1. A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 13


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    screamed. I don’t want to kiss them! They are saggy and wrinkly and I don’t like you! Instead I used my sweetest girly voice. “Yes, please may I kiss them, Auntie?” She mashed my face against her breast, which felt hot and soft, and I closed my eyes and wrapped my lips around her huge nipple, sucking and licking for all it was worth. “That’s a good girl,” she moaned, guiding my head to her other tit and making me repeat my ministrations there. Then the hardest part came. She guided me down onto my knees and my face ended up inches from her soaked panties. “Kiss them!” she ordered. I puckered my lips and slowly brought them down on the wet spot. Looking up at her, her wide and gleeful smile radiated down at me. “Do you want to taste Auntie’s treasure for real, Bunnie?” A swallowed down any misgivings I had. Unlike those times I had been allowed to taste Anne’s sweetness, or her friends’, the only thrill I felt was that of the forbidden, the kinky. “Yes, Aunt Helen, please, may I kiss your treasure?” She slowly slipped them down, exposing the most lewd pussy I had ever seen. Not that I was an expert. Her outer lips were soft and, thank god, shaved bare, but her inner lips hung out more than an inch, crinkled, large and wet with her arousal. She let the panties drop to the floor and spread her legs, her vulva opening and exposing the pink flesh inside. Then she simply waited. I hesitated for a bit, but when I saw a hint of annoyance flicker over her eyes, I caved in and leaned ...
    forward. She hadn’t been one for tender foreplay, so I didn’t hold up with it either and simply licked a long trail from her opening to the top of her slit, making sure to give her huge and slightly asymmetric clit a good lick. A part of me wanted to close my mouth and run away. But another part tingled with excitement at the demeaning action, the wrinkly thighs that framed my head and the intensive aroma on my tongue. “Yes,” she moaned, “keep licking like that!” I did, and the speed of her breaths increased rapidly. Soon she was gasping and moaning above me. “Stick two fingers inside!” she commanded. Her love tunnel was loose, I barely felt her pussy walls around my fingers, and quickly added a third one. That appeared to be the right thing, because small gasps escaped her throat. “My clit!” she suddenly cried out and grabbed my head, guiding my mouth over her pearl. “Suck it hard, slut!” As if I had another option. I sucked as hard as I could, driving my fingers into her slick hole with abandon, and a few seconds later she shuddered all over, cried out and mashed my face to her pussy. “God, that was nice,” she finally purred when she had gotten her breath back. “Who would have thought that our innocent schoolgirl is such a good pussy licker.” She even patted my head, and I tried but failed to suppress the feeling of warmth in my stomach at her praise. “But let’s get to the main event of this lovely evening, my little lover-slut,” Helen sing-songed and pulled me to my feet ...
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