Chapter 2

Alice was pressed against the back of the couch and couldn’t have gotten up if she wanted to, but that was the thing. She didn’t want to. After the initial shock, and despite how strange it might have been, Alice’s whole body was tingling under this unusual oral assault.

Gone was the embarrassment of not having shaved in a while, and Alice didn’t care that her deodorant had likely worn off, leaving her unprotected against offensive odors. Alice’s nipples had popped out even before Kyle’s free hand had started kneading the soft flesh through the layers of clothing.

“Wanted to do that all day,” Kyle gasped when she removed her face from the savaged crater, her face beet red and glistening, and the younger woman grinned and added, “Got a thing for pits obvious, especially hairy ones like yours.”

“Afraid I’m not very hairy,” Alice said as she glanced over at the red hairs plastered against her wet skin. “Not like you.”

“You don’t have to – you know,” Kyle said when Alice started to lean forward.

“Can we go to your bed and get comfortable?” Kyle said. “Want to see your breasts.”

“I’m an old lady. They don’t look like they used to,” Alice admitted with a shaky voice when Kyle climbed off her lap. “I’m afraid you might be disappointed.”

“Doubt that,” Kyle said as she helped Alice up from the couch and led the older woman into her own bedroom.

“Love this blouse,” Kyle said as the two women stood next to Alice’s bed, a bed where only Alice and her ex-husband had ever been in, but Alice knew that this was about to change.

Kyle’s hands were pulling the flowered sleeveless top out of Alice’s shorts, and as she did Alice began to panic. This was all too much too soon; she hadn’t been with a woman since college and she hardly knew Kyle, and it was way too bright in her bedroom even though the only illumination was coming in from the living room. Too bright for a woman her age to be seen in.

“Relax Alice,” Kyle said and her chiseled facial features softened just before lifting the blouse up and over Alice’s head and tossing it aside. “Mmm… incredible.”

Kyle purred as she put her hands on the worn cups of the older woman’s brassiere and gently kneaded the heavy bosom that filled the insides. Alice’s breasts had filled out over the years even though the rest of her body stayed trim, so the result was that Alice’s breasts dominated her slight frame and looked very out of place on her slender torso.

“Front?” Kyle said as she looked to see how to unhook the harness, and when Alice nodded the younger woman’s fingers went to the front and calmly undid the three hooks.

After the last hook came free the fabric slipped from Kyle’s grasp as the weighty globes lurched out of their confinement. The doughy and pale bell-shaped breasts dropped down to Alice’s waist, their lack of firmness never more apparent and that was embarrassing to the older woman, but if Kyle cared about that her expression and actions didn’t show it.

“Omigod,” Kyle moaned as her muscular hands struggled with the pendulous jugs, the soft flesh warm in her palms as she kneaded the soft globes. “They’re even bigger than I’d guessed.”

Then Kyle was kneeling down and tugging Alice’s shorts down her slender and smooth legs, and after her fingers stroked the front of the older woman’s panties they came down too.

“Knew you’d be hairy down there too,” Kyle said of the wide triangle of burnt orange pubic hair, which in fact had thinned a bit over the years although the bush itself strayed too wide for all but the fullest of panties to contain. “And you’re wet too.”

Alice’s knees buckled a bit when she felt Kyle’s fingers rake through the hair before she was eased down onto the bed.

“You’re so beautiful,” Kyle said as she looked down at Alice while striping off her own clothes.

When Kyle peeled of her tank-top, Alice was a bit shocked even though she had gotten a peek down the younger woman’s blouse before. Kyle’s breasts – in fact her chest – was much like a man’s with the bulging pectorals and the nipples not much larger than a male’s – and her stomach was tight and rippled.

“I’m hairy too,” Kyle was saying while she peeled her shorts over the over-sized thighs, exposing herself completely to the older woman as she climbed onto the bed.

In the brief glance Alice got she saw that while Kyle had a lot of hair around the opening of her sex and the hair spread out wide and high, the hair grew much thinner out there on the sides.

“Shaved for a body-building competition a while back,” Kyle said when she saw Alice’s expression while climbing onto Alice and straddling her thighs, their pussies grinding together while Kyle reached down and resumed kneading Alice’s breasts which remained formidable despite her being on her back. “Miss being really hairy. Feel nice?”

Alice nodded as she felt their pussies rubbing into each other, and above her Kyle’s skin was already glistening with perspiration as she gently rocked on Alice’s mound, little droplets of her sweat dropping down onto Alice and making her pliant tit-flesh slippery in Kyle’s grasp.

“You do it Alice – play with your breasts for me,” Kyle asked as she slid down off of the older woman, and after seeing Alice take her doughy jugs in her hands she worked down between Alice’s legs, parting the lightly freckled thighs as she slid between them.

“Omigod, your pussy is gorgeous,” Kyle sighed as her fingers raked through the large triangle of burnt orange hair, a bush that wasn’t as thick as it once was but was still a very wide V of soft fur.

“Oh my!” Alice gasped as she felt Kyle easily lift her buttocks up while burying her face between her parted thighs, and as the mannish girl tongued her with a talented tongue the older woman writhed on the bed while clutching her own breasts savagely.

Alice came fast and hard, her lithe frame nearly sliding off the bed as first one orgasm and then another raged through her body while she gasped to catch her breath.

Kyle had come up from between Alice’s legs and was hovering over her with concern.

