5:30 p.m…
Ken had called not long after Carol had finished her shower-actually, her second shower, as she'd gotten so sticky and sweaty from her frenzied finger-fuck that she'd had to get cleaned up all over again!
The bad news from Ken was that he was going to have to work late at his office that evening. The good news was that, when he mentioned how he planned to just call-out for something to eat at work, it made Carol think of a thrill she hadn't tasted herself in a while, and she figured that was a clear sign that tonight was the night!
So, as soon as she had given Ken her love and hung up, she raised the receive again to call for a pizza delivery for her own dinner. But it wasn't the pizza she was really interested in. When she placed her order she asked specifically that they send it by one particular delivery worker-a hot, young little lovely that Carol had come to depend on to deliver goodies even more luscious than a pizza- Christine Hollis.
Christine was quite young, only eighteen, and still in high school. The girl was exceptionally beautiful with long, flowing brunette hair, and a face that could easily grace the cover of any beauty magazine. Christine had a lithe, limber young body, well trimmed but also capped with two tasty titty-globes, with all the firm, up-thrusting energy of youth.
And Christine was also as gay as she could be. Not a bisexual, two-way swinger like Carol, or Eileen. The teenager seemed to have no use at all for men, and a hot and eager hunger for female-love. At first Carol had tried the same approach with Christine that she'd used on the top-heavy Marilyn. She had introduced the girl to the joys of deep cunt-fucking by way of her dildo collection, then tried to get Christine to take the next step of riding a real man's cock. But things had hit a brick wall there, as Christine had adamantly refused.
Carol and Ken had done their best, but no amount of coaxing on their part could get Christine to open her young thighs to Ken's massive cock. Carol had balled Ken six ways from Sunday in front of the girl to show her how wonderful it was, but Christine refused to budge.
However, from that potentially awkward situation had developed one of the swinging couple's more interesting partnerships. For, although the pretty teenager wouldn't let Ken fuck her, she actually liked him very much, and so the three quickly found many other ways to enjoy their sexual groupings. These usually revolved around Christine feasting on Carol's juicy quim while the older woman sucked her husband off, or else Carol got in the middle, going down on Christine while Ken worked her other end.
Of all the variations, though, the hot little lesbian's favorite sex game was to have Carol strap on her biggest dildo and ream out the girl's pussy, while Ken screwed Carol's puckering butthole. Christine loved the way the force of Ken's strokes into his wife's greasy ass seemed to magnify the woman's own fucking motions into Christine's creaming slot.
Christine herself really couldn't explain how she could take a dildo in her pussy, but refused a man's cock. But whatever the reason, she certainly had developed a fierce love of having her tender young cunt filled with plastic prick.
So Carol, clad only in a gauzy nightgown, had her tools all ready in the bedroom when the doorbell rang. She hardly had the front door halfway open before Christine was rushing in, throwing herself into the older woman's arms.
"Carol! I thought you'd never call!" she giggled, pressing her entire body tightly into the housewife's lush figure, and lifting her shining face up to Carol's. The horny woman gathered the young gay girl into her arms and brought their soft mouths together for a tongue sharing, soul satisfying kiss. The girl tasted hot and sweet, and she melted like chocolate into Carol's arms. Then, after a long moment had passed and they broke their Sapphic kiss, Christine's brown eyes were bright with pent up, lascivious lust.
"Oh, Carol," she sighed, hugging tight and pressing as much of her body as she could to the older woman's thinly clad figure. "I've missed you so much-and Jean's been such a bitch! She hasn't so much as touched me in over a week!
"There, there, my sweet little girl," Carol cooed, rubbing her hands up and down the girl's back, already working her t-shirt out of her tight jeans. "I'll take care of you!"
Carol knew that Jean Spears was Christine's roommate, and number one interest. Jean was a student at the local college, and Christine had been able to convince her parents to let her move out of home during her last year of high school, rather than waiting for when she actually entered college. She gained her freedom from the parental eye a bit earlier than most girls, and had taken the full advantage of it.
To Mr. and Mrs. Hollis, Jean was a level-headed, no nonsense kind of girl. Just the influence they felt would still protect their "little darling" from a cold, cruel world. But just as they hadn't the slightest hint of their daughter's lesbian tastes, so they also didn't know that Jean was a bull-dyke, through and through.
