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DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 4
It was close to noon when the women awoke. Their awakening was almost
simultaneous. They sought the warm shelter of one another’s arms to reassure
themselves that what they remembered had really happened… and, for Mona, that it
was all right.
The blonde felt somewhat shaken by the memory of her intense abandon, her soaring
climax. Her conscience was reawakening, enough to make her feel uncomfortable about
her wanton behavior. She needed Ellen to reassure her that everything between them
was still good. She did not need to be reassured about the warm glow in her pussy.
Even her conscience could not extinguish that. Her body still relished more of the hot
stimulating caresses. Her mind wanted it too. But first she needed the reassurance.
She held her girl friend close and buried her face between her firm round tits. "Oh,
Ellen," she murmured, but she left the question unasked.
Ellen kissed her gently on the forehead. She raised Mona’s chin and gazed into the soft
brown eyes. "It was good, Mona… the most beautiful thing that’s happened to me in a
long, long time."
The tense lines in Mona’s face relaxed visibly. She smiled gratefully at her friend. "I’m
so glad, Ellen. Me, too. It was wonderful for me, too."
The redhead was ready for another sexual confrontation, but she held back. She knew
affection was more important to Mona than sex at the moment. She would have to wait
for the right time to work out the seething ache in her cunt. But it would be worth it.
Mona had already demonstrated her capacities as a lover.
They wrapped themselves in their robes and went out to the kitchen to make breakfast.
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Ellen blended eggs and fruit and nuts in the blender. "How about a little brandy?" she
asked. "Just to wash out the cobwebs."
For once, Mona was more than eager for alcohol. She needed a little something to calm
her down. She sat on a stool watching Ellen work and tried to reconcile the familiar
image of her friend with the imaginative lover she had met last night. She couldn’t help
grinning at Ellen’s reckless enthusiasm in the kitchen. She was splattering food
everywhere, but she was enjoying herself. "Sure… shoot the works!"
Ellen added two generous shots of brandy to the blender and whirled the concoction to
smooth perfection. She poured the drinks into two tall mugs. "Let’s go into the living
room. It’s more comfortable."
She turned on the stereo, and the women arranged themselves amid a pile of pillows on
the rug. Ellen brought out some magazines for them to look at. But neither of them was
really ready to read. Their minds and bodies were still reeling with thoughts and
feelings about their new discovery.
It was Ellen who broke the ice. "You know, kid, I’m really glad things turned out the
way they did last night. Believe it or not. I’ve never made love to a woman before." She
laughed ruefully and reached for her pack of cigarettes. "Want one? I would have done
it long ago if I’d realized how wonderful it could be." Her fingers shook as she lit
Mona’s cigarette, then her own. "See? I’m still tingling all over."
"Me, too." Mona smoked in silence for a moment. Her face was very serious. "Ellen, I
haven’t been entirely honest with you in my letters… about Daniel and me. Things
aren’t so good with us." She bit her lip and fumbled with a piece of lint clinging to her
robe.
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Ellen felt relieved. She knew it was probably not the most noble sentiment in the world,
but it was a relief to know that Mona as a wife was just as subject to human failing as
she was. She reached over and stroked the blonde’s hand. "Want to talk about it,
honey?"
Mona’s teeth sank deeper into her lip. She was fighting off tears. "I… I don’… know…
what’s wrong with me, Ellen. I just don’t seem to be a very good lover for Daniel. He
wants me to do all these things with him and I… I just can’t! They’re repulsive to me!
They’re wrong!" Once they were started, the words poured out.
"There, there, darling… you can cry all you want to. It’s good for you." She drew the
other woman close and rocked her gently in her lap. At last, Mona seemed to exhaust
herself to weeping. She struggled to a sitting position arid took a long drag on her
cigarette.
She smiled feebly through her tears. "Thanks, Ellen. You were right. It helped. I guess I
was feeling guilty… about all the fuss I make with Daniel when he wants me to do
something… and about how easy it was with you."
Ellen drained her drink. The deep well of compassion she felt for her girl friend was
having a two-fold effect. She wanted to comfort, but she wanted to comfort sexually.
