Southern Nights

Southern Nights 11. – Under Maracolar

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The noise from the outboard engines continued ringing noisily in Linda’s ears as they suddenly went down to just a sloshy humming in response to Angela’s well-practiced navigations. They had been on full speed for a little more than an hour, enjoying the fresh afternoon breeze as the endless surfaces of deep blue from heaven and sea embraced them and swallowed them into a different world of unparalleled peace and beauty. Out here there seemed to be no clear boundary between heaven and ocean; the one floating over into the other in a kind of magic spell that sang a deep tone somewhere far back in Linda’s hopelessly romantic mind.

And the girl didn’t quite know if it was because of her delightfully depraved heart or not, but to her romance was thick in the air. Romance in the shape of two lovely ladies that were going to be her intimate and graceful lovers for the better part of the evening and night.

Angela sighed deeply with a content smile all over her beautiful face.

“This is perfect,” she exclaimed excitedly as she looked around the horizon. Some two miles away the rocky cliffs of Maracolar rose towards the sky, hovering almost threatening over them with its hidden forces of sleeping volcanic ferocity. To Linda it was almost a bit scary having it so close, even though it was actually not close at all. Just so much bigger than it looked from the home base back over the port of Alvarez. As usual it had a majestic cloud hanging like an arch around the craggy top, adding to the effect of overpowering immensity.

But her attention was soon drawn back to two other magnificent objects wincing about on the deck. Her two mistresses had shed their bikinis already right outside the old port barriers and had used the time to chat lustily and rub each other up with suntan lotion. Angela had even given little her a good rubdown on the way, and now they were a golden heap of soft, feminine bodyparts shining deliciously in the glowing sunshine, quickly fuelling the dull underflow of passion that had been lolling right under the surface all the way out. Linda was almost a little surprised she hadn’t been called for any kind of service yet. Not even after they were all rubbed down and hot and stiff-nippled and more than ready for some serious relaxation. Her body already tingled with desire as the two women went back and forth around her with swaying tits and wiggling buttocks, preparing things for a few more hours of lounging and tanning on the front deck.

She got breathless and almost felt ashamed of her blatant arousal when Mary climbed the steps up to the deck with a basket of refreshments, exposing the full glory of her incredibly broad and inviting behind as she went. The mighty globes wobbled delightfully with every movement, making the oily reflection sparkle like raining stars from the peachy skin. And the pussy lips stretched and slipped elastically against each other in an agile pout that practically screamed for some docile tongue attention.

“The locals say there’s a deep underwater trench down here. It’s supposed to be more than 6000 feet just a little bit further out,” Mary informed as she prepared a set of deck chairs around a huge cooling bag filled with refreshments. “I felt that just the knowledge of that adds to the awesome impression of the whole scenery out here.”

“It certainly does,” Angela responded with a quick glance over at the rocks. “That volcano looks like it might come alive and eat me skin and all any moment.”

Mary laughed. “I don’t think so, my dear. It’s been dead for some two or three thousand years or something.”

“I’m definitely glad to hear that,” Angela responded, pulling a can of beer out of the ice in the box and raising it towards the mountain with a short ‘cheers’.

“Imagine being able to look down into that trench. A house would be just like a small dot down at the bottom. And it’s practically right under us…”

Both ladies smiled devilish to underscore all sides of the enormity of the nature around them. Both of them wore heavy sunglasses that added to their almost dour image of stern, cool maturity.

When they looked serious for a moment in between their light, humorous chatting, it gave them a look of almost hostile authority that got Linda’s blood boiling crazily from rampant desire. So much that she had to use all of her self control to stay calm for things to come. Where was the perception of the weak female gender out here? Linda felt like in the company of titans! With people holding a strength and authority that made it an unmitigated honour to serve. An honour and an immense pleasure. More than anything she could ever imagine. If she would finally be called to do so, that is.

The one detail that made her understand that her call was finally imminent was the fact that Mary was in the process of preparing just two chairs at the upper deck. As Linda came up behind her with another pile of fresh towels to spread over them, she was again faced with the full glory of the broad butt as her mistress flipped out the last seat. She got so close she could even notice a pearly drop of sweet juice shining seductively on a fat pussy lip. For a moment it hung on to the delicious flap of seductive flesh, but then it slid down silkily, stretched, and fell soundlessly onto the white deck. Linda felt an instinctive urge to dive down to catch it on her tongue, and got so distracted she almost dropped her pile of towels.

