I suggest reading parts 1 through 4, but it's not necessary.
I walked in after them, closing the sliding glass door. I heard laughing behind me. Both women were looking at the two queen beds: one perfectly made as it had been all day; the other, naked and exposed with everything on the floor except the mattress pad.
"My vote? Why mess up the nice one? We may want to sleep later."
Like a living alabaster statue, Jan turned to Gwen and pressed herself close. "May I undress you?"
Gwen's dark fingers laced into Jan's white hair, pulling her into a kiss. "Yes, Janice."
I sat back down in the desk chair without taking my eyes off the miracle happening in front of me. Still standing, Jan continued to kiss Gwen on the mouth, then her cheek and neck and shoulder; all while unbuttoning the front of the silk. Gwen's chest raised and lowered in deep, longing breaths. Jan opened the shirt and paused to admire the full, swelling breasts. Slightly lighter brown than the skin around them, they stood as a pert and proud testament to her youth and fitness. The areolae were dark and large, with black nipples jutting forward, demanding Jan's attention. She was happy to oblige.
Jan's tongue swirled around the nipple, teasing soft moans from Gwen's half-parted lips. Her fingers tightened in the white hair and Jan suddenly sucked hard. I could imagine that marvelous areola swelling inside my lover's mouth. She moved to the other breast, giving equal attention to both sides. The result was the immediate. Gwen tilted her face to the ceiling and groaned, "Oh yes, Janice. I felt that one all the way down."
The mention of Gwen's pussy seemed to shift Jan's attention. She quickly undid the front of her perfectly creased pants and slid them over the wide, round hips revealing bikini panties of black lace, giving way to black silk thigh-highs.
Jan gasped. Gwen sighed. My cock lurched.
Kneeling, Jan lifted the pants free of first one foot, then the other. Her eyes drifted closed as she leaned close, taking in the fragrance of Gwen's secrets. She slowly licked the front of the panties, then slipped her fingers under the lace waistband. She titled her head back to look up at the object of her attention.
"Please," was all Gwen said.
The waistband lifted away, but as Jan lowered the fabric, the crotch caught for a moment between chocolate-colored thighs. A gentle tug freed them as Jan looked up again, grinning. "A bit wet, are we?"
Gwen gave a tiny shrug as she spread a bit wider. "Your fault."
"Uh huh." Jan now slipped them off easily, revealing Gwen's shaved mons, and leaving the thigh-highs to show off her spectacular legs.
Jan tossed the panties to me. I took a deep breath of the soaked crotch before licking them. It was a struggle to not rub my desperate cock. But again, I didn't want to distract, and I was hoping for better things.
I lost sight of Jan's face as she pressed it into the perfectly smooth pussy. Her pale arms wrapped around the dark legs, pulling herself tighter against her sweet target.
"Oh, Janice, yes. Kiss my puss. Lick my cunt. You're making me so hot, darlin'!"
Jan slipped one hand under Gwen, letting her fingers explore inside the other woman's pink center. The scent of her arousal was strong and stimulating, even from my vantage point. Gwen was tugging her own nipples as her hips jerked at Jan's attention. Her cries were getting higher in pitch. I was certain she was rushing toward her orgasm when she pushed Jan's head away and took a quick step back.
"Stop."
With her face covered in pussy juice and spit, Jan looked up, hurt and confused.
"On the bed. Now! I want to taste your cunt while I cum."
