It was an interesting afternoon to say the least. Della had finally met the couple she had been speaking to for months, Nyree and her husband Chris. For the entire day, they met at her place and chatted up a storm, getting to know one another and trying to be comfortable around one another. They had ordered out for pizza and were now watching a movie on television. Della got up near the middle of the movie to go get refreshments. Nyree had stood up to look outside and see the sun setting over the backyard. When Della returned with drinks, she bent over and Nyree accidentally rubbed her tushy when she reached out for a glass. Della blushed and at first, Nyree was embarrassed, but they all knew that if everything went well today, the night would hold some good tidings.
"Della," Nyree spoke out, "you look so lovely when you blush. Would you mind if I undressed you so I could get a better look at how flushed you get?"
Della was stunned, but for some reason, was quite comfortable with the couple there. "Go ahead," she said, intrigued by this new game. Nyree stepped behind Della and unzipped the top of her tight top, brushing her stomach gently against Della's buttock on purpose this time. Her hands trembled as she slipped off the top, then unsnapped Della's bra. She went around to face her when she pulled the bra off, sucking in her breath as she stared at Della's softly curved breasts.
"Beautiful," Nyree murmured. "Would you mind if I stroked your nipples?"
"I don't mind," Della said. She shivered as Nyree cupped her breasts and gently stroked the brown nipples.
"Like hot silk," Nyree whispered.
Her own ample breasts heaved with excitement as her fingers aroused and tingled the rigid nipples. Her lips parted and Della could sense she was fighting to control her wild passion, that she wanted to fling Della down on the nearby couch.
Instead, Nyree shuddered and stepped back. She knelt and pulled Della's jean skirt to the floor, her eyes glittering on her naked thighs. Della stepped out of it and Nyree gripped the rim of her white lacy panties. She slid them down slowly, her palms stroking Della's hot flesh. She worked them all the way down, her face only inches from Della's delicate brunette pubic nest.
There was a long moment of suspense as Nyree's hands trembled on Della's soft hips. Her tongue circled her lips.
"So lovely," Nyree whispered by the pink cleft. "So sensual..."
"Magnificent!" Chris said, running his eyes over Della's lush curves. "Hey, you two, I'm not a potted plant here."
Nyree laughed. "Relax, Chris. We haven't forgotten you. You'll see..." Nyree felt her desire rising feverishly as she stroked Della's hot, satiny flesh. "I'm going to strip." She was naked in less than a minute.
Nyree's pulse quickened and she felt a soft trickle in her hole as she studied Della's glowing nakedness.
For a long moment, Nyree stared into Della's eyes, her own heaving breast betraying her wild excitement. Then she flung her arms around Della and crushed her hot, velvety tits against her. Forcing her tongue between Della's lips, her fingers dug into Della's hot buttocks.
"I want you first," Nyree whispered, biting Della on the lips, squirming her crotch against her feverishly. She enclosed Della's body in her more ample, searing one, trembling wildly at the delicious contact.
Della responded with an urgency of her own. Jerking her hips softly against Nyree's, the throbbing ache in her wet pussy was a fierce need.
Nyree led Della to the couch. Della layed back on the pillows, groaning as Nyree cupped one of her breasts and sucked hungrily on the nipple. Nyree's hands stroked and rubbed Della's hot flesh, her lips and tongue slid over her stomach. A deep moan came from Della's throat. She rested her legs over Nyree's back and raised her hips high off the cushion.
Della sobbed as Nyree teased her for a minute. Her wet tongue flicked on both trembling inner thighs, her hands pulled back the flesh of Della's mound to expose her glistening pussy.
A wild, searing thrill, like an electric shock, tore through Della's body. Nyree buried her face against her quivering organ and lashed it with her tongue, probing her moist walls. Seizing her swollen clitoris between her lips, she began sucking fiercely. Nyree devoured her greedily, giving Della a series of shattering thrills as she sucked gently one moment and savagely the next. She vibrated her tongue rapidly on the quivering stud with a delicious effect.
Della discovered that Nyree's skill at oral love making surpassed her own. She had a sadistic flair for teasing, for arousing Della to a frenzy of passion and, then at the moment of impending orgasm deliberately slowing down her kisses. Probing Della's hot walls with the tip of her long tongue in a delicate manoeuvre, she used a soft, dreamy suction on her clitoris.
Della was only vaguely aware that Chris was now sitting on the edge of the bed. He was naked, his huge prick erect and his eyes glittered at the two of them.
Della was almost hysterical from Nyree's teasing. She pulled Nyree's head desperately to her thighs and jerked her aching, wet pussy in spasms toward her. A moment later, Della gasped and quivered wildly as Nyree gave her a breathtaking orgasm. Nyree pierced Della deeply with her hot tongue and Della thought she would faint from sheer joy.
For five minutes, Nyree sucked Della's pussy with low moans of pleasure, then she released her and sat up.
"I could do that to you forever." Nyree panted. "But it's Chris' turn. We don't want you to do anything but lie there, darling."
"You forget, darling, I'm not the passive type," Della replied.