Chapter 4
Diane and Susan were sitting at a table at a small restaurant where they had gone to eat lunch after finishing a morning of shopping. Susan was dressed in tight-fitting shorts and a blouse that made it obvious she was not wearing a bra. Her big nipples pressed invitingly against the fabric. More than one man had watched her closely that morning.
Diane was dressed a little more conservatively. She had on slacks and a loose blouse, and she had worn her bra. She was not as brave as Susan-she liked to feel dressed when she went out.
"Ummmmmm," Susan groaned, stretching out her long legs. "That was good, even if it wasn't very filling."
"You could have something else," Diane suggested.
"Not me," Susan said, patting her flat belly. "I have to watch my weight."
"Sure," Diane said. "I bet you've really never had to watch your weight. Not like me. I would get fat if I didn't keep the eating down."
"You've done well keeping the fat off," Susan said. "You're gorgeous!"
"Thank you," Diane said, blushing a little.
She wondered if Susan would still think she was gorgeous if she knew what Diane had done with her husband. It had been a week, and Diane had been avoiding her friend. Finally she knew she had to spend a day with her or Susan would get suspicious.
"Did you see that little bald-headed man," Susan said.
"The one with the big eyes?" Diane asked. "Yeah, I saw him. He looked like he was going to die when you bent over. He tried to look down the front of your shirt."
"I know," Susan said. "I thought he was kind of cute. I wonder if it's true that bald men are sexy."
"I wouldn't know," Diane answered.
Susan took Diane home. Susan came in for a last cup of coffee before she returned home. They sat down at Diane's kitchen table. Diane could feel Susan watching her in a half-amused kind of way, and she didn't understand it. She had felt that look all day long.
"Is something wrong with the way I'm dressed?" Diane finally had to ask.
"No," Susan answered.
"I thought so. You've been watching me sort of strangely."
"I've just been thinking about you and Rick," Susan said.
It shocked Diane so badly that she almost dropped her coffee cup. "What do you mean?"
"Rick spent a lot of time over here last week," Susan said. "A lot longer than I figured."
"We were talking," Diane said.
"Come on, Diane," Susan said. "Don't give me that crap. I'm an adult woman. You were lonely and mad at your husband, and Rick was the first available man to come along."
"Oh my God," Diane said softly.
Diane was scared and disgusted with herself.
She had betrayed her best friend. Susan was the closest person she'd ever known, and now she had ruined it.
"He fucked you, didn't he?" Susan asked. "My husband managed to get your panties off."
"Oh God, Susan!" Diane answered. "I'm so sorry. I don't know how it happened."
Diane began to cry. She didn't know what was wrong with herself. She had ruined her life. She could never be friends with Susan again, and now Jim would get suspicious. It probably wouldn't take him long to find out the truth.
Susan came around the table and put a comforting arm around Diane's soft shoulders.
"There, there," Susan said. "It's not so bad. I'm not that angry. I didn't mean to hit you with it so suddenly. Let's go upstairs and let you lie down."
She let Susan help her up the stairs. She didn't think it odd that the wife of the man she'd fucked should be comforting her. She was that confused.
She stretched out on the bed as Susan went to the bathroom. She came back with a washrag that she put on Diane's head. She sat on the edge of Diane's bed.
"You'll feel better in just a little while," Susan said. "Now, tell me about it."
"Tell you about what?"
"Tell me how it was. Did you enjoy being with my husband? Rick is kind of rough sometimes."
"I shouldn't talk about it," she said.
"He's my husband," Susan said. "I have the right to know."
It seemed like Susan would have that right. Diane nodded. "All right. I'll answer your questions."
"Was my husband a good fuck?"
"Yes," Diane answered.
"Did he try ass-fucking you?"
"He did ass-fuck me," Diane answered. "I was so damn sore the next day."
"I know the feeling," Susan said. "He's got a pretty big cock."
Susan was stroking Diane's arm, and there was something about her hand that made Diane feel hot. She shivered. Maybe it was just talking about Susan's husband this way. She thought of Rick's strong muscular body and felt a warm feeling in her belly.
"I bet he really enjoyed you," Susan said. "You really are a beautiful woman."
Suddenly Susan was kissing her. Diane had never been kissed by a woman before. Susan's lips felt soft and hot. She was gasping for breath when Susan lifted her head.
"Did you like that?" Susan asked.
"It was strange," Diane answered.
Susan kissed her again. This time, Diane felt her friend's fiery tongue darting into her mouth. It was different from kissing a man. It made her feel trembly all over. She felt Susan's silky blonde hair falling across her face.
