Kim was tugging the bedspread smooth when she heard her name being called from the kitchen. "Be right then, Jenny," she called back, giving the pillow on the king-sized bed a last pat. For just a moment she paused, and eyed the big bed distastefully. Such a waste to have a bed like that when she was married to Walter.
"Hi!" Jenny said cheerily. She had a cup of steaming coffee in her hand. As always, Jenny's friendly, freckled face and her flaming, shoulder length red hair lit up her surroundings. "Contemplating the scene of the battle?"
Kim shook her head and pressed her lips together grimly. "I was just thinking," she said softly, "how hypocritical it is to have a bed like that."
"Oh?" Jenny arched her eyebrows and sipped the coffee.
"I mean, well, look," Kim began awkwardly. "Oh, never mind. Why should I bore you with my troubles?"
"Shoot, what are friends for?" Jenny asked.
Kim didn't answer and eased past the other woman and into the kitchen. There was a funny sort of a shock when her bare skin brushed Jenny's arm. Kim felt her tits stiffen.
"I like your outfit," Jenny noted wryly. "Very tasteful. Not overdone at all."
Kim glanced down, then poured herself a cup of coffee. "I'm glad somebody notices when I'm naked," she said bitterly. She turned and leaned back against the counter. The chill edge dug into her naked ass. The bright, sunny, spotless kitchen gleamed – testimony to her excess nervous energy that morning.
"What's the matter, Poopsie? Walter go blind?" Jenny asked. "Or are you going nudist on us?"
"No to both questions, actually. Though Walter might as well be blind."
"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy," Jenny chortled in a gloating tone. "This sounds really juicy." She pulled out a chair and sat down.
Kim battled with herself for a moment. She had been closer to Jenny, her next-door neighbor for the last five years, than to anybody else in the world. But for those same five years, Kim had carefully kept up the pretension of having a very passionate marriage. And, despite Jenny's bantering, teasing tone, Kim knew that she wasn't likely to find a more sympathetic listener.
"Well, is the truth finally going to come out?" Jenny prodded.
"Huh?"
"You think I didn't know about you and Walter?"
"Know about me and Walter?"
"Yeah. Passionless, sexless. No fuckee."
Stunned, Kim sat down so hard she felt her tits jiggle.
Jenny laughed. "Come on, Kim. No one, but no one, has the kind of sex life you've been claiming to have. So, it was either an exaggeration, or a whopping tall story. Obviously it's the latter. Right?"
Kim slumped miserably and caved in. "Right."
"Well! Welcome to the ranks of the realistically married," Jenny responded with her usual unabashed good humor.
"It's more than that," Kim said dourly.
"Oh?"
"Walter hasn't made love to me, hasn't even looked at me, in so long I've lost track."
"Has to leave too early in the morning to grab a quickie," Jenny noted. "Gets back too late at night, too tired to get it up. And on weekends there's always something with someone important from the office. Right?"
Kim frowned suspiciously. "How did you know?"
Jenny raised her coffee cup in a silent toast. "I'm married to one, too."
"You and George?" Kim was astonished. Jenny hadn't ever bragged about her sex life, but had never hinted that anything was wrong, either.
"Me and George," Jenny admitted candidly. Kim studied her lushly built neighbor. "Me I can see," Kim noted. "But I can't conceive of a man in the world that could ignore you."
"Place me next to an attractive stock option and see which one George goes for," Jenny retorted. "He hasn't plugged my hole in what seems like a century."
"You're kidding!"
"Don't I wish I were," Jenny sighed.
"Doesn't George get horny?"
"Does Walter?"
"Touche," Kim responded. Then she thought for a moment. "Don't you get horny?"
"I used to," Jenny admitted. "But then I got the horny housewife's handy helper."
"Huh? What?"
Jenny got up and set her empty coffee cup in the sink. "Come over and see."
"Wait'll I get something on," Kim answered, curious.
"Why bother?"
Kim stopped in the kitchen doorway. "Some body might see."
Jenny had a wicked gleam in her green eyes. "Isn't that half the fun?" she asked in a bubbly voice. "I remember when I was a kid in Akron. When my folks went out, the first thing I'd do was get naked, and run around the house, upstairs and down. I'd leave all the lights on and all the shades and curtains open. God, I used to get turned on doing that. Sometimes I'd even go out in the back yard, and lie in the hammock or on the grass and feel the night breeze all over me."
