David Crane - Door to door teaser

Then she used her hands as well as her mouth. She held Sarah's cunt wide-open as she tonguefucked it. She rolled her clitoris in her fingers, rubbed it with her palm, then began to finger-fuck her hole with three fingers while she clamped her lips upon the burning clit and started a steady sucking that was designed to bring the buxom blonde to orgasm.

Sarah was sobbing and gasping, panting and whimpering. Her hips worked like pistons at one moment, then seemed to have frozen into position, holding steady while she arched her back. She pushed her crotch out, then tucked it in. She twisted her pelvis, rotating, then pumped it straight up and down. Cuntjuice was gushing from her now, running onto Barbara's lips and tongue in a steady flow. Barbara used her tongue like a spoon, curling the edges up and dipping into the juicy hole for a tongueful of slippery nectar – like a ladle, stiffened, stirring the swampy cauldron; like a knife, spreading the creamy oil; like a fork, stabbing into the tender feast. Her fingers churned around in Sarah's cunt, scissoring and twisting as they pushed in and out with that regular fucking motion. Her wrist was tilted and she screwed her fingers up the hot cunt as if she were literally digging the orgasm from Sarah's loins.

Sarah began to cry aloud, losing control of herself.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried, repeating the sound and then, as she soared to the heights, elongating the same sound: "Ohhhhhh!"

"Come, baby… come…" Barbara murmured, speaking right up that hairy cunt so that the words echoed in the sounding-box of Sarah's loins.

Sarah came.

Long waves of pure joy rushed through her belly and crashed into her twat as her pussy melted and her cunt fluid flooded into Barbara's eager mouth.

Barbara slurped the cunt juice from Sarah's pussy voraciously, gulping it down with rare greed; Sarah shuddered at the peak for long, blessed moments. Then she went limp, feeling as if all her vitality had been dragged from her cunt, leaving her hollow and drained.

Barbara continued to mouth her cunt until she was certain that she had milked every last spasm of lust and every last trickle of cuntjuice from her lover. Then she stopped sucking but continued to slowly run her tongue up the emptied cunt, without passion now, but with affection for this pussy that had given her such a succulent feast.

And if that gentle tonguing happened to get Sarah hot again, Barbara was perfectly willing to suck her off a second time.

But now Sarah had different ideas.

Abandoned to lust, Sarah wanted to suck some cunt, herself.

Although her orgasm had left her crotch sated, a different sort of lust was electrifying Sarah. Imagination flared up as hot as her cunt had been; before, and now that she had at long last given herself freely to passion, she wanted to be utterly depraved, experiencing everything.

She knew that later, when she had cooled down, she might have a few misgivings, a few regrets, a touch of shame, but such future considerations were feeble compared to the desire of the moment. And after all, she had already sucked off a married man and been sucked off by a woman – it didn't seem to increase her guilt much if she happened to eat a pussy along the way.

Her mouth was watering for cunt, no doubt of that.

She remembered how wonderful cuntjuice had tasted when, on the train, she had finger-fucked her mouth after her fingers had been churning up her twat. She had also noticed how much fun Barbara seemed to be having as she frolicked between her legs. The long-legged beauty had seemed to enjoy sucking her cunt every bit as much as Sarah had enjoyed having it sucked. Now she was determined to experience the other half of the oral delight.

Barbara was still lingering over heir crotch, slow tonguing up her slit.

Sarah said, "Isn't it my turn now?"

"Ummm," Barbara sighed.

She gave Sarah's cunt a final laying and sat back on the floor, then went back further, resting on her elbows with her knees raised and her thighs spread and her back arched.

She waited for Sarah to come and get it.

Sarah wriggled from the chair onto her hands and knees. She gazed at Barbara's bushy cunt hungrily. Barbara had become very hot and juicy while she was giving head to Sarah, and her pussy was wide open and swampy. Her clitoris stood out like a post. But it was not posting her swampy ground, for Sarah was more than welcome to trespass.

Sarah crawled forward.

It occurred to her that most likely, this would be the only time in her life that she would ever suck a cunt, for she was heterosexual and it was unlikely that circumstances would ever get her this aroused again without a man being responsible. And since this was probably the only time she would experience the pleasure of sucking pussy, she was determined to get full enjoyment from the act while she could.

She began licking up the insides of Barbara's thighs, turning her head from side to side and licking each smooth leg in turn. She moved higher with each switch.

Reaching the apex of those long thighs, she ran her tongue up the creases where they joined Barbara's torso at her hairy vee. Her tongue was paralleling Barbara's flooded cunt but not making direct contact yet. Bypassing the crotch, she moved higher and ran her tongue up the woman's belly, dipping it into her belly button and tracing around the outline of Barbara's pubic mound. She was making herself hungrier by the moment as she delayed feasting upon the main course – and making Barbara hotter in the process.

Her tongue glided through Barbara's curly, black cuntal thicket like a pink rodent through the undergrowth. Then she smiled and dipped her tongue into Barbara's steaming gash.

She drew back slightly as she savored her first taste of hot pussy, smiling again as she realized that it was as good as she'd expected it to be. Barbara's cuntjuice was flavored like her own, but lapped straight from the fountain, rather than delivered by hand, it was hotter and creamier.

Sarah was ravenous. She dipped her head in and began to tongue Barbara's snatch voraciously.

Barbara's thighs closed around her face, opened wide, closed again. Her belly heaved and her hips twisted. She threw her head back, moaning as she worked her crotch around in Sarah's eager face.

Sarah was slurping away with gusto.

"Oh, you do that good," Barbara groaned.

Sarah smiled at the compliment, her lips turning up as they clamped to the girl's cunt. She knew that she was doing it well. Just as she had discovered earlier with Steve that she had an inborn talent for sucking cocks, so did she now realize that she also had an inherent skill at sucking pussy.

She felt proud.

And she felt hungry as she sucked steadily away, eager to milk a climax from this hairy delicacy.

In the other room, Ray and Karl regarded on another with raised eyebrows, wondering if they had given Barbara enough time on her own. They were both eager to get a bit of the sexy blonde charity worker. Barbara would want a bit of cunt sucking time on her own, but she'd had time enough for that, and they knew that she would welcome their presence once she had her fill of cunt, for Barbara was a girl who figured the more the merrier.

They finished their drinks and took off their bathrobes. Their dicks were rock-hard and ready.

"Heads or tails?" Karl said, fingering a coin.

"Heads," Ray said.

Karl flipped the coin, caught it and slapped it down on the counter.

It was heads.

"Your choice," he said.

"Heads, again," said Ray.

"Right… head for you, tail for me," said Karl.

The two horny gentleman sauntered into the other room, their dicks before them, pointing the way.

Sarah heard them come in and looked up from Barbara's juicy crotch, eyes wide with surprise and chin dripping with cuntjuice. She looked like a wolf that has been surprised as it devoured a fleecy black sheep.