1. Lemon House: Stephanie's Story (Part 1 of 2)


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    around Stephanie’s naked body, as if the look in Fleur’s eyes had taken wing and flocked to her. “It was to be my little secret,” Stephanie said, swaying. Was it standing up too quickly or was she really intoxicated by the air? Fleur drifted toward her. Stephanie lowered herself into cool water and into Fleur’s hot arms, their skin slipping together along the lengths of their bodies. They stood weightless in the water, hands over each other’s backs and nipples hardening together. Stephanie shivered at Fleur’s hands on her bottom, squeezing it, pulling it toward her to grind their mounds together in little irrepressible thrusts. Stephanie pressed her mouth to Fleur’s, sighing at the exquisite soft urgency in her kiss. Fleur whimpered, and grabbed her tight. She threw her arms around Stephanie’s neck and wrapped her legs around her hips, pushing plump lips to Stephanie at both ends, making her chuckle. They nipped kisses to each other’s necks and Fleur trembled as Stephanie grabbed her buttocks. She marvelled at how completely Fleur gave herself, how much the lion turned kitten, then all but tossed Fleur onto the poolside and pushed her knees apart. Stephanie stretched out the moment to taunt her prey, opening the petals of Fleur’s sex, holding them wide and staring into the fleshy whorls. It was only then Stephanie realized what she found most surprising. Her own, ravenous, hunger. “Please,” Fleur whispered and Stephanie launched at Fleur’s sex like a vampire. It was the ...
    work of seconds, Stephanie’s mouth ran riot between Fleur’s legs, kissing, nipping, licking, even nuzzling her cheeks at it like a loving cat. Warm saltiness treacled over Stephanie’s tongue and lips and she daubed it liberally over Fleur’s bud, until it was impossible to tell what Fleur was most wet from, the pool or her own arousal. Fleur gasped and writhed, but when Stephanie sucked her spot like a nipple, she couldn’t hold back, coiling tight as spring, then arching and screaming into the sky. It was over too soon, Stephanie sucked and licked Fleur through her climax and calmed her with little dabs and finally kisses until she could sit up again, her legs trembling and toes gripping the stone of the pool edge. Fleur propped herself on her elbows, and beamed, flushed down to her breasts, her eyes flicking from Stephanie’s eyes to her mouth. “Naughty cat, you are so messy!” She said, and reached between her knees, curling over to kiss Stephanie’s grimacing face, laughing and licking it clean of her juices. Fleur slid back into the water, laughing at Stephanie’s eager embrace and the rhythmic rub of her hips against her thigh as they kissed. Fleur nibbled her breasts and she trembled so hard they realised there wasn’t a moment to lose. She turned Stephanie round and bent her over the pool edge. Stephanie felt deliciously vulnerable with her bottom up in front of Fleur’s face, but when nothing happened for a while she pulled a knee up onto the pool edge, exposing herself ...