Kim felt her lust rising at the thought. She had a sudden, mad, crazy urge, and headed for the back door. She was intensely aware of being naked.
"Wait a second! Give me a chance," Jenny protested, stripping hurriedly.
"Ready?" Kim asked, her insides knotting with excitement, her pussy dripping lust. "We run?"
Jenny giggled tensely. "Hell, no! Let's walk!"
Kim opened the door, and felt the sun burn her naked tits. The warm summer breeze touched her intimately, stroked her aroused nipples, brushed her pussy hair. Her arm touched Jenny's soft, warm pink-capped breast and an electric current flowed between them.
"Shall we go?" Kim asked.
"After you," Jenny said nervously.
"Together," Kim said, taking Jenny's arm and pressing it to her breast.
The sun was hard and bright, and seemed to leer down at Kim. Her horniness sizzled and steamed as she walked arm-in-arm with her naked neighbor. Jenny's boobs were pale, with big pink caps and passion-pointed nipples.
Kim's insides began uttering as they strolled across the cool green grass toward Jenny's house. Somewhere a lawn was being mowed. She felt as if there must be a million eyes on them. They could be seen from a thousand windows. Kim kept fighting the urge to run. She felt sweat trickling down her naked body.
Once inside, arms still around each other, until Kim felt a sudden change in her feelings, felt her horniness rising. She became aware of Jenny's hot softness against her. Suddenly a jolt of fear ripped through her. She pushed back from Jenny, shoved her away.
"I'm… I'm sorry," she blurted out, turning away with embarrassment.
"For what?" Jenny asked. Then she went on as if nothing had happened. "Come on in the bedroom and I'll show you what modem labor-saving device the inventors have come up with."
Kim felt a twinge of reserve at the mention of going to the bedroom, and scolded herself out of it. Anyway, her horniness wouldn't let her hang back.
The master bedroom looked out on a sidewalk and a side road. The sun flooded in the windows, glared at the bed. Anyone passing on the street could see in, though probably couldn't see the bed.
"Should I draw the curtains?" Jenny asked.
"Hello no," Kim answered with reckless abandon, not sure she really meant it.
"This is the little pleaser," Jenny announced, pulling a cock-shaped plastic vibrator out of her bedside table.
"Oh." Kim felt a little disappointed and a wave of curiosity.
Uninhibitedly, almost casually, Jenny flopped down on the bed. Spreading her naked legs, she twisted the base of the tool. It buzzed to life. Right in front of Kim's astonished eyes, Jenny slid the humming tool up into her cunt. Kim felt a roaring wave of lust at the sight of the ivory cylinder vanishing into Jenny's red-bushed snatch. Lying on her back, her lush breasts squashing outwards from their own weight, Jenny speared herself with the whirring tool.
"Really does something to you," Jenny commented hoarsely.
Kim's legs weakened and she sank slowly down on the bed. She had the feeling she shouldn't be there, that this was something private. But her own curiosity and soaring horniness held her gaze riveted on Jenny's full-lipped twat and the buzzing cock.
"For variety, you slide it up to your clit. Unnnggghh," Jenny moaned.
Kim remembered masturbating while she knew she was being watched, and knew suddenly that half or Jenny's pleasure came from having an audience. Kim wanted to try it herself, while Jenny watched. Kim's fingers clenched with hunger as she studied the shaft sliding in and out of Jenny's oozing gash.
Still pistoning the shuddering prick in and out of her cunt, Jenny began rolling her head from side to side. Every once in a while she would guide the shining tip up from her tunnel to her clit. When the buzzing point hit her pleasure-berry she would lurch as if she had gotten an electric shock.
"My tits," Jenny moaned.
"What about them?" Kim asked.
"Pinch them," Jenny moaned. "Please, pinch my tits. Or better yet, kiss them. Suck my tits. Bite my tits."
At first, Kim was revolted by the suggestion. Then her curiosity got the better of her. She rationalized that she had, after all, been breast-fed as a child. What would Jenny's great, soft warm jugs feel like, taste like?