She was brought back again by Angela’s laughter. The woman had turned to get some towels for her chair, and had captured the youngster staring completely hypnotized in between her friend’s mighty buttock.

“I think you’re just about ready to enjoy some real hot pussy, my dear,” she smiled, grabbing a few of the towels from the girl’s arms. “From the look in your eyes, I think we better get ready pretty right away. Remember your mistress hasn’t had her well-deserved pleasure for almost tree weeks!”

Linda shuddered as the meaning of the words sank into her sex-blurred mind. It was time. Finally! After all this agonizing waiting. Time to enjoy the fruits of her hard-endured patience.

And it was true what Angela had said. They hadn’t been together for real since the wonderful evening back home where she met Angela at the down town restaurant.

Mary had had to go on a long business trip for her company, and Angela had been smart enough – although it took a lot of self-discipline – to stay away until the day they had agreed to travel south. She had been quite busy on her own hand too, by the way. Just squeezing a fourteen-day’s leave into her busy schedule was something that cost her a lot of her energy and stubbornness – and even some of her hard-earned goodwill. So she was not going to waste it all by doing some stupid moves before it was all ‘cleared’ by her best and dearest friend in need.

Pleasure would come to those capable of waiting for the goodies. And this was no Cinderella- kind of waiting. Definitely not! The reward was imminent, and it was granted; just a matter of surviving through some few, endless days of sweet agony before they got there.

And when they finally came together to enter the plane that would take them to the long-awaited bliss of those warm and wonderful southern nights, there was a kind of unspoken consensus that they would try to refrain from all intimacy until time and conditions were perfect for a real deep and heavy dive into the divine world of passionate oral action. All to make it a sexual bliss beyond anything they could possibly imagine.

Mary never told her that she had rented the huge, white cruiser until after they arrived. They just got time to get to the hotel to unpack, shower and change before they went straight for the harbour. And still there were several hours of afternoon sun and heat to go as they cruised out into the vast, blue openness right outside the old port.

Now they were so far out even the recognizable profile of the ancient fortress could hardly be seen through the blue mist over the horizon.

As Mary finished arranging everything with the two chairs, she let herself slump heavily into the free one with a deep sigh. She sent a lazy smile over to Angela before she turned her attention to Linda. Her dark sunglasses left the girl without any eye contact as she got aware of the sudden focus on her.

“Linda dear, there’s still a bottle of champagne in the ice box under deck. Would you be a darling and go get it for us, please?”

“Of course, Mary!” Linda jumped to obey before the sentence was even complete. She needed just a minute or so to find the right box. When she came up, she stopped abruptly, and just couldn’t help staring in awe.

The two ladies had lowered the backs of their chairs, and were now lying almost fully stretched. It was a sight so alluring Linda felt her hand trembling and the pulse hammering in her neck. When she moved forward it was almost like in trance, putting the bottle into the ice bath with a completely shaky hand. Then – before she even knew what she was doing – she fell to her knees in front of them.

For a moment she felt this gnawing uncertain. What was expected of her now? She wasn’t supposed to take any initiative herself… or was she? A surge of something near desperation shot through her chest as she let her hungry eyes wander back and forth between the two golden bodies. Through the thick sunglasses she could feel their stare, and for a split second she felt an urge to jump to her feet and just run off. But she knew that was actually the last thing in the world she wanted to do right now!

Luckily a soft murmur from her beloved mistress brought things back in order.

“Linda dear, I think I’m ready for some loving attention… quite ready, actually.”

The two ladies looked at each other and giggled - almost like teenagers. Then Mary spread her gracious limbs to put her thighs up against the armrests, opening her wonderful body to the youngster’s glowing eyes.

“You remember we decided to wait until everything was nice and perfectly ready, so we could relax and just enjoy our time together fully and without any disturbances whatsoever? Well… I think everything is about nice and perfectly ready. Are you ready my dear?”

“Yes, Mary. Yes… I’m ready!” The girl’s voice was light as a bird’s song as she moved forward to crawl in between the welcoming legs.

