Partner In Crime 2

Felicia ignored Cindy’s feeble confusion—she knew it would resolve into pleasure before too much longer, if it hadn’t already. She let Cindy’s throbbing nipple out of her mouth and moved over, capturing the tip of Cindy’s other full, gorgeous breast in her lips. The pads of her fingers ran over Cindy’s cute little white panties, seeking out the elastic waistband. She gave it a hesitant tug, knowing that if Silk was ever going to deny her, the time would be now, when Felicia was about to have all of her.

“It’s okay,” Felicia whispered affectionately into Cindy’s ear, killing the protest that Cindy couldn’t bring herself to make. “I know it feels good. Trust how good it feels. You don’t need a man to feel this good, little spider. You just need me.”

Confident that she wouldn’t be denied, Felicia ran her fingers underneath the waistband, through the almost intangible hairs of her thatch, and found the moist, heated opening waiting for her touch. Moving her hand all the way into the girl’s panties, Felicia ran her fingers over Cindy’s clit.

She rubbed it with each part of her hand and Cindy writhed as the feeling went on and on, never becoming something she could get used to, but always ascending to a higher plateau as Felicia pressed down harder and harder. Giving her more and more of what she needed.

“Ohhh! Felicia, Felicia!” Cindy gasped, bolts of sheer electricity coming out of her clit. She closed her eyes, lost in the alcohol and the fingers and the mouth that had hold of her tingling nipple.

Excited herself, Felicia slid off the bed, kneeling on the floor between Cindy’s legs. They dangled over the edge of the bed, toes not touching the ground. Pausing to show a little tenderness, Felicia peeled the panties away from Cindy’s sex, letting her absorb what was happening as her pussy was exposed to air. Then she was all determination, pulling the cotton panties down Cindy’s legs. Felicia took in the girl’s cunt, breathing its scent in deeply, staring hungrily at the aroused slit that beckoned to her so needfully.

“Just relax and let me take care of everything,” Felicia said soothingly, opening Cindy’s thighs with her hands. “It’s okay that I’m not a man. You don’t need a man. You need me and I’m giving me to you. Get ready to take me, Cindy. Here I am…”

Using her thumbs, Felicia spread the dewy lips of Cindy’s sex. She’d liked the sight of Cindy’s pussy before, but now she was enthralled to see into her—the aroused, engorged clitoris and the soft contractions of Cindy’s inner folds, begging to be touched. Her mouth watered. Felicia licked her lips, taking one last taste of her sweet chapstick before it was replaced for good by Cindy’s own particular flavor. 

“Don’t tease me,” Cindy moaned, her eyes trying to focus. She was staring up at the ceiling, gulping in air that jiggled her breasts madly. Then she felt Felicia’s tongue slithering into her, probing her hidden sensitivities, tasting her pleasure. 

Peter had never done this to her. The new feeling of having a mouth feasting hungrily on her womanhood went hand in hand with the newness of having a woman touch her, make love to her, bring her joy. It was all more exciting than Cindy had ever dreamed.

“Mmmmm,” Felicia hummed, moving her tongue deep into Cindy’s tightening warmth—curling it to taste even more of her flowing juices. Platinum hair flowed down her back and shoulders, billowing with her head’s motion as she lapped at Silk’s cunt.

The Black Cat was ravenous—gulping down all of Cindy’s nectar that she could. She whipped her tongue along Cindy’s fiery clit, smiling to herself when it resulted in even more of Cindy’s juices flowing out of her. She rubbed her face into Cindy’s open mons, basking in the liquid warmth that embraced her beautiful features. 

Then, hungry for more of that sweet taste, she wrapped her lips around Cindy’s tingling clit and nibbled on it. Cindy went wild, cooing and moaning like a bitch in heat, but Felicia didn’t let up. She rammed her middle finger into Cindy’s clenching sex, sliding it into Silk until her knuckles were against Cindy’s quivering petals.

“Lick me! Lick me!” Cindy wailed, her mind spinning away from rational thought, into levels of passion and desire she hadn’t known she could feel. Her legs trembled, kicking and spasming with the rampant pleasure from Felicia’s tongue. All of her lithe, supple flesh was controlled by how Felicia was satisfying her cunt.

Cindy’s need pushed Felicia into overdrive. She was already ravenous for the delicious taste between Cindy’s legs. Turning Cindy into a horny bitch too was the icing on the cake. 

She ran her tongue over Cindy’s labia, lapped at her swollen clit, not letting a single drop of her sumptuous cream escape her lips. The taste was far sweeter than she’d imagine. The only thing that could possibly be better was bringing Silk to orgasm, making her squirt all over Felicia’s face in a testimony to her skills. And besides that, the more she licked at the folds of Cindy’s cunt, the more she tasted of Cindy’s last lover.

Felicia paused to take several deep breaths, watching as Cindy’s cunt trembled without her, still barreling toward orgasm thanks to the aftershocks of all her licking. “I knew I didn’t make a mistake hiring you. I’ve always loved the taste of Peter’s cum and thanks to you, I can enjoy it whenever I want, no matter what side of the law I’m on. Mmmff—so good!”  Then she resumed her assault on Cindy’s womanhood, pumping two fingers into her newest lover with ever increasing speed, kissing at Cindy’s sleek inner thighs while enjoying the passionate gasps she was drawing out of the girl.

Reaching up with her free hand, Felicia took hold of one of Cindy’s supple breasts. She squeezed its firm contours, the harshly throbbing nipple pushing into the palm of her hand. Felicia made sure to rub it as she dug her fingers into the soft teat.

“Oh God—I can’t believe it—no, this can’t be—“ Cindy whimpered, the match that the Black Cat had lit now starting an inferno, a wildfire that spread through every inch of her, burning away all the drunken numbness to leave raw lust. “You’re gonna make me come!”

Felicia licked faster and faster at Cindy’s pulsing clit, determined to do just that. Cindy sounded worried—perhaps thinking that actually coming on Felicia’s tongue would do more to confirm her attraction to women, and her sluttiness, than how she had enjoyed herself up until now. 

Felicia didn’t care. She’d gotten into bed with Cindy; that meant the girl owed her a juicy orgasm. She pounded three fingers into Cindy’s sex, reaming it out as if masturbating Cindy, though the girl had never used this much force on herself. But Silk was quickly learning just how much she could take. She jerked and writhed under Felicia’s endlessly pleasuring mouth, her ecstasy only encouraging Felicia to satisfy her further.

“Gaaahhhh!” Cindy wailed, eyes open but unseeing, legs kicking out at the empty air behind Felicia. There was nothing for her senses to take in but what the Black Cat was doing to her.

“Yummm,” Felicia purred, licking happily at Cindy’s taint, drawing out Cindy’s pleasure while leaving her slit open as she ejaculated, the unbroken stream of feminine cream cascading over Felicia’s face.