Chapter 5
"Umm, that feels marvelous!"
Dropping her packages on Gail Wallace's couch, Helen hurried over to the air conditioner and lifted her blouse to let the cool breeze caress her sweaty skin.
Behind her, Gail laughed and shed her own bundles. "It is nice to get out of that heat. Men just don't understand what we women have to go through on these shopping excursions!"
They both laughed at that as Gail joined her friend, unbuttoning her blouse and holding it wide open to receive a refreshing blast of air.
Helen couldn't help noticing that Gail wasn't wearing a bra. But then, the slender redhead had a perfect shape for going braless. Her lithe model's figure was in sharp contrast to Helen's voluptuousness, and her short, immaculately curled red hair enhanced her attractive, high-cheeked face. She could have come straight from the cover of a woman's magazine.
But Gail's slimness didn't stop her from curving in all the right places. Her small tits stood out like two firm cones, tipped by the darkest pair of pointed nipples Helen had ever seen. They spiked out sharply, almost brown in color and stiffening to swollen inch-long peaks under the air conditioner's stream of cool air.
"I'm really glad you decided to come along today," Gail said unexpectedly, catching Helen's exploring gaze. "I hate to go shopping alone, and with Tom gone all the time on business, that's the way it usually ends up. You don't know how nice it is to have company for a change. We really ought to do this more often."
"We'll make a point of it," Helen answered quickly, blushing slightly at being caught staring. In a way, she felt sorry for Gail. Tom Wallace's business trips kept him away from home half the time, occasionally for weeks on end. In a sense, that was probably worse then being widowed. At least Helen had grown used to being lonely-well, almost.
But for Gail, it had to be even harder. She got a taste of being both wife and widow, and between Tom's constant comings and goings, she hardly had time to get used to being one before she became the other.
Welling with sympathy, Helen blurted her thoughts. "Why don't you come and stay with us while Tom's dashing off on these trips of his? I'm sure the kids wouldn't mind a little extra company, and believe me, I could use someone to talk to now and then. It might be fun having another woman around the house for a change."
Gail smiled at the offer, obviously pleased. "Well ... it might be fun at that. It does get awfully lonesome around this big house when he's gone. Let me think about it, all right?"
Her expression had turned thoughtful, her gaze probing Helen's in a strange studious way that made Helen blush unaccountably.
"And while I'm considering that generous proposal, why don't we really cool off? When it gets really hot like this, Tom and I have a special way to relax each other. Have you ever had an ice bath?"
"Ice bath?" The question took Helen by surprise, and her eyebrows rose at the wild image of herself sitting plopped in a tubful of ice cubes.
Gail laughed at the look on her face. "I know what you're thinking, and it isn't that bad at all. In fact, I think you might enjoy it. Why don't we? Come on, it'll be fun. And I guarantee that you'll feel more refreshed than ever!"
"I don't really think-" Helen started to beg off, but before she could Gail swept lightly into the kitchen and out of sight.
Only moments later she returned, her blouse hanging forgotten in loose flaps, with a large bowl of ice cubes in one hand and a dishtowel in the other.
"Now, all we need is a nice comfortable place to lie down, and we can take turns doing each other. I know, let's use the bedroom. Since Tom's gone, I don't think he'll object to my getting other people in his bed!"
Still dubious as to what an ice bath meant, Helen balked. "I'm not really all that hot now, Gail. How about a nice cool drink instead? That would be just as nice, and a little less trouble-"
"Now, don't be a fraidy cat!" Gail teased with a childish, playful pout. "If you've never had an ice bath before, you're in for a treat. It's even better than a massage. You'll find out."
Unable to think of a proper excuse to beg off and admittedly a little curious by now, Helen gave in with a shrug and a smile, following Gail through the house to a plushly decorated bedroom flooded by the afternoon sun.
The moment they were there, Gail set the bowl and towel aside, then began to remove her clothes before her friend's startled gaze. "First we have to get out of these sticky things. Then I'll show you how Tom and I relax each other-well, one way we relax, anyway."
Her blouse slipped to the floor, and she began to wiggle out of her slacks.
