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"All worked up yet?" sighed Pran, "You're slobbering all over me. What a mess."
Pran ran her hand through her hair, to which Pat only mumbled in agreement. She hadn't really been listening at all, she was too busy worshipping Pran's breasts. While sucking the left nipple into her mouth and nibbling on it from time to time, she kneaded the right breast with her hand.
Oh god, Pran's breasts were just so perfect, Pat would never get enough of them. They were so full and round and heavy. When Pran wasn't wearing a bra, they hung slightly and then Pat could see her firm perky nipples that always seemed to be hard and screaming for attention. When Pat fucked Pran's breasts, every time she thought she was in heaven, this must be what clouds felt like: soft and heavenly.
Pat sucked on Pran's big nipples with all her might, eliciting a small moan from her. Oh, how Pat lived for those sweet sounds from her girlfriend. She lifted her head to look at Pran, the only reason to stop roughing her up.
Pran looked at her, her head resting on the fluffy pillow and her long silky hair was like a halo, spread around her. Her face was slightly flushed and her full plush lips red, where she was probably chewing on them the whole time.
Pat couldn't resist and leaned forward, kissing her, sucking her full lower lip into her mouth, just like Pran's nipples before. Pran returned her passionate pace and eagerness, there were hardly anything she loved more than kissing. Pat pecked Pran more often, but when they fucked, Pran could spend hours just kissing deep and wet, driving Pat to the brink of insanity, hard and aching.
As they kissed, Pat could feel Pran's tits pressing against her own. She moaned in response, pressing herself even closer to her girlfriend, letting her nipples rub over Pran's. Her own nipples were so much more sensitive than Pran's, sometimes it didn't take more than a few twirling and pinching strokes of Pran’s hand and she was leaking.
This time she was already dripping, Pran had made her hard quickly and meticulously sucked her cock hard three times with her sinful mouth and then circled the tip once with her tongue and Pat had already been panting. Pran had then put a cockring on her so that she just did not come early.
Because Pat came very easily and very quickly, as obsessed as she was with Pran and her luscious plump body, it usually took Pran just a snap of her fingers and she creamed her panties.
Nevertheless, a cockring was not really necessary, even if Pat came, she was on the one hand quickly back on board and on the other hand always ready to please her girlfriend any time. How many sunday mornings had the two of them spent in bed, while Pat had spent hours between Pran's legs.
But Pran kept emphasizing that it was more fun this way, this way would give Pat's efforts a certain desperation and urgency that only made everything hotter and more intense. Which was crap, often it was Pran who begged desperately at first for Pat to finally suck her clit into her hungry mouth.
But who was Pat to oppose Pran. She probably let her do anything when it came to Pran's pleasure and happiness.
Only under a protesting sound from Pran, Pat was able to break away from her and looked into her girlfriend's pouting face. Pran just loved kissing so much, once attached to her lips it was hard to get away.
Pat let her mouth trail Pran's lips down her neck, leaving a wet trail of hungry kisses. Right where Pran's pulse beat, she began sucking, renewing the hickey that seemed to permanently inhabit her tender skin. Pat had a similar hickey on her neck, though it was more of a bite mark, Pran usually being rougher with her when she was on top.
Pat couldn't wait for the next time Pran fucked her own little hole with her strap, she also got so easily leaking every time, she hungered so much for her girlfriend's hardness.
And then Pat had arrived back at her favorite place, Pran's full breasts and left smaller marks there as well, sucking in her soft skin and inhaling the intense scent of Pran. She couldn't help it, taking a big whiff between her breasts, which slightly drifted apart without a bra, as huge as they were, and then she licked from there to Pran's armpit.
Pran made a sound between moaning and giggling, Pat knew how sensitive she was there, too happy to tickle her girlfriend there often to elicit one of her wonderful giggles. But this time she was more focused on Pran's arousal that seemed to flow from every pore of her body, Pat could swear she felt and smelled it with every fiber.
Pat was devoted on exploring and worshiping every inch of Pran’s skin, her own erection completely forgotten, until Pran grew impatient and lifted her hips, pressing them against Pat's body.
This caused Pran’s soft pudge to press against Pat, giving her friction at her dick, and at the same time Pran’s hot center rubbed against Pat’s broad thigh. Both moaned loudly in unison at the friction on their most aroused places and while Pat dribbled precome on Pran's belly, Pran wet Pat's thighs.