“Angela, do you mind waiting a little longer yet? Me and Linda have got some things to pick up on that’s been long overdue. Very long…”

Angela smiled even broader as she raised a hand in a welcoming gesture.

“Be my guest, dear friend. Linda is after all your pride and work. And you deserve every minute of it!”

“Thank you, my dearest,” she sighed as she raised her hips lightly to meet the long anticipated contact with the incredible mouth.

Linda tried to maintain some kind of patience as she let her head move slowly forward to get to her reward. As the hips kept undulating lightly in feverish anticipation, she noticed how extremely most and swollen the outer pussy lips were. The entire body of her beloved mistress was so set for sexual stimulation that it practically overflowed with love juices!

Mary jumped lightly at the first touch of gentle fingertips to her skin. And as she felt the soft cheek brush its way up along her right thigh, she groaned almost gutturally, trigging another light giggle from the lady on the other chair.

Linda noticed it only vaguely as she felt her senses being overwhelmed by the wonderful smell of her mistress’ excitement. A moment later her lips reached their target, and she started planting small, adorable kisses over the full length of the swollen slit. Even before the lips had opened, juices of passions seeped out between them to moisten her lips and cheeks as she continued to show her unconditional worship and adoration. Then she gently opened her mouth and let the tongue work it’s way in between.

It was almost like a dam bursting, and she had to press her mouth over the opening to catch the flood as the juicy lips slipped apart around her invading tongue. She managed to keep her seal tight even though her mistress’ pubic bone jerked abruptly upwards at the first sense of real contact with the adoring mouth.

“Oooooh Linda… dear beautiful little girl… Ohhhhhh… it’s been so long… soooo long…”

Linda put her arms in a persistent grip around the trembling thighs, and pulled her mistress firmly against her as she set to work on the pulsing slit. She let her tongue slip teasingly through the soaking wetness of the full length of the slit, sensing and hearing how the treatment brought her beloved mistress into a shuddering rapture almost before they got started.

This was a heat and passion so intense they both knew the lady wouldn’t last more than just a few minutes. Angela definitely wouldn’t have to wait long to get her share of pleasure as the afternoon would turn into evening.

Linda tried to avoid even getting near the lady’s clit for the time being. She settled with a slow, rhythmical slide up and down, from the opening into the shuddering vagina and all the way up to the urethra as the pussy got more and more agitated against her face. Her lady’s body switched between trembling stiffly, and twitching erratically against her face as they started the climb up to an ecstasy Linda sensed would be the most intense they had ever experienced together. Even superseding the one they had as she had delivered her first perfectly trained service back in the hotel during their first stay.

Even though she had been hiding it well, Mary had felt a slight embarrassment in front of her friend during the day. Not because of her nakedness of course, that was something they had got quite used to. But because of this; the blatant arousal she knew she was going to display the very moment Linda would show her talented tongue up her pussy.

One thing was to enjoy it all in the privacy of her own flat, with only the two of them there. Having and audience – even when it was her very best friend – sitting ringside and watching every detail, was something entirely different. But she knew she would handle it reasonably well after all. Angela was in the same situation, and there wasn’t even the slightest sign of any kind of embarrassment on her part. That again was perfectly in line with her personality, obviously, so she hardly had any reason to be surprised. But it just underscored the fact of the matter, the way she saw it. Why should she be embarrassed when Angie wouldn’t be? When was she ever going to get over this silly childish ideas that kept haunting her far into her mature years?

A faint feeling of stubborn anger was totally subdued by a violent surge of shuddering passion as the tongue moved up close to the base of her clit and started flicking rhythmically back and forth in a way that made her body almost numb. The hormones raced through her veins with such ferocity it made her feel all weak and almost helpless. Her body trickled and twitched in ways that were almost a bit frightening in the way they made her feel out of control, and she had to grasp onto the bobbing head with both hands in order to get some kind of control of the situation. Still she knew that there was no way she could prolong this for any reasonable amount of time, the way she was now.

“Oh, dear Linda… please… just make me cum right away, will you? I can’t stand this much longer right now, and besides… Angie is waiting for her turn… oooohhhhhhh!!”

Linda took her by the word and let her tongue tip twirl around the excited clit nub in a swift and firm swerve. Actually she had been hoping that her mistress would be in for a quickie after all. She was very curious about the taste of Angela, and she knew there would be plenty of opportunities to enjoy the rich body of her beloved mistress on numerous occasions during the course of the evening.

