy's ass and Billy groans.
end
All comments to the author will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at katherinet_@hotmail.com
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