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What’s Cooking in the Kitchen
by JDSampson

When I packed my bags that weekend I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Every summer my three best friends and I got together at the beach for a 'girls only' vacation.  It was our time to let go.  No worries about make-up or hairdos or chubby thighs.  With a house full of girls none of those things mattered. This was our third summer together and I had no reason to suspect that anything would be different.  If I had known….well…I probably would have gone anyway, but the butterflies would have started a whole lot sooner.

We began our vacation on the first Sunday in August.   Suzie had just broken up with her husband.  Melissa was between guys.  Abby's husband was on the road more than he was home and I had just given up looking.  From the minute we arrived we were bitching about 'men' and how we would we better off without them but none of us really meant it.  I know I didn't.  I would have given anything for a good fuck.  It had been months with nothing but my own hands and a trusty vibrator for comfort.

Within two hours of our arrival, everything started to go wrong.  The air conditioner broke, the stove was on the fritz and by the next day it had begun to pour.  No, not just pour…storm with a full complement of thunder and lightening to boot.  Now I was sure this vacation would suck, of course I had a different kind of sucking in mind.

Abby was the first to start whining.  What were we going to do to amuse ourselves if we couldn't go to the beach?  Abby’s thoughts immediately turned to food.  She ran into the kitchen and stuck her head in the fridge. 

"I have an idea," she said as she began pulling out fruits and veggies and handing them to Suzie.  Tomatoes, lettuce, cucumber, another cucumber.  I heard a deep-throated moan and when I turned to look there was Suzie sucking on the cucumber as if it were a cock.

"I can't help it," she wailed.  "It reminded me of my husband. Ex…husband."

"Is that so?"  Melissa took the veggie from her and weighed it in her hands.  It was long and slightly curved and a good two inches across at its thickest point.  "Your ex huh?" 

Abby and I grabbed Suzie by the arms and lifted her on to the butcher-block island in the center of the kitchen.  She was still pretty clueless until I pulled off her shorts and underwear.

"Now just a minute!"  Melissa pressed the tip of the cucumber to her clit.  "Hey, that's cold!"  She started to squirm but we kept her from going to far. Pushing her legs open wider, Melissa teased her sex lips with the end of the veggie.  She was quickly rewarded with a few drops of moisture and a slight moan from Suzie.  "Oh, give it to me."

Why not?  She plunged the cucumber into her pussy stretching her wide open.  Suzie wiggled her hips working her muscles around the intruder and soon she was wriggling so hard I could hardly hold on.  Remembering the curve of the cucumber, Melissa twirled it to the right, then back to the left.  She looked like a safe cracker searching for the exact combination.  I new she had found it when Suzie started bucking her hips like a wild animal.  Her words disintegrated into a series of small 'uh' sounds as she tossed her head from side to side. 

"Oh god, oh, god.  Fuck me harder.  More.  Please, more.”

Just the sound of her was making me hot.  I pulled her t-shirt off, then undid the snaps on her bra, releasing two double D beauties.   I grabbed a hold of her right tit, then circled the nipple with my tongue.  The nub was hard before I started but it really jumped to attention under the wet of my tongue.  Abby took hold of Suzie's left breast and started tonguing her as well. 

"Oh no, girls, oh…." then her words dissolved into a barrage of throaty syllables. 

Melissa kept pounding her with the cucumber.  I gave up tonguing and took her breast in my mouth.  Abby did the same and soon we were sucking her like greedy little kittens.  Suzie was breathing hard, her chest rising up to meet my cheek with every breath.  Then suddenly she screamed.  I thought she was coming.  I turned my head a little without releasing her breast and saw Melissa's head bobbing between her legs.  She was tonguing Suzie's soaking wet clit.

"Mmmm, you taste so good," Melissa said coming up for a breath of air.  "Anyone else want a lick?"

"I do."  As soon as I said it I was surprised at my own eagerness.  Breasts were one thing, but going down on another woman was something else all together.  I felt the tingle in my pussy and the warm rush of fluid in my panties.  There was no going back now.  Hell, I didn't want to go back.  I switched places with Melissa, positioning myself between Suzie’s legs.  She was all pink and swollen beneath a bush of blond curly hairs.  I drew my finger over her wetness then stuck the digit in my mouth.  I had never tasted a woman's cum before.  It wasn't great but it wasn't bad either.

I slipped my hands beneath Suzie's knees and lifted her legs up and back opening her wide.  Taking a deep breath, I decided it was best to dive in.  It was like swimming in a cold pool.  In you go, no hesitation.  I lowered my head and covered her pussy with my mouth.  I sent my tongue searching and it found the treasure.  I knew because Suzie gasped and bucked beneath me.  I tongued her again, finding the hard little nub that would drive her wild.  Again she bucked and I lost my place.  Without thinking, I plunged two fingers deep into her vagina.  Then I added a third and a fourth.  She was so wet, so open, it was easy for me to fit my entire hand inside of her. 

Suzie screamed and shuttered and I was afraid I had gone to far.  I was pulling out when she managed to make words.

"Don't.  Don't stop.  Oh please, don't stop."  So I didn't.  I began to fuck her with my hand, so hard my muscles began to hurt.  She was bucking so hard, I thought she might crack her head on the counter.  But beyond that, it was glorious.  I couldn't believe that we, three women had managed to elicit such wonderful squeals and marvelous moans.

We were all exhausted.  We fell on to the kitchen floor giggling with delight at our new found past time.  Suzie stayed where she was, precariously perched on the counter as she tried to get her breath back.

"I love the rain," Abby said suddenly.  "I hope it rains for the whole week.  Then we'll have no choice but to stay in doors."

I felt a huge smile cross my face.  The only question left was; who would get to go next.