by Mia Moore
“I need, Ma’am… I need to taste your pussy.”
“Eat me out, baby,” Joanie breathed.
Tara slid down her chest, over her belly and sucked on Joanie’s belly button for a moment, holding her waist. When she felt Joanie’s hips begin to roll, she moved down between her legs.
Her scent was even stronger, just from the few minutes of foreplay. Tara stuck her tongue out as far as she could and bent her head into Joanie’s downed, dampened slit. Her tongue slithered past the outer and inner lips, and like a tiny penis, fluttered up inside Joanie’s vagina, scooping her wetness and rolling it against the roof of her mouth. Oh God she had such a strong taste… this is the taste of pure lust… She couldn’t get enough of it, the taste, texture and smell causing fluttering in her own belly.
Joanie’s hips were already grinding upward into her face as she ate her and licked her. She placed her mouth at the top of her cunt and bit down gently on her clit, rewarded by Joanie’s thighs coming up and clamping onto her.
“Oh yesss!” Joanie hissed. “Oh yeah!” Her hands grasped Tara’s hair, forcing her to work even harder on her crotch. Tara pushed her face hard into Joanie’s pelvis, feeling her nose press into the soft skin just above. She made a paddle of her tongue, and nodding her head up and down, assaulted Joanie’s clit.
“Oh fuck baby!” Joanie cried out, the first orgasm ripping through her.
Tara kept the movement up, now merciless. Joanie tried to pull her head away by the hair, the pain only serving to increase Tara’s ferocity. She wormed her hand under her, and pushed two fingers roughly up inside Joanie, sweeping it over the top spongy area of her G-spot.
Joanie couldn’t take it. “Oh God, stop! I can’t handle it!” she plead.
“Take it, Ma’am! Show meee!” Tara grunted. If anyone could take it, this woman could.
Joanie began to huff and puff as Tara continued her passionate attack. She couldn’t hang on. She released Tara’s head and started to claw at the edges of the sofa. Her hips bucked and stormed against Tara, flinging into her merciless hand and mouth.
“Oh God! Oh fucking Christ on a cross!” she cried out.
Tara slipped a third and fourth finger up inside Joanie. She was going to make this Momma squirt if it killed both of them! She raised up and with one arm, took Joanie’s outside leg and lifted it. With her other hand, halfway into her cunt, she pressed even deeper. Now her thumb passed through Joanie’s oozing snatch, the wetness flowing like thin cream.
“Oh! I’m so full! Oh GOD!” Joanie could only pant now. Starbursts were exploding in her hips and blasting though her eyes.
Tara slipped the rest of her hand up inside, pressing down and twisting it at the base of Joanie’s pussy. The flesh stretched to allow her inside. She released Joanie’s leg and encircled her neck, pulling her upright as she lifted her own head.
“Ma’am! Look! I’m in youuuu!” Tara growled.
Joanie’s eyes exploded, seeing the sight of Tara’s hand, buried inside her cunt past her wrist. “Oh fuck! Fuck me! Fuuuck meee!” she squealed.
Tara slowly and deliberately, like a pile driver, pushed in as deeply as she dared and withdrew only to repeat the motion. Joanie flopped back onto the armrest of the couch, sucking wind and blowing it out with a loud gasp.
“Oh God! Don’t stop! Oh fuck I’m almost…” she gasped. Tears of passion and pain mixed together bled from the corners of her eyes. “I’m alllll mosssst….” She was being violated by the woman she was going to dominate. She was being raped by her lover and loving it! “Oh fuck Taraaaa! Hurrrrrt meee!”
Tara was cunt punching her now. With each stroke in and out, she gave her wrist a twist, violating and claiming every inch of Joanie’s most intimate spaces. She felt the muscles of Joanie’s cunt walls begin to clamp down on her as the orgasm approached.
With that, she dove her head down on top of Joanie’s clit, no delicate kisses or licks this time, with bare teeth, she began to chew directly on her swollen, protruding clit. Like an enraged pit bull, she shook her head side to side with her prize in her mouth as her hand savaged her lover.
