Chapter 6

Claire's good friend and next-door neighbor, Sarah Jenkins, did not like men. Sarah was a tall, shapely girl with thrusting tits and a teardrop-shaped ass. She had a mane of curly black hair and sexy green eyes and she could have had just about any man she wanted. But she thought that men were demanding, vain and unreasonable.

Just because she didn't like men, however, did not mean that Sarah did not like cocks.

She had been fucked a few times, and had adored to get her cunt-hole stuffed full of cockmeat and flooded with fuckjuice. But that was all that she wanted. And the men she had screwed had all wanted more--probably because Sarah had fucked them so well. They wanted her to be faithful to them, to pledge fidelity, to go steady, to proclaim her love. But Sarah could not do that. She didn't love any of them. She loved their pricks, and that was all of it. Ideally, she thought, she should have a big, hard, disembodied cock and balls, so that she could get fucked whenever she wanted without having to deal with some unreasonable guy on the end of them.

That was why she had bought herself a dildo.

It had been amusing, making that purchase. She had selected a huge rubber prick and in a playful mood, holding it lovingly against her tits, had asked the bald, ugly clerk if there was a fitting room where she could try it out. He had almost fainted. She had tried it out as soon as she got home, but it proved slightly disappointing. It was the right size and shape, stuffing her pussy very nicely, and she had been able to control the pace to suit her own rising urgency. But the rubber cock had one serious drawback--it couldn't cum. Sarah had creamed on the dildo, but the dildo had not shot her cunt full of fuckjuice and, without that thrill, there was something lacking.

Still, it was better than nothing, and Sarah frigged herself off with the fuckstick regularly.

She was wondering whether she should give herself a good rubber cock session at the moment, in fact, or whether she should go next door and see if Claire was in the mood to fool around. Sarah wasn't exactly a lesbian. But she loved to suck pussy. She never associated with true dykes, because they were the same as men, wanting emotional attachments and never satisfied with keeping it purely physical. But it was different with Claire. Claire was not a lesbian, either, but she loved to get her cunt sucked off and, like Jack Spratt and his wife, together they could lick the platter clean. It was a convenient arrangement, agreeable to both- -physical pleasure without any obligations.

Sarah, stark naked, had taken her rubber prick from its drawer and was rubbing the fat cock-knob against her tits and nipples. The dildo was a huge, realistically contoured device, with a flaring knob and thick veins up the underside of the shaft. If only the fucker could cream, Sarah thought, with a sigh.

She was getting hot, her nipples shooting out as she rubbed the dildo against them, and her pussy was starting to flood. She pushed the rubber cock up through her cleavage, tonguing the tip as it squeezed out from between her fat tit-mounds. It didn't taste as lovely as a flesh-and-blood cock, course, but it was better than nothing. She sucked on it a bit, then started to lower it to her groin.

The doorbell sounded.

Sarah frowned at the interruption. Just when she was all ready to stuff her pussy! She considered not answering the door, but then she called out: "Who is it?"

"It's me," Claire replied.

Sarah grinned, her green eyes glowing. What a lucky time for her neighbor to stop by! She moved to the door, naked, the saliva- slippery dildo in her hand. There was nothing inhibited about Sarah, especially not where Claire was concerned. Claire had the most delicious cunt that Sarah had ever sucked--probably, although Sarah didn't know it, because that cunt was usually full of doggy cum.

Sarah opened the door, grinning impishly.

"Oh!" Claire exclaimed, blinking in surprise at the unexpected sight that greeted her eyes. The dark-haired beauty stood in the doorway, her legs slightly parted, cuntjuice trickling down her thighs and a big rubber prick held against her bushy cunt mound.

Sarah smiled, her green eyes running over the lush figure in the slinky black negligee.

Then Claire, recovering from her shock, grinned.

"Am I interrupting something?" she asked teasingly.

"Nothing that can't wait--or that you can't help me with, honey," said brazen Sarah, raising her eyebrows. She stepped back to allow her girlfriend to come in. Claire slid past her, her arm brushing against one of Sarah's full tits.

