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CHAPTER FIVE

As time went by, Barbara found herself more and more fond of Linda. The two women became good friends and Barbara dreaded the time when Linda had to leave. They were inseparable and Barbara loved Linda's company. They usually spent their mornings sunning and swimming at the pool and their afternoons playing tennis or shopping.

"Do you have to leave in the fall?" Barbara said one day when they returned from grocery shopping and were putting the food away.

"I wish I didn't, but I've got to get back to my job," Linda said.

"Why don't you quit your job and move here?" Barbara said. "There're lots of good jobs in town. And then you wouldn't be alone."

"I'll think about it," Linda said as she reached up to a top shelf.

Barbara gazed at her sister-in-law's thigh and a shiver ran through her. Lately she'd found herself drawn to Linda's tits and ass and the knowledge puzzled her.

Now she stared at the younger woman's tits as Linda plopped down on a chair. She felt her pussy moisten at the sight of Linda's tits poking out of her tight tee-shirt. This is crazy, she thought. We're both women!

She forced herself to stop staring and get busy fixing dinner. Cliff always liked to come to the house for dinner. He said he needed the change from the resort. She washed vegetables for a salad and the two women chatted about clothes and make-up, but still Barbara found her eyes returning to Linda's tits.

At one point she thought she saw Linda blush and turn away, but she wasn't sure. It was crazy! Here they were, sisters-in-law and good friends, and, apparently they'd become attracted to one another. Or had they?

When the salad was made and crisping in the refrigerator, Barbara fixed a casserole and garlic bread and the two women left the kitchen.

"I think I'll have a nap," Linda said yawning. "Is dinner at six as usual?" And Barbara's cunt throbbed.

"Yes, six is fine," Barbara said absently, opening the door to her room. "That means we've got two hours of peace before anyone comes home. I think I'll have a nap too. See you later."

She closed the door to her room and went into the bathroom to pee. She had a tight feeling in her crotch and her nipples had puckered up.

I've got to stop thinking about it, she thought as she wiped her pussy and flushed the toilet. It's out of the question.

When she finished in the bathroom, she climbed onto the bed and tried to sleep. She was slightly tired, and warm from the sun, but sleep eluded her. Her thoughts kept returning to Linda and the way her tits wobbled around inside her tee-shirt.

She tossed and turned and debated whether she should admit her feelings to the brunette. But what could she say? Can I march into her room and tell her I want to ball with her? She'd be appalled. Anyway, I wouldn't know how to begin. I'm no lesbo. Oh, God!

She stayed in bed for another fifteen minutes and then rose up and took a shower. When she was drying off, there was a soft knock on the door which nevertheless startled her.

"It's me," Linda said through the door. "I can't sleep."

Barbara wrapped herself in the towel and opened the door. "Come on in," she said, the same throbbing feeling once again in her cunt. "I couldn't sleep either. What do you suppose is going on?"

"I don't know," Linda said softly, looking down at the floor. "I feel sort of funny. I don't know… sort of strange."

The younger woman was wearing a short robe and now it opened and exposed her lush thighs. Barbara's heart raced as she sank down onto the bed. "So do I," she whispered.

"What do you suppose it is?" Linda said. Her face was pink and tiny tendrils of dark curls framed her pretty face.

Barbara decided to get it all out in the open. "I don't know about you, but I'm turned-on to you, honey. That's what's going on with me."

"You're what?" Linda stammered. The younger woman's discomfort gave Barbara the confidence she needed. She rose up and walked over to where Linda was standing. She took the brunette's hands in hers and smiled into her eyes.

"I said I'm turned-on to you," she smiled. "Turned on, as in fuck."

"But we're both women!" Linda gasped.

"Oh, I don't mean really fuck," Barbara said. "I mean I'd like to suck your pussy." And the lewdness of her own words shocked Barbara.

"Oh, God!" Linda breathed. "I've never done anything like that!"

"Neither have I," Barbara said. "This is all new to me too." Then a mischievous smile crossed her face. "But it might be fun to try just once."

Then she let the towel fall to the floor and she stood in front of Linda totally naked. She stepped back and cupped her tits, squeezing her thighs together.

"I've done a lot of terrible things lately," Linda said, her voice low and her eyes on Barbara's blonde-cunt-bush.

"I don't want to hear about it," Barbara said, remembering how Linda had looked sucking Tommy's cock. "Don't say anything you'll be sorry for tomorrow."

She pulled her nipples and ran her hands over her hips as she teased the brunette. "What do you say, honey? No one need know. Ever. I know how to keep a secret, if you know what I mean."

