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Archive name: India02.txt
Authors name: JMary Jorsay Gandmar (written as Jayant Lund)
Story Title : Birds Of A Feather

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*** Birds Of A Feather *** 
By *** Jayant Lund ***
*** Story also online at
http://www.hostwebsite.com/~cyrene/prose/celadony/audmal.htm ***
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"God, I love your body," Audrey murmured. "I love fucking you."

Beside her, Mala smiled gently, her lovely face suffused with
excitement. She moved her head closer to Audrey's and kissed her
deeply. Audrey closed her eyes, her body trembling with excitement.
Mala's delicate, slender fingers roamed Audrey's naked body, cupping
and fondling her swollen breasts, teasing her long, rigid nipples.
Audrey drew Mala's tongue into her mouth and sucked it gently as she
fondled her breasts, caressed Mala's buttocks and thighs. Nothing gave
the kind of contentment lesbian sex did, Audrey thought. Especially
when the girl you were fucking was your closest friend.

Mala and she went back a long way, to their college days, when they
shared everything two teenage girls could -- and much more besides.
They first had lesbian sex on a humid afternoon a few months after
they met at Audrey's house, and it became a regular feature of their
lives from then on. Except for the brief interlude when Mala married a
completely unsuitable man, they never denied themselves this, the most
delicate and heightened of sexual pleasures.

They lay naked on Audrey's bed now, surrounded by a mind-boggling
assortment of dildoes, vibrators and sexual toys, their bodies
glistening with a special skin lotion they had massaged into each
other's bodies. It was a powerful sub-cutaneous aphrodisiac. It seeped
into their flesh and aroused every fibre and nerve of their bodies.
Their cunts were streaming freely, their nipples were stiff and hard,
their breasts swollen and turgid and heavy with arousal.

"I've asked some guys to come in later," Mala murmured, kissing Audrey
again, flipping her tongue wantonly in and out of her mouth.

"Good," Audrey whispered, her fingers moving to Mala's cunt. "Anyone I
know."

"Let that be a surprise."

Audrey's eyes sparkled. "Bitch."

"Horny bitch."

"At least tell me how many."

"No."

"Whore."

"Randy whore."

Mala rolled Audrey over onto her back and straddled her body. Audrey
thought her friend was one of the loveliest women she knew. Her face
was delicate, yet earthy and utterly sensual. She had large, deep
brown, kajal-rimmed eyes that were warm and gentle. Her cheekbones
were high, the line of her jaw was exquisite, delicate. Her teeth were
strong and white and even. Her upper lip was sexily slender, bowed
over the fuller, straighter lower lip. Her hair was dark and silky,
pulled back in a simple pony tail held by a dark cotton ring-band. Her
neck was a long and elegant column that swept past the sexy hollows in
her throat and shoulders to superb breasts, high, succulent, luscious
mounds with stiff, stubby nipples in small, bright, densely puckered
aureoles.

Mala took good care of her body and it showed. Her belly was firm and
flat and her hips flared neatly. Her buttocks were low and firmly
rounded. Her arms and legs were slender and shapely with slim ankles
and wrists and elegantly formed hands and feet. Her skin was tawny.
She had a sexy little birthmark high in her cleavage inside her left
breast, another just in front of her left ear. She wore a gold
necklace, a diamond ring, matching earrings, a toe-ring. She had an
insatiable sexual appetite, one she discovered in her early teens and
steadily nurtured ever since. 

Mala fucked constantly. Servants, strangers, friends, friends'
friends, men, women, urchin, construction gang workers, daily
labourers -- Mala fucked them all without respite. She seldom spent
twenty four hours without at least one fuck. Fortunately, her sister
and their cousins and niece and most of her friends, including Audrey,
shared Mala's devotion to sexual gratification. They exchanged lovers
constantly. Like Mala, all the others, and even Audrey, regularly
hired themselves out as whores. They were very expensive, but they
were exceptionally good. They also made skin flicks and did live sex
shows. It was their immense good fortune that they knew Jayant, a
truly heroic man, with a brilliant body, an awesome physique and
breath taking lectual skill. He was their ticket to sexual freedom: he
controlled and ran a mammoth international commercial enterprise,
Hedon & Venery, devoted entirely to purveying sexual gratification --
and all these women were an intrinsic part of it!

maryjg@finebody.com (Mary Jorsay Gandmar)

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