R Finch - The hottest wife

"Why not?" Bonnie shrugged, thinking that maybe if she got drunk, she could stand to be alive a little longer. "Put a lot of it in, in fact."

Val came back in and sat down next to Bonnie on the couch. Both of them sipped at their coffee mixed with whiskey, and Bonnie soon told Val about everything that had happened to her since they'd last seen one another. She started with Norman's sexual indifference to her, went through her seduction of young Gary, mentioned Norman's one-shot fuck of the night before, recounted Jerry Hershall's rape of her, and finally ended – in tears that she could no longer hold back – with Norman's returning indifference.

"God, do I know that story well!" Val shook her head with a sympathetic smile. "That bastard I was married to was the saint damn way. For two years, everything was fine, and then one day he just stopped fucking me. I actually put up with going to bed horny every night for six months until I finally wised up and booted his ass out."

"What did you do about sex after that?" Bonnie asked impulsively, and then, regretted it immediately, as it looked like she was trying to pry. "I mean…"

"I did everything about sex that I could," Val laughed easily. "After fucking so many men that I forgot what their faces looked like, I went out and got a vibrator. Two vibrators, actually, and they keep me as happy as could be. No man could ever make me come like those humming plastic cocks of mine."

"Really?" Bonnie asked, feeling herself blush slightly at the lewd picture of Val forming in her mind. "What does it feel like? I've never…"

Something still puzzled her. "Why two of them, anyway?"

She really blushed then, but the older, blonde-haired girl laughed and said, "I use one in my pussy and one in my ass at the same time. I usually come about twenty times in a row, if you can believe that."

Bonnie was clearly impressed. "My God!" she giggled. "Where can I get one? I'm so horny, I'm just about ready to squat down on a picket fence."

Val said eagerly, "Let me show you how they work, so you'll know when you get yours." And before Bonnie could stop her – although she didn't try very hard, because she was consumed with curiosity – the long-limbed divorcee went into her bedroom and brought back two cock-shaped plastic vibrators.

Bonnie actually felt her cunt tingle just at the sight of them, the idea that here was something designed solely to make women climax again and again fascinating to her. Val handed them both to her, then went out to get more coffee and whiskey.

It was on the fourth or fifth whiskey and coffee – neither of them could remember which – that Val finally suggested that Bonnie, who was giggling giddily, try one of the vibrators out.

Bonnie's only response was to ask, still giggling, "Where? Right here on the couch?" The idea, for some reason, seemed hysterically funny to her.

"In the bedroom, silly," Val laughed. "Come on, you'll love it."

Bonnie needed very little coaxing. The two of them, leaning against one another and almost falling down with the whiskey flowing through their veins, managed to stumble into the bedroom.

Val had Bonnie lie down on the huge double bed and a minute later had her stark naked. The tall girl peeled her own clothes off, tossing them into the corner with Bonnie's, and then climbed into bed.

Bonnie was, so drunk she could barely see straight, and she just lay there naked on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She felt a bit odd knowing there was another girl as naked as she was in bed with her, but the thought of the vibrator kept her from just getting up and dashing away.

"Spread your legs open," Val said huskily, her voice shaking with her obvious anticipation.

Bonnie did as Val asked, raising her knees and opening her already damp thighs wide. Her pink cunt was sopping wet and as slick as could be, the glistening folds of her sensitive pussy-lips gaping opening and trembling.

She glanced over at the older girl, taking her body in with a quick, covert look. Val was even skinnier-looking undressed than she was dressed. Her tits were just one handful of soft flesh each. Her nipples were already hard and pointy. Her legs were long and slender, and where they joined at Val's hairy crotch, the young divorcee's hot snatch could be seen peeking out.

Averting her eyes, Bonnie tried not to look at her, the sudden intense desire she felt for the other girl's firm body disturbing.

"Let me see if you're wet enough first," Val said quickly, and without waiting for Bonnie's answer, she slipped a long, slender finger up into Bonnie's pulsating cunt.

Bonnie shivered with the delicious feel of Val's finger probing into her tight snatch, her initial reluctance to go along with that particular suggestion quickly passing. She closed her eyes with an embarrassed giggle and pretended she was too drunk to know what was going on, lying there with her legs patted as Val slowly explored her quivering pussy.

"Can you feel that?" Val breathed, jiggling her finger slightly and making Bonnie catch her breath sharply. "Does that feel good at all?"

"God, yes!" the dark-haired housewife breathed back. Her thighs trembled wildly, and the pink interior walls of her snatch were sucking at Val's finger. "Am… am I wet enough to get the vibrator in yet?" Bonnie asked quietly, not much caring really as long as her companion kept pushing her finger into her cunt.

"Almost," Val said, with the palm of her hand now cupping and squeezing Bonnie's entire pubic mound until it was sopping with oily wetness. Both of them completely ignored the fact that Bonnie's snatch was as slickly wet as it could ever get.

Then the slender blonde divorcee finally said with studied casualness, "Maybe I should… lick you down there. Just until you're wet enough."

Bonnie swallowed hard, and said shakily, "Okay."

She kept her eyes closed, so she felt, rather than saw, Val move don between her legs. She felt the girl's finger slide out of her swollen clit, and then the warm tongue that took its place made her gasp with indescribable pleasure.

"Oh, Val!" Bonnie croaked, her thighs spreading wider. "Oh God! Take your time getting me wet! Oh! I love the feel of your wet tongue between my legs! Ohhhh! God, do you know how to eat a girl's cunt! Ohhhhh!"

She opened her eyes to slits, watching as the skinny girl sucked and kissed her throbbing cunt all over. Val was on her knees and elbows, her bare little ass sticking up and her face buried in Bonnie's crotch.

The blonde girl's tongue darted into every wet nook and cranny of Bonnie's slick snatch, sometimes lapping up and down along her quivering cunt-lips, and then sometimes spearing right into her pulsing cunt-hole itself.

Bonnie shuddered all over with the wholly indecent, sensation of having her pussy licked by another girl, her breathing quickening steadily and every silky square inch of her naked body damp with sweat. The sleek muscles in her strong thighs quaking, she raised her ass up with a jerky movement and pushed her snatch tighter into the older girl's face.

"Suck it!" she gasped. "Lick my cunt all over! Oh God! I can feel your tongue going crazy down there. OHHHH! Put your tongue in me deeper!Ohh!" Val, with her fingers holding Bonnie's hot cunt open, sucked and smacked feverishly with her lips. She was working her tongue in and out of the girl's juicy snatch, and she had her face crushed into Bonnie's crotch, her cheeks slick with Bonnie's oozing wetness.

Reaching down, Bonnie intertwined her fingers behind the tall divorcees head and pulled her still closer to her. She held Val's face pressed into her sopping pussy, and at the same time pumped her hips up and down and ground her hot cunt-hole against Val's mouth.

Bonnie's heavy tits heaved with her rough breathing, and her nipples were rubbery hard and getting harder. She kept squirming around on the bed with her legs shaking and her bare ass jerking and straining, all the muscles in her nude body tensed.