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Teri really wasn’t sure she was ready for more, but the dampness between her own legs was rapidly overcoming her natural reticence. “You and Ted have gone farther?”  “Way farther” was Marge’s response.  Teri giggled, “How much farther can you go than sucking another man’s cock in front of your own husband?”  “You really are an innocent aren’t you?” Marge asked.  “If you really want an answer to that, I’ll show you…and then you and I are going to have a long conversation.”  Teri sipped her coffee, mulling over whether she wanted to know more.  The sensitivity between her legs was maddening, and her curiosity got the better of her.  “So show me” she said.

“Ted” Marge called, “come in here please.”  Teri was a little apprehensive as Ted came into the living room with them.  He was a very attractive man.  His lean, tanned frame moved with a natural grace as he padded barefoot into the room, his jeans low on his hips.  “What’s up” he smiled boyishly and nodded hello to Teri.  “I’ve just been telling Teri how we’ve managed to spice up our sex life…” Marge said.  Ted leaned forward to kiss the tip of Marge’s nose and his unbuttoned shirt fell open, exposing a hard flat stomach and a hairless well-muscled chest.  “Is that right?” he asked Teri with a grin.  Marge licked her lips expectantly and said “show her.”  Ted’s hands unfastened his jeans and they fell around his ankles, his proud cock already rising.  Teri’s eyes widened.  She fought the urge to get up and run as, fascinated, she watched Ted stroke his cock to full erection.  He threw his head back and began to furiously masturbate right before Teri’s eyes.  She was close enough to touch him but she didn’t dare.  The dampness between her legs had become a flood and her nipples were chafing inside her own tee shirt.  “Cum for us baby” Marge cooed at him.  Teri could see the veins swelling and his balls jerking in their skin sack as he stroked up and down.  Marge reached for Teri’s hand and pulled it to her.  “Here,” she said, “cum in her hand.”  Ted groaned and began to spray a heavy load into Teri’s outstretched and not altogether willing hand.  She saw his eyes go straight to her hardened nipples, outlined clearly against the white tee shirt she wore, and she felt the hot fluid fill her palm.  She felt her insides churn as she watched the flow, and then Ted sank to the floor grinning.  Marge bent over, locking her eye’s on Teri’s, slowly and lasciviously licked the semen from Teri’s palm.  She licked Teri’s hand completely clean, taking her time between Teri’s fingers.  Teri was dumbstruck.  Of all the fantasies she had ever had, none of them could match the sheer erotic force of what she had just experienced.

“Down boy” Marge laughed as she saw Ted watching Teri’s breasts as they rose and fell from her ragged breathing.  “She’s not ready for you just yet.”  Ted grinned and stood, bending to kiss Marge soundly.  He turned, still bent, and gave Teri a peck on the cheek.  “I can wait” he said as he sauntered from the room.

Teri leaned back on the sofa, trembling.  Marge moved closer to her, reaching out and lightly ran her hand across Teri’s throbbing nipples.  “Now, you and I are going to have a long quiet talk!”

To be continued…

Erotic Exploration

By Danica Williams

Copyright
©
2011 Danica Williams

This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

This book contains sexually explicit content and is intended for a mature audience only.

All persons portrayed in this book are over 18 years of age.

Marge smoothed Teri’s hair back, giggling at her friend’s flustered face. “I don’t quite know what to make of that,” Teri told her, “that’s way outside of anything I’ve even considered before.” Marge’s husband Ted had just cum all over Teri’s outstretched hand…and Marge had then licked it slowly off Teri’s fingers and palm while staring straight into Teri’s light blue eyes. When Marge had sent her husband from the room, Marge had brushed the backs of her hand against Teri’s aroused nipples. Teri had never thought of it one way or another, but her reaction to Marge’s touch was more surprising than her reaction to being watched having sex with her own husband. If Teri had anything to say about it,
that
particular even would occur again soon. Her reaction to the young man watching them had been spectacular. 

