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PygmyCoho
PygmyCoho
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"Oh,God..." Barb squeaked, hiding her head under the sheet.

"No, Babs, it's okay. Really, It's just that you...well...damn, you look so HOT!"

"Really?" she asked in a tiny voice from beneath her improvised tent.

"Shit,yeah! I wish my boobs looked that good. I'd have 'em out all the time!"

She peaked her head out. "Really? Don't tease me."

Shelly wondered who was teasing whom.

"Really. You're beautiful! And these aretotallyhot!" she told her friend, gesturing at the screen.

Barb smiled brightly. "Okay, so now you know why this guy sent me this really naughty message, huh?"

"Oh, yeah, that'd do it. Hell, I'd send one, too." Shelly wished she had known; shewouldhave sent one—maybe several.

They shared a laugh and Barb clicked the screen back to the story. She turned it to Shelly again. "Okay, keep reading, It gets really good really fast."

"Okay," Shelly conceded. "Well, he's right about your lips,andyour chest. Wow! He really got into your boobs, huh?"

"Yeah," Barb answered in a dreamy voice.

"Can't say he's wrong..." The blonde sneaked a look to her right to see Barb lying on her side. Her eyes were partially closed and her face wore an angelic, distracted smile. The sheet covered her but Shelly swore she could detect a slight rhythm.

"Shelly?"

"Yeah, hon," Shelly answered, looking back quickly to the computer.

"Will you read it to me?"

"Huh?"


"Please. Read it to me...please?"

"Really?"

"Mmm hmmm..." Barb's eyes lidded shut.

Shelly's heart thudded wildly. She had been hoping for this moment since the first day she met Barbara. Now that it arrived she felt a deep fear that it could so easily go wrong. But desire burned through her veins, and the bigger fear that it might be her only chance overwhelmed any lingering reluctance.

Shelly took a deep breath. "'All I could think of was how perfect that picture was.'" Her voice was low and intimate, as though she spoke in a library. Or spoke to a lover. "'It revealed only a little of your naked beauty, and hinted, promised so much more. The way your hand is caressing your smooth orb, so close to its swollen tip. I could easily envision you playing. I could see your fingers fondling, pinching, twisting and pulling on the hardened pink flesh. I could imagine flashes of tiny electrical bolts coursing from your nipple through your body to burst quietly within your awakening clitty.'"

Barb moaned. Shelly felt her labia begin to part and drip honey. She glanced at Barb, who was obviously playing with her breasts. The blonde smiled to herself and reached out for Barb's leg. As she ran her hand along its smooth length she sought any hesitation or tension from her roommate. Noticing none, she continued.

"'I thought of watching you raising your breast to your beautiful lips, until they surrounded your needy tip. I'd love to watch you sip the puckered flesh of your nipple and areola into that hot mouth. You'd moan at the contact, smacking and slurping as your passion rose.'"

Shelly gambled everything on her next move. "Let me help, Babs," she offered, reaching for the nearest breast. As her fingertips found the hard tip, Barb sighed. Shelly toyed with her nipple until the co-ed cooed, "That feels so sweet..."

"Mmm,hmmm."

With her fingers dancing across Barb's wrinkled and swollen skin, Shelly kept reading. "'From the angle of the photo, I thought there was only one place I could be—with my face nestled between your thighs, watching you as your mouth made sweet love to your swollen breast—as my mouth made hungry love to your steaming sex.'"

"Oh, Shell," Barb gasped.

"What, baby?"

"God, I'm so wet, Shelly..."

"I know."

"You do?" she asked, eyes still closed. Their hands and fingers stroked Barb's body.

"Yeah. I could smell you when I walked in."

Barb's eyes opened and she blushed. "Oh, no!Really?"

"Mmm,hmmm," she answered enthusiastically. "It wasamazing!"

"Really? It wasn't gross?"'

"Are you kidding? Ilovedit!"

Barb settled back into the cushions. Shelly caressed her steadily and soon Barb's hand resumed it's touching as well.

"Want me to keep reading?"

"Maybe a little more..." Barb agreed, relaxing further.

"Okay, um, oh, here. 'My tongue would trace up and down your length, parting your sweet petals and tasting your dripping nectar, drinking you up like a hummingbird with a tropical flower.' Wow, this guyishot!"

"Mmm hmmm...ohhh..." Barb mewed in a tiny voice that conveyed the depths of her arousal. She lost herself in a fantasy made so much more intense by Shelly's breathy rendition. The two young women softly mauled Barb's full breasts and erect nipples. She felt as though she might be able to orgasm simply from the breast play and Shelly's hypnotic voice.

