Arriving with Odetta

I was in the bathroom, my favorite toy suction cupped to the floor as I bounced up and down on it. It was shaped like a woman's hand, and it filled my pussy to the max. I could feel my orgasm welling up inside me. I was almost there. I squinched my eyes closed, imagining that it was Odetta's hand up in my pussy. That was all it took. I came, squirting all over the bathroom floor.

Odetta, my 20 year old little sister's best friend. I'd been crushing on her since her senior year in high school. I couldn't put my finger on why. I'd never crushed on a girl before. Odetta was deep chocolate black with full lips and curvy figure, thick in all the right places. Long kinky hair with some dyed streaks of red playfully displayed. Most guys who gave her any attention thought she was cute. She'd been going steady with a skinny boy down the block, Tommy Hill since just after high school.

I'd get the skinny on them from my sis, Greta. So, I knew they were doing the deed for about a year. Somehow that just made me want her for myself all the more. Not that there was anything wrong with Tommy... But the heart wants what it wants.

Not that I'm any prize. I keep my brown hair short, cause it's easy. My shoulders are a little broader than I wish they were, and my boobs sag a little bit more than I like. My hips are barely there, and my thighs are a little trunky from years of field hockey. Still, I get hit on by guys, and I admit that sometimes I let them scratch my itch.

The first time I did it was the summer after I turned 18. I was at a house party, and this nerd came on to me. We ended up in one of the bedrooms, and I let him get into my pants. It was short and sweet, with him busting a nut in me bareback after about two minutes of humping.

By the next day, I'd realized how stupid and risky that had been and went down to the clinic to get on the pill. It was a good thing too, because the little shit ended up ratting me out; bragging to his friends that I fucked bareback, so I got a lot of attention that summer. It was fun slutting around, but by the next year Greta and Odetta started hanging out after school, and that was that. From the moment I saw Odetta, I was smitten. I was obsessed with getting the girl in bed.

I started watching lesbian porn. Lots of it. Especially if it was interracial, even if it was bad porn, I'd be glued to the screen. Trying to decode the seduction. The problem with going the porn route, was that the girls in those things already know they're going to fuck. You don't get much of a sense of an actual seduction taking place, and if you do, more often than not, you're left with the impression that they were already into each other anyway.

Not with Odetta. I was her besties big sis, and beyond that I barely existed in her world. Even when I'd do something random like slap her booty in the kitchen, I seldom got more than an annoyed look out of the girl.

So, I was a little surprised when she came to me in confidence.

"It's Tommy. He wants me to do something." Odetta began.

"What. Something bad?" I replied.

"He wants to try a threesome." Odetta confessed. "With another girl."

"Why are you coming to me with this?" I interrogated. "Why not Greta. You usually tell her everything."

"Yeah, well Greta told me you had one. A threesome." Odetta commented.

"True. One time. But it was with two guys. Is that what Tommy wants?" I asked.

"Not exactly." Odetta looked at the floor. "That's what concerns me. Is he losing interest in me? What if he likes her more?"

"Yeah, I see how it could get messy." I admitted. I'd seen a few couples crash and burn because the guy just wanted to bang another chick and ended up using the threesome adventure as an excuse for changing horses, so to speak.

What she'd said was true. Senior year, I'd gotten banged by a couple of older guys on the baseball team. It was in the AV room after school, and I'll admit it was fun sucking on one cock while taking a second one in my pussy. They'd both cum within seconds of each other, filling my mouth and pussy and giving me my first non-self-induced orgasm.

I would have done it again, but one of the guys was hot and heavy with one of the co-captains of the cheerleading squad, and he didn't want to get caught cheating on her, even though that's what we'd just done. So, it never happened.

"But Gretchen. What if it were you?" Odetta blurted out.

"Are you propositioning me?" I chuckled.

"Something like that. I know Tommy would want to bang you, but I don't get the vibe that you'd be so into him that you'd want to make it a thing." Odetta confessed.

I thought about it. Skinny Tommy Hill's boner in my cunt was a tiny price to pay to finally get Odetta's pussy on my face. I also knew from Greta, that Tommy was sort of a one-and-done kind of guy according to Odetta. Not a bad fuck, but a 24 hour reload time. I'd never actually eaten pussy before, but I'd researched the hell out of it by this time.

"When? Where?" I asked.

"Friday afternoon. Tommy's van down by the little league park." Odetta said. It sounded sleazy. She must have been pretty sure I'd be all in. She was right.

