Francesca sat at the dark oak, rectangular table in the dining room, her thoughts filling her head about Lily, the teacher friend she had cheated on her husband with two days ago. She thought about the tall, dark blonde woman who she had slowly been flirting with that turned into more. Her memory floats to the friend straddled on her face as she buried her tongue inside of her. She thought about how she flipped them over and held the fit woman down on the mattress till her tongue pulled an orgasm out of her. The daydream didn’t end there though, but that was the end of Lily in this memory.

Now Francesca’s mind went to the next morning, the knock at the door and the shorter and younger woman who was neighbors with her and her husband. She thought about Jillian and her jet black hair and brown eyes as she stood in a short little shirt and black booty shorts that hugged her firm ass. How the young college-aged woman walked into the place like she owned it. Then she remembers watching the television screen get taken over by the video on Jillian’s phone. The video she had captured from across the way, as her and her husband’s bedroom shared windows with Jillian’s. She remembered watching the passionate exchange that was recorded by Jillian, and while it was hard to look away, she finally did.

Before Jillian had walked through the door, Francesca had felt guilty about cheating on her husband. She had decided that she was done with running around behind his back, but now that there was this video, she was being sucked right back to it. The only thing though, deep down in the recesses of her mind, she loved what this power over her did and what it opened up for her. Francesca started to think back about how the start between Jillian and her was almost forced, then it became a bit more tender and loving, when finally, she could no longer control herself and worked to push Jillian to her release. Still, after her mind remembered feeling Jillian climax with her, she then found herself thinking about how the young woman got up, got dressed and left without paying her any attention.

Now it had been two days from the start of this whole adventure and Francesca had dinner sitting on the table and was waiting for her husband Joseph to come in. Soon, she found herself fantasizing about what might be coming next with Jillian. She thinks about tasting the young woman again, thinking about feeling her fingers pushing between her pussy lips, and… Just as she was diving deeper into the fantasy, she heard the front door swing open as her husband walked through. Francesca shook her head, erasing the current thought like an etch-a-sketch. She greeted her husband and the two spent the night eating and talking before heading off to bed.

The next morning Francesca woke up and helped her husband get out the door. She worked on things around the house and finished up all the things that she needed to take care of. Francesca started to read a book and relax as she waited for a little later in the day to work on a few other things. As she finished a chapter in her book, she heard a knock at the door. Her heart fluttered for a moment, wondering, hoping that Jillian was going to be there to cash in on their agreement again. She almost jogged to the door, the anticipation welling up inside of her. When she looked out through the peephole, she saw the mail truck pulling away from outside of her house. She opened the door and pulled the three brown, cardboard boxes inside the house.

As she made it back inside the house, she locked the door. She rested her back against the door a bit disappointed by the reality. Her mind wandered, trying to think about why Jillian hadn’t stopped by yesterday or today. She walked back in and pulled her book back up. She tried to concentrate on the words, but she couldn’t focus. Instead she climbed off the couch and went to get a glass of water. As soon as the cool, refreshing water hit her throat, she stopped thinking about all of it and felt like she had her concentration back. Then, her phone chimed. She got a message.

When she first looked at it, she thought it was spam. Then as she looked again, she realized it was Jillian, she just had never received a message from her before. Jillian wanted her to come over right away. At first Francesca started to worry about trying to change, wanting to dress nice and sexy for the young woman. She stood in her bedroom and got another message telling her to hurry up. Francesca went over in a pair of tight fitting teal yoga pants and a top that hugged her massive tits. She walked up to the neighbor’s door and knocked on the door. Francesca waited outside the door, her heart fluttering, waiting for the answer behind the other side.

Jillian opened the door. She is standing in a pair of green lacy lingerie. The green fabric looks like vines clinging to her private areas. Outside of this and a smile on her face, this is all the young woman is wearing. Jillian sees Francesca standing on the other side of the door and pulls the woman inside. The young woman is excited to see the neighbor and starts to guide her upstairs towards her bedroom.

