After a last hungry kiss and a promise to have more time to get into their juicy sexual games the next week, Chester was off on the rest of his rounds. Still warmly dazed from the frenzied bout of tit fucking, Carol half-lay, half-slumped in a chair at the kitchen table. With lazy, languid movements she stroked her fingertips over the thick, gooey strands of Chester's cock-cream, massaging it into her silky flesh like some erotic skin lotion.
The early morning sun sent glittering rays of warmth into the breakfast nook, bathing the horny housewife in a golden glow. The wanton woman paid particular attention to slickening up her erect and pointing nipples with the thick jizz. Then taking deep breaths and slowly releasing them, she watched in sleepy-eyed amusement as the moist little nubbins sparkled while her huge tits rose and fell in the sunlight.
Half drowsing in the warmth, Carol was startled to suddenly hear a voice quite near speak up. "You look good enough to eat this morning, darlin'!"
Carol rolled her head on her shoulders to look at the backdoor, where her next door neighbor, Eileen Linke, stood half in and half out of the house. Carol grinned and waved her in with a lazy motion of her arm.
"Looks like good ol' Chester has already made his morning delivery," the small woman said with a dazzling smile as she shut the door behind her, letting her gaze travel over Carol's luxurious nude body. The tell-tale trails of cock-juice on her neighbor's massive boobs told Eileen the full story. Chester's rather specialized tastes were well-known with all the housewives of that neighborhood.
Eileen herself was nowhere near the queen-size proportions of tit that Carol possessed, but she was a real eyeful in her own way.
Only a few years younger than Carol, the two women had been friends for many years, and had managed to work as mutual supports to keep each other from letting their bodies show the ravages of advancing age. Eileen was a tiny woman at only a few inches over five feet and not quite up to a hundred pounds. Her body was sleek and slender, and her breasts, though small, were perfectly rounded globes that sat high on her chest, with dark nipples that always pointed up and outward as if she was in a state of constant arousal. And for Eileen, that was pretty much true!
This morning her dark hair was piled up on top of her head in an abundance of little curls, a few loose strands hanging down to frame her beautiful oval face. Her lithe body was barely covered by a tiny white bikini that did its job well of covering her most vital parts, while exposing as much succulent tanned flesh as the law would allow-or at least some laws.
The two women always got together in the mornings after their husbands went off to work, sharing a pot of coffee and talking over whatever happened to be on their minds, before they got on to the business of the day. And more often than not those sessions turned into much more than the clinched housewife gab fest.
Eileen had introduced her voluptuous female friend to the joys of bi-sexuality years before, and both had taken to it like ducks to water. Both women had no doubts that their main interests lay in the arms of men, but they saw nothing wrong with a healthy sexual relationship between women that could bring them pleasure as well. And, although that sexual aspect of these early-morning sessions had been far in the back of Eileen's mind that morning as she entered Carol's kitchen, the sight of her lady lover stretched out nude, obviously fresh from a sexual session already, was enough to get her own mouth watering and her tight pussy to juicing.
Carol opened her eyes slightly, giving her neighbor a low-lidded look of smoldering lust. "'Morning, Eileen," she purred happily, her hands still slowly rubbing Chester's spent jizz into her warm flesh. Releasing one thrusting tit she stretched out her arm to the other woman. "Come over here, pretty lady."
Eileen came quickly, eagerly, into her lady lover's embrace. Carol reached up and cupped her sticky hands around the smaller woman's firm, globular tits, squeezing both warm flesh and cool fabric. She worked the twin mounds slowly and rhythmically, molding the softly springy boobs, and working her thumbs over the fabric-covered nipples.
Eileen gasped and sighed in pleasure at the manipulation of her sensitive tits. Raising her hands behind her neck she untied the single strand that held her bikini top in place, then pulled and tugged to slip the bits of material out from under Carol's loving grip.
From her reclining position Carol got a full view of Eileen's perfect globes thrusting out over her head, and her hands seemed to take on a life of their own as they played over the succulent little mounds. She flicked her thumbs back and forth over the now exposed nipples, bringing them quickly up to full pulsing arousal, bright pink spots of lust on the tip of Eileen's titty orbs.
Eileen grunted deep in her throat and, closing her eyes, thrust her chest out, her mouth stretched wide in a smile of absolute ecstasy and happiness. She put her own slight hands over Carol's, pressing her grip harder into her responsive boobs.
"Nobody knows how to play with my tits like you, Carol honey," she sighed, her whole body trembling in growing sensual excitement.
"You know how to stroke a tit too, lover," Carol sighed back, arching her back to shove her own impressive chest up and out, setting her massive tit mounds to quivering, eager for a return touch from her lady lover.
The smaller woman twisted her arms around Carol's questing hands and reached down to cup as much of each huge tit as she could manage to gather up. Her fingers sank into the firm tan flesh, kneading and pulling, and she was rewarded with an instant sigh of gratification from Carol.
For a few moments the women remained that way, enjoying both the stroking and being stroked, reveling in the soft satiny feel of female flesh, mingled with the yielding hardness of taunt nipples, aroused and erect, two sets of miniature lady-cocks as visual clues to their bodies hungry lusts.
"This is going to get really out of hand in a minute…I hope," Carol giggled as she felt the heat of arousal seeping, from her twin tit mounds and lower in her body to start a new fire of lust in her loins. "I think we'd better find a more comfortable spot than the kitchen floor."
Raising one hand to her mouth, Eileen stretched her tongue out and luxuriously licked her palm clean of the traces of jizz she had picked up from her lover's heaving tits. "You didn't seem to mind the floor when you were with our friend Chester," she purred, her lips curling up in a smile at the taste of the still warm spunk. "Sure, but once a week is enough for my back," Carol said as she stretched her arms out over her head, pulling her huge tits into even stronger prominence, then rose from the chair. The two women moved quickly into each other's arms, pressing their bodies together tightly. Carol's huge tits mashed into her friend's own smaller globes, threatening to cover them completely as they wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their torsos together hard, striving to make contact with every inch of woman flesh. Carol tangled her long fingers into her lover's dark curly hair, lifting her face and mashing her open mouth down hungrily onto Eileen's open and waiting lips.
The two women traded tongue back and forth, gasping and huffing in ecstasy as their wet mouths almost bruised each other. Carol humped her lush cunt mound into Eileen's g-string covered groin, the sticky juices of her hot cunt oozing from her slot to smear along the smaller woman's hips and thighs.
"Ummmmm," Eileen moaned, raking her nails down the other woman's back, straining her own small body forward, rotating her hips in a dry-humping motion into Carol's burning loins.
"Jesus, come on!" Carol suddenly gasped as she broke their kiss with a loud wet smack. Her eyes were burning with a bright lusting light. "Let's do it by the pool!"
With mingled shrieks of delight the two women grasped hands and hurried for the door, feeling like giggling school girls who had just discovered how fun sex was as they rushed outside. A high fence and thick hedge of trees and shrubs surrounded the back of the home, screening the entire area off into Carol's own private love preserve, for the wanton blonde often found it more arousing still to make love while out under the open sky.