Chapter 2
John tightened the knot of his tie against his collar. He checked himself carefully in the minor, insuring his own ego that he presented the proper appearance for a young, upcoming attorney.
He turned toward the bed as he slipped on his suit coat. "The TV repair man will be here about ten. Now, be sure that he sees how badly the color is messed up.
Susan leaned against the headboard. She let the sheet slide down just the tiniest bit, allowing a hint of her dark nipples to show, testing the effect it would have on him. She could have guessed the answer without even bothering to try anything.
He bent over, kissed her lightly on the forehead and said "I'll see you this evening."
She sat with her eyes closed, hardly aware that be had gone. The old aches from last night were still there, bubbling just below the surface. They were ready to explode without warning. Susan sometimes wondered what would happen if she ever really did break loose.
She hopped from the bed and stood before the full length mirror. It was still one hell of a body, she told herself. There wasn't anything there for a twenty-nine-year-old woman to be ashamed of, that was for sure.
The black hair swung freely to her white shoulders, framing a face that was a vision of loveliness in itself. Her legs; long, slender, and firmly muscled, flowed into rounded, firmly curved hips that dipped sharply into a narrow, flat waistline. Below that was the hair, thick and full, that covered her pussy.
Her tits were full and firm, ripe melons that jutted high and proud on her chest, each capped by a large, dark, highly sensitive nipple that ached to be sucked. Her tits were heavily marbled with faint blue veins that disappeared in the rich darkness of her nipple.
No, she told herself, it can't be the body that doesn't turn John on. Any man should be happy to find himself in bed with a body like this.
She settled back down on the bed, dangling her tiny feet over the edge. No, she thought, it's certainly not the body that is the problem. Others had found it very attractive, even when she had been much younge.
She closed her eyes and saw Ben plainly in her mind. So handsome, she had thought. And the star of the football team, too It had been such a surprise that the hot shot senior had even known the shy freshman existed, much less had asked her for a date. How could any girl refuse?
The next surprise had come when he had casually unbuttoned her blouse at the drive-in, his hand slipping under her bra to fondle her still budding tits. The fiery wave that suddenly rushed through her body at that moment had stolen all of her willpower!
She helped him slip off her panties and thought for a moment she would die when his strong hand covered her cunt, his thick finger pushing her pussy lips apart and rubbing up and down her cunt slit. She couldn't keep her ass still on the car seat as he massaged her pussy gash and she grew wetter with each stroke of his hand.
His cock was free of his pants and Ben guided her head toward it with surprising gentleness. She kissed his cock head and let her tongue slip between her lips to bathe his prick knob with her saliva.
She had shocked herself that night, never having done any such thing before. Later, she had decided that perhaps her one special gift was being a cock sucker, because she most certainly was a natural at it.
Her lips parted and she placed them around the top portion of his prick-knob and slowly sucked his cock head inside her mouth, her tongue working ceaselessly as she licked his quivering cock head, probing with her tongue into his tiny opening, squeezing from it her first taste of pre-cum. She
rolled the drops around in her mouth, pleasantly amazed at the strange, salty-sweetness of his juice, before she swallowed eagerly, her cunt sending her signals that it wanted some of him, too.
She licked his cock head thoroughly, her tongue stroking around the underside where the shaft and knob joined together. She heard Ben moan softly before he moved his head closer to her, freed her tits from the confines of her bra and drew her nipples into his mouth, sucking them as though he were a baby in his mother's arms.
Susan bobbed her head lower, gulping more of his hard prick shaft into her mouth. She supposed, in her ignorance, that she was obliged in some manner to cram his entire prick into her mouth, never imagining that it was, for most women, a rather difficult feat.
She slid his cock in and out of her mouth, slipping lower and lower on his stalk each time her head went down. His hips thrust upward, driving his prick deeper into her mouth, her lips pressed tightly against his hot flesh, sucking at his cock shaft as it stroked in and out of her mouth, her lips tingling against his root.
