Chapter 8
The next time Sally saw Jane, she felt an immediate pang of jealousy. Now she recognized her right away, and was even more suspicious of Tom's having disappeared at that party. Jane was walking on the opposite side of the street from Sally and hadn't spotted her, so Sally had a good chance to watch the sexy chick strut her stuff. It didn't take long for Sally to understand why Tom was turned on by her.
As she walked, her ass twitched from one side to the other as her short skirt slid over the silky material of her panties. Sally envied her perfectly shaped legs as they moved passed each other in Jane's sexy saunter. Mentally comparing the huge tits on Jane's chest with her own, Sally had to admit that Jane's were obviously bigger. Everything about that woman seemed to indicate a sexual hunger and willingness.
Sally felt her jealousy melt away and replaced with curiosity. Suddenly, she wanted to get to know that chick; there seemed to be something that Jane had and Sally wanted. She crossed the street and walked faster until she was side by side with Jane. The two women looked at each other.
"Didn't I meet you at Carol and Bob's party?", Sally asked.
"I don't think we met, but I do remember seeing you there. My name's Jane Peters."
Sally introduced herself and they shook hands. Sally couldn't detect any nervousness in Jane's voice, and she wondered if that meant that her suspicions were unfounded, but then she realized that a chick like Jane wouldn't tip her hand that easily. But, that was getting less and less important. Sally was interested in this chick for another reason, even if she didn't know what that reason was. They walked along and chatted. Finally, Sally asked Jane to have a cup of coffee with her. Jane agreed enthusiastically, and they went to a quiet cafe.
As they talked, Sally began to like Jane more and more. When Sally mentioned that she was interested in roses, Jane immediately began asking her all sorts of questions about them. Sally offered" to show Jane her garden, and was happy when Jane suggested that they go right over to her place and see it right away.
Jane followed Sally home. They went right out into the rose garden where Jane began smelling all the flowers. Sally hadn't met many women who showed so much curiosity about her hobby. As they looked at the roses, Chuck came out to ask his mother if he could go to Jeff's house for dinner. Chuck looked at Jane with interest, and the look was returned.
Sally gave the boy permission, and he left, throwing a few glances over his shoulder at the sexy woman that his mother had brought home. When the girls went into the house, Jane began to ask about Chuck. Sally told her how old he was and how well he did at school, but she had the feeling that her new friend's interest was centered on more personal aspects of his life.
"Does he have a lot of girl friends?" Jane asked.
Sally had to admit that she didn't know for sure; they didn't talk to each other about that sort of thing. Jane said that if she were a little younger, she could fall for the kid.
"I know what you mean," Sally said. "I'm a lot older than him, and I'm his mother, but I would love..."
She stopped herself, amazed that she had let her secret desire slip out. Her face got flushed, but when she saw that Jane smiled with understanding she relaxed. There was something about that woman that made her feel that she could confide in her, although they had only known each other for an hour.
They had more coffee and made small talk. Jane said that Sally had a beautiful house, so Sally asked her if she wanted to see the rest of it. Jane said she'd love to. As she followed Sally from room to room, she began talking about Chuck again. When they got to his room, Jane looked around carefully and even lifted some of his model planes and cars to examine them closely.
"It's not unusual for a mother to be attracted to her son," Jane suddenly said. "A girl friend of mine had a wonderful affair with her son. It lasted years, and she said he was the best piece of ass she'd ever had."
Sally felt embarrassed at first, but something about the way that Jane talked made her feel at ease. They left Chuck's room and went into Sally and Tom's. Sally asked Jane what happened to her incestuous girl friend.
"Oh, her son's married, but they still make it every now and then. It might be worth thinking about."
Sally felt scared. "Oh, no. I could never have ... V
There was something about the way Jane was looking at her that made her stop in mid-sentence.
Jane suddenly looked more sexy and beautiful, and she seemed so understanding. Sally felt a strange twinge deep in her belly.
"You have to do whatever you feel like doing," Jane said. "There's no point in denying yourself of all the wonderful experiences that are just waiting to happen."
Sally began to understand why she became so fascinated with this chick. As Jane kept talking, Sally realized that she had been developing an unusual feeling-she was dying to feel Jane's luscious body against her own!
Sally was freed by Jane's words. Free to do exactly what she wanted for the first time in her life. Jane was still talking about doing what you feel like, and her words were allowing Sally to walk toward her with passion clearly written on her face. When Sally was almost tit to tit with Jane, Jane reached out and they grabbed each other.
Their lips came together so hard that their teeth clicked together. Sally felt Jane's mouth open, and she slipped her tongue between her lips. Jane sucked her tongue deep into her mouth, giving Sally her first taste of the sweetness of feminine saliva. Between them, a collision of tit-flesh Compressed in a warm pile.
Sally felt more intense lust than she'd felt since she was a teenager. This new experience was driving her wild with excitement and she could hardly contain herself. She grabbed at Jane's tits, digging her fingers into the soft flesh so hard that Jane cried softly in pain until she eased up. Her tongue reached to every corner of Jane's mouth.
