Chapter 5
The warming bourbon flowed lazily through Susan Mayer's bloodstream, and although she knew she was getting rather inebriated, she was grateful that some of the paralyzing guilt and shame about letting her young student fuck her was slowly fading from her. Still, her hand shook as she picked up the almostempty bottle, and she had to put it down before the dark liquor splashed over her sweater and skirt. Her stomach was still tied in knots despite the alcohol, as blurring, naked images of Tony's virile young cock fucking deep up into her shamelessly devouring little cunt continued to pass through her mind in a confusing parade.
God, how could she ever have been so foolish? The thirty-year-old teacher was feeling increasingly sorry for herself now as the whiskey loosened her reserve, and in self-pity she knew she possessed a frightening weakness within her cunt. She was now a woman en slaved to her pussy's desires, no longer the perfect lady, unblemished by sin or frailty, her aunt had described so often. After yesterday, Susan was painfully aware of the overwhelming power of her treacherous little cunt's sexual lusts, and nothing she felt could ever blot out those lewd sensations nor the obscene memories of the young boy's cock fucking deliciously up between her widespread thighs.
Just the recollection of the handsome teenager's cock was enough to send a little thrill of pleasure through her, makeing her nipples harden on the tips of her tits beneath her sweater. And what of the boy? Was he thinking of her now, wanting to fuck her as much as he had yesterday afternoon? Would the little boy tell any of his friends about fucking her? With a sudden fright, she recalled her own school days and all the stories she had heard about how the boys discussed their conquests, and with sinking heart she realized that she could not trust young Tony Miller's discretion. She'd have to see him alone on Monday and warn him not to talk!
No ... she didn't dare! It was obvious she couldn't control herself. If she was alone with the boy and the chance presented itself, she might just strip her panties off for him again, and that would be the utter ruin of her! God, she'd have to stay away from him and pray that if he bragged about fucking her, nobody would believe him. If she didn't know better, she would not have believed herself capable of lying sluttishly back on a bed and opening her legs for him, so why should anybody else believe an absurd rumor? Ohhh, why couldn't she have wanted a man to fuck her yesterday instead of a young boy? Then she could just let it happen if she lost her self-control again. As it was, she thought mournfully, all she could allow herself were obscene, lurid memories to drive her mad as she returned to her dependence upon finger-fucking herself to cumming....
There was a sudden fight knocking on the front door, startling the redheaded teacher from her thoughts and almost making her drop her bottle of whiskey. "Who ... who is it?" she called out in a slightly slurred, thick tone.
"Susan?" a cheerful, girlish voice came through the wood. "It's me, Mitzy Stotski! I'm home alone today, and sort of lonely. If you're not busy, I thought I'd come in and chat awhile?"
Susan's first impulse was to tell her fellow teacher's wife to come back later. She was drunk and miserable and in no condition to be with anybody. But then after a second's reflection, she changed her mind.
"C-coming, Mitzy," she called back, stumbling slightly as she headed for the door. Mitzy had been one of her first "girl friends" when Susan had moved in, coming over the same day she'd rented the apartment from her earlier in the week. Susan had found her exceptionally open and shocking with her language, one who made no secret of her enjoyment of sex and her loneliness when her husband was working. In spite of their respective differences in moral outlook, Susan liked Mitzy's refreshing, intriguing ways. Mitzy was a woman she could talk to, if nothing else ... and Susan was suddenly struck with the desire to talk.
Oh, certainly not concerning her being fucked by little Tony Miller! God no, not that! But she certainly could use a pleasant chat to take her mind off her troubles and the bourbon whiskey. Yes, a nice chat as if nothing was the matter....
Without considering whether she was sober enough to pretend she was all right, the redhead opened the door and greeted her neighbor. "It's good to see you. Come in."
"Don't mind if I do," Mitzy replied jovially. 'I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"Oh, no, nothing. I was just sitting around, trying to get up the energy to do the house."
"With the help of a bottle," Mitzy teased. "The one on the table there."
"Oh, well, I ... I felt cold this morning," Susan stammered, blushing with embarrassment. "I thought rd perk up my coffee with another drink. Would you like some?"
"I'll just take it straight in a glass, if it's all the same. It's safer that way." Mitzy sat down on the couch while Susan fetched a glass from the kitchen. "But don't apologize for it, dearie," she said as Susan sat down beside her and poured a drink. "I like a pick-me-up in the morning to stir the tired blood. Whatever the weather, today's Saturday, and that's all the excuse I need. Well, cheers!"
