Elvira Gets Meddled With 5 (Patreon)

Feeling tiny and delicate in the midst of such bounty, Daphne suckled at Elvira’s massive breasts, using her sharp teeth to make herself felt in all their marshmallow fullness. She sucked a bullet-shaped nipple into her mouth and ground her teeth into it. Heard a deep purring and realizing it was herself, mewling over how she was washing Elvira’s milk-white breasts in saliva and swollen redness.

With strength born of passion, Elvira pushed Daphne lower, urging her to use her newfound curiosity on all of her own offered body. “Bite me! Bite me like an animal! I love fucking animals!”

She opened her long legs, Daphne still mouthing her breast, ducking underneath it from Elvira’s pressure, but still able to lavish her lips and tongue on the underside of it. Elvira could only let her, while stroking her own finger across her womanhood, coating it with her lust. She brought her finger to Daphne’s mouth, having her kiss it instead of more of her tit.

The pungent flavor slammed into Daphne’s senses; she relished the taste of Elvira’s impassioned cunt. Sucking the juicy finger into her mouth, she forgot even Elvira’s softly rotund cleavage and kissed more of Elvira’s hand, desperate for another taste on her slender fingers.

“Delicious!” Daphne gasped.

“There’s more for you to taste,” Elvira moaned hotly. “Get down there. Taste it. I want that tongue up my cunt.” She shoved Daphne downward with a forcefulness that the redhead couldn’t have resisted if she wanted to.

Daphne was still overwhelmed by the suffocating potency of Elvira’s breasts, dazed, wavering in her foggy lust for Elvira as if drugged. She went with Elvira’s guidance, too aroused not to kiss and lick as she went down Elvira’s belly, sloshing her hot tongue into Elvira’s navel.

Her nostrils flared, detecting a scent that paired with the taste she’d just gotten off Elvira’s finger. She descended lower, finding herself swooning over the object of her desire: Elvira’s creamy pussy.

“Lick me!” Elvira panted through jagged breaths. Her hips rolled, tempting Daphne with the knowledge that those fluttering convulsions of her lower body could be wrapped around the redhead’s tongue. “I won’t be hard to get off. Just put that tongue in and see how you like having your head between my legs. I’ll come right in your mouth—then I can kiss that sweet cunt right on your lips. I like the taste too…”

Daphne didn’t know if she could stand to be hit by such an onslaught as the tastes and wetness within Elvira’s sex. She ran her puckered lips over Elvira’s thighs instead, delighting in their succulent fullness, her eyes fixed on Elvira’s vivid pink pussy.

Her mind swirled with bubbling desire. There was such wetness inside of Elvira’s slit that it oozed out, just the sight of it making Daphne lick her lips in anticipation of that delicacy being on her tongue.

“Don’t torture me!” Elvira whined. “I’ll have to torture you first to show you how it’s done…”

It wasn’t a game for her, not anymore. Elvira’s lust had grown until it was far bigger than her. She was crushed underneath it, unable to get loose until Daphne helped her satisfy it.

“Just eat it, eat it quick! I’m going out of my mind!” She opened her swollen labia lips for Daphne. “Eat me!” It was a rasping demand. “EAT THAT CUNT!”

Daphne lifted her head from Elvira’s trembling thighs and saw pure passion in the goddess’s flaring eyes. A sly but ill-fitting grin spread on Daphne’s pretty face. “When I’m ready,” she told Elvira poutingly, like she was a snobby socialite turning up her nose at an hors d'oeuvre.

“Eeeeee! You little cunt!” Elvira keened, loving Daphne’s response as much as she hated it. The redhead was a natural. Elvira throbbed with the thought of having her, over and over again, as Daphne grew into her luscious sexuality. “I’ll come just from thinking about it! You can’t stop me thinking about it!”

Daphne’s inhibitions were gone. Her own desire broke her as surely as a whip would. She couldn’t defy her own need. She drove a finger into Elvira’s endlessly swallowing pussy, feeling the clasping walls roil with every millimeter her fingertip traveled.

“You like that?” she crooned.

“Yessssss!” Elvira told her, voice cracking. She rode up and down on Daphne’s finger, her inner muscles squeezing the pleasure from being fucked, moment after moment, just having that wonderful piece of Daphne inside her. “Now your tongue! You can feel how good that pussy feels! Now taste it! Get your mouth on my cunt before it comes for your stupid finger!”

