Yes, fistfuck my pussy – to start.” I replied, in the same tone. She looked puzzled, butI didn’t respond. Her hand reentered my wet snatch, this time with her thumb tucked against the inside of her palm. She moved it in and out slowly, getting a shade deeper with each thrust. Soon the widest part of her hand was stretching the skin surrounding my pussy. It hurt. “No!” I said, as she bean to withdraw for another thrust. “Push! Push it right in.” She complied with a lusty grin, and with a painful jerk, she was in me up to her wrist.
“Fuck me! Fistfuck me!” I commanded. Karen pushed in and out, quickening the pace as she learned how much my stretched snatch could take. Her arm moved in deeper, until I could feel her fingers exploring places I didn’t know I had. It felt so good.
“Move your hand around. Open and close your hand. Make a fist!”
She responded with a giggle, and proceeded to do so. Then she opened her hand again, and stretched her fingers as wide as she could, causing me to gasp. In and out, open and closed, her hand explored thr depths of my most private place. My second most private place. I reached between my legs and grasped her arm near the elbow, beginning to pull it out.
“Am I hurting you too much?” she asked with concern.
“Oh, no,” I laughed lustily. “Give me your pussy.” I touched my finger to my lips as I said that. She eagerly swung around, where I placed her on her back, and moved into a sixty-nine position on top of her. But instead of dropping my cunt down onto her mouth, I placed a knee on either side of her torso, and stuck my ass high into the air. “Touch my asshole. Stick a finger inside.” She complied, and began to whimper as my tongue slashed at her clit.
“Another finger. Push them in and out.” I had forgotten about the dildo jammed up her pussy, which was now in my face. I pulled it out with a loud slurp, and held the dripping thing out behind me so that she could see it. “Take it!” I ordered. “Put it in my asshole.”
“Really?” she said with wonder in her voice. “You can take that up your ass?”
“Do it!” I commanded. Her fingers had opened my sphincter enough that it slid in without much trouble. She fucked my ass with it while I ate her sweet, dripping pussy to an orgasm. She has a pretty pussy. Her labia are large, but not too large. Her vaginal fluid tastes more sweet than fishy, but it has that unmistakable sexual flavour. The aroma around her quim was delectable. She used a very mild perfume that mingled well with the wonderful cunty smell. She was completely shaved, not uncommon for women who expect to get most of their sexual gratification through mutual cunnilingus. I enjoyed licking the whole beautiful area.
“Now,” I instructed Karen, “pull that thing out and put three or four fingers inside.” She did, but she was clearly surprised. She went straight to four fingers. My ass pushed hard against her pretty little hand.
“You don’t mean…”
“I told you – fistfucking my pussy was a start. Deeper!” I moaned, but went back to work on her clit. “Your thumb!” My asshole stretched wide open. She pushed and pulled back, then pushed her hand into my ass again – but not nearly hard enough. “Twist it into my asshole. Push harder,” I instructed. Karen did what she was told. I tongued her pussy hole. She worked my anus hard, until the beautiful pain became almost too much for me. But then, with a final searing thrust, it was in! Karen was really, truly, fistfucking my ass! I was screaming out moans as my asshole clenched down on her wrist, locking it inside me.
“Now,” I whimpered, “we’re almost there. I need one more thing.” Karen was shocked once again. “Fuck my cunt with your other hand!”
“Your CUNT?” Karen questioned. Good little lesbians don’t say cunt.
“My CUNT! My fucking CUNT! Fist my CUNT!” I commanded. Karen fisted my cunt. Her left hand slipped in very easily.
The sensation of a fist in both my holes at the same time was like nothing I had ever experienced before – not any of the hundreds, no thousands, of sexual experiences with men, women and both together had prepared the depths of my loins for this incredible violation. Karen found a rhythm with her hands – pushing one deeper while pulling the other back – that sent me over the top. It must have looked like she was punching me – left, right, left, right! I gushed into her hand and moaned from the depths of my throat. I engulfed her pussy with my open mouth and tongue-fucked her until she cried out for me to stop. When I was fucking well ready, I stopped.
Victoria and Karen, a pair of well-fucked lezzies, fell back onto the bed and cuddled each other for a while. Karen impulsively moved to Victoria’s mouth, frenched it with passion, then rose before Victoria could draw her back into a sexual frenzy again. Karen dressed quickly and left. After she washed her hands.