There might have been a handful of cunt-suckers as talented as Valerie Parker in the world, but there certainly weren't very many – and none any better.
Jayne felt as if her guts were being sucked out – as if her brain and her bones and her blood had all turned into cunt juice and were pouring out of her twat into Valerie's greedy mouth – as if her spirit, her mind, her very soul were being milked from her smoking pussy.
Valerie's mouth was open wide, clamped over her crotch, sucking steadily. Hip tongue was tracing along the cunt lips and caressing the clit and dipping up the hole. She had started to push two fingers slowly in and out of Jayne's cunt, finger-fucking her as she sucked her. Her other hand had moved under the girl's bottom and she was working her finger up her whole. The thrill was driving Jayne mad. She thrashed about wildly on the desk, totally abandoned to her lust.
"I'm coming!" she wailed.
Valerie gulped her hot cunt juice up joyfully.
Jayne trembled. She stared down at the woman's head between her legs, amazed that such a thing had happened. Valerie smiled happily up at her.
And started sucking her cunt again.
Jayne could have stopped her, now.
Having just gotten her rocks off, she was not a helpless pawn of her passion. She could have prevented it.
But her pussy was being washed by a hot tongue and, after a moment, she closed her eyes and settled back to enjoy another wonderful orgasm.
And she didn't even feel guilty about it.
Standing just behind the kneeling Valerie and in front of the kneeling and cocksucking Anna, Harris watched Valerie suck Jayne's cunt. The sight made him so excited that he blew a frothy, billowing cloud of cum into Anna's mouth much sooner than he had expected to.
Anna gulped it down happily.
And, as usual, drinking cum made her horny.
She looked hopefully at Harris' dick, but it had started to droop following his come.
"Damn it, Valerie," she wailed. "I got to have some head and I got to have it right now!"
She crawled over to the desk and slid up beside Jayne, stretching out beside her and entwining their adjoining thighs together. This action brought their twats close together – and transported cunt-hungry Valerie to Seventh Heaven! If one cunt was bliss, two were unspeakable ecstasy. She began to alternate between the two pussies, her head ducking into one crotch and then the other. She gave Jayne's blonde cunt a tongue lashing, then switched across to drive her head into Anna's dark-haired pussy. Her whole face was awash with turn juice.
Gurgling like a glutton at a feast, she slurped and nicked with absolute joy.
She made Anna come.
She swallowed her cunt juice and concentrated on Jayne once again. Anna could hear the moist, loving sounds that she was making in that sodden snatch and it, made her horny again. It was making Harris horny again, as well, as he leaned over and watched the oral action with fascination.
Jayne came in a creamy deluge.
Valerie drained her lovebox, licked it dry and, insatiable cuntsucker that she was, started to work on Anna once more.
Anna and Jayne, although neither of them were lesbians or even bi-sexual, had started to play with each other's tits just for the hell of it. They kissed, swapping tongues, and rubbed their hot-tipped titties together.
And lesbians or not, they enjoyed the hell out of it.
Then Harris, with a brand new hard-on, knelt down behind Valerie and slipped his prong up her sodden and wide-open gash, plowing in to the hilt.
Valerie gasped.
She had never had a cock up her cunt before, although she had fooled around with an odd dildo, having been a lesbian from her earliest experiences. She stiffened and started to demand that he withdraw from her. She expected to hate the sensation. She had always imagined that she would hate having her pussy stuffed with pecker.
But, with her mouth already open to protest, she faltered in amazement.
Why… it feels wonderful! she realized.
And then, because her mouth was already wide open, she cramped it back onto Jayne's flooded cunt and began to suck with hearty appetite.
And Harris poured her first-ever fuck into her and changed her future sex life.
From then on, although she still sucked a cunt whenever she got the opportunity, Valerie Parker also fucked every man she met and learned how to suck a cock expertly – for what was a cock, really, but a huge clit? Her past experience was very useful in learning the art of blowing dicks – and her sex life was stimulating, to say the least.
Anna, being Anna, was totally unaffected by the cluster fuck-suck at the office party and continued to fuck every man she could and to let a few select women eat her out.
But Jayne was astounded at how much she had enjoyed being sucked off by a woman and, also, how thrilling it had been to kiss Anna and to play with her tits.
She had forgotten all about her husband's infidelity.
She remembered it again, as she sat in the back of the taxi, on her way home after the party had ended. But she was no longer distressed or hurt or jealous. In fact, she was glad that it had happened. If she hadn't learned that he was cheating on her, she might never have known the joys of infidelity or the ecstasy of having a woman go down on her.
She decided she wouldn't mention it to Jonathon.
If he brought the subject up, she would just laugh it off as one of those things that happen. But Jayne was wondering about something else.
She could not have failed to notice how much pleasure Valerie had derived from the sucking of pussy and Jayne was intrigued by it. She had never thought about doing a thing like that, before.
Now, she was curious, eager – and hot – to do some cunt sucking herself.
She wasn't at all sure if she would enjoy it. But she was damned sure that she wanted to find out.
The problem was in finding a girl on whom she could go down. She didn't know any lesbians other than Valerie, and she didn't dare suggest it to any of her friends or neighbors. She was too timid to go to a lesbian bar and make a pick up, so she foresaw a great deal of difficulty in finding a snatch that she could. And she knew that she was going to be a bundle of frustration until she sucked a cunt.
