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'Roberta Awakes.' A Fun Story
Chapter 16 - Roberta's Birthday Present
Roberta and Jean were lovers from Senior year on. After
graduation, they
went out together several times a week. While Jean had a steady
boyfriend, boys
didn't really turn Roberta on.
Roberta was happy with Jean who turned her on. Jean was happy with
Roberta,
who she found out was the best pussy eater in town,. Jean took
advantage of
Roberta's voyeuristic tendencies. She knew how turned on Roberta got
by looking
at pretty girls. She loved teasing and getting Roberta hot, because
Roberta
then gave her a better time when they got home.
One Friday it was Roberta's birthday. They had made a date to go
out. Jean
rang Roberta's doorbell, and waited. Roberta answered the door,
dressed in a
sexy black pleated miniskirt, with a red blouse, and a gold necklace.
She was
in a sexy mood, so she wore nylons and a garter belt, with no panties,
and black
high-heeled shoes. Jean had on a pleated white mini-skirt and black
crotchless
nylons pantyhose. She had a sweater on, but no bra. She had a big red
bow tied
around her waist, just above her hips. As they hugged and kissed,
Roberta
pulled Jean close. She rubbed herself against Jean's breasts and put
her hand
on the back of Jean's skirt.
"I've got a present for you," said Jean, kissing Roberta. "Go
ahead. See
what's underneath. Open it."
While they kissed, Roberta's untied the bow. Her hands moved down
Jean's
back and she pulled her ass into her so she could do her favorite
rubbing trick.
Slipping lower, her hands went under Jean's dress.
Roberta liked the feel of Jean's silky pantyhose. She rubbed it
all over
with both hands, while they kissed, and she knew she was getting all
turned on.
Roberta rubbed against Jean's leg while she massaged her ass. Finally
her hand
moved way to the back, where she discovered Jean was naked on her rear
end.
"Oooh. My god, Jean. You're wearing crotchless pantyhose. Mmmh.
For me?
You know how hot that gets me."
She brought her hand under the front of Jean's skirt, and while
they
kissed, stroked her nylon thigh. Then Roberta moved her hand right
onto the
front of Jean's pussy. She rubbed her fingers through Jean's pubic
hair while
they continued to kiss. This got her hotter. Finally, she couldn't
help it
anymore, and she slid a finger down into Jean's pussy.
As they continued to kiss and hug, Jean slipped a hand under
Roberta's
dress, and rubbed her nylon-clad legs. "Two can play this game,
darling."
Working upwards, she came to Roberta's naked pussy. "Ah, ha. No
pantyhose or
panties. I should have guessed. Mmmh. That's my little lover. Can't
wait to
go out can she. But wants to leave herself open for options, huh?"
Jean rubbed up and down over Roberta's pubic hair, then down to
her clit.
Jean kissed Roberta harder. As Jean felt Roberta's moistness build,
she
inserted a finger into her pussy, moving it around gently.
Roberta moaned into Jean's mouth. "Oooh, don't baby. You know
that'll get
me off. You keep doing that and we won't be going anywhere tonight."
They
kissed for another minute, before breaking it. Both panting, and very
hot and
wet.
"OK, where do you want to go tonight on your birthday?" Jean
asked.
"I don't know. Got any ideas?", Roberta said.
"Well. You've made me awfully horny. Now its my treat for your
present.
How about doing something we never do. Something daring and hot.
Let's go to a
male strip-club. I think we could just put our hands under our skirts
while
nobody is looking, and have a little fun while we watch them dance."
Roberta looked puzzled, almost pouting.
"What's the matter, you don't like strip clubs?"
"I don't know", said Roberta. "I've never been to one. Does it
have to be
male."
"Oooh, come here my hot little baby. I'm sorry. I forgot." She
hugged
Roberta and kissed her again, pressing her body against hers. "What
kind of a
strip club would you like to go to, my horny little lover? Wait, let me
guess",
Roberta said, looking down into Roberta's eyes.
Jean put her tongue in Roberta's mouth. Roberta pressed gently
against
Jean's leg.
"I bet I know what would get you hot. You don't want to see male
strippers,
huh? No big cocks bulging against their little outfits?" She kissed
Roberta
again.
