Maureen Does Ellen

“But I don’t have any nightclothes!” Ellen stammered. “Follow me!” I got up from the sofa, pulled up my wet panties and took Ellen by the hand. Still really aroused, my pussy throbbed as the fabric of my panties rubbed against it as I led Ellen to my bedroom.

Ellen walked over to the bed and turned to me. I came over to her and unzipped her skirt. She slipped her fingers into the waistband and wriggled the skirt to the floor. Then she began to do the same with her panties. “No, let me do that” I whispered as I took her in my arms and lightly began kissing her neck. My hands could not resist exploring her body, teasing her nipples and gently caressing her back. I leaned her back onto the bed, pulling her to the edge so that I could easily access her sex.

I knelt before Ellen and gazed up at her. She was up on her elbows looking down at me. “Is this okay?” I asked. She ran her tongue around her lips and gently nodded. “I’ve been waiting for this since the day I first laid eyes on you.”

I spread Ellen’s legs and got my first glimpse of her pussy. Her grey panties had formed a distinct cameltoe with the fabric deep between her lips. A large wet stain had grown around her entire crotch. “God, Ellen your panties are soaked!” As I leaned in, the sweet smell of her sex was intoxicating. I pressed a finger between her lips, pushing her panty fabric deeper. A puddle of Ellen’s juice seeped through the fabric. I leaned in and put my mouth over the puddle of juice and sucked on her slit. A soft moan let me know I shouldn’t stop. I pulled my mouth away and pressed my finger into her slit again, more juice seeped through her panties. I leaned in and sucked again on her slit and Ellen’s hips rose to meet me. I pulled away and looked up at Ellen. Her eyes were closed, her hands were pulling at her small dark nipples as she softly gasped for breath.

My mouth returned to her pussy. As I pushed my finger inside her, I sucked her panties, drawing her clit into my mouth. I let it run between my teeth letting her panty fabric provide the friction to excite her clit. I let her clit slide in and out of my mouth as her hips began to writhe in arousal.

I did not want to rush Ellen into orgasm, so I pulled away from her and took in her beauty. “Can I take your panties off?” A nod of assent. A finger pulled the center of Ellen’s panties down just enough to expose her pussy. I could hear my soft moan of desire. Ellen’s pussy lips were swollen with desire; her clit was hard and peeking out of its hood and juices ran down her slit. Strings of her come stretched as I pulled her panties a bit further. The gusset of her panties shone from a coating of her come. My chest was tight, and my clit throbbed against the seam of my panties.

Soft brown curls covered her mound. I leaned in and kissed her mound, my mouth dancing around her lips. I nibbled on her bush coming closer and closer to her pussy. Ellen’s eyes were closed and her hands tightly grasped my sheets. As I got closer, Ellen shifted her hips letting her clit find my mouth. I sucked it into my mouth against my teeth. I worked her clit in and out of my mouth as Ellen’s moans became stronger. I didn’t want her to come yet, so I pulled my mouth away and slipped her panties down her legs and off.

I spread her legs and wrapped my arms around her thighs so I could hold her legs apart. Her pussy opened like a flower; her inner lips parted and I watched as juices still seeped from her. My tongue found her clit and began to work over it in tiny circles. Ellen’s hips began to rise and fall again and her moans became more desperate. As her hips gyrated, I slipped a finger inside her and let her hips do the work. My mouth now locked onto her clit and I just kept sucking it, flicking it with my tongue as her hips fucked my finger. I could feel her juices running down my arm.

I could feel my juices soaking my panties and running down my thigh. I slipped a hand inside my panties and jammed two fingers inside. I didn’t want to come yet, so I just tried to hold my arousal at bay. I felt Ellen’s pussy walls begin to pulse and I knew she was close. I removed my finger and let my tongue slide inside as deep as I could. I let my finger find Ellen’s rosebud and began to tease it. Ellen’s hips were still writhing, so with just a bit of pressure my finger just broke her anal entry. And that was it. Ellen’s body lifted off the bed as her orgasm crashed over her. Her legs shook and her stomach rose and fell on the bed. And then she went still.

I moved her back up onto the bed, so she was lying down. I slid up to find her mouth and began lightly kissing her as she came down. One of her legs was between mine and I could feel her raising it to put pressure on my pussy. I could feel her trying to pull off my panties and I helped to work them off. Ellen pressed her leg against my pussy. I began to grind my hips, essentially humping her leg. “God, I can feel how wet you are; my leg is slick with your come.” I buried my head in her shoulders, sucking and kissing the base of her neck as I ground against her leg. “You want to come all over my leg?” Ellen whispered. “Yes” I hissed. She pressed harder against me, raising her leg higher and I could feel friction against my clit. I began making longer strokes up and down her leg. Then her knee began hitting my clit. And then I exploded. I bit hard into Ellen’s neck as I screamed through my orgasm. Wave after wave as I slid against Ellen’s leg. And then I went still. Soaked in perspiration, Ellen gently stroked my back as I came down.

I lifted my head to kiss her and looked at her shoulder. Where I was kissing and biting was a huge blue mark. “OMG, Ellen. I left a mark on your shoulder the size of a tennis ball!” Ellen looked at me and smiled “I really wanted a souvenir. I guess it will have to be turtlenecks for a while.” And she took me into her arms.