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CHAPTER EIGHT

Sharon awoke with a nice itchy sensation in her cunt, a moist, tingly warmth like a soft, almost nonexistent tickle. Her eyes fluttered open in the streaming morning sunshine, and she sighed.

"Ummmmm…"

She blinked awake to see Ted moving silently about the bedroom, dressing for work.

"What…?" she roused sleepily, still a tingle, and he froze.

"Sorry I woke you, babe. Go back to sleep. It's just me."

But suddenly she didn't feel like going to sleep. Her pussy creamed with juicy warmth, and instead she smiled and kicked back the covers.

"Uhhhn, is that the best suggestion you have to make, Ted Brant? Or can I interest you in something else?"

Her long legs glided apart, and Ted gaped at the sight of his wife's lush blonde pussy melting open, slick and glistening in the morning light.

He swallowed hard, feeling his prick nudge. That inexplicable pained expression filled his eyes again, and he spoke in, a quick slightly hoarse voice. "Hon, I've just got to get to work, or the boss'll kill me. If we had a few minutes more maybe… but I'm late already."

Hastily he grabbed his tie and turned away, tearing his gaze from his wife's pussy.

"Teddy, whuh…"

Confusion cut through her sexy haze, and she opened her mouth in wordless shock. Something was terribly wrong. It had been two days since he'd shown the slightest interest in her – two long, horny days. Ever since the night of the family cookout a vague reasonless fear made her wonder if somehow he knew what had happened between her and Will. But he'd hardly been acting like a man who was angry. In fact, the way, be turned from her now almost seemed like the act of a husband plagued by guilt!

But… what on earth did Ted have to feel guilty about?

He was heading for the door, practically on the dead run.

"You're – you're not going to just leave me like this! Baby – oh, damn!"

He paused just long enough to say goodbye, not quite looking in the direction of her nude, unfulfilled body. "Got to, Share. Maybe tonight we'll relax, okay? See you then, hon."

And with that parting glimmer of a promise, he fled.

For a long time Sharon simply lay like that, her cunt still tingling with an itch that hadn't been scratched for two days. She reached down and massaged her aching pussy, fingering its wetness and wondering. Just what the hell had gotten into her horny husband lately.

"Ohhhhh, damn you, Ted!" The words came out in a groan as her fingers slickened, rubbing harder! "Damn you… ahhh…"

At the moment she would gladly have remained right where she was and fingered at least a little pleasure out of her glowing cunt. But she'd promised to pick Joyce up for a shopping excursion this morning, and there seemed little point in trying to grab a bit of momentary satisfaction now, and then spend the rest of the day trying to pretend it had been enough…

With a sigh she pulled her fingers away, sopping wet.

"Ohhh!"

At last, arching incredibly with unsoothed need, she rose to dress.

Neither of the two women were much in the mood for shopping and despite their light conversation and attempted interest the morning dragged on through lunchtime before they finally drove back to Joyce's house to deposit the items they'd managed to purchase in spite of their lack of enthusiasm.

It wasn't until they entered the living room and dropped their bundles that either of them relaxed.

"I hate to admit this, but shopping wears me out!" Plopping onto the couch with a loud groan, Joyce fanned feebly at her sweaty face. "My God, it must be a hundred degrees out, there! Do you know what I need right this moment? A nice tall glass of ice-cold lemonade! How does that sound?"

"Uhmmmm, like heaven!" Sharon agreed, wiping the beads of perspiration from her face and trying as best she could to ignore the extra warmth that came from her pussy, just as it had been doing all morning. "What're we waiting for? Let's go!"

They headed for the kitchen, two heated women eager for some cooling off.

"Here, why don't you just sit down and relax while I do the honors?" It was Sharon who took over, firmly guiding her sister-in-law to a kitchen chair and turning to get the drinks. She took two large glasses out of a cupboard, then went to the refrigerator.

The moment she opened its door and a blast of cool air hit her, she gasped. "Oh my God, that feels good!"

She acted impulsively, giving in to the glow that seethed inside her.

Joyce turned her head, and blurted in surprise. "Sharon! What on earth?"

Sharon was unbuttoning her blouse and even as the brunette looked on she pulled it wide open and thrust her tits into the coolness with a loud pleased sigh.

"Uhmnnn, that's just exactly what I needed? Oh yessss…" She glanced over at Joyce, who was gaping.

An impish look crept over her face at her own boldness. "Well, it was! And to be perfectly honest, you ought to try it too. In fact, I think I'll just take advantage of the situation and cool myself off right!"

Those words were hardly out when she was jerking the blouse off altogether and reaching for the snap of her jeans.