"Uuh, uuh. No." moaned Roberta, grinding a little harder into
Jean's leg.
"OK, Let's think. You want to go to a strip club, but not men ...
hmmm.
But you want it to be daring... and hot. Yes let's not forget hot"
Jean again
forced her tongue into Roberta's mouth.
"Oooh, God. Jean, please stop" Roberta panted, continuing to press
herself
into her lover.
" I know. I know what my little lover wants for her present.
Oooh... what
a naughty little girl you are, aren't you. I bet my little slut wants
to see
some girls, doesn't she?"
Jean pushed her tongue more forcefully into Roberta's mouth, and
pulled her
ass so she was tight against Jean's leg. Roberta started moaning and
grinding
herself desperately into Jean's leg.
"You want to go to a girl's strip joint, don't you, Roberta? But
wait, that
might make me jealous. Would you look at them instead of me?" She
kissed
Roberta harder. Roberta was clearly in heat now.
"Well, it's your birthday. If you want to be a naughty girl, I
guess it's
your treat. Is that what you want to do? Do you want to see the girls
show you
their tits and pussies? Let's see if that's what you want."
She put her hand under Roberta's skirt and rubbed her clit. "God,
your
absolutely soaking, baby. That's it, I guessed it. You want me to
take you to
see some naked girls. Kiss me hard, lover."
"How would you like them baby. Young?
"Mmmmhh."
"Big tits? Small tits?"
"Ooooh, Jean, don't."
"Long legs Roberta? The kind you could rub off on?"
"Aahhh, Oooh" said Roberta.
"Do you like big nipples, baby?"
Jean continued to french kiss and rub Roberta's ass. Roberta was
now
moaning loudly.
"I know one thing."
"What's that", sighed Roberta.
"I don't think you care how their breasts look, or how long their
legs are,
do you."
"Huh, what do you mean?" asked Jean. John slipped her tongue deep
into
Jean's mouth.
"What I mean, lover is you don't care as long as they show you
their big wet
pussies... big wide, open, wet pussies, with a big clit. That's all
you need,
isn't it?" Roberta said.
With that she stuck two fingers forcefully into Roberta's pussy and
started
jacking her off.
"Oooh, oooh, no. Oh, God Jean. Yes. I want to see the young
girls. Oh my
god, I'm going to cum." With that, Roberta came violently, trembling
in Jean's
arms.
"Oh, God, Jean. That was too much. Why did you do that to me.
I've never
cum so hard in my life."
"I guess I know too many of your little secrets, huh." Jean kissed
Roberta
tenderly for a minute before saying, "OK, my little pussy lover, let's
go find
some little pussies to watch for you."
The two girls got into Jean's car, Roberta sliding over to the
middle, with
her arm around Jean. She enjoyed watching Jean drive, especially her
watching
her nylon clad legs as they moved up and down on the accelerator pedal
and
brakes. Watching legs usually got her pussy going as much as looking
under
dresses. They drove to the "Brass Nickel", a classy strip joint out of
the
county, which was know for girls stripping all the way, and sometimes
doing more
than that. (None of this "Pasty" stuff for us, as Jean said). It was
Ladies
Night, so they wouldn't look to strange going in there. Although, as
classy as
they were dressed, some of the men might have thought they worked
there.
They walked through the door, and waited until their eyes grew
accustomed to
the light. Jean had her arm around Roberta's waist, with her hand on
Roberta's
hip, holding her close. There were a couple of other women there, some
with
men, but two tables had two women each. Roberta wondered if they were
looking
for men, or if they were as curious as she was about looking at the
strippers.
Jean pushed Roberta over to a table right in front of the stage.
"Not here", said Roberta, "it's too close."
"Sit down love. Better to see your prey." Jean told her. "You
know you
like closeups, darling. You can tell me if they really enjoy
themselves or
not."
"Jean!" said Roberta, embarrassed.
"OK, honey. I'm sorry. But remember, they don't know you. Don't
be afraid
to look as hard as you want. I'm serious about them enjoying it. I'm
told that
some of them actually get off doing this."
Roberta sat down, and said to Jean "Watch your skirt so the men
don't look
up it. We're not exactly covered up, you know."
Jean laughed, and whispered to her, "You should talk my little cunt
lover.
