1. Taken, Again.


    Date: 12/28/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Ero, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    on," I thought. I knew that was exactly the kind of thing I would say to someone I wanted to put off. Or was it? I just lay my forehead on the cool glass of my desktop and repeated over and over. "Fuck." "Fuck." "Fuck." The following Wednesday I was at lunch when I checked my personal email on my iPhone. I stopped dead in my tracks, my mouth went dry and my heart took off hammering like a jackhammer. "From: SteffSTGirl@email dot com Subject: Fucking you I was away for the week. I was beginning to think you didn't like me very much. I don't agree we should get a coffee. Meet me on Saturday at 7:00 PM in the front bar at the Hilton. We will have a drink. Steff" I read the email on the screen. I shook for four days. Every time I debated going to the Hilton, every time I imagined going to a room with Steff after the drinks, and every night when I fingered myself to another orgasm imagining the tall woman ravaging me again, I shook like a leaf. I had a long bath on Saturday afternoon, shaved and waxed. All the while the razor hissed over the smooth skin on my mound, my pussy throbbed and leaked its slick sweet wetness. I was conflicted, excited and terribly aroused all at the same time, but I knew I had to go, and to see what would happen that night. So I set my short cropped blonde hair and did my makeup. I could barely remember the drive to the hotel but I got there safely around 6:00 PM, went to the bar and sat there. The shaking didn't leave my hands until after the second ...
    Black Russian. I felt warm, and more sexual than I ever had in my life. I was waiting and checking my messages when an elegant woman's hand landed on the table in front of me and I sensed a body leaning in over me. As I looked up, Steff wiped her hair away from my face and leaning down, kissed me full on the lips. "I thought you might come early," she said softly as she kissed beside my ear. Her hot breath sent chills down my spine and my pussy tingled. Steff pulled a chair from the next table and sat tight against me with an arm over my shoulder. She smelled even better than I remembered. Her lipstick was slightly smeared but her makeup was exquisite with her long dark hair hanging. Her hand touched my knee then slid up the leg of my hose until it slid just under the hem of my skirt and gripped my leg firmly. I could feel my thighs open slightly to the soft touch on my leg. Steff was smiling broadly as she took a sip from her drink. "I knew you would come," she said. The men in the bar had caught the kiss and they were trying to hide the fact they were watching the two beautiful women. But watching they were. She drained her glass, kissed me once more then whispered in my ear in a sultry tone, "We don't have to wait until seven. Come with me. I… am… going… to take you… again…" Hearing that, the shaking began again, in spite of four ounces of Grey Goose. My mind swam as I stood and Steff took my hand and led me from the bar, down the hall to the elevator. "I've been here for ...
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