Jennifer's Bitch 2

Needy knelt submissively before Jen. She reached to the waistband of Jennifer’s shorts, not daring to touch the sleek thighs that burgeoned out of the abbreviated pantlegs. Finally, she had her fingers around the elastic. She pulled the shorts down, releasing Jen’s prick from its confinement. It sprung out into freedom, bobbing obscenely. It looked normal—at least normal for a porno—and it throbbed and twitched in front of Needy’s face, bone-hard with all the cum it was designed to deliver into her womb.

Another warning bell fluttered around in Needy’s overwrought brain, wondering if she could get pregnant from this and if she had a condom that could fit Jennifer, but it was quickly silenced by the overall pounding in Needy’s temples. If things got all Damian, she could always get an abortion. It was a sin, but surely it paled in comparison to being naked with a demon. 

Because as much as Needy was fighting the feeling, a wet heat coursed through her groin as she stared at Jen’s big cock. After she’d tugged Jennifer’s shorts off her feet, she couldn’t help but slide her hands back up Jennifer’s perfect legs—all the way up to the meaty base of the erection.

But more than the heated, swollen prick, Needy felt herself. All of her body was insistent, demanding to express its lust. Her pink nipples were stiff and the lips of her pussy were wet and she felt a heady, leaden mindset as she inhaled the musky aroma of Jen’s erection, which somehow seemed appropriately overpowering for Jennifer Check. 

“It hurts, Needy,” Jen pouted down at her, actually managing to pull at Needy’s heartstrings while she made the rest of her crave it. “Your little cocktease routine has given me blue balls. Kiss it and make it better?”

The bloated cockhead dripped a string of precum, viscous and crude, but it looked like the most beautiful thing in the world to Needy. She squeezed the prick hard and stuck her tongue out, licking all around the crimson glans of Jen’s cockhead, darting her tongue through the flowing precum.

Jen’s cock grew even larger, fresh precum pouring out like Needy had turned a faucet. Her mons ached singingly as she thirstily lapped up Jen’s precum, fresh from the tip of her cock.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Jen grimaced.

Teasingly, Needy flicked her tongue across Jen’s crown, able to see how much her wiggling tongue drove Jennifer wild.

“I said that’s enough!” Jennifer cried, grabbing Needy by the hair to pull her back. “I can’t stand it, Needs. I don’t want to come!”

Obeying, Needy pulled her face back from Jen’s throbbing cock. It was even stiffer than before, now, the engorged knob glistening with her saliva. Needy felt a thick strand of oozing precum running from the corner of her mouth. Almost in a trance, she licked it away, stunned at the strong taste as she gulped it down. 

She’d never tasted cock before—never gone down on Chip, certainly never swallowed cum. But even as she wondered if all of it was like how Jen tasted, she knew nothing could be as overpowering, as overwhelming as Jen's spunk.

Another warning bell trilled. This time Needy listened to it, like a moment of sobriety for a drunken woman. “You don’t wanna come?”

Jennifer shook her head. “Uh-uh, Needy. I’ve never given this baby a test drive. I don’t know how many bullets are in the chamber. So I’m not gonna take a shot until I know I’ve made you come. Get up on the bed. You have belonged to me too damn long for me not to know how your pussy tastes.”

Needy stood up, wobbling on her feet, too overcome to follow Jen’s orders. She still tasted Jen’s prick in her mouth. Warning bells were doing something, but they sounded like sleigh-bells at Christmas. Not exactly the Emergency Broadcast System. Her pussy kinda hurt, it wanted so bad. Why did Jennifer have to talk so filthy? She could almost handle it if Jen didn’t talk so filthy…

Jen stood up, seeming to tower over Needy, her cock swinging within an iota of Needy’s bare thigh. “What’s the matter, Needs? Want a potty break? Or—I know. You want to see the Full Monty before we get intimate. Skin against skin; all romance novel and shit.”

Jen reached down and peeled off her shirt. Her breasts were as perfect as ever, full and high, golden tan running over them like honey, all but the dusky nipples that stood up like gumdrops, begging to be tasted. 

Needy didn’t take a step, but she somehow managed to trip, crashing to the ground at Jennifer’s feet. Maybe her pussy clenched so hard that she lost her footing. Jennifer reached down to help her up, laughing at her too—the walking and chewing gum at the same time of Jen’s world.

“Don’t spaz out on me, Needs. I know you’re going to have a miniseries of orgasms, but try and wait until I actually touch you, huh? You wouldn’t want me to think you’re easy, would you?”

“I… no, I…”

“Relax, Needy. I’m just messing with you.” Jennifer ruffled her hair. “I know you’re a total ho for me. I mean, you’re about to spread for a ten-inch demonic dick. That’s not exactly non-whorish behavior, is it?”