Who is it that I found looking up my skirt that day in the library.
The girls
should be more afraid of you then of the men! It's a good thing I let
you have
your fun and look at me, wasn't it."
Roberta giggled. "I'm not that bad, am I."
"I don't know, sweetheart. Let's wait and see."
The announcer came on, telling everybody that the next dancer was
"Long,
Tall Sally." Sally came out, wearing a white evening gown, slit up the
side.
She was a gorgeous, tall blonde, with small breasts, big hips, and
beautiful
legs. She was bedecked in jewelry, and had long white gloves on her
arms, like
the girls who grace the Penthouse centerfold. She had white nylons,
and very
high heels. The men began to whistle, as the music started.
Jean moved closer to Roberta. She whispered, "So what do you think.
Is she
your type."
Roberta was nervous, but starting to feel another sensation as
well. "I
don't know. I'll tell you in a minute." The fact was, tall blondes
were very
much Roberta's type. She loved wide hips, and long legs. She also
liked small
breasts with big nipples.
The girl started a graceful bump and grind, slowly removing her
gloves and
twirling them around. She threw them to the men in the audience. She
turned
around, and with her hands on her hips, started a very sexy swaying of
her rear
end, her long leg stretched out to her right. While she did this, she
looked
over her shoulder sexily.
Roberta gasped. "Oh, my goodness."
"What's the matter, lover. Like nice rear ends, huh." Her hand
went under
the table onto Roberta's leg, which she noticed was moving back and
forth
gently.
"Uh, huh" Roberta answered.
"Like long legs, too, don't you?" Roberta's hand dropped over
Jean's and
pressed it firmly in response, almost pushing it into her crotch. Jean
felt the
warmth.
"You better believe it." Roberta almost didn't believe she said
that.
"Yeah. I remember. You get off rubbing on girls legs, don't you
baby?"
said Jean.
"Oooh God. Jean. Don't. I mean, no. I mean yes. Mmmh. Yes, I
like Long
legs and tight asses."
"Yeah, but what about the part where you like to rub off on them?"
whispered
Jean.
"OK, OK. So I enjoy holding women." said Roberta.
"Enjoy isn't the only word that comes to mind, my little
cum-buncher." Jean
retorted.
The blonde then turned around and started unbottoning the top of
her evening
gown. She slowly peeled the straps off her shoulders, revealing her
naked
chest, with a white lacy "half-cup" bra. Her nipples were standing
out over
the cups. She peeled the dress down to her waist, and then danced
around the
stage bending over, and letting everybody spend time eyeing her
breasts.
She came over near Roberta's table and looked down. A gleam came in
her eye.
She bent over, so her cleavage was even more accentuated, and looked
directly at
Roberta. She then reached up and played with her nipples, grabbing
them between
her thumb and index fingers, and rolling them until they became about
and inch
long. She licked her lips and stared right at Roberta as she did this.
Roberta's fingers started clenching Jean's hand tighter. "Oh, my
God. Oooh
Jean" was all Roberta could mutter.
Jean's fingers started lightly stroking Roberta's leg, and she
whispered "I
guess you like big nipples, too, don't you my pussy lover."
"Oooh, yes. Oh, honey lover, this is good. Very good" Roberta
said. She
was clearly getting horny now, and her legs were clenching together.
The dancer kept rubbing her nipples in front of Roberta. Then blew
her a
kiss, and danced away.
"I hope you can hold out. She's just started." Jean kidded.
Roberta blushed and said, "I hope I'm not too obvious?"
Jean turned to pretend to whisper, and licked Roberta's ear. "Go
ahead,
honey, enjoy yourself. This is your treat. I'm just having fun with
you. If
she turns you on, go for it. I think she likes you."
"Mmmmh, I will, don't worry" said Roberta, "She does turn me on.
Alot."
Roberta rubbed the back of Jean's hand and pushed it lower on her
leg, below
her hemline. Jean got the hint, and slid her hand up under Roberta's
dress.She
gently rubbed the inside of Roberta's left thigh as the dance went on.
Roberta's legs started opening slightly. Jean rubbed higher, until her
hand was
over the tops of Roberta's nylons. She played with Roberta's thigh, as
Roberta
started to groan and move her legs apart some more.
