Chapter 5
When Shana Alexandro's hot mouth kissed Lori's cunt lips, the girl exploded with a wet come that had her groaning and writhing sensuously upon the bed like a cat creature, a seductive, inhuman succubus whose form was too magnificently erotic to possibly belong to a mere human being.
"You're coming already, darling," Shana said, sniffing the fluid which gleamed wetly on the precious young girl's hot fuckpie labes, that dribbled out and beaded on her thick pubic thatch.
"Oh, Shana ... eat my cunt ... "
Shana came forward, licked experimentally at the pulsing brown-pink labia, cleaning the spilled cuntsop up, savoring the taste of it. "You keep yourself clean. Boys will like that when they eat you out."
Lori pushed her hot crotch against the older girl's face, ground her steaming meat at Shana's mouth.
"Yes, yes. I'll eat your twat, precious."
"Ooohhhhhh ... " Lori gasped as Shana parted the labia with her tongue and teased into the burning channel of her quim, licked around at the swollen button of her clit, which was so large it was almost distended through the labia themselves.
Shana's hands grasped the girl's ass, raised it so that she might lick deeper into the come pie between the long, kicking legs.
The torture of Shana's mouth, of her teeth and lips and tongue and breath, was something more than joy and more than pain, a combination of both of them. She made Lori come three times beyond that first, premature spasm of her slippery cunt, and would not let her up until she had exhausted her. She nibbled the hard clit with teeth that were just on the edge of being too rough, sent her tripping on clit and vaginal orgasms coupled together like cars of a train. She licked deep, her entire face shoved into the dripping fulcrum, her cheeks and nose wet with cuntsop and her own spittle. She cooed to Lori, told her what a lovely, wonderful twat she had. She blew air into the girl's vagina, blew it full and tight so that Lori was coming from yet another type of sensation. She licked backwards from the hot cunt of the thirteen-year-old, licked at her asshole until Lori was gurgling excitedly, almost in time with the Jefferson Airplane which was playing on the stereo then. Shana worked a long finger into the girl's asshole, wriggled it back in that forbidden channel, driving Lori into undulating climaxes that swept over her with the regularity of wave after of wave of ocean water.
"Shana ... oh, lovely Shana ... "
The Jefferson Airplane ceased.
Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young began playing. "Wooden Ships" seemed the perfect song for cunt-licking, Lori thought. She floated on the softest, dreamiest cloud of marshmallow as Shana finished up with her, chewing and tonguing her into a final, even wilder, more thorough come that left her beautiful body shivering and weak.
Lori's mother stuffed her husband's cock into her cunt, slid down on it as he lay on his back, looking up at her big tits. He was bigger than usual tonight, a great pole of cock flesh that seemed to thrust to the top of her head. She felt that, if she opened her mouth, the bulbous cap of his dong would be visible at the back of her throat and that it would spit sperm into her mouth from the inside.
He reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezed them as she worked her cunt around and around on his enormous wang, gurgling with joy as she stripped his dick with the sweet folds of her practiced, slippery twat.
As he lay there, he closed his eyes.
For a moment he imagined this was Lori, his daughter ...
He thought of being in her pretty little furry hole ...
He almost blew a wad thinking of it.
Embarrassed, he opened his eyes and concentrated on his wife. She was a beautiful woman. And when she had come, he rolled over and drove his meat spike into her box with fury, until she was clawing his back and making strange, strangled cries of excitement, coming and coming.
He fucked spunk deep into her slot.
The gooey juice splashed into the opening of her womb, slimed the walls of her cunt, and drained the last spark of energy out of both of them ...
Lori tasted the first droplets of Shana's wonderful cunt liquids and rolled the fluid about on her tongue. It was not exactly pleasant, yet certainly not unpleasant either. And it was unquestionably erotic. It electrified her, made her hunger after more of it. She looked at the gaping wound of Shana's twat, at the pulsing red fuck fleshes beyond, and she shivered with anticipation. She rubbed her tits against the bigger girl's legs, let the hard nipples graze her soft flesh, then nuzzled the cunt before her with her nose. The musky smell of sop reminded her of Robbie's sperm, the salty, semi-sweet odor of it in the car, in the drive-in that night which seemed only yesterday and seemed, at the same moment, to have transpired a half a million years ago.
She found Shana's clit and licked it until the dark, Greek beauty was bucking and moaning softly, deep in her slender, brown throat. She ate the flush of sex juice that accompanied Shana's come, chewed the clit with her teeth. She licked deep into the hairy twat, then licked the girl's asshole as Shana had taught her, fingered it open, worked a thumb in there while her tongue returned to wipe into the undulating channel of the older girl's pulsing womanhood.
"You're ... very good ... " Shana encouraged her.
She smiled.
She stopped eating and rammed two fingers into Shana's pie, felt for the lump of her own thumb which was still rammed up Shana's asshole. She felt it, and when she worked ass-thumb and cunt-fingers together, the big girl came so thoroughly and at such length that she finally gave a muffled little yelp to announce the peak of her sexual excitement, and passed into a dead faint.
When she woke, some minutes later, Lori was still between her legs, eating her box with unrestrained enthusiasm, with long, stinging licks of her swift tongue.
Throughout the night, they matched mouth to mouth, mouth to cunt, and found the ecstasy of flesh on flesh ...