1. One of Those Days


    Date: 7/3/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: sylvie34100, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    tangy musk of my goo, and then whispered: "Want a taste?" She was lost! Her cheeks reddened slightly, her eyes dropped, her whole body language screamed "Yes!" She shuffled from the ball of one foot to the other. My arm snaked out, fingers crooked, beckoning her towards me. Her shoulders lowered as she closed the six feet of space that separated us, that sheer silk falling apart as she shimmied towards me, my tongue now licking my suddenly dry lips totally intentionally as I took in the sight of her boobs. Full, and tipped with huge, thick nipples, which were always guaranteed to get my attention. I ran my still sticky fingertips around her lips before pushing them softly into her mouth. Her hands came up, grasping my wrist as she held my fingers in place. Her tongue swirling around them, she emitted little mewling sounds as she longingly and eagerly slurped. Her eyes were now wide, alert, gazing right at me as she continued to clean my fingers. I saw the need in those big green peepers. I fixed my gaze on her, full on, and murmured: "I think we'd best be getting to your bedroom, or I'm going to have you right here!" She stopped immediately, grinning hugely, retaining her grip on my wrist as she turned and led me along the corridor and up the wide swirling staircase, recently restored to its former glory. Her bedroom I already knew of course. It was me that re-designed and decorated it after all. The bed was a regal splendour, and huge! A solid walnut four poster, covered ...
    with period-exact fabrics, and a Calaisian Dentelle mosquito netting. The mattress and bedding all made to measure due to its enormous dimensions. She pulled me onto it, even when I asked her to let me get my working dungarees off. "I rather enjoyed watching you in those, especially when they are half off/half on," she coyly commented. So I joined her. I knelt, my knees straddling hers, that evil smile returning as my fingers once more went into my clothing and unashamedly began to finger myself again. This time for her pleasure as well as my own. "You liked watching me masturbating? How long had you been there? Did you see what filth I was watching?" She laughed softly as she shed her expensive robe. "Sylvie. I'd been there long enough. And yes! I did, and liked it! Now are you going to finger yourself all day, or are we going to get somewhat more intimate? " As she said this, her own hands weren't idle. She caressed and squeezed her breasts, rolling and tweaking those beautiful big nipples, her eyes boring into mine as if she knew it was a weakness of mine. I slid out of my work wear....regained my previous position as I watched, transfixed while she teased her tits. My hands fluttering along her torso, back and forth, nails lightly scratching her smooth alabaster skin. Her hips gently circling, soft mewls slipping from her lips. I suddenly ground down on her, my pubes pressed firmly to hers, feeling her heat, her slick arousal coating mine. Her face changed, her eyes flew ...
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