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Walking through the door, I call out her name. It’s been a month since our last visit and the expectation of that welcome kiss is smoldering in my chest. The house is warm and there is a scent of lavender burning.

Putting down my suitcase I feel her embrace me from behind. At once my body both relaxes and spikes. This is the sensation I have around her. Savoring her arms wrapped around me I lean down and kiss the back of her hand. She is here with me and the rest of the world quietly recedes.

Slowly turning, I press her arm against my chest so as not to break the hold she has on me. Seeing those blue eyes that have followed my dreams melt away the distance and I bury my face in her neck.

Pulling apart briefly we come together in a kiss. Timidly at first as if our lips must become reacquainted. But the longing quickly breaks through as my tongue tastes her once again.

Going underneath a silk blouse my hands wrap around her breasts finding nipples that are taut and full. A moan escapes as I pinch down on that firm nipple, rolling it between my fingers. Both of us are already breathing heavy as she takes my hand and leads us upstairs to the bedroom.

In an instant I can see that she has been anticipating this evening as well. Candles are burning in every corner of the room and I recognize a sexy R & B CD playing softly in the background. Eagerly she pulls my sweater over my head and immediately her mouth is sucking my breast. 

My knees feel weak and I push her back onto the bed climbing on top. We kiss long, hard and deep. It feels like every nerve in my body is firing as I undress her first with my eyes and then with my hands. Kissing each part of her body as it is exposed. Tasting her with my tongue, my hands caressing her shoulders, her back and those breasts.

She reaches up and unbuttons my jeans, one button at a time as I watch. Her fingers find their way in and I want to scream for her to please touch me. Instead, I pull off her slacks and then discard my jeans. Now both naked, in the flickering candle light I lay down on top of her and press my thigh between her legs as I whisper how much I’ve missed this – us.

The sticky, slick wetness that greets my thigh lets me know that she is wanting me as much as I want her. I slide my leg down and back up so that her clit rubs against my skin. Just as wet, I’m afraid my juices are dripping everywhere. We embrace and I let my hand slip down between her legs. As I finger her clit, another finger presses inside. Her hips rise up to push my hand in further and I can feel the walls of her vagina squeezing me.

Then she reaches up and pulls a black, leather harness along with a double ended dildo from under the pillow. We both smile and I get up on my knees so she can strap the harness on me. Inserting the dildo into the harness she teases me for a bit before sliding the hard rubber end into my vagina. There is no need for lubrication. 

Snapped in I’m ready and so is she. I grab her wrists in one hand and press them over her head as I straddle her hips. Letting the tip of the dildo rest against her pubic mound I press back.

Walking through the door, I call out her name. It’s been a month since our last visit and the expectation of that welcome kiss is smoldering in my chest. The house is warm and there is a scent of lavender burning.

Putting down my suitcase I feel her embrace me from behind. At once my body both relaxes and spikes. This is the sensation I have around her. Savoring her arms wrapped around me I lean down and kiss the back of her hand. She is here with me and the rest of the world quietly recedes.

Slowly turning, I press her arm against my chest so as not to break the hold she has on me. Seeing those blue eyes that have followed my dreams melt away the distance and I bury my face in her neck.

Pulling apart briefly we come together in a kiss. Timidly at first as if our lips must become reacquainted. But the longing quickly breaks through as my tongue tastes her once again.

Going underneath a silk blouse my hands wrap around her breasts finding nipples that are taut and full. A moan escapes as I pinch down on that firm nipple, rolling it between my fingers. Both of us are already breathing heavy as she takes my hand and leads us upstairs to the bedroom.

In an instant I can see that she has been anticipating this evening as well. Candles are burning in every corner of the room and I recognize a sexy R & B CD playing softly in the background. Eagerly she pulls my sweater over my head and immediately her mouth is sucking my breast.

My knees feel weak and I push her back onto the bed climbing on top. We kiss long, hard and deep. It feels like every nerve in my body is firing as I undress her first with my eyes and then with my hands. Kissing each part of her body as it is exposed. Tasting her with my tongue, my hands caressing her shoulders, her back and those breasts.

She reaches up and unbuttons my jeans, one button at a time as I watch. Her fingers find their way in and I want to scream for her to please touch me. Instead, I pull off her slacks and then discard my jeans. Now both naked, in the flickering candle light I lay down on top of her and press my thigh between her legs as I whisper how much I’ve missed this – us.

The sticky, slick wetness that greets my thigh lets me know that she is wanting me as much as I want her. I slide my leg down and back up so that her clit rubs against my skin. Just as wet, I’m afraid my juices are dripping everywhere. We embrace and I let my hand slip down between her legs. As I finger her clit, another finger presses inside. Her hips rise up to push my hand in further and I can feel the walls of her vagina squeezing me.

Then she reaches up and pulls a black, leather harness along with a double ended dildo from under the pillow. We both smile and I get up on my knees so she can strap the harness on me. Inserting the dildo into the harness she teases me for a bit before sliding the hard rubber end into my vagina. There is no need for lubrication. 

Snapped in I’m ready and so is she. I grab her wrists in one hand and press them over her head as I straddle her hips. Letting the tip of the dildo rest against her pubic mound I press back and forth, teasing her with the movement. I grab some lube and smooth it all around her crotch.

Locking her eyes with mine reaching down I let my fingers guide the dildo into her. Slipping inside I push deep and then draw it back out only to plunge in hard and fast again and again. Her eyes close as I lose her to the joy of being fucked. To heighten the stimulation I kiss her breast and nibble all around the nipple.

Listening to her moans is driving me over the edge. With each thrust into her my own body feels the pleasure of our love. Wanting to make her scream, I flip her over and reposition so that I can enter her from behind. The dildo rubs against her G-spot and our hips move in unison as she reaches the edge of her passion. I can tell she’s coming close to an orgasm and I bite down on her neck while squeezing a breast in each hand. Pounding into her over and over, until she cries out in the sound of ecstasy and her body collapses.

We lay there, together spent in our passion. The sweat mingling with our juices, our bodies slide against each other. I hold her in my arms enjoying the sensation of our closeness. Once again, she has stopped the world from turning and given me a part of her beauty, a piece of her heart.

 

'Honey, get up!' Leah repeated as she struggled to wake her lover. Hayley was an adorable little thing, much more so when she was cocooned in their bed covers. But this wasn't the time to be admiring little nymphs! Leah scrambled to the window yet again. Hayley's parents were getting out of their car. Shit!

'Hayley, Hayley. Darling, please get up. I've got no idea how to deal with your parents,' Leah mumbled as she attempted to tap Hayley awake. On the word 'parents', Hayley's head shot up and her dark eyes became fully alert.
'Parents, Lee? My parents? Here?' she shrieked, her voice unbelievably loud for a person who had just awoken from deep slumber.
'Yeah, they're coming up now,' Leah explained, slipping on her boxers. She had always been the calm one. Well, almost always. This was an exception. When your lovers' parents were halfway up your doorstep, wouldn't you panic, too?
'Did they tell you they were coming?' Leah queried again as she pulled her hands through the sleeves of her button-down blouse and balanced her toothbrush in her mouth.
'No, they didn't!' Half-dressed and beautiful, Hayley got out her bathrobe and put it on. Leah sighed. Why hadn't she thought of that? She blamed the unusual lack of common sense on her splitting nerves.

