Chapter 7
Heather took Connie home with her after the movie. She deliberately left the door to her bedroom wide open. She hoped her daddy just might happen to pass by.
Connie licked Heather's lips, then kissed her tenderly. "I'm so glad you brought me home with you. I could use some of your nooky right now. Fucking you gives me such a rush!"
"Well, let's take a shower and see what we can do about that," Heather said softly.
They undressed without ceremony. As usual, Connie instinctively posed for Heather. She stood with her feet slightly apart, hip shot, her head tilted, giving her the appearance of a coquette. She grinned and fluffed up the forest of brown hair between her thighs.
Heather's eyes ran up and down the brunette's body, drinking in the sight of her medium-sized, hard-nippled tits, the womanly swell of her hips, and her magnificent thighs.
"You have a dancer's legs," Heather said softly.
"I get all mushy inside and my pussy flows like a river when you look at me that way."
Heather chuckled deep in her throat, a sexy sound that sent shivers of excitement up and down Connie's spine.
"Darling, your pussy flows like a river with the slightest provocation."
"Uh huh, but it flows heavier when you drink me with your eyes."
"I'll drink you with my mouth later."
They came together under the warm water and hugged passionately. Heather smiled dreamily as she kissed Connie's lips, neck, and thick nipples. Connie lifted her tits and held them as Heather rubbed their nipples together.
"You're so beautiful, and so sexy," Connie said.
"Thank you, darling," Heather whispered. "Did you know that I fell in love with you the moment we met?"
"The feeling was mutual," Connie said.
Connie pushed Heather back and her liquid brown eyes drifted slowly up and down the redhead's voluptuous body. Her beautiful tits looked like a ripe watermelon had been peeled, cut in half and stuck on her chest. The opulent patch of red hair in her crotch spread over her lower belly and rambled down the inside of her shapely thighs.
Heather cupped and caressed her tits as she posed proudly. "You make me so hot just by looking at me, darling," she breathed. "You like to look at my body, don't you?"
"You know I do," Connie whispered, her mouth dry, her throat constricted. "Until I met you, I had no idea that I liked girls. I was strictly a cock and balls woman. I love to fondle your tits and suck your nipples."
"Not to mention my pussy," Heather chuckled.
Heather pulled Connie to her and put her arms around the brunette. The feel of their tits and bellies rubbing together made their blood race faster and hotter. Heather put her hands under Connie's shapely ass cheeks and pulled her groin forward. She wriggled her ass, pressed their mounds together, and ground gently. Connie put her arms around Heather's neck and held on tightly. They rubbed mounds languidly, their passions building, their pussies getting wetter by the second.
"I can feel your clit rubbing against mine," Heather whispered. "Does it excite you as much it does me?"
The more Heather rubbed, the shallower and faster Connie's breathing became. She was experiencing delicious feelings and sensations. "Oh, God, yes!" she said in a hoarse whisper. "It excites the hell out of me! I'm going to cum!"
"Super, baby!" Heather exclaimed excitedly. "Get it! Let it happen! I love to make you cum."
Heather clung to her girlfriend and continued her slow grinding motion, keeping their clits pressed tightly together. She stared into Connie's liquid brown eyes as she hunched her snatch.
"I want to hear it when you cum," Heather whispered hotly. "I want you to tell me how much you like it."
"I love it!" Connie moaned. "God, I love it!"
Passion took over, and Connie's eyes glazed over. Her mouth fell open. She tightened her grip on Heather's neck and hunched her twat against the redhead's.
Heather slid one hand into the crack of Connie's ass and tickled her tight brown anus lightly, barely touching the puckered flesh. Connie gasped. Her hips jerked harder.
"Now!" Connie hissed.
Heather continued to rub their twats together and stuck the tip of her finger in the brunette's asshole.
"Yesss!" Connie wailed as her pussy exploded. "Oh, my God, yesss!" Her orgasm passed as quickly as it had come.
"Are you okay?" Heather asked tenderly. "Cumming standing up is hard on the legs."
"I'm fine," Connie said softly. "It didn't last long, but it sure was good! I was so keyed up I thought I would burst. That took the edge off very nicely."
"Let's go to bed and get comfortable. You can cum all you want."
"I doubt that!" Connie laughed. "When I'm with you, I never come close to getting enough."
Heather slipped her arms around Connie again and pulled her close. Their tits pressed together. She kissed the sexy young brunette full on the mouth.
Connie's lips came alive as she thrust her tongue into Heather's mouth. They hugged tightly, rubbing their pussies together again. Their active tongues fenced as they swapped spit and tasted the warm sweetness of each other's mouth. Connie liked the tender sweetness of a woman's lips.