Susan smiled nervously as Mitzy toasted her, and she drank lightly from her cup of heavily liquored coffee. Mitzy leaned over her to get a cigarette from her purse, and her huge, soft tits pressed with deliberate provocation against the redhead's shoulder. Then she straightened and searched for a match with a sensuous motion of her hips and legs, the thin, shift-like housedress she was wearing rising along her naked white thighs.
"I'm so glad you were home, Susan," she purred throatily, smiling at the red-haired teacher. "It's so much better than sitting around all alone, isn't it?"
"Y-yes," Susan replied. Unconsciously, she raised her drink again. It was better, she had to admit. It hadn't been good for her to sit and brood the way she'd been doing, becoming more depressed by the minute. "Yes, it certainly is, Mitzy...."
The two young women chatted for almost an hour about silly, unimportant things like sewing and cooking and the new fall television shows. Mitzy was witty and could converse on a dozen different subjects, and even her naughty, risque jokes weren't offensive to Susan, but set her laughing delightedly. Then, after Andy Stotski's lascivious wife judged that the time was ripe and Susan's guard was down, she began to move in for the Mil....
"I could use another refill," she said, and picked up the almost-empty whiskey bottle. "There's just enough for a drink apiece."
"No, no more for me, thank you. I better not."
"Well, I'd say you could use another. If you don't mind me being nosey, dearie, your story about being chilly this morning wasn't very convincing. Like they say on those lousy soap operas, you're drowning your sorrows ... and doing a damned poor job of it, too."
Susan tried to deny the fact that her neighbor had hit the nail on the head, but the words wouldn't pass by her suddenly quivering lips. She sat holding her drink clasped tightly to her belly, her eyes round and moistening with involuntary tears as all her shame and guilt from letting one of her young students fuck her silly came flooding back into her whiskey-weakened mind. God, how could she he to Mitzy when it was obviously plainly written on her face? And yet-how could she ever tell the truth?
"Oh my, now I've upset you, dearie," Mitzy said, catching Susan's arm in a display of sympathetic concern. "You want to tell me what's bothering you?"
Susan shook her head convulsively, shuddering slightly beneath her clothes. "N-no ... I can't," she blurted in a small whisper. "I can't...."
"Well, you should, you know," Mitzy urged. "If s not good, keeping your hurt bottled up inside you like this. It only makes it worse in the long run."
Susan felt tears brim in her eyes and trickle down over her cheeks. She didn't want to cry but she was unable to stop herself; she felt so miserable and indecisive at that moment that the warm liquid drops were something of a defense mechanism to momentarily flood out her terrible guilt. Dimly, she was aware of movement beside her and her neighbor's arm softly slid around her shoulder, and she could hazily feel the other woman tenderly stroking the silken strands of her long red hair.
"There, there," she heard a softly soothing whisper in her ear. "There, there, it can't be as bad as all that...."
"Ohhh, it is," she moaned uncontrollably. "If s so bad. Mitzy, I'm so miserable!"
"Tell me about it, dearie-don't be afraid. It'll be just between us two, I promise ... and if I can help you in any way...."
Perhaps it was Mitzy's tenderly reassuring words or perhaps it was because her own torment was simply too great to bear and the alcohol she'd consumed had loosened her natural reluctance, but whatever it was, the redheaded teacher's tortured mind suddenly did want to confess. And with an overwhelming surge, she broke down and told her salacious blond neighbor in sobbing, broken words about the cunt-bursting fucking she had received the previous afternoon from young Tony Miller. She left out nothing, for once the dam of her sorrow had been broken, she was incapable of leaving any of the unspeakable sins unsaid. Then when she was finished, she lowered her head and continued to cry in wretched helplessness.
Mitzy Stotski stroked Susan's brilliant red hair lightly and a small lewd smile curved along her beautiful face. Christ, she thought, she's really had a bitch of a time. Perfect ... perfect ... I'll be licking her hot little pussy crazy in no time....
"Dearie...." she said soothingly, "so you let the little boy screw you. So what? What the helL He enjoyed it and so did you. Sex is natural."
"But what I like doing isn't natural," Susan moaned disconsolately. "It's ugly and perverted."
