Chapter 8
Losing Kim that way, made her so miserable she couldn't even bear to think about it. Now she had to avoid both Angela and Kim at work. And even when her path crossed Angela's accidentally, she could see the gloating in her former lover's eyes. On top of that, two weeks without sex had made her so horny that she would do almost anything to heal the breach between them. Trying to forget about Kim's luscious body, which she would never have, she lay in bed at night thinking of Angela's.
After all, she thought, why should I want Kim, who doesn't even know how to do it? Angela's the one who knows how to fuck me. She's the first one who ever made me come. Just her lips on my cunt are enough to make me explode!
She was lying naked in bed one night, thinking these thoughts and stroking her simmering pussy, when the doorbell rang. Hastily throwing on a robe, she went to the door and opened it. There was her ex-husband Brad. He had a smile that was somehow both cocky and sheepish on his face.
"Hi," he said. "Hope I didn't Wake you up."
"Well, what a surprise," she smiled.
She felt a soft warmth toward him. After all, they had been married for two years, she thought. They had shared a lot. She hadn't seen him for at least six months.
"Mind if I come in?" he asked.
She was very tempted to say yes. She was so horny, anybody looked good. Even Brad. Even though he had never made her come. Right now she was sure all he would have to do was stick it in her and she'd pop.
But if she did let him in, they would be opening that can of worms all over again. She paused a long time before answering. He must have seen the indecision on her face.
"Well, it was just a thought," he shrugged. "I just happened to be in the neighborhood, and I-" it Oh come on in," she smiled at him "Don't be so silly." . She let him in and they sat in the living room. It was very uncomfortable. Cheryl could see him trying not to stare at her body under her flimsy bathrobe.
"Would it make you feel better if I put some clothes on?"
"No," he said nervously. "I mean, only if you want to."
"Can I fix you a drink?"
"Sure."
She poured whiskey for both of them. He raised his glass in a slightly mocking toast.
"To your new life," he said.
Cheryl didn't know quite what he meant. It didn't seem like he meant what she thought. Nevertheless, she smiled and lifted her glass too.
The situation was still uncomfortable. They talked about meaningless things. But after their second drink, Brad suddenly stood up and began unzipping his pants. He pulled them down and his thick cock jumped up and started throbbing.
Cheryl was amazed. Still, she couldn't take her eyes off it. The thing had failed to give her pleasure so many times that she had never paid any attention to it. Now she realized that he did have a splendid, beautiful big prick. Her cunt grew moist and warm again as she looked at it.
"Brad!" she said."What do you think you're doing!"
He walked over to her, his cock swelling and Stiffening. He shoved it into her face. "Suck it," he said.
"What?"
"You heard me."
"Certainly not."
Cheryl turned her face away, feigning distaste. All this was a total surprise to her. She realized that she actually did want to do as he demanded. She wanted to open her mouth and suck the big hot throbbing thing inside. But his arrogance disgusted her.
Suddenly she felt his strong hands on her head, turning her face back. He forced her mouth open with his fingers and slid his thick prick between her lips. Cheryl squirmed and whimpered, trying to put up a fight. But actually the huge throbbing thing in her mouth felt wonderful.
"Suck!" he said again.
She shook her head. "Ummmm!"
Holding her head steady, he began fucking in and out of her mouth. Cheryl couldn't help sucking him. Her wet lips clung to his pulsing shaft. She stroked the bulging head of his cock with her tongue. She realized that she had never taken his prick in her mouth before. Maybe our sex life would've been a lot better if I'd done this a long time ago, she thought. She gagged softly as he fucked down into her throat.
"Ummmm! Unngghh!" she groaned.
"Do you like it?"
She looked up at him, still holding half of his stiff cock in her mouth. She nodded. "Are you sure?"
Now what does he mean by that? she thought.
Of course I like it. God, I love it! She brought her hands up to his cock and fed it between her lips passionately, squeezing and pumping the stalk while she sucked the head. She felt so insulted by his arrogance that she wanted to make him come quickly, in spite of himself, just to put him in his place.
Her hot sucking had the desired effect. Brad's body quivered and clenched. He gasped with pleasure, holding her head and fucking her mouth roughly. Oh Brad baby, shoot it into me, come in my mouth! she hummed to herself. I'll show you. Oh, I'll show you! Come in my mouth! Let me drink it. Let me gulp it and swallow it! Come, baby, come!