Joyce could hardly help but ogle as the young woman shed her jeans and panties, then stood absolutely nude at the open refrigerator door with her arms outstretched, enjoying her own shocking display as much as the cool, refreshing air that wafted over her.

"Sharon Brant, you must be crazy!" Joyce found her voice at last. "Prancing around like that – even thought Will isn't home, he could always come walking through the door and… you simply ought to be ashamed!"

In retort Sharon stuck her tongue out. Her abrupt, uncharacteristic actions had their effect. Joyce had to laugh.

"Come and try it, Joyce. You'll see. It's nicer than lemonade! Anyway, if Will does come in unexpectedly, it won't look quite so bad if there are two of us prancing around!"

Joyce couldn't stop laughing and Sharon danced around the refrigerator to get aired all over, laughing as well. It was the kind of silly situation that broke the dreariness of a dull morning, and Joyce found herself joining in.

"Well, I really shouldn't. It seems so… so wicked! But I am hot enough to explode, and oh, damn you for starting this, all right!"

Setting her jaw in defiance, she began to unbutton her own blouse. Bra followed. Then shoes and slacks and panties. Embarrassed but determined not to show it, she joined her sister-in-law.

"Ohhhhh…"

The refrigerator fanned a cold burst over her bare, sweaty flesh, and she goose-pimpled. The women stood side by side, both enjoying the fresh tingles that surged across their heated bodies.

Joyce had to admit it felt nice. She began to relax, despite herself.

Then Sharon's voice broke through the moment.

"Joyce – my goodness! Your tits are absolutely magnificent! I never thought – why, you make me look positively flat-chested!"

She was staring pointedly at the older woman's outthrust tits, her blue eyes wide with blatant admiration.

Joyce couldn't resist a flush of pleasure that seeped through her at that praise, especially since it came from a woman who had large, well-developed tits herself.

"Really, Sharon, you're going to make me blush. And besides, we can both see perfectly well that there's hardly any difference between us – or are you just fishing for compliments, yourself?"

They were facing each other now, and Sharon shook her head with a look of rapt envy. "I mean it, Joyce. To be absolutely honest I always did think I was well-endowed, but standing here with you like this… why, I look like a half-grown teenager! You really do have the most gorgeous titties I ever saw. They're… why, they're just fantastic!"

Suddenly her hands shot up. Caught up in admiring those lush huge-nippled tits, she captured them in her palms.

"Ahhh – Sharon…"

A tremor shot through Joyce as her tits were hefted up for examination. Their large, rounded areolas swelled in immediate response, and her nipples began to expand.

"I just can't get over these," the blonde murmured, not noticing her sister-in-law's gasp. "They're just… my God, look at me! Mine aren't even half as nice!"

Shoving her own big tits forward for display, she brought them up until her nipples almost brushed Joyce's stiffening fat buds. The two women gazed down at their confronting tits, each taking in the other's as if to compare them.

A surge of heat rippled in Joyce's pussy. Truthfully, she enjoyed the appreciation of an attractive young woman like Sharon. And she especially enjoyed having her tits held, no matter how unintentional the reason. Her nipples spiked toward those creamy, slightly smaller tits, and when she spoke her voice was throaty.

"Don't… don't put yourself down, darling. After all, you've got more than enough to please any man, and I can prove it. See?"

She reached up, repaying Sharon's favor by palming her young unsagging tits and lifting them outward as well. Their nipples touched, and an electric spark seemed to jump between the two nude women.

Suddenly Sharon was all too aware of the tickling arousal deep in her own cunt. A bit breathless, she tried to ignore that tickle. "Well, maybe I'm not exactly flat-chested, after all! But we both have to admit your tits are nicer. And those nipples! They're just scrumptious!" Her thumbs flicked across Joyce's tautened peaks, making them quiver.

Joyce trembled, her cunt gushing with heated pleasure. Dimly she realized they made a wicked spectacle – standing here holding each other's tits, for God's sake! But the creamy ooze of warmth deep in her pussy more than made up for the awkwardness of the situation. She eased forward, and her brown thick cunt bush lightly entangled with Sharon's gold one.

Their pussies bumped together, and this time it was Sharon's turn to gasp in flooding realization that they were both getting more turned on than was good for them.

"I… I think we're cool enough now, don't you?" her voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't seem to relinquish her hold on those lovely mammoth tits.

"Are we?" Joyce's eyes twinkled with new mischief, her embarrassment sweeping away in a burst of horny juices. "I don't know about you, but I'm getting warmer than ever! And since you're the one who started this, it would only serve you right if you got a little hot too!"

