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Educating Harriet	By : Byrhthelm Category: G through L > JAG Views: 20976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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4
Student Becomes Teacher

Looking back on the events of the afternoon and evening of last week Harriet couldn’t recall the number of times she’d come until in the aftermath of her first ass-fucking session they all fell asleep in a puppy-like huddle on the cum-soaked sheets of the rumpus room’s bed.
She had been awakened some time later in the dark of the night by the feel of a hand gently stroking her pussy, inducing more wetness and awakening her libido one more time.
She had groaned and moved gently, not sure, and not caring whose hand it was. Then she’d blinked in the sudden light as the lamp on the nightstand was switched on, revealing that it was Mac’s fingers burrowing gently into her cunt, while she could feel the warmth of Harm behind her, still spooned against her, and more than just spooned as she felt the heat and hardness of his erection pressed against her back.
“H’mmm… don’t you two ever stop?” she murmured in gentle reproach.
How can you expect us not to react when you are here, naked and beautiful between us?” Harm asked as he dropped a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
Harriet giggled at his outrageous flattery and turned to kiss him back, their mouths meeting in a leisurely, sweet kiss, loving but lacking all urgency, and Harriet sighed with contentment as it ended, rolling on to her back so she could look in both directions and smile at both Mac and Harm.
But her turn revealed her hairless pussy in all its naked glory and Harm, preoccupied as he had been with ensuring her first ass-fuck was a success had failed to notice its newly bald state before and now a huge grin split his face, “Oh Harriet…” he said in mock reproof as his cock started to swell once more while he slid down the bed and gently spread her thighs, “Oh Harriet…”
“Oh… Harm…” Harriet protested half-heartedly as she realised what the object of his attention was, “I don’t think I can stand…Oh!” she finished with a gasp as he pressed his lips to the tight little cleft that hid her lips from view, running his tongue up the sweet slit.
Normally Harm would have been more subtle, starting slowly elsewhere and working his way down her body to his eventual target, but Harriet’s smooth, hairless mound had caused a brain circuit by-pass, and he was unable to resist the combination of the feel of her smooth flesh and the taste her sweet juices at the same time. But even so, for the moment he was content to go slowly, to ease Harriett into a state of arousal rather than just thrust his own agenda upon her.
He was to have an ally in his cause. Mac had felt a slight flash of resentment at the boyish eagerness Harm had shown as he dived for Harriet’s cunt, and she reconsidered her own decision not to go Brazilian, but in the meantime, the rosy flush that was suffusing Harriet’s breasts, neck and face as too much for her to resist, and almost unconsciously she leaned in and kissed Harriet firmly on the mouth, her tongue again probing against the seal of the blonde’s lips, which parted with a sigh allowing Mac full access to her mouth, and letting their tongues whirl around each other in their timeless waltz, even as Mac’s hand stole to Harriet’s tits, choosing one at random and circling the nipple with just the very tip of her finger feeling it pop into erectness and feeling too the sigh of arousal as Harriet breathed it into the brunette’s mouth.
Harm gently licked Harriet’s tight little cleft, teasing it, arousing it, kissing it into opening for him without him having to force it. It was happening, but oh. So slowly, but in the meantime e he was rewarded by the slow seeping of her juices as her arousal grew. She started squirming slightly under the two pronged attack, and her breathing became ragged. Mac quit her lip-lock on the blonde and transferred her lips and tongue to one of Harriet’s aching nipples while she continued to roll and tweak the other nipple between her finger and thumb.
“Unnnnh… aaaah… Oh… that’s good… so good,” Harriet whimpered as she arched her back thrusting her breast further up into Mac’s loving mouth, and at the same time her hand came up to clamp Mac’s hand firmly to her other breast.
Harm took advantage of Harriet’s squirming and bucking hips to slip a hand underneath her and between her ass cheeks, his finger probing for her asshole, which at first resisted the intrusion, but as he worked his finger against the muscle it gave and his finger oozed into her asshole, causing her to buck her hips again and mash her cunt against his mouth.
Mac grinned as she changed her mouth from one nipple to the other via a deep kiss en route, while her hand chased down and across to the breast her mouth had just quit, and her other busy between her legs, two finger pressing in to her depths through her wet lower lips, her own hips working now as her passions rose.
Harriet’s lips opened under the impetus of Harm’s busy tongue and lips and he reached forward with a hand, two fingers pressing against her entrance and slipping into her silken walled depths as his mouth moved up so he could kiss, lick and suck her clit. His fingers pistoned in and out as her cunt grew even wetter, making his task easier as her juices coated first his fingers then his hand, while her writhing and gyrations grew even wilder until at last she wailed her way over the crest of her personal wave, her body shaking with the violence of her release as she sobbed and gasped for breath.
Harm’s dick was now so hard that it was as rigid as an iron bar and painful he shuffled forward to place his dick’s head at Harriet’s entrance and was stunned as the blonde, still recovering from her orgasm said, “No!”
“No?” Harm bleated
“No! Harriet repeated as she gained a measure of control over her breathing, “I want you to fuck Mac! You’ve already fucked me… it’s only fair it’s her turn! I want to watch you fuck Mac – I want to watch you fuck her ass!”
“Mac?” Harm queried.
“God, yes! I thought you’d never ask!” Mac grinned. “How do you want me?”
“Knees by ears?” Harm suggested.
“Yeah, fine,” Mac agreed, squirming towards the edge of the bed, “Harriet, sweetheart, come and lay down next to me with your head on the edge of the mattress…”! Mac waited until Harriet had wriggled into position before she raised her knees towards her chest, “Can you see OK from there?” she asked as she reached down with both hands and spread her ass cheeks.
“Oh, wow… yeah, I can see OK,” Harriet breathed as she took in the sight of Mac’s cunt, completely exposed to her view, and just beneath it, the little brown asshole. For some reason, whether the sight or whether anticipation she neither knew nor cared, Harriet’s nipples popped and she felt her cunt becoming warm and damp as her juices started to flow, and it was only Harm’s intervention that delayed her from sending her fingers to give herself relief.
“Harriet,” he said as he stood at the foot of the bed, “Mac would appreciate it if you could lube me up a bit… make it a bit more comfortable for her?”
Harriett twisted her head looked for the little bottle of oil, but then looked up as she felt Harm cup her chin with a gentle hand, “No… I meant with your mouth. Harriet, you are the best little cocksucker I’ve ever known, and I can’t get enough of you or your mouth, so…?” He flashed his ‘flyboy’ grin at her and Harriet felt her insides melt.
