1. Taken, Again.


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

    three days. I'm flying home tonight," Steff said as we waited for the elevator lights to crawl down to the lobby level. A middle aged couple in formal dress stepped out before Steff put a hand in the middle of my back and pushed me gently into the elevator. My knees were like butter and in spite of me and my best efforts, I simply didn't know what to say. I bit my lip instead. Steff stepped into me, a leg pushing the skirt tight between my legs and she kissed me again, this time with passion and force. Her hands held my shoulders. "We have enough time. More than enough," she said as she stared into my eyes. Then her tongue slid across my lips. I kissed her hard on the lips, my hands on her waist. We broke the kiss. Her hands slid inward over my breasts, pushed my jacket open and squeezed my breasts in her hands. I swooned and my head fell back, allowing the gorgeous woman to kiss my neck and lick it before almost dropping my slumping body. As soon as the elevator stopped, Steff stepped out, and walked down the hall in front of me, taking off her suit jacket as she went. She had on a white blouse that was tucked into a smart tight black skirt. She opened the door with a key card while I was still praying I could learn to speak again and say something interesting or at least understandable. I slumped against the wall next to her, heart pounding, every nerve in my body responding. She stepped inside the dimly lit hall of the suite pulling me behind her. She dropped her jacket ...
    as she strode toward the living room. She glanced back to confirm I was following as she unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it back off her shoulders. Standing in front of the sofa she unzipped her skirt and slipping it down, she stepped gracefully out of it and draped it over a chair behind her. Pulling me toward her, she feigned a kiss before she started unbuttoning my blouse. I was whimpering softly when Steff pushed it and my jacket off my shoulders. At the same time I was fumbling with the button and zipper at the side of my skirt. As I went to take it off, Steff pushed me back and I fell on my back on the sofa. Steff stood for second, clad only in a tiny black bra, panties and stockings and high heels. She half turned, posing, and smiled a wicked smile at me. "I've been thinking about this every day since the coffee shop. You were so fucking hot," Steff half whispered. She lifted my feet, touching the shiny black heels and ran her hands up my legs until she gripped the hem of the tight skirt and tugged it down and off my feet. I hadn't thought of this state of undress and was suddenly embarrassed about the black pantyhose I wore over my sexy lace panties. "I want a taste this time," Steff said as she fell to her knees, pushing my legs apart and ran her hands all the way up to my hips. She sank against me and pressed her face on my tummy. She moaned softly as she pulled the waistband down enough to kiss just below my belly button. I hissed as I raised one leg up and rested ...
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