The door opens to the bedroom and there is a pile of clothing that was on the ground near the foot of the bed. The bedroom didn’t have any posters, pictures or any other decorations to really show off any type of style that could be taken in. The bed was already unmade and the sheets seemed to be wrinkled a bit. Outside of this, there isn’t much that could be seen, not any other items out of place.

Jillian grabs Francesca by the arms and spins her around a bit. As they finish in a bit of a flourish, Jillian pushes Francesca down on the bed. She had not started to strip Francesca or even kissed her.

Francesca swirled around and then felt as she got pushed on to her back. She looked up from the bed and stared up at the young woman dressed in the green lingerie. Francesca watched, her eyes drinking in the fair skin of the young woman. She watches Jillian as she unhooks the green bra and as the fabric becomes loose, she pulls it off from the front, revealing her pale, perky tits with her pink nipples. Then, she watches as Jillian hooks her fingers into the waistband of her thin panties and then pulls them down over her hips. Francesca looks over the now naked, young woman who stands off the side of the bed facing her.

Jillian walked up to the bed and then climbed on top. Then she kept climbing till she was hovering above Francesca’s face. Jillian slowly lowers herself, her legs spread and the peek of her pink pussy between her lips. Soon, Jillian presses her pussy against Francesca’s mouth, ready to feel the woman’s tongue pushing deep inside of her.

Francesca feels the young woman as she starts to climb on top of her. Then, she sees Jillian as she places her pussy above her and watches as it starts to drop down to her waiting lips. Francesca pushes her tongue out to meet the pussy that is being pressed against her face. Then as her tongue penetrates between the young woman’s slit. As she laps up the first taste, it isn’t what she remembers, there is something different going on here. Francesca feels as Jillian pushes her feet under her shoulder, like she is locking herself on top of her. She still is wondering what is coating her tongue but stares up at Jillian.

Jillian stares down into Francesca’s eyes as she sits atop the woman. Then she reaches for her phone from the side table. She pulls open a video and twists her phone for Francesca to be able to watch.

As the video plays, it shows a video in the bedroom, the focus on the bed that Jillian and Francesca are laying on now. The video is playing but for the first few moments, there is nothing going on. Then there is a sound outside of where the camera is pointed. The sound of two people can be heard scrambling into the room. One of the people heard is Jillian, she is giggling as she is working to seduce the other person into her bed. A flash of a shirt being thrown to the floor after being ripped from Jillian. A few more things right at the edge of the video happen to float into view or shadows can be seen.

Francesca still pushes her tongue in and out as she thrusts it into Jillian’s pussy. Her eyes locked on the screen, but her mind was still trying to focus on satisfying the woman on her face.

The video continues and soon, the other person comes into view. Jillian is standing on her tiptoes as she kisses a man, still partially blocked from view. She spins him and pushes the man onto her bed and he takes his place on her mattress.

As Francesca watches the video to this point, she still isn’t sure what the point of it is. She figured that Jillian enjoyed her freedom and with her being in college that she was sexually active, but having her watch a video didn’t prove anything. As she saw the guy move into place on the bed, she realized why the person looked and sounded familiar. There, on the video screen was their shared, 52-year old postal worker, Kyle. It still didn’t seem to matter to Francesca, as she kept her tongue exploring inside of Jillian.

The video continued as Jillian climbed on the bed and she put her head between his legs. Her head bobbed up and down, as she was clearly sucking his cock. One of her hands disappeared beneath her head where it could barely be seen as she started to massage his balls. Then Kyle gathered up a big fistful of Jillian’s black hair and he started to guide her up and down on him. The sounds of his cock using her mouth and throat could be heard along with her gasping to catch her breath every so often.

Then the video transitioned to Kyle lifting her head up from his cock, tears streaming her face a bit. Then, he pushed her to her hands and knees on the bed. He got up behind her and pushed his cock inside her pussy. Kyle let out a moan as he felt his shaft being engulfed by her tight pussy and she played along, knowing this would probably end the same way it did with many other guys in the past. Kyle wasn’t really gentle or loving, in fact the look on his face was more of selfish determination. His hands gripped her shoulders and he pulled her back on his cock as he pounded into her with hard, deep, forceful thrusts. He exclaimed many times how amazing it was and how good it felt, but she was barely moaning with the thrusts.

