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“There is something else I would like to suck,” I said, placing my hands on
her hips and pulling her lower body into mine, hoping she would get the
hint.
My ploy worked. Immediately, I felt Beth’s hands press downward on my
shoulders. “Kneel!” she commanded.
Who was I to disobey such an order? I fell to my knees like a wounded
deer, still holding on to her supple hips. Her skirt-covered abdomen was
now inches from my face. The blue denim called to me. As I felt Beth’s
hand press lightly on the back of my head, I moved my face forward and
planted my still eager lips right over her pubis, pressing into her skirt
with my chin.
“Yes!” she cried as I started chomping on the denim, dry-eating her.
I was really turned on now. My hands moved from her hips downward,
along her tightly stretched skirt, until they came to rest on the backs of
her knees. As usual, she wore no stockings. I had told her long ago that
bare legs turned me on. She pressed her pubis against my mouth as my hands
began their upward trek, this time along the satiny softness of the backs
of her thighs. In the process, I was slowly pushing her skirt higher.

I continued sucking on her elongated nipple for several more delicious
moments. She seemed to find the most enjoyment out of my sucking the
nubbin as hard as I could, drawing it deep into my mouth, then playing a
rhapsody upon it with the tip of my tongue. Each time I did that little
number on her, she drove her loins against mine, really hard, pressing her
pubis against my cock, dry-humping me.
I tried to pull my lips away from her swollen nubbin, but she reached
behind my head and pulled my face back into her tit, urging me on with
animalistic noises that seemed to come from deep within her throat.
I was almost afraid to abandon the area for fear of being smothered by
her tit. Finally, I spoke into the nipple, without pulling my head back.

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As I gently bit the nipple pf her left breast, I worked my fingers
beneath the strap that ran from cup to cup in the front of her bra and
moved my fingers beneath the cotton until I found the softness her other
breast. How could I mind if these mounds were only cupcake-sized? They
were sensitive to the Nth degree, especially her nipples, which I loved to
suckle like a baby.
“It’s a lot more pleasurable if you suck on the real thing,” she said,
reaching behind her back and unhooking the clasp which held the bra in
place. I felt it loosen over my hand, so I pushed it upward, baring her
breasts, and let it mingle with the sweater still bunched above her chest.
Immediately, I clamped my lips on an available nipple and sucked greedily,
deriving my own pleasure just listening to the soft moans my efforts were
causing.

“Aren’t you going to take it all the way off,” she asked, somewhat
surprised that I left the sweater bunched beneath her armpits.
“When I’m ready,” I replied, lowering my head to her chest and
planting my lips right in the center of the right cup of her bra. The
nipple beneath the thin garment was already turgid. I bit the nubbin
lightly, through the bra cup, causing Beth to moan softly.
There were no more formalities between us. If the weekend had done
nothing, it left us both with the understanding that we could do anything
we wanted to each other’s bodies. There was no more pretense to our love-
making. We were both surprised to learn that we would do the same things
in front of an audience of our friends that we would do in the privacy of
our bedroom. There was no longer a need for modesty on either of our
parts. We were beyond that now. It was the perfect relationship.

“Let them find something nice to do. I’ve already found it.”
“I guess you have,” she whispered sexily, frenching me with her tongue
and bringing her hand to the back of my neck, gently scratching me there
with her fingernails as I boldly moved my fingers lower and cupped her
pubis through the blue denim skirt.
“That’s nice,” she sighed, breaking kiss and moving her cheek next to
mine, gaining access to my super-sensitive ears. She took the opportunity
to blow soft, warm air into my left ear, sending chills all over my body.
“Blow in my ear and….”
“And you’ll fuck my brains out,” she interrupted.
“That’s a promise,” I said.
“I’ll hold you to it,” she whispered, breathing her words against my
ear.
Her buttocks were pressed tightly against the counter. Her legs were
opened as wide as the somewhat tight denim would allow. When the tip of
her tongue found ear canal to its liking, I nearly busted my gourd.
I moved both of my hands to the bottom of her sweater which lay
loosely around her waist and, in one quick motion, pulled the soft wool
over her girlish breasts, exposing the plain white cotton bra. She was
never one for really fancy underthings. Someday I would teach her how to
dress sexily underneath her dignified exterior.

