Disclaimers: A friend once whined, "How come you don't have more sex in your writing? Come on, write me some sex." This PWP is in answer to that challenge, and contains some rather explicit naughtiness between two consenting adult women.

A friendly warning to anyone who has read any of my other stories (all whopping three of them) and is expecting something similar - this one is a tad different J

Let me know what you think - dabkey@hotmail.com

Coin Toss

by dabkey

What in the hell was happening here?

For the third time in ten minutes, Siena's hand brushed my thigh, this time wandering over to the inside of my leg and trailing upwards along the seam of my jeans. I blinked rapidly and moved my leg slightly away from her as Karen came back from the bathroom and sat in a chair across from the two of us.

They were lovers, or so I'd assumed when I met them in the hotel bar downstairs. I'd gone in for a drink or two after my conference meetings had finished up for the day; "Statistical analysis in modeling software" was actually an interesting topic to me, but it's hard to find an exciting way to present that kind of information and I was bored silly from a day of droning geeks and too-hot conference rooms.

I'd actually been half-heartedly trying to pick Siena up - flirting with her as she stood next to me and waited for the bartender to get her drink - when Karen came up, wrapped long arms around her and dropped a light kiss on her lips before looking at me speculatively. Siena's drink had arrived a few seconds later; I'd wished them both a pleasant evening and gone back to pondering the ratio of peanuts to pretzels in the bowl of bar mix in front of me, not giving either woman another thought until I felt a light touch against my sleeve and looked over to see Karen standing beside me.

"We thought you looked lonely," she gave me a toothy smile, and waved over towards a table where Siena sat. "Would you like to join us?"

I looked at her; about my height with shoulder length, wavy blond hair, blue eyes and a tan that screamed California. I looked over at the table to her companion; shorter - around 5'4'' maybe - with caramel skin, straight, dark hair cut just below her ears, and deep brown eyes…

"Sure," I responded, intrigued despite the warning bells going off in my head.

We had chatted for a while about various things -our different conferences, the weather, life in general - when a boisterous group of already inebriated conference attendees entered the bar, pulling tables together and attempting to out-shout each other. Karen tried to keep up conversation despite the noise, but I could only make out every third word she said and finally threw up my hands with an apologetic smile.

She leaned over and nearly yelled in my ear, "Let's go somewhere else."

And that, in a nutshell, is why, an hour later, I was sitting on the bed in Karen's room, with Siena's hand between my legs, wondering what in the hell was going on.

They were both attractive women, certainly; Karen had an icy primness that I'd love to try and melt, and Siena…Siena was all heat and passion and flashing dark eyes that could swallow me if I let them.

Separately, I'd have happily pursued either of them to see where the evening might lead. Casual sex wasn't a frequent thing for me, but I'd be lying if I said I'd never done it before. The two were apparently together, though, and honestly, the thought of a threesome had never really done anything for me.

I jumped a little as Siena scooted closer to me, leaning in close to my ear and whispering, "You are so hot…god, I could eat you up."

The way Karen watched the exchange with bright, excited eyes finally made my decision.

I stood abruptly and held my hand out to a startled Karen. "It was great meeting you…I'd better be getting back to my room now."

"Uh…" she took my hand hesitantly, looking over at Siena uncertainly.

Siena jumped off the bed. "I'll walk you back to your room."

"No, that's okay, you don't have to do that…"

She laid a hand on my arm. "Please. I'd like to."

I looked over at Karen, who made no objection, and then back at Siena.


I shrugged. "Sure." I was a sucker for brown eyes.

My room was another seven floors up; we shared the elevator with two men I recognized from my conference. I nodded politely to them, glad of the excuse to keep my distance from Siena. We made the trip in silence, and when we got off at my floor, stayed silent as we walked down the hall and stopped in front of my door.

I could feel her behind me as I slid the key card through the reader, but didn't realize how close she was until I felt warm breath on my ear.

"Are you going to invite me in?"

Her voice was low, barely above a whisper, and sent needles of sensation to my nipples and clit.