Rolling on to her front, she took his dick in one hand and lowered her face towards it, her tongue reaching out to swirl gently around the tip and lick up the little droplet of pre-cum, before her lips closed around his shaft, and her tongue still swirling around and around its head, she slid her mouth smoothly up and down his dick.
Mac smiled and lowered her legs and relaxed, letting her hands drop by her said, and as she did so her hand dropped on to the bottle of lubricant. Raising her head slightly she was rewarded by the sight of Harriet’s perfect little ass as the blonde gave her attention to Harm’s dick. Levering the top off the bottle, Mac poured a little of the lubricant onto Harriet’s ass crevice, making the blonde gasp and jump a little, and then Mac reached forward slightly, worming a finger deep into the crevice, seeking and finding the blonde’s tight little asshole. Massaging the oil around and then onto the hole Mac pushed forward with her finger, once again penetrating the tight little ring of muscle, once again causing Harriet to moan and pause for a moment with Harm’s dick still in her mouth, before she resumed her sucking and licking.
Mac slowly and gently slid her finger in and out of Harriet’s ass, until as the friction of the silky walls on her finger eased she withdrew the intruder almost entirely, before joining it with its mate and worked her two fingers back into Harriet’s tight rear channel.
Harriet moaned in almost despair as Mac sent those strange, fluttering sensations and Harm frowned as he realised that Harriet was losing concentration, but then as he saw Mac’s busy hand, he smiled, How could he possibly resent any pleasure the blonde might feel? Stepping back, his dick slid from her lips and then he bent to cup her chin in his hand and raising her face, he kissed her slowly, but thoroughly, his tongue sweeping her mouth and sliding over and under hers in a gentle but passion filled kiss before he took a step to the side and positioned himself between Mac’s legs as they hung over the edge of the bed. As he started to lift her legs Mac sighed, a mixture of regret for having to abandon Harriet’s sweet ass, and anticipation as she reached down and spread her ass cheeks again.
Harriet twisted onto her side anxious not miss a second of what was to come and was rewarded by the sight of Harm’s dick pressing against Mac’s ass-hole. For long moments it seemed as if the little ring of muscle wasn’t going to let him enter and then Harriet saw the moment that Mac’s sphincter gave and the head of Harm’s dick penetrated the brunette’s ass.
Both Mac and Harm sighed with relief and pleasure. Mac had been keyed up, waiting for and wanting this ever since Harriet had demanded it, and although fingering the blonde’s ass had helped, it hadn’t dispelled the feeling of anticipation while Harriet sucked Harm’s cock. Harm because his cock had been iron-hard ever since he’d noticed Harriet’s newly-hairless cunt, and despite the intense pleasure he’s felt from Harriet’s mouth, he needed to pound his cock fast and furiously to relieve the intense pressure, and as much as he wanted to fuck Harriet’s ass again, he knew that the blonde would never be able to stand the fast and furious fucking he needed right now.
Even taking into account Mac’s greater experience he knew that he would have to start slowly, give her ass the time to relax and stretch around his dick before he could increase the speed and power of his thrusts, so he slowly fed his length deep into her ass, sighing a long drawn -out “Aaaah…” as his pubic hairs were crushed against her cheeks.
Mac groaned an equally long “Ooooooh…” as he slowly withdrew until just the head of his dick remained lodged in Mac’s ass. While Harriet watched wide-eyed as Mac’s anus seemed to grip Harm’s rod, as if reluctant to let it go and then as he exerted forward pressure it looked to her eyes as if Mac’s sphincter was sucking him in deeper.
By degrees Harm quickened his movements thrusting deeper and harder into Mac’s ass, pushing her past her discomfort and into pleasure as her bowels tightened and seemed to communicate her pussy which she could feel was dripping with her juices, the sensation in her belly grew and she started to pant and gasp, “Oh! Yes! That’s it! That’s right! Oh God! Yes! Harm… fuck my ass! Oh shit! Oh God… you’re so big! Fuck me! I want to feel you in my throat! Fuck me! Fuck me! Aaaaargh!” Her voice rose to a scream as an orgasm ripped through her and her legs flopped helpless, their action dislodging Harm’s dick from its tight little haven.
Mac lay gasping for breath, while Harm stood in an agony of impatience, his fist tightly gripped to stop himself from pumping his dick to his own climax, but after what seemed an age to him but was only a minute or so, Mac turned to Harriet. “Go sit up against the headboard sweetheart, I want to eat you, while Harm finishes…”
Harriet lost no time in sprawling against the head board and spreading her legs, exposing her own juice soaked pussy, while Mac rolled over on to her knees and elbows, and ass in the air crawled forward so that her head was between Harriet’s thighs. Looking back over her shoulder, she grinned at Harm as he clambered onto the bed, “C’mon, Flyboy, what are you waiting for? An invitation?”
Harm wasn’t waiting for an invitation, by the time Mac finished speaking he was kneeling behind her the head of his still aching dick pressing against her asshole. Once again there was initial resistance and once again a mutual sigh as his shaft sunk into the brunette’s ass. Harm gripped her hips and started working his hip[s back and forth, pumping his dick into her tight rear tunnel; as Mac, crooning under her breath grasped Harriet’s thighs and then ran her tongue up and down the blonde’s bald lips. Harriet bucked at the first touch of Mac’s tongue as she worked the tip of it into Harriet’s cunt, searching for the source of the juices that already were smeared on her face and on Harriet’s thighs.
Harriet squirmed as Mac used her thumbs to gently part her cunt and her tongue probed as deep as Mac could make it, wiping around the shallow ridges on Harriet’s vault, searching upwards to find her G spot and finally, finally, licking upwards to flick at Harriet’s clitoris, still sheltering under its fleshy hood.
Harriet writhed, her hands frantically clutching at her tits, her fingers rolling and pinching her nipples, her head rolling from side to side, “Aaaah! Yes! Oh God! Mac! Don’t…. stop! Ohhhh! That’s sooo good! Fuck me, Mac! Fuck me!”
Mac was finding it difficult to concentrate on what she was doing to Harriet as Harm once again picked up the paced and intensity as his dick now plunged in and out of her tight channel, with each thrust his balls swung forward against her pussy lips while his thighs slapped her buttocks, his breathing becoming ragged and perspiration running down his face, chest and back.
Mac could feel the pressure rising again, and no longer able to breathe as her excitement rose she slipped her mouth away from Harriet’s cunt, ignoring the blonde’s moan of protest, but slipped two fingers into Harriet’s hot wet centre, crooking them slightly, but allowing the impact of each of Harms thrusts to rock her forward against the blonde, so that each time Harm pressed his dick home, Mac’s fingers grazed the roof of Harriet’s pussy.
