could feel the first trickles of new moisture dampening the lips of her sex – wetness that she now knew was not perspiration at all!
Doris drew away from her mouth, cupping the back of Sally's head with her free hand. She pressed downward, very slightly, and whispered:
'Would you like to suck my tits, baby?' Sally moaned her acquiescence, and fastened her lips around Doris' breast, cupping the other in her hand. She was astonished how pleasant it was, and delightedly teased the pebbly-textured nipple into urgent hardness, feeling the surrounding area contracting into tautness as the blood engorged the erectile tissue of the dark pink tip.
'Oh, baby, that feels so beautiful,' Doris sighed, stroking Sally's hair. She ran the blonde strands through her fingers dreamily. 'Oh, it's so good… Your mouth is so warm and wet and sweet… '
Her words increased the moisture flow from Sally's sex, and she shifted her head to take the other breast, working tenderly yet determinedly, tiny contractions of responsive pleasure shooting through her belly every time the other woman moaned her joyful thanks for the sensations the avidly sucking lips and flailing tongue bestowed on her.
Doris' other hand continued to massage Sally's buttocks, whose skin seemed generously endowed with tactile sensation. Her fingertips slipped into the cleft after a while, and one rested very lightly against Sally's asshole.
Sally started in surprise when that happened, and withdrew her mouth from Doris' breast, alert for what would happen next. That was another very taboo area according to the way she had been raised – but she could not deny that the touch felt extraordinarily pleasant.
Doris took her hand away and returned to stroking the firm flesh of the plump asscheeks, and Sally filled her mouth once more with the succulent flesh of Doris' breast.
'Are you getting hot, Sally?' Doris asked mischievously after a minute, knowing full well how unnecessary such a question was, not wanting to hear the answer.
Sally did not want to let go of the sweet flesh that filled her mouth, but she moaned in the back of her throat: it could only be assent.
Doris squirmed beneath her.
'Why don't you try lying on top of me for a while,' she suggested urgently.
Sally shifted around, still not letting go of the other woman's hard-nippled breast, and was enfolded tightly in the ardent embrace of Doris' arms and thighs and calves. She could feel the rough patch of pubic hair against her belly, and she writhed a little upwards so that it rubbed against her own.
'Oh yes, oh yes,' Doris moaned. 'Come where I can kiss you again, sweetheart!'
With a final avid caress of the firm, tight-tipped breast, Sally reluctantly took her lips away and set them upon Doris' open mouth. This time it was her tongue that made the eager inward excursion, urgently searching the other woman's fragrant mouth, exploring the softness of her tongue and the flesh that lined her lips, and the hardness of her teeth, the velvet of her cheek linings, the bland taste of saliva other than her own.
Doris' arms crushed her ever tighter, so that their breasts mashed almost painfully together. Her hips thrust upwards, increasing the pressure of Venus mound upon Venus mound.
She pulled her lips away from Sally's and gasped with eager anxiety:
'I want to eat your pussy, Sally – let me! Now!'
The words almost sent Sally into orgasm, so powerful, so lascivious was the promise they held. But she fought it down, and let Doris roll her over so that she was lying on her back, waiting with eager submission.
Doris crawled down the bed and urged Sally's thighs apart. She slid her hands beneath them, and raised them so that they rested on her shoulders.
'Relax,' she gasped. 'Just relax and – let me – '
Sally shut her eyes tightly, quivering with anticipation, that jerked violently when the silken dagger of Doris' tongue tip probed her tight inner lips, then swept upwards along the little valley and flicked almost unbearably over her swollen and throbbing clitoris.
'Ohhh,' she moaned sweetly.
Her whole body tensed, ready to explode in ecstasy.
But Doris was by no means ready to let her reach her climax so easily and so soon!
Maddeningly, the moist, soft-hard probe flickered away from Sally's pussy and wetly explored the crevices where her thighs joined her body. Sally squirmed, whimpering uncontrollably at the sensuous tickling.
'Nooo…' she gasped.
Doris ducked her head and started to nibble the richly swelling hemispheres of Sally's buttocks.
'Ohh – you're driving me crazy!' Sally whimpered, 'I – I can't stand it!'
Doris' exploring tongue slid into the deep cleft of Sally's ass crack and tickled the sensitive lining. Sally jerked and thrashed on the bed, unable to take any more, and thrust her crotch beseechingly against Doris' face.
Doris' hands caressed her thighs.
'Easy, easy, baby,' her soft voice murmured. 'No rush, just take it easy and enjoy… '
Doris parted the hair-covered lips with her fingers, and blew onto the exposed lining.
'Oooooh!'
'Let's see if your peehole likes to be loved!' Doris teased her, and Sally jerked wildly again as the questing tongue tip shaped itself into a point and thrust against the tiny opening. The feeling was incredible!
'Doris! Ohh – it's – too – ohh – '
'It'll get better yet, chickie,' Doris promised her, a smug tone in her voice.
She licked up and around Sally's clitoris now, vibrating her tongue tip over the straining little organ, then sweeping tantalizingly away just before Sally's orgasm could break.
Then like a tiny cock it thrust into the tight. virginal bud of Sally's vulva, lapping up the lubricating juice that was now welling copiously out of the pulsating inner channel, then back up again to the throbbing nubbin of flesh, and again, just too soon, retreating…
'Oh, please! please!'
Doris' fingers dug almost painfully into Sally's buttocks, and as though echoing her actions, Sally cupped her own breasts and squeezed them just short of cruelty, while Doris' relentless tongue swept down her furrow and once again gathered up the other woman's overflowing juices.
The sensations from Sally's breasts met the tremors of ecstasy from her pussy and seemed to tie a knot of the most delicious tension deep in her belly.
In my womb, she thought hazily, and at that instant Doris' tongue began to vibrate on her clitoris again. And this time it stayed right there, working over and over the desperately engorged nub of tissue until the nerve endings erupted into. a volcanic shower of molten lava; her womb contracted in response, radiating deep, slow waves of wonderful sensation throughout the whole network of the nerves of her body…
'Good?' Doris asked, smiling down at her fondly when she at last managed to open her eyes.
'Oh,' Sally gasped weakly. 'It was just wonderful.'
'You're very responsive, you know,' Doris told her.
Sally smiled up at her wordlessly.
Then someone pounded on the door.
'Hey, aren't you two broads ever gonna get up?' Willy's voice demanded. 'Us guys are gettin' horny – not to mention hungry.' He snickered. 'An' do I have somethin' hot for Miss Avalon to eat this morning!'
'Shit,' Doris said savagely.
'G'mon, willya? Jake says to get yer asses movin' an' stop goofin' off.'
His footsteps retreated away down the stairs.
Doris shrugged.
'Well, I guess that's it for the moment,' she said resignedly, and climbed off the bed. 'I guess I'll take a shower and start fixing breakfast while you get dressed. You can use any of my stuff you want – there's a hairbrush I don't use in the dresser drawer, and you can borrow any of my clothes that'll fit you, If you want a change. I brought your underwear for you, but I guess you'll need some clean panties, anyway.' She frowned thoughtfully. 'Better wear them, but you'll probably be more comfortable if you don't bother about a bra. Your tits are likely to get quite a lot of handling and there's no use getting yourself all tangled up in straps and stuff. Wear
