Alisa rolled her eyes and lunged forward. She captured Bianca's lips with practised precision, sharing the lingering taste of the girl's heady juices, as her tongue shoved inside and tangoed with its beloved. The futa began to lean back, allowing Anca to shuffle forward on top of her. Bianca's belly rubbed against Alisa's cock, as did the bottom swells of her indulgent tits. They moaned in tandem, finally giving into the primal desire that had burgeoned within them for days.
Warmth clouded Alisa's mind. She felt safe and loved, while her body demanded to reciprocate, while her cock grew slick as pre-cum flowed heavily. Moisture passed between their lips, tongues pushing against the other in a playful duel. Alisa rubbed her hands across Anca's back, pushing down to increase the pressure against her cock. Bianca's breasts surrounded Liz's chest in a pillow-like embrace.
"I need you inside," Bianca gasped when she pulled back, barely taking a breath before she groaned into Alisa's mouth, massing her lips as their bodies pressed tight together. The mere thought of separating after the days spent apart seemed almost painful now. Alisa clapped a hand onto Anca's ass, sinking her small fingers into the abundant, pert flesh and savouring the plushness.
"I want to be," Alisa replied, without removing her lips from her lover's. She brought her other hand to the curvaceous girl's breast, moaning at how completely it dominated her fingers. Smooth flesh spilled from between her digits and conformed against her palm, as if it were made to fit her. The futa rolled her hips, grinding her prick against Bianca's increasingly slimy abdomen.
Their hair fell around them in a shroud of depravity. Saliva messily dribbled down their cheeks and chins as they sloppily kissed amidst their hungry moans. Bianca's hips undulated against Alisa, rubbing her sodden cunt against her balls as the lust-stricken girl moved higher until her breasts consumed Liz's sight. The futa took a laboured breath and stared at the incredible valley. Her eyes were captivated by the sight of milky droplets beading at Bianca's can-sized nipples.
Alisa grabbed both peaks and aimed them at her face. They squished under her grasp, soft and malleable despite the intense throbbing within. Smooth, creamy-white milk coated her hands as she stroked them along the lengths, recalling how Bianca would pleasure her. Warm milk splattered across Alisa's face as she worked, tongue out like a girl in a bukkake. She looked up to meet Bianca's gaze.
Desire seemed a poor word to describe the heat in her gaze. Alisa tried to recall a synonym better suited, yet her mind was blank as a spurt of fresh lactate landed in her mouth, bathing her taste buds. It was richer than before, yet no less sweet and intoxicating. She moaned and swallowed, then leaned up, pursing her lips against the egregiously sized nipples. Milk flowed freely across her face, running into her hair and down to her own petite bust. Alisa released one tit to massage the warmth into her pudgy gut.
"You look so fucking hot," Bianca praised, breathing heavily, "Like a milky goddess."
"Funny," Alisa gasped, "What does that make you? A boob goddess?"
"No," Bianca giggled, "I'm the goddess of your dick, babe." As she spoke, Bianca dragged her silky folds across the shaft, coating it in her prolific juices.
"Like hell," Alisa growled and nipped one of the teats, earning a high-pitched moan and a fountain of white, "You're addicted to it."
"Can't argue with that," Bianca groaned, "Are you going to make my withdrawal worse? Hurry up and put it in me."
"I'm not done," Alisa grunted and wrapped her lips around an oversized nub, suckling the potent contents down her thirsty gullet. Her teeth and tongue worked against the dimpled peak, biting and swirling respectively. Milk gushed into her mouth as she gulped it down her parched throat. She pulled away with a soft pop and licked up a final bead, then moved onto the next one.
"Please, Liz?" Bianca pleaded, hands finding her breasts and squeezing them from base to peak, pushing a waterfall into Alisa's slavering maw, "If I cum, there'll be even more milk for you." She teased, still stroking her engorged nether-lips over her lover's foot-long cock.
"Hmm," Alisa moaned, gulping voraciously, then pulled back, "Just one."
"Just one," Bianca hastily agreed, desperation plastered to her face, just as her milk was to Alisa's, "Doggy?"
"Doggy," Alisa nodded. They moved in perfect sync, having practised the same action for weeks on end. The futa knelt behind Bianca, staring down at the matronly hips and mountainous ass. Bianca's flesh jiggled softly as she shook her rear and clenched her muscles, lewd slurps coming from her needy snatch as it sought Alisa's dick. The girl's face was pressed into the pillows, breasts flattening against the bed and stretching out to either side of her while dampness spread from her huge tits.
"I've needed this for so long," Bianca moaned.
"Me too," Alisa agreed, moving closer until her cock, now nearly a quarter of her height in length, pushed into the velvet opening, "I'm gonna be rough."
"Hmm, fuck yes," Bianca groaned huskily, bouncing her hips gently, "Fucking rut me like an actual dog."
Alisa chuckled softly and laid her hands on her lover. Bianca's abundant flesh spilled through her fingers as she tightened her grip, sinking into the perfect handholds, "I think you'd be disappointed by that."
"Whatever," Bianca whined exasperatedly, "Just fuck me hard as fuck!"
"Gladly," Alisa grunted and drove her hips forward, mustering every ounce of power her lithe frame could. The ensuing slap echoed throughout their dorm room and lingered in their ears, before being displaced by Bianca's ecstatic shriek. It was muffled by the pillows, yet no less visceral. Her pussy clamped around Alisa like a velvet vice, coating her in its debauched lust.
There were things that Alisa could barely live without. Internet, good food, entertainment, even her cock... but they all paled - no, they weren't even tangible - in comparison to how she had craved Bianca's cunt. The curse had only distracted her from the burgeoning need. Alisa stared down at her sheathed dick, panting heavily.