Will & Grace-The Lesbian Depravity of Karen Walker
FF/Lesbian/Celebrity/Strapon/Anal
by britisha_luvs_anl, lila_luscious, and patty_parker65
As a person of wealth and means, KW doesn't harm society at-large with her "shenanigans"; the only people she affects are her maid, Rosario (we will see later how Rosario gets hers "back", in spades), "Butler", "Driver" , and other staff employees. Jack, Will, Grace, Stanley Walker, and her step-children, are also affected, but not in a negative/harmful way. Jack, Will, and Grace freely accept Karen's abuse and the constant reminders of her financial superiority (it is Grace's FREE CHOICE to continue to employ a worthless employee who spends her days shopping and eating expensive lunches; most any employer would have fired Karen long ago, were it not for her "bangin' physique)...Stanley Walker, the 300 pound behemoth, knew full-well that a woman like Karen would never would never even CONSIDER coupling w/him, much less MARRYING him, unless his bank acct had a multitude of "0s" following a double-digit number, as Mr. Walker's does.
The following story gives some insight into where, whys, and hows of what we DON'T see: what goes on behind the scenes. CELEBRITY PARODY
Back in the bedroom of her sumptuous penthouse apartment, Karen has both legs hooked around Grace's back, her thighs wide apart, her cunt completely available to Grace's hungry mouth. Grace uses her long fingers to caress the outer lips, making them swell and open like the petals of a flower. The perfume on Karen's inner thighs mixes with the heady scent of her sex, and it is intoxicating...Grace spreads the cunt wider, sniffing at it, then lowers her head to nuzzle at the mouth of her squirming partner's oozing coral gash.
Grace's limber pink tongue slips-out to tease the velvety outer folds of her target before she mashes her mouth fully against it, so that Karen moans aloud. Lazy, languid strokes trace the engorging outer labia, then the pussy-hungry Jewess's tongue seeks and finds the socialite's erecting clit. Within moments, Karen's juices are flowing like a broken faucet while Grace nibbles at, then laps at her now un-hooded clitoral bud.
Grace's lust for the act is intense, suffocating, relentless, overwhelming...since her first taste of woman-flesh, her need to bury her face between another woman's legs (and buttocks) is nearly insatiable. Her tongue works in and around her lover's steamy snatch, hungrily...feverishly...
At long last, Grace raises her head and slides up Karen's sumptuous curves to kiss her, hard and deep. The are both panting heavily when the sexy buss ends. The interior designer whispers something to Karen, to which the nasty socialite chortles throatily.
"Sure, honey. You can have a taste `a that too"
She turns over onto her stomach, then settles onto her hands and knees, conscious of her lover's avid gaze crawling over her mature voluptuousness.
The willowy red-head's heart begins to beat wildly as her eyes rove-over Karen's incredible round buttocks, full, firm thighs, and fine, sculpted calves. A gentle wiggle of her hips lets Grace know that all of that luscious woman-flesh is hers for that taking, and that the time to take it is NOW...
Grace treats Karen's ass with reverence. She finds her own clitoris with her fingers, and as she slides her parted lips over Karen's left buttock, she rubs the shaft of her clitoris with her fingertips. She cherishes Karen's ass; revels in it She licks it with her wet tongue. The skin is like ivory, the flesh beneath it both firm and resilient, smooth and soft and warm. Grace feels her own juices drizzling on her fingers as she moves to the other buttock.
For her part, Karen is fascinated by Grace's attentions. She whimpers, she bleats, she wriggles her ass under Grace's face. They have done this before and Grace knows Karen is fully aware how far it will go, how devoted the tall Jewess can be, how loving to this part of her anatomy.
"I like the way you do my ass," Karen has confided to her, more than once.
Now Grace manipulates both buttocks with her hands. In response, Karen moves her thighs further apart, her satiny skin catching the afternoon sunlight as she draws her knees forward a bit. This raises her ass, and as Grace nuzzles in the crack, the wanton Mrs. Walker moves her knees again and her ass lifts even further.
Using both hands, Grace opens Karen's ass, pulls at the two loaves,
pulls them apart even as she blushes at her own lust. But no one can see the blush. She buries her face between Karen's buttocks and she moves her lips around as she kisses everywhere except the rosebud. The skin in the groove is soft and luscious and scented with Karen's perfume. Grace cups Karen's cunt in her palm to feel the wetness, the wet heat of it. She slides her mouth down to the vaginal entrance now so blatantly exposed the opening gapes as a dark red hole.
Groaning aloud, Karen arches her ass upward another few inches. Her knees slide further apart, her thighs widening, her ass gently rolling. Grace's mind is in a whirl.
She counts herself fortunate that Karen loves wearing exotic lingerie, and can always be counted-on to have an equally expensive bra-garterbelt-stocking ensemble on beneath her designer clothing. Grace loves the feel of garters under fingertips as she presses her face deeper into Karen's full ass-cheeks.
Her long, nimber fingers run along the inner slopes of those delectable globes, splayed to their fullest extent as she takes possession of her lover's ass. The expensive Egyptian cotton sheets are blotched in several places by the syrupy discharge drizzling steadily from Karen's cunt-crack.
Both hands on Karen's ass, Grace wiggles the cheeks, pulls the buttocks apart as she gazes at Alison's anus. Garce's own clitoris feels swollen, enormous. She looks down at her belly and she wonders if later on she'll have a chance to rub herself on Karen's ass and thighs. Karen is never predictable.
The affair has had its peaks and valleys. Grace's head is now pounding with lust, her cunt oozing.
Karen raises her ass even higher, offering it to her red-headed lover. Her dark eyes are ablaze as they stare deeply into Grace's: Grace knows exactly what she wants:
She slides her mouth over Karen's anus, wetting it, tickling it with her tongue, then placing her tongue directly on the ring and pushing just hard enough to make her lover feel it.
CHAPTER TWO