'Buddy!' they heard a deep, male voice call. 'Buddy, open the door. We're here!'
A giggle escaped out of Leah's tight-lipped countenance; she couldn't help it. Buddy? Of all the ridiculous nick-names, Buddy! She laughed even harder.
Well, she wasn't laughing a second later when her head was pulled down for a rough, demanding, good-morning kiss. Hayley was a small woman in her mid-twenties; she only came up to Leah's shoulder! The strength in her small, lithe body however, always took Leah off guard, especially during times like this. Hayley's tongue flicked over hers, demanding a response. Leah's morning-numbed brain began to thaw and so did her mood. Just when she was about to respond to the fiery sprite, Hayley pulled back.
'Good morning,' she said, her eyes glazed and her voice husky. 'Don't leave the room, love. I'll be right back. Remember, don't move. Don't.'  With one, final, lingering kiss, Hayley opened the door and left Leah staring at her deliciously curved hips in her wake.
Leah sat on the large bed, hugging herself and fighting the desire that had been substituted by the blood in her veins. She had been living with Hayley for nearly eight months now and that woman could still make her want like no other. There was no doubt in Leah's mind that she was in love with Hayley but somehow, expressing that love just wasn't Leah's style.
At 5'11”, lean and blonde, women were usually the ones to fall at Leah's feet and proclaim their unending love for her, not the other way around. It did not make Leah feel any better that that was exactly what she wanted to do now; fall at Hayley's feet and surrender her heart and soul to her.

 It wasn't only the sex. Well, maybe part of it was, but Leah loved Hayley for her quick-wittedness and her thirst for life, more than anything else. Hayley had been through a lot in her twenty-six years on earth. Coming from a conventional Indian-Christian family, the inner turmoil her new-found sexuality had caused her in her teens was one of the hardest things anyone could face without a partner to talk to. Her father had been a preacher and her mother, a devout Christian. They were good people who led their life by the Good Book.
Hayley had lived that way too; as the shy, youngest girl in the Ananda family. However, she had realized in her teens that she had started looking at ladies in a way that she wasn't supposed to. She noticed the way her neighbour wore her sari so that men would notice her slightly rounded, sexy navel; the way the young girls at church flipped their hair to attract the opposite sex. The next thing Hayley knew, she was on a plane to London; on the way to a place where she wouldn't be judged as a curse just because her sexual preferences were different. Back home, no one had known about her 'affliction'. And Leah knew that Hayley planned to keep it that way.
'Buddy! How've you been, my little girl? My, my, you look fantastic!' Leah heard Mrs. Ananda exclaim. Her exclamation was followed by a rapid bout of Tamil that Leah could barely understand. Hayley had tried to teach the difficult language to her, but in the end it was concluded that Leah's tongue was just meant to do other things, anything but speaking Tamil.

Leah listened on and wished that she could be next to Hayley right then, offering her the strength that Leah knew she needed to sit through the breakfast with her parents. She knew how Hayley felt about lying to her parents, and even though she might not have been lying out rightly, she knew how Hayley would be hurting inside just because she was keeping something from them. Leah knew all that, but she couldn't do a blessed thing about it.

**

Hayley sat stiffly as her mother cried on her shoulder at the burden of leaving her daughter overseas to fend for herself. A lady shouldn't live alone like Hayley did, she admonished and Hayley had to bite her lip from spitting out a suitable retort. She hated the way their community treated women, like fragile little glass nothings, to be admired and to be blamed for all the bad times that fell upon them. If the husband's business did not reap a profit, it was because his wife wasn't praying well. If the first child in the family turned out to be a girl instead of a boy, the woman was blamed for her 'infertility' whereas it has been scientifically proven that a sex of a child was dependent solely on the man himself. Her family had fallen prey to such ways of life, but not her. Certainly not her.
As she sat there, however, listening to her parents and their words of love and affection, her heart ached for keeping the truth from them. She desperately wanted her parents to know that she was gay, but she just couldn't tell them. It would hurt them and she didn't want that to happen.

She had to change, she thought as her father put his arms around her. For him. For them. For her parents, she had to change.
 She was living in sin. And yet, the image of Leah popped into her mind. Her beautiful Leah, with her short blonde hair and feisty green eyes.  The way she looked after their morning runs, all flushed and tall and sexy. The glint in her eyes just before she picked Hayley up and threw her onto the bed. Those time didn't feel sinful, but they felt that way now, somehow.
After what felt like eons, her parents finally left, promising to stop over once more before their flight at midday tomorrow. Hayley had just shut the door when she felt arms around her, strong arms that were as familiar to her as her own. She nearly sighed and leaned back onto Leah when she heard her dad starting the car. She pulled away then, violently.
'What the- Hayley!' a very startled

Before Leah could knock, Hayley opened the door, already dressed in jeans and a shirt. Without a word, Hayley made for the front door. Leah, however, was there first and blocked her path.
'What the fuck is wrong with you? What happened? I need to know, Hayley,' Leah demanded, her frame still blocking the doorway.
 'I can't do this anymore, Lee. I just can't. It's a sin,' Hayley whispered.
'No-,' Leah started to deny it and realized that she couldn't do that to Hayley. Leah wasn't in a place to say what a sin was and what wasn't.
Her heart started to pound and her blood raced through her veins. She was losing Hayley. She could feel it in the air between them. Her eyes filled with tears. Shit, this couldn't be happening!
Her mind grappled for a solution, anything she could say to change Hayley's mind. She only managed to find one. Grabbing Hayley by her waist, she thrust the smaller woman against the door and asked,

'Do you love me, Hayley?'

At that point, Hayley started to cry. Leah was rendered helpless as she watched her warrior-queen break down and shed tears that gleamed like polished pearls on her dark skin. The sobs that tore from Hayley's throat cut Leah as deeply as any knife could. Leah had to stop her; else Leah might start sobbing as well.
Pressing Hayley's soft body against hers, Leah captured Hayley's mouth in one swift move. Hayley fought her and that truth tore at Leah's heart. She felt Hayley slipping away and was going to pull away from her when she felt Hayley respond. Heat licked through Leah's belly as Hayley's tongue intertwined with hers and coaxed it to invade her own mouth. Oh god, how good it was between them. Oh god, how she loved this woman.
Hayley was having similar thoughts. She really did love Leah, to the point of madness, in fact. She couldn't believe that she had actually talked herself into giving her up! Just the thought of losing her to any other woman made Hayley's skin crawl.
Capturing Leah's tongue, Hayley began to suck on it, nibbling along its length and Leah moaned in pure delight. Hayley's hands plunged into Leah's thick blonde hair as their kisses became fevered to the point of passion. Leah tore Hayley's shirt from her body and cupped her bare breasts, feeling the familiar weight and shape of it. She used her fingers to tweak the ends and Hayley's nipples came alive and spiked like pebbles in her hands.
Leah's mouth left her lover's and traveled down to Hayley's jaw, trailing the juice of their mutual passion in its wake. Leah's lips found Hayley's luscious breasts and began licking one of them, just the portion that boasted Hayley's silky flesh; she had different plans for the area that was dusted with dark coral.
Hayley's need grew as she watched her lover suckle her breasts, deliberately not touching her hard, aching nipple. Hayley gripped Leah's shoulders tightly, giving her signals and pleas to end her torture. She was already mindless with need, her body as taut as a bowstring and she couldn't hold a thought in her head.
At that point, Leah's devil tongue lashed out and covered Hayley's nipples in hot, molten lava, and all Hayley could do was scream in pure, unaltered lust.
'Lee, please, stop it. Stop it now. I can't take it anymore. Goddammit!' she breathed through half-open lips. Leah knelt in front Hayley, her tongue tracing a trail down her navel, pushing her jeans aside. Her long fingers traced a path towards Hayley's womanhood and all Hayley could do was surrender, as she always seemed to be doing, to this woman.
Leah's hand penetrated Hayley's warm depths and she gasped to find the slippery, thick honey that had already pooled there. Hayley was moaning now, louder as another one of Leah's fingers entered her in a conquest for love.

