Mia shuddered from head to toe and whimpered shamelessly as the stranger's tongue repeatedly attacked her shitter. Loni's tongue was like a plunger, a plumber's helper, and Mia's asshole was the pipe.
Mia's asshole began throbbing as bursts of heat soared up into her. Her knees grew wobbly; she teetered helplessly against the wall of the dressing booth while Loni's long red tongue slithered endlessly around and round her puckered asshole.
"Oh, my poor asshole," Mia said, still squeezing her own tits. "I can't take anymore. I really can't."
"You don't have to, you sweet thing," Loni said, lifting her head. "I'm through with your ass. I'm going to lick, your pussy for a while. Let's see if you can take that."
Still kneeling behind Mia, Loni worked her tongue down between the young wife's open thighs. Again Mia shivered when the woman's tonguetip parted her cunt-hairs and began crawling through them, like a snake through grass.
"Eeeee!" she squealed, and spread her legs wider. "Oh, Loni, you use your tongue so well!"
"Mmmmmm!"
Loni soaked Mia's cunt-hairs with her spit and made them glisten. She also made them hang like a dripping mop. Soon spit was oozing down Mia's inner thighs.
Loni snaked her tongue this way and that, again and again, brushing the housewife's pussy-hairs to and fro, as though playing with them. Then she began licking the wife's pussymeat, taking long, hungry licks.
Loni snaked her tongue up and down Mia's pussy-lips, stretching them apart and squeezing them together again. It was not long before the wife's pussy-lips were red and puffy.
Loni continued to lick, slithering her tongue along Mia's hairy cunt while snorting pussy-hairs out of her nostrils. She tasted every inch of the wife's pussy-lips before reaching he tongue up into the woman's pussy-crack to taste that too.
Load ran her tongue all along Mia's cuntcrack, slobbering hungrily. She filled the pink cunt-gash with hot spit as she jolted the many tender cunt-nerves located there. Soon Mia's cunt was throbbing.
Loni kept licking, slithering her tongue up and down, up and down, tasting both sides of Mia's cunt-crack. As she licked, she bared the young wife's pink fuck-meat and licked it until it glistened hotly. After lapping up fuck-juices and her own spit, she turned her attention to Mia's fuck-hole and plugged up the slimy pussy thoroughly.
Finding herself with a pussy full of hot tongue, Mia started pumping her pussy erratically in an effort to deal with the mind-blowing heat waves rolling through her. Mia also found herself teetering on shaky legs.
Loni had to tighten her grip on the wife's hips to keep the woman still long enough to tongue fuck her pussy. But she managed to do just that, and she enjoyed Mia's tasty pussy.
Mia trembled helplessly as more and more heat waves soared through her pussy-hole. Filled with blissful joy, she cried out repeatedly, bounced on her toes, and rolled her eyes back.
Spasms overtook Mia. She shuddered hard and as she did, her tits bounced heavily and her asscheeks quivered. In her joy she couldn't stop babbling.
Before long Loni began reaming Mia's pussyhole. She snaked her tongue around and around the housewife's slippery cunt, stretching the woman's pussy-walls out of shape. As she licked, she loosened Mia's cunt-muscles and made the woman's pussy even more yielding.
Mia's eyes bugged out as she quivered helplessly against the wall. The heat and the friction were simply driving her over the edge. She had never before experienced so much bliss inside her pussy, and she knew she would soon come.
"Aagh!" she cried, shaking her head blissfully. "Oh, eat me! Eat me! Eat my little pussy! I love it!"
Loni reamed Mia's pussy until the woman's fuck-juices began dipping into her mouth.
Then Loni began thrusting her long red tongue in and out of Mia's pussy-hole. With each thrust Loni speared Mia's tender cunt-walls and made the wife jump and squeal. With each withdrawal Loni stroked the young wife's throbbing clit and made Mia shudder and groan. Mia had no doubts but that Loni was thoroughly enjoying what she was doing.
"Mmmmmm!" Mia moaned, biting her lower lip. "I can't take much more of this! My pussy is about to explode! Ohhhh!" Her eyes wild from the tongue-fucking she was receiving, Mia rubbed her own tits with both hands and awaited her orgasm.
With spit and cunt juices oozing down Mia's inner thighs, Loni continued to tongue-fuck the young blonde.
Suddenly, Loni yanked her tongue out of Mia's fuck-hole and started nibbling on the young wife's swollen clit. A brief grinding of the teeth was all it took to pop Mia's juices.
"Iiiieee!" Mia cried, throwing back her head and flattening her tits in her fists. "I'm coming! Oh, fuck, I'm coming!"
Mia shook her head and babbled profusely as violent spasms overtook her. She chewed on her lips. She dug her nails into her tits. She even tried to yank her tits right off. Then she suddenly arched her back and blew her fuck-juices into Loni's waiting mouth.
Mia stood there, leaning against the wall, whimpering and trembling while Loni lapped up her fuck-juices. The bliss she was experiencing was out of this world. She hated to see it end. But end it did when Loni withdrew her tongue and struggled to her feet.
"Oh, you sweet thing," Loni said, stroking Mia's asscheeks. "I really struck gold with you. You're fantastic." She kissed Mia's shoulders, caressed the woman's back, then spun Mia around to face her. "I have to be leaving now. But I don't want it to end here. I'd like to see you again real soon." She caressed Mia's swollen titties, ground her own cunt against Mia's cunt, ever so slightly, and then kissed Mia on the lips. "Here. This is my card. Look me up soon, and we'll get together again. Okay?" Loni placed her card into Mia's purse, then began dressing.
Mia nodded affirmatively and watched while the strange woman climbed back into her clothes. She couldn't believe what had just happened to her, and she was still confused when Loni departed and left Mia alone in the dressing booth. In fact, it was some time before Mia pulled herself together, climbed back into her own clothes, and resumed her shopping. For the rest of the afternoon Mia felt as if she were floating on a cloud.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mia's thoughts were still on Loni later that evening while the young wife was in her bedroom, trying on her new clothes. Every time she looked at her new scarlet panties, she could feel the raven-haired beauty's hands on her ass and pussy. Each time she held a silky stocking to her naked flesh, she could feel the older woman's body snug against hers. Whatever she climbed into or touched to her flesh brought back memories of Loni and the naughty things the woman had taught Mia in the dressing booth.
Even while Mia cooked her husband's supper and sat down to eat with him, her mind was back in the dressing booth. She ignored Bob when he asked about the dreamy smile on her face, and she shrugged her shoulders when he wondered aloud why she looked so fired.
She did the dishes while thinking about her new-found female lover. And afterwards, she stared at the TV but saw only Loni and the brunette's jutting tits. She smiled dreamily throughout and at first didn't hear her husband when he asked if she was ready for bed.
"You go on, Bob, I'll be up later."
"How much later? I was hoping for some pussy tonight."
"I'm sorry, Bob, I don't feel like fucking."
"You never feel like fucking anymore. What's gotten into you lately?"
He spoke impatiently.
"Nothing's gotten into me, Bob. I just don't feel like fucking, that's all." She sat cross-legged on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the TV. She was wearing new designer jeans and a new sheer blouse. Her tits were easily visible.
"Hey," he said, leaning closer, "where did you get that blouse? I can see right through it."
"I did some shopping today. I brought quite a few things!"