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CHAPTER SEVEN

The hotel room was dark when Val came out of the bathroom, the light behind her spilling out into the unexpected gloominess, casting a dim, irregular patch across the floor. As soon as she became aware of the darkness, her stomach gripped tensely, and her mouth grew very dry. Somehow, instead of it helping, as she thought it might, she found the darkness disconcerting and sinister. It made her pause as her eyes strained to see.

"Shut the light," Alyscia Sorrell said, her voice soft and sensual as it rose up out of the dusky shadows.

"But I can't see."

Alyscia laughed gently. "That's all right, Val. This is one thing we don't need bright lights for to enjoy. Besides, I have a surprise for you."

Val's breathing was shallow and rapid. "A surprise?"

Alyscia laughed again. "Shut the light."

"All right," Val said, turning. Two steps brought her back into the bathroom, where the brilliant electric light filtered down upon her through recessed, opaque sheets of plastic. She hesitated an instant, then threw the switch, plunging the bathroom into total blackness. Feeling her way along the edge of the sink, she stepped back through the doorway into the bedroom. "Now what?"

"Come on over."

"I can't see you. Where are you?"

"I'm sitting on the bed," the other woman said.

"Oh."

The pit of Val's stomach dropped, and she felt faintly dizzy and disoriented. Her palms were sweating, and wetness was dripping down her back, making her blouse stick to her. A spasm of raw, sexual electricity surged through her body, almost immobilizing her. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm her shaken nerve. Slowly, slowly, she reopened her eyes, fluttering her lashes several times as she blinked, and exhaling silently.

Alyscia moaned.

The sound stabbed into Val as if it were a knife, piercing her most secret thoughts with its significance. For a moment or two she just stood there, staring into the darkness, trying to see Alyscia on the bed. Her heart clutched as she thought she could make out a shape, a silhouette which was somehow blacker than the blackness. But then she couldn't be sure. An instant later she did see something – a dull, or – point of light, flickering feebly, stationary and then moving.

"Are you smoking?" Val asked.

"Among other things. Why? Can you see what I'm doing?"

Listening closely, Val thought she could hear a sound – a sticky wet sound, the sound of movement, of flesh pressing into flesh.

"No," Val answered. "I can see the ash."

The cigarette tip moved again, then stopped, about where Val imagined Alyscia's mouth to be. For a single, flickering instant the ember seemed to glow brighter, casting out a flat, dull light, like a smudge of pale illumination spreading across the pitch-colored room. With a spectral fuzziness, the delicate softness of the other woman's face appeared briefly, aid then was gone.

Alyscia exhaled. Then she moaned again, a little louder, with somewhat more breathless passion than before. There was no doubt in Val's mind what was happening.

"Are you coming over here?"

"Yes."

Val tried to remember her face, as she'd seen it for the first time at breakfast this morning, and then only a short while ago, during dinner. Memory brought back only the most general of characteristics – long blonde hair, icy blue eyes, pale, milk-colored complexion, so delicate and parchment like it seemed transparent. The stunning loveliness of her features, and the firm, supple fullness of her body remained only as an impression at the edges of her thoughts, as a mood, a feeling, as the stirring it had evoked in her loins.

A flush of shame, of pure lust, made Val's cheeks hot, and for the first time since she stepped out of the bathroom she was thankful for the darkness.

"Follow the sound of my voice," Alyscia urged, her fingers moving, stroking. Intuitively she could sense the conflict tearing at Val, and she knew she needed to be coaxed and reassured. She smiled, and then consciously tried to put that smile into the tone of her voice. "I'm sitting on the bed."

"I'm coming."

Val moved toward the bed, guided by memory, and by the shadowy impressions filtering through her half-blinded eyes. Earlier she'd removed her shoes, and a few moments before she'd taken off her panty hose in the bathroom. Walking barefooted, the thick pile of the rug made her approach perfectly silent. Only her skirt rustled, lightly, coolly against her thighs, shooting shivers of forbidden delight up through her flesh, stabbing into her cunt. The crotch of her panties was soaked through, and wetness leaked down the insides of her legs.