Leaning forward, Kim reached out and brushed one pink tit. The nubbin stiffened, protruded, begged to be fingered, or tasted. It was rubbery and exciting. The mound supporting it was full and soft, a warm pillow urging Kim to rest her cheek against it. Kim pinched the bud harder, lifted and pulled it, remembered how her own cunt steamed when her nipples were treated that way.
And still the whirring vibrator slithered in and out of Jenny's red-muffed pussy. Shining with her juices, the ivory torpedo was whipping her folds to a cream. Jenny's legs were spread like a frog's as she jacked the dildo in and out of her streaming tunnel, then up and over and around the protruding bud of her clit.
Kim tore her eyes off the sight, and focused instead on Jenny's lush jugs. Kim licked her lips and swallowed. Her mouth was watering in anticipation of suckling again. Curling her fingers around one of Jenny's boobs, squeezing the mound to make the teat stand up even higher, Kim lowered her mouth to the hot, jutting berry.
Her lips closed on it, and Jenny moaned and heaved her chest up, tried to smother Kim with the soft mass of her mammary. Kim sucked, drew in a mouthful of warm tit. She swirled her tongue around the hard nipple. She sucked, dug her teeth into the tender flesh, and heard Jenny moan with ecstasy.
Something was driving her to give Jenny the greatest pleasure she could. Kim reached over and fondled the second breast while suckling hungrily on the first. She bit one nubbin, and pinched the other between her finger and thumb, rolled and twisted it as Jenny wailed and the vibrator hummed. Kim had a searing urge to climb on top of her red-haired neighbor. Squirming, Kim yielded to the blazing drive, snuggled the full length of her lithe, graceful body against Jenny's softer, more lush curves. And still the vibrator rumbled its lusty message in the fountaining heart of Jenny's twat and Kim kept sucking and slurping on the hot, hard titty. Kim's pussy was raving with hunger. Without even thinking about it, she rammed her hairy snatch against Jenny's thigh. Jenny cooperated, jammed her leg up between Kim's. Kim's hips rolled and hunched as she scrubbed her pussy against Jenny's leg, ground her clitoris against Jenny's thigh bone, until there was a searing flame in Kim's gut.
Jenny was mumbling something about cumming, but Kim was too busy trying to reach her own to pay any attention. As a result, when Jenny bucked her off, tumbled Kim to her back, Kim was furious at the sudden betrayal. Then someone hooked her to an electric current, and everything vanished in a haze of blue-white sparks. She realized gradually that she wasn't dying. The vibrator flickered around her clit. Kim spread her legs until the tendons on the insides of her thighs were stretched and stinging. The vibrator circled her clit again, whipped the little nubbin to madness, drew a flooding fountain of goo from her cunt. Then the vibrator was sliding up into her, like a torpedo burrowing into the bowels of a ship. Kim wailed. Jenny's warm, lush body was beside her, half on her, and it was the most natural thing in the world to seek the red-head's mouth, to mingle tongues and lips and teeth in a passionate, devouring kiss.
Kim was oblivious to everything but her lust as she was raped by the vibrator, seduced by the sweet scented softness of Jenny's voluptuous curves. Breasts squashed against breasts, nipples dug into nipples as Jenny swarmed over Kim's lithe frame. Their legs twisted and twined in a tangle. The vibrator pumped in and out, in and out. Every whirring stroke released still more juices from Kim's already sodden cunt. She clutched desperately at Jenny, twisted her legs around Jenny's, and humped and fucked herself on the still-pistoning electric dick. Soon she was cumming. The searing fireball left her gasping for air.
Kim roused slowly, with a feeling of horror and fear and amazement. Then she sought oblivion by snuggling against her feminine lover. Sweaty breasts mashed against sweaty breasts, streaming pussies ground against cum-slick thighs.
"Oh, my God," Kim moaned at last.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Jenny purred contentedly.
Kim's mind went back to high school and the hideous tales of what the gym teacher did to girls she managed to snare in her perverted web. Now, instead of sickness and disgust, all Kim felt was wonder. Why had she been denying herself so long? She couldn't say she felt lust or desire for Jenny. But she couldn't deny the pleasure she had so unexpectedly stumbled on, either.
