The Mocha Club... A Wife's Awakening

It took a few moments to refocus and when she did, Didi was holding the finger in front of her face, examining it closely. She turned it slowly back and forth before taking it seductively between her lips.

"I love the taste of married women..."

Fran watched open mouthed, still panting in arousal and need, as Didi slid the black finger from her sucking mouth.

A sneering smile touched the woman's pink lips as she blatantly slid her hand under Fran's skirt for a second time. She moved quickly, slipping two fingers this time inside the gasping woman with obscene ease.

Fran felt faint. Her head tilted a little. She had to lean back against the bar to prevent her weak knees from buckling underneath her. She whimpered again as she pushed her body forward, seeking more friction. Her hips bucked and she began to close her eyes...

"Look at me," Didi rasped, cupping her chin with her free hand.

Her fingers dug into Fran's jawbone, holding her pretty head steady. Her deep brown eyes held Fran's hazy gaze, watching her eyes cloud ever further as she pushed her fingers ever deeper. When they reached their limit she twisted both them slightly, grinning at the contorted expression on Fran's perspiring face.

Suddenly dropping her hand from Fran's face, she plucked the still burning joint from her fingers and took a large drag of pot. Leaning into her mouth, she opened her lips and twisted her fingers inside her again as she allowed the sweet smoke to pass from one to the other.

Fran moaned helplessly. She pushed her hips forward as the sexual need consumed her. Mouth wide open, she greedily accepted the smoke and felt herself begin to fly...

But then the fingers inside her were withdrawing once more. It was as if Didi knew exactly when she was teetering on the very edge but had no intention of granting her the relief she so desperately needed. Before she could whimper out her protest, the woman was feeding both juice covered black fingers between her lips.