Chapter 4

A few minutes after nine on Monday morning, Mindy White opened her eyes, yawned, and looked at the bedroom clock. It was still early for her to get up, so she lay bed, thinking about how her life had been changed by the past weekend.

It had all begun at the party. She had been talking to Dale Simmons, joined shortly by Ed, and somehow the idea of swapping mates had come up. She had pretended to be shocked by it, but in truth the idea had excited her. Finally, after a show of reluctance, she had agreed, and once Ed had discussed it with Steve it was settled.

Steve had left for work already, but Mindy thought back to his description of his time in the bedroom with Dale. How she had sucked him off, how he had eaten her, the secret places in which she liked to be touched and licked. That information would soon be useful to her.

Hearing about Dale had excited her, and now, just thinking about it once more made her twist her

naked body under the sheets, made her squirm and squeeze her thighs together.

After Dale and Steve had returned to the living room, she, Mindy, had gone to the bedroom with Ed. And that had been good, probably the best fuck she had ever had, for Ed's prick was enormous, and just the sight of it had made her panties wet at the crotch. And the second time they fucked had been just as good, especially since she knew that at that very instant her husband was also fucking Dale, the other couples having left. But what had happened in the time between the two fuckings was the very most exciting thing.

When she and Ed had finished and dressed that first time and were once more in the living room, Dale had been the first to speak to her.

"Did you enjoy it?" Dale had asked.

"Yes, I did," Mindy had said, . her breath still coming heavy and fast. "Your husband is a tremendous lover."

"Yes, he's okay, and your husband's not bad either, Mindy. But I've been wondering about. some-thing. Tell me, do you like my body?"

Mindy had looked away for a moment, embarrassed, .but as she did so her eyes caught a glimpse of Dale's breasts, braless under the blouse, with her nipples protruding. She had flushed, not so much from the embarrassment of the question, but because the answer to it was yes.

Dale had kept after her. "I can tell you that I like your body very much. In fact, I'd. like to get to know it better. I'd like to hold your bare breasts in my hand, to kiss them. I'd like to race my fingers up and down your spine, inside your thighs, over your belly. I'd like to make love to you. Would you like to make love to me?"

Mindy's answer had been in a whisper. "Yes, I would."

"That's all I wanted to know. We'll talk about it more later on, but first I think Barry will want to say a few things."

Feeling confused, Mindy had watched Dale walk away, swinging her hips. She had begun to talk to Barry, and Mindy wondered what they could be saying. Was it something about her? Something about her wanting to make love to Dale?

But then Barry had risen, and he rapped on the table to gain everyone's attention. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, in a voice entirely different from his normal one, "I think you all, with the exception of Steve and Mindy, know what I am about to say. So it is time to ask if there are any objections."

Barry looked around the room, but there was no response from anyone. Mindy had no idea what was happening, and she looked at Steve for an answer, but he just shrugged his shoulders in bewilderment.

"Very well," Barry had gone on. "Seeing that there is no objection, it is time to tell Steve and Mindy what this is all about, so that they can decide whether they want to become a part of it."

Mindy was still confused, but the felt better when Dale came over and sat next to her. "Don't be shocked, Mindy," Dale had whispered. "I think you'll like what Barry is going to invite you to do."

Barry had then explained the . swapping club. When he said that every person there was a member of it, Mindy had looked around, searching everyone's face, wondering how she had not even suspected it before.

"Ed and Dale have given good reports about you two," Barry had said, "so we are all agreed that you may join, if you like. You have a week to think it over. If you want to join then all you have to do is come to our party next week. Of course, there is one more thing you ought to know."

Barry had paused and looked around the room slowly. Mindy was unsure then whether she wanted to join or not, but she saw her husband looking extremely pleased, and when Dale had patted her hand and whispered, "You will do it, won't you?" she had whispered back, "Yes."

But then had come the sour note of the evening. "We are all," Barry had said slowly, measuring each word before he spoke, "being blackmailed."

