Mark Carver - Daughter turn on

But a girl's pussy didn't function that way. Cunt-honey did not spurt in torrents, it oozed and seeped and in some cases, like Cindy's, gushed in a small but steady stream of hot passion. There were no violent spurts of boiling jism, no great machinegun-like bursts of stinging cream, just a relentless flow of delicious pussy-juice.

And Sally's feverish mouth was so used to thick spurts, the stream of utterly sweet honey trickling into her eager mouth only whetted her appetite into a frenzy. She wanted more of Cindy's wildly exciting juices, yearned for a gallon of it flooding her throat and pouring into her stomach. Her lips and tongue, so accustomed to the sharp spurts of jism, worked into a delirium of greed while they waited for their just reward.

In due time Sally would, of course, orient herself to pussy-eating and to the disappointing fact that the boiling sharp spurts she loved so dearly would not be forthcoming no matter how eagerly she sucked a girl off. She would simply learn to be satisfied with a juicy trickle, steady if small, like a babbling brook instead of a bursting dam, when she greedily went down on a girl.

But with her voracious mouth now savagely locked to Cindy's delicious cunt, Sally had no interest in analyzing her greed. She wanted more of the girl's steaming honey and, Goddammit, the way to get it was to suck faster and harder and more eagerly.

Which she did with a blazing singleness of purpose.

Whimpering that she couldn't take any more, that she would go insane if Sally didn't stop, Cindy went into unbearable spasms of excitement, her tits heaving furiously, her eyes glazed with shock, her naked soft flesh shuddering in violent tremors of runaway lust.

She tried tugging viciously at Sally's hair, clawing her shoulders, pounding with her fists, wrenching her hips free, but all to no avail. In her attempts to free herself Cindy gradually and desperately worked her way off the bed and onto the carpet, which didn't deter the young nympho in the slightest. Sally would stay riveted to the source of her new ecstasy, would pursue it to the ends of the earth if she had to, intent only on filling her crazed mouth with more thrilling cunt-honey.

Only when Cindy suddenly went limp, fainting dead away, did Sally slowly come to her senses. While Cindy's pussy kept spasming with a will of its own, she noticed her sexy partner wasn't moving. Not an inch.

In a daze herself, Sally reluctantly tore her mouth away from Cindy's juicy slit. She licked at the sticky-sweet fluid on her cheeks, moaning happily. God, eating pussy was fantastic! Then she crawled up beside Cindy on the floor, panting for breath and staring down at her with concern.

"Hey, Cindy! You okay, honey?" she said. She gently slapped Cindy's cheeks and the girl moaned and stirred, her eyes trying to focus on Sally.

"Nnnnnnmmmm, oh God, no more," sobbed Cindy. "Can't take any more! Just let me rest, please, Sally, just, whew, let me, ooooooh, stop coming…"

"Gee, I did get carried away a little, didn't I?" Sally said with regret. She clutched Cindy's beautiful naked tits in her fingers and massaged them lustfully, her own cunt now a throbbing ache demanding its own due.

"Okay, no more for a while, Cindy," the younger girl told her, "but I'm gonna kiss you all over, everywhere but your delicious pussy, so don't get panicky now, right?"

Sally had never seen skin so silky and glowing as Cindy's, and she began licking it in a strange ritual of sex-worship, moving down from Cindy's arms to her gorgeous tits and over her belly. She took great care not to come too close to Cindy's twitching pussy, but she slavishly kissed and licked her moist inner thighs, then every inch of her satiny slender legs, then her toes and the soles of her feet.

It was a tongue-bath, a gently thrilling tribute to Cindy's sensuous beauty. And a blissful relief to Cindy after Sally's maddening blowjob.

Gently, Sally turned her over and worked her lips and tongue back up Cindy's naked flesh, kissing her voluptuous ass with hot whimpers of delight, lasciviously tickling Cindy's tender asshole with her tongue. Not harsh and greedy, like before, but a dreamy slow probing with her long tongue, reviving Cindy to a fresh new excitement, a languorous, easy-going excitement, not violent and urgent as before.

With her usual cunning, Sally now gently nudged Cindy onto her side on the floor, and worked her body around so that her thighs were edging close to Cindy's ripe mouth, while Sally nibbled on her bellybutton and toyed with her asscheeks.

Cindy's glazed eyes watched in fascination as the other girl's tiny pink pussy moved closer. A whiff of sex-fragrance drifted into Cindy's nostrils and she licked her lips and moaned softly.

Then she reached out and clutched Sally's tawny ass in her fingers. Taking a deep breath, Cindy buried her face into the steaming heat of Sally's thighs.

And at her first taste of hot young pussy, Jenkins' daughter went almost as wild as Sally. She moaned deep in her throat and crushed her mouth ravenously to the younger girl's squirming cunt. She buried her face between Sally's plump thighs as if finding a warmth and security and magnetic lure she'd never before known.

And she began giving Sally a feverishly hot blowjob in return for the other girl's thrilling assault. Cindy plunged her tongue madly into the juicy depths and caressed and squeezed and loved the naked hot flesh of Sally's ass as she devoured her with soaring lust, feeling the same strange delicious guilt and mind-whirling giddiness Sally had felt when she'd first eaten pussy.

Now Sally forgot her caution and her promise not to suck off the other girl any more. She couldn't resist those sleek thighs, that boiling young cunt, and she quickly dug her burning lips and tongue into Cindy's pussy, which was still gently spasming from her last violent orgasm.

Facing each other's crotches as they lay side by side on the floor, the two schoolgirls ate each other with savage passion, unable to get enough of each other's honey, groaning and jerking and rocking as they began shifting on the carpet, their tongues working hotter and faster and more greedily each time their pussies erupted with cum.

For a few minutes Cindy was on top, ramming her head down between Sally's trembling thighs, her feverish tits digging and rubbing into Sally's soft belly. Then they rolled over and Sally was on top, becoming the hungry aggressor.

Now that Cindy's complete attention was riveted to her new passion, the taste of Sally's juicy slit grinding lewdly to her mouth, the climaxes shattering through her cunt weren't nearly as nerve-racking or intense.

For a solid twenty minutes the two teenagers moaned and thrashed and rocked in sixty-nine on the floor of Sally's bedroom, oblivious to everything but the lustful taste and thrilling feel of tender hot pussy oozing sweet honey over their faces.

It was Sally who gave up first, on the verge of total exhaustion. Still Cindy clung to her thighs with blazing hunger, now snaking her tongue deep in Sally's tingling asshole, tracing her burning tongue-tip up along the crack of Sally's asscheeks to give her a teasing new thrill, then dipping back down to resume her lust-crazed blowjob.

And now it was Sally who was on the defensive, trying desperately to escape Cindy's wild, relentless mouth sucking her off in a pure frenzy of excitement. After a frantic struggle, Sally finally wrenched free and whimpered, shaking her head, dazed. Her pussy was numb.

For a couple of minutes both girls lay sprawled on the carpet, heaving for breath, their wild eyes watching each other with insatiable lust.

"I've sixty-nined with guys before," panted Sally, "but, oh, honey, it sure wasn't like that! Wheeewwww…"

"I could do it all night with you," whispered Cindy feverishly, licking her lips at the lingering taste of Sally's luscious little cunt.