"You feel that way, too, huh?"
"Of course."
Julia was looking at her in a speculative way.
"Have you ever…" she started, then hesitated. "Oh, nothing. It was just a thought."
"Tell me," said Marlene encouragingly.
"Well… I just wondered… have you ever thought about doing it with a woman? Getting head, I mean. And… giving it, too? I think about that sometimes." Julia was blushing a bit.
Marlene remembered how nice her own cuntjuice had tasted when Charles had kissed her after he had sucked her off.
She said, "Oh, I expect that all girls wonder what it would be like."
"Not with a lesbian," Julia added. "I don't mean that. Just two women who are good friends… like you and me, say… and they do each other a favor."
Now Marlene blushed slightly.
"Well, it was just a naughty thought," Julia said.
"Very naughty. But… exciting, too." Marlene smiled across the fence.
"Do you think so?" Julia said. "I… I don't suppose…"
"What are you thinking of, Julia?"
"Oh… you know… don't you?"
"Do you think that you and I might… do that?"
Julia nodded slowly, uncertainly. She obviously wanted to, but she was embarrassed. And Marlene, who had never considered actually doing such a thing but had been mildly curious about it – and who at the moment was as hot as she could get – began to think that it wasn't such an unlikely idea. It was sort of perverted, but they wouldn't really be perverted. It would just be sort of fooling around – and it would be lots of fun, as well.
Because Julia had broached the subject, Marlene didn't feel embarrassed at all.
She said, "You want me to suck you off, don't you?"
"Oh, gosh! Would you?"
"I might."
"And I could do you, too."
They gazed at one another over the fence, as if that partition were an emotional barrier that they must cross.
Marlene crossed it.
"My house or yours?" she said.
Because of the danger that Mike might wander in on them, the women went to Marlene's house instead of Julia's. They were both giggling with nervous excitement. Although they were equally keen on the idea and determined not to back out, they were novices – they didn't know quite how to start.
"I'll make coffee," Marlene said. Neither of them wanted coffee, but it served as a prelude. Julia sat on the couch and Marlene went into the kitchen. She returned and sat in a chair. They both fidgeted a bit. Neither knew quite how to begin.
Marlene was afraid that the moment might slip away from them if they delayed too long, and as hot as she was, she didn't want to risk having the chance come to nothing.
Julia had, after all, started it. Now Marlene figured that the next step was up to her.
She got up, moved to the couch and sat beside Julia.
She said, "I did a terrible thing yesterday."
"Did you? What was that?" Marlene slid her hand along the back of the couch, not touching Julia but encircling her.
"I was unfaithful to Charles."
"Really? How thrilling! Anyone I know?"
Marlene grinned. She had wanted to confess to someone, anyway, for she knew it would be thrilling to tell someone about her wicked misbehavior. Now she had a double-barreled motive, knowing that her confession would be Marlene was feeling Julia's tits and Julia began petting Marlene's boobs, too.
"Are we really going to do it?" Marlene asked, speaking right into Julia's mouth.
"I want to!" Julia replied.
"Let's! Oh, yes! Let's eat each other out!" There was not the slightest danger then that either of the lusty wives would back out.
They undressed each other.
Julia unbuttoned Marlene's blouse and drew it open, exposing her pert tits. Marlene pulled Julia's dress from her shoulders. Neither woman wore a bra. They stroked and petted each other's tits and pulled at the nipples. They pressed the big globes together and ran the tips against each other.
Then Marlene leaned back slightly and cupped her breasts up and out.
Julia needed no further encouragement. She bent down and began to lick at those taut nipples, then suck on them. After a moment, Marlene pushed her gently back and leaned down, herself, savoring her first ever suck of tit.
"Let's take everything off," Julia whimpered.
Marlene nodded eagerly.
Julia stood up and let her dress fall over her hips. She wore bikini panties, and the crotch was waking. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic band and pushed them down, exposing her black-bushed pussy. Naked, she sat down again and began to unfasten Marlene's shorts. She tugged them down.
Then, both stark naked, the two women began to kiss and feel each other up again. Neither had touched the other's cunt yet. This was the first time for both of them, and they were advancing by slow degrees. But neither of them had the slightest doubt that cunts were going to be touched in the end.
Julia's legs were parted.
She was sucking on Marlene's nipples, and Marlene reached down and stroked her thigh, then drew her hand up and ran her fingertips up the woman's wet crotch.
The moment that Marlene touched her cunt, Julia pushed her own hand down into Marlene's cunt eagerly. They kissed again, finger-fucking each other slowly and steadily, pushing stiff fingers up hot twats and wiping thumbs back and forth across tingling cunts, caressing each other to the same tempo.
"Shall I do you first?" Marlene asked. "I don't care," Julia panted. "I want you to… and I want to, as well. Oh, yes! Suck my cunt, Marlene."
"Sit back… relax… let me make it better."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Young Mike Parker, having shot his load in the bushes, had wandered back toward his house, passing along one side as his mother came down the other. He went inside. He was restless, and a great weariness had begun to descend upon him, for he had been jerking off steadily for twenty-four hours, with only a pause to sleep and eat. Even his teenaged potency had limits. His wrist and forearm were tired, and his dick was aching. His belly felt as if it had been scooped hollow.
He would be mighty glad when, at long last, he had masturbated a sufficient number of times.
But now his cock was quivering again. The sight he'd had of Marlene's pussy had been so inspirational that now, even though it hurt to get a hard-on, he couldn't help it. Like a martyr, his cock stood brave and rampant before his belly.
Mike decided to wait as long as he could before he pulled another load out.
He loosened his belt and fitted it around his cock so that the buckle held his peckerhead tight to his belly and he was able to walk around with the bas relief of a hard-on hidden behind his belt like a fat man wearing a corset to hide his paunch. His cock ached less, now that it was supported. Mike wandered around the house and then out to the back yard.
He had had no designs when he had gone out there, but the moment he saw Marlene's house across the fence he started walking in that direction. His cockhead dipped toward that house like a divining rod toward water.
Mike wouldn't mind having another look at Marlene's juicy cunt. Already in his memory, that wondrous cunt had assumed the proportions of myth and mystery, the stuff of legend, shrouded in illusion.
Mike figured he would ask if he could use her telephone again. He didn't get his hopes up, though – it would be too much to expect the sexy woman to be wearing a flimsy negligee two days in a row. Still, he could try. Even if she were fully dressed, complete with chastity belt, just the close proximity of her sweet pussy would be thrilling.
He walked up along side the house, heading for the back door.
As he passed the window, he heard a whimper.
Mike, who always whimpered when he came, recognized that sound as having erotic overtones. He stopped as if frozen in mid-stride.