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Ginger and the Twin Peaks Ch. 04

by KenJames 03/07/04

The West End Digital team stayed until 10:30 PM Thursday night, finishing the pre-production graphics two days ahead of schedule. Darlene and I met Bill Stone on Friday morning. The rest of the team stayed home.

When we'd finished with Bill, I took Darlene to lunch. After we'd eaten, I leaned back in the booth and sighed. "It's such a relief getting done early," I said. "I don't have this kind of deadline pressure doing stained glass."

"It can be tough," Darlene agreed. "The long hours and stress are part of the reason I broke up with my boyfriend last month. I don't know what I'm going to do this afternoon. I'm sure too keyed up to go home."

"Why don't you come home with me?" I asked. "I've got a couple of nice big bottles of Merlot and some food. We can get giggly and learn more about each other."

Darlene studied my face for a moment, long enough for me to feel the moisture building between my legs. "Sure," she finally answered. "That'll be fun."

I admired Darlene's outfit as we sat together on the couch. Her dark purple leather skirt was unusually short. It barely covered her crotch. I could tell she wasn't wearing panties, although she might have a thong. Her form-fitting violet blouse matched the skirt perfectly. It was cut low, showing an impressive amount of cleavage. I could hardly resist the temptation to bury my face between her beautiful breasts.

We talked about our backgrounds for a while. She was six years older than me and had gotten her Fine Arts degree at UT Austin, just like I had. For a while, we gossiped about the Austin art scene and the professors we'd had in common.

After I'd poured our third glass of wine, the conversation became more personal. "So what are you doing with the twins?" she suddenly asked. "Don't look so startled, dear. You've been discreet, but Hollywood's really a small town."

"Both at once," she marveled after I'd told her some of it. "That must be fun. I've heard they're really good in bed."

"Yes, they definitely are," I agreed, setting my wine on the coffee table and moving slightly on the couch, pressing my leg against Darlene's. She took a sharp breath but didn't move away.

I decided this was the time to go for it. "Have you ever had sex with a woman?"

Darlene finished her wine with one swallow and set the glass on the coffee table before turning to face me. "Only in threesomes with a man," she answered. "It wasn't much fun. I think the women were just doing it to please their boyfriends. What about you?"

"I really like men, but sometimes I meet a woman . . ." I put my hand on her breast, feeling her heart pounding. She looked down at my hand for long seconds, then turned to gaze into my eyes. I pressed my lips against hers. Her mouth opened and our tongues darted against each other.

We kissed for a long time. I finally pulled my lips away from hers and began showering her with tender kisses, on her nose, closed eyelids, forehead, cheeks, ears, neck . . . the places I love to be kissed. Darlene had her arms around me, holding me close. She was breathing hard and running her fingers through my hair.

When we finally separated, I pushed the coffee table away and straddled her on the couch, trapping her hips between my thighs. With fumbling fingers, I unfastened her buttons and pulled her blouse open, exposing the half-bra supporting her breasts.

I caught her nipples and began gently rolling them between my thumbs and index fingers. They were growing long and hard under my touch and her areolae were already getting puffy.

Darlene's hands were on my breasts, stroking them through the thin fabric of my blouse. My panties were already soaked. Soon my juices would be flowing down my thighs. The air was full of my sharp scent.

"Let me open my legs," Darlene gasped. I got up and stood in front of her. She was just as hot and wet as I was. Our combined smell was overwhelming. She flipped her skirt up, revealing a tiny white thong. She roughly pulled the thong to one side, exposing her dripping snatch. I dropped to my knees between her legs. "Stick your finger in," she commanded. My index finger slid into her easily. "Oh yeah!" she said, reaching into her bra and releasing her breasts. "Give me another one."

She sank back on the couch, squeezing her tits and playing with her nipples as I drove my crossed fingers violently into her cunt. "Oh, this is so hot!" she exclaimed. "You're finger-fucking me. I'm . . ." Darlene startled me by suddenly screaming and arching her back as her pussy muscles clamped on my thrusting fingers. Her snatch throbbed as she thrashed on the couch.

"I can't believe you came this quickly," I whispered when she was finally spent. I'd never even gotten close to her clit.

"I cum really easily," she answered. "But I've never gotten off with a woman before. Not like this."