She had, of course, heard the girls talking about going down on a guy, sucking his cock or giving him a blow job. It seemed strange to Susan that it was something her friends had turned their noses up at as something not to be done. It seemed like something terrific to her and she was enjoying every minute of it as he fucked her in the mouth, his cock-knob plunging into her throat, filling her mouth with his hot prick. Her cheeks drew inward as she sucked his long prick, keenly aware of the heat that his cock gave off inside her mouth.
She had never had such a sensation in her tits before. They seemed so alive, so burning with fire as he sucked on them, his tongue lapping at her nipples their tiny tips jutting outward like hard, little fingers, smoldering with the heat of her desire.
Susan sensed the dampness in her pussy as it filled itself with her honeyed cunt juices, spilling out and dripping onto her leg, wet and sticky, gleaming brightly in the faint light.
She had never known such emotions in her loins before. They seemed to fill her from the inside and make her suck faster and harder on the prick that filled her mouth with such tasty delight.
She bobbed her head faster and faster as Ben thrust his hips at her face, plunging his cock in and out of her throat. She felt his cock was growing inside her mouth, expanding, thickening, stuffing her mouth with more prick than she could handle.
Her nipples slipped from his mouth and he groaned as she worked on his prick, moaning as the waves of pleasure swarmed over his body.
"Oooohhh, Jesus! I'm coming!" He meant it as a warning to her, but she neither understood nor cared.
His ass flew upward from the car seat and he blew his wad into the depths of her throat, creaming her mouth with his hot cum. Susan didn't know what else to do but swallow as she gulped as rapidly as she could to keep up with the river of jism that sprayed from his pulsating cock.
Ben squirted wad after wad of thick, white spunk down her throat and she ate every drop of it, her body alive and tingling as she felt it slosh around in her mouth and slide down her throat, warming her body as it flowed down into her belly. When he stopped firing, she carefully licked his prick clean, sucking up the remains of his cum with her lips, playing his cock with her tongue, folding and curling it around his thick prick shaft, feeling it soften even as she licked.
She liked it even better the following Saturday night when Ben had pulled her over onto his lap, his mouth seizing her stiff nipples as he positioned her over the head of his ramrod prick head and slowly lowered her body onto his.
She jerked at the first touch of his hot cock-knob against the opening of her creamy cunt slot. His cock head penetrated her pussy and she nearly fainted with joy right there on the spot.
His fat cock-knob pushed open her pussy and she felt herself descending on his long prick shaft, filling her cunt with his fiery cock the same way he had filled her mouth.
Susan slid lower and lower until her pussy swallowed all of his prick, their bodies meeting at the groin, his cock embedded in her cunt. She nearly drowned his prick in her cunt juices, pouring her cream around his stalk, filling her pussy tunnel with her sticky honey.
With the slightest pressure from his hands, she knew what to do next. Ben mouthed her tits and nipples as she rose and fell on his prick, sliding upwards until nothing more than his fat cock-knob lay hidden in her pussy. And then plunging downward, dropping her body down his prick shaft until he was driven up to his hilt in her burning pussy.
The world seemed to spin around her and she feared she was losing touch with reality. Up and down she rode on his prick. His hips moved with her, plunging his cock shaft in and out, stroking her pussy with its fatness. She clung to his cock with her cunt lips, thrilling as his prick rubbed across them, slashing its way through her foamy cunt tunnel and sending a shower of sparks shooting off from her hungry cut.
His mouth was never still on her tits. Her nipples were so hard and swollen she was afraid they would burst from her body. Her nipple tips so stiff they reminded her of new erasers on the ends of pencils.
Faster and faster they bucked together, his cock plowing upwards into her cunt, her juices surrounding his prick shaft, making it slippery and wet as it drove through her pussy, every stroke a searing red-hot poker that lit new fires inside her cunt.
Susan's body rose and fell on his cream covered prick shaft, her pussy lips clinging to his shaft, nursing every fiery touch from his steel cock as she rode it. The fires of flame leaped upward from her pussy, consuming her belly in a white-hot fire that seemed to devour her cunt.
Up and down, faster and harder, she drove herself on his thrusting prick, her cunt impaled on his long, hard cock. It grew inside her pussy, as he groaned his tormented pleasures, his mouth hot against her swollen nipples.