After about three minutes in doggy, he pulled out and flipped her down on the mattress, to where her back was flat. He climbed back on top of her and the video showed him railing her in missionary. His hips thrusted hard and deep and Jillian rocked and bucked her hips in response. It didn’t take long before the bigger, 52-year old guy was moaning out as his body almost collapsed on top of Jillian. It was clear that Kyle had just finished. After a few moments, Kyle climbed off and without many other words he disappeared off screen, the sound of him getting dressed the only thing that could be heard. Then, Jillian got up and for the camera put on a matching green lingerie set that she had answered the door in. Jillian blew the camera a kiss and then it stopped.

Till the very end, Francesca had no idea why she was watching the video. Now two things had just clicked, she knew the video was right before she had come over, and the reason Jillian tasted different was she wasn’t just licking up Jillian’s wetness, but also the load from Kyle that he just left in her.

Francesca is a bit stuck in the moment of realization, on one side, she is thrown off by tasting the cum of the postal worker, on the other side, she feels sorry for the young woman for being left unsatisfied. She doesn’t stop the actions of her tongue, as it seems like the sorrow has won out. Her tongue stretches out again and licks between Jillian’s thighs. As her tongue dips in, every so often it finds a thicker, white substance that she still pulls into her mouth and then swallows it down.

Jillian wasn’t quite certain how Francesca would react to the video she showed. She had already dug in to keep her cum-filled pussy on Francesca’s mouth, not giving her much of a choice. Part of her expected for Francesca’s tongue to retract, but instead, Jillian feels the woman’s tongue thrust in deep. She moans out as she starts to rock and buck her hips on Francesca’s face. Jillian takes the phone and starts the video over again, making the woman watch as her her hole gets fucked.

Francesca keeps pushing her tongue deep inside the woman sitting on her face. She tunnels her tongue as deep as she can reach, trying to stretch for every millimeter she can. She pulls in her tongue after making a long upward curve of her tongue, trying to bathe the inside of the woman’s pussy. Francesca collects her rewards as her tongue sweeps back into her mouth, the teaser of the young woman and still copious amounts of the postal worker’s load.

Jillian feels Francesca’s tongue exploring deeply between her legs and lets out a growling moan. The young woman enjoyed every pass of the tongue as the woman under her kept exploring. Jillian could feel as the tongue continued that her own ache was building and she needed the same release as the other day. Jillian leaned back a bit till her left hand, with her phone, was able to touch the mattress allowing herself to be more stable. Her right hand reached down and grabbed the hair of the woman between her legs and pulled her up higher into her. The desperation had reached new levels now that she knew how she could feel with another person. Her eyes closed as she pushed her mind deep into a zone, trying to chase something.

Francesca knew her tongue was working its magic inside of Jillian by how the woman was reacting. She could see the difference in breathing and hear the moans getting more and more frequent. Swiftly she felt Jillian’s hand grasp her hair and start pulling her up higher. She loved how she could make the young woman feel. She didn’t stop swirling her tongue between Jillian’s pussy lips, trying to push the woman into a deeper state of desire. Francesca moved her tongue more furiously inside of Jillian, wanting to feel the tight pussy orgasm again with her tongue buried deeply inside.

Jillian continued to writhe on top of the older brunette woman, feeling the tongue driving more and more pleasure to build up inside of her. She bit her bottom lip as the pleasure was starting to lightly pulse within her core, knowing her release would be upon her soon. She pushed her hips in hard, grinding her sensitive and aching clit against Francesca’s nose while she rode her tongue. She let out a louder groaning moan deep into her room. She clenched her eyes and felt her body trying to collapse in on itself. She kept trying to move her hips but found it difficult as her climax had just started. Her body lit up with ecstasy like a lightning storm in her core, going crazy throughout her body. She called out expletives into the room as she shook and shuddered on top of Francesca’s face.

