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7.70 - ❤ Into the Basement VIII
🕑 Added 2025-01-22 21:00:04 +0000 UTCAlthough this situation had concerned Natalie at the start, Vanetta seemed to be keeping her promise. She wasn't repeatedly trying to get Natalie's cock inside her, satisfying herself instead with other ways to find relief.
And Natalie's interest had been piqued. Since the pink substance seemed to make anywhere it touched an erogenous zone—to the extent that jerking her off had Vanetta shuddering with ecstasy—and the majority of that liquid had been concentrated in her mouth, how potently would she be affected there?
Two wide eyes were locked to where her stroking hands met Natalie's weapon, and Vanetta seemed to be getting more from the experience than Natalie herself. Which wasn't to say she wasn't enjoying herself, but, talented as Vanetta had gotten recently, simple stroking wasn't enough to have her trembling and gasping in mere moments.
Interested in her new theory, she interrupted Vanetta's efforts by leaning forward for a kiss. Their mouths met, and, immediately, Vanetta froze—then moaned into her. The girl writhed at the touch, hands stilling lower down as her attention was entirely captured by the kiss. Her mouth opened, and Natalie slipped her tongue inside. Vanetta's body jolted like lightning had struck her.
That was confirmation enough. Vanetta's upper mouth was probably more sensitive than her lower one. The girl shuddered and clung to her, kissing with desperation, temporarily forgetting her task in favor of working their mouths together.
Natalie was hardly a stranger to passionate kisses, but the sheer fervency in Vanetta's movements had her head spinning. The other girl climbed onto her lap and wrapped both hands around the back of her head to pull her in, moaning repeatedly into their sloppy lip lock.
The longer the kiss went on, the more intense it became—which shouldn't have been possible considering how eager she'd been at the very start. Soon, Vanetta was rolling her hips against her lap, grinding onto her cock in sync with the movements higher up. The amazing part was that the contact lower down didn't seem to be what was providing the most satisfaction; it was the kiss that was rapidly bringing her over the edge.
Natalie was pretty sure she was eating this girl out by kissing her. That was a dizzying thought.
Vanetta didn't let Natalie up for air. Even when she tried to pull back, oxygen running out, Vanetta followed, keeping their lips locked and tongues playing, not wanting to break contact for even a second. The sensation of Vanetta's soft, slippery tongue dancing with her own, exploring and caressing … and all the while Vanetta kept twitching and jumping in place, body trembling with pleasure, grinding against her cock, moans muffled and growing, had Natalie almost coming apart at the seams.
Unsurprisingly, though, the effect was more pronounced on Vanetta: the build-up of pleasure became too much sooner for her than Natalie. She cried out into Natalie's lips, still trying to keep the kiss going even as her body began jerking in a familiar manner. Muscles seizing, the girl's eyes snapped shut, her hips gyrated, and she gasped again and again as an orgasm tore through her.
When the tension drained out, Vanetta hazily pulled back. A strand of saliva connected their lips, breaking and landing down the girl's front. She panted for breath wildly, thighs still trembling.
Vanetta had gotten off on just a kiss. Some rubbing too, since she had been thrusting enthusiastically into her lap. But mostly the kiss. Why was that so hot?
"How," Vanetta gasped, "was that so good?"
Slipping her thumb into the space between Vanetta's lower lip and her teeth, she ran the digit along and watched the other girl shiver at the contact—then groan loudly in pleasure.
"I'm kinda jealous," Natalie murmured. "Mine was just a sensitivity enhancer. Yours gave you a mouth-pussy." Slipping her thumb up and pushing deeper into her mouth, Vanetta latched to it and began sucking—another intense shiver going through her.
"What do you think it'd be like?" Vanetta panted around the digit. "For more than a finger?"
"Wanna find out?"
Apparently, she did. At least Vanetta's earlier desire of wanting Natalie inside her in the traditional way had been forgotten. Shuffling off Natalie's lap, the other girl had her lips atop her cockhead before she had time to register what was happening. She wasted not a moment in slipping down, mouth opening around her length, and Natalie groaned as the girl's warm, wet tongue ran along the underside of her shaft.
But however much she enjoyed the sensation, Vanetta clearly got more from it. The girl's thighs rubbed together as she lowered herself, a moan vibrating the member in her mouth—and then her throat as she took it in one go. Despite having trouble with her size earlier, the other girl was worked up enough that she swallowed her whole length without issue, taking every inch until her lips met the base.
She let out a throaty moan and began bobbing up and down with abandon. Natalie's toes curled as the girl sucked her off, tongue swirling around, lips creating a heavenly vacuum. Yet her own pleasure was still visibly less than Vanetta's: already, the other girl's hips were twitching from the joy of having her throat stuffed. After all, Natalie hazily thought, every inch crammed inside her was sending magically-empowered signals of pleasure through her body. She might not be fucking Vanetta's pussy as she'd wanted at the start—but she was fucking a mouth-pussy. In a more literal sense than she could have imagined.
She was unable to stop her hips from bucking upward, shoving that last bit deeper with each impact. Vanetta met her enthusiastically, head bobbing, taking her to the hilt over and over. Worked up from their kiss earlier, it wasn't long before the sensation had Natalie's back arching. How could she be expected to hold off when being attacked like this? Assaulted by this level of stimulation?
Grabbing the top of Vanetta's head, fingers curling into her hair, she let out a loud moan as she began pumping ropes of sticky white down her throat. The sensation pushed Vanetta over the edge too. She cried out around the member shoved down her throat, body shivering in a way that was way too intense for just giving a blowjob.
Even as they came together, Vanetta kept bobbing up and down, milking Natalie for all she was worth. She groaned and lay back, overwhelmed by the sheer vigor of her partner's movements, until eventually her cock ceased emptying itself into her stomach. Only then did Vanetta ease back, lips popping off her cock head. She rolled over and gasped for air, body trembling with the aftershocks of the orgasm her throat-fucking had provided.
She was still half-soft and recovering when the other girl elbowed back up, diving down into her lap to start licking and sucking, trying to get her hard again.
Apparently, she wasn't done with her. And, Natalie thought, she might not be for a while.
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Cynical Pasta
Holy hell that's incredible