Jane let herself be pushed back by Sally's hungry onslaught until they tumbled onto the bed. Sally wrapped her legs around her lover, pulling her against her drooling pussy.
The only tits Sally had ever handled had-been her own, and she was finding that another pair, especially such a big, firm pair like Jane's, were thrilling to have in her hands. She could see why men were always clamoring after her tits. Jane was wearing a sheer blouse without a bra, so Sally could get a good idea of how wonderfully firm and bouncy those jugs were. She examined the hard nipple through the material, and couldn't wait to uncover it.
She felt Jane reach around and grab a handful of her ass. Jane had strong fingers, and when they crept into Sally's crotch they stirred feelings up in her that she hadn't felt in ages. Her pussy began running freely with fragrant liquor.
Jane moved her mouth down Sally's neck, kissing and licking. It felt great, but Sally was too wild to let someone else take the initiative. She grabbed at Jane's blouse, tugging at the buttons. One by one, they opened, exposing more of the woman's chest. As soon as she could see Jane's tits, Sally pressed her face into that softness and continued unbuttoning her blouse.
The huge bulk of that warm, soft tit-flesh on her face drove Sally even crazier than she already was. Pulling the rest of the blouse away from those treasures, she opened her mouth and sucked one of
Jane's big nipples in. She ran her tongue all around and over that puckered disk, moving her head in quick circles so she could feel the tit all over her face. Opening wider, she tried to get more of the boob into her mouth.
When she'd sucked on that nipple for a while, Sally moved her mouth to the rest of the tit. She kissed the creamy underside, and stuck her tongue between them and licked around in that valley.
Sally looked closely at Jane's tits. She moved them around, squeezing them together, then pushing them up and down. She found that she could spread her whole hand over the globe and still not have it completely covered. While she moved the jugs around, Jane saw the passion on her friend's face. Sally's eyes were drooping, and her mouth was gaping open as she panted.
Jane unbuttoned Sally's blouse and returned her tit-play. Sally knew that Jane must have been experienced at lesbian love because she responded so naturally. When Sally saw Jane staring at her tits, she suddenly felt so excited that she smashed one jug into her friend's face. Jane lifted her face a little so she could breathe, then began sucking Sally's nipple with such skill that it squeezed weird moans of ecstasy from her.
As she sucked, Jane unfastened Sally's slacks. Then, with maddening slowness, stuck her fingers in over the smooth flesh of the ass-cheeks and into the top of the crack. Sally wiggled and twisted in an attempt to get her cunt rubbing some part of Jane's body, but Jane made sure she would really appreciate everything she got by making her wait for it.
Sally never had her tits sucked with such skill. The lesbian was pulling her nipple deep into her mouth and nibbling hard on it. Only the skin of the nipple was in her mouth, getting a good going over until Jane opened a little wider and pulled the jellied sponginess into her mouth, too. She slowly gobbled up more and more tit-flesh until her mouth was wide open and stuffed full. Sally grabbed Jane's head, forcing her face into the tit and her tit deeper into the gaping mouth.
Jane's fingers were making progress too. She managed to stuff her hand into Sally's pants. Her fingers gathered the flabby skin of her ass-cheeks, and kneaded it like dough. Suddenly, she pulled her hand out and began tugging at the slacks. Sally wiggled her hips to help her friend get her out of her pants. They both used all their might to strip those pants from her so her burning crotch would be available.
As Sally felt the cool air of the room on her thighs and ass, she began to realize what was going to happen as soon as Jane could get to her twat, and she couldn't wait. Jane stood to get more leverage. She looked down and saw the top of Sally's pubic hair. Her mouth began to water at the thought of introducing that gorgeous chick to the joys of lesbian cunt-lapping.
When Sally finally kicked the pants from her feet, Jane sank down to her knees in front of Sally's juicy twat. Putting her hands on Sally's knees, she gently parted her thighs and stared into the crotch. She saw the lips of Sally's cunt spread enough to show a flash of pink. The inner-lips were peeking out.
Sally saw the effect that the sight of her cunt had on Jane. She was staring intently at the crack, her whole body was moving with her heavy breathing and her mouth was opened in anticipation. Sally was even more excited as she contemplated the perverted pleasure she was already feeling.
Jane leaned forward into the space between Sally's trembling thighs as Sally spread wider. She felt Jane's fingers sliding down her thighs toward the center of her lust as her face neared the target. Sally rolled her hips back so her crotch would be higher and easier to get at. She watched Jane's face approaching the furry muff.
When she felt Jane's nose and lips press into her curls, Sally closed her eyes and held her breath in anticipation of the ecstasy that would soon be filling her body. Then the hot tip of Jane's tongue entered the drooling slot. A warm sensation of pleasure made Sally sigh noisily. The tongue kept moving deeper until it was well situated in her pussy, then Jane began licking and probing.