In the twilight world of gay sex, Christine and Jean both fit into perfectly defined roles, making their living together almost as natural as if they were man and woman. Christine was the femme. Soft and yielding, she played the passive role in most of their sex games. Jean was the butch, the aggressor in their games, slipping into the dominant roles.
After having made love to the beautiful teenager, Carol knew that Christine was indeed all-woman in her reactions-except, somehow, it seemed she could only have those reactions with another woman.
Draping an arm over the young girl's shoulders, Carol led her down the hall to the bedroom. The pizza box lay forgotten on the living room floor. Both women were hungry, but not for what came in cardboard boxes.
"Come on, my fragile doll," Carol said, kissing the girl on the top of her head. "I've got just what you need to make you feel better."
Christine laid her head on Carol's shoulder, enjoying the feel of the silky waves of soft blonde hair against her cheek. "You smell so nice, Carol," she sighed, feeling her heart beat faster as they stepped into the bedroom.
Christine sometimes thought that, if only Carol would give her the slightest sign, she would leave Jean in a second and move in here with her. The love-struck teen wouldn't even mind having to share her lady lover with a man. Carol gave different things to both of her lovers, and Christine liked Ken as a person himself. All she knew was, she was head over heels in love with his luscious wife!
As she sat on the bed, exchanging wide-mouthed kisses with Carol while they both tugged at her jeans and t-shirt, Christine wondered for the thousandth time if her deep-felt need for the older woman reflected an unspoken wish to make love to her own mother. She knew that Carol had made it with her daughter, Gwen. Carol had told her how, in fact, she had seduced Gwen in a clothing store dressing room when her daughter wasn't much older than Christine was now. The lustful teen felt that someday, soon, she'd have to reveal her true feelings to her own beautiful mother, an all-or-nothing gamble, and finally put an end to all her gnawing doubts.
But for the moment, she thought with a wicked smile, sprawling back and stretching her long nude body, now she wanted nothing more than to enjoy her time with Carol. Her breath quickened as she watched the hot woman shrug off her filmy nightgown. Carol's incredibly ripe figure was a work of erotic art to the young lesbian. The girl knew that every square inch of that soft, unblemished and pleasure-giving flesh was hers alone for the evening. Christine's lady-loving pussy was creaming in anticipation!
Carol licked her own lips as she moved to the naked girl, stretched out so invitingly before her on the silken bed sheets. So very young, and so very, very hot!
The blonde sat on the edge of the bed and pressed her soft fingers into Christine's firm thighs, gently massaging and stroking, her hands only inches from the teenager's lightly furred pussy.
"Mmmmm, that feels so nice, Carol," the young brunette sighed. She stretched out further on the bed, opening her legs wider and humping her ass up almost obscenely as her body responded to Carol's expert touches.
Keeping one hand stroking up and down the soft skin of the girl's inner thighs, Carol climbed up onto the huge bed to lay next to her teen lover. The depraved woman leaned over to nuzzle at Christine's long neck, then licked up under her right ear. Christine gasped in pleasure and put an arm around Carol's neck, holding her close. Her breath quickened as Carol sent her moist tongue flicking out, licking and tasting the girl's neck, cheeks and chin. She kept her oral caresses light, almost teasing, stoking the flames of Christine's lesbian passions.
"Kiss… kiss my breasts," Christine whispered urgently, her voice hoarse with passion. Carol responded immediately, kissing down the girl's neck, then licking along the swell of her right breast. As she reached the tip, she pursed her lips around the fat little nipple. She nibbled gently on the hot nubbin of flesh, letting just the tip of her tongue lash over the very top of the bud, then lifting her head slightly to blow a warm breath of air over it.
"Oh, mmmmm," Christine sighed. She loved the way Carol used all her talents in long, sensual foreplay. But at that moment, after so many days, she also wanted-needed-more! "Suck it harder, Carol," she said, putting both her hands deep into the soft waves of blonde hair. "Love my boobies more!"
Carol didn't need to asked twice. Removing her hands from Christine's legs, she grabbed a double handful of teen tit, squeezing and kneading the smooth flesh. She opened her mouth wide to hungrily slurp and gobble at her mouthful of sweet nipple. Just as the squirming, sighing girl thought she'd go crazy from Carol's oral lovemaking to one nipple, the sex hungry woman switched her mouth to the pink-tipped crown on the other breast and started all over.
