What A Christmas, Carol - Sex Stories

What A Christmas, Carol

... suddenly, June was kneeling next to her, her hand cupping Carol’s cheek and her thumb caressing her lips. Carol forgot to breathe while sparkles danced over her lips. A hand trailed gently up her thigh, and she parted her legs involuntarily. “Merry Christmas,” June whispered, close enough so her hot breath caressed Carol’s face, and the young woman trembled under the flighty touch of air. “Merry Christmas,” she whispered back, her breath shivering with an excitement she had never felt before. “Have you ever,” June softly inquired while she leaned in closer, “made love with a woman?” “Never!” Then June’s lips were upon hers, and all conscious thoughts dissolved into nothingness. Warm skin brushed over skin, teased, nibbled, and then a soft, hot, moist tongue sneaked out and demanded entrance. Carol’s lips parted without resistance, and her own tongue greeted the intruder, rubbed against it, while she melted into the kiss and gasped her approval into the older woman’s mouth. Edgar’s experienced fingers had found her mound and softly stroked up and down. The smooth fabric of her panties quickly became soaked. Carol arched her back, any misgivings she might have still carried washed away in a torrent of passion. June broke the kiss and turned her around. She felt her panties get pulled down her thighs. Strong hands gripped her waist and pulled her onto her knees, and when June sat down in front of her, already free of her pajama bottoms and stripping out of her top in a ...

... practiced motion, a hunger Carol had never experienced before welled up. She leaned down, her eyes only inches from June’s ripe pussy with its neat strip of short, blonde curls, and breathed in the heady, intense aroma of the older woman’s excitement. “Oh god,” she whispered, dizzy, light headed, almost overwhelmed by the daring intimacy. Soft, pink wrinkles peeked from June’s pussy, like rose petals about to unfold. Then something warm and smooth pushed against her own pussy, rubbed up and down, and without second thought, her tongue sneaked out and licked June’s juices from their source. “Yes!” Her older neighbor greeted her ministration. “Oh god, yes, oh Carol!” Then Edgar’s cock pushed its way inside, slowly, forcefully, opening her further than she had ever been opened before, and her lips sang a song of passionate delight into June’s pussy. Fingers buried themselves in her hair. More fingers gripped her waist tightly. The back strap of her bustier loosened, and then her breasts swung free. Like June the night before, she was being fucked by Edgar from behind, now naked and lewd and loving it. His hard, ridged, throbbing cock pistoned deeply inside her, only to withdraw and make her gasp with desire. Her tongue found its way inside June, and the moans her penetration brought where just the prettiest music. She moaned herself, and Edgar grunted and fucked her harder. Soon, they were one moaning, trembling, feverish tangle of people, racing towards climax. And they reached it ...