Satyr had not been pleased to see his mistress, Karen. She had
come to take him back to the rope, he felt certain, punish him for
running away, and he did not intend for that to happen. He had leaped
down from the huge bed and chosen a corner of the room from where he
could watch her as well as the pretty Barbara who had just brought him a
new form of pleasure. His throbbing loins and flanks still quivered
from the wild force of his animal ejaculation up into her warm, wet
mouth which had pulled and drew at his maleness like a warm, hairless
vagina itself. He would have done it again had his mistress not come to
take him away … but she had and that angrily irritated him.
The big German shepherd keenly surveyed them laying on the bed in
their white nakedness just as he had left them, unmoving and soundless
except for the pretty Barbara’s heavy breathing. Then, he thought he
detected a little sob come from his golden haired mistress, and as he
watched he saw her lovely curved body shudder …!
Barbara, too, heard it and raised to her elbow, looking down toward
the other’s partially hand-hidden face which was still directly opposite
her own thighs and loins. A tremor of unburned sensuality rippled
through her belly at the lewd proximity of their faces to each other’s
still nakedly trembling pussies. She gaped at her stunningly beautiful
young neighbor’s whitely flared hips, her rounded, thrusting breasts
with their tiny, hardened pink nipples, the slenderness of her dipping
waist, but mostly the nearly concealed pouting lips of her pink slitted
cunt in its enwreathing triangle of blondish, silken-like curls! God,
and those flawless legs … those breathtaking thighs …! And she’d
shoved her eager finger right up Barbara’s asshole when she’d cum!
Something bordering on flustration was tormenting her gorgeous young
neighbor for she was sniveling all right, and maybe that wasn’t so bad
either … if Barbara played her cards with skill …!
“Wh-What do you want me to say, Honey?” the still trembling
brunette spoke softly, raising herself more to reach down and run her
hand caressingly through the other’s blonde tresses. “That I’m sorry?
Because, I’m not, Darling … and that would make me a bald-faced liar.”
“Oh … oh, Barb …” was all that Karen could manage at the
moment, the mixture of sensations racing through her very much aroused
belly and loins completely befuddling her. She realized that the
ravishing, dark eyed girl who lay in enticing nakedness on the huge bed
with her could never understand, for not even she, herself, could
untangle the maze of emotions confounding her. The sight of them …
Barbara sucking her Satyr’s hardened, big cock, swallowing his hotly
gushing sperm right down into her belly, while he lovingly laid there
licking her pussy, had triggered something next to frantic lust inside
her passionately aroused mind!
She had blindly thrown herself into their love making, jealously
wanting to be part of it, the sudden urge to make both of them happy
uncontrollable as she’d hugged the handsome animal tightly against her
and obscenely thrust her finger up into the smooth soft depths of her
girl friend, Barbara’s hotly spasming little anal hole! God, she’d
never done anything like that before in her life …! But now, it was
plain to see that Satyr wanted nothing more to do with her … the way
he’d squirmed out of her embrace and ran from her …!
“I-I think it’s fair to say that at first, Satyr seduced me, Baby,”
Barbara’s throaty voice went on, her soft hand still gently stroking
Karen’s head. “But I’ll have to admit that I soon took the initiative.
I couldn’t resist, Karen … can you understand that?”
God yes! She could well understand it, Karen reasoned, lowering
her hands from her face to look up into her friend’s sparkling eyes in
an attempt to convey her feelings. She swallowed tightly and nodded.
“I-I know, Barbara … believe me, I do …!”
“It’s happened to you, hasn’t it, Love?” Barbara whisperingly
probed, her brain beginning to race with excitement. “Yesterday … in
the bathroom …?”
Again, Karen swallowed, feeling the blood flowing hotly into her
cheeks. Denial hung on the tip of her tongue, but instead, she said:
“Yes … what he was doing to you, but …”
“You mean, licking my pussy?” Barbara interrupted, lewdly
interjecting the graphic description with purpose and watching the
younger, naked girl shyly admit to it in a second nod of her lovely
head. The raven-haired wife glanced over at the watching, sprawled
animal and smiled. “He’s a real seductive lover all right …” then,
flashing her eyes back to Karen, she added: “Have you sucked him yet?”
