Chapter 6
Gilda showered and stood naked in the middle of the room. Her hair, still slightly damp, hung down past her shoulders. She turned and looked at herself in the full length mirror on the wall.
There was no doubt about it. She had a nice body. Mature, of course, but ripe. There were no marks or blemishes anywhere. Not half bad, she thought as she grinned at her reflection.
On an impulse, she walked over to the bureau and opened the drawer that housed her set of black underwear, the lacy, frilly set she'd bought some time before on a trip to the city. Slowly, she drew the pieces of the set out of the drawer-the negligee, the nightie, the bikini panties, the wisp of bra.
The transparent folds slithered through her fingers. What if I met Marta at the door wearing these? she thought. No, no, keep those thoughts out of your mind, Gilda Loring!
She twisted slowly in the bedroom's indirect light, surveying her image once again. Her blonde hair lay in gleaming contrast against her tanned shoulders. He tits were full and firm, and they pointed right out at the mirror, like fleshy mountains topped with the little red towers of her puckered nipples. She wondered how much longer her tits would keep their buoyancy, how long before they would begin to sag. At least then she would be able to walk down the street without attracting the lecherous gaze of every male within half a block. It would almost be a relief when her body aged to the point where her attractiveness began to dim.
And then people like Chad Cocklin wouldn't want to inflict pain upon her by fucking her in the ass! God, had that been a mistake!
She moved her hands lightly across her taut, flat tummy, then slowly inched her fingertips under the elastic of her panties. She rolled her panties slowly down her smooth legs and kicked them away.
Her hair fell around her shoulders, the fringes reaching all the way to her nipples, brushing across them and causing her tits to ache slightly.
She shouldn't do what she was going to do, she told herself. She shouldn't play with herself. It was a childish thing to do.
But her hands inched lower. She fluffed out the little patch of soft hair between her legs, burrowed through it with one slim finger and parted her musky pussy. Then she turned from the mirror and fell across the bed, spreading her legs widely.
She abandoned herself to her shameless fingers, parting her slender thighs as widely as she could, moving her firm, rounded hips in little circular thrusts.
Her eyes were closed. Her finger was worming its way up into her honeyed pussy. She pinched her little clit expertly and rolled it around, evoking a sharp gasp.
It felt so good, and she needed the release so badly that she ached.
She ground her ass faster against the cool sheets, moving her fingers quickly in her soupy cunt.
She moaned low and long when her climax overtook her, pumping her body around and around frenziedly while she locked her thighs spasmodically around her hand. Then she raised her head and looked down at her pussy. "God, I wish I could eat you!" she cried aloud.
It was right then that Gilda knew she was going to have an affair with Marta Fenton.
By the time her doorbell rang an hour later, Gilda was dressed in a light blue dress, and, she kept telling herself, she was perfectly calm. She'd sipped her drink as she'd donned her clothes, hastily putting the black set of lingerie back into its drawer again.
She walked to the door and opened it. Marta smiled warmly as she saw Gilda.
"Why, Miss Loring, I never realized your hair was so long," she said as she entered the apartment.
By contrast, Marta's hair was tied back at the nape of her neck with a thick velvet bow. The two women stood in the living room for a moment, suddenly on a different plane. Where they had been boss and junior office worker before, now they were just two women.
"Do sit down, Marta," Gilda urged, waving her guest toward the sofa. "I'll get the books for you right now. I've selected two I think you'd better start with. Then, if you think you want to go on, I have several others." She left the room and returned quickly with the volumes.
Marta's gleaming head bent low over one book, and Gilda was able to observe her guest's appearance. Marta had definitely toned down the brazen make up she usually wore. Nothing could disguise the full firmness of her tits, but at least they weren't straining against the nubby surface of her knit dress. Its pale green shade highlighted the creaminess of her perfect skin, and her shapely legs were crossed demurely as she sat quietly, leafing through the book.
Gilda leaned forward and her tits pressed against the girl's shoulder. Marta returned the pressure. To Gilda, the girl's meaning was unmistakable.
She wants it, too! she thought, her body suddenly trembling with both anticipation and fear.
Then Marta was turning her face into Gilda's tits. The fire of feeling between them flared into immediate life. Gilda felt the hungry weight of Marta's face pressed against her tit. With fright, she felt her own nipples swelling with desire, knowing that the hard point was pressing through the thin linen dress and against the girl's cheek.
For an eternity of seconds, the two females clung to each other. The one dismayed with the turmoil of her confused feelings, the other moaning as she rubbed her face against the softness.
"No, Marta...please . . . "
"Don't send me away, Gilda," Marta implored, her voice muffled. "Please, let me stay."
The girl's hands were in on the act now, fondling and squeezing Gilda. Her fingers crept over the top of the woman's dress, scorching against her every pore. Then her hands slid down over her tits. Gilda groaned with delight.
Her fingers found the zipper of her dress. As though in a trance, Gilda felt the metallic teeth slide open. She shrugged convulsively, and the dress fell to her waist. Her tits, proudly poised in the lace frame of her bra, quivered under Marta's expert touch.
