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several seconds, the guard turned the light back to me and said, “I’m lesbian, too. If you let my girl and I watch, I won’t report you. What do you say?”
    Diane and I looked into each other’s eyes, then back at the guard before both saying in unison, “Okay.”
    “Hey, Tammy!” the woman called out into the darkness. “Come here.”
    A cute young blonde guard quickly trotted over and smiled when she saw what was going on. “Another one?” she asked.
    “Yes,” the first guard confirmed, and I realized my idea to have sex in the parking lot wasn’t as original as I thought it was. “Go on,” the first guard instructed. “Just pretend we’re not here. We’ll keep an eye out for you.” She moved her hand to Tammy’s ass and they both waited for the show.
    “Put it in, baby,” I told Diane while reaching up for her pendulous breasts with one hand and the dildo remote with the other. As soon as the head of the dong was inside her, I flipped the switch for good vibrations and watched her twitch and quiver in response.
    As I began slowly thrusting in and out of Diane, I looked over and saw the first guard’s free hand move to Tammy’s breast and squeeze it. Watching them get excited from watching us turned me on more than I could have imagined. I started pumping harder into Diane’s hot, enveloping sex chamber and turned the vibrations up until the clit tickler on my end was about to drive me crazy. I pinched her nipple between my fingers as I bucked harder and harder into her.
    “Oh! Oh, yes!” Diane cried out as I reached up to softly stroke her neck while passionately pumping her pussy. I had to focus hard to prevent myself from cumming before her, and it was all I could do to contain myself. As I felt her thighs beginning to flex and tighten around me, I moved my hand from her neck to her mouth. I inserted three fingers between her full, red lips and thrust the thick dong into her tight pussy with everything I had. “Oh!” Diane moaned again as her muscles tensed and her mouth opened wide. “Yes! Yes!”
    Seeing Diane in the initial throes of orgasm finally pulled my trigger. I plunged my vibrating rod as deep inside her as it would go and fingered her warm, wet tongue as her tits bounced in my face. We both rode out the most intense, mind-blowing simultaneous orgasms either of us had ever experienced.
    When Diane was fully drained and spent, she collapsed forward on top of me, her warm, smooth breasts pressed firmly against mine and her face nuzzled into my neck. I stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head as I silently nodded “goodbye” to the now departing security guards.
    The nearby stadium erupted in a rousing and enthusiastic roar as the home team scored a touchdown. They weren’t the only ones who scored that night, and I get the feeling my and Diane’s plays were far more memorable and exciting than any that took place on the field.         
    Our security guards not only kept our secret, they also stood watch over us on several future dark romantic nights in that same parking lot. We called them our Guardians of Love, and all four of us have been close, intimate friends ever since.
                               

 
     
     
     
     
     
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    Topless Pool Party
     
    Morgan and Lori
     
    A couple years ago I was invited to a topless pool party thrown by a famous celesbian in the Hollywood Hills. A friend who worked in the film industry invited me in an effort to pull me out of a major slump I had fallen into after breaking up with my girlfriend of six years. I was depressed, and even though I knew the hottest lesbians in L.A. would be there, I really didn’t want to go. My film industry friend, Simone, insisted that I go, however, and practically dragged me to the party.
    By the time we arrived, the festivities were in full swing and topless lesbians of all shapes, sizes, ethnicities and identities milled about the enormous backyard pool sipping