Francesca felt Jillian starting to ride and grind more on her face. She could feel the sensitive bean as it rubbed against the tip of her nose. Francesca pushed her head harder in between Jillian’s legs, letting her use her tongue and face. She knew that the college aged woman was at her edge and worked to try to push her tongue deeper into the folds between the lips seated on her mouth. Francesca heard Jillian’s sounds as the woman climaxed and kept her tongue whirling and dancing inside, starting to collect her cum as she pulled it back in.

It took several long moments before Jillian started to feel herself as she started to recover from the buzzing state. Even before it all came back, she worked to climb off Francesca’s face, falling to the soft mattress below. The raven haired woman laid there naked, her limbs slightly splayed as she continued to feel the last subsiding waves of her post orgasmic pleasure washing through her.

Francesca had kept her tongue lapping into her through every last tremor and shudder. Then she felt Jillian almost fall off her, collapsing onto the mattress on her back. Francesca’s eyes drank in all of the curves of the beautiful woman who laid next to her. She remembered the previous time that she had just finished making Jillian orgasm, and how the young woman pretty much just glided out the room taking what she had wanted and not returning the favor. Franchesca kept her back on the bed, laying there, wondering if she was about to get kicked out of the room and the house.

Jillian slowly started to move a bit more on the bed as she started to regain control over her muscles. Soon she sat up in the bed, propping herself up on her still shaking elbows. Jillian looked over at Francesca, still fully dressed and could see the look on the woman’s face. She rolled over and used the momentum to climb back on top of Francesca, this time right on the top of her thighs. The young woman looked into Francesca’s eyes and stared deeply into them. She bent down, grabbing the woman on both sides of her face. Jillian kept lowering herself before her lips were hovering just above Francesca’s plump, pouty lips.

Francesca had a lot of thoughts going through her mind. She started to feel the young woman next to her as she rustled and started to move. Then quickly, the young woman was on top of her. Francesca was thinking for a moment that Jillian was about to want round two. Then, she felt as the young woman started to push down into her body. She felt the two hands gently caress the skin on both of her cheeks and felt a chill go down her spine. Her body was feeling light tingles reverberate all where Jillian’s was touching her. Francesca could feel the young woman’s lips so close to hers and just wanted to close the last bit of distance and kiss her, but she wasn’t in charge at this moment and she waited to see what Jillian had in store.

Jillian teased the woman she had pinned to the mattress, making the other one crave to feel her lips move just the tiny bit of distance between them. She knew this faint whisper that the movement of her mouth and lips created against Francesca’s would be antagonizing at the very least. Jillian held her for four more heartbeats before she wrapped her fingers behind Francesca’s head and bending down the minuscule distance till their mouths met. Jillian pressed her soft, rich lips into the other woman enjoying the feeling. Jillian started to push her tongue past the lips of the other woman.

Francesca’s lips ached with the overwhelming urge to feel the young woman’s lips just touch hers. Each time her lips passed, she sucked in a deep hitching breath as she hoped that this time would be it and she would feel the warm, soft lips upon her. Once she felt Jillian’s lips finally press into hers, she melted and moaned against the feeling of the delicate kiss placed upon her. She gave herself to the advances of the other woman and trembled as the tongue of the young woman parted her lips and started to dance across her tongue.

Between the meeting of their lips and the taste inside the woman’s mouth, Jillian could taste her own sweet nectar that had been collected. Additionally, she could still taste the last remnants of Kyle’s cum that Francesca had generously lapped out of her. Having succumbed to two climaxes now at the mouth of the woman she lay on top of, Jillian wanted to make sure she was rewarded. She did not want Francesca to feel the same after the numerous encounters she had gone through with the selfish male partners who sought their own pleasure and left. Jillian used her tongue to probe Francesca’s a bit more.

Jillian kept her right hand firmly cupped around the back of Francesca’s head, but her left started to slide down, crossing her clavicle and then moving across her chest. Jillian’s thumb from her right hand curled around the chin of the woman she was still straddling and pulled her head towards her hand. She kissed along her jaw down her neck and back up to her ear. In a low seductive whisper, Jillian said, “don’t think that I didn’t see you after I left the other day. I watched you play with yourself. Today, I want to play with you!” With the final word, Jillian sucked in a bit of Francesca’s earlobe and gave it a bit of a nibble and a light tug. Her kisses started to move back down her neck and to her shoulder.

