Porsche

This story is adult fiction. To the autors knowledge Cindy Crawford is not a lesbian.
There is no harm intended. Any reader has to be mature enough to know that this
is just entertainment.

Cindy Crawford

-Porsche-

by Carsten

The black Porsche was speeding. If a cop had stopped her, she surely would have been
in big trouble. But Cindy did not care. She was so out of her mind…so out of control,
that nothing else mattered. She even did not change cloth. So the supermodel still wore
her bikini; only the bikini. She had the perfect body, so she surely could wear
anything.
There, she took the exit way to fast. But the german car was just perfect in extreme
situations. And Cindy’s situation was extreme. The urge had won her over again. She
just could not resist, had no chance. A call, a ‘yes, come over honey’, and Cindy was
on her way.
She drove the car through the expensive neighborhood, she knew where to go. And
when she drove onto the driveway, she smiled. The garage had been opened. Cindy
maneuvered her sports car into the huge garage. A garage, so wide and long…there
was room for at least 6 cars. But there was no car inside. Except Cindy’s Porsche.
Out of a sudden, the front gate of the garage closed by itself. Cindy jumped a little. But
then she killed the engine and there was silence. Only the ticking of the cooling engine.
Cindy opened the door and stepped outside. Her tall, muscular body began to shiver a
little. She was nervous and…aroused..so much…
There was a throbbing in her lap. A tingling sensation, and fluids began to flow, running
down her strong thighs.
-Oh my God…I can’t control myself anymore….-
It was kind of dark in the huge garage. Cindy’s eyes had to adjust while she was walking
around her car.
“Don’t move.”
Her heart was jumping, she felt like she had to dissolve into thin air…
Then she saw someone standing on a flight of stairs. Someone…a body…a known being.
Cindy smiled…
“Hi k.d…it’s me…Cindy…”
“I know.”
Her eyes adjusted more and more and so she could see the woman better. K.D. Lang…
a musician…a known lesbian…
And that tall woman wore a silk bathrobe. She was holding a cigarette and held her
head high, her chin lifted.
“Stay where you are, girl.”
She came down the stairs, smoking. And when she was closer, Cindy could see
something that tightened her throat, made her heart beating even faster.
There was a huge dent between KD’s legs….a…penis…
And the champagne colored robe was gliding over the dent…revealing it…
A huge, black rubber-dildo…
Cindy was shivering…
The tall musician had reached her. She threw her cigarette away and was now standing in
front of Cindy. She lay her hands on the supermodels shoulders, looking straight into her eyes.
“I missed you…”
Cindy didn’t say anything. She couldn’t.
And so Kd came closer, pulled Cindy closer….
The huge rubber-dildo pressed against Cindy Crawford’s vagina….
And their lips met.
Cindy opened her mouth and let the tongue inside.
She was a little shocked…feeling the cock….
But then, she spread her legs a little and the rubber-dildo slipped underneath her and she
laid her arms around the lesbian.
They kissed…..
And the kiss was perfect. She smelled the woman, tasted her. And she knew that K.d. had
years of lesbian experience. Who would be better to teach Cindy….
KD’s hands went around Cindy…she was stroking her back….touching the spine…going
down…till she held Cindy’s butt. She held the ass-cheeks and pressed them, was digging
her fingers into them.
Cindy moaned…a high pitched sound escaped her mouth…
And she felt her longing overcoming her….she wanted it…now…
She hugged the lesbian and kissed her passionately…..
Kd’s fingers went up…up the spine…and she opened the top of Cindy’s bikini….opening
the strings…pulling…
Their bodies parted and Kd pulled down the top….threw it into one corner of the garage…
Cindy Crawford’s breasts were naked…exposed…the nipples erect….
And the model looked into the musicians eyes…seeing the lust…seeing the smile on her
masculine face…
KD pulled her hands to Cindy front…taking the firm, well shaped breasts into her hands….
Cindy moaned again…her head laid backwards…her eyes closed…
Instantly the lesbian began massaging the tits….stroking the nipples with her thumps…
Loud breathing filled the garage….moaning…..
It was like…every time KD pressed her breasts….like fireballs running through Cindy’s body…
Her vagina lips were swollen…wet to her ass….fluids were running down Cindy’s thighs…
the bikini-panties were ruined…were soaking wet….
And then KD pressed her backwards, moved her backwards and Cindy’s calf’s touched the
bumper of her car…
“Lay back, Darling….”
Cindy laid back…laid her body onto the hood of her black Porsche…
The metal made a sound and deformed a little….but other than that…everything was just like
in Cindy’s fantasies. She had dreamed about that…she had even told KD her fantasies when
she had come over to this house for the first time. When they had made love…the first time…
And now…
-Oh my God…..-
KD was standing above Cindy, looking down at her…still smiling…
And her hands were still cubed around Cindy’s tits…
When the supermodel was laying on the hood the lesbian started massaging the breasts again.
She squeezed them hard, pressed them….pressed them against Cindy’s torso…pressed them
against each other….
Then she came down on Cindy…opening up her mouth…
While she did that, the lesbian pressed Cindy’s tits so close together that the nipples almost touched
each other…
KD put her lips over both nipples and sucked them….
Cindy’s eyelids stared fluttering….her breathing became even harder…faster….
Her fluids were running down her legs now. They were running onto the black hood of the sports
car…
“Fuck me….please KD…fuck me…fuck me….stick your cock inside me…ride me…ride me like
a horse…give it to me…”
Without a word the musician let go of Cindy’s breasts. She stepped back a little and opened
her bathrobe.
Cindy could see the thin body…could see the small tits.
KD wasn’t a supermodel, and her body not really beautiful, but still….it was so strong…Cindy
wanted that woman to fuck her.
And when she looked down a little…there it was….the huge, black rubber cock.
Kd hat strapped on a harness…a cock surely was inside her own vagina….leather straps around
her waist…and the biggest cock Cindy had ever seen, was between Kd’s legs, right there where
you would suppose a vagina it started, pointing upwards.
“Are you ready for a rough ride….little Cindy?”
KD’s voice was smoky…like that of a bar-musician…very male…
Cindy nodded…
“Y….yes…take me….!”
The lesbian came closer again and went down on her knees. Cindy’s lap was right inf front of
her…she could see the stomach coming up and down very fast..she could see the white and
colored fabric of the panties…laid her hands on Cindy’s pelvis…she still couldn’t’t believe her
luck. She was about to fuck one of the most beautiful women in the world…So she took hold
of the panties and pulled them down.
It was like like pealing the most desirable fruit ever. She pulled the panties down and the black
pubic hair came into view…she almost couldn’t’t control herself anymore, wanted to bent
forward, wanted to slip her tongue inside the warm, silky pussy. But she just pulled the panties
down, over Cindy’s feet. And they flew into the darkness
KD Lang stood up again and…bent over the hood, over Cindy Crawford….
One hand aside from each of Cindy’s shoulders…
She was breathing down on her…her eyes blazing with lust…she was in control…she was the
dyke…she took whatever she wanted…fucked every girl she desired…
And when the tip of the huge cock touched Cindy’s lips…the woman almost fainted…
“Fuck…me…”
KD Lang inserted the black, the huge…cock into Cindy Crawford’s vagina….

