SLUTBURBIA - Chapter Twelve - The Revelation

Juanita looked at Holden and waited for him to continue. She didn’t know what the fuck he meant by avocado, but she had a feeling he was going to suggest something nasty. She didn’t want to jump the gun though, and come off looking like a stupid slut if it turned out he wanted them all to watch David Letterman and order tea service at midnight.

He raised an eyebrow, motioned for her to undress and pointed his thumb at the girl on the bed.

“What’s happening?” the girl asked, and struggled to get up.

“I want you to meet my friend, that’s all. You can call her Diva,” he said to the girl. “And Diva, I’d like you to meet Fawn. Now let’s get started.” He walked back to the bed where Fawn’s legs were still spread, got in between them and started to slide two fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Juanita was frozen in shock, she didn’t know what he expected of her and didn’t know how to act. She’d never really been with a woman, other than the Book Club make out sessions, but the idea had always fascinated her. There was one time in high school when she let the head cheerleader fondle her breasts and finger her pussy in exchange for a better spot on the squad...but to actually fuck another woman? You can do this, she thought, let’s see how far you can go.

She stripped quietly, folded her jacket and dress, and walked to the bed. The blonde had a gorgeous body, toned and lithe with a fine peach fuzz of blonde hair growing back in on her pussy. This was the kind of woman Juanita hated, the thought of dominating her made her pulse race and her own perfectly waxed pussy wet with anticipation.

“So what do you want me to do?” she asked Holden, still uncertain about how to proceed.

“I want you to get in here and explore. I can tell you want to, look at you almost panting for it already...you can’t wait to taste this sweet juice, can you?” he replied, slowly pulling his fingers out of Fawn and holding them up for Juanita. She leaned forward, closed her eyes and thought what the hell, here I am, and sucked them. She made sure to put on a show for Holden, swirling her tongue around both fingers, making sure to keep the vacuum tight, reminding him of how her mouth felt on his cock. She wasn’t going to let him slip away into the blonde that easily, she wanted to be the main attraction in this show. She was surprised at how much the other woman tasted like herself. Tangy, slightly sweet...not unpleasant at all. This sexual exploration thing might be easier than she thought.

She pulled back, opened her eyes and smiled, licking her lips. Holden was watching her intently, his cock looked painfully hard and she longed to slide herself down it and fuck her tension away. He reached for her, grabbed a handful of her hair and guided her face down to the V in between Fawn’s legs. Juanita complied, she got on her knees in between the widespread legs and let him push her face into Fawn's pussy.

Holden said “Oh fuck yeah, suck that clit, you bitches love this,” and grabbed his cock with his other hand. Fawn replied by squirming and thrusting her pussy upwards towards Juanita. She’s really into this, I need to ramp it up a little. I’m not letting this slut win this round. Juanita felt Holden push harder and let her face reach the slit at last. She slid her tongue up and down the fuzzy lips of the blonde, then plunged it inside, looking for the clit. It was disorienting, finding the right spot on another woman, but powerful to know the effect her tongue would have when she found it.

Fawn bucked and moaned, her hands were restrained but Juanita was sure she’d be grabbing the back of her head if she could. I’m good at this, she thought with satisfaction, I’m good at everything I try. She spread Fawn’s pussy wide, she could see the little nub sticking out so she tongued it harder and slipped a finger inside. She’s looser than me, my kegels are really working. Juanita added another two fingers and started to fuck Fawn’s pussy like her hand was a cock. She managed to keep her tongue on her clit at the same time, impressed with her own skill.

“Oh my god, oh my god, fuck, Diva, I’m cumming,” Fawn screamed and thrust her hips. Juanita felt triumph, she felt like she won a prize by making this bitch scream so hard and so quick. She felt Fawn’s body tense up, stopped moving her fingers and tongue and waited for the tell tale clenching muscles to let her know the other woman had orgasmed. She wasn’t expecting the flood of fluid that accompanied it, but lapped it up eagerly, she wasn’t going to let Holden see her flinch.

After Fawn stopped twitching, she pulled her fingers out and sat up slowly. “That was lovely Fawn, thank you,” she said, smiling at Holden.

“Diva, thank you. That was...amazing,” Fawn replied, her own smile wide.