“Yes – just – omigod,” Alice wheezed as she looked up at her young friend, her face and upper torso reddened and glistening with sweat. “Omigod that was…”

“Good I hope,” Kyle smiled before leaning down and kissing Alice’s forehead while easing down next to her. “I think you needed that.”

“I never… ” Alice panted before Kyle put a finger gently over her lips and told her to catch her breath.

“You cum so good,” Kyle said with a grin as she watched the fleshy globes heave on the older woman’s chest, and while resting on her side traced the perimeter of Alice’s drink coaster sized aureola with her finger. “Am I your first woman?”

“No,” Alice said. “In college. A roommate. Been a while.”

“I dunno. Just got the feeling that I might have brought back a memory or something.”

“Can’t explain. It’s not like I was expecting this.”

“I know. I liked seducing you.”

“More like bowled me over,” Alice laughed as she turned to face Kyle. “But now it’s my turn.”

“You don’t have to,” Kyle said when Alice put her freckled hand on Kyle’s shoulder.

“Won’t be able to if you don’t let me,” Alice said when Kyle didn’t budge when Alice tried to ease her onto her back.

“Okay,” Kyle said as she let Alice put her onto the sheets.

“Been a while,” Alice said as she knelt next to Kyle and looked down at the Amazon-like torso. “If I do something wrong…”

“No such thing,” Kyle assured Alice who had a trembling hand on the washboard stomach of the bodybuilder. “Don’t hold back – no judgments here.”

Alice nodded and let her hand slide up to Kyle’s chest to massage the massive rock-hard pectoral while avoiding the boyish nipple, and when she looked up for approval Kyle nodded and smiled.

“They aren’t much,” Kyle said, referring to her virtually non-existent breasts and the fact that on her back she was even more masculine looking than ever. “But they are sensitive.”

Alice nodded and let her palms slide over Kyle’s nipples, which immediately stiffened under the older woman’s touch.

“Nice…” Kyle sighed and asked Alice if she wanted her to move in any way, and then raised her arms and linked her hands behind her head while suggesting, “How about this?”

Alice let out an audible gasp as Kyle stretched out, her massive biceps swelling as they flexed with the movement, and Kyle’s bright white teeth sparkled when she saw Alice shiver.

“Do anything you want,” Kyle said. “Anything.”

Alice nodded while bending down, and as she began to suckle on Kyle’s nipple the younger woman let out a sigh and closed her eyes when she saw Alice’s hand come up to her arm.

Alice squeezed Kyle’s bicep, which if it was not so warm could have been mistaken for granite under her grip, and as Alice sucked on the nipple her eyes went to the nest of black curls that filled the deep pocket of Kyle’s armpit.

Alice’s finger inched down a bit from the muscle and toward the jungle of hair, reaching the very fringe of the bush before glancing up at Kyle who was watching her and giving her a little nod.

What am I doing, Alice asked herself as she found her face moving away from the nipple and over the glistening skin and muscle until her tongue slid into the soggy and salty forest of black hair.

“Oh yes,” Kyle moaned as Alice licked the pungent armpit, the intoxicating aroma blend of woman an pheromones making Alice crazy, and when Alice felt Kyle’s other hand on the back of her head pushing her face further into the steamy underarm she didn’t fight it.

“Yeah! You go girl,” Kyle snarled. “Lick my pit. Suck on it!”

Alice did as she was told, and when her hand that had been stroking Kyle’s chest was taken down and deposited into Kyle thick bush, the older woman slid her finger into the very wet abyss and fingered her furiously.

A couple of minutes later, Alice’s wrist was nearly snapped when Kyle came, her thighs slamming together and holding the hand between her legs while her body shook and shook, and then it was over.

“Whew!” Kyle said after her orgasm ebbed, and after giving Alice a squeeze cradled her next to her, the older woman’s face resting on Kyle’s bicep. “You comfortable?”

“Yes,” Alice responded, and smiled when Kyle flexed her muscle and made her head rise. “Very.”

“Bet you never thought this morning that you would be naked in bed with a woman like me, did you?”

“I did,” Kyle said. “I saw you moving in, and you looked so cute, but then I saw those jugs and I knew I was going to get you.”

“Oh. Confident, weren’t you?” Alice chided.

“Yes,” Kyle said without emotion. “I usually get what I want, and then when we were in here this afternoon and I saw the way you were looking at me? You’re no poker player.”

“I was scared believe it or not,” Alice confessed.

“Maybe, but then I saw the way you were looking at me when I was up on the step-stool.”

“Not from where I was standing,” Kyle declared. “First I saw you staring at my arms and shoulders, and then when I noticed you were checking out my pits I suspected that you might have a thing for armpits like I do.”

“I didn’t know I did.”

“And then when you got a whiff of me – and trust me the pheromones were pouring out of me because I was in heat – anyway when you stood there and not only didn’t recoil but leaned towards me and inhaled…”

“I did?” Alice said in shock.

“That’s funny, because usually when someone is a bit… off…”

“Funky,” Kyle corrected. “Not many have ever complained about my scent. Maybe because I eat well – except foe slipping with the Chinese food before – and I don’t pour chemicals on my body. I don’t put caustic crap under my arms so what comes out is pure unadulterated Kyle. Like it or not.”

“I can tell, So which is your fetish?”

“Sure,” Kyle said. “Like with me, you already know about my armpit fetish and the thing I have for busty women. What’s yours? My muscles? My pit hair? My scent?”

“How about all of the above?” Alice giggled. “Maybe your arms most of all. Resting here like this on your bicep, I feel safe and secure.”