Her little white slip was obviously so drenched, it was like Pran's naked hot pussy was humping Pat's leg directly, the rough lace providing some extra friction.
But Pat wasn't done with Pran's upper body yet. Gently, she pushed down on her girlfriend's hips. "Patience."
"Baby," Pat could hear her pouting and she was almost ready to give in, but her own desire for Pran's body won out.
"Princess. I haven't paid any attention here at all.", Pat murmured and gently ran her hand over Pran's tummy. She then moved further down her body so that her thigh no longer rubbed against Pran's cunt, eliciting a huff from her.
But Pat was already lost again in Pran's body, in the next glorious part of her: her belly, her waist, her hip. Pran's tummy wasn't round, but it wasn't flat either. Where her panties cut into her skin, love handles formed around her hips, which Pat loved to grab and squeeze, and some pudge formed above her crotch, everything so easily visible when Pran wore one of her too-tight panties, as she did today.
She had on a white thong that was so wet by now that it was basically see-through, cutting so tightly into her body that all the golden skin overflowed and made Pat's mouth water. Her luscious juicy pussy lips were also almost spilling out of the too-small piece of fabric, but that was something Pat would indulge in later.
Together with the white lace bra, where Pat could see through the dark nipples and large areolas, which she had been wearing before, she was like an ethereal sight to Pat.
First, she began circling Pran's navel, drinking in her scent. Her hands dug into Pran's love handles kneading the soft gentle skin there, while from the navel she kept biting into Pran's fragrant flawless skin leaving little red circles that would be gone by tomorrow.
Pran involuntary lifted her hips, by now desperate for some friction and Pat pushed her back down, just as Pran loved to tease and drive her to despair, so did Pat love to drive her to utter ecstasy.
"You're like a puppy with its toy," Pran murmured as she watched Pat play with her pudge. Then she pressed her leg against Pat's dick and inevitably she gave a mewl and started rubbing herself against her. "And like a puppy, now you're humping my leg too."
Pat knew what her girlfriend was up to. She wanted to use her words and leg to rile Pat up to finally hurry and give her what she wanted so badly.
And honestly, Pat could also still barely contain herself, as much as she would have liked to continue paying attention to Pran's belly, the scent that was wafting from her pussy to her was making her senses foggy and her mouth water.
So she let herself slide further down the mattress until she was at eye level with Pran's soaked panties. It was transparent, so wet was she and her clit was so aroused and swollen that it stuck out and Pat couldn't help herself and leaned forward to suck the little hard knob into her mouth.
They both groaned, Pran because her craving had finally been satisfied and Pat at the taste that exploded on her tongue, she couldn't wait to drink from Pran unhindered.
But to do that, she first had to free her girlfriend from her slip. It was so snug that Pat could barely get her fingers between Pran and the piece of fabric, she struggled to peel it off her body. She straightened up and slid the slip down and could see a string of slick still clinging to the fabric until Pat had pulled it down to Pran's knees. Pran had red marks in her love handles where the slip had pressed into her skin.
When Pat finally had Pran completely naked in front of her, she took a moment, overwhelmed by the sight before her. If she hadn't had the cockring on, she probably would have come on spot by the sight alone, Pran was just so incredibly sexy, it was almost detrimental to Pat's health.
Pran had spread her legs and unabashedly presented Pat with her wet pink pussy that was just screaming for attention.
But before that, she had some part to pay attention to.
Pat bent down again, but instead of tasting the honey, she went for Pran's thighs first. She loved Pran's thighs. They were so thick and soft and just massive. Just like her breasts, Pat could spend hours between them, preferring to be smothered by them.
Unlike Pran's tummy, Pat was less careful and gentle with her thighs, instead really biting here, nibbling the fat flesh, sucking on it, leaving a mess of marks on Pran's wonderful sun-tanned skin.
Pran made little mewling noises again, and Pat knew she was equally aroused and frustrated that she was making her cunt wait again. But she knew how sensitive Pran was on her thighs, every time Pat put her cock between them and fucked them, Pran got dripping wet.
And this time, too, Pat could see now without slip a little stream flowing out of Pran's pussy into the sheet beneath her.
She grabbed the right thigh and laid it over her shoulder, burying her face in all that skin as she squeezed it with her hands and the flesh spilled out from between her fingers. There was just so much thigh, it was like Pran was just made up of soft curves to drive Pat out of her mind.
