                                      Getting Down
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        We party with some friends every once in a while, and recently it's
   gotten a little bit wild.  Normally we go out to a bar where we can dance
   and have fun, and then back to our place or theirs for a while.  That's the
   norm, but we've discovered something that makes the evenings really fun.  
    
        My husband is a nice looking guy, six feet tall and well built all
   over. His green eyes are the kind that make you weak in the knees. I'm just
   under five foot four, about 110 pounds, and I have what I think is a nice
   figure without being too busty. Oh, I'm a blue eyed brunette too.  
    
        Our friends, Mike and Royko, are an interesting, and well matched
   couple. Mike's about five ten, 180, and has the all American look. He's got
   a nice build, blue eyes you can see across a room, and a smile that charms
   you immediately.  Royko is a tiny Japanese girl Mike married five years ago
   when he was in the service.  Royko is very pretty, with brown eyes (of
   course!) and very long, fine black hair that makes me jealous. "Petite" is
   an apt description for her. At 23, she has a nice slender figure, small
   breasts, and hips.  Royko has a smile like Mike's, very warming and charming
   and she is kind of quiet. Her english is good, although she does have a
   noticeable accent. 
    
        One night, about five months ago, I ended up driving everyone back to
   Mike and Royko's house, most of us pretty tired and tipsy. Since I don't
   drink much, I got to play chauffeur.  Mike and my husband got into this
   macho thing about drinking beer, and both of them were pretty wiped out.
   Royko had drank several, and was giggling a lot.  Sometimes, when she gets
   this way, she speaks in what Mike calls "Jinglish", a mixture of Japanese
   and English. It can be both cute and annoying at the same time.  The boys
   stumbled into the house and both of them conked out in the living room.
   Royko started making some coffee and trying to tell me how silly our guys
   were.  Then, she turned to me and stood very close. 
        "Mikki, you so sexy and pretty." Royko said in her sweet accented
   voice. I smiled and thanked her for the compliment, and she looked at me
   with her pretty almond shaped eyes. "You ever take girl to bed?" She asked,
   having to repeat it since she spoke it in Japanese the first time. I was a
   little bewildered.  
        "No." I said softly. "Have you?"
        "Many times." Royko said. "Girls softer, and gentle than men." She
   punctuated her statement with a small hiccup, and we both laughed. I moved
   around her and told her that maybe she should relax while I started making
   the coffee. Royko stood close by me instead, and asked me if I thought she
   was pretty. 
        "You're very pretty Royko." I said. Now I was starting to feel a
   strange warmth building inside me, sort of a close bond between us. I was
   very flattered that she liked me enough to feel attracted to me. But, I also
   knew that she was bisexual, and thinking of me as a lover too. That made me
   feel a little uneasy, since I'd never thought about it. I decided that she
   was just drunk enough to be uninhibited, but not sober enough to realize
   that I wasn't ready for her. 
        Royko smiled and told me she would be back in a moment, then
   disappeared into the bedroom.  With the coffee started, I went out to check
   on our sleeping fellas.  Mike was snoring loudly on the sofa, and my husband
   was face down on some pillows, "sawing logs" as he put it. I tried to rouse
   him, but he just groaned and mumbled something and rolled over.   
        Royko appeared behind me, dressed in a silk kimono that was goregeous.
   She was barefoot, and seemed even smaller than normal. I told her how
   beautiful her kimono was and she smiled. We went into the kitchen at my
   insistance and I poured some coffee for her, hoping that she'd drop the
   sexual advances.  I bent down to pick up a napkin, and my back popped a
   little, something left over from a car accident years ago.  Royko gasped and
   asked if I was alright.  I was, but my back was knotted a little from the
   dancing, and the muscles were tired. I told her so.   
        Royko took me by the hand and into the den, where she told me to lie
   face down on the carpet.  Quickly she began finding all my sore spots, and
   massaging them away. She asked me if I felt tense where her hands were, and
   when I said yes, she did something that made my back pop slightly and then
   there was a great relief of tension.  In fifteen minutes I was very relaxed
   and drowsy. It felt great. Royko took my calves in her hands and began
   massaging gently, working up to my thighs. I was so relaxed it didn't occur
   to me how quickly her hands were working up under my skirt. Not until I felt
   her hand brush against my pussy, through my panties, did I remember her
   earlier advances. But I didn't want her to stop either. It seemed to be a
   casual touch, so I ignored it, a little nervously at first. 
        Her hands worked on my arms too, and I felt limp, like I was floating
   on a soft cloud. She moved around and straddled my thighs, working on my
   lower back again. It felt so good, and I let her have her way for now. I was
   surprised when I felt her raise the back of my skirt, and her hands at my
   waist. I could feel her warm body on the back of my thighs too. She didn't
   make any overt moves, so I just relaxed again. Just as I felt like I would
   doze off, Royko squeezed both my cheeks and began kneading them.  I was
   about to say something, when I realized how good it felt.  Then her hands
   began working down and under my cheeks, until she drew her hand lightly, and
   very deliberately over my pussy. I was going to protest, but my body
   betrayed me by arching my hips up.  
        "Royko..." I began. Her hand caressed me again, this time I could feel
   a very sensual lingering touch which aroused me.  Her hands slid back to my
   waist and then down my sides. This was no masseuse's touch, but a very
   sensual caress. I could feel a sexual yearning in my body, one that I'd