Marge was watching carefully for Teri’s reactions because she didn’t want to spook her. She and Ted had often discussed Teri and Stan during sex.  Ted had a letch for Teri, and Marge had wanted to play with Stan’s cock since she had seen it on his balcony. Stan liked to smoke naked on his bedroom balcony late at night while he was thinking things over…and Marge wished he would think more often. Thus far, Teri had shown no adverse reaction to the chain of events brought about by her visit this morning. “You’re not mad?” Marge asked. “No, I’m horny as hell, I just have no idea where to go from here” Teri replied. “I do” Marge said. She bent forward and kissed Teri lightly on the lips. Teri didn’t pull away, and the kiss deepened. Teri had never been kissed this way. It was softer than any man’s kiss she had ever experienced, more erotic. Marge’s tongue skittered wildly just inside her lips, seeking, probing. Marge’s fingers hovered lightly over Teri’s skin, just the flesh of her arms and neck. Her fingers left a track of fire in their wake, though, and Teri quickly became aroused even more than she had been when Ted had cum on her hand. Marge’s kiss became more insistent, Teri’s response became more ardent.

Marge’s hand reached under Teri’s tee shirt and began to lightly trace lazy circles on Teri’s hard belly. Teri strained to get her skin closer to Marge’s hand.  She found herself drifting, not thinking at all. A consuming desire began to build in her that refused to consider that this was a woman touching her, inflaming her as much as her husband could. She felt only the heat. She reached inside Marge’s thin tee shirt and cupped her breast. The hard nipple tickled the palm of her hand, and Teri grasped it between her thumb and forefinger. She wanted to taste it, to feel the hardness with her tongue. She did. Marge smiled inside her kiss, loving the taste of Teri’s lips. She pulled back, lifting her tee shirt above her head, Teri’s sucking mouth still clinging tightly to her breast.

Marge tugged at Teri’s shirt, loosening her from the nipple she sucked briefly, just long enough to get the tee shirt. Leaning Teri back on the sofa, Marge shifted so her hair hung down over Teri’s belly and her own mouth attached itself to Teri’s rock hard nipple. As she suckled the nipple gently, teasing it with her teeth and tongue, her nails grazed the nipple of Teri’s other breast, teasing it as well. Teri’s free hand went to the waistband of Marge’s shorts. She briefly traced the skin of Marge’s own flat belly, then burrowed inside the shorts.  Her fingers froze and she moaned deep in her throat. Where there should have been coarse pubic hair, her hand encountered only more smooth skin. Wetness from Marge’s pussy moistened Teri’s questing hand. She explored further, finding the soft folds of Marge’s pussy, surrounding the little nub that stood erect. As she rubbed the little nub, Marge’s sucking mouth started a wet trail down Teri’s stomach, biting softly. She could smell Teri’s arousal, and Teri’s legs were reflexively spread wide. Teri hunched her hips upward, pushing towards Marge’s head.  Marge sat up quickly and both women tumbled from the sofa to the soft carpet of the floor. Marge’s heels came up off the floor as she removed her shorts, baring her smooth shaven pussy.  Wiggling her shoulders provocatively, she told Teri “Last chance to back out!” chanting the words like a child at play.

Teri sat up and removed her shorts in a single fluid motion and dove onto Marge’s body. Her kiss passionate, she ground her hips downward in short circular motions, pelvis directly contacting pelvis. The pleasure was excruciating. Marge ground back, matching her motion for motion, legs spread wide to allow for better contact between the two of them.  Teri placed her palms on Marge’s breasts and leaned the front of her body upwards, leaving their nipples grazing each other, and generating more friction between their grinding mounds.  Marge’s moans turned to words of encouragement. “Yes, like that. Right there, yessss!”  Teri was beyond turned on, Marge’s words searing her brain. She wanted to climb inside Marge’s slender body, the heat was incredible but she wanted more. Marge slid one of her legs between Teri’s and shoved her hips upward, bring their clits into direct contact.  The wet heat was too intense, and Teri slipped into an orgasm so explosive it took her breath away. She collapsed on top of Marge.

