Little Duckling
Lenya pressed her lips against the soft yellow down of Marte's pussy.
More like a duckling, she thought, than a little pussy-kitten. It
smelled of new-born life like a freshly hatched duckling.
Lenya loved kissing her little duckling, nuzzling up next to it,
rubbing her nose and lips in it.
"Damn, girl, are you going to eat it or play with it?" Marte asked
impatiently.
That was the problem with loving these hard-body aggressive types.
Lenya loved watching Marte on the rugby field, dominating all her
opponents with ease even though they outweighed her two to one in some
cases. Dancing triumphantly over their fallen vanquished bodies. But
the drive that gave her her commanding will to win seemed to make her
overly goal oriented in other pursuits as well.
Marte wanted her climax now--not later. To be fair, she would lay there
and let Lenya lick her pussy to her heart's content after she had her
first few orgasms, but for now she wanted immediate relief.
"I thought it might be nice to take our time and enjoy ourselves, you
know, go slow and build up." Lenya said.
"Think again, Bitch." Marte was sorry as soon as she said it. She
didn't mean to hurt Lenya's feelings. She was just frustrated.
Lenya looked down and started licking. Her tongue lapped at Marte with
a mechanical cadence. Passionless.
"I'm sorry, okay?" Marte said. "I'm still psyched from the win, that's
all. Take your time if you want. I`m cool."
Marte lay back and relaxed as Lenya now went down in earnest. Marte
figured she would. Lenya was good to her. Better than she deserved.
Lenya quickly had her Amazon mistress moaning. Marte looked at the
angelic face between her thighs with grateful appreciation. That such
a dainty slip of a girl could go down like a waterfront whore when she
really wanted to, to please her woman, to please Marte, gave Marte
such a rush that she suddenly let loose a gushing climax.
"Ooh, thank you, my little Dynamo. I love you." Marte said, petting
Lenya's hair. Then stroking her cheek and lifting her chin to get a
better look at her submissive angel.
"I'm an ogre, aren't I?" Marte said. "All my teammates are jealous of
me. Having you to come home to and eat me. They'll be lucky to get
licked at all much less by an angel."
Lenya just smiled and put her face to her little friend, her little
duckling.
Lenya brought Marte to orgasm a few more times and Marte fell asleep
contented.
Lenya nestled herself against the sweet softness of Marte's crotch
like she was a duckling snuggling in the nest.
Marte briefly opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at Lenya placing her
hand on Lenya's head.
Before she drifted off to sleep again Lenya asked, "Am I your little
duckling, Marte?"
"Yes, sweet thing, you are my little duckling."
Together they fell asleep.
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