His bomb burst in a fire-filled stream of hot jism that flooded her pussy, spraying her cunt walls and' pouring around his twitching, throbbing prick, draining from her pussy to wet her pussy lips and drip stickily onto her thighs as she forced her cunt down against his body, driving his prick deep into her cunt, creamy and sweet with the mixture of cum and cunt juice, while he ground her body harder and harder against his loins.
The heat of his jism skyrocketed her loins over the peak and her cunt shot a series of rapid-fire blue lightening bolts raging through her pussy. Her flesh quivered and trembled at the impact of the orgasm that pounded through her sweet mint making her body shiver at the cold chill that raced through it followed by the searing heat that shattered her nerves, Darkness swirled through her brain and her pussy was seized by involuntary muscle spasms, causing it to clutch his throbbing cock shaft, holding his prick tightly inside her flooded cunt tunnel, not wanting to ever let it go, making it a part of her body for all time.
His pulsating prick fired another wad of spunk into the depths of her pussy, setting off another series of shock waves flowing through her cunt. Another river of her creamy juices poured over his softening cock, her loins ablaze with the heat of the sticky cum that filled her cunt slot.
Her body jerked her pussy off against his dying prick. The back and forth movement of her ass rubbed her cunt against his hard body and fired her again and again, smearing her cream against him while she held his head tightly, mashing his face against her tits, driving her nipples into the softness of his mouth where his tongue could work its magic on her pulsing tips.
Susan rested comfortably on the bed while her mind returned slowly to the present, the visions of Ben floating from her, leaving her alone with the harsh reality of her own hand on her damp pussy, her fingers plunged deeply within her still aching cunt.
She stroked her pussy slot with her fingers, sliding them in and out of her honeyed pussy gash almost idly. Her thumb occasionally flicked against her stiff clit, shooting sharp bolts of pleasure through her agonized cunt.
Susan thought of John's prick, her pussy ready to settle for whatever pleasure he could afford her if he were only there. But unfortunately he wasn't, and there was nothing left for her but her own hand, a very unsatisfactory substitute for the real thing.
She spread her cunt lips apart, roughly massaging away the aches that invaded her loins. Her nipples were swollen and hard, bulging from her tits, begging for the warm comfort of a pair of loving lips.
She closed her eyes again, trying to tell herself that all of her earlier sex life had, not been good. Her fingers plowed in and out of her creamy pussy gash, stoking the fires that smoldered in her ann.
She could see the beautiful lake, so peaceful and serene, the dark, cool woods that grew almost down to the water's edge. It was a scene that any pastoral artist would have delighted in capturing on canvas, the darkness of the woods, the depths. of the broad water, reflecting the crystal blue of the spring-time sky.
The fire blazed in her cunt as she pictured the scene once more in her mind's eye. Her cut tingled at the memory. She could see herself her naked, teenaged body thrashing and heaving against the hard earth as the strong, masculine arms held her tightly. Cold, cruel, eyes stared at her bare flesh, and, mouths laughed at her feeble struggles against odds that she didn't really want to overcome.
Ben sat under the tall tree, his bareback resting against the rough bark, tilting the can of beer to his lips while his friends took their turns with the young girl who had thought she was special to him.
She fought them, but it had been hopeless. One after another mounted her, plunging their hard, hot pricks into her cunt, treating her body savagely, showing no regard for her own feelings and needs.
Over and over, pricks penetrated her pussy; wedging themselves into her cunt, sliding wetly through her creamy pussy tunnel, pounding their loins with their thick cocks. They shoved aside her cunt lips, stroking in and out of her body, fanning the flaming, brightly burning fires in her cut. The cocks fucked her mercilessly, slashing at her flesh, driving her wild with desires that she could not express, her hips throwing her cunt upwards toward them.
Her tear-covered face was salty, wet, her pussy flooded with her own honey and their hot cum. Gushers of spunk sprayed into her pussy, splashing around as the next hard cock poised at her cunt slit, penetrating her with its fat knob and plowing its thick shaft into her cunt walls. The pricks were lashing at her pussy slot, driving her insane with a passion that could not be quenched without the love that should have gone with it. Her pussy became a simple receptacle, a place for them to deposit their jism, as she did little more than jerk their pricks off with her pussy.
