Raised By Wolves update

“Say that you’re a slut,” Kitty ordered, trying to sound imperious, but coming off a little more like a sorority girl daring her friend to do something naughty. “Call yourself a dirty whore and I’ll get you off.”

Laura felt a sting of humiliation burning in her as her lips parted, but along with it she felt a growing excitement, a feverish need to do as Kitty said. Her heart beat faster with every passing second. She felt her nipples hardening, swelling as she opened her mouth.

“I’m a dirty whore.”

Kitty motioned her over with her hand. “Come here. I want to play with my friend the dirty whore and her nice little tits.”

Laura moved to the edge of the bed, swinging her legs over the side, digging her fingers into the rim of the mattress. She closed her eyes as Kitty’s hands ran over her breasts, squeezing them with surprising tightness. Within seconds, her nipples had sprung to their fullest life, totally engorged as they pressed into the palms of Kitty’s hands. 

“I really like your tits,” Kitty said, speaking softly. “God, I wish mine were this big. At least we’ve got the same color nipples…”

Laura’s eyes opened and she looked down at her friend’s chest. It was true. Kitty’s nipples were large, a dark brown almost exactly like her own, like she was looking in a funhouse mirror that faithfully reflected the color while distorting everything else.

“Now touch mine too,” Kitty said. “You don’t have to be bashful, after all. It’s not like you’re a virgin. You’re a dirty whore, remember.”

Laura’s hands trembled. She reached out and cupped Kitty’s breasts, small, but firm and pliant. She enjoyed touching them—tiny electric shocks running through her fingers, all the way up her arms as she squeezed the nubile flesh, felt the nipples pulsing in excited stiffness. Her mouth felt dry. She swallowed desperately, trying to summon up saliva from anywhere.

“Kiss them,” Kitty teased, glowing with a smile for Laura. “Go down and kiss my tits. Make my nipples super hard for you to suck on—dirty girl.”

Laura hesitated, feeling suddenly that she was at the point of no return. Or at least that she had steadily been leaving behind her friendship with Kitty and now she was rapidly approaching something else, something adult, sexual, real. If she did this, she would always be a dirty whore—Kitty’s dirty girl—and she didn’t know if she’d ever be able to extricate herself from the arousal this forbidden fruit gave her. 

But the fact was that she didn’t want to stop. She wanted to let Kitty play with her for as long as she had the other girl’s attention. Her body tingled all over with a need so deep it was exciting, a need that she knew Kitty could satisfy. And if she let Kitty start doing that, if she whetted her appetite even a little, then she wouldn’t be able to stop until she was totally satiated.

“I think you really ought to do it, Laura. I know you want to,” Kitty said sing-song, petting Laura’s head, firmly pressing down on it, so that with each caress, Laura was lowered to her waiting breasts. “Suck them for me, Laura. Show me how good that dirty girl mouth is.”

Laura’s hands twitched restlessly, feeling out the breasts she held. Her eyes flew over the door and windows, checking if anyone could be watching them. The curtains were closed and the door was shut; she remembered locking it. It was safe. She could think of no reason not to give into her instincts.

“Come on—suck,” Kitty breathed hotly, getting more turned on the more Laura’s resistance ebbed. “They’re right here; put your mouth on them and suck, Laura. Dirty Laura…”

With a little groan of need, Laura dropped down to the floor between Kitty and the bed, falling to her knees and burying her face in the warmth and softness and perfect sweet taste of Kitty’s breasts. Her tongue darted out of her quivering lips and ran over the slopes of Kitty’s cleavage, petting them, tasting them, and finally moving over a throbbing nipple. She drew it into her mouth and it was so hard that her mouth contorted around it, sucking it naturally, trying to defuse its stiffness.

“Yesssss,” Kitty moaned, taking Laura’s head in her arms as Laura kissed and sucked her breasts. “That’s it… that feels so good… lick me! Lick all over my tits! I love that big wet tongue… can’t wait to feel it in my pussy!”

It was too late to turn back. Laura had started doing this, she couldn’t stop, so she might as well enjoy the feelings now welling within her. She let herself go completely, taking her fill of Kitty’s pert flesh: no hesitation, no reluctance, no stopping. 

Grinding her face into Kitty’s left breast, she sucked the nipple deep into her mouth, her tongue mobbing it furiously. When she let it pop out of her mouth with a wet smack, the tip of Kitty’s tit was totally glistening with her saliva. 

“Hh! Nnnn… yeah… got to lick me all over before you’ve earned a treat,” Kitty panted, gasping for breath, her tongue rounding her lips obscenely.

“You mean you want me… down there?”

