Brian Laver - Mother_s young lover

When they kissed, Susan realized how much she had missed. Kissing another woman was wonderfully erotic, more gentle and tender than a man's kiss. And the fact that this chick was her sister added a kinky twist to the perversion.

Pat reached into the pressed tit flesh with a groping hand. Susan felt one of her tits taken into a firm but sensitive grip.

"I've always been jealous of your tits," Pat said. "They've always been bigger than mine. Even when we were teenagers."

"But yours are more beautiful," Susan said. "I like the way they turn up at the tips. Mine are just big balloons."

"They feel wonderfully firm and nice," Pat said as her hand gripped tighter.

Susan reached for one of Pat's tits. She had never held a tit other than her own, and she found it a beautiful experience. Now she understood why men were always eager to grab her tits. From now on, she would be just as eager as any guy for a feel.

They pressed their bellies together. Susan felt her sister's, pubic hair tangle with her own. She wondered whether she would eat Pat's cunt after Pat had eaten hers. It did seem like an exciting prospect.

Pat pushed Susan over on her back. Then she lay on top of her as they continued kissing. Susan's tits would spread their bulk over her chest when she lay on her back. Pat's smaller, harder tits poked into them.

Then Pat raised herself. Susan loved looking up at the naked chick on her. She felt she was in her power. When Pat moved down between her legs, air wafted across her gaping cunt. She was ready to join the ranks of lesbian lovers.

"You're beautiful," Pat said as she looked at Susan's body lying before her.

Pat ran a hand over Susan's fuzzy mound. The curly hair bristled, sending shivers through her body. Then Pat spread her thighs wider. Susan loved having her cunt opened to her sister's passionate stare.

"You have a wonderful cunt," Pat said as she ran a finger along the pink gash.

She spread the plump lips with her fingers. Then she diddled one finger between the inner-lips.

Susan had never been handled with such skill and tenderness. Her sister was the most erotic creature imaginable.

Pat licked her lips as she lowered her face to her sister's cunt. Susan shivered in anticipation. She felt her sister's hair fall lightly on her thighs just before she felt her tongue in her salty crack.

"Oh-h-h-h," Susan murmured as her pussy was spread by a lick of Pat's tongue.

Susan immediately was aware of the difference between a woman's lapping and a man's. Pat's tongue had a feminine tenderness about it as it wiggled around in her gash. She would move the very tip of the tongue over the squirming inner-lips and clit for a while, then cover the slot with broad strokes.

Pat brought Susan to the verge of a climax and kept her there by moving her tongue from her clit to the less sensitive areas of her twat. The tongue would probe up her flowing canal, down over her asshole, and around her clit. A few flutters over the clit would make Susan cry out.

"Uh-h-h, Pat," she moaned. "I love the way you do that. O-o-o!"

Susan struggled up into a sitting position to see the action. After getting a glimpse of her sister's tongue moving frantically, she fell back down in a state of bliss.

When Susan felt her sister suck the puckered skin around her clit right into her mouth, she prepared for her orgasm. Pat was keeping Susan's clit gently clamped between her teeth and was brushing the tip of her tongue over it.

Grabbing handfuls of the bedsheets, Susan arched her back and trembled. With her clit being worked on like that, she was quickly being devoured by passion. Her ecstasy was multiplying with every tickle of that tongue on her love bud.

"I'm going to come, Pat!" she cried. "You're making me come. Keep going. Yeah-h-h-h-h."

As she came, Susan's body waved like grain in the wind. Her head snapped from side to side. Her orgasm was one of the most beautiful ever and Pat knew how to keep it raging for as long as possible.

Only gradually did the crazed chick come to her senses. Pat lifted her face from the swampy pussy and watched her sister lying in delirium. Her tits shimmered as her chest heaved with her heavy breathing.

"God, t-that was the most-most wonderful orgasm."

But Susan was still too devastated to talk.

"You looked so beautiful when you came," Pat said. "And I could feel your pussy twitching on my face."

Pat remained between Susan's legs, stroking her thighs and waiting for her to recover.

"No man has ever eaten me like that," Susan gasped. "It was fabulous."

"And I loved eating you," Pat said. "Would you like to give it a try?"

Susan froze. She had thought it would come to this. Although she was very impressed with lesbianism so far, she was still a little squeamish about returning the cunt lapping. But she could hardly refuse.

"Sure, I'll eat you," she said.

"Good girl," Pat said giving Susan a loving squeeze on the thigh.

Pat fell back. She spread her legs, opening the way to her cunt to her sister. Susan looked at the waiting mouth in Pat's crotch.

Gathering her courage, she crawled into the damp cunt between those outstretched legs. Susan used to look at her own pussy in a mirror. She realized that her sister's cunt was identical. The inner-lips were exposed just like hers were when she got excited.

The funky odor of the hot juice rose to her nostrils. As Susan neared that slot, Pat spread her legs wider. Now she could see the darkness of the cave inviting her to fill it with her tongue. She could feel the heavy atmosphere hanging over the cunt as she dropped her face toward it.

The pubic hair tickled her nose as her lips touched the tips of the pussy. Susan stuck her tongue out just far enough to feel the crack. Then, pressing it in, she found that the taste of her sister's cunt was the same as her own when she licked it from her fingers.

"That's it, sweetheart," Pat said encouragingly. "M-m-m-m, yeah."

Susan was getting braver. Now she was running the tip of her tongue up and down the cunt crack. She brought a hand to the pussy and spread it. Lifting her head for a second, she looked at the twat to orient herself.

The inner lips were spread like a butterfly. The tunnel entrance was gaping open. Susan put her tongue back into the slot and traced the wishbone shape of the inner-lips. Feeling those slick ridges of wet flesh under her tongue really was exciting. She was beginning to like this perversion very much.

Susan found that she could look up over Pat's stomach and watch her react to the cunt lapping. She saw her sister put her head back with her eyes tightly shut. She knew her tonguing was having an effect on her.

Now that she had her face wedged between Pat's cunt lips, she didn't have to hold them open with her hand. Her hands were free for other things. It seemed natural to reach up to Pat's tits and hold them.

"M-m-m-m," Pat moaned when she felt her tits embraced. She put her own hands over her sister's to keep them there, tightly gripping.

With the pussy spread over her cheeks, Susan was able to reach every corner of it with her exploring tongue. She was a bit shy about reaching up the cunt sleeve, but she did it anyway. The concentrated flavor of cunt juice in that chamber was intoxicating.

With saliva and cunt juice running down her chin and smearing over her cheeks, she felt as though she were swimming. Her face was lubricated by that mixture as she bobbed her head.

Eating a cunt was proving to be an exciting experience. Susan was getting a profound satisfaction from this lesbian game. And the more she lapped, the wilder she got. Her head was bobbing and wiggling as she filled that gash with her twisting tongue.

Now as she looked up over Pat's stomach, she saw that her tongue was driving her into a fit of sexual rapture. Her chest was heaving and throaty sounds of pleasure was drifting from her open mouth.