"Um…" I cleared my throat, fighting the urge throw the door open and drag her inside. "I don't think that's a good idea. What about Karen…" My voice trailed off as I felt a finger trail along my spine, down over my ass and between my legs, pressing into me and stroking lightly. I bit back a groan and reflexively put my palm flat against the door to steady myself, spreading my legs a little wider. She stroked again, more firmly this time.

"Invite me in." She pressed her body against me from behind and kissed me lightly behind the ear, snaking her hand around my waist to pull our bodies closer together. The feel of her, the smell of her…it was getting to be too much. I knew if I didn't put a stop to it now, it wouldn't stop.


Her hand moved from my waist to gently cup my breast and then she pinched my nipple sharply.

I closed my eyes and drew in a quick breath. "Jesus."

"Invite me in, Jeri."

My body was on fire, and I was past the point of wanting to stop. I didn't care about Karen; I just wanted to see this woman naked and begging, and I would.

I abruptly opened the door and stepped through, Siena stumbling after me, surprised at my unexpected move. I caught her by the waist as she lurched by me and drew her close, bringing my mouth to hers in a hard, almost violent kiss. I pushed her against the door as it shut, continuing my assault on her lips and neck. Her hands grabbed desperately at my back as she murmured soft sounds of encouragement in my ear. One leg came up to hook around the back of my thigh and she rocked her hips against mine.

I pulled away suddenly and took a few steps back. "Take off your clothes," I said coolly, crossing my arms.

She gaped at me in surprise.

"Take off your clothes." I took a step closer. "Now."


I took another step forward and grabbed her chin, not forcefully enough to be painful, but hard enough to let her know I was serious. Her eyes showed uncertainty for a moment, and then a flicker of excitement.

I loosened my grip and stroked the chin in my grip lightly with one finger. "Do you want me to fuck you, Siena?" I heard her breathing hitch and smiled slightly. I leaned in to lick her lower lip and bite it gently before pulling back a few inches. "Do you want that? Do you want me to fuck you?"

She hesitated and then nodded slightly. "Yes," she whispered, her eyes on my mouth.

"Good." I said. "I want that too. I want to fuck you, to taste you, to be inside you…" Her eyes fluttered closed at the words. I tightened my grip on her chin again and her eyes fluttered open. "But first I want you naked." I let go of her chin and stepped back, crossing my arms again. "Now. Take. Off. Your. Clothes."

She held my gaze for a moment longer, and then slowly, teasingly, unbuttoned the top button of her shirt; a small, knowing smile on her face.

I frowned. I wasn't in the mood for teasing.

"Siena." Her hands stilled at my tone. "Get them off."

Her eyes widened a little in surprise. We stared at each other for long moments before she gave a slight nod and began to strip quickly. Swift movements revealed smooth skin, firm, high breasts and muscular thighs with a confidence and efficiency that was far more arousing than any striptease.

When she was finished, she stood before me quietly as I perused her body, licking my lips unconsciously in anticipation.

"Beautiful," I breathed as I stepped forward to run one finger lightly along her collarbone, down the middle of her abdomen between her breasts, and through dark curls in into wet, slick heat.

God, she was so wet. I felt my own sex throb in response.

She made a tiny noise, almost a whimper, and closed her eyes, leaning back against the door heavily. I stroked lightly, and then trailed my finger back up her body, coating one hard nipple, and then the other, with her wetness. She smelled amazing; musky and primal, and when I bent my head to take one glistening nipple into my mouth, she tasted even better.

"Delicious," I murmured into her breast, dropping my hands to her waist and holding her tightly against the door as she began to slid down it, her tiny whimper turning into a low moan. I carefully laved her sweetness from the erect bud before moving to the other breast. Her hands clenched in my hair, pulling me closer and sending pinpricks of pain skittering along every aroused nerve in my body.

I closed my teeth over one nipple and bit gently; her body jerked in response, her hands clenching even tighter.

"Oh god…"

I repeated the treatment on the other breast, the bite less gentle.

