"Two wives want it" - читать интересную книгу автора (Peterson Tim)

CHAPTER THREE

Vanessa's pussy was too juicy and delectable to abandon right away, so Samantha spent a few long moments languishing her tongue in the contented cunt of her lady-friend. She savored the last tremors of the woman's orgasm and slurped out the remaining cum-juice, and simply basked in the rich sexiness of Vanessa's privates.

"Hey lady," Vanessa crooned presently, "you're making me woozy."

Licking her lips, Samantha lifted from the gaping cunt. Ass on heels, up on straight arms, she gazed up at Vanessa's flushed face. "You're irresistible."

"A girl hears it can be good but that good? Never. But God, my pussy's beaming from one end to the other. My clit's purring."

"I loved eating, you," Samantha confided openly. "I want to do it again."

"It hardly seems fair, you doing everything," Vanessa said with bright eyes.

"Getting ideas?"

"A couple."

"I wouldn't want you doing anything out of guilt, just because I gave you a treat."

"How about lust?"

"Now you're talking."

Vanessa's hot eyes went over Samantha's big busted form and she licked her lips in anticipation. "I'm gonna do a real piece of work on you," she vowed. "You're gonna come right down to your toes, you hot bitch."

"I love it when you talk dirty. Let me kiss that slutty mouth." Samantha moved up over Vanessa on all fours and glued her mouth to the blonde's with unchained raunch. Vanessa lifted both hands to the brunette's hanging tits and squeezed into the pliant flesh. Vanessa's urges bubbled to the surface.

"Let me on top," the blonde vixen said. "See if I can't show you a thing or two."

Vanessa eased to one side and out of the way as Samantha took her place on the chaise lounge. Vanessa moved up astride of Samantha on all fours, but only briefly. Sliding both knees out behind her, she lowered her pelvis and turned onto Samantha's. Supported on strong, slender arms, she let the magnificence of her titties come to rest on her lady-friend's domed tits.

"A little kinky," the brown-haired woman observed. "But I like it."

Erotic sparks flitted through Vanessa from the contact of their tits and their pussy-mounds. Vanessa increased them by swaying from side to side and then in tantalizing circles, rubbing her incredibly smooth tits against Samantha's.

Grinning, Samantha arched her back and lifted her tits against Vanessa's. They were like a pair of kids, these two women, discovering for the first time the magical effect one body could have on another. If it was wrong for two females to be doing this together it was lost on them. It felt perfectly natural and wonderful, and that was all they needed to know.

Until that afternoon they had been faithful wives, caring mothers and virtuous women. At least on the surface. Underneath were the same qualities, but something more. Underneath, they were also sensualists. Females who loved to get naked and suck and fuck and all those good things.

Vanessa laughed with the delight of it. It was like being set free from a deep, dark prison. And Samantha laughed with her.

"Can you feel it?" Vanessa needed to know. "Are you like a whole new person?"

"Yes, love, yes!"

"I can't remember being this hot for another person."

"I'm hot too, lady! Real hot! Take me! Take me like I've never been had before!"

"Your titties are so sexy," Vanessa breathed. "Gotta suck them now! Gotta suck on your sexy tits!"

Samantha swept her hands up to the undersides of her swollen tit-mounds and bunched them up as Vanessa slid down to face level with them. The blonde feasted her hot eyes on the lotioned tits, briefly uncertain of where to start, or how.

A hungry, wicked urge prompted Vanessa to bare her teeth and make a grab at the nearest succulent nipple. She caught it about the baser between her teeth and, biting down, lifted her head. The stiff nipple lifted, then slipped from the sharp grasp. The hard friction sent a vivid jolt of excitement through Samantha's tit and body.

"Oh, you savage," Samantha breathed, playing her fingers into the mane of blonde hair. "I'll have to scream for help if you're not careful!"

"I'll make you cry for more, slut of my heart."

Vanessa took Samantha's other nipple into a similar toothy grip and lifted her head. Samantha gasped, then cooed, and Vanessa went at the original victim of her wicked ways.

When plucking at Samantha's nipples stopped being enough, Vanessa began biting into the surrounding flesh atop the brunette's tits. Some of the bites were harder than others, some softer. Sometimes she opened her mouth wide and scraped the smooth flesh with her teeth. Always she returned to the erect nipples, keeping them erect, and inflamed with the raw excitement of pleasure/pain.

"You're hurting me, you bitch," Samantha said in an unconvincing, pouty voice. Her hands pulled at Vanessa's hair, not hard enough to hurt.

Vanessa giggled wickedly and kept on doing what she was doing – but not for too much longer. Not wanting to get Samantha mad, she went to another approach.

