Pursuing a Fantasy Ch. 02

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While there is no male-male action in this chapter, Chrissy and Brenda want to see that happen between their husbands. If that’s not your thing, please go elsewhere.

Chapter Two:

Chrissy’s second shower of the day was quick. She’d been a little rough with herself watching that video, and her “lady parts” were a bit tender. As she often did though, she stopped by the full length mirror to admire her body. She cupped her hands under her breasts. Pretty damn good for a 58 year-old, she thought. When she looked over her shoulder to check out her behind, she noticed a little sag, but still shapely and mostly firm, all things considered. She could wish for a slimmer waist, but that, sadly, wasn’t going to happen.

She did like being nude, so she moved to the make-up table before dressing. It was just a casual lunch at Brenda’s, but for some reason she felt compelled to add a little eye shadow and mascara. She checked out her boobs again in the mirror. She was proud of her half-dollar size areola and thick nipples even if she often had to worry about them becoming too obvious at times. Her relatively small breasts made the areola and nipples all that more impressive. They were a rosy pink, though sometimes she wished they’d been a deep mauve.

She had to dress for the heat and humidity that had been going on for the last two weeks. She opened her everyday underwear drawer with the nice white cotton granny panties but closed it and went to her lingerie cabinet and took out a teal thong. Hadn’t worn one in a while, but granted how this day had begun, she was feeling a bit sexy.

She slipped on a pair of her white short shorts. Okay, they were her shortest shorts; she couldn’t remember when she last wore them. Why not show more of her nicely tanned legs?

She took a teal top out of the dresser. She didn’t think she’s worn anything so low cut in recent memory.

She took one last admiring look at her boobs in the mirror while contemplating a bra selection. Old Lady, Push-Up, those falsies somewhere in the dresser?

“Girls,” she said, cupping her breasts again and lifting them, “you deserve a day of freedom.” She slipped the teal top over her head and loved the silky feel sliding over her nipples.

It was great to still have attractive cleavage at her age. The bit of her boobs that was visible was also nicely tanned, the result of some topless sunbathing in a nicely fenced in patio.

She slipped on some nice sandals and was out the door.

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When Brenda opened the door, Chrissy expected the usual peck on the cheek and brief, light hug.

Brenda pushed the door closed and gave Chrissy two quick pecks, not on the cheek, but right on the lips. The third peck was really more of a lingering kiss.

The hug too was tighter than usual. Chrissy knew that Brenda as also braless as their breasts pressed together. It did feel good but ….

Chrissy must have had a slightly shocked look on her face because Brenda was quick to reply.

“Hey, since we jilled off together in the stalls yesterday, I thought a more intense greeting was in order. That okay with you?”

Rather than blurt something that sounded ridiculous, Chrissy leaned in to return the kiss. She lightly caressed Brenda’s puffy lower lip between her own lips before firmly pressing her lips to Brenda’s slightly parted lips. Was Brenda inviting her to press her tongue between those lips? Of course not. Chrissy couldn’t believe how Sue’s narrative had triggered something in her, made her so over-sexed. Well, maybe not over-sexed. She liked being horny, turned on by the slightest thing, but she was also scared that what she might fantasize could lead to embarrassment if put into action.

Still Chrissy couldn’t resist returning Brenda’s hug. Since she was a couple inches shorter, she raised up her heels to be sure their breasts pressed nicely against each other. Though their contact was slight, she twisted her torso, loving the feel of Brenda’s curves, and Chrissy felt a twinge of excitement between her legs when she felt one of Brenda’s stiff nipples rake across her own breast.

Brenda lingered in Chrissy’s embrace for just a few seconds. She pulled back with a laugh.

“Sophie’s little display of being offended yesterday was just that–a display,” Brenda said with a smile. “I talked to her this morning. While she still claimed it was gross, she didn’t realize I could hear her vibrator humming in the background–or should I say, buried in her pussy? Her description of what she found so offensive was actually more lurid and detailed than Sue’s account. I’m willing to bet that she gave her pussy some attention before she pulled out of the parking lot or maybe she had to pull over on the way home. The leather seats in that BMW are pretty easy to clean up.”

Brenda led Chrissy to the kitchen almanbahis nook where she had set out some light egg and tuna salad sandwiches with some cut up vegetables on the side. Chrissy had expected to see a bottle of white wine chilling in ice, so she was a little surprised to see a martini shaker, its sides glistening with condensation.

