Interview

Bonnie was nervous. She had never been on TV before, even if it was
just a local news show. She touched her sleek brown hair nervously and
tugged at her skirt, which was riding obscenely high on her thighs.
She knew she should have worn pants.

“Well that’s about it,” Liz, the reporter, said when they were
finished. The cameraman took the tape and left. Liz didn’t move. “I
enjoyed meeting you,” she said.

“Me too,” said Bonnie. Liz leaned forward again, exposing her small
tits. She was braless under her white silk shirt. She placed her hand
on Bonnie’s thigh.

“I’d like to get to know you better, if you have time,” she said, and
her hand slid up under Bonnie’s short skirt, teasing her skin through
her pantyhose.

Bonnie inhaled and before she knew it, Liz’s fingertips were stroking
her clit through her pantyhose and panties. She knew she was dripping,
but Liz’s smile confirmed her wetness.

“Stand up,” Liz said, standing herself. She shrugged out of her jacket
and shirt and pulled Bonnie’s sweater over her head. Bonnie stood in
confusion until Liz took her hands and cupped them around her firm
tits. Bonnie’s cunt grew even damper as she trailed her fingers over
Liz’s stiff nipples. Liz busied herself removing the rest of Bonnie’s
clothes and then her own as Bonnie explored the reporter’s soft tits.

Liz fell to her knees and nudged Bonnie’s thighs apart and then spread
her labia with her thumbs. Bonnie’s clit stuck out, pouting at her
from between the folds of her cunt. Liz flicked at it with the tip of
her tongue, smiling when Bonnie’s legs shook and she clutched at Liz’s
hair. “Do you like to have your clit sucked?” she asked.

A moan was Bonnie’s response. Liz smiled again and began to suck the
other woman’s clit, pulling at it with her lips and teeth. Bonnie
propped one foot on a chair, spreading her legs wide for Liz’s mouth.
As she nibbled Bonnie’s clit, Liz slid her fingers up and thrust them
into Bonnie’s wet snatch, provoking another moan and shiver from
Bonnie.

When her fingers were soaked with Bonnie’s juices, she spread her hand
wide and kept her middle finger in Bonnie’s cunt and slid her pinky
teasingly back to Bonnie’s asshole. As she licked Bonnie’s erect
clit, Liz carefully pushed her small, wet finger into the puckered
mouth of Bonnie’s ass.

“Yes,” Bonnie shrieked, coming before Liz knew what hit her. Her pussy
and ass squeezed Liz’s fingers, the motion of Liz’s hand in her asshole
driving her over the edge. Her clit throbbed against Liz’s tongue,
juices pouring down her hand as she wiggled her fingers, extending
Bonnie’s orgasm.

Bonnie collapsed on the floor as soon as Liz removed her fingers. “Not
yet,” Liz teased. “I want you to eat my pussy like I ate yours.” She
knelt over Bonnie’s face as she lay on the floor, her ass pressing
against Bonnie’s nose, her labia kissing Bonnie’s lips.

Though she had never eaten another woman’s cunt, Bonnie eagerly set to
the task, sucking the cream from Liz’s pussy, exploring the ripples and
ridges inside her twat with her tongue and fingers. She shoved two,
then three, then four fingers inside Liz and listened to the woman’s
howls of pleasure. Smiling, Bonnie continued her assault on Liz’s cunt.

Liz was bucking against Bonnie’s face and pinching her nipples as she
cried out in pleasure. Her slit dripped juices over Bonnie’s face, and
Bonnie was so aroused again she could have come in an instant.

As if reading her mind, Liz leaned forward and thrust her fingers into
Bonnie’s gaping snatch. The women fucked each other, Liz with her
fingers, Bonnie with her tongue, and they rode each other to another
orgasm.

Afterwards, their faces sticky with pussy cream, the women kissed and
caressed each other’s breasts. Bonnie sighed in pleasure. “I can’t
wait for my interview to air.”

“Maybe we should get together when it’s on. We can watch it, spend a
little time together.”

“I’d definitely enjoy that,” Bonnie said, and left the television
studio looking forward to their next encounter.