Jane Stays Over Night with Suz and they Play More Than A Netball Game An old friend and Mrs R realize old and hidden passions for each other, with an added ingredient while Mr R is away It had been great to see all the girls again, we said farewell in the car park, and all pledged to have another reunion, same time, same place next year – at the latest. Then there was just me and Jane left in the half-light as the summer sun sank below the horizon God, I’m stiff, she said with an amused smile. ‘Me too,’ I replied. ‘It doesn’t seem such a good idea now. ‘Never mind, this is our taxi now,’ said Jane. She was staying the night at my house, a short drive away. About ten minutes. Stiffness! We were talking about the Netball match earlier. The girls had reformed the old Netball team for a ‘friendly game against one of the teams we used to play…well when we were younger, in our twenties, and so somewhat fitter. It had been good fun, and a few glasses of wine had eased the aches, a little anyway. I hadn’t seen Jane in some years before today; yes, we spoke on the phone, but this was the first time I had seen her in the flesh for some time. Quite literally in the flesh. She had kept her figure very trim, and I hope she was maybe thinking the same about me. Naked in the shower after the Netball, I could feel Jane’s eyes on me; looking at my tits moving down to my pussy I felt shy and a little uneasy. But then again, times and attitudes had changed toward two people of the same sex having sex with each other. My mind drifted back to when the young men we knew back then, with their desperate, urgent stiff cocks, I remembered how far we had gone with some of them and giving in to one or two and told each other our secret tales. In the shower I had, I looked at her too, naked, her pussy fair and mine so dark. Her pale tits were sitting up all pert. I wondered if she wanted sex, but we then got dressed to go with the others for a few welcome glasses of bubbly. We arrived home, and to ease some of our muscle pains, we made an excuse to open a bottle of wine. It began relaxing us quite nicely, so we opened another bottle when that was all gone, we opened another bottle! It was after midnight when we made our way, in a rather wobbly fashion, up to bed. It was a clear night, one of those that turn rather chilly in the early hours. Jane pretended to have chattering teeth and announced, ‘I’m cold, I’ll sleep in your bed with you.’ What should I say? Nothing. I just smiled, and in a moment, we had both slipped into our nightdress and under the duvet to build some warmth Downstairs we had been talking about an early boyfriend of Jane’s; Steve was his name. I was pretty sure he was her first. He back then had wanted sex with her, and she said she could feel him huge and rock hard through his trousers when they kissed, which made her horny as hell for it. He still lived locally, and I had told him Jane would be visiting. I thought he would have popped round after we got back, just to ‘Hello’ with a glass of the vino with for old times’ sake. Still, maybe his loss would be my gain with Jane! ‘You didn’t finish telling me about Steve, did you…you know?’ ‘Never mind flippin’ Steve.’ And with that, Jane leant toward me and pecked me on my lips once, then again, but this time she lingered. Her lips were so soft and gentle her tongue parted my lips, then my mouth she was kissing slow, her mouth opens pressing against mine. My heart started to race what was happening ... I was responding ... kissing her back. That must have been a signal for her as I felt her hand brush over my tits through my nightdress; I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath. She stopped for a moment to ask me if I liked it. I did. I liked it very much. I wanted more. She touched again through my nightdress over my tits which I could feel stiffen as strange feelings of sexual excitement engulfed my body. Next, we were kneeling on the bed together; we kissed harder, Jane’s hand at my knee, lifting up my nightie making her way to my private parts; my heart was going crazy. I wanted to touch her tits wanted to see how they felt. I swallowed hard again and cupped my hand on her tit. It felt soft but firm; her nipples, too, were hard. Her hand was now so close to my pussy god; she really was going to finger me. Then she stopped.... only to lift my nightdress up and over my head, leaving me naked in front of her. I did the same to her, kneeling in front of each other naked. We embraced, kissing. I could feel her tits against mine and her mound rubbing against mine. She whispered to me to lie down. I obeyed. I lay naked on the bed; she crouched over me, her tits hanging down. Then I felt her lips on my tits, her tongue flicking my nipple, sucking my tit hard then biting. I started to moan; she felt so good, her hand running over my tummy getting closer to my pussy; she bites me harder. I felt wet on my thigh. Christ it was from her pussy dripping on me; she was excited too. Slowly she started to move down the bed, kissing my tummy down to my mound. I could hardly catch my breath. I could feel her tongue flicking over my clitty Fuck; it felt so, so terrific. Then she pushed my legs up and apart. I could see her looking at my trimmed pussy. Next, she ran her hands from my knees toward the top of my legs aahh yes, now her fingers were there. She parted my pussy lips and looked at me... she kept her eyes on me as she slipped just one finger inside ..... rubbing it in and out... I