Both of Jillian’s hands moved down the woman’s body till they found the bottom of the black shirt that she had on. Her fingers gripped the fabric and she started to pull up on it, working to pull it over her head. Francesca sat up gently trying to let the cloth come free and soon she lifted her arms, allowing Jillian to remove the shirt completely. Jillian’s hands moved over the fresh bare skin, the fingertips caressing and gliding over the silky smoothness.

Francesca was enjoying the attention. When the young woman whispered into her ear she felt her cunt pulse with a deep ache of desire. She wanted to push her fingers against her slit through the yoga pants, but knew that would be difficult. She felt her body reacting to the kisses and the touch of Jillian. Then she instinctively lifted up as she felt the young woman pulling on her shirt. Then as Jillian’s fingers danced across her skin, Francesca felt ripples of tingles left behind for moments afterwards. She lay there in her teal yoga pants and a black bra.

Jillian moved her hands behind Francesca’s back and easily unclasped the hooks on the bra. The straps came loose and Jillian wrenched it free, exposing Francesca’s marvelous breasts. Jillian sat back up to admire the woman’s chest, her hands pushing down over both large mounds. Her fingers squeezed and dug into the fleshy tissue as she kneaded them in her hands. An almost animalistic flash crossed Jillian’s face as she quickly darted down and targeted Francesca’s big right breast. Her lips circled around the perfectly pink areola as she sucked and flicked it with her tongue. Her hand was around the base of it still squeezing and groping it.

Next, Jillian moves her attention from Francesca’s right breast over to her wonderful left one. She sucks in on her nipple and pulls back, keeping the suction for as long as possible. Jillian takes her left hand and moves it from the right breast and starts to curl underneath her. She crawls it along Francesca’s stomach and then onto the yoga pants. She glides the fingers along the stretchy fabric till she starts to feel the outline of the woman’s pussy through the fabric. She rubs her fingers along the slit, feeling the warmth and the damp spot already formed between Francesca’s legs. Her fingers move up and down the slit and she can hear the other woman moaning and feel her reacting to her touch.

Francesca felt as the bra was quickly removed and thrown off of her. She saw the look on Jillian’s face as the woman drank in the visage of her naked chest. Francesca enjoyed the attention and the look on Jillian’s face. She felt the young woman’s hands on her tits and arched her back upwards trying to push her breasts into the groping hands. When Jillian’s lips encircled her nipple and was pulled deeper into the woman’s mouth, Francesca let out a deep moan in appreciation. She felt her body ache more and more the more the young woman explored her. As Jillian’s fingers glided down her body she felt the anticipation welling up inside of her as she hoped that the woman was headed where her mind was fixated on. Francesca’s wish was granted as she felt the pressure sliding down her slit. She cried out, “FUCK!!!” into the bedroom as she closed her eyes. She brought one of her hands up to her mouth to help muffle any more loud sounds from her.

Jillian relished in the sounds and reaction her mouth and touch was pulling from Francesca. As she pulled her mouth away letting the big breast fall back into place, she smiled down at the woman even though she could not see her in the moment through those eyes. She kept her fingers running up and down along the now soaking valley as the fabric pushed between. Jillian didn’t let up and kept pressing in between Francesca’s legs enjoying how the woman squirmed and trembled at her touch, how the now muffled moans still escaped from her mouth even though it was clamped by her own hand.

Jillian decided after several more passes that it was time to keep moving forward with this adventure. She moved her body off the woman as she slid down to her feet. She was now ready to see what was under the last piece of clothing. Jillian’s hands moved to Francesca’s hips and the fingers gripped into the stretchy waistband. Slowly she started to pull on the pants and started to unseat them from the woman’s hips. Jillian’s eyes scanned the new areas of bare skin that were now being exposed. Lower and lower the pants were pulled and Jillian bit her lower lip in anticipation of seeing underneath the fabric.

