Gale Roman - Swinging wife

"Well," Lisa continued. "I'm sitting on the sideboard talking to you on the phone and my cunt feels so wet I have to keep my legs crossed to stop a flood!"

"Oh, come on!" Sally said.

"No kidding," Lisa went on. "There's like a itching or burning sensation down there and I can't keep ray fingers out of my box!"

"Are you playing with your cunt while you're talking to me?" Sally purred.

Lisa swallowed. "Yes," she said in a low voice. "Right now I'm pretending it's your tongue that's down there, licking and sucking on my clit!"

Now it was Sally's turn to squirm and squeeze her own firm thighs together.

"Why don't you come aver?" she asked. "Or is your mother bringing Jane back this afternoon?"

"I could call her," Lisa teased. "I'll get right back to you."

Sally hung up the phone and lit a cigarette. She had known Lisa for years, yet it never ceased to amaze her how Lisa was able to wrap her around her finger. However, Sally didn't resent this terribly. Lisa's tongue had gotten Sally through many an otherwise boring afternoon. So absorbed was Sally in the memory of Lisa's tongue sucking on her clit, the ringing of the phone startled her.

"I'll be right over," Lisa whispered, and hung up.

Lisa didn't live that far away from Sally, so it wasn't too long before Sally heard the back door open mid Lisa's footsteps.

At the sight of her friend, Sally was struck by her prettiness. Lisa's black hair and green eyes made her look something like Elizabeth Taylor, but it was her tits that turned Sally on. They were as high and as plump as a teenager's, and despite the fact that Lisa had borne two children, her body was not marred in any way.

While Sally was staring at Lisa, Lisa approached her and took her into her arms. Their tits mashed together, causing their nipples to pop forth. Wanting even closer fleshy contact, they broke away from each other momentarily to remove their clothes. Sally noted that Lisa had dressed, or rather underdressed, for the occasion. Underneath her short-shorts, she wore nothing, and under her tank-top T-shirt, no bra restrained her tits.

They moved quickly into the bedroom. Sally always took some kind of perverse enjoyment in making love in the bed she shared with her husband. She suspected she was working out some kind of hostility toward him, but this only made it more fun for the horny housewife.

Sally and Lisa often took turns playing the dominant partner, but as it was Sally's bedroom today, she took the initiative.

"Oh," Lisa murmured, feeling Sally's mouth close around her right nipple. "Lick it, honey!"

Sally needed no encouragement. She enjoyed making love to Lisa as much as she enjoyed going to bed with anyone. She moved her mouth slowly and teasingly around the pink tip, flipping her tongue with such relish that Lisa's tit fairly bounced around in her wet mouth. She had Lisa on her back now, spread before her like a delicious breakfast and Sally was determined to eat the whole thing.

While her mouth moved around Lisa's tits, her hands were busy on the rest of Lisa's body. Bringing her right hand between Lisa's spread thighs, she moved her finger up and down the moist slit. Finding Lisa's large clit without any trouble, Sally massaged the cocklike bud with pleasure. Lisa was beginning to move her hips slowly up and down now, in rhythm to Sally's finger. Sally would massage Lisa's clit, then bring her finger down to Lisa's cunt-hole and push it up inside.

Now Lisa's hips lost their rhythmic bouncing up and down. Her movements were becoming frantic, matched only by her hoarse breathing.

"Eat me!" she moaned. "Suck my cunt, honey!"

Sally smiled to herself. All in good time, she thought. Right now she was enjoying dominating Lisa. She could do anything she wanted to do to Lisa, and she would. But she would be in control of Lisa's pleasure, not the other way around.

She was lying between Lisa's spread legs, her mouth going from one tit to the other, but then she took both her hands and began kneading her tits while her mouth moved down to her stomach.

Circling the indentation of Lisa's belly-button with her tongue, Sally dug in, an indication of how she would soon plunge her tongue into the brunette's cunt.

Sally's hands caressed Lisa's two beautiful, plump jugs with such studied sensualness, Lisa's hurried movements to seize Sally's head in her hands was almost jarring. But Sally didn't care. She would rather have Lisa fumble in her excitement than lie there like a dead horse. She could feel Lisa's fingers digging into her ear now, then moving outwards to grab at her hair.

"Go lower!" Lisa commanded. Her voice had taken on an entirely different quality than normal, and Sally wondered again at the vast mystery of the sexual act and how it reduced its participants to animals.

Now Sally took her hands away from Lisa's tits and placed them under her thighs. Pushing hard against the underside of her trim thighs, she soon had Lisa's legs high over her head and was facing her wet, hairy box.

With a groan that was matched only by her friend's need, Sally began licking and sucking on Lisa's snatch as though she was trying to swallow her entire cunt. With each new flip to Lisa's clit, she began, battering it back and forth with renewed fervor. Lisa kept raising her legs higher and higher now, her hands digging into Sally's hair, her heels beating in the air.

"Oh!" she cried, a strange strangled quality to her voice. "That's it! Right there! Oh! Faster!"

Sally increased the movements of her lips and tongue on her cunt, until Lisa's body went rigid. This was it, Sally knew. In a few seconds it would be all over for Lisa and then it would be her turn to get her cunt lapped.

She hoped that Lisa would have the energy to eat her out as nicely as Sally had given head, but this wasn't always the case. But regardless of whether or not Lisa would be as generous with her tongue and time as Sally had been, Sally was not about to hold back in her efforts to bring Lisa to a screaming climax.

Sally inserted two fingers into Lisa's hole and felt the way Lisa's cunt muscles clamped down on them, almost breaking them in two. While she continued to suck and lick the pink crack of Lisa's cunt, she pushed her fingers in and out of her hole. With one massive shudder, and a fierce grip on Sally's head, Lisa subsided into a few spastic movements before lying still underneath Sally.

Sally then raised her head from the sopping-wet cunt to look at the peaceful expression that had settled on Lisa's pretty features. A half-dazed smile split the bottom half of her friend's face, and Sally was filled with a sense of satisfaction hard to beat. She waited a few moments for Lisa to catch her breath and then she said: "Now, do me, honey."

Lisa's eyes came open to stare at Sally. She seemed moved by an inner force that drove her mouth to Sally's cunt, and Sally lay back on the soft bed, feeling as luxurious and as lazy as possible. She closed her eyes and waited for the first contact that would send her body into a combined feeling of excitement and contentment.

With the first stab of Lisa's tongue in her box, Sally sighed and began moving her head from side to side on the pillow. Her hands reached down to her friend's head, liking the feeling the soft curls gave her as she directed Lisa's movements with her hands.

Lisa liked the feeling of Sally's hands on her head, covering her ears and shutting out all realities except this one – eating cunt. It was times like this when Lisa felt she was a lesbian, regardless of the fact that she was married with two children. When she was eating cunt, sucking out a musky-smelling box, Lisa felt she had come home. It had occurred to Lisa that one of the reasons she enjoyed giving head to her friend Sally was that Sally was so appreciative of her cunt-lapping efforts. Her cries and moans were like that of an audience of one, but this was enough for Lisa. Her tongue swung into long licks that went from the tiny puckered opening of her friend's asshole to the tip of her clit and then tickled the button, sucking and licking until her entire face was covered with Sally's twat-juices.