The martini glasses were large ones, and Brenda swirled a lemon twist around the rim before filling Chrissy’s glass all the way to the top. Chrissy wasn’t sure if a vodka martini or two would get her to calm down or would amp up the feelings that had coursed through her during their atypical greetings at the door. Yes, Chrissy had had some beautiful experiences with women lovers, but that was in college, long before marriage, children, and grandchildren. Besides, nothing in the past twenty years of their friendship suggested that Brenda would be interested in anything of the sort.

Chrissy was a little surprised when Brenda sat next to her at the round table rather than sitting across from her. It was a small table so they were very close.

When Brenda had filled her own glass, she turned toward Chrissy and held it up so they could clink glasses. Was it intentional that their knees were now touching?

“To figuring out how we can get our husbands to fuck each other. Think how intense that would be. Reality versus some porn videos.”

” Come on, Brenda,” Chrissy replied. “It’s one thing to imagine that when jilling off after Sue got up hot and bothered with her story. You don’t really see it happening, do you?”

“Well, I think it’s more likely than getting you to go to the Senior Center with me and challenge Ted and Sam to a game of pool.”

Chrissy could feel herself blushing. “No, I’d never cheat like that. You know me. I’m not a prude, but ….”

“Oh, I probably wouldn’t either,” Brenda said the a smile as she reached down and squeezed Chrissy’s bare thigh. It was a squeeze that bordered on a massage. “I’ll admit it might be a long shot, but getting Chad and Doug together would be a huge turn on. You know, really revive our sex lives.”

Chrissy took a bite of egg salad on rye. The bread was slightly toasted and the crusts were cut off. “Scrumptious,” she said, scooping up with a finger a bit of the salad that had fallen on her plate. As she licked it off her finger, she wondered if she was doing so in a seductive way. What was getting into her? Did Brenda notice?

Chrissy took a healthy swig of her martini, hoping it would help her get her mind straightened out. She noticed that Brenda had almost finished hers.

“You should try the tuna, as well, Brenda said with a slight smile. She scooped up a generous portion with two fingers and brought them to Chrissy’s mouth.

Though the tuna was soon swallowed, Chrissy continued to suck on Brenda’s finger and caress it with her tongue.

Brenda pulled her fingers from Chrissy’s mouth and traced a finger tip down over Chrissy’s lips, down her chin, and neck, and down to her low cut top, pushing aside the fabric. Chrissy gasped as Brenda cupped her breast and flicked her thumb over her engorged nipple.

Brenda leaned in as she slid her other hand inside the leg of Chrissy’s shorts and massaged her inner thigh. She whispered in Chrissy’s ear. “You know guys get turned on by watching two women together. What could be a better way to get them to take their dicks out and start stroking them?”

Yes, Chrissy could see that, but now all she wanted was Brenda. She slipped a hand under Brenda’s tank top and none too gently tugged at her friend’s nipple with her thumb and forefinger. This time when she pressed her lips against Brenda’s, she sucked hard on the tongue that darted into her mouth.

They broke away from passionate kisses only long enough to pull off each other tops. Brenda spread her legs and reached beneath her short shirt. Two fingers dripped into her drenched pussy, and she spread her slick juices over her nipples before pulling Chrissy’s face to her left breast.

Chrissy was consumed by a frenzy of desire as she lapped up Brenda’s nectar. She moved from one breast to the other, massaging one, squeezing and tugging at the nipple while her mouth sucked the other deep into her mouth, mixing kisses and light bites, dragging her teeth across the areola and nipple.

Chrissy managed to reach down and unbutton her shorts and slide them down a bit so she could push aside her thong and slip three fingers into her slick pussy, and then bring them to her breasts. She used both hands to pull Brenda’s mouth to her chest, longing to be sucked, massaged, kissed, have her nipples stretched and tugged at. Brenda did all that and more gliding a fingertip around Chrissy’s clit before finger-fucking her fiercely.

“Bedroom,” Brenda managed to say between moans. It almanbahis yeni giriş was unclear whether it was a question or a command, but Chrissy didn’t care. She gave an affirmative head shake. The frenetic pace of their lovemaking had brought her to the end of orgasm, but she wanted this to go on and on.

Their move to the bedroom was interrupted by pauses to strip off their each other’s remaining clothes, and to grope, lick, suck, and kiss.