The obscene meaning and sound of the question was enough alone to
erotically shock Karen’s sensitized nakedness, without the added caress
of her stunning new friend’s soft hand suddenly stroking over her
sensuous breast! For a long moment, the fever-filled younger wife had
no voice, resorting once more to head gestures, Barbara’s stroking hand
brushing over the hardened, tingling nipple of her breast maddeningly
exciting her.
“Damn, Honey, he’s delectable!” Barbara exclaimed with a little
shiver. “As good and better than most men, I’ve had … But maybe …
tell me, Baby … have you ever sucked a man’s penis … your husband,
Steve’s perhaps?”
“N-No … never!” Karen hissed, but God knows she’d thought about
it enough, the idea never failing to excite her desirous mind! Oh …
why was it their love making had never reached that beautiful, heated
intensity …?
“Well … you’ve just about missed the boat entirely, haven’t you,
Hon?” Barbara sympathetically intoned in her soft, throaty voice. “In
that case, I can pretty well imagine the rest,” she went on, caressing
the luscious warmth the resilient mound of Karen’s full breast sent
tingling through her cupping hand to her never unpassionate brain. “Too
often, a good fucking for him but ending in no cum for Karen … and
probably never getting your pussy kissed or tongued … right? Am I
unveiling the awful truth, Karen baby? Am I …?”
“Oh damn … yes, yes you are! The awful truth of … of a
marriage that was terribly close to floundering, I think … if it
hadn’t been for Satyr!” Karen breathfully revealed, the sensations
racing through her exposed curved body from Barbara’s lovingly stroking
hand rapidly strengthening the warm confidence she’d had in her new
friend from the first. She was such a beautiful girl, and she
understood … everything!
“Would you believe that Don and I went through the very same,
identical chaos, Doll?” Barbara lied with divulging whispers, satisfied
that the end justified the means. Gently, with plucking thumb and
forefinger, she nipped, rolled, and grazed the erogenous, tiny hardened
nipple of her breathtaking neighbor’s rising and falling breast as she
went on. “But we found the answer before the shoals grew so dangerous
that they were bound to wreck the ship … and both you and Steve can
too, Darling … You see this big round bed we’re on? Well, I designed
it … and believe it or not, as many as eight couples can romp
comfortably on it at one time!”
Karen felt her brow wrinkling with the obscure meaning in the onyx-
eyed girl’s statement. Eight couples? Romp comfortably …? Wh-What
was she getting at, anyway? “I-I don’t understand, Barbara …?”
Enough for the first dose, the voluptuous brunette cautiously
decided as she tenderly stroked and kneaded the enticing mound of naked
white flesh. But her now inquisitive blonde neighbor with the
enchanting curvaceous body wanted more for an answer, her sky blue eyes
eagerly searching Barbara’s.
“What do you mean … eight couples … romp comfortably?” Karen
pressed, the other’s words somehow adding to the sensual emotions razing
her.
“Well … there’s a group of us,” Barbara slowly replied, watching
Karen’s face carefully as she again gentled the truth, “and when things
get too dull in bed at home alone, we get together for a private party.
No exaggeration, Baby, it does tremendous things for your love life …”
“You mean, all of the couples do it … make love in front of each
other?” Karen gasped in roused disbelief.
“Why not, Love? We’re all married and it’s legitimate!” Barbara
exclaimed with a smile, very willing to let it rest there at this point.
The lovely young doll wasn’t quite ready to hear the word ‘swap’ yet!
But there was no denying the added stimulation she was enjoying at the
idea, either! “Can’t you imagine what it might do for your Steve, or
you, to lie there and watch another young married couple fuck and suck,
or whatever they like to do to make one another happy? Can’t you, Angel
…?”
“God!” Karen choked, because she could imagine it, and her mental
pictures were intensively firing her belly and loins! She had only to
remember the sight of Barbara and Satyr when she’d entered the room to
realize the erotic delights such a sensuously stimulating circus could
be! But Steve, he’d swear she was depraved if she ever suggested such a
thing …!