She could smell Susan's expensive perfume, and she was aware of Susan's bare tanned legs pressed against hers. She couldn't stop the impulse of rubbing her tongue against Susan's.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Susan said.
"Oh, yes," Diane moaned.
She hardly thought about what she was doing as she reached up and pulled her friend's face back to hers again. All she could think of was that it was nice to kiss Susan. It made her feel different-kind of hot and tingly, but not exactly the same as it was with a man.
She stroked Susan's head as Susan kissed her lips and then her cheek. She felt Susan's little tongue playing around her earlobe. It was making her pussy hot. She felt crazy. She tried to push Susan away.
"What's the mater?" Susan asked.
"This isn't right," Diane protested.
"If it feels good, then it's right," Susan said.
Susan's words seemed to make sense, especially since the woman was kissing her mouth again, rubbing her tongue against Diane's.
It was crazy. She never thought she would find herself doing this with another womannot that she hadn't imagined it before. She was an adult, and the thought of making it with another woman had crossed her mind. She had read about it in books and magazines, and she knew it went on, but she never thought she would like it.
But she was liking it. Susan's mouth felt so soft and hungry. It made her tingle all over to feel Susan's small tongue rubbing hers, to feel Susan's lush body so close.
She felt Susan's hands stroking her shoulders and then moving down the front of her body. She felt Susan's hands stroking the rounded slope of her tits. It made her nipples hard and achy. She found herself pushing her back off the bed and pressing her tit-flesh into Susan's hands.
"Oh, Susan," she moaned, "I can't help myself. I don't think this is right, but I can't help myself."
"You know I wouldn't hurt you," Susan said. "Just relax and enjoy yourself."
Susan was undoing Diane's blouse. Diane couldn't stop her. Susan undid all the buttons, then pulled the blouse apart. She slipped her hands underneath Diane and expertly unhooked her bra. Diane breathed a sigh as she felt Susan pulling off her bra and letting her shapely tits spill out of the cups.
"Ummmmm," Susan moaned. "You've got beautiful tits. Rick said you had nice ones, but I couldn't believe they'd be this nice."
"Rick said," Diane repeated. "You mean you knew all along about me and Rick?"
"Of course, silly," Susan said. "I sent Rick over here, didn't I?"
Diane had been getting shocked a lot lately, but this was the ultimate. She had thought she had known her friend, but now she knew she had not known her at all. The Susan she knew wouldn't have sent her husband to fuck Diane.
Susan started fingering Diane's tits. Diane could feel her tits growing even more swollen. She felt her nipples getting hard as rock. Diane moaned as her friend lowered her head and flicked her tongue over one of her protruding nipples.
"Oh God," Diane moaned softly, "that does feel nice!"
Susan moved her lips from one succulent tit to the other. Her tongue flicked rapidly at Diane's nipples. Finally she took one of the hard nipples into her mouth and began to suck on it.
Diane put her hands in Susan's hair and stroked the silky strands. She got a warm feeling in her belly as she realized that Susan was getting her turned on. Susan knew how to use her mouth even better than any man Diane had ever been with.
Susan moved her hungry lips to Diane's other nipple. This time she acted like she was trying to suck all of Diane's tit into her mouth. Diane pushed her creamy flesh at the hot sucking lips.
"Oh God, Susan. You're making me hot!"
Susan let the huge globe slip out of her mouth. She took the erect nipple between her lips and sucked on it gently. She moved her lips to the other nipple and did the same. She had Diane squirming with desire.
Diane felt Susan chewing on her nipple. She writhed with pleasure. Not even Tim had used her tits like this. She could feel her pussy-juice soaking her panties.
Susan raised her head. Diane's titties were covered with her spit. The combination of cool air and her heated flesh aroused her even more. She felt Susan's hands pulling at her skirt.
She knew what was going to happen if Susan got her skirt off, but Diane couldn't seem to do anything to stop this. She raised her ass and let Susan slide her skirt down and off. She closed her eyes and moaned as she felt Susan sliding her panties off.
"Oh, Susan," Diane moaned. "What are you doing to me, Susan?"
"I'm going to get a taste of your sweet pussy," Susan said. "It's something I've always wanted to do."
Susan slid down in the bed and pressed her soft cheek against Diane's belly. Diane could feel Susan's hot breath blowing across her dark pussy-hairs. She felt her body moving in wicked response.
Susan moved her head between Diane's creamy thighs. She touched her tongue to Diane's dark snatch-hairs, and Diane thought she was going to go out of her mind.
Diane raised her legs and locked them round Susan's back. She felt Susan's mouth pressed flat against her cunt. The feeling was lewdly delicious.