At some point, Pran's thigh started twitching and Pat realized that Pran was at her limit. When her muscles started twitching uncontrollably, it was a clear sign of how far gone she already was. She tried to press her cunt into Pat's face, continued to desperately lift her hips and grab Pat's hair, but she was about to suck another hickey this time into Pran's left thigh.
Realizing she wasn't going to be successful that way, Pran brought out fiercer tactics, after all she knew her girlfriend all too well. "All that cream of mine… what a waste." And as if to emphasize her point, Pat could see an extra thick drop of slick dripping out of her hole and about to be soaked up by the sheet.
Before she had even made the conscious decision, she laid forward in a flash and licked it up. Immediately, the taste buds on her tongue exploded, as they did every time she tasted Pran.
Pran tasted salty and intense at the same time but also so so sweet, it was the best combination ever. It was simply delicious.
Like an addict Pat began to lick it all up, letting her tongue slide all over Pran's naked bushy pussy searchingly and the excessive slurping sounds, were so obscene, it brought a blush to one's cheek but not to the two of them, too used to these noises.
Pran was breathing heavily and buried her hands in her pillow, as much as her thighs were trembling around Pat's head, she was near and Pat was hungry, wanting to make her girlfriend overflow, so she closed her mouth around her hard clit and sucked.
Pran had been so pent up, the brief direct stimulation on her clit, the feel of Pat’s slobbering mouth on her hot flesh was all she needed and she was coming already. "Nghngh," she moaned as her toes curled and a tremor ran through her body. Her hips lifted and she pressed her pussy into Pat's face, which continued to suck her nub hard and tight as Pran rode the wave.
When the orgasm washed over her she sank back down on the mattress exhausted, after the long foreplay the climax had come hard and intense over her. Her whole body hummed with sensitivity and the endorphins pumped through her bloodstream, her pussy felt like it had caught fire.
She tried to push Pat's head away from her, but she made a protesting sound, mumbling still buried in her cunt. "Don't play hard to get, I know you have more in you."
With that she settled in to slurp all of Pran's slick, letting her mouth slide over every inch, her tongue licking up everything from Pran's asshole to her clit.
Her labia was clearly swollen and flushed, it was as if her whole body and all her sensations were focused on the place between her legs that Pat was eating with all eagerness and desperation.
Pran had closed her eyes and let her head sink into the pillow, loving the feel of Pat's mouth between her legs and the slight buzz of overstimulation after her first orgasm, the rush of Pat's swollen lips as they sucked her folds and Pat's little humming noises which she made every time she ate something delicious.
Quickly Pat felt drunk on Pran's taste and aroma, meanwhile she was tongue fucking Pran while her big nose rubbed against her clit. The heady scent was so intense, so ripe, Pat wanted more and more of it buried her face in Pran's pussy while her fingers kneaded the flesh from her thighs.
She let her tongue circle inside Pran, trying to lick up every drop of slick, which flowed out of her unceasingly. Especially after her first orgasm, Pran only got wetter, which Pat relished in so much.
She rubbed the rough top spot inside her hole with the tip of her tongue, eliciting moan after moan from Pran. Her voice was now less of a meow, instead deeper and her breathing choppy, like when she was pleasuring herself into overstimulation with her magic wand.
Her nose involuntarily rubbed harder over Pran's swollen clit because of her mouth motions, and Pat couldn't resist, inhaling as deeply as she could, wanting Pran's scent forever in her nose, her lungs, her memory. Her whole face was practically dripping, a shiny glow of slick, the sight only brought Pran faster to the brink of her next orgasm as she looked down at her girlfriend.
Pran felt that she was almost there, but that it needed a little more pressure to take her over the cliff and she couldn't help it, reaching into Pat’s black hair to press her face harder against her cunt.
Pat let her use her, continuing to fuck her with her eager tongue and letting Pran practically ride her face, her nose now buried so deep in her folds that she was practically out of breath, but who needed to breathe when she could eat Pran's pussy instead.
And then Pran's muscles started twitching again, her abdomen rising and falling like crazy as her moans grew more and more frantic, literally smothering Pat in her center. As she came, her thighs pressed Pat's face from right and left, and for a moment it was as if she was sinking into Pran’s body.
The orgasm lasted even longer than the first, wave after wave crashing over Pran and greedily Pat slurped all the slick up, fresh and sparkling from the orgasm it was even more delicious and addictive.
