Jon Reskind - Kappy volume 2

Maggie pressed her backward to the sofa, and as she dropped onto it, Jean felt her fully rounded thighs being raised and pressed back toward her shoulders. She lifted her head to dazedly watch the beautiful lecheress' face bury itself into her now nakedly exposed loins, her short black tresses tauntingly grazing the silken flesh of her quivering belly as she began to lick and suck at her hot, wet cunt with a furious hunger.

Jean's cloud of moments before had begun to wear thin and she found herself wishing she had smoked all of the euphoric cigarette. The mind-bending sensations Maggie Keele was firing in her sensitive young loins and causing to flutter intensively in her teenaged belly were breathtaking; yet even as she began to uncontrollably writhe and squirm beneath the woman's burning, lustful tongue and sucking lips, revulsion toward the obscene lesbian act reared within her. Her upbringing and natural instincts were in total contrast, and she had never in her remotest dreams believed she could willingly be a party to such perversion. But then, vaguely, she remembered Ken and her reason for submission to the majestic woman's salacious depravity… she had promised to help free him from prison… yes… yes! And there she must lie on her back with her legs obscenely raised high, her soft, tingling thighs spread wide beneath this beautifully wicked creature whose hot, wet mouth and probing tongue were bringing her unbelievable, forbidden pleasure… and she was going to help them… yes… yes!

Oh God! She was sucking her tiny, sensitive clitoris and nipping at it with her taunting white teeth, sending almost violent spasms of lust-building intoxication spiraling through her. It was near maddening… erotically maddening! Then, suddenly, her searching tongue had moved downward and was sliding smoothly in and out of the hot, moistened walls of her vagina, wetly rotating around the thinly bearded edges of its elastic-tight mouth, slipping deeply up inside her again as her passage dilated receptively to the woman's licentious love-making.

An unrestrainable shudder raced over Jean when she felt her obscenely spread buttocks being raised by the long, slender hands cupping the resilient, fleshy cheeks, and she voluntarily now held her own knees tight to her breasts as she sensed the hot, lust-provoking tongue trail downward through her smooth, hairless crevice to her tiny, sensitively flexing anus. It licked with a mind-shattering wantonness that raised guttural moans from deep in her chest; then its tip pressed firmly between the hairless, baby-like lips of the excited little hole, penetrating but a fraction of an inch, even though the erotically incited teenager had tried to help by relaxing her anal muscles to the fullest degree. And then, once more the deliciously wicked, hot tongue returned to her inflamed cunt, darting up into her like a frightened little serpent and always flicking back to her quiveringly erect clitoris, while the pressure mounted wildly in her fervid young loins.

Abruptly, Maggie Keele raised her head and smiled. Jean lowered her legs slowly, a wave of disappointment at the loss of the pleasure-bringing tongue flittering through her.

"Come down and kiss me, you luscious little love-bitch," the raven-haired woman hissed sensually.

Jean immediately sat upright while Maggie got to her knees between her still lewdly spread legs. Obediently, she wrapped her arms around the woman's neck, planting her soft, young lips on the moist, glistening mouth, tasting the poignant flavor of her own vaginal secretions there. The reaction of her aroused senses set off new infusing excitement coursing madly through her.

Finally, Maggie said: "I think it's time for another cigarette. We'll share this one, my little pussy-girl."

"Yes… yes…" Jean whispered, the woman's lewd and lust-rousing love-terms adding inexplicable fuel to her ever-building desire.

She watched the tantalizing movement of the woman's alluring nakedness as she crossed the room to the little enameled box. Her dazed, green eyes clung magnetically to the enticing little sway of her smoothly rounded buttocks, the stirring sight sensuously affecting her. It occurred to her then, that she had never fully realized the provocative beauty in a woman's body… the erotic enchantment of it… the forbidden desire it could create…

Maggie returned dragging deep and holding the marijuana smoke in her lungs before she lay down on the sofa beside her, extending the cigarette. Jean took it and did the same.

God! What was happening to her? It was all unexplainable in words. She had never before known such rapturous sensations. She sucked deeply and held it, the velvety softness immediately swooping down to envelop her. She handed the cigarette back to her lecherous lover and simultaneously, her hand, as if of its own volition, reached for the woman's lush, firmly resilient breast.

Maggie gasped in pleasant surprise at the soft, unexpected touch. "Ughnnnn… do you like them, my little cunt-girl…?"

"Y-Yes… oh yes…" Jean whispered, moving close to the beautiful woman's naked white body, trying to cuddle tightly against it.

Eagerly, Maggie engulfed her in her arms and held her, smiling in self-satisfaction down at her lovely young face. It was more than she had even remotely expected. The pot had completely bent the luscious young bitch's brain… destroyed her moralistic judgment and raised the basic, natural instincts to take command of her impassioned young flesh. Wild sensations of carnal lust charged through the older woman as she placed the cigarette between her lips and ran her hot hand down over Jean's soft, smooth belly, and down further to her vibrantly wet pussy, drawing a finger upward between the moist, flushed lips.

Jean moaned, attempting to move closer as Maggie cupped her own erect full breast and pressed its hardened nipple into the girl's young, receptive mouth. She began to suck hungrily, her small hand coming up to tenderly hold and caress the resilient mound of warm, white flesh.

"Y-You delicious baty-bitch!" Maggie salaciously gasped. "You love to suck my titties, don't you? Don't you?"

"Mmmmm… Mmmmm," Jean moaned in her overwhelming drugged passion.

"Damn… damn!" the beautiful, naked brunette cursed, the sight of the long blonde-haired teenager's lovely face and lush young lips glued so possessively to her breast firing her lust to even greater intensity. "Well now well see how well you like to eat cunt!" She smiled, tossing the cigarette into an ashtray and quickly maneuvering her voluptuous nakedness until she straddled Jean's prostrate form lying dreamily upon its drug-induced cloud, moving up until her rounded white buttocks flattened the young girl's erect, high-set breasts hard down against her chest.

Jean looked up at the beautiful face knowingly, remembering the intense erotic pleasure the woman's hot, moist tongue had brought her, a strange forbidden feeling of reciprocation filling her. Yet, even in her drugged state, she realized that she had never committed such an act of lesbianism before… but she wanted to… Yes, she wanted to! Then, Maggie was raising up until her wet, hair-fringed cunt was directly over Jean's excitedly gasping mouth… and she licked out readily with her tiny, moistened tongue, spreading the dark pubic curls, drawing it experimentally up through the length of glistening velvety flesh.

"Uuuuuuuuunnnnnngggghhh!" Maggie Keele groaned passionately as unprecedented sensations of raging desire charged hotly through the teenaged girl's curvaceous white body at the wickedness of her perverted act. She reached up with trembling, eager hands to grasp tightly the beautiful woman's smoothly flared hips, pulling her loins down closer as she raved her wildly flitting little tongue through the hot, pink folds of her warmly secreting cunt… exploring her erect quivering clitoris and the seethingly moist walls of her vagina, her own passionately inflamed desires continuing to mount within the exotic rapture clouding her brain.