It's really happening, she thought, shaking her head numbly. My God. It's finally going to happen!

"Ah," said Alyscia, "there you are."

"You can see me?" Val peered into the curtain of night stretched before her, her eyelids squinted almost shut as she strained to see.

"Oh, yes." She laughed. "Come straight ahead, Val. I want to give you your surprise."

Val shuddered. She'd guessed what it was.

And then she could see Alyscia, and she stopped dead in her tracks, more stunned than surprised. Obviously, she'd only guessed half her surprise. Indeed, Alyscia was masturbating; but she was also stark naked. While Val had been in the bathroom, Alyscia had undressed. She'd done more than that: she also folded back the bed.

Val watched her masturbating. Alyscia was sitting on the side of the bed, leaning against the headboard, her cigarette burning in the ashtray. Her breasts were firm and magnificently shaped, with long brown nipples located at the center of perfectly round aureoles. In contrast to her flat, pinched stomach, her hips and ass were full and rounded. Her thighs were spread wide apart, and she was rubbing her blonde-haired pussy, two fingers buried in her slit as she fingered herself. She was smiling.

"Surprise."

Val moaned. "Oh."

"Excited?"

"Yes. Very."

Alyscia stood up, her fingertips slipping out of her cunt hole, moving up to the edge of her mound. She began to rub her clitoris.

"Then come closer," Alyscia whispered. "I've got something else I want to give you."

Numbly, Val moved toward her.

"Kiss me. Kiss me on the mouth."

Val obeyed. She stepped over to Alyscia, until she was almost touching her, until she was aware of her warm, naked body. As she leaned forward to kiss the other woman, their breasts touched, and Val shuddered. Her eyes closed tightly closed, and she pressed her lips against Alyscia's mouth. Automatically, her tongue slithered out, touched the blonde woman's lips, and they spread open to accept her. Val pushed her tongue into her mouth, playing with Alyscia's tongue as they wrapped wetly around each other. All the while they kissed, Val could feel Alyscia's arm between their bodies, her hand grinding around in a tight circle against her crotch. The sounds of her masturbation were very loud and clear.

"Now I'm going to make love to you," Alyscia said, breaking her kiss off. Still flitting her erect clitoris with her fingernail, she placed a soft wet kiss on the side of Val's neck, then did the same on the other side. The shudder of sensation which flooded down through Val's body left her knees trembling. Alyscia pulled her fingers away from her pussy. "And then you are going to make love to me."

Val closed her eyes passively, almost too excited to move. It was all happening so fast; her head was whirling. She'd fantasized about this moment for as long as she could remember, and now that it was finally about to happen, she was overwhelmed. She opened her eyes again, watching Alyscia with an almost detached passion.

"This is what it will be like when you make love to me," Alyscia said. She lifted her hand and pushed her wet, cunty fingers under Val's nose. The wildly erotic aroma of Alyscia's cunt almost made Val come spontaneously, and she had to grind her hips tightly together to keep from moaning out loud. Alyscia rubbed her damp fingers across Val's lips, inserting them just slightly into the other woman's mouth. "And this is what it will be like when you eat my cunt. Can you taste my pussy? Will you let me come in your mouth?"

Val moaned, shattering images racing across her imagination, until she couldn't remain passive for another instant. Cheeks flushed scarlet with shame and humiliation, and the most incredible horniness she could ever remember, Val began to run her hand up her thigh, inching her fingers toward her cunt. Her pussy was twitching and throbbing, and the lips of her cunt were fluttering spasmodically. Wetness poured out of her completely dilated cunt hole, staining her panties beyond repair. She was just about to clutch her cunt, to rub it through her skirt and relieve the maddening throb of her clit, when Alyscia grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

"Let me…" she said, cupping Val's cunt with her long, slender fingers. Val closed her eyes and trembled fitfully, her breath catching in her throat. Alyscia rubbed her cunt with slow, circling strokes, so expertly delivered she had Val moaning loudly in rapture. "Let me make love to you, Val. You just stand there… and enjoy what I'm about to do to you. I'm going to make you come!"

