Black Dogs Motorcycle Club: Full Series Box Set (77 page)

Madison
shook her head.  She was biting her lip again, this time worried about how her
friend would react.  She hadn't said a word since she started and now she
wasn't sure it was a good idea to tell her since she was acting so shocked.

Finally,
Trish burst out laughing.  "Shit Madison, you might be a hot mama, but boy
do you have some balls on you!  I would have loved to see the look on Dax's
face as he watched Cleo going down on you!  That must have been
priceless!"

Finally,
Madison exhaled a breath she hadn't even known she'd been holding, relieved at
her friend's reaction.  She laughed as well.  "He was shocked, that's for
sure."

"And I
bet he gave you the fucking of your life when you guys got home!"

"Well,
he was pretty mad at me, actually.  I did almost screw everything up.  But
actually, I guess he did still fuck me hard that night.  Although it was sort
of an angry fuck."

"Haha,
of course.  He was mad at you, but not mad enough to ignore the fact that he
was turned on as hell from watching you get it on with those girls!  Typical
man!"

They both
burst out laughing anew.  She was right, of course.  That would explain the
over the counter hard fuck that Dax had delivered to her pussy when they got
back to his apartment. 

As they
laughed, she noticed that Trish slid a bit closer to her on the couch, and her
hand had dropped down to touch her knee again, even though she no longer had a
reason to squeeze it.  Madison said nothing about it, happy to have her friend
closer.

"Apparently
Bambi told Dax that night that she was upset that she didn't get to be my
lesbian cherry popper.  Did I ever tell you about the first time I met her? 
She grabbed my boob.  I didn't even know her.  She thought I was a new
stripper, but who does that?"

"Hmmm. 
Are you forgetting the first time I met you?" asked Trish.  "If I
recall, I did the same thing."

"Shit
yeah!  I did forget!"  Madison laughed loudly, throwing her head back. 
"What the hell.  Why is everyone so fixated on my tits around here?"

~
SEVENTEEN ~

Madison was still
smiling to herself as she recalled her first meeting with her friend, when
Trish suddenly looked down at her chest and then reached out, grabbing one of
them once again.  "I'll tell you why everyone loves these," she
said.  "Because they're real, and they're fabulous!  Seriously, who could
resist them?  You'd have to be dead not to want to reach out and give them a
squeeze."

Madison
burst out laughing again, finding the whole situation absurd.  She arched her
back, playing along.  "Okay fine then.  Have at them.  Get it out of your
system!"

Trish
flashed a grin.  "Mmm, don't send out invitations for a party you don't
want to have."

"I'm
serious, go ahead.  Do your worst!" she giggled.

"Okay
then," Trish said, still smiling.  She immediately lifted her other hand
and placed it on Madison's other breast, now holding both of them firmly
through her shirt.  She started to massage them, squeezing them firmly and
making sure her palms rubbed against the hardening nipples underneath.

Madison
closed her eyes, surprised that her nipples were responding so quickly.  It did
feel good, but they were just joking around, weren't they?

After at
least a minute of Trish's fondling getting more and more aggressive, she
finally dropped her hands and Madison thought she was done.  She couldn't help
but feel a little bit disappointed, since it was actually starting to feel
quite nice.  But it was probably a good idea that Trish stopped before things
got out of hand.

Even before
she had a chance to open her eyes and say anything, though, she felt the hands
that had just left her breasts at the hem of her shirt, and then quickly
slipping underneath them and back up again.  Before she knew it, the hands were
back on her chest, but this time massaging her bare tits directly.  She gasped
and her eyes snapped open.  Trish was still smiling, but also had her tongue
slightly out, her lips wet. 

"I told
you to watch out what you were asking for," she said.  Her hands were
sliding around Madison's bare skin now, tweaking her nipples gently with each
rotation.  The mild pleasure she had been experiencing earlier when it was
above her shirt had now become even more intense and despite the fact that she
was in shock at what her friend was doing, she definitely wasn't about to tell
her to stop.  She could feel a familiar warmth starting to grow between her
legs, and she licked her own lips as she stared at Trish's mouth.

How far were
they willing to take this game?  Would this be considered cheating on Dax?  He
didn't seem to mind last night when she had done much worse on stage, but that
was a different situation.  And he had been there to witness it.  Now that he
wasn't around, this may be more of a problem for him.