" Yessssss…Jesus, Jeri…Please…"

Giving each swollen nipple one last kiss, I untangled her hands from my hair and moved them above her head, holding them there with one hand against the door while I leisurely kissed and licked my way up her neck and claimed her lips in a slow, deep kiss. She allowed the kiss for several moments, and then let out a small, impatient sound and tried to bring her hands back down.

Holding her hands easily in place against the door, I broke the kiss and pulled my head back a few inches, just out of her reach.

"Uh-uh." I moved her hands up a little further and to one side until they touched the coat hook mounted on the door. "Grab it, and don't let go."

After a moment of hesitation, she drew a shaky breath and did what I asked, grasping the hook tightly and then surprising my by leaning forward quickly and kissing me hard, sucking my lower lip into her mouth and biting almost hard enough to draw blood before pulling back.

"Fuck me," she whispered huskily.

Her words made me weak and I stepped back to regain some control, running my tongue lightly across the inside of my lower lip where she had bitten. "Patience, patience…"

I let my eyes wander her body, enjoying how her white knuckle grip on the coat hook highlighted the muscles of her arms and pushed her breasts up and out towards me, like an offering. I reached forward to cup them and squeezed gently, chuckling softly at the frustrated grunt my action caused.


"Shhh…." I stepped forward and kissed her again; she closed her eyes and I pulled back, waiting until her eyes opened and focused on me, heated, pleading and questioning. "Don't let go."

With no more warning I dropped to my knees, grasped her hips and pulled her towards me, burying my tongue into the slick folds of her sex.

"Fuck!" she hissed, her head falling back hard enough to rattle the door. She slid down the door a little, opening her legs wider. "Oh…Jesus…"

I pushed my tongue into her as far as I could, then licked up her sex and drew her clit into my mouth, sucking hard and circling it with the tip of my tongue. She groaned and began pushing herself into my face rhythmically, seeking release. I backed off to lick along one side of her clit, a few hard strokes and then soft. Her legs were shaking and I moved my hands from her hips to her ass, holding her in place, continuing to taste her, humming in approval.

"God…" her hips bucked against me as I slid one hand down the curve of her ass and slipped two fingers inside her from behind, withdrawing them quickly and trailing the wetness up to circle her anus. She pushed back against my hand and I let the tip of one finger slip past the tight opening, drawing a hiss of pleasure and another buck of her hips.

"Please, Jeri…"

I withdrew my finger and stood abruptly, reaching up to loosening her hold on the coat hook. "Turn around and face the door."

There was no hesitation this time - she turned immediately and re-grasped the hook tightly, pressing her face against the door, her breath coming in gasps.

I stepped up behind her, pressing my fully clothed body against her naked back. "And now I'm going to fuck you, Siena," I whispered in her ear. "Spread your legs for me, baby."

Her legs parted and I plunged into her forcefully - first with two fingers, and then, when I heard a muffled "more", with three. She was tight and hot around my fingers, and so wet that I slid in easily, picking up a rhythm she began to moan and push back against me.

"God…yes…so good…" her breathless whispers drove me harder, and I moved my thumb down to gather some of her juices before repositioning and slipping the slick digit past the tight opening of her anus.

That was all she needed, and she came with a gasp, her body rigid and shaking against my fingers. I tightened one arm around her waist, keeping up the rhythm with the other hand and holding her as the tremors passed, kissing her shoulder and neck lightly. Finally, she slumped against the door, breathing heavily.

"Holy shit," she mumbled after a while, her forehead leaned against the door, "that was amazing."

"Mmmm…" I said in agreement, nuzzling her neck.

She released her hold on the hook, looking at her hands and laughing a little at the indentations in her skin from her death grip. She turned her body and leaned her back against the door, regarding me for a moment, and then tilted her head up and kissed me softly. "You are amazing."

I smiled. "I think you did your part, too."

She kissed me again, running her tongue along my lips, tasting herself. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer and running my hands up and down her bare back. We kissed for several minutes, slowly, leisurely, and my own heart rate had begun to slow when I felt her hands unbutton my jeans, button by button.

I broke the kiss and sucked in a breath as her fingernails scratched a light path under the waistband of my underwear, tugging lightly on coarse blond curls. She knelt and worked my jeans and underwear over my hips and down my legs, tossing them to the side after I stepped out of them, and then sitting back on her heels, looking at my half-clothed body hungrily.

