Tim Peterson - Two wives want it

"Nnnnn, ooooh, mmmmm," Vanessa whined. "Gawd, is that ever good. Sensational. Your tongue is going so deep, you're rubbing my clit so good, I'm burning up! Oooohh, do it to me!"

Samantha rammed her tongue into the drooling fuck-hole time and again, each time gnashing the stiff clit with her lip and teeth. It was an all-out assault on the pent-up ecstasy of the woman's cunt. She was rabid for the gushes of cum that were sure to happen.

Samantha made it happen. She made Vanessa come on the end of her tongue and she plundered the woman's depths of all her gushing wetness.

The sensations were all Vanessa's, and they swept through her in wave upon wave of searing pleasure and fulfillment. Her body spasmed and bucked out of control, the carnal energy was so great, and with her mind gone dizzy with delight she had to wonder if she would ever have a sane thought again.

Vanessa's pussy was too juicy and delectable to abandon right away, so Samantha spent a few long moments languishing her tongue in the contented cunt of her lady-friend. She savored the last tremors of the woman's orgasm and slurped out the remaining cum-juice, and simply basked in the rich sexiness of Vanessa's privates.

"Hey lady," Vanessa crooned presently, "you're making me woozy."

Licking her lips, Samantha lifted from the gaping cunt. Ass on heels, up on straight arms, she gazed up at Vanessa's flushed face. "You're irresistible."

"A girl hears it can be good but that good? Never. But God, my pussy's beaming from one end to the other. My clit's purring."

"I loved eating, you," Samantha confided openly. "I want to do it again."

"It hardly seems fair, you doing everything," Vanessa said with bright eyes.

"Getting ideas?"

"A couple."

"I wouldn't want you doing anything out of guilt, just because I gave you a treat."

"How about lust?"

"Now you're talking."

Vanessa's hot eyes went over Samantha's big busted form and she licked her lips in anticipation. "I'm gonna do a real piece of work on you," she vowed. "You're gonna come right down to your toes, you hot bitch."

"I love it when you talk dirty. Let me kiss that slutty mouth." Samantha moved up over Vanessa on all fours and glued her mouth to the blonde's with unchained raunch. Vanessa lifted both hands to the brunette's hanging tits and squeezed into the pliant flesh. Vanessa's urges bubbled to the surface.

"Let me on top," the blonde vixen said. "See if I can't show you a thing or two."

Vanessa eased to one side and out of the way as Samantha took her place on the chaise lounge. Vanessa moved up astride of Samantha on all fours, but only briefly. Sliding both knees out behind her, she lowered her pelvis and turned onto Samantha's. Supported on strong, slender arms, she let the magnificence of her titties come to rest on her lady-friend's domed tits.

"A little kinky," the brown-haired woman observed. "But I like it."

Erotic sparks flitted through Vanessa from the contact of their tits and their pussy-mounds. Vanessa increased them by swaying from side to side and then in tantalizing circles, rubbing her incredibly smooth tits against Samantha's.

Grinning, Samantha arched her back and lifted her tits against Vanessa's. They were like a pair of kids, these two women, discovering for the first time the magical effect one body could have on another. If it was wrong for two females to be doing this together it was lost on them. It felt perfectly natural and wonderful, and that was all they needed to know.

Until that afternoon they had been faithful wives, caring mothers and virtuous women. At least on the surface. Underneath were the same qualities, but something more. Underneath, they were also sensualists. Females who loved to get naked and suck and fuck and all those good things.

Vanessa laughed with the delight of it. It was like being set free from a deep, dark prison. And Samantha laughed with her.

"Can you feel it?" Vanessa needed to know. "Are you like a whole new person?"

"Yes, love, yes!"

"I can't remember being this hot for another person."

"I'm hot too, lady! Real hot! Take me! Take me like I've never been had before!"

"Your titties are so sexy," Vanessa breathed. "Gotta suck them now! Gotta suck on your sexy tits!"

Samantha swept her hands up to the undersides of her swollen tit-mounds and bunched them up as Vanessa slid down to face level with them. The blonde feasted her hot eyes on the lotioned tits, briefly uncertain of where to start, or how.

A hungry, wicked urge prompted Vanessa to bare her teeth and make a grab at the nearest succulent nipple. She caught it about the baser between her teeth and, biting down, lifted her head. The stiff nipple lifted, then slipped from the sharp grasp. The hard friction sent a vivid jolt of excitement through Samantha's tit and body.

"Oh, you savage," Samantha breathed, playing her fingers into the mane of blonde hair. "I'll have to scream for help if you're not careful!"

"I'll make you cry for more, slut of my heart."

Vanessa took Samantha's other nipple into a similar toothy grip and lifted her head. Samantha gasped, then cooed, and Vanessa went at the original victim of her wicked ways.

When plucking at Samantha's nipples stopped being enough, Vanessa began biting into the surrounding flesh atop the brunette's tits. Some of the bites were harder than others, some softer. Sometimes she opened her mouth wide and scraped the smooth flesh with her teeth. Always she returned to the erect nipples, keeping them erect, and inflamed with the raw excitement of pleasure/pain.

"You're hurting me, you bitch," Samantha said in an unconvincing, pouty voice. Her hands pulled at Vanessa's hair, not hard enough to hurt.

Vanessa giggled wickedly and kept on doing what she was doing – but not for too much longer. Not wanting to get Samantha mad, she went to another approach.

Lips now. Soft and velvet and warm, and soothing. Their first loving caresses made Samantha smile sweetly and coo affectionately. She didn't notice the devilish look that remained in Vanessa's expression.

Vanessa sucked onto the peak of one of Samantha's tits, letting it force her mouth open as she took more and more of the meaty cone in. Lips stretched, mouth crammed with tit, suction holding, she lifted her head. The cone of tit-flesh stretched to its limit and snapped from Vanessa's mouth back into place. Before it could stop jiggling, Vanessa was sucking it into her mouth once more.

"Bitch!" Samantha grinned. "That's as bad as before." Vanessa's head lifted and Samantha felt her poor tit being drawn out from her body and she cried out from the harsh treatment. "Nnnn, try the other one," she said shamelessly.

Vanessa obliged, and continued mauling Samantha's tits in this way. She seemed to be taking a perverse pleasure in inflicting this pleasure/pain, but at no point did it threaten to get out of hand. Samantha whimpered with delight.

"I thought I was the bold one," Samantha murmured, "but here you are, teaching me how it is."

"You bring out the beast in me," Vanessa managed to say before stuffing herself with one of Samantha's mauled tits.

Samantha laughed. "I can see that. And it's getting to me. Making me hot. I'm starting to feel like I'm all one long cunt!"

"That's good, that's what I want. It's how you made me feel!"

"Then you know what I need."

"Say no more," Vanessa said to that. Digging in her hands, she pushed herself down on Samantha. Her knees went off the chaise and she knelt on the ground, the front of her body lying on the lower section of the chair, Samantha's long and shapely legs reaching out to either side of her. Already slightly bent at the knee, they lifted higher, and spread wider, and the brunette's cunt opened before Vanessa's eyes.