Sisterhood - Temptation Ch. 18

Josephine pulled back first. She sat back on her feet and looked down at the cushions. Then Katharina leaned back too. She kept her hand on Ivy's dick, stroking it lightly with her fingers as it twitched out the last few short spurts.

"There's always so much of it," Josephine stared at the viscous pool of cum directly below. It was framed in a dark wet patch, slowly soaking out across the fuzzy red of the cushion. She reached one fist above her head and knocked on the underside of the table, "How are you so full of this stuff?"

"Ah," Ivy sighed, "You sure know how to make a girl feel good about herself."

Josephine laughed. She got cautiously to her feet, stooping, and stepped out from under the table to straighten up. Katharina heaved herself up, flexed her toes to work away a few patches of numbness that had crept into her legs while kneeling, then ducked out from under the table at the opposite side to Josephine.

Josephine was already at the foot of the table, clambering up onto it behind Ivy. Once on top, she knelt and put her hands on Ivy's thighs to push them apart. "So, cum stud, spread," she commanded.

Ivy mumbled something and obliged, shuffling her legs apart until her ankles hung off the sides of the table. Her eyes were heavy and her lips hung open, moist with a little seep of drool. Josephine bent down and stuck out her tongue, then pressed her face between Ivy's buttocks. Ivy tensed, sighed, and then slowly slackened, a breathy groan exiting her mouth as her lungs deflated, "Uh, that's... Ohh. Yeah."

Josephine's head bobbed delicately, darting back and forth, her tongue outstretched. She paused to look at Katharina, "Just feels nice, you know? In the aftermath. A little tongue stroking, where you have some, um, sensitive skin."

"Wow. Okay," said Katharina. She had occasionally seen girls lick each other's buttholes in pornographic videos, and had perhaps found the idea vaguely exciting, but she hadn't thought of it as something that anyone actually did in real life.

"You're... ah, really spoiling me," Ivy mumbled.

"Um, Katja?" Josephine looked up from her licking.

"Yes?"

"So you can totally say no, and I won't be at all offended or upset, but um..." Josephine spread her own legs where she knelt, and lowered her behind down to the edge of the table. She glanced over her shoulder, "You could do this to me. Only if you want to though."

Katharina shook herself. It took her a moment to work out what was being asked of her. "Oh no no," she said hurriedly, "Of course. I'd love to do something nice for you."

She walked around the table and brought herself face to face with Josephine's spread buttocks. She saw the short, silky hairs that she had felt against her fingers just before. They were a sort of dark, mousy brown, without the deep red tint of those on her head. Above, a patch of shiny, smooth skin led up to the tight knot of Josephine's butthole.

"Thanks," Josephine smiled delightedly, "Just, um, lick my pussy first, only once, and then, you know, go up and keep licking there." Then she lowered her face and kissed Ivy on the small of her back before nuzzling her face once more into the cleft of Ivy's buttocks.

Katharina stepped closer. Deciding it was probably best to be bold rather than linger and think too much about what to do, she put her hands on Josephine's buttocks, pressed her lips directly to Josephine's pussy, and slid out her tongue. Josephine pushed back against her, and with a very slight wriggle of her hips she spread the folds of her pussy out over Katharina's tongue and then her mouth.

Katharina focused on the warm, mealy taste of Josephine's wetness, and the smooth tickle of her soft flaps of skin. Then after one trembling thrust with her tongue, she licked slowly upward as Josephine had said. She felt first a patch of plain smooth, silky skin and then the tiny ridges around Josephine's butthole. She tested at it with the tip of her tongue, traced around it in a circle. The ring of glabrous skin around Josephine's hole was pleasingly tender and seemed to give a little beneath Katharina's tongue. The taste was not entirely unlike that of her pussy, it was the taste of skin, but it was much less subtle. More metallic, spice-like almost, and more like sweat.

"Mm," Josephine murmured, her head still twisting and pecking between Ivy's buttocks, "Yeah. Nice. Tingly. Feels good."

Katharina's thoughts wandered as she continued to lap delicately at Josephine's butthole and the skin around it, stroking with her tongue. She thought idly about which other girls might enjoy being licked like this, whether it was a common activity or a quirk of Josephine's. She tried to recall any girl having ever mentioned it to her, but could not. Then she thought suddenly of Mari, perhaps because by some oblique association Mari was the only other dmurrhisi girl whose butthole she could remember having gotten close to.

Katharina lifted her head and looked around, "Where's Mari got to?"

"Hm, yeah," Josephine replied, "I suppose this is the sort of thing that she could do instead."

"Oh no, I didn't mean that she should take over or anything," Katharina said hurriedly, "I like it... You have a nice, um, soft..."

"Hole?" Josephine giggled.

Katharina's attention was drawn by a movement at the edge of the room. She turned and looked. "Oh," she said, somewhat surprised.

