Robert Jenkins: Loose wife

There it was, right in front of her staring eyes! Hal's bloated cock-shaft spearing regularly up into Anne's wide-open, juice-dripping cunt!

She had to touch. Jill's hand wormed up between the panting couple's writhing bodies. Her finger stroked Hal's cunt-slippery cock as it continued chugging in and out of Anne's gaping match.

"Oooohhhh!" Hal gasped. "That's driving me nuts!"

Nuts! His nuts, yes! Jill's other hand closed around his puckered ball-sac, squeezing gently.

"Jesus!" Hal grunted.

But it was his cock she wanted to touch. She laid one finger along the underside of the slippery, rock-hard organ, following it nit slid smoothly up into Anne's cunt.

Her finger was carried along with Hal's cock, a little way up into Anne's pussy-hole. My God, the other woman was hot inside! Just as hot as Jill imagined she herself must feel when she was getting fucked!

"Oh, God, what's that up inside my cunt?" Anne panted.

"Jill's finger."

"Oooohhhh! I love it, I love it!" Anne moaned. "Shove it in a little further, Jill, honey!"

God! Jill realized. She was actually sticking her finger up another woman's cunt!

She hadn't intended to. All she'd wanted to do at first was touch Hal's well-remembered prick. Her finger had just naturally followed the big organ up inside Anne's wild coupling! To feel Anne's slippery cunt juice smearing all over her hands!

Jill became wilder, caressing Hal's cock, letting the fingers of her other hand explore what she could reach of Anne's big cunt. She ran one finger down towards the other woman's asshole, feeling the tight little puckered opening twitch wildly. Then up around the bulbous base of Hal's cock, up the tight hot valley of Anne's gushing pussy-slit. She felt the soft inner labes give way, slipping so wetly aside.

Then her finger was against Anne's clit. Such a big one! At least, bigger than hers, because Jill had never really paid much attention to other women's clits.

"Aaaaahhh!" Anne wailed when Jill touched her wildly sensitive love-nubbin. Her hips twitched violently. "Rub it! Rub it!" she begged. "You're making me feel so wonderful, Jill!"

Jill felt that, at the moment, she was capable of just about anything. Her finger flew over Anne's clit, while the fingers of her other hand wrapped lovingly around Hal's plunging cock-shaft, her knuckles digging into soft, wet pussy-flesh. Everything was so erotically wet! Jill herself was panting with passion, rubbing her thighs together, stimulating her wildly excited but so far untouched cunt.

Hal and Anne came at the same time, both helped by Jill's eager hand-work. Jill felt the base of her husband cock began to jerk and twitch. She stuck her finger a little way up inside Anne's pussy-hole. The redhead's muscular fuck-channel closed hungrily around both her finger and Hal's suddenly spouting cock. Jill felt Anne's cunt rippling in long sexy waves as the woman's organ swept over her. She heard Anne's moans and wild cries, but what she mast paid attention to was the fierce activity up inside her twitching cunt.

Jill was sorry when it ended, when both Hal and Anne finally relaxed, worn out for the moment. She took her hands from between their hot, panting bodies, staring at the shiny cum dripping from her fingers. She began to feel sad, alone, as she looked down at Hal and Anne's tightly locked bodies.

Anne saw the look on her younger friend's face.

Immediately she knew she had to do something or the carefully built-up mood between the three of them would be lost.

She wriggled out from beneath Hal's tired form. "Poor Jill," she crooned. "You've done all the work, making us feel good. Thank you… thank you! But now I want to do something for you. Come on, sweetie. Lie down next to me."

The big redhead urged Jill onto her back. Jill looked up, puzzled, as Anne got to her knees, then moved down between her legs.

"What are you doing!" Jill demanded as Anne began opening the brunette's legs wider.

Sitting on her heels between Jill's legs, Anne slowly ran her hands up the insides of the brunette's wide-spread thighs, until the edges of her fingers were solidly against the outer edges of Jill's pussy-lips.

"I'm going to eat you," Anne said, her eyes hot and smoldering. "I'm going to lick your cunt until you cum, until you howl with pleasure!"

"Wait! Wait, I… I…" Jill stammered.

This was all happening so fast! Sure, her cunt ached for attention, but she'd never imagined something like this was going to happen – that Anne, her beautiful, red-headed friend, was going to eat her box!

Of course, she'd had her own fingers up inside Anne's twat. But that was a little different. Then, she'd been helping Hal and Anne fuck.

Lesbianism was something so remote from Jill's normal sexual thinking that she'd never had to decide whether she was for or against it. Cock had always been her main concern. And she'd had plenty of that lately.

But if she thought about it, wasn't what Anne wanted to do to her just another kind of sex? How was it all that different from the wild, lewd things she'd let others do to her body over the past few weeks?

So she did nothing to stop Anne – not that she actually wanted her friend to lick her box. Eyes wide and staring, Jill watched her friend lower her lovely auburn head towards her quiveringly waiting crotch. She shivered all over, waiting for that first hot feel of tongue against pussy.

But Anne took her time. Halting with her mouth only a couple of inches from Jill's brown-furred cunt, she softly blew a strew of warm air up into her friend's glistening pussy-slit.

By the time the air touched flesh, it had cooled. Washing against Jill's wet tender cunt-flesh, Anne's breath felt cold, exciting, strange.

"Ooooohhhh," Jill moaned helplessly, goose pimples erupting over her tits and belly. My God! If just Anne's breath felt so good, how would it feel when…

"Uuuuunnngghhh!" the stunned brunette cried.

Her legs shot out, straight and stiff. Her stomach muscles tightened convulsively. Her hand clawed at the bed covers.

Mmmmmmnnnn… what a sweet-tasting curd, Anne thought happily, her mouth glued tightly to Jill's shuddering pussy-flesh. She flattened her tongue, splaying it hotly against the young housewife's swollen little clitoris. She felt Jill twitch and squirm, and seized her by the thighs, holding her cunt firmly in place.

Jill's eyes were open wide with shock and pleasure. Why had she been so hesitant to have another woman eat her box? she wondered. It felt just as good as when a man did it. Better, maybe. Being a woman herself, Anne seemed to know just what to do. Just where to move her tongue next, anticipating every one of Jill's spasming reactions.

Jill dug her hands into her own tits, squeezing, kneading. She felt good all over, sensually alive. Her cunt was getting hotter and hotter. She knew she could cum, that another woman was going to suck an orgasm right out of her twitching cunt with her mouth. The lewdness, the forbiddenness of what was happening was as exciting to Jill as Anne's actual tongue, slithering up and down her slit.

God, what a trip to watch these two beautiful women make it together! Women he'd fucked, both of them!

The eager young husband watched his wife play with her own tits. God, she was turned on. He could hear Anne's lips and tongue sucking noisily against Jill's cunt. She was really gobbling twat!

Hal was tempted to grab hold of Jill's tits, sink his fingers into their well-remembered softness.

But Anne's gorgeous naked ass caught his attention. The redhead was on her knees, her shoulders low, her ass thrusting invitingly up into the air.

Hal moved around behind her. He could see tendrils of soft red pussy hair peeking back between her sleek thighs. He remembered how her cunt had clasped hungrily around his surging cock just minutes ago. Why not again?