Arthur Alexander - Emily_s Lips

"You'll get your second wind."

"If you only knew what happened this afternoon!"

"I'll bet I do." Karen, propped on one elbow next to her reclining friend, looked up from the fascinating view with which she had been occupied. Her hand continued to make its enchanting, light circles on Emily's stretched belly flesh though. She even expanded its area of operations, and Emily closed her eyes for a second as she felt the fingertips brush across the sensitive hairs which puddled in such profusion across the bottom of her body. "When Larry told me that you'd ridden off to the lake with Angela and Adrian, I was pretty certain what would happen. That's Adrian's method with a new girl."

"Oh, damn it all! Do you mean it was a setup?,' "It sure was, my friend," grinned Karen. I'll bet I can even tell you what happened.

When you got there, it was hot, and Adrian suggested a swim."

"No, Angela did."

"Same thing. And then you said, ‘But I haven't got a suit.' ‘Don't worry about a thing,' quoth Adrian, and-zip!-off with his clothes. Zip! there went Angela's clothes too.

And there you were. Nothing for it but to strip off yourself and dive in."

"Well, more or less."

"Right. And then first thing you knew, there was Adrian with that enormous cock all hard up against you, and Angela was pressed against your back. She likes that, Angela does, being behind you and directing the whole business. And then, as they say, one thing led to another."

"It sure did." Emily grinned ruefully.

"What'd they have you do?" Karen's fingers increased their pressure slightly upon the lower slopes of Emily's tired cunt, and, to Emily's surprise, she felt herself growing wet once again.

"Oh, I don't know… "

"Did he fuck you? Did he slide that big cock up into your hot cunt? Huh, Emily? Did he hick this cunt I like so much?" Her fingers had burrowed down through the hair now and were occupying themselves with soothing along the puffy edges of Emily's lips.

"No. No, he didn't."

"You blew him then, didn't you, Emily?"

"Well, I-"

"Didn't you? And Angela helped."

"Yes, she did. It was… I've never done anything like that before. Both of us at the same time. It was… "

"It was what?" Karen's fingers had found a little syrup now and they commenced to rub it into the red flesh of her friend's inner lips. "What was it?"

"Well, it was, um, it was… "

"Yes?"

"It was, well, nice."

"Ah. I thought so. You liked it, didn't you?"

"Yes. I did."

"And it's exciting you all over again, isn't it? It's making your beautiful, hairy cunt all excited."

"Yes." It was a whisper. Emily's eyes were closed.

"You like to think about it while I play with your stiff clit, don't you?"

"Yes. Oh yes!"

"And did you eat Angela too? Did you, Emily? Did you lick her little pussy with your tongue?"

"No, I-"

"But you wanted to, didn't you?"

"Oh, I did. Yes, I wanted to suck her cunt! I wanted it!"

"Would you like to suck my cunt, Emily?"

"Oh!"

"This creamy cunt I have between my thighs?"

"Oh, don't say it!"

"You'd like to suck it now, isn't that right?" Emily felt her lover shifting her position on the bed. Her eyes were still shut as she caught a heavy whiff of cunt musk. "YOU want this wet cunt against your tongue, Emily. You need to have it all open and slippery upon your mouth, don't you?"

And as Emily breathed "yes" once more, she felt hairs tickle her nose and lips. Her eyes flew open. Karen's ass hung over her face, stretched open, and her emit was being lowered toward her mouth. The white flesh loomed everywhere. Her entire world was composed of Karen's slender ass and her long cunt. The wet folds touched her nose, and she pursed her lips so that they might contact them. Her tongue came out and pressed itself hard up into the runny slit which was stretched so far open. Karen groaned and sank her weight upon Emily's face. Emily's nose was buried in Karen's open vagina, bathed in the woman's juices, and she found it difficult to breathe. But the ecstasy of that cunt utterly drowning her was too much.

Her hands circled Karen's slim thighs and opened her ass cheeks even more.

Karen's asshole, surrounded by its few red hairs, stretched before her eyes, and she rubbed her fingertip across the opening. The muscle flinched when she did it, so she did it again. Soon, she was pressing the very tip of one finger into the hole. It sank slowly out of sight, one joint and then another, and Emily felt her lover lowering her own torso. It was at that moment that Karen's mouth pressed itself into her own cunt, and a frantic tongue began to lave her clit and lips. Emily raised her legs and crossed them over Karen's shoulders so as to provide her friend with as much cunt as possible, and she slowly commenced to sling her cunt against the woman's face.

Totally absorbed in their mutual lovemaking, the two women pressed their faces ever harder into each other's flowing sexes, until the slits were mashed open and their tongues were aching with the constant flickering. Emily came first. Her orgasm swept over her like a wave of darkness, and she held Karen tightly in the embrace of her thighs. She slung her cunt against the woman's face as though Karen had been a man, and it had been his pelvis which banged upon her clit while his long cock slammed into her cunt deeper and deeper. She shook and shuddered frantically as the come possessed her, and then, as it began to subside, Karen lifted her face from Emily's dripping pussy.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!" Emily heard her friend begging, and she redoubled the pressure of her tongue on the woman's clit. She sank her finger all the way into Karen's asshole, pulled it out, and plunged it in again. Her other hand grabbed a handful of ass flesh and shook it frantically, slamming the clit against her tongue even harder, harder, rubbing Karen's asshole maddeningly against the finger which plowed into it.

"I'm gonna come," she heard. "Oh, I'm going to come! I'm coming now. Here I go! I'm coming! Oh, I'm coming! I'm coming!"

The orgas m nearly drowned Emily, so desperately did Karen sink her cunt into her lover's face. But the wrenching jerks of those hips against her made her ecstatic.

Karen was coming against her very own tongue! She was making her friend come, and come, and come and the juices of that famished cunt poured along her face. Oh, how wonderful it was to feel those slowly quieting shudders and k now that Karen had celebrated a tremendous come!

Replete and moist, the lovers lay in their flung positions upon the bed. Evening sounds came to them through the window. A bird sang sorrowfully after the departed sun. And was that a hit of Larry's harmonica? A car started up and drove away. An errant breeze stirred the curtains and slid along their cooling bodies. Voices passed under their window, and from the stables came the neigh of a horse.

Karen's head rested upon Emily's outstretched arm. She turned her face and snuggled into Emily's armpit. Her lips lightly kissed the hair there, and she murmured, "This is really the best part."

"I know," Emily replied. "Afterwards."

Yup.

Silence closed in upon them again. Emily felt even more hungry now than before, but she was too lazy to move. "It must be about time for dinner," she mused.

"Just about."

"Ought to get up."

"Ought to," and Karen kissed Emily's armpit again. "Smells good in here," she commented.

"Hey, that tickles!"

"Sorry."

"I'm hungry."

"So am I."

"Know what's for dinner?"

"No. I decided not to be a maid today."

"YOU have a pretty cushy job."

"Sure do." Karen's hand closed warmly over Emily's breast. "I do like these."

"Well, I do too, when you do."

Her friend raised her head to kiss the wide, limp nipple, and then her face collapsed back down again. "Whew! I'm done in. Eight sets of tennis, and then this!"