Strangers

by Fantasy Bard

Thanks to the beta readers who read the unfinished product and helped clean up the errors.  You know who you are.

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Jacq strolled down the sidewalk swinging her heavy, muscular arms just as she had done every day of her life. Her biceps bulged from lifting weights and moving all the heavy boxes on the loading dock where she worked. Her thick boots clunked loudly with each step she took as her stride ate up the mile and a half distance from her apartment to her job. She walked without even looking where she was going. She had traversed this path so many times in the past. Her mind was drifting to the hot cocktail server that had flirted with her last night. She mentally kicked herself again as she remembered she had not taken her up on the obvious offer of a quick romp in bed. Lord I surely need one too, Jacq mumbled to herself as she tucked her head down and charged forward.

Suddenly, Jacq stopped dead in her forward movement as she barreled into a figure directly in front of her. The woman before Jacq lost her balance and fell backward onto the pavement. She landed on her backside letting out a loud “Ummphhhhh!” as she hit the ground.

She looked up and up and up as her eyes followed a pair of denim clad legs all the way to the person’s face at which she saw an imposing woman standing directly over her.

“Are you hurt?” Jacq asked gratingly.

“No, I don’t think so,” the young woman stated as she scrambled to try to stand.

Jacq reached out and grabbed her by the arm, yanking her quickly back up onto her feet.

“Good, then watch where the hell you are going when you barrel out of a bar this early in the morning,” Jacq stated as she stepped around her and headed on down the walk.

The young woman shook her head in disbelief that anyone could be so rude. Ignorant bitch! Who the hell does she think she is throwing her weight around? Wish she had stayed I would have given her a piece of my mind. Shit, she wouldn’t have understood me anyway. She angrily dusted off the seat of her pants and proceeded across the street to the coffee house, her original destination before she decided to stop inside the Tic Toc Lounge to talk a friend who owned the bar.

*****

Jacq clocked in as the eight o’clock whistle blew for work. She pulled her gloves out of her back pocket and swaggered out onto the loading dock. Hank looked over at her from his position at the back of the delivery truck. He grabbed his crotch and gently shook it toward Jacq in greeting. She reached down, clinched her own crotch in mock return and nodded in his direction. “Fucking brotherhood greeting,” she mumbled under her breath.

Meanwhile, Jacq jumped upon the loading dock and began tossing the boxes into the back of the delivery truck. Hank looked on making sure that nothing burst open under the force of stacking them one on top of the other. He made no move to help, as he was a driver, not a loader. Not only that, he knew that Jacq could handle these packages in twice the time it would take him to wrestle with their weight and bulk.

“Heard you ain’t laid anyone lately. Having to grease the ol' five fingers instead?” He asked as he watched the muscles strain across her back as she lifted one larger than usual box.

“Go fuck yourself, dickhead,” Jacq replied as she grunted under the weight of the box. “So happens I have had plenty of opportunity. Unlike you, I don’t fuck around and tell the world.”

“Oh yeah? Says who?” Hank asked as he jumped off the ramp and walked toward the front of the truck. He struck up a match as he lit a cigarette and then leaned back against the front of the truck, waiting on Jacq to finish the loading.

Bastard could a helped so we could have been done much quicker. Sorry assed prick. Jacq thought to herself as she pulled the next full pallet over to be loaded on the truck.

Jacq continued working at a steady pace throughout the day. As she worked, she thought about what she and Hank had been discussing. It had been some time since she had last had sex and she was more than ready for a bit of hot tail. She wished again that she had taken up the server’s invitation last night. She decided that Friday night she would go prowling and pickup someone to help relieve her itch.

*******

Brianna stormed into the coffee shop still angry over the rudeness of the woman who had knocked her on her ass. It was worse by the fact that Brianna never even had a chance to tell her what she thought of her crude manners. Brianna sat down tentatively at one of the tables near the front of the coffee shop. The young male server saw her as she sat down and walked over.

“Boss, what’s wrong?” he asked Brianna.

“I ran into a steel locomotive and was knocked flat on my ass.” Brianna replied. “I hurt like hell.”

“Is there anything I can do?” he questioned as he winced along with her when she shifted in the chair.

“No, just give me a few minutes and a cup of latté. That will go a long way to helping me settle down.” Looking down, Brianna noted that one of the nails on her right hand was chipped.

Well damn. She said to herself. Good thing I have an appointment this afternoon. That fucking dyke has nearly ruined my day.

Later that afternoon, Brianna watched as the manicurist applied a final coat of gleaming red polish to her long, nicely formed nails. She held her hands up and stared at the nails, loving the look of them on her hands. She could barely wait to feel herself raking her nails along the tender skin of her lover's back. Too bad I don’t have a lover right now, she thought to herself as she waited for her nails to dry and thinking about the invitation she'd received for Friday night.

What the hell. Syd invited me over to the club Friday night. I’m horny as hell, looking for a play toy so why not take her up on the offer. Brianna mentally made plans to leave the closing to her partner on Friday so that she could get ready early to go out. Living over the coffee shop and across the street from where she usually clubbed had its advantages. Brianna found that it was much easier to pick up a lover and bring them home for her special treatment now that she lived within walking distance of the lounge.

*****

Friday rolled around and Brianna looked at her watch and turned to her partner. “Sue, I am taking off now. I have a hot date planned for tonight and I want to be sure everything, including me, is perfect. Think you can handle the rest of the afternoon?” She asked Sue.

“Sure Bri, go on with you. I’ve been closing more years than you’ve been living. Have a good one tonight and I don’t just mean time. Hope you get lucky.” Sue smiled and waved Brianna on out the door. Brianna dipped to the right of the store and climbed the stairs that lead to her apartment over the shop. She bubbled with excitement over her planned events for the night.

Brianna moved around the apartment, making sure she straightened up for any company she planned to bring back to her place. She walked into her bedroom where she knew most of her evening would be spent or at least she hoped and changed the linens on the bed, making sure it was fresh and clean. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she opened the top drawer of the bedside table to make sure that her favorite items would be close on hand. Looking inside she ticked off the items in her vision. There were several dildos and double-ended ones for both her pleasure as well as her partners. She shifted until she found two sets of soft padded restraints. There was a blindfold, nipple clamps, a small round paddle, a vibrator and numerous flavored oils. She checked to be sure that that her harness was in the drawer also. Brianna had found out the hard way that a mood could be readily broken if she had to get up and move around the room gathering her play toys while her partner waited impatiently in readiness.

Tonight, Brianna was in the mood to be the aggressor instead of the passive receiver. She wanted the unbridled power of dominating her partner and taking her to the edge of orgasms only to withhold it until her partner’s body begged for release.