“And don’t worry what Steve’s reactions would be to such a party,
Love.” Barbara said, as if she were reading her mind. “Husbands might
put on a big front in the beginning, but they’re notorious for liking to
see their wives get fucked by other guys. Remember your ancient history
… Greece, Rome …? It’s simply that they have to acclimate to the
idea of their own wives being the women in the orgy instead of a flock
of whores. Believe me, Karen, I know,” the raven haired girl assured
while her hand lovingly massaged the other’s swollen full breast with
intoxicating caresses. “Anyway, if you think you’d like to try a
session, Don will talk to Steve, and your loving husband will never know
we’ve discussed it … or planned it.”
“Oh, Barb … I don’t know … I-I’m so damned keyed up right now,
I might say anything!” Karen truthfully exclaimed.
“You’re hot, sexy, your pussy needs loving … that’s your
immediate problem, girl,” Barbara whispered, wildly excited with the way
it was all shaping up. “And there’s many kinds of love that’re
intoxicatingly satisfying,” she added, brushing her hand down over
Karen’s softly quivering belly toward the delight of her pink, golden
fringed little cunt mouth. She wasn’t surprised when the younger girl
moaned softly and voluntarily opened her legs to her, nor when Barbara
lowered her head back down to see and feel the hot wetness which had
seeped from between the tremoring Karen’s pussy lips to saturate her
soft, slightly spread inner thighs.
“I-I know …!” Karen breathlessly gasped at the delicious feel of
Barbara’s fingers suddenly contacting, then playing in the intimate,
fluid flesh of her hungrily simmering cunt! God, she was … actually
stroking and finger fucking her! Oooohhhhh … it felt heavenly, so
certain and knowing as a finger tip shadowingly brushed over the tip of
her tiny, excitedly pulsating clitoris!
“How do you know, Baby?” the naked, voluptuous Barbara immediately
prodded, wanting to drain every innermost secret from her goddess bodied
friend while she had her in this state of mind. Her avid eyes feasted
on the lust-provoked spectacle between the blonde young housewife’s
eagerly spread thighs as she waited for the answer, and when it came it
was as potent as summer lightening charging her own insatiable loins!
“Because … because Satyr … the darling f-fucked me last night!”
she hesitantly admitted.
Barbara sat upright, her dark eyes widening in uncontrollable
fascination. “He … he fucked you?”
“Yes … yes, oh yes! He fucked me like I’ve never been fucked
before, even by my own husband, Barbara! Like I’ve never ever been
fucked before!”
“Dammmmnnnn!” the raven haired girl gasped, flashing her fire-
filled eyes onto the big German shepherd who still lay watching from his
chosen corner. She hadn’t visualized the possibilities of that! The
tongue, yes, but that massive cock sliding up into her pussy with all
its hungry animal swirling had never dawned on her! “That … That Aunt
Janie of yours … she must really know what it’s all about, Baby!”
“I-I think she probably does!”
“She must have taught him!”
“Or bought him this way!”
“Damn, if you can buy them, I want one!” Barbara exclaimed.
“I want him … Satyr, my sweet and handsome lover!” Karen heard
her own admittance. “B-but … he doesn’t want me. He’s angry because
I tied him up … because I wanted to keep him for myself, away from the
rest of these lecherous neighborhood bitches!”
“Dogs?” Barbara queried in surprise.
“Wives! Wives, Barbara! He’s been screwing them all!” Karen
whimperingly answered. “And now, he’s angry at me …!”
Wildly, Barbara ate the huge animal up with her rapacious eyes,
searing sensations of new lust charging pelf melt through her! To have
that huge animal cock fucking into her … from behind, yes, from behind
like she, too, was just another kneeling animal! She looked down at the
erotically incited girl laying in her naked, opposite position before
her, and said: “We’re going to lure him back, Baby! Step by step …
and the first step is to let him fuck me like he did you, while I lick
your pussy until you flip! Does that sound like something … or would
you rather take your dog and go home …?”
