1. Luck Is A Lady


    Date: 6/21/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: SoHuggable, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    anxious state for an eternity while she fondled and massaged and trespassed. I could neither participate nor protest as she ravished and molested me. In my mesmerized state, she was free to dominate my womanhood and have her way. So I lay there, somewhat scared, all limp, and softly cooing. After some minutes of this manipulating, patting, opening and closing, she brought me to an orgasm. It came suddenly and it was convulsive. My back arched and I gripped her forearm tightly. With her free arm Kate gently pressed my tummy down and kept tickling me throughout the throes of my grand finish. I subconsciously placed my hand on hers to guide her to where I wanted her to remain and moved her fingers with mine accordingly. The successive waves lasted forever. It was finally over. A supercollider of emotions swept over me. I was thoroughly drained, embarrassed, relaxed, emotional, and humiliated. How had I allowed this? Allowing a woman to touch me like that. And to cause me to finish so profusely. And for me to guide her hand during the high point. I was absolutely embarrassed and my face showed it. “Don’t be ashamed,” Kate said reassuringly. “There’s nothing to be ...
    ashamed of. You had a nice massage and you needed release. Do you feel better?” I didn’t answer. “Do you feel better?” Kate pressed. “Yes, I do,” I reluctantly admitted. “Of course you do,” Kate continued. Her hand was still on my vagina as she talked. She had put my clitoris away but her fingers remained between my lips, her ring finger covering my opening. In all this time she hadn’t penetrated me. Her other hand teased the hair on my mons veneris. “Lie still,” Kate ordered and turned away. She returned with a hot cloth and gently cleaned me. The pampering was exquisite. She bent down to take a close up inspection and manipulated me to examine her work. Once satisfied she gave me a pat. “No need to get up until you’re ready. There’s no rush,” Kate assured me. But our session had ended. Kate turned around so I could slip into the bathrobe again. I retreated into the enclosed shower to dress. I emerged a different woman. “You look great,” Kate said admiringly. I sheepishly thanked her for the compliment and the excellent service. “You’re so welcome, Laura. Lets set up your next session. When are you free?” “The day after tomorrow.” “It’s a date!” Kate said with a wink.
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