As her excitement mounted and the pressure built inside her, Mac gasped, “Harriet, turn on your front! Oh shit! Harm! Haaarm! Fuuuuck meeee!”
Harm grunted and increased the speed of his movements again, driving deeper and harder into Mac than it seemed he had ever down before as he sensed her pending orgasm. His b alls swinging wildly and the noise of his thighs impacting Mac’s ass become ever louder.
Harriet groaned, “Oh, God… yes… yes… and forcing herself down against Mac’s hand she squealed as she turned, the twisting motion setting a fresh wave of feeling.
“Oh God, oh God, Oh God, that’s… that’s… Ohhhhh!” she moaned in dismay as Mac’s fingers slipped out of her pussy, and then “Oh!” as she felt those two fingers, slick with her own juices press against and then slide into her asshole, “Oh Mac…!” she wailed.
“Whaaaat…?” the brunette quavered as she climaxed, her ass and cunt clamping shut, causing Harm to yelp as the pressure became too much for him and he shot his sperm deep into Mac’s bowels, his stomach almost cramping with the intensity of his climax.
He slumped forward over Mac’s body, driving her to her stomach with his weight, as they both gasped for breath.
Mac’s fingers slipped out of Harriet’s ass, “Ohhhh… Mac,” she moaned, her hand slipping beneath her as her desperate fingers searched for her clit
Mac blinked drowsily, on the edge of a post-coital doze when “Huh?” she felt Harm moving, still inside her ass and still, from the feel of it, iron-bar hard.
“Harm… I thought I felt you cum?” she asked.
“Yeah, I did,” he said softly in her ear.
“But… but you’re still inside me… still hard…”
“Yeah, tell me about it,” he groaned, “I’m so hard it hurts, and it doesn’t feel as if it’s going away any time soon… Are you ready for another round…?” he finished hopefully.
Mac shook her head, “Nuh-huh, you really pounded me last time round…” she said regretfully.
“Ohhh…” he groaned his disappointment.
Mac looked up the seeing Harriet frantically pumping two fingers into her cunt as she worked herself towards an orgasm, and then she smiled, “But I know a girl who might…” She inched forward until her nipples grazed the back of Harriet’s thighs and then pulled her ass cheeks apart.
Harriet gasped, “Mac… what… what are you doing…?”
“Finding out if you’re ready for another go round with Harm,” Mac replied and dipped her head, her tongue flashing out to rim Harriet’s asshole.
“Mac!” The blonde shrieked, as she again felt that most intimate caress throwing her head back and up as her entire body convulsed.
“Ssh sweetheart,” Mac moved her face from Harriet’s ass to whisper reassurance, before she again stabbed her tongue at the little pink slit, and then at the same time slid two fingers into Harriet’s pussy, feeling as she did so that Harm was beginning to move again, gently rubbing his dick against the walls of her tight, rear tunnel, and she reached back a hand in warning for him to stop before she lifted her face once again from Harriet’s ass.
“I said, I’m a bit sore, Harm… just be patient for a moment or two… Harriet, I’m going to get underneath you so I can eat your pussy, and leave your ass for Harm, OK?”
“Oh God… yes… just hurry up… I need you to eat me… I need your mouth on my cunt!” Harriet whimpered.
Reckoning that Harriet would be too preoccupied to pay any attention to her pussy, Mac didn’t bother getting into the sixty nine position, but just rolled over onto her back and pulled Harriet backwards until the blonde was almost sitting on her face. and as soon as she was in position her tongue gently followed Harriet’s cleft, now awash with her juices all the way up to her clit, sheltering again under its protective head, and then dipping a finger into Harriet’s well, coating her finger in pussy juice, she withdrew it and smeared those juices around the younger woman’s asshole.
Harm dislodged from Mac’s ass when she turned knelt waiting, more or less patiently, as the two women rearranged their positions, his hand slowly stroking his dick, and as soon as Mac began kissing and licking Harriet’s cleft he shuffled forwards on his knees, straddling Mac until the head of his dick bumped against Harriet’s butt. “Spread her for me Mac,” he said as the blonde stilled as best she could under the flail of Mac’s busy tongue, and he pressed down on Harriet’s shoulders, encouraging her to collapse on to her hands in front of her, and so push her ass up into the air making it easier for him to see his target.
Mac reached up and spread Harriet’s butt, exposing her tight little hole. Harm shuffled forward a further couple of inches and pressed the head home against the muscle.
For a few seconds he was denied entry by the muscle. It hurt his dick, but he gritted his teeth and pressed forward again, gritting his teeth and scowling with the effort as he realised that he seemed to be making no progress, until Harriet groaned, “Oh… Oh God… Oh Harm… you’re there!”
He looked down to see that he was indeed there, the head of his cock pressing against Harriet’s asshole. He gave a gentle thrust, pushing forward no more than an inch and at that moment of pressure Harriet arched her back even more, spreading her cheeks and Harm felt a sudden sharp containment as her ass gripped the head of his dick. The tight but soft textured clasp filled him with a sudden sadistic urge rape her ass with all the force at his command, his dick, so painful for so long seemed to be screaming at him to thrust home to its limits, he needed to feel that clasp enclosing its whole length, to feel the pressure against it as Harriet sought to accommodate his length and girth as he pushed forward, remembering for the moment to be gentle with her.
“Oh! Ohhhhh!” Harriet moaned, “You’re in my ass! Be gentle!”
Harm gritted his teeth and fought down the urge to pump himself furiously to a climax. His eyes closed in ecstasy as he felt how incredibly hot Harriet’s ass seemed, burning his dick as he gently pushed it inch by inch into her depths, as he struggled to make way against the pressure gripping his dick, yet as he pushed onward he gained the feeling that he was demolishing something, the passage was so tight and so giving at the same time.
Harm looked down and saw his dick slowly disappearing into Harriet’s ass as the tight, pink rimmed incredibly small-seeming mouth gave under his gentle assault, and was amazed when he realised that only half of his dick was sheathed in her ass.
To Harriet it felt liked she was being gently forced apart, Harm’s dick had felt big enough and hard enough the first time he had taken her ass, but now it seemed, bigger, fatter, longer and exerting all sorts of pressures, that nearly distracted her from the feel of Mac’s busy tongue working on her pussy lips as she held Harriet’s tight little cleft open, but although she could feel her belly roil and the heat building up in her cunt and in her ass, she wanted more.
“Go on, Harm,” she panted, “fill me! I want it all!”
“It will hurt…” Harm panted in her ear.
