Young Cunts - Act One: Shall We Start With Cunts? - Sex Stories

Young Cunts - Act One: Shall We Start With Cunts?

... legs wide so her bald meaty cunt glistened and her fuck-lips spread wide. “Earn your humiliation: it’ll make you feel better.”

Soon Emma Jane was nuzzling Hildegard’s crotch, moaning with pleasure as the heady scent filled her nostrils. “That’s it, my beautiful fuckwhore,” crooned Hildegard, “eat it up, lap it up, lick that cunt like the damaged bitch you are…” She giggled wickedly.

“Oh, God, Hildy,” moaned Emma Jane from between her fuckbuddy’s thighs, feeling her own pussy juice up and a tremor of pleasure pass through her body at the sound of her partner’s invective. “I love it when you call me things like that.”

“Like what, Emma Jane?” Hildegard teased. “What sort of things do you like to be called?”

“Tell me I’m a whore, Hildy,” muttered Emma Jane, as her tongue lapped and burrowed even deeper into Hildy’s fuckhole. “Tell me I’m a filthy cunt-eating whore…”

“That you are, Emma Jane. A dirty, skanky, worthless fucking cunt-whore!”

“Oh yeah fuuuck!” cried Emma Jane in delight, as her fingers found her own clit and began to rub frantically. “Call me all those things, Hildy, they make me so fucking horny!”

“Cunt-slut!” sneered Hildegard.

“Oh yesss!” responded Emma Jane in mindfucked ecstasy.

“Fuck-bitch!”

“Fuck yeah!!” Emma Jane now had three fingers deep in her own cunt, scooping up fuck-nectar and smearing it over her vulva.

“Filthy motherfucking cunt-licking whore!” screamed Hildegard. “Go on, bitch, eat my cunt like the worthless needy ...

... fuckslut you are!”

“Yeah FUUUCK!!!” squealed Emma Jane, as her hand became a blur between her legs, and she felt the wild waves of orgasm begin to sweep over her. She buried her face in Hildegard’s wet gash, licking, chewing and screaming into her pungent folds, “YEAH Fuuuck-mfuuuck-mfuckfuckfuck….” as she felt her whole world fill with cunt, taste of cunt, stink of cunt. Her face, her fingers, her hair – everything was cunt, Hildegard was cunt, the world was cunt, cunt, nothing but cunt…

“Oh yeah, cunt, so fucking good…” mumbled Emma Jane, as she came slowly down from her ecstasy, her face still buried in her fuckbuddy’s juicy dribbling gash. “Fuuuck…”

“Emma Jane Paton,” grinned Hildegard, her fingers gently pulling her friend’s hair backwards and upwards, so that her glistening face looked upwards at hers, “I dub thee… Emma Jane ‘the Cuntslicker’.”

Emma Jane laughed, partly in embarrassment but partly with joy and self-affirmation. “Ha ha! Shall I change my name? ‘Emma Jane Cuntslicker’ – that’ll give my mum a heart-attack.”

“Well, we said we were going to found a UK branch of the Fuckers Party, didn’t we? I can’t think of a better name for the Secretary of a political party, can you? And I, as the Treasurer, shall change my name to Hildegard… um… ‘Fotzenficker’ – what about it?”

“Ha ha – you mad bitch! Come over here from Europe with all your crazy fucking ideas – the British will never buy it. We’re not like you!”

“Well then, let’s change all that, ...