She wanted to make her forget about all the bad experiences she had obviously had
with Daniel. Her protective instinct made her pussy tingle with arousal. She was
beginning to understand some of the aspects of love between women. "You know,
Mona, you shouldn’t be blaming yourself. Obviously there are reasons why you can be
more comfortable with me sexually than you can with your husband. Maybe it’s just a
matter of your own gut feelings. Maybe Daniel pushes you too far. I didn’t push you… I
let you come to meet me halfway."
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"Yes… I see what you mean. The night before I called you to say I was coming out, he
pushed. He made me… suck his cock."
Ellen wasn’t sure what to say. She loved sucking cock, though she hadn’t had much
practice lately. It was a general frustration with men that had been holding her back
recently, not a disillusionment with cocks. She sometimes wished she could be more
successful in distinguishing between the two.
"You didn’t enjoy i… at all?" she asked cautiously.
"That’s the awful part. I did enjoy it. I felt some kind of weird thrill about being held
down by my own husband… about being forced to take his cock in my mouth and suck
it till he came in me. He even made me swallow i…" She searched Ellen’s face for signs
of disapproval. There were none. In fact, she thought she saw a gleam… of something
quite different.
Ellen kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Don’t feel guilty about that, darling. It’s
natural for you to feel what you did. I couldn’t count the number of times I’ve felt
exactly the same way when I was sucking a cock… like I was its slave or something. It
really turned me on."
Though Mona had been secretly hoping for this kind of validation from Ellen, her
friend’s confession still shocked her. "You mean… you do it? You don’t mind?"
"No, I like it a lot, Mona. But I haven’t been doing it so much lately. Not since Jack’s
been spending so much time with other women." Ellen was afraid she was going to
start crying. She took a long swallow of Mona’s drink instead.
Mona felt it was her turn to comfort. She kissed her friend tenderly on the cheek and
put an arm around her. "Oh, Ellen… Jack’s been running around on you? I’m so sorry."
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Her next words slipped out before she could think better of it. "You know… I could
kind of tell about him."
Ellen laughed bitterly. "You mean by the way he was ogling you? I hate to disillusion
you, honey… but it’s no particular compliment. He does that to every pretty hunk that
comes along." At once she regretted the harsliness of her words. "I didn’t mean
anything against you, Mona. I just get so mad sometimes."
"Oh, I understand. I would, too." Now it was Mona who was trying to spread good
cheer. "We’re a funny pair, aren’t we? Each of us had the other one convinced we had
the original marriage made in heaven. Now it turns out we’re both just holding on for
dear life."
Ellen hugged her friend fiercely. She tried to laugh, but the joke was too bitter. "That’s
why I was so glad to see you, Mona. The minute I saw you, I realized how important
you are to me. You’ve been my one link with sanity for years now. I f eel like… like you
care about me more than my own husband does."
"Oh… I do care for you, Ellen. I do. But don’t think Jack doesn’t love you. I’m sure he
does, in his own way. He’s still with you, isn’t he?"
"Why not? Where else would he get household help so cheap?" The words were caustic,
but Ellen was feeling better already. She was beginning to respond to the stimulation of
being so close to Mona. She could smell the sweet aroma of her skin, feel the pressure
of her tits against her body through their robes. "Mona, I want to make love to you!"
The blonde didn’t let herself think about her response. Her reply was waiting there in
her belly, hot and demanding. That was the call she wanted to obey. She wouldn’t let
herself think it was wrong. She and Ellen meant too much to one another. They needed
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each other. "I want to, too," she moaned urgently. She held up her lips to be kissed.
Ellen planted her lips firmly over Mona’s and searched her mouth hungrily with her
tongue. While they embraced, the redhead eased her girlfriend full-length down onto
the rug. She ran her hand eagerly over the upthrusting mounds of Mona’s tits through
her thin clothes. She prodded once or twice at the tantalizing crevice between Mona’s
thighs. "Darling, you taste so good. Let’s take off our clothes."
Submissively, Mona began to remove her robe and nightie. She was beyond the point of
feeling self-conscious about her body now. She and Ellen were lovers. It was proper.
She watched the other woman’s eyes as she removed the last of her clothing. The sheen
of admiration there made Mona blush with pride.
"God, you’re beautiful!" Ellen exclaimed. She stared at the heavy, high-set tits, the
smooth belly, the full womanly hips. Quickly she threw off her own robe and lay down
again next to her friend. "Just looking at you makes me want to please you so bad." Her
lewd words inspired her lust. Once again, she kissed Mona hungrily. This time, she lay
her body on top of Mona’s and ground her cunt against Mona’s pussy while their
tongues dueled hotly.