"Dearie, it's about time you learned that you're far from being alone in your desire. Most women enjoy strong, eager young boys fucking them when they get the chance. Why, I crave them myself, in fact"
"You ... you do?" Susan sucked in her breath from the shock of hearing Mitzy's obscene revelation. She couldn't believe her ears!
"I love them fucking me," Mitzy nodded with lewd blatancy, "with their hot little cocks spewing cum deep up inside my cunt" She leaned back against the back of the couch and stretched out her legs, beginning to rub her thighs and belly with the palms of her hands. She stroked all around her softly swelling pussy area, moaning slightly as if aroused by her lascivious conversation.
"Ohhh, Susan, sometimes when Andy isn't around, I nearly go out of my mind wanting a handsome little boy to come over and fuck me. My pussy gets so hot and mushy that I think ifs going to burn a hole in my panties." She grinned lewdly at the horrified woman next to her. "Sometimes I even walk around without my panties on at all! Without anything on just so that the air will cool off the fire in my pussy."
"Naked? You walk around the house naked?" Susan took a heavy swallow of bourbon, the brazen confessions forging new and lewd images in her mind. Her heart began to pound faster beneath her tits and she felt her pussy clench inward up between her legs from the way her neighbor was so talking about young boys fucking her and getting naked.
"And ... and I do other things, too," the curvaceous vixen said. She inched closer, as if the very walls had ears, and put her arm around the breathlessly listening redhead again. "I have to, or ... or I'd go mad!"
Before Susan realized what she was saying, she asked, "What kind of other things?"
Mitzy tried to blush, an almost impossible task for the seductive temptress.
"Without a man around, what else is there? I mean, besides fingering your own pussy, of course. That's what I do when I'm all alone and get hot to cum. I he down on the couch with my pussy and tits naked, spread my legs wide and finger-fuck my cunt until it explodes all over my fingers."
"Mitzy...." Susan moaned. "Oh God, Mitzy...."
She knew that she shouldn't have had the last drink of bourbon. Her mind was becoming oddly distorted as she remembered young Tony Miller fucking her
... and then she thought of other mornings when the build-up of her passions had been too great and she'd lain naked on her bed and finger-fucked her own pussy to cumming like Mitzy was admitting to having done to herself! She felt she should stop this perverted talking before it got any worse; but the alcohol and Mitzy's lewd confessions on top of her own were all too much counteract! She could feel wicked, unwanted churnings of sexual excitement begin to flow more heatedly up through her cunt, and tiny prickles of involuntarily rising passion began to stir hotly through her huge, billowy tits.
"But ohh, Susan ... dearie, I get so excited ... Mitzy continued breathlessly. "I ... I don't think I can stand it, not without Andy here to fuck me...."
The naive teacher's eyes bulged even wider as she glanced over at the other woman, for now Mitzy Stotski had raised her dress yet higher, bunching it around her slender waist-and God! The older woman wasn't wearing any panties! She was naked from the waist down and she was spreading her legs still wider until Susan could see all of her blondly furred pussy mound! And then, then, the lewdly splayed woman wormed a finger deep up into her hotly juicing cunt!
Susan was struck speechless. Never before had she been a partner to such abandoned immodesty! She'd seen other girls' naked titties and cunt hairs naturally; had taken showers and had taught gym classes as a substitute gym teacher with no thought that their and her naked pussies were on display. But there had been good taste about it, and not a flaunting of nude cunts with overtones of sexual desire so openly apparent as now. She had always been ashamed of finger-fucking herself to believe the wicked hunger of her sexual drives and never had the thought occurred to her to use any other stimulation, such as looking at those lewd magazines and things. But here was her neighbor, her girl friend, shamelessly admitting dreaming of little boys fucking her while she fingerfucked herself to cumming!
"God, all I can think about is my hot pussy being fucked," the lascivious Mitzy Stotski moaned. She parted her slim white thighs and ground her fully exposed ass cheeks down on the couch, one hand moving up and down with slow encircling of the lovely blond curls and pinkly swollen lips of her cunt, while her other hand still rested around Susan's shoulder, preventing her from leaving the couch. "Fucked and licked-oooooh!"
Susan swallowed hard, her throat dry and her stomach feeling as though it was filled with butterflies, and she managed to stammer, "N-no, Mitzy ... you mustn't ... Oh God, you mustn't...."