Hayley was close, Leah knew, and so she drew nearer and slightly bit her clit. Hayley came in a flood, drenching Leah's hand and the carpet as she held on to Leah for support. Leah lapped up as much of the honey as she could, the zesty taste as familiar as the quaking body she held in her arms.
Picking Hayley up as though she weighed no more than a feather, Leah led her towards the room and settled her on the bed. Leah's body was aching with need and want but today, it would be all about Hayley. Her sweet little Hayley.
'Honey?' Leah whispered to the hellion who has nibbling on her earlobe.
'Mmm-hmm?' Hayley replied as her tongue traveled lower.
Leah's eyes met hers and she said, 'I love you.'
Hayley's eyes filled with tears. She knew exactly how much courage and pride it had taken Leah to utter those few words and she loved the woman for it. Through a throat clogged with unshed tears, Hayley said, 'I've always loved you, Leah. Always.'
The loving that followed was a slow, languorous one. Both of them gave and both of them took, sharing their love for each other through well-placed kisses and caresses. For the first time in her life, Leah surrendered to a woman who took her to soaring, ecstatic heights and made her world come crashing down around her in waves. She was content. She was loved and loved back, that was all that mattered.
Hayley thought about her parents and the disappointment and hurt that they would have to face because of her. But it could not be helped; some things were just beyond her control, such as her love for Leah.
Just before they went to sleep that afternoon, arms entwined around each other, Hayley thought she heard Leah whisper, 'I love you, Buddy.'

I hastily grabbed my laptop bag and my files I was taking home from the office to review over the weekend. I waved a hasty goodbye to Pat on our office switchboard at the front and slipped out of the door. I knew I wouldn't escape work the whole weekend, but at least I could get one good Friday night in for once in my life! Law clerking was not what I had envisioned it in college, but the work was fast paced and intelligent enough to keep me interested, even if it meant a 60 hour work week!
I rushed across the parking lot, and plopped into the seat of my little Audi. I set the bag down in and reached into the minute back area of the car for the bag I had packed that morning. I had felt the itch right as I woke up. I slipped out of my blouse and pulled the black camisole over my head, switched my work trousers for a blood red skirt that just hit my knees and had the most wonderful slit up the side. I always wore heels to work so that didn't need any changing. I smiled at myself in the rearview mirror as I applied lipstick and eyeshadow. The little green clock on my dashboard flashed 7p. I had enough time for dinner at my favorite place, before hitting the club around 10. I happily turned the key in my ignition, bringing my second most favorite toy in the world to life. My first most favorite was tucked into the bottom of the bag I had just pulled my clothes out of, patiently waiting, as it had been for some time unfortunately.

 

Dinner at The Hall sounds like a joke when I tell people where I'm going, but the little tavern served up wonderful meals and it was a wonderful place to sit back and watch people in the evenings. Men in wonderfully tailored suits, and women dressed in amazing dresses and skirts ruled the booths, and a few more relaxed business people mingled with the bartender in the center of the room. I waved to the hostess, Anna, who smiled and winked at me coyly. The girl was too sweet for words! Cute little black dress, curly mahogany hair falling just long enough to frame her perfect breasts. It took me only an instant to know I'd missed this place. I settled in at the edge of the bar, where Toni took a long look at me from under her eyelashes before setting a vodka tonic in front of me.
"Ah, you haven't forgotten me. How sweet," I laughed as I sipped the drink. She smiled quietly, and ran a hand through her short white-blonde hair.
"You know we almost thought you'd left us high and dry here. How's that new job fixing you?" Toni polished a glass as she spoke, nodding to other regulars who were seating themselves around us and in the booths.
I sighed and lit a cigarette, despite the fact that to get the job in the first place I'd said I had quit. "You haven't been the only ones feeling neglected," I said as I blew a badly rounded smoke ring, "Mel threw me out. I'm living in a loft on the other side of town now."
"We all heard. She's been in here flirting with everything with two legs," Toni confided. It wasn't that I hadn't heard that before. Mel was a consummate flirt, and I had my suspicions that I had been kicked to the curb because the girl couldn't keep her legs closed.

 