With the first touch of that tongue in her cunt, Sally knew this lapping job was going to be something special. Jane had the best cunt-lapping technique that Sally had ever come across. The lesbian's tongue licked the outer region of her snatch with eager strokes, punctuated with quick forays into the flowing tunnel. The wet tongue gave her fast wipes across the clitoris, but she didn't give that little bud too much stimulation so the joy would rise slowly and last a long time.
Sally lifted her knees over her chest and spread as wide as she could, opening her cunt to Jane's writhing tongue. Her hips began to wiggle as though there was a cock in there, and although it was making it more difficult for Jane to do a good job, Sally couldn't stop her hips from gyrating. Jane just had to hold on and keep her mouth buried in that soaking, hairy twat.
Sally was being racked with powerful surges of lust before long. Jane was shoving her tongue as far up Sally's cave as she could, and wiggling it with all her might. Then Jane would drag the tongue out of the tube and over the stiff love bud, causing Sally to tremble. She was making desperate wails deep in her throat. Jane's head began bobbing as she gave the cunt a final flurry of tongue swipes.
With a wanton scream and a shiver, Sally came. Jane kept going at her quivering cunt until Sally had to push her head away or lose her mind with joy. While Sally tried to catch her breath, Jane lowered herself on her heaving chest with her face on Sally's. Sally could smell her own cunt-juice on her lover's face. She pressed her mouth on Jane's and slipped her tongue in, tasting the funky richness of the twat syrup.
The flavor of her love-cream in Jane's mouth made her more eager than she had been to repay the favor. Before the spasms of her orgasm stopped completely, Sally began kissing her way down Jane's body. She kissed her tits for a few seconds, but she was too impatient to linger. The thought of lapping a pussy seemed like a dream come true, even though she never really thought much about it. Suddenly, she remembered trying to lick her own twat once when she was a horny, young girl.
As she passed Jane's belly button the odor of her cunt hit Sally's nostrils. It was a pungent, but sweet smell and it made her passion soar. Jane spread her legs and Sally got comfortable between them. She could feel the bristling hairs of her friend's cunt tickling her chin as she kissed around the fuzzy triangle. Then she lifted her head and looked down at the treasure waiting for her tongue.
Jane's pussy was beautiful, Sally thought, as she spread the lips with her fingers. She had never had such a close look at another woman's cunt, so it was a thrilling experience. The hot mist emanating from that gash bathed her face with heat. She spread the lips farther apart and looked at it. The inner-lips were wiggling and inviting her to stick her tongue between them.
Sally felt Jane's hand on the back of her head urging her on, so she stopped looking and started acting. Lowering her face, she once again felt the hair touch her lips, but now she stuck out her tongue and felt around for the slot. It didn't take long for her to have her tongue between the outer lips, and ready to press into that steaming envelope.
The first taste of hot cunt-juice on the incredibly smooth lining made Sally's head swim. Suddenly, she couldn't wait to get her face caressed by the lips of that cunt. She stuck her tongue right up the tight well and wet her chin and cheeks with juice.
Now that she was into it, Sally began giving that pussy all she had. Her tongue began wagging in there, covering the slick lining with hungry licks. She would have liked to give Jane the same leisurely, teasing cunt-lapping that she had gotten from her, but Sally was too excited to go slowly. She wanted to crawl right into that gash and feel the soft lips caress her body. If her head would have fit, she would have stuck it in there to make her licking more exciting. As it was, the root of her tongue ached with the effort of sticking it out so far and licking so hard.
Sally could look up over Jane's belly and watch the lust on her face. She was thrilled to see her grab her own tits and play with them to make the cunt-lapping even more exciting.
"Stay away from my clit," Jane gasped. "I don't want to come yet."
Sally took the advice and concentrated her lapping on the drooling tunnel and inner-lips. Jane was writhing and groaning just as Sally had been, and she felt proud of herself for being able to have that experienced lezzie wild with pleasure from Sally's first cunt-lapping effort.
"Now! Lick my clit now!" Jane wailed. "Uhhhhhhhhh."
Sally had never been so happy about giving someone an orgasm as she was with her face buried in that lesbian's cunt. She kept lashing that snatch until Jane wiggled away. Sally lifted her head and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her face was wetter than she'd imagined it would be after eating a pussy. She dropped herself on top of Jane and the two spent cunt-eaters held each other as they rested.
"You were so right, Jane. I have to let myself do what I want," Sally said. "I've been denying myself all sorts of pleasures. From now on I'm going to have a ball."
Sally felt a burst of optimism. It seemed that her life was just beginning and it was going to be full of pleasures. She had already started with this experience with Jane, and that had been great. Chuck was going to get the surprise of his life the next time he ran up against the new woman his mother had become.
The girls got dressed and exchanged phone numbers. After a deep kiss, Jane left and Sally sat on the couch for a long time thinking about all the things she was going to do; all the things that she had been denying herself. Most of all, she thought about a certain young boy whose strong; virile body had been in her dreams for a long time.