1. I Have Left Your Knickers On The Table In The Corner


    Date: 12/29/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: guiltee, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    deep in my stomach. I was so looking forward to today and all the things you had said we might do or rather the things you said you would do to me. I focus on the outside world and the funny people walking, slowly or quickly, trying to keep warm and dry from the relentless white wet stuff falling from the sky. I hear someone close to the table as my cup is dragged across it and onto a tray by a waitress; I catch a glimpse of the rear view as she walks back to the counter. Gathering up my things again I make my way towards the bathroom, avoiding eye contact in case I suddenly burst into tears. Anger is starting to take over from disappointment. I would have been in my nice warm bed with my naughty thoughts at this present moment, dreaming about your sexy body as I kissed every inch of it... damn you to hell. I narrowly miss an elderly woman coming out as I smash open the bathroom door. I apologise and try to smile, but I think it came out more as a grimace; bet she's thinking, ‘miserable bitch.’ Do I care? No, not a jot as I shut the cubicle, dump my bag down, knickers down and sit down. Staring at the door in front I try to read the messages and phone numbers of girls looking for a good time; wonder if any want a twenty something sex starved single up for fun this morning, your place only? All done, I prepare myself for the walk back to the bus stop, back into the cold, wet, dank, miserable street full of people of the same description. I open the door and get the shock of ...
    my life-- there standing in front of me is you, you’re here now-- wow. You push me back into the cubicle; your hand goes across my mouth as I try to speak. The force of your hand bangs my head on the partition; my earphones fall out. The bag is thrown on the ground and your other hand grabs mine as I try to reach up. I see you smile as you put your mouth close to my ear and whisper for me to be quiet. I nod as you slowly remove my temporary gag; it is replaced by your mouth, the pink glossy lips teasing my lips for a moment, then you kiss me and I feel all warm; deeper and deeper your tongue slips into my eager mouth. My legs feel ever so wobbly as I catch my breath, your face close to mine. You smile an impish grin. Fingers trace patterns over my top, making my nipples rock hard as they get closer and closer to them. Kissing me again I feel the lips grind into mine, your tongue forcing its way back in. My mind spins as I'm suddenly aware of you grabbing my skirt, pulling it up, stroking your fingertips up my thighs as you do it. Suddenly you ’ re crouching down, kissing the flesh of my thighs; your hands, mouth and lips are everywhere. I tingle, I ache, and I want to squeal with delight as I grab your hair. You look up at me and I feel your eyes burning into me: I should not have touched you. I remove them slowly and you smile knowingly. The pink panties I wore especially for you, that are wet from my juices, are pulled down urgently and you stand back up with them in your ...
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