"I think you liked having your cunt fingered, Edith," Bette said with a grin and the woman tired ly raised her head.
"Oh Bette, I like so much everything with you. Do you let me some more suck your cunt?"
"Why not? Get up and lie down on the bed, Edith."
The woman looked puzzled at that, but she eagerly complied, then Bette was crouched beside her, playing with big breasts which continued to jut strongly, even though she was lying on her back.
"For a forty-seven-year-old woman, you have amazing tits, Edith," Bette commented as she played. "I'll bet there are a lot of women half your age who would pay any price to have such firm tits. Christ, how long your nipples are. They're like little boy cocks. I'm beginning to get a very sexy idea."
"Tell me what idea you are getting?"
"Later, I think I'll lie with my legs wide apart and get you to fuck my cunt with one of your nipples. I think if you rub it right on my clit, I could have a real crazy come."
"Oh yes. I am so excite. I fuck you cunt with my big tit. Please, Bette, I suck you cunt now?"
"You suck my cunt now, Edith. Lie still. I'll feed you my cunt."
Recalling one of the many things Janet had taught her in the course of her introduction to the lesbian arts, Bette knelt up, straddled the woman, allowed her to look up into her crotch for a few seconds, then with a sigh, she allowed her knees to move apart and her vulva came down to the waiting mouth of the woman.
Although Edith had never heard of that position for snatch snacking, she knew just what to do. Her hands claimed luscious buttocks and she began to suck greedily, hungrily from the generous vagina that was parked on her mouth.
While her hands made love to the satiny rounds, her mouth ministered to the hot slit oozing juice for her to drink. She brought her tongue into play, felt the warm body subtly rubbing on her, then Bette shrieked in a frenzy of orgasm and as her lovely breasts did a dance of joy, her hot, wet crotch jerked and rubbed all over the face of her lapper, smearing it with an erotic film of crotch juice until the fierce orgasm passed slowly and Bette sighed warmly as she rested, still sitting on the sticky face of her mature partner.
When she dismounted, Bette declared a time out and left the woman resting as she went to pour drinks for them. Just how turned on Edith was, Bette saw on her return as she found the big nude lying on her back, fingering herself while her other hand made love to one of the big breasts.
Sitting at the foot of the bed, Bette watched and listened as the masturbation went on. She found it wildly exciting as the finger stroked in and out of the wet slit of the sighing, panting woman, and then Edith was grunting and gasping loudly, her big behind bouncing on the bed as she climaxed once more.
While she sipped her drink and chatted with her guest, Bette made up her mind that she would go down on the woman, would press her face between the big, peasant thighs, would fondle the massive buttocks while she sucked and lapped her to orgasm.
When her drink was finished, Bette saw no point in delaying the inevitable.
"Lie back and open your crotch wide, Edith," she told her.
"What will you do?"
"I'm going to lose my face between your big thighs and I'm going to suck and lick your hot cunt until I make you come."
"Oh Bette… ya… ya," the big nude said as she lay back, raising and parting her knees to display the pink slash below the jungle of hair.
"Mmmm, your cunt is hot and wet," Bette observed as she played with it, spreading the lips, feeling her way down the slit and farther, into the crack of the big behind which was as wet as her vagina, enjoying the feel of her fingers moving over the film of lubrication that was a blend of vaginal juice and saliva with just a salting of sweat.
And then as she felt fires burning in her own crotch, Bette knew it was time to go to work. She heard the woman groan as her face came down, she licked her parted lips as her cheeks brushed the big thighs, then her mouth was fitted to the hot, wet, soft crotch mouth of the woman and she was sucking while Edith pounded her fists on the bed and groaned with fierce arousal.
To Bette's delight, eating the big woman was every bit as exciting as it had been with the sophisticated Janet and she went on devouring and lapping, her hands playing with a pair of big, magnificently firm buttocks until, with a loud shriek, Edith climaxed and her scissoring thighs gave Bette a violent but highly exciting massage until the spasms came to an end and both women sighed as they fell apart.
As they talked and Edith told of her unhappy sex life at home, Bette made a discovery that thrilled her.
"Edith, are you kidding? How long is his cock."
"Twelve inches."
"Jesus Christ," Bette gasped. "Sucking on a thing like that would be like playing a clarinet."
The woman laughed, then turned serious as she looked at Bette with a frown.
"But you will not like to suck on his old cock. You are so young, so beautiful."
"Would you mind if I sucked and fucked your husband?"
"No. From today, you do anything you want."
"Would you like it if I taught your husband to suck your cunt when you want it?"
"That would be so good," Edith replied, her eyes lighting up. "Still, I do not think it can happen."
"Do you doubt my power, Edith?"
"Oh no. You have a great power."
"What do you think your husband would do if he saw me like this?"
"I think his horse cock is shoot off in his face," Edith replied and they laughed.
"Then just be patient, Edith and we'll see what happens. You could end up with a husband who will go down on his knees and eat your cunt whenever you feel like it."
"I do not think that is possible, but it is a so nice thought. For anybody else in the world I think that could not happen, but you are no anybody else. I think you are a so powerful woman, Bette."
"I think you're right, Edith. Think of it, I'm only eighteen years, just starting. Think of what I can be at thirty or forty or fifty."
"I think, Bette, I think."
Chapter 7
Summer vacation was winding down for Bette. Soon it would be time to return to college and hit the books. It didn't mean that there would be no sex for her, but since she insisted on being a straight A student all the way, it would mean a lot of time devoted to studying, with a little sex here and there.
That being the case, Bette decided not to delay about getting at the twelve-inch penis of her neighbor. Just the thought of so big a tool caused an exciting tingling sensation inside the crotch of her panties. The day following her lusty romp with Edith, Bette waited in her front yard for Edith's husband to return from work. She wore a blouse that was open wide enough at the top to display her lush breasts enticingly. Her skirt was so short that the expanded tops of her nylons could be displayed with ease.
As she watched him coming from the bus stop, carrying his lunch pail, Bette found it difficult to believe that the unimpressive looking male could be the owner of a twelve-inch penis.
Although he was only a year older than his wife, he looked tired and dull, but as she thought again of what Edith had told her of that tool, he became anything but dull. She saw that he had noticed her as she stood with one foot on a painted rock in the garden to ensure that the man could see how the top of her left nylon caressed her firm, white thigh.
"Hello, Mister Carlson," she said with a warm smile as he reached her. "How are you today?"
"Fine," he replied, his face brightening as he stopped and looked down into the top of her blouse. "How are you?"
"A little bored. I guess it's the thought of ending vacation and going back to college."
"A beautiful girl like you shouldn't be bored," he told her as he tried to strip her naked with his eyes. "What's wrong with all the young men in this town?"