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Mel Marshall: Two-way sisters

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Bracing herself against the cool tile of the wall beside her, she hiked up her leg so that her foot rested on the edge of the bathtub. Her pussy was now open. She adjusted the spray to get a sharp, hard flow of water which came together about six inches from the spout. It stung her skin as it came out.

Carefully, very carefully, she moved the nozzle, directing the jetting water directly onto her protruding clit. Her burning loins moved almost imperceptibly, her hips jerked. The thrills sweetened, focusing to a clear point of almost unbearable pleasure.

Oh yes, that's the way! Come on! I've waited and waited for this! Now, now! It's going down my legs, into my titties, shooting along my ass and into my whole body… oh, ohhh, ooohhh, yes, now, now, please, now! Come big, you sweet little thing… now, now, yes, YES! NOW!

The stinging water pounded at her. Her body jerked as the first electrifying jolt struck her. Her nipples hardened, her belly tightened, and her cunt spasmed. But the nozzle did not waver. Her head was spinning from her first come. Sweetly, she felt another building up. She jerked again as it overtook her. Then another, and another. She lost count, trying only to throw herself into each climax as it came.

"Ohhh, shit! Ooohhh, yes! Oooohhhhh, Hell!"

Her body was racked by spasm after incomparable spasm. Finally, she had all she could take.

She hung up the shower head and turned off the water, her knees weak. Her whole body shook with fulfillment.

She slumped down in a chair in the bedroom after toweling herself off. God, that had been beautiful! She felt thoroughly sated. Glancing up, she saw that it was almost time for Ron to pick her up. She would have to hurry to get ready in time.

CHAPTER THREE

Paul Giddings stood in the middle of the kitchen. The two strong tequila sunrises he had just drunk were taking effect. Quite a noticeable effect, in fact. It was all the stronger since the evening was getting along and he had not eaten yet.

He contemplated the stove and considered making himself something fast and simple. He knew he should eat, but the alcohol had taken the hard edge off his hunger. Somehow, fixing a meal seemed like such a bother at the moment. Well, it could wait until later. Instead, he decided on a third sunrise.

A bit unsteadily, he made his way to the big armchair in front of the living room window. He sat down, taking care not to let any of the drink slosh over the edge of the glass and onto his hand.

He resumed his train of thought. He couldn't quite figure Bobbi out. In all the time she had lived there, she had not once brought home a boyfriend to stay overnight. As far as he knew, anyway. At first he had thought that maybe she only went for girls, but as time passed he had not noticed her bring any girls, either. No, she definitely wasn't a lesbian. But she was quite a change from Ruth, the tenant who had preceded her in the apartment. She hadn't been quite as young as Bobbi, but unlike Bobbi she had seemed to be in perpetual heat, and a steady stream of visitors had passed through the house.

Naturally, he was finally included in her fun. Until she moved out to go back East somewhere for a better job, he had had all the sex he needed. And that was saying plenty.

He smiled at the memory and took a big sip of his drink. Some of that sex, he remembered, had been pretty kinky, too. Ruth had by no means been inexperienced, but there were a lot of tricks an experienced man in his forties could show a young thing of twenty-five. A lot. She had called him perverted more than once, but she always ended up enjoying whatever they did to and for each other. He actually enjoyed her resistance to some of his suggestions – it added spice to the sex.

Paul heard a car pull up in front. He looked up, taking another long pull from his drink. That would be Ron. Yes. He waved to Paul as he came up the short walk to the entrance. Paul waved back.

Lucky bastard, he thought to himself as he heard Ron clump up the stairs. He'll get some tonight. But then again, maybe not. Maybe Bobbi just doesn't know what the score is.

He made his way to the door that looked out on the hall and opened it. The couple was just at the top of the stairs and beginning to come down. Bobbi was wearing a clinging one-piece cotton dress that stopped about six inches above her knees. From where he was he could look right up the dress to the dark place between her thighs. The tight dress stuck to every delicious curve of her body.

Hmmm, he thought, she's wearing underpants tonight. What a shame. But she damn well should if she's doing to dress like that. Jesus Christ!

"Oh, Bobbi, do you have a minute? I need to talk to you about something."

"Well, we were just on our way to eat, and we're a little late as it is. Can't it wait until later?"

"No, not really," Paul said. The liquor was making his mouth rubbery, and he had to concentrate on what he was saying to get the words to come out right. He felt excitement rising in him.

"OK, I guess. But we're really in a hurry. Come on, Ron."

"I'd really rather talk to you alone, if you don't mind. Privately. In here." He held the door open for her as she and Ron came down.

Her brow was furrowed in concern. "Is something wrong? I hope I haven't done anything to… well, you know. I try to keep the place clean and so an."

Paul smiled. "Oh, no. Nothing like that. But I do need to talk to you for a second."

Ron touched her shoulder reassuringly. "Look, I understand. I'll wait for you in the car." He walked out and Bobbi came in.

Paul's mind was racing. Why had he done this? Why had he gotten himself into this bind? His prick throbbed in his pants and he knew the answer. But what did he think he was going to do? Her boyfriend was waiting for her, not far away, and she was in a hurry. Well, he'd make it clear he expected her to come with him on his little trip tomorrow.

Bobbi eased the door shut. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. Giddings?"

"Well, I, uh, you know earlier today when you paid me the rent for next month?"

Bobbi nodded.

"I forgot to give you your receipt. Here."

He picked up the receipt book from the little desk, tore out the slip of paper and handed it to her. She took it and held it limply. She looked surprised and annoyed.

"Thanks. But is that all? I mean, is this what was so important and couldn't wait?"

"No, it isn't." He turned to face her. "I wanted to tell you that I'll have everything ready for our trip together tomorrow. Why don't you come down around, oh, say eight-thirty or so. That way we can get an early start. OK? And you know, maybe we can just forget the rent next month."

Bobbi couldn't believe her ears. Was this joker for real? Hadn't she made it clear that she didn't want to go? So politeness didn't work. She'd have to get nasty.

"Look, Mr. Giddings, I don't know what you're trying to pull, but I already told you. I'm busy tomorrow. I don't want to go with you tomorrow or any other day. I have to leave pow."

As her hand went to the doorknob, Paul realized he had done something wrong. It hadn't worked. He took a step forward and the smell of her perfume hit his nostrils. He took a step toward her. His hand went to her shoulder.

"Look, Bobbi, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that the way it sounded." God, she was beautiful! Her full, sensuous lips were clamped together in mild anger. Her dark eyelashes battled over her brown eyes, which were moving over his face searchingly. Her skin felt, so good under his hand.

All semblance of control left Paul. The arm which had rested lightly on Bobbi's shoulder a few seconds before went around behind her. With it he supported the back of her head. His mouth covered hers, cutting short the cry of surprise which Bobbi was beginning to make. He pinned her body between himself and the door, being careful not to press too hard. He didn't want to hurt her.

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