R Finch - No longer virgin

Wendy eagerly explored Sherry's slippery warm cunt with ever-increasing enthusiasm, was poking her fingers into it, squeezing it, holding it open, pulling at it. Sherry's tight sex was much smaller than her own and was formed by exquisitely delicate oily lips that trembled deliciously at the slightest touch, the fleshy outer folds sucking wetly at Wendy's probing fingers.

"You have such a sweet, sweet pussy," Sherry breathed, had three of her slender fingers, closed them, spread them again, agitating them gently. "It's just so juicy! Does that feel good?"

Wendy nodded with a sharp sigh, pushed her hips forward slightly, took Sherry's fingers more deeply into her. Sherry had tried to kiss her on the mouth earlier, had ended, up sucking on her neck instead when Wendy nimbly avoided it, turning her pretty head. Now Wendy kissed the girl on the cheek, felt Sherry's hot breath on her ear. Sherry whispered hoarsely, "If I suck on your cunt, will you suck on mine?"

Wendy was suddenly uneasy, was not all that interested in using her mouth for such a purpose. "I… I don't think I could do that. I'm sorry… I couldn't do it."

"Can I suck yours, then?" Sherry asked with a giggle, added breathlessly, "I'll even lick your cute little asshole, if you like." And she touched at Wendy's puckered rubbery anus, poked into it, and it throbbed.

"All right," Wendy nodded quickly, knew she was blushing, was eager nonetheless to feel Sherry's moist tongue lapping inside of her hot pussy.

Sherry giggled again, sat up, pulled her long legs under her, twisted her slim body so that she faced in the opposite direction. She began to kiss at Wendy's matted pubic hair, was nudging Wendy's damp thighs apart, then was licking at the sugary slick and swollen pink flesh within, finally stuck her tongue deeply into the slippery pit of Wendy's pulsating cunt. She swung one slim leg over Wendy's head, straddled it, one thin knee on each side of Wendy's face, was lying lengthwise along her supple body. She started sucking at the young girl even more wildly, was making wet, smacking noises with her lips, was darting her tongue with little, rapid flicks that sent a profusion of delightful tremors racing through Wendy's entire body.

Wendy writhed, moaning and whimpering, pumped her sopping crotch against Sherry's face, her slim hips rising up off the bed. She groaned with the torrents of pleasure radiating from her cunt, was inhaling frantically, laboring for breath.

Directly above her she could see the glistening interior of Sherry's gaping cunt, the small folds of her moist labia resembling fragile rose petals. Wendy touched at them with a finger, then another, watched as the wet hairs parted to reveal the distended nub of the girl's throbbing clit. Wendy held the slippery lips open, then pushed a finger up into the tight opening, was fascinated as the slick muscles contracted wetly around it, holding it.

Wendy could smell the musky odor of Sherry's vaginal passage, found it, strangely, not unpleasant at all. She encircled Sherry's small buttocks with her lithe arms, hugged them, pulling her down slightly, the thin girl's knees spreading outward on the bed.

"Sherry?" Wendy said.

"Uh huh?" Sherry answered, was now working her wet tongue down along Wendy's pink cleft and towards the twitching elastic circle of her anus, was spreading the cheeks of Wendy's rubbery buttocks with her fingers.

"Come down a bit," Wendy asked quietly.

"Like this?" Sherry giggled, and stuck the tip of her moist tongue right into Wendy's tight rectum, pushing it in until her lips were sucking at the crinkled skin of her anal perforation.

"No, I mean… OH!" Wendy giggled, spread her slender legs wider to help Sherry get at her. "Here," she said, and she pulled at Sherry's bare bottom with her hands, raising her head slightly, and kissed Sherry's distended clit.

"Oh, you do want to suck my pussy!" Sherry laughed. "Just lay there and I'll rub it all over your face."

"I… I just want to kiss it," Wendy said.

"Use your fingers in my asshole," Sherry giggled again, lowered herself until Wendy was staring directly up inside the deep pulsing hole of her cunt.

Wendy swallowed nervously and then kissed hesitantly at the wet heat of Sherry's sopping cunt, the labial surfaces flush against her smooth cheeks, at the same time began working a finger up Sherry's hot rectum, forcing it in, then working it slowly in and out of the clinging aperture.

Sherry's supple body stiffened, her passionate delight obvious when Wendy began licking and sucking fervidly at her cunt. Then she jerked, shuddering, her entire body trembling, when Wendy fastened her mouth completely to the lush opening, glued to Sherry's sugary cunt and sucking the wine-red lips between her teeth.

Somewhere in the building a door slammed.

"Wait a second!" Sherry gasped, looked up, her face shiny with Wendy's warm lubrication.

"What is it?" Wendy asked, felt a tremor of fear race through her. "Was that the door here?"

"No," Sherry giggled. "It's the girl next door and you've got to hear it to believe it! Come on!" And she took Wendy's hand in her own and led her breathlessly to her own bedroom.

Sherry hadn't been kidding when she said her room was a mess. Panties, blouses, slacks, shoes and everything else lay piled up and scattered about. The two naked girls climbed onto Sherry's bed, which was shoved up against the wall, the bedspread and blankets pulled back.

"Shh!" Sherry cautioned with a soft giggle. "Put your ear up against the wall here and listen." She was on her knees, listening herself, motioned for Wendy to join her.

Wendy did as Sherry asked, the two of them kneeling face to face, arms wrapped around each other, their bare breasts, groins and thighs pressed warmly together, both alongside the wall and listening.

"What are we trying to hear?" Wendy asked quietly, could hear someone talking in the next apartment, a woman, but couldn't make out what was being said. Then a man said something, also indiscernible.

"The girl next door and her boyfriend of the week," Sherry whispered, and she pushed her hips forward, began to rub her hot cunt damply against Wendy's, pressing into it. She cupped Wendy's round buttocks with her hands, then traced a finger down between the silky cheeks. "Her bed is next to the wall on the other side. She's older, about thirty-five, and she's a fucking maniac when she's screwing. And she's always screwing!"

"Really?" Wendy laughed, suddenly heard the unmistakable groan of bedsprings. She listened intently, and a minute later a loud steady creaking followed. It was more than obvious.

"All she ever does is fuck," Sherry said. She kissed Wendy lightly, then giggled, "Once I even heard her and the guy that was fucking her fall off the bed while they were coming! They didn't even slow down!"

"It's getting louder!" Wendy breathed, was meeting Sherry's pumping motion against the wet bulge of her crotch with her own, had her hands around Sherry's thrusting behind and was squeezing the small rubbery cheeks into pulpy knots of sweaty flesh, pulling the thin girl almost into her, their thighs locked together, fused with their impassioned lust, their bodies straining.

The creaking bedsprings were getting louder. And faster! Wendy listened, fascinated, then could hear a female groan from the other side of the wall, followed by another and another and another. She could almost picture the frenzied activity of the couple in the next apartment, could almost see the man ramming his stiffened cock into the very depths of the writhing woman, her cries of pleasure steadily growing in intensity.

"Let me get something," Sherry said, her voice husky with lust. She disentangled herself from Wendy, quickly climbed off the bed, then went to her dresser and rummaged through it. She returned with a penis-shaped plastic vibrator, fiddling with the bottom of it, turned it on. It made a faint humming sound.