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Casino Tiny and Venus arrived just in time to see Quinton win the final hand at the final table -- stacks of chips were piled high; he smiled as broadly as someone who, well, someone who had just won $10,000. For the second time in two days, Quinton was uncharacteristically and unguarded emotional. Normally Quinton was unaffected, unaffected by women and unaffected by money, but Tiny softened him, made him more real, made him something that he hadn't previously been, it was vaguely unnerving but nevertheless exciting. "Congratulations," said Tiny. She hugged Quinton affectionately and kissed him passionately on the lips. "I'd like you to meet my new friend -- Venus." Venus extended a hand forward and shook Quinton's hand. "It's nice to meet you; Tiny talked about you all afternoon." She pecked him on the cheek. Tiny and Venus were dressed for clubbing: low-cut dresses, high heels, smoky eyes, rich pink lipstick; Quinton was dressed for Texas hold 'em -- blue jeans and T-shirt. "Come on Quinton, you're under-dressed; we'll help you get ready for the evening," said Tiny with raised eyebrows. She interlocked elbows with Venus and tugged Quinton toward the elevators. With adrenaline fueled excitement Quinton gave a blow-by-blow account of his afternoon of card playing -- he'd gone all-in a few times and was lucky that his bluffs weren't called. But the hand that solidified his lead came late in the day -- he drew a pair of Kings and a third king came on the flop. He played it cool; he had an 85 percent chance of winning but his opponent was cocky and confident. They both went all in; his opponent revealed pocket aces and Quinton's heart sank; his probability of winning declined significantly. Incredibly, the King of hearts was the final river card. After that, it was an easy path to victory. By the time they arrived on the 24th floor Quinton was so hopped up he didn't notice that Tiny had stopped and inserted her electronic room key. When he realized she wasn't beside him, he retraced his steps, smiled and shook his head. Tiny handed Quinton the room key and said, "Just come in when you're showered and changed." She winked and closed her door. Venus was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, thinking of all that had transpired. She wasn't sure where the evening was headed, but she was willing to play along, willing to let go and experience something completely new. Tiny slid beside her; sexuality wafted through the room. Tiny touched Venus's shoulder, "Your skin is still warm; does it hurt?" Tiny gently kissed her shoulder and neck. "No," said Venus with a nervous smile. "I had a wonderful day." "Me too," cooed Tiny. "I'm glad you sat next to me at the pool." She again kissed Venus's neck and shoulder, a little softer and tenderer. "Serendipity," whispered Venus. "But I've never done this before... have never... you know... been with another woman." Her voice was subdued and tentative. Tiny kissed her softly on the lips, reassuring her that it didn't matter, that it was okay, and that it was meant to be. "You are beautiful," purred Tiny. She stroked her cheek and cupped her neck and kissed her again, this time parting her lips with her tongue. Tiny toyed with the thin<b> straps </font></b>of Venus's dress and slowly inched them off, kissing her neck, shoulder and upper arm. She kissed Venus again -- this time Venus's tongue was not passive. Unconsciously, Venus slightly parted her legs. Tiny slowly unzipped Venus's dress; she kissed her neck and collarbone. Venus was under a spell -- she lifted her arms over her head and Tiny slipped off her dress. She wasn't wearing a bra and Tiny admired Venus's large upturned breasts -- Tiny fondled them and sucked her aroused nipples and licked circles around her areola. Venus squirmed with excitement -- the tenderness of a woman's touch was unfamiliar but undeniably stimulating. Tiny ran her fingers through Venus's long auburn hair and pulled her close for another passionate kiss. Sensing that Venus would be less inhibited if they were both naked, Tiny unzipped her dress and wiggled out of it -- she raised her eyebrows and smiled devilishly. Tiny guided Venus's face to her small tits; Venus kissed Tiny's nipples timidly -- Tiny moaned and encouraged Venus. Venus flicked her tongue less hesitantly and sucked more naturally, almost wantonly. Tiny responded with louder moans. Venus ran her hands through Tiny's long brown hair and traced an outline over her fine cheekbone. The tipping point was breached -- Venus was all in; they groped and kissed passionately. From her side of the bed, Tiny pulled back the bedspread, fluffed up a large white pillow and laid Venus down. She