"Great! Did you come?"
"No. You finished before I did and I was afraid you were going to open the window or something so I came on home."
"You mean you're still horny?" Bobbie Jean wanted to know.
"Oh, yes," Jill sighed. "After I came home I kept thinking about you and Stan and I couldn't get it out of my mind. I was all ready to… well, you know, do it when you knocked on the door."
Bobbie Jean giggled. "You got caught with your finger in your pussy, huh?"
Jill blushed and nodded.
"Well, let's take care of that little problem right now," Bobbie Jean said, puffing down her coffee cup and getting up. "Come on over to my house and I'll show you the perfect way to do it."
Jill froze. Her legs started trembling under the table. She didn't really think that she ought to go but her horny pussy seemed to have other ideas. It jerked and creamed heavily. Her clit stuck straight up and throbbed, demanding some relief. Bobbie Jean had been awfully helpful and she wasn't nearly so embarrassed as she had been before.
"Come on," Bobbie Jean urged, her hand on the doorknob. "I owe you something for making you horny."
Jill got up shakily. She followed Bobbie Jean across the lawn. Her mind was whirling and her pussy was throbbing. What else could she do? She was so horny, she had to do something!
Bobbie Jean led her straight to the bedroom. "Take off your robe," she urged. "I'll be right back."
Jill shuddered as the bathroom door closed behind Bobbie Jean. She had an impulse to run right back to her own house and lock the door. She had no idea what she was expected to do. She sat on the edge of the bed and fought the impulse to leave until Bobbie Jean came out of the bathroom. Then she gasped as she saw Bobbie Jean was nude. She should have expected it of course, but somehow she hadn't even imagined Bobbie Jean without any clothes on.
Bobbie Jean looked at her and started giggling. "You look like a poor lamb being led to the slaughter," she chuckled. "Come on Jill. Don't get all prim and proper on me. We're going to have fun, remember? Now you want to take care of that horny pussy of yours, don't you?"
Jill nodded. She managed to smile up at Bobbie Jean. After all, Bobbie Jean was her best friend and she had made up her mind to try new and exciting things. This was no time to back out. She might just as well try it and make the best of things.
She opened the belt on her robe and shrugged out of the sleeves. Then she slipped out of her nightgown and stretched out on the bed. She looked up at Bobbie Jean and realized that she had a beautiful body.
"You… You're really beautiful without any clothes on, Bobbie Jean," she gulped. "I can see why Stan stays home at night instead of going out with the guys."
Bobbie Jean chuckled. "You're not bad yourself. As a matter of fact, you're a real knockout!"
She reached out and touched Jill's erect nipple. "My God! It's hard to believe your tits are real!" she exclaimed. "I'll bet Larry goes ape over them!"
"No… he hardly seems to notice," Jill admitted. She was beginning to relax a bit.
"Does he ever suck them?" Bobbie Jean asked, watching Jill's face closely.
"No… he just grabs them and squeezes and plays with my nipples. He's never sucked them."
Her face turned a bright red. "I wish he would, though. I'd like to know what it felt like."
"Well, that's easy," Bobbie Jean said. "It feels like this."
She lowered her head quickly to Jill's huge tits. She sucked one nipple into her mouth and tongued it lovingly.
Jill's head snapped back like it was jolted. She gasped loudly. She had never felt anything like it in her whole life. Bobbie Jean's mouth was so hot and wet. She pushed forward to force more of her quivering mound into Bobbie Jean's wonderful mouth.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned. "Oooooooooh!"
Bobbie Jean ran her tongue around Jill's hard, plump nipple. She sucked in as much of Jill's satiny-smooth tit as she could and mouthed it wetly.
Jill moaned again and a long shudder rippled through her body. It was fantastic! She would have to figure out some way to get Larry to suck her tits. She just never dreamed that it would feel so wonderful.
"Oh, Bobbie Jean," she begged. "Do the other one! Pleeeease! Do the other one!"
Bobbie Jean chuckled and let Jill's nipple pop out of her mouth. Then she sucked her other tit in and gave it the same wonderful sensations. She sucked and licked until Jill was practically climbing the wall with passion.
Jill trembled and moaned in ecstasy. She would have been content to let Bobbie Jean suck her nipples all morning but her mouth was moving lower.
She shuddered again as Bobbie Jean's hot soft lips traveled over her tummy and down even farther to the very edge of her silky golden muff. She let Bobbie Jean spread her tightly clamped thighs and she moaned as her soft, warm fingers spread apart her puffy pink cuntlips.
"Oh, Bobbie Jean! Oooooooh!"
Bobbie Jean's fingers were working busily now, spreading out her hot pussylips and arranging them so that her trembling clit was fully exposed.
Then she felt Bobbie Jean's hot breath on her clit and she squealed hoarsely.
"Oh, yes! Do it, Bobbie Jean! Lick my clit! Suck my pussy!"
Jill heard herself saying words she had never said before. She knew that she was being lewd and lusty and she didn't care anymore about being prim and proper. All she cared about was Bobbie Jean's lips and tongue and their slow descent to her quivering clit.
"Oh, please!" she gasped. "Please lick me Bobbie Jean! Please suck my hot clit! Pleeeeeease!"
Bobbie Jean didn't need any urging. Her lips clamped tightly over Jill's sweet little love button and she sucked it into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue and lips.
Jill squealed hoarsely. She felt like a hot wire had touched her clit. It sent shudders of joy rippling through her whole body. Her pussy gushed blast after blast of creamy cuntjuice, soaking Bobbie Jean's face. Her face contorted into a grimace of passion. She pushed Bobbie Jean's face right into the steaming maw of her pussy and held it there desperately.
Bobbie Jean would have laughed if she hadn't been so busy sucking and licking Jill's sweet pussy. Somehow she had known that it would be like this if she could only get Jill to take the first step. Jill was acting like a warm, lusty woman at last and Bobbie Jean had made her that way. She felt her creamy pussyjuice flooding out and she lapped it up eagerly. So sweet… and so hot. She was proud of herself for making Jill this hot. Now all she had to do was to give her the best come of her life and Jill would be available to her whenever she wanted.
Bobbie Jean licked furiously. She could tell that Jill was getting close. Her whole body was shaking and her pussy was flooding hotly. Her little hands were shoving down on the back of Bobbie Jean's head and her pussyhole was spasming wildly.
"Ooooooooh!" she moaned. "Oh, eat me! Make me come!"
Bobbie Jean scraped across Jill's inflamed clit with her teeth, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to give her a lusty jolting thrill.
"Yes! Oooooooh yes! Do it just a little harder, Bobbie Jean! Please! Just a little bit more! Oh! I'm almost ready to come! Ooooooooooh! Ooooooooooh!" Jill moaned.
Jill's pussy jerked upward, toward her face. Her legs spread wider and her body shook wildly. Her heels dug into the mattress and held her up like a tightly-strung bow. She was right there, right at the peak. Just a little more, just a tiny bit more of Bobbie Jean's hot, wet tongue…
"Aaaaaaaagh! Aaaaaaaagh! Aaaaaaagh!"
Jill's horny cries of joy reverberated around the room as she came in a blinding flash of passion. Her pussy gushed and throbbed. Her head tossed wildly on the pillow. Her hands pressed Bobbie Jean's face into her spasming cunt so tightly that Bobbie Jean almost drowned in her hot cuntjuices. It was the longest, hardest, wildest climax she had ever had. It was the kind of come she had dreamed of, the kind that she thought she'd never experience.