“Oh … ooooohhhh, Barbbbb … do it … do it for meeee,
pleeasssseeeeee …?”
* * *
Don tipped the hostess after she’d seated them, the unnecessary
gratuity irking Steve. He intended to mention it, but the immediate
appearance of the waitress killed the intention. She was young,
shapely, and attractive faced. Don immediately registered with her,
wise cracking, smiles exchanging between them. Steve smiled too, but no
one seemed to notice. Martinis were set before them in what seemed
minutes by the smiling girl, and Steve felt certain he heard the soft
sexy sound of patting flesh against naked flesh when she put Don’s drink
in front of him. He was leaning back with his arm out and encircling
her just right! Christ! The arrogant bastard! He had a way with them,
didn’t he …?
“I wasn’t crappin’ you, Steve,” his broad shouldered, athletic
neighbor said, leaning forward with forearms onto the table. It was too
dark in there for Steve to really see his face. The place was set up
for noon seductions, it seemed to the young insurance salesman. What
the hell, he hardly belonged in this environment … “I could use a man
like you in the office, Steve. I need someone with a lot of gusto to
take over under me. Been looking for some time, but you know how that
is. Good men don’t happen along everyday.”
“Well, you make it sound inviting enough, fella … except I know
from nothing about real estate,” Steve answered, sipping from his
cocktail.
“Admitted. But like I say, no problem, man!” Don responded,
sampling his drink. “A little schooling of the intricacies and a
license is all you need. The latter I can get for you with no problem.
I know the boy up there, eh? Don’t worry about an exam or cramming a
lot of bullshit to pass it. That malarkey doesn’t matter anyway. You
want to come over with me, and I sure can use you, we’ll do it in one
day … your present income guaranteed. Can I say more?”
Steve studied his smiling face. Goddamn, it was a tremendous
offer, he had to admit that … but after all the time he’d spent on
insurance? He had his renewals, which he’d lose, and besides that, the
frigging office was seeming to depend more on him everyday to bring in
the bacon with all the new guys they were hiring. The secretary’s
Shelly’s tits, wouldn’t be there to look at anymore, either.
“You haven’t answered, man?”
Steve smiled. “Momentous decisions aren’t made on the spur of the
moment,” he said, pleased with his modulated voice.
“Well done! Well done, neighbor!” Don laughed, raising his glass.
“A belated cheers, eh?”
“Cheers,” Steve replied, feeling quite adept, regardless of his
obviously successful new friend’s worldly mein. He, himself, wasn’t
exactly a drone … though he more and more felt that way when it came
to Karen! But this was no time to think about that … his love life,
though it was difficult to keep out of his mind. Daily, things were
growing worse instead of better … but this was no time …
“Barb and Karen, they seem to hit it off real well, Steve,” Don
said, nibbling at his olive. “I noticed the other night at dinner, the
two of them speak the same language. And that’s good … all the better
if you make up your mind to help me run a business that’s growing in
leaps and bounds. I’ll lay it on you, Steve, if you’ve got some cash,
not much, to drop on some land. It’ll double in less than two years!
No crap! And those gems come my way everyday!”
Steve drained his martini, pulling the olive from its prong to
relish. He had some money, considerable in fact, with what Karen’s
grandad had left her. They could make a sizeable investment if
necessary, but insurance had really helped to make that possible. Did
he want to … could he turn his back on it …?
“Two more, Baby!” Don grinned at the attractive waitress.
“I’m insurance oriented,” Steve said, dropping his head and
speaking truth.
“Of course you are! We’re all shaped in the frame of our school,
man!” Don said, lighting a cigarette. He held the case of them forward
and Steve refused; he’d never taken up the habit. “Bart Wesson, he
dragged along in med school for three years before coming with me! Lou
Graff, was a set up architect and doing all right for himself before he
decided to join the circle! These guys have all got it, Steve, but they
can see where the loot lies, eh? Come on, get with it, man!”
