Marcia's eyes went out of focus. She blinked as she saw Patty's tender pink slit before her. She knew she was going to suck it the way her own cunt had just been sucked. She trembled with lust, then heard Patty hissing and cooing and saw that the girl's naked ass was in erotic motion, squirming in anticipation.
"Hurry, Marcia," she panted. "Hurry up and suck me! Do it to me or I'll explode! Oh, darling, I need it… I need you to suck my cunt… suck and lick my pussy! Get your tongue in my cunt and lick me! Hurry, darling, hurry before I die!"
Both bodies jerked as Marcia's mouth made contact with Patty's hot, soft cunt.
She kissed it with her mouth open and felt the girl trembling violently. She moved to make her body more comfortable and then she sucked the soft cuntlips deep into her mouth.
Nothing in all the world could feel or taste as good, Marcia told herself as she sucked the juicy cunt and then, making Patty cry out again, she worked her tongue into the hot hole and probed, licking up juice, holding the ass cheeks and rubbing them as she tongue-fucked her nude, grunting partner and kept her moaning with wild desire.
Patty was going insane with loving lust. She became possessed. She gripped Marcia's head tighter and pulled her face more firmly into the heat of her wet crotch. As Marcia licked, her tongue became a 'big exciting prick, a fucking prick that jammed in, and, out of her pussy in bone-jarring thrusts.
"Oh yes… suck my cunt… suck me! Fuck me with your wonderful tongue!"
Patty chanted as she tried to jerk her crotch so that her pussy could rub back against that sweetly invading face.
"I can feel it… I can feel it," Marcia mumbled. "I can taste it!"
"Yes! Yes… I'm going to come," Patty shrieked, and there was an instant response from Marcia as her tongue found the sensitive little bud in the top of Patty's vulva.
It drew an agonized cry from the young girl as Marcia's tongue seemed to cut right through her clitoris. Patty shrieked again, a wail as the come hit her and threatened to make her body explode in a thousand tiny bits.
Marcia took her tongue out of the writhing pussy and held the bucking ass cheeks in her hands.
"Come, darling Patty, come! Come big and good! That's it… let it happen to you. Let your pussy explode with come. Marcia held her buttocks with hands of iron as she drove her tongue again deep into the writhing pussy. Patty was still panting out excited wails as the soul-splitting come was finishing.
At last they rolled away from each other and lay, admiring each other's magnificent bodies as they came down from the wild plateau of sexual gratification.
"You make love so beautifully," Marcia said.
Patty smiled sweetly at her. "So do you, pet. Jesus, what asses we were for not doing this sooner!"
"I'd thought about it often," Marcia said, "as a break from all those bastards I fuck?"
"What? But… but… "
"What's the matter?"
Patty finally found her voice. "But you never have any dates."
"Oh, I have dates, honey. I just never bring 'em home."
"I don't understand."
"I'll tell you about it sometime. But, believe me, making it with you, Patty, was a welcome relief."
Patty laughed. "For me it was my only relief."
"You mean Joe…?"
"Oh, he fucks me… now and then. But like a rabbit. You.. know… on, off … and off to work."
"Jeez, sounds like Duke when we were married. Only he couldn't get enough. It was me morning and night, and all the girls at the office for lunch."
"I'd call that lucky," Patty said, frowning.
"Uh… listen, Patty. You sound like you really are horny. Maybe… oh hell, there's my phone. I'll be right back."
She took off across the lawn, not bothering to dress. Patty's pussy started to tingle again as she watched the brunette's beautiful ass cheeks jiggle across the lawn.
In two minutes she was back and gathering up her things. "Listen, Patty, I've got to go. But why don't we have lunch tomorrow and talk."
"Okay."
"I'll be in the city. What about the Zephir?"
"Sure… noon?"
"Swell," Marcia said. "See you then."
Patty watched her go and then gathered her own things. Eating pussy and having her own pussy sucked had been good, but there was still that yawning vacancy between her thighs.
Inside the house she decided to take another bath and, at least, partially satisfy it.
"God," she said aloud, as she entered the bathroom, "I hope Joe can get it up tonight!"
CHAPTER THREE
If Joe got it up that night, he wouldn't be able to use it on Patty. He called late in the afternoon to tell her that he wouldn't be home. He had two late meetings and was having dinner with a client, so he would be staying the flight in the city.
Patty exploded.
No way was she going to sit around the house alone that night.
She took the evening train into the city. By the time she hit Grand Central, her resolve was melting. She needed a drink, something to bolster her determination.
Across from the entrance, she entered a hotel and headed for the lounge. Inside it was dark and cozy. She was already starting to feel better as slid into a booth and ordered a think.
Then he was there, standing by the table. She didn't really have anything particular in mind that night, but the way he looked at her planted the seed.
It was very simple. All he said was hello. That was all, but the tone of his voice was like the expression she knew must be in her eyes; dark, sad and desirous.
It took her a long time to say anything after he slid into the booth beside her. But when she did, her whole personality seemed to change. Her voice was very soft, almost silken, and it seemed to flow like one continuous melody.
He told her his name was Robert and that he was an insurance consultant for a company in the Midwest. He was only in town for the evening, and he was very lonely.
Then they ran out of conversation. No more weather to talk about. No more New York or business to talk about. Only who they were and what they were doing to talk about.
Would she like to go up to his room and have a drink?
Yes, that seemed like a nice idea.
Together they left the bar. In the elevator, his arm slid around her waist and she came to him willingly. Her body pressed and molded to his as he kissed her forehead and eyes.
Then, tilting her chin, he kissed her on the lips. She slid her arms around his neck and held on almost desperately, moaning softly in her throat as her lips opened to him.
"Robert," she sighed as her tongue darted against his.
He followed her into the room and closed the door behind them. As soon as he locked the door, Patty started taking off her clothes. He was surprised to see what a lush, shapely figure stood before him in panties, bra and pantyhose.
He crossed the room and kissed her again. The warmth of his chest came through, his shirt and her bra, causing her nipples to erect in anticipation.
"Oh, Robert," she breathed, running her cool fingers across his face. "Let's get into the bed… "
His fingers fumbled with his clothes. She leaned against him as she kicked off her shoes and rolled, down her stockings. When she unsnapped her bra, the full, creamy loveliness of her breasts came into view. She inhaled, raising them proudly, and turned to let him see.
Her hand reached out and took his hand. She led him to the bed and stretched out full length. The heat of her body was intense, her breath coming in quick little gasps.
Slowly at first, and then excitingly he massaged the soft skin of her stomach and thighs. His hand slid up and enclosed one warm, throbbing breast.
She lay with her eyes dosed, her hair sprayed out on the pillow, her pink-tipped breasts rising and falling with the rhythm of her breathing.
Gently, he leaned over her and kissed her warm lips, kissed her neck, then placed a kiss on the ripe nipple of one breast. She felt it rise up hard beneath his tongue.