Her friend’s passion swept away what remained of Mona’s self-restraint. She hunched
her cunt greedily up against Ellen’s pussy, relishing the tantalizing stimulation on her
clitoris. Fire-darts soared unchecked through her perversely aroused body. She
remembered last night and the sweet pleasure Ellen had brought her. This time, she
vowed, she would bring Ellen pleasure too. She would give as good as she got.
Both women began to mewl with excitement as their clits became engorged with blood
from the rough, sensual stimulation. Like a man, Ellen raised her hips and dashed her
groin down against her friend’s pelvis, until the titillation was more than she could
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resist "God… I’m coming!"
The lewd thrill of having her friend climax on her jolted Mona over the brink. "Me,
too! Ah, it’s good. Oh darling… it just makes me want more and more!"
"Don’t worry… I’m going to give it to you!" Ellen’s eyes wore a thin film of lust as she
gazed down at her woman lover. She maneuvered herself around so her face was poised
over Mona’s pussy. Her own cunt was next to Mona’s head. She wasn’t going to force
her friend to participate, but she wanted to eat pussy!
Her heart beat frantically as Ellen dipped her fingers into the soft brown down of
Mona’s cunt-hair and parted her fleshy vaginal lips. Her slit was wet with the juices of
her climax, making her clit gleam temptingly up at Ellen. Though she had never been
this close to another woman’s pussy before, Ellen locked upon her friend’s juicy slit
with anticipation. She extended her tongue and stabbed it against her friend’s slick
clitoris. Pleased with Mona’s howls of pleasure, she licked down over her fleshy cunt-
lips to her puckered ass-hole, then back up again. The fragrant flavor of Mona’s wetness
only spurred her on in her lascivious task.
Mona could not believe the intense pleasure Ellen was dealing her cunt with her mouth.
Many times, Daniel had tried to talk her into letting him do this to her, but she had
always refused. Somehow, having Ellen do it seemed all right. And even if it wasn’t
morally right, the first pangs of pleasure would have removed all resistance anyway. The
young housewife began to undulate her hips up, pressing her pussy obscenely against
Ellen’s face. "Mmmmm… it’s good, Ellen. You’re making my pussy feel so wonderful!
Aaaaaahhhhh!"
Ellen’s own excitement was becoming unbearable. Though she had just climaxed, her
pussy ached again for attention. The smell and flavor and touch sensations of her lewd
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undertaking made her own cunt yearn for the same tantalizing attentions. Though she
didn’t want to force Mona into anything, she began to churn her hips automatically in
response to Mona’s abandoned actions.
The more excited Mona became, the more wanton grew the feelings surging through
her loins. She became aware of Ellen’s cunt poised just inches from her head. She
turned and looked at it through the thick, kinky hair, the gleaming tip of Ellen’s clitoris
seemed to beckon her. She reached forward and ran her tongue hesitantly into the
thatched slit. The first taste seemed to snap the last of her inhibitions.
She wanted more of Ellen’s fragrant love-juices. She wanted to give her girl friend the
same intense pleasure she was receiving. Ellen’s deep groans of arousal fired her resolve.
She parted the hairy cunt-lips with her fingers and began to lick in earnest.
Ellen could scarcely contain her delight. Mona’s tongue swipes were timid at first, but
delicious. They brought her clitoris back to sweet aching erection. The longer Mona
slaved, the more adventurous she became. Ellen could feel the call of climax building
once again deep in her belly. "Aaaaiiieeee… oooooohh, darling! You’re making me feel
soooo good! I love the sweet feel of your tongue on me, baby!"
Words of praise that would have embarrassed Mona in any other context now made her
fall to her work with more greedy imagination than ever. She sank her tongue deep into
the tight hole of Ellen’s cunt. She reached back and sucked lasciviously on Ellen’s
clitoris. Each movement made the other woman grow more frantic with fevered lust.
The wails of the two women vied with one another in pitch and volume as they nibbled
for their mutual pleasure. Both became completely immersed in the hot flashes soaring
through their naked bellies, sending them closer to climax.