“It’s not over yet ladies,” Holden said, reaching for a suitcase on the floor. He opened it and Juanita had to laugh at the variety of sex toys inside.

“How on earth do you make it through airport screening? How do you carry these on your bike?” she queried.

“I never fly, and I send all my things ahead,” he replied tersely. He obviously didn’t like being questioned on anything. “Now let’s see, what can we use now?” He pulled out a long, thick dildo and handed it to Juanita. “Ever want to have a cock?” he asked her, eyebrow raised.

Juanita once again didn’t flinch, she took it from him and said “Oh most definitely.” She wasn’t sure what he expected so she positioned herself between Fawn’s knees again and waited to see if he would instruct.

“Well, fuck her with it,” he said at last. “Go slow though, that’s a pretty big one, you want to make sure she’s nice and lubed up first. You might want to get in there and eat her pussy again,” he continued and stroked himself once more. Juanita could not believe his self control. Most men would have cum by now, but then again, Holden wasn’t most men.

She got back into Fawn’s pussy, it was easier this time, she knew what to expect and where to find everything. She fingered her, sucked her clit and felt the other woman loosen up enough that she wanted to try the dildo. She took the latex cock and slowly slid it into Fawn’s depths. She got a perverse pleasure watching the thick cock split the other woman and enter her, it was a powerful feeling, she could understand why men were such sex obsessed idiots.

Holden grabbed her hips and pulled her up. Juanita ended up on her hands and knees, leaving the dildo hanging out of Fawn. Holden slid himself deep inside her pussy and pulled her back onto his lap, leaving her hands free again. He thrust up inside of her a couple of times, then pulled the hair back from her ear and said “I want you to fuck her while I fuck you, fuck her cunt while I fuck yours.”

Juanita almost came right then. This was the craziest, kinkiest thing she had ever done, but sharing the moment with Holden made it all the more intense. She’d always loved sex, and loved being fucked, but doing the fucking filled her with a raging lust she’d never felt before.

She leaned forward slightly, Holden grabbed her throat and hair, holding her tightly in place. She picked up the end of the dildo and pulled it slowly out of Fawn. The other woman was moaning and panting, she was ready for this as much as Juanita was. Holden started thrusting up inside of her again, Juanita matched his thrusts with the dildo, pounding the huge latex cock into Fawn’s pussy. She was fascinated watching this, her lips parting to take it on, feeling Holden inside of her own body. She didn’t want to cum first, but she could feel her orgasm hovering somewhere on the periphery of her consciousness, she knew she was going to explode soon but wanted Fawn to go first.

As though on cue, Fawn let out a scream, her entire body locked up for a second only, then she shuddered and released her orgasm. Juanita watched her face, wishing the blindfold hadn’t obscured most of it, she imagined she could cum just seeing the pure ecstasy in the other woman’s eyes. Holden moved his hands to her waist and increased the force behind his thrusts, he was grunting and close to finishing. Juanita had fucked him enough times to know when he was close. She didn’t want him to reach his peak without her. She pulled the dildo out and pushed her face into Fawn’s gushing slit, she was overcome by the urge to lap up the other woman’s juices while she fell into oblivion with Holden’s cock deep inside of her. Holden gripped her hips, his fingers digging in but the pain just added another sensation for her lust filled body to process, her nerves were on fire and she felt like she was reaching the top of a wave of pleasure, moments from crashing down into raw intensity.

Holden stopped for a moment, she could feel him watching her suck Fawn’s clit, she knew she was putting on a show and the thrill she had at being center stage pushed the wave past the crest. She bucked her hips against his cock, licked Fawn’s clit like a woman starved, and felt every cell in her body explode. She screamed as Holden groaned his own release, she felt Fawn push against her and writhe in pleasure as the three of them completed their crash of raw nerve endings and exploding sensations together.

Juanita collapsed, she’d never felt so limp after a fuck. This took her sex to another level though and she briefly worried that anything after would seem dull by comparison. I can see why that bitch Anna is always lusting for a taste of pussy. She felt Holden pull out and he lay on the bed next to Juanita and Fawn. He reached over and stroked Fawn’s body, tracing the rope pattern up and down, slowly, sensually. Fawn sighed and Juanita joined in Holden’s explorations. The ropes fascinated her, she would have to learn everything she could from Holden. This might be something she could get into.