Heather slid her hand down and caressed the satiny skin of Connie's rounded ass. She ground her mouth against Connie's as she pulled the brunette's ass forward and scrubbed their pussies together. After several moments of tender kissing and caressing, she broke the kiss and leaned her head back.
"Connie, dear Connie. I just have to fuck you, darling. I'm so fucking hot!"
Connie's pulse raced. "Yes," she whispered. "Let's fuck each other until we scream with joy."
"You're one up on me," Heather teased.
They held hands and hot-footed it to the bedroom. Heather flipped the bedspread back. She looked at Connie's pussy and grinned.
"You've spoiled me, you wicked girl. I can't look at your pussy without wanting to eat it."
"May I suck you off first?" Connie said. "You know I'm hooked on your pussy. I just love the way you taste."
Heather got on the bed and lay on her back. She flexed her knees, pulled her feet up to her buttocks and let her knees fall apart.
"You look so sexy lying like that," Connie murmured.
She put her hands under Heather's lush ass and pulled it closer to the edge of the bed. She sank to her knees, eager to drink in the alluring, womanly charms Heather displayed. She caressed the inside of the redhead's thighs, her touch as light as a feather. Her deeply tanned hands made a sharp contrast on Heather's pale white skin. The difference in their coloring always pleased her. Her blood raced through her veins a little faster as she stared into Heather's open crotch, at the flaming red hair curling and twining in erotic patterns over her snatch.
"I'm glad you don't tan your hide," Connie said.
"Redheads don't tan, dear. We burn and get freckles all over. I wish I could tan as beautifully as you do."
Connie ran the tip of her right index finger along Heather's slit, barely touching the puffy pink lips.
"You're a teasing little witch," Heather moaned.
"You like it," Connie replied.
"Yes, just as I like everything you do to me."
Connie put one hand on each side of Heather's pussy. She lowered her head slowly and stuck out her slender pink tongue. She ran the tip through the redhead's slit as lightly as she ran the tip of her finger.
Heather's hips twitched. The lips of her pussy puffed up and opened slowly. Connie gurgled with glee and licked a little harder. Her tongue went between the protruding lips. Staring at the bottom of the slit, she dragged her tongue north with calculated slowness. The languid caress brought a deep sigh from Heather.
Connie slithered her tongue up and down the puffy gash, coaxing the redhead's cunt lips open wider. She licked very slowly up and down.
Heather's ass jerked up and down, reflexively following Connie's tongue. She put one hand on Connie's head and stroked her hair tenderly, smoothing it back, not exerting any pressure. Connie would take her time, bringing her up very gradually before she got serious about sucking her off. She never knew if the girl would attack her cunt voraciously and immediately, or treat it like delicate antique china that would break from the slightest touch. She liked the suspense, the intrigue.
Connie separated Heather's blood-gorged lips and gently sucked one into her mouth. She held the thick lip tightly between her lips and pulled it away from the slit. She released it with a soft plop and ran her tongue the full length of Heather's slit. She caught the other lip between her lips and repeated the trick.
"Mmmmmm," Heather muttered. "I like that."
"You like anything somebody does to your pussy," Connie teased.
"Yes, but you do me better than anybody else."
"Better even than a man?"
"Oh, God, yes! Much better. Any man who can suck pussy as well as you do isn't safe from women."
Connie hummed in her throat, thrilled by Heather's tribute to her cunt-lapping skill.
"Are you going to make me wait a long time before you make me cum?" Heather whispered.
"Oh, you have to wait and see," Connie said brightly. "Am I making you feel good?"
"You know you are, you little witch. You always do."
Connie stuck her stiff tongue up the redhead's twat and thrust it in and out, tongue-fucking her with deliberate slowness. Just as Heather's ass began to bounce up and down and she thought Connie was going to give her a good ride to heaven without delay, Connie withdrew her tongue. She dragged it up the red-furred gash and tickled Heather's big clit.
"Your little boy-in-the-boat is peeking out at me," Connie said softly. "Only it isn't so little. It's so big and lovely."
"And so sensitive!" Heather hissed.
Connie tickled the love button gently with the tip of her tongue. She giggled with amusement when Heather's hips jerked quickly in response. Giving her lover such pleasure made her exceedingly happy.
"Are you ready?" Connie mumbled.
"God, I've been ready all day!"
"Tell me how it feels when you cum, darling."
They often played this little game as they pleasured each other.
"I feel like I'm going to break apart. Like everything inside me shatters into a thousand points of bright light and all the bad, tense feelings just evaporate."
Connie uttered a deep, satisfied sound and kissed the inside of Heather's thigh. "I feel so good when you talk to me this way, darling. I feel so very special to you." She touched the tip of her tongue to the redhead's clit again. "And that makes you feel good, doesn't it?"
"You know it does!" Spasms raced through Heather's body. "It feels fantastic, really super, when you do my clit with your tongue," she wheezed. "You're a dear, sweet nymph with a golden tongue. You are so very special to me."