The waitress returned with her serving and Steve picked his up
right away. There was something about martinis at noon … anytime,
really, that set him off. He sipped deeply and smiled at his host. He
said: “Give me twenty minutes, or so, to think about it will you,
friend?”
Don laughed. “Just about,” he said. “A man of your caliber
doesn’t need much more.”
“Ooooohhhh … wow! Do I detect a snow job?” Steve parried. “You
remind me of my wife the night I took her to the last prom we attended
…”
“Well, there can’t be anything wrong with that … not with Karen,”
Don cut in, smiling all the way.
Steve grinned. Anything that praised Karen naturally pleased him.
Christ, he loved that girl … if only he could figure some way to crank
her up. She was always passionate enough at the kickoff … “Sorry,
Don, I missed that. What was it you said …?”
“I asked if you and Karen were coming to our pool party, Friday
night?”
“I don’t know … this’s the first I’d heard about it,” Steve
replied.
“Oh …? Karen hasn’t mentioned it?” the other questioned in
surprise. “Barb asked her yesterday morning, I think it was, and she
said she’d talk it over with you.”
“She must’ve forgotten. I didn’t get home until late last night,
and I had to rush this morning,” Steve Smith allowed. “But I don’t see
why we can’t make it.”
“Should be a pretty good show,” Don said. “I’ve invited some hip
couples,” he dropped his voice and leaned forward. “And I’ve got some
real groovy stag movies to liven things up when they get droll!”
“Y-You mean, the real thing, Don?” Steve pressed, the idea of
watching dirty movies with Karen and the other wives around giving him
an odd feeling.
“I mean the juicy, sweet pussy, suck and fuck flicks, man!” his
good-looking neighbor lewdly answered. “The kind that’ll make Karen
grab you right by the cock and lead you to the nearest bed!”
The last remark seemed hardly called for, Steve thought, sensing a
hot flush to the back of his neck with the other’s casual use of Karen’s
name and what he’d implied. Yet, at the same time, it occurred to him
that a stimulant such as a good stag movie might be just the secret
needed to fire her right up with him. All the same, he wasn’t sure that
he liked Don’s …
“And you might give this a thought, too, buddy, especially if you
decide to stay in the insurance racket,” Don said, interrupting Steve’s
private rancor. “The hip couples I mentioned who’ll be there are all
the young people and well off financially. I mean, like prospects to
help you crack that ‘million-dollar insurance sales club’, eh.”
Steve forgot about his resentment; the athletic man across the
table from him had just spurred his interest to no end. He drained his
martini, picked up his ears and listened while Don named them off. He
knew all of them by sight and had met a few formally, but he’d never
given too much thought to the fact Don was quick to point out.
“You talk about a gathering of sweet gems! Man, there isn’t a wife
amongst them who couldn’t make front row center in any chorus line.
Dolls, every one!” He turned then, signaling the waitress for another
pair of martinis, while Steve worked at fathoming the reason for his
last remark.
“Just what … what do you mean, Don, by hip couples?” Steve
questioned on second thought. It was the very line the young realtor
had been waiting for, wondering why it hadn’t come before. He swallowed
from his cocktail, letting his eyes search his friend’s. “Now come on,
Steve boy, you’re familiar with the term, aren’t you?”
“To some extent,” the slender, younger husband answered, feeling
the gin glowing warmly in his belly and sensing something of a sexual
nature about to ease into their conversation. “I mean, how are they hip
… or what’re they hip to, music, fast cars … sex maybe …?”
Don broke into a slow grin. “A little bit of everything, Steve boy
… but lean closer and I’ll tell you a story.” Steve did, trying not to
give away the rousing interest already built-up inside him. He drank
half of his martini and waited for the other’s lowered voice to begin.
“We’ve got a nice tight little circle of chosen couples, all good
friends who’re ready to help each other out in any kind of an emergency,
financial or whatever. Like I said before, they’re all beautiful
people, intellectually as well as physically. Are you with me?”
“I’m following,” Steve answered.
