Agnes Amour - Daughters That Swap

It was heated up and so was she. Sue let the dildo slide into her mouth for a moment, as if it really were a warm-blooded cock, which she would have preferred at the moment.

She sucked on the dildo, pretending to suck off a very big cock. She let her mind play back a series of memories of blow jobs she had given in her short love life. Fast ones, others that took hours of slow, excruciating ecstasy culminating in a thrashing screaming finale of come erupting like lava from a choked volcano. She found herself breathing harder and salivating heavily as she recalled these scenes.

Pulling the dildo from her mouth she let it touch the nipple of her right boob. The pressure was light and the vibrations were still slow, but she instantly felt a response to the light touch.

Her nipple sprang up at the end, and she giggled to see how it just shot up into the air. She raised the right side of her hips from the bed, with a tremor of hot pleasure as she stroked her tit. It sent waves of heat and happiness rolling through her exquisite body.

Sue sucked in her belly and watched as it rolled with the hole of her navel bobbing in the soft surface of her skin. She was certainly lusting for a cock. Many cocks, she almost cried aloud. Big hard, hot cocks!

Sue moved down her body with the silver substitute. She let it tickle her knee. It caused heat to grow rapidly and then it spread upward toward her luscious cunt.

She followed the wave of heat with the dildo. Massaging the inside of her thigh where the tenderest parts are located she shivered with the pleasure she was giving herself.

Sue spread her legs and played across the entrance to her love channel with the silver object. It vibrated gently, like the trembling of a leaf at the full pink lips of her twat. She drew it across the surface and let the thing arouse heat in her, letting it build up with some excitement.

The dildo hummed gently and she turned it up a speed. She felt her cunt disgorging a generous quantity of sauce, of the sweet thick juice she manufactured in such abundance when she was aroused.

She knew that the dildo would be slick and slippery with the waters of her passion in just a moment. First, she wanted to get herself fully aroused. She imagined scenes with the men she had fucked. The memory of them, of their huge stiff cocks, and of their ways with her, brought a whole surge of emotion to her breasts, and at the same time, intensified the hungry ache gnawing at her cunt.

She groaned, and let her head roll back on the satin pillow as she began to let her eyelids droop, taking this as a sign of readiness.

Suddenly she plunged the sterling silver dildo into her hot pussy.

She felt the warm friend probing, thrusting into the damp tender walls of her snatch. She rolled her hips up and down on the mattress as she played and let her mouth fall open to a whimper of pleasure. The touch of the object on her inner surfaces was a lovely shock to her. It was the filling sensation she was so desperate for. She wondered why she had grown so horny after all the orgasms she had experienced recently.

She was too busy with fun to ponder the basic questions of life. The dildo gave her immense pleasure, and she felt her shoulders shudder with delight as she pushed her sweet dildo up into herself. She could feel, from the way the thing slipped easily into her and around once it was inside of her, the sweet pleasure it was going to give her.

She shoved her pelvis up into the air, and she twitched her buttocks with abandoned passion. She began to toss on the silver satin sheet and her lustrous hair played wildly out over the pillow and across the soft sheets. She was losing herself to the fun she was having; beginning to lose her sense of time and place. The dildo did the job nicely for her in a pinch.

Increasing the speed of the little pleasure appliance, she thrust it into herself with quicker strokes. It was a poor second to actually fucking, but neater, though, in some ways. She didn't have to ask for a different rhythm or a little less elbow, please. She just fucked her cunt with the thing at her own pace and put it away when she was done with it.

Sue pushed the dildo so that it rose up high in the hole of her deepest passions. She flicked it swiftly across her clit as well. She moved the silver object in circles, clockwise, against herself, and she felt her hips swallowing the pressure with a kind of hunger, or thirst.

Whatever the feeling was, it was delicious to her craving body, she decided.

Throwing her head back deep into the pillow, she began to moan loudly. Had she been with a giant of a man she might have been more vocal in her appreciation of what she felt. But Sue felt foolish calling out things when she was by herself. The thought was ridiculous, because she could not prevent a few little cries from escaping her lips as she worked on her pussy.

"Ohhhh! Oh God, it's. nice. Oh God I'm hot. It's such a fine feeling. Oh, it feels good, sooooo good! It feels so fantastic! So Wonderful!”

She wished though, at that exact moment that a man would walk in and crawl in bed with her, on her and in her, hard and hot. She wouldn't have to be doing all the thrusting, all the work. She was a lazy cunt, she decided, a low, sweet bitch who enjoyed having pleasure delivered to her. She loved to lie back and take pleasure from some big stud, to feel his hot cock and his hands pumping, squeezing and pushing her flesh into a state of orgasmic oblivion.

Sue made the best of every situation, however, and she let her regret for her loneliness pass as she twirled the dildo into her pussy. She tossed her head and thrashed against the silver sheets. She felt the little quivers of anticipation as she perched on the verge of coming. She began to gasp and to sweat with a fine film of sexual exercise.

The gates of the dam were creaking, weakening. She felt that she could not hold on, she was peeking, and her thighs were almost numb from the intensity of the sweet pleasure she was now experiencing.

Her pussy was throbbing and very wet with the sauces of her passion. Sue licked her full ruby lips because they had begun to dry from the workout she was giving herself.

She churned and pumped, humping herself with a total loss of inhibition. She gave herself everything. Switching the dildo up to top speed to give herself one or two more moments of sweet pleasure, she put the sterling silver imitation cock up to her asshole.

The trusty little mechanical penis slid as readily up her rear door as it had into her cunt. She felt her back tingle with the waves of glory that spread out from her rear side.

Sue loved to have a quivering, tingling thing up her ass, whether it was a finger, a cock, or a dildo. She flexed her cheeks, back and forth, and up and down against the thrust of the dildo as it caressed the channel of her ass.

Shrieking out loud, she knew she could not hold on for another ten seconds. She was sliding into her orgasm and wanted nothing more than for its blessed glories to wash over her and float her away to unconsciousness. It was her favorite way. She retrieved the dildo from her asshole and reinserted it into her begging cunt.

"Hmmmmmmmm," she cooed softly as she felt the touch of the dildo to the lips of her pussy.

She felt, too, her pussy lips virtually leap out to suck the thing back in. She thought perhaps her cunt had a mind of its own, and she often wondered if she possessed her cunt, or if it, in fact, were the boss of the two of them. She let the question fade, and she hunched her hips up hard into the dildo. It began to seem dark to her even as the sun grew brighter in her bedroom.

Sue ripped the air with a cry as she came. The sound was not a syllable that could be found in a dictionary, but anybody who heard it would know exactly what it meant. It meant that a fabulously sexy woman had just gotten off, had come, and had her pussy reamed out so nicely that she almost felt pain from the pleasurable beauty of her orgasm.