older woman’s knowledgeable tongue found the erect little nerve-bud and sucked it up into her soft warm mouth.
“Aaaggghhh… ooohhhhh…” Joan wanted to shriek in a mindless delight as she eagerly punched her pelvis up against Aunt Sara’s face. Never had the younger woman experienced such exquisite pleasure, she thought, as her shamelessly aroused body took command. Why was it so much more exciting than when John did the same thing?
Sara hurled her face in the wet hair-lined furrow of her niece’s warmly perfumed cunt, licking and sucking as though she would never stop, all the while forcing the young woman’s unresisting knees back farther toward the sheet-covered mattress beside her tossing head. Suddenly, she pushed them down and pressed them to the bed, holding her in a doubled-up position to give her deeper access to the excitedly quivering cuntal flesh.
Joan was writhing now in an overwhelming state of lust. Unbelieving she tried to open her eyes to see how her aunt was doing it, but it was too much of an effort. That wonderful licking down there between her thighs was driving her to a peak of rapture so wanton and lewd that she no longer cared about anything but the ecstatic happiness devouring her helpless flesh.
She could hear, from somewhere a long distance away, the shrilly pleading voice, sounding almost insane in its babbling, which was saying over and over again, “Sara… Sara… oh Sara… beautiful… lick there… oh yes… there, too! Oh… oh…” Even she didn’t recognize
the lust-hoarsened croak of rapture as being her own voice.
Joan’s breath had increased in volume and tempo until now it was just one long rasping sound that sawed in and out of her constricted throat in rhythm to the thrusts of her aunt’s tongue of fire lapping at her vagina. She was incapable of thinking of anything else, gasping as the expertly probing tongue fucked in and out of her ecstatic cunt again and again, plunging into her like a little red penis, bringing a joy she had never known before.
Sara licked and sucked at the wet scented flesh of her young niece’s pulsating cunt while her fingers moved to the distended nipples of the girl’s ripely upthrust breasts and began to knead them again with a ferocious desire.
A myriad of wild sensations were rippling through her, when Joan moaned, “Ooohhhh… sooo great… ohhhhhhhh! as her overwhelming delight increased in intensity until she thought she would scream. No longer was she aware of her actions as she reached out, and almost frantically grabbed Sara’s long dark hair and pulled the woman’s face in closer to her passion-drenched pussy. “Suck it… Sara… oh goddamn, suck it… yes… yes. Now stick your tongue into my… Aaaggghhhh!”
The dark-haired older woman worked with a passion that rapidly set her own body aflame. The sweet heady aroma of the younger woman’s hotly throbbing cunt was acting as a stimulant to drive her on to a more frantic sucking. As complete wantonness overcame her sensitivities, Sara buried her tongue as far as she could into the warm clasping depths of her niece’s succulent pussy, her lips nibbling at the swollen vaginal lips as she used the tip of her nose to rub the squirming young blonde’s lust-distended clitoris. She nudged at the erect little nub in unison with her plunging tongue as it dug into Joan’s wildly writhing cuntal passage.
Sara began licking more powerfully now as her own fevered arousal ran rampant through her loins, and there were times when she thought she would lose her breath, for she simply couldn’t believe the wanton reaction she was getting from her young niece.
At the same time, Joan could feel the warmth spreading deeper, even deeper into the tingling belly, the velvet electricity shooting through her womb like a powerful current arcing and sparking throughout her entire sensitive nerve system. She could feel the familiar tingles of her impending orgasm… so strong… so eager to come forth.
Now that fantastic sensation was ballooning inside her pussy, and she sought it out, pushing it back, chasing it, evading it! And then giving word to it, she screamed, “Ahhhhhh…ooohhhhh… God… yes… don’t stop… don’t AAIIIEEEEE! Jesus Christ…”
Oh fuck, Sara thought, it’s killing me… I’m going to die if I don’t get something inside my pussy. Panting, she slipped her right hand down to her own feverishly pulsating vagina and rammed two fingers hard up into her aching wet pussy flesh. She began frantically sawing her outstretched fingers in and out of her hungry cunt, scraping them across her sensitively throbbing clitoris. Immediately she realized that she was so hot it would take only seconds for her to climax. The excitement of tongue-fucking her young niece in unison with her fingers moving in and out of her own wildly jerking cuntal passage brought the first zephyrs of release rippling up inside her own belly.
