Swap Meets (Volume 2): A 13 Book Excite Spice Hotwife Erotica MEGA Bundle (Excite Spice Boxed Sets)

by Selena Kitt

  "Michelle..." Bonnie whispered.

  Eyes closed, Michelle cupped her bald mound and dipped a fingertip into her portal, and Bonnie gasped as the finger magically disappeared. Michelle probed for a moment, and Bonnie watched the tight little hole grow wetter. Michelle withdrew the finger and, finding Bonnie's eyes, she raised it to her lips, her glistening pink tongue flicking out and licking the rigid digit like a pickle.

  "Oh my!" Bonnie exclaimed, her pussy tingling deliciously.

  Michelle turned around and rubbed her naked bottom on Bonnie's pelvis, and Bonnie jumped, the heat and wetness growing in her cunt. Despite her clothing, the gentle movement stimulated her clitoris, and a wave of desire washed across her. She slid her hands around Michelle's chest and cupped Michelle's titties, for the first time feeling the softness of another woman's breasts. Her fingers explored hesitantly, Michelle's nipples hardening against them. Michelle continued to undulate, the friction on Bonnie's engorged nub libidinous and erotic, and Bonnie gasped, feeling utterly depraved.

  "Bonnieeee," Michelle sighed as the bigger woman played with her tits. "That feels sooooo good."

  Encouraged, Bonnie bent her head and nibbled Michelle's earlobe. She probed it with her tongue, and then moved to her neck, her lips pressing tentatively in the hollow and sucking on it. Michelle moaned.

  "Is that okay?" Bonnie asked, suddenly feeling unsure. "You like that?"

  "Have confidence," Michelle breathed. "Wouldn't you like it?"

  Bonnie grasped each handful of tit and fondled the small rounds tenderly.

  "Harder," Michelle urged. "Pinch my nipples."

  Emboldened, Bonnie clasped and stroked the firm, youthful orbs, tweaking the rock-hard bullets in the same manner she would her own. Michelle moaned loudly, and then abruptly turned around. She grasped Bonnie's blouse and tore it open, the last three buttons tearing loose and landing in the cake pan, white puffs of flour wafting onto the countertop. Totally aroused, Bonnie flicked the torn garment to the floor and pulled Michelle's face into her cleavage. Michelle's searching tongue trailed wetness across Bonnie's flesh, her small mouth fastening on the side of Bonnie's big tit and inhaling lustily. Bonnie moaned, eyes closed, unable to believe it was a woman who was sucking her breasts, and that she was allowing it. Michelle reached around and unsnapped Bonnie's bra, and Bonnie's melons powered forth into Michelle's open mouth.

  "Ooohh God!" Bonnie hissed.

  Michelle's lips fastened firmly upon her engorged nipple, salaciously relishing the hot, hard firmness of Bonnie's jumbo-sized buds. She smashed her face against the bouncing mass of flesh, licking and sucking and stroking with brazen desire as Bonnie writhed and moaned, holding her head firmly. Michelle slid her hand down Bonnie's belly and fiddled with the button on her capris. Heart pounding, Bonnie lent assistance. The button popped loose, and Michelle pulled down the zipper, revealing a white swathe of cotton panty rimmed by a lacy band of elastic. Musk and an underlying odor of sexual arousal assailed both women's nostrils. Michelle slipped her fingers inside the elastic, encountering a thick patch of hair. She expertly tickled the top of Bonnie's slit, and Bonnie about went right out of her mind. Her own fingers found Michelle's tiny slit and probed it roughly, instinctively locating Michelle's clit and stroking it. The burning wetness of her pussy was incredible, and Michelle inhaled sharply with pleasure.

  And then Michelle pulled away, chest heaving, lips gleaming with spit.

  "What's wrong?" Bonnie gasped.

  Michelle dropped to her knees and peeled Bonnie's capris and underwear down her thighs with one deft movement, and Bonnie kicked them loose. Michelle leaned forward, pressed her face against the glorious red patch at the juncture of Bonnie's thighs, pushed her wet tongue through the hair and juice, and dragged it hungrily up the gaping, dripping slit and discovered Bonnie's clit.

  "Aaahhhhhhhhh!" Bonnie wailed, an incredible bolt of pleasure surging through her.

