By Daria’s standards, the Lane household was pretty typical of suburbia. Modest sized, modestly furnished, modestly well-kept, and the odd plant here and there. Entering, Daria inquired about one of the less modest parts of the house. “I don’t see Trent.”
“His band is practicing at a friend’s place,” Jane explained while shedding her iconic red jacket and combat boots. “Why? Our talk didn’t get you hungry, did it?” Jane didn’t smirk, but it was implied in her tone.
Daria said nothing. Truth be told, she still had very complex feelings for Jane’s brother. There’d been far too many close calls where she’d come inches away from taking the older boy inside of her; in every sense of the term. As such, with her urges screaming at her, she was thankful to not have to deal with him right now.
However, with the house to themselves, Daria followed Jane’s lead in undressing on the way to her friend’s room. They were down to their underwear by the time they closed the door behind them. Both girls wore very plain and practical bras and panties; not those hefty bras of most cheerleaders or the repulsive lace in Quinn’s unmentionables. However, Jane was noticeably bigger than Daria in a lot of ways; namely her bust, butt, and overall height. It only made sense that an inactive predator would be more well-endowed than a ‘vegetarian’ like Daria. Feeling a tad insecure, Daria decided to mess with her friend. “Ya know, I’m looking at our jackets, and I just realized that together, they’re Christmas colored.”
Jane turned slowly and deliberately to face her half-naked friend. “Damn you, Morgendorffer. Damn you, truly,” she deadpanned.
Daria gave a slight smile at her triumph as they continued undressing. It was impossible not to notice Jane’s curves. All those people she’d eaten had filled her out in all of the best ways. Her breasts were respectable handfuls, her stature was that of a short and lean amazon, and her butt… Jane was well aware of how great her ass was. That’s why she bent over, causing her panties to ride up her crack and show off the pale, succulent cheeks. Daria knew that she was being deliberately teased, and hated that she couldn’t think up a witty comeback.
Jane turned around, now fully exposed. Her pert breasts hung proudly in the air with nipples erect in anticipation. She gave a half-smile as she watched Daria’s blush grow. In response, Jane set her hands on her hips and struck a pose. “Like what you see?”
“Eh. It’s alright,” Daria replied dryly, fighting the urge to cover her hands over her much smaller chest, or her less trimmed pubic hair. Jane made the task a lot simpler by closing the distance and pressing their chests together. Daria’s diminutive boobs were almost completely engulfed by Jane’s chest pillows. Jane’s body was both firmer and softer than Daria’s in all the right places. The inactive pred’s hands acted on reflex to grab the active pred’s taut ass cheeks. Daria grunted reluctantly as her fingers sunk into the warm, goosebumpy orbs.
Jane reacted in kind, eliciting a squeak from her slightly shorter friend. Daria’s back and front were both on the flatter side, but she didn’t mind. It mattered more to Jane who Daria was. That’s what made fondling her much more enjoyable than any cheerleader who’d gone inside of her, or who she’d gone inside of. For preds, digestion was optional, and most people who got vored lived to tell the tale. Wanting to show off how much less reserved she was, Jane pressed her cheek to Daria’s as she took a long, drawn-out lick of the other girl’s neck. “Mmmh, you taste good.”
Daria felt a shudder run through her body. Jane’s tongue felt good, but her words also had an effect. Preds liked complimenting their meals’ taste. It was common courtesy, but also sincere. Preds generally liked the people they ate and wanted them to feel good. Right now, Daria felt here good in Jane’s strong embrace. The active pred’s fingers lustfully kneaded her butt cheeks as a finger tentatively slipped between and teased her anus. Daria responded by kissing Jane’s cheek and trying to force her to surrender her lips. It wasn’t romantic or anything. Preds, even the inactive sort, just had very powerful sexual urges that needed to be satiated.
Jane’s urges compelled her to pick Daria up. She laughed into the other girl’s mouth when the smaller pred wrapped her legs around Jane’s back as she was carried to the bed. Jane set Daria down and gently pushed her onto her back. The curvier teen moved one hand from Daria’s ass to her slit and began vigorously probing. Daria squirmed and tried to moan, but her pleasured cries were muffled by Jane’s lips. Jane sunk her fingers in deep, up to her knuckles, and then deeper still. Daria couldn’t unbirth anyone, but she could handle Jane up to her wrist easily enough. The stronger pred twisted her hand around to touch as much of Daria’s sensitive love tunnel as she could. Unable to reach with her hands, Daria reciprocated by lifting a knee for Jane to grind on. The taller girl accepted the offer, sliding her clit up and down Daria’s smooth and scrawny leg.
Finally, Jane broke the kiss and pulled back to loom over her friend. “Having fun, yet?” she asked while panting. Her body glistened in sweat as she licked the aftertaste of Daria’s lips from hers. “I like your hair like that,” she said while picking up a few locks of Daria’s disheveled mane splayed over the sheets.
Daria swallowed, experiencing an uncomfortable period of speechlessness. Her body burned and was screaming out to be touched, so she made her discontent known by grabbing Jane’s exposed breasts and covetously groping them.
“There’s a good girl, Morgendorffer,” Jane purred as she pulled Daria into a sitting position for another passionate kiss. She pulled their hips close and gave a soft hiss when their clits touched. It felt as amazing as ever. It took a little work on both ends, but soon their grinding found a rhythm that ensured maximum contact between their sensitive lady parts. Feeling extra naughty, Jane took the hand still drenched in vaginal secretions and slipped a couple of fingers between Daria’s lips. The smaller girl responded with impassioned suckling, apparently not minding that she was tasting herself. Her friend’s shameless indulgence was even more of a turn-on for Jane. She showed her gratitude by probing Daria’s ass, similar to how she’d done her pussy a short while ago; starting with the fingers and slowly working up to her wrist. Daria’s heightened moaning suggested that she liked it.
Although it was only a few minutes, the girls’ lust-driven love making felt like it had gone on four hours. When Daria felt her core tighten, warning of her imminent climax, she was drenched in sweat and partially sticking to Jane as their bodies slid and slapped over one another. Clenching her eyes closed, she opened her lips and gave voice to her orgasm with a loud scream. She felt her love juices explode out between her and Jane’s thighs, making them even stickier. Jane orgasmed with similar intensity, but tried to quiet herself by swallowing Daria’s lips. The pair held onto one another tighter than ever as their liquid love erupted between them, and they rode out their orgasmic highs.
When they finally came down, they parted just enough to pant while still keeping hold. The other girl’s body felt too good to release as their sweat-soaked skin chilled under the air conditioning. They looked at each other. Their bodies glistened, their hair was a mess, they felt stickier than they probably were, and Daria’s cravings for carnal satisfaction had finally quieted down. Let’s see how long that lasts.
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