The pubic bone started bouncing frantically against her nose, while the oil-glistening belly convulsed and shuddered in front of her heated vision. The delicious tits jumped in rhythm with her abdomen, wobbling wildly until the body suddenly stiffened and Mary squeezed her head back as the ecstasy hit her.

The juddering thighs smashed in around Linda’s head and the persistent grasp on her head transformed into a merciless tear in her brown hair as an overwhelming quantity of pussy juice flooded her mouth. The insane yell of ecstasy made Angela raise an arm in an instinctive move of self-protection as she followed the unfolding scene with a wildly mounting itch in her own groin.

Linda did her best to gulp down the gush of liquid as it flowed at her, but this time she stood no chance, no matter how well and enduring their training had ever been. All of a sudden she choked, and the next moment a jet of sticky, white cream shot out of her nose. Immediately tears filled her eyes, and the coughing reflexes made her sputter strands of pussy juice up along Mary’s belly. The outburst came in the middle of Mary’s orgasm, and her pussy continued its aimless bouncing against her lips as another couple of squirts splattered over the girl’s face. The woman groaned almost like in pain as the contact was broken, and instinctively increased the pull in the stained hair to get the mouth back in position.

Then she seemed to realize what kind of trouble her lover had, and she let go as she mobilized all her strength to tolerate the lack of stimulation throughout the last sweet shocks of her waning orgasm. Another lamenting groan escaped her as she practically forced her uneasy hips down on to the bench to get calmed down a bit.

Angela burst out laughing. ”Well well; that wasn’t very convincing, I must say.” She used her fingertips to wipe tears of laughter from her eyes. “I thought you said you’ve been training, didn’t you?”

Mary almost completely overheard her friend’s remarks, taking off her sunglasses and working herself up in a sitting position as she watched her little worshipper with concern written all over her face.

“Linda… I’m sorry. I – I didn’t… uh… it must be this long time… uh…”

Linda had found a towel, and buried her face in it as she continued coughing and gurgling in order to finally get some air. It took her some seconds to regain control, and then some more to stop her running tears before she could put it down and face her wonderful mistress with a meek, but brave smile.

“Sorry about that Mary” she gasped, putting a hand on her lover’s knee to indicate to her to relax.

Mary was on her way out of her chair to help pat her back or something, and only hesitantly sat back down again.

“You sure you’re okay? Should I get you something to drink?” Mary was still not convinced that the girl was completely well, and continued watching her with a motherly warmth in her eyes.

“Of course she’s fine.” Angela had stopped laughing and watched the two lovers with an amused smile. “Pussy juice never killed anybody, and you gave her quite a load, I can tell!”

With some more gasps to fully regain her breath, Linda came around to plunge into her role of devoted servant once again. “Oh Mary, I’m so terribly sorry,” she exclaimed as she folded the towel and started rubbing the sticky strands of cum off her mistress’ belly. Mary made an instinctive move to interfere, but then she stopped and let herself sink back again, trying to concentrate on enjoying the sensation of being cleaned up.

“I hope I didn’t destroy your pleasure entirely,” the girl sighed, a thick lump building in her throat as she let the towel slide caressingly over the perfectly rounded belly. Was it any good for you at all?”

Mary put up her most reassuring smile as she saw the girl’s lower lip tremble on the verge of crying. “Oh yes, Linda! Just relax. Rest assure it was a cum well worth all the waiting we’ve been through, I can tell you. I loved it, and as usual your tremendous efforts made me feel like the queen of queens, just the way you’re so incredibly good at!”

The girl sat back on her haunches with a reassured sigh. They just looked at each other for a moment without saying a word, only exchanging those invisible signals of love and compassion that tied them so closely together as lovers. All until a soft voice drifted through to them from the other chair.

“I hate to interrupt you dears,” Angela commented jokingly, trying her best to play the insulted and overseen one as she took a sip from her drink, “but I have to remind you that I’ll die in less than a minute from now if I have to stay like this any longer. Mary is not the only one in need of some loving care you know…”

The two women came around, and Linda threw a short gaze over at her lady to seek a final approval, although she knew the answer already.