Jonathon was wondering where in hell his wife was and why she had not come rushing home.
He was also fucking Shirley up the ass.
They had already fucked in all of the normal positions and done plenty of sucking, and only buggery remained. Shirley was keen on the idea and Jonathon, who had never stuck his cock up an asshole before, was curious.
He'd placed his cockhead against her ass.
"Are you sure this won't hurt?" he asked, solicitously, supposing that she, too, was new to the game.
"Hell, no," said the nymphette. "I've had miles of prick up my asshole… get on with it!"
Jonathon slipped his cock up her ass. It went in easily and fluidly. He had a momentary qualm as he speculated on what effect digestive juices might have on a dock, but that passed as her tight asshole began to suck on his dick. It was tighter than her cunt, and thrilling.
He pounded the prick up her ass with vigor. He had just spilled another load of cum into her – the first in that particular hole, but the last of many – when he heard the taxi stop out side.
Thanking his lucky stars that he had already shot his wad, he yanked his dick out of Shirley's asshole. She yelped as he almost turned her shitter inside out. A trickle of cum ran from her asshole down into her crotch.
She hadn't heard the taxi stop.
Getting buggered had been enjoyable, but it had meant that her pussy had been vacant far a few minutes. Because she was that sort of girl, that meant she was randy again.
She said, "Still got a hard-on? Or are you gonna give me some more head?"
But Jonathon was already dashing to the closet.
"Don't forget what you have to tell my wife!" he cried, as he drew the door closed, leaving it slightly ajar so that he could hear what was said and know that the nymphette was telling the proper lies.
Shirley was distraught.
What a prick he is, she thought. I let him suck the shit out of my asshole, then he leaves me without so much as a lick! Her cunt was frothy and steaming. She rolled onto her back and raised her knees and gazed down, watching the steam rise from her overheated crotch. I'll have to jerk off, she thought. She knew it would be an awkward situation if his wife walked in and found her playing with herself, but she couldn't be worried about that. She had to come and that was what mattered. Anyhow, it would add credence to her story. If she was finger fucking herself, it would seem as if Jonathon hadn't been fucking her – to a stranger who did not know how voracious her sexual appetite happened to be.
She began to play with her pussy with both hands, rubbing the clit with one hand while she finger fucked her creamy gash with the other.
And that was the sight that presented itself to Jayne when she walked into the bedroom.
"Don't bother me now," Shirley said, desperately clawing at her pussy.
Jayne looked around the room.
"You must be Shirley," she said.
"Yeah. Well, I can explain about that… but let me finish this handjob first, okay?"
"Where is my husband?"
"He ain't here. He's gone out."
A strange light came into Jayne's eyes. She stared at the frantically masturbating nymphette speculatively.
She thought they were all alone.
She moved closer to the bed, watching the girl's fingers go in and out of her slot and noticing how stiff and succulent her clit looked… how creamy her crotch…
She said, "Did Jonathon really suck you off?"
Shirley despite her concentration on her crotch, remembered that she had to lie about that.
She said, "Naw. He didn't do anything to me."
And then Jayne astounded Shirley by saying, "Why, you poor girl… no wonder you're so horny."
Shirley had not expected Jonathon's wife to be so reasonable and understanding. It surprised her so much that she stopped playing with herself.
"A girl needs a nice suck once in awhile," Jayne said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Shirley looked at her. Jayne smiled and licked her lips. Shirley was no fool.
She said, "Do you want to?"
And Jayne said, "I would love to."
"Ohhh," Shirley cried, and she threw her legs wide open.
Jayne leaned over. She slurped a stiff nipple into her lips and sucked on it, causing it to fairly explode. Her hand moved down and she fingered the girl's cunt. Then, tingling with wild expectations, she moved down and, without hesitating at all, without any last moment qualms or doubts, Jayne began to suck Shirley's cunt.
And it was every bit as good as she had hoped!
Although this was the first pussy that Jayne had ever eaten, she soon realized that lack of experience made no difference. She had a cunt herself and, therefore, knew just how to go about sucking one in the best way. She was proud of herself, and pleased to find that she was a born cuntsucker.
She stabbed her tongue far up the hot hole and her lips sucked the cuntlips and clit.
Cunt juice streamed into her mouth and she swallowed it, with relish and sucked for more.
She hoped that Jonathon did not come home for a long time, for she wanted to suck this sweet pussy for hours on end.
Then Jonathon came out of the closet.
Stark naked and sporting a gigantic hard-on, he staggered over to the bed. He had been listening first, and then he had pushed the door open farther and watched. The sight had amazed him and shocked him – and made him horny as could be.
Jayne saw him out of the corner of her eye. Oh dear, she thought.
She wondered what possible excuse she could make. She could think of absolutely none. There could be no doubt but that she was eating out a cunt and that was that.
She gave a little shrug and stabbed her tongue up Shirley's smoking hole.
"Hello, Jonathon," she said, casually.
"I never knew you sucked cunts!" he said.
"I never did, before."
"But… then why?"
"It's a little party trick I just learned," she said.
It took Jonathon a few minutes to digest that.
Then he joined them on the bed. Shirley stayed the night. She became a friend of the family, in fact. She still hitchhiked frequently, but no longer did she accept rides at random.
She hitchhiked straight over to see Jonathon and Jayne.