  She wrenched Michelle to her feet and effortlessly scooped her up in her big strong arms, Michelle crying out with delighted surprise. Bonnie carried her down the hallway to the bedroom and threw her on the bed.

  "You want me, you little whore," Bonnie breathed. "You got me."

  Michelle's heart pounded as she stared up at Bonnie. The woman's eyes shone brilliantly, both piercing and clearly overwrought. Her cheeks were flushed and sweaty and her mouth twitched. Her heavy breasts heaved, her nipples hard enough to drill twin holes. Glistening droplets clung to the thick red curls covering her twitching cooch.

  Oh my God! Michelle thought, totally aroused. She had awakened a sleeping demon and had no choice but to satisfy its ancient, repressed desires.

  "Please, Bonnie," she whispered.

  Bonnie didn't know if Michelle was pleading or not, and she could have cared less. This little tramp had aroused her animal instincts and was going to get what she deserved.

  Bonnie swung her heavy body across Michelle's waist and pressed the smaller woman flat, and the bedsprings creaked when Bonnie adjusted her position. Michelle lay still, breathing rapidly. She felt Bonnie's scratchy bush on her stomach and smelled the musky stink of her sex. Michelle shuddered with excitement, and her pussy flexed, streaming juice. Bonnie took a deep breath, regaining control of her emotions, and stopped. Michelle remained silent, staring up at her expectantly.

  "I'm sorry if I hurt you," Bonnie said softly.

  "It was beautiful," Michelle breathed.

  And then she watched as Bonnie leaned forward and cupped her small, trembling breasts in each hand and stroked them gently. Bonnie's own breasts hung pendulously on her chest, jiggling sensuously. Bonnie toyed with Michelle's tiny nipples, and electric sparks of pleasure shot through Michelle's tummy and down into her pelvis. Bonnie slowly rubbed her pussy back and forth on Michelle's tight flat belly, shivering with delight, and her breathing deepened. Reflexively, Michelle reached out and grasped Bonnie's heavily swinging udders and squeezed them, and Bonnie inhaled sharply, moaning softly.

  "Do you like that?" Michelle said, fingers busily tweaking and popping Bonnie's nipples. Bonnie caressed Michelle's breasts and sighed.

  "Yes," Bonnie said simply. There was nothing else to say.

  Michelle felt Bonnie's pussy flooding like the river itself, the warm juices slathering her belly and oozing down her sides onto the mattress. She could feel Bonnie's lips squishing moistly, accompanied by soft liquid fartings as Bonnie rubbed slowly and sensuously. Michelle felt her own naked pussy gaping wide and oozing, her swollen clitty demanding instant gratification. As if reading her mind, Bonnie slid backward until her pussy rested on Michelle's, and then she ground slowly and luxuriously against it. Michelle's clit thrilled with the contact, and Michelle heard her cunt suddenly squelch and squirt.

  "Eeeeeee," she keened, quivering.

  Bonnie undulated lewdly, and a flood of hot juice drenched Michelle's crotch. She leaned forward and dropped her tremulous melons toward Michelle's face, her flesh shining with sweat that dripped off her nipples onto Michelle's cheeks.

  "Suck my tits, you tramp."

  Aroused by Bonnie's nasty talk, Michelle opened her mouth and sucked. The meaty circle was nail-hard, the areola swollen and rough, and Michelle swirled her tongue on it, coating it with drool. She squeezed and pinched the other nipple, and Bonnie moaned loudly, their pussies grinding together meaningfully.

  Michelle buried her face in Bonnie's deep cleavage, sucking and licking and smacking voraciously. She had no words to describe her state of mind at that moment. Her brain whirled crazily, her body torn with a wanton, wild ecstasy. She found the other breast and attacked it with a vengeance. She bit Bonnie's nipple, and Bonnie gasped loudly, lost in the pain and pleasure Michelle was delivering. Michelle slid her hands down Bonnie's back and clasped Bonnie's tremulous rump, grinding their pussies together more closely. Gasping, Bonnie kissed Michelle savagely on the mouth, Michelle stabbing her tongue between the bigger woman's lips, both moaning continuously, overcome by wanton
carnality.

