Fletcher Hill - Sweet lips

And yet, here they were! All her closest girlfriends, welcoming her back among them, every one of them obviously as glad to see her as she was to see them. It was almost too much for her, and she felt a tear start down her cheek.

"Don't you dare cry!" Vickie said, and kissed the tear away. "Aren't you happy?"

"I've never been so happy," Sharon said, sniffling.

Besides Vickie and herself, there were seven girls in the room, including Neva and Nina Garren, who were identical twins. Most of them were photographer's models, like Vickie and Sharon, and all of them were breathtakingly beautiful. Jill and Leda and Gayle were blondes. Mimi and Adele were vivid brunettes. The twins, Neva and Nina, were redheads with tilted, gray-green eyes.

All the girls had brought gifts, and there was a general clamor for Sharon to open them at once. The gift-wrapped boxes covered the coffee table, and from their number Sharon knew that some of the girls must have brought two or even three.

"Open that one with the butterfly paper first, Sharon," Jill said.

"Is that what I think it is?" Leda said.

"It sure is," Jill said.

"You mean you actually got that for her?" Leda said.

"To be honest, no," Jill said. "I got it for all of us."

Sharon laughed. "What is it?" she said.

"Open it and find out," Jill said. "And then use some of it right away. It'll set the mood for the party like nothing else."

Sharon stripped the wrapping from what – until she read the label – appeared to be just another aerosol spray can. "Oh, my!" she said.

"What is it?" Mimi asked, moving close.

"Essence of Pussy," Sharon said.

Everybody laughed.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Adele said. "Spray it around."

Sharon held the can aloft and pressed the plunger, directing the misty spray toward the ceiling.

"Oh, boy!" Mimi said. "You weren't kidding!"

"It's the genuine article, all right," Leda said, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. "Whose pussy is that, Jill? It isn't yours, I know."

Jill laughed. "I only wish I knew," she said. "I'm going back tomorrow and buy myself a case of it." She smiled at Sharon. "The clerk in the sex store told me it was the latest scent in room fresheners."

"It's heavenly," Sharon said. "Thank you, Jill."

"Open that little flat one, Sharon," Neva said. She and her twin stood with their arms about each other. They were lovers who liked other girls, but who never had anything to do sexually with anyone but themselves. Now they stood in such a way that each could casually fondle the other's breast.

Sharon took out a small flat metal box with a picture of three mounted Cossacks on the cover. She opened it, then frowned at the contents perplexedly. "What's this?" she asked.

"Russian Cockroach," Neva said.

"What?" Sharon said.

"It's just like Spanish Fly," Nina said. "Only more potent."

"Are you serious?" Sharon said. "I never heard of such a thing."

"She's just joking," Gayle said, laughing. "Russian Cockroach, indeed!"

"I'm not joking," Nina said, kneading her twin's breast. "You just put a few flakes of that on your tongue, honey. You'll find out."

"Now that big flat box," Leda said.

"This one?" Sharon said.

"Yes."

The box contained two dozen assorted French ticklers.

"Good Lord!" Gayle said. "What's she going to do with those, Leda?"

"Well, they're not for her men friends," Leda said. "Or her finger, either. They're to put on dildoes or vibrators. I buy a box every month, just like clockwork."

"Do you have a vibrator, Sharon?" Gayle asked.

"Not any more," Sharon said.

"Well, you have now," Gayle said. "Open that one with the little phallic figures on it."

Sharon opened the box and held the vibrator up for the other girls to admire. "Giving me such a big one isn't very flattering to me, Gayle," she laughed.

"I just know you to be a very adaptable girl, that's all," Gayle said. "I'm sure you'll be able to rise above it or around it or something."

"If she can't, I'll help her," Vickie said.

"No doubt," Gayle said. "If you can ever take your tongue out of it long enough."

"Now mine," Nina said, swaying back and forth in the embrace of her twin. "The round one."

The lacquered tin box contained an assortment of body flavors.

Sharon smiled. "Vickie's always after me to use some of this," she said. "Thank you, Nina."

"It's the nicest Neva and I have ever come across," Nina said. "Isn't it, Neva?"

"Yes," Neva said. "By far."

"My favorite's the banana," Nina said.

"Banana?" Leda said. "Banana, Nina? You've got to be kidding!"

"Don't knock it till you try it," Nina said.

"My favorite's the licorice," Neva said.

"Licorice!" Leda said incredulously. "Good Lord!"

"Of course, there are all the usual flavors," Nina said. "Raspberry and strawberry and peach and – well, just about everything."

"What?" Leda said. "No peanut butter?" Everybody laughed.

Sharon opened the other gifts, saving the biggest one for last because she suspected from the imaginative wrapping and bow that it was Vickie's. They were the more usual things – cosmetics, lingerie, perfume, imported soap in the shape of breasts and buttocks, and so on.

When she opened the big box and lifted out the object inside it, all the girls began to laugh hysterically.

"Now I've seen everything," Mimi said. "There's nothing more to live for."

It was a double dildo, with two shafts bent in the form of a horseshoe, one inside of and about two inches from the other. The inner horseshoe was three times thicker than the outer. Both ends of both shafts were equipped with detailed heads, complete with eye; and again, the head on the inner bow was much larger than the one on the outer.

"Is this yours, Vickie?" Sharon asked, turning the fantastic dildo around and around, studying it from different angles.

Vickie laughed. "Who else?" she said. "You know how I am, Sharon. I just can't resist gimmicky things like that."

"Well," Sharon said, "perhaps you'll tell me just how a girl is supposed…"

"Not a girl," Vickie said, reaching out for the dildo. "Two girls. You can lie side by side, or one on top of the other, or even stand up. It doesn't matter."

"Listen to the expert," Leda said, "Since when did you get interested in dildoes, Vickie?"

Vickie laughed. "It was just so cute I couldn't help buying it," she said. She raised her skirt with one hand and put one end of the dildo between her legs with the other, pressing both of the heads firmly against her panties. "You see? You put the big knob in your pussy and the little one in your anus. The thing's bent in a bow like this so the other girl can do the same thing with the other two knobs."

"Nice," Neva said, hugging her twin. "We've got to get one of those, Nina."

"Tomorrow morning," Nina said. "As soon as the sex store opens."

"And the best part of it is," Vickie said, "you don't have to hold on to it to keep it in. You can flop around all over the bed, fucking and rimming each other like crazy, and still have your hands free to grab a tit if you feel like it."

"I can see where something like that might catch on," Adele said. "I really can."

"Oh, Nina!" Neva said. "Won't we have fun with ours?"

"Will we ever!" Nina said.

"I made some brownies," Vickie said, putting the dildo back in its box. "Just a second and I'll get them."

"Brownies?" Jill said as Vickie ran out to the kitchen. "Did she say brownies?"

"Well, you know how blondes are," Adele said, smiling, glancing pointedly at Jill's bright golden hair. "You just never know what to expect."

Jill laughed. "But brownies?" she said. She shook her head. "Even Vickie wouldn't make brownies."

Vickie came back with a tray and put it on the coffee table. "Everybody help themselves. There's just one apiece, so don't go begging for seconds."