But suddenly, just as quickly as he had put his cock in her mouth, he took it out. She looked up and saw the frightening fire in his eyes. The brutal sneer on his face was both terrifying and wildly erotic to her.
"Brad, I don't understand what you're...." she began.
But before she could go on his hands tore the robe off her body and pushed her down on the sofa. His mouth was suddenly on her naked breasts, his lips tearing at her nipples. His rough hands squeezed and pinched her bare trembling flesh everywhere.
"Oh! Oh!" she yelped, writhing under his attack.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he panted.
"Oh God, yes!"
"You never wanted me to before."
"That was different. Oh, that was different, honey!"
God, if you had only done it to me this way before! she thought. Her supple body was submissive and pliant under his rough caresses.
"Suck hard ... suck hard!" she encouraged him. "Ohhh yes, like that! God, that feels good! Bite them, honey, bite them!"
Sharp arrows of pleasure shot through her as he bit her throbbing nipples gently. Her hands found his jumping cock and pulled it toward her aching cunt.
"Put it in me, Brad! Fuck me ... fuck my cunt! Please!"
"You never wanted me to," he panted. "God, I do now! Please fuck me! Please!"
"I thought you'd rather fuck with girls now," he muttered.
She could barely believe what she was hearing. But somehow it didn't matter. Her body streamed and pulsed with incredible lust. She was completely his. He could do whatever he wanted to her wriggling, squirming body.
"I ... I don't know what you mean," she gasped. "Just fuck me, honey. Don't say anything. Just fuck me, fuck me hard!"
He dragged her off the sofa, down onto the floor. Then he crawled between her spread thighs. Cheryl stretched her arms out to him, her body yielding, her eyes smoky with lust. Brad slipped his arms under her legs, behind the knees. He pushed her legs back until she was bent double. She felt the hard knob of his cock nudging the runny slit of her smoldering pussy.
"Oh, yes ... oh, yes, now!" she gasped.
He rammed it into her so hard that it knocked the breath out of her.
"Ungghh!" she grunted. "Unh! Unh!"
Cheryl was delirious with need. It didn't matter whose cock it was that filled and crammed her hungry cunt. Just being deliciously impaled on the stiff thrusting pole was enough to make her moan with pleasure.
"I thought...." he grunted, plunging his prick into her violently.
"Unh!" ... "you liked...."
"Unh!" ... "to have girls...."
"Unh! Oh God! Unh!" ... "fuck you now!"
Cheryl was about to explode. Her body was as taut as a stretched wire. She could hear what he was saying, but she didn't care. Just make me come! Just make me come, you son of a bitch! Oh, God, I'm going to come!
But suddenly he stopped drilling her. He pulled his cock completely out of her seething pussy.
"Oh, God, don't stop!" she moaned. "Please! Please don't stop!"
He crouched over her writhing body, grinning down savagely at her. "Isn't it true?" he growled. "Wouldn't you rather have a girl fuck you?"
"Ohhhnnnn, God, I don't know who told you that," she panted, squirming with passion. "Brad, fuck me. Please fuck me, I'm going to come! You never made me come, you bastard! Now I'm going to come! Please fuck me, please!"
"She never had any trouble coming when I fucked her," he said.
"Who?"
"The one who told me you like to fuck girls," he grinned maliciously.
God, Angela! she thought. That horrible bitch Angela! But right now her physical torment was more important. She was depraved with sex need. She grabbed his hot throbbing prick, trying to feed it back into her pussy. He sank it deep into her slit, but then pulled it out again. The sharp thrust nearly triggered her orgasm. She panted and strained for it, but when he withdrew his prick she fell back again.
"Oh, God, Brad!" she moaned. "Please don't stop! Please!"
She knew he enjoyed torturing her this way. But at the same time he wasn't immune to the sexual power of her writhing naked body. His hands squeezed her breasts viciously. He sucked her nipples fiercely. The sensations drove her crazy. Suddenly she swarmed up off the floor onto him. With desperate strength she forced him onto his back. Then she squatted over him and fed his stiff prick into her soupy cunt, fucking up and down on it. She threw her head back and jounced up and down wantonly on his cock. "Ah, baby!" he rasped.
"Ohhh, yes ... ohhnnnn yesssss!" she hissed.
She braced herself with her palms spread flat on the floor on either side of his head. Then she gyrated her hips, grinding her flowing cunt down into his thrusting prick. The rhythm was smooth and insistent. She could feel the bombshell of her climax swelling deep in her belly. Her firm breasts dangled in his face and he grabbed them and sucked her nipples sharply.
