LLP-108 The Underground Model by Jean Sifton ... - OpenDrive

Gasping, their tongues continued to lick furiously in each other's mouths, following the rhythm of their
stiff, ramming fingers, now thrusting in and out of each other's sexes. There could be no gentle caressing,
for both girls were far too aroused and sexually excited to think of prolonging the love play. Together,
they separated and plunged into each other as wildly as they knew how, and neither girl tried to hold
back the mutual lust and hot passions that burst from their straining bodies.
Jennifer thrust her forefinger as far as it could go ... deeper and harder into the womb of the writhing girl
beneath her. Then, as the walls of her vagina slowly stretched to the pushing pressure, she inserted her
middle finger in with it, continuing to fuck wildly down into the marshmallow softness in lustful abandon.
Patricia lolled limply beneath her, allowing herself to be used and plundered, sucking back in grateful
homage to the lesbian that was working over her. Sinking into helpless delirium, she felt Jennifer's
fingers penetrating the depth of her cunt, bringing her to a pitch of nervous tension. Tension that
demanded release with every thrust, from every particle of her body!
Jennifer began to urge her loins up and down in an instinctive, mindless tempo of lust, her excitation
focused entirely on what Patricia was doing to her cunt and ignoring the pitiless squeezing of Patricia's
other hand around her breast and nipple.
Patricia's beautiful face was contorted and twisted into an expression of pain-filled elation. A low muffled
moan came from her lips, distorted in sound from the loud sucking noises of the hard long fingers now
pounding into her gaping cunt. Jennifer swished her dark tresses from side to side as she rammed her
fingers in and out of the young girl, as her firm tits danced and shook below her heaving chest.
Patricia was almost out of her mind, now. Her whole torso quivered under the blows of the impaling
fingers, but she clenched her inner muscles against them tightly, fearing that they might escape and end
her ecstasy before she had reached her climax. Then, she started to cum almost before she realized that
her orgasm was welling up inside her. The completely unnatural occurrence of being fondled and kissed
by a member of her own sex had triggered the spasm in Patricia much more quickly than normal ...
"Oooohhh, ooohhh," Patricia moaned, all the inhibitions drained from her mind, "Give it to me! Quickly
... or I'll die!" Jennifer obediently increased the maddening probing until Patricia felt the fiery hot ball
deep in her belly start to release its agonies, and she began blurting out incoherently all the vile words she
knew, pleading with the older girl, as the lust in her desire-wracked body deepened her wild frenzy.
"Oh God," she moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me faster ... Go on, do it!" Biting into Jennifer's lower lip, and
shaking her head from side to side, forcing the older girl to move with her, Patricia trembled out her
climax ... the plentiful ooze of her hot cum spilling over Jennifer's fast-working fingers.
Groaning aloud, the newcomer to lesbian love shuddered finally to exhaustion, unable to move, scarcely
able to open her eyes, Patricia with sudden stabbing of shame and regret jolting through her whispered,
"I'm sorry, Jennifer, truly I'm sorry! It'll be better next time, I promise it will. I didn't ... I couldn't help
myself ..."
Her voice trailed off helplessly. What could she say to the girl after all? What could she really say to her?
Just like all the other lovers Jennifer had gone to bed with, she too had failed her! Even if she made it up
to her later ... even now, when she had regained her breath ... she would still have shown Jennifer that all
she really cared about was her own satisfaction.
And perhaps that was all there was to sex. Ultimately, you only wanted to be sure of your own release
... your own pleasure. If you could achieve this and at the same time bring your partner some degree of
bliss ... fine! But that was only a by-product of sexual union, a something extra which rarely came true.
Lying there and thinking about it, Patricia silently thanked Mark for the brief joy he had brought into her