M. Pelletils - The Memoirs of Mitzy, Volume 2

“You bitch,” she snarled, “you heard me say I was going to fuck Mitzy, so get away from her pussy, you cunt-sucker. Get lost and play with yourself or take one from the other's. Mitzy is mine to do what I want with. You will get your turn later, if she wants you…”

Before we could come in between, the two randy bitches were rolling on the floor, fighting each other furiously. It wasn't what you would call a clean fight. In fact, it was a real mean fight, each girl trying to hurt the other as much as possible, trying to hit the most painful spots on the other's nude body, foul blows raining on the other. They grunted and panted like two prize fighters, tumbling and rolling on the floor.

At first we wanted to stop them, but their bouncing tits, flying arms and legs, showing an opened dripping slit now and then, were far too exciting to interrupt and the three of us kept on watching them, getting more and more excited. Randy lust raging through our bodies, our nerves crying for more excitement, for blood to flow, and all of a sudden I understood the fascination of the old Roman games, where blood was spilled in great quantities, and men and women lay dying in the hot sand. Monstrous things happened to other human beings, but the people who were watching this sort of thing didn't feel any pity for them after they had got accustomed to the whole thing. Instead it had raised their sensuality to an unbelievable point and records have it they actually copulated during the height of the games. Later in these games, sex was really added, although it always happened to be the most bizarre kind of sex. Women were fucked by all sorts of animals. But seeing those two lesbians fight made me understand the thrill of it, made me feel the same sort of excitement the people in the Rome of the old days must have felt.

Since the two were fighting over the privilege of making love to me, I wasn't surprised to see Telma pair off with Lena, when they were both properly heated by the spectacle the two fighting girls offered. Their eyes didn't leave the fight for a moment as they fondled each other's breasts and cunts. Left alone, I couldn't do anything else but frig myself, waiting for the victor of the fight to come for me and make love to me.

Although I had absolutely nothing against Ginger, I secretly hoped it would be Rose. To be quite honest, I liked the beautiful redhead just as much as I liked Rose, and I hoped to have a real wild bout of lovemaking with her, but at the moment I was yearning to be fucked with Rose's long clit more than anything else. It was going to be an entirely new experience for me and I wanted to have it as soon as possible.

Just when I thought Ginger was going to win the fight, Rose landed a punch on her chin, which made her go out like a candle. With laboring breath Rose staggered over to me and I received her with comforting open arms, hugging her closely to me. It didn't take her long to recover and as soon as her breath was back to a more normal pace she started to repay my caresses with the same ardor and enthusiasm, her caresses quickly becoming more direct and ardent. She reached for my slippery cunt and I immediately followed her example…

She was sopping wet and opened under my fingers, when I touched her between the hairy lips. Touching it I could feel it quiver against my fingertips and taking it between thumb and forefinger I rubbed it like I had seen her do it to herself, like I would have frigged a man's prick…

Her fingers had disappeared between the swollen lips of my gash and gently she frigged me to an even more proper state of dampness, while I felt the clit grow between my fingers till it throbbed and jerked like a cock would have done. At a certain moment Rose must have thought her clit sufficiently stiffened, and pulling me from the chair she placed me on the floor and laid herself down on top of me. At first I thought she was going to fuck me in the straight position, but even her clit wasn't long enough for this penetration. She started her lovemaking by rubbing her clit over the length of my cunt, rubbing my clit with hers, making me randier and randier every minute.

When she felt I couldn't stand it any longer she changed her position and opening my legs she reversed herself, so she was lying scissors-like between my legs… Our cunt hairs mingled delightfully and now I felt her clit enter my cunt very distinctly. My twat was now properly used to pricks of really tremendous sizes and I can't say I was filled the way I used to be filled, but it was a most wonderful experience nevertheless.

Rose started to move her lower body in a fucking fashion and I was getting the hang of things. Without losing contact I moved myself in the same fashion, pushing back at her writhing form and fucking away for dear life. She was just as randy and excited as I was, and she still managed to accompany her fucking with a stream of hot and lewd words.

“Do you feel how good I am in fucking you with my clit? You didn't believe it could be like this, did you? My clitty can make you come like any man's prick could, my darling. Just give yourself to me completely and we both will be very happy. Oh yes, my darling, push your cunt back like that. Meet my thrusts, but don't lose contact. Oh, it's so lovely, our bushes mingling, our juices flowing from our cunts, so lovely… so gorgeous… ooooooh…”

And it was like she said-lovely! Actually it was one of the most charming fucks I ever had, although I was not filled the way I sometimes am. Her erected hard clit delightfully titillated mine and I think it was due to its limited length, and not being penetrated so deeply, that the lovely feeling one experiences just before coming was going on for longer than I can remember. To me it looked like I was on the verge of coming for ages and ages. Every time I thought I would explode any minute the feeling of approaching orgasm subdued and I found myself back, climbing the rainbow to sensual fulfillment all over again.

Right beside us Telma and Lena were engaged in a perfect sixty-nine, while poor Ginger was still unconscious and unaware of what was going on in the room. I felt a deep pity for her and already I promised her and myself a good sucking later on.

I knew I couldn't hold out very much longer, my lust being at the boiling point for too long now, and the same was true for my dear fuckster, Rose. Her movements became more and more erratic. Faster and faster she fucked me, till suddenly, with a cry, she seemed to stiffen, while I felt her creamy come-juices mingle with my own, since I had come together with her.

The spendings of our mutual orgasms wet our cunts, thighs, and bellies, while we still bucked up and down till the last drop of slimy cunt-juice had left our spunking cunts. From our side we heard little cries of lust and passion and from it we could easily make out the two others that had also creamed to their satisfaction.

Looking up we saw Thelma and Rose licking their lips, wet as they were with their abundant spendings. Rose rolled herself away from me and, exhausted but obviously happy, she lazily caressed my still dilating gash.

After I had sufficiently rested I freed myself from Rose and went over to Ginger, finding her with fluttering eyes, trying to regain consciousness. I laid myself down beside her and my loving caresses soon had her back conscious again.

“You just relax for a moment, darling,” I said. “Please let me play with you for some time, Ginger. Let me make love to you. I so much want to suck your lovely hairy cunt, to make it all wet and nice, to taste your juices, and lick them from your slit. You will feel so much better after I have been down on your slit for some time. Open your legs and let me go ahead.”

Saying this I pushed my head between her legs, spreading her cunt lips apart with two forked fingers. Holding her cunt open like this I entered her with my tongue, licking her with swift strokes till I had her panting and squirming in lust. Suddenly an idea came to my head, and taking my mouth from her cunt reluctantly I put my thoughts into action. Bringing my breast between her spread legs I entered her cunt with the stiff nipple of my left breast. When it touched the now slimy cunt lips it seemed to harden even more and slowly I rubbed it over her swollen clit and the length of her dripping cunt. Ginger had been disappointed when I took my tongue from her cunt, but feeling my nipple in her gash she uttered a satisfied sigh, this new way of wanking being to her satisfaction as well.