After the room was prepared, Brianna dressed for the evening. She showered and then dried with care. Looking in the mirror, she once again admired the rings that pierced her nipples. She found the friction of the rings against her blouses kept her nipples hypersensitive all the time. She reached over to her dressing table and picked up her powdered rouge. With a wisp of the brush, she dusted her areola and nipple with red blush, making them much darker. She gently patted her mound with care, making sure she did not catch the nap from the towel in the barbell that pierced the hood of her clit. She had caught it before, causing excruciating pain. She softly ran her fingers over her labia to be sure that she had shaved the hair close enough. She wanted nothing detracting from the feeling in her clit from the piercing.

Looking in the mirror, she admired her entire body, liking the way her 34 C breasts rose pertly on her chest and the tight hips curved sharply leading to her long, well contoured legs. Tossing her wavy, long auburn hair over her shoulders, she walked naked into her bedroom to finish dressing. Brianna slipped into a strapless black bra before drawing on a black silk blouse. She pulled on sheer black panty hose, leaving her underwear off. Finally, she shimmied into a short, tight mini skirt that hugged her shapely hips. She looked like a black cat getting ready to go on the prowl and nothing was closer to the truth.

****

Meanwhile, Jacq again walked methodically to work. This time she carried a backpack with a change of clothes inside. She planned to stop at the Tic Top Lounge after work and find someone to help her pass the long lonely hours, as well as relieve the sexual desires she was having. She walked into the break room; hung up the outfit she carried and stuffed her bag into the bottom of the locker. She locked the locker for the first time in a long time in order to keep her fellow workers from looking through her bag. She knew that is what they would do because she had joined them too many times at someone else’s expense. Walking out of the break room, Jacq picked up a clipboard and began her work for the day. She pushed all thoughts of the evening from her mind as she filled orders for the day.

Finally...Jacq finished her work for the week. She moved back into the lounge where she hollered out. “Bitch on deck. Everyone out, I’m changing clothes.”

No one remained in the lounge but Jacq. She walked over to the door where she flipped the lock to keep anyone from walking in on her while she cleaned up for her night on the town. She quickly showered, drying off as she walked naked toward her locker. Removing the lock, she lifted out her backpack. Reaching into the bag, Jacq removed a harness and dildo, which she quickly slipped into place. Jacq was ready for sex and already highly aroused.

Jacq reached back into her locker taking out a pair of supple leather pants. Slipping them on, she reached down and adjusted her dildo, making sure that it lay snugly along her crotch alerting the women that she was on the prowl. Giving the dildo one more adjustment so it was lying comfortably in her pants, Jacq pulled on a gray sports bra followed by a dark tank top. She tucked the tails into her pants as she sat down to put on her socks and boots. Within minutes, she was ready to go. She jammed her soiled clothes and bag back into the locker, left the building, and headed for the Tic Toc Lounge.

****

As Brianna slowly made her way down the steps from her apartment, she looked across the street at the lounge. She stopped abruptly in her downward assent as she watched an imposing woman getting ready to enter the lounge. Well, well, if it isn’t Miss Hit and Run from yesterday she said to herself. Still hidden on the stairs across the street from the lounge, Brianna took in the appearance of the woman entering the lounge. She liked what she saw from the back. She could nearly feel the woman wrapping her strong arms around her and leading her down onto the bed. The area between her legs began to dampen as her thoughts flowed with vivid sexual images of the two of them making love. Taking a deep breath, Brianna shook off the fantasy and continued on her trek across the street to the lounge.

Jacq elbowed her way toward the bar, taking time to scope out the women as she moved forward. She caught several glances her way as some of the women looked her over and licked their lips in anticipation of what they could see. One woman in particular rose from her table and intercepted Jacq as she moved closer to the bar.

“May I buy you a drink,” the stranger asked Jacq.

Jacq glanced down, seeing a short woman with bleached blonde hair looking up at her. She watched as the woman ran her tongue sensuously over her lips while waiting for Jacq to answer. Jacq could see the woman’s nipples straining against her tee shirt. She could smell the sexy musk radiating from her body.

“I’d much rather dance. Care to join me?” Jacq answered finally.

The woman nodded her head and stepped closer. Jacq reached out and took her by the elbow, guiding her onto the dance floor. She could feel the heat of the woman beneath her hand and her own pulse quickened with lust. Moving onto the dance floor, Jacq pulled her into her arms, reaching around and placing her hands over both of the woman’s hips. As they began to move to the music, Jacq pulled the woman's lower body up against the crotch of her pants. The woman moaned deep in her throat as she felt the bundle tucked away inside of Jacq’s pants.

Jacq could feel the dildo trapped between the two of them as they danced slowly with each other. Jacq grounded herself against the woman’s pelvis, as her own hormones began to rage. Her pelvis was on fire with desire. She could feel the dildo pressing against her mound and on occasion rubbing against her clit. Her body began to tremble as the woman in her arms began to bump rhythmically against her lower regions. The woman rotated her hips and ground her mound hard against the front of Jacq’s pants, stroking herself firmly against the bulge Jacq was hiding. Jacq could feel her begin to tremble in her arms, as she rubbed harder and ground more. The woman reached up and pulled Jacq’s head closer to hers. She blew into Jacq’s ear before slowly tracing her wet tongue along her earlobe. The woman whispered, “I want you now. I want you to fuck me. I want you deep inside of me, hard and fast. Follow me.”

The woman moved back out of Jacq’s arms, leaving her feeling adrift and very alone. The woman then reached out and took Jacq by the hand, leading her across the room to the corridor leading to the ladies room. It was dark along the corridor and nearly pitch-black directly past the ladies room where the light failed to reach the very end. They walked quickly to the end of the hall where they were concealed by the darkness. They could hear the sounds around them and see the people moving around the room as they turned toward each other.

The stranger moved closer toward Jacq and rubbed her body against the front of Jacq’s body.

“I want you now, hard and fast. I want to feel you deep inside my hot box. Take me right here and now,” she demanded as she continued to grind against the dildo locked between them.

Jacq pushed her back enough to twirl her around and shove her toward the wall.

“Lean over,” these were the first words that Jacq had spoken to her since they had paired up to dance.

Again, the woman moaned as she raised her hands, placing them against the wall as she lowered herself toward the wall, causing her hips to protrude out toward Jacq. Jacq leaned over the back of her hips, pressing hard against her ass as she reached down and slid the woman’s skirt up over her hips. Leaning further over her back, Jacq blew against the back of her neck as she slid her hands under the woman’s panties and shoved them off her hips, letting them drop to a heap over her feet.

