Frankie changed her strategy. Frankie inserted the vibrator inside her own vagina and left it there. Humming. She held her friend’s hands hard to the bed so she couldn’t move. Shannon was trapped. Frankie started blowing on her pussy. Her fingers trailed across her labia like feathers. She stroked the smooth area above her slit. Shannon luxuriated into having that ultra-sensitive skin stroked. She’d had no idea that shaving would make everything feel so intense. Frankie touched her all around her pubic area, but she wouldn’t invade Shannon’s pussy. Shannon felt like a doll with a pull cord between her legs. Pull the string, watch me writhe, she thought. Frankie was taking her sweet time pulling the string. Shannon concentrated on breathing. The feeling of wanting to cum built up more and more. Then it became overwhelming. Shannon started bucking, wiggling. Frankie held her hands and wouldn’t let go.
Finally, Frankie rolled Shannon on her knees and started slapping her ass. The blood all rushed down, the throbbing started. She rolled her back over and spread her legs. Shannon was sure Frankie was going to start sucking her cunt, but she didn’t. Shannon quivered with anticipation. Then Frankie slapped her pussy. Five, six times. All Shannon wanted was penetration. She moaned, "Please."
Frankie pinned her to the bed again and started to bite her nipples. Shannon arched her back. She came. Frankie said, "Don’t do that. Stop cumming." She bit her nipples, holding them so tight with her teeth, they started to throb. Frankie lapped at the tips of her breasts and flicked them with her finger. Then she jammed her thumb inside Shannon’... Läs hela novellen
