Free Lustful Ladies, Volume 1 by Lynn Lake Page B

swirled her pink tongue around my parted lips and I glowed with fervour. I stuck out my tongue, entwined it with Marie’s, my entire body, from squished nipples to undulating pussy, pulsating with delight.
    She helped me strip off my clothes, then rolled me over and lay on top of me, our bare bodies melding together. My breasts were bigger than hers, my skin much paler, my ginger hair just as long—and my need even greater than hers had been earlier. We kissed, our hard nipples and soft breasts pressing together, our moist pussies touching. I shimmered all over.
    Marie kissed her way from my mouth to my chin, down my neck to my chest. I quivered with emotion, as she clasped my breasts together and kissed the throbbing pink tips, one after the other. The fact she was a woman made no difference anymore, only made it better, because she knew all the hot spots, the pressure points that all women know on their bodies. When she squeezed my tits and twirled her tongue around first one nipple and then the other, I arched up off the bed and into her knowing hands and mouth.
    Marie gazed into my eyes while flicking her tongue against my nipples, a smile displayed on her lips. And then she sucked one of my needful buds into her mouth and tugged on it with those plush lips of hers.
    Marie sucked and sucked on my one nipple, vaccing it almost right off my boob. Before letting it snap out of her mouth, so she could inhale my other nipple and nurse on that one for a while. She kneaded my tits and sucked the tips so hard I thought my nipples would pop right off into her mouth. And in a dark corner of my addled mind, I thought her succulent mouth would be heading lower, to that soaking wet slit of mine that was pulsing with a wanton desire to be licked.
    But Marie had another idea in mind. She suddenly spat my nipple out of her mouth, wet and tingling, and dropped my tits from her hands, hot and buzzing. “There was something else in your toy box that I wanted to try,” she announced playfully.
    I gulped, watching her swing off the bed and drop down onto her knees on the carpet. Her bum cheeks looked adorable squished against her heels as she dug around in my box of sex toys. I gripped the bedspread and almost swallowed my tongue, when she suddenly yelped and sprang up, holding a strap-on I’d never seen before.
    “That isn’t mine,” I whispered.
    She cocked her pretty head to one side. “It is now.” She stepped into the black leather harness and secured it tightly to her hips and against her pussy. I couldn’t help but stare at the ten-inch black dong that protruded from the front of the strap-on—from Marie’s loins.
    I didn’t have time to protest, if I’d even intended to. Because Marie was back on the bed, on her knees in between my legs. She lubed the immense dong, swirling her hand up and down its smooth length, smiling down at me. I sort of smiled up at her, trembling all over and inside.  
    Marie lay on top of me again, the dong pressing into my belly in between us. Then she arched her hips and inserted the tip of the dildo into my pussy before plunging the rest of it deep inside of me with a thrust of her hips.
    “Oh my god,” I gushed.
    Marie kissed me again, squeezed my breasts again, draped over me again. Only now she pumped her hips, sawing that strapped-on silicone cock of hers back and forth in my pussy. I swelled with heat and damp and delight, knowing how she’d felt earlier, feeling so very good about answering her very personal call for assistance.
    I grabbed onto Marie’s butt cheeks. They clenched and clutched under my fingers, as she fucked me with the strap-on. Our tongues wrapped together, our bodies melding again, the bed rocking and my breath coming in gasps. Marie pounded into my pussy, driving me wild, to the absolute endpoint of all resistance.  
    And that’s when she pulled back, out. Leaving me gasping, my grip on reality gone.
    “Since you treated me, I’d better treat you,” I heard