The Peeping Adventure Part 2 As the night slowly dissolves into another day, Crystal has gotten her final wind, and wants to pleasure Janice in the most fascinating way. “I want first dibs on this last go--“ she whispers, poking Janice’s breasts as she does. “Oh, sure, leave me a hard act to follow--“ (kisses Crystal on the lips) “Sure. I’m all yours, then your all mine one last time--“ ‘Somebody better have a cherry picker ready to arrest this guy, he’s not going to have the strength to climb back down after all this!‘ Janice thinks with a wicked grin. As her attention returns, she looks over at Crystal with an odd expression. She has rummaged through Janice's love box and picked out some Chinese joy beads. “--a ball bearing necklace? This is hardly the time for dress-up--” (Crystal rolls Janice over) “--hey!” Inserting them one at a time into Janice's asshole, she begins caressing, sucking and licking Janice's stiff-as-a-board clitoris madly. “Did you-- gasp-- just say that?!?” Janice remarks, panting as she does, “It’s not THAT-- pant pant-- stiff and you-- gasp pant-- oh never mind-- aigh pant pant-- eeeeii--” (grits teeth as she shuts her eyes and grips the bed tightly, the sensations blanking her mind of everything but the overload of pleasure and slight pain hitting her at the same time). Janice is drenched in her and Crystal's nectar, barely able to move after such a long session of lovemaking. But her moans tell Crystal to continue. “Ack!“ Janice suddenly yelps as she’s rolled over again, now onto her back as Crystal moves into a sixty-nine position, with Crystal on top. ‘Guess it’s my turn now… one final go because… I’m going to faint after this!’ Janice pulls Crystal down greedily, after retrieving something she hid under her pillow for this last time. As she greedily begins to lick and suckle at Crystal’s sweet spot, she slowly inserts a wicked little jackhammer type dildo into Crystal’s rear, holding it tight with both hands as she turns it on. Just as Crystal has inserted the last green joy ball into Janice's throbbing ass, she nearly collapses into Janice, the new toy hitting her hard as it sends a tidal wave of pleasures and pains through her at once, whipping away all senses for a second in her sheer bliss. The device, pumping furiously into her rear, causes her to groan as she grips Janice’s butt, shuddering in it’s grip. But she quickly regains her senses, as she returns to lapping Janice’s center of pleasure as she begins to slowly pull the m out, as Janice's pleasure escalates towards a very large orgasms. The closer she gets to her orgasm, the closer Crystal comes as Janice shoves her hands down, forcing the device to pump harder and deeper, bringing shrill shrieks from Crystal’s mouth each time she licks Janice’s center. But as Janice increases her momentum, Crystal returns the favor by yanking more joy balls out of Janice, each one bringing a fresh muffled yelp from Janice’s lips. Crystal’s eyes tear, her limbs shake as she is barely able to grip the string attaching each ball, her own pleasure riding her to her own orgasm making her weaker and weaker in it’s grip. At long last both women reach their peak, Janice shoving the device hard as her mouth is drenched with juices, at the same time Crystal yanks the last of the beads out as is similarly rewarded for her efforts with a faceful of juices, coordinating her motions with her lover's cries of ecstasy! As both women collapse, tossing their toys aside, they feel the last of their energy disappear. With a final bit of strength, Janice pulls Crystal up to her as they both sink into the bedding, eyes fluttering close as their bodies, drenched and soaked, cuddle close and both women slowly fall into a deep sleep. From Crystal’s lips the slight words “I love you” form, but she’s to weak to even say it. Janice simply smiles and mouths the words “I know.” and kisses her with her last bit of strength, silently saying her own love without words. Finally, the two fall asleep. ------------------------------------------------------------ The police pull down the perp and Yvette from the telephone pole after they had their moment. Yvette, too tired and drained to even think, is too wasted to even try to claim the perp’s capture as her own. She’s put into the squad car, taken to the station, cleaned up and sent home to Mike. But it’s just as well, she muses, as she showers at the station feeling her energy return. All that watching Janice & Crystal making out made her super aroused, and it’s just as well she’s in the mood because Mike’ll probably be in the mood too. When