All the way home Linda Harris could not get Billy Fitz off her mind. Billy's father was a widower and just happened to be the richest man in the county. He had made his fortune growing grapes. The "Fitz" label was one of the best known in the world.
She had often wondered how she had gotten stuck in a one – horse town like Marmnda, California. The way things were going it looked as if she would be stuck here for a while longer. Marinda was near the seacoast near Santa Cruz. She thought that living away from the big city would be a pleasant experience. Teaching art to high – school brats was not exactly the prize of all prizes, nevertheless she loved doing it. She had been teaching at Wilbur High for one year now. She had come to Marinda because her father had died and left her his estate here. It was a cool pad with a swimming pool and the beach just a stone's throw away. She thought she would be able to save her money by living in the house. Things worked out just fine for the first six months. But there were not any single men around Marinda. Those who were available were too old or married. And in a town as small as Marinda you did not risk balling your neighbor's husband.
There was no way that she could go without a man for very long. She did not necessarily have to ball a guy, sucking his pud was good enough for her. Unashamedly she confessed to being a cum – freak. She had been for as long as she could remember. It had started with her uncle, who was the black sheep of the family, so to speak. He used to feel her and her sister up whenever he could catch them alone in the house. She was too young to know what the hell her uncle was doing at the time. Then her uncle was caught in the act of fucking her sister and sent to jail.
After that awesome period of her life, she became really interested in boys. She discovered that in order to be popular with the boys a girl had to give up a little head action. Yep she would have to call herself a compulsive fellatrice. Somehow living today made that easy to admit. The new society had done wonders in sexually educating people.
She thought about Fran, a teacher who shared the house and expenses with her. Fran was a cool chick, much like herself, only Fran did not have any trouble finding men. But then she had guts and was a go – getter. Fran had helped her through a lot of crises, but there were some things she did not know about. Like the time Fran's younger brother spent the weekend at the house. At first Linda could not stand the little monster. He was a ten – year – old and the worst brat she had ever seen, but she had to tolerate the kid for Fran's sake. One Saturday morning they were alone because Fran had taken a part – time job at a bookstore. Very often she and Fran strutted around the house in just their underwear, and it became a habit Linda had to fight to break. That morning she had forgotten about Danny's being in the house.
She had gone downstairs into the kitchen tugging at her panties. Danny's eyes were as big as apples as they scanned her naked titties. Just for kicks, she caressed her hips and pulled the panties tight over her crotch. Danny saw it all in one glance. She had told him to come with her up to her room. "I want to show you something, Danny." Danny followed with his eyes on her bouncy buttocks.
She began to make light conversation by asking Danny if he liked little girls or big girls. Once inside her bedroom she locked the door, just in case Fran should happen to come home unexpectedly. She faced Danny and put her hands up to her breasts and squeezed a little. She saw that he was willing, the little bastard. She went close to him and wiggled down her drawers. With no trouble, she got him out of his pants and got his eager little rod into her, but not before the kid shot off several times. She never forgot how it felt having his small prick in her fully matured cunt, and how she used it at her will during his stay. It was neat fucking and sucking men, but they were usually so damn chauvinistic. With young Danny she had her own private play – toy. She had felt at liberty to do any freaky things she wanted because the youngster was not going to tell.
Later Linda and Fran chatted while putting away the dinner dishes. Fran had slipped a worn tee shirt over her panties. Linda still had on a skirt and blouse.
"Why are men such creeps?" asked Fran.
"What's the matter, are you and Frank.having troubles? I thought you two were getting engaged this year."
"Frank doesn't believe in marriage; nobody does any more."
"Stop knocking it, kid. You're lucky you have a man, period. Forget the marriage part of the deal. Shack up and get it while the getting is good. Do you know that most of the single women I know aren't fucking at all?"
They moved into the living room. Fran lit a joint and they got high and had a few drinks. It was then, after she had relaxed, that Linda noted how little Fran had on. Fran, a free – spirited girl, acted as though it was quite proper, and sat down beside Linda on the couch.
Linda took a hard hit on the joint.
"What's your problem, Linda? You look a little pie – faced."