“Diva?” Fawn asked quietly.

“Yes?”

“I’d like to taste you now, is that ok Holden?”

He chuckled and said “you bitches are all the same, you can’t wait to mash your face into a sopping wet pussy.” He sat up and Juanita joined him. They moved to either side of Fawn, her beautiful body stretched out, the ropes digging into her white flesh, the light making her seem so fresh and vital Juanita wanted to dive back in between her legs. The thought of the other woman eating her own pussy was too much to pass up though.

“I’ll have to take your blindfold off,” Holden informed Fawn as he reached for her face. He untied the blindfold at the back, slowly removed it and said “Fawn, meet Diva...Diva meet-”

Juanita cut him off as she said “Cassandra. Yes, I know her.” Her heart flipped in her chest and she couldn’t draw a breath.

Cassandra looked up, blinked twice and said “Oh my god, Juanita. Does Tony know?”

Holden looked from Juanita to Cassandra and back again. “How do you know each other?”

“This is my best friend’s stepdaughter,” Juanita replied and Cassandra nodded. 

Noting their stunned expressions he said “I guess this concludes our fun for the night, I’ll be in the shower. I don't do drama so see yourselves out please.” He got up and stalked to the bathroom. Juanita thought he was a selfish bastard for leaving them like that, but couldn't really blame him. She had no idea how this was going to play out. She moved to start untying the ropes from Cassandra’s body, ignoring her obvious discomfort.

They said nothing as this happened, Juanita could still taste her on her tongue and smell her on her face, it was definitely a turn on, but this was something she wasn't sure if she could do again. Louise had married a much older man when she was in her twenties. She became the proverbial wicked stepmom and send Cassandra and her brother away to boarding school. Cassandra was now in her mid twenties, just a couple years younger than Juanita, and hated everything there was to hate about Louise...and there was a lot to hate.

Juanita had only met Cassandra maybe three times, she always thought the girl was beautiful, but never imagined she’d be fucking her in a hotel room with a man other than her husband. The funny thing is I’m more worried that she’ll tell Tony than I am about her being related to Louise. Juanita had to admit she would have continued if there wasn’t the element of fear that her husband would find out about her activities when he was out of town.

She helped Cassandra up and sat on the bed next to her. She could hear the shower running and really hated Holden for ditching them in such an awkward place. They both needed to get dressed, but Juanita liked something about sitting completely naked together, it felt intimate in a way she'd never experience with a man.

“I won’t tell Tony, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Cassandra said, breaking the silence.

Juanita looked at her and was surprised to see the sincerity on her face. She definitely wasn’t related to Louise who would see this as a triumph to lord over Juanita’s head. “Are you serious? Oh thank god, thank you,” she replied and reached out to hug her.

She felt the warm, smooth skin under her arms and felt Cassandra’s beautiful breasts press against her and fought the urge to kiss her. Instead Juanita pulled back and said “Do you need a ride somewhere?”

“Could you drop me off at Dad and Louise’s place?”

“Oh, are you living there again?”

“I am, I fell into some trouble and had nowhere else to go.”

“I’m sorry, that must be horrible,” she replied without thinking.

Cassandra laughed and said “You’ve got it. I don’t know why you’ve always been so nice to Louise, she’s such a racist cunt.” She reached out and stroked Juanita's arm and continued “I think she’s jealous to be honest, you’re so much prettier than any of them.”

Juanita felt an electric thrill travel up her arm where Cassandra touched her skin. Her pussy immediately heated up and she could feel the wetness in response. This is interesting, one taste of vagina and I'm suddenly a lesbian? She was confused but intrigued by her response.

“I need to get home,” she reluctantly said. She just wasn’t quite ready to fuck Cassandra immediately, her brain needed time to process what had happened here. Besides, Holden had made it very clear that he was done with them.

The two of them got dressed and slipped out as Holden was finishing up his shower. There was an unspoken agreement that they didn’t want to be around when he came out of the bathroom. He didn’t seem like an irrational man, but they didn’t want to test his patience.

On the drive home, both women relaxed as they chatted. Juanita was pleased that she really liked Cassandra, she was intelligent, funny and bright...and not a racist cunt.

“So why exactly did you have to move back home?” she asked.

