Matt Daniels - Honeymoon Orgy

Pursing her lips, Lisa kissed the nipple, then sucked on it tenderly. Opening her mouth wider, she sucked more of Jo's breast in, while bathing the nipple with her tongue. Jo's breathing quickened and became irregular, as if she were gasping for breath. At the same time, Jo's hand tightened on Lisa's full breast until it almost hurt. Then, helplessly, Jo let go and rolled over on her back to sprawl out and open on the bed.

Lisa hesitated, looking down at Jo.

"Don't stop," Jo whispered, not opening her eyes. "Please don't stop."

"I thought maybe you'd be worn out after last night with Jim?"

"No, no, no, I'm not. I need you."

Encouraged, Lisa bent her head and suckled on one of Jo's breasts, then the other. Jo tangled her fingers in Lisa's hair, and began stroking her neck and bare back. Out of the corner of her eyes, Lisa could see the black triangle of Jo's sex, could see Jo rubbing her slender, pale white thighs together as her excitement built to higher peaks. Hesitantly again, Lisa slid one hand down Jo's smooth belly toward the dark patch. Jo shook and quivered, her fingers knotting in Lisa's hair. But she made no move to stop Lisa's hand.

Like a frightened animal, Lisa's hand crept into Jo's pubic hair. Jo spread her thighs more, opening herself for Lisa's exploration. Lisa slid her fingers down and down, finding the same slit there that she herself had between her own thighs. Carefully, Lisa cupped Joe's sex-mound, feeling the hot softness of the tissues under her fingers, the curving arch of Jo's pubic bone under her palm. Lisa pressed her whole hand down on Jo's cunt, and felt Jo respond by pushing her hips upward. Jo's pussy felt hot and sticky and Lisa realized that it was the juices flowing freely and easily already.

Now Lisa had to have something at her own begging pussy. Hesitantly, she released Jo's cunt, and felt the girl's disappointment. Lisa sought one of Jo's hands, loosened it from her hair, and guided it to her own eager pussy. Jo's touch was frightened and shy, not like before, yet like it. But it also felt searingly hot. Lisa spread her thighs, pressed Jo's fingers into her swollen cunt, then clamped her thighs down to trap the little hand. Now she worked her own hand back into Jo's wet, hot crotch. This time she slid one finger between the lips, and pressed it into the girl's cunt.

Jo's moist channel felt scalding hot and sticky and slimy with juices. Lisa knew that her husband must have thrown a lot of come into the girl to make it feel this sticky. Lisa drove her long finger deeper into Jo and felt the girl's hips surge upward. At the same time, Jo slid her finger into Lisa's hole, and Lisa thought she was going to die from pleasure. Even though Jim had fingered her so many times before, this was much more exciting, even though Jo's finger was a lot smaller than Jim's. Lisa spread her thighs wide and let Jo take total possession of her watering pussy. She looked down to where her thick finger was buried in- Jo.

She studied it a moment as it probed into Jo's girlish pussy, then her gaze shifted to where Jo's finger was buried. She shuddered with pleasure.

Lisa suddenly felt wildly excited, though nowhere near an orgasm. This excitement was something else. Maybe it was the thrill of discovery. It didn't matter, really, she decided. She looked around the room and saw that she and Jo were the only living, moving objects. Jim had left for work long ago, even though Lisa had not heard him leave.

"Good, huh," Lisa said to Jo.

Jo nodded, and Lisa shifted around on the bed. Lisa was aware of Jo watching her shyly. She turned to bring her head toward Jo's crotch. Bending and leaning over, Lisa slowly lowered her face toward Jo's pussy, her eyes riveted on the curling hair and the gleaming pink tissues. An animal odor, wild animal, like that of Jim's come, assaulted Lisa's senses, attracting her even more. Her mouth watering with a wild appetite, Lisa lowered her face to Jo's bush and wedged her tongue deep into the girl's hot slit.

It tasted just as wonderful and exciting as it had before that first time. Driven by a wild desire for more, she jammed her tongue deep into Jo's cunt, shifting around to get the best possible angle of attack. Her knee bumped against something, and Lisa pulled her head back to glance up along the length of Jo's supine body. Lisa found that her knee was against the side of Jo's head. Carefully she lifted it and straddled Jo, returning her face to Jo's musky cunt as soon as she could, unwilling to sacrifice a moment of the taste and lust she was finding there.

When Jo's hands closed around her butt-cheeks, Lisa thought perhaps the girl was going to do the same thing she was doing, but she didn't right away. Instead, Jo was pulling her hips lower and lower. Lisa let her hips drop, still eating happily at Jo's juicy cunt.

Lisa mumbled happily through the tissues of Jo's hot slit.

Jo must have made a decision and the touch of her mouth against Lisa's cunt set off rockets of passion in Lisa, making her drive her own mouth down on Jo's even harder. Ramming in her tongue, deep, deep, into Jo's snatch, Lisa lowered her hips and felt the girl's chin grind against her clitoris. The explosion of pleasure almost lifted Lisa to the peak of an orgasm. She dug her chin into Jo's clit, and was rewarded with a flow of juices that almost drowned her, as Jo's hips jammed upward in response.

Head to crotch, the two woman tangled in the center of the bed. Hands gripping each other's buttocks and thighs, they drove each other crazy with their mouths.

Lisa was nearly delirious with pleasure, boiling and seething, her body betraying her with its convulsions. She was coming and coming and coming, and knew she was drowning Jo with the flood of juices pouring out of her cunt. But she couldn't pull away from Jo. Lisa was driving her own mouth into Jo's gushing pussy, and Jo's slender body was convulsing under her as climax after climax ripped through her, knotting her muscles. Jo's slender thighs clamped around Lisa's head like a vise, trapping her there until Lisa was afraid she was going to suffocate.

All at once it was over. Jo's body went from spasmodic to totally limp. Lisa's own intense orgasm was passing its peak, its plateau leaving her quivering with exhaustion. Lisa was dimly aware of Jo fighting to free her face from her lax pussy, and struggled with her last reserves of strength to help. Finally, she managed to lift her leg and tumble away. Sprawling on her back, Lisa let blackness sweep over her as she fought for breath and sanity.

"I just don't know," Jo said a few minutes later, after they had rested.

"You know, or rather just don't know what?" Lisa answered.

"Whether I can stand the joy of you and my brother."

"Just wait and see," said Lisa. "Jim will be home for lunch soon."