A. Bissell - Doing It The Gay Way

"Oh, you're so nice to me, Candi, Nancy giggled looking at Candi's sharply-coned tits inside the sheer black wrapper.

"You go in the can and get yourself all dainty and we'll have some more fun later, huh?" Candi smiled.

"Oh, yes," Nancy sighed. She hugged Candi impulsively and struggled to her feet. The Instant the bathroom door closed, Candi rushed into her bedroom, closed the panel and ran to the peep-hole. She turned up the volume.

Mia was sprawled out on the bed, on her back, her beautiful thighs opened and half-lifted, and Cleve was on his knees between them, his hands beneath her ass, kissing the flesh near the uptilted, thinly-bushed cunt. He was going to wave his tongue in her cunny. Oh, that lucky sonofabitch.

"Nnnnnnnn," Mia gurgled. "Oh, you animal, you.”

"Doesn't your husband eat it for you, sexy?" Cleve chuckled.

"No!" Mia exclaimed, her hands restless on the bed. She flinched, a look of surprise touched her flushed face. "What're you doing, honey?”

He grinned. "Don't you like a finger up your back side?”

"Don't," Mia said, shivering. "It kind of hurts… ”

"Okay," he smiled, returning his mouth to her thighs. The view of his head between those sexy legs, Mia's expression of rapt enjoyment, sent waves of awful envy through Candi's being. The ache in her crotch was building higher, her clit was as stiff as a poker. As often as she had enjoyed watching Cleve do his thing with dames he picked up, this was driving Candi up the-wall.

Her right hand dropped to her stinging cunt, she touched her hardened clit with her middle finger. The earlier peeping and bringing Nancy to a climax had sweetened her need, but this was murder. Mia was probably lying about never having had her cunt nibbled but obviously she had not enjoyed much of it. Most gals from the boondocks were incredibly naive, and this made Mia even more desirable.

Finally Cleve's mouth was above Mia's cunt. His tongue shot out, the tip of it ran along the juicy crevice, and Mia's legs quivered.

"Ohhhh!" she gasped. "Goody-good.”

His hands lifted the beautiful ass higher, his tongue centered on Mia's clitzone. Her face twisted, she gasped and her thighs pulled back farther. Those big fun-firmed tits were up there very high, the coral nipples stiff as thumbs. Her hands writhed on the bed.

"Nnnnnn!" she breathed. "Ohh, ohhhh!”

Cleve's face lifted, he smiled greedily, licking his lips. Mia tried to raise her cunt high enough to connect it with his mouth. She whimpered.

"Ohhh, please, honey!"

"Real tasty cunt," he chuckled. "Hey, play with your tits if you want to. I'm just getting started.”

"Ohhh-you're awful!" Mia gasped. "I'm-ready!”

"Hell, don't be in such a hurry," he smiled, his hands kneading her ass. "Enjoy. Want some cock when you go off?”

The honeyblonde was too involved to answer. She was dangling on the brink of her orgasm, and that fiend of a Cleve was making her wait-and wait. He was a pussy artist, all right. Candi had learned a few little tricks by watching him. She was nearly ready to come herself; she could not remember when peeping had been so furiously stimulating. A nice soft cunt was waiting for her in the living room, her whole body ached for finality, but she simply had to see Mia when she went into her thing on Cleve's educated tongue.

"Ohhh-just go ahead!" Mia panted. "Any way you want to!”

Her restless hands went to her swollen breasts, she stroked the slopes in a way that told Candi she had done it before, around the points and across the tumid nipples. Her head rolled from side to side, she was in an erotic frenzy.

I want some of that so badly I can almost taste it, Candi thought, her hips curving toward her hand. Ohhhh, shill Hurry and bust her cum before I go off myself.

Suddenly Cleve drove his tongue into the dewy cunt, his mouth fastened to the whole mons, and Mia's dramatic shivers, her contorted face, said he was really tongue-plunging her pussy. Mia's head turned back, her thighs jerked, her coned breasts heaved upward into her gripping hands, and then she was into her pounding come-thrall.

Her shout of rapture, even over the intercom, sent waves of lust through Candi's body. Her beautiful body shook in cadence with the beat, beat, beat of her come-fun. Her ass hunched at his mouth, and a faint, familiar slurping sound reached Candi's ears. Oh, he was drawing that puffy cunt into a big spasming come, he was drinking her cunt-honey, he was eating that dainty pussy the way Candi ate cunt.

"OHHH, OH, OHHHH!" Mia yelled, her thighs still quivering, her face showing her intense delight. Her hands still clasped her tit-peaks as a slow smile touched her lips, a smile of satisfaction and triumph. Her legs dropped and finally Cleve lifted his pussy-wet mouth from her cunny. He licked off the excess, grinning.

"Great pussy, Mia. You come real good.”

Another tapping on the bedroom door snapped Candi out of her trance. Shaking with need, she again cut the audio, left her peeping spot and returned to her bedroom door. She opened it, seeing Nancy totally nude. The cute model was learning.

"Oh, you sure look excited, Candi," Nancy giggled. "You got some hot pictures in here you look at?”

"Don't worry your pretty head about it," Candi laughed, drawing the younger girl close. "Come on, let's go in your bedroom. I need a good fuck, right now.”

"I'm ready too, honey," Nancy said. "Don't you like guys-at all?”

"Prick turns me clear off," Candi laughed. "Sometimes I have fun teasing them. Men are so damned egotistical." With her left arm around Nancy's waist, she led the dainty brunette into the guest bedroom.

"Gosh, I know it," Nancy giggled. "How do you want me, Candi?”

"Spread out on your ass, honey," Candi said, shaking, remembering what Cleve had done for Mia. "I'm going to eat that nice soft pussy.”

"Oh, goody!" Nancy chirped, running to the bed. She swung down and opened her thighs, sliding a colored pillow beneath her dark, wavy hair. The finger-play on the sofa had excited her cunt; it was wet along the dainty crevice, her nipples were rising. A mingling of pussy and jasmine aromas teased Candi's senses, her clit. She slid out of her wrapper, her tongue aching for the feel of cunt.

Nancy shuddered, wondering what had happened in Candi's bedroom. Maybe the slender, sexy blonde played with herself before a screw. Her cunny looked more expanded than it had been at the studio, her green eyes blazed with lust. She was so bold, so sophisticated.

Candi crawled between Nancy's legs, resting on her knees; her hands slid under Nancy's rump, and a curious expression crossed the blonde's flushed face.

"Haven't you ever had it lapped, honey?”

"Noooo!" Nancy breathed. She and Lenna had never gone that far, it had seemed bad enough to rub their cunts together for their sneaky fun.

"You haven't lived," Candi breathed, a wild look in her eyes. Her head lowered, her hands lifted Nancy's ass. She pulled her thighs away back, leaving them open so Candi could look at her titties. Trading her body for a luxurious place to live did not seem wrong at all. Candi had promised to introduce her to some appealing young men, but first she had to see a doctor about getting on the pill, and buy some other kind of contraceptive until the pill began working. That was one of the best things about girl-girl sex-no danger, no Wiggly little bugs…

"Oh, that looks good, honey," Candi murmured, her tongue shooting out. Her hands kneaded Nancy's assflesh, a finger toyed with her anus! Oh, it was all so different, like stepping into a new world of erotic discovery.

I really haven't lived, I guess, Nancy thought. She makes me come so good! I wonder what other girl she's going to bring around for a party. Should be real fun till I can be safe with a guy. It's about time I lost my cherry and got a few squirts of jism.