“Well, to make a long story short, one of the couples hit one of
these emergencies. Their sex life was for shit and they were about
ready to head for the divorce court. But they were sensible, modern
young people and one night at a party they laid their problem out before
all of us. We kicked it around amongst the whole group, until come to
find out, several of the other couples were having similar problems.
Ideas flowed like wine … you know, ways to spike up their performances
together, like sucking and cunt licking, a little sodomy now and then.
And then, suddenly, one of the wives came up with the most brilliant of
all suggestions … swap partners for a night!”
“Jesus Christ!” Steve blurted, the gin fuzzing his brain to the
mellow point, sending a charge of excitement to his groin. “What
happened?”
“To put it mildly old buddy, the divorce court was foiled,” Don
replied with a smug grin. He was stretching some points, gentling
others, but essentially, he was telling his neighbor the truth. “That
was two years ago, right after Barb and I were married, and I can tell
you truthfully that gone are the days of sexual boredom!”
“W-What you’re saying is … that this is a wife swapping group …
right?” Steve managed, dry mouthed, but determined to get the facts
straight.
“It is that and then some, Steve boy. We all do our share and see
to it that every couple is sound financially, with all of the luxuries
necessary to make life worth living …”
“Christ, I can’t believe it!” Steve said, dumbfoundedly shaking his
head. “I can just see Karen buying a deal like that! Besides calling
me a pervert, she’d probably have me arrested for indecent suggestions!”
He gaped at the face opposite him. “And Barbara … she swings,
too …?”
Don laughed, as if the question were ridiculous. “Of course … we
both do, man! That’s what makes our marriage solid!”
“And you don’t … don’t get jealous?”
“Hell no, Steve! That’s childish … kid stuff. Besides, how can
you get green eyes when you’re laying some sweet ass yourself …?”
“Jesus Christ …!” Steve Smith gasped under his breath, still
shaking his head as he lifted his glass and drained it. “I-I just can’t
believe it, is all …!”
* * *
Satyr had not moved from his commanding position on the floor of
the bedroom corner. Though his irritation with the golden haired Karen
still rankled strongly inside him, along with his dread of her trying to
take him back to the rope, his trained interests had been aroused by the
increased heavy breathing of the two nakedly writhing girls on the big,
circular bed. They still lay on their sides as he had left them, except
closer to each other now, and his mistress had spread her legs, the top
one raised and bent with her foot on the bed. He could see her white,
beautifully rounded hips facing him, and as well, her blonde, hair-
fringed vaginal slit wet with moisture as the beautiful next door
woman’s fingers played teasingly around up inside it. Then, he saw
Barbara’s face through the arch Karen’s bent leg made … saw it
lowering closer to his golden haired mistress’ wetly shining pussy
crevice. His animal eyes widened and he watched in mounting fascination
…
She’d tongued pussy ever since she could remember, Barbara
sensually thought as she lowered her face toward the enticing, blonde
ringlets adorning Karen’s softly flushed cunt lips, but she could never
recall any she more eagerly wanted to taste and love! She let her eyes
glut on the narrow ribbon of pink, moistened flesh between them, resting
her cheek onto the hot, soft flesh of her younger neighbor’s satin
smooth inner thigh, close enough for her lips and nose to be tickled by
the wispy, silken hair curling softly up between them.
God! What a tempting sight! She could even see the flustrated
girl’s tiny, puckered anal hole, pinkish and occasionally spasming in
her passionate excitement. Yes, she needed loving all right, but no
more than little Barbara was going to want it in damned few minutes!
Satyr’s big thick cock, thrusting up her vagina, she remembered … what
a heavenly obscene thought … and this tight young cunt of her next
door neighbor right next to her mouth had already experienced that!
Damn … what a way to spend an afternoon …!
The utterly salacious sensations charging Karen’s naked body were
totally foreign to her! Her belly seethed and her cunt was aflame with
lustful desire! Oh, this beautiful girl … this wonderful, curvaceous
darling! She was going to lick the raging need from her pussy! And
they would share Satyr from now on … keep him … his loving … a
secret between them …! Oh … she’d never had her susceptible pussy
tongue-loved by any person, let alone another girl! Lesbianism! Yes,
that’s what it was … contrary to everything she’d ever been taught and
known … but she wanted it! Oh, yes … yes!