Christine slid one hand out of Carol's hair and down the woman's shoulder, down further still to clasp one heavy, hanging breast. She felt the woman's fat nipple harden in her palm, just as her own tits were responding between Carol's sucking lips.
"Ummmm, nice," Carol sighed, lifting her head, eyes closed as she thrilled to the touch of the girl's hand on her pendulous tits. "Play with me too, baby-all over!"
Carol stretched out beside her teenage lover, and the two moved over slightly on their sides to face each other. They both bent one knee upward to open up their muffs to each other.
The sticky pussy juices began to flow as Carol and Christine started to caress each other, fingers eagerly exploring the intimate delights of twin juicy slots, hot for loving.
Carol's bright green eyes looked deep into the hot depths of Christine's brown ones, their faces only inches apart. Each saw reflected in the other's face their own lustful feelings, as their mutual masturbation began to get more and more intense. Carol suddenly slipped her long middle finger straight into the teen's hotly throbbing twat, and as Christine's pouting lips parted wide for a moan of pleasure, Carol brought their mouths together in a wet french kiss. Her tongue snaked deep into the teen's mouth, flicking back and forth just as her finger worked up a gooey lather in the girl's wet cunt.
Christine spread her legs wider and began to hump her pelvis back and forth, riding on Carol's finger as she sucked at the woman's tongue. Her own strokes on Carol's blonde-pelted pussy had slowed to a few soft caresses, as the less-experienced girl gave over almost all of her concentration to the thrills racing up from her pussy.
Carol broke their hot kiss with a wet smack and a final lick of her tongue all around Christine's sucking lips. Then, looking down over the girl's breasts, she watched as she moved her own finger in and out between the teen's spread thighs.
"You have such a pretty, juicy little pussy," Carol cooed.
"Do you really think so?" Christine replied, her voice husky with the burning needs of her young lush body.
"Yes, I do think so. In fact, it looks absolutely delicious," Carol said, licking her lips. "I think I'll just have myself a little snack of girl-goo!"
Twisting about on the bed, Carol bent over Christine's spread-eagled body, her eyes locked onto the squirming teen's slit. She hadn't just been talking dirty to turn the girl on. Carol's mouth was indeed literally watering at the sight of the pink-flushed lips of the young lesbians pussy, flowered open and gently gleaming.
"Yes, eat me, eat me," Christine mewled as her lady lover leaned over her sopping-wet pussy.
Carol rested her cheek on the firm warmth of one of Christine's thighs, the aromatic scent of the girl's aroused twat wafting into her nostrils as she breathed deeply. She brought her own long left leg up over Christine's body, positioning herself over the girl with the cheeks of her ass suspended over the teen's face. Her own dripping, blonde-fringed pussy hung only inches from Christine's face.
Although Christine was content to play the part of the passive partner in most of her lesbian encounters, she also had a healthy appetite for eating pussy as well. So, as Carol lowered her face into the teen's wet quim, Christine reached up to grasp the woman's thrusting buttocks and pulled her blonde pussy down to the girl's waiting mouth.
The two wanton females were locked together in the ultimate lesbian kiss, the youthful girl sucking and licking at the blonde muff pressed to her face with just as much gusto as the more experienced older woman used in feasting on the teen twat meat.
They filled the room with wet, slurping noises as twin tongues lapped up cunt juice, teased rigid clits, and licked at the slick folds of flushed pussy flesh. Both made little mewling cries of joy from the delight building deep in their bodies. The two depraved lovers rocked back and forth on the bed, legs twined tightly around each other's necks. They looked like a bizarre new sexual animal, all legs and tits and hot mouths, feasting on hotter cunts. The creamy love juices oozed from slots as tireless tongues worked deeper and deeper.
"Oh! Oh, Christ! The teenager moaned into Carol's twat as she felt the woman concentrating all her attention directly on the rigid little pink bud of the girl's clit. Christine bounced her tight little buns up and down on the mattress, mashing her juicy twat all over Carol's face, working hard to get off.
"Cum… sweet, sweet cum…" Carol muttered, cupping the girl's butt cheeks to keep her sucking mouth locked to the twisting, squirming brunette snatch she was eating. She recognized the signs of the girl's impending orgasm, and felt as well her own climax beginning to surge up within her.