With a malicious expression she rubbed her cunt hard against Sharon's fleecy pussy, and her blue eyes flew wide.

"Joyce – oh… you bitch! You're doing that on purpose!"

They smiled at each other in playful horniness, tingling pussies grinding together and tits mashing to tits. Allowing herself to be caught up in a tide of sensual naughtiness, Sharon gave her sister-in-law's giant nips a sharp tweak.

They twanged out between her fingers, and the brunette hissed.

"Ohhhh, you! Now who's being a bitch! And I can certainly go one better, since you insist!"

Suddenly she pulled one of Sharon's jutting tits to her mouth and bit down on its pink, flared bud.

"Owwww!"

Sharon squealed, her pained lurch shoving their cunts together even harder.

It was just a game. They were merely two hot, tired, horny women horsing around in front of the opened refrigerator, neither of them really concerned that it was anything more than that.

But with that hard fluttering nipple clenched between her teeth, Joyce couldn't resist a flick of her tongue.

Sharon gasped, and Joyce fucked again.

"Oh… ohhh, stop it! I give up!"

She tried to pull her tortured tit away, but Joyce's teeth held it tight. "Oh, no you don't! Not until I've had enough!"

With that muffled warning she began to tongue the young woman's nipple furiously, lapping its hard, captive tit to even greater stiffness.

"Please… ohhh please, that… that's killing me!"

Sharon wailed, creaming wildly. Instead of pulling back, her shoulder arched forward as if of its own accord. More and more of her tit crushed to Joyce's lips, and the brunette purred. "Uhhhmmm!"

Neither of them quite knew when she ceased to bite and started to suck. But a moment later she found her lips engulfing that juicy stiff nipple in a smacking vacuum, and Sharon's fingers were tangling in her hair and pulling her head down for more.

"Aaahhhh."

Joyce had never sucked another woman's tit before – had never even dreamed of doing such a thing in her wildest imagination. But now she gobbled at the rosy pink spike that pushed between her lips, sucking on it just as if she'd done it a thousand times before.

"Oh, no-o-o-o!" Sharon cooed back, torn between inhibition and cunt-burning arousal. "No, you're – ahhhh! – you're driving me crazy like that! I give up, I… give… up!"

She melted against the older woman in a twitching frenzy of surrender, her tit throbbing with an ache that soared all the way down to her dripping pussy.

When Joyce at last released the slick, blotted nipple, it was with a slightly harsh, knowing laugh. "Oh no you don't, lover. You… you don't get out of calling me names that easily! I'm going to have you screaming for help before I'm finished – ad that's a promise!"

With those ominous words she began to lick and kiss her way down across Sharon's trim, rippling tummy, right to the fringe of her dew spumed cuntfur. Her lips pushed into that blonde matted fleece, and her tongue darted and plunged.

"Ohhhh, you bitch!"

Sharon gave a little wail, and her legs slid apart. No longer even pretending to resist, she let the waves of delight wash through her sopping cunt without embarrassment. Her pussy arched, and Joyce's probe dipped along its creased cleavage.

For the first time in her life Joyce tasted another woman's pussy. The flavor was thick and musky, rolling over her tongue in a heady drool. Her tongue slid over a surprisingly large clit.

Before she quite knew it Joyce was eating her sister-in-law out. Working both clit and cunthole, she slithered her tongue across the wet strumming bud and deep between her snug, well-fitting pussylips. She knelt on the kitchen floor, squirming between her wide-spread thighs and craning her head up for better contact, her soft, full lips plunge into Sharon's spongy cunt moss and her tongue jabbed hard and fast.

"Nuhhhh!"

Panting, Sharon began to hunch the woman's face. Blasts of sensation like nothing she'd ever quite known before ripped through her, and within moments she was writhing down on Joyce's tongue and fondling her own flopping tits in harsh, urgent squeezes, soaring to a peak suspiciously like an orgasm.

"Fucking bitch, eat me!" she cried, humping frantically. "Do your worst, do it – yes, faster! Tongue my pussy, cunt! Drink up my juices, ohhh, yes! More, give it to me all the way! Deeper, baby, deeperrrrr! Aaaaggghhh!"

Her cunt muscles squeezed violently onto Joyce's jabbing tongue, and floods of cunt cream streamed down her face.

Abruptly Sharon collapsed. In a slow-motion tumble she sank atop Joyce in a delicious heap, sprawling them both on the kitchen floor. Joyce was caught by surprise and her legs splayed wide.

Sharon dove between them. Her own glistening, wet tongue shot straight into the gaping brown furred cunt beneath her, and stabbed between the oily, puffed cuntlips.