"Oh, God yes! Oh, God yes!" she panted. "Now ... NOWWWW! AANNGGHHIIEEEEE! OH! OH, GOD, BRAD!"
She grabbed him, squeezing him tightly, jamming her cunt down on his rearing cock and wiggling her ass wildly as the orgasm ripped through her. And the sharp clenching of her pussy tore the cum out of him at the same moment. Hot gobs of creamy jism spurted into her as she rode his cock, gasping as new Shockwaves of pleasure wracked her.
When it was over, she slumped down on top of him. She squeezed her thighs together on his cock and kept moving. That kept the pressure going on her throbbing clit. In seconds she was coming again, grunting and skimming through fresh hot spasms. Finally she was exhausted. She rolled to the side, letting his limp cock flop out of her cunt.
"Oh, God, that was good!" she gasped.
He grinned and nodded. He seemed sheepish now about the things he had said. "Maybe we ought to do it more often, he said. "It was never that way when we were married."
She didn't know whether to answer him or not. Now that her body was satisfied, all the stuff he had said to her came rushing back. You big idiot! she thought. You think you made me come, don't you? I'm the one who made it happen. Just like before. Any old cock in the world could've done that to me after the way I got myself so worked up before you came by.
Still, she didn't feel like robbing him of his small victory. Unless he brought up that shit again about her liking to fuck girls. It was that bitch Angela she was pissed at. How could the girl do that to her? They had been such incredible lovers. Cheryl felt very much betrayed.
"I'm ... sorry about all that I said," Brad finally whispered.
She gave him a friendly kiss. "I think the less said about it the better," she murmured.
"It just got to me, that's all. Thinking you'd rather fuck with a girl than with me."
"You fucked me beautifully," she said. "You made me come." Let him have his small illusion, she thought.
He nodded. They snuggled together. Briefly it was like old times for Cheryl. like when they were first married. Comfortable and sweet. Before she had ever known what true sexual pleasure could be like.
"Tell me one thing," she whispered to him. "Did you really fuck Angela?"
"I ... met her at a singles bar," he said.
Good Lord! Cheryl thought. That girl's even more horny than I had imagined. She even goes to singles bars! What an appetite for screwing.
But then Cheryl thought about her own appetite. No sense letting Brad get away for the night, now that he was already here. Maybe Angela had taught him something after all, that bitch. Cheryl knew from her own experience that the girl was a pretty good sexual teacher. True, Brad hadn't made her come the first time, like he thought he had. But now he wouldn't be so quick on the trigger. He would have more staying power. Just the thought of it made her hot again. She hadn't fucked through the night for a long time.
"Would you like to stay?" she asked, nuzzling his chest.
"Would you like me to?"
She reached down and squeezed his cock. "Only if you fuck me until I can't see straight."
He grinned, and she felt his cock stiffening instantly in her hand. "I'll certainly give it my best," he said.
Cheryl was furious with Angela. The girl had told Brad point blank that Cheryl was a lesbian and having an affair with Kim. She had never mentioned her own involvement with Cheryl, or the fact that she was the one who had seduced Cheryl in the first place. On top of that, the story about Cheryl and Kim was very painful to contemplate. The fact that it wasn't true reminded her how much she wished it were.
Whenever she briefly saw Angela at work, she wanted to scratch her eyes out. And Angela knew it. Still, at the same time there was a hot pulsing lust between them that neither could ignore. Cheryl's fantasies about punishing her former lover always became mixed up with sex. She could picture herself slapping and scratching Angela, but before she knew it she saw the two of them writhing together and fucking like wild animals. The feelings were almost too hot to bear.
Fortunately, during this time she didn't have Kim to worry about. The girl had taken a few weeks off for a vacation, no doubt to let things between her and Cheryl cool down. And so Cheryl was very surprised when she got a note from Kim in the mail Kim wanted to renew their friendship.
Cheryl pondered the whole note. She couldn't believe that Kim would think she had given up wanting her so easily. Not after what they had done and almost done together. And though she didn't want to presume, it occurred to her that this might be Kim's way of letting her know she was ready. There was nothing to do but find out.
Cheryl dressed to look very desirable. She wore no underwear under a very thin silky dress. Then she went by Kim's apartment on the evening of the day she'd received the letter.
Kim acted very happy to see her, though she was also painfully nervous and shy. She seemed awkward and tense as she invited Cheryl in.
"Cheryl. I ... I almost thought I might never see you again," she said softly.