Helen hesitated at the idea of stripping off her clothes liere in Gail's bedroom. Somehow, it seemed wicked for two nude women to be running around in a bedroom in the middle of the afternoon. -
However, Gail didn't seem to think a thing of it. The slender redhead had already removed her outer things, and was just shimmying out of her panties as Helen watched. Then, totally nude and smiling, without the slightest embarrassment, she turned to-
face her companion.
"Why, you're not undressed yet! Don't be shy, darling. You're going to enjoy this thoroughly, believe me. There's nothing to hide between us girls, and I can't think of a nicer way to cool off at the moment. Now come on-let's get those things off. Want some help?"
She strode forward, giving Helen a display of a thick thatch of fiery red cunt fur that undulated enticingly with her confident walk. If anything, Gail was more attractive nude than with her clothes on. Her slim figure seemed to radiate pure sexuality, from her small pointed tits to her fleecy red cunt fur. In a vaguely humorous train of thought, Helen decided her friend shouldn't be on the cover of a magazine-she should be a centerfold.
"My, you're dripping almost as much as I am!" Gail's voice tinkled with laughter as she reached for the buttons of Helen's blouse, efficiently plucking them loose before the brunette could protest. "But we'll fix that. Now, turn around so I can do your bra, that's it ..."
Under her deft hands, Helen quickly found herself stripped bare and standing nude, blushing more furiously than ever.
"Oh my," Gail breathed in an admiring tone, unabashedly looking Helen up and down. "You have the most gorgeous body. And those titties! They're superb!"
Suddenly her hands darted out, scooping
Helen's big damp tits and hefting their weightiness as if she were squeezing a pair of melons in a grocery.
"Oh ... oh, my tits'll do, I suppose," Helen chuckled with a mixture of shyness and unexpected delight at being admired. "But they are a little too much of a good thing. I much prefer yours. Your tits are so ... so petite . . . "
"You mean tiny," Gail giggled, giving her friend's tits one last squeeze and then releasing them, "They are that, I admit. And with a pair of good tits like yours, I wouldn't complain a bit."
Pleased at that praise, Helen felt a little more at ease. Her fat pink nipples were hardening under Gail's scrutiny in a way that should have embarrassed her even more, but instead made her smile with pride.
Growing more relaxed by the second, she didn't even mind the itching glow of wicked excitement that started deep in her cunt, moistening it slightly.
"Well, let's get to the good part," Gail went on casually, heading for the bed. "You just lie back and enjoy while I get things started. Then, when you've got the idea, we can switch. All right?"
"I feel so positively wicked." Helen tried to laugh off her unexpected arousal as Gail gently urged her onto her back on the big, soft double bed. "Are you sure this is going to be worth all the trouble?"
"Definitely." Gail's smile was knowing. She went back and retrieved the ice cubes, her small tight ass swaying like a strip-teaser's. Then she returned and settled on her knees beside the bed, deftly wrapping half a dozen of the cubes into the towel and twisting its folds tight to form a makeshift ice pack. "You just relax, and I'll make you cooler than you would have thought possible. That's right, just lie back and let me do all the work ..."
She began to stroke the ice-filled towel over Helen's body, and Helen responded with a shivering sigh as its coolness instantly began to spread over her.
"Umm, that does feel good ..."
"Of course it does," Gail said soothingly, gliding the towel over the woman's bare shoulders and neck. "Before I'm finished, you'll be as hooked on ice baths as I am. Now this is more fun than taking an ordinary old shower, isn't it?"
Helen purred agreement, smiling because her showers hadn't been all that ordinary lately. However, the ice bath did feel good. The packed ice made her sweaty skin goose-pimple, and almost instantly, she was lulled with sleepy pleasure, groaning delightedly.
"Ahh.
"Now you're loosening up," Gail said, licking her lips. Taking care not to miss a single square inch of flesh, she eased the towel down until it was sliding in circular motions around Helen's big soft tits, teasingly spiraling around and between them.
"So lovely," Gail uttered in a husky tone that Helen sensed without understanding. "I just can't get over what beautiful big tits you have, darling. Your tits look so precious and sweet, I'll bet the men go crazy over them!"
"Umm," Helen answered vaguely, enjoying her first ice bath too much to spoil it with a lot of false modesty. "My tits'Il have to do, I guess. But . . . but they are a bit oversensitive. Just anything can make them react-see?"
