Part 7 (2/2)
”You aren't jealous, are you?”
”Unh-uh,” Angela sighed, tilting her head back so that West could reach more of the sensitive areas beneath her ear. Every time West licked one of those spots she felt it in her nipples and her c.l.i.t-a sharp burning that flared for an instant and then sated into a steady pulse of heat. ”I like it when other girls look at you and get hot.”
”When they just look?”
”You're never going to forget I told you I got off watching you make it with Christie at the beach house before we got together, are you?”
”It's one of my favorite fantasies,” West said. ”You watching.”
”Oh yeah?” Angela raked her nails up West's back. ”Well, Jill being hot for you makes me wet.”
”I'm not so sure all that l.u.s.t is for me.” West skated her teeth down Angela's neck and sucked the soft warm skin just above her collarbone. At the same time she rubbed her c.u.n.t in short, hard circles against Angela's, knowing the constant pressure would make Angela's c.l.i.t swell, but it wouldn't be enough to make her come. ”I think some of it was left over from the erotica film we went to see last night.”
Angela laughed. ”G.o.d, if I had known that everybody was going to be f.u.c.king instead of watching the d.a.m.n movie, I wouldn't have suggested the three of us go together. At least I had you to get me off, even if we did have to do it standing up in that tiny bathroom stall. Poor Jill must have been suffering.”
”Not for long. I heard her masturbating last night right after we all went to bed.”
Angela gave a little jerk as her c.u.n.t flooded. ”Really? How could you tell?”
”I was almost asleep, and then I heard her moving under the covers like she couldn't get comfortable. I didn't think anything of it at first, and then I heard her whimper. Just a little tiny sound like something hurt her.”
”Could you see?” Angela asked breathlessly, rubbing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s over West's. ”Pinch my nipples, honey.”
West immediately caught both hard nubs between her fingertips and rolled them. ”It's really dark with the curtains closed over the porthole. I couldn't see her face, but I could hear this really steady swis.h.i.+ng noise. It must have been her hand moving underneath the sheets, and she was breathing really fast. Little gasps and I could tell she was trying to be quiet.”
”Oh G.o.d.” Angela swept her fingers between West's legs and tugged on the swollen edges of her c.u.n.t. ”Did you get wet like this listening to her make herself come?”
”Wouldn't you? I couldn't help it.”
”What did you do about it?”
”I wanted to wake you up so you could do me,” West lowered her head to suck Angela's nipple, ”but I was afraid she would hear me if I moved and she might stop.”
”Did you play with your c.l.i.t?”
”Mmm,” West replied, never letting up on Angela's nipple.
Angela cupped her palm over West's c.u.n.t and squeezed until West gasped. ”Did you come listening to her get off while I was asleep?”
West raised her head, her expression totally innocent. ”I would never come like that without you there to enjoy it.”
”Good.” Angela jiggled her hand until West was forced to close her eyes from the pleasure. ”Let's go make out on the bed.”
”Jill might come back,” West pointed out.
”She might.” Angela gave West's c.l.i.t one quick stroke. ”Will that be a problem?”
West grinned. ”Nope.”
”Good.” Angela dragged West by the hand out of the bathroom and then tumbled onto one of the two slightly-larger-than-twin beds. Jill's bed was against the opposite wall, with two sets of built-in dressers just below the porthole between them. When West started to get under the covers, Angela stopped her. She propped pillows against the wall, pushed the sheets down and sat crosswise on the bed, her legs partly off the side. ”Sit next to me like this.”
When West joined her, Angela threw one leg over West's, pulled the sheet up to their thighs and leaned into West. ”Now put that beautiful mouth to work before I scream.”
”She's going to get quite a view if she walks in,” West said, indicating the cabin door on the facing wall, just past the foot of Jill's bed. ”I'm naked.”
Angela looked down at her own full b.r.e.a.s.t.s and skimmed her fingers over both erect pink nipples. ”Me, too.”
”You're the one who has to work with her when we get home, not me,” West whispered, moving in on Angela's neck.
”I wasn't the one jerking off to a fantasy of someone else's girlfriend,” Angela whispered, holding both b.r.e.a.s.t.s in her hands and squeezing her nipples while West sucked on all the tender points in her neck. ”She was.”
”You don't know she was thinking of me,” West said.
”Let's just say a woman knows.”
”Uh huh.” West flicked her tongue over Angela's lower lip.
”You have such a great mouth.”
”I love kissing you.”
”Good, because I-”
”Oh my G.o.d!” Jill stopped abruptly just inside the room, the cabin door closing behind her. ”I am so so sorry.”
”It's okay,” Angela said as Jill swung around and fumbled with the door handle. ”Don't go.”
With her back still to them, Jill whispered, ”I was just going to change into my bathing suit and go up to the sun deck.”
”Go ahead and change then, but wait for us. We can all go together.” Angela laughed softly, pulling West's head down to her breast. ”We won't be long.”
”Are you sure you don't mind?” Jill sidled through the narrow s.p.a.ce between the beds to get to her dresser. She glanced down at Angela's and West's legs entwined on the bed and looked sharply away.
”No, it's fine,” Angela said. ”Right, West?”
”Sure.” West smiled up at Jill, who blushed. ”As long as you don't mind waiting.”
”Oh, no. That's good ... I mean. That's fine.” Jill grabbed a two piece yellow bikini and rushed toward the bathroom.
”Oh, West just took a shower so you should probably leave the bathroom door open when you change. It'll be a sauna in there otherwise,” Angela called. She tugged West's face up to hers and threaded her fingers through the thick dark hair at the base of West's neck. ”Now kiss me like you f.u.c.k.”
West played inside Angela's mouth like it was her c.u.n.t, circling the inner surface of her lips, probing with her tongue, plunging deep inside and slowly drawing out, tongue racking her until Angela felt every stroke deep inside her p.u.s.s.y. When her chest and her c.u.n.t were so tight she couldn't catch her breath, Angela pulled her head back, gasping, and caught a flash of yellow out of the corner of her eye.
”Jill's watching us,” Angela panted. West nodded, nibbling Angela's neck. Angela pressed a manicured fingertip to the hood of West's c.l.i.t and rubbed it. ”She looks like she's so excited she's about ready to m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e any second.”
”I know just how she feels,” West said against Angela's throat, her voice husky. ”Making out with you always gets me so turned on.” She lifted her hips so that Angela's finger bore down harder against her c.l.i.t. ”And that's really getting me going.”
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