Their clothes flew off as they went into the livingroom. Naked, they melted together and sank to the carpet. Kirstie forced Marsha onto her back and began kissing her body everywhere. She felt urgent and aggressive, like a rapist. She mauled Marsha's writhing body with her savage mouth, tearing at Marsha's sensitive nipples with her lips. She pinched them with her fingers, as Marsha had pinched hers.
"Owwcchh!" Marsha cried out. "Oh God, baby, it hurts!"
"Doesn't it feel good?" Kirstie panted.
"Yessss! Suck me… bite me! Owwwnnn!"
Kirstie sucked one of Marsha's thick nipples into her mouth and sank her teeth into it. Marsha's whole body was convulsed by the sharp pain. She clenched her teeth and tossed her head, whimpering.
"Oh God… Kirstie! You're hurting me!"
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Don't stop!"
Kirstie sucked and bit Marsha's other nipple. Marsha flailed wildly, whinnying loudly with torment. Her lovely body was a mass of wriggling flesh. Kirstie got her hand between Marsha's quivering thighs and jabbed two fingers up the girl's flooding cunt.
"Aauunnghggg!" Marsha moaned. "Unh! Unh!"
Kirstie racked her savagely. Marsha's loud moaning and her thrashing body jacked up Kirstie's mad rapist lust to a fever pitch. She jammed three, then four fingers in and out of Marsha's slimy pussy. Finally she was able to get her whole hand into the widely-stretched slit. She pushed her hand in and out of Marsha's wet cunt, watching the agony wrench the girl's face.
"Oowwwnnggghh! Oh! Oh God, Kirstie! Aauuggghh! Unh! Oh! Unh! Ouggnnnhhhh! Ouch! Unh! Unh!"
Even through her wild lust Kirstie was aware that part of her was appalled by what she was doing. It was horrible, but she couldn't stop. A maniacal voice inside her head kept shrieking: He's mine! He's mine! He's mine! Her wedge-shaped hand plunged again and again into Marsha's open pussy. He's mine! Ungh! He's mine! Ungh! The force of her thrusting arm lifted Marsha's quivering ass up off the floor.
But even though Marsha was driven crazy by the torture, she didn't ask Kirstie to stop. Her body wriggled and writhed in torment. Her firm breasts jiggled and her smooth belly rippled each time Kirstie's hand penetrated her. She moaned and whinnied and squealed wildly. Her face was contorted with pain-pleasure.
"Oh! Owwwnnggg! Oh… baby… ouch! Ungh! Ouch! Aanngghhh! Oh! Oh God! Oh shit! Fuck me, fuck me!" she howled, flipping and surging crazily, pumping her groin up into Kirstie's jabbing hand.
Marsha's pliant cunt responded to the vicious hand-rape by opening even wider. Kirstie soon found that she could close her hand into a fist. She began fist-fucking the girl violently. Marsha became unglued. Her body shook with helpless spasms.
"Oh God! Unnnggghhh!" she grunted and gasped. "God, I'm going to come! Yessss! Harder… harder!"
Kirstie fist-fucked the poor shuddering girl for all she was worth. She shoved her hand up to the wrist in Marsha's pussy, shivering as Marsha's pathetic howls of lust and pain pierced the air. She fell with her mouth on Marsha's bouncing boobs, sucking and biting her nipples savagely. And Marsha suddenly stiffened, impaled on Kirstie's arm. She clasped her thighs shut on Kirstie's wrist and pumped, coughing and spluttering as a thunderous orgasm finally split her apart.
"Aauunggghhh!" she cried out. "Aunghh! Oh Gawwwd! Yyieeee! OOOOhHHHHH! Ungh! Ungh! Aauunngggiiieee!"
Kirstie could hardly believe what was happening. It all seemed so insane, raping Marsha with her fist! But she was too far gone in her own mad lust to care. The climax that wracked Marsha's spasming body made her own come-hunger unbearable.
She took her hand out of Marsha's cunt and swarmed all over the girl, pressing her body against Marsha's convulsing flesh.