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“You’re getting me started again,” she said.
“Mm-mm,” I mumbled into her hair. I could feel my cock beginning to
grow between her ass cheeks. I knew she could feel it, too.
Turning around then, she put her arms around my neck, our mouths found
each other, and we pressed our bodies together, tightly. It was as close
as we could get without actually fucking. I reached down to the through
our meshed bodies and gently kneaded her skirt-covered abdomen, pressing
lightly just above her pubis.
“Don’t you think the others will miss us?” she husked, moving her
pelvis slightly against my roving fingertips.

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“You’re sure you didn’t come,” she said, sliding her body down mine
until she was on the floor, her head just above my engorged cock.
“Good,” she whispered, grasping the shaft in her right hand and
lowering her mouth over me, her lips shaped in the familiar ‘O’. She took
the penis into her, sucking it slightly.
“That feels good!” I sighed.
She stopped sucking for a moment. “Don’t be afraid,” she husked.
“Afraid of what?”
“Afraid of coming in my mouth,” she whispered just before lowering her
head over me once more and enveloping me with her warmth.
It didn’t take long for her magic to work. She couldn’t have bobbed
her head up and down on me for more than a deliciously sweet minute. I
didn’t tell her I was coming; I just let it happen, spilling my seed into
her as she swallowed each and every drop.
The very next afternoon Beth was washing her hands at the kitchen sink
when I came up behind her and pressed myself into her rear, putting my
hands up underneath her sweater, feeling and gently squeezing her breasts
through the thin cotton bra.

“Are you serious?”
“Very serious,” I replied. “I thought you were great.”
“I’ve never done anything like that before,” she said softly,
searching my eyes for a sense of truth in my replies.
“There’s nothing wrong with what you did. The both of you enjoyed it,
and I enjoyed watching.”
“You won’t think I’m some kind of slut?”
I laughed. “Do you think I’m bad for masturbating while I was
watching the both of you?”
Beth’s eyes lit up. “You didn’t!” she gasped.
“I did,” I confessed.
“Did you….ah….did you….”
I helped her with her shyness. “Did I come?”
“Yes,” she smiled.
“No,” I replied. “I was saving that for you.”
“I’m wanton, David,” she whispered. “I think I’m over-sexed!”
I squeezed her tit harder, then pulled her closer to me. “We have
something in common,” I said.

When it was over, both women stood up, naked and sweating, and
embraced, breast to breast. Bill moved to Ellen’s side and put his arm
around her. Ellen turned to embrace him. Beth looked over at me, red-
faced, then walked toward me and planted herself on my lap. Her body was
soft and warm and slightly sweaty. We watched as Ellen and Bill went up
the ladder to the loft, leaving us alone.
Beth looked at me as I cuddled her in my lap. There were tears in her
eyes and she began sniffling. “What’s the matter?” I asked.
“I just embarrassed myself,” she replied, between tiny sniffles.
I cupped her left breast gently, moving my thumb lightly over a nipple
that had never been so hard. “You just shone in my eyes,” I said softly,
pulling the towel away from lap and throwing it on the floor, allowing my
erection to rub against Beth’s thigh.

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Ellen was beside herself, moaning loudly, her head thrown back against
the sofa. She moved her hand to the top of Beth’s head and tried to guide
the incessantly devouring tongue even further into her. She even raised
her legs into a wide ‘V’, her toes pointing skyward, as Beth licked the
length of her slit and sent her head spinning. “Eat me! Eat me!” she
cried, feeling the magic about to happen. “I’m coming! I’m coming!”
Her entire body seemed to shake with her orgasm as wave upon wave of
sweet ecstasy spiraled from her loins throughout her spasming body. I had
never seen a woman come with such intensity. To my surprise, Beth kept her
head between Ellen’s legs even after the initial shock waves had died down,
laving her sex with slow, wide swipes of her full tongue, tasting the
copious flow of juices running from the steaming cunt.