  "Oh, God," Bonnie gasped, finally drawing a breath.

  "Sit on my face, you fucking slut," Michelle breathed, chest heaving.

  Bonnie sat up abruptly, the bedsprings creaking again with the weighty movement. She dragged herself forward as Michelle watched expectantly, positioning herself above Michelle's head, her meaty thighs rubbing Michelle's cheeks. Michelle stared upward into the glistening, hairy portal with wide-eyed fascination. The ruddy pit was puckered, the mighty lips flared wide, engorged with blood and quivering invitingly. Bonnie's round brown flexed moistly, winking in the depths between her cheeks. Michelle's cunt flexed powerfully as she grasped Bonnie's thighs firmly and drew in a breath. And Bonnie dropped her bushy crotch heavily onto Michelle's innocent face with a deeply satisfied grunt, driving Michelle's petite head unceremoniously into the pillow.

  Mewling like a small child, Michelle buried her nose and mouth against Bonnie's mound, Bonnie's lips enfolding Michelle's tongue firmly and locking it into place. Michelle found Bonnie's clitty with her teeth, and Bonnie cried out, undulating reflexively, overcome with the sensations her friend was delivering. All thoughts of Michael had vanished as she reveled in the newly discovered thrills ripping through her body. This was so different from being pleasured by a man -- gentle and yet rough -- as if Michelle knew all her secret places that only she herself had pleasured before.

  Michelle inhaled the carnal smell of Bonnie's arousal and became crazed with a sexual passion she'd never experienced with another woman. The heat of Bonnie's vagina burned against her lips in a new and different way; Bonnie's big thighs trembled powerfully against her skull; Bonnie's dense, bristly patch scraped frantically and repeatedly on her cheeks. She listened as Bonnie's panting turned rapid and deep, and sensed Bonnie's needs quickly reaching a crescendo. She stabbed her tongue like a spear against Bonnie's clit, and felt Bonnie abruptly stiffen, and then climax with a bowel-churning shriek.

  "Ohhhhhh fuuuuuckk!" Bonnie screamed, guts roiling fiercely.

  Bonnie's pussy convulsed, showering Michelle's face with an explosive spray; Michelle slurped loudly, drinking. Bonnie climaxed again with a wail, and suddenly, Michelle couldn't breathe. She struggled beneath the bigger woman's weight, and then managed to roll her aside.

  Michelle sat up on the bed, choking and sputtering.

  "Jesus Christ!" she exclaimed.

  "I'm sorry," Bonnie gasped, still shaking from her orgasm. "I'm sorry!"

  "Don't be," Michelle said, smiling at her, face dripping. "You surprised me. I've never been with a woman who squirted like that."

  Bonnie was finally regaining her senses. "It's never happened quite like that before."

  Michelle chuckled softly. "And to think you didn't want this."

  Bonnie desperately wanted to please Michelle in the same manner.

  "What can I do for you?" she said.

  "I need to clean up."

  Bonnie lay on the bed, still experiencing aftershocks from her multiples, breathing deeply. She listened as Michelle ran water in the bathroom, wondering what it would be like to taste a woman's pussy and if she would be as good at oral sex as was Michelle -- she shivered with anticipation. Michelle turned off the water and stood in the bathroom doorway. Her smile was salaciously intense.

  "You have a dildo?"

  Bonnie's eyebrows raised. "Yes."

  "Does it have a strap?"

  "It came with one but I've never needed it."

  "You need it now."

  Bonnie gestured toward the vanity. "Top drawer on the left."

  Michelle opened the drawer, stared into it for a moment, and then turned to Bonnie and held up the string of Ben WA balls. She giggled as Bonnie blushed.

  "I've never used these before," Michelle said. "What're they like?"

  "I could show you," Bonnie said.

  "Maybe later."

  Michelle returned to the bed with the dildo and strap and handed the toy to Bonnie.

  "That's a good-looking dick," Michelle said with a discerning tone. "How often do you use it?"

  Bonnie blushed again. "All the time."

  "Then you've had good practice. Using it on someone else is a little different, though. Do you know how to put it on?"

  "I think so."

