The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 5

Chapter 5 After she made the suggestion, Darleen dropped her gaze demurely and blushed a rosy pink. After a moment she gazed up through her lowered lashes to see how Caroline had taken the suggestion. Caroline looked a bit bemused, but not at all shocked or disgusted or angry. And she was smiling slightly. "Have you--ever--with a girl?" Caroline asked. Darleen shook her head. "No. Never," she whispered. "But I've thought about it a lot--like when I told you, in school and--and later, Caroline. I've thought about doing things with you." The girl blushed more deeply at that confession. Suspense seemed to surround them like a cloud--like a genie that had risen out of that gin bottle. "If--if you don't--" Darleen stammered, discomforted by Caroline's failure to respond, wondering if she had made a terrible mistake by making such a suggestion, a mistake that would destroy their friendship and leave them uncomfortable together in the future. It was true enough that Darleen had often wondered what it would be like to go to bed with her sexy blonde friend, and that she had frequently imagined it when she was giving herself a handjob, but she had never for a moment expected it to really take place. She never thought she would get up the nerve to admit that she wanted such a perverted affair. It was the gin, of course, compounding the fact that her husband was not giving her enough. But if Caroline were to turn her down now, Darleen thought she would just die. But then Caroline put her ...

... out of her misery. "I never have, either," she said. "But I wouldn't mind." "Ooooh!" squealed Darleen. She leaned across the table. Caroline was still holding her plump tit cupped in her hands and the tit drew Darleen like a magnet. She kissed the stiffened tip, then slurped it into her lips and began to suck greedily on the taut tip. Caroline began to tremble. She stroked Darleen's head as Darleen sucked on her nipple. Darleen was purring and whimpering as she savored her first mouthful of tit--a thing she had long desired but never figured that she would ever get to enjoy. She nursed hungrily on the fat nugget. Caroline smiled with the pleasure of it. She was slightly amazed that this was happening. It had never dawned on her that Darleen might want to do these things. After all, they were both married women, both obviously heterosexual. It was hard to imagine why they should desire deviate pleasures, yet that desire was most definite. "Let's go inside," Caroline whispered. "Let's go to bed." "Yes! Oh, yes!" They rose. They were both uncertain and shy, yet determined. Darleen slipped her hand into Caroline's timidly and Caroline squeezed it affectionately, encouragingly, conspiratorially. Then, hand in hand, they went into the house. Caroline led Darleen to the bedroom. They stood apart as they undressed. They looked at each other hungrily. Their bodies were so perfectly contrasted that they complemented each other like two carnal components meant to fit together to form a ...