Notes from the Underworld

No, bitch, I am the fucking Virgin Mary. Jessica had always been told not to speak when her mouth was full so she didn't send out that little jab but it hardly mattered. The woman was moving and moaning and digging her nails into her as if on cue. Jessica had always enjoyed the scratchers and she was enjoying River to her fullest extent. Her tongue began to make circles around River's areolas and she licked them up as if it were the sweetest lollipop she had ever tasted.

River's lower half was also quite the candy store. She worked River's swollen clitoris more and more, picking up the intensity. The dull thud of the table let Jessica know that the blonde hellion was letting her freak flag fly. Jessica took that as a sign to insert her index finger and her middle finger into River's warm and wet sex. She began pumping them in rhythm with River's hip movements.

The woman's moans made Jessica want to get more and more moans and cries of pleasure out of her. She once again ratcheted up the intensity both with her mouth and her hand. This night had gone from good to great.

There was a part of Styx that saw this as defeat, like she was succumbing to Jessica's charms by cuming first. Someone had to be in control, and between women like them that was destined to be a difficult experience every time.

But there was a larder part of Styx that recognized this as some of the best sex she'd ever had, and couldn't have given less of a shit who 'won'. Right now, the only thing that mattered was the overflowing dam between her legs. The cracks were starting to show. The waters was leaking. Any second now, the flood waters would pour out and wash Styx away with them.

She reached and grabbed Jessica's hair, yanking hard on it with both hands. Partly because she wanted to, partly to hold Jessica in place, partly because she needed something to grab on to as the orgasm began. Styx shuddered as she felt the juices flowing out of her pussy. "Yes...yes."

A firm hand was placed on the back of Jessica's head and she wasn't going to pretend for a second like she wasn't going to enjoy it. River's sex was practically overflowing and Jessica was going to have her cumming on this dirty floor in no time. She was damn good at this and she knew it. Jessica tapped all of her sexual powers in giving all she could to River.

Jessica had no doubt that River would pay her back with an orgasm of her own. Her mind raced with possibilities as she continued to work the blonde woman and bring her to climax. She could feel the orgasm building up in River's body and was ready at any second to feel every last shudder and moan of it. Jessica bit down one last time and inserted her fingers deeper than she ever had before.

Jessica wanted orgasm, and Stxy was more than willing to oblige her. If anything, she would have a surplus.

Styx let out an ear-piercing feral roar as the orgasm tore through her body and came out all over Jessica's deep and daring fingers. There was a moment of pure chaos in her body,  spasming and bumping all around, going so hard it almost seemed like she could unseat Jessica, toss her off like a rodea. Styx knew she couldn't though. Girls like Jessica knew how to ride too well.

Her screams turned in moans. Her moans turned into slow, steady breathes. She relaxed under Jessica's body and bathed in the afterglow, not even bothering to hide the look of supreme bliss on her face. She opened her eyes after a moment and looked into Jessica's, letting her see the fury returning to them before she rocked to the side and flipped them over once again. Now she was on top and she knew exactly how to make the best of it. "My turn."

Jessica licked her now soaked fingers. River tasted like freedom and Jessica loved it. She loved the screaming ferocious orgasm that Jessica had just given her as well. Jessica sensed the lust and anger River had within her and went down on her back without a struggle. Her zipper went down without a struggle and she began to peel her tight jeans off.

Jessica ran her fingers through her hair. Alright, your turn. "What do you have for me?" Jessica posed the question with a smile. She was ready to be taken by the woman, ready to have her own fun.

Styx started off the only way she knew how: with excessive violence. Her hand shot out and wrapped around Jessica's throat, giving it a fierce, powerful choke for two seconds, then easing up and changing it to a gentle caress. "You're smug, you know that?" She dropped and laid all the way across Jessica's body. Feet against feet. Knees against knees. Head against head. Breasts against breasts. Pussy against pussy.

"When I look at you, I see a woman who wants to own the world." Styx started to slide down Jessica's body, dragging along it and making sure they stayed pressed together for every moment. Occasionally kissing. Occasionally nibbling. Occasionally biting.  

