Roger Hurtwell - Her Driving Desires

Janet came again, then relaxed. She panted out, «I never had that done before. It was great! Where'd you learn that?»

«Just something that came to me,» Velvet admitted. «Whenever I climax, my toes always curl up. I figured it might work the other way. If I got your toes to curl up by stimulating them, maybe you'd come. It worked.»

«I'll say it did!»

Velvet felt the other woman's mouth moving on her toes. The sucking produced the same result in her. She felt the tensing in her belly, the quivering, electrical shocks from her cunt lips and then the roaring sensations racing all the way up her legs, through her ass and pussy, up her spine and ending in her brain.

Fireworks went off. She gasped and sobbed, crying openly, feeling the salty tears leaving tracks down her cheeks. Rolling over and over on the bed caused their pussies to slip and slide across one another. This added to their arousal.

The coppery strands of Janet's bush tickled and teased at Velvet's tiny clit. This was enough to make her come again. It seemed to the woman that everything was getting her off.

She tried to cool down a little and figure out why. It might have been the sheer perverted kinkiness of making love to another woman. It turned out to be more fun than she had guessed, even in her wildest, least inhibited fantasies. Janet was a perfect partner, always seeming to understand what she needed – and when – and giving it to her.

And she understood Janet's sexual needs. They were both women and both knew intimately what turned a woman on. They had themselves to use as a guide to getting each other hot.

Velvet started humping herself, feeling the slippery cunt oils leaking from both their pussies mingle and grease her crotch. The way her cunt lips parted and erotically kissed the other woman's sex lips was dirty, perverted, and so lewd she could hardly stand it.

She came again.

«I need more,» she gasped as soon as she was able. Fire leaked into her lungs with every breath. She had seldom been this turned on by any man. She clung fiercely to Janet's slender calf and kept the foot close in between her tits.

When Janet began diddling her nipples again with her toes, Velvet let loose all the pent-up emotions she had locked inside her and had one of the most intense comes of her life.

Everything blotted itself out for her. The woman's entire body tensed and she shook as if she had been caught in a paint mixer. She didn't even remember letting go of Janet's foot, but when that foot reappeared at her pussy, the big toe dipping into her cunt hole, she knew this was even better.

Janet fucked her with her big toe until Velvet thought she would lose her mind from the intense sensations ripping through her. It was a different sort of orgasm she got from this woman. Not like that from a man's cock in her cunt at all.

She tried to compare them and finally gave up. Her mind was too confused with sex, too jumbled and chaotic for clear thought. She got a different type of orgasm from Janet. But it was only different, not better. She loved both and the different feelings they sent churning through her entire body.

A man's cock in her cunt fucking her was sheer heaven. There wasn't anything to compare with it. Not this, not anything. And having the soft, feminine attentions Janet gave her convinced Velvet she had been missing a lot in her fucking.

This was good, too, damned good.

«No more, please, no more,» she panted, sweat dripping from her naked body and being absorbed by the bedspread.

«I've about had it, too,» admitted Janet. «I hadn't intended for anything like this to happen, but it did.»

«It did and I'm not sorry,» said Velvet, looking at the woman. «I've never done anything like this before. But it's great!»

Both turned, startled, when the door opened. Ben stood there, a key in his hand. The expression on his face was unreadable. For a long ten seconds, no one said anything.

«I know what it is. She got to you, too. Just like she did to the other women.»

Shocked Velvet turned and looked at a guilty Janet. Then she understood.

Velvet made an attempt to cover her wanton nakedness and then decided not to bother. Ben had seen her naked. And it was obvious what she and Janet had been doing. The expression on Ben's face told her just about everything she needed to know.

«You mean that's what was breaking up your marriage?» asked Velvet, shocked. «It was your wife playing around on you?»

«Not only that,» the man said glumly, «she was fooling around with other women. If she'd been getting a little on the side from some other man – or men – I'd've had some idea how to fight back. But she was sneaking out and screwing around with women. She'd a goddamn lezzie, and now she's got to you, too!»

«Now wait just a goddamn minute!» flared Velvet. «That's not the way it is at all. I'm not a lesbian. This was the first time I'd ever . . .»

«So much the worse,» cut in Ben. «She's actually perverting you, ruining you for ordinary sex.»

«I never found sex ordinary,"' said Janet quietly. Both Velvet and Ben turned to look at her. She was sitting with a tiny smile on her face. Velvet saw the woman was uneasy, distraught, but she wasn't letting it totally blind her to what was happening in the room.

«Then why'd you go running off to another woman's bed, for Christ's sake?» demanded Ben. «I couldn't handle that. Another man, well, I could have done something. But a woman? I couldn't compete with a goddamn other woman.»

«There was nothing wrong with you, Ben. I love you dearly,» said Janet, «but I can't put it into words what I get with another woman. A tenderness maybe, something I can't describe to you. Maybe you felt it, Velvet!»

«I did,» the dark-haired woman said slowly. «But Ben, it's you who's being unreasonable. Do you think sex is dirty?»

«Huh? Of course not.»

«Then why do you think sex between two women is so perverted? Hell, I enjoyed it. It's fun!»

«But . . .»

«But he wasn't included. He feels left out,» said Janet. «I've thought and thought about this and that's about all I can come up with.»

«So why not invite him to join in? A threesome? Or have him just watch. You go to porno movies, don't you, Ben?»

«Sure, Velvet, but what's that got to do with . . .»

«If you see nothing wrong watching people get it on at a movie, why are you kicking about watching live action stuff in your own bedroom? You can even participate if you get hot and horny enough.» Velvet sat back and cupped her tits in her hands. She began massaging and squeezing them until the hard points of her nipples sprang out between her fingers.

Ben watched and swallowed hard. It was obvious he was getting turned on by the sight of Velvet playing with her ample tits.

«She never asked,» he said lamely.

«And because you didn't have the balls to ask her, you almost broke up your marriage. What a crock of shit. I'm surprised at both of you,» exclaimed Velvet. «You're supposed to be able to talk these things out. More! You're supposed to be able to work them out.»

For a long time they simply stared at one another. Then Velvet saw that her self-fondling was having the effect on Ben she'd figured it would. He was getting nervous and the bulge at the man's crotch was growing. She guessed his cock was trying to turn cartwheels inside there now, lurching and tumbling around, wanting to bury itself in her lewdly exposed cunt.

She spread her legs a bit farther apart to give the man the invitation. He wasn't stupid. He had to take her up on the offer. Velvet was going to show these two that their jealousies were all due to lack of communication. And she'd be their translator!