kissing her there before moving down her back. When Jill got to her ass, she kissed and grabbed at the sensitive skin, the sensations sending heat to Ursula’s already aching pussy, making her juices drip as Jill opened her cheeks and rimmed her puckered hole.
“Oh fuck, you remembered,” Ursula whispered, shuddering with delight. Jill knew just what she liked.
Ursula’s hands gripping the comforter, her hips jerking, bucking, fucking the bed. Jill liked to get it rough, and that’s how she liked to give it. And Ursula had no objections. Her pussy was on fire, her asshole clenching on Jill’s probing tongue. They were both burning with heat, every nerve ending ignited, on fire.
“Ass up,” Jill said, as if she’d read her mind.
Obeying eagerly, Ursula moved up onto her knees, opening her thighs wide, as her friend moved between them. Opening her folds with just her tongue, Jill gave long, lazy licks up and down her seam, teasing, torturing her friend’s clit with brief moments of contact. Ursula moaned, pumping her hips, insisting on more. For maybe the first time in her life, she felt powerless with a partner, like she was helpless to stop even if she’d wanted to. She felt frantic, intoxicated, and let Jill take control.
As her clit throbbed, her legs went weak. Jill captured the pulsing nub, sucking it in and giving it a smoldering kiss, a hard press of her lips, Ursula was washed away by a tsunami of lust. On one hand, she’d never been so aware of the reactions of her body to another’s ministrations, while on the other hand, she’d never felt so out of control, so absolutely powerless, an absolute slave to her body.
“So, fingers or cock?” Jill asked, a smile in her voice.
“Both. Fuck!” Ursula huffed then laughed. “I want it all and then some.”
“I know just how you feel.”
Ursula soon felt the dildo, the big head of it, wiggling between her folds, rolling around at her hole. She pushed back, impaling herself onto the large cock-like thing. The stretch made her burn, on fire, her skin flushed, muscles warmed and yet shaking. Hot and naughty, she nearly lost herself in the flames of her overwhelming passion.
“Wow,” Jill laughed. “You weren’t kidding.”
“Fuck me,” Ursula begged, pushing her hips back, meeting the thrust of her friend’s hand, pushing the cock inside her, deeper, harder, without thought or care.
She was out of her mind with lust, surprised by her own reaction as her legs struggled to support her. Once Jill got the fake cock all the way in, Ursula felt the balls tap her clit. With the thing far inside, with each thrust, the hard little sacs spanked her little nub, making it harder and harder, needier and needier. She was crazed, moaning, fucking back, aching to reach climax at this point. All that mattered was falling over that edge, one that seemed monetarily, maddeningly elusive, so close but out of reach. The sheer agony of it made her scream.
“Oh baby, that’s it, take that big fucking dick,” Jill urged, fucking her harder, faster. “I love watching it stretch that tight little hole of yours. You should see how fucking gorgeous you are, getting fucking.”
Ursula moaned, glancing back—of course, she couldn’t see herself, but she could see Jill, whose fingers were on her own clit, rubbing furiously, as she worked the dildo in and out of her friend’s wet cunt. Her breasts were leaking milk like crazy, little rivulets of milk running down her flesh, adding more lubrication to her swollen shaved pussy.
“Oh fuck, Jill, that’s so good!” Ursula cried.
“You like me fucking you with that big cock?” Jill panted, doing it even harder, making Ursula scream. “I would so come up inside you right now if this was my cock. You’re so hot and tight, baby. I want to fill that pussy with