I hastily grabbed my laptop bag and my files I was taking home from the office to review over the weekend. I waved a hasty goodbye to Pat on our office switchboard at the front and slipped out of the door. I knew I wouldn't escape work the whole weekend, but at least I could get one good Friday night in for once in my life! Law clerking was not what I had envisioned it in college, but the work was fast paced and intelligent enough to keep me interested, even if it meant a 60 hour work week!
I rushed across the parking lot, and plopped into the seat of my little Audi. I set the bag down in and reached into the minute back area of the car for the bag I had packed that morning. I had felt the itch right as I woke up. I slipped out of my blouse and pulled the black camisole over my head, switched my work trousers for a blood red skirt that just hit my knees and had the most wonderful slit up the side. I always wore heels to work so that didn't need any changing. I smiled at myself in the rearview mirror as I applied lipstick and eyeshadow. The little green clock on my dashboard flashed 7p. I had enough time for dinner at my favorite place, before hitting the club around 10. I happily turned the key in my ignition, bringing my second most favorite toy in the world to life. My first most favorite was tucked into the bottom of the bag I had just pulled my clothes out of, patiently waiting, as it had been for some time unfortunately.
Dinner at The Hall sounds like a joke when I tell people where I'm going, but the little tavern served up wonderful meals and it was a wonderful place to sit back and watch people in the evenings. Men in wonderfully tailored suits, and women dressed in amazing dresses and skirts ruled the booths, and a few more relaxed business people mingled with the bartender in the center of the room. I waved to the hostess, Anna, who smiled and winked at me coyly. The girl was too sweet for words! Cute little black dress, curly mahogany hair falling just long enough to frame her perfect breasts. It took me only an instant to know I'd missed this place. I settled in at the edge of the bar, where Toni took a long look at me from under her eyelashes before setting a vodka tonic in front of me.
"Ah, you haven't forgotten me. How sweet," I laughed as I sipped the drink. She smiled quietly, and ran a hand through her short white-blonde hair.
"You know we almost thought you'd left us high and dry here. How's that new job fixing you?" Toni polished a glass as she spoke, nodding to other regulars who were seating themselves around us and in the booths.
I sighed and lit a cigarette, despite the fact that to get the job in the first place I'd said I had quit. "You haven't been the only ones feeling neglected," I said as I blew a badly rounded smoke ring, "Mel threw me out. I'm living in a loft on the other side of town now."
"We all heard. She's been in here flirting with everything with two legs," Toni confided. It wasn't that I hadn't heard that before. Mel was a consummate flirt, and I had my suspicions that I had been kicked to the curb because the girl couldn't keep her legs closed.
"Please tell me she hasn't been shacking up with men lately?" I made a face and sipped my drink again. I swiveled a little on my barstool. Mel never could make up her mind what she liked more, and it was still a bone of contention with me. Toni had the good sense not to say anything. I watched the people coming and going, and Anna playing the gracious hostess. I blew another, better made smoke ring and stubbed out my cigarette. The more I watched Anna, the more I felt frustrated.
"She's not with anyone at the moment," Toni whispered to me over the bar as she filled my vodka tonic for the third time. I had been watching Anna all night without realizing it. The time had flown by. Toni had a way of picking up on my moods. She was closing down the bar, and Anna was cleaning the hostess stand up front. It was about 10ish. I looked at my watch, a little surprised I'd been ogling her so long. I shook my head at my own foolishness.
"She doesn't swing that way," I said, "Does she?"
"Only one way to find out. Now get off my barstool. I'm closing," Toni smiled in just the right way to give me confidence. I drained my glass, stood up, and straightened my skirt. I tried to be cool as I paid Toni my tab and gave her my tip. I gathered my purse and made my way up to the front. Toni gave me an encouraging smile as I leaned against the hostess stand. Anna looked up from cleaning the board, a little startled to see me there.
"Sorry dear, didn't mean to scare you any," I smiled. "Care to step out for a cigarette with me before I go?" I offered my pack of menthols, and Anna deftly picked one out with her long white fingers. I wandered toward the door, she close behind. Trying to seem nonchalant, I held the door for her and watched with pleasure as she her dress swished around her thighs as she crossed the threshold. I walked behind her and passed my hand over her hip casually as I reached for my lighter. I lit her cigarette, then mine. Anna took a long drag, and rubbed her bare arms.
"It's chilly tonight. Much too cold for mid-summer," she said idly.
"It's almost the end of summer," I replied. "Soon it'll be really cool. But in the meantime, we could go sit in my car. It's warmer there. And I could take you home if you like." I tried to sound cool, but I felt like the words were dropping like stones from my lips. I hadn't asked a girl to anything near a date in forever. The job really was taking its toll. However, Anna smiled a little at the offer.
"I'll have to get my jacket and clock out. Can you pull it around front while I do?" She crushed her cigarette, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek before dashing inside. My cheeks turned red, and after a moment, I threw down my cigarette, grinding it with my heel. Maybe I would have some luck with the girl! I pulled out my keys and made for the Audi.
Toni came out before Anna, and saw me idly spinning an unlit cigarette leaning on the hood of the Audi. She gave me a big grin and leaned into the car.
"Anna had me talking a minute before she went into the back," she informed me. "She likes you, but she doesn't know how to break the ice either. Just go for it, slugger, and she's all yours!!" She smiled again, a Cheshire cat's grin. I could hardly believe it, though. A few sweet lines, a cigarette, and the girl was around my finger? It seemed too easy. I shook my head and shooed Toni away.
"Go on, before you jinx it! I don't have this kinda luck.... EVER!" Toni bounced away humming some unknown tune, happy to be playing the matchmaker. I imagined I heard strains from "Fiddler on the Roof" playing on her stereo as her little Geo passed by my car. A few more minutes and Anna finally appeared, her dress shrouded in a light, silver-colored jacket. It made the reddish tones in her hair pop. I languidly got off of the hood of my car and opened the passenger side door for her. I slid my hand over the small of her back as she climbed in, and she shot me the most devious smile, hair brushing her reddening cheek. My, how lovely she was!
I walked to the other side, urging myself to stay cool and collected. I popped into the driver’s seat and started the car up, drawing slightly warm air through the vents to help Anna stay comfortable. As for me, I was warm already, but who cared?
"You haven't been coming to The Hall as much as you used to," she murmured, making conversation. She frowned a little, and inspected the back of her hands and her French tipped nails in her lap as if to find defect. Yet to me they appeared flawless ivory satin. There was no fault to behold. I turned down the radio a little, so I could hear her better.
"I know. I took a place as a clerk in a new firm. I'm one of only a few assistants and the work load is crazy, but they have a great reputation from promoting from within. I'm hoping I can get my law degree and really work up the ladder," I said in one breath. I felt dumb talking about work and ambition. What did Anna care about the career ladder at Winston and Hipscher? I swore at myself in my mind for making such stupid small talk.
"We've all kinda missed you though," she said frankly. "I felt bad every time I saw Mel come in with some new trick. I can't believe she dumped you." Anna grinded to a stop, blushing a good bit more and almost slicing off one of her expertly kept nails. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to mention her."
I ran my hand through my light brown hair and put it back on the steering column, "Oh it doesn't matter so much. We're over, and she's allowed to see who she wants. As am I." I willed her to look up, to meet my eyes, but I couldn't get Anna to stop fiddling with her hands. Finally in a rush, I took hold of them and cupped them in mine. They were so delicate, like china, I realized. When I did that- finally! - Anna's eyes rose to meet mine. They were smoky gray, a deeper shade of the jacket she wore. Her cheeks were still painted with streaks of vibrant red, a red that matched the deep red of her lips. Nervously she ran her tongue over the bottom one, I noticed, then nibbled ever so slightly with perfect white teeth. Her lashes dropped a moment, then our eyes locked again. I left one hand on hers, and brought the other hand to her cheek, stroking it lightly with my thumb.
"Anna... I... You're so beautiful, Ann-girl. Are you interested at all?" I didn’t give her time to decide; I leaned over the shifter and brushed my lips against her, breathing in her scent. It was a mix of powder and wildflowers and it drove me crazy. To my delight, she didn't pull away. I pulled her closer, my arm wrapping around her waist, feeling the rough fabric of her coat. I kissed her with a hunger I didn't know existed in me and she sighed a little, becoming limp in my arms. I slipped my other hand under her coat, feeling the silk and chiffon of her dress and drawing down to her unstockinged knee. I broke the kiss and looked at her a moment. The color in her face had drained away, and she sat frozen, her lips slightly parted, her gray eyes opening and searching into mine. I helped her discard the coat and ran my hands over her shoulders and arms.
"Are you warm enough?" I asked.
"Oh..." she said absentmindedly, "I was never very cold to begin with." I turned in the driver’s seat and pulled her against me, my hand resting idly on her thigh, just near the hem of her skirt. I breathed in the scent of her shampoo from her lustrous hair, and kissed her earlobes. My other arm encircled her and kept her close; somewhere in the back of my mind I was still terrified she'd pull away.
"When do you need to be home?" I whispered into her ear, ever mindful in case someone should miss her.
"Oh my roommates wouldn't notice if I didn't come back tonight," she replied. Again she sighed, and snuggled into my shoulder. I caressed her leg, pushing the material of her skirt up a few inches to see better see the smooth white skin of her inner thigh. She really was a perfect china doll. I pushed her up and settled her against the back of the chair, kissing her again before removing my hands from her wondrous curves.
"Come back to my place. I'll see you safely home tomorrow," I offered.
"Okay. Let's," she smiled a sweet secret smile.
I have never gotten home so quickly. Not that the loft I had rented hastily was really home to me. There were still boxes pilled along one wall, crates of books stacked against another. But I had had time to set up my bed in the fair corner of the space and a small living space with a second hand sofa and TV nearer to the middle of the apartment, and I thanked the gods for the foresight to decorate that much. I parked the car efficiently under my assigned overhang, and opened Anna's car door. She exited my car with all the grace of an old time Hollywood starlet. She was gorgeous, her coat draped casually over her arm, her dark dress pulled taught against her body by the light wind. I grabbed the clothes bag, leaving the work stuff in the back of the car. I didn't want to think about work. Firmly, I closed my door and locked the car with a soft beep from the alarm system. Slipping an arm around Anna we walked up the wrought iron stairwell to my door. To my surprise, as I fumbled a little to find the correct key on my chain, Anna wound her arms around my neck and kissed me. She tasted as sweet, no sweeter than she had in the car and I dropped any pretense of not wanting her then and there. I melted into her kiss, letting my tongue probe ever so slightly into the sweet crevice of her mouth, before turning again to shove the key forcefully into the door. I opened it and let the bag drop to the floor. Grabbing Anna by her hand I pulled her into the apartment and slammed the door. Pressing her against it I kissed her neck, the top of her dress, and her lips again. My hands found the zipper of her dress and brought it gently down, the straps falling from her shoulders in a whisper of complaint at being left behind. It pooled at her feet, revealing a wonderfully lacy bra and black little panties. I kissed her collarbone, and Anna sighed contentedly. My hands ran over the silkiness of her skin, following the contours of her perfect body. I left my fingertips tread lightly over her stomach and her abdomen shook in anticipation. As my hands rose to cup her perfect breasts, she gasped just a little, a sound I silenced by kissing her even deeper.  Her hands fumbled at the slit in my skirt, tugging a little at the hem. Finally it slipped over my hips and onto the floor. I kicked it away, hearing it whisper over the tiles and into the kitchen somewhere. Her hands played against the dark silk of my panties, but I grasped her hand, pulling it away.
"Ah, ah. I want you first," I whispered, and tweaked her nipples through the lace of her bra. I felt them harden and perk readily. Anna nodded, wrapping her hands around my neck, exposing her lovely white throat to me again. I pulled her farther into the apartment, toward the dark green couch in the center of the room. I leaned her against its back, kissing down her neck, her breasts, and her stomach. Finally I was on my knees before her, my hands on her hips, her shining face looking down at me with a smile of anticipation. I slipped the little bit of lace away from her feminine parts, to reveal a smooth surface, already slightly wet. I laid a palm against her thigh and spread her legs a little to better take in the gorgeous lips hovering within perfect reach. I slipped a finger along her ridge, feeling her tense and sigh. Above me, Anna closed her eyes, anticipation making her lower lip tremble ever so slightly. Savoring everything about this perfect girl, I slowly lapped at her with my tongue, slipping along her ridge until I found the pearl I was looking for. Removing my hand I set my tongue to work, sucking at her. Anna trembled again, holding herself up against the back of the couch with her arms, as her legs became too weak to hold her. I lapped and sucked at her clit, eliciting moans of pleasure. She twisted ever so slightly, and ground the ball of her foot down into the wooden floor, trying to catch her breath and balance. I brought my hand back down to her ever-wetter pussy, and rose from my kneeling position, careful to keep the pressure on her clit with my fingers. Then ever so slowly I slipped a single finger in, feeling her clamp down as I did, her juices running freely down her thighs. Another finger and Anna moaned in pleasure, sighing and writhing as I curled both fingers, attempting to find just the right spot to make her cum. I nibbled her earlobes, and whispered for her, "Oh Anna, my sweet darling girl, cum for me. Cum for me, angel."
I twisted my fingers slightly, and slipped it in a third finger. She was tight, but it was doable, and I felt her clench down with greater force as I found the perfect spot inside her with my fingers. A rain of cum filled my cupped hand and I probed her deeper with my fingers, hoping to sustain it. Anna moaned and thrashed a little, her hips grinding against me. I kissed her mouth, my tongue probing her mouth as my fingers were probing her feminine parts, stifling the groans a little. Finally spent, she sighed and leaned back against the couch. I slipped my hand away from her and ran a wet finger along her lip. Anna caught it with her teeth and sucked the juice from my finger tips. Breathless, she leaned forward onto me.
"May I sit down? I can hardly stand."
"Of course dear." I led her to couch and laid down with her snuggled against my shoulder, her perfect breasts pressed against me. My hands brushed her hip and thigh, and she sighed contentedly. I kissed the top of her brow.
"Feel good?" I asked. Anna beamed up at me, before closing her eyes and murmuring her assent. I closed mine as well, loving the feel of her perfect skin against mine, but I didn't sleep. Before long Anna's breath was regular and I lay awake for as long as I could only thinking how wonderful she looked and sounded and tasted. I lay just that way, with her snuggled against me, until dawn.