"That's it! Oh, shit!!" Christine gasped. "I'm commminnnnnngggg!!" Her scorching orgasm swept over the girl's body, sending chills of pleasure bursting out of every nerve ending. Her delicate little toes curled up, gripping the bed sheets as she humped her creaming pussy up into Carol's passionately licking mouth.
"Oh, my God!" Carol whimpered as the teenager suddenly sucked with renewed vigor at her long, sleek clitty. "Oh, oh, you sweet pussy-eating little bitch…"she gasped and squealed, her voice rising as she felt her climax getting closer and closer.
"I… oh, yes, I'm… oh,yyesssss!!!!!" she screamed in pleasure, her lush body contorting violently in the spasms of her orgasm. She spread her legs out, lowering her dripping, twitching snatch full onto Christine's beautiful face, fucking her throbbing clit into the young lesbian's eager lips. Slimy trickles of her own juices and Christine's saliva dribbled down the girl's neck and face as she feasted on the flood of female honey.
Finally, they slumped together exhausted, a tangle of sweaty, still trembling limbs. After a few moments of nothing but hard breathing, Carol lifted her body off of Christine's and swung back around to face her, lying down full length on top of the girl.
Carol swept her beautiful teen lover up into her arms, planting a deep, hungry kiss on the girl's full, ripe lips. Both their mouths were slippery with the hot wetness of cunt creams, and their tongues wrapped around each other, mixing and then tasting the tangy fluids of their depraved lusts.
Spreading her long legs wider, Christine hugged the wanton housewife tightly as their steaming french kiss continued, while they moved their bodies lazily together, humping pussy, tit to tit.
Feeling the wicked little girl thrusting her groin up, whimpering and sighing like a bitch in heat, reminded Carol of the little games she'd called Christine over for in the first place.
Carol licked and sucked at the beautiful girl's mouth for a moment longer, then grinned as she whispered into Christine's ear, "It's time for the main event, my sweet little lady."
Christine smiled back, her dark eyes gleaming lustfully as she watched the naked woman rise from the rumpled bed and walk to a large chest of drawers across the room. Carol opened the bottom drawer, bending at the waist to give her young lover the full benefit of seeing her luscious butt thrust back toward the bed. The pink, wet lips of her pussy peeked out at the girl, spreading a swatch of gleaming juice on the inside of each thigh.
When she straightened back up and turned around, Carol held a complicated looking rig of straps and buckles, and fanned out like a deck of bizarre playing cards were a half-dozen dildos of various sizes and shapes.
The sizzling teenager on the bed felt her heart beating faster, and a new throbbing itch started deep in her cunt. She licked her lips as she slid both hands down to begin gently finger fucking her oozing snatch, while her eyes never left the array of pleasure-giving toys her older lover was lewdly displaying.
Carol's smile was now more of a leer as she watched the luscious lesbian squirming and moaning on the bed, unashamedly thrusting her rolling hips around as she masturbated her steamy twat.
"Hmmm, yes," Carol said, furrowing her brow in mock concentration. Studying each dildo in turn, she tossed one after another aside until only one remained in her hands. It was a monster. Shaped like a real cock down to the split hole in the end of the fat crown, even the modeling of veins all along the shaft-but it was a cock of rare proportions. It measured exactly fourteen inches long, and a pussy-popping eight inches in circumference. Even Carol's long fingers could just barely meet around it.
"Yes, I think this one will do nicely…" she grinned, raising it to her lips and letting her pink tongue slowly stroke the fat head, until the plastic was literally dripping with her warm saliva.
"Nicely for what?" Christine asked, trying to put little-girl innocence into her voice. But the passion of her horny young body turned into a throaty whisper of lust.
"Why, to fuck your hot, juicy little pussy, my darling girl!" Carol replied with a lusty whisper of her own. She fitted the thick base of the dildo into a slot in the belt, and then draped the whole arrangement around her own slender hips and groin, tightening the various straps into place. She raised her eyes from the gigantic plastic cock to the obviously over-eager girl on the bed, and shook her head again in wonder that the teenager refused to let a real man fuck her, while so eager to take on this monster. But someday, Carol promised herself, someday she'd show the girl all she was missing!