"Yes… please," Val moaned, undulating her hips, humping her cunt into Alyscia's hand. She grasped Alyscia's wrist so that the contact against her pussy was harder, more direct; so that she could hump against it more firmly. "Make me come! Please… please… make me come. OH!"

Holding her cunt in one hand, Alyscia moved the other hand to the top button of Val's blouse. Effortlessly, she unbuttoned the blouse, so that it fell open and loose, draped across Val's braless tits. Alyscia slid her hand under the material, stroking Val's warm, naked flesh, her fingers curling around Val's firm left breast.

"Oh… oh!"

"You like that, don't you?" Alyscia asked, massaging Val's tit. She pressed her fingers into the swollen orb, pulling her hand up until she was pinching the nipple between her nails. "Your tits are very sensitive, aren't they?"

"Yes…" Val moaned, humping her cunt harder and harder against Alyscia's cupped hand. She couldn't believe how close she was to coming. Her back ached, and there were pains shooting up and down the back of her thighs. But she wouldn't have stopped what she was doing if her entire body was a knot of agony. Sex hadn't felt this good, this wicked, since she was fifteen years old, and she savored the sensation. She crushed her tits against Alyscia's incredibly attentive hands. "Yes… they are sensitive. I love to have them touched… fondled… played with. It feels so good… so fantastic!"

"Would you like me to lick them?"

"Oh… oh!" Val cried. "Oh God!"

Moving with a slowness which was calculated to be erotic, Alyscia pulled the parted blouse open, exposing Val's breasts. She let the cool dark air tingle against them for a moment, then she bent down, and sucked the nipple of Val's right breast into her mouth. Her lips closed like a drawing purse-string over the rigid pink tip, sucking it wetly, lapping it with slow, full strokes of her tongue, beginning at the base of her nipple, then up and over until she was on the other side. Back and forth her tongue flit, around and around her fingers pulled.

Valerie began to come.

"I'm coming!" Val announced, her voice full of surprise and excitement. It was a very powerful orgasm, coming up from her feet, through her legs, two separate waves of pleasure, meeting head-on in her cunt. The impact was shattering, staggering her. Her eyes open wide as her fingernails dug into the flesh of Alyscia's wrist. She was pressing her spending cunt so hard against the blonde woman's hand that Alyscia's fingers were bent all the way back. The lapping rhythm of her tongue, smearing warm saliva across Val's vibrating nipple, only made Val come harder. "Oh, God – I'm coming… I'm coming! Jesus, I'm really com – ahhhhh! Uhhh."

Alyscia sucked her nipple hard as Val really got into the orgasm, drawing the thick nub of flesh deeply into her mouth. She pressed into it with her firm lips, and nipped at it with her teeth, grinding them back and forth with agonizing deliberateness. Pinching her fingers into Val's tit, pushing it into her drawing, licking mouth, Alyscia continued to grind Val's clitoris as if she were trying to rub it off. Even through the layers of skirt and panties, she could feel the staining wetness of Val's discharges.

Without letting up for an instant, even when she began to ache from the strain, Alyscia continued to service Val, waiting patiently for the orgasm to peak and subside. Bringing her down slowly, gently, she released her hold upon Val's nipple, moving her mouth away from her breast. And then the other hand lifted away from Val's saturated cunt, stroking her belly, hips, thighs, soothing her twitching, quivering flesh. Gradually, Val's breathing slowed, grew quiet.

