Afternoon Delight

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man. Actually, I was thinking of a specific man."
    Lori inclined her head towards the adjoining patio. "Our new neighbour? The hunk next door?"
    "You bet. Have you taken a good look at him?"
    "Oh, yeah." Lori wiggled her eyebrows. "Yum yum."
    Savannah licked her lips. "Yum is right. I'd like to get my mouth around him. But I swear, I think he's either gay or blind. If you had two women lying outside in the nude practically in your face, wouldn't you at least show a little curiosity?"
    "I can show curiosity without the hunk next door." She moved to sit sideways on her lounger next to Savannah and fished two orange slices out of the pitcher. "I'm curious how you'd look with a little decoration. Shall we see?"
    Savannah giggled. "Exactly what do you have in mind?"
    "You'll see."
    One at a time, she took Savannah's nipples in her slender fingers and pulled and tugged on them until they swelled and hardened. Playfully, she leaned forward to nip at each one with white, even teeth. Then she pulled the pebbled nubs through the orange slices.
    "Ooh, that's cold," Savannah squealed, wriggling.
    "But tingly, right?" Lori grinned at her. "Maybe we should complete the picture."
    "Like what?"
    They were both in a teasing mood, having consumed one full pitcher of mimosas already. While they definitely preferred the company of men, they'd long ago discovered they could enjoy a sexual relationship with each other without it affecting their friendship or any male relationships they might have.
    "Spread your legs, cookie," Lori told her. "That's it. Bend your knees and put your feet flat on the lounger."
    "Going to feed my pussy mimosas?" Savannah joked.
    "Maybe. But first a little adornment right here. Pull those pussy lips open for me."
    Savannah obligingly spread the lips of her cunt as wide as she could, even hunching her hips forward a little. When Lori took her clit between thumb and forefinger she wiggled a little. "You've got the best touch, kiddo. You must have lots of practice."
    They both burst out laughing.
    "Stop that," Lori grinned. "I can't get a good hold here."
    Pulling on the clit the way she had Savannah's nipples, she slid an orange slice onto the hard little knot. "There. Now you're even."
    "Even hornier, you mean."
    "Hmm. Does that mean you'd like me to take the edge off a little for you?"
    Savannah leaned forward and pinched one of Lori's nipples. "Only if you let me do the same for you."
    "And what do we do if Mr. Studly next door happens to take a peek?"
    "Why, we'll just show him what he's missing."
    They both chuckled.
    Savannah smiled as Lori swung her leg over to straddle the lounger. Her eyes were hot with a combination of lust and mischief as she reached under Savannah's hips to pull her buttocks forward. With precise care she arranged Savannah's legs over her thighs. Savannah knew her cunt was now wide open to her friend. Already she could feel liquid gathering and the inner walls of her pussy fluttering. They'd played this game a lot, a game Savannah had first initiated and Lori had jumped into with both feet.
    "Let's see if the orange makes it any better," Lori teased.
    Savannah felt the tip of something stroking over her clit and looked to see Lori caressing that hot bud with another section of orange. The juice trickling into the creases on either side of her vagina felt cold but good. She gripped the arms of the lounger, leaned her head back and closed her eyes. "Ooh. You know just how to do that, Lori."
    "I should, after all this time."
    She continued to stimulate Savannah's clit, smiling with pleasure at the reaction she elicited. Slowly she slid one finger into Savannah's vagina, the channel already wet and slick with cream. She stroked the pink flesh, withdrawing her finger as Savannah clamped down on it.
    "No," Savannah wailed. "Put it back."
    "Tell me what you want," Lori taunted. "Say the words or I'll go back to my chair."
    "You shit. You always make me ask. Okay, finger fuck me.
    And use three

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