Her climax wasn't as intense as with a man, but it lasted longer and was delicately sensuous, filling her with painful itching.
"I want to suck your cunt!" Jennifer moaned, pulling against Tammy's hips with both hands.
Tammy rolled off the woman, her head now rubbing against Jennifer's creamy, hot pussy, her crotch against Jennifer's mouth. She darted her tongue in and out of the woman's slit, while Jennifer began doing the same to her.
Jennifer's body froze suddenly as her pleasure screamed savagely into her box, causing the vibrating muscles to ripple now with spasms.
Tammy's tongue was wedged inside the exploding pussy, wrapped in a snug, moist blanket of delicious warmth. She pulled it in and out, sliding the tip of her tongue upward against the frothy flesh, lapping down the streaming juices with a hungry thirst. As she did so, new waves of ecstasy tingled inside her own pussy, and she damped the walls of her cunt around the exploring tongue, rubbing it against her clit.
Together they reached a powerful, long-lasting climax, moaning into each other's cunts their noses wet and warm from the frothy liquids which were expelled with each spasmodic release.
Tammy rolled Jennifer over on her side and spread her legs, to gain better access to the woman's asshole. She licked and chewed on the area between her shitter and her pussy, leaving a wet trail of warm spit. Nuzzling her nose against the tight bud-like opening of her shitter, she inhaled the fragrant, acrid smell of Jennifer's body, causing new desires to swell in her pussy.
Jennifer followed suit, pursuing her own pleasure with a darting tongue that caressed and kissed Tammy's tiny, tight shitter.
Running her face back to Jennifer's pussy, Tammy collected a mouthful of hot, creamy cunt juice and then pressed her lips around the girl's shitter, forcing the liquid deeply into her shitter. She ran her tongue in and out, slowly sucking the flavorful juices back into her mouth and letting them ooze into the back other throat.
They both did hungry, urgent jobs of ass-sucking and cunt-licking, probing their tongues back and forth, as new, hot throbs of climax began to pulsate and grow.
Together they experienced a sweet, satisfying orgasm which rippled outward, filling each nerve of their bodies with exploding release, gasped wetly into the recesses of each other's pussies, each moment seeming to glow brighter than the last.
"God, that made me thirsty!" Tammy said a few moments later. "How about some wine?"
Jennifer nodded sleepily, unable to move.
Tammy crawled out of the bed and went back into the living room. She picked up the bottle of wine and the two glasses. She turned and then stopped. "To hell with it," she said, putting the glasses back down. "We'll rough it."
She came back into the bedroom and knelt between Jennifer's legs. She tipped the bottle of wine, pouring out a small portion on the girl's tits. Quickly, she lowered her face and licked the fluid into her mouth, sucking on the large, white breasts.
She kept her mouth there and poured more wine, lapping it up with hungry movements. She collected a mouthful of wine and then clamped her lips around the hard nipples, sucking the liquid in and out of her mouth, then slowly drinking it down. She did this aver and over until she began to grow light-headed.
"Hey, you'd better do this too. I'm getting a little drunk!"
Jennifer sat up and took the bottle of wine and performed the save movements, drinking in the tit-flavored wine, sucking eagerly on Tammy's tits.
They took turns, passing the wine bottle back and forth until it was empty. They lay back, exhausted, satisfied and slightly drunk.
"God, this has been fantastic!" Jennifer said with a slight slur in her speech.
Tammy began laughing, feeling silly and girlish. She held Jennifer in her arms, her hands stroking the sweet-smelling flesh, occasionally lowering her face to lick and suck the creamy skin with her tongue and lips.
"You're everything I thought you would be," Tammy said.
"I have a friend you might like to meet… an actor," Jennifer said.
"Really?"
"Works at the community theater. He's playing the lead in a musical that's been running for a couple of weeks. He gave me tickets, but I never got around to going."
"If you're not going to use them, I'd like them," Tammy said.
"I'll call him and tell him you'll be there. You can go backstage and meet him. He's a real egocentric bastard, but, I guess with good reason. He's so damned good looking it's pitiful."
"Really?" Tammy said, interest in her voice.
"Oh, fuck him," Jennifer said, sitting up. "I'm going to get another bottle of wine."
As she reeled out of the-room, Tammy leaned back and looked at the ceiling, a smile playing on her lips.
"Fuck him, huh?" she said. "I just might do that."
CHAPTER FIVE
Not only was Brad Renfield an extremely talented actor, he was, indeed, good looking, just as Jennifer had said.
Tammy was backstage, along with several other admirers. She watched from the door as his fans eagerly approached him for autographs and advice. She chose not to wade through the throng, but to look on from a distance. He shot her a quick anile, and from his expression Tammy knew he was all male.
He was well over six feet tall, all muscle and sinuous angles. His hair was jet-black, framing a rugged, tanned face. His eyes were wickedly green, and any woman would have killed to have his lashes. His smile was easy and free, his mouth sensitive and wile.
She lowered her gaze to his chest, taking in the perfectly symmetrical beauty of his body. Her eyes dropped to his crotch, which was thick and full, the outline of his cock against the inside of his thigh.
He stepped away from his fans and approached Tammy.
"You know, I've been looked at by a lot of people in my day, but never the way you just did," he whispered.
"What do you mean?" Tammy asked casually, although her heart was pounding furiously. He was even more handsome up close.
He looked at her for a few seconds and then said slowly, giving her a penetrating gaze, "It was like you were stalking prey."
"Perhaps I am," Tammy said quietly.
He laughed then. "You've come to tame the lion?"
"Exactly," Tammy said with a nod.
"You'd better watch out," he said. "Sometimes the lion eats the tamer!"
"I'm counting on that!" Tammy said, her heart beating even faster. She looked cool as a cucumber, but inside she was terrified.
He gave her a dark look and said with a soft, mellow voice, "You're pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"
"Right again," Tammy said.
"Lions can bite, you know," he said, his forefinger touching the tip of her chin.
His touch caused a marvelous ripple of pleasure to throb into Tammy's pussy, but she maintained her control. She looked at him evenly.
"I'll have you purring like a kitten before the night is over," she said.
"Even kittens have claws," he said, puffing her close.
"I'll try to remember that," she said. "Now let's get the hell out of here."
"My goodness," he said in mock surprise. "The lady talks like she's got a whip in her hand!"
They walked from the dressing room and out of the theater, each silently sizing the other up. Tammy's mind was running a mile a second, wondering why she had been so brazen, so Goddamned bold! She certainly wasn't the same girl she was a couple of weeks ago. She thought, if this keeps up, I'll probably just skip the small talk and rape people in parks! The thought made her chuckle.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Just wait," she said, "you'll find out."
They lay on the large brass bed, their naked flesh molding together in a warm, sensuous embrace.
"God, your body is nice!" Brad said, stroking his hands over the rich contours of her hips and thighs. "So tight and delicious!"