  Bonnie got up from the bed. Michelle watched Bonnie's breasts and rump jiggle and began fingering her tiny slit, greasing it up and getting it ready for the approaching invasion. Bonnie attached the harness to the dildo and strapped it around her waist, adjusting the tightness around her middle. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, big silicone cock jutting between her legs, and burst out laughing, blushing furiously. Michelle giggled, still playing with herself.

  "Don't think about it."

  "I look so stupid!"

  "Not to me. I can't wait to have that big cock stretching my tight little cunt."

  Michelle lay on her back, knees raised and legs spread, her beautiful shaven pussy moist and naked. Bonnie couldn't help staring. The last red rays of the setting sun drifted through the window above the bed, landing on Michelle's gleaming genitalia and painting them with molten fire. The labia were flared as she busily frigged herself, engorged with blood and glistening with lubrication. Michelle touched her clit; her bottom quivered and a thin stream spurted into the crack of her upturned ass, soaking her anus. Michelle moaned, quivering.

  "Oh my," Bonnie breathed, heart beating rapidly.

  "Come to me, baby," Michelle breathed, holding out her hands.

  Bonnie climbed into bed and positioned herself between Michelle's spread legs. Michelle wormed her way closer, rolling her hips upward and exposing every nook and crevice to Bonnie's excited gaze.

  "I'm not sure..." Bonnie hesitated.

  "I'll walk you through it."

  Michelle reached for the dildo and rubbed the knob on her slit. The spongy head immediately became oiled by her steaming-hot wetness.

  "Did you see that? Rub the whole length on my coochie to get it lubed up good."

  Breathing heavily, Bonnie grasped the cock and slithered the shaft up and down on Michelle's slit, and Michelle writhed, moaning passionately. Bonnie was excited by this new adventure. It was weird not being able to feel anything, but she knew how the dildo felt against her own pussy, and Michelle was clearly enjoying the sensations. Michelle spread her lips, and Bonnie rubbed again, this time using the knob and pressing it against Michelle's exposed nub.

  "Ooooooo," Michelle crooned. "Bounce the head on my clit..."

  Bonnie had done this to herself, so she had a pretty good idea of just how hard she could go without hurting. She bounced the knob, and Michelle writhed.

  "Ooooooo," Michelle crooned again. "You've had practice."

  "Yes," Bonnie whispered.

  She could see Michelle's anus winking in her crack, and emboldened, Bonnie pressed a finger against it, marveling over the heat burning on her fingertip. Michelle moaned again, grabbed Bonnie's wrist, and forced the finger inside. Bonnie gasped with surprise, and Michelle groaned with pleasure.

  "Nice," Michelle hissed. "Oh God, so niiiccccce."

  Michelle released Bonnie's wrist and grasped the fake dick, rubbing the knob against her portal, and Bonnie watched her cunt lips flower open and envelope the knob in a slick, tight embrace. She gasped again.

  "I'm ready, Bonnie," Michelle murmured. "But go slow."

  Bonnie pushed forward tentatively, not wanting to hurt the smaller woman, and Michelle keened softly. Bonnie watched the dildo disappear slowly inch-by-inch, the effort awakening muscles in her hips and abdomen she didn't know she had. She grasped Michelle's hips and pulled her closer.

  "Wait," Michelle gasped. "Give me a minute to adjust."

  Bonnie halted, enjoying the softness of Michelle's thighs. She wished she could feel the cock, and used the memories of her own encounters to help heighten her connection. She stared down into Michelle's face, and Michelle stared back, her eyes wide and fevered. She wore an expression of both ple
asure and gratitude, and her cheeks gleamed with perspiration.

  "Okay," Michelle breathed after a moment. "Again."

  Bonnie pushed forward slowly, and Michelle's pussy slurped loudly in the silence. Bonnie felt a tingling in her groin, as well. The base of the dildo was pressing firmly against her clitoris, producing little jolts of electricity that were perversely degenerate. This entire affair was sordid and depraved, and Bonnie moaned excitedly, listening to Michelle's fervored gasps, watching the smaller woman squirming rhythmically beneath her overwhelming heaviness.

  "Fuckkkk," Michelle whimpered, completely impaled. "God-damn."

  "Am I hurting you?" Bonnie said anxiously, sweat beading on her forehead.

  "Fuck no!"