Leslie threw herself down on the bed. She felt warm and cuddly. She could feel her delicious young breasts swelling. Her nipples were tingling. She moved over and made room for Catherine Dorchester.
"Oh, you smell so good!" Catherine exclaimed, putting her arms in back of her neck, stretching, her shirt opening all the way, exposing her naked breasts. She raised up her knees, then stretched again. This exercise had the effect of opening the bottom tails of the long shirt and revealing her soft, brown pussy hair, her lovely naked thighs.
"And you look good enough to eat," Leslie said, raising up on one elbow, her eyes caressing Catherine's glowing nakedness from her neck to her conical breasts, then lower, over her soft belly, circling around and then studying her beautifully defined patch of pussy hair growing so abundantly between her open thighs.
"So, know tell me all about it… everything… leave nothing out, honey," Catherine sighed, turning on her side to face Leslie.
"Well," Leslie began, and soon her fingers were caressing Catherine's bare titties as she talked on and on about she and her father, how he had gone down on her pussy, how thrilling it had been when he sucked on her exposed asshole. She told her how she had come and how his tongue whipped and teased, how his fingers probed and how he had sucked on her breasts until she was going insane with passion, one violent orgasm alter another sweeping over her trembling frame.
As she kept talking, Catherine had slid down lower on the bed. She had one hand inside Leslie's sheer nylon panties. Her fingers were curling Leslie's rich pussy hair. One finger would glide between Leslie's moist pussy lips and she would moan and open her thighs wider. Once Catherine slid a finger up in deep and Leslie screamed.
"Oh, honey… ohooooooooo, honey!"
Another time, and this happened while Leslie was spelling out the details of how her father had first licked her quivering pussy, Catherine was nursing on her breasts. Her lips covered the erect nipples, her teeth nibbling. Then her mouth opened really wide and Catherine swallowed her soft, snowy white breast. Leslie interrupted her story. She suddenly sat back. Then kneeling, she slipped her panties down to her knees.
"Oh, how beautiful!" Catherine had exclaimed.
Then Leslie crawled over Catherine and sat her bare buttocks down on Catherine's naked belly. Leslie began wiggling sensually, guiding Catherine's hands up so they could grasp her bouncing breasts, so Catherine's fingers could pinch and tease and squeeze her luscious flesh. She raised up and down slowly, loving the smacking noise of her naked buttocks as they struck Catherine's bare belly, and then up higher, on her breasts. As Leslie shifted up, higher and then higher until her gaping pussy was almost touching Catherine's chin, Catherine was still fondling and stroking Leslie's jiggling titties.
"This is just like riding a horse, honey," Leslie sighed, her breath coming faster. She loved the naked sensations, the smacking sound when her buttocks would smash down, and the tickling sensation when Catherine's pointy nipple would stab into her buttocks or the inside of her white thighs when Leslie would open her thighs wide and then place her hot, dampening pussy right over one of Catherine's breasts. She would squirm and ride on it vigorously, her cream coating the silky flesh of Catherine's breast, making her nipple glisten.
"Honey, stop a minute," said Catherine breathlessly. "Honey, kneel up just a bit higher yes, put your pussy right over my chin… oh, how lovely you smell, Leslie. I love how you smell, and your pussy's so pretty, so pink and fresh looking… oh, how pretty!" she sighed.
Then, before Leslie could react, Catherine plunged her open mouth right onto Leslie's hot crotch.
"Ohoooooo, Catherinnnnnneeeee, ohooooooo, yessssss, my oh my… my ohhhhhho!"
Catherine's eyes were dancing in her head. She used her tongue. She pointed it. She dived it between the luscious, moist pussy lips. They felt smooth on her darting tongue.
She used her lips. She kissed and licked. Then she opened her mouth really wide. Grasping Leslie by her hips, she pulled her crotch toward her perspiring face. She began to shove Leslie forward and backward gently, then more quickly as her tongue flashed and penetrated.
"Is this how he did it, honey… is this… is this how… he sucked your… your sweet pussy? Is this how… he jammed his tongue in? Ohooooooo, tell me… tell me, Leslie. Reach in back and stick your fingers up into me while while I suck you the way he… the way he sucked your cunt… ohoooooo, yessssssss. yessssssssss in deeper…put your fingers up harder… up deeper!!Oh my God, wiggle them, Leslie! Wiggle wig… wig… give it to me, Leslie, oh… wow… oh wow!"
Leslie was now sitting up on Catherine's face. Her upper body was twisted. As she rode her hot pussy all over Catherine's probing tongue, she used her left hand and fingers all over Catherine's yawning pussy, stabbing her fingers in, puffing them out, wiping Catherine's juices all over her own breasts, returning her fingers and fucking Catherine's cunt at the same time she felt her own pussy leaking profusely, able to see her rich shining juices coating Catherine's chin, her cheeks and her nose and mouth.