The dancer then unzipped the back of her dress and slipped it down
over her
hips. She had on a gorgeous satin white garter belt, white stockings,
and
nothing else. Roberta gasped. She was entranced.
Roberta stared between the blonde's legs. Sally was a natural
blonde, with
beautiful, light, long, fluffy pubic hair. Jean rubbed higher on the
inside of
Roberta's thigh.
Jean leaned over and whispered, "So what's the answer, sweetheart.
Do you
like blondes, you little pussy slut?"
"Oooh yes. Yes I definitely do" answered Roberta, as her legs
opened and
closed.
"Is this as good as that girl you told me about in high-school,
that you
apparently couldn't stop looking at without coming all over your (and
her)
hand?"
"I don't know. Maybe."
"Maybe? Well let's just see. How wet did that girl in high school
get you?
About a six on the ten-point scale when you first looked at her, wasn't
it."
Roberta's hand slowly slid up all the way to Roberta's pussy. She
moved her
finger down over Roberta's slit. She found Roberta already had her
right hand
down there.
"Why you little sneak. Couldn't wait for me huh?." Jean asked.
"Mmmmhh," Roberta sighed.
Roberta's lips were wide and open, and she was soaking wet.
Jean whispered "Hmmm. Looks to me that you're wetter now than you
were
then"
Roberta moaned, and rubbed her wet pussy more on Jean's hand, while
staring
at the blonde pussy about ten feet away.
"Roberta, honey. I'd say you were way up there, probably around an
eight on
the juice- meter." Jean stroked Roberta's clit some more. Roberta
opened her
legs, letting her skirt ride up to her hips. She didn't really care
who could
see her. Her pussy was clearly available to Jean's probing hand.
"Oooh, God. Jean, don't. OK, Yes. I'm getting hot. Oh yes.
This is
definitely better than the high school. But nothing I can't control."
The blonde turned around and bent over at the waste. Her asshole
and pussy
was staring Roberta right in the face. Roberta gasped, and her legs
clamped
down on Jean's hand, then opened again. Several times in succession.
Then she
ground her slit up and down Jean's finger.
"Hot isn't the word for what you are, you little slut. Look at
that pussy.
Like that?"
"Mmmm, Hmmm"
"She's showing you her ass, too. Or didn't you notice. Oh, I know
better.
I know you noticed. Did you see her nice little puckered asshole. Or
were you
concentrating on her pussy."
"Oh, God, Jean. Don't. Please."
The dancer came up stage and got on the floor on her knees only two
feet in
front of Roberta's table. She parted her legs widely, and bent over
backwards.
"Oooh, God, no." Roberta had a clear view right up her cunt. Her
legs were
spread wide. Her labia were very big and extended.
"Oooh. Oooh, Jean. Please."
Jean started frigging Roberta rapidly now, rubbing her clit
briskly.
"How's that lover. That feel good. Look between Sally's legs,
baby. Go
ahead. Like to look between her legs, huh? Look at that pussy,
Roberta. Tell
me how hot she makes you."
"Oooh, Jean, oooh, Noo."
"Don't lie to me baby. Your pussy's doing the talking. Your now
at ten on
the wetness meter."
Roberta looked mournfully at Jean. Jean kissed her. Roberta tore
her gaze
back into the crevice between Sally's legs.
"Oooh, yes, Jean honey. Oh, yes, I like her pussy. God she's
beautiful."
"Look at her pussy, baby. Look at those long legs. She's
beautiful enough
to make you cum hard, isn't she my little pussy lover. She's your
little
birthday present pussy." Jean now put her finger into Roberta's pussy
and
started finger-fucking her.
"Oooh, yes, Jean. Do that. While the girl shows me her pussy.
Finger fuck
me, baby."
At that moment., the blonde reached down and opened her pussy lips
for
Roberta. Opened them so Roberta could see deep inside her. Her clit
was very
large. She was wet... obviously enjoying it. She started playing with
it.
"Aaagh, yes. Oh God, she's going to make me cum.. I can see her
pussy
lips. Her clit. Oh, God, she's playing with it. Jean, she's... oh my
God,
she's wet in there.Keep fingering me, Jean. Here comes.