Diane screamed as Susan's tongue began licking up and down the entrance to her cunt. She began to wiggle her ass and felt Susan's tongue sliding into her cunthole. Susan knew exactly how to make Diane hot. Her tongue began tickling her friend's erect little clit until Diane could hardly stand it.
She felt like a fire was burning inside her belly, and she knew that Susan was tasting her flowing cuntjuice. Susan pulled back just as Diane started to come.
"Oh, no," Diane moaned. "Don't stop. Please don't stop now!"
"I'm not stopping, baby," Susan promised.
Instead, Susan was undressing. She pulled off her halter top and let her big tits jiggle free. Diane licked her lips. She had been Susan's friend for a long time, but she had never seen those shapely knockers before. She felt her pussy getting hotter.
Susan undid her shorts and skimmed them down her legs. She was wearing no panties, and her blonde cuntmound was as bushy as Diane's dark one.
"Are you going to be nice to me, honey?" Susan asked, her fingers stroking Diane's long legs.
"Yes, I guess so." Diane was scared and trembling, but she wanted to make her friend happy.
Susan moved over Diane's body again. This time, she put herself in the position of having her pussy right over Diane's face. Her own face was against Diane's cunt. Diane could feel Susan's wet lips touching her steaming pussy again.
At first, Diane thought she couldn't do it. She was almost overpowered by the perfumy smell of Susan's cunt. She could look right up into the pink quivering hole. She'd never seen her own pussy this close.
Then Susan was diving back into Diane's pussy again, and she could feel Susan's wet tongue darting into her hot cunt. She knew she had to give her friend the same satisfaction.
Diane began to gently touch her tongue to the outside of Susan's cunt. She could taste pussy-juice, and she jerked her tongue back. She closed her eyes and tried it again. This time she sent her tongue into Susan's pussy and left it there.
In a moment she started to lick all over the inside of Susan's sweet-tasting cunt. It wasn't as bad as she had expected. In fact, she could feel her own juices boiling up again.
Her ass was writhing in pleasure as Susan had started pushing her pussy down into her face. Diane's tongue was getting deeper in the blonde's pussy. She had no trouble finding her hard little clit. It was as stiff as a dick. She began sucking it into her mouth and spitting it out. She could feel Susan's tension. Her friend was really getting worked up.
Diane put her hands on Susan's asscheeks as she started driving her tongue farther into her cunthole. She found Susan's little asshole and remembered what Rick had told her about assfucking his wife.
Diane jabbed two fingers into the puckered hole and felt Susan jerking with pleasure. She began driving her tongue into Susan's cunt with the same rhythm she was jabbing her fingers into her shitter. She moved her fingers deeper and deeper into Susan's asshole. She tasted more of Susan's juices, and she had to swallow.
She could feel Susan tightening around her face. Her thighs almost cut off Diane's circulation. Diane didn't let it stop her-she kept ramming her tongue deeper into Susan's cunt. She could feel her own hot juices pouring into Susan's mouth.
Suddenly Susan couldn't stand it any more. She raised herself up from between Diane's legs. Diane knew it was only temporary. She began to ram her tongue faster and almost brutally putting her fingers in Susan's asshole.
"Oh Jesus!" Susan groaned. "I'm coming! God, you learn fast! Sweet Jesus, I'm coming! OH, FUCK!"
Diane had to swallow fast to keep from choking. She felt like Susan had poured gallons of hot juice down her throat. She kept licking and sucking until Susan had nothing left to give. Finally, the blonde was lifting her pussy from Diane's face.
"Oh God," Susan moaned, "I needed that!"
Susan wasn't one to leave her friend hanging. She quickly turned around and put her face back between Diane's legs. Her experienced tongue began tickling Diane's clit once again. This time, Diane put her hands firmly on the back of Susan's head. She wasn't going to let her friend stop, this time.
"Eat me, Susan," Diane moaned. "Eat my pussy."
It was nice. Diane knew a cock would have felt better, but it was still nice. Her ass moved from side to side as Susan really got down to eating her cunt. She could feel the hot flashes shooting up from her pussy. She felt like she had even more juice than Susan.
"It feels good," Diane moaned. "I'm going to come. Ah God, it feels ... SO GOOOD!"
Susan kept licking until she had licked and swallowed every drop of Diane's juice. Diane finally quit trembling, and her blonde friend lifted her head. Her full lips were smeared with Diane's cream.
Diane knew she was hooked. Sex was wonderful, and it didn't matter who you were doing it with. She knew she could never go back to being the faithful wife again.