Chapter 5

Part 1

Pam and Jeannie had returned to Pam’s house to prepare for their double date. “Great idea, sneaking out of work early.” Jeannie said. “Gives us lots of time.”

“Yeah, I hate having to rush to get ready.” Pam lead Jeannie back to the bedroom. “We even have time for nice hot shower.” Pam started to undress, tossing her clothes in the corner.

“Sounds good to me!” Jeannie replied, beginning to remove her clothes. Very good indeed, she thought. Jeannie had admired Pam’s body for some time, and had hoped to get a glimpse of her. But showering together was a dream come true.

“Come on slowpoke!” Pam was urging. Jeannie had paused to admire Pam’s breasts. At (she knew from their shopping together) a 34C they were smaller than hers, but firm, and with nice nipples that poked out sexily. Her vagina was covered in a mat of curly hair, drawing Jeannie’s eyes to the area. Jeannie quickly shrugged out of her own pants, revealing a light patch of hair above her neatly trimmed pussy.

Pam took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom. Jeannie got to watch her shapely ass wiggle in front of her. Once in the bathroom she saw Pam’s shower was going to be a tight fit, as it was only a stall and not a full sized tub. “It’s a tight fit.” Pam said. “I ... hope you won’t mind bumping into each other?”

Was that a hint of playfulness she heard in Pam’s voice? “Not at all. Not at all.” Pam started the water, and they jumped in.

While Pam was washing her hair, she held her hands above her head causing her breasts to stand out proudly. Jeannie fought back an urge to bend over and begin sucking those beautiful pink nipples, not knowing how her friend would take it. When Pam got done they switched places, and had to press against each other in the process. Jeannie imagined she could feel sparks fly as her breasts and Pam’s slid across each other.

As Jeannie was rinsing her hair, she gasped with delight as she felt a mouth encircle her right breast. She reached around and hugged Pam’s head as she sucked on her tit. Pam then kissed and licked her way up, until their lips met. Their tongues danced in each others mouths as months of passion was unleashed. “You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted to do that.” Pam whispered.

“You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted you to! Or for me to do this!” Jeannie leaned over and began running her tongue over Pam’s firm tits, taking each one deeply into her mouth. Her left hand worked it’s way down to Pam’s clit, rubbing it and making it even more erect. Jeannie’s right hand lightly caressed Pam’s shapely ass.

Pam groaned with delight. She parted her legs to allow more access to her hot cunt. As she held Jeannie’s head she whispered “Don’t stop. Oh fuck I’m close. “ Jeannie picked up the pace, rapidly moving her hand over her friends clitty. She clamped onto a tit and sucked hard, taking as much of it as she could into her mouth.

Pam let out a loud squeal as she came all over Jeannie’s hand. After a moment she stopped shaking and fell back against the shower wall. Looking up she saw Jeannie licking pussy juice off her fingers. “Come on.” Pam said, giving her a hug, “I’ve got plenty more that you can drink straight from the tap!”

Half dried, Pam led the way to the king size bed. She pushed Jeannie back on the bed and jumped on, attacking her massive tits. She sucked each of Jeannie’s 44Ds until the nipples were rock hard. Pam then began licking and kissing her way down to Jeannie’s honeypot. She kissed all around the soft thighs working towards Jeannie’s moist clit.

Up and down Pam slid her lips over Jeannie’s pussy, causing her hips to squirm in delight. In addition to her tongue, Pam slid two fingers inside massaging her friends g spot. “Oh Pammy ... Oh damn I don’t know what you’re doing but ... Oh fuck don’t you dare stop. Oh ... Oh ... OH!”

Jeannie grabbed Pam’s head and held it against her twat. Pam’s face was covered in hot cunt juice as she eagerly licked the beautiful muff in front of her. After Jeannie collapsed, Pam kissed her way back up her belly, around her tits, and planted a hot kiss right on Jeannie’s willing mouth.

Pam collapsed on the bed beside her sexy girlfriend. “Whew, you damn near drowned me!”

“Well, I cut the shower short, thought you might need another bath.”

“A tasty one too. Oh shit, look at the time. We better get with it or we’ll be late!”

“Hey!” Jeannie grabbed Pam’s hand and pulled her to the bed. “Can we do this again? Soon?”

Pam leaned over and gave Jeannie a kiss. “You bet your sweet ass we can! Now let’s get moving!”

Chapter 5: Part 2

It had been a great date. Dinner, dancing, and good conversation. The four were headed back to Pam’s house. Pete was driving, with Pam in front beside him. Kevin and Jeannie were in the back seat, exchanging gropes when they thought no one was looking.

It was a foggy night, and the police rerouted them down a side street due to an accident. Eventually they started past the old church and cemetery. “Hey,” Pete said, “isn’t that the church you were telling me about?”

“Yeah, that’s it. Some weird shit in that place.”

Pete slowed down even more. “You guys want to take a look?”

“No way! No how! No sir! I am NOT going back in that place.” Jeannie was adamant.

“Now baby,” Kevin said, “it was probably just our imagination. Besides, I’d like to go back and see just what the hell it was.”

“C’mon, it’ll be fun!” Pam begged. “I dare you!”

“If you guys wanna go, you can do it without me! You are not getting me back in there!”

“Well, how about just taking a quick look around the graveyard?” Pete suggested.

“Well...”

“Please?” Pam prompted. Kevin squeezed Jeannie’s hand, nodding.

“I’m going to regret this.”

Pete pulled the car down by the gate and turned it off. The four piled out. “I doubt we’ll see much.” Kevin noted. “The fogs thicker than pea soup.” The foursome found their way to the gate, and Kevin pulled it open. The rusty hinges creaked eerily in the darkness.

They made their way down the path, looking at old grave markers, elaborate tombs, and ornate headstones. Most were in disrepair, having been neglected for many years. The girls hung tight to the men, as a howl in the distance echoed a chill ran down their spines.

Pete and Pam were slightly in the lead, when all of a sudden Pete disappeared from Kevin and Jeannie’s view. Kevin charged up to see what was the matter, only to find Pete had tripped on a tree root.

“Oh damn that’s gonna hurt.” Pete moaned, rubbing his nose. He had fallen flat onto a marble slab. Kevin and Pam helped him to his feet as Jeannie came up.

“You OK babe?” Pam asked, concerned.

“Yeah, just suffering from a case of two left feet.” Pete looked at the grave at his feet. He peered intently for a few moments, then said “You guys notice anything different about this grave?”

The others looked, but were stumped at what he was talking about. “Look around you.” Pete prompted.

Jeannie snapped her fingers. “I get it. This ones all neat!”

“Right. All the others are falling apart, yet this one looks new. The stones are clean, and the grass is neatly trimmed.”

“Whose is it?” Pam asked.

Kevin squatted down. “Wolfe. Jason Wolfe.”