“I hate to admit it, but the loser I was living with booted me out,” Cassandra replied. “He’s a small time petty thief, I met him in college when he tried to rip off my dorm room. It’s so stupid, but I got caught up in the dangerous excitement of dating him. I’m such a thrill junkie.”

“Ha! I know how you feel. Why do you think I’m sneaking off in the middle of the night to fuck a man like Holden?”

The women laughed over their shared interests and Cassandra continued, “The thing is, and please don’t hate me when I tell you this...and you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone...”

“I swear, it doesn’t leave this car. Besides, you’ve got a lot of dirt on me, right?”

“Ok, well, I’m pregnant.”

They were at a red light, thank god, or Juanita thought she would have driven right into a light pole.

“What the hell Cassandra! What are you doing with Holden then? How long have you known him?”

“Um, I just met him today,” she blushed and looked down.

Juanita felt bad for the other girl and had the sudden urge to hold her and comfort her. And feel that warm, smooth body against mine again. Instead she said “How far along are you? You don’t even look like it.”

“I know, just a couple of months. My mom didn’t show with either of us until the last month though.” She looked ashamed and continued “There’s more though, please don’t hate me. Do you promise?”

“I couldn’t hate you, I actually really like you,” Juanita admitted and she really meant it.

“Well...I don’t know who the father is. The guy I was living with doesn’t know though, he just booted me out because he’s an asshole.”

“Oh my god, what are you going to do? How many men could be the dad?”

“It’s between two of them. My boyfriend, he’s white. And a black guy, a doctor at the clinic we went to for my boyfriend’s addiction issues.”

“Well, I guess you’ll know soon enough,” she laughed and Cassandra joined her. Juanita was usually so judgemental, but she felt nothing but compassion and the urge to protect Cassandra. She couldn’t imagine being put in that spot and thanked her lucky stars for birth control. “Have you thought about having an abortion?”

“I did, and I still am, but I just don’t know if I could go through with it.”

“That’s understandable, it’s all about choice after all, right?” Cassandra nodded and smiled at her. Juanita felt like she was making a very good friend. A friend with a nice pussy and even nicer tits. “What were you doing with Holden though? Are you just feeling super horny because of the hormones?”

Cassandra looked even more ashamed, if that was possible. “Well, I’ve been hanging around the hotel restaurant for a few days looking for somebody to pick up. I knew the guys eating there would have money, even if they looked as scruffy as Holden. I thought the worst case scenario would be if I could pin the baby on one of them and get a little cash out of the deal.”

“Wouldn’t they want a paternity test though?”

“Most would probably just throw money at me to get rid of us, I was counting on that. Holden fit the bill, clearly a bit of a sociopath, not father material, but obviously very wealthy in spite of his little bike gang persona.”

Juanita had never considered Holden as anything other than a rough biker type. She always assumed his boss was the one footing the bill for everything. She was intrigued by the idea that he might be rich, imagine landing a prize like him...what would Louise think then?

“I think I might have met my devious match,” she smiled at Cassandra. “Why don’t you just come home with me and spend the night? We can work on fixing your problems, and I have the most amazing soaker tub....it’s big enough for two.” Will she bite? Juanita hoped she would, she wanted another taste of Cassandra and loved the idea of setting Holden up, either making him date her properly, or milking him for enough money to possibly leave Tony.

Cassandra shot her a beautiful smile, reached over and rubbed Juanita’s leg and said “I would love that, really love that.” Juanita kept her hands on the wheel so Cassandra wouldn’t see them trembling. My life just got very interesting, she thought and pressed down on the accelerator.

Stay tuned for Chapter Thirteen

SLUTBURBIA - Chapter Eleven - The Vendetta

"You're a selfish cunt!" one of her friends typed when Jenny was trying to explain that she was taking a break from their private online chat group.