“Spread out your legs more,” Jacq whispered into her ear.

She felt the woman shift, opening herself up for her to enter. Jacq moved one of her hands around and underneath the woman’s body until her fingers slid across the woman’s hot mound. The woman moaned deep in her throat as she felt Jacq’s fingers teasing her slit open. Jacq ran her middle finger slowly up and down her slit, teasing her clit with her fingertip as she pressed harder into her core. She dipped the tip of her middle finger into the woman’s center and felt the warm moist liquid that was already beginning to gather and leak slowly out of her burning channel.

“Oh yes….Oh God,” the woman groaned aloud as Jacq pressed deeper into her hot wet center.

“Shhhhhh. Be quieter,” Jacq spoke softly. While still working her finger in and out of the center of the woman’s pussy, Jacq reached down and unzipped her pants. Reaching inside she pulled the dildo out from within her pants, pulling it out firmly until it locked well against the harness she wore. Jacq pulled her finger out of the woman’s depth and spread the moisture along her slit. She wrapped her hand around the dildo and positioned it at the entrance to the woman’s slit. With a single, quick, hard thrust of her hips, Jacq slid the dildo deep into the stranger. She felt her taking a deep breath with the force of the penetration. As Jacq began sliding it in and out of her, the woman leveraged her hands more firmly against the wall and began thrusting herself onto the dildo. Jacq pressed harder and deeper, moving faster in and out of the woman’s body, as she felt her own body beginning to peak. With one last hard thrust, Jacq felt her body orgasm as the stranger continued to ride the dildo deep inside until she too cried out in ecstasy.

“Oh! Shit! Excuse me.” Jacq heard a voice say as she folded her body over the strangers’ while her senses returned to normal. Jacq turned her head at the sound of the voice and noted a woman standing just beyond the darkness she was hidden within. Jacq looked at her quizzically, almost as if she should know who she was. Then it dawned on her that the woman dressed all in black looking at her fucking this stranger was none other than the woman she had run over yesterday morning.

Jacq returned her stare saying, “Like what you see? You want some too?”

Brianna turned away with embarrassment for having been caught staring. She moved quickly into the ladies room.

Meanwhile, Jacq straightened up, pulling her dildo from within the depths of the woman beneath her. It pulled out with a wet pop, as the woman groaned again, when the dildo withdrew along her sensitive inner canal. Jacq stood, wiping the dildo against the underside of the woman’s skirt before once again tucking it into her pants. Leaving the woman slumped against the wall with her underwear still down around her ankles, Jacq told her as she walked away, “Thanks babe that was good. See you around.”

With that comment, Jacq turned, heading back toward the bar.

*******

Brianna was washing her hands as the woman from the hallway entered the bathroom. Brianna looked in the mirror and recognized the woman behind her. She turned and said, “God, Lesley, you’ll fuck anyone, won’t you. You slut.”

“Damn she was hot. She knew how to handle her equipment. Fuck, she made me come two times before she came herself.” Lesley answered.

“Just like a dog in heat.” Brianna answered gruffly. She had been turned on by the scene in the hallway and knew that it only added to the frustration her body was already feeling.

“Get over here and eat me,” Brianna demanded of Lesley.

“How about we slide across to your place where I can really take care of you and you can take care of me,” Lesley prompted.

“Fuck yes. Come on cunt, let’s go.” Brianna stated as she turned toward the door, knowing that Lesley would follow her. She and Lesley had been having sex off and on for several months. Both knew just how far to take their games and just what the other expected and needed to be fulfilled. Brianna was excited that she would be getting to “play” much earlier than she expected.

Jacq stood at the bar taking a deep draft on the beer she held in her hand. She watched as the woman in black and the one she had just had sex with walked toward the front of the bar. From this distance, Jacq admired the curved shape of the woman in black. After running her eyes from her head to her feet, Jacq looked into her face, as she grew nearer. The woman glared daggers in her direction. The other woman, the quickie, double stepped to keep up with the woman in black. As she neared Jacq, she heard the woman trailing along say, “Bri, god damn it, slow down. I have to run to keep up with you.”

Jacq finished her beer, stood and turned to pay her tab as the two women left the bar. She followed within minutes. As she walked out the door, she noted the women climbing the stairs to the apartment complex directly across from the lounge. Several other patrons came out of the door and bumped against Jacq, bringing her attention back to the fact she still needed to walk home. Turning toward her house, she started at a brisk pace, knowing she should be home within twenty minutes.

****

Brianna opened the door to her apartment and walked in, knowing that Leslie would follow without having to be invited within. She crossed the room and leaned down to turn on a single lamp. Leslie kicked off her shoes as she entered the apartment. She walked up behind Brianna just as she stood up. Leslie reached around Brianna and slid her hands over her breasts, filling both her hands with Brianna’s breasts. She leaned her body up against the back of Brianna’s body, rubbing against her hips as she continued to pinch and pull on Brianna’s breasts.

Brianna reached up and removed Leslie’s hands from her breasts as she turned around to face Leslie.

“Take off your clothes,” she told Leslie as she stood with her arms crossed over one another.

“All of them?” Leslie asked.

“All of them and be quick about it or I’ll tear them off,” Brianna replied.

Leslie stripped as quickly as she could, slinging her clothes wherever they happened to land. Brianna watched becoming more turned on. She noted that Leslie did not have her panties on.

“Leslie, where are your underwear?” She asked as Leslie dropped her skirt to the floor.

“I left them in the bar. They were kind of trampled under my feet and there is no telling what had been on that floor. I just couldn’t put them back on.” Leslie replied.

“Shit. When are you going to learn how dangerous that can be?” Brianna asked her as Leslie walked back to her totally naked.

“Never I guess,” she answered with a grin. “Can I kiss you now?”

“No, not until I tell you that you can,” Brianna answered. “Come here and undress me.”

Leslie reached out, unfastened the front of Brianna’s blouse, and unclipped the front clasped bra.

“Oh baby! When did you have this done?” She asked as she reached out and fingered the nipple rings shining from the tips of Brianna’s breasts. “I like…I like it a lot.” She flipped the rings a couple more times, watching Brianna’s nipples draw up even tighter into a tight bead.

Brianna reached up and squeezed Leslie’s hands tightly making her cringe in pain.

Leslie slid her hands down Brianna’s body until they stopped at her waist. She encircled Brianna’s waist and slowly stroked as she tried to pull Brianna closer. She lifted her face to kiss Brianna but was stopped before their mouths touched. Reaching down Brianna shoved Leslie’s hands away from her body while pushing her down onto her knees in front of her.

