Janet Mccoy - Hot bed brides

The older woman was impressed with the abandon the girl put into her task, and the unforeseen skill. For a young woman who had never experimented with others of her sex, Annie was incredibly free of inhibitions. Her mouth worked with fluid motion that had Mimi grinding her pussy down into the girl's face, inviting more pleasure… and more.

"Mmmmm… you're sooo wonderful!"

Mimi's loving praise sent Annie into a new surge of sensual effort. While she reveled in the tongue tending her slit from asshole to clitoris, she tried new techniques on the hot wet gash in front of her. She gripped Mimi's thighs to hold them apart, to give herself more headroom to probe the farthest reaches of the Frenchwoman's slit. She stabbed the puckered hole of her sphincter. She licked wetly all the way back up to Mimi's clitoris.

Annie marveled at the way the older woman's clitoris seemed to get even longer and harder with every swirl of her greedy tongue. She nibbled the little organ ravenously, delighted when she felt Mimi doing exactly the same thing to her. It was pleasure for pleasure. Lick for lick. Moan for moan. They were both at home now in the joy of their exploration. The first moments of learning and exploring were past. The blonde and the brunette savored the prospect of their mutual climax. For each determined to take the other there with her.

"Mmmmmm… Mimi!"

"Ahhhhh… eet ees soo good… Eet has been so long seence I have known theese pleasure."

The sun and their efforts were covering them both with sweat. They slipped slickly against one another. They rubbed together like playful seals. But their mission grew more serious as their ecstasy grew closer. Their mouths nibbled and nuzzled feverishly.

"Ohhhh, Mimi… I'm cummmm-mmmpphh!" Annie felt the muff of Mimi's cunt assault her again. She obliged the other woman's need. She stuck her tongue as deep as she could get it into Mimi's pussy-hole. Then Mimi too was cumming. "Mmmmmm… oh yesssss… Annie darleeng I'm cummmm!"

They wriggled and writhed against one another, enjoying the sensual thrill of sharing their abandon… of taking the sweet road together.

They found one another's mouths and kissed hotly. They liked the sticky feel of each other's bodies.

At last, they decided to go for a swim. They needed the cool refreshment of water to ease the heat on their sated bodies.

Only when the cold shock hit her did Annie realize fully what had just happened to her… what she had just done. She searched her conscience to see how she was taking it.

She found that she felt fine. Just fine.

And what a beautiful day this would be!

Sam and Tate made the rounds of some of the old bars they had hung out in the days when they were both struggling writers looking for someone to tell their stories to. They found the old places were much the same as they had ever been. Only the faces had changed.

Free of the confusing attractions of the women, the men rediscovered their old friendship. They sat at their favorite booth in their favorite joint and watched the women at the bar. It was like the old days, sharing opinions and laying plans.

A lush redhead came in and immediately captured both their attention. She wore a low-cut dress that showed lots of cleavage. The men noticed that she had noticed them. She was giving them her best angle.

"What d'ya think, Tate? Thirty-eight, twenty-four, thirty-six. Right?"

"I'd say you're dead on." Tate was drinking bourbon today, keeping Sam company. He was higher than he was used to. All the juices were flowing. The high-class redhead at the bar was rousing all his old roving instincts. He could feel his cock throbbing. From the sound of his voice, he was pretty sure Sam felt the same way he did.

Tate had been working hard lately, and he hadn't been getting out much. He was feeling reckless. "What say we buy the lady a drink?"

"Excellent idea, old buddy. Only what are we going to do when she tries to put the make on us? Is she going to be yours or mine?" Sam was nervous. He could almost hear his hot-tempered Latin wife cursing him for having a wandering eye. But all his instincts told him he was in the mood for an adventure. Mimi would never have to know…

"Why, I'm willing to share with an old friend, if you are, Sam old boy!" The words were out before Tate had thought about them. When he stopped to consider the perversion of his idea, he found the idea turned him on. Why not? A guy deserved some kicks now and then. He had been faithful to Annie all their two years together… well, most of the time. It had been so long since he and Sam had gone out and had a blast together.

The redhead smiled and raised her glass when the waiter brought her their offering. She drank heartily, chatting from time to time with the men on either side of her. But her attention kept returning to Tate and Sam. It wasn't long before she came over to their table and invited them to visit her apartment. The men accepted, feeling as naughty as two schoolboys playing hookey.

Sam sat nervously on the end of her bed while she prepared drinks for all of them. This was not the first time he and Tate had shared a woman, but it was the first time since he had been married to Mimi that he had done anything so daring. Already he was worrying that she would be able to sense his guilt the minute he returned to her. For a moment he thought about backing out. Then the redhead, called Mara, returned with their drinks. She had taken off her dress. She wore only a bra and panties. The sight other ripe round tits and her smooth belly made up Sam's mind for him. It was too late now for backing out.

"I like to get down to basics early," she told them as she sipped her scotch and soda. "Already I know I'm going to have a beautiful time this afternoon. Two big hunks like you. Am I a lucky girl!"

While Sam worked on his bourbon, she kneeled between his legs and began to tug on his fly.

"You seem to be in a hell of a hurry," Sam tried to hide his nervousness with wit. "You got 'em lined up outside the door?"

"Any time I want them," she replied. Her hands reached inside and pulled out the shaft of his cock. The touch of her fingers started to inspire his cock with life. "But I've got all I want right here. Mmmnn…" She liked the head of his cock. It pulsed impatiently.

Tate could feel his own cock throbbing inside his pants as he watched the redhead's expert maneuvers. She sucked cock as if it was her favorite occupation. "Mmmmm…" Groaning and wiggling her ass provocatively, she bobbed her head up and down over Sam's loins. Tate watched his old friend's eyes close, then spring wide open. His own cock lurched. Yes, that woman knew what she was doing.

"Shit, where did you learn to suck cock like that?" Sam demanded. "My cock feels like it just fell into a pot of honey. Mmmm-hmm, that's sweet, mama!" He jerked his ass up off the bed, forcing his cock up into her greedy mouth. It was a thrill to watch the workings of her full red lips. She nibbled and licked and sucked on his cock until Sam's thick cock was as hard as steel and as long as it ever got. "You sure do have a way with you, woman! Doesn't she, Tate?"

He looked over at his big friend. Tate's eyes were shining with prurient interest. Sam stole a quick look at his groin. Yup, she had got to him all right! Sam was pretty drunk. He giggled a high shrill giggle. He felt proud as a peacock, getting this big-titted redhead to suck his cock while his friend looked on enviously. Suddenly his grin turned into a grimace of lusty need. "Oh yeah… do it like that… suck my dock, baby!"

Tate was growing more and more fascinated by the undulations of her firm shapely ass inside those skimpy panties. He sucked hungrily on his drink while he watched her buttocks telling him how much she was enjoying her depraved task.