Up Against the Wall
JJS Harshaw

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(c) 2003, JJS Harshaw

(FF cons 1st)


"Let's find someplace a little quieter," she shouted 
over the din of the club music.

Joy got up to leave. Vicki didn't hear Joy's shout 
completely and looked at Joy. Joy held out one hand to 
Vicki and with her other hand motioned toward the door 
of the club. Vicki took Joy's hand and followed.

Joy led Vicki outside to a small alleyway. They both 
stood with their backs to the wall. Joy pulled her 
blond hair back and laughed.

"Oh, God, Vicki...I'm sorry. I haven't been here for 
quite a while. It's changed. It was never so hot and 
crowded, but shit, wasn't that some rhythm in there?"

"Yeah...left me tingly."

"Oooo...tingly, eh? Tingly where, my dear?"

Vicki smiled a slightly embarrassed smile. "Oh, 
someplace."

"Well, it left me downright wet!"

Before Vicki could respond to Joy's bold statement of 
wetness, Joy swung around so that she was just inches 
in front of Vicki, her hands on the wall on either 
side of Vicki's head.

And, Joy rapidly changed subjects.

"You really like staying home and taking care of the 
kids?"

"Yeah. It's nice."

"Shit! That would just kill me if I had to stay home 
all the time with my rug rats!"

"How many kids do you have?"

"Two: one's 5 and one's just 18 months. And I love 
them dearly but I don't think I could do that full 
time mom shit.

"Uh, say, you and Jack are pretty active aren't you?"

"What do you mean, exactly, by active?"

"Uh," Joy laughed a nervous laugh, "you know, like 
sexually."

"Yeah," Vicki smiled broadly at Joy, "you might say 
we're active."

"So! What all do you do? Anything kinky?"

Vicki looked a bit stunned.

Joy looked ill at ease for just a moment.

"Shit! I'm sorry...it's the beer and the heat and the 
bass line and everything. You know, like, I'm a little 
bit stoned and really, really horny. Like, shit, you 
know...I am like a fuckin' bitch in heat. But, really, 
I'm not that..."

Vicki cut in, "Jack likes to bring other men home to 
have sex with me."

Joy's eyes widened slightly. "Je-sus! No shit?!! Do 
you like it?!"

Vicki smiled another embarrassed smile and nodded. "A 
lot of times Jack has them tie me up and do me. It 
fulfills my rape fantasy."

Joy lit a cigarette her eyes widen more. "Shit...," it 
was a hushed whisper. "Does he, like, uh, do it 
too...uh, while the guy's there?"

"Sometimes. When it's a couple of guys. They like to 
do me on my knees. One in my mouth and the other 
doggie."

Joy was now completely stunned.

Vicki arched an eyebrow and smiled at Joy. "Anything 
else you'd like to know? Hmmmm?"

The space between Joy and Vicki was now millimeters. 
Joy leaned as closely into Vicki as she could without 
touching her. Being taller than Vicki she bent close 
to her ear. "Well, now that you mention it," Joy 
sounded rather hesitant, a sheepish grin on her face, 
"like I said, you know...I'm kinda stoned and *REALLY* 
horny...and I guess I was wondering what would happen 
if I put my hand under your dress like this..."

Joy lifted the hem of Vicki's peasant dress and slid 
her hand up Vicki's thigh.

Vicki pressed her arms and hands back against the wall 
for support and tilted her pelvis toward the 
approaching hand.

Her head pressed back, eyes closed, lips parted.

When Joy made contact with Vicki's sex, they both 
gasped.

"Ohmygod...you don't have any panties on and you're so 
fucking wet..." Joy's voice was a hoarse whisper.

"Uh huh." Vick kept her eyes closed enjoying the 
sensation.

She quickly looked at Joy when the hand was withdrawn.

She started to protest.

Joy looked into Vicki's eyes and smiled a 
conspirator's smile.
 
She whispered. "Wait. I'm gonna make you feel real 
good, lady."

 Joy leaned close and kissed Vicki softly on the lips.

"Real good, baby..." Joy's hoarseness deepened and her 
voice trailed off. The carefree, half-stoned smile 
disappeared and Joy took on an intent, dazed stare.

Joy kissed her again, holding Vicki's face in her 
hands.
 
This time the kiss lingered, tongues met.

When Joy broke the kiss she stared at Vicki for a few 
seconds.

A small smile came to her lips.

Another hoarse whisper, a little dazed, "Mo-ther-fuck-
er...you are so sweet. Shit...I...I've...never been 
with a woman before."

Vicki stared back, not knowing what would happen next.

"Me neither..."