"Mmm," Mitzy mewled uncontrollably. "But it feels so good...."
Andy Stotski's wife revolved her fingers faster and faster in the lust-moistened curls of her openly splayed pussy, her legs bent slightly to allow her hand greater access up between them as she hungrily massaged her hot little cunt slit. Her tender flesh grew flushed and wetter with excitement, and she breathed harder and harder, her huge tits rising and falling rapidly. She leaned her head against Susan's rigid shoulder and clenched her teeth tighter together. "Ohhh," she sighed through her closed mouth. "Uhhhmmmmmmmm...."
"Stop it," Susan pleaded. "Please ... please stop it!"
"Why? I'm only doing what I enjoy. We're friends, after all. We understand each other, and we both know we finger-fuck our pussies when we can't have a young boy to fuck it for us."
Her hotly glistening, finger-filled cunt was invitingly exposed to Susan's astonished view, and the shocked teacher could now even smell its perfumed female secretions. As much as she wanted Mitzy to stop, she was finding a strange attraction for the blond woman's softly curling pussy hairs and the smoothly grinding motion of her lewdly insinuating fingers. With a helpless, sinking sensation, Susan realized that her own hips were beginning to unconsciously undulate on the couch, and that her own tits and cunt were actually starting to throb with response to the immoral teasing beside her.
Mitzy saw her girl friend's weakening control, and with a sureness born of experience and cunning, she knew the time was ripe for her next move. She dropped her hand from the redheaded teacher's shoulder and gently caressed her friend's huge left tit, feeling her tense in momentary shock and try to pull away. But she could feel the nipple stiffen and swell under her massaging and tweaking fingers, and she gloated as she heard Susan's low mewl of surrender as the redhead slowly yielded to the torturous teasing and relaxed against her arm.
Although her mind was dazed by the amount of bourbon she'd consumed, Susan knew she had to make her neighbor leave that instant to keep from spreading her legs and fingering her own pussy. Yet her eyes stayed glued to her neighbor's rapidly driving fingers sliding in and out of the tight, pink hole of her wide-opened cunt, and she squirmed down tightly against the couch, feeling lewd, licking little flames of desire clutch at her own unconsciously moistening pussy.
She could not resist Mitzy's hand moving hotly beneath her turtleneck sweater and easing up the thin brassiere to cup the softness of her firm, full tits and trap the tiny, bared nipples gently between thumb and forefinger. She felt an aching hunger spread inside her from her tightly resisting belly up to her passion-hardened breasts and she labored hard, pressing the sensuously swelling lips of her pussy down against the cushion to try and put out the fire that was beginning to burn there. Mitzy's hand massaging her tits under her brassiere thrilled her as much as frightened her, and though she tried with all her might to pull the fingers away, her own hand would not obey her mind's command. It moved only as far as Mitzy's hand and then fell back, uncontrolled, into her lap.
Her eyes glazed as she looked down at the three fingers that were now fucking freely and smoothly up into the other woman's hungry, wet little pussy hole. She could hear the soft, lewd sucking sounds as they slipped in and out, and the purrings of abandoned delight that were coming from Mitzy Stotski's lips, and she bit her own lower hp tightly to keep back her own cry of frustration. Her body was beginning to perspire in the warm, closed room, and Susan could feel that her forehead was covered with tiny beads of moisture. A trickle of sweat ran slowly between her excitedly heaving tits down past her navel and over her belly into her pussy hairs below, its soft teasing trail causing her to twist downward again, the edge of the couch cushion forcing the secretion-soaked cuntband of her panties deeper up into the passion-engorged vagina, and she could feel tiny throbs of lewd desire pulsing in the hotly erected bud of her clitoris. Another trickle of warm wetness ran down the deep valley between her full ripe tits as Mitzy was kneading them, her hands teasing over the tautened nipples and her finger nipping them sharply, causing Susan to jump nervously each time she did it.
Mitzy Stotski turned and slowly moved her lewdly roving hand down from her neighbor's tits to her bared knee, sliding it upwards toward the fullness of her thighs.