Susan recalled that she had stopped struggling after a while it really wasn't worth the effort. It was easier to lay back against the hard earth, her legs spread, her cunt filled with spunk and let them fuck her. She lay quietly as they changed places; one cock becoming like the one that preceded, it. They positioned themselves, plunged into her dripping cunt slot, stroked in and out several times and gushed a new load of jism into her already too full pussy tunnel and then moved away so that the next one could take his place and accomplish the same thing.
Her cunt was sore. It ached from the constant chafing of their fat pricks against her delicate pussy lips. Her cut seemed to grow numb from the stroking it had received. Her mind separated from the rest of her body, stood aside, and watched while the cocks fucked her. Pricks sliding wetly through their companions' cum as load after load of jism swelled inside her cunt slot and spilled out onto the earth.
The water had been delightfully cool against her feverish flesh when they finished with, her. She didn't even care that they lounged about wood's line and watched as she washed herself clean. Her cunt felt chapped and irritated as she cleaned herself, bathing their spunk from her tired cunt, letting the delightful, water slosh over her pussy until she felt cleansed inside and out.
Susan found it amusing that every one of the seven boys who had raped her that, day, Ben included, had the nerve to ask her for a date later in the school year.
Back in the present, she stretched her legs out, forcing her back against the bed as she finger fucked herself. Tightening her cunt around her fingers as they flogged her pussy, she whipped them in and out faster and faster, stirring her cunt juices as they filled her pussy slot with creamy honey.
The rape reminded her of John. He used her body to little more advantage than the high school seniors had done. Her pussy had become a place for him to stick his cock and squirt out his cum and little more.
Yet she knew that she loved John, and that in every other way he was an excellent husband. There had to be some way, she told herself, to get him away from the puritanical ideas that ruled their sex life together. She yearned to go down on his fat cock, to suck it into her mouth and taste his jism, hot and wet, spraying down her throat. There had to be something she could do to get his mouth against her aching cunt, to feel the thrill of his tongue darting in and out of her creamy pussy.
Her fingers were doing her no good and she knew it. Like fucking with John, it had become an exercise in futility. She rose from the bed and slipped on her robe.
The hurt in her pussy was still there, a constant reminder of failure.
CHAPTER THREE.
Susan sat on the little balcony staring put over the city in the early morning light, the haze burning away as the sun gathered its strength.
Her eyes clouded over with tears again as she thought about her troubles with John. She rested her head on her forearm on the small table, sobbing softly to herself, saddened that there was no simple solution to their problem.
The soft voice jerked her away from her moment of self-pity. She looked up to see Karen coming through the metal gate that separated the two balconies.
Karen sat her coffee cup on the table and put her arm around Susan's shoulders. "Hey, neighbor, you got a problem today? What's wrong?" She sat down her face lined with concern.
Susan brushed away the tears, forcing a smile. She had chatted several times with her gorgeous, redheaded neighbor, but they had never really been friendly. In fact, John had not approved of their new neighbor, since the noise of her often wild parties had disturbed his sleep several times.
"Oh, nothing," Susan mumbled.
"Look, honey, when a wife starts the day out crying, there can be only one answer. Husband trouble. I know. I've been down the marriage trail before
"Well, yes, I guess so . . ." Her voice trailed off.
"Husband sleeping around, is he?"
Susan shook her head. "No. Never. Not John." Karen sipped her coffee. "Then, it has to be a bad sex life. John not giving you enough?"
Susan was shocked by the open frankness of a woman who was little more than a casual acquaintance.
"In a way." She suddenly was overcome by an urge to talk about it, as if that would, in some way, help her feel better. "It's just that John is so straitlaced and uncaring about my needs."
"Tell me about it." Karen's voice was sympathetic.
"Oh, it's hard to talk about it," she sighed. "John believes in only one position. You know, man on top. That's it for him. He doesn't want to try anything else, like, well . .
"Won't eat your cunt?" asked Karen, boldly. "Won't let you suck his cock? No ass fucking?"
Susan could feel herself blushing as she nodded her head.
"And you want to experience a lot more?"
Susan nodded again, finding it difficult to look the blunt redhead in the eyes.