"So strong." She bit into the nipple, worked the tip between her teeth.

"Bold." She ran her teeth all the way down Jessica's stomach, scratching away at it and leaving a thin trail of spit.

"Headstrong." Her tongue darted out and traced the rim of her belly button.

Finally, she reached the main attraction - Jessica's sex. Fertile and ready to be conquered by an invading tongue. Styx took a deep breath and blew into it, getting close but not quite applying her lips. Not just yet. "You'll either rise brilliantly or crash in a fireball. It'll be fun to watch, both ways."

Jessica liked the firm hand on her throat. She would never to admit to anyone but she found it incredibly exhilarating. Her nostrils flared and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Of course she was smug. She was the best and she was going to tear through this awful federation and she wouldn't stop at one belt. Any belt she could get her hands on would be hers. No doubt.

Jessica was also lapping up River's praises. She was strong and bullheaded and bold as purple hair in a subway car. River varied between nibbling and biting and Jessica was halfway to heaven. She placed her hands on the top of River's head. The anticipation was beginning to kill her and River knew how to work a girl up.

Jessica also recognized River's final sentence rang true. An old white dude with an awful haircut once said it was better to burn out than it was to fade away and Jessica was inclined to agree. Her she was burning with desire on the backroom floor of a bar.

Styx thought of herself as a musician, and rough, fuckable bitches were her instrument of choice. Jessica needed a little fine tuning, first. Had to be properly primed and calibrated. But now that the preparation was complete, she was ready to compose her masterpiece.

She reached around and grabbed Jessica's ass, sunk her fingers sink in deep and kneading the flesh, leaned forward, took a deep breath, and began.

Her tongue flicked out. Just a jab. Just a taste. Shooting out around the outskirts of Jessica's pussy, as if she needed to test the waters before she dove in. And then she did dive in - literally. Styx shot her tongue out and stabbed deep, sliding past Jessica's folds and running her tongue all along the insides for a few golden moments, savoring the taste and feel of her flesh before she finally pulled back out.

She let out a harsh laugh, hoarse and ragged, making sure Jessica's sex felt the hot burst of air that came from it, and then she went right back to work. "You taste good, slut."

River's hands were large and powerful and Jessica moaned with pleasure. This girl was such a tease and Jessica loved it. She moved her hips forward thrusting herself towards River. There was no way she could contain herself with such a powerful and sensual woman. She gripped the back of her head more tightly; wherever River wanted Jessica to go, she would.

Jessica desired this woman and her skillful tongue and wrapped her legs around her. She did taste sweet and Jessica wanted to give her all the honey she could. The tongue was inside her nice and deep and Jessica felt her leg shaking and all of her muscles contracting. This was going to be an earth shattering, mind blowing orgasm, Jessica could already feel it.

All Jessica could produce was a low "Oooohhhh" which she was more than happy to give. She felt the climax building slowly, excurciatingly slowly and the pressure was becoming almost too much...

Styx could have made Jessica scream. She could have licked away, clawed, nibbled and bit Jessica into pure ecstacy, could have fucked her to the point where she was left as a gibbering, drolling, dirty wreck on the floor, rolling around in a grisly stew made from her own juices.

Styx thought she could. What was more, she wanted to. But not quite yet. She had made a little promise earlier, and she wanted to see if she could keep it.

She kept their bodies close and wrapped tight, rubbing her breasts along Jessica's thigh and even giving her knee the occasional hump, making sure there was a fair exchange of bodily fluids going on. Her tongue continued its work, giving Jessica's sex a long, drawn out lick all the way from the bottom to the top, before dragging back down and started all over again. She monitored Jessica's movements. Paid attention. Waited until she was at the peak of pleasure, getting closer and closer, hotter and hotter, until...

Styx stopped.

She looked up at Jessica with the Devil's smile and rested her chin against the purple-princess's pussy. "I said I'd make you beg, didn't I?" Her tongue flicked out, tapping the tip of her sex. "One word. Five letters. Please. Let me hear it."