Quickly, Lisa locked the doors and pulled the window awnings down. Her cunt was charged with electricity at the thought of the evening to come. Jean was a very attractive woman, and she seemed to be experienced, too. She wanted to feel the woman's mouth on her cunt, feel her lips sucking on her tits. Maybe she would even shove her fingers up her cunt and lick her after she came.
"Stop it!" Lisa admonished herself. "You're driving yourself wild, and neither of you have even taken your clothes off yet."
She hurried to help Jean carry the daybed into Harry's office. The mattress was lumpy, but it beat fucking on the floor.
"Let me undress you," Jean offered boldly. "I love to undress the people I'm going to fuck."
Slowly, Jean unbuttoned the buttons on Lisa's shirt front. Her hands lingered lovingly on the smooth outline of her tits beneath the thin fabric. She couldn't resist cupping each tit tenderly, caressingly. Even through the fabric, she was able to tweak each nipple to stiff hardness.
"Oooooh," Lisa moaned, her knees quaking. "That feels so good. So fantastic!"
"Undress me," Jean suggested.
Each girl undressed the other. Gasps and giggles and tender caresses were exchanged during the entire process.
"Oh, you are lovely," Lisa groaned, taking in the other girl's long, slender length. Her firm tits jutted proudly from her chest, her slender waist rounded at the hips in just the right dimensions. Her cunt muff looked like it had recently been trimmed. The hair was cut in a tiny heart-shaped pattern.
"Joey liked it that way," Jean said, as she noticed Lisa staring at her cunt.
"I think Harry would love it!" Lisa exclaimed. "I'll have you do that to me after we take care of more important things."
She pulled Jean to her, hugging her tightly. She could feel the girl's naked tits brushing lightly over her own. The soft, smooth flesh sent shivers of delight quivering through her body. She was eager for their fuck session to begin.
Lisa's hands started to move. Gently, slowly, she wrapped her fingers over the swells of Jean's hips, and at the same time, she let her tongue toy playfully with the younger woman's lips.
Jean sighed, opening her mouth for more. She had only very rarely experienced the delights another woman could bring. But each time that she had was a time to be savored and remembered the rest of her life.
Lisa felt the inner recesses of Jean's mouth, reveling in the warmth, the wetness. It was almost like a cunt. Her hands were soothing, coaxing, caressing along the silky flesh of Jean's body.
Jean's hands were not idle. She brought one palm up beneath Lisa's delightful right tit. The tit-mound was fuller, riper than her own, but it was just as firm, just as sensitive. She pressed the tit gently, fondly, exploring the texture, smiling when a tiny moan of pleasure escaped Lisa's throat.
They began to pant and feel each other up in earnest, their hands roaming freely. Each fondled and caressed the other, their bodies quivering, their tongues searching, tangling.
Lisa allowed, her head to lean back. She lowered her mouth to kiss her way down Jean's neck, into the hollow other throat. She felt the pulse of life there, sensing the rising body temperature as Jean responded to her touch.
Her kisses trailed lower. She kissed and lapped her way down Jean's chest, across her tits, easing her way along the slopes of each peak.
Her tongue leaped again at the opportunity the titflesh presented. She sucked on each delectable tit in turn until their rosy tips jutted forth with eager need. They grew harder, thicker, longer, and she sighed and groaned with a lusty feeling of joy. Lisa's hands clutched Jean's flesh. She sighed, moaned, sucked and sucked some more.
She applied more and more sucking pressure. She wanted to stuff Jean's big right tit in her mouth, and Jean's thrusting chest movements told her that the girl was just as eager to have her take her whole tit down her throat as well.
Jean sighed and quivered. She exulted in the eager caresses Lisa's mouth was bestowing on her swollen nipples. A sudden wanton urge coursed through her. She wished this night would never end.
Pushing forward, she forced Lisa onto her back on the daybed's mattress. She turned around swiftly to kneel over her. Jean's tits dangled enticingly in front of Lisa's greedy mouth. At the same time, Lisa thrust her tits upward, allowing Jean to grasp each one firmly, one between her teeth, the other in her hand. They made warm, wet love to each other's tits for a long, long time.
Their hands never stopped moving, either. Lust rocked Jean as Lisa's hand moved in between her parted thighs and stroked her cunt fur as though it were chinchilla. She squirmed and bucked and sucked. Her hips writhed as her mouth maintained its death grip on Lisa's pliant tits. Convulsive twitches shot through her body as Lisa's hand continued to stroke the inner reaches of her cunt.
Jean had to return the ecstasy. Sliding her hand along Lisa's body, she found her hip, then slid her hand over until it rested on the woman's cunt. She teased the damp opening mercilessly. She shifted her shoulders just a little, so that one of her tits was deep inside Lisa's mouth and the other caressed her cheek. She wanted to get as much as she was giving, and more.
"Oh," Lisa moaned suddenly. "You're driving my fuckin' cunt wild with that finger of yours! I may come a lot sooner than I thought!"
"Just relax and enjoy it for as long as you can," Jean urged. "We don't have the opportunity for such prolonged fucking very often in our lives."
Jean's wandering fingers opened Lisa's cunt lips a little wider. She slithered her finger over the moist opening. She teased her clit, feeling the girl's legs spreading wider at her touch.
"Oooh," Lisa moaned. "Ooooh, that feels wonderful."
Lisa's moan was answered by an equally lusty groan on Jean's part. Lisa's finger had found its way to the girl's clit. She stroked and massaged the stiffening bud.
Jean jerked and sighed as Lisa's probing finger slipped into the deepest part of her cunt. Lisa was very slow, very gentle. The more she sucked Jean's tits, she noted, the wider the girl spread her cunt lips apart.
With one finger buried inside Jean's cunt, Lisa slipped her other hand up and around, easing her onto her side. She quickly turned on her side to face her.
Jean blinked her eyes, scarcely daring to believe what she saw. She was looking directly into the glistening, wet lips of Lisa's cunt. She quivered, knowing that her own juicing cunt was just inches away from Lisa's greedy mouth.
Lisa couldn't resist the tempting sight one more minute. Her tongue darted out from between her parted lips, and she jabbed at the spread cunt of the slender girl in front of her. Jean jerked violently at the invasion of Lisa's wet probe.
Jean ached to have Lisa feel the pure pleasure of what she was getting. Shyly at first, then more boldly, she stretched her tongue out and began her exploration of Lisa's quaking pussy.
"Oh, Jean, that's marvelous!" Lisa sighed. A heavy shudder shook her body as Jean's mouth probed deeper.
She sighed deeply, feeling the girl's flicking tongue. Her cunt was parting of its own accord, her slit dampening at the invasion of Jean's tongue. She jumped and quivered as Jean's tongue settled on her super-sensitive clit. She writhed and moaned, shoving her clit against the girl's stabbing tongue. Her eyes widened with increasing lust as she squirmed beneath the gentle mouth. Her cunt arched anxiously. She wanted more than Jean's tongue was giving her now.
Her pussy was incredibly wet. Her thighs quivered tensely, and she had to work to keep from clamping down on the head between her legs. She was bucking and jumping in lusty delirium. Soft warm lips kneaded the soft warm lips of her cunt.
"Ooohh," Lisa moaned. "Oh, Jean, I love your tongue in my cunt."
Lisa sucked and slurped at Jean's trembling fuckhole. She poked her tongue at the girl's hard clit, feeling the same convulsive response in her that her own body was going through.