Chapter 5
There was no one else in the big, rustic room. Angela and I were both wearing loose dresses without underwear, so there was no real obstacle to what happened next. Looking down at it, then up into my eyes, she lifted one of her large breasts free.
"Isn't this pretty, Jane?" she asked, licking her lips, then bending her dark head and licking her own nipple as well. "Wouldn't you like to get your mouth on it?"
I blushed. For all I'd done in my new sexual life, I'd never been that intimate with another woman.
"All right," my friend went on, seeing my hesitation. She inched her dress up her long, smooth thighs, spread her legs, and showed me her dark-furred pussy. I felt as though I'd seen it before, given her explicit story!
"How about this?" Angela asked. "Wouldn't it feel marvelous against your naked thigh? And wouldn't yours feel even better rubbing on my leg?" She paused. "Not to mention how it would feel if we went head to foot, and feasted on each other to our hearts' content."
That was enough to do it for me. There was a warm feeling in my tummy, and my slit was getting very wet. I was ready to try anything. And her graphic tale had gotten me primed!
So, with a deep sigh, I let my full-blown body slump against her lean one. I began sucking her nipple as she stroked my red hair. Then she lifted my chin, gazed soulfully into my eyes, and gave me an open-mouthed kiss. It was my first erotic one with a woman, and it wasn't any better or worse than a man's, just different. She went on to take my hand and put it between her legs, where for the first time I felt someone else's furry mat and hot, slippery parts. All resistance gone now, and replaced by an excited curiosity, I began to finger her.
"That's more like it, Jane," Angela said. "Now stand up, take off your dress, and let's have a look at you!"
I did as she asked. She took in my full, round breasts, my hourglass waist, my swelling rear and thighs, and my lush red bush. After nodding her approval, she arched up from where she was sitting and kissed my nipples, bringing them fully erect. Then she trailed her tongue down my belly, even swirling it around in my navel. I began to shudder with deepest joy.
Arriving at my pussy, Angela nuzzled my pubic hair, taking strands of it between her teeth. When she separated my labia with her tongue, my body started to heave with passion. And when she licked along my juicy slit, I felt myself already building toward an orgasm.
"Oh, yes!" I sighed, stroking her dark head, pushing my furry mound toward her. "This is good. This is very, very good!"
"I knew you'd get right into it, Jane," she replied with a smile, taking her mouth off me. "Forgive the expression, but for sensitivity as well as a secret thrill, there's nothing like another woman's touch!"
Then my new, female partner stood up and got naked herself, doing a little turn and showing off her tall, lean body with her excitingly contrasting large breasts. I ran my hands over her smooth, warm flesh, suddenly viewing another woman from the sexual standpoint, feeling like one of the other lovers she'd told me about. I groped between her legs again while she fingered me in return.
"That's it," Angela purred, shuddering happily. "Love my body. We're the same sex, so it's almost like you're loving your own!"
At that, she lay back on the couch, looking like a wonderful, dark Diana, as well as the spiritual founder of the free place where we were. In initiating me into lesbian sex, I'd thought that she'd make love to me, but apparently she wanted me to discover and express myself. And in doing so, I surprised her, too. I didn't fall into her outstretched arms, but instead moved to my knees, and put my mouth between her spreading thighs.
I opened her with my fingers, taking a moment to look at her. How beautiful a woman was, with all her tender pink folds! She didn't have the prominence of a cock, but she more than made up for it with her intricacy. It might not be too much to suggest that also mirrored her soul. And her clit, and her opening, suddenly made my heart proud. I knew I was made the same, but, of course, I'd never studied it so closely.
Enough thought, however. In my new life, action was the way to thought, and so I moved on. Grasping Angela's straining thighs, I began to lick her lovely seam, concentrating on her joy button then darting my tongue inside her. She reached down and twined her fingers in my curly red hair, hardened her belly, and moved her sex against my lips. I looked up, past her reposing breasts, and met her lustful brown eyes.
I almost wasn't aware that I was tasting her female juice for the first time. But when I realized that, I savored it, because it tasted wonderful!
"Oh, Jane!" my partner moaned. "You are a natural. I'm so glad Sal brought you here!" She paused, to accommodate a quiver of passion. "But come on up, now. Get your furry mound on mine!"
I did as she asked, running my mouth up her belly and between her breasts, stopping for a moment to rub one of my hard-nippled mams on her vulva. Then I kissed her full on the lips, knowing that she could taste her own juices on mine. It was just as fulfilling when I moved my face aside, when I felt her smooth cheek against mine and her hot breath in my ear. It was even better to be breast to breast with her, our hard, sensitive nipples meeting.