“AAAahhhh!” Joanie wailed. She blubbered and quaked beneath Tara, causing both of their bodies to rise and fall as she fell, fell, fell through her orgasm. With a final push, she squirted clear fluid all over Tara’s arm, face and the cushions of the couch. She had no strenghth left in her to fight, she rode the crest after crest of indescribable pleasure and release though her self, down her hips and out through Tara’s hand and mouth. Falling, falling…
When she felt Joanie’s last burst of pleasure subside into stillness, Tara withdrew her hand. She released Joanie’s clit frm her mouth, and with now slow licks, she caressed Joanie’s pussy from top to bottom, along the outside. She nestled into Joanie, and taking her head in her hands, nuzzled into her neck.
Joanie’s hand absently came up and stroked Tara’s hair.
“I…” she tried to speak.
“Hush, Ma’am… shhhh for a moment…” Tara whispered.
The two women cuddled into one another, legs and arms stroking and caressing as each one came back down to earth.
Chapter 9
Steven and Krista hadn’t started yet when Tara and Joanie began. Both of them wanted to see what their partners were going to do. For the past week, since Joanie and Tara’s tete a tete all they heard was how much Tara and Joanie were looking forward to going at it. They didn’t want to miss a thing.
They sat in stunned silence watching the savage passion unfold between the two women. Absently, Steve unhooked the restraints that had Krista’s arms pinned.
“Thanks,” she whispered, rubbing her arms as Tara flung Joanie’s shirt off.
“Don’t mention it,” he breathed back. He put his arm around Krista, her tiny, almost waif like appearance snuggling into him as they watched the rest of the scene unfold.
“Oh shit…” they said at the same time when Tara had her hand entirely up inside Joanie and made her watch as she fist fucked her.
They were too spent by watching the scene when it concluded to have anything left to play with each other. They just sat, holding and stroking one another as their mates lay on the couch when it was done.
Other than the sound of the room’s air conditioner and the steady breathing of the two couples, the room was silent.
Joanie breathed in deeply and exhaled. “Oh wow… that was intense!”
“You can say that again,” said Steve.
“Ditto,” murmured Tara.
“Umm… ibid?” said Krista.
They all laughed.
“Hey… I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m totally out of gas you know.” Joanie was still stroking Tara who was entangled with her on the couch.
“MmmHmm…” Tara lifted her head. “Me too… in a weird sort of way, I kind of got off getting you off.” She put her head back down on Joanie’s chest. “Never had something like this happen to me before…”
Steve still had his arm around Krista. “Hey… I think us two over here feel the same…” he turned his head to look at the young woman tucked into his arm. Krista nodded silently. “Yeah, same here for us. Watching you two was pretty intense…”
They sat in silence.
Several hours later, Tara and Steve were in their own bed, having sent Tara’s mother home with sincere thanks—yes, their get together with friends was a nice mid week break.
Tara was cuddled into Steve’s arm, playing with the hair on his chest. It was just the two of them now, and they began the ritual of discussing their latest adventure. They had begun that ritual after their first Lifestyle experience.
“So what came over you, honey?” asked Steve.
“I don’t know… I just went with the flow, I think. I didn’t think about anything, to tell you the truth.” She nuzzled down. “It was more instinct than thinking.”
“It was pretty hot to watch, that’s for sure.”
She kissed the side of the nip
ple on his chest. “Glad you enjoyed it.”
“Do you plan on seeing her again?”
“Mmm… I don’t know. I mean… this evening was so… so raw, I don’t know if we could repeat it… because we’d be thinking about it the next time we got together or something.” She began to softly rub his chest.
Steve was caressing her shoulder. He felt like he had a huge mind blowing orgasm too, he was so wiped out. “So… what’s next?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean… are there other bi adventures that you want to explore?”
“You’re so good to me, Steve.” She kissed his chest. “Well… maybe. I’m not sure right now. I think today’s episode needs to sink in a bit.” She lifted her head and looked at him. “You trying to ask if I ‘got it out of my system’ or something?”