Mommy boards were the devil.  This wasn't the first time she'd tried to walk away, but no matter how badly Jenny wanted to escape, like a vortex, they just kept sucking her back in.  There was always some new excuse to go back one last time and read some asinine thread about nothing of substance, filled with idiotic drivel and drunken rage posts about how one group of bitchy e-friends is so much better than some other group of bitchy e-friends.  They were all dumbasses.  Every last one of them.  Jenny hadn't always felt that way though.  There was a time when she'd counted on the friends she made on the internet, all those late nights they spent chatting about everything and nothing.   They'd laughed and cried, they'd helped support one another through trivial life events like baby showers and first birthdays.  They talked about how to spike baked goods for meddling mother-in-laws, a little ex-lax powder in the brownie mix.  But now things were just getting out of hand.  Just a few weeks before, somebody's husband was caught sexting with a co-worker, and Jenny watched in disgust as the other girls spent hours coming up with elaborate schemes of revenge.

They'd taken a collection to rent a billboard near the hospital and plastered, "Heidi the Nurse is a Whorey Whore," for the world to see.  And now the resident drunk poster was urging the bitter wife to leave Heidi the Nurse's phone number for unsuspecting men trying to find hookers on Craigslist.  That resident drunk poster was something else, talk about a pathetic case of insecurity and going-nowhere-edness.  Jenny didn't know shit about child-rearing, but it was safe to say that bitch's kids were rarely fed, bathed or cuddled.  But considering how much she'd bitched about being touched, Jenny wasn't so sure resident drunk poster's kids were being cuddled anyway.  It reminded Jenny of that psychology study she'd read about in college, where one monkey baby was raised in a cage with nothing but food and water, and the other monkey baby was given a cloth doll.  The monkey with the cloth doll made it, but the monkey that didn't have any kind of physical contact with anything else?  It withered away and died.

These ladies were gross.  At least Jenny had kept her internet fuckery to a bare minimum, only getting online after she was done with work or reading a book.  It was always amazing to see how these crazies could spend twenty-two hours out of the day fighting with other crazies on the internet.  And it was becoming pretty obvious that they had no interest in making any real changes to their lives, they just wanted to bitch and complain.  It had been entertaining to watch unfold, for awhile anyway, but now the whole going-nowhere-with-their-lives-edness was getting stale as fuck.  AND they were doing shit like taking out Craigslist ads to fuck with Heidi the Whorey Whore nurse, which Jenny thought was really crossing the line. 

If they'd have wanted to take out a billboard or a Craigslist ad to humiliate the cheating husband, THAT would have been something Jenny could get behind.  She never could understand why these stupid bitches wasted their time getting even with the mistress when it was the husband who'd been doing the fucking around.  They must need the paycheck, Jenny had tried to justify their crap, but now she read their posts and wanted to just puke.  Get a fucking job and some self-respect.  Of course, she could never say that because it would have sounded arrogant and condescending, and then they'd have turned on her and started taking out Craigslist ads to stalk and humiliate her.  These bitches were crazy, and she was checking out.

She'd been conflicted about leaving at first.  It hadn't mattered that they were all mentally unbalanced.  They'd supported her during all of her troubles, and sure, she'd been lying to them about being a mother and having a sick kid, but other than that one stupid lie, she'd shared a piece of her fucking soul with those women she'd met on the internet.  And now they were turning against her.  How dare they be this upset that she didn't have time to listen to their complaints about cheating husbands and snotty kids, or tolerate their general hysterical pregnancy malaise, their racist undertones, their self-defeatist bullshit?

"You stupid bitch," someone else chimed in, "We've done everything for you and now that you disagree with one thing we did, you're just going to leave?"  It was true, she'd disagreed with taking out the Craigslist ad, but the real reason Jenny was leaving was because she didn't have time for their shit anymore.  She had a gorgeous new boyfriend, and real friends.  Real friends in the real world.  She and Victor were spending every free minute together, and Anna had called her every day since they'd had that lucky little car accident.  She'd even invited Jenny to come have lunch at the club.

"Sorry, ladies," she typed, "I just need to focus on the real world."  And then she clicked the little X to close the browser on her monitor.  Fuck those psychos on the mommy board.  They weren't her friends, they proved that when they'd jumped her ass over and over for needing a break from their constant drama.  Besides, who were they to judge her?  Half of them were pregnant and had no clue who their baby's daddy was.  Jenny had better things to do than help these sluts figure out which asshole had creamed their cervix with baby sauce.  Their words, not hers.  A thousand better things to do.  Like worry about her career, or fucking her new boyfriend.  Picturing his gorgeous face and huge cock in her mouth, the angst over the mommy board psychos started fading fast, and in an instant she was fucking over it entirely.  Back to focusing on her real life, and her gorgeous new lover.