As Brenda wiggled out of her short shirt in the middle of the hall, she giggled as she gave her shapely ass a nice shake.

“Trying to seduce me, you naughty little slut?” Chrissy responded as she landed a couple light slaps to those shapely buttocks.

“I think we got past seduction about 15 minutes ago,” Brenda replied. “Not much of a spanking. Can you do better than that?” She dropped to her hands and knees.

“Mmm,” Chrissy sighed, “much too beautiful to spank, I’m afraid.” She lowered herself to her knees and began to knead and spread Brenda’s buttocks with her hands. She leaned forward to drag the flat of her tongue from the bottom to top of Brenda’s crack, leaving it coated with saliva. She planted sucking kisses and little bites from the top of Brenda’s crack until she reached her friend’s very cute and inviting anal bud. Chrissy stiffened the tip of her tongue and circled it, flicked it.

Brenda’s moan was deep and throaty. Chrissy was just about to press her tongue against the resistance of Brenda’s sphincter muscles when her friend leaped to her feet.

“Fuck, I want your talented mouth eating my pussy.” She scrabbled the last few feet to the bedroom and flopped down on her back with her legs spread.

Chrissy wanted nothing more than to dive right in, probe darting fingers into Brenda’s dripping cunt, and lash her clit with a flicking tongue, but she also wanted to savor every moment, go slow, and edge her beautiful lover several times before bringing her to an enormous climax.

Chrissy gently massaged Brenda’s inner thighs with her hands before lowering her mouth to caress them with sucking kisses. She dragged her lips back and forth across Brenda’s swollen labia several times before returning to kissing her thighs. Brenda’s pussy was beautiful, just a thin landing strip of nicely trimmed red hair. Her outer lips with smooth and thick, and she had long thinner inner lips that protruded a bit–and which Chrissy found to be especially erotic.

Chrissy sucked one of Brenda’s outer labia into her mouth, tugging it, licking it, and then repeating the process on the other side. Looking up, she saw Brenda tugging hard on her nipples before reaching down to spread her labia wide. Brenda’s large, clit was fully exposed, smooth glistening with her wetness. Her whole slit was a flushed pink.

Chrissy pushed her tongue an inch into Brenda’s vagina, taking up some of her flowing juices before spreading them up and down her slit. Brenda’s taste and smell were both intoxicating. Chrissy lapped the flat of her tongue up and down Brenda’s slit before circling her clit with the tip of her tongue. She surrounded it with her lips and sucked. The tip of her tongue lightly flicked Brenda’s swollen center of pleasure.

When Chrissy slipped two fingers into Brenda’s dripping cunt, she quickly decided a third was needed. She slowly spread and released them rhythmically; she could soon feel Brenda doing her best to grip them.

Brenda’s soft moans were music to Chrissy’s ears. Brenda’s panting kept her chest rising and falling. The fingers of Chrissy’s other hand slide up Brenda’s crack and to her anal bud. She circled it teasingly, and removed her mouth and tongue from Brenda’s clit so her lover could focus on the sensation of first one finger, then two pressing past her sphincter muscles. Through Brenda’s thin inner walls, Chrissy could feel her fingers working in rhythm in both Brenda’s cunt and ass.

“Fuck me hard. Please make me cum,” Brenda almost screamed through breathy, panting moans.

Chrissy’s hands increased the pace and force of her probing fingers. Her tongue flicked more aggressively around and at the tip of Brenda’s clit. When her lips surrounded it and sucked it hard, Brenda’s orgasm set her hips bucking and her back arching. Her thighs gripped Chrissy’s head and her legs surrounded Chrissy’s back.

Brenda’s eyes opened wide in shock when her still shaking pelvis released jets of her juices.

“Fuck,” she exclaimed. “I don’t know how many years it has been since I squirted. You’re amazing. Confess. You’ve got to have been eating pussy regularly to be that amazing!”

Chrissy raised her hand, trying to remember how the Girl Scouts’ oath was given. “Got a stack of bibles I can swear on? First time, since college. Just a natural talent, I guess. Plus, your stunning bod and your manic sex-drive almanbahis giriş ramped me up.

As they came down from the excitement, they both felt exhausted. Chrissy flopped down next to Brenda.

