Not needing to be told twice, Carrie pushed her tongue into my moist opening, making sure to go as deep as possible. She explored every inch of my insides, making sure that all my pussy juices were thoroughly mixed up with her own saliva.
I went cross eyed from the pleasure. It had been so long since something other than my own hand brought me to orgasm, and now I was getting off with my favorite thing: Carrie’s mouth. My hands moved upwards to tug on my erect nipples, and I found myself wishing Carrie had another two mouths to come suck on them.
Carrie shifted upwards slightly, and changed targets, now focusing on my clit. If I thought I was in heaven before, this blew that out of the water. She moved my clit around with her tongue, wobbling it back and forth, before pushing her tongue between it and the base of its hood. My head hung lazily to the side, my body quickly losing control of all motor functions. I felt like I was gonna explode!
She then wrapped her lips around it, and sucked at my clit, pulling it away from my body. Finally it was too much.
“Carrie... I’m gonna... I’m gonna...” I said, unable to get the words out.
“Cum for me Erica,” Carrie said, lifting her head just long enough to speak before returning to my pussy.
My pleasure reached its maximum, and I felt my body convulse as I came hard onto Carrie. I gushed harder than I had in some time, for what seemed like ages, and Carrie made certain not a single drop was waisted.
“Damn Erica, are you trying to flood the bus?” Alicia asked. I was too tired to move, or even respond for that matter. My hands fell away from my boobies, and I just looked down at Carrie, who’s face had been soaked by my fluids.
“Even if she did try to, I’d make sure it didn’t happen,” Carrie said. “I could live off this nectar.”
She gave a gentle kiss to my still damp pussy, before standing up to get back in her seat. I stayed still a while, recovering from my climax, before finally working up the strength to at least put my panties back on.
