Megan loved pistachios and remembered reading somewhere that when the nut ripened the shell would open halfway to expose the nut inside. She had also read that in Iran the ripe pistachio was referred to as khandan, which meant laughing. One reason she liked the pistachios so much was the way it opened, with the hidden nut inside, reminded her of her lover's pussy, how the lips just slightly opened to expose her hidden clit.
Recalling how, as her lover became aroused and her pussy lips began to swell and open to her, it would look something like the pistachio with the tiny clit just beginning to peek from the shell. Because of this image she would say her lover's pussy was laughing as it just began to open to her.
Eating pistachios turned Megan on, because she would think of her Janine's laughing pussy, how after she had kissed Janine's breasts, sucked on her nipples and then moved her head down between her legs, her pussy would be just opening to her, fully ripe and ready for love, the clit just peeking from the slit. Then as Megan slipped her tongue into Janine's pussy she often thought of pistachios. She wondered what the pistachios might taste like coated with Janine's juices. She wanted to experiment and find out, but Janine was a bit too fastidious about her pussy to let anyone slip a few dozen nuts into her body.
Janine enjoyed pistachios too, but didn't see her lover's pussy magically appearing in the shells. Okay, she enjoyed the laughing pussy bit, and okay, the visual metaphor was insightful, if not a bit far fetched, but when she looked at a pistachio she only saw a pistachio. Perhaps that's why Megan and she got along so well for so many years. Megan was the artistic dreamer and Janine kept her grounded in reality.
It was like that in life and it was like that in their lovemaking. Megan was always up to trying new techniques, new positions and new toys, while Janine was more than happy just to settle in between Megan's legs and slowly work her to orgasm. Although she was just as happy for Megan to do the same to her, she did have some pretty incredible orgasms as Megan hung from a swing, or curled over backwards, or underwater in the pool.
Of course Janine was there to remind Megan of a few things such as gravity, the laws of physics and the physical limitations of their forty something bodies. Oh how she loved Megan's forty something body which she was reminded of just that morning.
Janine woke up earlier than Megan but instead of crawling out of bed and making coffee, she slipped down between the sheets, gently nuzzled Megan's legs apart and woke her lover up as she slowly ran her tongue up and down her slit, opening up her pussy lips. Just as Megan opened her eyes, Janine pushed her tongue into her pussy, tasting the salty, tanginess of her juices.