"More," she begged in quiet desperation. "Please...tell me more..."

"'Each time I reached the bottom of your slit my tongue would delve into you, tasting you, touching you. And each time I got to the top of your pussy I'd take your clit, hood, and all that glorious girl flesh deep into my mouth where my tongue could swirl over it until you quivered."

"Oh, Shell..." Barb gasped. "God, I'm quivering right now!"

Her impulse overwhelmed her restraint. Shelly leaned forward...

"Please don't stop reading."

...And carefully drew back the sheet. Barb seemed not to notice. Shelly's heart leapt when she saw Barb's undies low on her thighs. A gorgeous pair of sodden petals, plump with need, peeked from a thin, trimmed veil of light brown curls.

"Keep read—SHELLY! Wha—WAIT! I'm not ready!" she called out in confusion.

The blonde's tongue slid along in a painfully slow and extraordinarily gentle caress. Barb jerked up into a half-sitting position at the intimate touch. She groaned, "OHHH—GOD!" in impatient surrender.

Shelly pulled away, relishing the taste on her tongue. "Ohhh, baby," she whispered, "you aresoooready." She stole a moment to stare, to fix the image of throbbing heat and glistening coral softness in her memory. Only then did her mouth resume its delicate and delightful task.

Barbara fell back into the cushions. She skeptically overheard the locker room legends about having her vagina licked and sucked. Now that she was immersed in oral lovemaking it proved so much more vividly amazing than she could ever have hoped. That it was her beautiful blonde roommate nestled between her trembling thighs made it all the more spectacular.

She looked down towards her pelvis. Shelly's eyes were sweetly closed and her thick hair cascaded over Barb's hips, just as in her fantasy. Shelly looked up for a moment. She was delighted at how intense Barb's expression had become; it appeared so much more visceral without being filtered through her glasses. Shelly smiled and Barbara caught the obvious joy in those brown irises before Shelly's eyes lidded closed again. Her head turned and twisted to give her mouth better access. It was the most erotic vision Barb had even seen. Coupled with the exquisite sensations Shelly was creating, Barb knew sex would never be the same.

Her hands grasped at Shelly's head and guided then shoved it into herself. Hips arched towards her lover's mouth and she cried out in an almost immediate climax. "OHHH—Mor— Don't stop! Don'— Uhh...Ungh...Oh, FUCK! Nungh...Cumming! Shelly—I'm...CUM...UMM...MING!"

Shelly clutched tightly at Barb's flexing bottom. Soft and tender would be wrong now. She repeatedly drove her tongue deeply, curving it upward, and was rewarded with a heavenly gush of nectar. She swallowed noisily and greedily. Barb clenched rhythmically at Shelly's tongue. When Shelly sensed the orgasm waning she pulled back on the fleshy hood and sucked hungrily on the pink, pulsating pearl.

"OOOHHH! OOOHHH! OOOHHH!" Barb cried repeatedly as another earthquake ripped through her shuddering frame. She pinched and pulled the flesh of her nipples as Shelly's wonderful mouth produced reactions Barb could never have imagined. This was better than the hesitant fumbling with the boys of her limited carnal experiences. It was better, even, than her own knowing caresses.This must be Heaven,she thought.

Shelly's mind buzzed. She never tired of this most intimate act, not even when it went on for so long that her jaw ached. It sounded so simple—kiss and lick a woman between her legs. But the endless variation of pressure, strokes, teases and exploration, the responses from her partners, not to mention the completely enveloping sensory experiences always left her feeling a mix of emotions; power, awe, want, pride, humility, arousal, submission, need. Her world could be complex, even stormy, but there was peace...safety...to losing herself within the fiery center of a lover's pulsing sexual core.

Barb pulled off her top and squirmed her legs to rid herself of the distracting panties. She licked her fingers wetly before returning to her breasts. Her nipples felt like small, ripe grapes as she twisted and pulled on them. They tingled on the verge of bursting, and luscious bolts of pleasure raced through every nerve fiber in her needy flesh.

Shelly had always been fascinated with cunnilingus, preferring to give rather than receive. That meant many of her partners might simply be curious about having a woman pleasure them; they might not think of dining on another woman themselves. Shelly never minded for the truth was that most of her lovers reciprocated in the end. Being someone's first was quite intoxicating, too. But as she lay her head on a thigh and waited for Barb to grow a little less sensitive, to want more, Shelly could not have cared less whether Barb would reciprocate or not.

Barb trembled a few times in a wondrous, lilting afterglow. Shelly gave the inside of Barb's leg a tentative kiss.