"I'd hug and kiss you if you wouldn't think I was trying to get you into bed," Cheryl smiled.
Kim laughed nervously. "I promise not to jump to conclusions."
They embraced gingerly. Cheryl pecked the girl's cheek. But there was no way to prevent their tits from brushing lightly. And as it happened, Cheryl realized that Kim wasn't wearing a bra either. Her pulse suddenly leaped and pounded. The chances that she had been right about the letter were improving!
When they drew apart, Cheryl could see Kim's embarrassment. She obviously knew Cheryl had felt her free springy breasts. They both knew the hot memories that would inspire.
The two girls sat down and talked about irrelevant things for nearly an hour. All that time both of them skirted the real issues. But finally, after a long pause, Cheryl suddenly came out with it.
"Kim, did you think I might have lost the desire to go to bed with you during this time?"
Kim blinked. She lit a cigarette and fiddled with the matchbook. "I ... really don't know. I thought maybe we could just go back to being friends without letting that get in the way."
Cheryl was very calm. She knew now that she was in control, that Kim really did want it, despite her fears. "I still want you," she said softly.
Kim's frightened eyes were also warm with desire. "But why, Cheryl? You're not a lesbian, I know that. I've seen you with men. You were married. You've told me about lovers...."
Cheryl smiled. She felt tenderness for Kim, as well as lust, and she put her hand on the girl's.
"Let me tell you something," she said. "Once I worried very much about whether I was a lesbian because I found myself wanting to have sex with this girl I knew. I worried about it so much that it kept me from doing what I really wanted to do. But one time my body got away from me, and I did it anyway. Then, afterward, I worried about it again. All that worrying just kept me from having incredible pleasure. Why shouldn't I get to have that pleasure when I want to?"
Kim blushed and looked down. "Excuse me for sounding childish, but how can you want me? You only want my body, isn't that right? Just like a man does. So you can....fuck it, and...."
"You're right. I do want your body. I can't see what's so bad about that. How can I have you without having your body, I want to kiss you ... and suck you ... and fuck you."
Kim grew very nervous. She began breathing in short quick gasps. Cheryl was talking to her that way on purpose. She knew the words would inflame Kim. And they did.
"Oh, Kim, if I want to lick your lovely nipples and eat you and make you come and come ... then I want to. And I'm through worrying if it's right or not. Don't you see?"
Kim was trembling slightly. "Cheryl, I...."
Cheryl put her hand on Kim's head. She drew her face close and kissed her lips, a long aching kiss. Their mouths moved together with slow agonizing sweetness.
"Kim, do you want to?" she finally asked softly.
Kim nodded. "Yes, I do," she murmured. "God help me. I know I'm no lez. But I want to do it with you. So bad. I haven't been able to sleep from thinking about it. About you."
"Let's go into your bedroom."
Kim was trembling and vulnerable as Cheryl drew her into the bedroom. "I even changed the sheets," she joked nervously.
"Kim, honey, you're too beautiful," Cheryl soothed her softly.
"I'm scared too. You know that?"
"Scared of me?"
Cheryl reached behind herself and started to unzip her dress. But Kim jumped to help.
"Oh, let me do that." She did it slowly, letting her slim fingers caress the back of Cheryl's neck.
"I'm not scared of you," she whispered. "I'm scared that I won't know what to do. Or that I won't be good for you."
She kissed the nape of Cheryl's neck and stroked it with her wet tongue, sending shivers through Cheryl. Then her hands skimmed the dress off Cheryl's shoulders. It fell at her feet, leaving her entirely naked. Kim's hands slid to her breasts and cupped and squeezed them while her mouth moved along Cheryl's neck.
Cheryl was in heaven. She shut her eyes and gave into the warm pleasure. Oh God, I'm going to fuck her! I'm really going to fuck her! she thought. But when she turned to undress Kim, the girl began to shake uncontrollably. Cheryl was gentle with her.
"Here, sit on the edge of the bed," she murmured.
Kim wore old faded blue jeans and a man's shirt. Cheryl kneeled in front of her on the floor and started unbuttoning the crotch of her pants. She smiled up at Kim.
"I'm going to begin with the part of you I haven't seen," she said.
Still shaking, Kim managed to grin. But she was too nervous to speak. She lifted her ass off the mattress enough for Cheryl to tug the unbuttoned pants down her thighs. Cheryl pulled them completely off and ran her hands all over the girl's sleek legs. She kissed the tawny flesh of Kim's thighs. Her hands reached Kim's gauzy white panties.