Climbing back onto the bed, the bouncing of the mammoth dildo at her groin was a strangely decadent counterpoint to the ripe, jiggling motion of her huge tits. She gathered the girl into her arms, stroking her dark hair and kissing her forehead, while the huge fake prick lay hot along the girl's thigh.
"I could make love to you all day and all night, my pet," Carol cooed, slipping the tip of her pink tongue into Christine's delicate ear, while giving one of the beautiful lesbian's tits a firm but gentle squeeze.
"You know," Christine said, reaching down almost hesitantly to touch the gigantic shaft of plastic at Carol's crotch. "I've… I've never let anyone else fuck me-not even Jean. You were the first and the only one!"
She raised her big, doe-like eyes to look deep into Carol's own bright green ones. "I want to feel your big cock in me, Carol," she whispered, and Carol didn't miss the strong emphasis the girl put on the "your". Maybe the hot little lesbian wasn't so much as turned off by men but, even more astoundingly for her sexual appetites, really an old-fashioned girl at heart-she wanted to be in love with her lover!
Their soft lips came back together again, gently at first, then the kisses became more and more passionate, tongues licking back and forth, lips sucking and biting, breathing faster and faster. Christine lay back, hungrily lapping at Carol's mouth, but definitely in a passive role, the femme lez.
For Carol that very passiveness added more fuel to the flames of her passions. Of the hundreds of lovers she'd had, very few made themselves so open and totally vulnerable to her. The idea that she could do virtually anything she wanted with this luscious teenage girl had her pussy boiling! She rolled over on top of the girl, covering her body, mashing her huge tits into Christine's smaller, perfect globes. The feel of so much outrageously gorgeous, slick female flesh pressing into her own small body fanned the flames of lust in Christine as well.
The girl ran her long fingers through Carol's cascade of golden hair, then raked her fingernails down the older woman's back, tracing the path of her spine until her hands came to the leather belt of the dildo. She pulled on the strap, pulling the base of the fake cock into Carol's twat, putting steady pressure on the horny housewife's throbbing clitoris.
Carol moaned in delight, burying her face in the fragrant valley between Christine's tits as she slid downward, working to get her fake cock into fucking position. Christine's long legs opened for her, spreading wide for her cock-wielding lady lover.
The wanton blonde raised herself on one elbow, snaking her other hand down between their bodies to grasp the massive shaft of the phony prick, nestling the bloated crown into the wet folds of Christine's creamy little cunt lips.
"Are you ready, my little darling?" Carol asked, gazing down into the girl's eyes.
"Yes!" Christine replied breathlessly. "Fuck me! Oh, please, fuck me now, Carol!
With a sudden motion, the depraved woman darted her head forward, covering the stunning teenager's lips with her own. And as she slid her pink tongue into the hot confines of Christine's mouth, Carol rammed her hips down, driving her mammoth dildo straight into the girl's juicy gash.
Deeper and deeper she shoved it, until the entire mind-blowing length was consumed by the young lesbian's hungry twat. Carol captured the girl's head between both hands and pistoned her snakelike tongue in and out of the girl's wet mouth, with the same breath-taking rhythm she worked the fake cock in and out of her slurping snatch-a decadent lesbian double-fuck!
Christine had squealed with unbridled delight into Carol's mouth at the first cunt-bursting thrust of the dildo, and quickly lifted her own hips in virtually automatic response. Far from shrinking away at what would have sent most women cowering into a corner, Christine was hot to possess every inch of the plastic prick, ramming her pussy up to be penetrated deeper and deeper. It was a mind-blowingly tight fit, but also easily made into the teen's turned-on quim. Christine had ridden this massive chunk of pussy-pleasing plastic before, and she knew there was nothing less than mind-numbing pleasure to be gained from it.
Carol began to shift her rolling hips back and forth, sliding the counterfeit cock in and out of the trembling girl. Every inward thrust had the added erotic affect of pressing the base of the heavy prod back into Carol's aroused clitoris, and the hot blonde could almost pretend that the plastic prick was her own meaty clit, enlarged to incredible proportions, so that she was really fucking the teenage lesbian with her own clit! She broke their kiss with a loud smack, and lay her head on the girl's shoulder, concentrating all her efforts on ramming all fourteen inches of stiff plastic pole into Christine's squishy twat.
The teen turned her head to the side, placing her wet lips against Carol's ear. "Talk to me while we fuck," she whispered.