Wave after wave of pure sexual ecstasy – almost too incredibly intense to live through – surged and roared through Joan’s nakedly convulsing body. Instead of subsiding, the unbearable pleasure grew even greater in strength until she thought she would surely lose her mind, that every tingling, wildly jangling nerve center was shorting out and would be of no use to her ever again. She was lost in the glory of an orgasm that towered over her like a roiling flash of thunder about to fall in all its elemental fury down over her head.
Sara felt the young wife’s pussy begin to flower and flood with her heated vaginal juices, and she knew that the climax she had worked for was upon the writhing blonde. She thrust her tongue in and out of the girl’s sweetly flowing pussy in rapid succession as she now fucked three fingers back and forth into her own cunt.
Abruptly then, Joan reached the pinnacle of her ecstasy, and her nakedly writhing body spasmed upward, reared backward, almost breaking her doubled-up body apart. Her hands brutally held Sara’s face pressed into her exploding vaginal slit, almost suffocating the older woman with her hot cuntal flesh as she moaned out her orgasm, “Aaagg-ggghhhhh… I’m ccumm… I’m ccuuummm… I’m ccuuummmming!”
Sara felt Joan’s contracting pussy muscles and heard the guttural sounds of her climax as the perfumed orgasmic fluids flooded around her thrusting tongue, forcing up into her nasal passage, and streaming down her chin, but she held her mouth tightly glued to the blonde girl’s wildly jerking flesh.
Feeling her own climax tearing through her twitching vagina like swirling clouds, she mumbled out her pleasure into the swollen pussy lips of the young housewife writhing beneath her lewdly invading tongue. Her own fingers danced over her own clitoris while she continued to lap the honeyed dew from her moaning young niece’s cunt.
Wave after wave of satisfying release surged through her kneeling body while she began to suck again at the still quivering nubbin of Joan’s clitoris.
“Oh no… nooooo… I can’t stand it… ooohhhhh…” Joan began to gasp, her orgasm still rippling through her. She tried to pull Sara away by tangling her fingers into her raven-black hair, but the older woman clamped her mouth down hard with a suction that paralyzed the young niece’s hands.
“Ag-ag-aaaggghhhhh… I’m ccuuummmming… again… cum… again… Aaiiiieeeee… “ she raved, her entire body convulsing and jerking as though she had touched a high voltage wire.
Sara exalted at the power of her young niece’s climaxes as she slowly and expertly licked the full length of the sweet vaginal slit, sucking all the cum up into her hungering mouth, reveling in its heady’ taste.
And then, reluctantly she withdrew her fingers from her own pussy, and with trembling hands, lowered the young woman’s weakly trembling hips to the bed. Satisfied that she had proved her point, the scheming widow sat on her haunches staring down in triumph.
Distorted sounds of sexual satisfaction were coming from her exhausted niece as she gasped out the last dying embers of her forbidden pleasure. Joan’s breathing gradually slowed, but she remained unmoving with wide-flung arms and lewdly spread thighs… and there was an unfathomable look on her lovely face as she slept.
Sara collapsed slowly, relaxed in her own satiation, she rolled to the bed beside Joan and seconds later was asleep.
Thus they lay until the ringing of the doorbell, forced Joan to return to consciousness. She trembled with fear as she stared at the naked body of her aunt lying beside her. God! What if John had forgotten his keys… and was already home?
She slowly staggered to her feet and rushed to the bedroom window to see who was at the door. She sighed with relief as she saw Laurie Kent from next door, standing impatiently ringing the buzzer.
Joan returned to the bed on trembling knees and collapsed backwards, her thoughts going wild. She had actually enjoyed the lesbian act her aunt had performed on her… enjoyed it more than anything she’d ever known before. She couldn’t understand her overpowering climax… climax? Climaxes! She truly believed if Sara hadn’t stopped when she did, the orgasms would have continued on and on until she died of sheer rapture.