"Mmmmm…," she hummed, and ran a finger up the inside of my thigh, through the juices I could feel trickling from my sex. "I think someone needs some attention."

"Yes!!!" my body screamed, but I managed to remain silent and still, although each was getting harder as I watched her lick the wetness from her finger, and then lick her lips, smiling in satisfaction.

She grasped me by the hips and turned me, pushing me back against the door. "You're going to need the support," she murmured, and then scooted forward and grabbed one of my legs and lifted it over her shoulder.

I thought she would tease, but I thought wrong. She came in hard and fast, beating my clit back and forth with her tongue, holding me in place against the door with strong hands as my body jerked and I groaned in pleasure. I had nearly come when I was fucking her, and now, under her fierce and skillful attentions, I didn't last long.

"Oh, god," I moaned as the orgasm washed over me, slamming my head back against the door. I grabbed her hair with one hand to keep her in just the right spot, bucking against her until I was spent and could no longer stand on weakened legs. I tugged on her hair lightly and she reluctantly pulled back, watching me with a satisfied smirk as I slid bonelessly down the door and onto my ass with a thud.

I grinned weakly at her expression, wanting to laugh but unwilling to waste any of the oxygen I was still trying to suck into my lungs. She grinned back and moved forward, pushing my legs down and crawling into my lap, circling her arms around my neck and raining light kisses on my face and shoulders as I caught my breath.

She nibbled on my ear, and I giggled. Damn, I hated giggling, but she seemed to like it and laughed, kissing my forehead. She pulled back and smiled. "Damn, that was amazing. Karen is going to be so jealous."

I stiffened. After the first touch of her hand on my ass, I'd completely forgotten about Karen.


I pushed Siena gently off my lap and stood, looking around the room for my pants. She watched my silently as I pulled them on and buttoned them up.

"What's wrong?"

I walked to the bed and sat down, running a hand through my hair. "I, uh, sort of forgot about Karen." I stared at the door just above her head. "Shit." I sighed and dropped my eyes to meet her gaze. "I've just never been, nor did I ever want to be, the other woman. I know this is just a one-time thing, but I still feel shitty about it."

We were both quiet for a moment. "Do you want it to be a one-time thing?" Her voice was hesitant and soft.

"Huh?" That wasn't what I expected - I expected excuses or assurances, or scorn, but not that question.

She reached over and pulled her shirt towards her, then stood and slipped it on, buttoning the bottom few buttons as she walked towards the bed. I couldn't help but stare at what was still exposed, remembering the taste and feel of her breasts in my mouth…I turned my head away guiltily to stare at the door.

"Jeri," she sat down beside me and folded her hands in her lap, waiting until I turned my head towards her and met her gaze. "I think you have the wrong idea about Karen and I. We're not together….well, not really. We met at this conference last year and had a…fling, I guess you'd call it…so this year we just assumed we'd hook up again, but then you started talking to us in the bar…" Her voice trailed off and she looked away, laughing nervously. "Uh…actually, we flipped a coin for you."

"You flipped a coin…" I said slowly, trying to understand what she was saying.

"Yeah…um, at the bar, when we both went to the bathroom? Karen said she thought you were hot, and asked if I minded if she made a play for you. I told her I'd seen you first…" She looked over at me and bit her lip. "So we, uh, flipped a coin. And I won."

They'd flipped a coin. Probably one of the hottest sexual encounters in my life had been the result of a coin toss. At a statistician's conference no less.

I laughed.

Siena jumped at the sound, and I reached out a hand to stroke her arm, leaning in to kiss her cheek and nip at her ear. I pulled back to look at her face.

"So Karen's not waiting up for you?" I asked, watching her watch my lips in fascination. She shook her head mutely, still staring at my mouth. "Wanna try the bed this time?"

I leaned back and began pulling the coverlet off the bed. "I get the right side, though," I said teasingly, watching comprehension dawn on her face.

She smiled a slow, sexy smile and reached for my shirt. "Flip you for it."


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