J. Forte: The Sex Thief

Felicia looked down as Andrea rubbed her face over her lower stomach, then nuzzled her pubic mound softly and sighed. "Suck me" Felica said, "eat my pussy for me, sweetheart… give me a come like you gave him… stick your tongue in my pussy and lick my clit… " And as she spoke, Andrea looked up at her wistfully and sighed again as her hands closed around the full cheeks of the girl's ass.

"Oh, Felicia… God, how I love your cunt!" Andrea moaned and buried her face between the girl's wide-spread legs.

Felicia gasped as she felt the other woman's mouth close over her pussy. She placed her hands on the back of her head and pulled her gently as she felt Andrea's tongue search the moist folds of her cunt to find the sensitive nub of flesh there. "Ohhhh baby… suck it… lick it… that's soooo good!" Felicia told her as she raised her hands and slowly unbuttoned her sheer blouse, then slipped out of it and tossed it aside. Squeezing her own tits, Felicia writhed under the experienced mouth of her love, and she felt her breath coming in short, sharp bursts as the woman's mouth took her to the supreme height of erotic stimulation as she ground her pussy into Andrea's face.

"Ummmm… yesss… Oh, Andrea… please… me too, me too… let me have you… I've got to have you!" she whimpered and leaned forward in an attempt to get her hands on the other woman's body.

"The couch!" Andrea said breathlessly as she stood and began stripping off her clothing and Felicia crossed the room to the recliner, a look of impatience on her lustful face. Quickly, the woman disrobed and joined her lover on the low, contoured recliner As she lay down beside her, Felicia threw her arms about her neck and crushed her mouth to hers. Andrea felt the girl's tongue as it pushed through her lips and teased her with short jabs. She ran a hand over the girl's thrusting tit and pinched the nipple gently, then continued down, over her smooth stomach, and let her hand close over her trembling mons. She inserted a finger into the soft wet folds of the girl's cunt and stroked her gently as Felicia retracted her tongue and sucked Andrea's into her hot mouth. Finger fucking her rapidly, Andrea felt the girl's hand go between her thighs and, as the fingers found that magic spot, Andrea groaned loudly.

"Yess… yes, darling! Do me… fingerfuck me… let me feel your fingers inside my cunt… Oh, God… how beautiful! How fucking beautiful!" she cried out loudly.

Then, as their passions rose, Felicia pushed Andrea back, twisted and lowered her exposed crotch over the woman's face. She felt Andrea's hands go about her to pull her down. As her mouth came nearer Andrea's cunt, she whimpered as her own pussy was sucked lavishly and the hot tongue sent flames of desire coursing through her lusting body. With a sudden cry, Felicia buried her face between Andrea's thighs and she thrust her tongue deeply into the sweet wetness of her cunt. She sucked, licked and writhed atop the woman as her own cunt was lapped furiously and Andrea's hands dug into her lush hips and ass.

As Felicia felt herself coming, she squeezed shut her eyes and envisioned herself pressed between two sweating black bodies as they fucked her viciously with long, thick pricks. Then there was another… in her mouth… and it was spurting, gushing, throbbing, and she cried out as the other two pricks erupted in her cunt and ass-hole and sent her over the threshold of sanity for one brief instant.

Andrea felt herself coming and sucked her lover's cunt with abandon. She raised her head and stabbed her wet tongue into the girl's clasping ass-hole and, as she stiffened and cried out, Andrea too reached the final step of the spiral and felt herself tumble over the edge and into that velvet void of sheer sensation. She twitched and writhed as Felicia's juices poured into her mouth, and she felt her own juices flowing from her spasming cunt as the girl above her grew rigid and sobbed loudly, her body wracked with sensation.

Then it had passed for them and they lay quietly in each other's arms, stroking the soft flesh of breasts, thighs, buttocks, and licking out finally for one last taste of each other's sopping pussies.

Felicia sat up and looked down at her lover. She wore a subtle smile on her face as she opened her eyes to find the girl looking at her. "Matter?" she asked softly, and reached out to caress her jutting tit.

"You jacked him off!" Felicia said, and they both laughed.

"That just now dawned on you?" Andrea asked.

"It just penetrated, darling… how could you?" she asked with mock hurt on her face.

"Quite simple, actually… I just took his stiff prick out of his pants and whacked it a few times-and blooey! A hand ful of come!"

"What did you do with it?"

"I licked it off my fingers… that's what I did with it, silly."

"How gross…" Felcia remarked, and made a wry face.

"Wait until you see what I have in store for our emotional repressive next week… it will really turn you on, ba-by…" and Andrea smiled mysteriously as Felicia's hand cupped her sensitive mons and stroked her gently. "I am going to cure Mister Marc Andrews…"

"Careful you don't catch something in the process, darling," Felicia cautioned, "You might get to licking that stiff prick of his."

"Liking and loving are neuroses of a different nature, sweetheart you I love!" and she pulled the girl down to kiss her fully on the mouth as Felcia wormed a finger into her sopping pussy.

The week passed slowly for Marc following the session with Dr. Andrea Murtaugh, and as the days dragged painfully he felt the frustration building. With the frustration came the headaches, and it seemed that no amount of alcohol or pain-killing drug would chase the ache from his skull-at best, they only dulled it. As Wednesday came and passed he set in motion his plans for the forthcoming weekend and went over his format again. It was relatively simple as plans go, but, having decided weeks in advance on this particular weekend, he wanted to be absolutely sure before taking the final step, from which there would be no return. Two women were involved, and unless he was doubly cautious the entire game could come tumbling down around his head-and Marc didn't countenance failures.

The beach house was located nearly a full mile off the coast drive, semi-secluded, the nearest neighbor was some two hundred yards north, and when Marc checked that dwelling on Wednesday evening, he was pleased to find that it looked tight, with no signs that the inhabitants were due to return any time soon. Hiking on foot from the arterial highway where he had parked his second automobile-a four-year-old Chevy, kept parked in a monthly serviced storage park-he skirted the beach house and approached it from the south. It was the ideal location for Marc's purpose, and he had come upon it quite by accident nearly three months before, while jogging the beach at five a.m. some five miles from his own apartment.

She had been standing on the sun deck, blond, like gossamer in the misty morning. Wearing a white peignoir, she looked like some mystic godess standing with hands on the railing, feet wide-spread, looking toward the ocean. Marc stopped and gazed at the woman's body beneath the shimmering white gown and he knew he had to have her. Her hair was long, falling nearly to her narrow waist, and her full naked breasts pushed the thin material out and up wards as she breathed deeply He followed the lines of her body, and as a gentle wisp of wind curled the hem of her gown about her supple leg, Marc saw

that she had no pubic hair. As he stood there transfixed, his heart pounding in his chest, the blond woman lowered her head until her chin touched her chest. Then the drapes behind her parted and a second person joined her on the sun deck At first Marc thought It was a man-but as he blinked and the form moved closer to the golden woman, he saw it was another female… tall, slender and black. She was naked. The black woman walked gracefully up behind the blond and slid her long arms about her waist, then raised them slowly until both hands cupped those beautiful Jutting breasts Marc looked in awe as the blonde turned slowly to face the naked Negress, raised her own face and accepted a long, passionate kiss as the black woman's hands slipped beneath the peignoir and cupped the naked cheeks of her ass.