“NO! Not now. You haven’t finished your task yet. Finish undressing me.” Brianna said in a stern tone.

Leslie slid Brianna's tight skirt over her hips, pulling it down toward the floor. She looked up at Brianna standing before her. Brianna had on nothing but a pair of pantyhose and her heels. She was nude beneath the hose and the skintight material of her hose outlined her pubic area. Leslie slowly lifted Brianna’s foot, removing her shoe. Brianna reached out and placed her hand on top of Leslie’s head for balance. Within seconds, both heels were off.

Brianna sunk her hands deep into Leslie’s hair pulling her harshly forward, stopping inches from her mound. Leslie leaned her head forward and placed a moist kiss on Brianna’s mound. The nylon of Brianna’s hose was slightly rough beneath her lips as her tongue reached out and touched Brianna’s crotch. Leslie tilted her head back and looked up into Brianna’s face, not saying a single word. Brianna drew in a ragged breath while her body began to hum with sexual excitement. With a slight nod of her head, she pulled Leslie’s head closer to her crotch as Leslie pressed harder, trying to tear through the hose.

Leslie moved her hands around and tore a hole in the crotch of Brianna’s hose, allowing her access to Brianna body. She inhaled the musk of Brianna’s wet center as she slid her tongue slowly along Brianna’s outer lips. Her tongue teased between the moist folds until she felt a hard object beneath the tip of her tongue. She drew back slightly and reached down, parting the folds to see what she had encountered.

“Oh god,” Leslie exclaimed as she stared at the vertical bar lying beneath the hooded skin over Brianna’s clit. The bottom ball of the barbell rested against Brianna’s clit, while the top ball and shaft pressed along the clitoral shaft.

“Always a new toy. Yummmmm….” She moaned quietly as she again flicked her tongue along the barbell’s length pressing it upward into Brianna’s body.

Brianna groaned aloud and tightened her hand in Leslie’s hair as her legs quivered from the excitement building in her center. Leslie licked harder as she felt Brianna responding to her playful nips.

Brianna dug both hands into Leslie’s hair pulling her back away from her mound.

“Stop, don’t make me come yet. I want you inside of me. I want you deep inside when I release,” She stated as she reached down and pulled Leslie back up into a standing position.

Leslie ran her tongue around her lips, savoring the taste of Brianna. She followed Brianna into the bedroom, wondering exactly what it was that Brianna wanted. She knew that she had been close to getting her off and questioned herself as to why Brianna had stopped her.

Brianna stopped by the bed, opened the drawer in the nightstand, and removed a harness and dildo. She turned back toward Leslie stating, “Put this on. I want you to fuck me tonight.”

Leslie reached out and took the toy in her hand. Her brow rose at the size of the dildo. It was slightly thicker than normal and she knew from experience with Brianna that this was going to be a tight fit. As she slid into the harness, Brianna sat on the edge of the bed and removed the remainder of her clothing. Within seconds, she was nude. As she watched Leslie settling the device in place and sliding a condom over the dildo, she reached up and tweaked her nipples, pulling slightly on the rings, making her whole body tingle from the sensation. She ran one hand down and fingered the barbell, rubbing its length, as she felt it pressing inward against her clit.

Leslie watched her covertly as she slid the dildo into the ring and seated it against her own body. Looking down, she could see its length standing out from her body. She stroked her hands slowly up and down its shaft as she watched Brianna touching herself.

“What do you want?” Leslie finally asked Brianna.

“I want it hard and fast, just like I saw you fucking in the hallway.” Brianna answered as she turned around and climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees. She reached out and pulled a pillow toward her as she positioned her knees at the edge of the bed. She leaned her body down against the pillow, leaving her ass up in the air.

That was all the invitation that Leslie needed. She moved forward and reached out with both hands, stroking them over Brianna’s upturned ass cheeks. They were smooth and nicely rounded. Leaning forward and slightly downward, Leslie moved her face in closer to Brianna’s core of desire. She inhaled the scent of sex coming from Brianna’s body as she slowly ran her tongue the length of Brianna canal. She heard Brianna groan and watched her clinch closed under her tongue.

Leslie slid her hands off Brianna’s hips to the edges of her center and slid the damped lips apart so she could slither her tongue up and down it. She moistened the area with her mouth, loving the taste against her tongue. Leslie stopped again at the barbell and flicked it firmly with her tongue sending streaks of heat cascading throughout Brianna’s body.

Brianna groaned and lifted her hips higher, begging, “Now...I want you now. Don’t tease me anymore.”

Leslie stood up and took the dildo in her hand as she moved closer yet. She ran the tip of the dildo along the same path her tongue just passed. Brianna pushed back gently against her as Leslie slid slowly up and down along Brianna’s slit. Finally, Leslie poised at the opening to Brianna’s dark center. She pressed forward until the tip of the toy was wedged slightly inside. Moving her hands back to Brianna’s hips, she grabbed hold of both hips and began to push forward into Brianna’s body. She watched as the opening stretched and parted to take in the size of the dildo. Leslie rocked back and forth; as with each forward movement, she plunged, deeper, sliding further inside of Brianna. Brianna was grunting but continued pushing back to help take the dildo inside her body.

Finally, it was all the way in and so tight it was hard to slide in and out easily. Leslie could see Brianna’s skin stretched thin around it. Brianna groaned as she felt the dildo deep inside, filling her completely. She waited for Leslie to move as she began thrusting back while Leslie pushed in. Her inner walls began to get slicker as her body quickened with the pleasure she was receiving. Leslie could tell she was able to thrust in and out easier so she picked up the pace and began to ram harder and faster into Brianna’s center.

Brianna groaned as she felt her inner chambers trembling with excitement. She reached down between her legs and fingered her clit, rubbing her piercing against her clit as she felt her body beginning to peak. Suddenly, her mind filled with the vision of the woman that had been fucking Leslie in the hallway. Leslie’s movements became the stranger’s movements as Brianna imagined the mystery woman slamming in and out of her body. Her breath caught as she was carried away in the fantasy of the stranger driving into her. She rose up on her hands and thrust hard backward onto the toy, imaging the stranger ramming and pounding deep inside of her.

Leslie reached out and held on tight as Brianna began to meet her thrust for thrust. Finally, with one last hard, slamming thrust, Brianna threw back her head and groaned loudly as her body jerked around the shaft buried deep inside of her. She could still see the dark haired muscular woman in her mind bringing her to peak as she came, gripping the dildo deep inside her body. She panted and collapsed forward, as Leslie slowly slid the dildo from Brianna’s body.