"Lie back, honey," she prompted.
Still shaking, Kim obeyed. "Ohhhhh Cheryl," she moaned.
Cheryl slipped her fingers under the elastic of Kim's panties. She slid them down over Kim's pelvic bones. Slowly she inched the panties down Kim's thighs, down her calves, off her ankles. Then she gently pushed open Kim's thighs and saw the long red gash of Kim's cunt.
She wanted to push her mouth into it hungrily, but she resisted the impulse. Instead she removed her own panties. She straddled Kim's hips, pushing her wet cunt lips into the smooth skin of Kim's heaving belly. Then she put her lips on Kim's tits and sucked the puffy coral nipples until they sprang alive.
Kim tossed her head, moaning low hoarse sounds. She hissed through clenched teeth as Cheryl sawed her stiff nipples lightly with her teeth. Cheryl kissed the sweat damp valley between her boobs, then her long neck, then her mouth. Their hot urgent bodies squirmed wildly together. Kim opened her eyes as Cheryl kissed her.
"Cheryl, do it to me, please! Eat me, please, I'm so scared, do it quick! I'm scared. Do it to me, honey!"
Cheryl soothed her. She stroked her cheek and kissed her eyelids. "Don't be scared, baby," she murmured. "I'm going to eat you and love you and fuck you. I'm going to make you come so good."
Cheryl burned with hot need herself. She slid down Kim's luscious body, obsessed by the desire to show the girl that she hadn't made a mistake by giving in. She wanted to give Kim the most beautiful and smashing orgasms she had ever experienced. Kim wanted to come fast. She was vibrant, swollen, begging for it. But Cheryl knew that to make it Kim's best she had to reduce the girl to a state of total helplessness and craving. She had to make Kim almost insane with hunger for her climax.
That meant she couldn't let the girl come until she had turned her into a trembling mass of jelly. And she set about it carefully. She pushed Kim's shaking hands away from her crotch and spread her silky thighs apart. Then she extended her tongue and ran it up one edge of Kim's wet pussy from bottom to top, then down the other edge. Kim shuddered and gasped.
"Oh! Ohhnnnn!"
Cheryl drew back her tongue. Kim was so close! Her rasping, flexing thighs squeezed Cheryl's ears. Cheryl pushed them apart again. She looked up the rippling length of Kim's writhing body.
"Relax, honey ... relax, relax, baby," she whispered.
"Oh, Ohhhh Cheryl, you're driving me crazy!" Kim moaned. "Relax, baby."
Kim's smooth round ass-cheeks were clenched tight with tension. Cheryl slipped her hands under the firm moons. She got her thumb into the crack of Kim's ass and worked the tip of it into her ass-hole. Kim tried to shriek, but it came out as a gag. But Cheryl knew she was not hurting the girl. She had clipped her nails short. And she had invaded Kim's rectum gently, quickly but carefully.
She rotated her thumb, working it farther in. At the same time she dipped her tongue once more into Kim's runny slit, tickling the inner folds. Then she pulled it out, before the intensity made Kim explode. Not yet! Not yet, baby! she thought.
"Oh, God! Ohhhhh, God ... oh! Oh!" Kim moaned.
She gasped for breath. Her firm high breasts heaved, and her thick nipples danced. Cheryl's free hand roamed from one breast to the other, squeezing them tightly, pinching and rolling the hard nipples with her fingers. She pressed her cheek against Kim's soft belly and slid her thumb deeper into the girl's ass. Then she slipped two fingers from the same hand into Kim's warm slippery cunt. Kim's hips gyrated frantically. But Cheryl's grip on her was very tight. Each time Kim's buttocks pumped she reared against Cheryl's hand, gasped sharply, and began to sob.
"God, let me come, let me come!" she moaned. "Cheryl, please! Oh, let me come! Make me come! Fuck me hard!"
Cheryl's free hand rubbed Kim's swollen, aching body. She squeezed Kim's flexing thighs and jiggling tits. Her hand worked carefully in the girl's splayed crotch. She ran her mouth over every inch of Kim's tawny flesh that she could reach. Kim was utterly helpless, even past whimpering. Every tiny muscle in her body quivered. She was so weak with need that she could only he limp and panting while Cheryl fucked her.
Again Cheryl lowered her head between Kim's yawning thighs. She withdrew her fingers from the girl's flowing pussy and took Kim's engorged clit between her lips. Now she began fucking Kim's tight ass-hole harder with her thumb.