she gets home Mike’s in a bad mood, immediately asking her where she was. To that she simply walks up and with one hit knocks Mike aside. “Looks like all that martial arts training paid off.” she sighs, grabbing Mike’s arms and dragging him to bed. Throwing the pissed off Mike in and yanking down his pants, turning his anger to shock. “Shut up. I’m too worked up to argue.” Seconds later Mike stops being angry… ------------------------------------------------------------ “Yvette?” Janice, half dazed, asks as she’s handed the tape. “Up the pole with the perp boning’ him.” the officer remarks. “For the life of me I thought she was going to have a fit about you getting the collar but she was too out of it to care much about it. Guess you two did quite an act, huh?” “Whose acting?” Janice smiles, thinking back to how sore and wasted Crystal was when she woke up, and how she begged Janice to limit THAT kind of extreme sex to once a week. ‘So I finally did something Mike couldn’t.’ Janice smugly thinks to herself, ‘Shows her women are better lovers than men any day!’ To the officer’s surprise, Janice begins chuckling to herself until she finally remembers he’s there and stops. “Uh-- sorry. What about this tape?” “Not needed. There’s more than enough vids in the guy’s possession to send him up the river. You were right, he was a member of that club you mentioned to Johnson. The president and several members can attest to the perp’s “hobbies” and testify against him in trial. Anyway, that’s not as bad as--” “--as what?” Suddenly the officer becomes very nervous and very silent. “Maybe Johnson better tell you about that himself. He’s over at the hospital…” ------------------------------------------------------------ "So, uhhh--- Doctor Brown, right?“ “Uh-huh.“ “Right. Now you're telling me that Kim was raped, and yet NOT raped…" Janice asks, trying to look as calm as possible. “Now I might not be the brightest bulb on the streets these days, but that seems a little iffy if you ask me. How can she be raped, yet not raped, at the same time?” Johnson (looks like he’s going to explode any section from the tension) is next to Janice as the two quiz the physician on duty at Hadley Memorial Hospital. It is getting late, and everyone is slowly becoming restless (though for the record Johnson was nervous long before Janice got there). "There’s a good reason for that. You see, she was raped, but there doesn't seem to be any type of trauma caused by brutality." Doctor Brown asserts, adjusting the rims on his thick eyeglasses. He is a burly black man. About 250lbs. Has a short thick afro. A thick mustache adorns his face, and his voice is deep and commanding. The typical white lab jacket with one of those scope things Janice couldn’t pronounce properly even if she tried (for listening to people’s tickers) around his neck make up his overall attire (not counting the pocket protector). He looks like he has had a long, hard day. "Uh-- whoa?“ Johnson looks over at Janice who shrugs “Your ball, Kemosabe.“ Johnson nods and continues, “Are you trying to tell us that perhaps this was done under some type of coercion or blackmail, Doctor? Who‘d do that to her?" Johnson inquires, puzzled. “It’s a possibility, perhaps, but I can’t say so for certain. I simply do not know. We'd have to do more tests to make sure." Doctor Brown states. "Great. Hope your planning on playing “Truth or Dare” with her to get the truth, because otherwise we’d like to see her if your done for now poking her privates with your cold metal tools." Janice remarks with a bit of strain in her voice. "Not tonight. Visiting hours ended two hours ago. Tomorrow might prove to be much better. Besides, she needs her rest." Doctor Brown manages, casually shuffling the two officers towards the exit. “But I’m NOT an officer!” Janice gripes, looking back at the doctor. “I just like their money! Really! I’m freelance!” (shushed out the door with Johnson who walks off in one direction and mopes near a door. Janice turns around, walks back in (runs right into the doctor) and hands off a card. “Doc, if anything changes, you can reach either of us at these numbers. His is on top, mine is on bottom. Got it?" Janice states, handing the doctor her business card (with Johnson‘s number on top). As he and Janice head for the exit, Janice quickly spots someone and grabs her (a nurse) “Give me a moment, I’ll meet you outside.“ As Johnson walks back to the car Janice walks the nurse to one side. “What is it Jan? I’m busy.