Leslie stood quietly as she watched Brianna draw up into a ball, lying still on the verge of sleep while her body began to return to normal. She unhooked the harness and let the whole apparatus drop to the floor beside the bed. She moved to climb on the bed beside Brianna but was stopped before she could even sit down.

“No, I’ve had enough tonight. Go home Leslie. I’ll call you later.” Brianna said without opening her eyes. Leslie turned away and headed back into the living room to dress. As she walked, she muttered under her breath, Could have let me stay tonight. I think I have finally given her more than she could stand. Oh well, there is always another time.

Leslie dressed quickly and hurried out the front door, slamming it behind her as she clattered back down the stairs. Looking at her watch, she noted she still had time for a drink or two so she headed across the street and disappeared back into the lounge.

Meanwhile, Brianna squeezed her eyes tightly closed, nearly overwhelmed by the crashing orgasm she had just experienced while imagining the mystery woman making love to her. No one had ever affected her like this woman. She wondered to herself what kind of sexual power did the stranger have that made her desire her in this manner. As she slowly drifted off to sleep, she questioned if it would be nearly as good in person.

*****

The days passed but Brianna was unable to forget how she felt during her fantasy of the stranger. It got to where her dreams were filled with visions of the stranger making love to her in more ways than she could begin to imagine in real life. She would awaken, wet from erotic dreams that left her unfulfilled and sexually frustrated. Even going to the bar did not ease the wanton craving she had for the stranger. Brianna shook her head as she counted the stock items, hoping to clear her mind. If this kept on, she was going to have to remove her clitoral piercing as it was keeping her on edge all the time along with her fantasies.

Walking back into the dining area, Brianna glanced out the front window and noticed that the sky had become darkly overcast. The wind was howling against the glass pane. Her customers had dwindled to zero with the onset of the storm. She debated whether or not she should just go ahead and close shop. As she walked to the front door, a loud burst of lightening lit the darkened sky, followed quickly by glass shaking thunder. Rain broke from the sky in heavy torrents. Just as she was turning the lock, she noted a single person sprinting toward her door. Taking in the sodden appearance of the person caught in the vicious storm, she twisted the doorknob, held open the door, and allowed the stranger to run inside out of the rain.

Water dripped in running trails from the muscular body standing before her. Reaching onto the counter, Brianna grabbed a dishtowel and held it out to the person. Looking up into her face, Brianna took a step back. It was the stranger she had been fantasizing about for the past couple of weeks. Her mouth opened in shock as she took in the soaking wet appearance of the woman before her.

Jacq’s shirt was saturated all the way through to her skin. She wiped her face with the dishtowel, hoping to clear her vision enough to look around her. When she looked up, she noted the auburn hair in wild disarray topping the head of the woman she had literally run into a couple of weeks earlier. She didn’t know what to say. She continued to wipe the water off her arms as the woman stared at her as if seeing her for the first time. She could feel the woman’s green eyes sweeping over her body as her nipples tightened beneath her shirt from the wetness and coldness she was experiencing. Jacq silently cursed her body’s reaction. She turned around toward the door, trying to decide if she should just leave or stay. Looking out at the rain pouring down, Jacq knew it might be some time before she could leave.

The woman walked up beside her and touched her arm saying, “Would you like a cup of coffee to warm you up? I wouldn’t mind making it at all. In fact, I believe that I could use one myself.”

Brianna’s hand tingled where she had reached out and touched the woman’s still damp arm. She pulled her hand back wondering what it was about this woman that attracted her so. Generally, strong dykes that acted as if they owned and controlled everything around them did not turn her on. She did like the overall package that was in front of her however. The woman had to have been at least five foot eleven or taller. Her arms were beefed up with muscles. Brianna could see the six-pack of muscles over her abdomen where her wet shirt clung to her body. She either works out or is on a heavy dose of steroids, Brianna thought to herself.

“Uhh….sure. If it’s not too much trouble for you. I'd love some strong, hot coffee right about now.” Jacq replied as she continued to swipe at the wetness covering most of her clothing.

"I'll tell you what. It looks like we are going to be here for some time until this storm lets up. I don’t generally invite strangers into my home, but would you like to slip into something dry? I could throw your clothes into the dryer and in no time, you would be able to put them back on.” Brianna asked as she set the coffee on to brew.

Looking around mockingly, Jacq responded. “It seems that I must have left my change of clothes somewhere besides with me. What do you have in mind?”

Pouring out two mugs of fresh coffee, Brianna answered, “Let’s slip up to my apartment. I know I have a terrycloth robe that might fit. It is one of those ‘one-size-fits-all’ robes. At least it should cover you until we can get your clothes dried.

Brianna walked back around to hand Jacq her cup of coffee. Jacq took several sips before replying, “Sure. We can at least give it a try.”

“Good, then follow me,” Brianna said as she once again reached over and locked the door, flipping the Open sign in the window around to Closed. She picked up her cup of coffee and walked toward the back of the coffee shop. Jacq followed her, not sure of where they may be headed.

Brianna stopped before reaching the storeroom and opened a single door recessed into the hallway. A straight set of stairs led upward. She reached out, flipped on the lights and started climbing. She could hear the stranger’s clunky boots hitting the wooden stairs as they neared the top of the stairwell. Twisting the knob to the door at the top of the stairs, Brianna walked into her apartment. This was one of the many times that she was glad that her home was directly above where she worked. She hated the thought of having to go out into the torrential rains that continued to crash downward around them.

Jacq followed the woman inside, trying not to be too obvious as she looked around the room she was entering. It was decorated in a hodge podgy of comfortable looking furniture in a soft fall coloring. It complemented the auburn coloring of the woman who invited her into her home. Jacq glanced down at her feet and noted that she was leaving wet spots with every step she took. Crossing over to the breakfast bar, she turned back to her host saying, “If you point me to the bathroom, I’ll get out of these wet clothes before I make a mess in your home.”

Brianna swirled back around to face her after turning on the lamp next to the couch. She looked again at the statuesque woman in front of her and once again her breath was taken away and she longed to simply reach out and touch her…all over. She noted the stranger’s nipples were more prominent beneath her wet shirt as a chill began to set into her skin. Brianna smiled softly to herself, liking what she saw. Her mouth began to water with the desire to run her tongue over the stranger’s breasts and to feel their weight in her hands.

Brianna continued staring until she noted the stranger was shifting from foot to foot. She snapped out of her daze and said, “This way,” and walked toward the bathroom. Jacq followed her, wondering if maybe she had made a mistake of coming inside instead of just braving the rain and making a dash toward home anyway.