“I… I… I…”

Needy had been trying to ask Jennifer how could she be so mean now that they were lovers, and why it was turning her on so much, but Jen beat her to the punch. She simply gave Needy a shove that dropped her on her back, spread-eagle on the bed.

“Slut,” Jen trilled as she came down over Needy’s naked body, settling over Needy’s spread thighs like some impossibly gorgeous gargoyle. 

She’d given Needy some erotic looks tonight, but nothing compared to how she looked at Needy’s cunt. Her tongue came out to lick her lips and it was long, forked and purple, not human. That only sped up the pulse of Needy’s throbbing cunt.

“Please fuck me!” Needy sobbed, lovelorn, aroused, scared but only that this would stop like some dream running into her alarm clock. “Please make me come!”

“Oh, Needs, I’m gonna do so much better than that.” Her head went down, down, down between Needy’s legs. Hot, humid breath bathed Needy’s mound. “I’m gonna make you my biyatch.”

Jennifer took Needy, left hand going to her crotch, middle finger entering her opening while the other fingers spread apart her labia, letting her mouth burrow into Needy’s glossy folds—her tongue penetrate inside of her in all its girthy, inhuman length. 

Her right hand went to her own groin, working her cock, slipping up and down the hardness Needy had given her. Torturing herself to a highly pitched passion, risking climax with every stroke, but it was the only proper homage to Needy’s taste, her pleasure, the tightness and heat that greeted her lapping tongue inside Needy’s gates.

Jennifer’s body shook with the desire to fuck Needy, to be inside her, but she sated herself with pumping her cock and eating Needy’s pussy, devouring the delicious juices it offered. Her hand traced up and down on her erection, getting as close as possible to the point of explosion without actually detonating. 

She loved the taste of Needy’s cunt, delighted at how wet it was. Her nose tickled at Needy’s swollen clit and damp pubic hair. Each new taste of Needy’s cream increased her need. Her prick jerked and jolted in her hand, wanting to feel the embrace of Needy’s pussy itself. Jen’s fingers flicked across the helmet and she felt a trickle of precum bubble between her fingers.

Then she felt something else, or rather, nothing else.

Jen wrenched her head up from Needy’s pussy. “Where the fuck’s your hymen?”

Needy came out of the haze of being eaten out like she was waking up from surgery. “Wha… what?”

“Your hymen, Needs. Where is it?”

Needy knew how Jen hated when she stammered, but she couldn’t help it. There was no complete sentence for that question. “We… Chip and I, we… you saw us.”

Jen’s face flushed red, her eyes flickering dangerous. “I thought you just let him fuck your thighs. You actually let him into your secret garden? You said you belonged to me.”

“I do!” Needy desperately interjected, feeling like she was trying to hold back a car that was starting to go downhill. “I do belong to you!”

“Damn right you do,” Jennifer husked. And suddenly, she had Needy flipped over onto her belly. “I really had my heart set on being your first, Needs, but since that’s not on the table, I guess I’m gonna have to take some other virgin hole. Know where I could find one of those?”

“Uh, I, uh, I’ve never gone down on Chip…”

“Who asked you?” Jennifer bodily picked Needy up, so fast she came up a few inches off the bed. Needy came down on her hands and knees, ass in the air. “Stay like that! You’re mine, Needy, and since you don’t seem to realize that, maybe having your asshole ruined will help you remember.”

“Ruh-ruined?”

“Uh-huh!” Jen chorused gleefully, before dropping her voice to a soothing register. “Not really, baby, you’ll be fine.” Her voice jumped again. “But from now on, whenever you sit down, you’re going to know your ass belongs to me.”

The phrase I’m fucking Two-Face flittered through Needy’s mind.

“Let’s seal it with a kiss,” Jennifer purred, her rage giving way to lust as she buried her nose between Needy’s cheeks, licking and sucking the crevice between them, lapping up the sweat that had collected on Needy’s body since Jen had seduced her—conquered her—whatever this was. 

Needy pushed her hips into the sky, letting Jennifer really get her face between her cheeks. Groaning and growling in a paroxysm of desire, Jen wrenched Needy’s buttocks opened and licked from the top of the cleft to the bottom. 

The excitement was too much for Needy. She moaned and whimpered into the bedspread embracing her face. Jen’s hot tongue slipped into her asshole. She’d never felt anything like it. Electric tingles filled her rectum, saturating her swollen cunt without touching it. She dug her nails into the covers, pulling and tugging at them until they ripped, but nothing stopped the rush of itchy, squirming desire that pulsed around the flicks of Jen’s tongue. 

Needy thrust her ass into Jen’s face, crushing her nose to the warm flesh, forcing the tongue deeper into her anus. Jen wiggled her tongue in all directions, licking Needy deep, probing out the sensitive spots that her cock would soon visit, although it didn’t seem like anything could be longer or thicker than the demon tongue claiming Needy’s hole.