Mistress Carla - The slaves of Carla

He caught the erect projectiles of Wendy's nipples and pinched them lightly, then rolled them about between his thumbs and forefingers. To his amazement, the nubbins expanded even more, until they'd reached three-quarters of an inch in length. "Ooooohh, damn," Carl squealed as he ducked his head and fastened lewd lips to one of the beckoning turrets of flesh.

Hungrily he sucked on the nipple until he felt it swelling even more. Then he shifted his mouth to the end of the other tit, puffing on the nipple with his lips and slashing his tongue over the throbbing bud. Wendy uttered a deep sigh of pleasure and Carl froze. But the girl was still unconscious and he returned to licking and kissing his way around the twin mountains of her tits.

Several minutes later, even though he hadn't satisfied himself with the bounty of her tits, Carl lifted his head and gazed down at the narrow band of faded blue cloth that bisected the sleeping girl's midsection. Licentiously he reached out and placed his hand squarely between her thighs. To his surprise, he found that the crotchband of her shorts soaked through. Damn, he thought, she must've been having a real sexy dream; probably thinking about some stud throwing her a real good fuck.

For a moment he rubbed his fingers against her pussy through the shorts. Then he shifted his hand and undid the snap and zipper of the cut-offs. With sweat beading on his brow he caught the waist of the denims and tugged, forcing them over the gentle swell of the drugged girl's ass and down to her thighs. Her pussy was still obscured by her tiny panties but they'd be easy to remove. Happily, Carl worked the cut-offs down to Wendy's feet and eased them off.

Then, almost desperately, he grabbed the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled them down. The thin garment twisted as he pulled on it, until the top was lower on her thighs than the bottom and the crimson wedge of hair that surmounted her swollen cunt was clearly visible to his lecherous eyes. "Ooohh!" Carl sighed as he pushed his fingers through the tight curls and into the soft meat of her snatch.

Hurriedly, he stripped the nylon panties off and tossed them aside as he'd done the cut-offs. The cleft of Wendy's tender young cunt was clearly visible with her legs parted the way they were but her pussy wasn't as accessible to his eyes as he wanted. His hands trembled as he reached down and used his thumbs to spread the lips of her snatch even further apart.

Nudging her legs even wider, he kept her cunt completely open before him. Slowly he traced the slippery cleft of her cunt, dragging his fingers up from the space between her twat and asshole to the point where the lips merged just below the engorged mound at the base of her flat stomach. Wendy's clit was erect and he flicked his thumbnail at it. To his delight the girl didn't awaken but her hips did start to twitch.

Damn, she must love fucking, Carl told himself as he continued to caress the swollen snatch; "Wendy!" he said sharply. The girl gave no sign that she heard him. He pinched her clit and was amazed that it swelled even more, although the drug in the girl's system kept her unconscious.

His plan had been to undress the drugged girl, then to fuck her until he came. But, as his eyes roamed over the delightful curves of her obscenely exposed body, he found that he wanted to do more than simply jam his cock into her and get his own rocks off.

Slipping his hands under her firm thighs, Carl lifted the sleeping girl's legs and draped them over his shoulders, raising her ass into the air and keeping it there as he squirmed down until his face was close to the wet crack of her cunt.

His cock twitched as he filled his nostrils with the aroma of aroused young cunt. Licentiously he extended his tongue and ran the tip along the depth of her cuntal cleft, licking avidly at the moisture that had formed in the valley as a result of her dream of her defloration.

"Ooooohhhh," he breathed, "she tastes sooo good." Slipping his hands under her to dig his fingers into the pliant flesh of the sleeping girl's ass, Carl began licking faster and growing appreciation at the moist flesh of her pussy.

Wendy's tits began to quiver as he licked at her pussy with increasing ardor. He still felt that eating pussy was unmanly, but he also had been conditioned to eat pussy since he had been Olga's slave and switching mistresses hadn't freed him from his obligation to eat cunt. Now, although he felt ashamed to do so, Carl enjoyed having his mouth working on a hot snatch.

He shifted and bit lightly at the puffy mound above the hot flesh. As he sucked and nibbled at her engorged mons veneris, he felt Wendy's ass muscles tightening. "Mmmmmm," he moaned as he shifted his hands and spread the cheeks of the trim ass, delving into the girl's rear cleavage with his fingertips.

Once more he returned his attention to her pussy. As he ran his tongue over the hot, moist, swollen cuntmeat, he wished that Wendy was awake and pleading with him. He couldn't be sure whether he'd rather hear her pleading with him to continue or to stop, for both scenarios played themselves out in his mind as he put his lips to her swollen clit and sucked greedily on it while his tongue slashed across the hard nubbin.

Despite her unconscious state, Wendy's body reacted to the lewd kisses he was bestowing on her cunt. The more Carl worked his mouth against her clit, the wetter her snatch became. He could feel her juices trickling over his chin and shuddered at the thought of the girl cumming under Carla's demanding mouth.

Shifting Wendy a little, Carl pressed his mouth over the hot hole of her twat. Gulping down the juices that flowed into his mouth, he stiffened his tongue and thrust it into the swampy hole, then wiggled it about salaciously, making her gush her hot fluids onto the impaling spear of his tongue.

Carl's face was wet with her juices when he eased Wendy's ass back to the air-mattress. With a wild groan, he moved up to kneel above her and pushed his stiffened cock into her mouth until it was entirely embedded in the wetness of her oral cavity. But Wendy's mouth remained open and Carl, after a moment or so, withdrew his throbbing rod, knowing he'd have to wait to get a good sucking from the luscious young woman. Still, he didn't care, he knew she would be made to suck him off sooner or later.

Scooting backward along her languidly writhing body, he nestled his cock between her tits and pressed them together, then let his cock slide back and forth between the hot mounds. After a moment or so, however, he abandoned that in favor of swinging his hips from side to side, beating the stubby cock against the sides of Wendy's massive tits.

Using his hand, he guided the head of his cock around the contours of the sleeping girl's big tits, leaving a thin smear of precum fluid on the heaving surfaces. Lewdly, he tried to poke her stiffened nipple into the hole in the glans of his cock.

As he shifted backward on her naked body, he couldn't resist ducking his head and sucking as much of one tit into his mouth as he could. He chewed lightly against the heated flesh as he caught the other tit and twisted it, distorting the pliant mound in his savagery. Wendy moaned in her sleep and Carl froze for a moment until he was sure she was still oblivious to what he was doing to her defenseless body.

"I'd better hurry, so I can get back to the house before Carla gets pissed off," he muttered aloud. He swung his legs between Wendy's and lay upon her, the head of his cock pressing into the hot dampness of her snatch. Easily, he sought and found the dilated opening of her twat and thrust inward.

"Ohhhhhhh," Carl sighed as he soaked his cock in the warm, wet tightness of her vaginal passage. Jimmy's cock was bigger than average, but he's only fucked Wendy a dozen times at most in the month since he'd seduced her into giving up her cherry. It wasn't that either of them had tried to abstain, it was just that, between her working and his football practice, to say nothing of their classroom work and studies, they hadn't had all that much time that they could get together without fear of being interrupted. On the occasions when they'd found a short time to be alone, the had mostly eaten each other, since they could rearrange their clothing in a hurry that way. Thus, Wendy's twat was still elastic enough that Carl's cock fit snugly in the humid meat.