Alyscia pulled Val against her, kissing her loose, open mouth. Her tongue stroked inward, lapping up the warm pockets of saliva. Val kissed her back, grinding her mouth around tightly, her own tongue stroking back, intertwining with the blonde woman's tongue. Her arms went around her naked back, crushing their four naked tits into each other. Val could feel the hot, furry softness of Alyscia's pussy rubbing against her own. Val's hands slid down from her back, until she was cupping Alyscia's ass cheeks, pulling her hard against her. Alyscia did the same, swaying her shoulders from side to side, slapping her tits across Val's. Val's thighs spread effortlessly, and Alyscia slipped between them, humping against her pussy as if she were a man fucking her. In another slow moving wave, Val's passion began to rebuild.

When she was sufficiently hot, Alyscia stepped back from Val, and began to undress the now softly moaning young housewife. She slipped the unbuttoned blouse down, off Val's shoulders. It dropped onto the floor beside the bed. Val was naked from the waist up.

"What are you…"

"Shhhh…" Alyscia whispered. She kissed Val on the lips, stilling her concern with the swift dart of her tongue, running her fingers across the bare warm softness of Val's slender back. She ran her hands down to the waistband of Val's skirt, fingers working on the button, the zipper. "I'm going to undress you. I want you naked. When I make love to you, I want you to be naked."

Val shuddered with excitement as the limp skirt slid down her widely spread thighs. All she had on now was her panties. Cool air tickled against her flesh, licking up at the wetness of her crotch. She shuddered again.

"You just stand here," Alyscia whispered, spreading kisses down Val's neck, across her shoulders, over the front of her chest. Slowly, with her tongue licking out, leaving a cooling film of saliva, she moved her sliding lips toward the firm, pink-tipped hill of Val's tit. "You just stand here and let me make love to you. Don't do anything…" – her tongue slithered out and stroked Val's nipple – "… let me do it all to you!"

Val moaned, her eyes closing, her head tilting back, until her face was tipped up toward the dark bedroom ceiling. Across her shoulders and naked back, Val could feel the sensual back and forth swaying of her long brown hair, making her skin tingle. Her thighs were spread wide apart, her feet firmly planted in the rug, her hips rippling, pelvis grinding around in a circle, humping her pantie-covered cunt against the cool empty air. Leaning against her, holding one tit, squeezing it, pinching the nipple, Alyscia's fingers pinched into the other fleshy orb, squeezing it into her mouth. Val quivered fitfully when Alyscia began to kiss the underside of her tit. Then she moaned out loud when she felt the blonde haired woman slipping down to her knees; her wet lapping kisses trailing across Val's belly.

"Oh, God – do it!" Val cried, eyes shut tightly, beads of perspiration dripping down her tensed, straining neck. The tips of her breasts were coated with saliva, and the air caressed them, adding icy shivers to the deluge of sensations which were engulfing her body. She grabbed onto Alyscia's head with both her hands, pushing the kneeling woman's face lower and lower across her belly. Trying to shove Alyscia between her wide open, straining thighs, humping her cunt up against the blonde woman's swaying tits, Val cried out in excitement when she felt Alyscia's tongue lapping back and forth across the stretched elastic top of her panties. Alyscia's long cool fingers slid up the sides of her thighs, across her flaring hips, until she was pulling at Val's flooded panties. Val's head rolled from side to side, her body tense and straining. "Oh, God – eat me! EAT ME! Lick my pussy… my cunt! Oh… oh. Stick your tongue in my cunt!"

Rolling the panties down with her stroking fingers, Alyscia's tongue slithered lower, until she was licking at the thick dark shag of Val's cunt hair. Val's downward pressing hands strained against the top of her head, trying to force her against the pulsating edge of the mound. With exacting precision, resisting both the temptation and the pressure of Val's urging fingers, Alyscia continued to slowly draw down the saturated panties, lapping her tongue an inch at a time, swirling it through the damp hair. Val screamed out loud in uncontrollable passion when she felt the hot tip of the blonde woman's tongue insert itself between the folds of her cunt lips. Alyscia began to lick Val's clit.