Susan froze momentarily from the unexpected contact crawling insect-like over her sensitive flesh, and then the older woman was pushing up the hem of her skirt before she was able to react. In a blurred alcoholic daze, Susan grasped her wrist tightly, but it did not stop the blond, who was still able to move about freely, teasing her friend's cunt hairs and lower belly mercilessly through the thin material of her white nylon panties. Susan pressed her ass cheeks harder down against the cushion, and she could feel the warm wetness of the soft cheeks of her ass as her friend's finger worked more firmly against her pussy mound. Indecision arose again in her whiskey-fogged mind but the pleasureable sensations of her friend's lewdly moving fingers rationalized away the danger. It felt wickedly good ... only the pleasure and no danger ... and she closed her eyes tightly for a moment, resigning herself to the delicious feelings of excitement coursing through her body. It was almost as though Mitzy was touching her naked pussy, but still she felt she was safe. Mitzy could not get beneath her skirt without forcing her, and Susan didn't think her neigh bor would try that. Surely she would go no further ... but suddenly she gasped in surprise!
Mitzy had removed her hand from her lap and was moving it gradually under her ass cheeks from the side. Her fingers searched obscenely in the deep, hidden crevice between her buttocks, mercilessly teasing at the moist little pucker of her asshole through her thin skirt and panties. Susan squirmed slightly away as Mitzy's middle finger began a gently stroking motion, pushing the folds of her skirt moistly up into the warm, throbbing slit up between her softly trembling legs. A gush of shame washed over the red-haired teacher as sudden waves of indecent pleasure overcame her desire to resist. Mitzy Stotski, sensing her girl friend's tacit surrender, became bolder and softly slid the skirt up the backs of her thighs so that she could penetrate the hotly trembling softness underneath. Susan could already feel the light, tickling sensation of the material sliding from between her thighs and the cushion....
"No...." she breathed thickly. "No, you mustn't, Mitzy. We're two women! It ... it isn't right."
"Pleasure is the only thing that's right," Mitzy replied huskily. "The rest is just bullshit." She wasn't about to stop, especially because of the ever-weakening pleas from the woman whose cunt she planned to lewdly suck and lick in every way she could. Her one hand beat an ever-increasing tempo against her own obscenely spread vagina, while her other hand inceased its stroking probe of the panties between her younger neighbor's unconsciously spreading thighs. "You like what I'm doing. I know you do. Your cunt's so hot right now that it's all wet and slicky with the need to be fucked!"
Susan's breath caught in her throat and her denials of the truth came out as helplessly mewling sighs. She could feel her skirt rising faster now, though it was still not visibly apparent to her gaze. She inadvertently lifted as a fingernail scratched the softness of her gently quivering inner thigh, and her skirt slid upward more rapidly, hooked as it was to Mitzy's middle finger. Suddenly she gasped aloud. There was no more skirt! Mitzy's hand covered all of the tight, wet cuntband of her panties and was snaking up under the elastic legband and worming between the moist, hot lips of her pussy. She squirmed against it, holding her breath as desire ran away with her mind. Her whole body quivered until her helplessly impaled vagina became accustomed to the lewdly invading finger worming up into the warm, wet softness of its tender walls. She could feel its hotly seeping moisture covering the palm of the hand beneath her ass cheeks as it ground imperceptibly up into the tight little hole between her thighs.
Susan was almost out of her mind, wildly thinking she couldn't stand this maddening teasing of her nakedly vulnerable pussy another moment! She was ready to do anything Mitzy wanted her to do in order to quench the fire raging through her tightly contracting cunt walls. The sight of her blond neighbor fingerfucking herself beside her with her thighs spread lewdly wide upon the couch, and her middle finger fucking up into her own hotly seeping cunt without mercy were just too much!
"I thought so," she heard the other woman whisper throatily. "You do like me fingerfucking your cunt. I can tell it by the way your hot little pussy is twitching.
Just the same way it twitches when you're finger-fucking yourself, right?"
Susan's face grew a bright red. Ifs true, she thought tormentedly. Then she jerked forward slightly as Mitzy's middle finger wormed further up inside the tight elastic opening of her cunt, feeling wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbing through her. Ohhh, God, yes ... ifs too true ... She ground her hotly flooding pussy involuntarily back against the lewdly probing finger imprisoned licentiously up inside it as Mitzy began a gentle rocking motion .to which her own body responded in time.
Mitzy smiled triumphantly to herself and kissed Susan's ear tenderly. She sensed that from now on she could do anything she wanted to, and she vowed that she'd make her neighbor's coppery-fuzzed little pussy so sticky wet and hot to fuck that she'd offer no resistance to her husband, Andy, when he finally joined them. "You've got big, beautiful tits," she whispered. "Let's get naked...."
