1. The Last Virgin


    Date: 1/13/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: KatieElizabeth, Rating: 49, Source: LushStories

    now?" I was just about to answer when I was interrupted by the crackle of the train's intercom system and the muffled voice of the conductor making an announcement. " Ladies and gentleman, the carriage lights will now be dimmed for the remainder of the journey to Euston. There are lights on each of the tables or on the underside of the overhead racks for those that wish to use them. " Just as he'd promised, the lights dimmed and Sarah and I found ourselves peering at each other through the gloom of the near empty carriage as it sped southwards across middle England. Almost as if that was her cue, Sarah rummaged in the side pocket of her Louboutin and fished out a fountain pen. She looked at me briefly, then casually but very deliberately dropped it on the floor. "Oops! Silly me," she said. "How careless. I'll um...just go and get that." As Sarah slid off the seat to retrieve her pen from under the table she handed me her neatly folded jacket. "Back in a sec. I'm sure you'll work out what to use this for." I wasn't entirely sure what to expect but I didn't have to wait long for the answer. I muffled a tiny gasp and felt my face flush as Sarah's lips and tongue nuzzled softly across my knee. I instinctively tilted my hips towards her, loving the teasing touches of her kisses and licks as she moved slowly up my inner thighs. Sarah was right; I did work out a use for her jacket. I wanted her to have everything I had to give, so lifted my knees up and pushed them against the ...
    edge of the table, then slowly spread my legs wide, my skirt riding higher and higher up my thighs until it was round my waist. I opened her jacket out and laid it across my knees, protecting both my modesty and hiding Sarah's explorations from view to the casual eye. I sighed quietly in delight when the tip of Sarah's tongue gently licked up and down each side of my panty line as it curved down between my legs. The sigh turned to a moan when she replaced the tip with the flat of her tongue and made one long hard sweep from top to bottom over my mound and labia through the lace of my panties. "Sarah," I whispered. "That ‘maybe not’ I said before Birmingham, it's now a yes please." She didn't reply or need a second invitation to slip her fingers under the hem of my panties. I pushed my knees against the table and lifted my bum a little off the seat which allowed Sarah to slide them over my hips and round my cheeks. I closed my legs and wiggled them a little, helping Sarah slide my panties down my thighs, calves and off. I felt deliciously wanton as I shuffled my knees wide again, my now naked sex spread beneath the jacket for Sarah's total pleasure. As she leant into me again, her hair tickled the top of my inner thighs, bringing a rash of goose bumps out across my breasts and down my arms. Sarah finally touched my exposed pussy, her lips grazing my engorged labia as she teased me with tiny kisses and nips up and down each in turn. I squirmed in my seat as she probed and then ...
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