"Your pussy feels good against my lips. And you taste so good ... so delicious ... nectar of the gods."
"That's ... OOOOOO ... ambrosia, darling."
"Uh huh, and ambrosia is what I drink from your pussy."
Connie lowered her head between Heather's thighs and covered the redhead's erect love button with her tongue. The tender touch on the center of her sexual sensations made Heather jerk and moan deeply. Connie stroked the hard morsel gently with a slow, firm motion.
Heather trembled visibly. She put her hands on her own tits and stretched her nipples way out to their full length. She pressed them back down with the tips of her fingers, rolled them around a few times, then pulled them out again. She spread her thighs wider, opening herself avidly for Connie's kisses and tongue caresses.
Connie trailed the tips of her fingers up and down the inside of the redhead's firm thighs as she lapped her snatch with long strokes of her tongue. The taste of Heather's succulent sex flesh filled her with a deeply satisfying feeling she couldn't describe. She pressed her head deeper between the shapely, alabaster shanks. She stiffened her tongue and probed Heather's slick honey hole.
Heather shuddered as the tongue tip penetrated her hot, oily tunnel. She put one hand behind Connie's head and applied light pressure, not to force the girl, but to express her pleasure. Connie's tongue thrust in and out of the wet hole a little faster.
Heather gasped and jerked her cunt up. "Oh, darling, your tongue feels so fucking good!" she moaned. "It won't be long, dear. Going to cum soon and fill your mouth with my juice. Drink it, darling. I want to hear you slurp it up and swallow it."
Connie put her hands behind Heather's thighs and pushed her legs up and back. She rolled her ass up and spread her firm, well-rounded buttocks. She snaked her tongue down to Heather's asshole.
Heather uttered a choked, gurgling sound as Connie's dynamic tongue pressed and flicked and wiggled around the tight little ring. The lewd touch made her burn and tingle, and spread liquid fire through her body. Both of her hands flew back to her tits. She let loose loud caterwauling sounds of pure ecstasy as she mauled her big mammary mounds. Torrents of salacious sensation raced up and down her spine, prickling her scalp and curling her toes.
Connie moved up and opened her mouth wide. She covered the mossy mound and weeping gash and sucked avidly.
Heather writhed and undulated. Her solid, lush ass hit the bed again and again with loud thunks. A heated glow of joy infused her body. An intense stab of passion shot through her when Connie's tongue landed on her clit and began to vibrate.
"Oh, fuuuuuuck!" she wailed.
She clenched her teeth so hard, the muscles in her jaws stood out and quivered. Her head rolled rapidly from side to side. She pulled and pinched her nipples so harshly they burned. She tried to spread her legs wider, but the muscles didn't seem to be working properly.
"Ooooohhhhh, Connie! Darling!" she hissed. "Oh, fuck, my cunt feels so fucking wonderful!"
Connie wrapped her arms around Heather's thighs and pulled them close to her head. She liked to feel the silky flesh against her cheeks. Her tongue danced an erotic jig on the redhead's turgid love stud as she immersed herself in the succulent sogginess of Heather's twat.
Heather's body trembled harder. Connie's tongue fluttered faster, moving with lightning speed over the erect, fat love button.
The tremors passing through Heather's body became more intense. The sensations flowing from her clitoris surged, building momentum as they grew. Connie flicked her tongue lickety-split over her clit with a feathery touch.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Lick me! Make me cum!" Heather wailed, then began to babble incoherently.
Connie licked the redhead's clitoris faster. The erect love spike wiggled around under her tongue like a little prick. Heather's body heaved and bucked and undulated. She locked her legs around Connie's head. Her jerking pulled the girl's face into the cavern of her crotch. Her shrill wails rose in ferocity. Her body went out of control.
She peaked and slid slowly off the euphoric plateau of fulfillment. Her leg-lock loosened. Connie lifted her head and sucked in a breath of fresh air, the way a diver does when she surfaces after a long time under water. She pushed the redhead's legs open again and continued to flick her tongue, propelling her into another orgasm.
Heather's body jerked spasmodically, involuntarily, in ecstatic convulsions as Connie continued the assault on her supersensitive buzzer. The room seemed to revolve. Spasms raced through her, wringing her out, jangling her nerves, as yet another climax wracked her body.
Connie's tongue slowed gradually. She stroked and caressed Heather's clit tenderly, spreading a glowing bliss of sensation through the redhead.
Heather sighed deeply and patted Connie's head as the young brunette's tongue caressed her pussy. "My dear, sweet darling, you are a terrific pussy lapper," she said softly.
Connie lifted her head and grinned. "You're a good teacher."
"And you're a fast learner."
Connie lay on her back by Heather. "Play with my pussy! Finger-fuck me!"