Soon, Jillian had pulled the waistband down below the hips but not low enough to see much of anything else. The pants finally passed the apex of the curvature of Francesca’s big ass and started to pull down a little bit easier. She continued to pull and soon saw a small, well manicured tuft of brown hair sitting right above the top of her slit. Seeing this, Jillian knew that she was getting closer to what she was hoping to see. As she started to pull the pants free from Francesca’s ass, she lifted the woman’s legs into the air, trying to help ease them from being stripped off her.

Jillian pulled and pulled till the pants were right at Francesca’s ankles. She got a bit impatient and instead of pulling them over the woman’s feet, she moved her hands down towards her knees. She placed both her hands against her and pushed her legs apart. Jillian watched as the knees buckled and the legs started to spread. Then she saw between the woman’s thighs and saw the faint peek of the pink that sat in between. Jillian placed more pressure on Francesca’s legs, pushing them further apart. With a good entry point, Jillian placed her head between the opening of the legs and bent down. Her mouth hovered over the entrance of the woman she was with. Then swiftly she brought her mouth down to Francesca’s already swollen and aching clit and pushed her lips around it.

Francesca tried to move and wiggle to allow Jillian to easily remove her pants. The stretchy fabric was a bit tricky though as it clung to her skin. She felt as Jillian pulled her legs up and didn’t fight. Once they were up in the air she held them up as she felt the young woman pulling more at her pants. Unexpectedly, before the pants had cleared her ankles, she felt as Jillian pushed on her legs, sending them apart. Her muscles obeyed and she felt her legs spread wider and wider. Still not looking at what was happening, she felt something hovering between her legs, not touching her but still hanging right there. As she opened her eyes, she saw Jillian’s face there, right above her pussy. Then she watched in deep anticipation as the young woman pushed her mouth around her clit. She bucked her hips up into the mouth now seated against her and let out another moan into the room, pushing past her hand still cupped to her mouth.

Jillian pushed her lips in hard, circling the sensitive spot and used her tongue to dance across it. She flicked her tongue several times over it, knowing that it would send sparks pulsing through the woman she was teasing. After several deep licks against her clit, she gently sucked on it, pulling it into her mouth, sending other sensations into the woman she was now working to please. Jillian could feel Francesca squirming and wiggling under her as she played with the woman’s clit.

Moments went by of sucking and licking the woman’s clit sending her into a writhing and dripping mess. Jillian pulled back from the sensitive area and then pushed her head further down. She stared at Francesca’s pretty pink pussy lips that sat gently opened in front of her face. Jillian pushed herself forward and pushed her mouth up against the woman’s slit. She could feel the heat that was coming from between Francesca’s legs and then dipped her tongue inside. She felt as her tongue pushed between the entrance and caused it to open to her. Slowly, she pushed it in deeper, curling her tongue around, collecting the sweet nectar from inside of Francesca and pulled it back into her mouth. This was the first taste Jillian had of another woman and as Francesca’s excitement sat on her tongue, Jullian savored the taste, enjoying how turned on the woman was.

Francesca felt as Jillian’s mouth worked against her clit and she started to feel the pulses of pleasure that coursed through her body. Each time she felt the young woman’s tongue and lips against her aching clit, her body seemed to jump and jolt in response, hoping that the movement of Jillian’s mouth would not stop. Francesca moaned uncontrollably as ecstasy was forced into her by the way the young woman worked her mouth and tongue against her aching clit. When she felt Jillian pull away she let out a light whimper, wishing to feel the pressure of Jillian’s lips against her again, to feel the tongue flick and press against her sensitive point between her legs. Francesca waited what seemed like ages but it was mere seconds while the other woman was adjusting her target. Then as she felt Jillian’s lips press against her pussy and then the tongue start to slowly probe inside of her it felt like fireworks bursting inside of her core. Her body was alive as even more excitement and pleasure coursed through her body. Francesca enjoyed the feeling of Jillian between her legs and the way her body reacted.