"Hmmm, common enough. Works both ways. Sometimes the husband isn't cooperative, other times it's the wife. Makes you feel terrible, pussy hurts, knots all inside you?"
Susan nodded her agreement. "Yes, but what is there to do about it?" She could feel the tears starting to burn in her eyes again.
"Well, first, let's go in the house and fix another cup of coffee."
Karen offered her hand to Susan and the dark beauty accepted, following her friend meekly into her apartment. Inside she noticed that Karen's place was laid out very similarly to their own, but decorated in wild, sensual splashes of black, white and red. John, she knew, would be completely shocked by such a feeling.
Karen served the coffee on the low table in the living room and took her place on the twin couch opposite Susan. Susan could sense her new friend staring at her carefully as they talked, keenly aware of her lack of clothes, certain that her dark nipples were visible through the thin material of the robe.
She surprised herself as she opened up to Karen, spilling forth the problems that chewed at her insides. Talking about it made it seem easier and she couldn't remember ever talking so openly and frankly to anyone before. Setting her empty cup down on the table, Susan felt better, more relaxed than she had been in months, as though some heavy weight had been suddenly lifted from her shoulders.
Karen moved around the table and sat down beside her friend. Susan felt an intense warmth radiating from the other woman's body, penetrating the thinness of her robe. Karen put her arm around Susan's shoulders, comforting her.
"So, the thing to do is open John's eyes. I'm having a few friends in tonight. You and John are welcome. Maybe, just maybe, I can do something to help you with your problem."
"Do you think so? Really?" Susan was very anxious to try any measure that might offer a solution to her troubles.
Karen leaned closer. "I think so."
Susan felt her breath hot against her face. Then, suddenly, Karen's lips pressed against her mouth. Susan could feel the woman's tongue probing between her lips, searching for her tongue. Their tips met, sparking a stream of electrical waves flowing through her body.
Susan's mind flashed warning signals to her, but her cunt ignored them. She felt the dampness growing in her pussy and her body melted. She pressed her body against Karen's, her tits mashing against her neighbor's, her nipples hardening at the touch of a female body. Her cunt was crying for release from the tensions that pounded at her.
Karen stood up and offered her hand to Susan. "It's much better in the bedroom."
Susan followed without a will of her own. She stood passively as Karen stripped her robe from her body, blushing as her friend gazed and studied her naked flesh.
"A husband or any man would be a fool to turn down a body like that," Karen coped.
Susan's heart pumped wildly, an insane desire flooding her pussy as Karen's lips found her tits, her tongue sliding over the nipples, licking at the salty flesh. Susan's dark tit tips stood at attention, the excitement stretching them out from her body, pouting them like fragrant flower buds.
Susan moaned as Karen's lips drew her nipples into the soft warmth of her mouth, her tongue darting over the tips, kindling the fires in both their loins. They tumbled over together onto the bed as Karen sucked at the lovely nipples, nursing like a baby on the warm flesh.
Susan's fingers fumbled with the buttons on Karen's blouse before they finally managed to get them undone and pull the soft, green material aside, spilling the redhead's firm tits free. Susan let her hands roam freely over the smooth; soft skin, her hands burning as her fingers stroked the large, rose-bud nipples.
Karen kissed her mouth again, pressing her tits against Susan. Susan gasped for breath, an intense heat searing her body where the redhead's tits touched hers. She creamed her pussy with her own juices.
Karen swung around on the bed, her lips poised above Susan's dark, hairy cunt. Sue saw the light colored pubic hair that barely concealed Karen's foamy pussy, gleaming wetly, just above her head.
Her body burst with a thousand rockets as her friend lowered her mouth against her cunt slit. Susan felt the hot tongue shove open her pussy lips and force itself inside her steamy pussy. The cunt juice drained from her cunt as Karen's hot breath warmed her pussy.
Karen's lips pressed against her hot flesh and she sucked the foamy cunt juice from Susan's pussy lips as it bubbled, hot and sweet, from the creamy cunt. Her tongue licked at the delicate pink tissue streaked with the honeyed nectar of Susan's pussy.
Karen's mouth slid over to Sue's clit, hard and throbbing, pulsing with the beat of the blood in her veins. Gently she sucked the tiny button between her lips, tonguing it to a fiery explosion.