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Ellen was first to orgasm, but Mona was not far behind her.
"Oh, God, darling… I’m coming again!"
"Ellen! Ellen! Aaaahhhh, me too! Ohhhhhhhh!"
They lay quietly, savoring the sweet sensations simmering inside them. Neither of the
women felt the least bit perverted. They smiled lazily in sweet satiety.
Even Mona had no qualms. She knew that what had just happened was right for her.
She could feel it inside. She had never been this relaxed, this open to her sensuality.
There was so much more she wanted to experience. She maneuvered around until she
found Ellen’s lips. She kissed her friend deeply and passionately.
Ellen had become her new love idol. Whatever Ellen did was all right with Mona.

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DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 3
It was past nine o’clock, and Jack was still not home. Ellen no longer cared. She was
enjoying her old girl friend’s company far too much to worry about whom her husband
was screwing now. She even was willing to consider the possibility that he might, in
fact, be working with a client. Jack was quite successful, with many big accounts.
The redhead was at the bar, pouring herself the third drink of the evening. She realized
uncomfortably that Mona was only halfway through her first. But that was Mona. She
had always been quite conservative in her personal conduct.
"Sure you wouldn’t like me to freshen up that drink of yours, Mona? It must be stale as
last week’s pee by now."
Mona laughed. The gesture made her head of short honey-blonde curls bounce. Ellen
felt a queer little tingle inside as she watched. She was only beginning to realize how
much it meant to her to have Mona here.
"It doesn’t really matter, Ellen. I don’t need any booze tonight. I’m high enough just on
having a good time with an old friend!"
Ellen sat next to Mona on the couch and put an arm around her shoulders. "It sure is
good to see you again, kid. I’d forgotten how good it was to have someone around I
could really talk to. You know what I mean? Just say the first thing that enters my head
and know it’s not going to be taken the wrong way or anything."
Mona smiled warmly at the older woman. "Yeah, I know what you mean." She added
out of a sense of duty: "Of course, we both have husbands, but it’s not really the same
thing."
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"You’re damned tootin’ it’s not the same thing." Ellen regretted her statement at once.
The booze was going to her head. She did not want to start sounding off like a crabby,
frustrated housewife in front of Mona. Not after all the ecstatic letters she had received
from Mona singing the praises of marriage and of her husband in particular. Ellen did
not want to admit her failure in the face of her friend’s obvious success.
Before the ensuing silence grew awkward, the front door opened and Jack came in. He
was carrying a large flat box in both hands. "Hi, everybody! Who’s for pizza? I brought
a large one just in case."
Ellen took Mona by the arm and led her over to her husband. "Mona, this is jack, my
dearly beloved husband." She gave him a kiss. "So you didn’t eat dinner after all!
Neither did we. We were too busy talking, Mona, are you as hungry as I am?" She
caught the embarrassed look in Mona’s eyes, and realized Jack was flashing her with
one of his high-power come-ons. She felt a quick surge of anger, but she forced it deep
inside. Obviously the bastard couldn’t help himself. He had to try for every attractive
woman he met, no matter how happily married she was.
Mona took the pizza from Jack and kicked his shin sharply "Oh, I’m sorry, darling. I
lost my balance for a minute. Come on. Let’s eat." She noticed with satisfaction that
Mona was paying little attention to Jack now. She was one beauty he wouldn’t get.
Ellen’s husband was quick. He took her signal for exactly what it was. He had to agree
with her. It wouldn’t be cool to try to seduce his wife’s best friend under his wife’s own
roof. But he was impressed. Mona had been a pretty, shy young thing in the pictures
Ellen had. But now she was a striking, full-breasted woman – far more interesting to
Jack than any teenager. It took an effort for the man to keep his eyes and thoughts off
her tits. Though he had been royally laid just an hour before, Mona made him ache to
get it up all over again.
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"How’s life back there on the west coast?" he asked Mona. He was interested to see
how she handled herself in a conversation. It intrigued him the way her eyes fled from
his like those of a cornered virgin. He was sure she wasn’t nearly as worldly or self-
confident as her appearance indicated.
"We love it." Her eyes stared clearly into his now. She had regained the initiative. "You
and Ellen will have to come out and visit us some time. Daniel and I have lots of
interesting little places we’d love to show you."
