'Okay, baby, I can wait,' Rose said and put Ann down.
Rose pulled her clothes off until she was naked. Her figure was solid but shapely. Her tits were even bigger than Ann's, but they didn't have the springiness and firmness of Ann's. Rose had a layer of padding under her smooth white skin, but it was spread around nicely and didn't hang off her body as it would have if she wasn't in such good physical condition. Her hips were ~wide, her ass was full and had a sag that matched that of her fits. When Ann looked at her friend's hairy crotch, her mouth began to water with the memory of sucking that juicy slice of pie.
Rose watched with bulging eyes as Ann took off her sexy undies and kept her eyes on her as Ann walked around the room. As her tits rose and fell heavily with her movements, Rose had to restrain herself from running over to her and grabbing those bobbing jugs.
The two lezzies began pawing through the pile of underwear. Ann picked out a pair of old-style panties. They were made of pink silk, and fit her loosely. Aim began modeling the panties for Rose, who watched her with rapt attention. Ann walked one way, then the other with her hands on her hips. She turned her back on Rose and gave her a good view of her back and ass. The pink silk hung over Ann's firm, round ass, giving it a half-hidden, but sexy look. Then Ann walked to the couch and sat on the arm, drawing one leg up. The loose pant leg exposed Ann's curly pussy hair. to Rose's lascivious gaze. Ann noticed the effect she was having on her lesbian lover and played the role to the hilt. Getting up, she held her tits in her hands and walked towards Rose. When she saw that Rose was about to. leap at her, she backed away.
Ann began to do a dance as she scuffled away from Rose's grasp. She shook her hi and Rose could see her ass-cheeks quivering under the silk of. the undies, Ann moved her shimmy up her body so her hips stopped and her tits started. The big globes vibrated and slapped against each other. Without stopping her dance, Ann pulled the panties off and put on a different pair. These were a pair of bikini panties that were too tight for her. She stopped dancing and pulled them up tight against her crotch. They dug into her sides and ass, creasing Ann's soft hips. Rose was struck dumb at the sight.
Ann walked around the room in the tight undies and enjoyed the way they squeezed her. She looked at herself in a minor that hung on a wall. She could see her cunt outlined clearly under the sheer fabric. Hairs stuck out of the leg holes.. Turning, Ann looked over her shoulder at her nylon-encased ass. The panties compressed her checks like sausages in a tight casing. The material stretched taut over the crack between those cheeks. Ann grabbed the waistband of the garment and pulled them up as she squatted down, causing the crotch of them to slip into the crack of her cunt and ass. She felt the twisted rope of nylon crotch material pressing on her clit and cunt- lips. Her face reflected the wave of passion that the feeling in her cunt sent through her. She pressed her asshole out and felt the cool nylon on the puckered opening.
Looking at Rose told Ann that the sight of her wearing those too-tight panties in that weird way was giving her as much pleasure as she was getting from wearing them that way. Rose stared at Ann's cunt-lips spread on each side of the nylon crotch, and licked her lips. Ann stripped them from her suddenly and threw them into Rose's face. Rose caught the tiny panties, pressed them to her mouth and nose, and inhaled deeply. The funky odor of her friend's pussy filled her head. The warm, wet crotch moistened her lips with the juice picked up in Ann's cunt.
As Rose was miffing the wet undies, Ann was once again looking through the pile on the floor, looked at herself in a minor that hung on a wall. She could see her cunt outlined clearly under the sheer fabric. Hairs stuck out of the leg holes.. Turning, Ann looked over her shoulder at her nylon-encased ass. The panties compressed her checks like sausages in a tight casing. The material stretched taut over the crack between those cheeks. Ann grabbed the waistband of the garment and pulled them up as she squatted down, causing the crotch of them to slip into the crack of her cunt and ass. She felt the twisted rope of nylon crotch material pressing on her clit and cunt- lips. Her face reflected the wave of passion that the feeling in her cunt sent through her. She pressed her asshole out and felt the cool nylon on the puckered opening.
Looking at Rose told Ann that the sight of her wearing those too-tight panties in that weird way was giving her as much pleasure as she was getting from wearing them that way. Rose stared at Ann's cunt-lips spread on each side of the nylon crotch, and licked her lips. Ann stripped them from her suddenly and threw them into Rose's face. Rose caught the tiny panties, pressed them to her mouth and nose, and inhaled deeply. The funky odor of her friend's pussy filled her head. The warm, wet crotch moistened her lips with the juice picked up in Ann's cunt.