“Yes, Laura… yeah… I want you to lick me… suck me… just like you’re doing now…”

Laura went to Kitty’s right breast while her hands flowed down the length of Kitty’s body, feeling the soft shoulders, the ribs padded with a light layer of nubile flesh, the hips with their little swell of voluptuousness in Kitty’s petite outline. Her hands crested Kitty’s waist, fumbling their way inward, over the flat soft belly, the star of a navel, down, lower, female flesh soft and perfumed, sparse hair interrupting the flawless smoothness, but just as soft, even softer underneath.

“Oh yes… yes…” Kitty moaned, feeling Laura’s fingers touching the tangle of pubic hair between her legs, the damp mire of her arousal electric on Laura’s fingertips. “Touch my pussy, feel every bit of it. I’m so wet, make me wetter, want you to taste me on your very first lick… Go on! Yes, do it!”

Laura didn’t need to be beseeched. She was too far gone into obedience to deny Kitty anything. Her whole body was alive with primitive desire, primal submission, and that took over every movement of her hands. 

Wrapping her arms around Kitty’s slender body, she pushed her face into Kitty’s lap. The heat that came off Kitty’s sex was amazing. It was like putting her hand against the outside of a fuming oven.

“Lick it! Lick it!” Kitty cooed, her body thrashing in place, bowing and contorting as Laura’s tongue explored inside her. “Lick up all my wet pussy—taste how my cunt’s been dripping for you—stick that tongue inside me and make me come!”

Unable to restrain herself, her howling savagery hot in her blood, Laura spun around to drop Kitty on the bed. She pulled Kitty’s thighs open, looking at the hot pink of her cunt through her dark bush. Her labia seemed splayed in invitation, thrumming with need that only Laura could answer. Her mind spun with dizzy lust, her senses filled with the heat and the arousal of Kitty’s cunt, that subtle aroma entering Laura’s bloodstream like an intoxicating drug. She ran her fingers through Kitty’s crisp hair, feeling it like the touch of finest mink, and the memory of its taste made her lick her lips.

“Do it to me!” Kitty mewled, her own mind reeling in desperation. “I need it so bad! Please! I need you to fuck me! Put your tongue inside me. Lick me. Make me come. Make me come all over your mouth!”

“Yes,” Laura gasped. “Yes…”

Laura dropped her face to Kitty’s waiting sex, and as she did, Kitty wrapped her legs around Laura’s head, cradling her in place to thrust her hot tongue inside of Kitty’s wide open cunt.

“Holy shit!” Kitty cried, feeling the warm, wet tongue slither over her opening, then push inside it, push and press and part until it was in. “Hnn! Yes! Like—gh!—that! Put it in me as far as it’ll go; lick me clean from the inside out!”

With her tongue inside of Kitty, Laura’s misgivings disappeared, leaving not even a memory. She listened to her pulse pounding madly and her heart hammering like it was trying to burst. Nothing would stop her until she’d tasted all she could of Kitty’s delicious wet pussy. The flavor, the sensation of kissing Kitty’s slit was addictive: the more she tasted, the more she wanted. Her tongue fluttered crazily inside of Kitty’s passage, trying to find the perfect angle to please her.

“Keep going, keep going.” Kitty sighed. Her thighs shut on Laura’s head, holding it in place as she drove herself into Laura’s kisses, her probing tongue. “I’m so close! Don’t stop! So close!”

Laura’s tongue moved wilder, harder at Kitty’s words. She wanted Kitty to be close. She wanted Kitty to get closer and closer. She pushed her tongue so far out of her mouth and into Kitty that it made the roof of her mouth ache, but Kitty was getting closer, the muscles in her legs cording, her belly flexing, her juices pouring into Laura’s mouth like a flowing river. It wouldn’t be much longer before she orgasmed. Laura could already feel Kitty’s sex tightening on her tongue, clenching, the creamy samples of her ejaculation about to become an explosion.

The way Laura licked and sucked was almost enough to convince Kitty that eating pussy was just as good as being on the receiving end. The more she thought about it, the more that thought turned her on. She looked at Laura’s mouth hungrily devouring her pussy and wondered how she would look with her tongue deep in Laura’s cunt. In fact, Kitty felt incredibly tempted to dive between Laura’s legs and devour her sex the same way Laura was going down on her, but she forced self-restraint on herself. The longer she made Laura wait, the louder she made Laura beg, the better it would be.

It happened unexpectedly fast—Kitty wrapping herself all around Laura’s head, tightening her thighs and pressing her hands down on Laura’s hair until it seemed like Laura would smother in the wetness of Kitty’s sex. Like Laura was a black hole sucking all of Kitty in on her, Kitty thrust her pussy against Laura’s mouth with a deep moan, her cream running from her like water from a spring. Laura’s tongue ran frantically up and down Kitty’s slit, not wanting to lose a precious drop of the honey. She licked it up and gulped it down, then drove her tongue into Kitty for even more. Only when Kitty’s womanhood was licked clean did she pull herself away, her tongue back in her mouth.