He looked at the woman with a new respect. She had handled the situation well. While
remaining all smiles and generosity, she had put him right in his place. "Yeah," he
murmured. "Yeah, we’ll have to do that. Won’t we, Ellen?"
Ellen was still grinning at Mona’s calm reply. She was so pleased with her girl friend,
she felt like getting up and hugging her. Instead she took a hearty mouthful of pizza
and smiled at her husband over a vista of black olives and sausage and tomato sauce.
When the pizza had disappeared, Jack got up and said he had a long day at the office
coming up.
"Jack likes to get up at the crack of dawn," Ellen explained. "He gets most of his work
done before the rest of the staff comes in."
"I’m impressed." Now that he wasn’t trying seduce her with his eyes, Mona could relax
and enjoy Jack. He was cool and funny and intelligent. "It’s all I can do to wake up
long enough to wave Daniel goodbye at nine."
"Morning’s the best part of the day," Jack said. "Which reminds me, Ellen, honey, Sam
Lang came by the office today and invited me to go on a hunting expedition with him
and a friend this weekend. You don’t mind, do you? I figure you girls would like some
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time alone anyway, to get reacquainted."
Ellen was temporarily angered, but let his lie pass. What did she care what Jack would
be doing all weekend? It would be fun to have some time alone with Mona, just like the
old days. "Sure, you go ahead and have a good time, baby. Mona and I have lots of
talking to do."
"Swell. Then I think I’ll take my gear along with me in the morning. Sam can pick me
up at the office and we’ll head right out. That way, we’ll get there before midnight."
"Okay, darling."
Mona was impressed by how smoothly Ellen and Jack communicated. She wished she
and Daniel could have that much understanding between them. Sometime during her
visit, she would have to ask Ellen how she managed to put together such a happy
marriage. As soon as she got up the nerve.
Friday, Ellen took Mona shopping. They didn’t return until evening. The redhead
decided to fix them something special for dinner. She served wine with the meal, and
even Mona drank two glasses of the fine cool chablis. By nine-thirty both women were
exhausted and happy.
"Listen… I’ve got an idea." Ellen had had far more wine than Mona. Her inhibitions
were down. "Seeing we’re going to be alone all weekend, why don’t you come sleep
with me? I hate sleeping alone. It’ll be just like the pajama parties back in the old days."
Mona automatically questioned the plan, but she could find nothing in it but harmless
fun. Mona, too, hated sleeping alone. And though Ellen’s home was tastefully
decorated, the guest room was bleak and sterile as most guest rooms. It would be much
nicer to share Ellen’s king size bed and her big cozy quilt.
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The blonde changed her clothes in the guest room. She was shocked when she entered
the master bedroom and found Ellen sitting naked on the bed, smoking a cigarette.
As soon as she caught the shocked look on her friend’s face, Ellen remembered how
modest Mona had been back at college. She had always slept with panties and bra
under her pajamas when they spent the night together. Obviously Mona was naked
under her nightgown, but she was still embarrassed by Ellen’s total nudity. The redhead
was surprised that marriage had not cured her friend of that kind of false modesty.
Alcohol made her frank. "Does it bother you… my being naked, Mona? Tell me if it
does. I usually sleep in the raw, but I have plenty of nightgowns, if it would make you
more comfortable."
"Oh… no… that’s okay. Don’t mind me. I still haven’t completely gotten over being
raised by Puritans. You’re very pretty, Ellen. You’ve really kept yourself in good shape."
Ellen’s forthright approach to Mona’s embarrassment had freed the younger woman of
her tension. She assessed the full round swells of Ellen’s breasts, her narrow waist and
firm flat belly with unconcealed admiration. Her own body, while still firm and shapely,
was rounder and fuller… less classic than Ellen’s.
Ellen laughed heartily. She was pleased. "You didn’t know back then that all this was
hidden under all that, did you? Neither did I. But I was sure happy when I found out."
"I bet Jack was happy too. He didn’t know his wife was going to turn into a fashion
model right before his eyes."
The remark made Ellen feel instantly depressed. She stubbed out her cigarette and
crawled under the covers. "Come on. let’s get some sleep. I’m pooped."
