Free Sexaholics by Pynk

number on Miki’s head.
    In the blink of a horny eye, the drive was done and they were at Miki’s
     place. Miki was kneeling on her silver carpeted floor as she brought naked
     Valencia’s wide hips to the edge of her queen bed, positioning her just
     far enough upon her back. She placed a foam pillow under her ass and went to
     work, just as Valencia had taught her.
    She approached Valencia’s vagina ever so gently, placing her hands
     along each side of Valencia’s waist. She lightly brushed her lips along
     the collection of V-shaped pubic hairs and then circled the shape of
     Valencia’s labia majora with a light blowing technique. She found a cranny
     between her vagina and thigh and nibbled. Miki ran her fingers along
     Valencia’s thigh just as she liked, which evoked a feminine moan that was
     as soft as her pecan skin. Her response to the light fingertip touches made her
     squirm in anticipation.
    Miki looked up at her friend and took in her sensual expression of pleasure.
     Valencia looked back down at her, then leaned her head back, placing her hand on
     Miki’s head. She sighed in total surrender and trust.
    In tune to Valencia’s melodic responses, Miki pointed her tongue and
     penetrated her insides with a rolling point and narrow motion. She moved up from
     the entrance of her red-honey vagina to the bottom of her hood and swept her
     tongue upward, curling the tip and then sweeping back downward.
    Miki circled her prey, sucking both the labia and the clit hood.
    Valencia’s pussy lips grew redder and bigger, engorged with a rush of
     hot blood. Her womanly hips begged for more. Miki was teasing and withholding,
     provoking a desire to take her all the way.
    “Spread your lips for me,” Miki demanded.
    Valencia complied in an instant, bringing her hands down to expose her heated
     opening. Miki squinted her eyes and plunged her tongue as far as it would
     travel, and at the same time she grabbed Valencia’s ass.
    Miki backed away and smacked her lips. “Tastes so damn good.”
    She brought her mouth to the skin that surrounded Valencia’s opening
     and gave a tugging kiss, offering broad, fast, and then slow licks up and down,
     like it was cherry ice cream.
    Valencia’s hands were now on her own breasts, squeezing and kneading
     her skin, and she ground her hips.
    And then Miki went straight to Valencia’s tender clit and gave a kiss
     and lick on the outer skin. She used her thumb to pull back the hood, seeing
     that her bud was expanded, emerging in anticipation for what was to come.
    Miki focused on her girl’s breathing and grooved her tongue across
     Valencia’s clit, clockwise and counterclockwise, squeezing her clit with
     her lips, sucking it into her mouth, tickling it with lavish strokes. She then
     used her mouth as a vacuum, using up-and-down tongue moves similar to sucking a
     dick. Her head bobbed as she kept her rhythms exact. She sucked the clit to the
     roof of her mouth, gave a tongue push and flick, and held it. She then inserted
     one finger into Valencia’s greasy vagina and one finger against her
     perineal skin, all while making up-and-down tongue motions.
    Valencia ground like she was face-fucking and revved up in response, giving a
     bucking jerk, then she became motionless.
    Miki did not back away but kept at it with the same intensity, keeping the
     rhythm going, feeling the pulsating of Valencia’s tiny red penis in her
     mouth, and she held on. Knowing her friend as well as she did, she waited, then
     continued as another rolling orgasm burst into her mouth. Miki let it take its
     journey to full effect and then unravel little by little as it subsided. She
     removed her mouth from Valencia’s smiling clitoris and couldn’t help
     but smile herself.
    Valencia had her wrist over her forehead with her eyes closed. “Damn. I
     seen spots. I’m trippin, yo!”
    Miki grinned.
    “Chronic. I’m telling you. Your tongue is like
     chronic.”
    Miki giggled childlike