"I'm going to come again!" Val cried, her body shuddering spasmodically. Her hips undulated, and she bound Alyscia's mouth against her oozing crack, rubbing her pussy all over the other woman's face. Slowly, as if it were a small wet finger, Alyscia's tongue flit Val's throbbing clitoris from side to side. Val humped her hard, grinding her pussy in lewd abandon, the orgasm building, swelling. "I'm going to come… oh God… I'm going to came again!"

With a savagery which made Val quiver, Alyscia grasped the crotch piece of Val's panties, and ripped it out. The dangling, shredded material hung limply against Val's burning flesh. The panties were still on, the elastic top stretched tautly across her hips and ass, but the whole underside of Val's cunt was exposed. Alyscia pushed her face up between Val's legs, crushing her mouth against the thick, fluttering wetness of Val's hairy slit. Alyscia began to eat Val's pussy – from underneath!

"OH GOD – I'm coming!" Val cried, her quivering thighs spreading wider apart to accommodate the head and shoulders of the woman eating at her quim. Alyscia was completely under her, eating upward, her tongue slithering back and forth along her crack, stroking Val from her clitoris to her asshole. The orgasm poured out of her, flooding straight down, spilling wetly, hotly across Alyscia's drinking lips. "I'm coming… I'm coming… ohmygod – I can't stop cominggggoohhh!"

Excited by the pleasure which was shaking her body like a sexual tornado, Val moved with an intuitive swiftness to make that excitement even more intense. Cupping one hand against the straining, widely stretched mound of her pussy, she began to masturbate, her fingers urging her quivering clit with a steady, grinding fury. Under her, slicing up into her constricting passageway with the thick wedge of her tongue, Val could feel Alyscia lapping at her as she masturbated. Val grabbed her left tit in her other hand, crushing the mound, and twirling and pulling the nipple cruelly. She continued to come, the pleasure streaming out of her, sapping her of her strength and energy until she collapsed onto the bed. Alyscia continued to lap her, making her come twice more, and then she crawled up onto the bed with her, and held Val tightly. As if she were a baby, she rocked Val in her arms, stroking her flushed face with her soothing fingertips.

"Was that your first time?" Alyscia asked. Their breasts were touching, nipple to nipple. "With a woman, I mean."

"Was it that obvious?"

Alyscia kissed the tip of Val's nose. "Only by your excitement."

Still breathing hard, Val nodded. "Yes."

"Good; I'm glad. It pleases me to be able to satisfy you. I wanted to very much, ever since I saw you this morning."

Val was surprised, and complimented. "I should think you'd be used to something like that by now. What with your job and all."

"You mean being a prostitute?"

Even in her exhaustion, the word thrilled Val, and a spasm of excitement gripped her not quite exhausted cunt. As a teenage girl, and even as a married woman, Val had always been fascinated by prostitutes and prostitution. A common fantasy with many women, the idea of being a prostitute had never failed to arouse her to a fevered pitch whenever she masturbated, or whenever she fucked with Doug, pretending he was her John. At the back of her thoughts, she'd always entertained the vague idea that someday she would enjoy being a professional hooker. It somehow seemed very romantic and glamorous.

"I guess I do mean that," Val admitted.

"I always try to please the person I'm making love to," Alyscia explained. She cupped Val's tit, stroking it tenderly. "If he's a man, and he's paying for it, he deserves his money's worth; that's how you keep them coming back – by doing your best." Alyscia kissed Val on the lips. "But if that person is a woman… and I want to make love to her, then I'm going to try even harder to please her." She shrugged and smiled weakly. "It's the only thing I've got to give to anyone."

"Are you a lesbian?" Val asked.

"Uh-huh. A lot of girls are."

Val shook her head. "Then why are you a prostitute? I should think you'd find it – distasteful to be with a man."

