Ron Taylor - Back Door Wives

A finger eased into Tricia's cunt. She moaned to feel it entering her. "Don't you 'ever' fuck?" Kate asked, looking up with a leer in her green eyes. "You're as tight as a virgin! Mmmm, I bet Ken loves to ram his big hard dick into this sweet snug pussy! Men go wild over a tight fit and a wet pocket… " She worked her finger in and out, fucking without much subtlety while she continued to nibble and kiss the pointy tip of Tricia's clitoris. The walls throbbed around her inserted finger, milking it, bathing it in the sticky juices that were already swamping the snug tunnel. The bed rocked as Tricia began to writhe and twist in response. She squeezed more tightly at her tits. They were throbbing, too, the nipples hard and erect.

Kate licked upward, to Tricia's navel. "Oh, Jesus, there's nothing like eating pussy!" she grinned, wiping her lips with a finger and then sucking it clean. "Especially a juicy one like yours, Trish!"

Her finger punched in and out of the cunt, soaking itself in Tricia's pussy fluids. She smiled like a madonna with each thrust. Her tongue rimmed the interior of the small dented navel. It felt a lot like Ken's tongue had this morning, exploring his wife's reluctant asshole.

Kate took her finger out and waved it under Tricia's nose. The blonde woman could smell her cunt honey clinging to that finger. She liked to lick it off Ken's mouth after he'd sucked her snatch. Would Kate think she was a pervert if she took that finger into her mouth and sipped it now?

Christ! Kate was the fucking pervert! If she owned a dog, she'd probably be sucking it off, too! Tricia decided to loosen up. She stuck out her tongue, waving it at the finger. Kate smirked and eased it into Tricia's mouth.

"Does taste good, doesn't it?" she whispered, lying on her side and pressing herself against Tricia's flank.

Trish could feel the pointiness of Kate's nipples. "Touch me now," Kate suggested, taking Tricia's hands and planting them atop her conical, hard-fleshed tits.

They were impossibly firm. If Tricia hadn't showered with Kate, after gym, all through high school, she'd have sworn there was a silicone core inside the mounds, but as her fingers began to explore, she knew she was touching live, vibrant flesh.

"Lick them, too," Kate added, her fingers moving through Tricia's hair. Tricia pondered it for a moment, but only for a moment, then leaned down and frisked her tongue across the brown point of the nearest nipple. She licked it, her eyes enlarging with surprise. It tasted good!

It was also wiggly against her tongue, as she prodded and jabbed it around, and slightly pungent with sweat. She drew it into her mouth and sucked, feeling a contentment not at all like what she got, holding Ken's dick in her mouth, but a contentment that was very very nice to experience.

"Oh, that's nice," she heard Kate sigh, and the hands upon her head were comforting and stimulating at the same time. Tricia turned, pushing her larger tits against Kate's belly while she kept on slurping and nursing at the nipple she had captured.

Instinctively she moved, at last, to the other tit, and she gave it the same treatment. Kate held the tit with one hand, feeding it to Trish like a mother feeding a baby. Her other hand moved down, caught Tricia's wrist, brought the blonde's hand into Kate's crotch.

"Why don't you play with my pussy too?" she asked. "I bet you know how, Trish… " Tricia let her fingers slide up and down the curving bun of Kate's cunt. The labes were rubbery, dripping with pussydew. It got all over her fingers, warm and sticky juices whose funky fragrance she could already smell. Just like her own.

She kissed Kate firmly, passionately, at the same time slipping a finger into the green-eyed brunette's hot, ready snatch. Tricia couldn't suppress a gasp of pleasure as her fingers sank into Kate's twat.

Kate was gasping and sighing too, obviously delighted. She twisted and stretched, sliding her hot cunt up and down the length of Tricia's inserted finger.

Trish was doubly aroused. For one thing, it was such a thrill to know that her skinny little finger was bringing such undisguised excitement to Kate's cunt. And the pussy which surrounded her finger felt a lot like her own, though it wasn't as tight.

As she moved her finger in tempo to the swaying ripples of Kate's body she could almost feel it happening inside herself at the same time. Tricia squeezed her thighs together and she could tell that her own cunt was dribbling out juice. Her dark pussypatch was sopping wet, the fur matted with lovegoo. "Oh, God," she said in a low reverent voice.

Now it was Kate who was taking the lead again. She filled her fists with Tricia's asscheeks and manipulated them aggressively, humping her tits and belly against her friend's body. Her cunt was gobbling the finger inside it, and her teeth chattered in the telltale onset of a come.

"Yes, yes," Tricia heard her groan, "oh, let's do it!!!"

She got her thigh in between Tricia's and she worked it back and forth, rubbing a hot and vigorous stimulation into a pussy that was already pretty well stimulated, thank you. Tricia clenched her legs around Kate's thigh and pumped it back stroke for stroke.

Her finger was shoved all the way up Kate's pussy and she could feel the ripples starting to quiver down the tube. Excited beyond her own imagination, she fucked faster, harder, slamming her finger again and again into Kate's depths.

"Now you eat me," Kate purred, wiggling her cuntal muscles around Tricia's finger. "Oh, don't look so shocked! You knew as soon as I stuck my tongue in your cunt that you'd be doing it to me before we stopped. C'mon, Trish – if you wanna loosen up, this is the best way to begin…"

And the worst of it, thought Tricia, was that she found Kate's words convincing as hell. She looked into her friend's face and she felt the tug of horny, excited pussyflesh around her finger, and she found herself wondering how it would taste to slide her tongue into Kate's gash and lick up the juices that were bubbling from inside her girlfriend's womb.

"Okay," she said, easing her finger out, "but I don't want you to get the wrong ideas about me. I'm really not this kind of woman."

"You will be when I finish with you," Kate promised. "Now get your face into my crotch and eat my motherfucking pussy!!!"

Tricia rose to her knees, tense with excitement but more than a little hesitant, too. "Look at you," she told Kate. "You've got lipstick everywhere."

She turned and saw herself in one of the mirrors. She was lipstick-spotted as well. Holding her tits in cupping hands, she looked at the bold red smears that surrounded her stiffened nipples.

"You know where I want lipstick prints of yours," Kate smirked, stretching out and spreading her thighs. The mouth of her cunt winked open, glistening wet and horny. "Get on me," she added. "I know you've 69ed with Ken. The only thing different is that you're not gonna get a cock in your mouth this time."

It was much too late to be thinking about it. Tricia climbed atop her friend and settled down, just as she would have done if it were Ken beneath her.

From below, Kate began to stroke Tricia's asscheeks, her mouth already moving back into the dark-furred pussypatch. She kissed the gash, then licked it wetly, sandpaperishly, up and down, her hands plying Tricia's buttflesh.

"Well?" she called. "What are you waiting for?"

Tricia leaned forward, into the cunty-smelling crotch. Kate's pussy had a strong scent when it was aroused, a musky, slightly fishy flavor, and Tricia's lips were almost numb as she drew closer and closer.

She pressed her mouth against the pussy, wetting her lips in the juices that leaked from Kate's hole. Her hands came in, and she pushed delicately at the labes, opening them to show off the slippery-looking, scarlet-fleshed interior.