The bright morning sun shone through a small gap in the curtains, causing light to fall randomly around the room. There was still a slight chill to the air as the day fought back the previous night’s cold, making this a perfectly comfortable morning for lazing around in bed.

 

I stirred slightly from my slumber beneath the soft cotton sheets, a warm loving smile spreading across my lips as my body slowly brought me back to consciousness. Slowly my eyes began to open, still sealed within the night’s sleep, reaching my arm out to the space beside me where my lover was supposed to be, still in her slumber. I sat up slightly as my arm fell across nothing but the cotton sheets and pillows. Slowly my gaze made its way around the room, searching for the one who makes my heart beat with such intensity.

 

A slight thump from the room down the hall caught my attention, and with a small yawn and stretch, I slipped from the warm covers of my bed and into the chilled fresh morning air. Brushing the hair from my eyes, I slowly walked towards the full-length mirror and peered at it with one eye still half open. I saw myself as I did every morning when I would rise from my sleep, tired, hungry, and naked. I stood roughly 5 feet 4 inches tall, tanned skin and well toned body, dyed black hair, which was cut just above my shoulders, framing my soft-featured face. I cupped my 34C breasts gently in my hands, admiring them as I always did. “My best assets,” I would say to anyone who mentioned them. Always firm and perked, poking out proudly in front of me, my tiny pink nipples standing firm in the cool air. With a quick turn and gentle rub of my ass cheeks to wake myself up, I smiled into the mirror and slowly made my way out of the bedroom and down the hallway.

 

 

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Going to try out an HQ Sexy Chivers this week, Chivers. Along with the new photos I'm also including some photos from past SC's that you've requested to see in HQ. If you didn't submit an HQ photo this week, look for you photo in next week's SC.
We now have so many Sexy Chiver submissions hammering my inbox each week, some photos are getting overlooked from time to time. So if you don't see you photo in the SC for a couple weeks, feel free to write me a, 'WTF, John' follow up email if you want, I don't mind. Also, it really helps if you mark your email 'Sexy Chivers' or 'Chivette', otherwise your boobs might become forever suspended in the floating matrix that is the Chive Submit inbox.

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Dear _____,

I Want _____! When I awake ______ are the first thing on my ______, and when I sleep, I ______ about ______ and how you tenderly _______ love _____ me. I'm so in _______ with you that being ______ from you is _________. I dread the time that we're __________. I only want to _____ with you night and day, and I feel like a _______ of me is _______ when you're not ______ me. Do you feel this way too? Do you long for my ______? Do you crave the mere _______ of my _____? I hope you do, because I only want to _______ with you. No one else will ever do.

Love,
________ 

Cassie and I had been firm friends since before I could even remember - we both came from "military" families and because our dads were constantly being posted all over the country and all over the world, we both ended up at the same boarding school at the age of 8!
Probably because we were totally different, I think we attracted each other as friends - I was a tall rangey girl, a brash Australian, competitive and heavilly into sports, whilst Cassie was English, reserved, sweet and the coolest, prettiest girl in the class.
At thirteen years of age, we moved to a big Catholic Senior School together - the only two people from our Prep School to do so - and consequently shared a dormitory and a study as we got older. But nothing ever happened between us. Even sharing a small study with our beds only a few inches from each other, seeing each other naked pretty much every day, and even listening to each other masturbating at night (we had an agreement never to mention this - we were both Catholic after all!) - it never even occurred to us to seduce the other - that was until the Summer after our final year.
At eighteen, Cassie had developed into a truly stunning girl - only about 5'6 tall, porcelain flawless skin, a show-stopping smile, and a trim, naturally athletic body. I, on the other hand, had risen to 5'10 and grown my golden locks pretty much down to my waist. Still a "star" athlete, I had represented the school and the County at swimming and cross country, whilst also being pretty handy at volleyball, netball and hockey. Out together, Cassie and I always excited considerable male attention, but I was always happy for Cass to have the limelight.