Aaaaaaagghhhhh.....
Oooooohhhhhh...Oh, God, yes. What a pussy. Oh yes. Oh, she's
beautiful. Oh
my. Oh, that was great." Roberta's cum drenched Jean's hand and the
chair, and
the back of her skirts. Roberta was breathing rapidly and trying to
calm down.
Jean leaned over and kissed her on the cheek as she continued to
finger
Roberta's slit until she was done.
By some miracle nobody appeared to have seen them.... except Sally.
She blew
Roberta a kiss and licked her finger as she got up and danced away.
Roberta
could see the cum leak out of Sally's pussy. Roberta was sure Sally
did that on
purpose, opening her pussy in front of her like that. She also could
tell Sally
had a minor orgasm doing it. She wondered why Sally enjoyed getting
other girls
hot. Oh, well. She was glad she did.
Jean asked, "Had enough?"
"Mmmhh. I don't know. Maybe. What about you?" and kissed Roberta
soundly.
They sat there for a minute as Roberta recovered. Jean continued
to stroke
Roberta lightly. Roberta still watched Sally intently . Sally moved
in front
of Roberta and spread herself even more. Sally could clearly see Jean
playing
with Roberta. She looked under the table at Roberta's wet pussy and
licked her
lips. "I see you enjoyed my show?", she whispered. "I usually please
my
clients... Even the girls. How much did you like it?"
"She wants you to tip her, sweetheart," said Jean. Roberta reached
for her
purse and pulled out $10. She placed it up under Sally's bra. A
tingle went
through her, as she got a brief feel of Sally's hot nipple.
Sally moved over in front of the next table over. Also two more
girls, a
blonde and a very stunning brunette. The brunette was staring hard at
Sally.
The blonde was sitting very close to her, and was whispering something
into her
ear. Again, Sally got down on her spread knees, and leaned back, this
time
putting on her show for the brunette. Her pussy was stretched open.
Roberta
could see the eyes of the brunette were locked straight into the blonde
dancer's
cunt, just as hers had been. The brunette was flushed, and she
appeared to be
breathing heavily. The hand of the blonde was under the table, and her
arm was
visibly moving up and down.
Roberta looked down. The brunette's legs were splayed wide open,
and her
skirt was also up around her hips. Her panties were down around her
knees. Her
blonde friend was finger fucking her in open view.
"Jean. Look. That girl's playing with the brunette. She's trying
to maker
her cum."
"Why you sly little pussy looker. Leave it to you to find the
girls pussies
under the tables. " Mmmmh. I bet you like the side-show as much as
the main
event, don't you?"
"Mmmhh. Not bad." Jean and Roberta tongue-kissed.
"How do you like the brunette, Roberta?" asked Jean.
Roberta couldn't help herself. She looked back at the brunette's
beautiful
face, then down to her pussy.
Jean had not removed her hand from Roberta's pussy. Jean started
stroking
Roberta's clit again.
"Oooh, no Jean. I can't take anymore." said Roberta.
"Oh, I don't know, my little pussy slut. You look like you're
enjoying the
new show" said Jean.
"Oooh. Oooh, my god", said Roberta, as Jean rubbed her.
Roberta kissed Jean's ear and whispered "Go ahead, lover. This is
your
treat. Watch the brunette's pussy. Your second pussy of the night.
Watch the
blonde play with the brunette's pretty pussy. Bet you've never seen
that
before. Watch the pretty brunette cum all over her friend's hand."
"Oooh. Oooh my." Roberta started moving her hips starting to move
visibly,
along with the brunette.
Jean stuck her finger into Roberta and started to rub her "G-spot."
"Tell me how you like to watch the brunette get finger-fucked,
Roberta.
Come on, baby. You like to get finger fucked while you watch that
don't you."
"Look what's getting the brunette off, Roberta. Sally's spreading
her wet
pussy for the brunette too. Just like she did for you, baby. Look,
Sally's
rubbing her clit again. This time for the brunette."
"Oooh. Oh, yes, baby. Frig me. Sally's cunt is so hot. Aaahh,
yes. God,
I love watching the brunette's pussy getting played with. The
brunette's so
cute. Her pussy is wide open and she's letting the blonde play with
her."
