Bob sank to his knees and buried his face in her quim. He sucked with gusto and Colleen began to vibrate all over. Rising to his feet, fully dressed but with his cock sticking out of his fly, he pushed his cock up her cunt.
Colleen wriggled on his spike.
The table creaked as Bob began to put the prong to her with vigor.
He groaned, trembling.
Then he filled that sexy lunchbox with a hot lunch, a creamy confection that poured out and thrilled her to the core, and her cunt turned to foam in response.
He pulled his dick out of her. Cum and cunt juice ran down her crotch and onto the table.
"Now will you go to work?" she asked.
"Yep. But keep that pussy hot for me, baby… I'll want some more when I get home."
Bob departed. He had forgotten his sandwich.
There was nothing else to eat in the house and Colleen figured she might as well have it for her own lunch. She took a bite. It was rather dry. She had used the last of the mayonnaise.
Maybe I should have let him shoot into the sandwich, she thought. It would certainly taste juicier! And then she thought, it's a hell of a situation when a girl has to use cum to moisten bread! How in hell will we ever get any money when all Bob wants to do is lie in bed and fuck and suck?
There was no coffee left.
Colleen figured she would get dressed and stop by Carol's… At least she would get a free cup of coffee.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Colleen usually stops over for coffee when Bob goes to work," Carol said. "We can ask her about using her apartment then."
"I hope we can arrange it soon," Jennifer said. Now that she had decided to have an affair, she was desperate to get on with it.
Carol regarded her with a strange expression.
"You really are hot, aren't you?" she said. "Hell, yes. I haven't had a proper fuck for ages. Masturbating doesn't really help. To tell the truth, finger fucking myself only makes me hornier."
Carol was still regarding her with that curious look.
"There are other possibilities," she said, averting her gaze far a moment, then lifting her eyes again with that speculative look still there.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, nothing."
"You had something in mind," Jennifer said.
Carol hesitated. She poured more coffee, obviously just to be doing something. She got up and moved to the railing, looking off into the distance.
She said, "When I was at college…"
Jennifer was staring at her, wondering what in hell her neighbor was talking about. What on earth could cause Carol to act so hesitant, almost embarrassed?
Suddenly Jennifer got the idea.
For a moment she looked startled. Then she smiled and said, "I'm not shy. You can tell me, Carol… whatever it is…"
Carol turned around and the two women looked at each other. They both knew, then, what they were talking about…
"Tell me about college," Jennifer whispered.
Holding that steady gaze, Carol said, "I had a roommate, Holly her name was. A sexy little thing! One night we had a few drinks and she crawled into bed with me…"
"Oooooh," Jennifer whimpered.
"She wasn't a lesbian or anything, nor was I, of course. It was just that we were both a little tipsy and horny and she got into bed and…"
"Tell me. What did you do?"
Jennifer was so obviously interested in that Carol lost the last shreds of her inhibition and embarrassment.
She said, "We just started playing with each other's titties. We were giggling, just fooling around at first. But it felt so good that we both got hot. She started sucking on my nipples. And I… I sucked hers, too. And that made us hotter. Then we began to finger fuck each other. Oh… I shouldn't be telling you this."
"Tell me! Tell me!"
Carol grinned, then said, "We wound up going down on each other. She did me first. Then I did her."
Jennifer was squirming with vicarious lust. She could feel her pussy steaming between her slick thighs.
"Was it nice?" she whispered.
"Ummm, yes. After that, we used to eat each other out quite often. There was nothing emotional about it, just affectionate and… passionate… and quite handy as well."
Jennifer started to speak and had to pause to clear her throat. Then she said, her voice husky, "Carol, why did you tell me about that?"
"Don't you know?"
"I… guess so."
"If you wanted to… I mean, you told me how frustrated you are, and I'm pretty frustrated, too, and… well maybe we could take care of each other, huh?"
Jennifer did not hesitate.
"Yes," she said, "Let's do it right now!"
"Why not?" said Carol.
"Why not, indeed?"
The two horny neighbors went into the house.
Jennifer could hardly believe this was happening to her but her pussy was bubbling between her thighs as she followed Carol into the bedroom.
"You won't regret this afterwards?" Carol asked.
"No," Jennifer reassured her.
They were facing each other, some distance apart, the bed between them. Carol, staring hard at Jennifer, pulled her tee shirt off and let it drop to the floor.
Jennifer began to pant. She had never seen her friend's tits before. She stared at them. They were small, but they pushed out invitingly and the nipples were large and swollen.
Carol unsnapped her jeans. They unfolded open in a vee across her slender belly, exposing the top of her pubic wedge. She began to tug them down inch by inch. They were tight and she squirmed her hips as she dragged them down.
Her crotch appeared. Her pubic hair was short and curly, like the hair on her head. Gazing down at the woman's crotch, Jennifer thought: My God! I'm going to go down on Carol! I really am!
Carol stepped from the jeans. Stark naked, she turned slowly through a full circle, letting Jennifer admire her willowy body from all angles.
The insides of her lean thighs were damp.
"I want you," Jennifer whispered.
She gazed hungrily at Carol's loins and Carol gasped, as if Jennifer's eyes were physically caressing her, that hot gaze stoking the fires of her passion.
"Undress," she said.
Jennifer drew her cotton dress over her head.
Her big tits thrust out, the cleavage deep between the smooth globes and her nipples as stiff as Carol's.
Squirming as Carol had done with her jeans, Jennifer pushed her panties down and stepped from them.
Her bush was thicker than Carol's, and darker.
Both cunts were as juicy as cunts can get. They slowly moved towards each other, as if dragged together by some carnal gravity or pulled by erotic suction. They stood belly to belly, breast to breast, not touching yet, still savoring the preliminaries. But the delay in making contact had nothing to do with any last-minute reservations or hesitation… Both women wanted nothing more than to sample the delights of each other's body.
Carol leaned forward.
She kissed Jennifer on the lips.
Their mouths brushed together lightly for a moment, their lips barely touching.
Then they ground together hard. Carol's tongue slipped into Jennifer's mouth and Jennifer started to suck on it. Jennifer was dazed with desire. She had never known that a mere kiss could be so exciting. She knew that the naughtiness of the situation must be the reason why she was so thrilled, but she didn't give a damn what the reason was, anyway.
She began to stroke Carol's slim flanks. Carol arched her back and pressed her firm tits against Jennifer's big, soft globes. They moved together, bellies grinding, thighs intertwining. Their hot nipples shifted over their counterparts, branding each other with the glowing mark of lust. Sinuous, sensuous, they wrapped around each other.
Jennifer moved her hands over Carol's hips and cupped her pert ass, drawing the girl's loins tight to her own so that their bushy mounds were pressed together, the hairy triangles fitting like adjacent pieces of a carnal jigsaw puzzle.