Chapter 8
Once in Sally's room, Drew lifted off her partner's dress, pushed her back on the bed, and removed her panties and high heels. Sally was now completely naked. Drew's eyes swam up and down her voluptuous figure.
"You're gorgeous," she said.
"You too. What's your name?"
"Drew."
"Fuck me, Drew."
With a sparkle in her eyes, Drew climbed onto the bed with her. She pressed her face close to Sally's blonde muff and gave it a sniff. Liking what she smelled, she parted her cunt lips with her fingers and gave her clit a long, teasing lick.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," Sally moaned.
Drew continued to lick her clit. It grew more and more rigid by the moment. Drew's tongue danced around the quivering nub, nuzzling and caressing it, lubricating it with her bubbly saliva. The stimulation caused Sally's hips to buck and gyrate, as if they sought to escape Drew's provoking tongue, but always, at the last moment, decided to come back for more of the delicious torture. Drew grasped her honey-colored thighs and tried to hold her down. She could tell she was driving the other woman wild.
"Oh, Drew, don't stop. Don't you ever stop. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh."
"Mmmmmm," Drew murmured in reassurance.
After a few minutes, Sally's breathing grew more and more strained as Drew's tongue delved into her. Her pre-orgasmic ache was building. Spasms rocked her body every time Drew touched a particularly sensitive spot, and her thighs would come together reflexively, squeezing her tormentor's head. Then they would relax and fall back again, waiting until the next spasm came to begin the process again.
Needing something to touch, she grabbed Drew's hair and ran her fingers through it. It was so long that it could reach up to her chin, so that is where she brought it. She scooped up Drew's lustrous brown silk and laid it across her heaving breasts and belly, covering them almost completely. She stroked Drew's soft hair up and down, pleased by its warmth and texture. Only her hard nipples poked through the long, thick strands, exposing themselves to the cool air. Every time she touched them with her hands she shuddered.
She was very close to climaxing.
"Oh, God, Drew, I don't know how much more of this I can take!"
By the vibrations of Sally's clit, now swollen to truly gigantic proportions, Drew could tell how close to cumming she was, and responded by licking her harder and faster. Tormented with exquisite pain, Sally squirmed all over the place, and it became difficult for Drew to hold her down. Finally, sensing the moment ripe, she bit down on her partner's clit with her lips and shot two fingers deep into her cunt. This immediately sent the blonde plunging over the cliff.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she screamed, and began bucking out of control.
Drew had no trouble holding on, because Sally grabbed the back of her head and pressed her face right into her pussy as she came. She humped Drew's mouth frantically, whipping her clit in and out of it as if it were a small cock, riding along the soft, slippery cushion of her tongue. Drew swallowed spurt after spurt of vaginal juice, nearly drowning in the stuff. Unable to get away-Sally was taller and a good deal stronger-Drew surrendered her body to being manipulated. She held her breath and rode Sally's orgasmic storm until the end.
When she was finished, Sally rolled over onto her side and lay there panting. Drew sucked air into her lungs as well.
"You really know how to cum, don't you, Sally?" Drew gasped.
"That was the most incredible tongue job I ever had."
"Are you willing to return the favor?"
"Give me a moment, okay? You literally took my breath away."
"Okay, but only a moment."
While her partner recuperated, Drew amused herself with dipping her finger in Sally's dripping snatch and painting happy faces in clear fluid on both of their bodies. The blonde shuddered each time she did this, still very sensitive down there. After a few minutes of this, Sally turned around. Her breathing was normal and lust had rekindled in her eyes.
"Let me see that pussy of yours."
Drew, sitting back on her legs, parted her thighs and lifted up her skirt, exposing her brown muff. Sally licked her lips.
"Mmmmmmm. Looks delicious."
She sat up opposite Drew and inserted two fingers into her pussy, wiggling them around in there like live snakes. Drew shuddered and moaned.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh."
"Ticklish, huh?"
"Yes, very."
Sally removed her fingers and brought them up to Drew's lips. She smeared Drew's own juices on them, giving them a glistening coat.
"How does that taste?" Sally asked.
Drew's tongue darted out and in. "Good."
Sally leaned forward and kissed Drew. Her tongue came out and circled her lips, sopping up the juice that remained there.
