I mean, how could I be expected to kiss another girl on her anus? My soft, pretty lips, pressed right onto her wrinkled little pooper? It was so... ...bscene. But to refuse meant we would both fail. Could I really put my mouth on Lexi’s butthole? And why was my heart throbbing in my chest at the mere thought? I closed my eyes as mind swirled in dismay...Chewing my lower lip in a nervous fit, I pondered my options. We were so close to getting in, I chided myself. Wasn’t I willing to do. My husband is a nice guy, takes care of me very well. He is ok in bed but after one year of marriage I feel that something is missing between us, I don’t know if it’s the chemistry or what. We are loving couple but somehow that intensity of love making between us is missing I feel for some reason.Its another Saturday night, we just finished our dinner and ahmed is on our kingsize bed reading newspaper. All he has on him is a lungi. As usual I brushed my teeth, took of my clothes and put on a. The rest of the night was a blur in Alicia's alcohol-soaked mind. The next morning still was a blur, when she woke up in Gina's tussled bed.Now here she was. Or rather, here they were — she, her friends and the wild woman. No one went away, she didn't die; so much for praying. She heard Angique's voice. It wasn't breathy now or intimate. There was iron in it when she called out her name: Alicia!Her reflex was to rise, but a vice-like grip held her down — she never knew Gina could be this. So she lied on the bed, due to the sleep she didn’t think about me. I also sleep next to her. I put my hands on her body, she didn’t resist. At that night we slept together.From that day onwards I became too close to her. I started hugging her. Kissing on her cheeks etc. On a Sunday both of us was sitting on the sofa and watching TV. Then I slowly kissed on the back of her neck. She just smiled. Then I took her in my arms. She got shocked and staring at my face. I then kissed on her face and.