Lickin' License by Intelligent Allah

scene. She pulled an extra large vibrator from her handbag and began jamming it inside of herself.”
    This freak is something else. Rich specialized in women with high sex drives and the desire for experimenting, but Linda’s sexual craving left him disgusted. He was still irritated about the warped pothole between her legs that he had sunk into. It was a symbol of what he perceived to be the force of countless men who had pillaged her sanctity. He assumed all women he dealt with were sexually active with other men. But he rarely felt physical reminders of those men on the women's bodies.
    Rich walked out without a word and thought of Vanessa. She was becoming the model for his expectations in women. Linda clearly existed in another world as far apart from Vanessa as the sun and earth. Linda made Rich think of everything he hated about women and liked about Vanessa. It had been years since he was in a relationship with a female he appreciated as a person and not just a tool for sexual pleasure. But one of Rich's past experiences was preventing him from giving Vanessa the commitment he felt she deserved. Yet, his feelings for her were causing him to ponder if she was capable of helping him overcome his past.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER SIX
CANDY
     
    I gave up hope on men,” Candy said as she lay in Vanessa's bed with her. She was explaining the depth of her transition from men to woman and why she would never involve herself with a man again. “There's nothing like a woman.”
    “I admit that you make me feel sex on another level, but I just love men. When Rich is fucking me and handling me, shit.” Vanessa closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. “They call it manhandling for a reason.”
    Candy gently ran her hand between Vanessa's legs. She could feel her vibrate as her hand traveled to Vanessa's breasts, then into her mouth.
    Vanessa sucked on Candy's fingers.
    Candy asked, “Does Rich make you feel like that?”
    Vanessa twisted her head. “No.” She guided Candy's hand back between her legs. Candy slowly swiped two wet fingers back and forth around Vanessa's clit, bringing her body to a rumble. Vanessa’s lips quivered and her eyes blinked uncontrollably. Even her hands were trembling. Candy kissed her passionately, while Vanessa began humping her hand. Candy trailed her tongue into Vanessa's ear and moaned. “Rich make you feel like this?”
    “Please,” Vanessa begged. “Please.”
    Candy leaned back and smiled when she felt Vanessa's juices flow onto her fingers and down her leg. She eased her wet fingers back into Vanessa's mouth, watching tears trail from her eyes as Vanessa suckled her fingers. “Rich make you cry with just a touch?”
    “No,” Vanessa whispered.
    Candy wiped Vanessa's tears and kissed her. It was one of the many episodes that occurred between them within the past month since Candy had begun sexing Vanessa into submission. Candy had worked every move on her that she knew and used every sex toy she had, several that Vanessa did not know existed. After each encounter , Vanessa confessed that Candy brought feelings out of her that she did not know she had. But Vanessa had seven years of sex with men that peaked with a versatile stud who had the biggest dick she had seen and was more experienced than any man who had ever sexed her. So while Candy knew she had a hold on Vanessa, she understood that Rich did also.
    Candy knew she could not compare to Rich and Rich could not compare to her. They were experts in the same field who used equally powerful tools in different ways. Candy wanted Vanessa for herself, but she did not mind settling for the position that Vanessa played in her life. The video of their first swing at sex was just another recording to add to the collection of porn she owned. She had no intentions of revealing it to Chanel as they had planned. Just as she had no intention of revealing her relationship with Vanessa to anyone.
    “That was good,”