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Friday, September 27, 2002
Olga And The Cunt Queen
by Don
ekqhq835@hotmail.com
A beautiful black girl came into the room, and Olga smiled at me with a smile that said Watch This. The black girl, long and silky, was wearing a tight black elasticated mini-skirt and shiny red high-heeled shoes, and her hips slid smoothly around as she stalked around on her slim, sexy legs. She came over to Olga, smiling hello, but not speaking, and Olga kissed her lightly on the lips, stroking the girl's thick wavy hair with her right hand, and then letting her fingers slide naturally down the girl's throat and shoulder, moving at the same time to touch her own breasts lightly against the girl's body. The touch was enough to send a shiver running through both of them, and as if to make the most of it, Olga slid her hand inside her Chinese dressing gown, and slipped one of her big fleshy breasts out, supporting it from underneath with the palm of her hand. The black girl, not needing to be told what to do, knelt on the floor and took Olga's thickening nipple between her lips, and licked a long slow caress around it. Olga stroked her hair some more, looking down at her with satisfaction.
"Her name's Nea," she said, smiling over at the bed where I lay. "Isn't she beautiful?" She closed her eyes, arching her back luxuriously, and holding the girl's head lightly against her, but after a minute or so she gently pulled herself away from the girl's sucking mouth, and put out her hand to help her up. The girl got to her feet, gracefully enough, but the scissors movement of her thighs was enough to push and pull her mini-skirt nearly all the way up her legs. Olga slid her hand down the girl's back, and pulled her closer. She kissed her again, but this time slowly and deeply, with her tongue and her whole mouth, and as she let her hand feel the edge of the girl's buttocks, just touching her fingers along the edge of the creased-up mini-skirt, her exposed breast was squeezed closely up against the other girl's lithe, slim body.
"Take your clothes off," said Olga, eventually, when she had satisfied her immediate urges, and she came over to sit on the bed with me, folding her breast back inside her dressing gown as she came. The black girl smiled and started to obey. She was wearing a white silk blouse, with nothing underneath, and it already showed off the line of her breasts, her two small soft breasts just waiting to be kissed themselves; and the circles of her big dark nipples also showed through the soft fabric, quite distinctly. She slid her skirt down, straightening it out first, and then wriggling her hips to work it off, and she stepped out of it, her breasts swinging slightly forward with the movement. She had nothing on underneath the skirt either. She unbuttoned her blouse, let it fall open, and slid her shoulders back smoothly so that it looked as if she was pushing the blouse off with her breasts - and it snagged slightly as it passed over her nipples, which were coming erect now; big black nipples on her small brown breasts. As the blouse slid off, she caught it with a graceful movement of one hand, and bent down to lay it carefully next to her skirt.
Standing up again, naked now apart from her red shoes, she pushed her hips forward and put one foot up on a chair to show off her cunt. It was tattooed with red and yellow flames, licking up towards her belly, and shaved clean. It looked soft and moist. She ran her hands down her body, pressing her breasts with her palms on the way, squeezing them together a little and then framing them in the angle of her thumbs and her fingers, offering them forwards for kissing or caressing; and then passing her hands down, over her flat stomach, down over the mound of her pubis, and then pushing down the insides of her thighs, just enough to open her lips a little, enough to show us how thick and black her labia were. She stroked her lips a little, and just that little touch was enough to make her cunt come alive. She dug her fingertips in just a little, and pulled herself wide open, and even though she still wasn't anything like as aroused as she could be, her vulva already seemed to be almost dripping wet, and she rocked her hips backwards and forwards to help concentrate all attention - hers and ours - on that big wet hole between her legs.
"I'm the cunt queen." she said, with a husky little laugh, and snaked her back suddenly to push her hips apart, and her hole opened up a little further as she pulled the lips apart with a spreading movement of her hands, and despite the decorations, it was clear that she had been born with a huge wet vulva, just naturally big and fleshy and ready; and then she reversed the movement of her hands, running the second fingers of both hands back up her thighs and in towards her lips again. She caressed her spongy, wrinkled labia a little with her fingers as she looked at us, lying on our cushions and both watching her with hungry eyes. She laughed happily, knowing we were under her spell.