As the climax subsided, Pran once again let herself sink exhausted into the sheets, each of her thighs falling to the side so that Pat could finally breathe again, already missing the feeling of suffocating. Her dilated pupils swallowed her eyes as if she had just taken a shot of a drug and her whole face was so wet, it satisfied Pran so much to see her girlfriend so used and lost, marked by her.
"Fuck me." gasped Pran, her hair slightly damp from the sweat running down her body and her cheeks only rosier than usual.
But Pat had other plans for her for now. She knew that if she played her cards right now, she could make Pran rain.
She stayed between her legs and once again let her tongue slide through Pran's folds once from bottom to top, giving her a shiver of overstimulation. "Not yet. One more love." she whispered back, her focus alone drawn to Pran's quivering pink pussy.
With skillful precision, she let her hand swoop down aimed at Pran's clit, eliciting a strangled sound from her and another full-body shudder. "Pat" Pran gasped, the burn of the blow to her most sensitive spot so soon after her orgasm making her head all mushy.
Pat unleashed a few more slaps against her clit in short intervals, and the mixture of pleasure and overstimulation, left her clit almost numb, it was so huge, swollen protruding from her cunt, and she could see it pulsing. Pran only made unintelligent sounds, Pat had fucked her silly.
But she was far from finished. Now she was getting to her real target. Slowly she let two of her long fingers slide into Pran, where they immediately drowned inside, she was so so wet.
Leisurely Pat let her two fingers slowly slide in and out, enjoying the feeling of the wet heat around her fingers and imagining how later her cock would sink in here. She had to moan at the thought herself and felt her own cock twitching, the erection by now ignored and aching for so long. She couldn't help it, and rutted her lower body against the sheet to get at least some of the much needed friction. She was sure that the moment she took off the cock ring, it would immediately pour out of her. Maybe she should hurry after all.
Pat positioned her hand palm up while her two fingers searched for the rough part on Pran's upper wall, which she had already worked with her tongue earlier. When she found it, she lightly scratched it, eliciting a small cry from Pran. Wonderful.
And then she set to work.
Luckily Pat was skilled, because she needed the strength in her arm now, as she fucked both her fingers into Pran at a furious pace, making sure to rub as hard and as much as possible over the special spot inside Pran each time.
Pran had thrown her head back into the pillow and her mouth opened into soundless scream as her eyes rolled back into her head. All she could do was lie there and take what Pat gave her, certain that she would never be able to grasp a coherent thought again, her girlfriend would wreck her irreparably if she kept this up.
Pat pumped and pumped her fingers and soon her plan was working as more and more fluid spurted out of Pran's pussy, more liquid than her usual honeyed slick. With her sheer stamina, she doubled her efforts and at the same time pressed lightly against Pran's lower belly with her free hand.
She knew that Pran initially had reservations about letting herself go completely out of fear of squirting, as it could get quite messy, but Pat had assured her several times that there was nothing hotter for her, that she would love to make her squirt all the time.
The way Pran was writhing in the sheets and her muscles were twitching all over her body, it didn't need much more and even though Pat didn't know if Pran could hear her, so far gone as she was, she still spoke encouragingly to her. "Let go, love."
Apparently Pran had heard her because the next moment, she gasped with a squeak before she started to scream and let go.
Pat's fingers were catapulted out of her pussy, so strong was Pran's spurt and then she squirted, all over the sheets, herself and Pat. It was really like rain, Pat got soaked as if she had taken a shower. Later, Pat would surely have to wipe the floor and the mirror across from the bed clean again.
Quickly she got down on her knees and started rubbing her cock over Pran's pussy, making sure with the extra friction against her overstimulated clit that her orgasm dragged on forever. Her screams had become gurgles by now, but her pussy kept twitching like crazy and gushing over Pat, who herself was so high from the sight and feel of her squirting girlfriend that she was sure she had a slight orgasm despite cock ring.
When the stream became less and less and Pran's strained voice was nothing more than a croak, she slumped down weakly and Pat wasn't sure if she hadn't fainted. It took all her effort not to finally slam into Pran's wet heat, but for now she had to make sure her girlfriend was fine.
She leaned forward and took Pran's face in her hands and really, Pran looked like she had passed out. Pat gave her a gentle kiss and like a sleeping fairytale princess, this seemed to wake her up and just as tenderly, she started kissing Pat back.