"Fuck me… fuck me, baby," she panted. "Do it to me too. Do it to me too!"
"Oh… Kirstie!" Marsha gasped.
"Fuck me, honey… hurt me!" Kirstie begged her.
She rolled onto her back and pulled Marsha on top of her, totally expecting the worst. But her body crawled and pulsed with hot demanding passion. She wanted it. She wanted to be paid back. She wanted Marsha to give her the same kind of murderous fist-fuck she had just given Marsha.
"Do it to me… do it to me!" she panted as Marsha began to stroke and kiss her naked body. "Oh yes… yesssss!"
But surprisingly enough, Marsha was soft and tender to her instead of vengeful. She licked and softly sucked Kirstie's large nipples until Kirstie thought they would explode. Both of them remembered how Kirstie had climaxed the first time they did it, simply by having her breasts sucked. But Marsha was not going to let that happen this time. She kissed Kirstie's body everywhere.
"Ooohhhnnn!" Kirstie moaned softly, feeling the gorgeous sensations that Marsha coaxed alive in her trembling flesh. "Don't you… ahhh… don't you want to hurt me?"
"Noooo," Marsha murmured. "I want to love you and love you. Here… turn over. Let me kiss your back and your ass and every bit of you."
Obediently Kirstie turned over on her stomach. "But I… did it so hard to you," she said.
"Mmmmm," Marsha hummed, running her tongue up and down the wide valley between Kirstie's shoulder blades. "But it felt so good!"
It was when she began kissing and squeezing Kirstie's buttocks that Kirstie nearly went out of her mind. No one had ever done that to her. Marsha sucked and gnawed gently on the smooth up tilted moons. Fire squired through Kirstie's aching pussy. She moaned as Marsha pried apart her cheeks and began licking the crack of her ass.
"Mmmmm, does that feel good?" Marsha murmured.
"Oh God, yes!"
"And this?" Marsha tickled Kirstie's small puckering asshole with her tongue.
Kirstie moaned. The crack of her ass and her runny cunt flashed with hot desire. "Fuck me, honey, fuck me," she whimpered. "I want it!"
"And this?" Marsha repeated. Her tongue wriggled into Kirstie's rectum.
"Oh! Ooooooo!" Kirstie cried out.
Marsha held Kirstie's buttocks apart with her hands and tongue-fucked her asshole rapidly. Kirstie pushed her face into the carpet and gagged softly as the hot startling sensations darted through her. For a brief second she thought she was going to come. The rhythmic pulsing began to beat deep in her cunt welling and building.
But Marsha would not let her come that fly. Quickly she turned Kirstie over onto her back again. Her tongue delved deeply into Kirstie's aching slit. She pulled the cuntlips apart with her fingers and dove into the wet slash with her mouth, sucking and tonguing Kirstie's throbbing slit, slurping the pussy juice that was mingled with Rick's cum.
Kirstie was nearly out of control. The pleasure was almost unbearable. Marsha sucked her pulsing clit, but just when Kirstie was about to come she would stop. Kirstie shuddered and moaned, hovering on the brink of a killing orgasm.
"God… ohhnnnnn baby, let me come!" she whimpered. "Make me come honey! Oh God… ohhhhnnnn!"
Her fingers scrabbled in Marsha's hair, grabbing her head and pulling her mouth into the burbling gash. She yelped as Marsha's tongue darted deeply into her crack. Suddenly she felt Marsha's finger slip into her asshole.
"Aauughhh!" she groaned.
Beautiful fiery sensations shot through her ass. Her body escaped and twisted. Marsha began finger fucking her asshole and sucking her cunt wildly at the same time.
"Oh God, it feels good!" she panted. "It feels so good! Fuck me, baby… fuck me! Yessss!" Her words excited Marsha. She began to devour and ravish Kirstie, sucking her cunt and cuntlips savagely. She slipped another finger into Kirstie's clenching rectum and raped her viciously. Kirstie felt her climax building with so much intensity that she knew nothing could stop it now.