"Oh, Shell," she whispered unsteadily, "I don't think I can cum again right now..."

Another exploratory kiss, but Barb withdrew, giggling.

"Okay, baby," Shelly told her, understanding. "But did you like it?"

"Damn, Shell, I fuckinglooovedit! Mmmm..."

"Was it okay? I mean, any regrets?"

"Shit, NO!" Barb giggled again.

"That's all I needed to know," Shelly smiled in reply. She stroked Barb's thigh and watched goose bumps erupt. "Maybe we could do that again sometime...?"

"Definitely! No one's ever...I mean, that was the first time I've...you know, been..."

Shelly's smile widened.

"But what about you?"

"What about me, Babs?"

"Don't you need to...like...?"

"Cum? I'm okay" she lied, her chest and hips burning with frustration.

"Liar!" Barb laughed.

"It's okay, Shelly chuckled. "Really. I need a shower anyway. I can take care of myself in there." She left her roommate an opening that she hoped would—

"Itwasprettyhotwhen you read tome. Maybe...well, maybe I can, like, read to you while you...um...you know?"

"Play with my pussy?"

Barb should have been shocked; instead, she found Shelly's frank question exciting.

"Yeah," Barb answered, more breathlessly than she intended. "Play..."

Shelly looked into those deep azure eyes and let her gaze rest on Barb's full, curved mouth. She knew why any guy—anyone—would want to tastethat. Shelly's lips parted and her own mouth glistened as she imagined tracing Barb's "Cupid's Bow." Her tongue barely pulled at the corner of her upper lip, but she said nothing.

Instead, she slowly began to unbutton her blouse. It flared open and she left it draped over her shoulders. She unclasped the front of her bra. Her light brown nipples hardened as the lace slipped across them. Shelly rose and undid her jeans. They fell to the floor and she was suddenly naked below the waist. She pulled Barb's desk chair over and sat with her right leg on the arm. The pose not only left her completely exposed to Barb's view, but kept her curvy hips right next to the computer. She wanted Barb to read pornwhileshe fought the distraction of Shelly's planned show.

She slid her hand from her right knee up towards her pelvis. Shelly found Barb's intense focus—first on her nude breasts then on her wandering hand—to be incredibly satisfying. She murmured, "I'm ready, baby."

"Okay," Barb agreed. She was surprised at how husky, almost hoarse, her voice sounded. Tearing her eyes from Shelly's body proved to be much more difficult than she thought. She became entranced by her beauty; by the compact, firm breasts, by the intimate folds and light curls matted with the young woman's honey. She gazed longingly at Shelly's deft fingers and envied her manicured nails; Barb chewed hers. She willed the lovely fingers higher. After an eternity they delicately traced the outline of Shelly's labia.

In a tone dripping intensely with desire, Shelly urged, "Read to me, Babs."

Barbara knew she had to tear herself away from the allure of Shelly's vulva before it pulled her in like a whirlpool. She had never known such desire.

Shelly's eyelids slid half-closed, but her calm exterior belied a boiling hunger for her pretty roommate. She knew a similar, strong need burned in Barb, too. Shelly could be satisfied with Barb's voice helping her to reach her peak, but the hint that it could become more had Shelly's heart pounding so loudly that it beat in her ears.

In a deep voice, Barb began, "'I thought of watching you raising your breast to your beautiful lips until they surrounded your needy tip. I'd love to watch you sip the puckered flesh of your nipple and areola into that hot mouth. You'd moan at the contact, smacking and slurping as your passion rose.'"

Shelly raised her smooth breast until she could just reach her tip and circled it with her tongue. Her free hand continued its gentle exploration between her thighs. When she moaned Barb glanced at the gorgeous sight of Shelly's hard, wet nipple being licked tenderly and lovingly.

She focused on the story with an effort. "'From the angle of the photo, I thought there was only one place I could be—with my face nestled between your thighs, watching you as your mouth made sweet love to your swollen breast—as my mouth made hungry love to your steaming sex.'"

"Mmmm... Oh, Goddd..." the blonde gasped as her fingertips played with her steaminess. "Don't stop, Barb. Your voice is sooo hot, and, mmmm, it feels so good to rub, ohhh, to your voice..."

Barb felt proud that Shelly enjoyed the narration so much. Her fingers were appearing and disappearing rhythmically, eliciting all sort of wonderful physical and vocal responses. Barb had seen a couple of porn videos on-line before. But there was something so much more fulfilling, so much more visceral and exciting, about such a close, live experience. The scent alone, something no video could possibly convey, hammered at Barb's mind.

