second. Let me just stick my hand down here and…'
Her hand didn't even make a pretense of wiping the stain, busy fingers instantly encircling themselves in the tendrils of my pubic bush as she began nabbing my cunt. Automatically I writhed under her touch, my thrusting hips arching my soggy pussy into the air. Her fingers slid into me, filling my pussy in a pumping motion that drove me wild.
As her thumb pressed against my clit, Miranda leaned forward and whispered in my ear, 'Now are you ready for the dildo… or do you want to lick my cunt first?'
Her boldness sent shivers down my spine, the rapid succession of events having reduced me to numbed pliancy. I was a prisoner to the feeling between my legs – a feeling which would only stop when another human being made me come.
As Miranda stroked my pussy, waiting for me to make up my mind between the dildo and her succulent cunt, it occurred to me that either a man or woman would do when I was this horny. In fact, I licked my lips thinking of the potential pleasure of making it with another woman, knowing that if we got it on she would experience the same sensations and emotions as I when we came together.
'Your cunt,' I gasped feverishly. 'I want your cunt.'
'The couch… the couch…' she crooned, moving backward and beckoning with her hands for me to follow. I followed like I was magnetized, unable to resist the glistening sheen of her trickling crotch and the fantastic tits poking in full detail through the transparent nightie.
Miranda kept moving backward until she bumped into the couch. Purposely tripping against it, she fell over so that she landed flat on her pretty ass in the separation between the two cushions. The impact of the fall splayed her long legs, both of them spread all the way to opposite ends of the sofa. Pinioned because of the drop between the cushions, her cunt stood out like a succulent piece of ripe fruit, a lush tropical melon some native had just whacked in half with a machete. I absolutely drooled… at both ends.
I tore off my blouse, exposing my heaving breasts, lusting to be naked with Miranda. Flying at her with kisses, I bathed her beautiful bare body with my lips and tongue. The kisses went lower and lower, trailing between her lustrous breasts and down across her taut belly. For a moment I paused at her navel, filling it with my hot, throbbing tongue.
Then lower still.
My hot breath steamed against the damp curls of her arousal-drenched bush. My tongue twisted in a relentless course through the silky pubic hair. Downward.
When my tongue found the pink pearl of her clit in the pungent furrow between her thighs, Miranda no longer had any alternative but to cry out in joy.
Crouching before Miranda's teeming crotch, I lifted her thighs to my shoulders. She helped me by raising her astonishingly flared hips, spreading her legs widely in the exciting process.
With my passionately wet target spread like an erotic fold-out in some incredibly lewd magazine, I threw my face into my indescribably pleasant task. My quick kisses traced the bulging lips of Miranda's pussy furrow, sacking the moisture that had irrigated her crotch like a flood. Eagerly my tongue licked up and down her slit, spreading the red pussy lips on the outside to reveal the pink lips within. Her cunt opened like an artichoke to me, more and more succulent as I got closer to the core.
As my tormenting tongue swirled the secret bud that was her clit, Miranda gasped chokingly, shuddering from the pleasure of my mouth on her pussy. The couch was an expensive one made out of solid oak, but right now Miranda's joyful writhing under my sucking had it shaking and hopping off the floor.
I pressed my face hard against Miranda's fantastically sweet pussy. Now my kisses centered on her throbbing clit. I suctioned the turgid joy-button between my lips, fluttering it with the erect tip of my tongue. All the while, the pungent scent of feminine sensuality filled my nostrils, the muskiest turn-on I'd ever smelled.
Leaving her clit for a moment, I began to lap my tongue up and down the sucking gash of Miranda's pussy. Her cunt was soon brimming with a combination of my spit and her love-juice, a concoction which I desperately tried to lick up. I pressed my lips to Miranda's cunt-mouth and licked fervidly.
The unceasing discharge from Miranda's berserk pussy filled my mouth with a taste so sweet it's a wonder I didn't contract diabetes. The lips of my mouth reaching out to seal the lips of her pussy, my tongue surged into her fucking canal, jabbing in and out like a tiny, twisting prick.
