Janet Mccoy: Hot bed brides

Though the women were engrossed in each other, both were aware of Tate's excited comments. Both realized the big man was getting a hard-on just from watching them. The obscene thought goaded them on in their efforts. It was thrilling to have an audience… to enjoy their private perversion and the excitement of being exhibitionists all at the same time.

Their hands roved heedlessly, over one another's bodies. Clasping a ripe tit, an ass-cheek, a soft handful of pussy. Even with their clothes on, the embraces brought the women to shivering arousal. They broke away from their French kiss to look at Tate. The big writer was rubbing his groin, looking a little embarrassed but very excited.

"Well, Tate?" Annie asked him impertinently. "Is this what you had in mind?" She realized her voice was shaking.

"Yes… Christ, take your clothes oft girls! Give me some real action!" Tate remembered how his young wife liked to be turned on by dirty words, lewd encouragement. He heaped them upon the two lovely women as they undressed.

"Mmmmmmm… good-looking titties, girls! Are those pussies nice and wet and squishy? That's it ladies… feel each other up!"

The blonde teenager could feel the juices overflowing from her pussy. She wanted Mimi so bad. And, at the same time, she was responding to her husband's eager voyeurism. His lusty comments made her want to give him a real show. Her twat was burning with unrequited passion.

Tate admired the different kinds of beauty of the two women as their hands reached out once again, this time to caress one another's nakedness. Annie's large full tits contrasted appealingly with Mimi's small upthrusting ones. Annie's kinky blonde pubic patch was an interesting compliment to Mimi's curly dark bush. He grinned lecherously as their hands automatically went for one another's hungry pussies. He watched fingers disappear up inside hot cunts. "Shit, you girls are something else! Too bad old Sam is missing this show!"

Tate's suspicions of his old friend disappeared in his own moment of satisfaction. It no longer mattered that Sam had had the two women to himself, that he had had them both lick his cock at the same time. Tate was very much satisfied with the depraved scene he himself had orchestrated. He was getting a special kind of thrill out of watching the women fingerfuck each other, knowing that their twats were there for his swelling cock, any time he wanted them.

He watched the expressions on the women's faces grow steadily more abandoned. Their mouths hung slackly open as they concentrated on the warm clasp of pussy-flesh hugging the embedded fingers. Their eyes looked at one another, shining with lust, anticipating.

"Oooohhh… eet ees good, her pussy ees getting so wet!" Mimi was talking as much for the watching man as she was for her woman lover. She knew Tate's cock was throbbing to the tune of their growing passion. She wanted to give him a real show. She wanted his cock to be aching for hungry pussy from the stimulation of their wanton act. Mimi was getting into the spirit of being a performer for her new lover. She was pleased that Tate had come up with the idea. He was a man with sensual imagination. She liked that.

"Mmmmmm… stick it in me harder, Mimi! Oooohhh, your cunt's so wet, baby! Feels ni-i-ice!" Annie too was relishing the knowledge that Tate was sitting there, stroking his cock through his pants, getting off on what they were doing. She was pleased with this new extension of their love-life. She was happy to share her woman lover with her husband in this enticing way. Her marriage was broadening, was becoming more stimulating to Annie. She hadn't even missed her little adventures at school lately. Things were far too rousing right here at home to make her hungry for other thrills.

Together, the panting women dropped down onto the floor. They arranged themselves in a sixty-nine position. Annie's head nestled against Mimi's dark pussy-mound. Mimi was face-to-face with the kinky triangle of Annie's cunt-hair.

While Tate leaned forward for a closer look, the women started to probe each other's pussies with their tongues. Their fingers opened their lover's fleshy gashes to reveal all the other woman's secrets to their ardent gaze. Tate could not resist. He got down on the floor with the women. He didn't want to miss a moment of the lurid action. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed as he watched his wife swirl her tongue round and round Mimi's swollen little clitoris. The big man began to realize that this was no game for Annie. She really enjoyed eating cunt! The realization stunned Tate for an instant. He hadn't known about that part of his wife!

Gradually, his mind forced Tate to relax with his new knowledge. After all, Annie's activities were giving him a throbbing ache in his cock. The two of them were still together in spirit. It was just that Annie was letting him in on a part of herself that was apart from the world of men. He was glad she trusted him that much. His brain began to race with the stimulation of a whole new world of pleasure that had suddenly opened up before them. He could imagine the young women that were Annie's friends, that were so attractive to him, becoming fair game for impromptu threesomes. He wondered if Annie had women lovers already. "Well… you're full of surprise, Annie baby!"

Unaware of the workings of her husband's fevered brain, Annie worked hex tongue down from her girl friend's clitoris to the wet seeping entrance to her cunt. She licked up the hot juice that dribbled from her aromatic hole. Her tongue worked even farther down. She stabbed the tight clenched pucker of Mimi's sphincter and felt a lewd thrill when Mimi wailed in excitement. She ground her own cunt feverishly down into Mimi's face. To her delighted surprise she got a dose of the same treatment. She shivered and groaned as Mimi's tongue prodded her asshole. "Eeeeee…"

Mimi grinned into the blonde-fringed cunt before her. That was what she wanted to hear. The sound of her woman lover's abandon was music to her ears. She stabbed her tongue hotly into the glistening folds of Annie's pussy. The way the blonde's resilient flesh yielded to her probe made her own cunt flutter. She moved her pussy into Annie's face and lapped up the moisture trickling from her passion-swollen cunt.

The excited brunette took one after the other of Annie's pussy-lips into her mouth and sucked hungrily. Her young lover groaned so wantonly, her mouth deserted Mimi's twat. The older woman eased up on her assault. She was not willing to give up the pleasures of her pussy for the pleasure of her lips. Annie's mouth returned to her wet slit.

Tate watched wide-eyed and incredulous as the two heads labored over grinding eager loins. Annie's mop of long blonde hair was splayed over Mimi's thighs and belly. Her head bobbed up and down to the tune of her unchecked lust. Mimi's shorter dark curls bounced with her efforts. The Frenchwoman groaned softly as she worked. Each time Annie hit a particularly good spot on her cunt, Mimi's soft groan turned to an animalistic bellow. The sound sent a shiver down Tate's spine. It made his cock throb in urgent hunger.

The big man knew that he wouldn't be able to resist much longer the urge to join the wanton twosome. While his gaze remained riveted on the women, he slowly pulled off his clothing. His hard cock pointed straight in front of him, showing him the way. It swayed mere inches from Annie's laboring back.

"Mmmmmmmm…"

"Oh, Annie… you are so good, lover! Mmmmpphh!"

It didn't take much coaxing from Tate to get Annie to position herself on hands and knees over the sprawled Mimi. Mindlessly, the blonde let herself be pushed up to where. Tate wanted her. She didn't question. She was too immersed in her pleasure. She was ready for whatever pleasure he might have in store for her. She was fearless of his lusty hands that grabbed urgent handfuls of her ass-cheeks and kneaded them raunchily. The blonde had no idea how intensely her throaty groans turned her husband on.