“Was that good?” Laura asked, looking at Kitty’s face with a wondering expression. “Was I good?”

“More than good!” Kitty gasped. “I never dreamed it could be like that. It felt like it’d never happened to me before… like I’d never really done it except with you.”

“But you have done it? With others?”

“Once or twice,” Kitty laughed.

“And the other way? The way… I did it for you?”

“I don’t know if I’m as good as you are, but I haven’t had any complaints.”

“I won’t complain,” Laura promised, sliding up next to Kitty on her back. Kitty got up, hovering over her, and Laura opened her legs. She closed her eyes.

But the mattress rebounded as Kitty got off it, putting her clothes back on instead.

“What are you doing?” Laura asked, even more surprised than she was disappointed.

“Getting dressed, duh.”

“Why?”

“Because you can’t just run around naked everywhere. People will call you unfashionable,” Kitty explained, a wicked smile on her face.

That made the throbbing need inside Laura throb even harder. She wanted to come like Kitty had. She had so much stuff inside her but it wasn’t doing anything. She felt desperate. Like a part of her was in the middle of a frenzy that didn’t include the rest of her.

“What’s the matter?” Kitty asked, buttoning her pajama top over the breasts Laura had worshipped so adroitly. “You look like you have an issue.”

“I thought that you might—that you would…?”

“Do unto others as you did onto me?” Kitty teased her.

Laura nodded frantically.

Kitty slid up to the bed. She dropped her hand between Laura’s thighs and her fingers stroked up and down in Laura’s wetness, stirring it back to life so it pounded even harder than when she’d had her tongue inside of Kitty.

“Like that?” Kitty asked. “Maybe with my tongue instead? Would you like me to get down between your legs and put my tongue inside you so you can feel what it’s like to be on the receiving end?”

“Yes, yes!”

“I don’t know if we have time,” Kitty said, glancing at the clock on the nightstand. “It’s so late already…”

“It’ll only take a minute!” Laura begged. “Please, Kitty!”

“Really? You’re that close, huh?” Kitty’s fingers parted the thick black hair of Laura’s bush and felt her twitching pussy. She dropped her head, nuzzling her wet mouth against Laura’s neck as she touched the warmth Laura hid.

“Uh-huh, uh-huh!” Laura gasped, feeling heat flash through her body, melting her like Kitty’s fingers were fire setting her alight. Gasping and whimpering and writhing like a woman possessed, she spread her long legs as if to make room for Kitty’s touch to go all the way to her womb.

“So close,” Kitty whispered into Laura’s ear. 

Laura reached down to grasp Kitty’s wrist, hold her hand right where it was, but the moment she touched Kitty, the other mutant phased and pulled away entirely with a tiny laugh.

“What--?”

“If you’re that close,” Kitty taunted, “then it should be real easy for you to finish yourself off. There—I just showed you how.”

“But!” Laura protested inarticulately. She reached for Kitty, thinking only of grabbing her and thrusting her down to do as she’d promised, but Kitty kept herself phased and Laura’s hands passed harmlessly through her.

“Don’t pout,” Kitty told her. “I’ll do it to you, just you wait. You just have to convince me first.”

Kitty backed away. Laura didn’t bother to pursue her. There was no point. In a moment, Kitty was through the wall, only her head staying in the room.

“And just think, you have all night to think of ways to convince me. Nice things you can do for me—naughty things you can let me do to you. Maybe if you get real good at touching yourself, I’ll even watch. I bet you’d look real hot fucking yourself. I know you looked good when I was doing it.”

Laura felt her cunt quiver. She crossed her legs, flexing her thigh muscles to pressure her clit. Her entire lower body felt inundated. The more she thought about Kitty, even angrily, the more aroused she became.

She propped two pillows behind her head and stretched out her legs. Just thinking about the taste of Kitty as she ate her out made Laura dripping wet. She rubbed her hand between her thighs, moaning out loud as she writhed, pressing her cunt against the friction. “Ahhhh,” she gasped as she stuck two fingers into her wet pussy.

She fucked herself fast, one hand rubbing her swollen clit, the other fingering her juicy sex. Her hips hopped up and down, faster and faster, spiking as warm bursts of pleasure started in her pussy and traveled through her body. Going further and further as her clit got bigger, her pussy wetter. Laura was ready to come at any second. But she held back. She wanted to wait until she had Kitty's tongue licking inside her soaked cunt the way she’d licked Kitty.

But she still touched herself, unable to do anything else, keeping her body at a feverish plateau without finish, thinking of how she’d convince Kitty to dominate her even harder next time.