Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 6: While the Cat i - Sex Stories

Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 6: While the Cat i

... Darla said, grinning and pointing at the crotch of Pamela's shorts which were clearly featuring a noticeable dark stain at the gusset. "That's the delicious scent that was driving me wild in the kitchen," she added. "Oh, no!" Pamela said, starting to jump up, clearly embarrassed that her leaking pussy had betrayed her to such an extent. She'd been an idiot to skip the panties - she just thought it would feel sexier to go commando, as Sean called it. Darla grabbed her and kept her from leaping off the sofa. She took Pamela's wine glass and set it on the coffee table. She then took the napkin with the uneaten appetizer on it and put it next to the wine glass. She leaned in and kissed Pamela on the lips, pushing her down as she leaned in. Pamela managed to extricate her legs before they became uncomfortably bent and let Darla push her onto her back on the cushions. She felt Darla's big breasts pressing into her own and felt Darla's tongue slide into her mouth as the kiss deepened. "I hope you didn't have anything elaborate planned for dinner, because I plan on having my appetizer right here," Darla hissed into Pamela's ear, punctuating her statement by cupping Pamela's pubis and pressing on it with her hand; the cotton fabric wet with Pamela's juices. Pamela moaned. At this point food was furthest from her mind. Darla recaptured Pamela's mouth and they continued to make out on the sofa. Pamela didn't even remember when or how Darla had managed to unsnap her shorts, but she felt ...

... her buxom friend's fingers delving into her honeypot and arched her back as the direct contact with her sex went through her body like an electric current. She had a small but intense climax. Darla brought her fingers, wet with Pamela's juices, to her mouth and licked them with obvious relish. "Let's get these off," she said, getting to her knees and grabbing Pamela's shorts with both hands. Pamela raised her buttocks off the sofa as Darla yanked the shorts off and tossed them aside. She pushed Pamela's knees apart, smiling when she saw a string of pussy juice stretch from one pussy lip to the other as Pamela's petals parted. "Play with yourself," Darla commanded, reaching for the hem of her dress and pulling it over her head. She was indeed sans panties and displayed a snail trail of her own on the insides of her upper thighs. Her bra was quickly discarded and her beautiful tits were fully displayed, their upper slopes covered in the freckles Pamela found so sexy, the nipples deep pink and tumescent. Pamela stared at Darla's naked body and without thinking obeyed Darla's order. Her hand found its way to her crotch and she began stroking her lady parts feeling the hot wetness under her fingers and moaning at the lewdness of the act. She'd never masturbated in front of anyone, not even Sean, and it was turning her on to do it for Darla. Darla's fingers weren't idle either. She had a hand between her legs and was vigorously fingering herself as she watched Pamela. Darla pulled ...