Lynn tries to break them up and it backfires

The five girls walked as a group out of the water and up to the four lying on the sand to gawk at the sapphic display happening before their eyes, Terri and Tessa picking themselves up and brushing off sand as they stood and stared alongside the others.

“Holy Hell...” Rachel murmured, capturing the sentiments of all seven onlookers as they all dumbly observed while Corrine made Mari her bitch in the crudest way. The inebriated church-girl lay limply on the hard-packed earth and grass beneath the palm trees, the predatory brunette feasting on her boobs like some pornographic vampire, sucking each teat hard enough to abrade them and finger-blasting the poor girl’s box adroitly.

The scene continued like that for a long while until Corrine lifted away from that sumptuous bounty of flesh after her eye was caught by something to the side, “Oh, there’s my tail-plug. Can someone pick that up for me?”

That broke the spell enough for Lynn to step up and take action, “Hey! You slut! Paws off my lackey!”

“Hmm... Nope!” Corrine teased with bright laugh, thumbing Mari’s clit and making her moan, “Too much fun playing with this one,” She batted her eyes and tossed her hair flirtatiously, spilling droplets of partly washed-off pink dye everywhere, “Maybe in a bit I can eat you out like I did last year, little Bunny.”

Lynn’s plastered, angry visage got even more flushed at that, “The fuck are you talking about!? I’m no dyke!” Incensed, she stomped right behind Corrine and stooped down to smack her ass harshly, “Learn some damn restraint!”

Corrine moaned, long and low in her throat, at the loud crack and flash of stinging heat that bloomed fron her bottom. She scooted further down Marigold’s body, tucked her knees under her, and drew her booty up in the air. With fire in her eyes, she looked up at Lynn.

“Again.”

Reflexively and with a flood of emotions she didn’t want to think about, Lynn complied and struck Corrine on the ass again, drawing another noise of intense satisfaction from the beautiful and aggressive libertine before she began to push her tongue into Marigold’s quim while reaching one arm up to continue mauling her enormous tits, drawing a squeal from the inexperienced girl.

“Fucking. Uppity. Whore!” Lynn snarled out as she smacked a tempo on Corrine’s upturned cheeks, the sun’s rays and the alcohol and the boiling outrage she felt combining to nearly make her swoon as she took all her frustrations out on the tart before her. As she brought one hand down again and again on Corrine’s lush rear, the other began to fiddle roughly between her own legs, “I’m not a dyke, I’m nooot!” She quavered in denial as she unthinkingly masturbated.

In seeming reply, Corrine partially rolled over on her side and opened her legs, stretching one out behind her and lifting the other high in the air, opening her pussy completely. At the sight of the sublime treasure between Corrine’s legs, Lynn whined with need and dropped to straddle her. Hugging Corrine’s raised leg, Lynn braced her own knee against Corrine’s pussy and desperately humped her thigh and pelvis.

“Goddamn!” Joy exclaimed, knocking against Kiona as she shuffled and putting her slightly off balance. Kiona’s stumbling roused Marigold from her reverie, and the blonde lifted her arms beseechingly to her crush.

“Kiki... Oh, Kiki... I wanna kiss you too!” Marigold managed to gasp out as she was eaten out by Corrine. Any other time, Kiona would have been able to tell that her friend was half-delirious and trying to ask for reprieve, but right now all the girls were seized by the out-of-control sexual atmosphere, so she instead took the apparent invitation at face value, licked her lips anxiously, and moved unsteadily to kneel over Marigold’s face.

The poor, out-of-her-depth virgin didn’t know what was happening, but as her crush’s thighs settled around her head and her pierced box pressed against her lips, a particularly strong lick down below drove her breath out, which stimulated Kiona nicely. The sounds of satisfaction coming from the object of her infatuation calmed and resolved Marigold slightly, and she began to reflexively do to Kiki what she felt Corrine doing to her, to pleasing results.

Lynn continued to hump frantically against Corrine, eyes screwed shut and legs clamping tightly as she grunted in pleasure and frustration. Suddenly she felt a touch on the top of her head and looked up to see Saki looking down at her, eyes shining with lust and dominance and lingering drunkenness.

“Lick me, little girl,” Saki intoned in a low voice. Lynn tried to pull away but Saki tugged hard at her hair, and with an abjectly submissive whimper Lynn craned her head up and began to kiss and slurp at her old rival’s quim without further ado.

“Oh, yesss...” Saki crooned as she petted Lynn’s head, “I should have dragged you to my hotel room and made you do this years ago, put you in your place at my feet.” Lynn mumbled something, but all it accomplished was buzzing her lips and giving Saki even more pleasure. “Oh, that’s it,” Saki hissed, “Rachel, get over here.”

Rachel trotted up to Saki’s side meekly, and passively acquiesced as she was pulled in for a deep kiss. Rachel wrapped her arms around her old bully-turned-Queen-Bee as their tongues slid together delightfully.

Joy, Tessa, and Terri, exchanged a couple of looks between them, then stepped up to take their own places in the convoluted daisy chain. Joy pressed herself against Rachel, the two of them starting to grope each other as Saki leaned in to leave hickeys on the deathly pale girl’s neck. Tessa kneeled in front of Kiona as she rocked lightly against Mari’s face, the cyan painted girl playfully tugging the brown-skinned athlete’s nipple piercings as her painted cunny was sought out and toyed with by strong fingers. Terri kneeled beside the pile of rutting female bodies, hands reaching down to Mari’s breasts with wonder, cupping and jiggling the titanic mounds as Corrine snuck her free hand over to flick at her pussy once more.