reason at all to get mad. If she hadn't, but had enjoyed this one, then why should she get angry, especially if she hadn't tried very hard to stop it before she came.
'Didn't you enjoy it?' I asked.
'No,' Susan said. 'I've never had a woman touch me before.'
Mike and I laughed. Susan couldn't help herself. She laughed, too, and the tension melted away. 'I did enjoy it,' she admitted.
I had to remind myself that her quick changes from one extreme of emotion to the other were the result of her inexperience. At the same time she was both relatively innocent and a lusty young bitch in heat. She had often been truly reluctant, especially when I was in any way involved, either as spectator or participant, but she had little reluctance when she was with Mike alone. Nevertheless, although her hesitancy was often exasperating, I was relieved that her lust invariably triumphed. In fact, I had to admit that I found her vestiges of innocence slightly appealing.
I had been right about her inexperience with lesbianism. Fortunately, we had followed a cautious plan. Mike's first instincts had been correct, too, but luckily I had talked him out of his later plan to try a more direct course.
Susan started to get up. She took one step away from the bed, but Mike's voice stopped her.
'Where are you going?' he asked.
'Back to my bed. I enjoyed that, I really did,' she admitted. 'But I want to give you two some privacy,' she answered. Again, shyness had dominated over lust.
Mike smiled. 'Who wants privacy?' he asked.
Just then a heavy gust of wind rattled the windows extremely hard. The sun had gone down a moment before. Susan shivered and walked back to our warm bed. Again, her desires had triumphed over her shyness.
I welcomed Susan back to our bed. I wanted to reassure her, convince her that we needed her and wanted her. I ran my hands over the smooth flesh of her butt-cheeks. Then I slipped one hand underneath her and let it tickle her asshole. Susan wiggled as if she wanted to get away. Then she thought better of it and pressed herself down against my finger.
Mike grabbed my head and pulled it down to his prick. I began to suck on his cock, stretching my lips wide to accept his huge tool. I could taste my own cunt-juice on his prick.
Now we had nearly completed the triangle. I reached out and pushed Susan's head down to my pussy. Susan had never eaten pussy before. At first, her tongue probed hesitantly. After a few seconds, however, she began to lick my gash enthusiastically.
Anxious to complete the triangle, Mike grabbed Susan's thighs. He pulled her close and began munching on her cunt. Now we had achieved it – three-way sex as it should be – a mutually satisfying arrangement in which all three were giving and getting pleasure.
I had been waiting for days to feel Susan's mouth on my twat. There was something unbelievably erotic about the feel of her soft tongue on my cunt. Part of it was the tenderness with which she ate me, part of it the knowledge that she had never done it before. She didn't merely lick my cunt, she explored it. Her tongue probed every crevice, every recess of my hole. I started to come.
I tried to hold back, but it was impossible. I had been awaiting this moment for too long. I could only hope that Mike was too busy licking Susan's cunt and having his cock sucked for him to notice. There was no way that I could restrain myself.
My cunt overflowed with pussy-juice and my muscles squeezed Susan's tongue. I writhed back and forth, rubbing my gushing cunt against her face. Susan knew I was coming; there was no way she could have missed the signs. Instinctively, for I gave her no instructions, Susan moved to my clit. She tongued it gently at first, then harder and harder as my orgasm increased in intensity. Somehow, with no experience, she had acquired the skill of an experienced lesbian lover.
Susan reached orgasm soon after I did. As she came, she redoubled her efforts on my cunt. I worked even harder on Mike's cock as my come continued.
Encouraged by the two wild women around him, Mike shot a huge wad of jizz into my mouth. I tried to swallow it and choked slightly. Then I managed to gulp it down, at least most of it.
Cum running down my chin, I let Mike's prick slip out of my mouth. This had already been quite a weekend, I thought to myself. We had only been there two hours and our plan had worked!
This time, Susan didn't try to return to her own bed. She snuggled in between Mike and me. There was plenty of room in the bed, but a lot of it went to waste. The three of us slept very close together. Susan and I faced each other and slept with our arms around each other's bodies, our tits pressed together, our lips almost touching. Mike faced Susan's back. His arms reached around both of us, binding the three of us together.
It took me a while to fall asleep. Susan dozed immediately. I stayed awake savoring the feel of her body against mine. In the dim light, I could see her black beaver and her beautiful tits, the nipples pressed up against my own. I felt like waking her for hours more of uninterrupted sex, but I decided to let her rest. The car trip had been a long one. I wanted her to regain her energy for the rest of the weekend.
I finally napped for an hour or so. I didn't dream at all, or so it seemed. I'm sure that I didn't have the dream again.
When I awakened, Susan's body was pressed even closer to mine, her head resting on my shoulder, her warm breath on my cheek.
I reached my hand down to her twat and gently, very gently, tickled her clit. She moaned in her sleep.
'Mmmmmmm,' she moaned, still asleep.
I moved my finger back and forth a little harder.
'Ohhhh, that feels good,' she said sleepily. Her eyes opened.
I fingered her clit more rapidly.
'Lori, that feels great,' she panted in my ear.
Is there such a thing as too much of a good thing? At the time, I didn't think so. I still feel that way. There could never be too much of Susan, her delicious snatch and her probing, exploring tongue.
I pushed her face down to my pussy again. We bounced around as we shifted positions and Susan shrugged off Mike's arms.
Not surprisingly, Mike awakened. 'Couldn't wait, could you, girls?' he said, his voice betraying a little bit of cynical and scornful resentment.
We didn't even answer him. I kept fingering Susan's clit while she munched on my pussy. It was a delightful position and one that we would enjoy with slight modifications and with the frequent addition of Mike, for most of the weekend.
As adeptly as she had done before, Susan used her tongue to drive me wild. She found the most sensitive part of my clit and softly, ever so softly, tongued it. Meanwhile, I kept my finger in her hole, but bent down to use my own tongue on her tender clit.
The dream had indeed been an omen of good things to come. No position could have been as satisfying as that one, Susan's mouth working avidly on my cunt, my own tongue darting out to flick daintily, but steadily, at her clit.
Mike's resentment must have been building up, but he kept his anger from boiling over. I opened my eyes once to glance up at him. He had a hard-on, so I knew that his own arousal at the sight of our mutual cunt-lapping would cool his anger.
The orgasms I enjoyed with Susan that weekend were the best of my life. The first one had been tremendous, but the second was even better. My nerve endings felt so sensitive, so aware of each slight variation in the pressure she put on my clitoris.
As I approached orgasm, I felt as if my whole body were a cunt, as if Susan were devouring all of me at once. When the orgasm finally arrived, this sense of totality continued. The climax was not confined to my cunt. Instead, my whole body achieved that beautiful feeling, that heaven, that peak of passion. The usual signs were there: a blinding flash, my body thrashing about, my muscles tensing, screams escaping my lips, sounds bubbling out through the mouthful of juicy pussy between my lips. But there was something more, a feeling of well-being that came over me, a glow that suffused my body, my entire body, as I came.
I wanted to give Susan the best orgasm of her life, just as she was doing for me. I tried everything I knew. I