kissed her lips, her neck, her cleavage, and her belly button. She rubbed her through her panties. Venus's legs again parted, this time intentionally. Tiny teased with the elastic and continued touching her through the silky material, occasionally pressing the soft middle spot. She kissed her again; Tiny looked into Venus's large grey eyes -- she loved the way Venus had done her makeup, sultry, erotic, and a little slutty. She kissed gently her glossy pink lips, stared into her eyes and slipped her hand inside Venus's panties. She touched her delicately and traced along the outside of her labia, teasing her. With her middle finger, Tiny slowly touched the outside of her pussy lips and slightly pushed. Venus's breathing was ragged -- she desperately wanted Tiny to finger her like her boyfriend did, but Tiny teased and took her time. Venus would learn the way that women loved; she was determined that Venus's first girl-induced orgasm was memorable. Tiny slightly pushed in her finger and slowly backed out, but not all the way. She held Venus's gaze and continued -- each time a centimeter deeper and a fraction faster. But the sexual tension that had built all afternoon was too much; Venus frantically circled and rubbed her clit through the soft silky material. Tiny increase the speed, just enough; Venus panted and thrust her hips back and forth; she was close and Tiny knew it. She whispered into Venus's ear, "Venus," her words were soft, "You're so pretty..." She licked her earlobe and nuzzled her, "Baby, baby, baby... ooh..." "Tiny," said Venus desperately, biting her lower lip, "Faster, deeper... Yes like that..." She involuntarily thrust her hips, again and again until her orgasm finally subsided. Tiny pressed her body into Venus, held her, kissed her, caressed her, stroked her... loved her like no man could. Tiny kissed from her neck to her navel and slowly and seductively pulled off Venus's panties. With long strokes Tiny licked Venus's pussy from bottom to top; she darted and flicked her tongue -- she loved the taste of a new lesbian. Tiny sucked Venus's clit while simultaneously easing in her index and middle finger. Venus wasn't prepared for the incredible sensation; she shuttered and moaned loudly. She grabbed a handful of Tiny's hair and pulled her closer to her pussy. Until today, she never imagined that she'd have such a strikingly beautiful woman eating her out, and bringing her to places she hadn't imagined. Venus grinded her hips into Tiny, rubbed furiously her clitoris and came again. Venus laughed out loud, sucked in a breath and laughed again -- she couldn't believe it. Tiny smiled broadly, contently. Venus affectionately held Tiny's face and kissed her; their tongues explored each others mouths. Venus stood; she was new at this but knew that it was Tiny's turn. Tiny leaned back against the pillow. Venus remembered the lessons -- she kissed Tiny's neck, sucked her tits, licked circles around her areola. She kissed Tiny's sharp hips and worked lower until she was face-to-face with Tiny's finely manicured, perfectly balanced, swollen pussy lips. She didn't hesitate to taste her first woman -- the tangy sweetness would be something she'd never forget -- uncertain exactly what to do, but knowing what she just experienced, Venus gently nibbled and sucked, stuck her tongue deeply into Tiny and licked ferociously. Tiny grabbed Venus's hair, and wiggled her hips like she was on the dance floor. Venus pushed her thumb into Tiny's slick opening, and fucked and sucked until her new girlfriend climaxed. They kissed and fondled and enjoyed the post-orgasmic bliss. The door opened and Quinton appeared -- he wasn't surprised that Tiny and Venus were wrapped in each others arms, in fact, he had deduced that it would be so; it was a logical conclusion, and everyone knew Quinton loved logic. He smiled and was glad that he was welcome. Tiny and Venus smiled back; Tiny motioned for Quinton to come closer. He stood in front of her while she unzipped his fly and unbuttoned his pants. "Oh my," said Tiny with a big goofy smile. She curled her fingers around his stiff thickness and stroked and tasted his excitement. She yanked his boxers to his knees -- with her right hand she stroked, with her left she fondled his balls; she loved the feeling of his loose shaft skin gliding over his thick rigid column. Venus hopped off the bed and helped Quinton unbutton his shirt -- she kissed his strong shoulders, thick neck and muscular arms. Although Quinton had a sedentary profession, he was in remarkable shape -- he went to the gym three nights a week, ran 10 miles on the weekend, swam in the summer, played basketball with the guys in the winter; he was limber and nimble but remarkably