Eventually, however, Pran broke away from her and let her own tongue slide over her lips, tasting herself from Pat's slick wet face. "Are you finally fucking me now?" she said with a tired nod.
"Haven't I already fucked you good?", Pat couldn't help herself, gloating that she fucked her girlfriend so good.
"If you don't want to...", Pran put in with a grin and quickly Pat shook her head with a protesting sound and slid back down between Pran. She grabbed both of her thighs and spread them apart and let her cock slide through the wetness, her cock now so engorged and dark, it was madness that the cock ring hadn't burst already, so thick and swollen it was.
With trembling hands from lust, Pat grabbed her cock and finally, finally, finally let herself slide into her girlfriend's dripping melting tightness. With a groan, she threw her head back and let the sensations wash over her. There really was no better feeling, Pran was just so perfect, so tight, no matter how many times Pat fucked her. It brought tears to her eyes.
Pat had no sense of time anymore, but eventually Pran's voice roused her from her ecstasy. "Do you want to fuck me now or just sit inside me?"
The brat. Pat didn't need to be told twice and started thrusting with all her might, which also immediately silenced Pran and made her eyes roll back again.
It was so so good, Pat would love to fuck Pran forever and with the cockring around her cock maybe she could. She put Pran in all sorts of positions as she ceaselessly jackhammered into her, accompanied by the squelching sound of her wet pussy. At one point she fucked Pran from behind, groping and slapping her ass to match the red flush on the rest of her body. Her ass was also so so round and jiggly and soft, and when Pat rubbed her rim, Pran clenched so hard that Pat moaned while her cock got drenched.
Pran no longer knew where she was or who she was, from the moment Pat started thrusting and her swollen fat cock rubbed over her sensitive pussy walls, she was just cumming. She didn't know anymore if it was orgasm after orgasm or just one never-ending orgasm, but by now tears were running down her cheeks, she thought her body must be breaking in the face of all the sheer ecstasy.
At one point Pat had Pran lying down in front of her again while she was kneeling and pounding into her, watching her big tits jiggling up and down. When she came, she wanted to come on them, wanted to see them marked with her jizz.
Pran hadn't been able to answer for a long time, but Pat knew how much her girlfriend loved it when she poured herself all over her.
She slid out of her and pulled the cock ring off, eliciting a sigh of relief. But instead of jerking over Pran's tits, she wanted another taste of her pussy, she was so insatiable, wanted to fuck her a little bit longer.
But she had overestimated herself, the moment she shoved her cock into Pran's wonderful hole, her orgasm rushed through her body like a bullet and all the pent-up sensations of the last few hours burst into a mind-melting and powerful orgasm.
The cum just shot out of Pat and filled Pran, but that was not what she wanted, so she quickly pulled her cock out again to cum on Pran’s tits. But in the process she made an absolute mess, her cock spurting load after load and as she crawled up Pran's body with her cock in her hand, she practically drenched her girlfriend's entire body with her cum.
To ride out her orgasm completely, she started jerking off and then finally she spurted on Pran's breasts, her jizz flying so much that some of it landed on Pran’s face as well, dripping from her nose down her cheek to her full pink lips.
Pat was flying so high for a moment, the cock ring had really paid off, she was sure she had the most powerful orgasm of her life, it rushed through her whole body from her hairline to her little toe.
When she had finally wrung herself dry, she let herself sink onto the mattress next to Pran, who was also still completely fucked out and trying to catch her breath.
When her ears finally stopped ringing, Pat slowly opened her eyes and let her gaze roam over her girlfriend.
Pran’s entire body was covered in a film of sweat and flushed, especially from her neck to her cheeks and her pink pussy glowed wet and red. Her upper body heaved rapidly up and down, making her tits wiggle, which were covered in Pat's cum, as was almost the rest of her entire body: from her face, where she could watch Pran lick it from her lips, to her belly and thighs, which shone creamy white, to her pussy, from which the thick load gushed out.
It was like a renaissance painting, an obscene one, but the most glorious and beautiful one.
Pat couldn't help herself and reached for her phone on the nightstand and took a picture of Pran. The click of the camera seemed to wake Pran up from her trance and her eyes began to focus again as she caught sight of Pat beside her, looking at her with all the love and admiration that still made Pat's knees go weak after all this time.
"I bet," Pran grinned drowsily, "I can make you come more often the next time I top you."
Pat replied, nudging her girlfriend, "Bet accepted”.