Lips now. Soft and velvet and warm, and soothing. Their first loving caresses made Samantha smile sweetly and coo affectionately. She didn't notice the devilish look that remained in Vanessa's expression.

Vanessa sucked onto the peak of one of Samantha's tits, letting it force her mouth open as she took more and more of the meaty cone in. Lips stretched, mouth crammed with tit, suction holding, she lifted her head. The cone of tit-flesh stretched to its limit and snapped from Vanessa's mouth back into place. Before it could stop jiggling, Vanessa was sucking it into her mouth once more.

"Bitch!" Samantha grinned. "That's as bad as before." Vanessa's head lifted and Samantha felt her poor tit being drawn out from her body and she cried out from the harsh treatment. "Nnnn, try the other one," she said shamelessly.

Vanessa obliged, and continued mauling Samantha's tits in this way. She seemed to be taking a perverse pleasure in inflicting this pleasure/pain, but at no point did it threaten to get out of hand. Samantha whimpered with delight.

"I thought I was the bold one," Samantha murmured, "but here you are, teaching me how it is."

"You bring out the beast in me," Vanessa managed to say before stuffing herself with one of Samantha's mauled tits.

Samantha laughed. "I can see that. And it's getting to me. Making me hot. I'm starting to feel like I'm all one long cunt!"

"That's good, that's what I want. It's how you made me feel!"

"Then you know what I need."

"Say no more," Vanessa said to that. Digging in her hands, she pushed herself down on Samantha. Her knees went off the chaise and she knelt on the ground, the front of her body lying on the lower section of the chair, Samantha's long and shapely legs reaching out to either side of her. Already slightly bent at the knee, they lifted higher, and spread wider, and the brunette's cunt opened before Vanessa's eyes.

Samantha felt the warm gusts of her lady friend's breath on her crotch and she spread wider. She wanted Vanessa to have everything at her mercy. Everything. She cupped her sore tits in her hands and squeezed consolingly, waiting for the real fun to begin.

Samantha's body quaked as Vanessa's uninhibited lips nuzzled the swollen flesh of her cunt. Vanessa kissed down along the moist folds and then back up. She brought her tongue into play, letting it flick and flutter this way and that, anywhere it pleased, blanketing Samantha's cunt with soft touches.

Vanessa lifted her hands to the backs of Samantha's thighs and pushed. The legs went back and the pussy became even more splayed before her eyes. The center cut was open and inner pink was showing through. Vanessa didn't wait to send her flicking tongue into the intimate, juicy crack.

"Oooohh, aaggghhh, yeah baby, that's the way!" Samantha enthused, on the brink of breathlessness. "Ohhhh, you're good. You're good like I can't believe! Go ahead and take me!"

Vanessa let her hands slide down Samantha's thighs, bringing fingertips to the folds of percolating cunt. She pulled the female privates open, revealing inner fuck-slit, pulsating hot pink pussy-flesh, and the stiff spike of the aroused clit. She blew cool air onto it.

"Now you've found my hot spot." Samantha grinned. "Now I'm really at your mercy."

Vanessa moved closer, and the closer she got the hotter her breath was. She was steaming Samantha's clit, then burning it as she came right up close. As Samantha was about to cry out, Vanessa stopped blowing and took the hot clit into the velvet comfort of her surrounding lips.

"Oh wild," Samantha said laughingly. "Oh, are you gonna make me come! I just know it now!"

Holding the chit between her lips, Vanessa pushed softly at the cap with her tongue tip. The coral-pink spike pulsed with horniness.

Gentleness was the key now. And patience. Lifting a woman to a high level and holding her there, making her wait, was the only way to go. Riding along on a magic carpet of rapture and anticipation was heaven on earth.

So Vanessa didn't concentrate on Samantha's clit zone with her wily stimulation. She moved her tongue down onto the folds of outer cunt, into the stretched opening, into the fuck-hole itself. She wiggled and stabbed, stroked and teased. She kissed, and sucked.

Time passed, unnoticed, as the pleasure of giving and taking went on and on. She was claiming more and more of Samantha, digging deeper and deeper into her. Trembles relied continuously up and down her thighs, through her ass. Her body jerked and twisted, gasps and shuddery cries bubbling up out of her throat.

"No more," she gasped finally. "No more! Make me come! Make me come now!"

Vanessa made it last until she thought Samantha simply couldn't take any more without coming anyway. Somewhat resignedly she lowered her mouth onto the torrid clit and squeezed, stroking with her tongue.

Samantha had time to take a deep breath and braced herself for the first surge of climax. It hit her like an explosion, followed quickly by another, and another, and she was being pounded without mercy by a terrific climax.

She had to cry out, and that was followed by wails of total pleasure as the thrills of her climaxing core gushed through her craving system. She writhed and bucked with the onslaught of energy, feeling the wind being knocked out of her.