Mindy had gasped; she heard her husband gasp also. Dale tightened her grip on her hand.

Barry continued, "We are all being blackmailed, twenty-five dollars per couple per week, by someone who says he has pictures of us in what we might call compromising positions. This all started this past week, when we received almost identical letters. The payments will apparently not begin for another couple of weeks -- why, I don't know, but those were the terms. We discussed it tonight, while you two were otherwise occupied, and we have decided to continue to have our parties, while doing everything in our power to discover who it is."

Mindy remembered the men gathering in one corner and discussing something. It was while Steve was in fucking Dale, and Sharon and Nancy had been talking to her, keeping her, it had seemed, effectively isolated and unable to hear what the men were saying. Now she understood why.

"We don't know whether you two will receive letters also, but we'll take steps to make sure that there's no way for any pictures to be taken in the future, if any pictures have, in fact, been taken in the past. So that's the story. Now you two can think about it."

Well, Mindy thought, throwing back the sheets to uncover her naked body, that almost made us decide against it. But it's a good thing Ed and Dale finally talked us into it. If it wasn't for that, I probably wouldn't be going over to see Dale this afternoon.

Dale's invitation had come Sunday morning, just as she and Steve were getting ready to go home. "Would you like to come over tomorrow afternoon to talk more about making love to each other?" Dale had asked in a low whisper, and Mindy did not have to think before replying that she would.

And now, in less than four hours, she would be at Dale's house, possibly already in her bed, perhaps even with Dale's tongue in her cunt while she did the same. The thought thrilled Mindy, and she let her hands roam over her body, pausing at her breasts and then at her crotch.

She remembered something else Steve had told her: Dale had a shaved pussy. Steve had been excited by it, and now Mindy thought that she would be, too. In fact, why not shave her own? Now that was an idea.

Mindy looked at herself in the full-length mirror. The patch of dark hair covering her cunt looked al-most ugly, although she had never thought of it like that before. Why not shave it off?

Mindy walked to the bathroom and took out her electric razor. She still had not yet completely decided whether or not to shave her pussy, but, at any rate, she had to shave her legs. She sat on a towel on the edge of the tub and clicked the switch of the razor to on. It buzzed, and when she touched it to her leg she could hear the ticking as it sliced off the short hairs.

And why not my cunt? she thought. Nobody's going to know unless they see me naked, and I'm certainly not going to take off my clothes in the street. Why not?

She thought suddenly of the party next Saturday. She and Steve would be going, and there everyone would see her naked and hairless. But Dale had done it; she hadn't let that stop her.

So what the hell!

She brought the razor around to her belly and began to shave it from the top of the triangle down. The hair was more wiry than on her legs, and the razor had to struggle to make each tick! when it cut off another hair. But she did it slowly, moving the razor back and forth across her lower belly, a strip at a time. After a minute, having shaved off an inch, she shut off the razor and felt the smooth skin with the tip of her finger. She was amazed by the sensations. The skin was smooth as it had never been before. And she could actually feel the tip of the finger instead of it brushing over a mat of hair. She wondered what it would be like to have Dale's fingertip in that spot.

She continued to shave her cunt, moving lower and lower, spreading her thighs wide to get every hair in her crotch. Finished at last, she ran the razor over her skin one more time to be sure, and then she stood and brushed away the hair. She ran to the bedroom to get a look in the mirror.

It looked so strange: no dark triangle of hair covering her cunt, just bare flesh from where the hair on her head stopped at her shoulders all the way down to her feet. Just bare, smooth flesh.

Still standing before the mirror, she ran her hands down her body, starting at her breasts, down to her hips, over her belly down between her legs, cupping the flesh of her cunt and letting one finger trail in the slit. The flesh around her cunt tingled from her touch.