"Ahhhh! Ahhh!" Kim gasped, wriggling uncontrollably.
Cheryl sucked her clit with deep gulps. Kim's body stiffened and flexed. Cheryl knew the girl was riding on the edge of it, Any instant she would crash through. And suddenly she herself felt something she had never felt before, not with Angela. Oh, God, I'm going to come too! She squeezed her thighs together, feeling her own pussy flow with juice and fill with fire.
She jabbed Kim's ass-hole repeatedly with her thumb and mauled the girl's wet cunt with her mouth. At the same time, she clamped her thighs around one of Kim's jerking legs, pushing the wet lips of her pulsing pussy into Kim's flesh.
She stabbed Kim's open cunt wantonly with her tongue. She sucked Kim's swollen clit fiercely. Suddenly Kim's body strained, then broke into long rolling waves as she came.
"AANNGGHIIEEEE!" she shrieked. "OH GOD!"
Her flipping, surging body nearly rolled off the bed as she screamed through the explosion of her climax.
"Unh! Unh!" Cheryl grunted desperately, grinding her cunt into Kim's jumping leg.
She fell into Kim's arms and hugged her passionately as the hot spasms began to rip through her.
"AUNGH! AUUNNGGHH! AAAHHNNNN!" she groaned, coming sharply.
Their hot flesh coiled and writhed together as fresh new spasms of coming flashed through then-bodies. Each girl got her hand in the other's cunt, and they began fucking each other frantically.
"Oh yes! Oh yes! Don't stop, don't stop!" Cheryl gasped.
"Oh, God ... honey! Oh, God! AAUUNGGHHHH!" Kim cried out as a new orgasm wrenched her.
Cheryl squeezed her thighs tightly on Kim's hand, increasing the lovely pressure on her clit. Then she pumped wildly. "OH! OH! AAUUNGGGHHH!"
They were insane with animalistic lust. They swarmed all over one another, pinching, sucking, biting, hand-fucking each other rapidly.
"Oh, God ... we can come forever!" Cheryl panted. "Don't stop, baby! Don't stop! More, more! Fuck me in the ass too, like I did to you!"
She scissored Kim's swollen clit with her fingers and devoured the girl's stiff wet nipples. She felt Kim's frantic hand digging in the crack of her ass. One long finger found her tight ass-hole and slithered inside. The sensation was electrifying.
"Oh, God, yes!" she gasped. "Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me hard! Jesus, it's so good! So very good! Oh, God, oh, shit! Ahhhnnnn!"
She hugged Kim and kissed her mouth wildly, gazing into the girl's smoky eyes as both of them felt the ultimate orgasm welling up in them.
"Yes ... yes!" she panted.
"Oh, God, honey. I'm going to-" Kim gasped.
Now both of them pumped wildly, their thighs clamped shut, their bodies locked together. Suddenly they both boiled over at the same instant. The double orgasm was so powerful that neither of them could even scream. Their bodies melted together in surging spasms as the hot pleasure streamed through them.
Finally it was over. It took them a long time to regain their senses. Their bodies throbbed with the afterglow. After a while Cheryl nuzzled Kim's neck, then kissed her lips.
"How was it?" she smiled.
Kim's eyes were dreamy. "I never would have believed it. Never."
"I'm glad. Good as with a man?"
"Good isn't the word. I've never come like that. I must have come eight or nine times."
Cheryl squeezed her, enjoying the feeling of their naked tits mashed together. "You'll come eight or nine more times before I let you go," she murmured.
Kim giggled. "You must be kidding. Do that again? I could never manage it."
"Wait and see. We haven't begun yet."
"Didn't you come while you were eating me? I mean the first time?"
"Yes."
"I thought so. Were you masturbating?"
"I didn't even touch myself. It was like having a wet dream. I just squeezed my thighs around your leg and came."
Kim touched Cheryl's cheek with her finger. "You sound like it never happened to you before."
"It never has. I ... I guess I wanted you so much that I-"
"But I wanted to eat you too. To make you come."
"You did make me come."
Kim ran her finger down Cheryl's neck to her tits. She rubbed Cheryl's nipples. "I want to fuck you with my tongue."
The words inflamed Cheryl all over again. "I wish you would."
"But can you come again? After all that?"
Cheryl took Kim's hand and drew it down to her smoldering pussy. She gasped as Kim's finger slid into the warm folds. "Oh! Just try me, honey. Just fuck me, eat me, do anything you want to me!"