"Oh God, I can't," Susan panted between desireclenched teeth. "We ... we mustn't go any further. Ohhh, we mustn't!"
"Yes, we must. We want to, Susan, that's why. Here, I'll undress you. I'd like to do that to you...."
The lewdly enticing words strangely excited the younger woman and she knew she wasn't able to fight against the other woman's forbidden actions. Already her body had betrayed her, for she couldn't stop the grinding of her wetly split pussy walls against the finger-fucking lewdly up between them, and she could only groan in surrender as Mitzy Stotski gently pushed her down on her back upon the wide, soft couch. Her uncontrollably aroused loins undulated in tiny circles and arched upwards from her panty-covered cunt as she felt a sudden desperate yearning for more of the wickedly exciting sensations.
"No ... oh, no...." Susan groaned in a final attempt at protest, but it was too late. The blond was standing beside her, stripping off her own thin housedress, and Susan saw that the brazen older woman was without a brassiere as well as panties! The sheer decadence and daring of such indecency only added to the thrilling abandonment of the moment, and she moaned as her eyes once more feasted on the moist, silken-haired curls of Mitzy's nakedly exposed pussy. The unwanted moisture of hunger formed in her mouth as she allowed her gaze to rest upon the woman's voluptuously rounded tits and their pink, rock-hard nipples. She made no protest as the woman came to her again and sat down beside her on the cushion, but was only able to moan and squirm in shameless, uncontrollable response when she heard Mitzy's softly coaxing voice in her ear.
"Now you, dearie. Oh, now well make your beautiful young tits and pussy naked too..
Susan was desperately aware of Mitzy Stotski's hands snaking swiftly around her body and raising her sweater to her neck. She could feel the cool rush of air against her skin as it was pulled from her shoulders and dropped in a soft heap to the floor. The snaps of her brassiere came next, and she heard a faint sigh of lusty appreciation from Mitzy as the flimsy cloth landed on the sweater and her huge white tits were bared entirely. Then her neighbor leaned over her, and with one swift downward jerk opened the zipper of her skirt to the top of her buttocks. Fingers hooked in the tight elastic waistband of her white nylon pan ties and slowly pulled them down over the softness of her full rounded ass cheeks, gathering them with her skirt and letting them drop in the small, skimpy pile of her other clothing.
There was nothing left. Susan lay before the other woman stripped completely naked, and she felt close to fainting as Mitzy's lips pressed warmly into the naked flesh of her belly. The sudden wet contact sent a chill racing the length of her spine, and she lay frozen to the couch, her surrender complete as she watched the woman's wet, pink tongue slowly circle her navel in perverse preparation for the lewd ravishment of her whole naked body that she knew was soon to take place.
"I'm going to lick your hot little cunt and make you cum, Susan," Mitzy whispered seductively, crawling onto the couch between the soft white flesh of her trembling thighs. The moist, pink slit of her nakedly spread cunt lips was presented up to the woman's hungrily leering face in helpless sacrifice. "I'm going to tongue-fuck you and make you cum like you've never even dreamed of cumming before...."
Mitzy slowly placed her palms flat against the insides of die young redhead's legs as her thumbs rested on the soft, fleshy folds of her flaming, red-haired pussy. Then, with a slow, torturing outward movement, she drew the helplessly spread teacher's softly glistening cunt lips apart to expose the moistly cringing little hole of it to the mercy of her gaze. She watched it greedily for a moment, and then with a groan of savage desire, she dropped her head and snaked the full length of her tongue up into the warmly throbbing walls of the flaming red cunt.