Mindy glanced at the clock and saw that it was getting late. She had wasted an hour and a half dreaming about the weekend and shaving her cunt, and now she had to hurry to do the shopping before going to see Dale:-!She quickly dressed and ran out to the store.

It was exactly one o'clock when Mindy walked up the flagstone walk to Dale's house. She was wearing a tight sweater, no bra, the silkiest, flimsiest panties she owned, and the shortest skirt. Her body still felt fresh from the shower and then the bath in the lilac-scented water, and she had discovered that her bare cunt could feel every vagrant breeze through the silk panties. She decided that her body had never felt as free.

Dale opened the door clad only in a thin black negligee and brief panties. Mindy sucked in her breath when she saw the outline of her breasts through the fabric, and she could barely restrain herself from pushing her head down between the tits and kissing them. All that prevented her from doing that right on the doorstep was the knowledge that soon she would be able to touch the white globes as much as she pleased.

After an awkward moment, when Dale must have known that she was staring at her tits, Dale said in a breathless voice, "Come in and sit down. You look warm. Let's sit down and have a cool drink."

Mindy thought that she was intoxicated enough by the sight of Dale's as-good-as-nude body, but she politely consented. She sat on the living room couch and crossed her legs while Dale shook two martinis.

"We have the whole afternoon, so we might as well relax for a while," Dale said as she handed Mindy the drink and sat down beside her, only a few inches away. "I think we should really get to know each other better. Tell me, how old are you?"

Mindy sipped on her drink and let the tangy gin burn down her throat. "Twenty-three," she said.

"Ah, you're a year older than me, then."

"You mean that you're just twenty-two? I thought -- well, you look young,, of course, maybe even younger than that. But from what Steve said ... ."

"So Steve talked about me, did he?" Dale laughed. "Did he tell you everything about what we did in bed?"

"Yes, he did. And he said that you knew more about fucking and everything else than any woman he thought he'd ever meet."

Dale laughed again. "I try hard. I like learning about new ways to screw. But some of the other women in the group are much better than me. I'm really only a beginner."

"If you're only a beginner, than what am I?" Mindy was beginning to worry that she wasn't experienced enough to make it in the group.

"I wouldn't trouble yourself over that," Dale said. "Ed told me that you had the right spirit and that all you needed was to learn a few tricks. You'll pick it up fast enough once you start coming to the par-ties regularly. How long have you been fucking?"

Mindy blushed. "Not very long, I'm afraid," she said. "Steve was the first guy I ever slept with. That was less than three years ago. And your husband was only the second guy I've slept with. Does that make me a complete amateur?"

"No. I've only been fucking a little over two years myself. Ed was my first. Of course, since last year when I decided that I wanted to have a fling or two,' I've fucked quite a. few guys. Quite a few women, too. Did you ever make it with a woman before?"

"No," Mindy said, but she hesitated before saying the word, and her voice lacked conviction.

Dale seemed to have noticed, for she said, with raised eyebrows, "Are you sure? You can tell me, you know. I won't think anything of it."

Mindy took a big swallow of her martini and almost choked on it. Then she said, "Yes, I have made it with a woman before. But promise you won't tell anyone I said that."

Dale leaned back against the couch. "Of course I won't tell anyone. But why don't you give me the whole story? It seems to be bothering you. Maybe it would be better if you talked about it."

"But it was so long ago. And I was so ashamed of myself."

"Ashamed of doing it or ashamed because you enjoyed it?" Dale smiled knowingly.

"I suppose it was because I liked it."

"I can understand that. But tell me about it."

Mindy looked at Dale closely, still unsure whether she should come out with the story. It had been so long ago, and there had been so many nights when she had thought about it, lying in bed, feeling ashamed because she had loved it so much and wanted to do it again.

And now here was her chance to repeat that, with a girl who was so much better than the other woman had been.

Dale said, "I'd really like to hear about it, you know."

Mindy decided. "Okay, I'll tell you. But you have to swear you'll never tell anyone else, no one in the world."

