Chapter 16
Gene sat by his wife, on her right, and started to put his arm around her shoulders.
"No," Cynthia said quickly, "don't touch her. I want her to feel only what I'm doing to her." Her touch light, she caressed the inside of both of Libby's thighs at the same time. "How wet is your pussy, darling?"
"Soggy," Libby murmured. "I'm so excited, I don't know what to do. I can almost cum, but not quite."
"I'll help you get there now, darling," Cynthia cooed. "Put your left leg over my shoulder so your husband can see, and show us your pretty pussy. That's right, now move your right leg a little, but don't touch him."
Mesmerized by the unique situation and the carnally wise young brunette's throaty, sexy voice, Libby propped her left leg on Cynthia's shoulder and moved her right leg as far to the side as she could without touching Gene.
Libby's sopping pussy twitched with excitement, and Cynthia wondered how long she could keep her on the edge of climax without letting her go over. There was so much pleasure, she could give. She bent her head to one side and brushed her hair along the inside of one thigh, tickling and stimulating her skin as she blew a stream of air at the other thigh.
Libby was going crazy. She was sure she would fly apart in a million pieces, and she didn't think she would even feel the explosion. "Oh, baby," she murmured, reaching for Cynthia's head to force it between her legs, "why are you torturing me this way?"
"Don't do that, baby," Cynthia said, pushing Libby's hands away gently. "Hold still and let me show you how good this can be. Be patient."
"You're as bad as Gene. He makes me crazy the same way."
"Is it so bad, darling?"
"No," Libby breathed, "it's so fucking wonderful. That's why I can hardly stand it."
"Just think how much more wonderful it's going to feel when you cum, darling." Cynthia slid her hands under the tormented blonde's ass and lowered her head and traced the outline of Libby's cunt lips with the tip of her tongue. "Mmmmmm, your pussy tastes so good," she said softly. "I knew it would. And I love your perfume. It's very sexy."
"It's Gene's favorite," Libby murmured.
"A girl who puts perfume around her pussy knows what's important in life." Cynthia used one finger of each hand to part Libby's outer lips. "Oh, my, your clit is so big, just gorgeous."
Libby shuddered like somebody had poured a bucket of ice water over her heated body. "It feels like it's going to explode."
Cynthia slowly explored the succulent folds of Libby's pussy with her tongue, then tickled her clit with the tip of her tongue. "You can cum soon," she said, flicking her tongue over the swollen bud, "and your climax is going to be so big, I'm going to share it with you." She looked at Gene and said, "Slide your hand down your cock and hold it at the base, darling."
Gene knew what she Wanted. He turned and put his left leg on the couch and held his hard cock firmly at the base, displaying it for her.
"Gorgeous," Cynthia said.
Libby looked at her husband's cock, smiled dreamily and whispered, "It is gorgeous, isn't it?"
"Play With your cock while you watch us, darling," Cynthia said, "just don't let it squirt yet."
Cynthia slid one finger into Libby's pussy, put her other hand between her own legs, and rubbed her clit lightly. A second finger joined the first in Libby's pussy and she flicked her tongue back and forth over Libby's clit and fingered herself.
Libby looked at Gene and smiled like an angel. "Oh, Gene, darling," she said softly, "she's finger-fucking me, and her tongue feels terrific on my clit. She's going to make me cum."
"I think that's the name of the game," he chuckled.
"You can touch her now, darling," Cynthia said softly.
Gene kissed his wife, and she trembled and moaned into his mouth when he gave her his tongue to suck as she came. He felt Cynthia's free hand fondle his balls, then move up to grip his cock and stroke it, and he hefted Libby's right tit and fondled it with loving hands.
Libby snatched her mouth away from Gene's and screamed, "Oh, fuck!"
"Let it come out, baby," Cynthia whispered. "Enjoy what I'm doing to your pussy and let it all come out." She blew her warm breath over Libby's inner lips. "Yes, baby, share your climax with us." Her tongue licked and her fingers drove in and out.
