She joins her on the bed for more

Vyki’s overtaxed mind looses how she went from looking at the mirror to now looking at the ceiling. With her arms flung beside her the vibrations had ceased and lent her enough wherewithal to look around and spotted Molly’s nude form climbing onto the bed next to her. Vyki struggled to admit it was real and not some other mental mind fuck. Until the reality settled in as Molly lay next to her and leaned in to kiss her. Vyki could feel the mattress shift under her body but didn’t accept it until she felt the electric touch of Molly’s lips on hers. Vyki immediately moaned out and moved her once limp arm towards Molly, her body tingling to lift as she rubbed over Molly’s bare skin.

The women rolled over to face each other as their arms and legs intertwined while their faces melded together; Vyki in her disheveled top and skirt, Molly in her natural, luscious form.

They continued like that for several minutes as their mutual heat continued to feed one another before Molly suddenly backed away far enough to loon into Vyki’s eyes. She asked, “What do you want, Vyki?”

Vyki thought for only a moment as she said, “you.” She leaned in to resume their meld, only to be rebuffed by Molly’s fingers against her lips.

“No,” Molly corrected. “What do you want to be?” Molly asked. She waited a few beats as the recognition never hit Vyki. Molly then prompted, “why did you put that outfit on, Vyki?”

Realization washed over Vyki finally allowing her to continue and move this intimate dance further. “I wanna be a good slut,” Vyki practically whined, her voice dripping in forlorn lust.

Without another word, Molly gently pushed Vyki rolling her onto her back.

Vyki’s pulse continued to pound in her ears as she tried to understand what Molly was after. Her heightened desire for release was clouding any other concerns and she just wanted to know what to do to find their mutual pleasure. Vyki didn’t have to wonder much longer as her vision of the ceiling was quickly obscure by the beautiful site of Molly’s bare, bald, dripping pussy over her face.

Molly slowly lowered her mound onto her lover’s face. Shortly after feeling Vyki’s nose, Molly was rewarded with her enthusiastic lover’s tongue gliding up and down her labia as she hunted for her clit.

Vyki’s world was engulfed by her lover’s scent as moisture enveloped her face coating her nose and lips as she breathed in Molly’s essence while she teased her lips looking for her clit. Vyki’s mind was only momentarily registering movement on her chest as Mlly fiddled with something around there. However, Vyki was engrossed in the activity before her, she registered her own moans into Molly’s cavity before she realized the vibrations were enveloping her trapped rod again. Vyki redoubled her efforts against her lover’s button as she felt a climax rebuilding.

Molly was amazed at the realism created on Vyki’s chest as she admired it exposed by her shirt pressed below her tits but was frustrated by the obviously mechanical pieces contained within that she could feel as she played with Vyki’s nipples. However, she quickly didn’t care as she felt the vibrations from the moans entering her vagina as Vyki clearly reacted to the vibrations of the ‘Vadget’.

Looking down to Vyki’s skirt, Molly could see it still pushed up in the middle exposing the tip of her mimicking cleft in her prosthetic. “Play with your pussy, slut.”

Molly’s command practically reverberated down her body as it enveloped Vyki’s ears. Vyki’s mind quickly processed the directive and immediately sent her hand to her crotch to find the elusive button embedded in her device. After a short hunt, she was quickly rewarded with even more stimulation of her already sensitive flesh as she drove her tongue into Molly deeper while she practically screamed a moan into her.

Molly was enjoying riding Vyki’s face and as Vyki clearly found her own button and vocalized it into her snatch, Molly pressed further into Vyki as she shifted her hips quickly forward and back using her nose, tongue and lips to drive herself over the edge.

Very soon, Vyki was rewarded with Molly’s screams bouncing off the bedroom walls as her vagina squeezed her juices over Vyki’s face drenching her vision. Vyki accelerated her own stimulation trying to get herself over the edge as she could feel Molly’s climax. It was quickly becoming a fevered pitch as she could feel Molly’s crescendo transition to a diminuendo and she nearly cried as she feared she wouldn’t be able to feel her own release before her partner finished.