“Wonder where my manic sex-drive has been hiding for the last decade or so, but I’m glad it’s back,” Brenda said with a smile. Now let me give you a big thank you kiss.” She leaned over and gave Chrissy a lingering kiss. “That’s small thanks for such an amazing orgasm, but my real purpose was to get a nice taste of my lady cum or whatever you want to call it.”

As Brenda licked her juices off Chrissy’s chin and neck, Chrissy felt her friend’s–well, she guessed, her lover’s–fingers slip into her still dripping vagina.

Brenda brought her fingers to her mouth. “Yum, you are delicious, too,” Brenda laughed. “My turn now?”

“Yes, please,” Chrissy replied.

“You’re awfully polite considering you’re a wanton slut,” Brenda answered, pointing her finger at Chrissy.

“Guilty as charged.”

Once they enjoyed a brief laugh, they easily slipped back into more wanton behavior. When they were done, Chrissy also found it hard to believe that Brenda had not had frequent practice in eating pussy.

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In the afterglow of what they both admitted was the most intense sex that they’d had in ages, Chrissy was sitting with her back against the headboard, her legs wrapped around Brenda whose back pressed against her breasts. With one hand she smoothed Brenda’s lovely shoulder length red hair, and her other hand lightly caressed Brenda’s left breast.

Chrissy had to admit she was envious of Brenda’s lovely C-cups. “Show me,” she said lifting Brenda breast toward her lover’s face.

Bending her head forward, Brenda’s long tongue flicked at her own nipple.

“Wow, what I wouldn’t give to be able to do that,” Chrissy said with a giggle.

“Not to worry, Chrissy. I think my talented tongue will be spending a lot of time teasing those gorgeous thick nipples you have,” Brenda shot back.

“Promise?”

“Most definitely, but time to get down to planning. We still have about two hours before Doug gets home.”

“You really do think we can get Chad and Doug to become fuck buddies, but I’m not so sure,” Chrissy stated with a hint of disappointment in her voice.

“Hey, think positive. The prospect of orgies might just get them to get them to shut off the TV and get their asses off the couch. How many times a month do you suck Chad’s cock? What percent of the time is it part of your lovemaking?

Chrissy was a little embarrassed to admit how much the bedroom action at home had slowed down. “Maybe once a month. About 25% of the time.”

“You’re going to have to ramp that up. Do a good job, but don’t be as exquisitely expert you were eating my pussy. Do take a long time. We want the thought ‘Maybe I could do a better job sucking cock’ to slip into the back of his mind. Next question. Do you finger his butt when you go down on him?”

“Well, back in the day–actually way back in the day,” Chrissy sadly admitted. She gave Brenda’s breasts a firm squeeze. “You’ve really given this a lot of thought, haven’t you.”

“Most definitely, I have. More and more attention to the butt is going to be important. While we are on that lovely subject, do you two like anal? Have you been taking it up the ass recently?”

“There was a time when we both liked it and did it a lot, but we kind of got away from it. I wouldn’t say we reached the stage of ‘Man on top, get it over with quick’ but we’re not so adventurous.”

“Don’t be embarrassed. Doug and my sex life has been a bit on the vanilla side, too. You’ve got to convince him that you’re overcome with nostalgia and hunger for the old days. I think when guys experience the special sensations that come with anal sex, another thought pops into their heads–‘I wonder what a cock would feel like in my ass.'”

“Then why don’t they take the next step?” Brenda’s ideas made some sense to Chrissy, but they seemed too simplistic, too convenient.”

“These days probably more do than when we were young. Remember when we were taking it up the ass on a regular basis, AIDs was rampant. Most guys put the thoughts of a walk on the wild side on the back burner or completely took the pan off the stove.”

“Maybe you’re right,” Chrissy admitted, still not convinced.

“Come on, let’s shower together and maybe I’ll share more details if your lovely bod doesn’t distract me too much. Think the boys sex drives would spike upwards if they found out their wives had hooked up?”

That question took Chrissy by surprise. Was she ready for that?

“Well, think about it. I’d say let’s shake on our decision to bring our boys to new experiences, but I have a more appropriate way to affirm our decision,” Brenda teased.

Brenda moved away and turned to face Chrissy with her legs spread, and rested her hands to her sides on the bed supporting her.

Chrissy got the idea. Tribbing, rubbing pussy to pussy did seem like the perfect way to commit to this deliciously wicked deal.

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