Kevin Sellers - Hot mother next door

Her face sank between Shara's shapely thighs. That slick red-trimmed cunt hovered, virtually spilling out heated juices in anticipation. Her tongue lashed out, collecting that flood of crew and actually tasting another woman's cunt for the first time.

It had to be one of the most fragrant pussies ever. Its heady aroma wafted up as she dipped into that pink, gaping cunt, lapping up the tangy-sweet arousal that seeped from it. Until now, Janice wouldn't have believed herself capable of enjoying the taste of another woman's cunt. But with the first sweep of her tongue over the redhead's widespread pussy she was instantly dipping in for more, and then more.

Shara let out a groan and urged Janice on. She plowed the juicy furrow of her friend's pussy crease, lingering at the blossom of her fat little cunt until she had her moaning and undulating up for more. Then she tongued those ripe, rubbery, cuntlips, feeling them melt apart and slide together again at each stroke.

At last, unendurably hungry for the feast spread before her, she dug up into the woman's cunt channel and wiggled her tongue as deep as it would go.

Shara moaned and heaved up, her legs straining even wider apart.

Almost before she realized it Janice was digging her tongue in and out, fucking it into her friend just the way she'd been tongue-fucked only moments ago. If there was any hesitation, it flowed out with her own streaming juices as she jammed her probe in again and again, rising to a frantic pace.

"Ohhhhh, lover," Shara cooed rapturously, frankly surprised at the brunette's eagerness. "That's good, very good, now you're really doing it… ahhhhh, more baby more, stick it into me… yessss…"

Janice did just that, gulping down the hot cream that flowed from her neighbor.

It didn't take long before she was eating her friend as if she'd done it a thousand times before. Janice knew what a woman liked, what she liked herself. She knew how she loved having her cunt walls lapped, having a tongue squirming around in her and caressing secret places that not, even a hard thrusting prick could do. Using her own natural expertise, she tongued Shara to a wild, writhing pitch that quickly had the redhead crying out.

"That's right! That's right Janice, fuck it to me honey! Yes, oh yes, darling, you're going to make me scream! I'm coming – ohhhh, oh sweet baby, get your pussy up here so I can get at it! I want to fuck you – hurryyyy!"

Her wails had their effect. Though she'd never done a sixty-nine before, Janice moved from instinct. Without missing a stroke of her tongue into the delicious cunt, she swung around and up under her parted knees spread over Shara's face.

The redhead's hands fluttered up and clutched her ass in a harsh grip. Her head craned frantically and in one deft motion she drove her tongue up the brunette's silky sheath, cramming it in deep with reciprocating stabs.

Both women surged then, hunching and tonguing each other's cunts in an oblivion of sensations. Janice careened on top of her friend, mashing her pussy to Shara's face and jabbing her tongue in frenzied strokes as Shara repaid the favor, drilling her own probe in as far as she could.

Amidst muffled gasps and groans, they drove each other to complete, blissful climax.

Their tongues thrashed in unison, sopping up blast after climactic blast of completion.

Their mutual orgasm seemed to last an eternity. And when it finally did end, they slumped in pure appreciative bliss, still kissing and licking each others cunts.

"Oh baby, that was good!" Shara whispered with a rough giggle. "Sooooo good…"

"Mmmmmmm…" came Janice's answer, husky and satisfied. "I love your cunt… God, I love it!"

They were both glowing, emanating sheer culmination as their tongues tickled at each other's pussy, licking up every little jolt of pleasure.

And it was in the midst of that satiation, as they mouthed each other's cunt in blissful union, that a man's knowing chuckle broke in.

"Well now, just what have we got here? Am I interrupting something, ladies?"

Startled, both women twisted around to see Sam Jenson standing at the patio door, grinning at them.

Shara was the first to speak, her voice shocked. That brought Janice down from her daze of lust and full realization sank in. "Oh… oh God…"

"Well, it looks like you two found a way to keep occupied while I was gone. Enjoy yourselves? Or maybe you don't have to answer that – I can see for myself."

Sam stroked toward them, forcing a hoarse chuckle as he took in the unbelievable sight of the two women sprawled on the divan. They were both gasping for breath, their faces slick and hovering at each other's cunts in astonished reaction to his presence.

He'd never seen anything like it before. Standing frozen at the patio door, he'd watched everything – his own wife and Janice Blake going at it, moaning and thrashing, their tongues plunging into their pussies.

For what seemed hours Sam had just stood there, gaping.

And now, with the full attention of both women on him, he realized his prick was lurching painfully in his trousers, tenting them up with a bulge that throbbed excruciatingly.

"Sam, darling we-we weren't expecting you home quite so soon!" Shara managed a weak smile, scooting out from under her friend's open thighs. Then she saw her husband's hard-on and her smile grew wider.

"Uh huh. I guessed as much." He stood over them now, gazing down at their nude bodies.

Dimly Janice grew aware that she was stark naked and that his eyes were gliding over her voluptuous figure like probing fingers. But at that moment she was too caught up in a whirl of confusing emotions to care about that. "Sam, this – it isn't what it looks like! We… we were just…"

This time Sam's chuckle stopped her cold. "Oh, I think it's exactly what it looks like, I only wish I'd been here for the start of it. The three of us could've had a pretty good time, if I'd known just how horny you girls really are."

"Well," Shara said, her eyes gleaming as she took in her husband's stiffened crotch. It was the first hard-on she'd seen him have in days and she feasted on it as her voice came out husky and daring. "Well, you're here now, aren't you? What are you going to do about it, lover?"

Her challenge was only too plain.

It was Janice's turn to gasp with shock, her eyes widening into round pools of astonishment.

Before she could do more than breathe out a hissing exclamation, Sam accepted the challenge eagerly.

"Why, I suppose I'll just do this." He was already unbuttoning his shirt, then reaching for his pants. "After all, I'm not a man to let all that beautiful energy go to waste. Not when I can quench it the way it ought to be quenched…"

His pants dropped to the patio deck and his massive cock leaped into view.

Still aroused by their recent activities, both women felt their pussies chum afresh as that huge bloated prick bobbed up in the air, swaying to an enormous swell above Sam's hairy fat balls.

It happened so suddenly that Janice could do nothing but stare, overwhelmed by the sight of her neighbor's big jouncing prick.

Then he reached out, his grin tightening with a lustful twist. "Now we'll see just who needs quenching the worst. And since I'm such a good neighbor, I'm going to let you have the honors, Janice!"

His hands grasped her, roughly pulling her around onto her back and spreading her thighs wide open.

At last Janice reacted, but it was already too late. "Sam, please! This isn't – you're not really – oh my God, don't!"

But her pleas went unnoticed as he knelt, bringing his prick level with her slick, dark-matted pussy.

"Jesus," he grunted, taking in her lush, sopping pussy as his cock twitched toward it. "This cunt really needs fucking. And I'm not going to make it wait a moment longer."