"What do you want me to do?" she said to Olga, who was paying, after all. She sat on the leather-covered armchair and posed herself, hooking her legs up over the soft arms of the chair, and moving her thighs slowly apart to give us both an even better view of her amazing sex. The flames ran up each side, alternately red and yellow, and licked up over her mons, but the labia themselves were not tattooed or pierced or anything: they just glistened with her juices, soft, black and inviting. She stroked herself again, and this time ran one fingertip in between the lips, gently displacing the thick flaps of wrinkled flesh to show us the deep red hole inside.
"What do you want me to do?" she repeated, as we looked at her in wonder. We were both transfixed. Olga recovered first.
"Fuck yourself." she said, and the black girl laughed.
"OK," she said. "What with?"
"Look under the chair," said Olga, and she gestured with her hand to show her. Nea unhooked her legs and twisted round to one side to feel under the chair. Her fingers found something, and she pulled out a soft grey leather bag. She picked it up and opened it in her lap. It contained a pear-shaped stone bottle and a long pink rubber dildo. The dildo was thick and ridged on the outside. Nea felt its flexible surface with her fingers, and then opened the bottle and sniffed at the contents.
"It's oil," explained Olga. "Rub it over yourself." Olga was getting really turned on now, I could tell, and I slid my hand inside her black silk dressing gown, reaching for her breasts.
"All over?"
"All over. And then your cunt."
"OK. All over first, and then my cunt. Can I have some music?"
"Of course. I'll do it." And Olga, pushing my hand aside, got up to operate the CD player. She picked out some Miles Davis, cool and rhythmical, and slipped it quickly into the machine; and as Olga climbed back on to the bed with me, Nea poured some oil out into her hand and started to oil herself, making it into a slow and sexy dance at the same time, half-closing her eyes as she began to move with the music. She oiled her throat first, letting the excess run down her chest; and then she ran her long graceful arms through her hands, so they glistened in the soft light. She smeared the oil running down her chest over the upper surfaces of her breasts, and just touched her nipples, which were sticking out now in rubbery anticipation, and she moved her hands over to her ribs and belly, rubbing the oil in a circular motion until she was evenly covered. Olga slipped the belt of her gown loose, and let it fall open. She took my hand and put it straight between her legs, and I felt that she was wet and engorged there herself. I rubbed at her with the palm of my hand, just pressing in a grinding motion into her mons, a movement I knew would make her open up even further, and she pushed back with a soft instinctive push of pleasure. She relaxed her weight so she could open her legs to me a little further and enjoy Nea's performance at the same time. Nea herself fixed her eyes on Olga's cunt, with its thick black hair and its hooded pink clitoris peeking through, and the tip of her tongue appeared against her square white teeth.
"That's it, baby," she said. "Open up." She perched herself on the arm of the chair to oil her legs, too, using both hands, first on one leg and then on the other, slowly and carefully, while Olga's cunt seemed to get bigger and softer under my fingers.
Oiling her legs exhausted the first dose of oil, though, so Nea poured a little more into her hand, and carefully re-stoppered the bottle. I passed two fingers further down between Olga's legs, and pressed either side of her clitoris, working the hood very gently up and down, and as Olga began to roll her pelvis from side to side in response, Nea at last reached her hands up to her breasts, and covered them in the glistening oil. They rolled and slithered under her hands, and she squeezed her nipples between her oily fingers. Olga reached out for me; I was hard. She grasped me firmly as I lay beside her, and we nestled closer together. Nea adjusted her position too, lying back in the comfortable green leather of the chair she hooked her legs over the arms once more. She had wedged the bottle down the side of the chair, and she pulled it out again for some more oil; but this time, when she un-stoppered it, instead of pouring it out into her hand, she carefully poured a little golden stream out onto the tattooed flames between her legs, and it ran quickly down over her lips and between her thighs to make a pool on the leather of the chair. She put the bottle down on the floor beside the chair this time, and with great concentration, began to massage the oil into the thick, fleshy lips.
At first, she just collected all the little rivulets of oil with her fingers, shifting her weight up until she was almost off the edge of the chair, with her cunt spreading wide open in front of us; and then she oiled those dark, wrinkled lips, pushing her fingertips from either side to push her lips gently together, and repeating the movement until they were covered with the oil. Olga was pulling backwards and forwards at my erection, and I passed my hand forwards and down to slide my two fingers inside her hot wet hole. Nea shifted her weight again on the chair. She slid one hand under herself, so she could reach up between her legs from underneath, and with the other, she picked up the dildo and rolled it over herself, at the same time oiling its surface and getting used to its weight and texture. She pushed her middle finger up inside herself to feel how wet she was, and at the same time pulled her lips apart with two other fingers of the same hand. Her cunt opened up like a flower, like a black and red orchid of the night, warm and succulent and full of heavy scent and sex; and Nea displayed it for us, clutching at it with the one finger inside, and pulling it open with the others, and she had this jungle look in her eyes like a forest animal or a goddess. A sex goddess. The cunt queen.