"Muhhhh!"

Joyce was the one who cried out this time, as her cunt was viciously lashed into a creaming lather by the writhing young blonde.

They clung to each other, sobbing and moaning in a mutual frenzy of sheer unleashed delight. Their tongues lunged in eager unison, and in the next instant both were hunching and slurping in frantic crescendo.

"Ggguuuhhmmm!"

Their mouths were plastered to each other's cunt and their tongues stabbed furiously. They climaxed in a rippling chain of orgasms that had both their bodies surging together, soaking up every blast.

Joyce had never come like this before. Firecrackers exploded in her cunt. Her thighs clenched about Sharon's head, and her hips rolled up as that pink eager tongue slid hungrily in and out of her, the blonde's pussy thrashing as well.

And unlike the final searing blast of an erupting cock, this climax never quite seemed to end. It merely dwindled to twinges of ecstatic release that kept them groaning even after their legs unlocked each other's head, and each woman gasped breathlessly into the pussy hovering at her lips.

"Ohhh, my God!" Joyce managed, licking her slickened lips.

"Mmmmm…" Sharon's answer was an enraptured purr, her full mouth drifting across the brunette's drenched cunt in dazed appreciation.

Her tongue slipped out, delicately trailing along Joyce's inflamed lips and flicking up the juices that still leaked from her.

Hardly aware of what she was doing, Sharon licked across her sister-in-law's pussy crevice. Her tongue tip located the moist puckered rim of Joyce's ass, and wiggled into it as well.

Joyce gave a fresh gasp, then smiled hazily and panted her approval. "Yes, yes, that's just what I want! That's the kind of apology I need – eat my ass, lover! Stick your tongue up my asshole and lick it out! Tell me you're sorry, honey! Do it!"

Urged by that horny voice, Sharon automatically obeyed. Her tongue worked in deeper between the tight pink lips. It pushed in, further and further. Tasting the inner recesses of the other woman completely, Sharon was twitching afresh.

At the same time greedy fingers rippled over Sharon's cunt. They pulled her filmed asscheeks wide apart, exposing the entire slash of her pussy and ass all inflamed and dripping with mingled juices and saliva. Her snug, gold-fringed cunthole gaped open, and shining hot liquids leaked out.

This was an experience neither of them had ever known before, and they both wanted to take full advantage of it while they could.

Joyce plunged three fingers up the blonde's pussy and began to pump.

"Muhhhffff!"

Sharon gave a stifled scream, her tongue slamming up that tight, clenched asshole like a wildly wiggling worm.

"Now… now who's the bitch?" Joyce moaned triumphantly, cramming her fingers hard into the younger woman's cunt. "Who's my little asssucking bitch, Sharon? Lick it up good… ahhh, that's it! Now come and eat my titties, just like I did yours!"

Her tongue slid free, and she cried out. "Muhh – ohhh, fuck that's sweet! Stick me…"

Whimpering ecstatically, taking great care not to dislodge the fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, she twisted around. Her mouth slurped over Joyce's huge tits, first one and then the other and back again.

By now they were both gasping and arching once more. When Sharon's eager fingers suddenly shoved deep up Joyce's snatch, it hardly came as a surprise.

She sank atop the brunette. Their wet mouths fastened, tongues clashing and fingers plowing in and out of each other's cunt. Their pussies twisted together in mutual rhythm, blonde fur intertwining with brown matted curls. Slick thighs tautened in unison, and pussy creams melted together.

Within moments they were humping and arching and sobbing on the floor in frenzied bliss as fingers plunged wetly to cunts and tits smashed against tits in frantic, lurching joy.

"Muhhhh – my God, yesss!" Joyce squealed, spasming up. "You sweet – fucking little – bitch! Give it to me, give it to me good! Fuck me! Fuck me – eeeeee!"

She wailed and pumped the blonde's little cunt all the more eagerly as fresh orgasm went tearing through her, in bursts of pure rapture.

At the same time Sharon hunched down and shuddered on the other woman's hand, coming as well. "Ahhhh – aaahhmm!"

They plunged together, climaxing in surge after surge of uninhibited release. Their cunt-stabbing fingers didn't stop until every renewed twinge of completion had been soaked from them both.

At last it was Sharon who collapsed atop her writhing sister-in-law, sated and moaning. "Ohhhhh, oh Joyce that was nice, so fucking nice… ahhhhnnn…"

Dazed and intoxicated by her own unleashed hungers, she barely heard Joyce's hoarse giggle.

"And to think we almost spent the whole day shopping! My God, that would've been such a waste… oooohh…"

At the moment, Sharon couldn't have agreed more.