“I don’t care!” Harriet almost yelled, as she ground her pussy down onto Mac’s face, “just fuck me!”
Harm nodded and took a firmer grip on Harriet’s hips as he forced his cock into her ass, all the way until his pubic hair rasped against her soft flesh.
“Aaaaaah!” Harriet exclaimed as she felt him ram his full length home and a potent mixture of pain and pleasure raced through her body, “Go on! Go! Don’t stop!” She cried, pushing her ass back at him.
Although it was killing him, Harm kept up his slow steady rhythm, sliding back and forwards in Harriet’s ass, nearly unseated a couple of times as she gyrated under Mac’s titillation of her clit, thrusting her ass back and forwards and from side to side as she tried to increase the depth of his penetration, her breath coming in sobs as she fought for air and the constricted feeling in her belly as she moaned, begging for release, “Oh God, make me cum! Make me cum! Harder! Faster!” she begged, “Oh fuck! I Wanna cum!” she almost wailed.
Much as he wanted to Harm could no longer restrain himself and rammed his dick furiously into her ass. Harriet sobbed as she sustained his assault and then she could feel it, coiled inside her waiting to strike, “Oh! Oh fuck! Christ Jesus! Harm! Mac! It’s coming! I’m gonna cum! Owwwww! Fuck!” spurring both Mac and Harm to increase their efforts to bring her release.
“Aaaaargh! Shit! Fuck!” Harriet howled throwing her head up as she roared to a soul-shattering climax that dwarfed anything she had ever experienced before
Harriet would have collapsed on top of Mac had not Harms hands on her hips held her steady as he pounded her ass, his own approaching climax spurred on by the blonde’s orgasm.
And at last he roared “Haaaarietttt! Oh! Fuck!” as his sperm shot up into her bowels. For a second they stayed locked in a tableau and then both collapsed forward, Harm retaining just enough wits to roll them to one side to avoid smothering Mac, and finally to his relief his prick shrank, being expelled from Harriet’s ass by the same pressure that had made fucking her there such an exquisite experience.
They lay spooned together as Mac squirmed up the bed so that she was face to face with the gasping blonde, gently kissing her tear and sweat streaked face and stroking her hair, tucking loose strands of back behind her. Harm held here close until the shudders of her climax receded, and then kissed that sensitive little spot under her ear, “Was that OK? Did I hurt you?” his asked concernedly.
“Of course you did!” Harriet craned her neck and twisted so that she could look over her shoulder, “but it was wonderful!”
Mac, the least involved in the latest bout was the first to make a move, “I’m not sleeping on these sticky sheets, all night,” she grimaced, “and I’m not having sweaty bodies oozing all sorts of fluids onto my clean sheets, so come on you two, I’ll full the hot tub and we get cleaned up and have a well-deserved sleep!” but her smile took all the sting out of her words.

Just for once Harriet was glad that Bud was still TAD. When she’d finally left Harm and Mac’s after breakfast following that incredible evening and night she could hardly walk. That last ass fuck had been incredible but it had left her so sore that sitting had been uncomfortable and anything faster than a slow totter had been unthinkable. She missed her husband and planned a big time welcome reception for him when he got back on Sunday or Monday, and those plans included getting his dick in her ass, now that she had picked up several hints from Mac, together with a bottle of baby oil.
In the meantime, she was relieved when she woke this morning that the soreness had dissipated. There was this evening to prepare for; it was the monthly JAG ladies’ Girls’ Night. And it was her turn to be the hostess. Mac, Amy Helfman, Carolyn Imes, Tracy Manetti and even Loren Singer, as well as Jackie Mattoni and Sydney Walden were all coming around, and although they would all bring something potable with them, there were still bowls of snacks and plates of finger food to prepare.

The evening had been a huge success, but then again, they generally were. Everyone was in a mood to be pleased, and there had been sufficient white wine to keep those that weren’t driving well lubricated without descending into stupidity, and enough non-alcoholic drinks to keep the designated drivers, Mac and Amy, well supplied, while the finger food and snacks had kept everyone satisfied. But as usual it had been the conversation that had made the evening. Once everybody had gotten their gripes out of their system, the conversation had become less constrained, varying from the slightly naughty to the highly raunchy, and to Harriet’s amusement had actually caused Mac to blush when Carolyn had reminded Mac about the teasing she had gotten from Jordan Parker at Harriet’s wet-down, about not having, up until then, ever had sex with Harm.
Once that burst of laughter had died down, and someone else had taken up the thread of conversation Harriet noted that Carolyn had fallen silent and appeared to be lost in a reverie – a very pleasant one, if the soft smile on her face was anything to go by. Of course Loren Singer had noted the other woman’s preoccupation and had called her on it, but when Carolyn smilingly refused to ‘spill the beans’ the normally acerbic blonde attorney had just smiled and said, “I’ll bet it’s a man!” Carolyn’s blush was all the confirmation the gang needed and more laughter broke out afresh. Harriet had started to glare at Loren, but then noted that the smile on her face wasn’t her usual, gloating, mocking, I’m-so-superior smile, but appeared to be warm, genuine, soft and… yes… even sympathetic.
Harriet’s hackles subsided and she sat and regarded Loren Singer with a new eye. Loren felt Harriet’s eyes on her, and smiled again and shrugged as if to say, ‘hey, even I can’t be a bitch all the time!’
Harriet played her full role in the conversation but couldn’t help wondering about Carolyn’s sudden introspective fit, and she cast her mind back to that wet-down in McMurphy’s, struggling to recall what had been said. Of course, Carolyn had asked Jordan how good was Harm in bed. Jordan had passed off the remark by deflecting it on to Mac, which was when the mariner had confessed that despite all the opportunities, she and Harm had never had sex. Well, Harriet giggled to herself, they certainly couldn’t say that now! And then she recalled that when the wet-down drew to a close, Carolyn and Jordan had seemed quite friendly, sitting together and holding a brief conversation before leaving together. Harriet looked speculatively at Carolyn. No… surely not… but…
A plan instantly formulated in Harriet’s mind, and she was careful to from then on to ensure that Carolyn’s wine glass was kept topped up. The success of her plan became apparent when the party wound down. Carolyn had driven herself to the Roberts’ place and had intended drinking only two glasses of spritzer, but Harriet had kept her glass topped up with jut wine, and as Carolyn stood to leave, she definitely felt the effects, “Whoo!” she exclaimed. “Wow! Harriet, I hate to impose, but I need to sit a couple of hours and get outside of some coffee! I’m feeling the effects here!”
“Not a problem Carolyn. Stay the night, get some sleep and be certain that you’ll be OK in the morning…” she pretended to think for a moment, “Give me a hand getting squared away and we’ll work out the arrangements.”