 

Anyway, the summer after our A levels, Cassie returned home to Yorkshire, whilst I returned to Portsmouth, where my father was seconded to the Royal Navy. Soon after the start of the break, my father announced that the Navy were going to allow the sons of some Officers to "work their passage" across to the United States on one of the aircraft carriers and that my two brothers had decided that they fancied 5 days on board, followed by 2 weeks in Florida. My mother was going to fly out to meet them, but I didn't want to go.
Despite all the pressure from my parents, it was finally decided that I could stay at home, only as long as Cassie came down to stay with me - and, of course, she was delighted! Two eighteen year olds, with their own house and use of a car, out on their own in a Naval town. The "carnage" didn't bear thinking about!
And so it was that I delivered my mum to the Airport one morning in July and went on into London to collect Cassie.
Getting back to the house pretty late in the evening, after a full day of travelling, neither of us wanted to go out on the town, so we settled in to watch a bit of TV and have a few drinks.
About 10.00 pm, Cassie declared that she was tired and so I showed her up to my brother's bedroom where she was due to be staying. Crashing on my brother's bed, I watched Cassie strip down to her waist and start to wash herself. Although I had seen Cassie completely naked myriad times before, tonight was just a bit different, and I found myself sneaking looks at her tight 34C rack - feeling myself become aroused and moist.

 

"Shit!" The taxi pulled away just as she reached the taxi rank. Of all the fucking luck. She stamped her foot comically, her shoe slapping down into an unseen puddle. Cold black water sloshed between the arch of her foot and the slender, tapering inner sole of her sandal. The straps soaked. Her shoulders shrugged in defeat. She couldn't stand out here in the rain all night waiting for another taxi - and she'd be buggered if she was going to stand in a 200 strong crowd of piss-heads at the main taxi rank alongside the station.

There was the nightbus. Normally populated by weirdos and forlorn drunks like her, but if she hurried she'd probably still make it. Pulling her too-thin shawl over her shoulders and bunching herself against the rain, she began a shuffling half run across town. She could feel her nipples stiffening uncomfortably against her bra - brought to life by the unseasonal cold. Worse, her bare legs were exposed to mid-thigh, and were itching with the miniscule splashes of rain.

Suddenly, a car hissed up alongside in a shallow puddle by the kerb. Reflexively, she looked over her shoulder. Hold on... it looked familiar. The driver side door sprang open, and shock of blonde hair poked over the roof of the car, sheltered by a protective arm crooked over the head.

 

 "Liz! Need a lift?" It was Terri - Liz's colleague from the insurance offices where she worked as a PA.

"Thank fuck for you!" exclaimed Liz and stepped over and in. Terri looked wryly over at Liz as she waited for an opening in the traffic to pull out.

"Good night?" She asked, rhetorically. Liz shook her head numbly. She was tired. Drunk. Cold. The night had pretty much been a washout - what with losing track of half her friends in that nightclub, failing to pull despite wearing her best shoes, best underwear and shortest skirt, and then ending up up to the ankles in cold water. Now she was tired. Barely aware of Terri's gaze lingering on her.

"You look pooped," she observed brightly.

"Bad night. Thanks a lot. For the lift," mumbled Liz, half to herself. The car was oppressively warm, and for all she was pleased to see Terri, and eternally grateful for the lift, all she could do was hang her head forward in sleepy befuddlement. Terri laughed gaily - the passing streetlights panning alternate yellow and black across her face.

"No worries, Liz. Take it easy. Good job I came along when I did, eh? And dressed like that too!" She took a hand off the steering wheel to indicate Liz's acres of exposed thigh. Drunken and unladylike, her legs were sprawled apart. She grunted. Sleep was taking her. The rhythmic pulsing of the streetlights... the gentle waft of warm air on her face and legs... the softly purring engine... all were lulling and lulling her further away from wakefulness. Periodically, she snapped her head up and looked across at Terri before sagging back to sleep. Periodically, Terri looked back...

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Dark. Where was she? At home? Couldn't tell. Just pitch black. Soft bedding. Her mouth ached for water - her tongue like sandpaper on the roof . Her hair was still lank with water and the pillow was damp beneath. She groaned and propped herself onto one elbow. Somehow she'd got home. Something was odd about the geography of the room though. Was she in bed the wrong way - surely the door should be over to

 She was already waiting for me when I entered the hotel room. It was dark except for the ambient light outside. The only sound was raindrops hitting the building and windows. She was standing next to the bed waiting for me. She was wearing a sheer black lace balconette bra that pushed her huge breasts upward and almost out of the bra and the tiniest pair of black, lacy thong panties that tied at the sides and were see-through. They left nothing to the imagination. Her long, dark hair was pinned up and looked very sexy-I remember thinking that it was going to be very messed up later on.

She didn’t look very nervous as she shouldn’t be-she had done this before but knew I hadn’t. I took off my coat and laid it down on the chair and tried to shake the water from my hair and dress. I smoothed my hands over the front of my dress and gave myself one last glance over to make sure I wasn’t too drenched but mostly to stall. I turned around to meet her and I broke the silence with a hi. She smiled devilishly and motioned for me to come over to her. I went over and stopped about six inches from her face. Out of the corner of my eye I could see our profiles in the mirror on the wall; we were just about the exact height and we were both wearing high heeled shoes. Only I was still dressed, but she soon took care of that.

She stepped in closer to me eliminating our distance by all six inches. As she exhaled I inhaled her hot breath. Her breasts were pushing into mine. Then she kissed me; gentle at first. She ran her soft tongue around the outline of my lips and then sought out my tongue inside my mouth, licking circles around when she found it. When I started kissing back she began to get more forceful and her kisses became deeper.

She pulled back and that’s when she finally broke the silence. “Let’s get this wet dress off,” she said more as an order than a suggestion.

The rain had gotten it pretty wet and it was sticking to me. The cold day and the kissing made my nipples hard and they were poking out from inside my bra. She took her index finger and traced a circle over one of them. Then she put her arms around my neck to unzip my dress. When she did the wet dress fell to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of it and kicked it to the wall with my toe. She took a step back to check me out. I was wearing a pink bra that pushed my large breasts together and pink low rise bikini panties that made my tattoo peek out from inside. My hair was down and slightly wet from the storm outside.

 

 She smiled again and said,” Nice,” as though she approved of my wardrobe choice for the afternoon.

She stepped toward me again and as she clamped her mouth down on mine her hands hungrily groped my tits. I encircled her waist and slid my hands down her round, ample ass to press her closer to me. I was already throbbing inside my panties and as we started grinding together

 

She was already waiting for me when I entered the hotel room. It was dark except for the ambient light outside. The only sound was raindrops hitting the building and windows. She was standing next to the bed waiting for me. She was wearing a sheer black lace balconette bra that pushed her huge breasts upward and almost out of the bra and the tiniest pair of black, lacy thong panties that tied at the sides and were see-through. They left nothing to the imagination. Her long, dark hair was pinned up and looked very sexy-I remember thinking that it was going to be very messed up later on.

