Sea Daze 4: Luff and Touch Her (Lesbian Erotic Romance Series) by Soichiro Irons Page A

that, fuck me, fuck me! ”
    That
settled that , I guessed. The only
thing I knew about fisting was what I saw from my ex-boyfriend’s porn videos,
so I drew what I could from that. I rocked my hand back and forth inside of
her, simulating a cock as best I could.
    It
wasn’t as easy as it looked, but Eve certainly seemed pleased by the effort.
Her breathing had been reduced to short gasps and I was sure there would be
noise complaints from Eve’s cabin neighbors by morning.
    Her
muscles were so tight around my fist that it almost hurt, and for the first
time it didn’t feel like I was dreaming anymore.   I was so caught up in the sensation of it all
that I felt my fingers sliding down my own body before slipping into my own
pussy.
    I
was soaked, which came as no surprise – I was wet every time I was anywhere
close to her. It wasn’t hard to fall into a rhythm, and I was moaning in time
with her before long.
    “Wait,”
Eve moaned as she noticed what I was doing. “Let’s do this right.”
    Through
a series of contorted stretches and movements that I doubt would have been
possible in the waking world, we were in a 69 position with her happily lapping
at my overflowing slit. Her tongue, as always, had no problems bringing me to a
shrieking orgasm within seconds.
    I
had never been so sensitive with anyone before meeting Eve – no other lover had
been able to make me cum so fast. I felt her muscles tighten and release around
my hand, as if willing me to push even faster and harder into her.
    As
she rocked back and forth against my hand, I leaned in and licked her near the
top of her pussy – where I knew her clit was hungrily awaiting my attention. I
teasingly encircled it with my tongue before pressing my lips against it and
lightly sucked.
    I
felt her moan against my cunt, but instead of slowing down, her tongue moved
even fasted inside of me. Our bodies were so hot and frantic that I knew it
wouldn’t be long for either of us.
    After
another minute or so, Eve said, “Oh God, Amanda, I’m …oh God!”
    “I’m-…I’m…Eve,
fuck, yes !!”
    Our
bodies tensed against each other, and I could feel her legs shivering with
pleasure as her fluids ran down my arm. I barely noticed it, as my own orgasm
had me in a quivering frenzy that almost made me black out.
    My
eyes were clamped shut as I did all I could to keep from shrieking in pleasure,
the sweeping sensation so powerful I could feel it every fiber of my body. Even
my teeth seemed to quiver as I whispered Eve’s name over and over again.
    When
I opened my eyes, Eve was gone. She’d never been there, of course, but it still
hurt to find my bed empty – to find myself back in my crew cabin, rather than
bunking with my now ex-girlfriend. My breathing was heavy and frantic, and I
could feel my own wetness soaking the bed beneath me.
    The
orgasm had probably been real…I’d been known to finger myself in my sleep. It
all added together to make me desperately, utterly lonely.
    Though
I’d been the one to walk away from Eve, it had been the last thing I’d ever
wanted to do. Now, in the dead of the night in my cold, lonely bunk…I wanted
her back even more than I wanted to breathe. Knowing that was impossible,
though, the only thing I could do was sob myself back to sleep.
    ***
    “I’m
confused,” Keith admitted after he’d set down my third Amaretto Sour of the
evening. “Why exactly did you need to quit? I know that Eve is the president,
but you never even really dealt with her before you guys were a thing.”
    Bleary-eyed
from lack of sleep, I didn’t even bother to focus on the bartender as I swirled
my finger around the rim of the glass. “How would you feel if your boss’s boss’s boss was married and just using you like a play
thing? What if she turned you straight
and then you found out she was just having sex with you for fun?”
    Keith
considered for a moment before replying. “Not the same – you’re not a lesbian
just because you had a