The next moment Meg's thighs damped tightly on her hand and she sobbed deep in her throat. She wound her arms around Sandra, squirming against her, and clutched her tongue in her mouth as her trembling passion bunt.
Sandra continued to arouse her, biting her on the lips, and probing her moist, eager cleft with her fingers, until her own impatient excitement suddenly got the better of her. She released Meg and stood up, her ripe breasts heaving. She grabbed her.
"Let's go upstairs," she said hoarsely.
Meg nodded, her cheeks flushed and her eyes burning. She bit her lip to contain her fierce excitement as they went upstairs, one hand stroking and fondling Sandra's soft buttocks beside her.
In the bedrooms Meg started to unbutton her blouse.
"No," Sandra whispered. "I'll undress you."
She squirmed her stomach against Meg's as she unbuttoned her blouse, barely able to control her shaking fingers. She took it oft then embraced Meg as she undid her bra. Removing the bra, she stared down at Meg's delicate breasts. They were large and perfectly formed, each centered with a large, swollen nipple. She cupped a breast in each hand, sucking in her breath with pleasure at their hot, velvety softness. Meg moaned and closed her eyes as Sandra sucked eagerly on a nipple, relishing its sweet, fleshy taste, circling it with her tongue, then biting it gently, until Meg was sobbing urgently.
Then Meg felt her half-naked body being pushed onto the bed. Sexual hunger burned between her thighs. She felt Sandra tugging at her dress with frantic hands. She raised her hips to allow more freedom.
Then her panty hose were gone. Oh, God, she thought, it's practically rape. Rape by another woman, and I'm loving it. I must be perverted, I must be. Then, with a soft sob, she raised her hips off the bed as Sandra gripped her panties and pulled them down.
Sandra gasped. "Your body's beautiful, Meg. I'm going to love you so much!"
Still fully dressed, Sandra knelt between Meg's parted white thighs, clutching her satiny buttocks, staring with fascination at the source of her deepest pleasure. Between the abundant nest of fine dark hair, her cuntlips glistened, parted and waiting. Sandra breathed deeply, filling her nostrils with Meg's fragrance, hearing her soft moans of impatience and excitement.
Then she buried herself eagerly in her silken wetness, probing deeply with her tongue. For the first few minutes she teased Meg with prolonged kisses and a gentle, almost leisurely exploration of the tender, moist flesh with her tongue, until the other woman was sobbing with bliss and jerking her hips to a steady rhythm in response.
Suddenly, Sandra's kisses grew frenzied as insatiable hunger gripped her. She flicked her tongue wildly against Meg's most sensitive parts. After a minute, she felt Meg's body arch sharply and heard her low scream of ecstasy. Her buttocks wriggled feverishly in Sandra's hands and her damp, hat thighs pressed tightly to her cheeks as Sandra used her lips and tongue skillfully.
Meg was being teasingly driven out of her mind. Her cries were almost of agony as she dug her sharp nails into her lover's shoulders, as if by inflicting pain she could bring about her climax and stop the wildly shuddering spasms in her cunt. Her sharp cries of pain and pleasure reverberated off the bedroom walls as she tried to slide her ass back and escape the taunting tongue.
When this happened, Sandra only clutched her ass cheeks harder and lacked her mouth more savagely to Meg's cuntal entrance.
The younger woman drove her tongue with unequaled passion into Meg's moist cavity. It was as though she was intent on now fulfilling only her own obsessed hunger for Meg's cunt.
Her entire being was immersed in Meg's delicious body, in the fragrance of her cuntal juices that poured into her waiting, eager mouth.
The two bodies writhed around on the bed. Meg reached around Sandra's waist, and dipped her fingers into the rough brush and wet slit of her cunt. Sandra's tongue moved faster in the moistening slit. She raised her head, moaned loudly, and again planted her mouth over the spread lips of Meg's pussy and licked away furiously.
Meg's pelvis was steadily pumping under her, driving her eager pussy against Sandra's face. Sandra darted her tongue in and out of the cunt, each flick, and each suck upon the clitoris, more zealous than the one before it.
"Oh, my God… ohhh, it's beautiful!" Meg screamed. She was coming in Sandra's face, and it only made the younger woman suck harder at her creaming pussy.
The two bodies were completely straddled now, and the two women had one hand braced at each side of each other's ass, one knee an each side of each other's head, both licking and sucking at each other's aunt, caught up in the torrent of emotion, each clit swollen and distended, each face buried in the tasty jelly-like lips of the other's aunt. Sucking each other's clit, sucking it off, sometimes tenderly, sometimes in fury. Trembling in each other's anus, milky white tits tingling on each other's soft and working bellies. Both planting out endearments, outrageously sunk in pleasure. Meg felt it welling up, the thrill only this could give her. Her lips and tongue were on fire with need, tingling with the sweet, searing moistness of Sandra's pussy.
Again and again Meg's soft, hot body shuddered wildly and with ecstasy as Sandra vented her overpowering urge, unable to get enough of Meg's essence, unable to control her frantic desire for more. With each electrifying thrill that shook Meg's body and raced through her searing wet flesh, a deep, melting wave of bliss swept through Sandra's blood, until they finally released each other with a long, shuddering sigh.
Sandra stood up, wiping her cheeks with her hand, gazing down with satisfaction.
"Do you want me now? I mean, really want me?"
"Yes," Meg whispered, "want all of you."
Their passion had been so urgent, so all consuming that Sandra had only removed her panties before. Now she began a slow, provocative, undulating movement as she removed first her skin, then her blouse, and finally her bra. Her huge breasts jumped into view, bringing a gasp from Meg as she viewed the milky white skin and turgid nipples.
A new surge of desire swept through Meg as Sandra lay down on top of her, pressing her hot, velvety breasts against Meg's larger, pillow-like tits. She squirmed her tangle of soft pubic hair against Meg's soaking thighs.
"Your cunt was delicious, Meg," Sandra cooed. "Did you like it?"
"Oh, yes… I loved it."
"It was the first time you've had a woman, wasn't it?" Sandra said.
"No… not the first time," Meg said, the closeness of the other woman's body now refueling her need for sex.
"Fuck me!" Sandra cried. "Fuck my clit and bring me off!"
Meg knew what the other woman wanted and she also knew that she would give it. She became the aggressor. She snaked her tongue into Sandra's mouth, while her hand stroked her trembling inner thighs. The contact of their soft, hot flesh pressed tightly together, locked in a fierce embrace, sent a profuse trickle through her aching loins. She seemed to watch the spectacle from a distance, with cool detachment.
Meg sat up and placed a folded leg on each side of the girl's hips. She sat astride her body facing her, her moist thighs tingling as they came to soft, thrilling contact with Sandra's. Their wet, eager flesh created a delicious friction that sent ripples of pleasure through Meg's loins as she began slow, back and forth motions on the woman. She reached down, grasping and fondling the hot, swollen breasts. Her eyes glittered with excitement as she looked at Sandra's face, which was more beautiful as it mirrored the bliss she felt. She stroked her silken thighs and lower stomach as she speeded up her pace, soft groans of pleasure coming from Sandra's throat.
Sandra had barely completed her orgasm when Meg felt her own start again. "I'm coming. Oh, God, Sandra… I'm coming again!"
"Give it to me," Sandra cried, writhing her face under Meg's ass and burying it between her thighs. "I'll suck it dry for you."