Ellen was an affectionate woman. She liked to cuddle close. When Mona settled in on
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her side facing away from the redhead, Ellen spooned her body around the younger
woman’s and wrapped her arms around her tight. She was surprised by the hot little
tremors of pleasure that flared in her pussy. Mona was such a warm, filing, armful. Her
lush body felt so good. "Mmm, feels nice."
Gradually Mona’s tension died away. She forgot about how unnatural it was to sleep in
the arms of another woman and let herself relax in the comforting bond of human
closeness. They went to sleep that way, cozy and innocent as two babes.
It was still dark when Ellen woke up. For a moment, she forgot whom she was holding
in her arms. She was surprised to find the full heavy tits. Then she remembered.
Curiously, the redhead’s hands worked down until they came into shocking contact
with naked skin. In sleep, Mona’s nightgown had worked up to her waist. Her slightly
rounded belly was soft and tantalizing to the touch. Ellen’s hand pulled automatically
away when she felt the abrasive grazing of pubic hair.
Much to her surprise, Mona’s hips thrust forward slightly, as though in search of the
hand. Ellen could hear her friend’s breathing, deep and regular. Obviously, she was still
asleep, though her body; seemed to hunger for more of the tender touch.
Ellen forced a fingertip into the cleft between Mona’s clenched thighs. She found the
nub of Mona’s clitoris. It was large, engorged with blood. Though asleep, Mona was
turned on!
Ellen had never tried anything like this before The wickedness of her action only made
her lust for it all the more. She circled her finger enticingly round and round the slick
swollen head of her friend’s clit. Gently, almost imperceptibly, Mona’s hips rocked
forward to meet her finger. Her thighs parted slightly, allowing the finger to slip deeper
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in the soft, hair-fringed slit.
"Mmmmm…" The sound of her friend’s voice almost scared Ellen off her perverted
course. But she realized Mona was welcoming what she was doing. She found the
spongy hole to Mona’s cunt and shoved her finger up inside. The hot damp clasp of the
other woman’s pussy made her own cunt throb with excitement. It felt like her own
pussy, yet different somehow. Smaller maybe, narrower.
Moved by equal measures of curiosity and arousal, Ellen stroked her finger gently in
and out of her friend’s pussy. She made room for Mona when she struggled to settle
onto her back. To her delight, the younger woman parted her legs farther, so it was easy
now for Ellen to keep up her lewd tantalizing stroking.
The redhead could feel her own nipples growing hard and swollen with excitement. She
brushed them against Mona’s flesh, forced her nightgown up higher so she could feel
her large naked tits. She adjusted her position slightly, straddled Mona’s body partway,
so she could rub her own tits against Mona’s.
"Mmmmmm…"
Even through the half-waking force of her passion, Ellen could detect a difference in
this moan. It was more expressive somehow, more conscious. She stopped the stroking
of her finger and lay very still, waiting for the regular breathing that would tell her she
had been wrong, that Mona was still asleep.
"Do it to me some more… please…" Mona’s voice was thick with sleep, but her arousal
was unmistakable. She ground her pussy upward slightly, begging Ellen’s hand to
resume its tantalizing ministrations.
Once she got over her shock, Ellen was only too pleased to oblige. It seemed incredible
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that a woman who was so modest about displaying her body or looking at another
should respond to quickly to a lesbian embrace. Then Ellen remembered a lesson she
had learned from her orgy experience a few years back. The quietest men and women
were often the most explosive sexually. It was as though that was the one way they
could really be themselves.
"It felt so good to be close to you, darling… I just wanted to touch you."
Ellen was surprised that her natural instinct had led her to investigate her girl friend’s
body this way. She had often fantasized making love to women, but she hadn’t
consciously realized any of her fantasies were directed toward Mona. But when she
thought about it, it all fit. The funny little tingles she had felt every time she had a
chance to study Mona’s lovely, still innocent face; her fascination with the other
woman’s big tits… probably the same instincts had been there, deeply sublimated, even
back in college.
Ellen continued to work her finger back and forth in her friend’s tight, gripping pussy.
She could feel it getting wetter in there. Mona’s thick lubricants coating her fingers
intensified Ellen’s excitement. She was bringing Mona pleasure in the most primitive
way possible.
"Does it feel good like that, Mona? What do you want, darling? I’ll do anything to
make you happy." She felt like an experienced lesbian, seducing her innocent young
friend. She had to remind herself that Mona obviously wanted this as much as she did.