started to wriggle; it felt so good ... how could this feel so good...then two fingers I could feel my pussy so tight around her fingers. Then before I knew it, her face was buried between my legs, licking, fucking her tongue in my pussy, lapping up my sticky wet ....it felt fantastic. God, I wanted to lick her now, suck her tits stick my fingers in her .... make her moan the way she was making me moan. We were so carried away we didn’t hear the door open. Suddenly he was standing there – Steve. I had left the key under the mat in case, but…... We know he was standing there with a massive bulge in his trousers. He was as shocked or surprised, at least as we were. ’Jesus fucking fuck – ladies! Hello,, Good Evening and what the fucks going on here! Well, the answer to that was pretty bloody obvious! He walked over to kiss Jane, my sticky pussy mess was all over her face, and now it was all over his face too. ‘Jane, babe, ‘he panted. ‘Let Suz’ lick you. I want you to let her, and I think she wants to,’ Now Jane lay on the bed, parted her legs willingly, and he fingered her first. I watched. I couldn’t take my eyes off what he was doing; it looked so horny, and she was loving it. He gave me his finger to lick, then told me to lick her out. I bent down; I could smell her sexual excitement. God, I started to lick her; she was all soft, warm and wet smelling of sex. My tongue licked all over her pussy between her lips, deep as I could get over her clitty ...I eased two fingers up just as he had done and carried on licking. Her pussy was tight around my fingers; she was soaked inside, ripe for her first cock. I looked up to Steve was wanking his cock; it looked huge and stiff, just like on a porno film. He asked us if that was what we wanted. ‘Yes, ‘we said at the same time. Steve took his trousers off and lay on the bed next to Jane. I lay on the other side, both of us touching her tits. They felt so good I started to suckle on her taking her soft flesh in my mouth. I could hear her moaning feel her heart racing; she parted her legs wider than before. Lordy, she wanted him between her legs. She wanted to fuck him with me watching. Had she had him before? Now I wasn’t quite so sure now because now she was fucking gagging for him. He knelt between her parted legs; she had splayed them wide. My own pussy was throbbing like crazy. I was so aroused, his cock so hard I could see his knob glistening with precum; he rolled a rubber down his stiff shaft; he was ready, ready to stick it up her. The more excited I got, the harder I wanted to squeeze and suckle her nipples; I started to touch my pussy. I parted my legs so Steve could see I was now horny for cock I was too. He watched me rubbing; the tip of his cock was at her pussy lips. I was getting wetter and wetter, dripping as I watched him slid his rigid dick in her sopping pussy; slowly stretching it, she cried out as Steve went deeper. He was doing her, and I was watching her get done. Then, after five minutes or so, Steve out his rubber covered cock. It was soaked; she’d poured her pussy wet all over his cock. H turned her over to take her doggy and stuck it in again; he pumped her in and out; she just fucked loved it ... I squeezed her swinging tits harder ... she was such a hot horny bitch for his cock. It looked so good, and I loved seeing it disappear up her. Fuck love watching people fuck on film; this was even better than that. Then climbed off her nodded at me to lie back on the bed. God, My heart was thumping; I was shaking with massive sexual excitement. I straight away lay back; he knelt over me, his cock still dripping with wet from my friends pussy. He kissed me. I could feel his hard cock rubbing my mound. He could smell and taste his Jane’s wet on my lips. He held his cock in his hand wanking slow pointing it at my wet swollen pussy. He was going to fuck me now, have a second tight pussy grasping around his stiff excited manhood. I could feel the weight of him bearing down as he guided his cock in. Fuck he was a big boy, and so hard. I could feel my pussy stretch around this thick long dick cock. It hurt just a little as he went deeper and deeper, feeling it in my tummy, taking a new cock, the thrill of a new cock up me. I was being fucked good, a fine line between pleasure and pain; he was rodding me with pure lust. He swapped from one pussy to the other mixing our juices together. I wanted him again; it made me want it more, knowing he’d been in Jane’s hot pussy. He wanted to see us kiss and touch again. I wanted to lick her pussy after she’d been fucked. I climbed on top of her in a 69. I slipped two fingers inside her; she was still horny as hell we all were. None of us had cum to orgasm yet, but all of us right on the edge. He watched on unblinking as we licked each other in a frenzy of excitement, fingers working our pussy’s. He wanked harder and faster as we sat face to face, interlocking our legs. My pussy now touching hers, fuck rubbing our pussy lips and clitty against clitty – like scissors, fuck, fucking like scissors. He knelt closer, watching us moaning, all of us moaning together; her pussy felt so good against mine I could feel my orgasm building. I could feel the heat building as we rubbed harder and harder. He tugged on his cock faster and harder until he couldn’t hold it any longer, spurting his hot creamy cum over our cock-hungry pussies spunking over us as we brought each other off. Exhausted, Steve left and left us to cuddle for a while anyway! Then…