Eating Pussy

Cynthia gasped at the pressure on her nipple and released Jessie's nipple from between her fingers. Bending down, she gently stroked Jessie's face and spoke softly to her. Jessie looked up into Cyn's eyes and lessened her grip on the tender flesh between her teeth.

"Jessie, I want to give you a wonderful gift for your birthday. I want to eat this beautiful pussy of yours until you cum on my tongue and fingers."

Jessie held her breath at Cyn's words, and found she didn't have the words to convey how she felt. Part of her wanted to pull back, to stop. She had never had a woman near her pussy - how would she taste to another woman? Jessie looked down Cyn's body, and the hesitation vanished. She looked back into Cyn's eyes, and pulled her down so their lips met. Jessie kissed Cyn long and passionately, giving herself over to this woman, wanting to feel her between her thighs.

Cyn broke from the kiss, and trailed her tongue slowly down Jessie's body. Every lick, every kiss, every touch set off the nerves in Jessie's body. She ran her fingers through Cyn's hair, as she spread her legs and looked down at the brunette sliding easily between her legs.

Cyn lifted one of Jessie's legs and placed it over the back of the couch, then crouched in between her thighs. Pulling Jessie's pussy lips apart, Cyn admired the glistening beauty of her best friend's sex. Jessie's pussy was swollen with desire, her juices running from her body, and Cynthia felt her own desire increase. Bending down, Cyn lightly ran her tongue over the outer lips of Jessie's pussy. Moaning, Cyn increased her licking, making long strokes with her tongue, feeling the sticky juices clinging to Jessie's inner folds.

Jessie moaned at the feel of Cyn's tongue against her skin and pressed her fingers into Cyn's hair. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to Cyn's lips and tongue, amazed at the volume of feeling she was experiencing. Jessie groaned as Cyn lightly inserted one finger into Jessie's pussy, and she sighed at the sound of her juices flowing around Cyn's finger.

"More, Cyn, oh more, please!"

Smiling, Cynthia shoved another finger into Jessie cunt and started to pump her pussy as her tongue followed the folds of her sex. Jessie moved her hips against Cynthia's tongue, and slid her leg from the back of the couch to squeeze against Cynthia's head. As much as Cynthia tried to keep Jessie's thighs parted, Jessie pushed them together. Looking up from Jessie's pussy, Cyn spied Sam still stroking his cock, the head already a deep purple.

"Sam, come over here and help me with Jessie!"

Sam looked incredulously at Cyn before scampering out of the chair and heading for the couch. He looked questioningly at Cyn, wondering what she had in mind.

"Here. Sam, hold each of Jessie's ankles high and wide so I can eat this slut's pussy."

Sam reached down and grabbed each of his wife's slim ankles spreading her wide open to Cyn's tongue. Jessie groaned and looked up at her husband,and smiled. She felt wanton, she felt like a whore, and she was loving it! She saw her husband's cock, swollen and purple, above her and suddenly she had to have him.

"Sam, your cock! I've got to have cock - NOW!"

Sam looked at Cyn, wondering if he should allow his sexy wife the pleasure of his cock.