Roberta Taylor - Nasty Sharon

"Because I've dreamed of this for so long. Seeing you wearing a bikini, your luscious big breasts jiggling and wobbling… I've masturbated so many times while thinking of you."

Reluctantly Sharon withdrew her finger. Lita turned and sat on the couch, knees together. She reached up to Sharon's titties as Sharon bent down over her.

Lita's fingertips nudged the dangling breasts. She set them to swinging, then extended her tongue and licked each nipple as it passed.

Sharon's breasts began to feel terribly heavy, as though all the blood in her body had surged into them. The tonguetip lashes were mere teases. She wanted something more. At last Lita stopped them and daintily lipped the right nipple. Her teeth nibbled. The peg swelled and began pumping hot waves that surged all the way to Sharon's drooling cunt.

She groaned, "That's driving me crazy! When you suck my nipple it feels as long as a finger!"

Lita drew off. She rubbed her palms on the turgid points. "Sweetheart, I have never seen such long, thick, luscious nips! Let me suck them just a little longer."

As she spoke her hands slid up Sharon's inner thighs. Her fingertips daintily rolled the hairy lips, then slipped inside.

Her touch on the knob of Sharon's clit was explosive. Moaning, bowing her legs, she began to hip-fuck the other's fingertip.

Lita's mouth yawned now and suckered onto Sharon's right breast, drawing nipple and aureole into her mouth. Her lips formed a pink ring indenting the white tit flesh.

The pull of her sucking joined with her finger in Sharon's gash, triggering a spasm that made her cunt roll and squirt.

Her legs turned to rubber. She was falling. Lita seized her hips and held her in place while ducking under her breasts, down to her hairy twat. She mouthed the outer lips, nibbled, then sucked them into her mouth.

Sharon let out a shriek. "Honey! Suck me! Oh, suck me!"

Lita's tongue slid between the pulsing labia, laved them, and at last snaked into her twat.

The suction increased. Sharon's rolling, convulsing cunt felt like being drawn inside out. But all sensations were uncertain. She was coming, sliding into an orgasm different than she had ever experienced, one consisting solely of her gushing cunt being drawn into a girl's soft mouth.

Then Lita's hands moved between her bowed legs and up behind to her ass. She clutched the big cheeks. A searching finger found Sharon's anus. It speared in like a streak of fire. Sharon moaned loudly, her body jerking into orgasm.

Looking down, she saw Lita's open mouth press into her yawning, coral gash. She felt her tongue coil and spiral about the walls of her cuntal tube.

She cried, "I'm coming, Lita. Coming! Suck my cunt harder! I'm spilling out! Eat my cunt, Lita, eat me!"

With that Sharon's belly erupted. Shrieking, she fell, tumbling on top of the other girl.

The whole world had gone black.

When Sharon at last came out of it, the blackness had hazed and green oozed in. She was again a mermaid a mile under the green sea.

She was lying on the couch, her head resting on Lita's belly. The other girl was caressing her cheeks. Fingers wound slowly down her throat to her titties, and there drew teasing circles.

Sharon's cunt still pulsed. Her crotch felt swampy.

Lita was murmuring, "The time I decided I had to have you, it was about two weeks ago, one morning at the motel. I was terribly busy sorting out deliveries to the Boutique. I hurried into the john to pee. I opened a stall door without imagining that anybody was on the toilet. There you were, squatting, pissing, your panties down at your ankles and your thighs spread wide apart. I saw your muff, that lush, oversized bush of hair. Just a glimpse. But it turned me on instantly. Oh, I was already gone over your wobbling breasts. But seeing you sitting there, white thighs winged out, that glorious, red bush filling the space between, I knew I had to have you. Do you remember?"

Sharon nodded. "You had already lifted your skirt when you opened the stall door. You weren't wearing panties."

"We both laughed."

"Yes." Sharon rubbed her cheek on Lita's downy belly. She gazed at her mound, then caressed the thick tuft of blonde pubic hair. Lita sighed deeply and spread her legs. Sharon explored her crotch, first the plump, hairy, outer lips, then the gash. She caressed the oily inner lips. She became aware of the nostril-twitching odor of cunt. A pulse hammered in her temple. Trembling with desire, she raised up and climbed in between Lita's legs.

She kissed slick, golden thigh flesh while gazing into the girl's boat-shaped, pink inner twat. Lita's heels came down on her shoulders. She nibbled the wet lip hair, and she suddenly became voracious. Open-mouthed, she crowded in, pressing to the wet snatch, tongue extended to lash the rubbery clit. She licked into Lita's hole.

Lita shrieked, "Darling! You're licking my cunt! I'm going to come, honey!"

Sharon clung to the other's heaving hips to keep from being thrust away. She sucked the hairy lips into her mouth and shook her head, ragging them about while stabbing her tongue into the blonde's hole.

Sucking at the juice, tonguing the girl's convulsing snatch, Sharon felt a savage delight. She was drowning in the musky juices, wallowing in the incredible squishiness that rolled about her face, spearing her tongue into her lover's sucking cunt. Yes, she loved nuzzling this steamy, writhing, tossing gash. Would she ever again care about cocks?

Lita cried, "I want to lick you. Give me your pussy!"

Without leaving the delicious slit, Sharon climbed over Lita's thigh. The other's touch guided her as she straddled her torso and knelt, knees far apart, then lowered her crotch to Lita's face.

The first tongue-lash was like a splash of fire opening her pussy.

Groaning, she pressed her tits to Lita's hot belly, curled her arms around her thighs and fingered into her asshole. Lita arched up, quivering, her twat open so wide that Sharon's whole face was bathed in the hot juice of her palpitating gash.

Lita's tongue seemed a yard long, coiling and whipping in the depths of her cunt.

Sharon shrieked, "Lick me, lick me, I'll come!"

She began churning toward an orgasmic peak. She lost track of time. Por ages, it seemed, she mouthed the hairy cunt and thrust her tongue into the sloshy vaginal cavity, screwing her finger deep into Lita's asshole.

She could see only the white cheeks and her finger. Then a red burn blotted out everything.

Lita's tongue seemed to extend through her split to her own mouth, and then extended into Lita's own hole. Sharon realized then that she was coming. She choked feebly, "I'm there, Lita. I'm letting it all go."

As she wove and humped through orgasm she thought, I'm a cunt lapper. I'm a lesbian. And I love it.

At three in the afternoon, Lita drove Sharon home.

She had slept a couple of hours and was still groggy when she left the car and climbed the path to her house.

In public – driving – Lita had been her proper, poised, beautiful self, though her hand had crept across the car seat and over Sharon's thigh to press the crotch of her shorts and squeeze her pussy.

Sharon entered the house. It was a nice enough place, small but decently furnished. They would have far better if her father did not spend his earnings like water on young broads. She heard noises.

She paused, holding her breath. Listening, she slipped into the dining room. Bedsprings were creaking.

She heard a loud moan. "Buddy!"

He said, "Spread your legs wider, Nancy. I want to whack all the way into your big hole."

"Buddy! Your prick feels like a cannon!"

Sharon's eyes narrowed. Nancy! She hadn't had enough last night, had come here chasing Buddy's cock!