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But when she
started to do the same, working a finger into my pussy, I wiggled in protest, unfastening
my mouth long enough to explain.

“No
fingers,” I instructed. It was far too distracting. “Please, just my clit.”

She focused
her attention back on my clit, working magic with the flick of her tongue, sending
heat through my whole body. My nipples were hard against her belly, and one of
her hands found my breast, tweaking, squeezing, pushing me feverishly close to
my destination. I knew I was going to come, but I wanted to make her come again
too.

I worked my
tongue and fingers together furiously, trying to stay centered on the task at
hand, but her mouth was far too good, and the way she rolled my nipples while
she licked me made it too hard to concentrate. That’s when I saw the vibrator
resting against her thigh.

It was the
less-complicated one and I grabbed it, turning it on and replacing my fingers
with its length. Jen cried out, losing her grasp on my pussy, as I began to
fuck her with the dildo, using my tongue to tease her little clit. She seemed
to like that, if the way she grabbed my hips and buried her face in my pussy
was any indication. Her thighs were wide and trembling, her hips pushed up, the
low, muffled sounds in her throat growing louder by the moment.

Then I
pushed the speed even higher, feeling that first no-turning-back sensation in
my groin, knowing my orgasm was coming and wanting her to get there too. Jen
writhed beneath me, frenzied, her tongue and mouth going crazy against my
pussy, and that sent me over the edge. I couldn’t stop if it I tried. Delicious
spasms wracked my whole body and I sucked Jen’s clit between my lips to keep
myself from screaming with pleasure.

And then she
was coming too, in a flood of juices all over the plunging dildo in my hand,
the wet sound of her orgasm filling the room. It went on and on, and I didn’t
stop fucking her or licking her for a moment, feeling her nails digging into my
ass, leaving half-moon crescents I would notice later but I didn’t notice at
all then. Nothing in the world existed except the hot, sweet, pulsing pink
flesh of Jen’s pussy in my mouth.

“Holy fuck.”
She gasped against my thigh, leaving hot trails of kisses there. “I can’t see
straight.”

“My ears are
ringing,” I panted, wiping her juices off my chin with the back of my hand as I
rolled to the side, collapsing on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. It was
spinning. Or maybe that was my head. I couldn’t tell. “Now
that
was
better than my vibrator.”

“I’ll say,”
she agreed, sighing happily. “How come guys can’t learn to do that?”

I thought
about Tom’s brief forays between my legs, his eagerness to penetrate me, the
unwillingness to learn my queues, even after years of being together.

Glancing
over at Jen, I shrugged. “They probably could, if they wanted to.”

We were
quiet then, both of us, I think, contemplating that realization.

“I want to
show you something.” She went over to the television and turned it on. I
couldn’t believe she could stand, let alone walk, but I half-sat, back on my
elbows, to watch as she put a disk into the DVD player. It was only a moment
before she had queued it up to a lesbian scene, one of the women wearing a very
large strap-on, the other bent over to take it.

“Hot,” I
murmured. It was. My pussy was still on fire but I couldn’t help touching
myself, exploring the wetness, the gentle pulse of my orgasm still fading. I
couldn’t believe it, but she made me want to come again. I didn’t often have
more than one climax in a session with Tom—honestly, I was lucky to get that.
But Jen just made me want more. And more. And more.

“Isn’t it?” She
sat on the edge of the bed, glancing back at me with a little smile. “I let
Brad watch lesbian porn and jerk off whenever he wants. He thinks he’s buying
it for himself.”

I chuckled.
“But you watch it when he’s not home don’t you?”

“Hell yes.” She
grinned, looking back at the screen with a longing sigh. “I want to do that.”

“On top or
bottom?”

“Bottom.”

We were
going to get along just fine, me and Jen. “Do you have a strap-on?”

“No.” She
sighed. “I’ve never had the opportunity to use one.”

“Maybe you
should get one.” I sat up, steadying myself. I was still dizzy. Then I put my
arms around her from behind, cupping her sweet breasts in my hands. They felt
just like I knew they would, like firm little plums.

She moaned
softly, leaning back against me, letting me fondle her. “I think maybe I
should.”

I had a
feeling this was going to be the beginning of a beautiful, brand new sort of
friendship.

The End

ABOUT
SELENA KITT

Selena
Kitt is a bestselling and award-winning author of erotic fiction. She is one of
the highest selling erotic writers in the business. With half a million ebooks
sold in 2011 alone, she is the cream-at-the-top of erotica!

Her
writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this
kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and
twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she’s not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs
an innovative publishing company (www.excessica.com) and in her spare time, she
devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children—and her growing
organic garden. She loves bellydancing and photography. She also loves four
poster beds, tattoos, voyeurism, blindfolds, velvet, baby oil, the smell of
chewing gum and leather, and playing kitty cat.

Her
books
EcoErotica
(2009),
The Real Mother Goose
(2010) and
Heidi
and the Kaiser
(2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male
romance,
Second Chance
, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her
story,
Connections
, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize,
given annually to an erotic short story of “exceptional literary quality,” out
of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all
entries are read “blind” (without author’s name available.)

She
can be reached on her website at
www.selenakitt.com

If you enjoyed
GIRLS
ONLY: THE HAIRDRESSER
,

you might also
enjoy:

GIRLS ONLY: NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTION

By Selena Kitt

Selena Kitt’s
*Girls Only*—where the girls get naughty together, but it feels oh, so good!

Tina’s New
Year’s resolution brings out the explorer in her partner, Beth, and the two
women go on a mission to find the perfect new toy for their sexual adventures.

Selena
Kitt Single

Short
Story—Big Bang!

(approx
3,500 words)

Warning: This
title contains hot panty-melting girl-on-girl action!

EXCERPT:

“Like it?”
Tina’s voice was husky as she met Beth’s eyes in the mirror. Beth just nodded,
swallowing hard as Tina pulled her t-shirt off, so that she was completely
naked except for the strap-on and mesh panties. “How about now?”

“Fuck, baby!”
Beth breathed, her hand pressing between her legs over the crotch of her jeans.

“Yeah.” Tina’s
hips swayed as she came forward, pressing the black cock to Beth’s lips. “I
am... I’m gonna fuck you so good and hard...”

Beth groaned,
licking and sucking the head of the dildo, her eyes on her girlfriend’s face.

Tina smiled.
“Play with yourself, baby. I want to watch.”

Beth unsnapped
and unzipped, wiggling her jeans and panties down her hips to her knees. Her
pussy—just as smooth and soft as Tina’s; they shaved each other every other
day—was soaking wet and her fingers sank easily into her flesh.

“Think this
thing has batteries?” Tina mused, searching for and finding the “on” switch.
The vibrating egg between her legs began to hum and she gasped, her eyes
half-closing in pleasure. “Ohhh yes... batteries included... thank god!”

Beth groaned
around the shaft of the dildo as Tina’s hips rocked, pressing the head of the
cock deeper into her throat. Her clit was throbbing and she rubbed it in fast
circles as Tina fucked her mouth.

“That feels so
gooooood, baby,” Tina moaned, rolling her hips as she pressed forward. Beth
knew that the vibrating egg was rubbing right against the blonde’s clit through
the disposable panties, and that the harder she pressed, the better it felt.
“God, I can’t wait to fuck you with this big cock...”

SELENA
KITT’S OTHER WORKS

NOVELS

A
Baumgartner Reunion

Babysitting
the Baumgartners

Baumgartner
Generations: Henry

Baumgartner
Generations: Janie

Letters
to the Baumgartners

Naughty
Bits (Revised)