Clearing up the debris didn’t take long, and before half an hour had passed Harriet led Carolyn upstairs, holding her finger to her lips as they passed little A J’s room, and guided her into the master bedroom. Carolyn’s eyes widened slightly as saw only the one bed, but Harriet just smiled and said, “What you’ve never shared before?”
“Of course I have!” Carolyn replied, “but not for a long time…”
“OK, well, if you want to take a shower it’s through there…” Harriet indicated the door that led to the en-suite bathroom, “while I dig you out something to sleep in… I normally wear shorts and a T, is that OK for you?”
“Yeah, fine. Thanks Harriet.” Carolyn answered as she headed for the bathroom.
Harriet went to the chest of drawers at the end of the room and quickly retrieved a tank top and a pair of shorts for Carolyn, and a T and shorts for herself, then sat waiting patiently for the hiss of the shower to cease. Carolyn reappeared in the bedroom, the ends of her hair just slightly damp and wrapped armpits to knees in a fluffy bath towel.
“There you go,” Harriet said indicating the clothing she’d got ready for Carolyn, I shan’t be too long,” and disappeared into the bathroom, carefully leaving the door open just a crack as she hurried across to the shower and turned it on full force before scurrying back to the door, where she planted her face against the door frame and stood watching Carolyn as she let the towel drop and then used it to dry herself of before stepping into the shorts and pulling the tank top over her head.
Harriet sighed silently as Carolyn pulled back the comforter and slid under it, before she stripped off her jeans and sweatshirt and quickly losing her bikini style briefs and bra stepped under the shower, careful to thoroughly wash her pussy and ass in preparation for what she hope she could manage. The brief glimpse she’d had of Carolyn’s naked body had only served to whet her appetite. She was slim and paler, with slender hips that smoothed down into shapely legs at the top of which Harriet had caught a glimpsed of a forest of strawberry blonde curls, but it had been Carolyn’s breasts that had captured her attention. They were smaller than her own, but looked enticingly firm, and were tipped by tiny light brown nipples which from Harriet’s vantage point had seemed enormously elongated, at least the length of the top joint of her pinkie. Harriet gave a little shudder at the thought of capturing those nipples between her lips.
Finishing her shower quickly, she looked around and saw where Carolyn had neatly folded her clothes on the bathroom stool, and grabbing the other woman’s bra and panties, she shrugged into her terry bathrobe and with a cheery, “I’ll just put these in to wash for you!” she cried as she passed the bed and trotted downstairs to the utility room. Returning to the bedroom, she shrugged out of her bathrobe and pulled on her t-shirt and shorts before slipping into bed alongside Carolyn.
She lay in silence for a few minutes before she turned onto her side and grinned, “OK Carolyn, give!”
“Give what?”
“What were you hiding earlier, when we were talking about my wet-down?”
“Oh… Nothing!”
“Yeah, and I was born yesterday!” Harriet remarked. “I don’t know if anyone else noticed, but you seemed to get awfully pally with Jordan at the end of that evening, and then you left with her.”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“But nothing, you asked her about how good Harm was in bed, and then you left with her. If I’d thought a little bit harder at the time… so what happened.”
“Nothing!” Carolyn replied in suffocated accents.
“Hah!” Harriet hesitated for a moment, and then took the plunge, “You left with Jordan and then you and she had a threesome with Harm, didn’t you!?”she accused.
Carolyn spun around in bed to face her accuser, “For God’s sake Harriet, keep that to yourself. If Mac ever finds out…”
“Relax, Carolyn. Despite my rep as the office gossip, I do know how to keep quiet about important things!”
She waited a couple of moments for Carolyn to calm down before she asked mischievously, “So… how was he?”
Carolyn gave a shout of laughter, instantly quieted as she remembered the toddler sleeping just down the hall, “Oops! Sorry, Harriet, but you do ask the darnedest questions!”
“Yeah I know… and… nice try at deflection counsellor, but you still haven’t answered my darned question.
Carolyn glowered at Harriet for a moment or two before she recognised that the blonde admin officer wasn’t going to give up. “Alright! OK already! Anything for some peace and quiet! Yes. We had a threesome; Jordan was very sweet about sharing and Harm was fantastic!”
“Yes, he is…” Harriet answered dreamily, but watching Carolyn out of the corner of her eye, and as she’d hoped, the attorney picked up on her choice of words.
“’Is’?” she demanded wide-eyed, “’Is’? What the... how do you… I mean…” she spluttered to a halt.
“Well…” Harriet said slyly, “You’ve trusted me with a secret, so I suppose I ought to do the same…”
“For God’s sake, Harriet, explain, please!”
“Well…” Harriet said slowly, “A couple of weeks ago, Bud, Mac, Harm and I had what you might call a party carré, and let’s just say that he gave me ample evidence – three or four times – of just how well he can use that beautiful dick of his!” Harriet paused, she was taking a dreadful risk she knew, but something told her that telling Carolyn was safe enough, and the other woman’s next words went a long way to allaying her concerns.
“M’mm,” Carolyn replied, “From what I remember, it is a beautiful dick… and so sweet tasting.” And despite the length of time since that one night, she felt herself getting aroused by the memory, and without touching herself, she was sure that her pussy was becoming damp.
“Yeah, and long too…” Harriet sighed, her hand creeping towards the waistband of her shorts, “So long, that when he fucked my tits, I was able to take him – just the head – in my lips, and let him empty his balls into my mouth.
“Oh I’d have liked that too,” Carolyn confessed, “but mine are too small, but yeah, even his cum tastes sweeter, less salty than usual…” she writhed as the seam of the shorts seemed to grow thicker and harder and rub uncomfortably against her pubic mound.
“M’mm… maybe because he’s a vegetarian?” Harriet mused.
“Yeah, could be…” Carolyn replied. She lay silent for a moment concentrating as she thought she heard Harriet moving surreptitiously, “So… just that one night?” she asked casually, smiling to herself as she realised that the blonde was also turned on talking about Harm and his sexual prowess and was taking matters in hand.
“No…” Harriet replied softly, “that was just an afternoon by the poolside, but I went back a few nights ago… I was curious about a couple of things that happened, and Mac helped me understand, and then Harm came home… and I stayed the night. God, I was so sore the following morning, I was walking bow-legged!”
Carolyn giggled, “God! I haven’t had a conversation like this since I used to talk about boys and sex with my college roommate!”
Harriet licked her suddenly dry lips, all her plans hinged on Carolyn’s reaction to the next few seconds. “Did you ever do more than talk?” she asked breathlessly.