Brianna opened the door, pointing toward the inside of the bathroom. “If you go ahead and start taking off those wet clothes, I’ll hand you a robe. The towels are on the shelf over the toilet.” She stepped back out of the way, as the stranger walked past her.

As Jacq passed by Brianna, Brianna smelled the wholesome earthiness of a hard working woman. She looked up into her eyes as Jacq stepped past her.

“You know what. Why don’t you grab a quick shower to help warm you up? I’ll slip back inside and lay the robe over the toilet so it will be there when you get out. Toss your wet clothes over here by the door and I’ll throw them into the washer.” Without waiting for an answer, Brianna backed out of the room and crossed to her room where she rummaged in the closet until she found the terry cloth robe.

Brianna sat on the edge of the bed to wait until she heard the shower running. She did not want to walk in on the woman and scare her to death. On second thought, I do want to see her body, but I don’t guess it would be the thing to do, she thought to herself.

“Fuck. Now what should I do,” Jacq said to the empty room as she stood trying to decide if she should take off her wet clothes and slip into the robe or to take the woman up on the offer to shower and warm up. A sudden chill ran through her body, making her mind up for her. Jacq quickly stripped off her clothes, laying the items from her pockets on the counter top, while throwing her wet clothes in a messy heap next to the door. She padded naked to the shower where she turned on the water before stepping inside. When the temperature was to her liking, she stepped in and pulled the glass enclosure shut. The heat of the water was like a nirvana to her cold body. She sighed deeply as the warmth penetrated her skin. Jacq leaned down and ducked her head under the spray, closing her eyes tightly as the water cascaded over her face.

Meanwhile, Brianna, hearing the shower running, opened the door and laid the robe over the commode. As she turned to leave, she couldn’t help but see the stranger’s body silhouetted through the glass shower stall. She was beautiful. Her body was tall and sleek with muscles rippling through her arms and thighs. Her breasts were taunt and perfectly sized for her body. Her dark blonde hair looked darker from the water it retained. She had lifted her face up into the shower spray as the water ran over it. Her lips were firmly chiseled and her nose was perfectly formed.

She is beautiful, Brianna said to herself again. Remembering where she was and what she was supposed to be doing, Brianna turned slowly away, moving toward the door and the pile of wet clothes. Leaning down she gathered them up and left the room, leaving the stranger to complete her bath in privacy.

Jacq rinsed the soap out of her hair and finished flushing the suds from her body. She felt warm and much more relaxed. She turned off the water and reached for the towel. Quickly she dried before a chill set in. Stepping out of the tub, she looked quickly around and noted the dark blue robe thrown over the commode seat. She picked it up and slipped it on. She laughed to herself as she lapped the front over her chest as best she could. It was a tight fit with the extra wide width of her shoulders. She did manage to get it to cross her breasts and cover them with some difficulty. It was extremely short, hitting her mid thigh. Looking in the mirror, she felt like a grownup in children’s clothing. She snickered as she moved toward the living room. I just hope my pants and shirt dry quickly before I fall out of the robe, she said to herself as she moved into the next room.

*******

Brianna looked up from behind the breakfast counter as the stranger walked into the room. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched the beautiful Amazon walking toward her. She allowed her eyes to drift down the woman’s body, noting every detail in their quick glance at her. She noted the long length of legs that extended from the short edge of the robe. She could tell the cloth barely crossed over her chest and that the stranger was in danger of having her breasts spill out if she moved quickly. Brianna could feel sexual tension beginning to climb within her own body. Her own breasts tightened at the thought of them rubbing against the ones walking toward her. Her pelvis had quick feather like contractions as she thought of all the fantasies she had been having over this woman the past few weeks.

Jacq walked to the counter and set down on a stool. She stuck her hand out toward Brianna saying, “I guess I should introduce myself since I have invaded your private quarters. I’m Jacq.”

Brianna leaned over the counter and shook Jacq’s hand replying, “I’m Brianna. Some of my friends call me Bri so feel free to use either one.”

Jacq felt the strength in Brianna’s hand and was surprised by the grip she was given. She liked the soft feel of her skin and gently stroked her thumb along the back of her hand before letting it lose. Brianna extended the time it took to pull her hand back, letting her fingers rub against Jacq’s palm as she pulled back.

She stepped back, turning back toward the stove as she lifted a pot from the burner.

“I thought you might want some hot soup to help warm you up. While we are waiting for the storm to pass, we can enjoy grilled cheese and tomato soup if that is all right with you.” Brianna said as she poured the soup and sat a sandwich in front of Jacq. “Do you mind, all I have is red wine to go with it?”

“No. Really. This is much more than I expected. Please don’t go out of your way for me.” Jacq stated as she stood while Brianna walked around to join her at the counter.

“Oh please, sit back down and enjoy your dinner.” Brianna laughingly said as she picked up her own spoon and began to eat.

There was a soft, peaceful silence at the counter as both women ate and drank what was before them. As the last of the soup disappeared, Brianna filled their wine glasses again. She noted Jacq picking up her plate and said to her, “Jacq, please just leave them. Let’s go into the living room and see if we can find out anything more about this storm. It doesn’t seem to be letting up.”

“You sure?” Brianna nodded her head as she led the way into the living room.

“Have a seat,” she said to Jacq as she walked to the coffee table and picked up the remote control.

Jacq sat down at one end of the couch, tucking the robe as best she could against her lap. It barely covered her while she was sitting. She hoped that her body was not exposed but knew there was little she could do if it was flashing skin.

Brianna flopped down on the opposite end of the couch and tucked her feet up under her body. She turned on the TV, flipping until she got to the weather channel. As they listened to the station, the announcer stated that the storm was moving in circles over the city with the largest rain cell hanging right over the area where they were currently located. He stated that it was expected to hang in the area until morning. Flash flood warnings were given as well as warnings about not going out in the storm unless it was necessary.

“Well damn,” Jacq mumbled quietly as she pondered how she was to get home in the storm. The question was answered for her as Brianna looked at her and declared, “There is no way in heaven you are going to be able to walk home in this storm. If you don’t mind the couch, you are welcome to stay here tonight.”

Before Jacq could answer, lightening flashed and a loud crashing boom of thunder sounded. The lights flickered and blacked as the electricity died in the city.

“Shit,” Brianna sputtered as she stood and fumbled around in the dark. She walked toward the kitchen where she kept the candles. As she stepped next to the counter, she caught her left foot on the leg of one of the stools and stubbed her toes.

“God damn, son of a bitch!” She cried out as she hobbled on into the kitchen. She quickly lit the candle and returned to the living room. Sitting it on the coffee table, she sat down quickly and pulled her foot up to look at her toes.