Victor was everything she'd been waiting for all these years.  He was good-looking, kind, and a small shiver made its way down her spine when she thought about how his voice sounded as it vibrated against her skin, whispering sweet and dirty things into her ear.  He hadn't been Jenny's first lover, but he'd been the only real one.  The first one hadn't counted, he was just some cook at the restaurant she worked at in college, he'd been from some obscure mountain village in South America.  Cute, but Jenny laughed remembering how small his dick had been, the condom kept falling off.  Like a pinky finger.  Victor didn't have that problem.  His cock was enormous, like a fucking bull, and she couldn't wait to get home from work so she could feel it inside of her again.

She wrapped up the rest of her accounts receivable and raced back to her house, whipping her little Prius into the driveway.  She still needed to drop it off and have the repairs done from when Anna had run into her, but it just hadn't seemed like much of a priority.  She threw her crap on the couch before taking the stairs two at a time to make her way to the shower.  The hot water hit her scalp and she closed her eyes while she massaged the shampoo into her hair.  Suddenly there were two large strong hands running down her back towards her ass, she jumped in fright.  She turned around with soap still in her eyes and Victor held her tightly to his naked body.

"You shouldn't have left your door unlocked," he growled.  Her heart was still racing, but relief flushed through her as she turned back to the water and continued rinsing her hair and face.

"I was hoping you'd sneak in and scare the fuck out of me."

"Do you get away with that kind of language at work?" he laughed, "Or do all big-time accountants talk like that?"  His hands were smooth against her skin, rubbing the floral scented shampoo into her freshly waxed legs.  Jenny felt a flash of insecurity, wondering if she was still attractive to him in the light of the day, but she pushed it away quickly, reminding herself that he wouldn't be there if he hadn't thought she was sexy.  Are men ever this insecure?

"We big-time accountants are known for our filthy mouths," she said matter-of-factly, and then purred, "Let me show you what else we're known for."  She turned around and knelt seductively between his legs, the hot water splashing against her back.  Her hands started at his ankles and moved up to massage his strong legs and thighs, the blond hairs running through her fingers.  Fuck, he's beautiful.  Victor leaned back against the tile and she looked up into his face, he was watching her curiously.  He had more experience than she did, but Jenny was determined to play catch up.

She gently rubbed his cock and watched it grow as the blood slowly started pumping through it.  She looked up one last time and smiled before moving her lips towards his dickhead.  Her hands made their way back to his legs, exploring his body as she took his cock into her mouth.  She licked and sucked, taking more and more of into her mouth.  Victor let out a sigh and relaxed a little more, shifting his weight against the tile wall.

"You're getting good at that," he mumbled.  Jenny pulled his dick out of her mouth and smiled up at him.  Victor didn't talk much, so the praise was welcomed.

"You think so?" she asked, then renewed her enthusiastic blow job.  His dick grew harder in her mouth and Jenny's body tingled when he reached down and gently caressed her nipples with his fingertips.

"I know so," he answered.  Jenny took him as far into her mouth as she could manage, and without warning he pulled away and growled, "Hey!  Are you trying to make me cum already?"  She laughed and stood to kiss her first love, this gorgeous motherfucker with his mischievous grin and tight ass.  Goddamn, I'm lucky.

"I wouldn't dream of it," she kissed him again, "I need to get fucked first."  Victor kissed her back, his hands moved down her back to the curve under her ass, pulling her tightly to him.

"I won't argue with that."  He kissed her, moving a slippery hand between her legs.  Jenny was already ready to explode, she'd been fantasizing about his fingers inside of her all day.  When his thumb circled her clit and he drove two fingers inside, she let her head fall back away from their kiss.

"No!" he demanded, "Kiss me."  He moved his free hand to her neck, pulling her mouth back to his, his tongue slipping inside while he massaged her pussy below.  Jenny moaned into his mouth as that first orgasm took over, her cunt quivering while he pressed his fingers into her g-spot.  When she finally started to relax, he spun her around against the tile and she felt his dickhead slip between her legs.

"Fuck," he growled, "I love this big ass."  He grabbed her roughly by the hips, kissing her neck from behind.  Jenny spread her legs, inviting him in.