Kim realized that she had known it was going to happen the moment she had accepted Jenny's invitation to come over. Kim gazed thoughtfully up at the sun-bright ceiling and writhed sensuously against her neighbor.
"Wow," Jenny sighed at last. "It's never been like that before."
"Have you… ever done anything like it before?" Kim asked hesitantly.
"No."
"Neither have I."
"I don't regret it."
"Me neither," Kim said.
"How about a shower?"
"Together?" Kim asked, her pussy sizzling at the thought. Before she had married she had had several affairs, and more than once shared a shower with a man.
"Of course!"
Kim felt more relaxed than she had in years when she stood and stretched, naked and unashamed, in front of the window. She noticed idly that the jump rope game had broken up. The girls had vanished. A delivery truck drove by, paused before rounding the corner. The driver looked at the house, and gaped when he saw her standing there naked, facing him. She waved at him, then laughed when he stalled the engine of his truck. With a wiggle of her tail she turned and followed Jenny to the bathroom. At least one man in the world had noticed her.
And at least one woman wanted her. Under the cool waterfall from the showerhead, they stroked and fondled each other with soapy hands. Kim loved lifting Jenny's hash, heavy breasts and letting them slide over her hands. She pressed her thumbs down on the pink buds so she could feel them squirm under the pressure. Then Jenny pinched Kim's tits hard, and Kim moaned as flames lashed her loins.
Slowly, challengingly, Kim stroked a soapy hand down Jenny's body, down toward her sodden red curls. Jenny responded by thrusting her pussy forward and spreading her legs.
Tenderly, excitingly, Kim lathered Jenny's muff, pressed the wiry, soapy-soft curls and flesh. Kim let her fingers curl under Jenny's pussy, between her thighs, felt the way her sex yielded. Jenny's green eyes glazed with lust as her cunt was expertly massaged.
Then Kim slipped a finger into Jenny's slit, and found the other woman's cunt hole. Her eyes on Jenny's, Kim slipped her finger slowly into the hot, embracing channel. She probed, deeper and deeper into Jenny's shaft. Kim eased her hand between Jenny's thighs as she reached for the bottom of her cave.
Jenny's hand cupped Kim's pussy, and Kim inadvertently curled the finger she had in Jenny's nest. Jenny moaned, and Kim wiggled her finger in Jenny's slippery shaft. Kim felt a finger slide slowly into her own cunny, and moaned, and let her feet slide apart on the slippery tiles. Rivers of water from the shower were curling around her breasts.
It was a lust duel as they stood there in the shower, fingers sunk in each other. It was a question of which of them would collapse first. Kim slipped her thumb along Jenny's slit, found her clit, and diddled it delicately. Jenny gave a gargling moan and sagged back against the shower wall. She slipped a second finger into Kim's cunt. The two fingers fucked the walls of the tunnel into convulsions. Kim's legs threatened to give way under her as she leaned forward against Jenny and felt the other woman's hot, water and soap-slick skin against hers.
"Let's go to the bed again," Kim moaned, knowing they were heading inexorably for the last, ultimate act.
"Hurry," Jenny urged. They rinsed and toweled dry with frantic haste.
Still damp, they tumbled onto the bed. Deliberately, Kim resisted the urge to dive for the heart of Jenny's auburn snatch. Instead, she ground her pussy against Jenny's thigh as she felt Jenny's twat grating against hers.
Finally, when it got to be too much for her, Kim yielded, lowered her head to Jenny's breasts. Tenderly at first, she suckled on one pink nipple, then the other. At the same time, Kim turned and squirmed on the bed, dangled one of her own breasts over Jenny's mouth. Jenny's lips closed on Kim's tit, and Kim thought she was going to die as flames roared through her. She felt Jenny's tongue rasp against her titty, and dug her teeth into Jenny's breast and pinched the rubbery nipple against the roof of her mouth. Tearing her aching breast from Jenny's sucking maw, Kim presented her other one, and groaned as that nipple, too, was battered into rigidity.
Slowly, driving herself mad with the anticipation, Kim eased her way down Jenny's trim torso to the red thicket of her twat. Kim licked her way toward the red forest, painted a wet stripe down Jenny's heaving belly. Kim tasted sweat and soap as she explored the other woman's navel. She felt her own belly button being probed by a hot worm of woman tongue.
