She turned toward the bed, drinking in the beauty of Kitty's nakedness, her eyes staring hungrily at the narrow crease of the silk-fringed pussy. Slowly, as if moving to some unheard musical beat, she slipped the bikini down and gave me a delightful view of her trim ass, the cheeks high and firm, the thighs quivering only slightly as she stepped out of the flimsy garment and stood motionless, waiting for our comment.
"Wow!" was Kitty's hissed exclamation. "Will you look at that!"
Wilma turned toward me, the big tits shivering as she twisted her torso first, then pivoted the flaring hips to bring the bushy triangle of her cunt into view, spreading her legs to part the lips of that inviting valley.
"Christ!" I whispered. I had heard of such things and written about them, but this was my first encounter with the actuality. From the membranous trough, just above her vaginal lips, her clitoris thrust outward like a miniature prick, an engorged finger of swollen flesh I estimated at more than two inches in length and thicker than my thumb.
With the preputial fold drawn back to expose the throbbing tip, its expanded girth needing only that tiny slit to complete its resemblance to a stiffened cock, the clitoris rose and fell with the internal flexing of the girl's aroused cunt.
She turned those narrowed eyes to Kitty. "Think you can handle this, honey?" she whispered, sliding her hand upward along one smooth thigh until her forefinger could flick gently at the thrusting organ.
Kitty's face was a mask of indecision, her lips working with a mixture of desire and fear, the dainty tongue circling in a slow moistening. Her thighs moved together, closing the gateway into that delicious little pussy, quivered and parted again. She held out her arms and gave a little gasp, lowering her torso onto the bed as Wilma approached her.
"Get up on the bed, honey," Wilma instructed. "And let's put a couple of pillows under that sweet little bottom." She waited as Kitty moved eagerly to the center of the bed, tugging the pillows down and elevating her hips as she stuffed the fluffy rectangles beneath her, lifting the virginal slit into an inviting position.
I expected Wilma to mount her immediately. Instead, she climbed into a voluptuous crouch between Kitty's knees, lowering her face to that delectable crotch and running her tongue from bottom to top of the plump-lipped groove, causing Kitty's thighs to quiver and her face to contort with desire.
"Oh, yes!" Kitty groaned, gripping the bed with outstretched hands. "Lick me! Lick my pussy! Your tongue feels so good!"
Wilma didn't seem to need the encouragement. Her tongue raced up and down, waggling from side to side and boring into the membranous cuntal lips before proceeding upward to lash the protruding button of the girl's engorged clitoris. Compared to Wilma's, Kitty's clit was almost nonexistent, but the flicking of that hot tongue across its reddened tip sent her ass into a furious writhing that crushed her cunt against Wilma's hungry mouth.
Watching Wilma eat that delicious young pussy was causing my cock to rear painfully inside the swim trunks, and I relinquished my drink long enough to strip them off, letting the swollen prong swing free, its head already wet with slippery fluid. I gulped down the remaining whiskey and walked over to the bed, settling my bottom alongside Kitty's blonde head and listening to Wilma's noisy slurpings as she sucked and tongued the tasty cunt.
"Feel good, baby?" I asked softly and the long lashed eyes blinked open to stare at my cock.
"Oh, God! Yes!" she whimpered. Her ass jerked as Wilma made a series of rapid thrusts with her skillful tongue. She moved her head suggestively. "Let me suck it, Uncle Steve! Please!"
It was tempting. But I had another idea. I shifted my hips and gripped my cock with one hand, guiding it within reach of those moist red lips.
She opened her mouth wide, expecting me to insert the head, and her tongue poised, wet and glistening. Instead, I drew the tip through the widened membranes, letting her lick the slippery tip before withdrawing it to squeeze another blob of the clear semen from the reddened slit.
She closed her mouth, savoring the taste of my prick and swallowing the mixture of saliva and jism, then pursed her lips invitingly as I repeated the gesture, rubbing the head against her thrusting tongue and feeling the soft lips nibble at the sensitive glans. She whimpered her desire and pleasure and I milked another pearly drop of fluid upward with a movement of my encircling fingers, watching her eyes close in sensual abandon as she claimed it.
Wilma raised her lovely face, her lips smeared with the copious fluids she had drawn from Kitty's pussy. She stared wide-eyed at my cock, her tongue licking slowly and excitingly, like a child gathering the frosting from a spoon.
"You're a real stud!" she whispered. "There's enough there for both of us to suck!"
She moved upward, making sure that the nipple of one breast dragged through Kitty's slit, making the girl's ass quiver in response. I touched her shoulder.
"Let me see that!" I urged. "Do it again!"
Willingly, she balanced herself with one hand and used the other to manipulate the big tit until the swollen nipple sank into the slippery lips of Kitty's pussy. Then she moved it in a slow circling, rubbing the spongy finger against the nerve laden flesh until Kitty was moaning with excitement and pushing her ass even higher.
"You're gonna… make… me… come!" she wailed.
"That's the idea, honey!" Wilma assured her, pressing the nipple more firmly into the writhing slit and using one finger to massage the throbbing clitoris. "Come for Wilma!"
Kitty's whole body convulsed with the forceful spasms of her climax and the juicy membranes shivered and tightened about the caressing nipple as Wilma moved it with consummate skill, waiting until the writhing ass relaxed before withdrawing it, wet and glistening with the girl's juices.
"You enjoyed that," I said, staring into Wilma's narrowed eyes. "Didn't you?"
"Honey," she answered huskily. "I enjoy it any way it can be done."
She moved upward, suspending her voluptuous nakedness above Kitty's arched body, the quivering spear of her enlarged clitoris aimed directly at the cream-slickened lips of the girl's pussy. Slowly, almost reverently, she lowered her magnificent hips, inserting the miniature cock between the quivering folds.
Kitty's legs stiffened and she gasped, her thighs clamping Wilma's hips and her hands flashing to grip the resilient mounds of the hovering breasts, pushing upward as she felt the engorged organ penetrate her aroused cunt.
"Noooooo!" she wailed. Then her cry was cut short by Wilma's mouth fastening over the parted lips. The older girl's buttocks tightened and she forced the pulsating clitoris into the clenching resistance, boring with a determined grinding of her ass that wormed the hot stiffness about between the sensitive labial folds.
Kitty's hands withdrew from between their bodies and went about Wilma's neck. Her legs climbed slowly upward to twine about the undulating waist and her ass screwed in a slow, sensuous circling, working her pussy about the throbbing insertion.
With my cock thumping against my belly in excitement, I moved down to where I could see between Wilma's legs, past the dripping jaws of her own cunt, to watch that improbable clitoris slide in and out of Kitty's spasming slit.
So far as Kitty was concerned, she was being fucked. Wilma's clit was thick enough to friction those labial nerves with every stroke and long enough to provide that delicious sliding with which her ass was cooperating by grinding the assaulted pussy about its pistoning visitor.
I could only imagine Wilma's enjoyment. To some extent, the clitoris is comparable to the male cock, but it is infinitely more sensitive, particularly in those women who are uninhibited by convention. The almost convulsive movement of Wilma's body as she pumped in and out of Kitty's pussy told me she was receiving a thrill similar to that I felt just before orgasm, when my prick was ramming, hard and fast, through the spasming heat and wetness of a responsive cunt.