The impassioned blonde wife extended her head forward to see what
she could, her eyes suddenly filled with the intoxicating spectacle of
Barbara’s ravenish, hair enshadowed loins between her lovely full
thighs, the thin, curl-fringed lips of her wetly glistening pussy not
inches away! She could see the seeping moisture that dampened the pink,
erotic flesh between them, a burning sensation of craving wildly soaring
through her! But … but first, she must see … watch with her own
eyes what Barbara was about to do to her down between her thighs … and
she did!
The lust-driven young housewife gaped at her neighbor’s lovely face
moving closer toward the exposed, expectantly waiting little pussy hole
up between her legs! Then … then! Yes! She was nearly overcome with
incredible, erotic emotions and physical tremors that rippled through
and over her nakedly vibrant young body! She first felt tender kisses
along the soft flesh of her supple, inner thighs, sensed the warm puffs
of breath … and then, the magic wet contact of Barbara’s little tongue
licking the cleft of her pussy-lips and exposed cuntal flesh as if
lingually advising her of what was to come! She licked in long,
brushing strokes, from the bottom of her vaginal crevice to the top, not
entering, but impelling Karen to thrust her loins forward with each
tantalizing up-lick of tongue against her sensitive cunt lips!
Karen felt her clitoris quivering in its tiny erectness and knew
that it was peeking out from its thinly spread lips, enravished with the
first gentle stab of ecstatic bliss as the delicate pink tongue grazed
it. She expelled her breath with a hissing sound, tossing her head from
side to side in rising passion as Barbara eased her tongue inside the
moistened crevice to draw it upward from her vaginal mouth toward the
fire spasming bud of her clitoris!
Karen’s gasping lips began to uncontrollably mumble out incoherent
little mewls of pleasure. Then, she held her breath, at last, exhaling
sharply at the delicious contacts, new delights flooding her with every
passing second …!
Barbara, whose own feverish loins were alive with impish tongues of
lustful flame, hungrily pressed her tongue moistened lips closer,
separating the fleshy outer folds of Karen’s wet, down-fringed cunt with
them. Immediately, her mouth became an omnivorous ravisher, open and
hot, nothing but tongue invading the smoldering, liquid flesh beneath
it. Ardently, her eager tongue lashed at the tiny, erect clitoris …
tongue … tongue … frantic tongue everywhere in the gasping Karen’s
hotly writhing pussy! Lurid, wetly sluicing oral sounds from the hotly
flowing vaginal secretions mixed with Barbara’s own saliva filled the
bedroom!
Karen moaned and squirmed to the rapturous mouthing of her burning
cunt, ripples of fantastic sensation spasmodically twitching her smooth,
curved body. She began to pant explosively, spreading her legs open as
wide as possible and thrusting her steaming loins lewdly forward to
bring the magic tongue tighter into her wide splayed cuntal mouth! She
heard Barbara’s slaving gasps, as if she were sucking air in short
surges, never breaking the fervent contact of her beautiful tongue and
lips! Even her little nose was buried … immersed in the wet, fluid
flesh, and it was that last lascivious realization which triggered the
last maddening pressure in Karen’s convulsing soft belly and screaming
loins!
“Oooohhhhh … oooohhhhhh, Barrrbbb! I’m … I’m
ccuuummmmmiiinnnnggggg …!”
Her voice trailed off in a choking whine of sob and sigh, then
broke out once more in a thin, high-pitched wail. Ecstasy deluged her
naked, spasming body, intensive sensations sweeping through her inflamed
loins like a prairie fire. She writhed in the throes of sweet agony,
jerked and tremored, but never broke with the open, sucking mouth glued
to her climaxing cunt! And the flicking, pleasureful tongue continued
to play over her tiny, frenetic clitoris, sending waves of electric like
delights through her to the bliss swooning brain in her head, her still
hungrily licking neighbor refusing to stop and end it …!