LISA vs LUANNE - CHAPTER 7
By HGHunt
Luanne, eager to divert the direction of events towards
a different compass heading, pulled her hips back and let the synthetic phallus
ooze out. Divesting her pussy of that big dick allowed a moment of relief from
the stretching and pounding she had endured. Reaching over she pulled it out of
Lisa.
Lisa rose up onto her elbows, watching Luanne for signs of either aggression or
submission; unsure as to just how spent or deflated the orgasm had made her and
what her state of mine would be. Her scheming hatred merged with the unwanted
but necessarily elevated libido to prevent her from leaping into action against
Luanne. Her pussy ached, but not distressingly so. Her clit, swollen with
excitement loomed over her gaping chasm like a sentinel. “Take THAT bitch!” Lisa
managed a heartfelt taunt, even as her clitoris glistened and shimmered with
reflections off the dewy mixture of feminine juices.
Its pink plumpness attracted Luanne’s immediate attention; her eyes riveted on
her target and she reversed her body around with a flourish, full of wicked
intent. She plopped onto her front and her face dove low towards Lisa’s pussy.
Lisa allowed Luanne the access she wanted, her recuperation taking precedence
over retaliation, and her lust making it easier to allow. Her heaving chest
found a rhythm as Luanne’s mouth explored Lisa’s lavender-scented orifice. The
initial touch of mouth on labia sent shivers through Lisa’s groin, darts of
pleasure radiating outward through her body. Lisa sensed an edge; a scant
feeling but quite real. Thinking to herself “I got her. I got her. I got her
going. She’s not done yet, but I have her where I want her. There’s no way
she’ll be able to keep up with me. I’m just going to let her get me off and then
it is Katie bar the door, ‘cause I’ll go after her for real!”
Luanne encountered no reciprocal interventions and she earnestly began to work
her tongue and lips all over Lisa’s moist pussy. Luanne’s blonde hair bobbed up
and down between Lisa’s widely splayed legs, delicious energy flowing from mouth
to cunt. Lisa soon added some hip-humping rhythm to Luanne’s oral manipulation.
Thrust, thrust, thrust. She felt the rich elegant sensations caused by Luanne’s
tongue dancing over her clitoris. Ms. Tongue dashing deep into her pussy crevice
and bringing wads of wetness out to the surface and then spreading it like warm
butter on toast all over Lisa’s hair-sprouting labia lips, smothering her plump
kitty clit in gooey residue of slime and saliva was having the expected impact
on her arousal. “Ooooooo, this girl is good!” mused Lisa in a moment of
absorption. Her hips lurched forward, achingly after even more and stronger
pressure from Luanne’s probing mouth. Twisting this way and that, the pressure
on her to come kept growing and growing. As Luanne responded with quicker and
firmer jabs with her tongue across Lisa’s clit, the simmering erotic pressure in
Lisa’s groin neared its limit. Luanne hummed deeply in her throat
“mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” and she sucked Lisa’s clit between her lips, pinching it
tightly over and over with delicate and pleasing precision. Her timing was
exquisite as the inevitable orgasm rocked through Lisa.
Her upper thighs pinched around Luanne’s ears, pinning her head in place as her
cunt throbbed and burned with sizzling excess, dazzling Luanne’s mouth with a
surge of juice overwhelming Luanne’s oral cavity. For 15-30 seconds Lisa pinched
her thighs together and Luanne obligingly continued to lick and slurp and suck
Lisa’s clit throughout the throbbing orgasm.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. You are a pretty damn good cunt licker, BITCH! But now
it’s time to turn things around.” She let her legs slack off of Luanne’s ears.
Luanne lifted her face out of Lisa’s crotch, the slick moisture that smothered
most of her face glistening in the soft light of the two small lamps. “You
better believe it too, you fucking whore. I’m an even better cock-sucker. After
I’m through with you I’m gonna prove it to your sexy Steve, and you won’t be
able to stop me, because you’ll be all worn out!”
The bravado in Luanne’s voice and the confidence behind it took Lisa back a bit.
She hadn’t expected such a verbal attack. But the response that dominated Lisa’s
mind was ire; pure and passionate ire at the audacity of Luanne to bring up
Steve and threaten to suck his cock.
“I changed my mind you filthy tramp! If you think you’re THAT good, you’re going
to have to prove it to ME over and over again.” She slammed her thighs together
as she lurched her hips upwards to capture Luanne’s head right back where she’d
been. “EAT ME AGAIN! EAT ME AGAIN! You fucking clit-sucking whore!” Her snarling
voice trembled with the anger which had overpowered her former judgments. “I’m
gonna really teach this bitch a lesson,” she mused silently as her thighs
released their pressure just a bit, to find out what Luanne would do.
To be continued