Leaving the one finger inside her where it was, she gently introduced the end of the dildo into the gaping red hole which had appeared between her legs. It slid smoothly inside, and she arched her back in pleasure as it went in. She had to push it a little to get it there, but once it was firmly inside, she let go of the shaft of the dildo, and just held its flat end with two fingertips. She began to move the dildo around inside her, not pulling it in and out, but just pressing the end with her fingers, and moving it around in a slow spiral movement, as the end, deep inside her, moved further and further into the socket of her cervix. When she had found a place where it was comfortable, she began to slide her fingers in and out of her cunt as well, pushing the dildo rhythmically up against her clitoris. When she found a rhythm with that, she grasped the dildo more firmly with her free hand, and began to work at her cunt with both hands, making herself bigger and wetter with each grind of the dildo, each answering push of her hips, and each accompanying thrust of her fingers up inside. Her whole body was involved in this one deep pulsing movement, and everything she did was still all in time to the music, cool Miles Davis weaving around her like animal cries.
Olga took my hand again, and shoved my fingers deeper up inside her. Resting her hand on mine brought her own fingers to the edge of her vulva, and it just took a little push of encouragement from me to get her to push two of her fingers inside herself too. Both the girls were flushed and panting a little, and they were staring hungrily at each other's cunts. Nea seemed to reach a point where the dildo was no longer enough, and she pulled it out of herself and let it fall down the side of the chair, so she could push the fingers of both her hands into herself, one hand from above, and one hand from below. She wasn't a big woman, not fat or even very wide-hipped, but now her cunt seemed almost impossibly wide open, huge and elastic as she pushed her fingers inside herself, gradually working them in until she had three fingers of each hand going in and out as far as the knuckles; and still her cunt looked as if it could open up some more.
"Who wants to fist me?" she said. "I need it."
"Who do you want to do it?" said Olga.
"You, baby. You do it. Come here and push your fist in me. Yeah." Just saying it seemed to make her stretch even further, and Olga was staring at her with a mixture of desire and incredulity.
"You're so big," she said, and Nea laughed.
"That's right, baby. So make me bigger. Come on."
Olga was a little hesitant at first, just touching Nea's cunt with her fingers, but Nea pushed herself so firmly and so uncompromisingly against her hand that Olga soon worked two fingers in, and then three, and they went in up to the knuckle, and she worked them in and out for a while, but Nea was just gaping for more, and so Olga put her little finger and her thumb next to her three fingers, making a sort of point, and gently started to push inside. Nea bit her lip and gasped quietly at the same time as Olga's hand gradually pushed inside her. Olga's hand was quite big and strong, and Olga was a little hesistant at first; but at the same time she was completely fascinated by Nea's flaming cunt, and as her right hand finally slid inside it nearly up to the wrist, she brought her right hand up to rub at Nea's clitoris as well. Nea leaned back with her eyes closed, and began to move herself backwards and forwards, slowly but deliberately pushing and pulling Olga's fist in and out of her. Olga looked over her shoulder at me, and motioned for me to come over to her.
"Fuck me," she said.
She pushed her pelvis out for me, and when I slipped her dressing gown aside, she was there waiting for me, ripe and succulent. I fitted myself easily against her, up on my knees, and I slid inside her, all the way. She shivered, but was still concentrating on Nea and her cunt, which at last seemed to have reached the limit of its ability to stretch. I fucked Olga, and Olga fist-fucked Nea, and we hit a perfect sex rhythm, the three of us, like that, and if I hadn't already come over Olga's breasts before, I would have been the first to get there, but this time around it was Olga who was closest to making it, and Nea and I looked in each other's eyes as Olga, between us, began to dissolve into her orgasm, which came slowly upon her, and made her grind her soft thighs against me and moan softly. As she came, she pulled her hand slowly out of Nea, and rubbed her fingers, now wet with oil and sex juices, slowly around and in and out of the huge wet cunt. Nea laughed, and reached down to stroke Olga's head affectionately.
