Chapter 62

“Simbe,” Lisa’s low voice intoned.

Simbe’s body jolted as if by an electric shock, stiffening, then quickly slithered her body closer to Lisa. Lisa raised one arm to let her friend move under her body in reversed position, head to tail so to speak.

The beautiful tawny lady lay with her head cradled in between Lisa’s open thighs as her husband fucked the luscious blonde dog fashion. Lisa moved her weight to her elbows, using her hands to part Simbe’s light coffee thighs, exposing her wet and sparkling cunt hair.

Lying flat, plastered against the hot cunt nestled between the coffee colored thighs, Simbe’s pussy hairs glistened with the sexual lubrication juices. Her cunt wet and puffy, lips exposed and open to Lisa’s eyes as the part African wife writhed under her.

Lisa’s slim red tipped fingers pressed on each side of Simbe’s opening, splitting the slick slippery slot, pulling until the pink glistening inner flesh was exposed.

Lisa’s voice, louder now, announced, “Simbe, baby, I’m looking into your sweet pussy. Right into the slit until I can see where it starts to be a round hole all wet and juicy.”

Simbe groaned, her body quivering at both the touch of Lisa’s fingers and the sound of Lisa’s voice.

Gary’s ebony prick slithered faster and faster, up into the slippery channel of Lisa’s wet cunt as he listened to Lisa’s words and felt his wife’s tongue occasionally touch his testicles and lap at the juice running from Lisa’s slit.

Lisa blew her breath onto Simbe’s exposed cunt, watching the hair move with the moisture laden exhaled air. Simbe’s squirming was almost constant, her hips churning, ass writhing at the lusty thoughts of the perverted act that was to come.

“I’m lowering my mouth to your pussy now. Do you want to feel me tongue fuck your sweet wet pussy?”

Simbe’s answer was almost muffled by Gary’s grunting as he began to slam his dusky prick faster and faster, Lisa’s buttocks rippling with the force of the black policeman’s lunges.

“Eat my cunt, Lisa. Please eat me before I lose my mind.” Lisa’s blonde hair swung down, obscuring her vision of the succulent wet cunt, and she brushed it to the side with an impatient gesture, then fastened her lips to the puffy wet cunt of her friend. Not moving her mouth, just resting her wet hot lips on the nether lips of Simbe’s pussy.

Simbe froze, her body motionless as she felt the heat of the blonde’s lips touching her cunt. When she felt Lisa’s tongue tip began to slide slowly up and down the slitted opening between her legs, Simbe raised her ass, parted her legs to the fullest and wrapped the thighs around her blonde friend’s head. Simbe’s mouth dropped from Lisa’s cunt, her head twisting back and forth between the slim thighs of the blonde as she felt the hot tongue slithering over her cunt with feather soft licks. Gary leaned to the side, looking forward, past Lisa’s golden hair at the dark thighs of his wife open to the fascination of the tongue fucking she was about to receive.

The dark policeman couldn’t see his wife’s pussy from where he was fucking Lisa’s cunt. He withdrew his cock and leaned farther in order to watch.

His dark prick slid from Lisa’s hot cunt, the mushroomed head pulling free of the pink lips. The slitted opening in the purple black head emitting slippery juice in a slow stream. The viscous fluid drooled from his prick, mixed with the lubricating wetness from the luscious blonde pussy, over Simbe’s face. Sensing the wetness dripping to her mouth, the coffee colored wife opened her lips wide and followed the stream to the head of her husband’s cock. Swallowing the bulbous head, Simbe’s sucked at the emitting liquid.

Lisa’s cunt felt empty, a void wanting the throbbing cock back inside.

“Fuck my pussy, Gary. Put your cock back inside while I eat your wife’s hot pussy,” Lisa voice commanded.

Simbe’s mouth relaxed, letting her husband’s prick slowly slither out.

Lisa waited, her ass thrust back toward Gary’s cock until she felt it touch her cunt and then ram up to the hilt in her hot pussy. Her head dipped and tongue stiffened, drove her vibrating tongue deep into the wife’s wet pussy.

Simbe’s body tensed, then as Lisa’s tongue drilled the depths of her cunt, went wild with sexual frenzy. Her hips churning, ass writhing, thighs clamped tightly around Lisa’s blonde head. Her moaning increased then built to a crescendo as her hot crinkly haired cunt exploded with her cum.

Gary’s hips were a blur of motion as his dusky prick hammered at Lisa’s upturned buttocks, then with one particular meaty thrust of his organ, his swelling tight testicles spilled over. The hot juice pulsating, squirted deep into the tight blonde’s cunt, spraying the insides with hot liquid sperm. Lisa’s thighs tightened as she felt the hose like organ spitting its hot juice inside her belly, and her own orgasm shook her slender frame, her tits quivering like jelly.

The lusty blonde’s tongue drilled ever deeper into Simbe’s spasming cunt, tasting the jungle lust of the hot juices pouring from the open slit pressed against her searching lips. As Simbe’s legs relaxed, her tightened thighs releasing Lisa’s head, Lisa body collapsed, her breasts squashed against her brown friends belly, her face still buried deep between her friends thighs, tongue vaguely lapping at the slickly coated lips of the wife’s wet cunt.

Lisa felt Gary’s cock soften in her cunt, and then withdraw slowly until it came out from between her legs as he moved slowly over to lie at her side.

The three lay quietly, breathing heavily. Lisa moved over, off of Simbe’s body, over Gary’s frame to collapse on her back. Simbe was the first to move, raising her superb body to prop herself on the pillows at the head of the bed.

“I’m certainly glad that the foreplay’s over. Now I think that I’m ready to get fucked. Anybody here interested in fucking a lady?” Simbe’s voice almost giggled.

“I think your blonde friend here broke my prick. Her pussy was squeezing so hard at the end that I think I need a splint,” Gary’s voice complained comically.

“I don’t think you need a splint at all Lover, I think you ought to soak it overnight in a warm wet place. Then it’d feel better,” Simbe laughed.

“Have you got any particular warm wet place in mind?” Lisa giggled.