Chapter 10

Mandy tossed her shirt aside and turned around but didn’t get on the bed. Cindy smiled nervously. Nobody had seen her naked other than her husband, and he was banging a woman Mandy’s age. She stared at Mandy while leaning side-to-side, inching her nightshirt out from under her butt.

Cindy knew Mandy was twenty-three and had a great body, but she hadn’t expected that. The medium-height Puerto Rican was the sexiest thing Cindy had ever seen. Her peach-sized breasts were high and firm. The large, plump circles were a delicious shade of cocoa. Their centers were stiff, poking out like pencil erasers. Inadvertently, Cindy’s lips puckered. What would another woman’s nipple feel like in her mouth?

Mandy’s stomach was flat with the evidence of ripped abs, waiting below her smooth, creamy skin. Cindy looked from the wide, shallow belly button to the well-defined grooves that acted as a guide, pointing at the cushion of flesh piled above the elicit knob of her pubic bone.

A strip of curly, charcoal-colored hair lined up with the slit that divided the girl’s pussy lips. Cindy couldn’t pull her eyes away. Her pussy meat had once been that compact and tightly sealed, hidden between her legs.

“There is no reason to be nervous or embarrassed.” Mandy reached for Cindy’s hand. “Let me help you with that.” She tugged, and Cindy complied, rising to her feet. Mandy’s dark eyes were focused on Cindy’s. In a thick voice, Mandy said, “Let’s get rid of this.” She lifted the nightshirt and Cindy’s arms rose.

Cindy’s large globes settled outward, creating a broad valley between them. She saw her already swollen nipples expand. They looked huge. She crossed her arms as she always did when her nipples became aroused in public.

“Stop that, you’re gorgeous,” Mandy said and pulled her arms away. “Let me make you feel good.” Cindy wasn’t able to respond before Mandy had a solid grasp on her ass, pulling her into another mind-twisting kiss.

Mandy stepped back. Cindy watched Mandy lift her breasts while dipping down to meet them. The young lady’s eyes turned up, staring back at Cindy while her plump lips made contact with the crown of her tit. Mandy’s hot tongue circled the brown ring and flicked the tip. An unexpected noise escaped from deep in Cindy’s throat, “Aaahmmmm.”

“Relax, just relax,” Mandy said.

Nobody had ever done what Mandy was doing. The girl rolled, batted, and sucked Cindy’s bloated nipples until they throbbed. She grabbed one with her teeth and pulled it. Cindy cried out in a voice she didn’t recognize, “Mmmmmah ... Mandy, oh, Mandy.” She combed her fingers into the silky black hair and forced Mandy’s face into her tit.

Cindy couldn’t believe what was happening. She wondered if it had been so long since she had an orgasm that this young woman was going to get her off simply by sucking her nipple. Was that even possible? “Ah, ahhh, mmmm, fuck, fuck me.” A shiver started in Cindy’s feet and raced up her body until a spastic jerk made her shudder. It had happened, she climaxed without touching her pussy.

Mandy straightened up, and Cindy knew her pink cheeks were going to tell of the embarrassment she felt. “You, um, I—”

“Shh.” Mandy pressed the tip of her finger to Cindy’s lips. “You’re even more beautiful now.” She turned Cindy and backed her up until she was forced to sit on the bed. Cindy found herself facing the unwavering firmness of Mandy’s breasts. Her mouth opened and closed several times, but Cindy didn’t dare lean forward.

Mandy must have heard her thoughts because she put a knee on the bed, arched her body and thrust her tit toward Cindy’s face. All Cindy had to do was open her mouth, and she would be sucking another woman’s nipple.

In her wildest dreams, Cindy had never been that aroused. She was sucking on a woman’s tit; her own nipples erect. The more effort she put into making Mandy feel good, the higher her arousal became. A new flame arose from the embers of the previous orgasm, and Cindy thought she might get off while trying to make Mandy cum.

That seemed impossible, but hadn’t she already experienced the impossible? How many more things could this young woman teach her?

Mandy pulled her tit away. Cindy’s lips smacked loudly. She frowned, still wanting more. “Ahh, no.”

“Relax, baby, relax,” Mandy said. “First, I make you feel good.”

Cindy felt like a child being told what to do, but after sixteen years of directing Sierra, she welcomed the opportunity to take orders. “Whatever you say.”

Mandy grinned, never breaking eye contact as she purposely sank to her knees. Cindy watched the girl kiss each of her kneecaps. The warm, moist lips sent waves of pleasure up Cindy’s inner thighs. Mandy placed her hands on Cindy’s hips and dragged her fingernails down the tops of Cindy’s legs. Where was this going?