“ “Remember that laptop you hid for me here? The one with the internet connection and camera? Bring it up to a room upstairs and hook it up for the woman in there to use it. I want her husband to have some quality time with her out of doctor’s knowledge.“ “I can’t do that! It’s against policy, and she might be asleep. Sometimes they pump enough drugs into the patients here to put half of Congress into sleepy-ville.“ “Then hook it so he can see she’s sleeping quietly and keep an eye on her if she wakes up. She needs to hear a comforting voice and I want it to be his, not some stranger she doesn’t know.“ “I can’t! And which floor is she on?“ “Third, your floor so nobody but you would have access.“ “UNTIL THE MORNING! I…“ (sighs) “I can hook it up until 7AM, then I have to go in and take it out because morning shift visits her 15 minutes later and I can’t stop them. That’s it. He’ll have to take what he gets and like it.“ “Thanks---“ (Janice kisses her on the cheek) “You’re the greatest!“ “Yeah, yeah---“ (sighs) “---and remember--“ “Yeah. I remember. If any other copies of “Hot Cock Nurses” comes up for sale I’ll have my connections buy them out. What the hell were you thinking anyway?“ “I was short a month and needed the money! I didn’t know they’d drug me and make me do weird shit with hermaphrodites while I was out of it! Just keep buying those tapes because if one gets out I’m screwed and ruined at the same time!“ “Weren’t you already screwed--“ (sighs) “--forget it.“ ------------------------------------------------------------ While on the road they continue to discuss the matter. “I wish they let me talk to her before we left---” (sighs) “---I remember the first time we made love. It was six months into the marriage. We were affectionate to each other before then, but our love finally grew to the point where we were finally comfortable with the thought of being intimate---” “I’m not a blessed virgin, Johnny, I know what it’s like to have sex--” (sighs as she knew he wasn’t going to stop until they got to his place and she put him online, which meant 15 minutes of his first sex experience with Kim to listen to). ‘Might as well humor him.’ she sighs. “Well go ahead though. Spare me no details.” “OK.” Janice almost feels like blowing her brains out for suggesting that. "At first, she was nervous and giddy at the same time." Johnson continues. Janice is listening, but only halfheartedly. ‘How the hell do people listen to shit like this for a living anyway?!? Just keep smiling, keep smiling--- don’t look bored--’ "I set the mood right. Candlelight dinner. Nice, mellow jazz music, the works.“ ‘That’d never work with me.‘ Janice thought quickly, ‘I’d never get Crystal in the mood blaring Anime BGM (background music) throughout the apartment… might work the next time she’s half drunk though---” “I laid her gently onto my waterbed. She asked me to be gentle with her, and I assured her that I would be nothing less than gentle. As I kissed her soft, wet lips, I caressed her long, flowing hair, teased the small protruding nipples perking up through her unbuttoned blouse, and made sure that she was at ease throughout." ‘Goddess, I’m going to start getting turned on if he doesn’t ease off abit-- and how sadistic is that for me to get turned on by a straight pairing story!!’ He goes on, Janice becomes more interested as the story continues. "We were in an embrace that was tighter than any I'd ever had before. She slowly worked her way down to my 'ahem' Johnson---” At this Janice frowns. “Johnny! Do I look 12 years old to you? Just because I’m a true to heart lesbian doesn’t mean I didn’t take Health class at least once. I know what---” “Janice!” Johnson spits out, blushing, “Please. I’d rather just, you know, not be so straightforward or vulgar.” “Sure. Whatever floats little Johnny is fine with me. Just don’t do it on my account, ‘kay? I’m a big girl, with big breasts, and a big butt---” Johnson shakes his head as he looks, “It‘s not that big.” (Janice briefly looks down) “---it’ll get there if I don’t work out more. I need to actually use and abuse that machine thing I brought for the living room and not just use it to hang clothes on it to dry.” Johnson returns to his story. “---where was I again---?” “She was paying attention to “Little Johnny”. So, did he come out and “play”?