"You know who Billy Fitz is? Well, guess who has a thing for the kid? And at her ripe old age of thirty. Me!"
"You're kidding – he's just a boy."
"He's a senior, graduates this summer. You don't have to tell me, I know better. I feel like I'm his mother."
"Yeah, but he's a cute thing. I hear the girl students talking about him all the time. They say he's hung like an elephant. Goes around with this Suzan Peters kid.
"I know, I saw her today after school. A perfect size nine. Look at me! My boobs are big enough to be basketballs. Look how much weight I'm gaining sitting on my ass all day. Every pound I gain goes right to my ass."
She took another hit and looked down at her large thighs. She patted them and squeezed the undersides.
Fran flopped back against the couch and cocked up both legs. She – took the joint from Linda and had a hard hit. She brought her left hand up under her tit to cradle it.
"You don't know how lucky you are, sweetie. What if you had no tits, like me? My Frank thinks you are the hottest thing to come along since Evelyn West, the girl with the treasure chest.' He says you turn him on. Me – what does he care?"
"Listen, Frank is definitely not my type. But when you're. done with him, point him in my direction. I'm so hard up to be laid that I would take any man."
"Would you really ball Frank?"
"No, kid, I was just. jivin' you."
"I asked because he's been talking about going up to San Jose to one of those Sexual Freedom parties. Do you know that he actually asked me to swap?"
"What did you say?"
"That'd I'd have to think about it." They laughed. "I'm no fool. But seriously… Frank wants to screw you."
They stared into each other's eyes.
"No, I don't think so. I'm just not ready for that kind of action yet. That doesn't mean I'm not hot to be fucked. But Frank is your ole man. You know what I mean, Fran."
"Okay," Fran said, feeling she had come on too strong. "But, ah, what do you do? I know about your compulsive – oral – fetish side, you told me about that. But you haven't dated in some time now."
Linda took the joint back and in doing so, glanced down at her friend's thighs. Her panties were transparent and she could see the neat triangular bush of her pussyhairs. Little Fran sure had a flock of hair growing between her slender thighs.
Now Linda was nervous. She made a clumsy attempt to pick up her smokes from the coffee table in front of them. Fran reclined and gapped her legs wider. She flapped them open and dosed as if the gush of air was cooling down her hot cunt.
"Quite frankly, I masturbate a lot. I bought one of those massage gadgets that's shaped like a cock."
"When? I've never seen you – "
"Behind dosed doors, sweetie. We have separate bedrooms, you know. And besides it's not something I would do openly."
"Why not? I think it would be interesting. I do the same. Even though Frank balls me three times a week, I masturbate after each screw to make it twice as good."
"I don't think I'd want anyone watching me do that. You can't be serious. And what's with you tonight anyway? All I've heard all evening is sex, sex, sex."
"I want to fuck you! Wow, man – did you have to make me come out and say it?"
Before Linda could reply, Fran leaned across and pulled up her skirt, as if she knew exactly how hot Linda's pussy was, how long it had been since she had fucked a man. Stoned, Fran began testing the softness of Linda's inner thighs and tickling her cunt.
Linda drew back and looked at her. "Why didn't you say so sooner, dummy? I wasn't sure you went that way. Let's get our thing together – I can't seem to find a man who wants my pussy. It would be a bargain considering the price men are asking these days…"
Fran embraced her protectively. She brushed her lips against Linda's, barely touching her. Linda shivered and planted the kiss and they locked tongues.
Linda could fed her body awakening to the fondlings as she was taken to heights of sexual pleasure she never dreamed possible. Fran felt her ass. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"I've been dying to see your tits. Take your blouse off."
Linda opened her eyes and leaned forward and began unbuttoning her blouse. She had a strange exotic feeling knowing that she could excite another woman. The bra came off and Linda's breasts, looking as large as pineapples, sprung free.
"Don't they hurt you?"
"Only when they're not being played with."
"Without the bra they look so huge."
Fran was hypnotized by the majestic cleavage. She began to suck greedily over them. She bounced them up and down like yo – yos, captivated by how large they were.