As Rose was miffing the wet undies, Ann was once again looking through the pile on the floor.
This time she picked out an old corset. As she pulled it up, it seemed that it would never stop coming; it was a long piece of heavy material covered with buttons and snaps, and miles of laces hung from it. Rose rushed over and helped Ann put it on. It was designed to be a bra and a girdle, and it covered everything in between. The bra part of it was way too small, but Ann tried to stuff her tits into it anyway. They overflowed the confines of the old thing and she managed to keep her nipples just within it.
Rose started lacing it up her back and Ann inhaled so she could draw it tight. As she laced it down, the corset hugged Ann's body from her tits to her crotch. When Rose finished lacing it up, she stepped back to look at it. Ann turned slowly in a circle, giving them both a good look at her in it. Ann stared at her comet-clad body in the minor. She saw her tits bulging out of the top, her nipples rising like the sun over the horizon. The comet held her tightly and made her look a lot thinner than she really was. The garment flared with her hip but held her belly in and her ass was held solid and immobile. The bottom of her pubic triangle could be seen below the bottom of the comet. With her. back to the mirror, Ann looked over her shoulder and saw the round bottoms of her ass-cheeks peeking out from under the strange outfit.
Rose came up to her and ran her hands over the thick material of the comet, feeling Ann's body wrapped within. She put her arms around Ann and held her lightly against her body. She kissed her passionately. Ann kissed her back with equal vigor. There tongues came together in a wrestling match between their open lips. Ann felt Rose's fingers on the bottoms of her ass that hung out under the girdle. Her fingers crept closer and closer to the oozing gash between her legs. Ann's body began trembling with lust.
Rose let her lover go, ran over to the pile and searched through it. Finally she picked out a few things and began putting them on. Ann watched while the pulled a black nylon pair of undies over her wide hips, and then strapped herself into a fight, elastic bra. Rose opened a drawer in a near-by table and pulled out a pair of scissors. Grabbing the bra by the tip of the cup, she pulled on it and cut it off. Ann was afraid she might cut her nipple off, too, but was relieved when she saw Rose's large brown nipple sticking out of the hole she had just cut. She did the same to the other cup, then walked back over to Ann with her nipples sticking out of the bra. Ann had to admit that she looked sexy as hell.
Again they embraced and kissed. It was strange to have someone in your arms and not be able to feel them directly, only through a thick layer of elastic. Ann was getting yew wet and anxious for Rose to get on with it.
She didn't have long to wait. Rose led her to a couch and sat her down. Ann lifted her legs and placed one up on either side of Rose's head. Rose knelt down in front of her and stand into her crotch. The hem of the corset framed the picture. Rose spread Ann's legs farther apart She looked at Ann's cunt and her mouth watered. Ann's cunt-lips were spread and the crooked ridges of the inner lips showed the shine of the love cream that coated the cunt interior. The cunt stuck out of the point where the inner lips came together. The dark cave was opened slightly and seemed to beckon to Rose. Beneath her pussy, her puckered asshole was tucked away between the mounds of her buns.
Rose kissed one of Ann's knees lightly, then the other. Gradually, she began kissing the tender skin inside her thighs, getting closer and closer to her steaming crotch. Ann sat there, as still as she could, while Rose's kisses sent tingling, erotic sensations up her spine. She couldn't help shivering as Rose's lips neared her twat.
When Rose did near her cunt, she stuck her tongue way out and ran the tip through the crease between her upper thigh and the soft mound of her cunt. She did that on both sides several times, then carefully stuck her tongue in the pink opening and very lightly touched the wet, flesh in there. Her tongue tip traveled over the slick skin just inside the opening from the front corner to the back. Ann's bristling hair tickled her nose and chin as she ran her tongue around the cunt-lips, getting closer to it with each trip around. Every time Rose's tongue passed over Ann's cut, a shiver ran through her.
While Rose was tickling her twat, Ann was playing with her own fits. She grabbed one in each hand and pulled them out of the comet. She moved them around in unison with the circles that Rose was making with her tongue in Ann's cunt. Her nipples were hard as rocks and pressed into her palms.
As Rose centered her licks on Ann's clit, Ann lifted one of her tits and sucked the hard, brown circle of tightly drawn flesh into her own mouth. Her head began to float, on the clouds of sexual pleasure. The soreness of her
