Peter Grinberg - Every inch a nymph

Jeannie felt her belly heave and quiver spasmodically as though the handsome young man had already fucked his hugely throbbing cock deep into her hotly quivering cunt. Through pleasure-glazed eyes she watched Hilde remove the lower half of her own suit, rolling onto her back so that she could slip it from under her smoothly curved asscheeks, and then drawing back her knees as she pulled the wisp of material around their sharp angle and then down off her tiny feet. Then suddenly Hilde was pushing the older girl onto her back and prying her thighs wider apart to clamber between them.

Jeannie could see the young redhead hunched on all fours between her widespread legs, and felt an additional thrill going through her at the thought of Tony watching Hilde's eager young face staring up at her through the deep valley between her huge naked titties.

Hilde stared unbelievingly at Jeannie's naked, totally exposed pussy, her mouth watering as her wide blue eyes locked on the spectacle of it grinding in tiny circles, writhing sensuously just below her eagerly waiting tongue. It added to her pleasurable anticipation to realize that Tony's lust-fired eyes would be watching like a voyeur's, then her mind and body became completely absorbed by the coming feast of hot girl-cunt that was being presented up to her hungry mouth. Saliva gathered in her throat at the sight of the rising pussy-juices in the delicious narrow split that began at the base of Jeannie's smooth white belly and trailed down between her nakedly trembling asscheeks, where they pressed tightly into the ground.

Tony knew that he should leave now because soon he would no longer be able to control himself. It would be too much, a girl tonguing another girl! Oh God, Hilde's face pressed tight up between thighs locked around her ears, girl thighs! The sheer depravity of such a lesbian coupling stirred his increasing lust to greater heights. Involuntarily, as though to quench the rising need, he brought his right hand to bear on the taut bulge in his trunks, but the squeezing sensation only made him realize he couldn't leave yet. Besides, his weakening mind rationalized, he still had control over himself, and there was no longer any reason to be unfaithful to Melanie.

Suddenly Hilde's head dropped down between the older girl's widespread thighs and her hot moist lips closed over Jeannie's quivering cunt. Tony's mind reeled in mounting excitement as Jeannie raised her head to watch in open-mouthed appreciation while the lust-inspired redhead planted wet tickling kisses on her nakedly spread cunt, her tongue flicking knowledgeably out at the rippling pink slit. He could see that Jeannie was beside herself with the agonizing delight of the sensation and, almost as if she were unaware of the effect her action would have on the male voyeur, her hands began to move sensuously down over her throbbing tits, sliding slowly down her smooth flat-planed belly and settling on either side of her hotly squirming pussy. Her fingers stroked indecisively for a moment at the flexing cords of her inner thighs as the younger girl continued to rain the moist teasing kisses all over the tingling slit and then, with an impatient, groan, she spread the softly curling pussylips, slowly apart with her fingers, allowing Hilde's, hungrily teasing mouth complete access to her wide-stretched little cunthole.

"Oooooooh, oh my God! Oooooh, Hilde!" Jeannie whimpered as the redhead's tongue suddenly shot out to flick its hot searing tip around the other's tautly erect clit. Her cries of mingled torture and ecstasy nearly drove the incredulous Tony out of his mind as he watched Jeannie's elbows pressing convulsively against her ribs and her head tossing from side to side on the ground under the pussy-teasing attack.

His hand was still pressed to his trunk-covered cock and he began involuntarily to rub up and down on the rigid protuberance with a quick staccato motion, completely oblivious of whether or not the girls saw what he was doing. He had never seen anything so inciting in his life as this lewd spectacle of one girl eating another girl's pussy, and it was all right if he was rubbing himself because Melanie had been doing exactly that when he had walked in on her the night before. This way he would cream in his trunks and then he could leave with a clear conscience, because they had done, he was sure, the most cock-hardening things they knew of and still he had not been seduced into joining them.

But this proud appraisal of his fidelity began to dissolve into even greater depths of depraved excitement as he watched Hilde, her searching tongue still laving the other girl's nakedly writhing cunt, swinging her body around, climbing over Jeannie's left leg until she had turned completely about and was lying alongside the older girl with her own softly curling pussy mere inches from Jeannie's head and with her lapping tongue still buried in a lust-soaked slippery cunt. For a second, Tony was puzzled as to what was going to happen, but then he saw a responsive grin appear on Jeannie's beautiful, passion-contorted face as she stared into the inviting meal of hot pussy, open and moist with a light fringe of auburn cunthairs, that Hilde was offering her.

Tony watched in open-mouthed amazement as the older brunette shifted in slow motion to her side and suddenly buried her nose and chin hard into the slightly tickling wetness, the hollowing and filling of her cheeks showing Tony that her tongue was slithering deep into the tightly clasping cunt in shameless lesbian abandon.

The desert sun was bright on the two girls' lewdly sixty-nining bodies and the air filled with the wild sucking sounds and incoherent groans of pleasure. The last bit of resistance in the onlooking young husband vanished beneath the rising need of his massively throbbing prick to be sheathed in warmly clasping cuntlips while his own tongue ate greedily at a woman's hotly throbbing pussy. At that moment it was as if Melanie had never existed, or the sudden hope of last night had been erased from his thoughts, because his mind, to rationalize what he was about to do, grew angry at his wife again for the years of coldness.

Tony stood up, suddenly jerked down his trunks, releasing his hugely pulsing prick to the warmth of sunlight. It swung straight out, a slight glistening of cock-juice at its tip. Then the young muscular husband dropped to his knees and, placing his hands on Jeannie's thigh and Hilde's shoulder, roughly jerked the young redhead's head from its nest in the older girl's hotly squirming cunt and pulled them apart at that end, while leaving Jeannie's rocking head locked into Hilde's eagerly pulsing cunt at the other.

Hilde's frowning face was gleaming with the smeared cunt-juices from Jeannie's lust-moistened pussy from which he had forcibly wrenched her, but he saw with a grim satisfied smile that her face suddenly brightened when she saw his heavily throbbing prick sprouting rigid from his hairy loins not five inches from her face. Down on one elbow, he stared into the seething hotly quivering pussy that was his, all his.

Without another second's delay, Tony dropped his head forward and slithered his tongue into the hotly clasping depths of the cunt Hilde had been ministering to only seconds before. Then he heard the voluptuous brunette groan huskily from deep in her throat as the eagerly searching tip of his tongue suddenly began working its way up and down the length of the tightly clenching pussy, starting in the black tangle of pussyhairs and wriggling its way downward over the tiny, pink-rimmed cunthole and into the moist crevice of her spasmodically jerking asscheeks. The unfaithful young husband worked hungrily, feeling Jeannie's softly curling cunthairs grazing lightly against his cheeks as he waited for the mouth of the other woman to close like a honey-filled glove around his pulsing hardness.