"How was that, baby?" she said.
"Again," said Olga. "Again." She leaned herself forward to pull me out of her - I had stopped myself, Nea having broken the spell - and she twisted herself around until she was lying on her back. I looked at her questioningly, but I saw that she meant it, and I lay on top of her and pushed inside her again. This brought my head closer to Nea's cunt, and Olga lay her head back over the edge of the bed so that she could look back at Nea too. Nea responded to this by lifting herself off the chair, supporting herself on her hands, and fitting her gaping cunt, still smeary and glistening, up to Olga's mouth in a sloppy wet kiss. I reached my hand up to stroke Olga's cheek, and soon my fingers were joining in the little love affair between Olga's lips and tongue and Nea's beautiful sloppy pussy.
Nea, though, wasn't really comfortable like that, and Olga, with a couple of little kisses, relinquished her languid cunnilingus. Nea moved back a little way, and managed to slide the chair closer at the same time, without disengaging my fingers from her, and when she settled her weight again, somehow or other it seemed to jam my hand inside her, and soon my whole hand was inside her, except for my thumb, which was hooked up to rub against her clitoris. Olga's face was still hanging backwards over the edge of the bed, and she watched all this hungrily, her hands, meanwhile, holding me around the waist and guiding my movements inside her. I twisted my hand further into the black girl's cunt. It was swollen up now with all the attention it had been getting, and it wrapped itself around my hand in an oily warm embrace. Nea smiled herself, but it seemed she couldn't be bothered with anything as mundane as conversation. Instead, she reached up and rubbed at one of her big black nipples with her fingers, and then moved her hand down between her legs, so she could stroke at her shaved and tattooed cunt as well. She found my thumb, and pressed on it to direct it just where she wanted it.
Olga stroked my back, as I moved in and out of her, and she matched my double rhythm as I fucked the two women with my cock and with my hand. Olga was getting really turned on now, back into her orgasm groove, and blushing her usual turned-on blush of passion as she concentrated her attention on Nea's cunt, and on my hand sliding in and out of it. Nea shifted her weight again so I could go deeper inside her, and her hand found the big pink dildo. It was still lubricated with the remains of the oil, and she rolled it over her belly, not sure what to do with it.
"Your turn. Fuck yourself with it," said Nea. "I want to see. And look at me." She slowly moved herself so as to pull my hand out of her, and she pulled herself open with both hands to show us how big and wet she was now. Inside her black outer lips, she was pink and throbbing, wide open, and pulsating with a deep wet sex rhythm. Olga looked at me questioningly, and I smiled agreement with Nea's suggestion. I pulled myself out of her, and moved away to the edge of the big bed.
"Go on," I said, as she still hesitated. She felt the dildo experimentally, and Nea pushed three of her fingers into herself to encourage Olga. The tattooed flames quivered around her hand as her fingers slid inside her and her whole pelvis seemed to shift to welcome them. Her thumb and little finger, left outside, gripped at her flesh from the outside.
Olga, staring at Nea's cunt with a hungry look in her eyes, took the dildo and started to rub it against her hairy outer lips. They parted obediently to welcome the oily surface, and Nea responded too, pulling her fingers almost out and then pushing them back in, in and out, in and out, to show Olga what to do next. She was so big now that her three fingers were not enough to fill her hole, and the cavity of her vulva gaped for more. Olga changed the angle of the dildo, and pressed, and as it slid inside her, seeming to push its way past an obstacle as the end of it opened the way enough to let the rest of it in, she shuddered with pleasure. She closed her eyes, feeling the hard rubber inside her, and Nea jumped up with a laugh and climbed over to join us on the bed. She kissed me, deeply and tenderly, but it was still Olga who was paying, and she turned away from me and back to Olga, who had rearranged herself, too, sliding herself back onto the bed and lying back against the pillows, still grinding her dildo in and out of her black and hairy cunt. Nea walked over on her knees and settled herself to straddle Olga, her cunt pressed against Olga's belly. She took Olga's big breasts in her hands for a few seconds, feeling their weight, but she needed more sensation, and she shifted her weight again, walking on her knees to climb over Olga's arms and press her cunt firmly into Olga's mouth again. It was just sexual instinct which was working Olga now, and actually she had stopped working the dildo in and out of herself with the surprise of suddenly having Nea crawling over her, but as she got used to the position, and as her mouth filled up with the black girl's taste and juices, she remembered what she was doing, and she started pushing the dildo firmly inside her again.