“Like what?” Carolyn asked, a little surprised by the question.
“Like this,” Harriet answered and leaned in to kiss Carolyn full on the mouth, her tongue passing slowly over Carolyn’s lips.
Carolyn gasped in shock and then froze as her gasp allowed Harriet’s tongue to pass into her mouth, almost instinctively she responded, letting her tongue fence with Harriet’s for the few seconds before the younger woman broke the kiss, and then Carolyn lay flat on her back, momentarily stunned into silence, before looking up into Harriet’s eyes and stammering, “I… what were you… how… did I… I didn’t, I’ve never done that, I’ve never been like that…”
Harriet was slightly surprised, “Never? Not even with Jordan?”
Carolyn shook her head, “No… that night it was Harm having sex with us both… we never even touched each other…”
“And was it so bad, just then?” Harriet asked softly.

“No… no it wasn’t…” Carolyn admitted, “It’s just that it took me by surprise; I’ve never thought of you as being… like that…”
“Oh… I’m not, I still want sex with men, well, with Bud and Harm, and I wasn’t like that until the other night…”
“What? With Mac? That was your first time?” Carolyn asked in astonishment.
“M’mm, that was one of the things that Mac ‘helped me’ with.”
“And what were the others?” asked Carolyn.
“I think I’ll keep that a secret for a while…” Harriet teased, “unless of course I get to know you better…”
“In what way?” Carolyn asked breathlessly, half eager for and half afraid of what Harriet might reply.
“Oh, like this,” Harriet said softly as she leaned in to kiss Carolyn again, this time holding the kiss and letting her tongue become more demanding as she swirled it around Carolyn’s mouth, passing over her teeth and under her tongue, flickering little probes at her soft palette and only breaking the kiss when want of air drove them apart, and even then as she was regaining her breath Harriet kept dropping little butterfly kisses on Carolyn’s face, following the arch of her brows and then down to an ear, where she nibbled an earlobe, before kissing it, and then a soft open mouth kiss on the sensitive patch of skin below the ear. That particular caress caused Carolyn to moan gently, and squirm slightly bringing her breasts into full contact with Harriet’s. The blonde Lieutenant smiled as she felt Carolyn’s nipples poke through the thin material of both t-shirts and press into her own breasts.
She returned her attention to Carolyn’s mouth kissing her again, and again letting their tongues play with each other, before she raised her head and staring down into Carolyn’s eyes, she whisper4d throatily, “I want you…”
Carolyn let her breath out in a shuddering sigh, “I… I don’t know what to say… or do…” she faltered.
“Just say nothing then,” Harriet smiled, “and just do what I do…”
Carolyn said nothing, but neither did she resist as Harriet slipped her hands up under the tank top and pushed it up over her head leaving it to Carolyn to disengage her arms while she gazed enraptured at those magnificent tawny nipples. It was no good, she could resist temptation no longer, she dipped her head and took one of the nipples into her mouth, sucking ferociously, drawing as much of the firmest breast she had ever seen into her mouth, nibbling gently on the nipple, while a hand gently squeezed Carolyn’s other breast, the finger and thumb rolling the nipple between them, and incredibly as it seemed, although they stood no further proud of Carolyn’s breasts than they had as Harriet started her investigation of them, but they grew harder, almost pebble like in the firmness, and it was a process that Carolyn definitely enjoyed if her soft moans, and gasps of “Oh… yes, Harriet… Oh, yes, that’s it.. Oh… my nipples, damn that feels good…” held any truth.
Harriett smiled as she continued to lavish attention on Carolyn’s breasts now holding one in each hand as she switched her mouth and tongue rapidly from one to the other, never giving more than a brief suck or a dozen rapid tongue flicks to each nipple before switching to its mate. A very few minutes of this stimulation caused Carolyn to open her eyes wide and shudder, a flush appearing on her breasts, neck and face before she relaxed against the pillows and let her breath out in a long quavering sigh.
Harriet was ecstatic; she had found someone else who could climax just by having her tits played with. Ok it hadn’t been an earth shattering climax such as the ones that sometimes racked her, but that had definitely been an orgasm that Carolyn had just experienced. Encouraged by her success, she reluctantly abandoned Carolyn’s breasts and slowly butterfly kissed her way down the other woman’s body, entranced by the totally unexpected sight of a diamond ring that pierced Carolyn’s navel, and skirting the ornament decided she’d ask about it later.
At last her avid mouth and tongue reached the waistband of Carolyn’s shorts, and Harriet sat back on her heels and gently tugged at them, Carolyn, already twitching in anticipation lifted her hips to allow Harriet to strip her.
Harriet scooted backwards on the bed before gently spreading Carolyn’s legs and positioning herself, supported by her elbows between them, she gazed at Carolyn’s pussy. It was hard to tell because of the thicket of curls that covered her mound, but it seemed to be higher and longer than either her own or Mac’s and the same curls hid Carolyn’s delicate folds from view, but the darkening of them down between her legs hinted at a succulent moisture already gathering. Harriet slithered back up Carolyn’s body, just letting her nipples graze the other woman’s skin, until she could lean in and kiss Carolyn again, once again letting their tongues swirl around each other, but this time she leaned to one side to allow her hand to slip down Carolyn’s body, letting her fingers wander through her pubic forest until a searching finger found the humid swamp between her legs.
Carolyn gasped, “Oh! Harriet!” as the younger woman pressed her exploring finger against Carolyn’s folds, which gave way before the intruder and Carolyn spasmed again, “Dear God…” she whispered.
Harriet found Carolyn’s cunt gripping her finger closely, “Oh, sweetie,” she murmured, “you’re tight… so tight…”
“It’s… been so… long…” Carolyn gasped and then as Harriet crooked her finger, looking for the magical spot, Carolyn spasmed again, locked her thighs around Harriet’s hand and let put a long moan, “Ohhhhhhhh!” as her eyes rolled back in her head, and her eyelids fluttered closed.
Harriet was astonished, she’s barely touch Carolyn and yet the woman had just cum for the second time in minutes. Again she found herself smoothing Carolyn’ hair away from her face and planting little kisses all over it. After a few moments Carolyn had recovered enough so that she opened her eyes and gazed up it to Harriet’s then reached up with a hand, drawing Harriet’s face dwn to her and kissed her open mouthed, and as Harriet opened her lips Carolyn sucked first on the blonde’s bottom lip and then drew Harriet’s tongue into her own mouth.
The kiss, to Harriet seemed to last for ever, and was the first sign of Carolyn taking the initiative, and for some reason this turned Harriet on even further than she had been and she distinctly felt her juices wetting the crotch of the shorts she still wore.
