Carlotta Graham - The lap dog

Angela felt her breath coming faster and faster despite herself. What was this woman saying to her? Her thoughts floundered for a moment, twisted by the now-wonderful sensations from her breasts as Sylvia's stroking grew bolder. "I-I can't," she moaned helplessly. "He's so big. It'd hurt." Sylvia knew she had won.

"It's all a matter of being ready," she crooned. God how she desired this innocent young wife, she thought. How she wanted to get to know that lush young body, revel in seeing the younger woman turn into a raving animal. "Yes, you just have to be ready for a cock as big as that one, but don't worry, I'll help. I'll lick your pussy until you're ready for anything."

"L-Lick my…" Angela gasped out. My God, what was happening?

"Yes, lover, lick your pussy. Can you imagine how good that'll feel?" Not waiting for an answer, Sylvia slid her hand away from the younger woman's breast, letting it trace a hot trail down over the blonde girl's already trembling young belly to come at last to an agitated rest among her crisp golden cunt-curls. "Come on," Sylvia murmured seductively, "Open your thighs. Just bend your top leg a little." Without waiting for an answer the lust-driven brunette let her hand work lower to slide between the firm young thighs so close, and with a little upwards pressure she helped the confused young Angela to open the path to her hidden treasures. Sylvia almost gasped aloud as suddenly she saw the tender pink vaginal lips bared to her hungry gaze, framed in their gilded setting. Eagerly her head moved forward, intent on the promised feast.

"Oh no, we mustn't," Angela moaned, but she hardly knew what she was saying. All the time her mind was focused on the incredible image of Hans, her beloved Hans fucking into her body. Could it really be done? she wondered. This thought was suddenly driven from her mind as she felt her lovely neighbor's head working between her partially open thighs. Looking down the young wife could no longer see the expression on Sylvia's face, only the smooth white curve of her throat under her chin, for her neighbor's features were now lost between the soft silky flesh of her own parted thighs. For one long moment Angela stared at the brunette's firm ripe breasts, pressing against her own belly, which was now quickly rising and failing in time to her ragged breathing. My God, she thought! Sylvia's actually going to do it! She's going to lick my pussy!

Angela knew it was wrong, knew that this was what was called lesbianism. Never in her whole life had she imagined that someday she might be lying like this, about to let another woman thrust her tongue up into her vagina! But for that matter, never had she imagined until just a few days ago that she would let a dog do the same! That didn't matter, the confused young blonde thought. She had to stop this obscene act, had to cry out before once again she let herself slip into a sea of depravity. But before she could utter a sound, all the air was driven from her lungs as she felt Sylvia's hot breath pour searingly over her nakedly exposed genitals. Gasping, the young housewife found herself thinking that if just Sylvia's breath felt so good, how would it actually feel when her tongue licked out and… then she had to put the thought from her mind as her whole body started to shake uncontrollably in a shuddering mixture of shame and desire. Unable to move, the gasping young woman was aware of her tormentor's face working in deeper between her vainly resisting thighs, and now she could feel Sylvia's saliva-moistened lips poised right next to her pulsating cunt.

Desperately Angela looked around for something to motivate her to scramble to her feet and run from this sinful house, but the only thing that met her staring gaze was Sylvia's pussy poised mere inches away from her wondering eyes. Staring in fascination, the innocent young blonde could not help examining this, the first feminine pussy that she had ever seen. Despite her inexperience it was not hard for the young bride to tell that Sylvia was already aroused. Tiny beads of vaginal moisture glistened on the inside surface of the half-parted cuntal lips, and for a second she was not sure whether she could not see a deeper excited pulsing over the pink-petaled vaginal opening. How would it taste if she put her own lips… but quickly Angela put the obscene thought from her mind. That was the last rational thought she had, because suddenly Sylvia's tongue darted out and stabbed deep into her innocent young neighbor's unprepared cunt.

"Aaaaaahhh," Angela gasped out as that first seating contact shot a blast of lewd flame far up inside her belly. Her whole body jerked, not away from the obscene contact but instead forward so that her cunt thrust automatically against the slippery little mouth pressed so lightly to it. Sylvia didn't waste a second. Immediately she started worming her working tongue up into the moistly shuddering slit, running it furiously up and down the whole heated length, pausing only for part of a second on each lust inciting trip to probe delicately at the trembling blonde's still tightly closed vagina, knowing that she mustn't hurry too much, best to take her time. Sylvia had eaten a lot of pussy in her decadent life, but this was the sweetest ever, and she wanted to prolong her eager lapping as long as possible.

To her amazement, Angela felt her own thighs open wider of their own accord, instinctively welcoming the attacking tongue, baring before it her now wide-splayed cuntal slit, wanting it to dig far, far up inside the hotly clamoring depths. Demandingly the young blonde's loins jerked forward, trying to entice the little pink messenger of bliss deeper, all thoughts of resistance quickly gone. But the more experienced girl withdrew for a moment before once again letting her tongue shoot out, this time to graze Angela's sensitively throbbing clitoris.

"Oooooh, God, ooohhh," Angela moaned, no longer able to remain silent. Her breath gushed from her lungs as once again Sylvia began to run her tongue up and down the full length of her pussy slit, playing tauntingly over the opening of her hungrily contracting vagina. Oh, how the young blonde wanted that desire-giving tongue up inside her, like a little writhing cock.

Suddenly Sylvia deserted the hot liquid depths, holding back one tantalizing second before lashing out her tongue to stab hard against her young friend's quiveringly erect clitoris, making the writhing blonde cry out in wild abandon, unable to control herself at all. That darting jabbing tongue ran wildly in little circles around her almost painfully palpitating sensation bud, then to her further amazement and delight Sylvia began to suck at the little button, circling it with her lips in tight embrace and at the same time nipping lightly with her teeth.

Then once again the omnivorously ravishing tongue slid down the steaming valley of her blonde-fringed cunt, darting around, shooting finally far up into her helpless vagina, then licking broadly over the whole flat-splayed area of her writhing pussy, teasing again at the blood-engorged clitoris. Tongue… tongue… frantic tongue everywhere, driving new and incredible sensations of delight into the quaking flesh before it.

Squirming and moaning to this rapturous mouthing of her burning cunt, Angela mewled and cried out as rippling waves of wild erotic sensation pulled her body into a twitching curve. Beginning to pant explosively, the moaning blonde opened her legs as wide as possible while at the same time thrusting her steaming loins forward to get maximum contact with the torturing little lingual spear. Although Sylvia too was gasping aloud, her own loins burning lewdly with the lust-charged knowledge of what she was doing to the once-innocent young wife before her, she never let her mouth lose contact with the sweet seething mass of cuntal flesh, giving one last mighty thrust up into Angela's vagina while at the same time vigorously shaking her lovely dark head from side to side.