Paul Mall - Take A Toss With Tess

"Ohhhh. Christ!" Jeanie's eyes opened wide and the ceiling seemed to come closer. "What are you… oh, wow… ohhhhhh.

When Tessie realized what she had done, and how much Jeanie obviously enjoyed it, she shattered in orgasm. Then as the orgasm subsided, leaving her with the tingling sensations of post-orgasm, Tessie shoved the handle of the hairbrush into Jeanie's twat.

"Ahhhhh! Oh, oh, oh, oh… Tessie, what – Agggggggg!" Jeanie, with Tessie's finger buried in her ass, the brush filling her cunthole, convulsed madly on the bed, seized by uncontainable tremors as she came.

Somehow, driven on by sexual madness, Tessie managed to get back onto the bed. She placed her hairy slit over Jeanie's mouth and lowered her pussy onto Jeanie's lips, still fucking Jeanie with the brush, still slipping her finger in and out of the tiny asshole. And when Jeanie's mouth sucked in her lovebud, biting it erotically, Tessie licked rapidly at Jeanie's clitoris, driving the already crazed girl further into her delirium. Tessie came so hard she thought she was going to burst wide open down there, the last orgasm burning out of her almost painfully.

At the end of their lascivious amusements, both girls promised that this would not be the last time they'd indulge in Lesbian lovemaking. Once being truly never enough.

"You're very quiet tonight. Something wrong?"

Since leaving the movie theater, Joey and Tessie had walked, side by side, in silence. It was a hot night, and Joey's pale yellow knit shirt clung to his back. He shrugged his shoulders, trying to unstick the shirt from his skin. Tessie's quietness made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Did I say something to upset you?"

Looking at the ground as she walked, Tessie shook her head to indicate that he hadn't. Tears brimmed in her eyes and she didn't want him to see them.

"Tessie, please talk to me. You're making me feel terrible."

She looked at him then, tears trickling down her cheeks. "It was the movie: it made me sad."

"The movie made you sad?" he asked incredulously. "I didn't know you found time to watch any of it, what with all that we were doing."

Tessie laughed, appreciating his attempt to make her feel better. "I guess that was a silly answer. I'm just depressed, I guess. Nothing big deal though."

They walked a while longer, silence between them again. Tessie didn't say anything else and Joey felt awkward, not knowing how to handle the situation. He liked her, liked her more than he wanted to, and he felt bad that she was upset.

"Tessie, why don't you talk about what's bothering you? Maybe I could help." He put his arm around her, drawing her closer to him and hugging her affectionately. "I'd like to help."

"Why? It has nothing to do with you." For some reason, Tessie said the words defiantly. Immediately feeling sorry, she added: "I don't want to burden you with my problems… Besides, I'm not even sure I know what the problems are."

Slightly annoyed by how she had spoken to him, Joey dropped his arm from around Tessie's shoulders. "It isn't a burden… We have been going out for a long time now." And, adding sarcasm to sarcasm: "You'd think you'd trust me by now."

"Joey! It has nothing to do with trusting. If you want to know, I'm just concerned about… about… well, about a lot of things. They'll puzzle themselves out eventually."

They walked past an all night diner, and, seeing that it wasn't too crowded, Joey asked Tessie if she'd like to have something to eat. Always eager for a midnight snack, Tessie agreed and they entered the diner and found an empty table, all the way in the back, against the wall. Tessie always picked the most remote table she could find and this night was no different.

After the waitress took their orders, pancakes for her, cheeseburger for him, they looked across the table at each other, each pair of eyes seeking a clue as to how the other felt. When their eyes met, they both smiled. Joey looked away, embarrassed by his show of affection, and Tessie giggled, glad for it.

"I'm sorry, Joey. I didn't mean to snap at you. I really would like to talk to someone… to you." Her eyelashes fluttered.

"I'm still listening." Joey poured ketchup on the cheeseburger in front of him, then salted it and placed the pickle directly in the middle of the burger., "Talk to me now, there's no one close enough to hear anything."

Tessie stopped forking the heavily syruped blueberry pancakes into her mouth and took a swill of hot coffee. It burned down her throat but she took another sip anyhow. Then, sighing, she sat straight back against the red plastic seat, and fumbled in her bag for a pack of cigarettes. Lighting one, inhaling deeply, she was ready to tell Joey what had been bothering her.

She told him all about how she wanted to lose her virginity and how she had plotted to do so. She told him about Mr. Sands, about Nick, and about Jeanie. And she told him that now she was all confused, not sure what sex was really all about, or what she wanted from it. She admitted to liking it, liking it very much, that she was bothered that maybe she even liked it too much.

All the while she spoke, Joey stared wide-eyed at her, amazed by every detail, hardly noticing that he had eaten his entire cheeseburger and two pickles. out of the bowl on the table. He had had no idea that Tessie was so promiscuous. He was stunned and he was hurt.

"Jesus, Tessie! Was I part of your fucking plot? Do I get a prize for being the lucky bastard who split your cunt?"

Tessie jerked her head in astonishment. She didn't understand why Joey was angry. Why should he be angry? Who she fucked around with shouldn't bother him, and besides, he should feel good about being the one to have gotten her cherry. Only one guy in the whole world could get the damn thing. It was a prize of a sort.

He shoved his plate out of his way and put his coke in its place: "So what's your problem? Don't know who to fuck next?" He sipped the coke up through the straw, angrily drinking down the sickly sweet soda, trying to fill his belly with something else besides pain.

"Joey, what the hell are you mad at? I really don't understand." Tessie felt like she was about to cry again.

He looked at Tessie, his eyes squinting, concentrating on her. She looked helpless, frightened even. His anger left him and he wanted to hold her again, he wanted to kiss her. Joey called the waitress to bring the check, and he put a tip on the table.

"Come on, we'll take a walk, and we'll talk.

I'm not really mad, I just wasn't prepared for what you told me. It just isn't what I expected."

Joey paid the bill and they left. Walking down a side street, he took her hand and squeezed it tightly, glad that the night was dark and she couldn't see his face… or he see hers.

"Tessie it hurt me to hear about all those guys. I… I thought that I was the only one that you did it with. I guess that was foolish. I just took it for granted. There really isn't any reason for you not to… er, not to go with other guys, or play around with Jeanie."

She tried to look at him, but it really was too dark to make out his features. "Joey, don't you fuck other girls? She was afraid he'd say no, more afraid he'd say yes. She tried to shut her ears, grimacing her face up in the attempt.

"Well, yeah! But not half as much as you… as you fuck around. Christ, Tessie, I don't think anyone does." At least he hoped not. He'd hate to have been missing out on something good.

"Well, maybe I like it more than most. Is that so terrible? Is it, Joey? I really want to… really need to know."

He thought about it a moment. He wanted to tell her that it was, that she was wrong, that she should stop, but he couldn't find a logical reason to give her. He had to face the fact that his reaction was just pure jealousy, that he really cared more for Tessie than he had allowed himself to believe.