Pressure built in Libby's belly and waves of pleasure began to crest again. "Don't stop," she cried, "don't stop."
Cynthia licked around her fingers several times, then pulled them out and spread Libby's hot box open and licked all the succulent flesh her tongue could reach.
Libby jerked, wailed and came, the spasms going on and on, un-like any climax she had ever experienced-not the hard, fast kind she had when she got herself off, not the kind she had with her pussy filled with a hard cock, not even the kind she had when Gene licked her, but deep in the core of her being, and marvelously different. Impulsively, she grabbed Cynthia's head and pulled it up and kissed her full on the mouth, thrusting her tongue in and out like a cock.
Cynthia's soft lips undulated as she let Libby's tongue explore a few moments before she captured it and sucked it avidly, then broke the kiss and stood.
Not content with such a short kiss, Libby jumped up and hugged Cynthia with obvious emotion. "Thank you, darling," she said softly. "I've never cum that way. It was wonderful. You know so much, to be so young." She released Cynthia and caressed her tits, then boldly put her hand between the young brunette's legs. "Gene, come here, darling."
Gene got up and stood by the girls, and Libby put her left fuck finger in Cynthia's pussy and gripped his cock with right hand.
"Mmmmmm," she chuckled, "that's an interesting contrast."
"I can see your right hand on my cock," Gene said. "What are you doing with your left hand?"
"I've got my finger in Cynthia's pussy," Libby said.
"Let me try it," Cynthia said. She put her left fuck finger in Libby's pussy and her right hand on Gene's cock, along with Libby's. "Yeah," she said, "it is interesting. You have a good imagination."
Libby pulled her finger out of Cynthia's hole and caught her joy buzzer between her index and second finger.
Cynthia shivered and put her arms around Libby's neck and held on tight as Libby's fingers moved gently up and down. "Oh, God, that feels so good," she whispered. "My pussy is on fire!"
"It feels like a little oven," Libby chuckled. "I thought you might need a little relief after what you did for me."
She ran her fingers up and down the brunette's slit, spreading juice from one end to the other, and when she had the gash thoroughly wet, she attacked Cynthia's clit with furious finger action.
Cynthia responded to the lascivious fingering by twitching and shuddering, bending her knees and tilting her crotch up and hunching rapidly. "Oh, God," she moaned, "I love it!"
Libby fingered Cynthia's pulsating clit faster, and Cynthia humped and jerked harder. Libby licked her nipples, then kissed her on the mouth, and Cynthia moaned louder. Libby stuck two fingers up her cunt, and Cynthia clung to Gene's dick like it was a lifeline and really went wild as Libby finger-fucked her with two fingers and mauled her clit with two more.
Cynthia's pupils dilated and she started cumming, her moans of pleasure quickly becoming screams of ecstasy as Libby's busy fingers shoved her over the brink into a pink abyss of deep carnal pleasure, and she came so hard that her knees almost buckled.
Libby kissed Cynthia and tongue-fucked her mouth and frigged her clit and finger-fucked her until her orgasm tapered off, then played with her pussy, pulling at the lips and running the tips of her fingers up and down the hot slit.
"Ohhhhh, God, that was good," Cynthia said with a deep sigh. "You're so beautiful, and just as sexy as I hoped you would be."
"Your pussy is very tight," Libby said. "I see why Gene-likes to fuck you. You're so beautiful and vibrant and sexy."
"And lewd and lascivious and perpetually horny," Cynthia said playfully. She cupped the blonde's ass and pulled her closer. "You're a beautiful, sexy woman, too, darling."
Libby put her hands on Cynthia's buttocks and very slowly rubbed their crotches together. Cynthia leaned back, her face flushed a rosy pink with passion, and ran her hands over Libby's big tits, exploring every inch of the pliable flesh, watching with enchantment as the nipples swelled and grew longer.
"I love your big tits and fat nipples," she whispered. She caught one of the long nipples between her lips and sucked delicately.
"Darling," Libby said softly, "let's get Gene in here and have some fun with his tongue and cock."