"Do you
like that?" Trish asked softly, Madison's eyes still trained on her lips
as she spoke, watching them move, watching her tongue between them as she
quickly moistened them again.

"Yes,"
she said.  Should she tell her to stop?  She was having trouble concentrating. 
Would Dax really mind after all?  He'd never know anyway, and it's not like
she's sucking another cock.  That he'd definitely have a problem with, wouldn't
he?  She recalled how he and Troy had double teamed her the first night they
met, Dax fucking her even as Troy's skinny dick was between her lips.  That was
different, though.  They weren't together then.

Suddenly she
was aware of Trish leaning closer, the lips that she was focusing on now mere
inches from her own.  They looked so full.  So red.  So delicious.

Without
thinking, she leaned the rest of the way and met her in a kiss.  It was quick,
at first.  Her lips only brushed against Trish's and then she pulled back
slightly, but only for a moment.  Then she leaned forward again, this time with
more confidence.  Their lips pressed hard against each other's this time, and
she immediately felt the other girl's mouth open, her tongue pushing against
Madison's mouth until she opened up to let it in.

As the two
girls began to lick and taste each other, the hands on her breasts never slowed
their erotic manipulations.  Her own hands sat by her sides, but they started
to feel useless there.  Selfish, even.  Slowly she raised them up, sliding them
between Trish's arms and placing them on the other woman's breasts.  It was the
first pair of tits she had ever felt, other than her own.  She marvelled at the
differences, unable to help comparing them.  They were smaller, for sure, but
not by a huge margin.  And her nipples were no less erect.  They pressed
forward against her palms like little pebbles as she squeezed the other woman
through her shirt.

Emboldened
now, she lowered her hand and put it underneath Trish's shirt, slowly dragging
them against her tight stomach until she felt the familiar swell of her
breasts.  Trish wasn't wearing a bra either, which seemed typical of biker
girlfriends.  She ran her fingers softly and slowly along the circumference of
the globes, causing Trish to shiver against her hands.  She could feel her
friend start to breath heavier into her mouth, and her tongue started to seem
more distracted.  Finally, she felt like she had teased them both enough and
let her palms close down on the other girl's chest, each one taking a full
handful of flesh and squeezing gently.  She closed her fingers and pulled back
until she had a hold of Trish's nipples, and then squeezed those as well. 
First gently, but then harder until the girl gasped into her mouth, followed by
a low moan of pleasure. 

Suddenly,
Trish started to exert pressure as she pushed her backwards and she let herself
go until she was on her back, with Trish on top of her.  She let her legs fall
open and her friend moved between them, her thigh pressed against Madison's
warmth.  As they continued to kiss, Trish started to move her leg back and
forth, rubbing against her pussy and starting to cause the front of her pants to
become very wet.  Now it was Madison's turn to moan, and this caused Trish to
push even harder against her in response.

Both women
hadn't stopped squeezing each other's breasts, their lips hadn't broken for an
instant.  Now, though, Madison felt Trish's hand start to slide down her body,
fingertips lightly tickling her flesh as they skimmed along the surface.  When
she got to her pants, she flattened them against her stomach and then pushed
forward, down into the depths of her panties until she grazed along her already
swollen clit.

"Oh!"
Madison said in surprise.  She could feel Trish smiling as they continued to
kiss, and the girl on top of her let one finger slide down, past her sensitive
nub and into the wetness below.  For the second time in as many days, her pussy
was being touched by another woman.  It still felt wrong not having Dax around,
but her mind was becoming less and less preoccupied with that detail.  She felt
the growing pleasure clouding her judgement.

Trish pushed
one finger deep into her and then let it slide slickly out, coated with her
cum.  When she pushed back in, she added another finger and Madison squealed in
pleasure.  Trish's lips wrapped around Madison's tongue, giving it a good suck
as she pushed deeper into her pussy.  She then pulled her mouth away and
started to move down her body, pulling her hand out of Madison's pants as she
did so, but then grabbing hold of the front of them with both hands and pulling
them opened. 