"About what?" Carol grunted, not understanding the girl's request. Christine had never asked her to talk before-quite the opposite, in fact. The girl seemed to prefer only the sounds of hard breathing and flesh smacking flesh to accompany their fuck sessions.
"Talk… talk dirty to me," the girl replied. "Don't men talk dirty when they fuck their… their hard cocks into… you? I want you to talk to me real filthy, just like you were a… were a man, and this was a real cock!"
Carol smiled to herself, keeping up the long, pussy plundering strokes with the dildo. Christine had never asked for anything even remotely like this before, and the older woman's mind worked over the idea of just how much of the young lesbian's fear of men-and yet her seeming fascination with them-was expressed in the strange request.
Lifting her upper torso with her arms straight out by Christine's shoulders, Carol looked down at the girl, to see the squirming teen staring back up with almost pure sexual worship shining in her eyes. The wanton woman was fascinated as she watched the girl moan and grunt as she took each cunt-bursting thrust of the prod.
"Okay, baby," Carol said. "You want it dirty? Your hot little cunt is the juiciest, tightest, most fantastic pussy I've every fucked! I want to ram my big, hard cock all the way up you until you scream and then keep fucking you all night long!"
"Please, don't stop!" Christine sobbed, reaching up to grab a double handful of Carol's swaying, bobbing tits. "Keep talking!"
Carol began to jack hammer her hips, pumping faster and faster, skewering the sobbing lesbian's cunt with her hefty pole. She closed her eyes and let the delicious fantasy that the dildo was really a part of her own body take over. She worked on making herself believe that, for this moment, she was the most over-macho, beer-swilling, think-with-his-balls man in the world, fucking away at this gorgeous little piece of hot high-school pussy.
"So, you want to be fucked, you hot-cunted little slut?" Carol growled. "A piece of ass like you is good for only one thing-having my big, thick hunk of meat reaming out your tight, wet little teeny-bopper pussy! Your twat feels so good, so tight and wet! I'm gonna fuck you until I come, and fill you up with my steaming jizz!!!"
Opening her eyes again, Carol saw Christine wriggling and panting below her, the girls own eyes now shut tight as she rode on the hard-pounding dildo to her climax. Carol lifted one hand and ran a finger over the teenager's pouting lips, and Christine quickly snaked out her pink tongue to lick at the digit. Carol wondered if, with her eyes shut, the young lesbian was working up her own fantasy of having a real man in her cunt.
"Yeah," Carol sighed, keeping her voice low and raspy, "You're hot for it! Your tight little pussy is going to make me come in buckets! Gonna give you all my sweet, sticky jizz! And then I'm gonna shove my big cock in your mouth, and make you lick it and suck it!" With that Carol pushed three of her fingers into the gasping girl's mouth, sliding them in and out in the same motion as she worked the fat dildo into the girl's spasming pussy.
"And you'll be so hungry for my jizz, you'll just suck and suck and suck! You'll play with my hairy balls, too, and you'll even eat my butthole if I tell you, 'cause you know you'll get to swallow every drop of my spunk when I come!!"
Christine was going slowly out of her mind with fuck-joy. She lifted her long legs and wrapped them around Carol's waist, locking her humping, grinding twat to the fake cock. And as she licked and sucked the older woman's fingers, she stroked on Carol's wrist in a lewd imitation of real cock sucking. For a girl who professed to being a totally true lesbian, Christine was certainly showing a strong aptitude for cock-worship!
As Carol hammered away tirelessly at the teen's creamy twat, she found herself imagining her husband there, taking her place in bed with the depraved young beauty, and fucking her just as Carol was. Their sweat-slickened bodies writhed about in the horny woman's imagination as she watched Ken ram his magnificent cock again and again into the young lesbian's body, turning her into an ex-lesbian! He used her cunt, her mouth, her ass, leaving gleaming trails of his steaming seed all over her soft, tanned flesh. Carol knew that someday, somehow, she'd make that scene come true.
The hot housewife kept up the steady, insistent reaming of the high schooler's steamy cunt, loving every stroke as much as Christine, as her throbbing clitty built the flames of her own sexual bonfire higher and higher.
Arching her back, Carol shoved out her chest, bringing her massive tits forward, the tingling nipples an almost painful itch that needed to be taken care of. To hell with the girl's man-fuck fantasy, Carol wanted some attention too!
