Chapter VII: Night Time
I groan against Mag’s lips as she slams me into the wall that my bed is pushed against, doing my best to kiss back as the aforementioned woman darts her tongue around in an insane fever, her lips pushing, ramming and trapping mine. She forces her knee between my thighs and grinds it against my puss, earning a soft moan.
Putting my hands on her shoulders I push her back, causing her to stumble and almost fall, she grunts and looks at me, confusion showing in her eyes. I point to my bed and she grabs me around the waist, pretty much throwing me on the bed.
She crashes down on top of me, her lips searing mine then pulling back and slowly kissing down my neck, her hands tearing at my shirt. I roll us over, pressing my lips to my cellmate’s jaw.
My hands rip at her shirt, ripping most of the buttons off of the jumpsuit top and pulling her wife beater in half almost, my kisses moving downward, across her collarbone, down to the cleft between her breasts, licking the length of it, then kissing her right nipple, running the very tip of my tongue along the curve of her breasts, poking my tongue against the rubbery rose colored nipple hardens under my caress. I hear a sharp gasp and the body beneath me shudders.
I abandon the rosy-pink nipple and kiss down to the nest of black curls between a pair of muscled thighs, pulling down her pants as they get in my way and stopping to inhale the feminine musk coming from the pussy just below the curls. A strong hand guides my head to the juicing sex mound, I extend my tongue and lick the soaked slit, her tangy and bitter juices coating my tongue.
I push my tongue between her outer lips, spreading the inner folds of the flower like organ, the body jerks and shudders, a moan ripping through the otherwise silent room. My tongue finds the hidden jewel of Mag’s pussy, her clit. I flick my tongue against it’s hood, drawing a gasp from her. I busy my tongue with lavishing her sheathed jewel with long licks, while two of my fingers enter the hot and sticky depths of my cellmate’s vagina. Her clit slides free of it’s fleshy sheath and my tongue curls around it.
I thrust my fingers deep into Mag, letting my finger pads drag on the soft walls surrounding them, the pussy jerks closer to my face and a series of loud moans resound throughout the room, a spurt of spicy and bitter liquid covers my tongue and my fingers, I lick my hand and then clean my cellmate’s cunt.
I crawl up and pull my cellmate into a tender kiss, during which she rolls us over, her lips claiming mine as she turns the kiss into one of desperate need. Her hands rip at my shirt, effectively ripping it and then she death grips my boobs. I wiggle out of my pants before she rips them too. One of her hand pushes a finger into my pussy and then massages my insides, then that hand pulls away, but is replaced by the other one.
I groan loudly as two fingers ram into my cunt, fucking me hard as her other hand slips around and pokes an index finger against my anus. “What are yo-no not there!” I whimper as the finger plunges into my ass.
“Relax Rizzy, don’t fight it.” I take a deep breath and relax my ass, concentrating on the pleasure that the fingers in my twat are giving me pleasure. I groan as I feel a pair of lips capture my nipple, a tongue flicking over the rubbery nub.
Another finger slips into my ass, pumping me hard as the fingers in my pussy slow to a stop and start to pull out. I close my thighs around it. “No! I want it there!”
“Rizzy let my hand go, I need to grab something, open your eyes and look.” Open me eyes? I thought they were open, well that explains the darkness. I open my eyes and look at Mag, she pointing with her chin to a red dildo that’s very close to the bed, it’s a strap on, I think it is anyway. I release Mag’s hand and she reaches for it, grabbing it and putting it on with seemingly practiced ease. “Spread your legs a little more Rizzy.”
I do as I’m told, spreading my legs so that she can position herself as she needs to, all this time she’s kept her pace in my ass, steadly growing faster, my discomfort fading to slight pleasure. Mag slams the dildo into me, stealing a moan from my lips as my pussy contracts around it, she slams into me a few more times before settling into the fast-paced rythme she’s set in my ass, growing in speed almost every second, my moans turning to screams and my back arching high, an orgasm taking me away for a minute, then I drop back to the bed, a sticky fluid coating my thighs as Mag pulls out, she kisses me then carefully positions me belly down, my abdomin resting on a pillow. I’m left alone for about a minute.
I let out a squeak as my ass cheeks are spread and a cold, jelly like substance is spread around the outter star of my anus, then the anus itself, the inside of it and all that good stuff, needless to say I’m pretty greased up. I finger pushes into me with no problem and pulls out.
“Rizzy, relax your butt for me okay?” Mag’s voice says from behind me.
“Why?” I have a feeling that I know what’s coming.
“Just do it.”
“Okay.” I relax my ass, buring my face in a pillow.
In seconds I feel the warmth of Mag’s body pressing against my back, her rock hard nipples just below my shoulder blades. I also feel the head of the dildo pushing against the star of my ass. “Relax Rizzy.” She pushes the head in, slowly thrusting forward but not going any deeper, slowly loosening me, that I soon realized does nothing to stop the discomfort and pain that soon comes when she pushes about half way in. My ass clenches around her as my pain-filled sobs resound in the cell as she kisses the back of my neck and shoulders.
“Relax Rizzy.”
“Take it out.” I cry, trying to crawl out from under her.
“No, I’m not going to. If you unclench now, you’ll feel better soon, I promise.”
“Please!” I almost scream.
“Rizzy unclench now, you got ten seconds ’fore I start fucking you.” Mag growls.
I take a deep breath, slowly relaxing my ass, biting into the pillow as Mag slowly starts to ease the rest of the dildo into me. “Good Rizzy.” She pulls out and then pushes back in, the pain is sublime, I bite the pillow as I let ouf muffled sobs. Mag continues on unperturbed, ecreasing pace every thrust, soon slamming me mercilessly.
Though after awhile I start to adjust, the pain fading to that of a dull ache in my ass and a small jolt of pleasure filling me, soon Mag wraps her arm around my waist and lifts me slightly, her other hand slipping around and stroaking my wet slit with a finger soon poking it into my vagaina, then adding another one, and then third, finally a fourth, and then she just thrust her hand in up to the wrist, my sobs of pain becoming loud moans as I’m fucked, her hand keeping the same pace as the dildo, soon I let out a few barking moans, coming hard onto her hand.
Everything pulls away and I’m flipped ove, a tongue lapping at my pussy as the dildo is pressed against my lips. I suck it clean as those lips and that tongue take me to a world of pleasure.
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The mourning light filters through the slits of my eyes as I wake up and look around, Mag’s naked body is entwined with mine, both of us are covered in sexual juices, sweat and a bit of blood.
Mag stirs and opens her eyes, looking around groggily. She disentangles herself with me and sits up, grabbing her shreaded wife beater and getting it wet in the sink.
“Sit on the edge of the bed.” I do as I’m told and Mag begins to wash me off, getting almost every part of me, then washing herself. “Rizzy you’re my giri now.” She mutters.