“ “---“ (sighs) “--- she started stroking it slowly, licking it as it swayed side-to-side for her.” (Janice smirks) “Little “Johnny’s” multi-talented.” “Ahem. As she engulfed it into her hungry mouth, I was in pure amazement at her natural abilities. Then she slowly came up towards my mouth to kiss me. I carefully rolled her over onto her back, and proceeded to plant long, sultry kisses upon her supple form, eventually arriving to her love box.” “Not to interrupt again, but that’s so old school. Call it her sweet spot, or her center, or her pussy, or her clit, or something OTHER than “love box”. Damn, makes me feel like your giving me a sex ed class here!” “Sorry. A light flickering of the tongue as I held her protruding clitoris (happy?) with these two fingers, brought her so much pleasure. She could hardly control herself. She became more aggressive then, pushing me onto my back, and straddling my member, tremendously wet, and moist already. As she rode me with an up and down motion, she raked her long nails lightly onto my hairy chest, bringing me so much pleasure. I tell ya, it was quite an experience." He lets out a chuckle. Minutes of silence filled the car until they reached his place. Janice simply threw him out, gave him the information to link to the laptop in his wife’s room, and left. She was shaking as she drove. “Next time I get the idea to be a good friend and listen to anything he wants to talk about--- somebody shoot me.” ------------------------------------------------------------ Kim got out of the hospital the next day. Two days later Janice & Crystal were invited over for dinner. As the sun sets and it becomes dusk, there is a stillness, a quiet calm in the metropolitan area. Janice and Crystal have been invited to dinner by Johnson and his wife Kim, and are driving to his home near Bowie, Maryland in Janice's recently bought (used) Toyota Corolla (since the person she usually borrowed it from finally got a new car). Crystal is noticeably nervous about meeting the couple, fidgeting and biting her nails. Janice tries to calm her down by talking to her in a soothing voice. “It’s dinner, not the Spanish Inquisition. Please stop trimming your nails in the time honored beaver tradition.” “Are you sure about this Jan?" Crystal asks. "Since when am I ever not sure? Of course I'm sure, Crissy, you worry too much. You're gonna be fine, I‘m going to be fine, Johnny & Kim are going to be fine. The beast that once was alive and now is dinner probably won‘t be fine, but the rest of us will be fine. This evening will go much smoother than you think (and no peeping toms climbing up telephone poles will be involved either)! Trust me, Crissy, this‘ll go off smoothly." Janice allows, placing a caring hand upon Crystal's free hand. Her nails being nibbled on the other. "And if I had two hands to spare I’d stop that nibble, nibble, nibble. At least pop my top off and---“ (frowns) “---second thought, no, I like my nipples non-mutilated thank you ever so.“ (sighs) “Crissy, will you stop biting your nails! I hate it when you get like this. I‘m driving and your making ME nervous--- or hungry--- or both." "I can't help it. You know that Mike never took me anywhere.” “Is the fact that Mike was a certified prick any reason to gnaw your hands off slowly and methodically? (And drive me crazy doing it?)” “Janice! I'm not used to having dinner at someone's nice home out in the suburbs. We only ate at those geezers' homes that Mike works with. And their places were not exactly the Ritz, if you know what I mean." Crystal answers. "I wish I actually know exactly what you mean. Sounds like the places my informants live and they never invited me home. Course I lived out of a dump during my college years but that’s different.” “Why?” “Because I still live there, and so do you.” Janice sighs, “Now don't you worry about a thing! Johnny is a great host, and you'll do fine. Just remember that I'm here. So if you get nervous or anything I‘ll be there for you." Janice caresses Crystal's chin with a free hand, as Crystal gazes into her eyes momentarily. They both smile. "And if you get really nervous I’ll sweep you into the bathroom and bone you until your knocked out from the exercise and bring you back quiet as a kitten.“ “Janice!“ Crystal moans, blushing from ear to ear. “Well, we’re here. This looks like it up there." “Don’t you know?” “He usually drives me to his place, and I’m usually bored out of my mind and prone to distraction when he finally gets me here--- oh, yeah, there he is.” They pull into the driveway of the quaint cottage-like home that belongs to Johnson and his lovely wife Kim. The porch light is on, and two cars are in the large driveway already with Johnson waving them down. In the background dogs in the neighborhood bark as they hear the Corolla pull up. “Oh, word of warning. Kim’s very inquisitive and curious about girl-girl relationships (and she’s a little naïve about it since she’s apparently