[Caveat: This story contains explicit male and female bisexual content.]
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Helen took an inordinate amount of time in the washroom. David's cock grew in lock step with his anticipation. "What's taking you so fucking long? Helen!" He called out. He hated how well she understood his cock, his needs, his lust. She was humming and occasionally singing out the odd word to some incoherent song. He tried not to listen. Helen never got the words right. She would laugh at him when he tried to correct her. She was intentionally making him wait... making him suffer. David was sure of that.
When she did emerge it was well worth it. She wore only the flimsy top of her baby dolls. Her luscious cunt poked provocatively from beneath the frilly nightie. Helen trimmed her pussy meticulously, always leaving a neat tuft of red downy hair just above her protruding cleft. Her puffy cunt lips were shaved completely clean. "To add to your dining pleasure," was her standard response to David's questions about her grooming.
"I've been thinking about that night with Cindy. Boy, have I been thinking about it." She was folding her clothes and putting them away or chucking them into the hamper as she spoke. She was careful to bend and twist her body in order to afford David tormenting views of her exposed ass, cunt and erect nipples. David began to stroke his stiff cock as he watched her tantalizing performance.
Without looking at him, she chirped. "Leave that big boy alone, David. I want him waiting for me. If you keep wanking on him, I'll lose interest. I swear I will." She was on her tiptoes reaching for the top of the closet as made the comment. David groaned at the sight of her clenched ass cheeks.
"Cindy had just completed her first year at Ohio University. So, that would put her at nineteen and me at eighteen. We had run cross country together for years. And, since she got a full athletic ticket I had been aching to hear all about campus life. I was considering the same offer myself after my graduation. Well, this night she was babysitting at her neighbours, the Reynolds, and had invited me to join her for the evening."
"I had showered with Cindy many times after countless training runs. She had a lean distance-runner's body. Her bum was a tad rounder than mine. Her tits were on the small, tight side with large extended brownish nipples. Her cunt sort of slipped in neatly under her belly... not like my protruding mound. You could see more of her cleft because of that. We would often catch each other staring as we soaped up but I attributed it to girly curiosity more than anything else."
Helen plunked herself on the bed next to David as she continued her reverie. She sat cross legged like an elf. In her skimpy nightie, this move exposed and opened her moist pink pussy to David's gaze. He went to speak but she laid her fingertips on his lips silencing him. "My story David. She's a knock out. You've seen her. With some perverted interest as I recall." With this comment she ran her fingernails up and down the length of David's cock tracing its shape through the linen sheet. "It was Cindy's ass which got this little fella all hot and bothered wasn't it. Yes, I'm sure of it. Her tight round ass. Mmmm." She leaned in and planted a quick kiss on David's dick head.
" Just recalling that night gets me so wet baby." She scurried under the sheet with David and wrapped her legs tightly around his upper thigh. She wantonly humped his leg with her sopping cunt. She took his stiffened cock in her left hand and slowly wanked her husband. She continued wanking and humping as she relayed her story.
"When I got there Cindy had already put the Reynolds' kids to bed. She was curled up in a corner of the couch with those long legs tucked underneath her. She was wearing a short, loose fitting summer shift. I was in cut-off jeans and a tank top. All casual as hell.
She had brought a bottle of Peach Schnapps and had it opened on the coffee table. I'd shared a couple of cans of Rolling Rock with my friends but this was new. It was easy to drink and I quickly had more than I could handle. Cindy was enthusing about how much she had learned from the students and staff at university... how grown up and non judgemental everyone was. My cheeks were flushed and my head was reeling as she spoke. Eventually, she reached for her purse. As she did her legs spread, nonchalantly flashing her panty-covered crotch. I stared for a moment then self consciously looked down. I felt my breath quickened with excitement. I must have intuitively read the situation... her voice, her eyes, her body language. I sensed what was going to happen. Yes, yes I did. I felt what was coming. "
Helen's right hand snaked underneath David. Her finger lightly slid between the cheeks of his ass and she increased the speed with which she stroked his cock. Her hips thrust more forcefully as she ground her cunt into his leg.
"Cindy fished inside her purse and produced some crazy new lipstick they sold on campus. Peppermint flavoured. She put it on slowly even sensually. She was staring straight at me with her, I dare you, look in her eyes.
'Smell the peppermint?' She whispered and leaned into me. I put my nose close to her mouth and breathed in. I smelt peach Schnapps and peppermint and Cindy. It was intoxicating. 'Here taste it'. She aggressively covered my lips with hers. There was no disguising her intent now. It was the most sexual kiss I had ever experienced. Her lips were pliant and luxurious, velvety soft and searching. Nothing like the kisses I had received from boys. The kiss was delicate, passionate, familiar, erotic: all at the same time. I found myself kissing back. Not just kissing like on a date but both hungry and demanding. I surrendered to desires I had never expressed... never acknowledged.
I realized that I was sucking on her inserted tongue while I writhed and moaned with pleasure. Cindy's hand had worked up and under my tank top. She had flipped my bra up over my breasts and was expertly kneading my nipples. I had been felt up by boys, but they treated tits like nerf balls. They were too tender, too rough, too trembly, always too something. Cindy excited me beyond all experiences just by the way she tweaked, stroked, or fondled my sensitive tits. When I wanted a caress, she caressed, when I wanted a pinch, she pinched. As our tongues explored each other and her hand worked my tits, I knew I would do everything with her. I helped her remove first my tank top then my bra. When she knelt back on her haunches to examine my breasts, I took the hem of her shift and pulled it over her head. She was braless and knelt before me wearing only her yellow silk panties. I was transfixed by the dark patch nestled between her thighs.
Surprisingly, I became the aggressor and peeled down the waistband of her undies. She knelt up then rocked back on her ass to allow me to slide them completely off her. I was now kneeling up and Cindy placed a leg on either side of me. She lay back against the arm of the couch and spread her knees wide. She looked up at me with unabashed lust. I wanted everything. I wanted to eat her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to finger her. I wanted to bathe her splendid body with my tongue.
She reached up and pulled me on top of her. I had never really had my breath taken away. You know when you can just breath in and not out. But, when our nipples touched, when our tits pressed together, that is what happened. I was truly breathless. Cindy then wrapped her legs around me and we once again started exploring each others' mouths with our tongues. We lay in that classic fuck position for minutes licking and enjoying each others mouth.
'Take them off. I want to feel our cunts together.' Cindy's voice was guttural and wanton. I stood up and slid down both my cut-offs and my panties. All the while I stared openly at her splayed cunt. She read my eyes and began fingering herself for me: holding herself wide as she did so. I moaned aloud at the blatant sexuality.
'I wanna see'. She croaked out. I understood what she wanted immediately and propped myself up against the other arm of the sofa. I splayed my legs, mirroring Cindy. With my left hand I opened my cunt lips and with the second finger on my right hand I began moving my clit in rapid little circles.
"Finger fuck yourself Cindy. Stick your fingers in your cunt." I nearly growled as I spoke. She stuck a finger deeply inside herself and worked the sensitive opening to her pussy with the base of that finger. Then she began thrusting it in and out; fucking herself for me.
