The Battered Lamp Chapter Eight: The Dream of the Genie - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Eight: The Dream of the Genie

... her, stroking her cheek. “You're so beautiful. I just want to see you in all your naked glory. I want to kiss every inch of your body, until you cream all over my face.” Ann stiffened as she kissed her lips. Fatima fluttered her tongue against her friend's lips, gently teasing. Ann parted, and Fatima darted in, exploring every inch of her friend's mouth. When she broke the kiss, Ann breathed heavily, her blue eyes shining with awakened passion. “See, wasn't that nice? Why don't you get naked so we can see your cute body.” “I can't,” she whispered. “This is too much, Fatima.” “Fine,” Fatima smiled. “You can watch while I make Niomi scream my name.” “Ohh, that sounds like fun!” Niomi purred, stretching out on a blue gym mat. Her legs spread; her pussy a pink gash surrounded by her dark skin and neatly trimmed, black pubes. “Doesn't she look yummy, Ann?” Ann didn't answer, so Fatima shrugged and fell to her knees, ready to feast. “Holy shit!” Niomi gasped as Fatima dove right into her spicy snatch. “Oh, my god, that feel so much better than my fingers!” Fatima laughed, then ran her tongue around Niomi's fat clit. Her friend's hips jerked as she swirled around the pink nub, then her new lover's hips really jerked when she sucked Niomi's clit into her hungry lips. “Keep doing that! Oh, my god! I'm going to cum! Don't stop! Oh, fuck! Please don't stop!” Fatima hadn't planned on it, and kept feasting on her friend's tasty snatch. She slipped a finger inside her friend, probing in ...

... deep. There was no hymen, and Fatima wondered if Niomi had let her boyfriend fuck her. She nibbled at her clit. Niomi erupted. Her pussy convulsed about Fatima's probing finger, and she screamed Fatima's name as her body writhed on the gym mat. Movement flashed in the corner of Fatima's eye. Ann knelt down beside her, and Fatima was pleased to see Ann's hand shoved down her sweatpants, diddling her pussy. “Do you want to taste?” she asked Ann with a big grin. Pussy juices dripped off her chin, landing with a splat on the vinyl gym mat. Ann nodded, her cheeks red. Fatima took her hand and pulled her between Niomi's legs. “Oh, eat me, Ann!” Niomi begged. “I need to feel that again! It was wonderful!” The shy girl licked her lips—Fatima thought she looked so adorable, her cute face framed by strawberry-blonde curls—and looked down at Niomi's juicy twat. Taking a deep breath, she knelt down and took a hesitant lick. “Umm, that felt nice! Do it again, Ann.” “You liked it?” Ann hesitantly asked. “Hell yeah, I did! Keep licking me! Please, please, please!” Ann's smile grew more confident, and so did her tongue. Fatima beamed like a proud mother hen watching her chick. Her gaze slid down Ann's body to her tight ass wiggling in the air as she knelt down and feasted on Niomi's cunt. Fatima slid around her friend, and hooked her fingers into the waistband of her blue sweatpants, and yanked them and her white panties down with a single pull. Fatima gasped; Ann had a beautiful cunny. Wisps ...