Kelly Lane - Wet and ready

Something moved behind me, touching me, and I started, almost dislodging Jerry's cock as I turned towards it. I felt my skirt flip up over my thighs and expose my naked ass. A pair of hands gently parted my thighs, and I felt a hot breath billow against my cunt.

"Jesus!" someone said. The voice pushed weakly through the haze of sex and grass in my brain until my memory labeled it. It was Allen. "Nancy, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to lick Tootsie's cunt," I heard Nancy say from somewhere behind me. "I've always wanted to do it."

Her words went right through my body, and I shivered convulsively. It sounded so perverse! Someone was going to lick my cunt while I was sucking Jerry's cock. A girl was going to lick my cunt!

Suddenly I felt Nancy's tongue moving in the crack between the cheeks of my ass; my body trembled under the caress. I moaned and smothered my pleasure down around Jerry's cock.

Nancy's tongue slid sensually down the valley between my ass-cheeks, moving slowly and wetly across the burning, excited flesh between my legs. Explosions of electricity made my flesh tingle with pleasure; I almost passed out in ecstasy when she began to wriggle her tongue against the puckered tightness of my asshole. I tightened down against her, but she licked at my bung so feverishly and so rapidly that my knees began to tremble.

"Easy! Easy!" Jerry moaned. "You're going to bite my cock off!"

Without realizing it, I had sunk my mouth down to the base of his cock, and when the wet licking tickles behind me began, I tightened my whole body against it, including my mouth. The pleasure was so intense I was almost afraid to let my body enjoy it fully; I wasn't ready for that much sexual pleasure.

I loosened my lip-hold on him and resumed the pumping movement of my mouth against his cock. I felt my body tensing itself against the shattering pleasure moving wetly behind me.

Nancy's tongue slid across the downward slope of my ass, and I felt her enter the topmost edge of my pussy. She moved from side to side, opening the lips with the wet, pink wedge of her tongue until my whole body was exposed to her licking. She moved her tongue slowly, teasingly, across my excited cunt, inserting it inch by inch into the burning center of my twat.

Grinding my ass back against her face, I could feel the hard edge of her nose pressed into the wet valley between the lips of my cunt. I moved my body against her as I would if it were a cock and not a tongue probing into my cunt.

Wet fire ran down my legs as Nancy pushed her tongue up into my cunt. I moaned involuntarily and began to suck desperately on Jerry's cock.

I felt her tongue wiggling inside of me, touching the tight walls of my cunt with hot, wet flicks of pleasure. She thrust her tongue in and out, curling up into the depths of my body and racking me with shuddering waves of pleasure. My cunt was sopping wet; I could hear her tongue lapping against me, pushing me open.

Nancy pulled her mouth away from my cunt and I almost cried out in disappointment.

"Tootsie," she moaned. "Make love to me. Please do it."

My brain answered before my lips could. The idea excited me and I ached to comply. I opened my mouth and let Jerry's cock slide free of my lips. His hairy crotch was wet with saliva. I looked up and turned slowly towards Nancy's waiting arms.

It was then that I noticed the other people in the room. Marc was still on his knees, thrusting his cock in and out of Linda's cunt. Allen was sitting to the side of them. With one hand on his cock, he was jerking off, and with his other hand he was squeezing the suspended softness of Linda's tits.

I turned to Nancy. She was on her knees, facing me. She was still naked from the waist down; her wide, cushiony hips seemed to billow out from under her blouse. Her pale white thighs were parted, and I could see the sparse triangle of her cunt hair.

"Take your blouse off," Jerry said to me. He sat up and I felt his hand on my ass and in between my legs. "Both of you. So you'll both be naked."

I shrugged out of my open blouse, and Nancy did the same. Her heavy, pendulous jugs hung down across her chest with the nippled tip of each pale-white stiff and bright pink.

My head was swirling, and I could feel the wine and the grass exploding in my brain. Reason was a hundred years past me. All I knew was that I was excited beyond belief, and the very thought of making love to a woman made my body tremble in expectation.

We were both naked now, and I moved across the room towards Nancy. Each of us were on our knees, our movements wobbly and graceless. I watched in fascination as Nancy's tits jiggled and bobbled as her weight shifted. Her flesh seemed to ripple, like waves going through her body.

I slid my arms around Nancy's nakedness, pressing my tits against hers and pushing my cunt up against the softness of her full crotch. Her arms went around me, crushing me against her.

"Tootsie," she moaned. "I love you."

My tits grew hard and the nipples ached. Her body seemed so strange against mine; I wasn't used to softness. I slid my legs around her thick thigh, and humped my wet cunt up and down her leg. Her tits rubbed against my own breasts; the nipples felt like hot coals as they burned into my flesh. Nancy's body felt like it pillow against me – soft, gentle, comfortable.

She moved her face, and I felt her lips press against mine. Automatically, I opened my mouth and her tongue pushed in between my lips. Nancy's light kiss, like her body, was soft and sensual – romantic, almost. The strangeness of the pleasure excited me.

Even her smell was different, I thought. Perfume; powder; clean, shampooed hair – feminine odors. The smell of her perspiration was lightly erotic, not overpowering and rawly sexual as a man's. Everything about this experience was different!

Nancy's hands were on my tits, and I felt her pulling me down on top of her. I moved with her willingly, and pressed myself against her soft body. "What are they doing now?" Jerry asked.

"Watch and see," Allen answered. His voice was breathless and I could almost hear his excitement.

My cunt was pressed against Nancy's cunt; the strange contact stimulated me. She felt like a man under me, only there was no cock to join us, just the hairy, fleshy smell of her broad mound rubbing pleasurably against my clitoris. I opened my thighs around her and she humped herself between them, pounding my wet, excited cunt with her own wet, excited cunt.

My mouth was open and our tongues mixed together in the wetness. Nancy's hands were on my tits and she was winding herself sensually against me, sending wave after wave of burning pleasure down my weakened legs. My own hands were on her tits, and I squeezed them in my clutching fingers.

"Sixty-nine!" Jerry suggested.

I felt distant hands pulling me away from the softness of Nancy's mouth, and I lay on the rug, dazed, with my naked body spread-eagled in sexual invitation. A hand touched my cunt – a hard, masculine hand – and a finger or two pushed up into my excited twat.

"She's all wet!" Allen moaned. "Nancy, get on top of her! No! The other way. Put your cunt up near her face. That's it. That's it!"

Nancy loomed above me; the grass made her seem so far away. I looked up between her parted thighs; the mound of her cunt looked broad and the cheeks of her ass swelled out like twin balloons. The hair of her cunt was wet, the lips pushed open so that I could see up into the redness of her box. I watched in fascination as her cunt grew larger and larger as it floated down around my face.

Nancy's weight was heavy on me, but not as heavy as that of a man. Her heaviness was softer, more equally distributed. Her tits rubbed gently across my belly.

"Eat each other," Jerry coaxed.