straight through and through) so she might get a little, well--- spirited in her questions, and kind of non-PC in her remarks but that‘s OK because she means well. Answer her the best you can and I’ll pick up the slack whenever possible.” Crystal only nods her head slightly as she blinks, confused by the announcement. After putting the vehicle in park and examining their makeup and outfits (Crystal examining both her own and Janice‘s since Janice didn‘t know how to put makeup on), the two women exit the car and head up to the doorway. Crystal is wearing a black V-neck, silk dress that hugs her body like a glove. She has a thin silver necklace around her neck. Nice black pearl earrings adorn her ears. Her hair is done in an upsweep style resembling a 'palm tree' effect. She has on her flat heels, with an ankle bracelet Janice got her for her birthday. She is looking quite elegant and classy tonight. Janice however is wearing a silk shirt and long skirt ensemble, going for comfort over style. But still, in comparison to her usual tomboy wares she was dressing to the nines tonight. An improvement over her old wears. Johnson (wearing a comfortable black evening formal wear) takes them inside where Kim (decked out in a beautiful flowing dress and make-up that made her look like a beautiful china doll) greeted them. “Good evening,” she started in a sweet voice, her English perfect in every way. “It’s nice to have you over to our house.” (smiles as she reaches out to take Crystal’s hand) “Janice told me a little about you.” (pats Crystal’s hand) “You must be the new dyke in her life.” Crystal - “----” (confused) ‘Oh, yeah, this is starting out peachy---’ Janice sighed inwardly to herself. ------------------------------------------------------------ "So, do you despise all men, or do you swing both ways?" Kim asks with a straight face as the evening rolls along with drinks before dinner. “---well---“ Crystal is shocked that she is being grilled so nonchalantly by this unusual Asian goddess. Kim is an adorable little woman with golden skin, short, jet black hair and a smile that would mesmerize the Pope. Her perfect pearly white teeth sparkle every time she smiles, and Crystal is completely hypnotized by her hostess, despite her line of questioning. Dinner was going to be calm mostly because there was a lot of eating going on, and not enough time to voice questions of an embarrassing nature over the fine spread Kim and Johnson planned to lay out before them. Even Kim would be too busy eating to think up of questions. However, whatever questions she did think of she was asking right now. "Well, Kim, you see I was married once. To a man I mean, I had a straight marriage and all---” (Crystal blushes and begins to sweat, her voice trying to stay strong) “Well, as some marriages goes it sorta--- well it didn't work out and---“ “He was a complete jerk." Janice jumps in, “He was Lord King of the Jerks. ANYWAY, my little care bear here finally wised up, and came over to the right team. Right dear?" Janice chimes, smiling far too widely for own good as she beams her happiness over at anyone staring at her at that moment. While Crystal was shaken by all this, Janice was eating up Kim’s enthusiasm and returning it serve for serve like a hectic tennis match. She was in her element while Crystal was shaking visibly from the attention. Janice even managed to throw in some chuckling as she settles in for Kim to return the ‘serve‘ given to her. "So, Janny! You swept her off her feet huh Janny?” Janice suddenly grows serious for a second and sighs, “I wish it was that simple. At one point I thought we’d never get our “Happily Ever After”---” (goes uber-happy again) “BUT WHAT DO I KNOW!” (smacks Kim in the arm smiling) “She sweeps me off my feet sometimes! Like last week when she was sweeping and almost--” “That was an accident.” Crystal sighed. Last week while sweeping she almost knocked Janice over when she tangled the broom into Janice’s legs when she tried to sneak up on Crystal. No one was hurt and after the two women fell into each other their bodies did the rest and they retired for the rest of the day to the bedroom for sex. “You must be the 'male' in the relationship?" Kim quips. "'Male in the relationship--- phht---” (now Janice suddenly finds herself kicked out of her “happy place”, and kicked out hard at that) “Color me odd, but isn’t the whole point of me sweeping Crissy off her feet was so we both get men out of her bed? I don't understand your meaning. I don‘t want to be the man!" Janice sighs irritably. "I hear that most lesbian couples have