Jillian’s tongue starts at the lower part of Francesca’s pussy and she pushes her tongue deeper and deeper into the entrance. She lifts up against the tunnel she is exploring and then guides her tongue back into her mouth. Her tongue pushes out again for another pass as her hands push on Francesca’s thighs, trying to move her legs further apart. Jillian wanted to push her tongue in deeper and feel the woman shutter at the movements inside of her. She thrust her tongue in as deep as it can reach, her face fully pressed between Francesca’s spread legs. Jillian continued to guide her tongue in and back out over and over again as she worked to try to make the woman that laid in front of her climax.

Francesca felt as Jillian pushed her legs open wider. She waited for less than a second, waiting to feel the young woman’s tongue probe inside of her even deeper. She couldn’t keep her eyes open, couldn’t watch Jillian between her thighs, as her eyes fluttered closed and her head pushed back into the mattress. Francesca could feel her whole body responding, her core pulsing blissful waves of ecstasy throughout. As she felt the tongue pushing deeper into her, it caused her to moan out again into the room. Francesca felt as her pussy started to quake as the beginning of the orgasm started to erupt inside her. Her hands gripped the sheets, pulling up on the fabric as her body rocked against the mattress. She was now lost, deep in the fuzzy headspace of her climax.

Jillian kept her tongue moving back and forth, pushing in deeply and then pulling back in her mouth. She heard Francesca’s moan and felt the body shaking. The young woman smiled while keeping her mouth busy. Then, Jillian could feel Francesca’s pussy tightening as her orgasm sent uncontrollable contractions in her muscles. Jillian continued to lap at the spread pussy against her mouth, her tongue collecting the juices that were spilling out as the woman climaxed. Moments ticked by and Jillian did not stop the movements of her tongue, trying to keep the pleasure pulsing through Francesca through the orgasm and then afterwards. Only until she felt Francesca starting to recover and start to move did Jillian take one last long, deep lick and then lift up. She stared into the amber colored eyes looking down at her and smiled back up.

Francesca melted into the mattress through the journey of her orgasm as her body shuttered and quaked. She felt the tongue of the young woman continuing to push inside of her and felt as more and more waves pulsed to her fingertips though the after-shocks kept her locked in a state of bliss. Her muscles finally started to loosen as the orgasm subsided. Francesca slowly started to move and sat up a bit on her arms and stared down at Jillian who was still between her legs. Francesca had a huge smile just from the ecstasy that she had and was still feeling coursing throughout her body.

Francesca then sat up in bed. She moved a hand over and with her finger under Jillian’s chin and pulled the young woman up towards her. As she felt Jillian following the finger, she dipped her head down a bit and soon found the young woman’s lips. Their mouths met and Francesca could taste herself on Jillian’s lips and tongue. She held her finger under the other woman’s chin as they kissed deeply and passionately.

After several long moments of their lips dancing against the other’s, Francesca pulled back, a clear idea formed in her mind of something else she was wanting to do. She beckoned Jillian to move to the top of the bed and lay down on her back. She watched as the young woman moved and laid down. Francesca used her hands to push Jillian’s legs apart, wide enough to lay down between them. She curled her left hand around Jillian’s right thigh and her hand sat right above her slit. Then Francesca pushed two of her fingers into her mouth. Her tongue slid across them, coating them in saliva and making sure they would easily slide into the young woman. She withdrew the digits, the light bouncing off of them showing how wet they were.

Francesca turned her hand to where her palm was facing upwards. Then she took the fingers and ran them against Jillian’s slit, teasing the woman a bit. After a couple of passes, Francesca pushed them inside, thrusting them in as deep as she could get them. She moved the fingers back and then pushed them in again, moving them a bit deeper. Soon, the movements made it to where her fingers had made it to where her knuckles were pushed up against the outside of Jillian’s pussy. Now with her fingers inside, Francesca bent down, her mouth found Jillian’s clit and her lips pushed around the sensitive spot. She brushed her tongue over the area, flicking the engorged spot and playing with it as her fingers started to move a bit more wildly inside of the young woman.