"Oh… you're making me come… Leslie! You're making me come! Yes! Yes! Oh, wow! Oh shit… ohooooo, Leslie…don't stop… stop… wow! Oh shit… ohoooooo, Leslie…don't stop… don't!Don't…ohooooo!"
Soon both girls were panting. Leslie was literally bouncing up and down as hard as she could. Her lovely breasts were jiggling and swaying from side to side as Catherine's tongue danced madly inside her pussy lips and her teeth gripped hold of her clitoris and bit it. Leslie was screaming and sweating, her hair flying all over, her eyes fluttering open and closed as she knew she was going to come, too.
This orgasm was different from any other she had experienced. It seemed to begin in her swollen breasts. Her nipples, as she squeezed them, actually pained her. She cupped her breasts and massaged them together as the fires built up in her vagina from Catherine's sucking of her fiery flesh.
Then Leslie felt a sharp series of pains in the small of her back. Suddenly her asshole felt hot and began to itch. She knew she was close to coming. With her left hand she began to rub her lower belly, staring down avidly at Catherine, her eyes riveted on her young friend's swirling tongue as it disappeared and then reappeared after being buried deep up her churning pussy.
She next felt a kind of cramp in her left foot, then a swift but pleasurable sensation run all through her. The next thing she knew, she was screaming, swearing and cursing, sobbing and then snorting and grunting as she fed her greedy, hungry pussy to Catherine's devouring mouth.
Then after but seconds, she topped off. She suddenly began an uncontrollable giggling. Then a kind of hysteria overwhelmed her and she lay there on her back, her brief nylon panties still down at her ankles, her pussy wet from her own rich juices and Catherine's saliva.
Both young girls finally lay quietly for the longest time. Finally, Leslie felt Catherine's hand on her thigh. She reached her own hand down. They clasped fingers and held on tightly, both feeling the other's warmth, both savoring what had happened to them so spontaneously.
Both were thinking how wonderful it had all been, how nothing really had been planned, how it all happened so suddenly, unexpectedly. What a fantastic, fabulous miracle they had met in the first place!
Had anyone told the other that they'd both be sharing this kind of pleasurable intimacy so soon, they would have called them insane.
As they lay there comfortably, both so conscious of the other's nakedness, Catherine was still able to taste Leslie's succulent pussy, still trying to tongue one of Leslie's pussy hairs from her back teeth. Catherine was still feeling Leslie's rushing fingers. Both girls felt a tremendous passion for the other. They gripped fingers tighter.
Then Catherine sat up. She felt a little dizzy. It was the wine in the kitchen, she remembered. She smiled down at Leslie. Leslie held her arms open, and Catherine fell into them. They kissed each other's lips tenderly. Catherine wrapped her arms around Leslie. Their naked breasts were now touching and each could feel the other's pointed nipples, the warmth of the other's curvy globes as they began to writhe together and kiss more deeply, their tongues fencing with each other's, Leslie's sucking on Catherine's tongue much the same way that Jimbo had sucked on hers.
Catherine crawled on top of Leslie. She sat up and then, bending, pulled Leslie's panties up tight into her magnificent crotch. Then she slid down and began to kiss the silky crotch of Leslie's panties, biting the sheer material and tugging on it, then pressing her mouth back down and slowly licking the silky crotch. Leslie opened her thighs and began to softly grind her pelvis, arching her back slightly, closing her eyes and just lying back, enjoying the immense intimacy of the scene.
"Roll over, honey… please… honey, roll over for me," Catherine asked softly. "I want to kiss your asshole the way your father did. Want me to do that for you, honey?"
"Ohooooooo, Catherine, yes. Yes… I want you to… to do that… yes… I do. Oh, honey. I do!"
She let Catherine turn her onto her belly.
"What a pretty bottom!" Catherine exclaimed. "It's beautiful! So pretty, honey."
Catherine lay down on the bed, her face close to Leslie's panty-clad buttocks. Through the sheer, almost transparent material, Catherine could see every curve of Leslie's magnificent ass cheeks, the sloping curves as they disappeared and became a part of her exquisite thighs, the hilly rise of her globes and then the flattening out at the base of her spine.
"I'm going to lick your ass through your panties first, honey… you'll like that. They're so tight on your pretty ass. It's obscene looking!"
"But it feels so good."
"I know," said Catherine and then Leslie felt her warm breath as Catherine blew it all over her bottom, bending her face and placing her mouth on Leslie's pussy that was almost naked, the narrow crotch of her panties buried between her luscious, dark brown pussy hair and surrounded by her tender pussy lips.
"My asshole, darling. Do it to my asshole… do it, please," Leslie moaned, squirming and rotating her hips. "Please, lick it. Kiss my asshole… please… please, Catherine…"