“Here, let me,” Jacq stated as she leaned over and pulled Brianna’s foot into her lap. Brianna watched as Jacq reached out. She noted the top of her robe gapping open, exposing the firm curve of Jacq’s breasts. Brianna’s breath caught in her throat as lust fanned through her body.

Jacq took Brianna’s foot in her hand and massaged the bruised toes. She heard Brianna gasp and looked up. She could see the look of lust that was forming across Brianna’s face as she slowed down her massage and began to gently play with the foot in her lap. Jacq was turned on by the desire she could see in Brianna.

She ran her hand further up Brianna’s leg sliding her skirt up out of the way. Brianna groaned as her body began to betray her. She wanted Jacq and she wanted her now.

Jacq noted Brianna made no move to resist her advances. She followed her hands with her body, leaning up over the couch and bringing her body down on top of Brianna’s.

Jacq could feel Brianna’s breath quicken as she stretched out over Brianna’s upper body. She groaned deep in her chest as she felt Brianna’s breasts pressing against hers. Brianna reached up between them and slowly traced her hand along the top of Jacq’s exposed breasts. Jacq pressed down harder against her, sliding her leg between Brianna’s legs and shoved against her mound.

Jacq reached out with both hands and ran them up along side of Brianna’s face. She whispered, “Breathe, baby, breathe.” She leaned nearer and ran the tip of her tongue around Brianna’s lips, tasting the sweet taste of wine as well as a taste that was unique to Brianna. Jacq wanted Brianna. Badly! Her body throbbed with uncontrolled desire as she pressed her mouth over Brianna’s and deepened the kiss. She thrust her tongue inside and swirled it from side to side, as Brianna began to squeeze her breasts.

“Oh, yeah baby, like that.” Jacq moaned in a husky voice as she pulled her tongue out of Brianna’s mouth.

Jacq groaned more and sucked harder on Brianna’s tongue that had followed hers back into her own mouth.

“I want you,” Brianna panted as she wrapped her legs around Jacq, pulling her tighter against her crotch.

Jacq ground down against Brianna, wanting to feel her against her own mound. She pulled back and quickly helped Brianna out of her clothes, tossing them to the floor in her haste to touch more of her. She looked down at Brianna lying naked in front of her. She marveled over the thick thatch of auburn hair that was trimmed into a narrow vee over her mound. She could already feel her fingers sliding through its softness although she had yet to touch her. Jacq reached out and cupped Brianna’s breasts in her hands, squeezing rhythmically as her thumbs ran roughly against her nipples, making them harden. She noted the piercing through each nipple and tugged gently at them, then harder as Brianna’s nipples hardened even more.

Brianna moaned aloud as she arched into Jacq’s hands, feeling the pull in her groin as her body responded to the pleasure in her breasts. Jacq looked down and tweaked her nipples again as she bent closer, tasting the hard nub with her moist, hot tongue. She pulled the ring with her tongue, watching as Brianna’s nipples stretched outward. She could smell the musky scent of Brianna’s sex as her body heated more. She wanted Brianna hard and fast.

Jacq rose up quickly and slipped the robe from her body, dropping it behind her as she pressed her groin against Brianna’s mound. She could feel the hot, wet hair of Brianna’s pussy undulating upward against her own mound. She rocked hard back and forth grinding more as finally she pulled a breast into her mouth and suckled one of the firm, hard nipples. Jacq could feel an unexpected hardness over Brianna’s clit as she rocked against her.

Brianna cried out with ecstasy as her inner lips began to glisten with moisture. She shook her head side to side, wanting more but not knowing how to ask a complete stranger to take her rough and hard. Shortly, it no longer mattered. Jacq kissed her way down Brianna’s body until she stopped at her mound. She blew softy on the thick tuft of hair that covered a narrow strip of skin. Brianna arched again, causing her center to lift closer to Jacq’s mouth.

Jacq reached out with the tips of her fingers and parted the glistening lips before her eyes. She could see the barbell pierced through the skin lying over Brianna’s clit. She dipped her head and slowly ran her own moist tongue down the ultra sensitive ridge of skin before her. She watched closely as Brianna’s breath hitched and paused in response to what she was feeling. She rapidly flicked her tongue up and down the narrow band of skin, stopping to pull one of the glistening lips into her mouth. She scrapped her fingernail over Brianna’s clit and watched as she jackknifed upward again.

“Damn I wish I had my toy with me,” she breathed against Brianna’s mound. Brianna was not so far gone that she couldn’t hear what was being said. She reached up and pushed Jacq up off her body while at the same time saying, “Come with me.”

**********

With shaky legs, Brianna grabbed hold of Jacq’s hand, pulling her up off the couch and taking her toward her bedroom. Jacq reached out and picked up the candle as they made their way across the room. Brianna stopped beside the bed and sat on its edge. Opening her nightstand drawer, she removed her vibrating dildo and harness. Sliding the dildo into the harness, she held it out to Jacq saying, “Here, use this. I need you now. Right now.”

Jacq set the candle on the nightstand. Brianna watched as Jacq slid the harness over her muscular thighs, one strap encircling each leg. She snapped the remaining strap around her waist and then reached down and secured the dildo in place. Jacq loved being able to give the women she was with added pleasure and had taken time to learn which moves gave the best feeling to her lovers.

Jacq walked over to the bed, reached down and picked up a condom from the table. Opening the edge with her teeth, she pulled the condom out of its package. Turning to stand directly in front of Brianna, she reached out and handed it to her.

Brianna looked up into Jacq’s face with a sly grin as she slid the condom between her lips. She then reached out and pulled Jacq closer as she used her mouth to slide the condom over the dildo. She bobbed her head up and down settling the condom further down the shaft, before pulling back and running her tongue over its head. As her mouth squeezed against the shaft, she pressed the back of the dildo against Jacq’s clit, making her tremble and become damp. Moving her mouth off the toy, Brianna slid back further onto the bed until her legs dangled over the edge.

Jacq slowly dropped to her knees between Brianna widespread legs. She reached out and gently lifted her legs until they were draped over her shoulders. They were broad enough for Brianna’s legs to rest comfortable on either side of her head. Once she made sure Brianna was settled in place, Jacq ran her hands along the inside of her thighs. She loved the satiny feeling under the palms of her hands. After several slow, methodical strokes, Jacq slid her hands onto Brianna’s hot pussy. She parted her now dripping cuntal lips, exposing the creamy center to her advances. Jacq dipped her head and flicked her tongue hard against the glistening surface. She pressed harder, laving up and down Brianna’s slit, sucking and pulling on the highly sensitive tissue. She pressed briskly against the barbell and jiggled it around with her tongue, making Brianna thrash about even more.