"I swear it."

"I believe you." Mindy paused, trying to think how to begin. At the beginning, of course, she told herself, and so she started:

"I'd just turned fifteen the day before, and my parents gave me a new wristwatch. It was during vacation from school, and early in the morning I" went to my girlfriend's house to show her my watch. Her name was Susie. We'd really been close at one time, but lately she'd been going out with her boy-friend a lot, so I hadn't seen much of her. But I wanted to show her the watch, because I was really excited about it, but then when I got there her mother told me that she'd gone to the beach with her boyfriend.

"I didn't know her mother. so well. She worked, I think, and I still don't know why she wasn't at work that day. She was younger than my mother; she couldn't have been more than thirty-five or so. Anyway, I was about to turn around and "go back home when she invited me into the house to have a soda.

"We started talking. I was just trying to be polite and answer the questions she asked me about school, and then suddenly told me to call her by her first name.

"So I called her Laura, even though it seemed very strange to do it. Well, after a few minutes she said that she had a necklace which she didn't-want, and Susie didn't want either, and how would I like to have it? She brought me in the bedroom t have a look at it.

"The necklace was beautiful. I couldn't under-stand why she didn't want it, but I knew that I did. She put it around my neck, brushing back my hair to clasp it, and then she made me unbutton my blouse a little to let it hang down.

"Before I knew it she had her hands on my chest, fondling the necklace, saying how beautiful it looked on me, but then I realized that her fingers were down underneath my bra/ and she was touching my tits. I was too scared to do anything, so I let her do it, and all the time she was saying how pretty I was and how good the necklace looked.

"Finally she said, 'I'll bet your breasts are beautiful too. May I look at them?'

"I was scared .as hell and I wanted to run out-of there, but before I could move she had unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my bra up to around my neck and was kissing my tits. It felt like nothing I'd ever known before. I mean, I'd let guys touch them, through my blouse and bra, but I'd never felt anyone kissing the nipples and sucking on them the way she was doing.

"Before I really knew what was happening she had pushed me down on the bed and was unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans, and then a minute later I was completely naked and she was saying what a beautiful young body I had and how pretty my pussy was. I couldn't answer, I was breathing too hard, and even though I wanted to run away I couldn't do it with no clothes on. So I just lay there and then she took off all her clothes and made me kiss her tits. They were big, so much bigger than mine, and they smelled like perfume.

"Then she made me touch her pussy and I felt that it was soaking wet. She made me put my finger inside and it sank in all the way as far as I could push it.

"She started moaning then, grinding her box against my hand getting it all covered with wetness, and she started rubbing my cunt, making me get all wet too.

"I'd tried masturbating before, but it had never felt quite so good as when she was doing it. She tried to stick her finger in, but it hurt, so she stopped. Then she bent down and began to kiss my legs, and she told me to do the same. I did it.

"Pretty soon she had climbed on top of me, shoving her box against my face, and I didn't need her to tell me what to do. I licked it, just like she was doing to me, and I found that I really liked the taste of it once I got used to it.

"Well, she came and she nearly smothered me by mashing her cunt against my face, and then she rolled off. She could tell that I hadn't come yet. In fact, I'd never come in my life, up to that morning. She licked my cunt all over and rubbed it with her fingers, still trying to stick them inside, and then she started feeling around my ass, too.

"I came, finally, and it felt like-the whole world was exploding. I couldn't move for a long time, but she kept on licking my cunt, and then she made me do it to her again. All I could think of was how. good it had felt when I came, and, in fact, I never felt anything like it again until the first time Steve ate me out. But I didn't come again that morning; she made me lick and suck on her pussy until she got her rocks off once more, and then she called me a nasty child and told me to go home.

"She slapped me a couple of times while I was getting dressed, a slap or two across my face and once across my tits, which hurt like hell, and she said that if I told anyone about it she'd beat me up and have me thrown in jail for being a delinquent. I believed her, and, I was so ashamed that I wasn't about to tell anyone, anyway.

