Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 2: Pamela's N - Sex Stories

Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 2: Pamela's N

... remember the last time she'd cum this fast with anyone or even alone with her Magic Wand. Darla didn't spend a lot of time on analysis, however, as a sharp but powerful climax washed over her. She grabbed her tits and squeezed the nipples as waves of pleasure engulfed her nervous system exploding like fireworks in her brain. "YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! Just like that! OH FUCK! I'M COMING!" Pamela nearly experienced what might be thought of as a "contact orgasm" herself just from being in the nimbus of Darla's pleasure waves. She felt Darla's pussy muscles clamp down on her fingers, felt Darla's hips pumping, felt Darla's pubis pressing even tighter against her lips. Pamela's whole body flushed with pride and pleasure as she understood that she was giving Darla a wonderful orgasm. She resolved it wouldn't be the last one she would cause and renewed her assault on the red headed woman's juicy sex. The intensity began to be too much for Darla to take and she pushed Pamela's face away from her pussy, crying "too much, baby...too much...stop...no more...can't take it...too intense." With a final bottom to top lick of Darla's sex slit, finishing with a flick of the clit that made Darla jerk and squeal, Pamela kissed her way back up across Darla's belly, between her heaving, sweaty, breasts, her neck, red with the flush of orgasm, and finally onto her lips. Darla welcomed the kiss and gladly accepted Pamela's tongue and lips against her own. Darla savored the flavors Pamela imparted ...

... with that kiss. She knew those flavors well and loved them; loved them almost as much as she loved the flavor of other women or the semen of men. "Oh my god, Pamela," Darla breathed when she had gotten her respiration back to something approaching normal, "where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" "That was my first time. Did I do OK?" Darla laughed and gripped Pamela in a fierce hug, kissing her face and cheeks. "OK? Did you do OK? What do you think I was doing there, singing opera? My god, girl, you're a natural." Pamela blushed. Darla rolled Pamela onto her back and leaned over for a kiss. She began to caress Pamela's body gently, softly stroking her breasts, teasing the nipples, slipping her hands up and down Pamela's torso before sneaking one hand down across Pamela's belly and running her fingers through the thatch of hair at the top of Pamela's mound. Pamela moaned as she felt Darla's fingers glide across the top of her mound and then delve into the cleft beneath. She knew she was soaking wet - so much so that she could feel it leaking down her ass crack. Darla was sucking gently on a nipple just as her fingers made contact with Pamela's inner labial folds, teasing them apart with two fingers and then sliding one between them, riding the moisture from the bottom of Pamela's slit to the top, dragging the juice along, and then spreading it over that little man in the boat at the top. "OH!" Pamela gasped as she felt Darla's finger start to gently stroke her clit. The ...