Brianna moaned and tossed her head side to side, tightening her thighs hard against the sides of Jacq’s head. She began rocking her pelvis against Jacq’s tongue, as it slammed hard against her cunt. Her whole body shook with the desire and pressure building up inside of her.

“Come inside of me now. Goddamn! I am so fucking hot for you. Don’t make me wait any longer,” Brianna said tensely as she reached down and tugged on Jacq’s hair pulling her upward.

Jacq shook her head loose and leaned back commanding, "You want more? Then move your ass back on the bed." She rose from her kneeling position to tower in front of Brianna as she scooted further back onto the bed. Jacq reached down and ran her hands along the shaft of the toy jutting out from her body. She thrust forward several times letting the dildo slide back and forth in her hand.

“Ummmm….give it to me,” pleaded Brianna as she reached down between her own legs and began to run her fingers between her lips. Her pussy was hot and burning as she rubbed the surface harder. She ran her tongue around her lips as she watched Jacq stroking the toy with long hard strokes. Spreading her legs wider, Brianna silently gave notice she was ready.

Jacq crawled upon the bed between Brianna’s legs. She kept one hand on the dildo while using her other hand to hold her weight off Brianna. Using her thighs, Jacq pushed Brianna’s legs wider as she sank her pelvis closer to Brianna’s hot, pulsating core. She rubbed the head of the dildo along Brianna’s slit; dampening it and making sure that Brianna knew who was in charge. She would enter her body when she was ready and not before.

Brianna reached out with her hands and tried to pull Jacq down onto her body, forcing her closer to her pussy. Jacq held back.

“Please…please….please,” Brianna chanted as she thrust her hips up to rub harder against the toy sliding up and down her slit.

Jacq finally slid the head of the dildo to the opening of Brianna’s slit. She lined up carefully and gave several tender thrusts into her canal until she could feel the muscles loosening to let her further inside. She pulled her knees up under her and thrust forward with a hard driving force, pushing deeper inside of Brianna’s slit.

Brianna drew in a great gasp of air as she felt the dildo driving into her creamy center. She was dripping wet and the toy began to slide in and out with ease as the pace picked up. She could feel her inner walls heating up as the dildo jabbed in deeper, pushing to the very back of her dark, damp cunt. She rode hard against the thrusts and parries as Jacq quickened the pace. She could hear the wetness as the toy slid faster, pushing hard against her inner body.

Jacq was ramming her pelvis faster down on top of Brianna, as she jack hammered deeper inside of Brianna. Brianna reached up, wrapped her arms around Jacq, and said, “Roll over. Let me ride you. God, I want you to see it driving deep inside my cunt.”

Jacq rolled over; pulling Brianna up on top of her without dislodging the toy entrenched inside of her. Brianna pushed herself into a sitting position with her knees on each side of Jacq. She leaned slightly back as she started riding the shaft up and down, letting Jacq watch as it probed her pussy. She was dripping wet and the ride was easy, as she would pull all the way to the top of the shaft and then slam back down to bounce against the tops of Jacq’s thighs.

Jacq reached out, taking a breast in each hand as, with lust-filled eyes, she watched Brianna riding forcefully up and down. The pace was fast as Brianna began to rotate her hips side to side while riding up and down, twisting the toy around inside her wet, dark hole. Jacq squeezed her tits and nipples harder as she watched Brianna begin to breathe rapidly with the approach of her orgasm.

Brianna threw her head back as she rode harder, slamming herself as hard as she could down onto the dildo. She could feel it pressing further up inside of her, setting off pre tremors for the forceful orgasm yet to come. Just as she was nearing her climax, she rose one last time and pulled the dildo out of her body. With a rapid move, she quickly unsnapped the harness from around Jacq, moving the straps and the dildo out of her way as she pressed her pussy hard down upon Jacq’s.

Jacq didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late. One minute she had been pounding inside of Brianna’s slit and in the next, she could feel Brianna’s dripping wet pussy lying against her own.

Brianna reached down between their bodies and spread open first Jacq pussy lips and then her own. She pressed her slick, hot slit down upon Jacq’s now damp slit. Her barbell pressed directly onto Jacq’s clit as she began rocking her pussy harder against Jacq’s. Jacq had never felt anything like it before. There was the hot skin over Brianna’s clit slamming against her own clit and right under the surface the hard metal of the piercing.

Her clit throb with the new sensation, as she was unable to pull back away with Brianna riding hard against her. She could feel her own orgasm boiling to the surface, a very unusual occurrence for her, as she was always one to please her partner rather than herself. She planted her feet flat on the bed and lifted her hips to meet every hard, furious thrust that Brianna was making.

Brianna was close. Once…twice…once more, she pressed and rubbed her clit against Jacq’s. She began to come. She could hear the low moan coming from her mouth increase in volume as her cunt convulsed against Jacq’s clit. Jacq couldn’t hold back. With a harsh shout, she let her orgasm boil through her body as wave after wave of pleasure shot through her clit to travel throughout her body. She threw back her head and gasped as she bucked in the final seconds of ecstasy.

Brianna collapsed against Jacq as her body continued to spasm in the aftermath of her orgasm. It was much better than any imagined daydream, she thought to herself as she felt Jacq lightly stroking her hair while she lay listless against her chest.

Both women lay quietly as their pulses returned to normal. Jacq didn’t know what to say. Some how the tables had been turned and she was the one taken. She didn’t know what to think at this point. It had certainly been a turn on and she had not come this hard in a long time. She stirred enough to move her hands slowly along Brianna’s back as she lay on top of her.

“Hummm. That feels good.” Brianna said in a drowsy tone of voice. “Let’s slide under the covers. It’s kind of chilly in here.”

Holding Brianna tight against her, Jacq lifted her hips and pulled the cover out from underneath them. With some jostling, she was able to pull the lightweight covers over them as they began to settle in for the night. Brianna roused long enough to lean over to the nightstand to blow out the candle. The room plunged into darkness as both women lay on the verge of sleep.

Right before Morpheus claimed them Brianna snickered under her breath. “You know, I don’t make a habit of sleeping with strangers, but there was something about you I couldn’t resist.”

Jacq roused enough to ask, “Bri, now that we know each other better, would you like to go out with me this weekend?”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” she replied as she snuggled closer as sleep finally claimed her and Jacq.

Outside the storm raged on. Lightening streaked through the sky and thunder rolled loudly through the dark night. Inside, the sexual storm was appeased for the time being but it to would re-ignite in the ensuing days, as strangers become lovers.
 

The End

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