But best of all was my incredibly horny pussy rubbing hers, in all-out, lesbian fucking!
I slid over, and began frantically humping her thigh. Totally free and out of control now, I worked my slippery slit along her feminine flesh, going for an orgasm. In the back of my mind, I still couldn't believe I was doing what I was doing. But I wasn't about to stop. Angela's dripping quim was also on my leg, adding to my excitement. We were blending together, becoming one panting, straining, pleasure-seeking mass of woman. I could almost feel her joy in me.
Then we came together, putting out more love fluid, hugging and quaking with delight. I had visions of a lesbian paradise, maybe the original one that the poet Sappho had created on a Greek island. But the new world that Angela had ordained on the Nevada ranch was more than enough to contain this, too.
"Oh, yes!" we moaned, feeling absolutely exhilarated. "Oh. Oh. Oh!"
I'd done it! I'd actually had sex with another woman! But, being women, we were instantly ready for another round. So, while our pussies were still wet and tingling, we turned head to foot on the couch. I was still on top as we began to eat each other right.
Now my lesbian energy was definitely unleashed. I put my curly red head between Angela's smooth thighs, took a deep breath, and buried my mouth in her slippery cunt. It felt wonderful to lick all around her brown and pink folds, to diddle her clit, and to poke my tongue up her lovehole. I ate her avidly, my full breasts pressing her belly and my hands grasping her firm round buns.
On the other end, her practiced tongue was doing my pussy proud. My thighs tightened on her dark head as she made her tongue long and hard, almost like a cock indeed, and thrust it inside me. She lifted her firm breasts and massaged my tummy with them, making everything between my waist go absolutely wild. Now it didn't feel like being a lesbian, just like being natural.
We wiggled and licked and slurped that way, building each other higher and higher. I wanted to lie on Angela's smooth, firm flesh forever, and to drink nothing but her tasty love juice. I wanted her tongue in my pussy, darting and flicking, too.
Then we came again, in an even bigger way than the first time! Our naked female bodies bucked and lunged, abandoned in sexual frenzy, as we almost drowned each other with our spurting stuff.
"Oh!" we gasped, when we finally tore our mouths away. "Oh, yes. Ah!"
There in the big room at the unconventional Nevada ranch, Angela had widened my horizons even more, like the open space outside in the cool desert night. But if I thought that was the end of the evening, I had, to be colloquial as Sal wanted me to be, another thing coming!
That same Sal suddenly appeared in the room, along with the other young, rhymed stud, Hal. They took in our naked, sex-oriented bodies and raised their eyebrows, but not in a disapproving way.
"Wow, gals," my male friend said. "You two really seem to have gotten it on. But maybe we can still be of assistance."
Angela smiled. "Yes. After all, lesbianism isn't what our little world here is really about. Besides, we've done about all we can do along those lines. In short, as I'm sure Jane will agree, we could use some cocks!"
Sal grinned and reached for his belt buckle. "Coming, or cumming, right up. But they sure as hell won't be short!"
There were a couple of straight chairs next to the couch, and the two youthful guys shucked off their clothes and sat down on them. Their cocks stood up, long, thick, and throbbing, looking very tempting to us older females. We wanted to sit on them, and we did!
But first, we played a little game of musical chairs. Romping nakedly around the guys, our breasts and buns jiggling, Angela and I tried to decide who would be with whom. Finally Hal laughed and clapped his hands when I was in front of him, and I settled down on his lap while Sal accommodated our leader.
Facing the young blond stud, grasping his shoulders and straddling his legs and the chair, I lowered my mature, spread pussy onto his vertical dong. Inch by delicious inch, I took him into my red-furred wetness, at the same time letting my heavy breasts press his chest. He ran his hands down my back, grasped my full behind, and sighed at the presence of so much older femininity. Sometimes, it was almost as if we were taking advantage of these guys.
But I took all I could, riding him for all I was worth. At first I jogged up and down, my breast flesh bouncing. Then, though, I discovered a levering action with my hips that pleased me even better. I let my tight vagina suction powerfully on his rod, until we were both sighing with the approach of an orgasm.
Meanwhile, Angela was riding Sal. The two dark-haired lovers, one twice the other's age, were coupled as though neither age nor anything outside fucking mattered. But un-like my pair, she was fucking with her back to him, her long hair hanging down. She was straddling him on the chair, but was riding higher than I was, her hands on his hard thighs, her sexy upper body leaning forward, and her pussy ramming back on his rod. He was stroking her smooth round rear, but all he really had to do was to lean back and let her do it. With her totally liberated ways, Angela wasn't our leader for nothing!