She didn’t look very nervous as she shouldn’t be-she had done this before but knew I hadn’t. I took off my coat and laid it down on the chair and tried to shake the water from my hair and dress. I smoothed my hands over the front of my dress and gave myself one last glance over to make sure I wasn’t too drenched but mostly to stall. I turned around to meet her and I broke the silence with a hi. She smiled devilishly and motioned for me to come over to her. I went over and stopped about six inches from her face. Out of the corner of my eye I could see our profiles in the mirror on the wall; we were just about the exact height and we were both wearing high heeled shoes. Only I was still dressed, but she soon took care of that.

She stepped in closer to me eliminating our distance by all six inches. As she exhaled I inhaled her hot breath. Her breasts were pushing into mine. Then she kissed me; gentle at first. She ran her soft tongue around the outline of my lips and then sought out my tongue inside my mouth, licking circles around when she found it. When I started kissing back she began to get more forceful and her kisses became deeper.

She pulled back and that’s when she finally broke the silence. “Let’s get this wet dress off,” she said more as an order than a suggestion.

The rain had gotten it pretty wet and it was sticking to me. The cold day and the kissing made my nipples hard and they were poking out from inside my bra. She took her index finger and traced a circle over one of them. Then she put her arms around my neck to unzip my dress. When she did the wet dress fell to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of it and kicked it to the wall with my toe. She took a step back to check me out. I was wearing a pink bra that pushed my large breasts together and pink low rise bikini panties that made my tattoo peek out from inside. My hair was down and slightly wet from the storm outside.

She smiled again and said,” Nice,” as though she approved of my wardrobe choice for the afternoon.

She stepped toward me again and as she clamped her mouth down on mine her hands hungrily groped my tits. I encircled her waist and slid my hands down her round, ample ass to press her closer to me. I was already throbbing inside my panties and as we started grinding together the friction was making me wet. As we were kissing and touching we started making our way to the bed. I guess she had turned it down while she was waiting for me and as we lay down we could feel the cool cotton of the sheets on our bodies. We were laying face to face on our sides now and had stopped kissing for a minute. I ran my hand along her arm past her small waist and let it rest on her curvy hip. I propped myself up on one arm and leaned in to kiss her again. Her mouth was moist and hot and I couldn’t wait to taste more of her.

As if she read my mind she rolled both of us over and straddled me. As she leaned forward to kiss me I unhooked her bra. She sat up and I slipped the straps down her arms, revealing her big, gorgeous tits. I quickly threw her bra down the side of the bed at stared up at her. She took her hair down and let it cascade down her shoulders and stop just at the top of her milky breasts. She liked that I was watching so she started grinding on top of me while she played with them as they gently bounced up and down. I put my hands on top of hers so we were both touching her breasts together while we grinded up and down. I took one of her hands and put her index finger inside my mouth so I could suck on it. As I did my free hand cupped her breast. I caressed her hard, erect nipple between my fingers and gave it a playful pull.

We were both enjoying watching one another and the inside of my panties were getting wetter by the minute. She took her finger out of my mouth and leaned into me so that her tits were directly in my face and her nipples hovered right above my eyes. I took them in both hands and pressed them together. I put my head back and let them fall onto my face, letting her nipples graze my cheeks. She moaned as I licked and teased them with my tongue. I put as much of her breasts as I could into my mouth, sucking on her nipples and ever so slightly biting them. I would take turns with them and the one that wasn’t in my mouth was in my hand. I don’t know how much time I spent on her tits but I’m sure it was awhile. They were so soft and delicious I couldn’t get enough of them.

Then she rolled us over so that I was on top of her now and our kissing became more passionate than ever. I moved downward to kiss her neck and breasts again. I made a line down her stomach with my tongue and stopped just above her panties. I spread her knees apart and got between her legs. I traced a line with my finger from the top of her panties down to the middle; I could feel her wetness already. As I kissed the insides of her juicy thighs I started fingering her from outside her panties. Just as I was going to untie them she had hungrily pulled the strings apart herself. I threw her panties on the floor next to my dress and she opened her legs wide as if to welcome me. She was totally shaved except for a slim rectangle and her pretty pink pussy was swollen. I slid my finger inside her and felt hot and wet she was. I pressed it against her clit and moved it around in little circles but I couldn’t wait any longer so I traded my finger for my tongue. She tasted so good and sweet and the more I tried to lap up what wetness was there the wetter she became. I licked her clit gently at first and then started teasing her by licking faster and then slowing down. She started to breathe heavier and moan a little.

I was curious to see what she was doing so I looked up and saw her lying there with her eyes closed touching and playing with her beautiful tits. She was pushing them up to her mouth and licking her nipples. I put my finger back deep inside of her as I ate her so I could watch her go crazy. She was crying out and moaning and she started coming and one last rush of wetness went into my mouth. When she was done I sat up and watched her revel in her orgasm for a little while. When she had recovered she got up and motioned for me to follow her again. “Your turn,” she said as she walked into the bathroom.

By the time I got there she had already turned the water on in the shower and the room began to steam up. She propped me against the counter and we started kissing again. She could taste herself in my mouth and that turned her on. She undid my bra in the front and slowly pulled the straps down so she could get at my tits. I pulled her close so our breasts could press together as we kissed, our erect nipples poking each other. She lowered her head down and took one of my breasts in her mouth, sucking and teasing my nipple. The other one was cupped in her hand that she was kneading like bread dough. Her free hand was exploring inside my panties. I didn’t know what to enjoy first.

She let go of my breast that she was touching with her hand and used it with her other one to slowly pull down my panties and slid them over my shoes. We were both naked now. She knelt down in front of me and then looked up; she wanted to make sure I was watching what she was going to do. She guided two fingers inside me and we both could hear and feel how wet I already was. I arched my back and sucked in as her fingers penetrated me. I noticed that there was a mirror against the wall in front of us and I could watch her play with me. With her free hand she opened my legs a little wider and slid her tongue inside me. I looked at the reflection in the mirror through the steam in the room; she was on her knees and I could see her big, round ass as her head was bobbing up and down while she ate me. She took her fingers from inside me so she could spread my pussy farther apart and suck on my lips. I started to moan and cry out and get ready to cum but I guess she didn’t want me to finish that way so she led me by the hand into the shower.

 

We started kissing immediately and I ducked under the showerhead to get my hair wet. She took a bottle of shower gel from the shelf and squeezed it all over my breasts. She put her open palms against my hard nipples and started rubbing them. As the water was beating down on us it was making bubbles everywhere. I leaned closer so I could put some bubbles on her tits too. We let our wet, slippery hands slide all over one another, teasing, pleasuring, and exploring as we kissed. I turned her around and pressed her against the back wall of the shower. I kissed the back of her neck and I let my hand rest between her legs. She spread them apart and stuck her ass out so I could insert my finger inside of her. With my other hand I cupped her breast. Then I knelt down in the shower behind her and moved her ass cheeks further apart and started eating her again from behind. She lowered her hand down between her legs and started playing with herself from the front. She came quickly and more intensely this time.