"Oh God, nooo! Don't do that to meeee!" Susan cried out. "Not that! Don't, don't lick me there! Nooooo!" Her head was up off the cushion, watching down between her huge naked tits in horrified disbelief as Mitzy's head rocked in lewd delight down between her wide-splayed legs below. A soul-searing moan escaped from deep inside the tormented teacher's chest, her naked ass grinding desperately down upon the cushions as she tried to escape the cunt-splitting assault
"Oh, please, Mitzy, please don't...." she whimpered, trying hopelessly to screw her ass back down from the hotly flicking tongue that licked without mercy at the tightly clenched little hole up between her thighs. Mitzy's only answer was a lewd, cunt-hair muffled giggle from her wet lips and a further fuck of her tongue up into the tight, fleshy mouth of her cunt sending tiny goose bumps rippling across Susan's softly quivering belly and full, heaving tits. Oh God, Susan thought, her nakedly spread pussy was being denied in a way she'd never dreamed possible in her most wicked imagination! Great tears of shame welled in her eyes as she listened to the lewd, sucking sounds her voluptuous blond neighbor was making down there between her wide-stretched legs. Yet, in spite of her shame and revulsion, her naked ass jerked back upward involuntarily as spasms of delicious, tit-hardening sensations coursed through her raw nerve endings.
"Oh no! No, it can't be! Oh God, noooo...." The cruel realization slowly came to her that her treacherous little cunt was rapidly beginning to desert her. The impact brought further cries of horror not only at the thought of the obscene lesbian act she was committing with another woman; but at the more frightening and humiliating thought that her treacherous cunt was actually enjoying it! She clenched her teeth tightly together and fought with all her will against the tiny, licking little sparks of desire that threatened to burst into sudden uncontrollable flame and devour her in helplessness. But it was a losing battle as Mitzy Stotski mewled and licked ceaselessly at her nakedly thrashing pussy hole down below.
"It can't be ... it can't be happening...." she groaned to herself in undisguised humiliation, her head flailing tormentedly from side to side as the blond-haired woman's tongue continued to spear hotly in and out of the involuntarily dilating lips of her shamelessly flooding cunt. Yet the tiny wisps of forbidden pleasure were growing ever stronger as the wide-stretched tightness of her throbbing cunt was hungrily consumed and, uncontrollably, she screwed her ass around in small grinding circles so she could feel ah of the wicked, sensual rape of her helplessly stimulated flesh, shuddering with delight as the lewdly slaving woman taunted the tiny wet nub of her clitoris and gently sucked it up into her mouth. Ohhh ... she had never known anything in the world like these sensations. They were so different, so wickedly overwhelming ... She moaned in utter defeat, curling her hands tightly into her neighbor's hair, for suddenly there was nothing else in her world except the wickedly lashing tongue that was licking so beautifully at her passion-excited vagina. Forgotten was the horror that it was a woman who was doing it to her, forgotten now were her shame and humiliation. All that mattered to her now were the wild, riveting shafts of pleasure that were piercing through her flesh like tiny prickling needles of fire.
Mitzy Stotski sensed her neighbor's submissive sur render, and with a salacious little grin, she fucked her! pink, wet tongue deeper up into the quivering hot sheath of her now hungrily welcoming-young cunt. She could feel the soft, red pussy hairs grazing tanta! lizingly against the tip of her nose and the sides of her! cheeks as Susan ground her openly spread cunt in a slow, lewd undulating rhythm up against her mouth. She was hers now, the older woman gloated as she excitedly watched the uncontrollable, lewd contortions of the teacher's unbearably pleasure-filled body. The little blonde bitch was hers ... and her husband's!
Susan squirmed and bucked under the maddening torture of her girl friend's wildly flicking tongue and lewdly sucking lips until she thought her heart would pound up out of her chest. She raised up off the couch again, locking her hands tightly behind Mitzy's head so she could pull the woman's wetly punishing tongue deeper up into her hotly sucking cunt. Between her thighs was one mass of burning wet sensitivity, growing more and more intense with every passing ; second, spiraling up to a pinnacle that would soon explode in gigantic rolling waves of pussy-bursting pleasure.
"Ohhhh, yesss ... Susan moaned in ecstatic delight.
"Oh, Mitzy, you make me feel so gooooddd. Yes, yes, suck my cunt ... suck my cunt until I cummmmmm!"
Her hotly throbbing pussy flowered open wider and wider and her cunt-juices flowed wetter and wetter with each further second that Mitzy's tongue fucked up between her long, wide-stretched legs. The liquid! of her lewd excitement ran in warm trickles down the side of her neighbor's mouth pressed tightly up into the softness of her pussy, then down the inside of her smoothly gripping thighs into the wide-split crevice of her obscenely jerking ass cheeks. Susan was so enveloped in the lewd, cunt-bursting sensations of the wild tongue-fucking she was receiving that she never heard the front door open and an expectantly grinning Andy Stotski enter....