Two Blondes update

Karen did what she knew Linda wanted. Her own hand slipped under Linda’s skirt, feeling the swollen cuntlips that had gone tragically untouched, but were wet and hot all the same. Maybe even hotter than how Karen felt. After all, Linda had almost gone without—in comparison. 

“Oh Karen,” Linda moaned, working her finger into Karen’s sex. “He just fucked you and you’re already so tight again…”

“You gonna take care of that?” Karen panted, her juices trickling down her thick thighs as Linda fingered her.

Karen returned the favor, pushing a finger into Linda’s pussy. They gazed into each other’s eyes as they touched each other, felt each other, knowing the juicy, sucking pull on their fingers was the same as what their lover was feeling. 

Karen tingled all the way down to her toenails. But it wasn’t enough. She needed more—to really get Linda off. She pulled her finger suddenly from Linda’s cunt, dropping down to her knees so Linda was no longer touching her either. 

“Hold up your skirt,” she demanded, her breath coming in hot drags. Linda did as she was told—not that it was anything she didn’t want to do—hitching up her skirt for Karen to plunge her face into her thighs. She licked in open appreciation of Linda’s flavor. “Mmm, Linda, you taste good—“ She spread the lips of Linda’s pussy, opening Linda up to reveal the streaks of white on her glossy pink folds. “And so does Clark. Mmmm…”

She glued her mouth to Linda’s slit, licking and sucking rhythmically, gulping down Clark’s cum in swallow after swallow. She wondered when it was that Clark had inundated her with his seed—Linda’s cunt was one of the few things he hadn’t come on in this last session. 

Maybe they did it so frequently—so voluminously—that Linda just permanently tasted of Clark’s semen. Karen hoped so. That would mean her own pussy had taken on Clark’s flavor, since she certainly indulged in Superman as often as Linda did, and she very much liked the idea of being marked by him in such a naughty, intimate way.

“Ohhh, Rao!” Linda closed her eyes, grinding her womanhood into Karen’s equally aggressive mouth. “Give me your tongue! Please! Shit, you make me need to come so bad—!”

Karen drove her tongue into Linda’s sex, making Linda explode with delight. Gasping, she rocked her hips against Karen’s mouth in a physical manifestation of the spasms throbbing through her womanhood.

“Eat me! Oh fuck! Suck me!”

Karen growled—kissing, licking, slurping, swallowing. “God, Linda, you hot little bitch… you tasty little slut!” As Linda’s pussy contracted and convulsed, Karen licked up everything it gave her, her tongue dancing with the spasms of Linda’s folds.

Linda moaned, eking out more pleasure by giving voice to it, feeding the overwhelming magnitude of her ecstasy back to Karen. Then, with a half-crazed laugh, she shoved Karen down onto her back hard enough to send raw earth spraying up into the air. The orgasmic spasms still hadn’t subsided and she wouldn’t give them the chance to. She mounted Karen’s face, holding her skirt out of the way as she crushed her dripping cunt into Karen’s mouth. 

“Take it!” Linda cried. “Take all of it!”

Even if Karen wasn’t used to taking orders from such a small, inexperienced slip of a girl, somehow she had no choice but to give in—to suck, to lick, to taste. Linda’s abundant arousal ran down Karen’s chin and neck. The warmth of Linda’s cunt broke over Karen’s face like steam from a smokestack, tempting her tongue to the rising heat at the center of it, to the depths of Linda’s pussy. Karen worked her tongue into those accepting folds, hearing Linda groan as her wiggling tongue went deeper and deeper. And her cunt still tasted of Clark.

All at once, Linda’s pussy clenched hard, the girl gasping and shaking. She keened with both need and satiation as she fed her convulsing pussy to Karen. Karen sucked on the lips of her pussy, drew her tongue along the trembling folds, and drank the tart juices that gushed from Linda’s madly contracting sex. They, at least, didn’t taste like Clark. They were sheer sweetness.

Karen accepted all that Linda gave her, the flow of orgasmic honey too delicious for her to let one drop get away. She felt herself getting hotter and hotter, but she didn’t know if Linda would be in any state to do something about it after this long, drawn-out climax.