The kiss that lingered on Gilda's tit felt like a brand, marking her, claiming her forever. A frenzy of heat burst in the woman's body.
"I want you...I want to eat you," Marta was saying. "I want to feel my tongue sliding up into your beautiful pussy, Gilda, and up into your asshole. I want to suck your tits and drain your pussy dry!"
"Ohhhh, God, I've never known anything so wonderful," Gilda said in a low voice that shivered in its intensity. "Your hands and your mouth . . . "
Marta looked around the room, then stretched out her hand. Gilda caught it, letting herself be led, almost like a child, toward the bedroom.
"Here," the beautiful brunette whispered, "let me undress you."
Unsteadily Gilda turned and felt thrills run through her as Marta gently lifted her slip and drew it over her head. The loose blonde hair tumbled down, contrasting with the black lacy material of her bra.
"Stay that way," Marta said, as Gilda sank down on the bed. "Now you watch me."
God, she's beautiful, Gilda thought, watching with glazed eyes as Marta slowly peeled off the top layer of her clothing, revealing the juicy curves and slender planes of her body. The white bra tightened against her smooth tits. Marta unhooked the clasp behind her back.
The pain of physical longing was almost unbearable. Grimacing, Gilda closed her eyes, until she felt Marta's young body brushing against her own. With a gasp, she met the girl's mouth hungrily with her own.
Marta tugged at the luscious blonde, rubbing the bulging mound of her pussy over Gilda's belly, caressing her tits. They were perfect, so sensuous that they made her shiver and ache for the taste of them.
The younger girl looked down at Gilda's hairy, golden cunt. The lush mound damp with the dew of her pussy juice. Marta licked her voluptuous tits, licked down her belly, took a mouthful of hair from the thatch as her fingers toyed with the lips of the woman's rich, ripe pussy.
"Does that feel good, Gilda?" the dark haired girl cooed. "Does it feel good to have another girl suck your cunt?"
"Oh, yes!" Gilda gasped, her body already burning with desire. "Oh, lick my cunt, Marta! Please, eat my pussy!" she urged, pushing her crotch toward the girl's face.
Marta quickly pressed her naked body to Gilda, tits to tits, belly to belly. She ground her cunt mound against the woman, and Gilda responded excitedly.
Marta slid up over Gilda's body and, curling her fingers in the mass of blonde hair, forced Gilda's head between her mammoth tits. They surrounded and smothered the eager face. Gilda groaned weakly as the hands guided her moist, parted lips from one nipple to another. Feverishly, she took the tit flesh deep into her mouth, flicking each nipple with her tongue to heighten its tension.
Tiny screams came from Gilda's throat as she became caught up in passion. She again dipped her head to Marta's huge tits.
"Ohhhh, you're wonderful," she breathed, cupping and squeezing the brunette's bountiful tits in her hands to form a deep, shadowed valley between them. "Do you like it, Marta? Do you like me to play and squeeze and suck on your lovely nipples like I'm doing?"
"Yes...oh, God, yes!" the girl cried, her voice husky with lust. "Suck on 'em, Gilda...suck on 'em harder!" Her head was thrown back now in a flight of abandoned passion. "Squeeze them until they hurt!"
"Like this?"
"More! Even more!" the girl rasped. There was a brief pause, and then Marta whispered, "Gilda?"
"Yes, darling?"
"Hit me!"
"What?"
"Hit me! Please...all over. Now, God, do it! Please! Hurry!"
The request heightened the frenzied passion on the blonde's face. She rolled over onto her knees above Marta and struck her across the face.
"Yes, lover, yes! All over!"
Gilda's tongue flicked at her lips, enjoying the new sensation. Her tits leaped outward from her body as her brain began to enjoy the treat of inflicting pain on the beautiful girl and feeling pleasure from it in her own tortured body.
She slapped Marta's face again, then her belly, her tits, her thighs, and then harder, until angry red welts rose on Marta's white skin. The body beneath her hands squirmed and writhed in pleasure, pleasure received from the mounting pain being dealt her.
"It's wonderful!" Marta cried, suddenly rising to her knees and wrapping her arms around Gilda. She dug her nails deeply into the woman's glistening ass cheeks, forcing the other's body back to the bed. "Now, lover, now! You're mine!"
"Do it to me!" Gilda was begging. "Give me your tongue!"
The two beautiful female forms, naked and locked in lesbian love, were now writhing in completely unrestrained joy. Gilda lay on top of Marta, her white globed ass bouncing again and again into the air as she ground her wet cunt harder and harder onto Marta's willing face and darting tongue.
At the same time, the brunette was hunching upward with her hips in a rotating motion that soon smeared all or Gilda's lovely face with the sticky juice from her wet cunt hole. She had wrapped her legs around the woman's head, trapping her nose, her lips and her tongue between the wet, hairy lips of her squishy cunt.
"Farther, deeped Stick your tongue inside my hole, deep inside it! Lick it! Lick it out good!" Gilda moaned in a muffled voice from between Marta's glistening thighs.
"That's it!" Marta cried in a renewed burst of impassioned lust. "Lick my clit, darling. Lick it good! Jam your tongue against it...hard! HAARRDDERR!"