So, there I was, parking next to the non-descript white van with rusty wheel wells and tinted glass. No windows in the cargo area. License plate frames advertising a dealership that had closed it's doors over a decade earlier. Perfect. Classy. Suited me fine. Odetta and Tommy were sitting on a nearby park bench pretending to watch a ball game.

Odetta spotted me and gave me an eerily nervous smile. Tommy got up and swaggered over to open the rear cargo doors of the van. We climbed in and looked sheepishly at each other. There was a dorm mattress on the deck of the van with a beige fitted sheet. At least it was clean. At least there was a sheet.

Tommy wasted no time groping my tits and unbuttoning my blouse. Odetta had a look on her face that combined both arousal and horror. I pulled her over to me and began kissing her, like I'd seen the girls do in the porn, I'd watched. It seemed to work.

She seemed unsure at first, but man, those full lips on mine were insane, and the more into it I got the more into it she was getting too. I felt her body relax and sway into mine. Being shorter than me, our boobs kind of interlocked. It felt dirty. I started taking her clothes off. Tommy had me pretty much naked by this time, so I kicked out of my shorts and panties while Odetta did the same.

She was gorgeous. Big dark nipples, just like I'd imagined. Shaved snatch that indicated that she'd have a forest up to her bellybutton but for the razor, somehow was a huge turn on for me. I fondled her boobs and ass as we resumed our kiss, kneeling on the mattress.

Tommy cleared his throat. Oh yeah, Tommy was here too I remembered, regretfully breaking our kiss. I turned to see him stroking his cock. Not bad.

"Okay, Tommy, here's what 's gonna happen." I said. "I'm gonna get on my back and you're gonna fuck me like that. Odetta's gonna straddle my head and feed me her pussy. Got it?"

I didn't need to clarify anything. I was so fucking wet already that he slid right in. Odetta moved into position, one thigh on either side of my face. She leaned forward to get some support from the back of the van seats, her arms outstretched.

I looked up at her pussy. Big floppy labia dangled down at me, brown on the outside and the pinkest of pinks on the inside topped by the biggest clit I'd ever seen. Even in porn. She lowered herself, soaking wet, onto my face.

At first, I licked her slow and deep, from her taint up the length of her slit, swirling around that clit and back to the start. I could here her moan, feel her shake, as if she were surprised how good it felt. I gently sucked her clit, flicking my tongue against it with some force. I felt it swell and harden, almost like a cock, her body shuddering harder with each flick of my tongue until I felt her spasm on my face. She softly announced that she was cumming.

Tommy was diligently pounding my pussy. Honestly, if it hadn't been for Odetta, who pretty much had my full concentration, I might even have cum from his fucking. But Odetta had recovered, one hand in my hair, the other bracing against the back of the driver's seat, she began to fuck my face, using my nose and tongue to get off a second time. I could hear her gurgling wordlessly as she clamped my head between her dusky thighs and released.

Tommy was still at it, as I teased Odetta's clit, getting her back into the zone. I alternated sucking her labia and licking and sucking her clit. She resumed fucking my face even harder now. I could hear her grunts as she stroked down on me as hard as she could, her knees coming up off the mattress her full weight on my face as she rode me until she exploded, squirting into my mouth.

That got Tommy's attention, and a few seconds later he got off too, emptying his balls as deep inside me as he could get with a long low groan.

Odetta turned around and sat on the mattress by my head, her back against the back of the driver's seat. Tommy, still out of breath squatted down by the cargo doors. I just lay there on my back for a while feeling Tommy's jizz, oozing out of my hole.

"How'd I do? Did you cum?" Tommy asked, hopefully.

"You did good, Tommy. You made me cum good." I lied.

Odetta looked shell shocked, her fingers mindlessly softly pattering against her clit.

Once the afterglow had begun to fade, I pulled my clothes on and bid them a hasty adieu. "I guess I'll leave you two lovebirds alone, now. Thanks for a lovely afternoon. I'll see myself out."

Well, I'd done it. I got to have sex with Odetta. She even seemed to like it. It took her two whole days to corner me alone in my room at home. Greta had gone to the beach with a couple of her other friends. Mom and Dad were in the mountains for the weekend.

"Hey Odetta! What's up?" I smiled.

"I just wanted to thank you for the other day." Odetta began.

"It was fun. What did Tommy think." I asked.

"He liked it, but he said he's not sure he wants to do it again. I think he got it out of his system." Odetta related.

