pussy was forgotten as Rose's soft and soothing tongue pressed into the wet folds of her cunt.
Ann wrapped her legs around her friend's head as Rose sent her tongue deeper into her cunt. Her tongue was reaching up the dark cave, licking the tender, drooling walls. Around and around the strong tongue lapped and twisted while the heavy cream ran down Rose's throat.
Rose put her hands under Ann's thighs and lifted them higher. This brought Ann's asshole out from the valley it had been hiding in. The tightness of the corset seemed to squeeze the puckered hole out. Rose moved her mouth down Ann's gash towards the distended bung. Her lips met the puckered flesh and her tongue came out and touched the center of the ring. As Ann held her breath in gripping lust, Rose forced her tongue up the tight sleeve of her asshole. She stuffed her tongue as far in as she could and began wiggling it around as fast and wildly as the tight confines of that chamber would allow.
Ann's moans were muffled by the tit which she was still sucking as Rose's tongue drove her wild. She worked the muscles in her ass with as much energy as Rose was exerting on her ass through her tongue. Ann tried to stick her asshole out even farther than it already was so Rose could get her tongue higher up the funky tube. Rose's teeth were already pressing into the flesh surrounding the brown hole.
When Rose instinctively knew that she had brought Ann as far as she could by way of her asshole, she withdrew her tongue and went to work on her cunt once again. Ann was moaning steadily and loudly by this time, and Rose was going to bring her to a crashing climax. She covered the squirming pink interior of her cunt with broad, powerful swipes of her tongue, lapping her like a horse lapping a salt lick. Each wipe of her tongue covered the whole soaking mess of her cunt meat. The inner lips were pressed and stroked up to her dit, which was petted roughly by the lashing tongue.
Ann's face was screwed up in an expression of advanced ecstasy. She had dropped her tit as she lost control of her muscles and her entire body quivered. Her breath charged in and out of her lungs as her chest heaved and strained against the tight wrapping of the comet.
'Ah! AAHHH!' Ann's voice rose in a crescendo of lust.
Rose gave Ann her best and Ann exploded in a burst of joy. Her body jerked, and Rose eased up on her lapping. Rose got up and sat don on the couch next to her limp lover. Putting her arms around Ann, she held her while she recovered from the strain of coming. Ann wanted to return the cunt-lapping, and soon she was ready.
Ann pushed Rose into a reclining position and sank down between her legs. She rested her cheek on the nylon panties that covered Rose's crotch. Ann had a sense of style and she knew what Rose liked, so she slowly stuck her fingers into the crotch of the panties and grabbed the wet material in her fist. Then., with a mighty tug, she ripped the crotch right out of the garment, leaving the top of it around Rose's waist, hanging in tattered shreds around her belly and ass.
Ann heard Rose gasp in shocked surprise at her violent outburst. To keep things ever-changing, she once again became docile and tender. Ann rubbed her lips on the coarse pile of pubic hair that covered Rose's plump cunt-mound. The mist of evaporating cunt squeezings rose from her hot gash and covered Ann's face with its warmth. Ann slowly brought her mouth to that oozing cunt-mouth and stuck her tongue in it.
Ann was every bit as good at pussy-eating, as Rose, and she gave her as thorough a job as she had received. It was a slow starting, but rapidly increasing tongue-lashing that left Rose gasping and wailing in senseless ecstasy.
When both of them had had enough for a whi1e, they lay on the couch in each other's arms and talked. Rose offered to make dinner for both of them, and they decided to take in a movie that evening.
Rose made a delicious dinner and they polished off a bottle of wine with it. They sat on the couch once again and browsed through the entertainment section of the newspaper. There were several new porno flicks in town, and they finally picked one out. Before they left, Rose rolled a few fat joints to smoke on the way to the show. They got into the Jag, and the two sped off to the movies, their hands on each other's crotches and the joint of pot passed back and forth.
CHAPTER SIX
Ann was excited about seeing the movie. After a lot of flicking and sucking, it was nice to relax and watch other people doing it for a while. Once in a while she even picked up a new trick, but not terribly often. After all, when a woman has devoted the last twenty years of her life to sex, there wasn't too much she hadn't tried at least once. Still, sex technique was an infinite art, and there was always something new.
The theater was fairly crowded, but they found two seats near the front. They both liked sitting close to the screen so they could see every hair and every gone bump. The movie started and the two women settled down to watch. The characters were young and good-looking, and Ann didn't have any trouble getting into the spirit of the film. She imagined herself playing every role. Rose was a more vociferous movie fan, and she whistled and yelped and applauded at everything in the film that turned her on, mainly the perky chicks.
As they sat watching a scene that showed a man fucking two young girls, Ann was so engrossed that she imagined she felt the man's hand on her hip. The illusion was so real that she couldn't believe it. On closer examination, it turned out that there really was a hand on her hip. It belonged to the guy sitting next to her. At first she didn't know what to do. She thought of telling Rose about it and having her punch the guy out, but she didn't want to act rashly. She looked over at the guy and found that he was a nice-looking and relatively young stud. Maybe she should take advantage of the situation, she thought.
She let the guy was her side for a while, then leaned towards Rose so she could lift the ass-cheek near the guy, giving him access to her bottom, if he wanted to take advantage of it.
He did. Taking Ann's movement as an invitation, he slipped his hand under her and felt the warm fullness of her ass. Ann was beginning to enjoy the guy's attention and her cunt was dampening her pants. She wondered if the guy could feel the moisture through her clothing.
She had put her crotchless panties on again before leaving Rose's place, and she was flying to figure out bow she could manage to get this guy's fingers in her pussy. He was pushing his fingers against her cunt and it felt peat, but that wasn't enough for her; she wanted to feel his fingers in the wet fold of her snatch.
Slyly, she unfastened her pants and loosened the waistband. Tugging the top of the pants down on the side where the guy was sitting, she provided an entrance for his hand. He didn't fail to notice, and in a second, he pulled his hand out from under her and stuck it in her pants.
There wasn't much room in her tight-fitting jeans and the guy had to wiggle his hand around and shove hard to get to the region of her cunt. When he did, though, and found that her underpants had no crotch, he dove right in with his strong fingers.
Ann gasped as she felt him enter her twat. He knew what to do with a hot cunt and Ann started getting the rewards of her generosity immediately. Ann lifted the leg near the guy and put her foot on the back of the seat in front of them so he had a little more room to maneuver in. He was sticking one finger after another in her until he had all four fingers tucked in her soaking twat. He had to leave his thumb out considering the difficulty of the situation.
Ann wanted to spread the joy, so she reached for Rose's belt and unfastened it. In another minute, her fingers were creeping into her girl friend's match. She copied every move the boy made in her cunt, in Rose's. When he slipped his middle finger up her tunnel, she did the same to Rose. Meanwhile, they were getting off on the movie, too.
With the visual excitement of the film and the tactile stimulation she was getting from the guy's fingering and the thrill of fingering Rose, Ann was having a ball. Electric waves of pleasure were rising in her and she knew she would have to have this guy bring her off. Being fair about it, she put her hand in his lap and felt the hard bone in his pants. The guy unzipped his fly and she pulled his rod out. Then, as he massaged the interior of her cunt, she stroked his prick. She pulled the loose skin up and down with a steady rhythm. Now both her hands were busy giving sexual rapture to two different people. It made Ann feel great to be handing out so much pleasure. The fingers in her cunt were making her feel pretty good, too.
Rose wanted to repay Ann and reached for her cunt. When she began probing, though, she found the area taken care of. She looked at Ann and they smiled gleefully at each other. The owner of the fingers in Ann's cunt