"Most of the times I've been with women have been in three-ways with Ken," I said. "It's fun, but I've mostly been turned on by his excitement. You're different. I've wanted you from the first instant we met." I'd unbuttoned my blouse as I was speaking and moved onto the couch, kneeling between her open thighs. Darlene pressed the palms of her hands against my bare breasts.

"I'm scared," Darlene confessed as she continued kneading my breasts and pinching my pebble-hard nipples. "But I want you, too."

"Come on, baby," I said, getting to my feet and extending my hand. "Let's go to the bedroom." We went up the stairs holding hands.

Darlene and I stopped at the foot of the bed, staring at our reflections in the mirror over the headboard. "I never imagined we'd be doing this," she said. "I've thought about it, but I didn't think it would really happen."

"Do you want to stop?" I asked. "There's still time."

"That would hardly be fair," she said, smiling suddenly. "Not after cumming with your fingers in my pussy and splashing you with my juice." She turned to face me and moved into my arms. "Just kiss me again."

We kissed for a long luxurious time, our tongues tenderly stroking each other. Whatever hesitation Darlene had felt about making love with another woman was obviously gone. Her arms were wrapped around my back, holding us tightly together. The feeling of our bare breasts rubbing together was intensely erotic.

Darlene purred as I reached under her skirt and cupped her buttocks. Those muscular mounds of flesh felt even better against my palms than I'd fantasized. I wanted to kiss, lick and even bite them, but that could wait. She was grinding her crotch against mine, arousing me in a way no man had ever done.

My body was already starting to vibrate when Darlene moved her hands down onto my butt. When she reached inside my soaked panties and slipped a finger into my crack, it pushed me over the edge. "I'm . . . cummmmming!" I gasped in surprise as my body began to shake.

"Wow!" I whispered when my orgasm had subsided. My knees were suddenly weak. I might have collapsed if Darlene hadn't been holding me so tightly. "That was so good."

When she was sure I could stand unassisted, Darlene released me and moved away. "It's wonderful," she said as she was removing her blouse and placing it on the dresser. "You cum like me." She unfastened her bra and placed it beside the blouse. Her skirt followed it an instant later. She stepped out of her shoes and stood grinning at me, clad only in her tiny white thong.

"Come on, baby," she commanded. "Strip for me." It only took me a moment to discard my skirt, blouse and shoes. We stood still, staring at each other for a timeless period. I'd never imagined I'd be so filled with lust for another woman.

I was torn between two desires. One was to leap on Darlene like a tigress and ravish her. The other was to grab my sketchpad and capture her erotic intensity for eternity. Later, she told me she'd been having the same feelings.

Lust won out. Moving as one, we approached, each putting a hand on the other woman's crotch. "You're dripping," Darlene marveled, "just as wet as me."

"You're so hot," I breathed. My hand was moist with her juices. I lifted it to my mouth and licked my palm. "I love your scent and taste."

I was suddenly intensely aware of my own damp panties. I'd given in to so many forbidden desires. That little scrap of wet cloth was the final barrier to my lust for another woman. I slipped my fingers into the waistband and pulled my panties down in one swift motion. They fell around my ankles and I stepped out of them.

Darlene stared at my nakedness for long seconds, took a breath so deep it was almost shuddering, and removed her own thong. A heartbeat later, we were locked in our first truly nude embrace.

My hands prowled her body, exploring every curve and indentation. "You have such a wonderful full figure," I whispered. "I feel like a boy next to you."

"Baby, you're not a boy," she answered. "You're a woman. A damn sexy woman!" She grabbed my hand and led me to the bed. She settled on her back and I straddled her hips. Looking down at her magnificent breasts and swollen areolae, I remembered my earlier burning desire to bury my face between them. I reached out and began stroking them, marveling at their plump firmness.

"Come on baby," Darlene gasped, gripping the back of my neck and pulling my face down onto her tits. "Suck my nipples." I stared for an instant before taking one in my mouth. They were already sticking out a full half-inch, as long as mine ever grew.

Her nipple was astonishing. It continued growing thicker and longer as I sucked it and flicked my tongue over its tip. It was like going down on a tiny cock. "It feels so good," Darlene finally said, "but that's only one. The other needs attention, too." No problem. I couldn't get enough of her. When I finally lifted my face from Darlene's chest, I was amazed at the sight. Her erect nipples looked almost exactly like miniature penises. I began pinching and twisting them, jacking them off. I almost expected them to spurt cum.

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