“Off you go then, dear’” Mary smiled reassuringly, giving the young behind a friendly slap as the girl got to her feet and turned. “But don’t forget I’ll be needing you again shortly!”

“Of course Mary,” the girl smiled back over her shoulder as she crouched down at the other chair.

Angela was already getting prepared, lifting her legs up towards the armrests and spreading all of her glorious self to the girl’s view. A moment later they both squealed with joy as they connected in the beautiful and unadulterated act of eternal female love.

“Ooohhh…do it well, my darling girl, just the way you did it last time… the last, wonderful time…”

From Mary’s position she could see the girl’s naked butt wiggle in frenzy between the widely spread legs as she buried her face in deep to really get to the lady’s sensitive spots, her entire body living with her in the adamant effort to provide unparalleled pleasure.

She watched them in silence for a little while as warm thoughts of relaxed realisation drifted over her mind. It was also much clearer to her now, that thing she had sensed already the last days of their previous stay down her. The fact that her needs had mounted so drastically. If she would let their way of lovemaking continue like it did, she would grow completely dependent on the youngster’s devoted service - to such an extent that she would probably never be able to even contemplate living without it on a daily basis.

She watched breathlessly as the youngster’s jaws toiled on in a rhythmic movement, assisting the tireless tongue as it did its stupendous tricks deep inside Angela’s pulsing pussy. Every now and then the executive’s belly convulsed lightly or a thigh contracted spastically. Linda’s lips were glued like a high-pressure seal over the woman’s opening, devouring her source of pleasure with a predator-like hunger that made her squirm about on her chair under the intensity of the stimulation.

“Oooooh yeah,” Angela murmured with her deep, sexy voice as the sensations made her hormones dance flat tango throughout her system. “You’re doing great baby, juuuust great…”

Squirming indolently on her chair she put a hand on the girl’s head to adjust her stimulation efforts to an even better spot, moaning deeply as the tongue found its intricate way.

“Yeah, right there… riiiight there, baby… just keep it steady. Oooohhh…”

Angela was a much more extrovert personality than her friend, also in the way of expressing her enjoyment and pleasure. Her murmuring was just as much to herself as to the girl, a kind of substantiation of the heavenly sensations generated from the different tongue techniques expertly applied for her increased pleasure.

“Just go exactly like that… exactly on that spot… Oooooohhhhh… and I… I’ll be cumming in your mouth in a moment… ooooohhh… in just a moment…”

To Mary it seemed she slipped gradually into a world of her own, getting more and more oblivious to her surroundings. Her eyes got a look of hazy dizziness, still with a touch of some animal-like rapture about them, and her whole feature seemed to transform into one of a prowling cat hunting for the ultimate target. It was a transformation so striking and mesmerizing Mary could hardly believe her eyes, although all of it was probably just her imagination. But as the lady’s breathing got heavier, and her hips started squirming more and more intensely over the chair, the perception was even stronger, although it was somewhat dampened by the soft whispering of passion that kept urging her lover on to even higher efforts.

“Oh… Linda… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum… in a moment…”

Sweat had broken out all over the writhing bodies, mixing with the oily lotion to make their skin almost glisten and sparkle the reflections of the intense sunshine around them as Angela worked herself towards the peak.

“Oooooh Yesssss…!”

As her body started tightening and shuddering, she grasped the girl’s head with zealous hands to press the hard working mouth hard against her leaking opening. As the girl open wide to engulf all of her pussy with her hungry lips, there was a sharp shriek of pleasure as the orgasm hit with relentless force, making the body tighten and lift in a bow on the chair.

The audible testimony of her pupil’s priceless skills made Mary lean instinctively back in her chair, seriously worrying that they might awaken the sleeping volcano towering grimly in the background. The chair got a workout so strenuously it barely held together as the glistening bodies trashed all over it in the throw of blind ecstasy. Mary had had some mind-buggering orgasms herself, but her friend’s spastic delirium seemed to be way beyond anything she had even been close to. Still Linda hung on relentlessly, keeping her violently flickering tongue in perfect position to draw every last quark of orgasmic power from the bucking body as it started it’s slow decent into a state of deep and exhausted afterglow.

Linda licked her down with practiced ease, senseless joy written all over her face as she literarily drank down the fruits of her stupendous work with her still deeply buried mouth.