Jillian enjoyed being pulled up from in front of Francesca and the feeling of the woman’s lips on hers sent tingles through her body. She danced her tongue against and inside Francesca’s lips and felt the other woman’s tongue play against hers. She thought that everything was wrapping up, but when Francesca signaled for her to move on the bed, Jillian didn’t hesitate. She crawled up to the top of the bed and rolled onto her back. Her head hit the pillow and then she felt Francesca guiding her legs apart. Anticipation built as she felt the woman wrapping her arm around her thigh and then watched her suck and lick on her fingers. Then she watched as Francesca lowered down and felt the fingers as they caressed her pussy. Those tingles from the kiss were now amplified and buzzing throughout her. Then, she felt as the fingers pierced between her slit and she let out a moan as they worked deeper and deeper. Another moan escaped Jillian’s lips as she felt Francesca push her mouth and tongue against her clit and her body felt like it was vibrating from all the pleasure coursing through it.

Francesca felt Jillian as she shuddered against the movements of her fingers and her mouth. Her ears perked up and a smile crossed her face as she heard the moans that the young woman could not contain. She worked the fingers back and forth, pressing against all of the sensitive areas as her mouth sucked against the clit between her lips. She curled her fingers up and pulled them back as if she were beckoning Jillian’s next orgasm with the movement of her fingers. She felt Jillian trying to move and used her arm to hold her in place, not allowing her to escape before she was finished with her. Francesca kept working against both sensitive areas and listened and felt the young woman as she was being pushed closer and closer to the edge. With one last thrust and a full flick of her tongue against Jillian’s clit, she knew the woman was done. She kept guiding her finger inside and while she lifted her head up to watch the expression on Jillian’s face.

Jillian watched the woman between her legs and felt the movement of her fingers, tongue and lips against her pussy. Jillian brought her hands up and grasped her breasts, sending other signals deep to her core. She moaned more and more and the sensations that she was feeling inside of her were almost overwhelming. She tried to move away from it but felt as Francesca held her in place. Jillian, with nothing else to do, relaxed and went with the feelings. She felt the fingers pressing against her g-spot and thrusting inside of her and her clit was buzzing from all the attention it was getting. One of her hands moved up right against the top of her eyes and as she was pushed farther and farther, she closed her eyes and her hand clasped over them. Her moans echoed out as she felt Francesca work the last little bit that she needed to send her over the edge. She called out into the room letting Francesca know that she was cumming, but the other woman didn’t need the words to know.

Jillian’s body tightened up and she felt like every single muscle was paralyzed, except the ones in her pussy. She felt as they went wild against the fingers still thrusting into her, tightening and relaxing over and over again. Her body was trembling and shaking as it reacted to the orgasm being ripped out of her. She laid there against the pillow, not physically able to move or speak, her vision dark.

After a minute or two, Jillian soon started to move again. Her body regained its control over the muscles and she sat up. She saw Francesca staring up at her as she sat up, the fingers still slowly pushing in and out of her. Jillian reached down and grabbed the wrist of the hand inside of her and slowly withdrew it. As she sat up a bit more, she pulled the fingers to her face. Then her mouth opened, still a bit dry, but then she pushed the digits inside. She clamped her lips around them and her tongue maneuvered around them, eagerly licking and sucking up all of her juices from them. Once she had cleaned Francesca’s fingers, Jillian collapsed back down, her body just spread out and out of energy.

Francesca regained her fingers from Jillian licking them clean and watched as she fell back down to the mattress. She knew that everything was over, so she got up from the bed and collected her clothing. Still staring at the young woman’s gorgeous body, she got dressed. Once she was finished, she took in one last good look and walked out of the room and then back to her house.

Once Francesca was home, she went back to working on the last few things she needed to do in the house. She finished cooking dinner and had set the table. She poured a glass of wine for herself and was sitting, waiting for her husband. As she sat there, her phone went off, as a message came through. She recognized Jillian’s number and opened it up. There was the video of Jillian getting fucked by Kyle the postal worker and a message, “Till Next Time!”