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My Best Friend's Wife

... taste of pussy in the morning," she said.

"What about at twelve fifty?" Leslie said.

"Any time during day or night," Emily said. Leslie picked up her purse and took out a quarter.

She held it up. "Heads or tails?" she asked. Emily took heads. Leslie flipped and pointed to her friend.

"You want to give or get?" she said. Emily said she wanted to taste her friend first. "I win either way," Leslie said. They stood up and began undressing one another, taking their time, fondling and kissing each part. I gave a running commentary, praising their efforts, and showing my appreciation for the sexiest kind of show.

When they were naked they moved to the bed and Leslie got on her back. Emily crawled between her friend's legs and got on her stomach with her face inches from her girlfriend's pussy. She put her lips against Leslie's labia and swiped the length of her slit with her tongue. Emily was clearly an expert when it came to eating pussy, and I loved seeing her demonstrate her craft.

She then inserted a finger in Bill's wife's pussy, curling it upward, searching for the G-spot. When she found it she began to work over the spot and suck on her clitoris at the same time, holding her lips tight around the tiny bud. She put a hand on each of Leslie's thighs, spreading her open as wide as she would go. She pushed her face against Leslie's pussy as tight as she could, sticking her tongue deep in the yawning crevice.

I could hardly contain ...

... myself as I watched one woman eat the other. Finally, when Leslie came the climax began to rumble deep inside her, rolling out of her like a wave against a cliff, splashing and erupting, then her pussy began to squirt. A stream shot out of her and soaked the bed. I had never seen a squirter before and was exhilarated by the sight.

When the women switched, Emily stretched out on the bed and Leslie got into place on her stomach, her head just inches away from her girlfriend's pussy. She stuck out her tongue, pushing it into the pink slit, pulling those sweet lips apart while reaching far into her friend.

The women made oral love for nearly an hour and I sat spellbound watching them pleasure one another, enthralled at what I saw. Leslie was my friend's wife, but she is a free spirit who knows what she likes and that is sex as often as she can get it and with whomever she wants.

I have been with her perhaps a hundred times, and each time is perhaps the best I've had. She is a unique woman who is not meant to be with only one man. It took him ten years to realize that, then he gave her the freedom she needed to be who she is. She is a sexual savant, and she is not only bisexual, she is a gifted multisexual who can satisfy many others at one time. Leslie lives fucking, sucking and kissing, and does it perfectly. Just being with her once is a gift, many times is a marvel. Leslie is a sexual sorceress, and she can play with my wand anytime she wants.