"Oh, oh, OHHHHH!" Gilda screamed.
"Are you coming, lover? Are you coming, Gilda, darling?"
"Yes! Oh, God, yes! I'M COMING!"
"Don't stop...so am I! OHHHH, DON'T STOP!"
Thighs wrapped tighter around heads, hands and fingers crept farther into deep cracks between ass cheeks, nails dug deeply into soft, lusting flesh, thighs and pink cunts ran gooey with sweet juices as both bodies stiffened in the climb to the final peak.
Then Gilda pulled her face from Marta's cunt and screeched as if in pain. Over the top she went, coming wildly, pouring her cunt juice and the contents of her full bladder over Marta's hair, face and tits.
"Now me...bring me off!" Marta gasped.
Instantly, the older woman's mouth was on the beautiful girl's tits and her fingers were probing Marta's asshole and pussy.
Gluttonously, Gilda devoured her tit, taking it deeper and deeper between her lips. She felt the nipple inflate and become taut under her hot tongue. It grew to a hard knob as she chewed and sucked.
Marta responded wildly, wantonly, arching her back and moving her hips toward Gilda, searching for the matted mound of her cunt. Gilda kissed her way down Marta's body, her tongue tracing a pattern of lust over the warm flesh, until she was on her knees with her face in a direct line with the girl's dripping pussy.
Marta's legs parted to make way for Gilda's scorching lips and hot, darting tongue. The heated pink tip parted her fleshy cunt lips and slapped up and down her slit lovingly. Gilda's tongue furrowed its way down to the girl's asshole and then back up to caress her clit. In a series of slow, even strokes, Gilda worked the tiny bud into a throbbing, pulsating knob of hard meat.
Marta wanted it, needed it. It could have been a cock probing at her cunt so great were the sensations that the woman's tongue caused in her screaming body. She braced her feet on the bed and spread her legs even wider, at the same time hunching her cunt harder against the blonde's invading tongue.
"Faster," she pleaded. "Do it faster! Forget the hole...just work on my clit! Yes! Ohhhhh, Jesus, yes, that's it!"
Gilda increased the tempo of her attack, her hands moving over the backs of Marta's legs along the gentle, dimpled curve of her ass cheeks. The girl's inner thighs held and caressed Gilda's head and cheeks as her passion mounted to a fever pitch.
"Don't stop, Gilda! God, don't even slow down!" she shrieked, squirming the lips of her wet cunt over the woman's face. "Oh, shit! Don't stop! MAKE ME COME!"
She locked Gilda's bobbing head between her taut thighs in order to capture it and make sure the passion giving tongue would continue its assault. Her hips pumped in spasmodic jerks until her whole body became a frenzy of heated desire.
With a scream, Marta threw her weight forward, forcing Gilda back and down on the bed. Soon the woman was on her back beneath Marta's pounding ass and fiery cunt. Marta's full weight was on her face, her gyrating hips grinding the moist sweetness of her pussy into Gilda's mouth.
The flow of heated juices from Marta's cunt ran down the sides of the blonde's face and into her hair. The aroma of the girl's heated pussy was like an aphrodisiac. It turned Gilda on and made her work all the harder to satisfy the beautiful woman above her.
Marta felt the tongue in her cunt probe to its fullest length, Gilda's lips holding her clit in a moist, ultimate kiss. The girl's hands moved up over her heaving, sweating belly and massaged her hard tipped, swollen tits. She ground her clit against the woman's teeth and, unable to stifle a scream of joy, she felt her body stiffen with the incredible pleasure of a climax.
"GILDA! Oh, my God, Gilda! GOOOD, IT'S SO GOOOD! Jesus, you can suck a cunt!"
Gilda's passion had been aroused by her ability to give such pleasure to this beautiful girl. She went at it even harder, running her tongue up and down her moist pussy, darting it in and out of her asshole and curling it around her pulsing clit.
Then she sucked the tiny love button, lapping at it with her tongue, teasing Marta to even greater heights of passion. She sucked and nipped, the body above her writhing frantically.
Marta's throat erupted into another high pitched wail as she felt Gilda's tongue plunge as deeply into her cunt as it could go.
Her body throbbed into a thrilling climax that surged through her in weakening waves. The waves were centered in her gushing cunt and rippled through her young body.
"Good," she finally moaned, her strength drained. "It was so good."
Gilda's eyes were closed as she swallowed Marta's honeyed cunt juices and her hands tore fiercely at her own pussy. Then suddenly she realized that Marta's cunt was no longer glued to her mouth. She opened her eyes.
Marta was standing in front of her, only a few feet away, staring curiously down at Gilda as she pulled on her clothes.
"Marta...Marta, darling...you're not going, are you?" Gilda cried.
"Sure, I'm going," the girl replied, coldly, shrugging into her dress. "You got me all turned on, Gilda. Now I've got to go get a cock for some real satisfaction."
"Marta!"
The beautiful young brunette paused at the bedroom door and turned.
"Oh, Gilda, those books on the new filing system? Why don't you stick them up your ass! I'm sure I won't be needing them now. You see, I don't think you're going to be firing anybody!"