"I never spoke to her again. I stopped hanging around with Susie, and every time I saw Laura on the street I'd run away and hide. She didn't give me the necklace either."

Mindy stopped and took a deep breath, glad to get the story out at last. She had thought about it many times, often late at night when she would rub her cunt and try to remember how it had felt when Laura's smooth lips and tongue had been in her cunt, licking, sucking, and lapping. Now it was a relief to have told someone.

Dale had sat still throughout the story, sipping slowly on her drink, occasionally raising an eyebrow or nodding, but saying nothing. Now Dale let her hand rest on Mindy's knee as she said, "So you never tried it again after that. But did you want to?"

"Oh, yes," Mindy almost sobbed, "I wanted to more than anything. But I was scared."

"You don't have to be scared anymore." Dale slowly slid her hand to the hem of Mindy's skirt. "You realize that you got me all excited telling me that," she said. "Would you like to find out just how excited?"

Mindy nodded her head, and Dale picked up her hand and pushed it between her legs. "Feel how wet I am," Dale said, and Mindy touched the black silk panties that were damp and slippery where they pressed against her cunt. "And how about you? Are you wet?" Dale went on, and her hand slid under the skirt to Mindy's crotch. Mindy could feel the fingers rubbing back and forth over her cunt, and she wished that she had not worn the panties, flimsy though they were. "Yes, you're wet too," Dale announced, but then she removed her hand and stood up, forcing Mindy to lose contact with her cunt.

"Shall we do it here or in the bedroom?" Dale asked.

"In the bedroom, I think," Mindy replied.

Dale smiled. It was almost a leer. "I have a very nice necklace, if you'd like to see it. Or don't you want to act it out again?"

Mindy hesitated. It was a strong temptation to act like the little girl she had once been and let Dale take the part of Susie's mother, staging the whole scene once more. But she shook her head. "No, that's not necessary. I've relived it enough."

"Very well," Dale said, and she took her hand, pulled her to her feet, and led her into the bedroom.

"I'd like to see you undress," Dale said once they were inside the room. She sank into an armchair in the corner. "Kick off your shoes and stand on the bed so I can get a better look," she ordered.

Mindy complied. She slipped out of her high heels and climbed onto the bed, and then looked down at Dale to find out what she should do next.

"Take your clothes off now. Slowly," Dale said.

Mindy felt slightly embarrassed to be ordered about in that manner, but she did as she was told. She grabbed the bottom of her sweater and began to lift it over her head.

"Not so fast," Dale said. "Do it slowly, easily. I want to have time to enjoy it. And when you're finished I'll do the same for you."

Mindy lifted the sweater, more slowly now, and she could almost feel Dale's eyes on her as she lifted the sweater above hey breasts. She began to get the feel of it now, and she purposely made her breasts jiggle as she pulled the sweater over her head and off.

"You have nice tits. Very nice tits," Dale said.

"Thank you," Mindy murmured, and now she unhooked her skirt. Then the zipper, and now she eased it down over her hips and thighs. A moment later she had stepped out of it and stood almost naked, letting her breasts stand freely, watching - Dale look at the curve of her cunt.

"Do you like it so far?" Mindy asked.

"Yes, very ,much," Dale replied. "Now the panties."

Mindy decided to take her time. She wondered what Dale would say when she saw her shaved pussy, and she wondered if she would like it. Surely she would; her own pussy was shaved too.

Gently, very gently, Mindy slid her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and began to pull them down, an inch at a time. They were almost to where her pussy hair would be now, and she paused. She looked at Dale and saw her breathing heavily, while one hand caressed her own thigh halfway above the knee.

Mindy slid the panties lower, and now she bent down to obstruct Dale's view. She saw Dale lean for-ward to get a better look.

Mindy's cunt was exposed now, but she knew that Dale could not see it. She bent over even further and pulled the panties all the way down, stepping out of them, and then she straightened up suddenly.