Her explanation came out hurriedly as she felt her nipples stretch out thick and hard in response to the tantalizing rubdown. The itch in her pussy had grown to a lush heat by now, but she no longer felt any embarrassment at all. After all, they weren't doing anything wrong, were they? What was wrong with enjoying this new sensation to the fullest? It wasn't as if anything was going to happen . . .
At that moment, Gail moved the towel across one yielding tit mound, her fingertips sliding over its smooth fullness as the cloth brushed a taut spired nipple.
"Ahh!"
Helen's shoulder arched automatically, and Gail gave a throaty laugh at her reaction. "I see what you mean. But that's one of the best parts of relaxing-all you have to do is let yourself go and have fun. It feels good, doesn't it?"
Groaning, Helen had to agree. If anything, it felt too good. Her nipple popped up stiff, aching hotly as the towel rubbed back and forth over it, working it to a straining peak.
Satisfied at that response, Gail slipped over to Helen's other tit and gave it the same treatment, then crossed from one tit to the other until she had her friend practically squirming with enjoyment.
"This is what I always like the best," she said, feasting her gaze on her friend's big fat nipples. "I love having my tits massaged. Sometimes, when Tom does it just right, it makes me so horny I can't stand it! Then I make him suck my titties to ease the ache a bit. Doesn't it affect you that way too?"
It did, though Helen hesitated to admit it. By this time, the ice had begun to melt, leaving beads of cold wetness across her bumpy nipples. The expertly-guided towel had both her nipples throbbing with arousal, and she couldn't resist admitting the truth.
"My God, does it ever! I just can*t help it ... it feels so nice ..."
"Then maybe I can help."
Gail had been waiting for the right moment, her fiery-fringed cunt worked into a juicy lather at Helen's groaning pleasure. Now she went on without pause, not giving her friend time to think.
"After all, I'm the one who started this. And I want you to enjoy this every bit as much as I always do, so I suppose it wouldn't hurt if I just . . . just enough to make you feel good . . . mmmm ..."
She sank down* her full lips parted, and fastened her mouth on one ripe hard nipple.
"Annh!"
Surprised by the sudden action, Helen released a sound between a moan and a shocked gasp. This was going much too far, and even through her pleasant daze, she knew it. Her hands flew up, fingers tangling in Gail's clipped red curls.
But somehow, she couldn't push the redhead away. Gail's mouth sucked urgently on her captive nipple, lapping and torturing her aching tit-bud with an expertise that had her cunt frothing like a burst dam. Blasts of pussy-cream' soaked her pussy, and almost without realizing it, she was clutching at Gail's head, mashing her tit against her face, and whimpering sensuously.
"Uhh . . . darling, that-that feels so ... oh lover, suck my tit more. Suck-suck my tit, oh, baby ..."
Gail licked off the icy, beaded water streaks, sucking ferociously on Helen's huge, upright nipple. Then her mouth moved across to the woman's other tit and paid it equal attention, making both tits slick with saliva.
Then, just when Helen thought she was going to explode with a naughty climax, Gail pulled back and returned to rubbing her down as if nothing at all had happened; only their mutual heavy breathing displayed that the two women were now fully aroused.
"Muh-My goodness, that was every bit as sweet as I thought it would be!" the redhead gasped, running the ice-filled towel down across Helen's flat stomach and shifting her position to the foot of the bed. "I told you this would be fun, and we've only just started. The best is yet to come, darling-and I do mean come."
If Helen had had any intention of putting a halt to what was happening, that urge was swept away in a fresh surge of juicy need as the ice pack traveled over her glossy mound of cunt fur and dipped down to the closed juncture of her inner thighs.
"Now we're getting to the best part," Gail explained, her voice filled with greedy hunger as she eased Helen's legs apart. "There's no need to be shy by this time, dear. We girls don't have anything to hide. Now spread your legs wide open and let me finish up! Ann, that's just right ..."
Helen couldn't help herself. As if by magic, her thighs opened up under Gail's fingers, totally exposing her slick creamy cunt to the redhead's stare. "Is ... is this better?"
"Um, you know it is." Gail gazed at Helen's pussy spread before her, her furry cunt fringe wet and matted and her pink, puffy cuntlips flaring out. "You have such a lovely cunt, I could spend all day just admiring it like this. But we have other things to do, don't we? Let's see how you like this."
