John looked at us open mouthed. Martin's cum rolled over his tongue and some of the spunk dribbled down John's chin.
"Taste it!" said Erica.
Erica slowly intimidated John as he gulped, swallowing down Martin's spunk.
The two guys moved and sat apart spent and embarrassed.
I thought that was that. However, Erica turned her attention to me. She moved to stand in front of me. She kissed me so passionately it took my breath. She unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off. I had no intention of stopping her. She unfastened my bra and slid it off. My nipples were stiff and sticking out like bullets. I have average sized breasts but long nipples, Erica commented how good they looked as she slid her tongue around them and licked.
She slid down in front of me. She unfastened my skirt and it fell to the floor. I wasn't wearing my sexiest of underwear as I had been at work. Not that it mattered, as my skirt hit the floor Erica pulled down my knickers making me step out of them. She told me to lay on the sofa. I didn't need asking twice. She knelt before me. She gently inserted one finger into my aching wet pussy. My body felt like it would go into spasm at any moment. I watched as she licked my juices from the length of her finger.
She slid her hands over my unshaven pubic mound before gently parting the pussy lips. She gently slid in her tongue. I felt afterward that it is true how only a woman knows what a woman wants. Her tongue explored every part of my wetness. I thought she must have been drinking me dry as I was gushing like a fountain. She continued licking and probing me. I felt myself coming again and again, something I had never felt before. My body continued going through spasm after spasm until gently subsiding. Erica looked and smiled at me. My pussy juices made her face glisten.
Erica stood up as I lay on the sofa catching my breath. She took off her jumper. She was wearing nothing underneath. She had large pert breasts, certainly not sagging. She took off her trousers and slid off her white knickers. Erica had a bronze all over tan. I allowed myself to look over her whole body. She seemed pleased by my approval. She was a 40-year-old woman with a body that an eighteen-year-old would have been proud of. I gazed at her flowing blonde hair, the curves of her breasts, her slim waist, her pubic mound, fair in colour compared to my own black hairs, her tanned shapely legs.
I somehow managed to find the strength to stand up. Erica moved in front of me kissing me again. It felt strange tasting my own juices as she prolonged the kiss. Erica lay on the sofa asking me to taste her. I had never been with a woman before and it felt as natural then as it does now, even as a happily married mother of two young daughters.
I guided my hands to cup and fondle her breasts, sliding my thumbs to gently tweak her nipples. I then moved forward to caress and lick her breasts before moving down, lightly kissing her body. She guided my head as I gently slid my tongue into her wet pussy. Her juices flowed over my tongue into my mouth. It was a wonderful sensation not bitter or sweet just nice. I slid my tongue all around her pussy as she guided my head. I continued licking and probing for all I was worth. I was so aroused knowing how turned on Erica was.
She was building up to a fantastic climax. Her body arched as I probed with my tongue. Her body spasmed again and again. She pulled at me and I moved up as she pulled me close to her. We clung together for sometime both sweating profusely but it had been fantastic.
The guys had been watching both of them also enjoyed the second performance.