"Let's go up to your room, Linda. I want to flake out on your waterbed, okay?"
"Sure. Bring the joints."
They got up and went upstairs. Fran kept her hand on Linda's fine ass as they walked. They went into Linda's bedroom and stood in the dark beside the waterbed.
Fran was becoming more aroused and quickly removed Linda's skirt and panties. She slipped her hand under the seat of Linda's ass and cupped her cunt. She could feel the moisture seeping down into her palm from her deep slit. She stroked and stroked until she felt her clitoris stand nice and tall.
"Hmm, you sure are a freak, baby. Makes it all the nicer."
Fran moved around in front of her and parted Linda's legs.
"Oh, now, now… darling, you're trembling." She was delicate, like a doctor giving a checkup.
Linda saw that she was hungry to do what she had read lesbians did to give their mates a full orgasm. First, she kissed her stomach and over her pussy mound. Fran felt the lava spurt into her mouth; she prodded her head deeper between her thighs. licking for more! She sniffed Linda's organic perfume, and it shook her!
"Oh let me lie down – you're making me weak in the knees."
"Stretch out for me on your stomach."
Linda did as instructed and Fran kneeled beside her, She massaged her neck and shoulders and felt the tension go out of her. Her hands smoothed down along her spine and over the ellipse of her buttocks. Linda's body stiffened at first, a bit hesitant about having her ass stuck up in Fran's face, but she soon relaxed and settled down.
Fran squeezed and molded her buttocks into beautiful shapes. She rumbled them together and made them quake. They were butterballs, quivering like quicksilver. They looked so delicious and soft she had to have a mouthful. She opened her mouth wide and sucked in a yummy cheek.
Linda began to rock and roll, trying to fight off the thrilling sensation of Fran chewing her ass. Frank, dumb shit that he was, probably never did this for her. Men only wanted to screw a chick's asshole-not eat out of it. Actually, the asshole was very sensitive.
She lapped under the ellipse of one buttock; and up and across her anus. Linda twitched. Fran spread the cheeks apart and her tongue flirted with the pinpoint hole.
The crack of her ass was dry as cotton. She gave the hole a good rinsing until it budded open. She did the butterfly around the rim until she thought Linda could not stand any more, Then she poked inside with her pointed tongue.
"Fran… what are you doing back there…?"
"They say women are like cats… maybe in more ways than they think."
Fran pulled up to appraise her prize. Linda's asshole was as red as a monkey's ass. Bright pink around the outside and a toasty brown around the crater's edge. Directly below the open gash, her pussy pulsated. It tightened, contracted and then boom… it spread out like a blossoming flower!
Her pussy – lips were thick, like flaps – and her pubic hair grew wild all the way back to her anus. Fran put her tongue back there and Linda exploded – and cum flushed out in squirts – then in lumps. Linda had blown her nuts that quickly!
"Oh wow, you really go off, don't you?" Fran exclaimed.
"I couldn't help it. You make it feel so damn good. I never had it back there. You're not supposed to do that, are you?"
Linda sat up and turned her ass away from Fran. No more of that for a while. Fran wiped her mouth and threw her head back arrogantly.
"It was good, wasn't it? That's all that matters. I rather enjoyed the way your – ass tastes. When I first saw you I thought what a sexy ass you had."
"Are you sensitive there, too?"
"Oh am I? Frank did me there once and it really got me off. You ever let a guy fuck you back there?"
"Afraid not. I could barely take your tongue."
"Oh, I can see I have a lot to show you, Teach. You and I are going to have some great times. I also have a dildo that I can strap on and fuck you with. I mean, I'm not a straight lesbian, I don't want you to think that. But I do enjoy mixing it up. I mean, in case you're really hot for a dick, I can screw you with the dildo. Frank uses it on me sometimes when he's too pooped to pop."
"We'll have to take it slow, dear. But right now… " she fluttered her long lashes and looked at Fran's fragile body, "ah, can I – ah, ah?"
"You better. Gawd, I'm as hot as a firecracker! I'd never forgive you if you left me hanging this way."