Linda's face turned crimson and she turned away. "Do you think we'll become lesbians we do it?" she said.

"Not if we just do it this one time," Barbara said, moving over to the bed and stretching out on her back. She spread her legs wide and fondled her soft inner thighs. God help me! she thought as she teased her sister-in-law. God help me for what I'm doing!

Now she held out her arms to Linda and motioned to the bed. "We've only got about an hour before Cliff and the kids come home. It's now or never," she whispered, pulling on her nipples. "Now or never."

She lay sprawled out, crossing one leg over the other until Linda slowly moved toward the bed. Her pussy was on fire now and she watched as Linda untied the belt to her robe and let it fall off her shoulders. She wore only bikini panties and nothing on top, and Barbara thought she'd never seen tits so lovely.

Linda climbed onto the bed and lay on her side next to Barbara. Barbara turned to face her, moving close enough to press her soft lips against Linda's.

Their tongues met and Barbara felt her cunt contract. The feeling in her pussy was overwhelming. All the teasing she'd done had made her terribly horny and now she sucked eagerly on Linda's tongue.

Linda's entire body trembled and Barbara rolled over on top of the younger woman. She pressed herself against her, tit against tit and cunt against cunt.

"Take your panties off," Barbara hissed, moving off her body.

Linda's boobs jiggled as she pushed her panties off her ass and down to her ankles. Barbara impatiently tugged them off and threw them onto the floor.

She pushed the younger woman down again and spread her legs wide. Linda closed her eyes and tossed her head from side to side as Barbara stroked the downy fur of her snatch.

It was all new to her, but she instinctively knew what to do. Linda seemed to want her to lead and Barbara didn't mind. She rather liked being the aggressor.

The brunette was gasping now as Barbara slid a single finger inside her slit. She arched her back and moaned as Barbara stabbed the finger over the younger woman's cunt-tissues.

She bent over and planted her lips on Linda's round belly. She slid her tongue over the velvety skin of Linda's middle, her finger still exploring Linda's gash.

Linda sobbed and writhed her ass when Barbara found her cunt and rubbed the tiny bean. The feel of another woman's love-button thrilled the older woman. She knelt down and gazed at Linda's snatch.

No wonder they call pussies gashes, she thought as she caressed the stiff knob. That's what it looks like. An open gash. An accident of nature.

Then she had an animal desire to suck Linda's cunt. Crouching down between Linda's thighs, she burrowed her face against the brunette's pussy and began sucking her honey-soaked cunt.

Linda thrashed her legs and shrieked and Barbara felt a tiny orgasm flutter through her pussy. Now she knew why her husband enjoyed sucking cunt. It was incredibly erotic!

"You're sucking my pussy!" Linda sobbed. "Oh, God, you're sucking it so good! Don't stop!" she hissed, grabbing Barbara's hair and trapping her mouth against her cunt. "Don't stop!"

But she needn't have worried. Barbara was having a ball, her face locked securely between Linda's thighs and her tongue exploring the younger woman's twat.

Linda ground down on Barbara's mouth. Barbara curled her tongue and sank it inside Linda's cunthole. The brunette trembled as Barbara snaked her tongue in and out of her cunt. Barbara slithered the artificial cock in root-deep, and then pulled it out again. Her own cunt convulsed as Linda's thighs pressed against her cheeks.

And then Linda came and Barbara held her down while the spasms shook her. They rolled around the bed and Barbara had never known such a thrill. Now she understood how Cliff felt when he sucked her cunt and brought her off.

Finally Linda sat up and grinned. "That was wonderful," she giggled.

"As good as a man?" Barbara said.

"Better than some."

"You mean it?"

"Yes, I do," Linda said. "And I'd like to do it too," she said, her eyes down.

"Oh, Linda, would you?" Barbara breathed.

She hadn't really expected the younger woman to return the favor. She knew it was a lot to expect. She'd wanted to suck Linda's pussy, but she knew sucking and being sucked were two entirely different things.

Now Linda ran tiny kisses over Barbara's neck and ears. "Since you sucked my cunt, it's the least I can do," she whispered.

The younger woman climbed on top of Barbara and pressed her hot lips against hers. Barbara felt her entire body melt as she returned the kiss. She pushed her tits against Linda's and four velvet-skinned melons rubbed together.

Barbara's cunt oozed cuntjuice and she moaned when Linda squeezed her ass. Her breathing was shallow. They kissed again, their legs intertwined and their tits pressing against each other.

Linda wound up on top of Barbara and buried her face against the older woman boobs. She sucked one of Barbara's tits into her mouth and Barbara shivered with lust.