For a long while afterwards nothing could be heard but the heavy breathing of three happy women. Three women having had their first fulfilment of the day after a long and agonizing wait.

“Ooooh… I just can’t stand this heat…” Angela suddenly jumped to her feet, and before her friends even knew what was happening, she threw off her sunglasses and dove over the rail in a gracious arch, splashing into the water with perfectly aligned and straight legs like the most experienced competitive diver.

The two others had worked themselves up in surprise, and stood motionless for a moment, looking at each other with mouths agape. Then they smiled and turned towards the rail too. As Angela’s head emerged from the foamy green of her splash, the two lovers jumped in at each side of her.

“Aaaaah that was extremely refreshing,” Angela sighed as she bumped back down onto her deck chair with the towel over her shoulder. She used another one to brusquely dry her hair as she turned to face the tanning rays of the glowing sun.

“I’m afraid all of this just served to increase my appetite for some more tender care,” she smiled, looking over at Mary. “Do you mind if I borrow your little lover again, darling?”

“Not at all, dear,” her friend smiled back naughtily. She just came up with another pile of towels, covering the floor between the deck chairs to form a warm and dry playground for their planned activities.

“Linda dear, why don’t you get over and pleasure Angela as I finish this?” Mary asked coyly, putting her sunglasses back on her nose. Linda responded immediately, dropped the other pile of towels and proceeded to crawl towards her second mistress, who eagerly parted her legs.

In a few moments they were deeply involved in another heated coupling, sighing and groaning as the burning passion once again got the better of them.

Linda used her tongue with vigorous force, sensing Angela’s ardency, and eagerly complying with all her whims and sighs to maximise her pleasure.

It didn’t take long until she had her hands digging into her hair and guiding her bobbing head with almost brutal urgency. At first it was a bit difficult to follow, but then Linda found it much easier to be guided so persistently in her pleasuring efforts. The right spots were easily identified by the tightening grip in her hair or an increased shuddering in the thighs locked around her head. And as soon as she found them, she used all her skills to excel in her stimulation in order to drive her mistress towards another ultimate peak of pleasure.

Suddenly she was pulled away by a brutal tug in her hair.

“Linda… lay down on your back… quickly,” the woman gasped as she struggled to get out of the comfortable chair. “I want to sit on your face. Hurry!”

The pain had brought tears to her eyes, but Linda practically fell backwards until she was lying flat out in a pile of soft towels between the chairs. Before she even got around to wipe her eyes, Angela was squatting over her, sinking her dripping pussy down onto her face. Through blurred eyelashes Linda could see her face in a grimace of ardent desire between her wobbling tits above as the broad crotch came down on her.

“Come on, darling,” she urged. “Use your tongue. I want to come this way… I’ve been dreaming of it all my life. To cum in your mouth, like this. Do it…” she hissed more than talked as she lowered herself down onto Linda’s waiting mouth, sighing deeply and blissfully as the youngster glued her lips to her and started a fierce tonguing.

The intensity of their lovemaking quickly escalated out of control, and soon the lady bore her cunny down on the hard working mouth with relentless ferocity. Her knees sagged out wide, putting almost all the weight on the upturned face as she started trembling and shuddering to the intensity of the tireless stimulation. Linda held a firm grip over the bucking hips as she played out all her register of skills while carefully watching the jerks and convulsions in the rounded belly through the ruffled pubic bush mercilessly grinded down over her nose. From the other deck chair Mary breathlessly watched the broad butt of her friend gyrate over the young head, the juddering globes all but engulfing the hard working jaws as the girl strove to hang on with her pleasuring efforts. She could feel the itch in her own groin again, as though she had never had the almost all-consuming orgasm just a few minutes ago. The urgency of her friend’s passion was more than enough to once again fuel her own libido to fever pitch in no tome at all.

As Gloria’s movements grew ever more erratic, Linda seemed to be torn along with her into the wild madness of uninhibited sexual rage. The girl’s hands went from gripping the bucking hips hard in order to press the slippery pussy down on her mouth, to stimulating her own itching pussy, and then again up to caress the gold-tanned waist and thighs above, all as her legs sprawled and kicked restlessly in sheer submissive euphoria. At times it almost looked like she panicked and struggled to get some air as Gloria’s weight continued grinding down on her mouth, but then again her hands came up to her mistress’ hips to help squeeze her even harder down to maximise their fuming rapture far beyond the boundaries of sanity.