"I--I wanted to ask you to do me a favor," Claire said.

"My pleasure," replied Sarah, and her pink tongue slid meaningfully across her lower lip.

Claire started to speak again, to explain that Sarah had misunderstood. But then she paused. Sarah was obviously hungry for some pussy and getting head from the pretty girl was never a hardship. Also, if she gave Sarah what she wanted, Sarah would probably be more willing to do her the other favor of keeping Wolf for the weekend. Claire had creamed very satisfyingly on the dog's spurting prick a few minutes ago, but at the sight of Sarah's moist lips and slippery tongue and eager expression, the blonde girl began to get aroused again.

"I haven't had breakfast yet," Sarah said.

"How about a hot, creamy crumpet?" Claire replied.

"Ummmmm--yeah! I'll lick the filling out," Sarah whispered, her eyes narrowed to slits and glowing like melted jade, and her nimble tongue still sliding suggestively across her full lower lip. She took Claire's hand and led her across the room, still holding the fat rubber cock in her other hand.

Claire turned and sat down on the couch. Standing over her, Sarah opened the blonde's frilly negligee. Claire's tits were creamy, the smooth globes full and capped by stiff pink nipples. Sarah leaned down and her curly black hair cascaded over the blonde's white tits. Sarah sighed, and ran her wet tongue up through Claire's deep cleavage. Then she sucked one of her stiff nipples into her lips, nursing hungrily on it. Claire arched back, moaning. Her tits thrust up, as round and as full as balloons. She stroked the back of Sarah's dark head and squirmed against her face. Sarah switched back and forth, mouthing each of Claire's tits in turn, paying equal oral homage to both plump tit-globes.

Sarah sank slowly to her knees on the floor, between Claire's spread thighs. She gazed down at the blonde's cunt, whimpering hungrily. Claire's clit was stiff and vibrant--and so was Sarah's tongue. Sarah was positively drooling for that creamy snack, her green eyes burning into Claire's groin like laser beams. As a tease, Sarah did not lower her face into the blonde girl's steaming crotch for a few moments. Saliva flecked her lips and her pretty face flushed with desire. Her hands moved onto Claire's knees and she suddenly remembered that she was still clutching the dildo. Grinning, Sarah slid the rubber cock up the inside of Claire's lush thigh.

Claire shook her head and started to speak, to tell Sarah that she wanted tongue, not a rubber substitute for a prick. But then she paused, knowing full well how much Sarah adored to eat pussy and realizing that the dildo would be no more than a preliminary to that mutually desirable feast. Staring down at Claire's crotch, Sarah nudged the tip of the rubber tool into her pussy-slit. Claire's cuntlips fluttered open and a silvery streak of cuntjuice slid down her open slot and ran onto the dark rubber prick-knob.

Claire moved her hips, grinding her pussy against the head of the dildo, murmuring softly. Sarah slowly fed the fat cockhead up the blonde girl's pussy, twisting the hard cock-rod from side to side, levering and wedging and prying. Claire gasped as the rubber prick brushed her clit. It felt awfully good. Claire had never been fucked by a dildo before.

She jerked her belly and twisted her hips as Sarah continued to feed the long, thick rubber cock up her steaming fuckhole. With almost all of the length buried, the dark girl rotated it, her wrist turning as she twisted the rubber cock all the way around inside Claire's cunthole, massaging her in a way that a real prick could not. As she rolled the cock around, she fingered Claire's throbbing clit with her other hand.

"Oh, shit, I'll cream--"

"Don't--not yet," whispered Sarah. She pulled the prick out and slid it back in. The thick prick-rod squished as it filled Claire's cunt, pumping pussy juice out. Sarah fucked in and out steadily. Then she arched her back and pushed her own belly up between Claire's thighs, holding the hilt of the rubber cock against her own cunt mound, as if it were her prick and she was actually fucking her blonde friend. Her teardrop-shaped ass corkscrewed, and her hips jolted as she cranked the substitute cock into Claire's steaming fuckhole.