She looked down between her own spread legs to the still writhing
Beth. Her brow was more furrowed than before. Sexual excitement flushed
her face. “Do me!” she ordered.

Beth looked up at the splayed, wide-open sex. She had never even
thought of doing it to someone of her own sex, but Ellen had removed every
inhibition she had known in the last half-hour. She literally dragged her
exhausted body to a kneeling position between Ellen’s invitingly opened
legs and plunged her head between them. Ellen bucked her hips upward,
forcing her steaming crotch into Beth’s face. Beth gave her all, shaking
her head from side to side, then up and down, fighting to get her lips and
tongue into every nook and cranny of Ellen’s sex.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cried, straightening her legs out and shaking
them violently as a few more streams of cum spewed out of her pussy.
The look on Ellen’s face was one of satisfaction, knowing she had
really done something to my girlfriend that she would never, ever forget.
But there was still a look of sexual desire written across her face. She
eased herself off of Beth’s back and planted her buttocks on the sofa, then
raised her feet off the floor and brought those, as well, to the cushion.
The effect was to utterly expose her sex.

The time Beth’s moan was longer and louder. We couldn’t see what Ellen was
doing to Beth’s asshole with her tongue, but whatever it was it was causing
her to beat her toes into the carpet.
Ellen lingered longer at the opening this time, rimming the rosebud to
her heart’s delight. Finally, she straightened up again and drove several
more stinging spanks upon the completely reddened ass, causing Beth to emit
shrill cries of pain and pleasure.

Ellen continued to alternate the spankings and the lickings,
increasing the length of her rimming each time, and increasing the number
of hard, cracking slaps with each new round. Beth was now beside herself,
making animalistic sounds from deep inside her throat, breathing
tremulously. It was obvious to everyone when her dam broke. For the first
time in my life I saw a woman actually squirt out jets of clear cum,
flooding the carpet between her spread legs, as the orgasm took control of
her entire spasming body.

Ellen pounced on the opportunity immediately, leaning over until her
chest was planted in the small of Beth’s back, flattening her breasts
against Beth’s body, digging her sex into the upper part of Beth’s naked
body. In another instant, her face was inside the parted buns, planting a
soft kiss on the crinkly rosebud. Beth screamed out, as if a jolt of
lightning had struck her, as Ellen worked her tongue into the puckered
opening.
Almost as soon as she began, Ellen straightened up and ordered Beth to
move her hands away from her ass. As soon as she complied, Ellen drove a
hard slap onto the exposed flesh. Beth cried out in pain. Ellen used her
hands to pry the lower ass cheeks apart once more, drove her head between
the splayed globes, and darted her tongue into the nether portal again.

“It’s like a lake!” exclaimed Ellen, moving her fingers back and forth
inside Beth’s canal. The slurping sound that we all heard was ample
evidence that Beth was past the point of no return. Her moans were now
loud and prolonged.
Ellen withdrew her glistening fingers and brought them to her mouth.
Incredulously, I watched as she greedily sucked the cum-laden digits,
tasting Beth’s pungent juices on her tongue. When she took the fingers out
of her mouth, she looked back down at the twin spheres beneath her.
“Show me your ass again,” she ordered in a firm, somewhat demanding
voice, then watched as Beth unhesitatingly offered her upturned cheeks to
Ellen.
“Higher!” demanded Ellen. “Present yourself!”
Beth arched her back even more, raising her abdomen well off the
carpet, poking her ass out smartly. “That’s much better,” said Ellen.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Spank me!” cried Beth.
“Reach back and open yourself up first. Show us that cute little
button!” Ellen was in complete control now; Beth would be willing to do
anything, and she knew it. She felt Beth’s hands work between her own
spread legs and then come to rest on the still glowing ass cheeks. Boldly,
Beth pried her own flesh apart, exposing the tiny button.