1. Who Loses, Wins


    Date: 3/1/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: LaChatte, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    her body. Immediately, I was met by the sublime musk of her perfume, so familiar and yet, always so new and utterly intoxicating. Her fleshy vulva at eye level, I could see her desire welling up from deep inside her body, her lips swollen and pouting, the little birdie peeping out from its nest. God, I so wanted her, all of her right there, right now! A moment of pure anticipation, matched only by the state of my own pussy and the dull ache thudding in my heavy breasts. Celine grabbed at my head with both hands, desperate to push my mouth against her throbbing slit. God, but she tasted good: virginal and slutty, sweet and salty. Whoever wrote it, really knew pussy: ‘sugar and spice and all things nice’ little girls really are made of it! I made my tongue mini-cock hard and delved between her soaking lips, exploring as far as I could, lapping every last drop of her precious nectar, and making the little circles that every woman craves but never seems to ask for. A huge sigh of satisfaction escaped from Celine as she ground her hips against my face, pushing my tongue ever further into her now gaping hole. I found her sweet clitty; swollen, stiff, proud and rubbed lightly over it with my thumb. A teasing motion which underlined her impatience, bringing a throaty moan from her as her pussy muscles started tensing. Her hand found my own hunger. “You’re ssoooo wet,” as if she were shocked by it. “Get further on the bed, eat me, god, eat me and let me drink all of you”. She split ...
    my labia, and I could feel her hot breath approaching me. She ate, ate as if she hadn’t eaten in days. I bucked and moaned loudly as her tongue infiltrated my womanhood, pushing my lips widely apart and diving into the pool in-between. She has a magically talented tongue, Celine. She can do things with it that, frankly, should be banned! Good things, magical things… my clitty has never known such raw pleasure at the hands (mouths) of others, male or female. In two seconds flat, I exploded in a fountain of pure joy. You know the one, shaking, spasmic, trembling, tense, liquid cums: they start somewhere near your belly-button and spread radially out until they even cover the bed beneath you. I collapsed on her, temporarily spent. She rolled me on to the bed. “OOoh, so good but too quick! I wanted that to last for hours darling” she complained. I think I may have managed a guttural groan or something but spiritually, I wasn’t even in the room at the time. “Your pussy is too sensitive, so that one doesn’t count for our little game. We’ve got to start again but this time, I want to fill you right up with a big thick vibro! You up for it?” What sort of a question was that? I could barely remember my name right then! Still, I’m a greedy slut and never knowingly refuse a free orgasm! I leant over Celine and grabbed one of her delicious little boobies in my mouth. Such soft skin! I sucked at it, nibbling her cute bud, trapping it gently between my front teeth and pulling backwards. A ...