Nea put an arm up to lean herself against the wall, and she closed her eyes to help her concentrate. She soon started panting, rhythmically and delightedly, as Olga licked and sucked at her. I moved round to kneel between Olga's legs, and took her hand gently away from the dildo, so I could work it in and out of her myself. She opened her legs even further, and passed her hands up to her breasts, still sucking and tonguing away at Nea's big black cunt. She pinched her nipples between her fingers and thumbs, and her breasts rolled around with the movement. She seemed to have her whole being concentrated in her sex, in her wet cunt, which seemed to want to swallow up the whole of the bendy rubber dildo; on her sucking and licking mouth, which was tongueing and kissing and gnawing at Nea's dripping vulva; and now on her puckered nipples too. She was squeezing convulsively at her nipples, crushing her breasts under her hands as she did so. Cunt mouth tits; mouth cunt tits; tits mouth cunt; tits cunt mouth. Cunt cunt cunt. Cunt cunt cunt. Nea was stretching herself wider and wider open, and she used the fingers of one hand to pull her lips aside, directing Olga's mouth to this or that part of her; while with the other hand, she gently caressed the back of Olga's head, stroking her with gentle but firm encouragement.
I pulled the dildo out of Olga and laid it down on the bed, and her cunt seemed to gulp at the air after it was gone. I gently pulled Olga open with both hands, and it seemed as if she would push herself inside out. She wasn't even noticeably wet anymore, but just transformed into a shiny pink hole, ridged and hot inside, and framed by her lips, which were stretched so wide they seemed temporarily to have lost their natural elasticity. I buried my face in her, and licked deep into her, and I had the sensation that Olga had become an intermediary between me and Nea: that as I was licking and sucking at Olga, she was licking and sucking at Nea - transmitting my own movements to her. I looked up at Nea, and it seemed to me that she was thinking the same thing, though I couldn't really tell, of course. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at me, rolling her hips round in a grinding motion. Olga still seemed to be transported into another world.
"Fuck her," said Nea. Commanded.
I took my face away from Olga's gaping cunt, and pushed myself up to my knees. My cock was as hard as it had ever been, and seemed like something stuck on to me. I pushed it inside Olga, who shuddered as she enveloped it, and I felt myself deep inside her, and it was as if she wanted to suck me inside forever. Olga shifted her weight a little, but unconsciously, like an animal; and Nea, still smiling at me, gently moved herself away from Olga's head and mouth.
"It's OK, baby," she said quietly to Olga, and she stroked her cheek to tell her she should just relax and concentrate on how I felt inside her. She immediately started to push herself against me, rhythmically, her whole experience now focused on the feeling of having me inside her. Nea pulled herself gracefully away, and with a last seductive smile at me, turned herself around and lifted her hips up to display herself to me from behind. My cock seemed to get even bigger at the sight of her cunt, now hanging open, and all wet with Olga's saliva and her own juices.
Settling herself more comfortably, she reached back between her legs with one hand, and started to rub at her clitoris. Her lips moved backwards and forwards with the movement, and she slid her hips backwards and forwards too, accentuating the movement, and then she smoothly slid three fingers up inside herself, clutching and rubbing at her clitoris and her mons, and showing me the soft architecture of the inside of her at the same time.
The room seemed to fix itself in a diamond moment of perfection, just on the point of my spasm, and then I was filling Olga with my cum, pushing inside her in a deep convulsive thrust. And what I remember, actually, is Nea's smile at that moment. She was getting off on it, and what her smile said was "I'm too much for you". Because she could do this to us any time she wanted. She pushed her pussy at me as I came, and as I shoved one last time into Olga's soft and welcoming body, I pushed my face, too, slowly and luxuriously into the raw perfection of Nea's wet and gaping hole.
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Don sent this note with the story.
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Hi JoJo,
Thanks for making me come last night. I said I'd send you a story - here it is! Pretty long... 5,000 words. Hope you can post it somewhere on your site. I've been looking around your site. Great stuff! Keep up the good work.
Don
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Thanx Don.
Hot Sex,
JoJo
jojo@jojojinx.com
posted by JoJo Jinx on Friday, September 27, 2002
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