As Molly felt her wave ebbing back, she slowed her rocking but continued grinding against Vyki’s nose enjoying the dashing of her tongue. Looking down at her body, Molly grinned as she watched Vyki frantically playing with her pussy. As she continued rocking her hips Molly commanded out, “That’s a good girl, keep playing with your little clitty as you pleasure mine. Enjoying remembering how you’re bringing other pleasure.” Molly let that settle a bit as she continued, “you want to be a good slut, right?”

Hearing that prompt, Vyki tried responding by nodding her head up and down, resulting in her nose rubbing along Molly’s lips and driving her essence deeper into Vyki’s nose.

Molly shivered as she felt Vyki’s nose run along her slit, but even though she knew what it meant she wanted to drive the point home. “What was that, girlie? I couldn’t hear you.”

Vyki tried to speak but part of the growing fluids obscured her speech. She had to swallow hard and spoke out, “I wanna be a good slut!” though it came out garbled into Molly’s folds.

Molly could feel a rush wash over her as she felt Vyki’s syllables reverberate through her body; even though she couldn’t make them out, she knew what she said. “Good.... good girl,” Molly grinned as she felt another wave building in her as she continued to wave her hips while she played with Vyki’s nipples. “You like dressing to show people you’re a slut, don’t you?”

Vyki was quickly feeling her explosion coming as she nodded voraciously, “uh-huh.” As visions of all the times Paul asked that of Molly flooded through her obscured vision. Most of them were in private and a few were in the dungeon, but while Paul never **** her into general public in something as short as revealing as Vyki’s outfit, many of Paul’s dreams did center around Molly blushing as Paul paraded her through a park or grocery store with the slightest of movement exposing her. Now the pictures replaying I her mind were subjecting Vyki to similar situations as her arousal and lust climbed.

Feeling her partner’s climax impending, Molly continued, “giving people easy access to your pussy?”

“uh-huh,” Vyki nodded as she could feel her body shaking.

“to your ass?” Molly prodded.

“Uh-huh,” Vyki called out as the vibrations pushed her to the edge.

“for women?” Molly asked.

“uh-“ Vyki started as a near boil erupted through her cock as she envisioned hordes of woman rubbing her ass as she walked down a busy street as she continued, “huh.”

Seeing Vyki’s body shudder, Molly quickly pushed “for men?”

Vyki’s mind entirely on autopilot responded “uh-huh” as she mindlessly lapped at Molly’s pussy while the participants of her mental delusion quickly incorporated males.

Molly was quickly building another crescendo as she called out, “for cocks?” Molly panted as she vigorously played with Vyki’s nipples as she stared at her exposed pussy as Vyki’s hand slowed its movement. “you’d be a good slut for clocks, Vyki?”

Vyki’s mind was quickly turning to mush as every gasping breath filled her body with Molly’s essence while struggling for cognitive thought, yet she obediently responded “uh-huh” while visions of crowds of men and women naked from the waist down thrust their clocks under her skirt and up her ass hole as reasoning quickly took a respite from her mind.

“Oh you are such a gooood slut,” Molly in toned as the crescendo fed into another wave as Moly watch the thick, white fluid run out of Vyki’s vagina pooling into her stilled hand.

Vyki could only muster a whimper as Molly’s quivering pussy rose away from her exposing her moist face to bright ambient air as Molly’s nude body fell on her.

Molly practically dove into Vyki’s crotch eager to lap up her milky essence as orgasms crashed over her.

As Molly continued to suckle and lap at Vyki’s palm, Vyki’s body was racked with pulsing vibrations as Molly chin would periodically hit her sensitive button driving her heightened, hormone hampered body further from her quiet release feeling lust building in her again.

However, before long, fatigue enwrapped the lewdly entwined couple and their bodies soon fell still, save their languidly panting breaths expanding and contracting their chests.