a 'male' dominant figure and a 'female' submissive figure. You seem more dominant than your girlfriend Crystal. I'm just curious that's all." Kim giggles. “You’ve been watching those Animes I got you for Christmas too intently I see.” Janice groans. “Do I look like Sailor Uranus to you? Do I look like a male dominant character figure made for a male audience to gobble up whole? Does Crystal play the violin? (Do you, Crissy?)” “No.” “Kim? As cute as it is in Anime, it’s not reality all the time. I’m sure out there there’s people who are just like Haruka (Uranus) & Michiru (Neptune), but it just isn’t me, alright? I’m me, and I don’t see myself as a male anything even in a lesbian way---” (suddenly she shifts her glare at Johnson) “And stay out of this I can defend myself--” “I didn’t say a thing.” Johnson interrupts. Walking back into the dining area after checking on the food in the kitchen. It's obvious that he was actually enjoying Janice’s throw down out of her smugness a few minutes ago, and he was mildly interested in how Janice would defend herself from Kim’s attention. Pity he couldn’t hide it well enough to avoid a sneer from Janice as he left the room. "Well SOMEBODY likes the smack down we’re giving.” Janice sneers, quickly changing her mood back to jovial. “I get these types of questions all the time. It’s water off my back and all that. Sure they can be rather crude and sometimes sick (not yours’ dear, other people’s) At least Kim here has more class than those other jerks. So it's kool. At least she didn‘t talk about banging perfect strangers, or rape, or family incest." Janice smiles. She gazes at Kim with a half smile, suddenly getting the reaction she wanted but for the wrong thing. Kim’s face dropped, but NOT at the then place she wanted. She reacted to the incest. ‘So that’s it? Someone in her own family boned her?‘ Janice quickly puts her hand upon Crystal's and motions for her to take Kim to the car and bring in the gifts they brought. While the two were outside, Janice quickly went over to Johnson. “Quick! Anyone in your family ever show the desire to fuck Kim?” “No. Most of them think she’s too small, they like their girls tall.” “Then it’s one of her family. Damn!” (Johnson looks at Janice oddly) “I think she might have been raped by family. She seemed to suddenly lose her cool when I mentioned incest and--- well, maybe it’s her upbringing but that’s something to work on.” Dinner was perfect, and as it wraps up everything is falling into place. Everyone is sitting at the dinner table waiting for the last course of the meal to be done. As the small talk increases, Crystal wonders what's going to happen when they all start drinking. Things could become rather interesting, especially if Kim is really flirting rather than questioning. It's only a matter of time. “I have to go change my tampons.” Janice suddenly announces, grabbing Crystal as she does, “And your helping.” “B-but now?” “I don’t want to have an accident.” ------------------------------------------------------------ “Incest rape?” “I think she was forced into sex by a family member, someone with something over her I think.” Janice lays out as the two sit in the bathroom. Janice on the toilet (seat down) and Crystal on the side of the tub. “There’s got to be more to it but I need to draw it out. We’ll let Kim start off again, then we’ll slowly derail the topic into incest and work her until we can get her to tell us what happened.” “You sure about this?” “If we don’t do this then he’ll probably get away from us once he figures out Kim’s being watched 24/7 by cops (a favor Johnson pulled from some of his friends). Can’t let him get away with this. I want him, badly, and if she doesn’t turn him over before he gets smart and runs we’ll lose this chance.” (moves over to where Crystal is sitting and holds her) “I know it’s tough, but this is for Kim. You saw her, how beautiful and full of life she is. We can’t let bastards like that hurt her, rip down her world and try to destroy it for their own selfish reasons. We have to take them down for this.” “---I know---” (kisses Janice softly) “I’ll do my best to help Kim.” “Great! Now did you ever bone your brother or cousin or anything? That’d be a great way to break the ice with a naughty story and-- where are you going? Crystal?” (door closes behind her) “---alright, how about sister? Second cousin? Alright, auntie!” Crystal opens the door and motions for Janice. “No sex stories.” “Fine.” (huffs breath) “Let’s do it the awkward way then (and your no fun!).”
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