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

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

Stephanie said. Her voice seemed odd, not hers. As she watched, Fleur twisted one foot at the ankle. A tiny gesture but Stephanie felt her body lurch at what it revealed at the join of her thighs. A bulge of white cotton. Damp white cotton. “Is that for me?” Stephanie said, glowering. “Oui.” Fleur swung her knee a little, then reached around, grabbed her gusset and pulled it aside. Stephanie gasped. “You like it.” Fleur said,” Your eyes are greedy mouths.” Fleur butterflied her knees flat, blooming like a time-lapse flower. Stephanie’s tongue traced a line across her top lip, her fingers twitched in her palms. She tore her eyes away, and forced her shaking legs to walk. Behind her, Fleur cursed. The wind picked up to a roar. In her room, Stephanie locked the door and closed the curtains, shutting it all out. Then she caught sight of herself in the mirror and realised that whatever “it” was. It had followed her in. She was crimson from cheeks down to her chest, her lips flushed and dark. Her eyes haunted with the after image of Fleur’s sex, its fleshy petals burned into her vision. She fiddled with her trousers and pulled them off, quickly along with her underwear, kicking it all away. She stared at herself in the mirror, eyes drawn to the tell-tale chill of moisture at the top of her thighs. It had been a long time since her sex had looked this aroused. She scowled at her engorged bits, but still wished they were bigger. As puffy and thick and as blossomed as Fleur’s. With a ... great, fat berry of a clitoris. It seemed that in every respect, where Stephanie was small, neat, and hidden, Fleur was full, voluptuous, bursting. She squeezed herself, and shivered, spreading a kiss of warm moisture over her spot until her knees unhinged. God she could cum in a second. Then the reflection of the keyhole suddenly flashed bright, before dimming again. There was only one explanation for that. Stephanie narrowed her eyes, and hid her delight. Cheeky mare! She thought, shivering at an icy thrill of excitement. Ok, she mused, lying down in front of the mirror, watch this, Cherie. # Fleur cursed, eye glued to the keyhole, as Stephanie disappeared from view. It looked like she decided to lie down, but the keyhole wouldn’t let her see that far. Fleur throbbed and tingled between her legs, and was so close to bursting she had stopped touching herself. She wanted to cum with Stephanie. Fuck fuck fuck she muttered, trying to find an angle, get the delicious sight back. Then a pair of feet appeared, propped up on the glass and planted very wide. Fleur felt a deep rush at what Stephanie must be up to. Lying on her back, spread to her reflection, watching the slippery plunge and wriggle of fingers. Fleur slid her hand into her underwear. She didn’t know how close Stephanie was, but she had to cum, now. She curled a finger inside herself and scratched her itch, almost immediately tumbling into orgasm, and delighted to see Stephanie’s toes curling as she came too. Whimpers ...