644: They’re Not Like the Other Girls (18++)

644: They’re Not Like the Other Girls (18++)

“Ahn!?” Cella gasped, and before she knew it, she was on her back, with Luna’s hands all over her.

“I’m sorry, haaah, I’m so sorry,” Luna kept repeating between kissing Cella’s lips, cheeks, chin, neck. “Ahn, I’m sorry for being such a bad, depraved friend.”

She’ll probably hate me after this, Luna’s guilt told her. We’ll never speak again. I’ll only ever see her from a distance and even then, it will be nothing but condemnation. But after going so far, I can’t stop now! It’s already too late. If this is to be our last time together, at least I have to make it count!

Luna groped Cella all over, enjoying every inch of her busty bunny girl’s body. She wanted to enjoy every second of it. Make it last. That was the only reason she hadn’t yet ripped Cella’s clothes off and started fucking her rough and hard the way she wanted so desperately. She wanted to pound her. She will pound her. But she won’t be like those other animals. Luna resolved to be better than those low scum. Unlike them, she knew how to please a woman, how to make her hot and wet.

In Luna’s heated obsession which bordered mania, it took her far longer than it should have to realize that Cella blatantly opened herself to Luna’s groping. She pushed out her chest, daring Luna to grope her tighter. She stuck out her neck, begging for a passionate bite that would leave a naughty mark. Her legs were wide apart from the moment Luna jumped her.

She wants it! Luna realized and became even more daring. I knew it! I always knew it! Luna ate Cella’s neck with lips, tongue, and teeth. And even now? She felt my perverted, ugly growth and she still wants me!? We’ll fuck! I’ll fuck her and she’ll moan under me until I cum deep inside her!!

The thought of creampieing her life-long, dearest, closest friend, made Luna unbearably hard which made the bunny girl’s hips move all on their own. Both girls still had their shorts on: one bulging hard with desire to inseminate, the other wet at the thought and eagerly anticipating that moment.

“Hn,” Cella let out little moans after every passionate kiss she received that made her tingle. At least, Cella kept telling herself that it was the kisses that made her tingle and not the hard thing that kept rubbing her private place through her shorts.

Cella wasn’t like those other girls in the streets. She did not become wet just at the sight of ugly, stinky cocks. She did not crave to suck on them, to lick them, to open her mouth wide for them. Her shorts did not go wet while fantasizing about getting bent over and fucked like the horny little bunny girl that she was. She did not want to suck while getting fucked from behind like all the other women. They only looked like they were having the time of their life because there was something wrong with their heads.

I’m not like that, Cella kept telling herself. I’m not… I’m not moaning because she’s rubbing something against my… I just want to feel her. She’s a great kisser. I just want to kiss and cuddle a little. Nothing more… Nothing more… I’m not…

And yet, Cella moved her hips to meet Luna’s. Her hands wrapped around Luna’s back, and before they knew it, the two bunny girls had their hands all over each other’s bodies while they made out with wet, sloppy kisses.

No sound was too lewd, no place sacred. Luna already slid her hands beneath Cella’s thin crop top, and the only complaint on Cella’s mind was that Luna didn’t do it sooner.

“Kiss them,” Cella moaned while grabbing Luna’s butt and pushing Luna’s hips harder against herself, to feel that hard thing press against her even more. And while Cella spoke of her hard nipples, indeed wishing to feel Luna’s lips around them, what Cella truly craved for was to feel Luna’s lips around something else… Something wet… Something that ached for more stimulation than what it got. “Ahn, hurry! Please! Lick them! Suck them! Fuck them!”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om