He looked over at her, holding her gaze. He shook his head. “No, not at all! Once I realized after you and Dawn at the club that there’s more than one way to make a Tara cum, I was alright, honest.” His fingers danced on her shoulder.
“Well, I think you have some wheels spinning in that head of yours, buster.” She poked him in the chest. “Out with it!”
Steve turned over on his side, facing her. He rested his head on his hand, elbow bent. “Well…”
“Out with it!” She was now rubbing his chest. “What is it, honey?”
“Well… watching you with women… got me thinking…” He glanced away.
“About what?”
“Well… I was wondering if I was missing out on something… that’s all.”
Tara’s eyebrows knitted. “I don’t understand.”
“Well…” he inhaled and exhaled. “Okay… let me ask you… remember when we first started to swing, and I asked if you’d do other women? The idea of it turned me on?”
“Yeah… I said ‘no way’.”
“I know. And I dropped the subject.”
“Yeah, and I love you for it. You let me come around to it on my own.”
“Okay. Now I want to ask you… does the idea of watching two guys go at it excite you?”
Tara’s eyes flew open wide. “Are you shitting me? Of course!”
“Well, why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because I didn’t dare… I mean… I shut you down pretty firmly when the idea of me trying bi-sex. I didn’t think I had the right to turn the tables on you.” She waved a finger at him. “Although… if you had decided that you were going to nag me about it or something, I would have brought it up pretty damn quick let me tell you.” She tucked her hair behind her ear. “I cruise bi-sexual guy porn every so often. It turns me on to no end! But I didn’t… I couldn’t raise the subject to you.”
Steve put his hand on her hip. “Well…”
Tara’s eyebrows arched upwards, waiting for him to finish his sentence. When he just let the word fade, she punched him in the shoulder. “Well what?”
“Well… you never said anything about it.”
“Yeah… go on…”
He breathed in deeply and held it. He always did that when he was nervous or self conscious.
He exhaled sharply and said “I wish you did.”
Chapter 10
Tara was completely gob smacked. She knew what Steve said, and she knew what he meant. She didn’t know how to respond. The best she was able to come up after the moment of silence was “Oh”.
“Oh? That’s it?” asked Steve.
“Oh, that’s just the start! As in ‘Oh My God I had no idea!’ That sort of ‘Oh’.”
Steve’s expression darkened as he toyed with the sheet on the bed. “Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut…”
“Why? You’re being honest with me, right now; I’m thrilled you said it!” She sat up in the bed, her back on the headboard.
“Well…” he didn’t look at her. “I don’t know if you’re happy to hear it, or put off I guess.”
“Of course I’m happy, you idiot! I’m also surprised as hell, but yes, Steve, I’m thrilled!” Tara came off the headboard and hugged him.
“You sure?” he asked.
She cuffed him up the side of his head. “Men!” She sat back on her haunches facing him. “Look, Steve, remember how you couldn’t explain why watching girl on girl was a turn on for you?”
He nodded.
“Well, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. For me, watching two guys go at it can be arousing as hell too.” She put her hand between her breasts and looked upwards. “And the idea of watching you suck some guy off…” she closed her eyes as her hand wandered between her legs. “Ohhh maan…” Her eyes flew open and she looked at Steve. “When? When?”
Steve snorted. “You’re acting just the way you were afraid I’d act if you had told me you were ready to be with a woman!” He held his arms out. “C’mere.” She scooted over and he held her in his arms, her head nuzzled into his neck.
“Have you ever…” Tara said softly.
Steve shook his head. “No… not that I hadn’t been curious or tempted, but the timing had never been right or something.” He stroked her back. “But since that night at the club between you and Dawn, it’s been on my mind a lot.”
Tara turned her head, looking at him. “So you’ve never had a cock in your mouth.”
“Right.”
“Yipee!” She jumped out of the bed and went to her night table. Opening the bottom drawer, she rummaged around under the stack of magazines in it. “Got it!” She sat back up holding her slilicone vibrator. “Let’s practice then!”
“What?”
