David Lasher - Bi babes do it better

"When Rita and Audra get it on, it can last an hour!"

"Can you drag it out that long, honey?" Teddi murmured, pushing her cunt into Lenna's sweet, warm pussy.

"Oh, not yet!" Lenna giggled, arching her peaked, coraltipped breasts forward until they touched Teddi's boobs.

"But I'm working on it! Mmmmmm! Your cunt feels gooood!"

"Love it," Teddi breathed.

Fox Long watched the leggy mulatto undulate and cavort in time to the music at the piano bar in the Fan Tan Lounge of downtown Santa Barbara. The entertainer wore a very brief panty, and a red ribbon across her high, firm tits. A small sign to the side of her said her name was Sandy.

Fox was getting a neat little titter. She didn't heat up quickly unless she saw a pussy with oodles of appeal.

Sandy knew she was attracting Foxi's attention, and she moved closer, her dusky thighs farther apart, her coital thrusts more abandoned.

She knows I want her, Foxi thought, shivering Damn! It takes one to know one! Ah, good, the music is ending, and I'll make my play.

Foxi dropped a twenty in the tip glass and Sandy smiled, her snow-white teeth glistening, Only one man sat at the piano bar, and he'd obviously had too many Bloody Marys. Fat and half bald, he would be no competition in spite of the money he'd been dropping as tips.

Sandy finished her act with a few lewd hunches and then wiggled off the platform.

After Sandy disappeared behind a screen, Foxi sipped at her second martini, feeling fun juice oozing out into her panties. Her fingers trembled a little. A young brunette at Foxi's right giggled and gave Foxi a searching look.

"She doesn't do lezzie, honey. I've tried it."

"Maybe you don't have the right kind of bait, sweetie," Foxi said dryly.

The brunette took a deep breath to accent her bulging tits, which were almost ready to fall out of her gaping blouse.

"These aren't too bad! What've you got that's so damn special?"

"You'll never know, baby," Foxi said. At that moment Sandy appeared wearing a thin wrapper and wiggled up behind her. She leaned down and whispered in Foxi's ear, "I get off work in half an hour, honey. You have a pad around here some-place?"

Foxi nodded, shivering. "I'll wait."

"I cum real good with sexy blondes," Sandy breathed.

Foxi laughed. The big-breasted brunette gave Foxi a dirty stare and departed, her wide ass twitching to show her displeasure. Fuck her, Foxi thought.

Sandy floated away, out of sight, and Foxi experienced that airy sensation of anticipation she usually enjoyed before trying a new pussy. She sipped her martini carefully.

No more gin. She wanted all her sensibilities when she slipped her fingers into that dusky girl's cunt and sucked on those long, dark nipples.

At twenty-six, Foxi believed herself to be a very accomplished girl lover. She had the body, the brains and the right sensual equipment. Sometimes conquests were almost too easy. A few times recently she'd actually been bored with some fresh new cunts.

She needed a new kind of challenge! A man? She had tried that route, too. Most were too much alike, all talk and not much go. Once they got their nuts off, the passion faded too swiftly.

Maybe Sandy would present a unique set of circumstances that would titillate Foxi in a new way. No harm in dreaming about an extraordinary sexual encounter.

In Foxi's Mercedes, headed for her apartment with Sandy snuggled close, Foxi let her right hand drop down between the mulatto's long, sweet thighs. She wore shiny black pants and a blouse slashed to the waist. Foxi had donned a rather modest top and a mini-skirt for her venture into the Fan Tan Lounge.

"Oooooooo," Sandy murmured as Foxi squeezed the firmly rounded thigh dose to her cunt. "I think this is gonna be real nice!"

"I'm getting some supper vibes, honey," Foxi giggled.

She pressed her exploring fingers against Sandy's cunt mound and the dark girl hunched playfully.

"I haven't had a satisfaction in months!" Sandy purred.

"So many jerks and losers hanging around. It's great to see a real sexy dish like you, Foxi!"

"We're going to have funnnnn!" Foxi gurgled as Sandy thrust her crotch again and again.

I'm sniffing money as well as pussy, Sandy thought, shivering. German car, expensive clothes, top drawer looks and class. I'll work a big tip out of this cunt! I'm due in Las Vegas in a week, and I'll meet my stud there for some real far out fucking! He's had some bad luck lately, he needs all the help I can give him, money and pussy both!

The mulatto knew deep inside that she was crazy for getting involved with a guy like Danny, but when he slipped his huge prick into her quivering cunt, nothing else mattered! She'd fight and scheme for him, and she'd do almost anything to keep him on the string.

Sometimes she even brought home another woman for him. Many chicks in her line of work couldn't enjoy sex much without two partners, male or female. It was a crazy, mixed-up world.

Foxi pulled up in front of a huge apartment complex and the two got out of the car and moved to a wide doorway where the leggy blond punched a computerized button keyboard to unlock the building's main entrance. Security. Inside was total luxury. Moments later they were in Foxi's pad, something right out of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.

"Let's shower and change, huh?" Foxi purred, sliding her left hand down across Sandy's ass.

"Why not just shower and mess around, honey!" Sandy teased. She was still enjoying the caress when a girl with a plump, young pussy with very dark hair, wearing only a sheer wrapper, wiggled into sight.

"This is my maid, Ollie," Foxi purred. "Ollie, meet Sandy!"

"Pleased!" Sandy breathed, noting all the physical assets Ollie possessed, including a delicious pair of high, pointy tits. She was probably around nineteen, a cute, voluptuous live-in, obviously there for one purpose, and not maid work.

"Oh, you're something?" Ollie gushed, her wrapper drifting apart in front. A delicately shaped tit peered inside Sandy's low-cut blouse.

"Four boobs but with a single thought!" Ollie gurgled, her tongue flicking between her pearly white teeth.

Sandy giggled. Are you going to join us in a tub, honey?"

"What Foxi says is what she gets," Ollie murmured.

"Let's get in the mood, girl," Foxi smiled. She slipped her blouse over her head, exposing her pear-shaped tits, high and stiffly contoured, the pretty pink nipples already tumid.

Sandy quickly removed her deeply slashed blouse, and the three came close together.

I should have told Sandy about Ollie, Foxi thought.

Ollie's been with me three weeks now, and she's simply far fucking out, or sucking, or whatever else I like! I need my cums regularly, and I also need some new cunt now and then!

Foxi pushed her tits into Sandy's pointed breasts and felt a sweet surge of lust. Their mouths met, their tongues writhed and coiled, their lips open wide. Ollie moved aside, now behind Foxi, pillowing her crotch against Foxi's rounded ass cheeks.

Sandy arched her cunt at Foxi's cunt, and while they both still wore clothing from the waist down, the contact was delicious! Foxi liked the slow thrusting motion of Ollie's bare cunt mound against her butt.

The press of Sandy's tits into her own boobs surged Fort's excitement higher. The mulatto had an appealing personal aroma, like the scent of carnation, and the spread of bet shanks, the agile crotch movements, sent stings of desire across Foxi's loins.

Her clit erected brazenly and she stroked her tongue faster.

Foxi broke up the mouth-to-mouth and giggled. "Naked is better, Sandy! Let's see more pussy!" "Riiiight!"

Sandy laughed. "Let's stop this tease stuff and get it oonnnn!" The way she said it, the word rhymed with moan.