Katey's Cootchie
Twelve Months: Monday, March 1
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
Mitch grasped the moderately overweight woman's other nipple and now rubbed them both through the oversized tied-dyed nightshirt. Lying on her back, almost horizontal, she arched slightly.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
He stretched the neck of that shirt down her shoulders, revealing fully to him her dark B-cup titties. The areolas were big, black, and soft, and the thick nipples were erect from the stimulation, though less than a centimeter long; she had the look of a woman who had nursed children, which indeed she had done, prior to her divorce. Reclining against the large beanbag chair she was on, Mitch leaned in to one of them and began nuzzling and then sucking.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
The ponytailed older man crawled over from Mitch and Rainbow to the very large beanbag chair Mitch had vacated. Katey, still reclining on it, had been trying to dissuade the man from pawing at her earlier, and this nearby display wasn't helping.
"Mitch, baby," she said to her boyfriend, as the man tried to kiss her, "I don't know if we should be getting so, you know, personal, all of a sudden."
"Mellow out, Chickie Sweet," Charlie said to her, as he caressed her hip once again. "Feel all the love infusing the room. It isn't just the incense now. It's loooove."
"Baby," she said, ignoring the other man's words, "I don't wanna suck his cock. Please, let's go home. You can have whatever you want, but from *me*."
Charlie scoffed but took his hand off of Katey. "Nah, nah. I don't wanna blow job. Blow jobs are fascist toward women."
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
Rainbow, eyes remaining closed, reacted to Mitch having begun exploring her crotch through the fabric with his finger. She arched her back more noticeably, rhythmically, to his touch.
"Make love. Not money," Charlie elaborated. "*She* feels the love. Close your eyes, Chickie Sweet. Tap into the mood."
"Did you give her LSD?" Katey asked. "I thought you were just joking, before. But she seems... uh, out of it."
"Let him do what he wants, Shrimp," Mitch told her. He had begun to work the other woman's panties off, and now had them down far enough to see what she had, commenting, "man, that's a lot of hair." He resumed nuzzling her tit while fondling her mound directly now.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
"Nah, nah," Charlie replied to Katey with a chuckle. "You're right, that was just a joke." He kissed her quickly, then added, "she has to go to work tomorrow. Wouldn't do that on a weeknight. Nah, just weed, same as us. And she's practicing her meditation. Gets real focused. On the sensations. You know? Didn't she ever tell you about her meditation?" He placed his hand under Katey's short skirt and directly onto her crotch. She didn't offer any further resistance as he caressed her mound through the underpants.
Katey and Rainbow had worked at the DMV for a year or so, after Katey finished community college. Although the Black woman was more than twice Katey's age, they had gotten along well and had developed an excellent rapport before the latter's recent departure. Katey had reached out to her, and the plan for this evening at the comedy club, then back to the older couple's apartment for weed and wine, had taken shape. But while Katey considered her a good friend, in truth she had never been clear about the exact details of her friend's relationship with the white man who was an additional decade older, nearly sixty but in terms of vigor more like a man in his forties - he credited his strictly vegan diet but perhaps it was just good genetics.
Mitch stopped tit-sucking again. "Do you ever, you know, *trim* that bush?" he asked Rainbow.
She moaned and spoke meaningfully for the first time in many minutes. "Don't talk, Sugar" she said simply. He resumed his suction on her overworked nipple. "OHHH."
Charlie had begun working on removing Katey's panties, and she said over to her boyfriend, "you sure this is what you want, baby?" Her nearly hairless Venus mound was now in plain view under the skirt, and she lifted her knees to allow the older man to slip the undergarment down her disproportionately thick thighs, past her knees, and down off her ankles entirely. "I mean, he's gonna fuck me. You're okay with that?"
"We didn't come over here to stop now." Mitch followed the other man's lead and went further, ceasing his stimulation of the chunky woman and tugging at the hem of her nightshirt to completely reveal her full black bush. She cooperated by lifting her ass an inch off the floor, allowing him to work the garment up to her armpits, then she shifted to let him lift it up her arms and the rest of the way off.
Charlie positioned himself between Katey's calves. "You've got a very pretty pussy," he said, and leaned in to make contact with his tongue just above her clit.
"My cootchie is ugly," she responded after half a minute of his oral efforts.
"No it's not," he said, briefly interrupting the circling route his tongue was taking around her sensitive spot. "Don't tell yourself that. Ever. It's very beautiful. Small. So delicate." He resumed tonguing her, and her almost inaudible vocalizations soon gave way to distinct moans of pleasure.
Mitch, for his part, moved upward on the now-naked woman he was next to, and tried to roll her over onto her side toward himself. Her mass, close to 200 pounds, didn't make it easy and she wasn't cooperating. So he reacted by letting go and instead undoing the top of his slacks, pushing it down past his butt, quickly revealing the top half of his erect cock.
"OHHH WOWWW," she murmured.
"You like?" he replied proudly of his thick uncut six-incher.
"Mm hmm. She *told* me it was nice."
"You girls do talk among yourselves, don't you."
But when he again tried to roll her toward him, she resisted. "Sugar, no," she now said.
"Come on, big mama," he urged, "suck my cock. You know you want to."
"No. I don't like that," she insisted. "But you can put it where nature intended, Sugar. I *would* like that now."
Because she was still on her back, he now tried to straddle her so as to put his cock at her lips. "Come on. It won't hurt you."
She managed to push him off of herself and sat up. "Sugar, I said no. I don't *like* that."
Charlie looked up from Katey and said, "be cool, man. I told you. Blow jobs are fascist. Try eating *her* instead. It's good for what ails you. Your little lady here sure likes it."
"I don't *give* head," Mitch insisted. "I want *her* to."
"*I'll* blow you, if that's what you want, but my lady doesn't like it, so don't force it with her. Or anyone."
"Hell no," Mitch said, looking at his with his good one eye. "No offense. I don't need some... no. Like I said, no offense, but no."
Rainbow lay back and pulled her knees up, spreading her thick thighs to expose her cunt, while starting to massage her own little tits. "Come on, Sugar. Don't get your feelings all hurt, and all. You know I like you. And ain't nothing wrong with your toy, I'll be first to admit that. Take those pants the rest of the way off and let me get a good look atcha first."
Mitch started working his pants the rest of the way down past his knees. "I'm not a kid and this ain't a toy," he said.
"Oh I know. But, we can play. If you play *nice*."
Meanwhile Charlie undid his own jeans and pushed them to mid-thigh, revealing to Katey his shorter but fully erect cock. "You nice and warmed up now, Chickie Sweet? Let's show your boyfriend there how it's done." He moved upward into kissing position and ground his crotch into hers without yet attempting insertion.
"I never did this before," Katey protested futilely, just before Charlie simultaneously kissed her mouth, adjusted his position again, and now penetrated her well-lubricated cunt.
Once fully inside her, he stopped kissing long enough to ask, "never did what before? You don't mean sex? You can't mean that."
Mitch by now had abandoned his intention to get Rainbow to give him head and positioned himself between her legs too. "You ain't no little boy. Put that big boy toy right in there, Sugar," she said, as he lined up for penetration too. "Right there. *Right* there. Right where God intended."
"I mean," Katey replied to the man slowly humping her, "him making love to another woman, right in front of me. Even though it's my friend, it's still so..." Charlie cut her off in mid-sentence with another kiss.
"OHHH WOWWW. OH WOWWWWW."