Sue's hips thrust her pussy as the redhead's mouth as Karen sucked her clit as though it were a cock, her tongue lashing at the little knob. Susan groaned as fingers of flame licked at her pussy, her emotions spiraling up, preparing themselves for the building explosion. Her cunt burned with the sucking lips that gobbled at her juices.
Karen's tongue darted out, stabbing Sue's creamy pussy slot. It circled around the opening of her cunt, slurping the hot honey as it poured from her delicious pussy, shining and sweet. The tongue whipped in and out of her pussy, fanning the fires that burned within, sucking the juices, draining her of the nectar that gushed like a runaway river from her tasty pussy.
Sue's flesh quivered with excitement as the long tongue stroked in and out of her cunt faster and faster, driving her to a frenzy. Her hips pounding her ass viciously against the bed, tossing her pussy high into the air to meet the tongue that raked her cunt slot, rubbing against her cunt lips. Karen's lips drew the juices from her hod the frantic pace of her tongue unrelenting as she plunged rapidly in and out of the searing heat of Sue's cunt.
The emotions that had been pent up in Susan's pussy for months could be held back no longer. The dam, that had contained them burst and the explosion of her orgasm ripped through her loins, spreading the fires racing upward from her cunt through her throbbing clit. The knots of desire loosened in her flat belly and burned their way out the nipples of her tits
Firecrackers-burst in her pussy, a short, sharp series of bombs exploding, racking her body with unbelievable joy, every jolt of lightning connected to the one that followed, faster and harder.
Sue's body shivered and trembled, her flesh quivering in ecstasy as the jarring electrical shocks hit home, pile-driving into her clit, her heart pounding blood through her aching pussy.
"Oooooohhhhhhhhhh," she groaned as Karen's tongue continued to stab into the depths of her flowing pussy, bringing out new waves of pleasure to course through her feverish body. Her loins were blazing with intense heat as spasm after spasm racked her with delight. She squeezed her legs together in an effort to nurse from her climax every ounce of pleasure available. Her cunt tightened round Karen's tongue, holding it inside her pussy as she might a spraying cock, urging every sensation of contact she could manage from that wonderful prick as it lashed her tender flesh.
Karen pressed her mouth against Susan's pussy, covering her flooding pussy slot, letting the sweet juice drain from her flooding cunt directly into her mouth and down her waiting throat, warming her belly with the hot cream.
Slowly, Karen finally lowered her own cunt onto Susan's eager mouth. She had never eaten another woman's pussy before, but she was anxious to try, hungry to taste the delicious delights of the redhead's hot cunt slit.
She kissed the pussy slit, letting her tongue ease its way between the soft lips, tonguing her way into the wet cunt. Her mouth sucked at Karen's hard cunt, her tongue dancing playfully over the stiff knob as the redhead ground her cunt against Susan's mouth, smearing her sticky cream over her lips and chin.
Susan slipped her tongue inside the creamy cunt slot, lapping at the juices that drained from deep within, the delicious, hot pussy. Her first taste of cunt was delightful! Her body tingled as she tongue-fucked Karen's cunt, her tongue plunging in and out of her friend's pussy, dancing around the walls and scooping up the marvelous juices with her tongue.
She used her tongue on her neighbor's pussy as a man might use his prick, thrusting it rapidly in and out, her own body tingling as Karen humped her face with her cunt, pounding her pussy down onto the tongue and mouth that did such wickedly, wonderful things to 'her loins.
Susan forced her tongue to plow deeper and deeper into the creamy pussy, her teeth nipping gently at the stiff clit that beat and throbbed with the pounding blood. She fucked at Karen's cunt with her tongue, filling her belly with the tasty cunt juice, her own pussy crying for more as Karen playfully licked at her clit and slipped her tongue in and out of her still hot pussy.
Susan pounded her tongue rapidly in and out of the red-haired cunt and felt the forces building, sensing that her friend was ready to fire. The thought of having another woman blow her cunt in her face stimulated Susan even more and the pace of her tongue-fucking increased, her mouth sucking hard against Karen's pink cunt lips.