"Really, why? He didn't seem to have a problem filling me with jizz. Hell, I soaked through my panties and left a hand size spot on the car seat driving home." I grinned.

"It wasn't that. He's just never seen me cum like that." Odetta blushed.

"What do you mean?" I asked, curious now.

"Sometimes when we fuck, he makes me cum. Not nearly all the time. Never more than once, and nowhere near as hard as you made me cum. And you didn't stop." Odetta said. "I didn't know I could squirt."

"I see. So, he's a little jealous?" I asked.

"Something like that, I guess." Odetta said softly.

"There's more, isn't there?" I prompted.

"Yeah, I guess so." Odetta acknowledged.

"Tell me, O." I encouraged.

"I've never cum like that. Nothing even close. It kinda blew my mind. And I know you lied when you told Tommy you came. I would have known; would have felt something happen." She said.

"Busted." I admitted. "But honestly, that wasn't what I was there for. You know I've been crushing on you for years."

"No, I didn't. I mean, looking back I guess I can see it, but it really wasn't until I felt you kiss me that I felt butterflies in my stomach. I've never felt like that with anyone before." Odetta confessed.

"And you're telling me this now, because?" I replied.

"Because I want more of that feeling. And I want you to have that feeling too." Odetta said.

"But what about Tommy?" I asked.

"I don't know. I'm not that attracted to him. Maybe I never was. Maybe I'm confused by all this... but... let's find out... together." Odetta pleaded, taking my hands and pulling me closer. She leaned in and I once again felt the warmth of her soft full lips on mine.

There was no way this could really be happening. Her hands explored my body, squeezing my boobs as her tongue danced in my mouth. Never breaking the kiss she eased me back onto my bed and moaned wantonly in my mouth. There they were. The butterflies she had mentioned.

"Baby..." she uttered.

"Baby..." I said in response.

The clothes came off as we kissed. One article at a time. She sucked in a sharp breath as my lips found her ebony nipple and teased it hard. A few minutes later, she returned the favor, but didn't stop there. I felt her lips on me. On my underboobs, tummy, tonguing and kissing my belly button like it was a second pussy. Butterfly kisses on my inner thighs, and finally on my clit. It was heavenly.

She slid a finger inside me as she teased my clit. I moaned for more, so she added a second one and started to fuck me in time with her sucking. Almost immediately I felt an orgasm well up inside me. I clamped down on her fingers as I came, whimpering in pleasure. She went back to gentle kisses, leaving her fingers inside me but just holding them there, allowing me to recover.

I begged for more, so she added a third finger and resumed her sucking. It felt so good. I still wanted more, and she slid a fourth digit up inside me. I was wet as fuck and she kissed my clit and fucked me with her fingers until I came again.

I caught my breath and reached down to gently grab her wrist. She looked up to check that I was okay. I pulled a bit more of her fingers into my pussy. She took the hint. I could feel the pressure against my outer vagina. Her hand was a little different than my toy, but I needed this. She patiently kept the pressure steady, just below the pain threshold, my hand on her wrist guiding her a little at a time.

Suddenly, it felt as if the walls of my pussy had melted. She slid forward, her entire hand within me now, I looked down to see my vagina stretched around her wrist like a gasket.

"Fuck me, Odetta. Fuck me as hard as you want." I managed

Every synapse in my pussy was firing to her touch. Slowly at first but gaining speed, she worked her hand inside me, leaving nothing untouched. I came over and over again, my pussy squirting around her wrists, filling and emptying as I soaked the sheets anew with each orgasm.

She had scootched up to suckle my titties, her hand still casting magic spells inside my pussy. I stroked her hair as I felt myself contract one last time, the hardest yet. I was pushing as if I were in labor, her hand emerging with a final gush of my cum as I threw my head back on the bed, enraptured.

We lay there making out for a while, before I went down on her. I managed three fingers before she hit her limit on the fourth. Still, I gave her at least eight haymaker orgasms before she tapped out, spent.

It was three days before I could walk right. But it reminded me of the intensity and sincerity of the connection I'd finally been able to forge with Odetta. Tommy understood when Odetta broke things off with him. Just seeing the way that She and I were with each other as time went on had made it crystal clear to him the inevitability of their breakup.

I'd had boyfriends before, so had she. But we were both aware that this was not that. It felt like a much more profound partnership. By the time I'd graduated college with a degree in engineering, she'd just gotten out of nursing school.

When we'd decided to get a place together, nobody was surprised. Some things just work out like that, when the fates smile on a couple.