They lay like that, catching their breath, unable to move. Teri was in shock. Before this very moment, if anyone had told her another woman could arouse this kind of reaction from her, she would have laughed aloud.  “Damn, I would have paid money to watch that!” Ted’s voice came from the doorway to the living room. Laughing uproariously, Marge threw a sofa pillow at him.  “Get out of here you bastard!” she yelled.  Marge threw her arms around Teri and they both laughed, though Teri laughed a little embarrassedly. “I’ll get him for that” Marge choked out. “Oh shit!” Teri said, still giggling, “How am I going to explain all this to Stan?” “Show him what I just watched” came Ted’s voice from the other room, “he’ll come around quickly!”  Both women collapsed on the carpet giggling so hard they cried.

They were in Teri’s huge clawfoot tub surrounded by bubbles and surrounded by the smell of her candles. “I can’t wait till Stan gets home” Teri said nervously.  “Me either” said Marge drily.  Both women giggled. “I’ve been giggling like a teenager for two days now” said Teri, “we’ve got to stop!” They looked at each other and neither could hold it back. They howled with laughter.

“I have to do one more thing to get ready for tonight” Teri said.  Marge, drying off with a giant fluffy bath towel, raised her eyes. Teri spread her legs and sat on the edge of the tub.  She handed Marge a razor as she clipped her pubic hair off with hair clippers. Marge lathered her up and began to carefully shave.

Stan reached for the door to go inside and it opened wide. Teri stepped outside on the front porch smelling clean and fresh…and she was as nude as the moment she was born. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly. Unhurriedly, she stepped back, took his hand and led him inside. She took his briefcase from him and tossed it on the foyer table. Still holding him by the hand, she led him upstairs to their bedroom. The drapes were closed; candles were lit atop all the dressers, tables, and nightstands.  Soft music was playing on their bedroom stereo, and the smell of hot sandalwood oil permeated the room. 

Lying in the center of their huge king sized bed mother naked was their next door neighbor Marge. She was wearing nothing but a huge smile, and one of her legs was propped up, rocking back and forth. Her body shone with sandalwood oil. Teri touched her index finger to Stan’s lips, silencing him. “Watch” she commanded, and led him to the foot of the bed. Teri bent over Marge’s waist, and Stan noticed that she was shaven bare, smooth as a baby’s bottom…and so was Teri! Teri’s head dipped between Marge’s legs, and Marge spread them wide. Stan was totally blown away. He wasn’t even sure if he wasn’t hallucinating.

Teri began to lap around the edges of the folds of Marge’s beautiful pink pussy. Stan leaned closer to see better. Terri’s pointed little tongue poked in and out of Marge’s slit like a hummingbird drawing nectar from a flower. Marge threw her hips backward, making herself more accessible to Teri’s probing tongue. She grabbed Teri’s hips and pulled her astraddle her own chest. With her hands grasping Teri’s buttocks, she pulled her own head up to lick at Teri. For long moments they fed, drinking from a well any man could appreciate, and no man could understand. 

Stan’s cock had swollen so large that his pants actually hurt him, but he was transfixed, he simply was unable to move. Lazily, Teri lifted her head from her labors long enough to smile at him and wink, then she bent back to her task. She lovingly caressed every inch of Marge’s pussy with her bright pink tongue, lingering a bit on Marge’s clit, sucking it into her mouth, then licking it off. The sound of both women’s moans were rising and falling as they rocked in their mutual embrace. A spot appeared on top of Stan’s trousers where the head of his cock began to leak.

The women, by unspoken mutual agreement, unwrapped themselves and lay together belly to belly, nipple to hard nipple. Their kisses were as erotic to Stan as their heated lapping at each other’s moist pussies. Something about the way women kissed told wise men they were missing something essential; to lesser men, it was just inexplicably erotic. Marge was the one to give in to lust first. Teri was kissing and murmuring soundless words.  Marge straddled one of Teri’s firm thighs, twisted, and seated the two of them. They rubbed together excruciatingly slowly, almost in slow motion. Stan could see the tortured look of slow pleasure on both women’s faces. It seemed to him that they were both struggling, trying to prolong the agonizing pleasure as well as trying to achieve release at the same time. It caused him to break out in a cold sweat. The two climaxed in succession. Marge came first, mouth open, soundlessly screaming. Teri convulsed with a loud sigh. They lay on the bed as if dead.