From One Thing to Another

Charlene could only answer in some muffled squealing under Chiharu and that's what she did before she stuck out her tongue again to stimulate the rubbing crotch of the girl. The feeling of Chiharu's slick womanhood caressing her face felt rather gross at first, but the scent quickly intoxicated her mind again to brush the thought aside. Soon enough the blonde would start licking Chiharu mindlessly.

"Mmmm... mmm..."

Once Chiharu had shifted her butt back and instead pressed her crotch down over Charlene’s face, the blonde wasted very little time before beginning to orally pleasure Chiharu once again. She seemed to really be getting into the deed, too, judging by the way she went along with the licking, her tongue sliding over Chiharu’s sex with a highly-arousing rhythm. The Japanese woman laughed airily, tossed her head to the side to get her hair out of her face, then moaned very loudly as she began to get wet again.

“Mmm…oh, yes…” she purred, as she would begin to gently grind her pussy against Charlene’s face, trying to bring herself to orgasm very quickly, loving the stimulation of Charlene’s tongue running across her lower lips.

Charlene took a few pauses to get some breather, even if she could only inhale Chiharu's scent for the most part. The blonde kept licking the girl's wet womanhood as that was the only thing she could do for now. The faster she made Chiharu came, the faster she'd be able to breath normally... and getting something else in return.

She picked up her pace, even rubbing her face clumsily against the girl's sex, her nose occasionally rubbed the bud of Chiharu as a result. It's not like anyone else could see her doing this anyways. Her breathing was getting heavier and her face became hot and slippery, but she tried to focus herself at the task at hand.

The last thing Chiharu wanted was to make Charlene pass out. Breath play was something that Chiharu was interested in, and she had practiced it on occasion beforehand. But right now, she didn't want to complicate things. Charlene was just dipping her toes into Chiharu's hedonistic pool. The Japanese woman was not going to scare her off. Though the fact that Charlene only had limited air as she performed cunnilingus on Chiharu did add a certain element of excitement to the proceedings.

"Mmm...yeah," Chiharu purred, as her guest began rubbing her face against Chiharu's sex, as the speed of her tongue lashing back and forth over Chiharu's lower lips began to increase, as well. Whenever Charlene's nose poked her clit, Chiharu would let out another wavering, euphoric whimper, as her pussy quickly became dripping wet, and she was once again very close to cumming.

Charlene began to struggle for air, her movement slowed down every now an then. It felt like she's close to passing out only to be kept awake by the feeling of Chiharu's pussy rubbing her face. Her other senses almost felt numb and it seemed like her tongue was the only part of her body that she could move.

So she kept licking and licking like it's the only thing that kept her conscious. Chiharu's womanhood felt so addictive that she couldn't get enough of it. Never before in her life she tasted anything like this. If only she had known sooner that sexual things could feel this good!

Chiharu had a very sensitive pussy, and her inner thighs were very much the same. She could feel the way Charlene’s head moved underneath her, and the way it began to slow down. Chiharu took a second between her moans to glance down, and she frowned. Charlene was running out of air. While Chiharu wanted a lack of oxygen to spur on her blonde friend, she did not want the European wrestler to pass out altogether. She considered the possibility of lifting herself off of Charlene for a second to allow the blonde to breathe.

Charlene didn’t need that respite. She kept licking, licking, and Chiharu’s dripping pussy responded by becoming wetter, wetter, and wetter. “Ooooohhm,” Chiharu moaned, rocking on top of Charlene’s face, thrusting her pussy up against the blonde’s mouth. “Mmmmh…yes, Char-chan…yes!” Chiharu cried out, as she came all over Charlene’s face. She would keep on riding her guest’s tongue until her orgasm subsided, at which point she would flop down onto her side on the floor, letting Charlene get some air.

It almost felt like forever, but eventually she managed to bring Chiharu to another climax. Charlene grunted as her face was washed yet again by the host's love juices, forcing her to swallow some of it. As she finally got the breathing space she needed, the blonde quickly gasped for air like a fish on a land.

"Haaa... haaa... haahh..."

Her eyes half opened as she breathed heavily, exhausted from the lack of air. Her head felt light and hot at the same time, but she couldn't say that she hated how it felt. Charlene might have think of it as gross before, but not now. She's not too sure if she could say that it felt good, though. She's not too sure on anything at all at the moment.

Chiharu’s orgasm had subsided, and now she had a chance to bask in the afterglow, splayed out on the cool stone floor, panting, her legs spread wide open to give her pussy a chance to air out. It was so hot after that second orgasm that Chiharu almost thought her lower body was going to melt away. She would remain in this position for quite a while before remembering that her friend, who had nearly passed out during that cunnilingus session, was still trapped in the smotherbox.

“Oh!” Chiharu gasped, rolling over onto her front and reaching down to undo the latches which attached the top of the box to its sides. “Here you go, Char-chan. Time for you to get out of there. We’ll try a couple more things before I let you get some rest for the night…”

Charlene slumped onto her hands and knees once Chiharu opened the stool, still struggling to breath normally until a few more seconds passed. She slowly crawled away from the box and laid herself on her back to get a little rest. The blonde stared rather emptily to the dungeon's ceilings, her breathing gradually became more stable.

"M-more... things..." she weakly echoed Chiharu's words as she glanced to the host.

Chiharu was still purring, still feeling waves of pleasure wash over her in the aftermath of her lovely orgasm. She would watch with one eye as Charlene turned over onto her hands and knees and slowly crawled her way out of the smother box, in the opposite direction from where Chiharu was laying, and would stare up at the ceiling, sprawled out on her back. Chiharu was smiling as she would turn herself over onto her hands and knees again and crawl over to her guest, who seemed to be in a trance, thinking about Chiharu’s last words. The Japanese beauty knew not to push her new friend too far, but she did have a couple of other things to do.

“Yes, Char-chan,” she would whisper. “Just a couple more things…I think I need to make you cum again, don’t I…?”