She was straightening up from stepping out of her panties, and her lovely body was completely naked. Lithe and slender, but with full, graceful curves which made Janice quiver with need and anticipation. Christina's arms enfolded her, and she bent her head down and lifted the tip of one of the smooth, firm mounds of flesh to her lips, sucking and licking it. Tremors raced through Christina as she ran her hands over Janice's naked body, and she whimpered as Janice slid one hand down her smooth, soft stomach and cupped the mound of hair between her thighs.
They embraced beside the bed, Janice's hand moving deeper between Christina's thighs and cupping her vulva, and Christina moved her feet apart as she moaned with sensation and arousal, kissing Janice's soft, slender shoulders and feeling her, moving her hands over the tiny waist, the firm, smooth buttocks, and the resilient breasts. They moved toward the bed as the impulse stirred in both of them, and they got onto the bed together, still caressing and fondling each other. Their breath was coming in quick, ragged sobs as their hands moved in urgent caresses, and Christina gently pushed Janice onto her back and hovered over her, feeling and kissing her. Janice relaxed and looked up at Christina's naked body, the need now a raging tide which was sweeping her dizzily along with it.
Christina put one knee between Janice's thighs and cupped her buttocks, then she raised Janice from the bed as she lowered herself, pressing their vulvas together. Janice threw her forearm across her mouth to stifle the scream from the pang of agonizingly ecstatic sensation which shot through her as Christina began revolving her hips. It was a swelling force within her, a choking, stifling pressure which was crushing her and at the same time was lifting her to blissful heights. She locked her thighs around Christina's body and began twisting her hips from side to side, and Christina dug her fingers more firmly into Janice's buttocks as she began moving her hips more rapidly.
"Is it good, baby?" Christina choked in a strangled voice, her body moving violently. "Does it feel good, baby?"
"…good… good… killing me… good… harder… faster…"
"Oh, God," Christina moaned in a wailing voice. "Oh, God – I'm getting you… so beautiful… wanted you so much… do anything to get you… had to have you…" She suddenly broke off, dropping Janice back onto the bed, and she moved to a kneeling position by her, bending over and lapping at her stomach. "Oh, I have to get you all ways, baby… I have to do everything… I have to do it all to you…"
"…all right, darling… all right… whatever you want…"
Christina moved her mouth on down Janice's body, nibbling at the triangle of hair between her thighs, and Janice flexed her knees and spread her thighs wide apart as she pulled at Christina's thighs. A shuddering tremble raced through Janice as Christina's lips brushed the inside of her thighs, and she pulled harder at Christina's thighs. Christina moved around on the bed, still on her knees and bending over Janice, and she put her knees on each side of Janice's chest as she lowered her head between Janice's thighs and lapped at her vulva.
Janice uttered a whimpering moan of sensation, taking Christina's thighs in her hand and pulling herself up to Christina's pussy. She stuck her tongue out and began lapping her tongue along Christina's pussy with long strokes as she gripped Christina's thighs and held herself in a sitting position. Christina's body tensed with a shudder, and she opened her mouth wide and covered Janice's pussy with her lips, sucking it, and she began straightening her legs and lowering herself onto Janice. Janice cupped Christina's buttocks and squeezed them as she stiffened her tongue and worked it into Christina's pussy, and she moved moving her head and sliding her tongue in and out as Christina's body slid down onto hers. Their arms wrapped around each other and they rolled onto their sides, their heads deep between each other's thighs and their tongues caressing each other's pussy.
It was now an all-encompassing mountain of sensation piled high over her, and her body was being swirled about in the blinding depths. Christina's tongue was a fiery length which kept following her and stabbing at the very core of her being as she tried to twist away and slow the headlong plunge into the smothering clouds which were trying to enfold her. She tried vainly to keep her tongue on Christina's clitoris and make the shuddering surges racing through her body come faster, but she lost control over her body and fell over onto her back, her fingernails digging at the sheets. "…on me… get on me… get on me and get it… get on top… get me off… killing me… dying… get on top of me and get it."
Christina raised her head and turned again, pushing Janice onto her back, and she spread Janice's thighs apart and put one knee between them again. Janice's body jerked and trembled, spasms racing through it as she tried to thrust herself up at Christina, and Christina murmured to her in a soothing tone as she cupped her buttocks and scooped her up from the bed, pressing their vulvas together again.
Janice locked her legs around Christina and began undulating rapidly as they pressed together, and she could feel the muscles moving in Christina's thighs as she revolved her hips, increasing the pressure. There was a widening crack in the walls restraining her, a distant hint of relief from the need which was consuming her. It moved closer, and she undulated her body in a flurry of motion, straining to reach it. Christian's quavering voice was a soft whisper on the edge of her consciousness.
"…getting it, baby? Are you going to get off, baby? Is it good for you, baby?"
It was closer, now throbbing nearer and nearer with a long, sweeping stride, and the triumphant joy flooded through her as she approached it confidently, embracing it, knowing that it was hers at last. "…good… good… going to get me… going to come… I'm going to come… going to get it off…"
"I am too, baby… it's good, baby you're beautiful, baby you're making me come with you, baby… so good, baby… come with me, baby… please come with me, baby… now… now… now…"
It was now imminent, at the heart-stopping instant before the sweeping plunge, and she dangled on the verge and savored the beauty of the ultimate ecstasy before she cast herself into the maelstrom. "…coming with you… I'm coming with you… I'm coming – aaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhhh!" Her scream blended with Christina's as their bodies locked together in a frenzy of motion, soaring into the shattering simultaneous orgasm.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Janice drove her car slowly around the circular drive in front of the country club and turned into the parking lot. There were numerous cars in the lot, with a preponderance of Cadillacs, Lincolns, and Rolls Royces among them, and she could hear the rumble of music and murmur of conversation as she walked toward the front door. She was wearing a powder blue party dress with a plain bodice and flounced skirt. It left her shoulders and arms bare, and several inches of her curved, shapely thighs were visible below the hemline, looking smooth and soft under the sheer material of her pantyhose. She was also wearing blue shoes and carrying a blue clutch purse, and her youthful, simple appearance was enhanced by the lack of makeup and jewelry.
The doorman touched the bill of his cap and swung the door open for her, and she nodded to him and entered, looking around. It was one of the periodic no-host parties staged by Christina to assuage the feelings of those whom she had pressured into subscriptions to the symphony organization, and the trustees and management always made an effort to attend and welcome the contributors to the inner circle. A number of people were already there, including the trustees, the general manager, and several of the professors from the conservatory.