   never felt with a woman before.  
        I decided to roll over, and started to move. Royko lifted off of me,
   and as I rolled over, I saw that she had dropped her kimono near my feet and
   now straddled me completely naked.  I gasped a little at her beauty, both
   from the shock of her nudity, and her boldness.  But her small figure was so
   beautiful.   
        Royko has small, firm little breasts that look more like a young girl's
   than a woman of 23.  Her figure is firm, very trim, with a taut, flat tummy
   and a small, thin triangle of black pubic hair between her legs.  She sat
   there, smiling down at me.  
        "You surprised?" She asked. I nodded, but I couldn't say anything. "You
   relax now." Royko said quietly. She began by massaging my sides, along my
   ribs.  Her hands were experienced at this, and knew just how to make me feel
   relaxed. I watched her through half-lidded eyes while she explored my body.
   Her long, black hair swayed as she moved, and I could see that she was just 
   beginning to perspire. The light gleamed off her light yellow-brown skin,
   and her hands slid over my breasts.  I could feel my nipples trying to poke
   their way out of my sheer bra, and her hands seemed to do everything to my
   breasts, except touch the nipples.  I found myself wanting her to touch them
   and excite me further.  
        Strangely, it was I who initiated things at this point.  Royko had me
   both aroused and relaxed, and I found myself wanting her touch to bring me
   to a rousing climax.  I reached up and pulled her head down to me, and very
   cautiously kissed her.  Royko must have felt my apprehension, and she kissed
   me gently. Then, as our passions built, our tongues began to find each other
   and explore.  I could feel Royko's body pressed against mine, her bare
   breasts warming mine.  It felt so, so good!! 
        Royko sat up after a few moments and began undressing me. That's when
   my nerves crashed.  I was afraid, and mostly of my own yearnings. I began to
   protest, but she kissed me again with her soft, warm lips.  Her hands con-
   tinued to undress me while we kissed, and when her hands found my bare
   breasts, I let go completely.  She flicked her thumbs over my hard nipples
   and I felt completely sensual and erotic.  She unfastened my skirt, and then
   pulled it down off of me. I was feeling arousal like I had in high-school
   the first time a new boyfriend undressed me.  In no time, I was as naked as
   she, enjoying the warmth of her skin against mine.  
        Royko said nothing, but slid down my body, kissing and mouthing me all
   over. Her lips on my nipples did extrodinary things to arouse me, and her
   hands were ever busy teasing me.  Then I felt it. Her tongue on my pussy. I
   gasped and arched up. Royko slid between my legs and began licking me so
   perfectly in tune to what I liked that I thought I was going to come right
   away. But Royko prolonged it by kissing and licking down the insides of my
   thighs, teasing me into total arousal.
        Royko finally concentrated on my pussy, and my clit. Her tongue licked
   like a furious bumblebee, and I felt myself curling up into a ball just
   before my release. And what a climax! Royko kept licking as I came, making
   me sensitive. I shuddered and seemed to curl around her mouth. I could feel
   my own wetness on my ass, spread by her chin. Again I shook and then heaved
   upwards, moaning out loud!  Royko slowed and then stopped, caressing me as I
   lay there breathing hard. When I finally looked down, she was resting her
   pretty head on my mons, and smiling.  
        I'd never tried to make love with a woman, and now Royko let me begin
   on her. I marveled at the softness of her skin. The satiny smoothness of her
   whole body.  I sucked her nipples. I remembered what I liked, so I squeezed
   her breast and flicked my tongue over them.  Royko seemed to enjoy it a lot,
   and my hand found her already wet pussy.  My fingers traced lightly over her
   lips, and then her clit, making her jump just a little.  I looked at my
   glistening fingers, then licked a little off.  It tasted strange, but also
   very erotic. I repeated the gesture several times before I bent down and
   took my first taste.  
        I licked her clit, and then down her pussy, tasting her warm wetness. I
   found I did like it, and perhaps even more than sucking my husband's prick!
   She spread her legs very wide, and I began concentrating on her clit, as she
   had done to me.  I looked up and saw that she was pulling her nipples hard,
   and rolling them between her fingers.  I remember wondering if this was
   common to women of all cultures.  Royko's hips were rocking easily under me,
   and I kept time with her motions.  It wasn't too long before she started to
   pant in Japanese.  Then, suddenly, her legs clamped down over my ears, and I
   panicked a little. Then I felt her pussy spasming against my chin, and I
   knew she was coming hard.  I licked her pussy some more, flicking over her
   clit, and each flick made Royko come anew, her hips jumping up and rocking.
   When it was all over, my face was slick with her cream, and I felt a sort of
   warm contentment.  I held her in my arms and she put her head against my
   breasts, moaning softly with her arms around me too.  This felt so good, so
   natural, I wondered why I'd never tried it before. 
    
        Our fellas sure missed out that night, but we made up for it the
   following weekend, when Royko and I started undressing them the minute we
   got in the door.  When my husband and Mike decided to go along, we began
   each couple watching the other making love.  Royko was on her back, and I
   was on my hands and knees, so we kissed. Well, things went well from there.
   It was that same weekend that Royko first ate me after Mike came inside my
   pussy. It was heaven! I came and came until I couldn't move anymore.  
    
        Now, we go out to dance, but we also look for other women who'd like to
   be a part of our fun.  That's how we found Christy, a blonde who looks like
   Royko's oppostite twin.  But, that's another long story! 
    
                                                               Mikki W.
    