Dale's eyes widened. She drew her breath in quickly. "You've shaved your cunt," she said almost in a whisper.

"Yes, I have," Mindy said. "Just the same as you. Steve told me about it. Do you like it?" She spread her legs apart to let Dale see her bare pussy better.

"Yes, I like it a lot. You have a very beautiful cunt. May I kiss it?"

"Yes, you may," she whispered.

Dale stood up and walked to the bed. Mindy moved to the edge and watched Dale come closer to her cunt, and in a moment she could feel Dale's warm breath as her head got closer and closer. And then her warm moist lips were on her cunt, and her tongue darted out, licking the very top, where the cunt lips met in her fleshy mound, while Dale's hands slipped around to her ass and nimbly patted and stroked her flesh. Mindy stepped back.

"It's your turn to undress now," she said. She climbed off the bed and sat in the chair while Dale climbed up.

She almost wished that Dale had more clothes on so that she could enjoy her taking them off longer. But Dale compensated for quantity with quality.

First Dale twirled around, making her short negligee flare out around. her hips, giving Mindy a glimpse of her black panties and the swell of the mound of her cunt underneath. Then, standing facing Mindy, she pulled the negligee tight against her tits, making the nipples show plainly through the sheer fabric.

She lifted the negligee with one hand, while with the other she pulled up the panties. The crotch of the panties was pulled tight into her cunt, letting the cunt lips peep out around it, and she turned around, letting Mindy see her bare ass, where the panties had disappeared into the crack.

Mindy wished that she could touch her now, but she made herself wait. There would be enough time later to touch and fondle Dale's naked ass, cunt and tits, and to suck and lick them too.

Dale let the negligee fall down over the panties, and then she began t- take them off. Mindy could see the black panties slipping down under the negligee, but though she looked as hard as she could she could not get a clear look at Dale's cunt. Still, she could see the white flesh of her crotch, untanned, and it looked all the more naked for being covered.

Dale took the panties off completely and tossed them across the room to Mindy. "Feel how wet they are," Dale said.

Mindy touched the crotch, soaking wet, and then sniffed it. It had a warm female smell, with a trace of sweet perfume, and Mindy touched it to her lips and kissed it gently. Then she let her tongue dart out to lick it, but was unable to get a good taste. She looked up to Dale's cunt hungrily.

Dale's cunt was covered by her hand under the negligee. Mindy could see the hand sawing back and forth in her cunt, and Dale's eyes were closed as she played with herself.

Mindy stood up. "Let me do it," she said.

Dale opened her eyes and shook her head. "No, wait. You'll get your chance."

"Then hurry up. You're getting me horny as hell."

"That's the general idea," Dale laughed, but she stopped rubbing her cunt and instead began to touch her tits, pinching the nipples through the fabric.

Mindy knew that she could stand no more. She lunged up onto the bed, nearly knocking Dale over, and with a quick swipe she tore the negligee off and bared Dale's naked body. Tossing the negligee on the floor, she pulled Dale down on the bed and buried her face in her cunt.

Holding Dale's legs far apart, she mashed her face against her smooth flesh. She licked it, tasting the fragrant fluid that oozed from the slit, and she shifted to let Dale get at her cunt too.

When she felt Dale's tongue penetrate she spread her thighs wide to give her room. Her toes grasped at both sides of the bed as she forced her legs to part as far as possible. Dale took advantage of her position, and Mindy could feel the flat of Dale's tongue lap-ping at her cunt from end to end, making her flesh tingle and swell.

Mindy remembered what Steve had said, and now she concentrated on the spots that gave Dale the most pleasure. She darted her tongue in and out of her mouth, making the tip of it just come in contact with the right side of Dale's clit. She spiced the tiny licks with quick turns of her tongue around the whole clit and then down into the wet slit of the cunt, where the flesh was pink, warm and tasty.