Joy came out of her lethargy. She took Vicki by the 
shoulders and pinned her to the wall. She hiked her 
own skirt up around her crotch so that her upper thigh 
was bare and pressed it between Vicki's naked thighs.

"What...!" Vicki didn't immediately know what Joy had 
in mind. Then, as her sex and Joy's leg made contact, 
"OH...oh...ahhhh...ohmygod!"

Except for slowly starting to rub her sex on Joy's 
offered leg, Vicki remained completely passive.

Joy seemed to become more inflamed from Vicki's 
passiveness.

She kissed Vicki again. Slow, lingering. Joy held 
Vicki's face again and slowly drew back, watching 
Vicki work toward release.

They were both sweating now. Joy pulled her damp hair 
back then brushed the damp strands away from Vicki's 
face.

"Go for it...do it...do me."

Vicki reached down between her legs and pulled her sex 
lips apart, reseating on Joy's thigh with more exposed 
skin.

"Oh, Shit you feel good. Work it slow on my leg..."

Vicki wore a simple, one-piece peasant dress with an 
elastic top that pulled off her shoulders. Joy pulled 
Vicki's top completely down, exposing Vicki's small, 
loose breasts.

Vicki was losing herself to the moment. Her eyes were 
tightly shut and she rocked back and forth against 
Joy, making small cries as she rubbed.

Joy began to follow Vicki's narcotic daze...she pulled 
her own top up and feverishly unfastened her bra.

"Suck this, Vicki...suck my tit...Come on! Do it..."

Vicki did as she was told.

Joy groaned, "Oh...FUCK! This is SO good..." Joy held 
Vicki to her breast, both hands tangled in Vicki's 
hair.

Vicki sped up, increased the suction on Joy's nipple 
and increased the volume of her cries. Soon she 
shuddered and all motion stopped. Joy pressed her to 
the wall; the only sound was Vicki's whimpers and 
heavy breathing from both of them.

Joy pulled Vicki's head up gently with her hands and 
kissed her, pressing her naked breasts into Vicki. Joy 
tongued slowly, mixing her strokes with soft bites and 
sucking of Vicki's tongue and lips.

Vicki's hands went under Joy's top and pulled her 
nipples.

Joy started to softly moan and breathe loudly as she 
savored what she was doing.

Joy let Vicki's head loose and put her hands over 
Vicki's hands under her top. She closed her eyes and 
enjoyed the sensations for a moment.

Vicki laid her head against Joy's chest.

"Come on. Let's go to the van. I want to get off on 
you." It was a hoarse whisper, filled with urgency.

Joy took Vicki by the hand and pulled her along 
behind.

Vicki was in her usual post-orgasmic languor and 
offered no resistance. She left her dress bunched down 
around her waist, baring her breasts to the club goers 
as she and Joy passed the club's front door on the way 
to the van.

~~~~~~~~~~~			

It was a full size Dodge van with four captain's 
chairs and a bed in the very back.

Joy unlocked the door and climbed in, pulling her top 
off as she went. Vicki remained standing outside. Joy 
pulled her skirt off and sat on the side of the bed.

"Fuck! Vicki! Get in here! Come on. Pull your dress 
off and kneel down here in front of me."

Vicki remained transfixed outside the van but she 
pulled her dress off over her hips and stood for a 
moment naked in the moonlight.

"Vicki!"

Vicki giggled like she was stoned. "Sorry." She 
climbed in the van and the pull the door closed behind 
her. Joy quickly stood and slipped her panties off. 
Vicki knelt in between Joy's legs.

Joy looked at the semi-dried liquid mess on her leg 
that was Vicki's passion with the singular intensity 
of her semi-drugged state. "Man! Look what a mess you 
made."

"Shut the fuck up and lay back, silly." Joy looked 
from her leg to Vicki, a bit confused.

"Down you go." Vicki gently pushed Joy to her back and 
bent to her sex.

Joy's sex was distended and slick with moisture. Vicki 
gently parted the swollen lips with her fingers and 
gave Joy's exposed core a doggie lick from Joy's 
perineum to the top of her slit.

Joy jumped with the touch of Vicki's tongue.

"Oh...god..."

Joy reflexively closed her thighs around Vicki's head 
and rubbed her sex over Vicki's face. It took exactly 
5 rubs before Joy burst into obscenities from her 
pleasure. Slowly her thighs parted. Vicki sat back on 
her haunches, breathing hard, her face slick with 
Joy's moisture.

Author's Note: For more of Vicki and Joy and their 
friends, check out "Joy's Friend." I'm open to hear 
from you suburban moms about story ideas: lesbian, bi 
or group.

     Jubal JS Harshaw