"Go my little pussy watcher. Enjoy yourself baby. Like this,
don't you.
Oh, my, I feel your pussy starting to pump again. The brunette's not
the only
one letting another girl play with her, is she. You're addicted to
it."
"Oh God, Jean. I'm going to cum again. Oh Jesus, Jean.
Ooooh.Nooooh."
"Go pussy slut. Watch the brunette's pretty pussy while you come
all over
my hand. Give the brunette a nice little present on my hand"
"Oooh, yes. God. I'm cuuuummmmiiiiinnnngggg... Aaaaagghhhhh.
Ooooh.
Ooh. Oh. Oh God" moaned Roberta as her cum again drenched Jean's hand
and the
chair.
Roberta lovingly licked all her cum off Jean's hand and fingers.
They
hugged and french kissed. Roberta forgot to let her skirt down. She
looked
over and noticed that the brunette girl was taking a good look at her
pussy, as
the blonde continued to finger fuck her. Smiling at the brunette,
Roberta
spread her legs more. The brunette started cumming violently, looking
right at
Roberta's pussy. When she came down, all flushed, she looked up at
Roberta, and
smiled weakly. "Thanks!", she mouthed.
"OK, baby, your turn", said Roberta to Jean.
"I don't think I'll get off like you did. Looking at girls has not
been my
addictions" said Roberta. "You're my addiction."
"Mmmh, I don't know. I don't think you've tried hard enough.
Let's try."
The next dancer came out. She was a shapely black-haired beauty,
dressed to
kill in a latex bra and french-maid type skirt (cut just below her
pussy). The
bra had 3 thin latex straps, and black half-cups below. The top half
was clear
latex, framed by a lacy black border. The pleated skirt was also clear
latex
framed in lacy black.
"Mmmmh. Now that's interesting" said Roberta. "Better than some
of my
magazines. Relax Jean. Look closely." Roberta slid her left hand up
Jean's
mini-skirt and went right for the bare target. Yes, just as she
thought,
despite her protestations, Roberta was wet. She started rubbing
against Jean's
hand.
"Jean, give me your hand," said Roberta.
"What. Why?" Roberta asked.
"Just give it to me." Roberta took Jean's right hand, and put it
under her
skirt on top of Jean's hand. "Help me."
Roberta started moving her hand over Jean's fingers, and massaging
them down
into her pussy.
"Like that?" Roberta asked.
"Mmmh, nice. Do me honey." Jean replied.
"You're going to do it baby." Roberta switched, and put her hand
on top of
Jean's. Jean now had no choice but to stroke her pussy herself.
Roberta rubbed
Jean's hand sexily, as Jean started playing with herself.
"Show me what you used to do when you'd go home after our dates at
night."
Roberta said.
"Ooooh. Oh, Roberta. I'm playing with myself. You got me so
hot."
Roberta hugged Jean and kissed her ears as her pleasure elevated.
She whispered, "Are you watching the show Jean. Look at that nice
pussy.
Look at those beautiful tits while you do that. You'll see why I like
it so
much."
Jean looked, as the black haired girl moved in front of her, and
squatted
down with her legs spread. The girl's pussy had huge lips. She opened
it wide,
and was obviously very wet. Jean was stroking faster. She couldn't
believe it,
she was looking at a wide open pussy. Her hips were flying wildly. It
was too
much. "Ooooh, no. I can't be getting excited looking at a pussy. Oh,
my God.
I can't believe I'm doing this. Oh Roberta, honey. Help me. Forgive
me. Oh,
God, she looks so good. Why are you doing this to me Roberta. Oh,
baby, hug
me. Oh, Roberta. I'm going to cum lover. Oooh.... Ooohh Roberta.
She got
me...off.... Aaaaggghhhh. Oh, shit. Ooooh that's good." Jean pulsed
her cream
into her palm, and continued to rub it up and down, back into her pussy
as
Roberta kept kissing her cheeks and ears.
"Mmmhh. That got you off good, didn't it my love. Now we can
enjoy looking
together. I think you've just graduated to full-fledged lesbian,
tonight. Wanna
go home and play some more?"
"God, yes. That was good Roberta. Happy birthday my horny,
corrupting,
little slut." With that they got up and left.
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