"I love sucking your tits," Linda said as she went from one big jug to the other. "Isn't it crazy, the way I love it?"

"Suck my cunt now," Barbara murmured, struggling to move Linda's head down to her cunt.

The brunette released one of Barbara's tits and moved down on her body until her face pressed against Barbara's furry thicket. Barbara gazed down at Linda's dark curls and watched as the younger woman stabbed her tongue around Barbara's cunt-folds.

"It doesn't taste bad," Linda muttered, lapping her tongue gluttonously over Barbara's hot box.

She licked Barbara's sensitive inner thighs and squeezed her asscheeks. She flicked her cunt with her tongue-tip and licked up Barbara's gushing juices.

Barbara shivered and stiffened as a climax ripped through her body. Linda drilled her tongue into Barbara's cunthole at the moment of orgasm and Barbara rammed her pussy against Linda's mouth.

Linda continued tongue-fucking her gash and squeezing her assflesh.

"Do my cunt!" Barbara sobbed. "Suck my cunt!"

Linda withdrew her tongue from Barbara's cunthole and began a rhythmic fucking of her cunt. Another orgasm raged through her as Linda teased her pressure cooker.

Barbara's cunt-bush was drenched with a combination of cuntjuice and saliva. She shivered as another orgasm engulfed her and finally had to beg Linda to stop.

After a few minutes of rest, both women glanced at the clock. "We've still got time," Barbara said, hovering over Linda and guiding one of the brunette's tits into her mouth.

She pressed her fingers into Linda's big round jug and stuffed her mouth with the other one. Linda gurgled as the older woman nursed at her boobs.

Her knowing fingers pulled and tugged at Linda's silken melons. Her tongue curled around her spikey nipples and coated them with saliva.

She explored Linda's cunt-bush with her free hand and stabbed a finger inside the deep cleft. Linda squirmed her ass and moaned with delight, spreading her legs wide and inviting the intimate caress.

Barbara felt her own pussy twitch as she shot her finger deep inside Linda's pussypocket. She sucked her tits and stroked her snatch as the younger woman thrashed her legs in the air.

Then Barbara had an idea. She stretched out on her back and grinned up at Linda. "Sit on me," she giggled, arms outstretched. "Give me your cunt. I'm going to love it up again."

Linda beamed when she realized what Barbara wanted. She rose up and straddled Barbara's face, lowering herself down until her crotch was over Barbara's mouth.

Barbara clamped her arms around Linda's thighs and pressed her lips against Linda's fragrant pussy-flesh. She moved her tongue around Linda's cuntfolds with hot urgency. Her tongue slid around the slick pink petals, her own cunt scalded with desire.

Linda bounced up and down, feeding her twat to Barbara's mouth. "I could suck you too," she said. "We could do it together."

"Dynamite!" Barbara said as she released Linda's cunt.

Now the brunette moved around and spread out on top of Barbara. But this time her face was over Barbara's cunt and her cunt over Barbara's mouth. It was the classic sixty-nine position, but without pricks.

Now both women went at each other. Tongues and lips licked and lapped. Fingers dug into asscheeks and Linda squealed when Barbara teased her bunghole.

Barbara licked Linda's clit and used two fingers to frig her steaming box. She added a third finger and used the digits like a cock. She pushed the hood of Linda's cunt up and relentlessly licked the stiff little nub.

She trembled violently when Linda stabbed a finger-tip at her asshole. "Oh, God!" she yelled when the younger woman stuffed the finger into her shitter.

"Like it?" Linda said.

"Love it!"

Barbara closed her teeth over Linda's lovebutton and bit down. Linda frigged her butthole and rubbed her cunt. Barbara stiffened then and came, the most intense climax of the afternoon.

Neither woman heard the front door open and close, or did they hear the footsteps on the stairs. When a few moments later the knock came on the door, both women were startled, but it was too late.

"It's me, Mom," Tommy said, opening the door and barging into the room.

He stopped in the doorway when he saw his mother and aunt on the bed, locked in a wanton embrace. "Oh, Jesus, I'm sorry," he croaked. "I shouldn't have come in like that!"

The two women broke apart and leaped up off the bed, but by then Tommy had dashed out of the room.

They turned to each other, and both began crying. "Oh, my God!" Barbara gasped. "What will I do now?"

"Maybe I should talk to him," Linda said. "We've been kind of close and he might understand if I talk to him."

"No, don't go in there now," Barbara said, wiping her nose with a tissue. "He's my kid and I'll handle it. God know how or what I'll say, but it's my job and I'll do it."