Daphne took her finger away from Elvira’s sex and the moment it was in open air, and all she could feel on it was the wetness that had been inside Elvira, she couldn’t resist licking it clean, sucking it clean. Her head whirled round and round. She needed more.

Daphne dropped down between Elvira’s thighs, ready to take that delicious taste from those velveteen lips until she overdosed on it. She clamped her lips around the heated slit, holding onto it as Elvira shook with wild jolts—jabs of pleasure like the pitched need Daphne felt in her own empty cunt, spurring her on.

“Ahh! Oh! Daph! Suck me! Suck me!” Elvira pumped herself onto Daphne’s endlessly giving mouth, grinding and twisting with the least little motion of Daphne’s tongue, her proud breasts heaving with each sexual spasm she gave. Her hands roved over her own flesh, seeking out her own tender breasts with the same lustful enthusiasm Daphne’d had for them. She clawed into her aching tits and swore: “Yes! Ghh! Fuck me with that tongue! Make me your tongue’s bitch!”

Daphne felt overwrought. Her sweaty hands grasped Elvira’s curving hips for a moment, then slipped into the decadent feeling of her lush ass, tongue still dug into Elvira’s cunt. She licked into one end of her and groped into the other, always with plenty of lavish flesh to be tasted and caressed.

Elvira cried out rapturously: “NN! NN! YESSSSS!” She was wild, maddened with her pleasure, thrashing on the ground with lips gaping and incoherent moans filling her mouth. Her fists pounded the floor, filling every second of silence that Elvira’s verbalizations hadn’t already stuffed full.

Daphne lashed every inch inside her with her tongue, tasting an endless helping of Elvira’s cream. She lapped up the flavorful juice Elvira lavished onto her face and lips; sucked for more from the swollen lips of Elvira’s labia. Reveling in the succulent taste hitting her senses, again and again, like a lightning rod being struck repeatedly.

Her mouth let go of Elvira’s folds only to go to Elvira’s tingling clit and pulled on it for every last taste she could get. Daphne was immediately rewarded with a piercing cry of pleasure.

Elvira was beyond pleased by Daphne’s ministrations. She raged at how good it felt. “Ohh! HHGH! Daph! Bite my clit! I don’t care if it hurts! Make me commmmeeee!”

Daphne did so with merciless fervor. She chewed on Elvira’s clit like a piece of gum, caught it between her teeth and pulled on it until Elvira was a mass of whimpering, writhing flesh.

“Daphne! Daphne! I’m close!” Elvira’s hips pounded on the carpet, her cunt endlessly roiling and moistening, her breasts jiggling, her feet kicking out and fingernails clawing at the rug. “OHHH! I’m so, so close! I’m gonna come soooo hard!”

Daphne savored getting off another woman, knowing she was responsible for a level of satisfaction that she would glory in if it were her. She was determined to give Elvira every bit the orgasm she would want in her shoes—licking and biting Elvira’s succulent cunt, getting it convulsing as hotly as it could, then driving her tongue in to taste the flood of juices and ride the clenching of her folds.

She took her tongue out the moment Elvira’s sexual rush began to lessen and she slashed it over the hard button of her clitoris, pushing Elvira off the plateau she’d been on and into a spectacular finish.

“COMMIIINNNGGGGG!” Elvira roared, her wail filling Daphne’s ears as her wet explosion filled Daphne’s mouth.

The orgasm coursed through Elvira, covering all of her writhing body like a spreading wildfire. She soared, trilling as her cunt pulsed again and again, feeling as though it were being hit by giant waves—all cresting and crashing to work their ferocious might against her senses, stripping Elvira bare and leaving only the sated hunger at the core of her.

Daphne hardly needed Elvira’s scream ringing in her ears to know the other woman was coming. Elvira’s body gyrated and twitched like that of a woman possessed, a river of hot cream fleeing her spasming cunt, defying Daphne to enjoy the overriding taste to its fullest. Daphne took the fury of her climax, feeling Elvira’s juices slap against her bare skin, while her teeth held tight to Elvira’s jumping clitoris.