1. Reading Porn at the Library


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Mili, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    most of them occupied with themselves. I hastily looked for a good follow-up story to keep the momentum going and smiled when I found the ones about my holiday with my friend Martina. "The next story," I said, "is about a dear friend of mine who not only shares all my kinks, but also likes to be used as my fuck whore." I began at the part where we went to the receptionist at the hotel, thinking of Vella as she squatted underneath my desk. My left hand wandered down under the table and ran through her hair, grabbing her and holding her between my crotch. She was licking me fast, her tongue flicking my clit rapidly, warm and wet, until, at the point in the story where I made the receptionist pee, I just let go. I pissed, loud and hard, down on Novella, hearing her gasp in surprise. Leaning back with my eyes closed, I just let my pee run out, not caring where it hit her or how she'd clean it up. I heard her gulp a little, but for the most part she just seemed to bathe in it, getting it sprinkled all over her nice tunic and pretty face. The stream was so loud I was sure everyone in the audience must've heard what was going on, but I didn't care anymore. I read on, frantically, almost breathless, rubbing my tits with one hand through the damp, clinging fabric. I pushed myself up, beinding forward across the table until I felt the dress get pulled under my breasts, exposing them. Behind me, Vella was still at work between my legs, sucking my pussy hard. Finally, ...
    when the young girl in the story began to push her fingers into me, one by one, Novella did the same. Her short, stubby fingers pushed hard up my sopping, piss-drenched cunt, fisting me hard from behind as I was bend across the table, reading to an audience of horny dykes. They cheered as her hand filled me, pushing hard up my insides, stretching my cunt wide just as I like it while many of the audience were now masturbating openly, almost provocatively. I couldn't finish the story, just screaming out the words as I came, "OH. YOU. WHORES. YOU FUCKING CUNT SLUT BITCHES!" My whole body shook from the orgasm, my pussy contracting around Novella's hand, holding it firmly in its grip. I was savouring the feeling, not wanting to let go yet, until I couldn't anymore and my knees gave in underneath me. I felt her hand slide out of me, and wet liquid run down my thighs, slow and cold, as I held onto the table, afraid to fall down. For a while I was lost in a muted cocoon of bliss and orgasm, but when I regained my senses, the first thing I heard was applause, coupled with a few ecstatic screams. I sank back down onto the chair, unable to stand. "Thank you," I said, quiet and exhausted. "You're the best audience I could've asked for." Vella smiled at me, holding me tight, her tunic soaking wet and smelling of pee, her right hand felt slippery on my shoulder, covered in pussy slime. "Real fans love everything you do," she whispered into my ear, then kissed me softly.
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