"Have you ever?"
Marion shook her head. "No," she said. "But I've thought lots about it – wondered what pussy would be like."
"Me, too," said Catherine. "Ooooh! Shall we?" Marion gasped. Catherine hesitated for a moment, letting Marion stew.
Then she smiled.
"Yes," she said. "Let's!"
They sat where they were for a moment, neither quite sure how to begin, both wanting to do it very much but not knowing how to start, neither wanting to make the first move.
But Joanne moved.
Hardly able to believe what she had been hearing – but thrilled to the very core by it – Joanne was trembling and vibrating all over. She rolled over onto her belly and inched forward so that, peering clown through the railings, she could look into the living room. The naughty little nymph wanted to see, as well as hear. She squirmed on the carpeted floor and her pussy flooded, leaving a damp patch under her loins.
Do it, Mom! she thought, desperate with voyeuristic lust.
Oh! Suck Marion's cunt, Mom!
Downstairs, the women moved.
Catherine got up and crossed over and sat down next to Marion. They kissed. Both of them were trembling. It was a new experience for them and they felt shy and nervous.
But they were both eager to try cuntsucking.
And Joanne was eager to watch.
Panting and playing with her pussy, the teenager waited for them to begin and, presently they did.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Catherine and Marion kissed lightly at first, their lips just brushing together. They were both nervous and uncertain and shy, knowing that they wanted to go ahead and suck cunt, and that they would – and yet hesitant and timid in the initial stages.
They sat side by side on the couch, flanks pressed together, turning from the waist into an embrace. Although it had been Marion's idea to begin with, Catherine was the bolder of the two – perhaps because she had not suggested it. Her lips softly parted. The kiss became more passionate. The two horny girls ground their mouths together, panting and moaning. Catherine began to lick Marion's lips. Marion's mouth opened. Catherine's hot tongue slipped in, curling, probing, thrusting, churning. Marion met it with her own slippery tongue. Their tongues entwined. They began to swap them back and forth, from mouth to mouth. They were panting into each other's mouths as the desire built with the embrace.
Neither had ever kissed another woman before, except for the light, careless kisses of schoolgirl affection. They were both surprised and delighted to find how stimulating it was, how erotic were the soft lips and hot tongues of another female.
For a long while they did nothing more, content with the thrill of French kissing.
Then Catherine dropped her hand onto Marion's tit.
Marion shivered.
Catherine cupped the fat, round tit mound, squeezing gently. She could feel the big nipple stiffen through the halter.
Marion squirmed, moving her tits against.
Catherine. She began to stroke Catherine's flank. Catherine's robe fell open, as if of its own accord. Her belly and tits were exposed. Marion began to feel her tits with both hands.
Catherine reached behind the dark woman and unfastened her halter. It fell away, exposing tit flesh to Catherine's caress.
They felt each other up while they continued to kiss. They arched their backs and pressed their tits together, stiff nipples rubbing over each other.
Marion was amazed to find out how much she was enjoying this preliminary loveplay.
Her original idea had been simply to get right down to it, to suck each other off, returning the favor, keeping it strictly physical and devoid of emotion. The idea of kissing and fondling seemed – well, it seemed like what lesbians would do. But now that they had started, Marion and Catherine came to understand the charms of lesbian relationships. This as going to be more than simply returning a favor, giving an orgasm in order to get one. They realized now that cunt-sucking would be wonderful at both ends, that they would love sucking pussy as much as being sucked.
They were eager to get on with the cuntsucking, too.
But not impatient.
The longer they waited, the more they built the thrill up by gradual degrees, the better it would be.
Marion's hand moved down first.
She rubbed Catherine's slender belly, then dipped her hand into the woman's crotch. Catherine's sleek thighs parted. Marion began to rub and finger her cunt.
"Ooooh!" Catherine whimpered.
Marion's fingers traced along her parted cunt lips and stroked her turbulent clit. Catherine's pussy opened wide, her cunt lips unfurling like the petals of a flower, moist with dew. Marion gently pushed her middle finger up that slippery pussy gash. She pulled out and pushed in again. She began using two fingers, then three, finger-fucking Catherine's cunt slowly and steadily.
Marion's erotic caress caused Catherine to vibrate and quiver – and it made her want to return that caress in the same fashion. She slipped her hand in between Marion's hot thighs and began to finger-fuck the woman at the same pace.
They were still kissing, still rubbing their tits together as they rubbed each other's cunt. They could easily have gone all the way in that fashion, giving each other hand-jobs. But cunt-sucking had been suggested, and that was the goal. This was preliminary play, preparing the way for their tongues.
Catherine, whispering right into Marion's parted lips, said, "I want to suck your cunt – Oh! – I want to tongue your sweet pussy, I want you to cream in my mouth."
"Yes! Oh God, yes!" Marion wailed.
Marion wanted it, too – she wanted to eat pussy as much as to have it done. Her mouth felt as hot as her cunt, and her tongue was tingling as much as her cunt. She leaned back, arching like a cat. Catherine lowered her face and began to suck Marion's nipples. Her tongue slurped over the firm, smooth tit globes and lapped at the tips. She moved lower, licking the suntanned girl's belly, tonguing her belly button. Marion's slim thighs parted wide, opening to reveal hr frothy fuck-hole. Her pussy juice flowed over her hairy cunt mound like a sluggish river through a dark forest.
The sight made Catherine's mouth water, her tongue stiffen. Saliva flowed like cunt juice. She might have been having an orgasm in her mouth. She slid from the couch onto the floor, kneeling gracefully between Marion's thighs. Licking her lips, she gazed for a moment at Marion's delicious-looking pussy, savoring the anticipation of that feast.
Marion's cunt was wide open, and the oval pussy slot was flooded with a deluge of hot cunt juice. Her cunt lips pulsed and her clit trembled. Catherine leaned in and pushed her tongue out.
She touched the very tip of her tongue to Marion's stiff clit.
Marion gasped, then began to purr contentedly.
Catherine licked that hot nugget of lust, her nimble tongue winding round the flaming clit. Her taste buds tingled. She was overjoyed by her first taste of cunt, delighted to realize that sucking cunt was every bit as good as she had hoped it would be – as good as sucking cock, even she began to stuff her tongue up Marion's juicy cunt gash, slurping up the pussy slot. Cunt juice poured onto her tongue and coated her lips. She used her fingertips to spread the girl's pussy open and tongued merrily away.
"Am I doing it right?" she asked.
"Oh, God, yes!" Marion wailed.
Using her tongue and lips at the same time, Catherine worked devotedly on that succulent fuck-hole. She wanted to make Marion come, of course, but she was in no hurry. She was enjoying this too much to want to hasten the conclusion, even though her own pussy was burning and badly in need of some tonguefucking.
The original idea of sucking each other off as a mutual favor had vanished now. Catherine would have been perfectly willing to eat that juicy pussy, whether she got eaten in return or not. And, even as she lapped away at her first cunt, the horny woman was already wondering what other women she knew who might like to have their cunts sucked. It added a whole new dimension to her love life. Cuntsucking was naughty and perverted – but that only made it more exciting.