"I do it for the money," she admitted. "I like nice things, and fucking is the only thing I really do well. Besides, most of the times it's not so bad. I've even got a few regulars I enjoy making it with."

"Can you come from fucking with a man?"

Val's cunt began to grow wet again, slowly, but very definitely. Deep inside her, like a small, flickering flame, her passion began to spread and grow hot, fueled by her consuming fascination by Alyscia's career as a prostitute. She wanted to know more about Alyscia's job. She wanted to know everything there was to know about being a prostitute. It turned her on almost as much as making love to a woman had.

"Oh, yes; certainly." Alyscia nodded, running her fingers down over Val's belly, massaging her clitoris with a light, delicate pressure. "I can come with a lot of them. I really like sex – I like it a lot. It's just that I enjoy it more with a woman than a man. There's something about a pussy…" – she slipped her finger into Val's cunt – "… that no cock can ever compare with."

Val closed her eyes and began to hump up and down on the probing finger. Her nipples tingled, as she felt herself building incredibly again toward orgasm. Her head spun madly, giddily.

"Why were you staring at me this morning at breakfast?" Val asked, remembering how Alyscia had watched her from across the hotel dining room, her cold blue eyes never leaving her face for an instant. "And why did you come over to my table at dinner tonight?"

"To meet you, of course."

"You mean you picked me up?" Val asked.

"Of course."

Val smiled: it was a strange idea to get used to. She'd never been picked up by a woman before.

"Why are you in Florida?" she asked. "Working?"

"Oh, no. I'm strictly on vacation," Alyacia moaned when Val touched her cunt. The two women fingered each other. "Why are you here?"

"I'm on vacation, too." The wide, blonde fullness of Alyscia's cunt, the palm of her hand nearly drove her mad with passion. In her whole life, Val had never touched another woman's cunt before. It felt so different from her own, so much wetter, softer, her lips so thick and furry. Even her clitoris was larger.

Val pushed two fingers up into Alyscia's cunt, stirring the fingers around inside the other woman's body. She thought of Doug. "This year my husband and I decided to take separate vacations."

"I see," Alyscia observed, moaning tensely as her own excitement began to mount under Val's inexperienced stroking. Sometimes fumbling can be more of a turn-on than sterile, efficient skill. She began to hump her pussy into Val's fingertips. "Having marital troubles?"

"Sort of." But Val didn't want to talk about herself. She wanted to hear more about Alyscia and about her exciting, cunt-tingling job. "How did you get to be a prostitute?"

"The usual way." Alyscia closed her eyes, sucking in her breath tensely as Val rubbed her clit. "I was in college, didn't have enough money for tuition, so I did some tricking on the side. I got really good at it, and liked it a lot. So I dropped out of school and have been… oh! Ohhh… I've been doing it ever since."

"I bet you've had a lot of interesting experiences?" Val asked. She sucked Alyscia's nipples, first the right, then the left. "Why don't you tell me a few?"

Alyscia groaned. "I will on one condition."

"What?"

"If you lick my cunt."

Val gasped. "All right… I will!"

She began to slide down in Alyscia's arms, licking her tongue across the blonde woman's stiff brown nipples, running her lips across her belly. Inside her skull, Val's head seemed to be exploding.

Alyscia stopped her for a moment. "Have you ever licked a cunt before?"

Val shook her head.

"It's easy," Alyscia assured her. She settled back on the bed, spreading her thighs, offering her blonde-haired pussy up toward Val's open, eager mouth. "Just lick me the way you like to be licked. You know what feels good."

Pulling the lips of Alyscia's cunt open, exposing the wet red underside, Val pressed her mouth into the oozing, yellow-haired snatch. She began to eat her first pussy.

"Once I made love to Leigh Bradley, the movie star," Alyscia said, moaning softly. She ran her fingers through Val's long brown hair. Val's tongue lapped up and down over her clit. "Leigh's a lesbian you know…"