you...'
'Just lock the
door.'
Stephanie sat on the chaise
longue , putting one foot up on the seat and
leaving the other on the floor so her legs were apart and the flat
plane of her sex, covered by the tight-fitting blue panties, was
exposed. Her thick pubic hair under the material made her crotch
look as though it had been padded.
Vivienne
hesitated, then walked into the shop. She returned seconds later
and this time, with no hesitation, knelt on the thick carpet in
front of Stephanie's open legs. She bent her head and kissed the
knee of the leg that rested on the floor, then worked her mouth up
the stocking to the welt that held it in place. It was as though
she had made a decision and wanted to carry it through quickly
before she could think to change her mind.
Her mouth
slipped onto the open crotch of Stephanie's panties, sucking on
them, sucking through them to Stephanie's sex. Her mouth felt
incredibly hot. Stephanie moaned. Again with no hesitation,
Vivienne's fingers delved under the leg of the panties until they
were pressed into Stephanie's labia, and then, straight up with no
impediment, into her cunt.
'Is that what
you wanted?' Vivienne asked as though proud she had proved
something to herself. Her voice was much lower in tone.
'Yes...'
Stephanie had
got what she wanted again. She had aroused Vivienne's interest. She
had no idea if Vivienne had ever done this with a woman before and
didn't want to ask. Of course, she should never have started this.
It was crazy. The last thing in the world she needed was another
sexual experience, not after Venetia and Kanjii and everything
else. What was wrong with her? Was it like a drug, the more she got
the more she wanted? Or was it just that her sexual temperature was
so high at the moment it was simply irresistible?
She should
have apologised to the woman, told her it was a mistake and gone
home. Or arranged to meet at another time when she was next in
London. But though that was what she should have done, it was not
what she had any intention of doing.
Instead
Stephanie wriggled herself down onto the two thick fingers that
probed her cunt, feeling herself juicing around them.
'Is this what
you wanted?' Vivienne repeated, pushing a third finger up alongside
the other two while her other hand went into the high-cut leg of
the panties and searched Stephanie's pubic thatch until she found
her clitoris.
'Yes...'
Stephanie moaned.
With no
delicacy or finesse, the tip of Vivienne's finger started to wank
the clit from side to side, vigorously pressing down on it at the
same time.
'And
this...'
The finger
worked harder in time to the thrusts of the others in Stephanie's
cunt. Stephanie wanted to reach out and hold her back, stop her
being so fierce, but at the same time she was enjoying - if
enjoyment was the right word - the lack of subtlety. There was
something basic about what Vivienne was doing to her, like someone
who had not done something before or at least had not practised it
for a long time. Either way the energy was exciting and Stephanie
didn't want to spoil her enthusiasm.
Besides, it
was only seconds before Stephanie lost the ability to do anything
consciously. For some reason she suddenly smelled the strange aroma
from Kanjii's black box and it kicked her body into a higher gear,
making her juice copiously, opening her body like a flower,
allowing Vivienne's fingers deeper on their inward thrust.
Vivienne could
feel her response. Remorselessly she wanked at the hard knot of her
clit while her fingers imitated the action of a cock. It had been a
long time since she'd done this. She shouldn't have been doing it
now. She should have ignored this woman's provocation and done
nothing. But she couldn't. There was something about her, something
too profound to ignore. It was beginning to hurt her, as she knew
it would, and hurt her a lot, but she was determined she would
finish what she had began.
Stephanie felt
her body climbing to the brink. She looked
'Just lock the
door.'
Stephanie sat on the chaise
longue , putting one foot up on the seat and
leaving the other on the floor so her legs were apart and the flat
plane of her sex, covered by the tight-fitting blue panties, was
exposed. Her thick pubic hair under the material made her crotch
look as though it had been padded.
Vivienne
hesitated, then walked into the shop. She returned seconds later
and this time, with no hesitation, knelt on the thick carpet in
front of Stephanie's open legs. She bent her head and kissed the
knee of the leg that rested on the floor, then worked her mouth up
the stocking to the welt that held it in place. It was as though
she had made a decision and wanted to carry it through quickly
before she could think to change her mind.
Her mouth
slipped onto the open crotch of Stephanie's panties, sucking on
them, sucking through them to Stephanie's sex. Her mouth felt
incredibly hot. Stephanie moaned. Again with no hesitation,
Vivienne's fingers delved under the leg of the panties until they
were pressed into Stephanie's labia, and then, straight up with no
impediment, into her cunt.
'Is that what
you wanted?' Vivienne asked as though proud she had proved
something to herself. Her voice was much lower in tone.
'Yes...'
Stephanie had
got what she wanted again. She had aroused Vivienne's interest. She
had no idea if Vivienne had ever done this with a woman before and
didn't want to ask. Of course, she should never have started this.
It was crazy. The last thing in the world she needed was another
sexual experience, not after Venetia and Kanjii and everything
else. What was wrong with her? Was it like a drug, the more she got
the more she wanted? Or was it just that her sexual temperature was
so high at the moment it was simply irresistible?
She should
have apologised to the woman, told her it was a mistake and gone
home. Or arranged to meet at another time when she was next in
London. But though that was what she should have done, it was not
what she had any intention of doing.
Instead
Stephanie wriggled herself down onto the two thick fingers that
probed her cunt, feeling herself juicing around them.
'Is this what
you wanted?' Vivienne repeated, pushing a third finger up alongside
the other two while her other hand went into the high-cut leg of
the panties and searched Stephanie's pubic thatch until she found
her clitoris.
'Yes...'
Stephanie moaned.
With no
delicacy or finesse, the tip of Vivienne's finger started to wank
the clit from side to side, vigorously pressing down on it at the
same time.
'And
this...'
The finger
worked harder in time to the thrusts of the others in Stephanie's
cunt. Stephanie wanted to reach out and hold her back, stop her
being so fierce, but at the same time she was enjoying - if
enjoyment was the right word - the lack of subtlety. There was
something basic about what Vivienne was doing to her, like someone
who had not done something before or at least had not practised it
for a long time. Either way the energy was exciting and Stephanie
didn't want to spoil her enthusiasm.
Besides, it
was only seconds before Stephanie lost the ability to do anything
consciously. For some reason she suddenly smelled the strange aroma
from Kanjii's black box and it kicked her body into a higher gear,
making her juice copiously, opening her body like a flower,
allowing Vivienne's fingers deeper on their inward thrust.
Vivienne could
feel her response. Remorselessly she wanked at the hard knot of her
clit while her fingers imitated the action of a cock. It had been a
long time since she'd done this. She shouldn't have been doing it
now. She should have ignored this woman's provocation and done
nothing. But she couldn't. There was something about her, something
too profound to ignore. It was beginning to hurt her, as she knew
it would, and hurt her a lot, but she was determined she would
finish what she had began.
Stephanie felt
her body climbing to the brink. She looked
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