She was left a quivering, whimpering wreck of her former self as the orgasm passed and faded into aftermath. She could not take any more than she just had. No way. Didn't even want to think about it.

Satisfied in her own right, Vanessa pulled herself from her lady-friend's cunt. She climbed back up onto the chaise lounge and stretched out on top of Samantha once again, between the woman's legs this time, pussy-mounds and tummies together, tits bedding snugly. She kissed Samantha with her pussy-wet lips, and felt Samantha lick at the juices.

"I really shot some stuff, huh?" Samantha remarked.

"Loads. Like you'd been saving it up for me."

"I have been saving it up. I'm glad you were the one to get it."

Vanessa gave her a kiss, then said, "My, my, my, if our husbands could see us now, huh?"

"Not much chance of that. They'd have to tear themselves away from their precious balance sheets first."

"I know," Vanessa lamented. "You don't suppose it's just us though, do you? I mean, maybe we just don't do it far them anymore."

Samantha gave an impudent squirm under Vanessa. "Is this a body any man could be bored by?"

Vanessa grinned. "You have a point."

Vanessa shifted off to one side and stretched on her flank. Samantha rolled to face her, and the two females rested together.

Vanessa was pensive. "He hasn't stopped fucking me completely," she said. "I just wish it could be more often. And more."

"I know. But hey, we've got each other. What's the problem?"

"Sneaking around, I guess. It's dishonest."

"You want to tell them?"

"No."

"You want to stop?"

"God no."

"Well, there's our answer."

"I guess," Vanessa allowed.

"All we have to do is be there when they need us. Beyond that, our business is our business."

"Just what is our business? Are we talking about an affair now?"

"We're friends. We do things together – including sucking and fucking. Let's leave it at that."

"Sounds good," Vanessa said, face brightening.

They kissed to make it official. They snuggled closer together, and Vanessa giggled at a discovery.

"God, I can't touch you without getting a hard-on."

"Fresh urges? Like what?" Vanessa smiled shyly. "Come on," Samantha urged.

"You'll think I'm dirty."

"Now you absolutely have to tell me."

"Sometimes when I get horny, when Leonard is fucking me or before, with you, I get this urge, this need… to have a finger… wriggling around… in my ass."

"Mmmmmm, I know just what you mean."

"You do?"

"I've felt it too. It just comes over me sometimes, a really wicked, funky feeling."

"Well," Vanessa said suggestively, "if we can talk about it, we can do it, don't you think?"

Samantha wriggled in response to the open lewdness of it all. "Damn right. Let's do it. Let's finger each other in the ass, like the horny sluts we are."

Face to face, lounging on her side, each woman folded a leg into the air. Samantha took the lead, sliding a hand down across Vanessa's tummy onto her blonde cunt. She inserted a finger into the gooey pussy.

"A little juice to ease things along?" Vanessa guessed, delving her finger into Samantha's cunt.

"I don't have to teach you much."

"But we can learn from each other," Vanessa answered, giving a squeeze with her cunt muscles.

"That's a sexy trick. I wonder how you learned to do that."

"It seemed to come naturally. But I'm sure you could get the hang of it."

"Might help if I had a cock to practice on."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, okay?"

Samantha nodded, and the two women turned their attention to diddling one another's pussy. This style of penetration was fun too, but it didn't cause either of them to forget the original intention.

Samantha was the first to pursue it directly. Squirming closer to Vanessa, she slipped her wet fingertip down to the small, inward pucker of the blonde's asshole. "Ready?"

Vanessa responded by moving her fingertip to Samantha's hot asshole and saying, "Ready as you are."

Samantha pressed and Vanessa's asshole spread around the penetrating digit. Vanessa followed her lead, keeping it close. Inch by inch, bit by bit, they inserted wet fingers into one another's shit-chute.

They shuddered together, and giggled with naughtiness as the fingers went deep.

"Ohhh this is good!" Vanessa breathed. "Good dirty fun! I'm loving it!"

To add to the thrills, Samantha lifted her thumb onto Vanessa's clit and flicked it back and forth on the stiff spike. Vanessa trembled hotly and immediately reciprocated, giving Samantha's clit a good going over. Their lips met, and they shared a soulful kiss.

Vanessa began running her finger in and out of the tight sheath of Samantha's shit-chute. Samantha joined in that kinky fun with her usual enthusiasm, and the two of them happily diddled each other in the ass for long moments.

"Is this ever gonna make me come," Vanessa enthused in a throaty voice. "This is the wildest thing I've ever been through."

"Plenty more where this came from," Samantha assured. Gliding her finger in and out of Vanessa's ass, she twisted her wrist this way and that, cork-screwing the blonde woman to new heights of arousal.