Slowly at first…rubbing over the sensitive lips…faster…till the dildo was buried inside
the beautiful body.
Cindy was screaming with lust….her body shook and her hands were making claws…would
have digged into the hood of her car if they could…
KD was looking down on the supermodel…
-God I like that bitch…-
And her face became a grimace of lust when she started fucking the woman underneath her.
Her pelvis came up and down…the black dildo was rubbing over the lips, over the clitoris..
over the nerves….
“Yes,..yes…yes….!”
Cindy was grabbed by her lust…and that lust didn’t let go of her…
She was shaking…
“Yessssss….”
KD just moaned…her dark voice like a dream…..she fucked and fucked and fucked…
And the smaller penis…inside of her made her come closer…to the edge..
Their orgasm was in sight….
It was cold in the garage….the air-conditioning went on high…
But there was sweat all over their bodies. Thick drops of salty sweat…running over Cindy’s
flat stomach, running down the breasts….her nipples erect….
Cindy’s long hair was wet and laid around her head…droplets on her eyebrows…
And she did not moan anymore…Cindy was screaming…loud…her hands were beating the
hood like a drum…
“Oh yes…yes….yes…oh God…yes….fuck…me!
In and out…and in and out….
The huge cock was almost to much…but she wanted nothing more…her vagina-lips laid
formed around the dildo…almost sucking it inside her body….
And then it hit them…both and a time…like a tornado….
Never in her life had Cindy Crawford felt anything even like this. It was like a tornado of lust…
grabbed her…grabbed them both and shook them like the revenge of evil….
Cindy screamed when the orgasm hit her.
KD screamed…
Their voices mixed and they would not stop.

Only slowly the orgasm subsided. KD sank on top of the super-model and held her close.
They were breathing, only breathing….
After a while the musician pulled herself out of the perfect body, feeling weak on her knees.
Cindy lay there, still recovering from the most intense sex she ever had. After some minutes
she lifted her upper body and looked at her lover.
“Thank you.”
KD smiled while she put on her bathrobe again, closing the belt around her slim waist.
“Than you…Darling.”
Cindy stood up and picked up her bikini. When she was dressed again they both went into
the living area of KD’s house.
In her kitchen they began raiding the fridge. Cindy was hungry like hell.
Later on they were just sitting in the kitchen, KD was smoking, Cindy nipping on a Martini.
“Do you regret that?”
Cindy shook her head.
“No.” she was thinking, “…maybe I did when we made love the first time….but not now…no.”
“Cheers,” KD held her glass high.