1. Vagina Dialogue


    Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    evening, Natasha reached a climax. The vowels of her cries stretched out and were clothed in a faint growl. Julie’s own vocal contribution resembled more the sighs of the dying, though when she collapsed it was with a huge grin on her face. “Nothing could be better,” Julie finally answered, as she licked the juice off her slim wrist. Natasha was grateful that her lover wasn’t one of those women who insisted on wearing bangles or rings that could leave a girl sore for days to come. Not to mention those little cuts on the lips that bloodied the urine if you weren’t too careful. “You’ve never been tempted to the dark side?” Natasha wondered. “Yeah. I’ve tasted dick. Haven’t we all? Men are led by their balls and they can never say no. But however tasty the sausage or stiff the salami, it’ll always be second-best to the joy of what’s between the curtains. And, anyway, the one-eyed snake is quite simply the best a man can offer. The rest of a man’s body you can keep. They’re just meat-machines with a one-track mind. My doorway’s open to all for anyone with the right key, but I prefer a porthole in exchange for my own. On a bad night when there’s an itch that needs scratching, I’ll take a man in preference to flossing with an electric muff-brush, but if there’s pussy on parade I’m in there! I want my tongue on the button and my fingers in the pocket.” “You’re not a cock connoisseur?” “When you’ve tasted wine you don’t willingly go back to shandy.” “If only all women felt that ...
    way!” Natasha sighed regretfully. “More are tempted by the tender sex than you’d imagine,” Julie boasted. “But I guess it’s all a matter of taste. Meat and two veg make a filling meal, but I like a salad bowl with fish dressing. When I’m lying on the beach, it’s always the camel toes that catch my eye. I’ve never gone for the Lycra bulge. And for me, a good twat is just the best thing on a good package. I just melt like ice cream on a topless beach. All that nipple! Not to mention: thigh, navel, neck and tootsie. What can a woman of taste and discrimination do, but want to taste the goods on show?” “Is it always easy for you?” “Don’t you find it so?” “Not always,” Natasha admitted sadly. “Sometimes my heart goes where there’s no hope for satisfaction. There are more women I’ve loved than there are women who would ever love me.” Julie kissed Natasha affectionately. “A looker like you! You’ve just got to take the risk. Those little minxes that run scared? All they need is the right persuasion. You’ve got to be ruthless. And anyway if you want to taste muffin, sometimes you have to focus on the target and disregard the packaging. The best minge doesn’t always come with the best presentation.” “I could never have sex with someone if I didn’t appreciate their whole body.” “Then you’ve missed out on a lot. There’s as much variety between the legs as the rest put together. I love the lips. The outer ones that part and the inner ones that shudder. The long clits, the short ones, the ...
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