"'My tongue would trace up and down your length, parting your sweet petals and tasting your dripping nectar, drinking you up like a hummingbird with a tropical flower.'"

Shelly groaned with increased arousal as her fingertips enacted the words flowing from Barb's lips. "'Each time I reached the bottom of your slit my tongue would delve into you, tasting you, touching you. And each time I got to the top of your pussy, I'd take your clit, hood, and all that glorious girl flesh deep into my mouth where my tongue could swirl over it until you quivered.'"

On cue, Shelly quivered as a mini-orgasm shuddered her like a small wave on a sea wall. She reveled in its warmth, knowing that the real tidal wave was not far behind.

"'I can practically taste your cream now, a light, clean sweetness. But as you grow more impassioned, as you suckle both of your breasts and nip at their swollen tips, as my fingers slip into you and my mouth continues to devour you, I'd notice a change in your flavor. You would exude a thicker honey in a greater flow. And I would lap it up like a puppy dying of thirst.'"

Barbara realized that the delicious sounds coming from the chair, from the darting fingers and the panting lips, were familiar. She recognized them as sounds she would sometimes hear in the dead of night. An electric jolt radiated from deep within her molten core and washed over her like ripples after a stone is dropped into a pond. "Shelly...?"

"Yeah...babe..." It was all she could do to answer in words—her body was tipping on the very edge of release.

"Is this helping?"

"Oooh,Babs," she told her, opening brown eyes that were glazed with lust and pleasure, "I'm gettingsoooclose..." she whispered. Barbara smiled and looked once more between her roommate's legs.

"Shelly, I..." She stopped.

"What, baby?" she asked gently. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled on the back of the chair. Some golden hair had draped across the side of her face. Her fingers slowed, moving just enough to keep her perched on the brink...

"I want to..." Her voice faltered.

"Wanna what?" Shelly had to fight the impulse to look at Barb, afraid that eye contact might be too real, might break the spell.

Barb paused, then returned to the story. "'As I kept sucking and tonguing your throbbing clitoris...'" Shelly moaned as she softly resumed her ascent. "God, Shell, you'resooobeautiful."

Shelly smiled to herself as she felt small, warm hands on the backs of her thighs. Her hips jerked as Barb's full lips placed the most delicate kiss on Shelly's drenched opening.

"Oh myyyyGOD," Shelly cried. The sensation was exquisite. Barb pulled away uncertainly, leaving the blonde dying for more.

"Shelly, you're sooo wet and you smell sooo good..."

"That felt amazing, Babs... Please don't stop!" Shelly wriggled out of her last few garments and lay back, gloriously nude.

"But...I, well, I don't know what to do..."

Shelly raised her head to peer deep into her lover's eyes. "Just think of how you'd like to be kissed and nibbled. Then do me just like that, okay?" she suggested as her fingers parted herself. Shelly's other hand massaged a breast. Barb gazed into the fiery depths of her friend, thought of how intense it was to see her so close with the thin, light curls framing her soft, steamy morsel. She leaned forward.

Shelly lost track of time as Barbara gently devoured every bit of honeyed flesh. Her tongue explored the delicate folds and hidden spaces, traced along the edges of warm lips, and Shelly cooed and gasped her encouragement. Barb surrounded the soft hooded bud at the apex of Shelly sex and suckled on it. The blonde shook, grabbed two handfuls of wavy brown hair, and thrust rhythmically into Barb's incessant mouth.

"Ohhh, Ohhh, OHHH!" Each movement of her straining hips was accompanied by a breathless syllable. "Babs...I'M...UNGH...I'M...CUM...MING...ING...ING!" Barbara clutched tightly at the muscular bottom. She swallowed noisily as nectar poured from between her lover's legs. Her lips, mouth and chin were slick with Shelly's essence, and Barb found it utterly intoxicating. When she slid her tongue higher to taste Shelly's pink, swollen bud it launched Shelly into another hard climax.

Shelly curled forward. Her eyes where tightly shut as colors exploded behind her lids. She had no idea that she was shouting out Barb's name and unintelligible sounds of animal joy. All she knew was that an all-consuming pleasure was bursting in each and every cell of her quaking body. Barbara clung to the curvy hips, wanting the luscious facial go on forever as her mouth, tongue and the beautiful lips that started it all ravaged Shelly's pulsating sex.

When Barb knew Shelly was completely spent she took pity on her and moved from between her throbbing, trembling legs. Shelly began sliding from the chair as though she would melt into a puddle right there on the floor. Barb quickly moved the computer, helped her into bed then curled around her quivering form. She kissed Shelly gently on the side of her perspiring face.

PygmyCoho
PygmyCoho
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