Harriet wriggled out of the shorts and then reluctantly breaking the kiss, she sat up and tore the t-shirt off her upper body to the accompaniment of Carolyn’s sigh of appreciation as her tits bounced free, their pink nipples already erect.
Harriet smiled at the wanting expression on Carolyn’s face and lay down beside her, kissing her again and delighting in the taste of Carolyn’s mouth before kissing down the side of her neck, sucking gently on the pulse point, but careful not to leave a mark, before she kissed her way don her body, and despite the temptation limiting each nipple to a single flick of her tongue as she passed, eliciting a gasp from Carolyn, “Ohhhh… Harriet… So good…”
Once again Harriet kissed her way down Carolyn’s body, bypassing the pierced navel and with the point of her tongue, skirting the curly thatch that covered Carolyn’s mound an d down to the exquisitely soft skin on the inside of her thighs. The soft little kisses, so near and yet so far from her now-needy centre caused Carolyn to flinch and reach blindly with a hand to tangle it in Harriet’s hair.
Harriet grinned and raised her head, “Just a little longer, Carolyn, just wait a moment longer…”
“Ohhhh… I need you… I want your fingers in me… again…” Carolyn’s voice wasn’t quite a whine, almost but not quite.
Harriet smiled and probed forward with a finger, noting how the other woman jumped as she stroked up and down her pussy lips, careful at this stage not to touch the clitoris, and then pressed forward, once again seeking and gaining entry into the hot wet depths of Carolyn’s aching pussy. For a few minutes Harriet worked her finger in and out to the accompaniment of a string of moans, gasps and yelps, and then slid a second finger inside to join the first, crooking them so that they grazed Carolyn’s G spot.
Carolyn seemed to go berserk; her legs splayed wide apart, she thrashed like a newly landed fish, her hands bunching the sheets beneath her and her whole body arching clear of the bed and her head rolling violently from side to side and her eyes squeezed shut as wave after wave of intnse pleasure raced through her, almost overwhelming her with their intensity, and inundating Harriet’s hand with her juices.
The sight of such an intense climax was almost too much for Harriet; she had rarely been so excited and in her urgency lost any inclination to be merciful, to give Carolyn the chance to recover. She wanted those fresh juices on her tongue, and right now, wanting was all the justification she need. Plunging forward she parted Carolyn’s pussy lips with her thumbs, opening her so that she could see right inside the older woman’s cunt, and then mashed her face into the hot wetness, her tongue avidly lapping and slurping every drop that she could reach, her nose nudging the tiny bundle of nerves that was already protruding from under its hood.
Carolyn could stand now more, but capable only of inarticulate whimpers, moans and squeaks, she reach down a hand, trying to restrain Harriet’s activities, but the little blonde was too near her on climax to take heed, and under the lash of her tongue, Carolyn rose again to a climax, but less violent than the previous one as her energy levels were depleted, but still bathing Harriet’s face in her delicious liquor.
As Carolyn went limp, Harriet recognised with a moue of disappointment that the other woman was for the moment incapable of more, and she slithered up the bed, realising as she did so that Carolyn was sobbing, her tears streaking he face. Conscience-stricken, Harriet slipped her arms around her new lover, pulling her head down against her soft breast and rocking her gently, murmuring soothing words.
Much as Harriet had done in Mac’s arms, Carolyn shook her head, and looking up into Harriet’s eyes, denied her tears, “I’m not sorry Harriet, and you didn’t hurt me. These are happy tears, I think. I don’t know why, I just need to cry a little, I’m fine now!”
“Oh, I’m so glad sweetie,” Harriet breathed with heartfelt relief and kissed Carolyn gently, letting their tongues play lazily with each other for a few moments, until Carolyn broke the kiss, “You taste different and your face is all sticky!” she protested, “what is…” and then as realisation burst on her she reddened.
Harriet giggled, “It’s you sweetie, all you… you can taste and feel yourself on me…” she sobered, “Does that turn you off?” she asked anxiously.
Carolyn shook her head, “No… no it doesn’t, but I’ve never…”
“You’ve never tasted your own juices?” Harriet asked incredulously.
Carolyn shook her head, and then embarrassed, his her face against Harriet’s breast.
“Oh, sweetie, don’t worry about it, there’s got to be a first time for everything… if it doesn’t turn you off, why don’t you just try a dab of it on your tongue… see if you like it…
“How…?” Carolyn began.
“Just kiss me here,” Harriet replied, gently tapping her cheek with a slim finger, “and just give a little dab of your tongue as you do…”
Carolyn, hesitantly at first, followed Harriet’s instructions and gingerly using just the tip of her tongue, licked at a small area of her face and found the taste of her own juices, to be both sweet and salty, and less acrid than male sperm and started to lap it up with growing eagerness.
Just the feel of Carolyn’s tongue on her face stimulated Harriet’s juices and she squirmed slightly trying to bring her mound into contact with Carolyn’s thigh. Her movement interrupted Carolyn as she neared completing licking her juices of Harriet’s face, “Are you OK? I mean this isn’t uncomfortable… or anything…” she asked in concern.
“No… nothing wrong,” breathed Harriet, “I just want… I want you… I want your fingers, your tongue… inside me!”
“Oh…” Carolyn stared at Harriet, “I don’t know… I’ve never… I might not be any good…”
“Just do what I did, and listen to me, and you’ll be fine… unless you don’t want to…?”
“That’s just it… I don’t know… I mean, you were so fucking good, and so sweet, but like I said I’ve never done this before and I don’t know if I can…”
“H’mm…” Harriet nibbled a finger, “Well, why don’t we give it a try, and if you really hate it we can stop…”
“But that’s not fair to you…” Carolyn dithered.
“Not a problem. If we have to stop, I’ve got BOB in the nightstand… you could help me with that couldn’t you?”
“Yes… yes, I could do that!” Carolyn agreed.
“OK…” sighed Harriet as she rolled onto her back, and spread her legs, “I’m ready for your close up, Miss Imes!”
Carolyn giggled at Harriet’s deliberate mangling of the classic quotation, and dropped a gentle smiling kiss on the blonde’s lips, before sliding her tongue down to the pulse point on her neck and gently wetting it with her tongue before blowing a stream of cool air over the wet patch. Harriet’s nipples, already semi-erect, sprang into full life as a rash of goose-bumps appeared over her skin.
Carolyn instinctively moved her hands to caress Harriet, warming her skin by gently rubbing her hands over the sensation-roughened flesh, but pausing at Harriet’s breasts to gently take each nipple in turn into her mouth, sucking gently, and licking it with a flattened tongue.
