1. Beginnings: Chapter 1 - Veronica


    Date: 8/12/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: claire2013, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    Veronica’s eyes, which were now devouring me. “Good girl,” she said, as her toes made their way to the edge of my panties and began to run up and down them, playing with the elastic on the leg; the only thing between my now tingling desire and her insistent, probing toes. My mind was awash with thoughts and images which were relentlessly, but deliciously, removing whatever was remaining of my self-control. I couldn’t stop thinking of Samantha Sutton as her hand worked and teased inside Emily’s panties, aware that I was beginning to experience many of the same sensations of almost uncontrollable sexual excitement and desire; the desire to be pleasured and controlled until I could bear it no more. I bit my lip as slowly, but surely, Veronica’s toes began to drift over the fabric of my panties and lightly tease the yielding lips of my sex. I had almost forgotten what sexual arousal was, but that somehow seemed irrelevant. I had never experienced the tingling need that was taking control of me between my legs right at that moment. Her toes were supple and precise, her big toe sliding up and down my opening and then deftly pressing into the material and finding the nub of intense pleasure, which she slowly began to circle and press on. I could hear little gasps escaping my lips but was unable to contain them. I parted my legs a little wider, as though nothing else mattered at that moment other than the desires of my body. “Cotton panties?” she whispered. “I expected something a ...
    little more exotic from you, Lucy. Now take them off.” In the gloomy stillness of the booth, Veronica’s words were all I heard and all I could respond to. I felt as though my mind was yielding and my desire for her control was all that mattered. I bit my lip again, lifted my bottom off the seat a little, and eased my skirt up my thighs, before sliding my fingers into the waistband of my panties, slipping them down my thighs, and allowing them to drop onto the floor. Almost immediately, Veronica’s toes were at the top of my inner thigh once more. I felt exposed; deliciously exposed. “That’s much better, isn’t it Lucy. Now open your legs for me. I can tell what a needy girl you are.” I did I was told and allowed Veronica’s eyes, burning like a furnace, to inflame me once more as her toes drifted back up my inner thigh and over the puffy, moist lips of my labia. I pressed my back against the wall of the booth as I felt Veronica twist her foot slightly, allowing her toes to press tantalizingly against the moist humidity of my opening, which seemed to yield like drenched petals. “You are so moist, Lucy,” she said, her voice now husky and rough. “You’re wetting the toe of my stockings, aren’t you?” At that, she suddenly pushed her toes against my entrance and I felt myself yield between my legs, which I parted still further to allow her to penetrate as deep as she wanted. I could feel myself flooding, covering her toes in the liquefied fruit of my need as she opened my wet flesh. As ...