I stood up and she turned around and we started kissing again. I wasn’t soapy anymore but she grabbed the hand held showerhead and started rinsing me off anyway. She let the water wash over my tits and then put it between my legs; the pulsating water felt like two or three tongues exploring inside me. Between long, deep kisses I moaned and cried out. When I was ready to come she positioned the showerhead closer to my pussy by pressing herself against me so she could have both her hands free. She pinned both my hands over top of my head and continued kissing me as she played with my tits with her other hand. The tile felt cool against my wet back and arms and the water was hot. I felt a chill and got goose bumps all over my body. When she bent her head down and started kissing the underside of my breasts I couldn’t hold back any longer. I started coming and as she kissed my neck and my tits I could feel my clit throbbing like a deep heartbeat between my legs.

 

It is 10:00 a.m. when she gets to my place. She shuts the door, locks it, and well, we attack each other. Oh god her kisses are so sweet....caressing the soft smooth flesh against mine, nipples hardening, hot breath wisping across my breast. She pushes me back into the bedroom and across the bed. She grabs the lotion and starts massaging my legs, going up and down my inner thighs just slightly touching my clit. She, then, leans over and starts kissing and licking my thighs and groin area. I feel a small bit of pressure on my clit - it is just her lips clamping down, kissing and licking. I feel a little more pressure, her tongue slipping in and out and her teeth nibbling my clit. I am begging and begging her to go deeper.

Then I notice a different kind of thickness entering my pussy. The kind of thickness I haven’t experienced in a long time, too long actually. She grabs the vibrating dildo and gently pushes it into my cunt. Oh my GOD, the pressure is on. She slides it in and out, and in and out. Faster and faster, she fucks me with it. I thrust my hips into the speed of the fucking motion. Heart beating and pounding to every thrust. She is giving me a lashing with every slip of her wet slippery tongue. She stops and kisses my clit and inserts not two fingers, but three. She widens my cunt with her fingers and hand. Spreading the lips out more. To my surprise she takes the strap-on and straps it onto her frame, slim and perky breasts with hardened nipples that could do the job them self of making me cum.

  

She looks cute wearing the strap on, very exciting to know how she is going move and thrust the cyber skin dildo into my already hot wet pulsating vagina. I yearn for her to make our flesh stick with hot desirable juices of cum onto each other’s bodies.

She makes me go down on her while shoving the dildo into my mouth. She thrusts it deep into my mouth almost to the point I gag just a little. She gently pulls it out and thrusts it into my mouth again. I begin to beg for mercy from Lori. She takes it out and covers it in KY jelly. Very gently and lovingly she slides into the well of desire. I didn’t dare to ask, so I begged her to fuck me and to fuck me hard like I had never been fucked before.

She throws me down on me onto the bed thrusting into me from behind. Harder and harder she thrusts and begins to spank my ass. With my ass turning red from the sting I feel a different type of excitement. I begin to cum and she orders me not to. I scream I want to cum. She forbids me to do so. I have never been told not to cum by anyone.


She takes out the dildo and rolls me onto my back. She slides it in again and kisses me while she is screwing me. I wrap my legs around her waist to help the thrust go in faster, harder and deeper. I can feel myself needing to rupture, but it is forbidden.

She pulls me on top with her under me and forces me to ride her with the strap on. I.........

It is 10:00 a.m. when she gets to my place. She shuts the door, locks it, and well, we attack each other. Oh god her kisses are so sweet....caressing the soft smooth flesh against mine, nipples hardening, hot breath wisping across my breast. She pushes me back into the bedroom and across the bed. She grabs the lotion and starts massaging my legs, going up and down my inner thighs just slightly touching my clit. She, then, leans over and starts kissing and licking my thighs and groin area. I feel a small bit of pressure on my clit - it is just her lips clamping down, kissing and licking. I feel a little more pressure, her tongue slipping in and out and her teeth nibbling my clit. I am begging and begging her to go deeper.

Then I notice a different kind of thickness entering my pussy. The kind of thickness I haven’t experienced in a long time, too long actually. She grabs the vibrating dildo and gently pushes it into my cunt. Oh my GOD, the pressure is on. She slides it in and out, and in and out. Faster and faster, she fucks me with it. I thrust my hips into the speed of the fucking motion. Heart beating and pounding to every thrust. She is giving me a lashing with every slip of her wet slippery tongue. She stops and kisses my clit and inserts not two fingers, but three. She widens my cunt with her fingers and hand. Spreading the lips out more. To my surprise she takes the strap-on and straps it onto her frame, slim and perky breasts with hardened nipples that could do the job them self of making me cum.

She looks cute wearing the strap on, very exciting to know how she is going move and thrust the cyber skin dildo into my already hot wet pulsating vagina. I yearn for her to make our flesh stick with hot desirable juices of cum onto each other’s bodies.

She makes me go down on her while shoving the dildo into my mouth. She thrusts it deep into my mouth almost to the point I gag just a little. She gently pulls it out and thrusts it into my mouth again. I begin to beg for mercy from Lori. She takes it out and covers it in KY jelly. Very gently and lovingly she slides into the well of desire. I didn’t dare to ask, so I begged her to fuck me and to fuck me hard like I had never been fucked before.

She throws me down on me onto the bed thrusting into me from behind. Harder and harder she thrusts and begins to spank my ass. With my ass turning red from the sting I feel a different type of excitement. I begin to cum and she orders me not to. I scream I want to cum. She forbids me to do so. I have never been told not to cum by anyone.


She takes out the dildo and rolls me onto my back. She slides it in again and kisses me while she is screwing me. I wrap my legs around her waist to help the thrust go in faster, harder and deeper. I can feel myself needing to rupture, but it is forbidden.

She pulls me on top with her under me and forces me to ride her with the strap on. I can feel the deepness as it enters me by me bouncing up and down. I am wet very, very wet, indeed. I tell her exactly what I want and she gives it to me. She tells me to dismount and I do. She then takes the strap on off and helps me put it on. She, then, tells me she wants me to take my tongue and kiss her, and kiss and suck her cunt. I do just that. I can not completely imagine how happy I am to make love to Lori; I can feel myself cum as I thrust into her beautiful hot pink pussy. The dildo goes in and out perfectly lubricated with my juices and hers. I suck her nipples and bite them as I thrust faster and harder. She begins to spank me making the skin of my ass tingling with a little burning sensation. I manage to hold her down so she will not squirm out of my arms. Oh for the sweet taste of a sweet caress.

Not wanting to wait any longer to taste her cum juice on the tip of my tongue I pull out the dildo and begin to go down on her and have the juices flow from her onto me. I nibble on her clit. I suck and thrust my tongue as deep as it will go. She thrust her hips as my tongue enters her. Slipping and nibbling. I beg her to cum. She is so wet from juices of my mouth. I wanted to be gentle and not hurt Lori in any way. She begs for the dildo again. I thrust it into her hot pink cunt. I fuck her while she spanks me with the rubber spatula.

I had never been spanked before while having sex. It turns me on more. I thrust harder and faster, wanting to feel her juices flow onto my groin area and causing us to stick together. I shove the dildo in further as I cringe from the pain every time Lori spanks me. I want to taste the juices on my tongue and dripping to the side of my mouth. I want her inside me again. I want to feel those fingers enter into me, forcing me to cum when I make her cum. It is then decided that we will do the 69. OH GOD Baby, she thrusts her fingers as I thrust mine. Deeper and deeper again and again. I spread her legs wide open and dive into her ocean of juices and drink. Oh God, Lori, you taste so delightful.

I want her flesh, and sweet kisses and her hot steamy cunt all over me and inside my mouth. And that I do receive, in the very moment of hot love and sex. And I know there is more of it where I got it. It will always be there.