Millbrae Avenue Moans By Mel Johnson
I blinked twice and realized that I had been staring blankly at a Ronco Food Dehydrator infomercial for quite awhile. Looking down, I also realized I was in the same pair of flannel pajama bottoms and mis-matched shirt that I had been wearing for the last three days.
"Snap out of it, Jody" I thought to myself and, realizing I was hungry, I meandered into the kitchen and stood in front of the fridge waiting for something to dance. I was munching on a carrot and contemplating the back of a box of rice-a-roni as Tess walked in dragging Max behind her.
"Damn dog was humping the neighbor's poodle again" she growled as she threw her bag on the floor and fought with max to get him through the doorway. Then she saw me standing there and concern clouded her eyes as she walked over and threw her arm loosely around her shoulders.
"How are you doin' hon?" she asked.
I shrugged and walked into the living room with a bag of Frito's in my arms. "Well, I don't have a job. I am running out of money. I haven't changed in three days and since Michelle left me a month ago, my dog is getting laid more than I am. That about sums it up. Any more questions?"
"My pooor roomie," Tess moaned, making me smile in spite of myself. "Maybe if you changed and left the house we could at least work on the getting you laid part..."
"No thanks, Tess. Really. I am just not ready to go barhopping. And not in the mood. Why don't you go?" I offered. "I think I'm just gonna soak in the tub and go for a walk or something. Get out for awhile..."
"You sure?" she asked.
"Yep. Now go on ... scoot. Shake your bootie for both of us, okay?"
Fresh and clean, polished and pumiced and shaved, I slid into a clean pair of cords and a t-shirt and threw a sweater on against the cool breeze that had been finding it's way into the house all afternoon. I laced up my boots and grabbed my keys off the knob, stopping to stare at myself in the mirror by the front door. "Pretty in a quiet kind of way, " I thought to myself. "Nice lips, nice hair. Nice breasts. I'd date me--" I grinned at myself and headed out the door.
Tess had told me yesterday that two dykes had moved in down the block. I decided that was as good a direction for my walk as any and pointed my toes that a way. I crunched through the piles of leaves as I went, making satisfactory noisy messes all along the sidewalk. Who needs therapy. Just give me a pile of leaves and I'll make it through anything.
So, Michelle had left me. So she had left me for some bitch named Sarah that ran a Domino's pizza -- a fuckin' dominoes pizza, for god's sake! My thoughts wandered through the dark place of my memories, replaying happy moments together. Making love in the car on the side of the road, our heated panting steaming up the car windows ... trying to wallpaper our bedroom and having it all fall off cause we didn't use the right paste ... the taste of the cantaloupe she fed to me the morning after our first night together... Falling asleep in her arms ... our long talks about politics and books and music. Would I ever find someone to share those things again? Part of me knew I would, but the weather called for melancholy thoughts and I was more than happy to oblige.
Turning down Millbrae Avenue, I heard a moan. "What the fuck?" I thought, glancing around me to see where the noise might have come from.
Nothing.
I looked up and saw I was in front of the house Tess had told me our new neighbors lived in. Now, anyone that knows me knows I am a nosy bitch, so it shouldn't be any surprise what I did next. I snuck up the front walk and crouched down in front of the window. I peeked in, glanced around me to see who was watching me, then got comfortable and looked through the window. Two women were making love in the living room with the damn curtains wide open. A delicious grin started at the corners of my mouth. This was going to be an interesting night after all.
There was a taller, brunette woman, obviously the dominant one, with short-cropped hair and broad shoulders. She had lovely brown breasts and a thick patch of fuzz between her legs that was peeking out from behind a lovely hot pink strap on. Kneeling in front of her was another brunette. This one had longer curly hair that she was holding back from her face as she sucked on the dildo as her lover moaned loudly. She had pale pale skin and rosy nipples that her lover was pinching between her fingers.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing! And I have to admit, I was getting quite turned on. They were so ... hot. Strap-on woman pulled back from the other's mouth and said one word "Around" and the other turned around on all fours and pressed her ass against her lover's crotch, rubbing and wriggling, as if she couldn't contain herself a moment longer. Her lover cupped her ass in both hands, caressing the soft skin and then suddenly slap hitting her hard on the ass. She moaned, obviously in pleasure. Her lover reached down and caressed her cunt, playing lightly with her clit and smearing her wetness around. She leaned over and, spreading her ass cheeks, flicked her tongue against her asshole. She moaned even louder and pressed her hips back against the tongue. MMMmmmmmmm, I wanted to taste that sweet sexy spot on a woman again.
Pulling back, dildo-gal pressed her hot pink shaft deep into the woman's ass, filling her fully. She cried out and her lover ran her fingers across her back, leaving bright red scratches. She started up a slow rhythm of gently out and quick thrusts back in as her lover's hips began keeping the rhythm with her. Their pitch increased as their moans and gasps became louder and more passionate. Harder and harder she thrust into her lover, slapping her warm flesh against her lovers ass, jarring her whole body forward. I let out a small moan, then quickly looked around me to see if anyone was walking the street and could see me. Just what I need: to be arrested as a peeping tom. I should go, I thought, but as I began to turn away, she pulled out of her lover's ass and turned her over on her back. I licked my lips and turned back towards the window.
She was lying on top of her lover, her weight pressing her into the floor. They kissed and kissed and kissed, passionately licking each other's mouths and tongues and biting each other's lips and tongues and then, necks and shoulders. I couldn't stand it any more. I silently unzipped my cords and slipped my hand into my pants and found myself quite wet already. My fingers stroked and pinched at my clit and pressed into my cunt as the two lovers continued to suck and bite each other's nipples and shoulders and necks. I realized she had slid her silicon cock into her dripping cunt at some point and she was slowly rocking in and out of her, pressing deep and slow and rubbing her clit as she went. Faster and faster they thrust against each other, biting and pinching each other's nipples and shoulders.
The one being fucked raised her legs up and draped them over her lover's shoulders so she could thrust deep and hard and fast and she began intermittently slapping her lover hard on the ass as she thrust into her.
Their moans and cries of pleasure were getting so loud, I was sure someone else would hear and come to investigate, finding me here, my hand sliding furiously in and out of my cunt, my own moans stifled behind my lips as I bit down on them to keep them in. But at this point, I didn't care. I wanted to here them come. Wanted to see her thrust deep one last time and cry out, her lover bucking and writhing beneath her. Then, it happened. She let out this slow long sigh and arched her back, heaving her breasts up into the air and cried out "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, God! Yes!" and I could see the orgasm roll through her, sending shivers down her torso. Her lover collapsed on top of her, their moist bodies crushed against each other, kissing and caressing and holding each other. I came myself then, silently moaning as my cunt clenched onto my fingers, sending the waves of pleasure out from my stomach. I sat there a moment longer, watching their gentle caresses and kisses as I caught my breath. Standing up, I zipped my pants up and, on shaky legs, I walked back out to the sidewalk and down the street towards my house. I can't believe I just saw that. I can't believe they didn't spot me, a strange face in their window, watching them in their love making. My mind was reeling as I got home and crawled into bed and pleasured myself again, remembering their smooth bodies fucking so hard and so passionately. I curled up in my flannel sheets, smiled, and fell asleep, exhausted.