Karen could hold back no longer. Her explosion burst through her pussy, a tidal wave of delight washing over her body, quenching the fires that burned her crotch. Her cut throbbed as the pressures were released from it and Sue's generous mouth drew it inside, tonguing away the hot, burning sensations.
She felt the lips that sucked her dry increase their pressure as she jerked and twitched, driving her cunt against the wild tongue that flayed her pussy walls and scorched her steaming cunt flesh.
Susan opened her mouth as wide as it would go and covered Karen's pussy, letting the hot cunt juices pour into her throat. Karen's cunt lips spread out over Sue's mouth, clinging to her face, smearing cream against the soft skin. The pussy juice bubbled from her body as she thrust her own tongue in and out of Sue's exploding cunt again.
The sensation of a cunt orgasming against her tongue drove Susan's body skyrocketing over the peak again and her cunt burst, a hot sliver of fiery flames racing up her pussy. Her cunt was seared with the intensity of her new climax, a shudder of relief that shook her body flowing like a tidal wave over her. Her spasms jerked and jolted through her pussy slit, freeing another flood of sweet honey for Karen's mouth to gobble down.
The explosions shattered their bodies and the two women quivered against each other, their climaxes slowing down, easing away the tension and tightness that had balled their cunts into hard knots, letting a wave of relief flow across their hot, burning flesh.
They rested side by side. Susan felt her heart beat gradually slow and return to normal as it became easier to catch her breath again.
The press of Karen's warm flesh against her own thrilled Susan all over again. She licked her lips, tasting once more the deliciousness of her neighbor's body. Her own pussy felt warm and dry drained by those luscious, full lips. She studied the lovely angles and planes of her friend's face, saw the wetness gleam on the rich lips and knew it was caused by her own sweet pussy cream. She moved her head toward Karen and licked her own juice's from the other woman s mouth.
"That's the first time I ever did that, ate another cunt."
"I imagined that," smiled Karen, her warmth and understanding a pleasant difference from John's cold and uncaring attitude. "I hope it won't be your last."
"Karen, I was just wondering."
The redhead chuckled. "No, I am not a lesbian definitely, not a lesbian. I love fucking with a good, stiff. cock that is used properly. I'm bisexual. I like cock. I like pussy. Either way suits me."
Susan sat up on the bed. "Sounds good to me She stretched. "Ohhh, I feel better than I have in months;"
"Sexual tension can do a lot of bad things to a person's body. Had headaches lately?"
Susan's face lit up. "Yes! But I don't have one now and I had a real splitter this morning."
She jerked slightly as her neighbor patted her sensitive cunt. "When the old pussy is feeling good, a lot of other things feel better, too," Karen said knowingly.
"I believe you're right."
"I know I am. But you still have two problems."
"Two?" frowned Sue.
"Two. You need some cock. And you need to enlighten your husband. Enjoy yourself with the first available cock that comes alone, would be my advice to you." She stood up. "And tonight at the party, we'll see if we can't get John back on the right road."
"I hope your plan works."
"It will, don't worry. Now, tonight, wear the sexiest, slinkiest, most revealing dress you've got."
Susan shook her head. "I don't think I have anything that fits that description."
"Then go out and buy yourself something today! Make it a goody."
Susan squeezed her legs together, helping to keep the warm, restful feeling she enjoyed in her cunt. Her pussy began to grow wet again as she remembered the delights that Karen's tongue had given to her tormented cunt. "I'll do it." She made herself a promise, no matter what it might cost, she was going to find herself a super dress.
"Let's have another cup of coffee. I could use one. For somebody that had never sucked a cunt before, you sure gave my pussy a workout!"
"Oh, my gosh," said Susan, suddenly. "I forgot, The TV man is coming to fix the set today. I've got to get home or I might miss him.
"All right," said Karen. She held Sue in her arms and planted a heavy, open-mouthed kiss wetly on her full, ripe lips. "I'll wait until this evening. But I expect to see you then." be here.
"There's a few more deliciously wicked things I want to show you."
Far off, Susan heard the muffled ringing of a doorbell. She tied the robe around her body and raced out onto the terrace, calling back over her shoulder, "I'll be there."