She slid the cold towel over Helen's gaping moist cunt-mouth, and the woman cried out, startled. She clamped her legs shut immediately.
Gail laughed. "That woke you up, didn't it?"
"You . . . you bitch!" Helen gasped without real anger. "You purposely wanted to do that! Just for that trick, maybe I shouldn't let you massage me anymore! And . . . and maybe I won't massage you, either!"
"Oh, don't worry," the redhead said, her smile widening. "You'll let me finish, all right. And just to prove I don't intend any more mischief, I won't even need the ice. Fair enough?"
She set the pack down and slid her hands between Helen's clamped thighs, forcing them apart once more. Her face moved up into the opening that formed, and Helen knew what was going to happen now.
Even worse-she wanted it to happen.
"All right, but no more tricks." She pTetended to give in and opened her legs wide once more. "And if you really want to prove yourself, how about a little more of that nice massaging? The kind you do with your mouth."
"Just what I had in mind," Gail muttered, easing onto the bed until her face was inches from Helen's soaked cunt. "Oh yes, just the very thing I had in mind . . . ummm ..."
Her tongue lashed out, plowing between the brunette's cuntlips and stabbing into her churn-
ing fuck-hole, then flicking out long enough to work her taut jutting clit before lunging back in again.
"Uhhhhmmmm . . . "
Helen grabbed her friend's head once more, pumping her cunt up to Gail's mouth and sobbing in pure pleasure.
Gail was a true expert at eating a woman's cunt, as she quickly proved. Alternating between stroking Helen's fat clit and drilling her tongue into her furry cunt with prick-like stabs, she soon had her friend crying out and swelling to climax.
"Yes! That's it, eat my cunt you bitch! Eat my pussy! Oh God, Gail! Tongue-fuck me like that- faster, baby, faster! More, more!"
"Mmmuuurnmm ..."
The redhead slurped and tongued Helen's sweet creamy pussy with unleashed hunger. Her own cunt was burning for attention, but she wanted to make absolutely sure she had Helen in the proper frame of mind first. She lapped and sheathed her tongue in the brunette's melting cunt as if it were a fucking cock. Then she drew it out and went to work on her clit as well.
"Uhhhh!" Helen wailed, writhing up. "Suck my clitty, damn you! Suck my clit good and tongue-fuck my pussy harder! Yes-oh, lover, that's perfect! Make me come-come, baby, coorame!" Her last words rose to a shriek as the first explosions of orgasm tore through her cunt.
Gail's tongue rammed into her pussy with hungry lunges, collecting each flow of cunt juice and stabbing deep for more. Cupping her friend's surging ass in her hands, the redhead gobbled with panting sobs of her own, hunching and climaxing on the bed in sympathetic unison.
Helen had never felt anything like the orgasm that ripped through her cunt now. She'd never had her pussy eaten by another woman before-hadn't even seriously considered the possibility. Now she was discovering that it wasn't so bad after all. In fact, cuntsucking was just the way for two lonely, horny women to spend the afternoon! She exploded again and again in frenzied joy, plunging and shoving her cunt into Gail's face as the orgasmic explosions built into one last, final burst to total oblivion.
"Yes! Fuck me, fu-uhhh! Baby, cunt, oh fucking lover-I'm coming! I'm . . . cummiiing!"
She came frenziedly, as if the peaks of ecstasy would never end.
However, after what seemed a blissful eternity, they did.
At last Gail rose, licking at the slick layer of cunt juice on her lips and chin. "Oh, honey-that was good! But we've only just got started. Now I'm going to fuck you a little more in my own way, just to keep you warmed up. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Ah ... ahh ..."
Moving quickly, Gail climbed around on the bed and sprawled in a mirror-image of Helen's position, her tapered legs tangling with the brunette's outflung legs and her fiery wet cunt grinding against the other woman's brown-furred pussy.
"This is how women fuck," she explained hoarsely, meshing their bodies together. "I'm going to show you just how to do it. Then we can fuck each other. You'll enjoy that, won't you?"
Using her hands to position Helen's limp, complying legs, she worked herself forward. Cunt mashed against cunt with a wet squishing sound, and clit dug against clit as the redhead began to undulate in a snake-like fucking motion.
