Simon Jillson - Driven To Depravity

Judy shook her head in futile denial. She had been stripped of her blouse and was naked to the waist. She wanted to break and run, but something held her rooted to the spot in the lush bedroom.

"Let's compare breasts, shall we?" Mrs. Shein asked, undoing her halter, then tossing the garment aside. Then she ran her hands up, cupped her large, lush breasts and ran her thumbs over her nipples.

"OOOOoooohhhh, that's so much better. We're both very fortunate – not needing to wear bras."

Judy's eyes were glued to the tall woman's breasts. They were magnificent glands, full and round and heavy, with no sag. There was a vague line of tan cutting barely above the nipples, although below the line they were nearly as tan as above. The nipples were large sturdy buds, dimpled at the tips, and surrounded by large areolae. Judy had the insane urge to touch those heavy, warm masses, to measure their firmness and weight. She lifted her hands hesitantly.

"Yes, touch them," Mrs. Shein urged. "Lift them and feel them. Feel how soft they are, and warm and heavy. Feel them."

Judy's mind was buzzing from the wine. She touched the handsome woman's full, lush breasts with gentle fingers and an electric thrill passed up her arms from her fingertips. Nothing in the world could feel so soft and warm and inviting. Judy wanted to bury her face in the deep, scented valley between them. She managed to restrain herself, and continued just cupping and lifting the two marvelously heavy, exciting globes. Then she ran her thumbs over the rubbery nipples, the way Mark loved to do with hers.

"MMMmmmm," Paula Shein purred. Then she reached out to Judy's hips and skillfully unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt. A gentle push sent it down to tangle on the floor.

Judy fastened her attention completely on the breasts she was exploring with her hands. She was aware of her skirt dropping away, that she was left in only her panties. Judy was afraid she would go mad if she thought of anything other than the soft, graceful beauty of Paula Shein's tits. She thought neither of what was happening to her, nor of what was going to happen to her. All that mattered was the soft, warm exciting globes of flesh in her hands.

Paula Shein unfastened her own long skirt and it dropped away. She wasn't wearing panties. Her hips were faintly striped by a minuscule bikini bottom. Her bush was dark brown, thick and curling, and mysterious, nestled between strong, graceful, tanned thighs.

Kneeling briefly, Paula rolled Judy's panties down her slim, strong legs and off. Then, as she stood up, she stroked her hands the length of Judy's nude body, up the backs of her legs, over her buttocks, and up her back.

That simple, straightforward caress melted the remnant of resistance that was left in Judy. The wine and her own passionate nature had her seething with sexual need. She was a willing, eager toy in Paula's hands now.

Paula was ready to make full use of the shapely woman standing nude before her. This was the most exciting encounter she had had in a long time. The lithe, slim, athletic body of Judy Penncroft was the most exciting she had ever seen. She held Judy's eyes now, and saw the surrender in them. Gently, but firmly, she drew Judy toward her, and licked her lips in anticipation.

Willingly, Judy tilted her head for the kiss she knew was coming, and closed her eyes submissively. Paula's lips were warm and moist and thrilling, working softly, easing Judy's lips open to admit a probing tongue. Warm soft breasts pressed against Judy's chest and then there was a warm, feminine body against hers. Judy could smell the exciting expensive perfume Paula Shein wore. Judy touched Paula with her hands, slid them around her, then Judy was pressing Paula as tightly against herself as Paula was pressing her.

Judy was whirled away on a tidal wave of unexpected, lesbian pleasure.

The experience of being nude in the arms of another woman who was also nude, meanwhile indulging in a devouring sexual kiss, was unlike anything Judy had ever experienced. The skin against her own soft silky skin was just as soft and silken, with none of the harsh scratchiness of a man's skin. The muscles embracing her were soft and feminine and tender, not hard and demanding like a man's. There were breasts against her breasts – soft yielding pillows instead of hard pectoral muscles Judy whimpered deep in her throat as she and Paula Shein tumbled sideways onto the bed. She let Paula roll them over in a thrilling tangle of sleek, shaved, feminine limbs. With legs interlocked, Judy was pressing her warm, juicy pussy against Paula's smooth thigh, and felt Paula's scratchy pubic hair scrubbing her own thigh.

Freeing one hand, Judy slid it between them, squeezed it between the clashing cushions of her breasts and Paula's to fondle the other woman's soft mammary glands. At the same time, Judy slid her other hand down the sleek, smooth graceful curve of Paula's back and cupped one of the woman's lush, yielding buttocks, then hauled Paula's pelvis tight against her own.

The two women formed an erotic tangle of smooth, female bodies on the huge bed. Judy's slender, smaller frame pressed and twined tightly with Paula's larger, more womanly body.

Paula broke the kiss at last, flicking her tongue out to lap at Judy's cheek, the side of her throat, her delicate, sensitive ear. With a soft, excited sigh, Judy rolled onto her back, maintaining contact with Paula with one hand, brushing Paula's full, swaying breasts, first one and then the other.

Paula licked delicately at the side of Judy's throat, and Judy turned her head to give the bigger woman better access to her. Judy's face was a mask of pure lust as she submitted to the other woman's caresses.

Tongue working delicately, Paula eased her way downward, lapping now on Judy's upper chest, tracing long wet strokes with her tongue. The clean scent of soap still clung to Judy's skin, inflaming Paula's desire even further. The delicate, shy touch of Judy's fingers on her breasts sent delicious, electrical jolts through Paula.

Brushing a lock of her own hair aside, Paula touched her tongue to one of Judy's nipples, flicking her rubbery nubbin excitingly.

Judy sucked in her breath as the jolt of that oral caress blazed through her. Her hand cupped and lifted one of Paula's full breasts, feeling the hard nipple press into her hand. Judy's hips were beginning to roll and twist impatiently.

Her soft hair brushing Judy's heaving chest, Paula shifted her mouth to Judy's other breast, sucking on the turgid, begging nipple, scraping it with her tongue. Then she pulled away and looked down on Judy tenderly.

"Please," Judy pleaded softly, looking into Paula Shein's face longingly. "Please, don't stop."

"You'll reciprocate?" Paula asked softly, not wanting a passive partner in their interlude.

"Yes," Judy choked out. "Yes, anything, only please, don't stop now."

Paula Shein turned and her head swept down toward Judy's crotch. Judy let her thighs spread, invited the probing she knew was coming, committing herself to orally exploring the other woman's dripping pussy.

Paula lifted one leg over Judy's head as she pressed her face into the thick, black bush between Judy's trim, sleek thighs. Paula was smothered in the exciting smell of the other woman's pussy. She pressed her tongue into the metallic-salty flesh between the labia, probing deep into the honey hole of Judy's dripping vagina. While Paula chewed ecstatically on Judy's dripping folds of flesh she lowered her own crotch onto Judy's face.

Judy was blazing with lust, wave after fiery wave of overpowering sexual pleasure. Her hips were jerking and twisting as she thrilled to having her pussy devoured. She had always loved oral sex. She saw Paula's thickly bushed crotch descending on her face, and closed her eyes and wetted her lips nervously. Her nose was pressing into thick wiry curls and she was smothering in the thick musky scent of feminine secretions. Hesitantly at first, then with a driving, raunchy need, Judy drilled her tongue into Paula Shein's oozing, dripping pussy, probing as deeply as she could into her slimy vagina, working her jaw against the pulpy folds of flesh. Paula's hips began to twist and heave, mashing Judy's head back into the mattress. Judy fought back by trying to bore more deeply into the smothering pussy engulfing her face. As she increased Paula's searing lust, Judy was rewarded by increased efforts on Paula's part. Paula's mouth was sliding, seeking.