Jon Reskind - Kappy volume 2

The maze of mixed emotions that had swept through Carol became even more confusing as she suddenly realized that his debasing teasing of her naked vagina was causing incredulously stimulating sensations to tingle hotly through her obscenely positioned body. She moaned helplessly, caught up in the unbelievable wave of rapidly mounting sensual desire washing through her. Tiny electric-like shocks of intensive arousal began to ripple along the satiny white flesh of her thighs, and again she squirmed her full, rounded buttocks down into the softness of the bed, her moans dissolving into rekindled whimpers of unwanted passion as his lewdly provoking fingers taunted the ever-moistening crevice of her defenselessly splayed open cunt.

Oh God… what's happening to me? I don't want him to… I don't… but I can't help myself! Oh damn him… Goddamn him! I despise it… no, I love it! Oohhhh… oooohhhh… he's going to lick me there… he…!

Expertly, Max Keele leaned closer into the widespread "V" of her naked white loins, and with the tip of his thick, wet tongue sliced hotly through the softly fringing curls enshrining her tiny, erect clitoris. Then, grinning triumphantly between her open pussy lips, he felt the erotic shock of his hot moist contact surge convulsively through her.

"Ooooohhhh… oooohhhh… please don't… not that… oohhhh…" she whined in stubborn pretense even as she raised her head to stare down between her full, nipple-hardened breasts so that she could better watch the licentiously inciting scene of his handsome face buried in the building wet heat of her sensuously fired loins. Then, his steel-gray eyes looked up over the silken curls of her pubic mound to grin mockingly up at her. "Ooooohhhh Godddd…" she unrestrainably gasped again, twitching and writhing as his hot, wet lips closed over the strawberry blonde curls there at the base of her croaking, soft belly to suck and nibble teasingly while she watched wide-eyed in confused, ever-pyramiding desire. She saw his face disappear once more further down into the dampened furrow between her trembling thighs which he was raising upward and pressing back relentlessly toward her full rounded breasts, while he planted sizzling kisses on the thin pink ribbon of her wet cuntal flesh, his tongue flicking with serpent-like stabs at the now palpitating opening.

Carol gasped with a shuddering, hissing sound beneath his incessant assault, her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs and her head tossing from side to side in her desperate attempt to regain control of the overwhelming passion consuming her.

Oh, dear God!

The experienced, lecherous lips sucked wetly, drawing the soft, warm folds of raw flesh into the cavern of his gently nibbling mouth, while his hot, thick tongue continued its maddening licking against the urgent pink smoothness of her now flowered-open pussy.

Oh God… she couldn't fight it, she couldn't! Whatever anger she had felt such a short time before had melted in the seething heat of her wildly growing passion, while the shame and degradation which he had sadistically drenched her in had gradually inspired an unprecedented masochistic subservience to race wantonly through her. She sensed the hot gushes of his breath graze her sensitively inflamed genitals and she couldn't keep from moaning aloud in a gasping tempo. Again she raised her head, catching at her breath as she heard him grunt lustfully, then felt the full length of his long, hot tongue thrust wetly up into the clasping velvety sheath of her palpitating vagina.

"Ooooohhhh… oooohhhh God, please…" she choked, hearing her own unmeant and confused plea, her body responding automatically, jerking with spasmodic lurches as his tongue slithered in and out of her moistly clutching pussy in lecherous, beast-like fury.

Max Keele slaved hungrily, feeling the silky curls of her pubic hair brushing his cheeks with a lust-taunting delight. He had completely opened the front of his pants, pushing them down along with his shorts, and now he slowly stroked the heavy foreskin of his long, thickly hardened cock back and forth over its blood-engorged head, while he continued to spear his hot, flicking tongue deep into her searing cuntal passage. He smoothed his big hands up over her satin-skinned, flat belly to the resilient, desire-swollen flesh of her full, warmly trembling breasts, pinching and rolling the pebble-hardened nipples between his sadistic fingers, cupping and squeezing the white yielding mounds, while his ravaging tongue performed lasciviously at the widespread crevice between her trembling legs.

Salacious, wet sucking sounds filled the room, and her groans of building rapture drove his rapacious tongue faster and faster as it worked its way up and down between the now throbbing, pulsing lips of her wildly palpitating cunt. Yeah, he had her all right, he knew. There was no Goddamned doubt of it now. She was his type of bitch, unable to control the sensual passionate drive that a few absinthes aroused, and a licking tongue in her hot young cunt sent racing uncontrollably through her curvaceously writhing body. He'd tormentingly degraded her with purpose… brought rage and anger to the surface, then watched it dissolve into obvious masochistic pleasure totally beyond her control with his sucking and tonguing of her wet, seething cunt. She was as hot as any bitch he'd ever taken, and only minutes away from begging and pleading for his cock. Christ, how the members were going to love getting at her, both male and female, but not until he'd had his fill this night.

He couldn't keep from lecherously gloating as suddenly her small, soft hands began toying about his head, her long fingers running caressingly through his hair while moans unceasingly emitted from her. Finally, she was clutching, the moans tumbling from her petulant lips in a rhythmic chant, her beautiful head flailing from side to side… until finally the soft little hands were trying to guide his hotly working mouth to the small nibbling hole of her cunt. He complied, pressing his wet lips to her desire-moistened vaginal mouth, plunging his stiffened lingual member once more up into the raw, velvety-smooth flesh, then quickly withdrawing it to tantalize the ragged, hair-lined edges of her flushed pussy lips.

She cried out in her lust-infused passion, wildly writhing her smoothly rounded hips and ovaled buttocks beneath his salacious oral fucking. Again and again he thrust his stiffened, cock-like tongue wetly up into her seething channel. His hot, moist lips were glued to the clasping, viscous opening, bringing a continual series of guttural groans from the voluptuously naked girl whose warm, full thighs were closing spasmodically around both sides of his almost submerged head.

The lecherous Director could feel the sleek, rubbery cuntal flesh slip moistly around his long extended tongue. The delicately ribbed walls of her dilated vagina opened and closed in an unmistakable hungry sucking action, attempting to draw his tongue deeper and deeper into it. Christ, it seemed that her clasping pussy throat was suddenly trying with a separate lust of its own to extract his tongue by the roots and omnivorously devour it. Her heels began to push down against the muscles of his back, pressing his big, powerful body into the hot, quivering flesh trap between her lewdly spread legs. His nose was tight against her tiny quivering clitoris and with every inhalation he sensed the arousing, poignant aroma of her lustfully growing passion. Damn, it's delicate piquancy was driving his throbbing cock into an impossible hardness, a swollen, blood-filled erection that had begun to ache with the agony of an exposed nerve in a tooth. He had to do something with it soon or his sperm-bloated balls were going to blow apart!

Carol's voluptuously naked young body was completely swept up in the breathtaking, sensual rapture overwhelming her. Her brain whirled in a wild vortex of intense desire, realizing that she had lost all physical control beneath the lascivious oral fucking her handsome boss had forcefully subjected her to. Hardly anything made sense to her, even her prime intentions and reasons for being there… only the maddeningly delicious sensations his hot, wet tongue and sucking mouth were causing to saturate her entire passion-inflamed body mattered. Every muscle of her erotically fired being was tensed as she strained her soft, white hips and tautly rounded buttocks upward in unhidden wantonness toward the earth-shattering ecstasy he was building between her obscenely spread thighs.