Instantly, Helen gasped with new fervor, clutching at Gail's thighs and heaving her own pussy down in rhythmic response. Her glazed, lust-filled gaze caught sight of their pussies churning together, brunette cunt curls mingling with sopping red cunt fur in a slurping cunt kiss that quickly grew even wetter as they groaned and thrashed together.
"Oh, darling-that's just right!" Gail cried as she fucked with increasing friction, grabbing up the cold sopping dishtowel and rubbing it hard against her small spiked tits. "Your clitty feels just like a little cock-annh-that's it! Fuck me nice, darling, and I'll fuck you-ew-w-w-w ..."
The redhead's clit felt enormous pushing against
Helen's fat hooded clit, and within moments, they were sobbing and ramming pussies together violently, hunching each other to climax.
Gail was the first to come, in a screaming surge of rapture.
"Fucking! We're fucking-oh yes! Your sweet cunt-it's fucking my pussy right off! Faster now! Dig your clit into me faster! More, lover, more, more! Ahhhh!"
Pumping frantically, Gail climaxed again and again in abandoned gyrations that quickly had Helen wrenching in orgasm as well.
"Uuuuhhh-"
They came in perfect unison, twisting and thrusting with their legs entwined and their pussies melting together in floods of unending cunt-cream.
At last, absolutely satisfied, Gail slumped, twitching spasmodically. "Ahhh, lover, that was fantastic! It was the best fucking I've had in so-o-o long ..."
Totally caught up in the most unusual fucking she'd ever had in her life, Helen giggled. Suddenly she couldn't resist the impulse to repay her friend's favor. "If you think that was good, just wait. It ... it's my turn now!"
Even as the words came out, Helen was twisting around to confront Gail's drooling, wide-open cunt. Her pussy glistened slickly, her smooth cunt-lips flared out and her clit-button jutted as big and fat as a hard nipple. And all was encased in a halo of red, matted cunt curls. Still swelling in the waves of bliss that had her groaning, Helen couldn't imagine a more beautiful cunt. She dived into it, her tongue lashing.
"Ahhhmmm!'*
"Fffummm . . ."
Gail's cry mingled with Helen's gasps as she plunged her hungry tongue into her friend's juicy pink cunt, tasting another woman's pussy for the first time in her life. She slurped and sucked, lapping the flood of cunt juice that poured from Gail's pussy.
"Yes lover," Gail moaned. "Oh, please fuck me good. Make me come until I can't stand it-yesss- oh, fucking sweet baby, yes!'*
Though she had absolutely no experience at eating a woman's cunt, Helen knew what she liked herself. She sucked on Gail's rigid clit, nibbling it with her teeth and torturing it with her tongue until the woman was practically screaming with bliss. Then she drove her tongue into her delectable cunt, working it with frantic strokes while her fingers slid down to her own pussy, dipping into its lathered recess and burying themselves into her fuck-hole.
Already built up to climactic pitch, both women were quickly wailing and heaving with fresh orgasms. Gail screamed, and her body arched like a taut bowstring as shudders of sheer unleashed ecstasy ripped through her.
"Eat me! Fucking cunt, fuck my pussy! Fuck-
fuck-fuck meeeeee!"
With three fingers sheathed in her cunt, Helen came as well. For a moment that seemed like an eternity of oblivion, they surged and cried out in muffled joy, until the last twinges of pleasure had subsided.
At last, worn out and happily drained, Helen managed a weak laugh. "My God, what a way to relax!"
Gail joined her laughter, scooting around to cling to the brunette. "I . . . ahhm-I told you it would be fun. And it was, lover. Even better than I'd expected . . . mmmm . . ."
Her mouth came down on Helen's and their wet faces pressed together, tongues clashing.
Finally, Helen pulled away, reaching for her clothes. "I'd better get home and see to the kids before I end up spending the rest of the day in bed!"
She rose and dressed, this time delighting in Gail's devouring gaze.
Then, fully clothed and ready to leave, she turned back with a smile. "That was-umm-one of the most interesting shopping trips I've ever had, Gail. We really must do it again some time."
Gail stretched luxuriously, showing off her lithe model's body in a way that had Helen's pussy aching all over again. "Don't worry, lover. Now that we know what we're both really interested in, we will. You can count on it."