White Slave - Part 2

‘We owe much to one Greek poetess …’ the Nirvana whispered seductively. She lay down upon one of the cushions and spread her long legs wide. She pushed aside the diaphanous silk to reveal her black bush. ‘Come Sinni. Let us pay our respects to Sappho.’

Sinni knelt upon the floor and bent at the waist to bring her mouth close to the Nirvana’s waiting minge. She could barely believe the calm with which she inched her mouth towards the sacred black cunt.

‘No!’ the Nirvana cried. ‘Before you taste me, tell me of the Clean One. The American, how is she called?’

Sinni almost choked as she forced herself from diving to lap at the dark labia. She knew that if she pushed those flaps wider with her tongue or fingers, the delicate bright pink inside would be revealed, as would be the black nub of the Nirvana’s legendary clitty.

‘Ah …,’ Sinni began. ‘ She is called Kylie …’
‘Is she … was she a devotee when she came here?’
Sinni struggled to concentrate as she stared into the Nirvana’s waiting gash.
‘No … I think she was … she was not a lesbian,’ she stammered.

‘She must still dream of men and their accursed phallus!’ The Nirvana wailed in despair. ‘It was not enough to shave her clean to wash away this stain! I must give her a new name, as I gave you!’
Sinni nodded her agreement. Absently she noticed the Nirvana’s black pubes were soaked …

‘Tell me Sinni, what do you dream?’
‘Only to serve you, Nirvana.’
‘And what of a nice hard long cock? Do you not crave a long veiny shaft up your slit? I know that you were impure before you came here!’
‘Only to serve you,’ she answered again. ‘Only to taste from the divine cunt that you offer me now.’

‘And what of sperm? Do you wish to taste it?’
‘NO!’ Sinni declared.
‘What of semen that is deposited here?’ The Nirvana touched herself lustfully, just centimeters from Sinni’s waiting tongue.

For a moment confusion raced through Sinni’s tortured, drugged mind - only for a moment.
‘No.’ she declared as firmly as before.

‘I believe that we can lay aside the matter of the Clean One’s name for the moment. If you no longer wish for man meat, prove it!’ the Nirvana demanded.

Sinni wailed as an orgasm took her the moment she touched her aching tongue to the Nirvana’s pubic mound. The long braided hair was pushed aside and she began her probing on the thick black labia. She pushed them open and cried again as the darkness of the Nirvana’s skin gave way to the universal sopping pink that all women share.

The Asian girl’s heart thumped insanely in her chest as the strong acidic sugar ran onto her tongue. Her vision was blurred by tears and her body convulsed in orgasm as she rubbed her face upon the Nirvana’s cunt.

Her chin and cheeks became stained with the Holy Juices as she sucked and licked with wild abandon.

She could feel the Nirvana’s clitoris growing as her tongue traced along it. The goddesses’ cunt was now so wet, that Sinni had to use her hands to open the Nirvana’s flaps so that she could continue to ravage the holy clitty.

The Nirvana’s usually deep voice was now replaced by a series of high-pitched orgasmic wails and her breaths came in quick gasps.

The cries of her Goddess seemed to come to her ears from another world as Sinni carefully traced her tongue around each centimeter of the Nirvana’s black fanny.

As the Nirvana’s cum juice ran into the long thick and curly black pubes, Sinni took the coarse hairs into her mouth and sucked them dry of the honey-nectar.

The slippery lips tasted fragrant as he sucked them each into her gorging mouth, but the clitoris of the Goddess was her prize.

Sinni had been here for a number of years and she had lost count of how many cunts she had tasted – but today Sappho had truly blessed her as the intoxicating candy lined her mouth and mingled with the tears of delirious pleasure that streaked her cheeks.

The Nirvana was moaning in her own bliss and the movements of her hips were pushing the boiling snatch hard into Sinni’s face.

‘Aaah!’ the Goddess cried as Sinni felt the oncoming climax shake the holy cunt. ‘Let us taste each other!’ The Nirvana cried between short breaths.

Reluctantly Sinni pulled her mouth from the Nirvana’s sopping cunt flaps and a thick trail of saliva and clitty cream hung from the pinkness of the Nirvana’s fuck hole to the slippery cheeks and chin of the Asian girl.

‘Aaah Sinni, you truly are my favoured,’ the Nirvana whispered as Sinni lay upon her back and stared with dreamy eyes the Nirvana crawled backwards toward her, her open pink flaps hanging, waiting again for Sinni’s tongue.

Before she could even act, Sinni felt all five fingers of one of the Nirvana’s hands force their way into her dripping tunnel. She was not ready for the invasion, so the blissful joy was met with sharp pain as four nail-tipped fingers forced their way sharply into her tight slit.

She knew that she would show disrespect by crying out, so she muffled her yelp by forcing her hungry lips onto the holy minge before her.

The Nirvana was even wetter than before and Sinni had to stop herself from chocking as she felt waves of cunny cream swamp her ...

Sinni’s tongue burned with fatigue, she had already orgasmed a number of times, but the Nirvana’s fanny was still leaking and she had to strain her neck to force her tongue higher as she sought to reach the Nirvana’s clitty.

Every once in a while she would rest her tongue, and instead explore the pink cavern with her long fingers.

As she came again, fiery waves of god-like ecstasy lancing through her, she finally felt the muscles of the Nirvana’s pelvis bunch as orgasm took the Goddess.

The Nirvana’s cry of pure holy sexual fulfillment filled Sinni’s ears and her fanny exploded with a tidal wave of sex juices, just as the lips of the Sinni ran with her own elixir.

Sinni was crying again. She new she had reached the long-promised Paradise.