Mari, still naked, had appeared in the doorway. She was carrying a large, thick-bodied snake across her shoulders, its head and tail each draped over one arm. The snake had an irregular, jigsaw-like pattern of light and dark browns on the scales of its back, and a broad, bony head, like a python. It seemed to be docile, or even motionless, and Katharina wondered for a moment whether it might be a synthetic prop, but then she saw it flick its tail across the back of Mari's hand.

Mari grinned and lifted the snake's head to her cheek, nuzzling it affectionately. Then she raised one finger to her lips. "Sh," she said quietly.

Mari crept forward, bearing the snake, with a look of unashamed self satisfaction on her face. She held Katharina's gaze for a moment, then stepped under the table. "Oh Ivy," she announced, "I've come to, ahah, sssswallow you whole."

"Mm?" Ivy's voice was hoarse and breathy, as if she had perhaps been drifting into sleep, "Whass' that?"

Katharina let go of Josephine's backside and ducked to look beneath the table. She was not sure what she had expected to see, had been worried that Mari might actually somehow be trying to persuade the snake to bite or to swallow, but she was relieved to find that Mari was simply holding the side of the snake's body against Ivy's dick, which seemed to have swollen and stiffened anew.

"Is that Anna's?" Katharina whispered.

"Sh," Mari giggled. She stepped back out from under the table and walked round to the rear of it, where Josephine was still squatting.

"Wha...?" Ivy's stirred, stretching her legs aside.

Josephine had raised her head and was looking down. She startled when she saw the snake, but at another quick hush from Mari, she held silent. Mari jerked her head to one side to wave Josephine away, and Josephine hopped down off the table and stood aside, a bemused frown on her face.

Mari jerked her head again, up at the table, "Katja, help us up. Quick."

"Oh no," Katharina groaned, "Seriously?"

"I promise it's safe," Mari hissed, "Come on. Quickly."

Katharina sighed and bent down to put her hands under Mari's armpits and hoist her up. Mari felt no heavier than Katharina remembered. The snake, though long, was slender, and probably not particularly heavy. It twitched and slowly twisted its head in Katharina's direction as she held Mari in the air, then seemed to be satisfied, and turned away. Mari bent her knees and swung her legs back to kneel as Katharina set her down on the table between Ivy's spread thighs.

"Mari?" Ivy called out, "That you?"

"Yeah," Mari replied. She carefully lowered the snake's head, suspending it just behind Ivy's spread buttocks, "Now let me ssssuck on your balls."

Katharina saw the snake uncurl and stretch slowly forwards. Its tongue slid out and flailed in the air in front of it.

"Huh? What are you...?" Ivy began, a hint of consternation in her voice.

Katharina did not see what happened next, her view obscured by Mari as she leaned over closer, but there was a sudden shriek and Ivy's whole body jolted in a tense reflex. Katharina wondered at first whether it was Mari and not Ivy who had called out, the cry sounded so unlike Ivy's voice. It was a short and very shrill scream, pure like a single note of music, and so loud it stung Katharina's ears. But then Ivy's body twisted and she rolled over onto her side, before producing the exact same sound the moment she saw the snake.

"Mari! Fuck off! Get it away!" Ivy yelled as she scrabbled backward on the table. She jumped down off the other end and stood tensed, clutching the edge of the table top as if to shield herself.

Mari laughed, delighted.

Josephine seemed for a moment still to be frozen in puzzlement, as if unsure how to react, but then she too laughed aloud, a richer, more musical laughter than Mari's. "Oh! Ivy," she called out, "I'm sorry, but you are so fucking sexy when you're scared."

"Mari! Fucking hell!" Ivy growled, "Fuck!" She looked around at each of the other girls in turn, then swallowed nervously and seemed to collect herself, though her hands were trembling where she still gripped the table. "I wasn't scared. You just... It was, you know, a shock. I mean for fuck's sake!"

"It's okay," Mari giggled. She turned and shuffled on her backside to the edge of the table, "It's one of Anna's. They're all totally friendly. And they like touching naked women."

"Oh really?" Katharina frowned, skeptical, as she held out her hands to help Mari down off the table, "Poor creature, probably got a bigger fright than Ivy did."

"I wasn't frightened," Ivy mumbled.

"Nah," Mari shook her head. She held up the snake towards Katharina, "This one is the friendliest. She totally likes being handled."

Katharina looked into the snake's eyes. It seemed entirely unperturbed. But it was difficult to put together any impression of its state of mind. Its mouth was straight, and a look of cool dispassion seemed to be fixed into the structure of its face. She held out her hand, and it flicked its tongue at her, then seemed to lose interest and turned away.

"So this one is the friendliest?" Josephine laughed, her mouth still wide with surprise, "How many does she have?"

Mari smiled. She held up the snake's head to point it at the open doorway, "Come. I'll show you."

"Okay," said Katharina warily. She followed Mari to the door, and Josephine followed after her.

At the threshold, Mari turned to look over her shoulder at Ivy, still standing behind the table, "You can come too Ivy. Don't worry, your big, strong girlf-"

"Don't," Ivy held up the palm of her hand to cut Mari off. She scowled and stepped out to follow, "I'm coming already, okay."