Busty Babes 1/Busty Babes - Vol 1.iso/stories/latinlab.txt

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"Latin Labe-Licker"

For years I'd dreamed of fucking another woman, but until I met Carla, a spicy,
long-legged Chicana, it was nothing more than that - a dream. I'm 24, with
curly blond hair, deeply tanned legs and large, firm breasts with small
nipples. I have fine blond hairs on my inner thighs that fade gently into my
full bush. Plus, I've got a tight little ass that never fails to make guys good
and hard.  Now, don't get me wrong. I love a big dick pounding at my gap, and my
pussy gets drenched when I feel a man's heavy balls pumping hard against my
ass. But id always wondered how it would feel to be in the arms of another
woman and see my pretty blond rug being smothered by her fur. One morning at
work I was horny as hell, and I suppose it must have shown. I tried to work,
but I just couldn't stop thinking about my hungry muff. My undies were wet, and
my pussy was aching for cock. I was thinking of the night before, when I'd
gotten fucked so hard that I could hardly stand. The guy's big rod made my
pussycat purr, and I couldn't get him out of my mind. I wanted more of his love
deep inside me. Carla worked at the desk next to mine. I usually told her all
of my dirty thoughts, except for ones about wanting to sleep with women. We
liked to make each other horny by telling of our adventures with men. That
morning she said I looked like I needed a good, nasty fuck. She came by after
work for drinks. We popped in a porn video into the VCR, and while we watched
the movie, we discussed our likes in bed. She said she liked to get reamed from
behind and that she liked warm cum drip down her soft, deep crack. I like guys
to squirt on my face, and I love slurping jizz off my pink lips and chin.
Talking about men and watching the movie made my crotch really sweaty. We were
sitting on a furry rug by the fireplace, and before we knew it, our knees and
thighs were beginning to touch. I think we were both a little nervous, but we
didn't move an inch. She looked up at me with her dark, sultry eyes and said, "I
love to suck pussies. Do you?" Id never done it, but id always been curious.
Once , I sniffed a woman's juice on my boyfriends cock, and I knew it wasn't
mine. I was angry, but I didn't say a word. I don't know why, but the smell of
another woman's honey on his prick made me hot. I opened my legs and shoved his
unfaithful rod deep inside. I then rubbed his shaft through my tight, fleshy
ass crack. Before he could shoot his load, I took his entire ten inches down my
throat and licked him clean as a bone. The pungent musk of our two pussies,
combined with the smell of my ass, turned his prick into a weapon I couldn't
resist. He shot on my face, and I begged him to hold me tight - to never let me
go. His jizz splashed onto my chin, and id never been more content. When I told
Carla this story, she said I was making her wet. Before I could move, her
tongue was halfway down my throat. I was shaking and afraid, but I prayed she
wouldn't stop. What would it be like, I wondered, to suck on her nipples and
rub her dark crotch? The passion of her flickering tongue made me weak. She
knew I was frightened. But just like a man, she pulled me hard to her chest and
said it would be all right. Her hand crept inch by inch up my leg toward my
thigh. I cant describe how helpless I felt when she lifted my skirt and grabbed
my silky drawers, roped them tight through my slit and pulled them up into my
steaming, hungry gash. She nearly lifted me off the ground! I was a lost little
girl, and I wanted to be her naughty little slave. My cunt was more than
willing! I didn't know what to think or expect, but I knew that I wanted to
admire her petite, girlish ass. She pulled my skirt down to my heels and
unbuttoned my blouse. I was now dressed only in heels, panties and bra. Carla,
kneeling right in front of me, cupped my cheeks and snapped my undies with her
teeth. Her bright red fingernails dug into my flesh. "Such a soft, fucking
beautiful ass," she moaned. "Touch me there, Carla. Slip your hand inside." She
stood, and I sucked on her breasts while she held me tight. She slipped her
finger into my mouth, and the musky flavor overwhelmed me. "Taste me," she
whispered. I noticed that she wore a tummy bracelet, which hung to the top of
her fringe. I fell to my knees and licked her feet, calves and thighs. I
reached for the band of her frilly pink panties, which didn't hide all of her
muff.  Her tiny clit popped into view as I tugged her panties off. I smelled
her girlie spunk as she pulled my head into her gash. I took my time kissing
her ripe slit, nipping at her flange and sucking her hard clit. "Stick your
finger in me," she begged. I slipped my middle finger into her squirming ditch.
Her muscles clamped tightly around me. My finger moved quickly in and out as I
massaged her sassy lips and clit with my palm. I reached back to squeeze her
full, fleshy ass, and her pit wiggled like jelly on my finger. I flipped her
onto her hands and knees, grabbed her thighs and pulled her ass right up to my
face. My blond hair flowed through her crack while she screamed and howled. Her
hand crawled right up her backside, and her fingers desperately sought her
brown-eye. In and out they plunged. At that moment I knew how it felt to be a
man, to see a girl squirming on a cock, being fucked like a dog begging for
more. By this time my own little pussy was sopping with love, so I mounted her
full bodied haunches like a naked cowgirl and gave her a good hard spank. "Now
you kiss my hot little snatch!" I said.  I spun around and straddled her face.
Her tongue popped out of her mouth and flicked at my hips like a big, fat
snake. "That's right. Sit up and lick me. Suck my horny little twat dry!" I
reached back for her muff, but she'd beaten me to it. She had her fingers deep
inside, and her groans grew loud. She took my hand and shoved it right in,
wrapping herself around my fingers. It suddenly occurred to me that I was going
to make a girl come. "Take me, Carla. Make my pussy yours." She slipped her
hand into my crotch, kneaded my hairy mound and parted my vulva with her
fingers. Then she ran her hand down around my ass and back up into my fur. She
pulled my legs apart, kissed me hard on the mouth and then softly on my
breasts. "Touch me," I begged. "I want your gash against mine." She mounted me
slowly, deliberately. She crawled between my legs, and she lifted them high. My
knees were back to my ears. I gasped as I felt her digging digit plunge deep
into my shit mine. I squirmed and begged for more. Just then another finger
wormed its way into my overheated snatch. God, how I squeezed! Her fingers
moved in and out, back and fourth. Occasionally her long, dark fingers would
pinch my clit hard and then, quick as a cat, jam right back up my slit. The
sensation was phenomenal, and I found myself wishing I could feel like that
forever. I came like a banshee, bucking and squealing. I was an animal. She
ruled over every inch of my body, manipulating every nerve. And then she fucked
me like no man ever could. She wrapped her legs around my waist, grabbed my
hard by the hands and pulled my body fast against hers. Our pussies finally
kissed. Her big, black, shaggy muff smothered my rug, and her soaking-wet
canyon slopped against mine. She rode my gravy filled fuck box like a bronco in
heat, and our asses flapped to the beat. When I slithered my finger into her
gorge, she came. Sweet nectar flowed between my fingers and all over my hand.
Out tiny cunts made love, and I knew that my Latin lover was definitely worth
the wait.

=The End=