Betty Grayson was walking home from the bus stop in the warm afternoon. As usual, she had enjoyed the bus trip home. Many people didn't; the buses on that line were old, springs and shocks pretty well shot, and their engines shook in their mounts. But Betty always took the seat in back, where the vibration and motion was greatest. In the early days it gave her a problem with dripping panties, but she found an absorbent pad that didn't mute the action much and learned to fold it so that it worked right inside her cunt lips. The sensation was almost as good as that of a vibrator, and she left the bus with a lovely glow in her crotch. She only did this on the way home. Going to work she sat in the middle of the bus so as not to arrive all hot and bothered, but homeward bound she could look forward to imminent relief.
The men she encountered on her walk from the bus stop always gave her a rewarding once-over, and so did women. She knew she looked good. Her long blonde hair streaming in the light wind, her round, smooth face, full, red lips and green eyes, big breasts pushing out a thin white blouse and shapely legs emerging from a miniskirt and ending in calf length black boots were sufficient reason. But she often wondered whether some emanation of her sexual excitement was another.
Walking kept up the nice feeling. Legs close together and swaying hips kept her cunt lips in motion on the pad in her crotch. Entering her building she found the elevator waiting, and spent the short ride up to the apartment she shared squeezing her thighs together.
Opening the door she called out, but she was alone. In the bedroom she pulled off her boots, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, quickly unbuttoned her frilly blouse and tossed it aside, and unclasped her bra. She moved to a long mirror to gaze at her breasts -- big, perfect hemispheres, with large pink aureoles and nipples. She raised her hands and stroked them. Then she moved to her nipples, which grew stiff with her caresses.
"Oh, I'm needy," she breathed. Thumbs in the top of her panties pulled them and the wet pad down and she stepped out. Now except for long brown stockings she was stark naked, her favorite state. Her groin was hairless, carefully kept that way, and she could see the flush of cunt lips mirroring her feelings. "I can't wait," she muttered. Her hand went to her mons and a long finger with a purposely short nail slid between the moist lips and stroked her swollen clitoris.
Just then she heard the apartment door unlock and a low, warm voice call out, "Hello-oh!"
"Sandy, darling!" she answered. "I'm so glad you're home. Come here!" In a moment Sandra Caulfield stood in the bedroom doorway. Betty loved Sandra's looks. Like her own in some ways -- long, shapely legs below a pert butt, wide hips and narrow waist, above which a great pair of breasts thrust forth, a generous mouth with full lips -- and differences, shoulder-length black hair framing a pretty but pale and slightly angular face -- superficially more similarities than differences, but hidden now a difference of the utmost significance.
"Honey, you are so beautiful," said Sandra, shaking off her shoes. "Come undress me."
Betty came to her and they put their arms around one another. Their mouths joined and eager tongues searched each other. Then Betty's hands flew removing Sandra's businesslike jacket and flinging it aside, unbuttoning her white shirt and slipping it off, then unclasping and discarding her bra. Betty bent to the fine pale globes that sprang forth and applied her mouth to a rich, pink nipple. Oh, she loved to suck breasts! it was the next best thing... She moved to the other breast as Sandra stroked her head lovingly. Her hands found the clasps of Sandra's skirt and it dropped to the floor. Stepping out of it, Sandra's body had the rich attraction for Betty that it always did, and her long black stockings, attached to a black garter belt whose straps ran under black panties with a distinctly bulky crotch, made her Betty's own porn star.
Betty dropped to her knees before Sandra and put her hands on the panties. Very slowly she pulled them down. There was no pubic hair; Sandra shaved as closely as Betty did. But the great, thrilling difference emerged: the base of a swelling, pink penis.
Betty pulled until Sandra's whole cock sprang forth. It was long and smooth and circumsized, and halfway erect. For a short time she just stared, adoring it; then she leaned forward and took it in her mouth. She loved the feel of that flesh, it fit her mouth so perfectly. She tongued it behind the globe that almost touched her throat and felt it grow rigid. She tightened her lips around it and rocked lightly back and forth. Sandra's hands were on her head following her motion until she said, "Baby, you better stop that if you want it anywhere else."
Betty pulled back until her mouth was just touching the prick, grasped the shaft as she would a microphone and spoke, her lips grazing the head: "Oh, blessed Peter, enter thou into me now! I have great need of thee!"
"Beget thee to thy bed, thou wanton," laughed Sandra, "and let not thy snatch be closed unto me."
Betty got up and placed herself high on the big bed lying back, knees high, legs far apart. Sandra knelt on the bed before her. "I have to taste the goods first, honey," she said, and lowered her head to Betty's wet, open cunt. Her tongue slid between its lips and touched the clitoris. Betty jerked, a hot wave flowing over her, that kept repeating as Sandra licked. She was close to orgasm when Sandra lifted her head and moved up over her, a very stiff prick first pressing lightly between her cunt lips and then slowly entering her. She was acutely conscious of the wonderful rod sliding into her vagina, into her depths, as was Sandra of the warm, wet envelopment of her excited cock. Their groins met; Sandra was all the way in. Betty wrapped her legs around Sandra's, silk sliding on smooth silk. They held still a long tantalizing minute, relishing the closeness.
It was Betty who began to move, slowly oscillating her hips as she could, each motion sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Then Sandra joined, going in when Betty's cunt rose, sliding out, but not far, when it fell back. Sandra rested on her elbows just above Betty so that as she moved her distended nipples brushed across her partner's. Betty was writhing under her now, pumping her hips as fast as she could, her hands on Sandra's ass pulling her in, and panting loudly. Betty gave a great gasp followed by a long, strangled cry of ecstasy, and then slowly relaxed.
Sandra stopped her pumping to let Betty recover from her orgasm. Her long prick still in its warm home, she lowered her mouth to Betty's and they kissed, wetly and long. Betty's face was radiant and Sandra was pleased, even proud, of what she had brought her.
Sandra started moving again, taking care to press against Betty so that her clitoris would be fully involved. She knew well that Betty could come many times. She was very excited now herself. The immediate pleasure she got from Betty's tight sheath was exquisite; it would be great if their orgasms came together.
And so they did. Betty was thrusting her hips vigorously again, moaning, and Sandra had lost all control and was thrusting her prick in and out of Betty as fast as she could. Together their sensations flamed and peaked at almost the same time. Betty thrashed and quietly screamed, and Sandra yelled, too, as she gloriously shot her load deep into Betty's cunt.
Sandra collapsed onto Betty's body. Their breasts and bellies and mouths mashed together. They had achieved peaks of ecstasy and adored each other. After a bit they separated and Sandra swung about so that her face was in Betty's crotch and her prick at Betty's mouth. Sandra leaned in and sucked Betty's cunt, relishing the juices and her own semen, and Betty licked and sucked Sandra's limp penis to extract every last drop. Reversing again, they lay together, joined at the mouth, tongues twirling, sharing their fluids.
They dozed for a while, arms and legs intertwined. Eventually Betty awoke enough to say, "Dinner's my turn tonight, darling. What would you like?"