And there were her magnificent breasts. As she rode with her eyes closed and her mouth open in passion, her hard-nippled mammaries thrust awesomely forward, moving in heavy rhythm with her fucking action. That was a picture I wouldn't soon forget!
"Oh, yeah, guy!" Angela panted. "We're not in the West for nothing. Damn, you've got a big saddle horn for this cowgirl to ride!"
"Go to it, cowgirl," Sal responded. "Work that hot, forty-plus pussy of yours on my hot young rod. Do it. Make us cum!"
In that ranch house, with the wide-open spaces all around us, the position in which we were fucking did seem appropriate. But all thought was ended by the massive orgasms that suddenly overtook my female friend and me.
"Oh. Oh, God!" I bellowed, as a powerful sensation filled my whole voluptuous body. Whetted as I'd been by my first lesbian encounter, and now stuffed with Hal's throbbing meat, I went through a climax that had to be memorable. Surges of sexual energy spread all the way to my fingers and my toes, and my hard nipples ached delightfully. My naked flesh quivered as my joyful feeling went on and on.
My dark-haired female friend was going through the same thing. She rammed her furry quim back on Sal's stiff cock one more time, stopped, and then exploded with ill-concealed glee. Grabbing her long tits, holding them up to her mouth and sucking and actually nibbling at her nipples, she shuddered in great waves. There was a distant, indescribable look in her brown eyes as she acted out her older woman-younger man beliefs to the utmost.
We women had made it, but the young studs hadn't yet. As they often did, they were waiting to see what further mischief we lusty older gals might have in store for them. Nor did we disappoint them. Looking conspiratorially over at me, Angela raised her well-fucked snatch off Sal's hard and vertical dick.
"Do you remember how I wanted to sit on this?" the tall brunette asked me, nodding to his member.
"Yes," I replied, thrilling when I realized what I'd hear next.
"Well," she concluded, "here I go, literally!"
It was absolutely wild to watch Angela replace her pussy with something else. Still straddling Sal with her back to him, she eased her ass slowly down on his tall, lubricated cock. His dark eyes widened when he saw what she was doing, and he gasped with excitement when he felt it.
"Oh, damn!" the young stud groaned. "Oh, that's marvelous!"
His partner didn't have to do much more than to take him partway into her to make him shoot off. His muscular body stiffened and he howled with ecstasy. She pulled herself off him, with an audible sound, and he shot ribbons of jism high into the air.
That left me straddling his lap and facing Hal. The blond hunk was half-crazy from watching what the other couple had just done, and so was I. There'd been a time when I wouldn't have dreamed of seeing such a thing and certainly wouldn't have thought of doing it. But now, I knew that a lot of people ass-fucked and that it was basically natural. Besides, now anything went!
"Get ready to do the same, lover," I purred, gazing wantonly into Hal's blue eyes. "Get ready!"
"Oh, Jane!" he exclaimed, as I raised off his dick and repositioned myself. "I've never done that before."
"So you're in for a real treat," I replied, starting to lower my gorgeous behind, and thinking of the first time I'd done it with Sal.
The look on his handsome face was indescribable when I took him in. So were Sal's and Angela's expressions as they watched us. The one seemed pleased that I was being as free as he'd taught me to be, and the other looked a bit surprised by just how free I was.
In any event, I really gave it to Hal. Lunging slowly up and down, I took his upright rod deep in my anal passage, thrilling us both with my tight constriction. It was pretty convenient that I had more than one, or even two, openings for love. The way I felt these days, I wouldn't have minded having all three of them filled at once!
I came again, grunting like a primitive savage as the delightful sensation spread through me. My mature, voluptuous body felt more alive than ever before.
"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh!" Hal echoed, squeezing my big breasts. "I'm cumming fast. I'm cumming, too!"
But instead of letting him shoot inside me, I slid my butt off and hunched back until his balls nestled in my pussy hair. "Make me a fountain," I told him. "Let me see a pretty fountain!"
And he did. The next moment, he sprayed man stuff upward between us, moaning and sighing with a massive release. It went so high that I was even able to catch some of it between my smiling, thirsty lips.
After that, the four of us, the two older gals and the two young studs, relaxed in a row on the couch. We felt like happy pagans, there at that place in the desert that Angela had made to shield our unusual pursuits from the world outside.
"That was amazing," I said, reaching over to stroke our tall, dark leader's heavy breasts and soggy sex, then giving her a soulful kiss. "I think we should all thank you for what you've done."
"Thank you, Jane," she replied. Then, though, she exchanged a secret look with the two studs. "But wait until you see what's been arranged for tomorrow night!"