Dale was moaning as her tongue lapped at Mindy's cunt, long deep moans from her throat that made Mindy even more excited when she heard them.

Then Mindy realized that she was moaning too. The tickling feeling in her cunt was rising to overwhelm her whole body, forcing out the moans, beyond control. Suddenly she realized that Dale had stopped licking.

Mindy paused too, her mouth poised above Dale's cunt, and she awed, "What's the matter? Why are you stopping?"

Dale's words came out between her deep breaths. "I thought we were going too fast. Why don't we rest and relax? We'll enjoy it more."

Mindy could feel the aching of her cunt receding for the moment. "Okay, we'll rest. But just for a moment."

They sat up and Mindy switched around to be near Dale. The other woman rested her hand on her thigh while they talked.

Dale said, "Has anyone told you what will happen at the party next week? Happen to you and Steve, I mean."

"No, no one's said a word."

"Ah, they were going to surprise you. Well, there's no harm in letting you in on it. What's going to happen is that you'll be on the floor with all four of the men, all at once. You'll have to satisfy them one way or another."

Mindy was taken aback. "Do you mean satisfy them all at the same time? How? I only have one cunt."

"You have a mouth, don't you? Plus your hands and your ass. You can find a way."

"But ... but I've never had a guy come in my mouth. And no one's ever been into my ass, and if I have anything to say about it no one will."

"Well, I don't care for that myself," Dale said. "Carol does, though. When she was initiated she had every guy fuck her there, one after the other, and at the end she had a guy coming in her mouth, her cunt, and her ass, all at once. But as for coming in your mouth, it's nothing. You can't really taste it -- it just slides down your throat without you noticing. Try it with Steve sometime this week. He'll like it, anyway."

"He told me about that."

"I thought he might have." Dale took a deep breath and turned toward Mindy. "Well, are you ready to go to it again?"

"I've been ready the whole time. I was just waiting for you."

They began to make love again, but more easily and gently now. They kissed, and Mindy let Dale probe her mouth with her tongue and then returned the kiss. Dale's mouth was warm and soft, and her breath was sweet, although Mindy could taste a little of her own cunt juice around Dale's mouth. But she enjoyed the taste, and she knew that Dale was tasting her own juice too.

Dale's hand went to Mindy's tit and rubbed the nipple. Mindy did likewise, cupping the tit in her hand, weighing it, and pinching the nipple between her fingers. Dale's nipple was hard and rigid, yet still soft to the gentle touch, and Mindy wished she could go on kissing her and feeling her tits forever.

It was Dale who broke the deep kiss, but she immediately began kissing once again, this time on Mindy's breast. Mindy felt her tongue, smooth and wet, running in circles around her tit, occasionally dipping lower, almost to her belly.

They were both still sitting, but then Dale pulled Mindy down. They held each other's bodies close while they kissed and fondled breasts and bellies, necks and arms. Dale pushed her thigh through Mindy's and both rubbed the other woman's cunt.

Mindy could feel the wetness on her thigh where it touched Dale's pussy, as well as the growing wetness between her own legs, where Dale was rubbing vigorously.

It was Dale, again taking the lead, who first began to eat cunt, but Mindy followed shortly. Once again they licked and lapped, sucked and nibbled, tasting and enjoying each other's cunts.

And Dale moaned, louder and louder, while her hips thrashed and her cunt bucked and squirmed against Mindy's face. And Mindy, just as hot, was doing the same.

It was all over in a few minutes. They had come almost simultaneously, each one licking and being licked in a frenzy of passion. When at last they had finished and lay on the bed, panting and sweating, giving each other last kisses on the cunt, Mindy asked, "Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

Dale sighed and stroked Mindy's thigh. "You know I did," she said.

"Kiss me then," said Mindy. "Kiss me hard. I want to love you like this for a long time."

They kissed and their tongues met, mingling the saliva and juice from their cunts.