More and more the hard working jaws squeezed into the depths of the mighty crack between the wildly flexing buttocks until Gloria suddenly threw hear head back and screamed wildly as another explosion made her stiffen like a log. Mary could see the muscles along her back tighten as ropes before they were covered by the flying mane.

All weight came down on the youngster’s face with crushing force, and Linda tried to meet it by pressing her tongue as far as she could up into the spastic love tunnel. She could felt the orgasmic cramps milk it in shuddering pulses as a copious amount of pussy juice flowed along and down into her eagerly waiting mouth. As the grinding got so rough her entire skull started hurting, she mobilised all her strength to squeeze her head upwards to launce a final, violent attach on the pulsing clit with fierce tongue lashes. The belly bulging out in front of her vision convulsed in violent contractions and another ecstatic howl substantiated the raging success of her superhuman efforts.

As the violent eruption finally subsided, Gloria slipped powerlessly over to the side until she lay straight out on the towel-covered floor gasping possibly even harder for breath than the youngster who had served her with such total and unmitigated abandon. Linda remained on her back, arms straight out, lying almost like dead, with a euphoric expression on her smeared-up face.

Gloria was the first to lift her head and look over at the heaving girl.

“Phhiew, that was some ride. Did you enjoy it as much as I did?”

For a moment the girl lay like lame. Then she smiled and nodded with such gusto that Mary felt a flush of relief warm her cheeks. After Gloria blew her load, she had seriously feared that the crazed ride had been too much even for this seemingly unbreakable little slave doll of hers.

“Do you think you’re up to handling your own mistress? I think she’s more than ready for your services,” Gloria smiled, glancing coyly over at her friend. Mary suddenly discovered one hand having found its way between her legs to gently stimulate her itching twat, and instinctively removed it as the attention was turner her way. The sudden lack of stimulation was like a sting of furious sexual craving in her body, and she knew she had to have another cum just as intense and ravaging as that of her friend in need.

As she tried to find out which way she would want it, she was interrupted by Linda’s angel voice, still a bit hoarse from her heavy breathing.

“Mary… please… come…” she almost pleaded as she remained on her back with her arms stretched out to welcome her. That was enough to still her every doubt and she got out of her chair and knee-walked with swaying breasts over to her young lover.

As she lifted her leg to straddle the dark head the same way Gloria had done, her friend reached out to stop her by a gentle tug on her arm.

“Why don’t you try it the other way around? It would be really exciting to see that.”

Mary needed a second to understand what she meant, and when it sank it, so did the tongue of her young lover, masterfully slipping its very wet ways up to her bulging clit to make love to it with a few well-aimed lashes. This made it almost impossible to stop, and it was only her friend’s renewed request that made her strong enough to comply.

“Linda… uh… is it okay with you?” she stuttered, lifting herself off the ardent tongue with a strained groan.

“Mmmmm… yes… yes, Mary… please…” The answer was thick with the sticky pussy cream already coating her tongue.

“See?” her friend gleed, “make a real great show for me. She’ll love it!”

Mary tumbled around on trembling knees, trying her best not to nock her young lover senseless in the process. Finally in position, she somewhat apprehensively lowered herself towards the waiting mouth, only giving herself over as she felt the girl’s arms pulling her impatiently downwards with a persistent grip by the hips.

With an ‘mmmpppph’ the air was driven away from between them and the full length of juicy slit was plastered all over the girl’s mouth. Mary made an instinctive move to lift herself in order to relieve her sweet lover from the weight, only to be held back even more ardently by the girl’s grasping hands.

Then the tongue came snaking wetly in between the dripping folds of her inner labia, crushing all her barriers of self-control in a new rush of animal-like lust. As the twirling tip started stabbing gently around the clitoral shaft, she had to fight a monstrous urge to press herself with all her weight down on it.

“Oooohhhh Linda… I – I…” she whimpered as shudders of sheer joy ran through her body and made her nipples painfully stiff.