"Mmmmmmmmm. You're right. You do taste good."
Shaken, Drew said nothing.
Sally leaned in for another kiss. This time her lips remained attached to Drew's, helped by powerful suction. Her tongue slithered into Drew's mouth and found a willing playmate. Around and around their warm, slippery organs danced, nuzzling, caressing, tasting each other's saliva. Electric sparks of lust were generated in the wet friction. Both women shook from head to foot.
Drew felt Sally's hands on her shoulders and found herself being slowly forced backward. Not resisting, she lay back on the bedsheets and allowed the other woman to mount her. As they continued kissing, Sally's naked pussy ground into hers, jerking forward as if she had a cock on the end of it instead of a clit. Drew shivered and moaned as if she had been penetrated nonetheless. Sally's cunt lips felt hot and wet as they kissed hers. Drew could not believe the thrills which coursed through her body, originating from that point of contact.
Slowly, methodically, Sally began fucking her with her pussy. She pressed down so hard with it that their enlarged clits were sometimes able to meet. When this happened, spasms rocked both of their bodies. Drew, unable to channel the energies surging through her, broke their prolonged kiss and gasped for breath. Sally nibbled on her earlobe and this sent her into even greater paroxysms of pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," Drew moaned.
After giving Drew's earlobe a final, thrilling lick, Sally's mouth began to travel downward, tracing the line of her neck and then surmounting her round mountains of flesh, heaving with the struggle to bring air to her lungs. Naturally, Sally had to scoot her body down to accomplish this move, so both women's pussies parted company. Drew fucked Sally's lower abdomen instead, smearing the supple flesh with her warm excretions, while the blonde lifted her top over her head. Sally's mouth fell on her revealed tits, sucking on her hard nipples and then kissing and licking and finally biting the softer flesh surrounding them. Drew squirmed under the tactile assault, her nerves overloaded on the stimuli. The itch in her cunt intensified into a burning yearning.
"Eat me out, Sally!" she gasped. "Eat me out! I want to cum so bad! I have to cum or else I'll go insane!"
Obligingly, Sally's mouth slipped down to cover her pussy, which she pried open with her tongue. Sally had a long tongue-a Jenny McCarthy tongue-and she stuffed all of it up Drew's warm, pulpy tunnel. That tunnel flooded with vaginal juice as Sally's tongue touched her G-spot. Drew's hips bucked as if she had been touched with an electric cattle prod instead of living tissue. Sally twirled that tongue around and around inside her, licking her vaginal walls, which quivered and contracted rhythmically under the assault. Drew felt her control rapidly slipping away. Within moments she felt the first tremors of her coming orgasm.
"Oh, God, I'm cumming!" she cried. "I'm cumming!"
The earthquake struck with a magnitude unregisterable by the Richter scale. Drew's body buckled under the impact. She let out a scream that could shatter glass. Sally threw her body over Drew's as it began to thrash around on the bed, trying to hold her down. She covered Drew's mouth with her hands to try to muffle her scream.
"Hush!" she said. "People will hear!"
But Drew couldn't stop herself. The pleasurable pain was too intense. She became unreachable by the mortal world. As her body bucked and thrashed, her mind soared high among the clouds of La-La land. Sally gave up her efforts to tame Drew and just clung to her, her beautiful naked body bouncing along with hers, and waited for her to come down from wherever she was.
That took nearly forever.
Gradually, Drew's consciousness re-inhabited her body. She found herself panting and covered in sweat. Her eyes focused on the woman lying on top of her. She looked vaguely familiar.
"Where was I?" she asked.
"In heaven, by the looks of it," Sally responded.
"Jesus, your tongue! I think that was better than the sex I had with Beverly."
"Who?"
"Beverly. She's a cocktail waitress I met. My brother made me have sex with her while he watched."
"Kinky. I would have liked to have been a part of that."
Drew sat up, an idea occurring to her. "Hey, do you like having sex with men as much as women."
"More, actually."
"Then I'd like you to meet my brother. I think you two would hit it off great."
"What does he look like."
"like me, only male."
Sally smiled. "Then I would definitely like to meet him."
Drew's hands came down and squeezed the blonde's buttocks. The two of them soon started kissing again.