"Marcy! Come here! I need you to release this pressure!" This built up pressure has been killing me. Day by day I try to contain it, but there's only so much a girl can take.
"Girl! How many times a day do you need to climax!? This is unreal." I honestly dont know how this girl can cum so many times in one day and still need more. Its like the more she cums, the more she wants to cum again! I'll die if I were to cum as much as her. Klara is a different breed altogether.
"As many times as my body craves."
"Your body craves a hell of a lot of attention."
Marcy said those words in the most sly but sexiest way possible. Klara paused. Her clit began to pulsate. She could feel the fire rising inside her. She was hungry! Thirsty! Her tongue was jumping inside her mouth craving to let loose and explode. Her body did indeed crave a lot of attention. More than that, her body craved to devour another's. At this moment, Marcy was in the lion's den about to be dinner.
Klara turned to face Marcy. "I thought I told you to come here Marcy. Why do you wish to tease me? You know how I get when I'm teased", she said as she slowly walked towards her. Eyes fixated on Marcy piercing deep into her soul.
Marcy stood froze. What was it about Klara's eyes that made her weak and put her in a trans. What type of sorcery was this girl using on her?
"I-I'm not t-teasing you." She could barely get the words out her mouth. Those eyes of Klara's were looking directly into her. They made her submit.
"Oh! I think you are teasing me my sweet Marcy." Klara enjoyed seeing her prey twitch up before devouring them. It tickled her. She was a bit sadistic in that way. As she made her way closer to Marcy, she slid her tongue over her teeth indicating she's ready to eat. Ready to eat she indeed was.
Marcy stood helpless. Body yearning to see what she'll do next. She couldn't speak or move. Just stand there like the prey she was. Her mind and body was in a very vulnerable state. Its not like this was their first time. So why was she so stuck? What exactly was Klara doing to her? Marcy couldn't wrap her head around it. All she knew was that Klara was like a drug and her sex was addicting.
While Marcy was lost in lust, Klara had made her way to where Marcy was standing. She gave Marcy a sly grin before snatching her by the waist and gripping the back of her neck, while gently pressing her thumb into Marcy's throat. She leaned in, all while maintaining eye contact, and whispered in a seductive voice, " It's time I emptied your clit."
Marcy's entire being trembled. Her body was aching. Craving. Feigning to be taken by her. She couldn't help but let out a moan.
"Take it." She was ready.
"Take what?", Klara teased. "What exactly do you want me take?" She glided her thumb across Marcy's chin and gently but passionately kissed her lips. "Take your lips?" She continued kissing, but this time she used her tongue. Marcy was going under. She was completely lost in the kiss. Klara's kisses were like none she's ever had. Her lips were like pink fluffy clouds that had a slightly cool touch and sent an electrified sensation through one's body.
"Your lips…" is all Marcy could manage to say.
"My lips what?" She was being a sadistic asshole now, but it worked.
"Y-Your lips a-a-are"…
Maintaining their lip-lock, Klara Slid the hand that was on Marcy's neck, up to the back of her head and gripped her hair. Marcy let out a slight moan.
"Uhh!"
"You like that huh?"
"Y-Yes!"
Klara then drew her attention from Marcy's lips to her neck. It was bare and gave off the scent of lavender. That scent was like an aphrodisiac to Klara. It sent her hormones through the roof.
"Mmph!" Klara was getting intoxicated from the scent. She began to lick, kiss and nibble all over Marcy's neck. Still gripping her hair with one hand and her waist with the other. She pulled Marcy closer into her so they were now pelvis to pelvis.
"You're a bad girl Marcy. You know what you're doing with that scent on you", she whispered in-between kisses. "You're gonna drive me crazy with that scent!" Klara was losing it. She couldn't take it anymore, but she needed to calm down and not lose control. She took a step back and just stared at Marcy for a while. Heart pounding. Blood rushing. Body quaking. Marcy stood doing the same. Ready to submit and explode. They were both hungry. Klara to devour and Marcy to be devoured.
They were both desperate to release. Panting with hunger, lust and the desire to finish one another off. But, there was a slight problem. Klara was a "transformer". She transforms into something else when she's completely aroused. She has to be careful when letting it out cause the whole game would be over as the recipient would lose all energy and pass out before she's had her fun.
Four play was the only coping mechanism. Four play slowed down her transformation. Four play was also a means to tease and torture her prey before allowing them to climax. Only it aroused her even more. Marcy knew all to well what Klara transformed into and she played at it. Purposely antagonizing and provoking it to come out. Playing the little shy innocent one when she she nothing of the sorts. She knew Klara's weakness and breaking points. She knew just how to drive it out of her. She knew Klara's dark secret and other half. She knew the person she had to hide from her uppity family. She knew Klara was nothing but a dirty little SLUT! THAT BITCH!