The girl’s face was completely engulfed by the deep cleft between her juicy buttocks, and her nose pressed firmly against the tight anal ring. As Linda felt the need to draw her breath, she pushed her head backwards, taking the delightful weight on her cheek and tongue, thus freeing her nose enough to fill her lungs before she dove in again. Her skilful stimulation made it a self-reproving exercise though, with the broad bottom pressing harder and harder down on the sweet face as she did her magic.

Mary’s body started trembling lightly as new rushes of almost perverse passion hit her like the wicked lashes of a stinging whip. As the girl’s tongue worked ferociously on her clit and vaginal entrance, she felt her entire abdomen get weak and flaccid, like it was melting off her body and onto the face on which it was resting so heavily. The nipples of her wildly juddering tits got so stiff they ached, and true to her new feeling of evil domination, she grabbed the girl’s hands from her hips and firmly put them to work on her tits. The fingers immediately sprang to action, sending another almost numbing spark of electricity down her spine, causing a cramp-like spasm in the pussy all but engulfing the beautiful face.

The ride got so intense even Angela started worrying that the girl would enjoy the sweetest of suffocations under the trembling buttocks of her dearest friend in need. So far Mary seemed to have been able to sport at least some kind of self control, but now she clearly lost her last inhibitions as a she started building for another titanic orgasm.

It became increasingly difficult to breath under the literarily heavy assault of mindless passion, but Linda went for it with a vigour possibly even stronger than that of her lover, more determined than ever to see it through to the last drop of orgiastic tremor. She kept up a rhythmic sweeping of the clitoral shaft and the urethra, as far as she could reach it in this new and strange position, feeling her lady’s excitement grow as the stimulation took inevitable effect.

Mary went through a long bout of wiggling back and forth, rubbing her slit mercilessly against the hard working mouth. Then, to Angela’s surprise, the motion gently relaxed and faded town to just a light bucking at the hip as her body tensed up more and more. Then she started shaking violently. Harder and harder it got, her back crouching and her teeth gritting as a melting glow grew and then exploded in a raging fire.

Suddenly she threw her head back and yelled out, her hair flowing in an elegant arch from her face over to her back as she surrendered to the untamed powers of nature. A violent squirt of pussy juice flooded the girl’s tonsils as she received the well-earned reward for her unparalleled efforts.

The flexing buttocks threatened to crush the dark head under their weight as the orgasm continued sending its glowing flashes of lighting throughout the trashing body. She humped the dark head with such mindless brutality that Linda was sure her skull would crush, and she used all her strength to meet the assault with a hard upward push that met the heavy hips with equal rage.

Squirt after squirt hit her tongue as the wild woman rode through the last stages of her violent outburst, and Linda was amazed how much delightful liquid she could feed her. She managed to gulp it down without coughing, and even found the strength and self control to rub her lip and nose over the clitoral groove to get the last tremors of ecstasy out of the magnificent explosion.

Finally Mary fell over to the side, limp as a ragged doll, totally drained of all her essences of life. She wanted to laugh in astonishment, but didn’t have the breath to do so. Instead she rolled over on her back and let her lungs work freely to get her war-torn body back in control.

Linda remained on her back, lying like hypnotized, with perfect ecstasy written all over her face. Her eyes were dim and a thick strand of milky cum seeped from the corner of her mouth and down her glistening cheek. Once again Mary got worried about the condition of her little pet, reaching over to check on her with a shaky hand.

“Linda dear, talk to me. Are you okay?”

The girl seemed to surface from a long, dream-like flow through an ocean of blissful joy.

“Mary…” she responded with a firm and self-confident voice that almost surprised her affected partner, “remember I told you that I wanted to try everything. Absolutely everything.” She used the back of her hand to wipe her mouth of some of the running pussy juices as her eyes again grew dim and faced the blue sky. “You have no idea what a fantastic experience this is to me. I’m having the best time of my life.” Her eyes almost overflowed from emotions once again. “The best time in my life! I never thought I could experience such joy as right now with you and Angela. Never.” She looked straight into her eyes as she repeated with gusto.

Mary smiled and shook her head in amazement - almost disbelieve – over her pet’s openheartedness, immediately accompanied by that typical light titter over from Angela’s side.

Linda boldly turned her head and repeated “Really… never,” a new kind of confidence shining out of her dim-witted eyes.

 

To be continued…