“You’re going to suck me off.” She leaned back in and grabbed her other favorite vibrator, the We-Vibe. The U shaped device fit easily into the palm of her hand. She pressed the button a couple times, and it began to pulsate. She then hooked the device into her pussy, with the vibrating section resting on the outside, on top of her clit. “That’s step one,” she said. She sat back on the bed and rested the base of her dildo on top. With her legs spread, she looked like she had a six inch erection. “Now come here, and suck me off.”
Steve sat up and crawled over to where Tara was stretched out, her head resting on the bed’s footboard. She was genltly pressing the dildo on top of the We-Vibe as she swayed it. He looked her in the eye as he took the head of the silicone cock into his mouth.
It didn’t feel too bad. He stretched his mouth wide and went further down the length of the shaft.
“Watch the teeth, Steve,” Tara giggled.
He curled his lips over his teeth and began to bob his head up and down. Tara’s hand on the base kept moving in a slight rhythm as she began to get herself off, using the dildo to move the second vibrator across her clit.
He was only able to go about a third of the way down.
“Oh shit, Steve, that looks so hot you sucking me off!”
Steve reached up and began to stroke the dildo as Tara held it firmly at the base. He wrapped his fingers around it, and as he moved his head up and down, leaving a wet trail of spit, his hand began to jerk the shaft, twisting his wrist as he went.
“Oh yeah, baby, that’s sooo good!” Tara grabbed his hair as a small orgasm, shot through her belly.
He went down as far as he could, as deep as his gag reflex would allow and held his head still, waiting for his throat to relax. When it did, he lowered his head deeper.
“Oh fuck, that’s hot!” Tara’s hips began to rise off the mattress a little.
He held his head still again, relaxed, and pushed his face onto his wife’s thick cock. Lower and lower he went, until all seven inches of her meat was down his throat. He felt his eyes tear a bit.
“Oh baby, you’re deep throating! Oh fuuuck!” Tara’s orgasm took her entirely by surprise. Her legs began to jerk and her hips thrust up into Steve’s head. “Take it, bitch!” she hissed.
Steve’s free hand covered her own at the base of the cock. Holding her down by her crotch, the vibrator’s actions went through her, igniting her p
ussy. “Ohhh Steeeve!” He kept his face pinned to the root of her fuck stick, sucking with loud slurps. A run of spit washed down the length of the shaft each time he pulled his head back, flowing over their joined hands at Tara’s clit.
His own cock was rock hard, and he was stroking himself as he sucked off his wife.
“Oh baby! Oh baby!” Tara exploded into a million pieces. With his mouth still stuffed, Steve jerked his own cock until he was at the brink. Pulling his head off the shaft, he knelt straight up. “Give it to me, Steve!” He thrust his hips at Tara as he ejaculated a stream of cum splashing on her hand and pussy. He continued to jerk his cock, and two more jets shot out, running on her hand and the dildo.
They both lay back gasping from the intensity and rapidity of the moment. Tara’s hand absently patted the cum that had splashed on her lower belly to her pussy.
Her eyes glinting, she said “Time for part two! Now you have to clean me up, honey.”
Steve leaned forward and began to lick his cream off Tara’s skin. He had tasted his own ejaculate before, but not as much as he had just unloaded. Hesitantly at first, he flicked his tongue onto her finger. She took both of her gooey fingers and pushed them into his mouth. He sucked them clean, then lapped up the rest of his cum off her hand and pussy. The dildo resting in the V of her legs had some dribbles on it too. He picked it up, and with a dramatic flourish, kissed the tip and sucked the rest of it clean as well. Tara stared at him wide eyed.
“We have got to find a couple that’s as bent as us, honey,” she said, grinning widely.
Chapter 11
Three weeks later, they were pulling into the parking lot of Raxx, a pool hall/sports bar/restaurant in Kingston, an hour and a half drive from their home. Steve and Tara had met a couple online through their favorite swinger’s site and were having their first meet and greet with them.
When Steve turned the car off, Tara put her hand on his.
“Now honey, just remember—if for any reason at all you want to leave, what’s the magic word?”