"Fuck me already then," she demanded, reaching behind her to pull him closer.  He took his time slipping his dick into her soaking pussy and Jenny melted as the pressure grew with every new inch he claimed.  When he'd finally filled her, moans escaped both of their mouths and Jenny exploded again.

"Cum all over that dick," Victor told her, pulling her to him as she struggled to stand against the shower tile.  He held his thick hard cock unmoving inside of her, enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm.  Just when she thought she was done cumming, Victor finally started to withdraw, pulling out halfway and then pushing back inside of her to the hilt.  He fucked her slowly at first, and then built up the speed until Jenny thought she'd collapse in pleasure... he was a fucking professional. 

He reached around to tug and play with her nipples, driving harder into her now, and without warning, he mumbled into her ear, "Fuck, Jenny, I think I love you..."

Suddenly she was cumming for a third time.

***

She'd thought he might have only said he loved her during the heat of the moment, but then they'd spent all night talking, kissing, fucking... and he'd sworn he meant it.  He'd said, "Before you, I'd have never believed I could fall in love so quickly... but it's happening, and I won't pretend it's not."  And Jenny's heart had melted.

She was living in the clouds afterwards, but she was tired this morning.  Still, Jenny wasn't going to miss lunch with Anna and her friend, Margarita.  Walking into the club to meet them, Jenny was suspicious, as she'd always been, of any attractive female.  It was her experience that they'd always wind up being vicious cunts who looked good on the outside, but felt like shit on the inside, and they liked to take it out on the nearest fat girl, perpetually desperate to make themselves feel better at somebody else's expense.  Anna swore Jenny would love her other new friend though, and Jenny was learning to take more risks when it came to letting herself be vulnerable.  Victor was doing a lot of wonderful things for her.

Anna had all but proved she was interested in being a genuine friend to Jenny, as soon as she'd pulled it together she'd called her insurance company and told them that she'd been at fault in the accident.  If Anna was only being kind for some selfish, superficial reason, so far it had evaded Jenny.  It looked like Anna might genuinely want to be a friend to her.  And Jenny knew how to treat people who were good to her.  She'd been wow'd by the story Anna relayed regarding the beast of burden in Anna's life, her ex-lover-stalker-Snow-White-Sarah, and despite knowing now that Jackson hadn't cared about Anna's having fooled around with her, Jenny was determined to help her new friend get this bitch out of her life for good.  After hearing about the scene she'd caused in the grocery store, Jenny knew better than to think Snow-White-Sarah would walk away without making more trouble for Honey-Gold-Anna. 

Jenny had a plan.  She wasn't going to let that Snow White stalker bitch run around town thinking she could destroy an innocent woman's reputation, not after Jenny had seen time and time again exactly what Snow-White-Sarah's role had been in that little fling.  This wasn't some Heidi the Whorey Whore nurse misplaced anger vendetta, this was about getting even with a woman who actually had it coming... and Jenny was on fire when it came to defending her new bff.  Make no mistake, these girls were getting close, and it was like it had happened overnight.  From the awkward hug when Anna had wiped her tears on Jenny's shirt and well into those few last weeks, Jenny and Anna were becoming tight as thieves.  They'd gone for drinks at happy hour, chatted on the phone, friended each other on facebook.  They found they had a lot of things in common, political views, movies they both adored... it had surprised them both that they shared so many common interests, not the least of which was a love for reading. 

When they'd discovered they both loved to read, that they'd read all the same books and loved the same genres, that's when Jenny knew how she'd get even with Juanita for being such a judgmental cunt... and get that stalker bitch Snow-White-Sarah out of Anna's life for good.  They were going to start a new book club, something hip and fun, something to rival Juanita's piece of shit group that showed up for cheap steak hors d'oeuvres  and iced Moscato.  A killer new book club that women would be dying to get in on.  

Jenny walked into the lounge at the club, finding Anna in the small crowd waving enthusiastically as she made her way over.  She walked towards her new friend, smiling, feeling good about her life, about her new Tall, Dark and Blue Tarp boyfriend, about having left behind those psychos on the mommy board, and feeling excited about the fabulous book club she was about to organize.  She even had books she was already considering, she couldn't wait to tell Anna all about it.

First on their list?  Mary's Mosaic.

Continue to Chapter Twelve!