strong. Tiny stood and helped Venus; the girls were temporarily satiated -- Quinton was the center of their attention. With her delicate fingers Tiny traced lines around his well-defined pectorals and sucked his nipples -- they weren't soft and supple like Venus's but nevertheless responded and contracted into small hard pebbles. She ran her hands over his washboard stomach muscles, reached behind and grabbed his firm ass. Tiny stood on her toes, wrapped her arms around Quinton's neck and kissed him as passionately as she had kissed Venus just moments ago. Venus pulled back the bedspread, propped up the pillows and reclined on the left side of the king-size bed and pleasured herself; she toyed with her pussy and fondled her tits; they were big enough that she could lick her own nipples. Every nerve ending was as sensitive as a delicate flower. Prior to today she'd never made love to a woman and she had never watched a couple make love; this was the most sensual and erotic day of her life -- she already had two orgasms and expected the number to rise. But for now, she wasn't in a rush -- her eyes were transfixed on Tiny and Quinton and she was content to pleasure herself to their rhythm. Tiny pushed Quinton to the bed and straddled him -- the pent up sexual tension snapped like a rubber band and exploded into a rage of passion. Tiny held his face with her hands, caressed his strong chin, looked deeply into his eyes, and into his soul. Quinton stared infatuately, and kissed her as passionately as he ever had kissed. Tiny slid down, scratched his chest with her fingernails and traced along the thick trail of brown hair starting at his belly button. She grabbed his big dick and licked from bottom to top, never averting her gaze from his. She ran her tongue around his bulbous head and smiled seductively. She bobbed up and down, and swallowed one third of his thick, veined cock -- she licked the underside of it, traced her tongue around his full engorgement -- Tiny raised her eyebrows, licked her lips and smiled -- his nickname would forever be Quinton Wide. He sat forward, they embraced -- she ran her hands through his wavy dark hair. Tiny laid back and spread her legs -- Quinton dove in and sucked her pussy, considerably rougher than Venus had; it drove Tiny crazy. His stubbly face scratched against her sensitive inner thighs; he licked and pushed his tongue into her opening. He circled her clitoris with his large thumb. Their hands connected and their fingers interlaced. They smiled contentedly, each knowing that this was the beginning of a friendship, one that would endure, but one that wouldn't stale -- Tiny would ensure that. Quinton kneeled between Tiny's widespread legs and slowly pushed into her -- his hips gently thrust, their eyes were locked on one another. Quinton increased the pace; Tiny momentarily held tenderly his face, stared deeply into his soul. But more pressing issues distracted her -- she wanted him, badly. She grabbed his ass and rubbed his shoulders. His pace increased and he thrust faster; they were caught in a vortex of desire, of need, of longing, of inevitability. Tiny wrapped her legs around his waist and wriggled with delight. He slowed down and savored the moment; he pushed his cock into her and then withdrew it completely; in one moment he teased and in the next he drove hard and deep, and then slowed again; the alternating intensity was incredible -- Quinton was multi-talented and surprised Tiny with his abilities; he wasn't just another smart mind. They rolled over, still connected -- Tiny was now on top. She bounced on him, leaned back, rocked her hips and drove into him. Neither was aware of anything in the room; they were completely absorbed in one another -- they didn't hear Venus cheering them on, didn't hear her panting; didn't hear Venus grunt, "Fuck her... Quinton...Ooh..." Quinton fondled Tiny's small tits and rubbed her clit -- Tiny was close, she bounced up and down and rubbed Quinton's chest; she wrapped her fingers around his neck and kissed him. Quinton met her down strokes with up strokes. They were as close as they could possibly be, physically, emotionally and spiritually. They were completely in sync and came together -- they kissed desperately; they held each other and shared an unspoken truth -- the wait was worth it. The next day at the office Tiny looked up from her computer screen and said, "Okay, just so you know, I have a thing for girls with long auburn hair." Quinton looked up and smiled, "Just so you know, that's fine with me."  |
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 Bravo'!
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all i can say is wow
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