R Finch - No longer virgin

"I've never seen one," Wendy had to laugh, stopped abruptly when Sherry, with a small giggle, touched it lightly to Wendy's pink clit, caused her to shiver involuntarily, "Oh, God!"

Wendy wrapped her lithe arms around Sherry's neck, both still kneeling together, trembled as Sherry ran it over the damp curves of her naked body, over her firm breasts, making her already puckered nipples distend and swell until she thought they'd burst, down over the gentle slope of her groin, through her moist pubic hair, finally working the vibrating plastic penis up into her wildly throbbing cunt.

Wendy was shattered by thousands of tingling spasms that raced through her loins, coursing deep into her pulsating heat, her thighs shaking so much, trembling so badly, weak with her rapture, that she could only hold her balance by hanging tightly on to Sherry, her face buried in the warm hollow of the thin girl's neck.

Sherry pushed the humming phallus yet farther up into Wendy's wet cunt, cramming it into her tight pussy, filling her with razor-sharp prickling sensations that made her moan with the unrestrained ecstasy surging through her, her buttocks taut, twisting and jerking, straining at the carnal delights that were quickly overwhelming her.

Wendy gurgled low in her throat, gasping for air, was on the verge of collapse, then every muscle in her body tightened until she thought she'd snap into little pieces when Sherry managed finally to force the hard vibrating shaft the rest of the way up into her hotly spasming cunt.

Sherry pressed her own plump pubic mound against the top of Wendy's, ground into it, squirming, was receiving the keenly pleasurable vibrations second-hand, was covering Wendy's face with a flurry of wet kisses and soft sighs, her breath moist.

"Oh! My, sweet little pet!" Sherry moaned, clinging to Wendy's wildly wriggling body, pumping tightly against it. "Oh! Oh, my sweet girl! OH! Such sweet bliss! Oh, fuck! Oh!"

Wendy's hands traced down the gentle curve of Sherry's silky back to the small cheeks of her buttocks, her fingers prying into the fleshy crevice between them. She probed with a finger, entered the snug opening of Sherry's ass, began to finger it, masturbating it almost, shoved deeply into it. She could smell the sharp odor of the thin girl's lusciously burgeoning cunt, could feel it wet against her own, grinding into her, slick with her lubrication.

The two of them toppled sideways onto the bed, their yielding flesh locked together, melting into one, both panting and gasping, writhing feverishly until a convulsive heave shook both of them, radiated into a paroxysm of groaning spasms that fled them into a knot of frantically straining sweaty pulp.

The vibrator slipped out of Wendy's cunt, eased out onto the bed, lay humming there, sticky with her juices. Wendy tried to catch her breath, did not think she could move.

Even with her ear several inches from the wall, Wendy could hear the neighbor girl's wailing groans pierce the air, could hear her shrill voice straining higher and higher with each sharp crack of the bed.

"God, they're still fucking!" Wendy breathed. "It sounds like he's fucking her to death!"

Sherry merely giggled, with an effort rolled over on her back, lay with one arm thrown over her eyes, her narrow chest heaving. Her small breasts were hard as rocks, her dark pointy nipples sticking out taut.

Wendy looked at her steadily for several seconds, staring at the girl's nakedness, felt the heat of her lust rising within her once again. She crawled on top of Sherry's supple frame, began to kiss her, savoring the sweet scent of the girl's shiny skin, soon covering her mouth with her own, and darting her pink tongue into it, exploring its warmth with soft little sucking noises.

She lay cradled between Sherry's thighs, began to pump her slim hips slowly, the pinpoint sensitivity of her pulsing clit tight against Sherry's. Wendy murmured, "I want to fuck you. I… I want to get into your cunt! GOD! I really want to FUCK You!!"

Sherry groaned, "You are fucking me! OH! Rub your pussy into mine! OH! I love it!" And with her hands she cupped Wendy's thrusting buttocks, pulled at them, at the same time hooking her heels around the perspiration-slick backs of Wendy's legs, was soon squirming and emitting tiny half-whimpering moans, was biting at Wendy's lips fervently.

Wendy's pert buttocks bobbed up and down, the hairy bulge of her swollen cunt digging into Sherry's with each rapid thrust. The older girl's quaking thighs spread wider and wider. Sherry was bucking and churning beneath her, and it was all Wendy could do to hold her down on the bed, all she could do to not be thrown off.

"Oh, Sherry. God!" Wendy cried. "Oh! Oh! My God! You're so good to fuck! Play with my… oh! My cunt! Put your fingers in my pussy! Oh, fuck! Up my ass! Oh, shit!"

Sherry reached blindly around on the bed, managed to find the still humming vibrator. She clutched between Wendy's pumping thighs from behind, held the slippery lips of Wendy's gaping pussy open and shoved the vibrating cock into Wendy's inflamed cunt.

Wendy jerked with a hoarse groan, the cords in her slender neck standing out tautly, her motion suddenly more hurried, more frenzied, her breath coming erratically in soft murmurs of almost delirious sensation. Her trembling body was slamming into Sherry's, was struggling for the relief it so desperately desired, was relentlessly pounding on Sherry's willow frame.

And then the jolt of searing pleasure Wendy sought so urgently exploded within the deepest recesses of her quivering cunt. It was savage in its outburst and was as quickly followed by Sherry's twisting relief, the two girls were lost in a tangle of frantic motion, their legs and buttocks straining, both of them kicking and thrashing so wildly it was a miracle they managed to stay on the bed. Wendy was filled with the maddening sensual joy of her jarring orgasm, her teeth clenched as the rippling waves of ecstasy washed over her. She gasped with a ragged whimpering groan, "Oh! Ohh! Ohhhhh!"

It was silent next door.

"My last roommate could never make me come like you did this afternoon!" Sherry laughed. She sipped at a cup of coffee, her dark eyes following Wendy iron clothes. Sherry was wearing a red silk robe that went only to her knees and would occasionally spread her thighs indecently and reveal to Wendy the dark shadow of her bushy pubic hair. "You're all fingers and tongue when you get going!" she added with obvious approval.

Wendy had to smile at her, shake her pretty head with a giggle. "It was good! And I love sucking on your pussy! I absolutely love it! I wanted to stick my whole face in it. I can even smell it a little on my hair still." She giggled again, stretched her skirt across the ironing board. She wore only a light blouse and sheer panties and made Sherry draw the drapes before she would come into the living room. "Anyway, you weren't exactly just laying there!" she said. "I think I did most of the coming!"

The phone in the kitchen rang. Sherry set her coffee down and ran to answer it. Wendy could hear her giggling and laughing for several moments, then she came back into the living room.

"That was Sander," she said, and plopped back down on the couch. "Sander Baron. He's my sort of steady boy friend. He wanted to come over later on tonight and I told him to come ahead. He said he'd bring a friend of his – Greg Young – along for you."

"Oh!" Wendy said quickly, surprised. "I don't think I'm up to that. I mean, I don't think I'm ready yet. I just got here and there's so much to do."

"You'll be fine," Sherry assured her. "Besides, you'll really like Greg. He's cute and a lot of fun to be with. You'll see."

"What's he do for a living?" Wendy asked, was becoming slightly interested at the prospect of a new man in her life.