Female bonding is a wonderful thing.
You know what I like? I like to watch my pussy get licked. The problem is, my husband won’t do it. I’ve offered to shave it bald, wash really well, even cover it with whipped cream. Hell, I’d put steak and potatoes on it if he’d just stick his tongue in there and move it around a little bit. Just put in a little effort, for God’s sake! But he won’t, so I have a friend who does. In exchange, I use a vibrating dildo on her because her husband won’t have anything resembling another penis in his bedroom. He apparently doesn’t like the stiff competition. And men wonder why we women develop our ‘special’ bonds. Arseholes.
Our deal is our little secret, mine and Mel’s. A little lick, a little dick. No harm done. It keeps our marriages strong and no one’s the wiser. Mel will make some stupid excuse about going shopping and I’ll do the same. Josh always rolls his eyes, but I know the minute I leave he’s sitting in front of the box watching the match. He’s so stupid he hasn’t even figured out that I haven’t spent a penny during these ‘shopping trips’ for the last six months. What the hell does he think? That they’re always out of my size? Twat.
Last night, we were both were so horny we did each other in the back seat of my car, just like teenagers. We could’ve got caught by the cops, but hell, they probably would’ve just paid to watch. Reprobates.
It was dark, and we parked out in the country on a road between two cornfields. I practically jumped in the backseat. I’d been waiting all day, and I’d actually fingered myself once before I met up with Mel. She crawled over the seat, got between my legs, and pulled my skirt up to my waist. I never wear knickers when we meet, so my wet pussy was ready and waiting. She started massaging it with her whole hand before she got down to business. Mel stuck her tongue right in it and licked really hard. She swirled her tongue around on my clit – I think she read about it in a magazine somewhere – and I lifted my hips up because it felt so good.
But I wanted to see her tongue fucking me, so I reached up, which is no easy task, and flipped on the overhead light. Then I could really see. Mel just smiled and shook her head. She knows I’m kind of weird. Watching her tongue slide up and down my folds made me even more aware of all the sensations surging through my c**t. I started to sweat a little, and my neck hurt from craning to watch her tongue me. It was worth it, though, when she started really fucking me. Her tongue went inside me, and she did this thing where she flattened it out then rolled it up. She moved it in and out, in and out. I closed my eyes and lay back, because I was ready to explode and wanted to ride it as long as I could. She slipped a finger into me and moved her tongue back up to my clit. Between her lapping at my hard nub and her finger sliding in and out of my wet pussy, I came in seconds. I thrust my hips against her fingers and face, and she let me ride her like that until my body relaxed and I could breathe again. What are friends for?
After that, we switch off the light to save the battery, and it’s Mel’s turn. She prefers this big vibrating dildo she bought online to tongue-fucking. She named it Matt, after a lad in college she had a crush on. Mel loves Matt. I mean, she loves it. She has a special carrying case for it and everything. I know the routine, so got Matt out and all lubed up. She gets really wet, but with a cock this big, I don’t want to take any chances, you know what I mean?
Mel stretches out as much as she can, given the inconvenient location. She’d already got her jeans and panties off. I massaged her pussy like she did mine, feeling to see how wet she was. She was soaked and whimpered when I stuck my finger between her lips, so she must have been horny all day, too. I fondled her box a little and placed Matt’s head at her opening. Really gentle like, I push, and she expanded to accept a little of the length. She moved her hips against it, and I realised she wanted it all. Yep, she was definitely horny. I turned the vibrator on low and slid Matt in as far as I know she likes it. I held him up a little so the vibrations touched her clit, and she tensed up. In the moonlight, I could see her eyes closed and she had a big smile on her face. I jacked up the vibrator speed a notch, still holding it in and against her clit, and she started riding it and groaning. She whispered my name, and I pulled Matt out and slide him in again. In and out, in and out. There was so much lube that the sailing was really smooth. If you know what I mean, even though her pussy was really tight. It was practically attacking Matt. I hated to kick the vibrator up too high so soon, but she seemed like she wanted it badly, so I did.
She was fondling her own tits and rocking her hips so much I could hardly keep the rhythm going. But I got her steady and fucked her hard. She moaned my name a couple more times and grabbed my hands, forcing Matt deep inside and pressing the vibrations right on her clit. She came with a scream that probably scared the squirrels right out of the trees. Mel started laughing and I knew she’d come. She rubbed my hands, still wrapped around Matt, and we both relaxed. I pull Matt out of her, and she whined something about feeling empty, but we had to get home. The boys were waiting and we didn’t want them to get suspicious of our ‘shopping trips’.
On the way back we talk about when we’d meet again, and I knew that I’d be good and horny by then. I let her out and suddenly Mel reached back in and kissed me full on the lips. She surprised the shit out of me, but she just grinned and told me how wonderful things were going. I think so too, but don’t want to tell her that. It seemed like we were enjoying this too much. I mean, we’re not doing anything wrong, just getting a little of what we both want, so we shouldn’t feel too bad.
It’s Josh’s fault because he won’t lick my pussy. If his tongue would step up for duty then I wouldn’t need Mel to get me off, would I?
But then I start thinking about it on the way home. And maybe I would.