Miranda continued to moan in ecstasy, wriggling her ass in a shimmying frenzy on the couch. Her thighs quivered crazily against my buried face, seizing me like I was being attacked by a pair of berserk vibrators. The more she shook, the more her pussy juice spewed into my mouth, the sweetness gagging me with its frothy volume.
Then, with a shudder of excruciating delight, Miranda started to explosively come. Her orgasmic reflexes jolted and bucked her all the way across the couch, involuntarily pulling her cunt from my mouth, and then depositing her in a leg-spread heap on the floor. Following her, I dove for the hairy, drooling target between the perimeter of her golden thighs.
Immediately imprisoned in the maw of her hot, velvet pussy, I slid my tongue into Miranda's cunt, orally fucking her with a few last plunging strokes as she got her rocks off in my mouth. A fresh torrent of love-juice gushed out of Miranda's depths, as I gave her a long, sucking kiss. The stickiness cascaded through my lips and washed down my throat. I swallowed with delight, working my lips and tongue carefully to draw out the last morsel of feminine pleasure.
At last, Miranda fell back, temporarily exhausted from coming.
I rose from my kneeling position and smiled at my dazed neighbor. My lips, chin and cheeks were damp and glossy with the outpouring of her cunt. I lingered over her, my throbbing pussy oozing between my legs as they straddled her hips.
Slowly I bent my knees, carefully squatting and moving my body forward. My cunt slowly moved on a downward angle toward Miranda's panting mouth, my open slit so hot that my pussy juice seemed more like molten lava spewing out of a volcano. Oh, God, how I wanted my cunt on her mouth, her tongue lapping me toward orgasm until my pussy exploded as I had made hers do. I prayed she wasn't too tired.
Just before I bridged the last few inches between my pussy and her face, Miranda spoke, convincing me that I was not going to be disappointed within the next few minutes. 'Sometimes a woman understands how to give another woman pleasure better than a man… ever can,' she said, the breath from her words wafting hotly between my quivering thighs.
I grinned happily. 'Are you ready to make me a believer, Miranda? My pussy is about ready to explode. Only your tongue can put out the fire.'
'Okay,' she called up, her voice throbbing with restored vigor. 'Sit on my face.'
Instantly accepting her invitation, I squatted all the way down, my cunt plunging toward her awaiting mouth as I straddled her supine body. My brimming snatch swayed a fraction of an inch above her face, briefly teasing her, before it dropped all the way. At last her face was smothered with my wet pussy.
I could feel the lips of my pussy meeting Miranda's mouth, the experience sensational. I cried out and knotted my hands into tight fists, an instinctive reaction as Miranda's long tongue started to probe the depths of my wide-open cunt.
Miranda's eyes smiled up at my enraptured face mischievously. If her lips smiled, they were hidden by the canopy of my sucking pussy. I moaned and pressed my snatch down against Miranda's desperately suctioning mouth.
Whimpering and writhing, I practically flattened the back of Miranda's head against the carpet as I ground my crotch lustily against her face. Twisting like a dancer, I rubbed my pussy back and forth across her mouth, feeling her teeth rub gently across my labia and clit.
While I shivered uncontrollably, Miranda duplicated the oral thrills I had moments ago sent coursing up her cunt. The excitement was unbearable as Miranda's lips and teeth nipped at my clit. Her tongue lapped my slit and then stabbed into my cunt-mouth, alternately licking and orally fucking me.
Hopelessly inflamed by the rampage of Miranda's mouth, an orgasm was soon on me, the climax I had craved and prayed for. Waves of ecstasy tore through me. I sobbed and clamped my loins tightly over Miranda's face. Joy-juice poured from my cunt and into my neighbor's waiting mouth. I could hear her gurgle as my pussy juice slid down her throat.
My coming abating for now, I lifted my temporarily satisfied cunt from Miranda's beaming face. She looked
