W. Aurora - Adventurous Kate

“Unh..” Number Six grunted.

And again.

“Unh..”

And again.

“Unh..”

And again, without waiting for instructions, Number Six’s ass didn’t have time to stop jiggling between swats. A red spot emerged on her cheek, and Kate stopped.

“Did you enjoy that?” the Athlete asked Number Six.

“Yes master,” she said.

The Athlete approached Kate and placed her hand on Kate’s pussy. “Wet, just like I thought. She’s all yours. Don’t have too much fun,” she said to Kate.

The Athlete told Ashley to go lay on her bed and swatted her on the ass. The door was shut behind them and Kate was left alone with Number Six, who remained tied and blind-folded on the bed. Kate removed her pants so only her underwear remained on. “You’ll do whatever I say,” Kate said.

“Yes master,” Number Six responded.

“Do you like it rough?”

“Yes master.”

Kate spanked her one more time to watch her flinch. “Is your ass tender now?”

“Yes master, it is.”

“Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?”

“Yes please.”

Kate put her face against Number Six’s soft ass cheek. She licked and kissed the sore red spot and Number Six squirmed.

“Does it feel better?”

“Yes master, it does.”

Kate grabbed her by the foot and dragged her onto the floor. She fell unguarded to the ground. She knew now that when John pushed her to the floor, it didn’t hurt Number Six at all, she enjoyed it.

“On your knees,” she demanded, and pulled Number Six by the hair as she struggled to climb to her knees with her hands behind her back. Kate removed her panties, then shoved Number Six’s face into her pussy, “lick it,” she said, and Number Six’s tongue began to work up and down her slit.

It wasn’t enough for Kate. She wanted Number Six deep inside of her, she wanted to suffocate her. She lifted one leg onto the bed to open herself up, then pulled down on Number Six’s hair to turn her face upward and stood over her with her vagina right above her mouth. “Get deep inside there. Taste it. Taste my pussy. Do you like it? Does my pussy taste sweet?”

“Yes master.”

Kate felt Number Six’s soft tongue inside her, moving around and exploring her pussy. She felt powerful and wanted to go further. She wanted to humiliate this little girl.

She pulled away and turned around. Bent slightly at the waist, she reached back and forced Number Six’s face into her ass. “Lick my asshole,” she said. Number Six’s tongue pressed on the rim of her hole and it felt warm and exotic. She pulled her cheeks apart with her hands so Number Six could go further in. “Get in there. Tongue my ass you little slut. Doesn’t it taste good? Don’t you love my asshole?”

“Yes master.”

Kate dropped to all fours with her ass up in the air much like the position she first found Number Six in. Her asshole continued to be fondled with Number Six’s tongue and she used her fingers to stimulate her pussy.

“Lick it! Lick my hole you little bitch. Lick it like the whore you are.”

Number Six moved her tongue in circles, penetrating her asshole as deep as she could. She started using her jaw to force her tongue into it.

Kate played with her own pussy, moving her fingers back and forth on the clit as fast as she could. “I’m going to cum. You better make me cum. You better make me happy you stupid cunt,” she yelled then rolled over and spread her legs open as far as she could. “Finish me off. Eat my pussy. Get in there. Your nose, your tongue, get all of it in there.”

Number Six fell forward into Kate’s pussy and even though her jaw was getting tired, she continued licking deep into her pussy with as much effort as she could afford.

“Oh fuck me!” Kate yelled as the climax came. She wrapped her legs tight around Number Six’s head and trapped her there and it made the orgasm long and powerful. She felt herself spray into Number Six’s face, but it still wasn’t enough. She wanted to cum so hard that she passed out, so she began humping into Number Six’s mouth until she began spraying again. “Oh my pussy is exploding!” she yelled, “keep licking it! Lick my fucking pussy!”

Number Six did what she was told even though she couldn’t breathe. Kate’s muscles tensed up and her eyes and mouth opened wide and she continued spraying. She held her breath throughout until it became too intense and she exhaled with relief and her arms and legs fell helplessly to the floor. She felt weak. Her muscles relaxed and she released Number Six’s head from her legs. Number Six gasped for air, then returned to her spot.

Kate was exhausted. She laid there and tried to catch her breath. Her bra felt restrictive, so she removed it and tossed it on Number Six’s head, who continued to slowly tongue at Kate’s pussy. She reached down and ran her fingers through Number Six’s hair, “you can stop sweetie. I’m done,” she said softly.

Number Six sat up on her knees still blindfolded and still tied up. “Yes master.” she said, and Kate giggled.

“Here, let me help you,” Kate said and untied her and removed her blindfold, and also her leather bra just for fun. “Thank you, that was good,” she said.

“Do you need anything else?” Number Six said.

“No, just lay here with me.”

Number six laid on top of her and kissed gently at Kate’s neck. She was tired now, but knew that it would only be a few minutes before she wanted to fuck Number Six again.

Ashley’s plan had gone well, up until a point. She was in The Athlete’s room and it didn’t take much to convince her to fool around. “Here’s your purse,” The Athlete said as she held it between them by the strap with a single finger. They stood close to each other until the only space between them was occupied by the purse. Ashley looked into her icy blue eyes and decided to go for it. She leaned in and kissed The Athlete on the mouth and she returned the favor, as though they had mutually agreed on something without uttering a word. Their tongues battled each other like colliding waves and their hands ran up and down each other’s bodies grabbing asses and legs. The Athlete kissed at Ashley’s neck and she panted and eagerly waited for her to make the next move.

“You couldn’t have come at a better time,” The Athlete said, “I was just about to change into costume.”

“Don’t let me hold you up,” Ashley said in between steamy breaths.

The Athlete guided Ashley to the bed, “You wait here. I’ll be right back,” she said, and removed her shirt as she stepped into the bathroom.

Ashley didn’t want to waste time. Whatever game they were about to play, she wanted to get right to it. She stripped off her tank top and blue jeans and waited in her white and pink striped panties and bra. She sprawled on the bed with her hand between her legs and thought about what kind of costume The Athlete would wear. Maybe a cheerleader or nurse? Those seemed appropriate.

From the room next door she heard low voices exchange conversation. Was Kate talking to herself? Surely not. It had to be a TV or radio or something right? She sat up and put her ear to the wall and listened. It was definitely Kate’s voice, but who was she talking to?

“Do you hear that?” The Athlete said as she walked back into the room. She wore a tight black corset that made her slim figure even slimmer and her perky breasts even perkier. Her lips were dark purple along with her eyes and her legs were covered with dark knee-high stockings that strapped directly to the corset. And for pants, there were no pants. Just her tight ass and pussy.

“I think Kate may have made a new friend,” Ashley said.