The scent of Jenny's pussy swirled around Kim's head. She felt her lust and hunger rising from the rich aroma. She took a mouthful of Jenny's, wiry bush, used her lips to pull the curls straight, felt the soft labes drag outwards from the tugging.
After a momentary pause to pick a pubic hair off her tongue, Kim obeyed the urging of her guts and at last lowered her mouth to the warm, humid, fragrant nest between Jenny's thighs. She felt Jenny's hot breath on her pussy as she slipped her tongue shyly between the soft, hairy labes, got her first taste of woman juice. She found it delicious, and eagerly probed deeper, stroked her tongue along the distended petals of Jenny's inner twat.
Her tongue found the hole, and slowly burrowed into Jenny's vagina. Cupping her hands under Jenny's butt, Kim lifted the woman's hips. Her lips sucked on Jenny's twat as her tongue bored into the streaming channel. Kim ground her jaw against Jenny's pubic arch as she felt her clit being pulverized into a searing haze by Jenny's jaw.
Jenny struck pay dirt, fastened on Kim's clit. Kim rammed her hips down on Jenny's face as the eager red-head sucked and tongued the mini-penis, pinched it with her teeth.
Kim responded in kind – sought Jenny's protruding nubbin under its monk-like hood. Her lips closed around the nerve-bundle. She sucked, dragged it out as far as it would go. Then she flicked her tongue across the bud, and felt Jenny's thighs clamp around her head. Burying her nose in Jenny's streaming twat, Kim drew on the other woman's clit as if it was a breast that would, yield milk.
Kim's innards were being creamed by the Sapphic lust raging through her. The mouth that was tormenting her clit showed no sign of tiring, no sign of giving up the battle. The pleasure roared higher and higher and higher, until the world was awash in the smell of woman cum. Kim abandoned herself to the cataclysmic cuming and did her damnedest to create in Jenny the same towering eruption of pleasure. Jenny's thighs opened and closed on Kim's ears like clapping hands as Kim raped Jenny's slit over and over and over again, stroked her tongue from clit to cunt time after time after time. Kim tormented the clit, then scooped up the thick cum from the channel below.
Finally, as carnal convulsions knotted her whole body, and her cumming raged to an unbelievable peak, she stuffed her face into Jenny's pussy as hard as she could. Jenny bucked and heaved. Still hunching head to crotch, they rolled to their sides. The jerking heaves wrenched at them until they were drained and exhausted.
With a soft groan, Kim let go of Jenny's ass and rolled to her back and pillowed her head on Jenny's thigh. Her cheeks were sticky with a lovely mix of spit and cum. She sucked a deep, sex-scented lungful of air in through her slimy nose.
After catching her breath, she rolled her head on Jenny's leg, and stared at the sodden wreck of Jenny's cunt. The inner labes were still swollen and protruded from the hairy slit. The rich red muff was kinky and stringy with spit and cream. Kim felt her own twat getting crusty from the slowly drying juices.
"That," Jenny panted softly, "is the kind of thing that could put the vibrator makers out of business."
"And men, too?" Kim asked, knowing what her own answer to the question was.
"Uh uh," Jenny sighed. "Never!"
"This is fun. But only once in a while."
"Yeah. It'll never replace a good old-fashioned cock up the cunt."
Which reminded Kim of how long it had been since she had had a cock in her cunt. "Damn," she said miserably.
"Walter?" Jenny asked.
"Walter," Kim agreed.
"And George," Jenny added.
"Have you… have you ever been unfaithful to George?"
Kim felt Jenny's head shake on the inside of her thigh. "Only with my ever-ready special."
"Maybe I should get a vibrator," Kim mused.
"It's really a poor imitation," Jenny grunted.
"Like what we just did. It's okay once in a while, for variety. But there are times when only the real thing will do."
"Yeah. I love Walter."
"And I love George."
"What are we going to do?" Kim asked.
"I know what I'd like to do right now," Jenny answered.
"What?"
"Have a nice refreshing swim, and a nice cold vodka and something."
Kim noticed suddenly how dry her mouth was, and bow sticky and sweaty she had gotten. "Let's go to the club. My treat."
"Okay. I'll buy lunch next week."
"It's a deal."