Steve Forest - The wolf wives

Linda slipped her arms out of the straps, one by one.

And suddenly, there they were. Her tits were bare and exposed completely to the exploration of Karen's hands. She was tentative at first, but when finally she had her hands filled with the naked flesh of Linda's tits, she knew just what to do. Karen broke the kiss and stepped back so that she could look at the other woman's tits. Then she dropped to one knee and pressed her face against Linda's chest. Linda turned her body from side to side so that the inner swell of each tit caressed Karen's face in turn. Karen licked her lips as she looked at the swollen nipples. Then she moved her head closer to Linda's body and extended her tongue. Then she jabbed forward, licking and lapping at one of the nipples. Linda gasped at the first contact, following with a long low moan. The sound excited Karen even more. She was bringing pleasure to this mature experienced woman, although she herself had never had any experience like this. She realized that she was only doing to Linda the very things that she had always dreamed of having done to herself; things that she was sure only a woman would understand or know about. As she sucked on the other woman's nipple, she slid her hands under the hem of Linda's skirt. She moved them slowly up the smooth skin of Linda's bare leg, feeling the gently sloping curve of her soft creamy thighs. As her fingers moved higher, she expected to encounter the material of Linda's panties, but was surprised when her fingers came into direct contact with the blonde woman's pussy. Going without panties seemed even sexier than going without a bra, and Karen felt her own panties becoming soaking wet as her fingers began to explore the thick curling hair that surrounded Linda Wells' cunt.

Karen wanted nothing more than to see it; to bury her face in it, to smell it, to taste its juices. She tried to pull Linda's skirt up so that she could expose her pussy. But the skirt was too tight. She couldn't pull it high enough. Her hands shook in frustration.

But Linda's hands were moving gently over Karen's head and face. "Relax, baby," she cooed. "I'll help you with that. And I want you to take your clothes off too. I'll bet your panties are wet. I want to rub my face in them."

Her words were like magic aphrodisiacs to Karen. She felt a tingling warmth spreading throughout her entire body. Quickly she unzipped the side of her own skirt, letting it drop to her feet and stepping out of it. She pulled her open sweater from her and stood nude, except for her damp panties, in front of Linda. When she looked up, the other woman had also removed her skirt, and stood stark naked for Karen to see.

"Hurry, baby," Linda said urgently. "Lie on the couch." Karen obeyed, moving toward the couch and letting herself fall onto it. The cool leather caressed her skin as she lay on her back and spread her legs slightly. Linda quickly fell to her knees beside the couch. She leaned forward, pressing her face to the soft cushion of Karen's pubic hair, encased in the satiny crotch-band of her damp panties. The tangy spicy smell of Karen's sweet flowing young pussy filled her nostrils. She rubbed her face against the wet material, feeling the skin of her cheeks and nose becoming wet. Then she began to lick Karen's cunt right through the wet crotch-band of the panties.

Karen's whole body began to tremble as she felt Linda's tongue going to work on her. She felt that the trembling was uncontrollable, and she couldn't imagine where it would lead. But what Linda was doing to her was the most wonderful thing she had ever felt in her life. Suddenly she realized that she was about to have an orgasm. But it wasn't going to be like any she had ever experienced before. It was going to be special. And then it began, and she was coming endlessly – unceasingly. She felt Linda pulling the soaked panties from her, and then positioning her petite body so that Karen's mouth was at her naked pussy.

Karen moved over on the couch so that Linda would be more comfortable. Her female lover's pussy was within millimeters of her mouth. The wiry blonde hairs tickled her lips and her nose. Her nostrils were filled with the pungent aroma of the blonde woman's cunt juices.

Then she felt Linda's lips grazing gently at her naked pussy. Linda was getting ready to eat her; to lick and lap at her pussy like Pagan had done, and then Henry. She was about to feel the tongue of a woman slipping between the tightly clenched lips of her pussy, still dewy with the juice of her orgasm.

Linda began to nibble softly at Karen's cunt. She took one lip of the hair-fringed slash between her teeth. She held it gently with the slightest of pressure, while her tongue ran up and down the trembling morsel of cunt-flesh. Then she moved her head slightly and began to run her tongue in wide sweeping strokes up and down the length of her cuntal slit.

Karen moaned as Linda lapped her pussy. She could feel the other woman's tongue exploring her with a knowledge that only a woman could have. Linda's tongue knew things about her pussy that her own fingers hadn't even learned yet. She wanted to explore Linda's cunt in the same way. She moved her head closer to the throbbing mound of hair-covered flesh and kissed the blonde curly pubic hair softly and lovingly. It tasted and smelled as though Linda had perfumed it, and the thought of the sexy blonde standing in front of a mirror in her underwear applying perfume to her pussy before going to work in the morning excited Karen. Linda seemed to be a woman who lived only for sex.

Karen wanted to try to give Linda the same pleasure that Linda was giving her. She extended her tongue and touched it tentatively to the outer lips of the blonde woman's cunt. They felt soft and pliant, almost like the lips of her mouth had felt. But as Karen licked, the pink lips squirmed with desire. Karen moved her tongue toward the glistening red slash between the hot lips.

At the contact of Karen's tongue, Linda's cuntlips flowered open, inviting entry. Karen could see the wet red inner flesh and the swollen pea-sized bud of Linda's clit. She quickly thrust her tongue into the opening of Linda's cunt. The warm wet flesh of the hot pussy closed around her stiffened tongue. The taste was exotic and erotic. It was sweet and tart at the same time. She began to lick and lap at the drooling hole like a hungry wolf. As she licked, she thought about how it had felt to have her own pussy licked by Pagan.

Pagan had been rough, but Linda was gentle. Pagan had been bestial, but Linda was careful and expert. Pagan had just licked her, but Linda was exploring her cunt with loving attention. Karen tried to be as loving and as attentive to Linda's pussy.

She pushed her tongue deep inside and moved it slowly upwards. The tip curled around as it climbed, approaching the slope of Linda's erect swollen clitoris. The little pebble of pleasure throbbed at the approach of the novice tongue.

Karen knew that the sensitive bud was quivering with desire because she felt her own clit tingling. She lapped from side to side as she moved her tongue higher, swabbing at the damp red flesh as though with a mop. It tasted spicy and more pungent than the inside of the blonde's cunt had tasted. The taste made her own juices flow even more copiously.

Then, almost without buildup, she reached the peak of her orgasm. It was even more intense than the first one had been. Every nerve of her body was vibrating like the strings of a violin. Her pussy filled with the warm nectar of her climax, and Linda drank deeply of it, savoring its flavor.

Karen tuned so that she and Linda were both lying the same way. She took the blonde in her arms and clasped her body close. Linda could feel the redhead's soft tits pressing against her own. Karen kissed her neck and ear. "Thank you, Linda," she whispered. "It was the most beautiful thing I've ever known. I don't see how I can ever go back to my old life."