Harriet moaned, “Oh… God… that is sooo good, Carolyn…”
Encouraged by Harriet’s words, Carolyn brought her hand to the vacant nipple and gently squeezed it, causing an electric-like jolt to race straight from nipple to Harriet’s clit, and provoking a long “Ohhhhh!” of satisfaction from her.
Carolyn looked a little surprised as Harriet’s legs spread even further apart and her knees bent slightly, and unsure of she had done, she abandoned Harriet’s nipples that were now so swollen she feared they might burst, and trailed her tongue down Harriet’s body, dipping the tip[ of it into her navel and swirling it around, inducing a further moan and shiver from Harriet. Carolyn smiled as she began to realise how much power she had right at this moment and continued her journey of discovery, gasping with delighted surprise as she discovered Harriet’s hairless, fleshy mound and let her tongue trail over it, but deliberately avoiding Harriet’s cleft in favour of giving it a close visual inspection. This was the first cunt, other than her own viewed awkwardly in a mirror, that Carolyn had ever looked at. She had, of course seen other women in the showers at various times in her college and naval career, but this was the first cunt she had looked at, especially in close up.
Harriet’s plump mound was bisected vertically by a single crease, with no visible sign of the luscious folds hidden within, but a gleam of liquid coating the seams of the cleft hinted, even promised at the warm wet delights that were so far locked away from her eager eyes.
Harriet writhed in an agony of impatience, her hands clutching her tits and tweaking her nipples, as she waited for Carolyn to decide to take the plunge, or call for BOB,
Then just when she was on the verge of giving up, she felt a tentative touch, the merest feather light touch of a hesitant finger on the seam of her cleft.
“Yesss!” she moaned, “That’s it, now… press gently…”
Carolyn licked her lips and nodded, then realising that Harriet couldn’t see her head, she tried to say ‘yes’ but all that escaped her lips was a strangled croak, that made Harriet giggle. Reddening in embarrassment, Carolyn pressed against Harriet’s entrance and caught her breath as her finger penetrated into the slick, wet silky smoothness. Harriet moaned softly as Carolyn partly withdrew her finger and then slid it forward again. Harriet bit her lip, “A bit deeper, a nit higher… yes! That’s it… no… more to the right…Ahhhh, yes… Now just in and out, in and out, in and out…”
Carolyn followed Harriet’s rhythm and was rewarded by an increase in the heat and moisture that surrounded her finger, and wondered at the tightness of Harriet’s cunt as it closed around the intruder. How, she wondered was Harriet’s cunt so tight, especially after regular sessions with Bud… and now with Harm, a jealous fragment of her mind reminded her, and especially after having given birth.
“Another finger, please!” Harriet begged as the sensations in her body rose, “More!”
“Harriet, you’re so tight… I don’t think you can…”
“Yes! I can! I can take Bud’s cock, I can take your fingers!”
Carolyn gave a mental shrug and on her next forward stroke, she worked her second finger into Harriet’s depths which gave way and then closed around both fingers.
“Oh… fuck! Yes! that’s it!” Harriet whimpered as she started to buck her hips up against Carolyn’s hand, “Faster, Carolyn, faster, harder! In! Out! In Out! Yes! That’s it; now crook your fingers upwards! Oh! Yes! That is so it! Oh fuck! Fuck me with your fingers! Harder, faster! Christ!
Harriett panted and moaned as she came ever closer to her release, but she needed a little more stimulation to get there. “Carolyn, your fingers! Stick them in my ass!”
Carolyn blanched a little at that, but Harriet was now in no mood to brook delay; she reached down behind her and grabbed Carolyn wrist, dragging the other woman’s hand beneath her butt, “Now! Stick your fingers in me and finger fuck my ass!” she commanded
Carolyn pressed nervously against Harriet’s asshole but failed to make an entrance; Harriet almost screamed in frustration and bore down on the fingers. Then Carolyn’s fingers pressed again pushing through the ring of muscle and Harriet nearly screamed aloud only remembered behaviour patterns stopping her from waking AJ.
“Your mouth! Your mouth on my cunt!” she gasped, “Please! Tongue-fuck my cunt, lick my clit! Anything… just eat me!”
Harriet’s rising excitement spurred Carolyn on to take the final plunge and she ground her face into Harriet’s crotch, he tongue forcing an entrance into Harriet’s cleft, tasting for the first timer another woman’s juices. Carolyn licked her way around the vault of Harriet’s cunt, feeling the ridges just inside the entrance and wondering at the slick, silky feel and the sweet and salt taste, just different enough from here own juices to be recognisable, while her fingers, unconsciously gently continued to plunder Harriet’s asshole, her enjoyment of Harriet’s juices was curtailed as the little blonde started to thrash wildly on the bed. Carolyn brought a forearm up to press against the tope of Harriet’s mound in an effort to hold her still, as her tongue lashed Harriet’s pussy and as the blonde’s gyrations moved her pussy around relative to Carolyn’s mouth, so at last the older woman’s tongue came in contact with Harriet’s clit.
“Yes! That’s it! Right there!” Harriet hissed and then as Carolyn’s lips clamped over the tiny bundle of nerves and her tongue stabbed at it, Harriet surrendered herself to the climax that washed over her, “Oh Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m coming! Oh fuck! Christ Jesus! I’m coooomiiing!”
Carolyn watched in wonder as wave after wave of tremors shook Harriet’s body as her arms and legs flopped helplessly against the sheets, and she gently slid her fingers out of Harriet’s ass, and crawled up the bed to cradle Harriet’s head to her breast, much as Harriet had done for her earlier.
She waited for Harriet to show some signs of awareness before she said anything and momentarily closed her eyes, reliving what she had done, and how she could possibly have done it better. Opening her eyes she found Harriet gazing up at her.
“Thank you, Carolyn,” she said softly, “That was outstanding…”
“I’m sorry I was so clumsy, Harriet. I’ll be better next time…”
“You were fine Carolyn, better than fine, but…is there going to be a next time?” Harriet teased her.
“Oh, I fucking hope so!” Carolyn replied.
Harriet kissed her gently and then reached out to switch off the lamp on the nightstand, “In that case, there will be!” she said firmly as she put her arms around the other woman.
They lay in silence for a few moments and then Carolyn broke the quiet with a giggle.
“Something funny?” Harriet asked softly.
“Yeah, you,” Carolyn replied, “‘Stay the night, get some sleep,’” she quoted Harriet’s own words of invitation to her and giggled again.
Harriet thought back to her initial invitation and joined Carolyn’s giggle with her own
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