Fran fell back and spread her legs wide. She began to wiggle her hips as though she wanted to be laid.
"I like the way you look. You're so trim and slender. It's hard to think of you letting a man stick his dick in you – you'd think your body would break in two, that's how delicate you look." She was partially stirred again, gazing down at Fran's sexy body. She was in a trance while Fran continued to twist and squirm her pussy on the sheet.
"Get down on it, baby," Fran pleaded, raising her hips and opening her pussy for Linda to see.
Linda caressed up and down her golden thighs.
She leaned over and sucked one erect nipple. The tit was sweet and hot in her mouth. She rinsed the nipple around and then drew in hard on it. Fran wheezed, feeling the caresses draw nearer and nearer to her center, growing hotter, being teased; and little groans of passion escaped her lips.
"I don't know why I'm so damn horny tonight." They rolled on the bed, a union of twisting fire, until Linda was on top. She felt Fran's buttocks and moved her hands up and down her hips. She came between her thighs and let her softness blend into Fran's. She could feel Fran squirming beneath her, trying to work her clitoris so it would meet her own. To torment her slit even more, she worked her thighs to press upon her pussy.
She was getting a kick out of seeing Fran this hot. Fran had this hangup about self – hatred, which made her overanxious to be accepted. It made her an easy lay to any man who showed any strength at all. In a funny way Fran wanted to be taken advantage of, so she pumped her center furiously into her crotch, all the while squeezing Linda's tender buttocks, and occasionally putting a finger into her crack.
The finger in Linda's ass brought back the memory of how she had blown her stack. She wanted to experience that sensation once more. She raised up off of Fran and shoved her finger into her pussy. Fran opened up and fastened her mouth to one of Linda's hanging, swinging titties.
Linda hovered over her, kissing all the way down to her flat stomach. She licked into her navel, then down to the crest of her pussy. Her tongue plowed through the entangled hairs until it flirted with the fire of the exposed clitoris. She slurped down the center of the valentine and poked her tongue in!
"Oh, oh, baby – take it from me!"
"It's sweet – it's really sweet." Linda buried her head there, and used her finger to pry the tight lips of her pussy farther open. A flash of pink and a small trickling of milky cum dripped down into the crevice of her buttocks. Her lips were thick and swollen from having to go all day with her thighs rubbing her cunt, stirring up those hot juices, and tormenting her feminine hunger. She ran her tongue down those swollen lips and watched Fran go crazy! She forced her pussy open even further, and the second layer of cunt folded out. Then it, too, received a stinging kiss.
While Linda kissed her, she ran her hands over the inner thighs, testing their softness, patting the soft cheeks of her buttocks.
"Oh, I like it. Kissing your pussy makes my pussy bubble too."
"You can have all of mine you want. Pretend that your tongue is a penis – hot to fuck me. But only I won't let you…"
Linda stuck her tongue in as far as it would go.
"It's so hot. You're juicy too, Fran. Were you horny today?"
"I'm horny every day. By the time I come home my drawers are soaking wet from creaming on myself."
"I'm going to bite your cit now."
"I won't be responsible for what happens."
Fran went wild and spun out of the hold, ending with her legs down over Linda's face, while she reared back on her arms. She could see Linda's tongue sticking out as she twisted her head and licked dead center at her pussy. It was good to her. She reached around Fran's ass and drew her pussy doser, using the finger again to spread the fat, puffy pussy apart!
Fran was stoned out of it now. She began to fuck up and down on Linda's pointed tongue, trying her damnest to get it all the way up her. But Linda kept teasing her, licking all around the outside, then sticking it back into the pussy slit.
"I want to see what you taste like. Cum in my mouth, Fran!"
"Reach under me and stick your finger in my asshole-quick!"
Linda began to lick in earnest now.
"I'm getting turned on rubbing my face in your pussy."
Fran smothered the pussy in her pretty, contorted face, streaked with ecstatic passion. The words set off a hundred charges in her mind, and Fran, in spite of herself reached an orgasm. The waterbed made big waves that rocked them, and Fran exploded into moans and sighs of complete satisfaction!
"More, baby, more!"