Trish's
mouth began to lightly bite her nipples through her shirt as her head got close
enough to her chest.  Madison could feel the fabric covering them get wet with
saliva, making them feel cool whenever Trish's hot mouth released its hold. 
She had to lift her hips slightly as Trish worked her pants and underwear down
her legs.  Her nipples were released as the woman continued her descent,
finally pulling her bottoms off of her feet completely and then pressing
against her inner thighs with her hands.  Madison obliged her unspoken request
by spreading her legs, letting her pussy fall open in front of her friend's
admiring eyes.

Trish stared
at the prize she had just uncovered for a moment before quickly looking up at
Madison.  "Bambi's going to be so mad she didn't get round two,
either," she said, flashing a quick grin before lowering herself down
between Madison's legs.

Madison just
giggled.  "I'm starting to feel like she'll get her turn regardless -
everyone else seems to be!"

Her laughter
cut short with a quick inhalation as Trish planted a wet kiss right across her
lower lips, letting her tongue slowly drag along them and then up to her clit,
giving it a wet little circle and then capping it, too, with a kiss.  "Oh
my god, Trish," she said.

Her friend
said nothing more, using her mouth instead to continue to plant little teasing
kisses up and down her sex.  The fingers of one of her hands slid along her
inner thigh and then pressed into her.  The other hand now did the same thing,
and then they retreated, pulling her lips open until she could feel hot breath
against her insides.

Madison was
holding her own breath now in anticipation, waiting for Trish to finally start
touching her with her tongue again.  She didn't have to wait long, finally able
to exhale as she felt the warm wetness connect with her own warm and wet
pussy.  She resisted the urge to squeeze her knees together like she had last
night, opting instead to keeping them open as wide as possible, giving her
friend as much access as she wanted to her innermost folds.

Closing her
eyes and leaning her head back against the soft cushions of the couch, Madison
concentrated on the pleasure between her legs.  The tension in her body was
building towards a powerful climax, and she wanted to cut out any other stimuli
that may distract her from it.  Trish's fingers worked in and out of her pussy
as her tongue lashed against her swollen nerve bundle, the wetness from her
saliva and Madison's cum providing plenty of lubrication for everything. 

Within a few
minutes, she could feel her body start to hum with anticipation, the tension
had built to a crescendo that was about to come crashing forth.  She pushed her
fingers through Trish's hair, squeezing them into fists.  "Don't
stop," she panted.  "I'm gonna cum oh my god don't fucking
stop!"

Trish's
tongue started to lick faster now, her fingers moving faster as well, curling
up within Madison to stimulate her g spot directly.  It was enough that she
couldn't hold out any longer.  She pushed hard against Trish's head, mashing
her mouth against her pussy as she let out a groan that she tried hard to keep
from becoming a piercing scream that would cut through the club house. 
"Fuckkkkk!"  Trish continued to lick as an orgasm ripped through her
body, making her convulse against the couch as her pussy pushed up and down
into her friends face. 

She finally
pulled Trish back when she was done, but instead of moving her off completely,
she urged her to climb back up her body.  When they were face to face again,
she kissed the other woman hard, letting her tongue run past her lips and
tasting herself in her friend's mouth.  She pulled her mouth off quickly,
though, as she was still catching her breath.

"That
was fucking amazing," she panted.

"I've
wanted to do that since I first saw you," Trish admitted.  "You taste
as wonderful as I imagined."

Madison
kissed her again, and then pushed her to the side, toward the back of the couch
and off of her body, taking a position on top.  "It's your turn,
now," she said.

Trish raised
an eyebrow.  "You sure?  You don't have to-" Madison cut her off with
a kiss, one hand grasping the bottom of Trish's shirt as she pulled it up,
exposing her breasts. 

"Shh, I
want to," she said simply.  This was the second time a girl had gone down
on her and she loved it both times.  But both times she had done nothing in
return.  She didn't really know Cleo, so that didn't bother her, but Trish was
becoming special to her and she was anxious to return the favor.  She'd never
done it before, but the thought of licking the other girl's pussy was becoming
curiously erotic in her mind.

She pulled
the shirt up and off of Trish, leaving the girl topless underneath her. 
Madison still had her top on, but she now pulled it off so that she was
completely nude.  She wanted to feel her friend's body against her own.  Her
big tits hung down, and she let them dip until they pressed against Trish's,
their nipples lightly tickling each other.  Lifting her head up she gave
another quick kiss and then started to move down, letting her nipples drag
against Trish's hot skin, turning her on despite the orgasm that had just
drained her.