"Suck my titties, you beautiful bitch!" she growled, yanking her hand out of the girl's mouth. She shoved the dripping wet fingers into the waves of dark hair around Christine's face and pulled the girl's head up. "Eat my nipples while I fuck your hot cunt!"
Christine needed no more encouragement. She attacked Carol's boobs eagerly and Carol sighed in sizzling pleasure as the young lesbian licked, sucked and munched away on the sensitive points of flesh. Christine whipped her head from one boob to the other, pink teat to pink teat, leaving a trail of drool all over the older woman's heaving breasts. Her tender young hands came up to stroke and knead the flesh of the huge, ripe knockers.
And all the while Carol continued to untiringly fuck her young lover, making a juicy slithering sound as the gigantic fake fuck stick pistoned in and out of the girl's dripping slit.
Then suddenly Christine started bucking about like an untamed bronco. She whipped her hands away from Carol's huge tits and sank them deep into the flesh of the woman's ass cheeks, thrusting her hips up and working to bury the entire pussy-bursting length of the fat dildo completely in her spasming beaver. With her face still buried in Carol's fragrant cleavage, the teenager moaned and sobbed out her orgasm.
"Oh, oh, Carol!-This is it!! Uh,I'm, oh aaarrrrrhhhhh!!!!!" Her whole body stiffened for a second, and then she was lurching and shaking like a mad woman, caught up in a mind-flowing orgasm. "Damn!! Yyeaahh, ohh, this is soooo goooooddddd!!!!!"
Even as Christine screamed and sobbed out her sensual explosion, Carol's own climax burst forth from her groin, every muscle in her body seemed to spasm at the same time, then lock rigid as she sank on top of the teenager, a nipple popping wetly from the girl's lips. Carol redoubled her fucking motions, grinding her exploding clit into the base of the dildo. Gritting her teeth she moaned deliriously into the pretty lesbian's ear, still caught up in the fantasy of the fake-fuck. "Take it, baby!! Uh, oh yeah! Oh, shit, I'm filling you up with all my hot jizzzzz!!"
"Yes! Yes, I feel it!" Christine screamed back happily, holding tight to her lady lover and basking in the heated glow of her after-climax, every nerve in her body tingly in pleasure.
Finally, both hot females lay entwined, breathing deeply, feeding air to their gasping lungs, and cuddling together. Carol kissed the sultry girl's eyes, nose, then licked at her wet lips.
Rolling off the teenager, she withdrew the long dildo slowly from the girl's pussy, being rewarded with a soft purr of renewed pleasure from Christine as her steaming cunt milked the last bit of wonderful sensation from the twat-stretching pole.
Carol unhooked the wet prod from her belt and brought the long shaft back to her lips. It glistened brightly, coated with a thick layer of creams from the teenager's drenched slit.
"Mmmmmm," Carol mewled lasciviously. "A pussy popsicle!" She stuck the fat head in her mouth and licked and sucked on it, slurping up every thick speck of twat juice like a little kid feasting on a dripping ice cream on a hot summer day. She closed her eyes and savored every tangy drop. And then Christine raised her head and began to lick at the long shaft as well, lapping up her own juices.
Between the two depraved females it took only a few minutes to lick the entire monster shaft gleaming clean once more.
Both women suddenly gasped as they heard a deep voice from behind them.
"Ladies, we've really got to do something about your choice of what you eat for dinner!" a deep voice laughed.
Carol spun her head around in surprise, then relaxed when she saw it was Ken. He stood in the doorway of the bedroom, a wide grin on his handsome face, the stone-cold pizza in his hands.
"Hi, Ken!" Christine called out happily, looking forward to more of their bizarre games now that the whole gang was together.
"Hi, Chris," he said in response, putting the greasy box on top of the chest of drawers and starting to loosen his tie. "I had a feeling you'd be ordering pizza tonight," he said with a grin at his wife. "So I worked a bit harder on getting my work done!"
Carol padded across the room and slid her arms around her husband's waist, kissing him passionately. Ken licked at her lips, his cock stiffening at the taste of pussy juice there.
"So, how else did you spend your day today?" he asked, starting on the buttons of his shirt while Carol worked at his belt buckle, and Christine hurried over to tug at his shoes.
"Oh, nothing different than most any other day," Carol smiled back happily-and hornily!"