Sisterhood - Temptation Ch. 46

"Ohhh yes. Such a big girl. You're making mommy come too," Mutia groaned.

As the pulse of Katharina's orgasm continued and slowly ebbed, Mutia slumped down and Katharina felt the tickle of fingertips at the base of her dick, stroking. She realized that Mutia had her own hand beneath her prone body, nursing her pussy and slowly rubbing just where Katharina's dick protruded. Mutia's hand moved in slow, firm circles. Katharina could feel the soft folds of Mutia's opening shifting, pressed between Mutia's fingers and the still pulsing hardness of Katharina's dick within.

Mutia grunted and clutched herself tighter. Katharina felt the clamp of a spasm constrict around her, bending her. A frisson of excitement shook her body and she felt vividly a long seep of fluid throb out of the end of her dick. She slumped forward and set her lips on Mutia's shoulder kissing and sighing.

There was a profoundly satisfying sense of warmth and comfort to remaining inside after orgasm, more delicious even than Katharina had imagined it. The aftermath of Katharina's pleasure continued to spend itself in easy, exhausted twitches as her body slackened and she lay drowsy on top of Mutia's body.

Katharina gave a grunt of happy laughter when she realized that she had just come inside a dmurrhisi girl for the first time. The only comparable experience was sex with Ivy, but that had always been rougher, and tighter almost to the point of pain. The grasp of Mutia's pussy was much smoother than Ivy's. Mutia's pussy held her firmly, and molded to her as she gradually softened, milking each fading trickle of satisfaction from her as she shifted against its wet grip. Katharina's skin glowed with heat, and tremors of satisfaction passed across her stomach and her chest where her body touched Mutia's. She could feel the slight tingle of hardness in her nipples, her breasts pressed flat against Mutia's back.

"Ah, just... It's, um, so nice to be inside you," Katharina mumbled.

Katharina felt Mutia's body tense a little beneath her, followed by a sharp squeeze on her dick.

"Katharina?"

"Yeah?"

Mutia turned her head a little, not quite looking at Katharina, but showing her face, squinting curiously, "Is this the first time you've come inside a woman?"

"Yes," Katharina giggled.

"Mmm," Mutia smiled. She kicked her legs against Katharina's and squeezed her again, "What an honor."

"Or, you know, the first time inside, er, here," Katharina propped herself up on her hands and lifted herself, almost withdrawing from Mutia's pussy, then she thrust with her hips to slide all the way back in, felt herself harden a little as she came to rest lodged snug inside.

Mutia laughed. There was another pause, and Katharina laid herself back down and snuggled against Mutia's back. Then Mutia spoke again, "So do you mean you have come inside some of your, um... your Sisterhood friends before?"

"Well..." Katharina began.

"Sorry, a personal question," Mutia interrupted her, "You don't have to answer."

Katharina thought about it, and found she had nothing with which she could justify to herself her instinct to be secretive, "No, no. It's fine. I have, with one friend. You met her. Ivy. I've come in her."

"That's so sweet," Mutia's smile softened. With her head laid on her hand she looked out across the bed, perhaps wistful, or contemplative, "And how is it?"

"Well, it's... really... I like it. I mean, I love having sex with her," as she spoke, Katharina felt her dick lengthen again and push up deeper into Mutia's body.

"Mm, yes. Sex with someone you love is something else," Mutia began to clench her thighs and her buttocks, slowly squeezing at Katharina, "Or do you love her?"

Katharina sighed, "I don't know. I suppose maybe I do."

Mutia paused her squeezing, "Sorry, perhaps you don't want to talk about it."

"Ah, no, I..." Katharina laughed at herself, "I guess I do actually like talking about it. Just feels somehow self-indulgent."

"Oh no, my sweet girl, Katja, tell me. You can talk to me about whatever you like. When you're in love, sometimes you just want to tell someone, someone else. I remember that," Mutia wriggled her hips, "I'll listen. Especially if you keep fucking me while you're talking."

Katharina chuckled again, part laughter, part sigh, "Well I'm not sure I do love her really. Or what am I saying, I do. But I have to forget about her."

"Oh," Mutia turned her head a little, swiveling her eyes to the side to look back at Katharina, "Forget about her? Why?"

"I don't think she loves me. Or I'm not right for her."

"Did she say that?"

Katharina thought back. She wondered now what exactly Ivy had said, and was frustrated to find that she was no longer sure. Perhaps Ivy hadn't really said anything. "Maybe not outright. It was more that she already rejected me. Not by saying it. Just... she doesn't want to be with me in front of the other girls."

"Oh. That's mean," Mutia's smile turned downward.

"When we're alone, it's great," Katharina smiled to herself, "Not just great sex, I mean. It's fun. And great sex."

"Well, if that's what it's like then maybe she does like you. She just has some... How do you say? Issues? You should talk to her."

It occurred to Katharina that she was talking a lot about herself, something that always made her uncomfortable. "Do you have any regrets like that?" she asked, "I mean, regret not talking to someone that you loved?"

Mutia was silent for a moment. "Yes. Some," she said quietly. Then she seemed to brighten, and suddenly shook her hips from side to side, shaking Katharina's body and shifting the grasp of her pussy back and forth on Katharina's dick, "Katharina, sweetheart, do you think you could go again? To make an old lady happy?"

An acute surge of stiffness and heat spread up through Katharina's dick. She shifted, propped herself up on her hands and began to thrust harder, "Yes. Oh yes, anything for my, um... mommy."

Mutia laughed out loud, "Good girl. Give it to me. I would love to make you come again."

Katharina clenched tight with the muscles of her insides, tried to gauge how easily she might be able to force herself to climax. There was a sore ache in her dick, one that extended down into her body where she could sense a knot of muscle faintly pulsing, ready.

"I might have to sort of push, quite hard," she grunted.

"Please. Whatever you need to do. I can take it," Mutia spread her legs and began to rub at herself again, laying her fingers flat to press the top of her pussy to Katharina's hard shaft as it began to slide in and out, "I'll tell you if it's too much."

"It'll... uhh... probably be quite quick, sorry," Katharina tensed her legs to push her hips firmly against Mutia's backside as she drove herself in. She felt the snug, hot wrap of Mutia's squeezing muscles around her dick, and the rising glow of a quick climax spreading across her skin.

"Quick. Quick is good," Mutia rubbed harder. Her breath left her body in little grunts with each of Katharina's thrusts.

"Oh, fuck, okay I'm coming, I'm coming," Katharina groaned.

A sharp swell of heat throbbed up through her dick. She held tense, her legs trembling, and squeezed to force the tension out and push herself over the edge of climax. Her arms buckled as an exhausted satisfaction spread out into her limbs, and she fell forward onto Mutia's back, kissing her shoulders as her body pulsed and she began to twitch and spurt. The pleasure was sore, on the edge of painful but above all an overwhelming visceral relief.

Katharina felt the tiredness and the release from exertion wash over her body like a warm bath. She kissed Mutia's warm skin as the throbs of her orgasm slowed and faded. She closed her eyes to savor the comfort and warmth of closeness, and heard Mutia mumbling, saying something beneath her breath.