One look at the gently smiling face next to hers reminded her. Mona’s eyes were closed,
but Mona was definitely not sleeping. Her hips were writhing upward now, seeking out
the invading finger.
The delicious sensations that awakened her began to arouse Mona. The young blonde
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was totally absorbed in the real life fantasy now. It was a tantalizing remake of wicked
thoughts she had entertained in her times alone. In her semi-conscious state, it was easy
for her to become as aroused as her deep-rooted sexuality would permit her to be… and
that was very aroused indeed. Mona always had her very best orgasms when she was
alone playing with herself.
This forbidden experience was like that. Her best friend’s finger stroking steadily in and
out of her wet pussy was ten times more titillating, though, than her own finger. This
time, she had the satisfaction of human contact. It was so good, so safe, lying here with
Ellen. Ellen was so kind to her. She had no big hard cock that she would force Mona to
go down on. Theirs could be a gentle, womanly love.
Her thoughts were muddled by sleep and passion. But they were convincing enough to
let Mona participate whole heartedly in this lesbian experimentation. "Oh, Ellen… it’s
good! Do it faster, darling! Oh, yes… God-d-d!" She dared to reach out and stroke her
girl friend’s tits, marveling at how hard and long her nipples were. Ellen’s responsive
groans made her own cunt seethe with desire. They were sharing this new provocative
experience. Ellen was enjoying it as much as she was. She humped her hips harder up
against the stroking hand. "Uuuuuhhh… do it to meeee!"
Mona held back nothing. She felt none of the fear and inhibitions she had been
experiencing with her husband. By accident, she had discovered a place where she could
feel warm and sheltered and secure in her sexuality. Ellen was risking as much as she
was tonight. She need have no fear of Ellen’s opinion of her later. They were partners,
equals, in their perverted game.
Swept away by the rousing fury of her friend’s excitement, Ellen worked her finger back
and forth in the spongy depths of Mona’s cunt. She sent a second finger up to join the
first, and marveled at the deep groans of pleasure that escaped from Mona’s lips.
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Now that Mona was her prisoner in passion, Ellen felt free to do something she realized
she had been wanting to do for a long time. She bent down and closed her lips over one
of the blonde’s swollen nipples. Sucking like a hungry baby, she worked her fingers
tirelessly in Mona’s pussy. She was delighted to hear the other woman’s moans grow
louder and more abandoned.
"Mmmmmm…" Ellen was total aggressor now. Her body half straddled Mona’s. Her
mouth and hands labored feverishly for the younger woman’s gratification. More than
anything, she wanted to hear the sweet sound of Mona’s orgasm. She wanted to know
she had brought her lovely friend the ultimate in fulfillment. Eyes closed, Mona rocked
her head from side to side and stroked her woman lover’s bushy red hair. She was in a
delirium of sweet compelling ecstasy that asked no questions, made no demands. Ml
she had to do was lie here and let Ellen do what she wanted to do. The result was hot
passion-waves that swept over her whole body and made her quiver with happiness. It
was going to be so easy to come, she realized. So easy. So good. "Ellen, darling, I’ve
never felt this wonderful! Never!"
Though her own cunt ached with frustrated arousal, Ellen was far too content feeling
her friend’s pussy and sucking her tit to think of complaining. First things first And
right now all she wanted to do was please Mona. Mona was such a naive, lovely
woman. She wanted to make her so happy. "Oh, Mona, darling! I’m so glad! I love you!
I love the way you feel!"
For long moments the room was alive with passionate murmurs and suggestive
writhings Dawn was beginning to filter through the curtains picking out the blonde and
red highlights in the hair of the lewdly entwined women. They paid no attention to the
sunrise. Both were too absorbed it the hot crisis at hand.
"Oh, Mona, darling… your pussy is so soft and we… I love the feel of it! I want to make
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you feel good! I want to make you come! Come for me, baby!"
Her girl friend’s urgent words started a new wave of tremors that washed over the
blonde’s body, carried her up to the threshold of orgasm. "Oh God! I’m doing it, Ellen!
I’m commming!" She squirmed wildly, working out the fury of her release. At last, her
body relaxed completely. She drifted into a deep, contented sleep.
Ellen wrapped herself possessively around her friend’s lush body and joined her in
sleep.

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