1. Clara alone


    Date: 9/8/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    obviously.” The woman reached up her own dress, grabbed something and quickly sat on the edge of the chaise. She neatly manoeuvred her feet out of her knickers. Clara felt her knee tremble in excitement as the intimate stranger waved the underwear like a flag and rubbed one foot coyly with the other. “Now we are even.” She chortled and tossed them. The woman leant back and kicked her foot. Her eyes slid up and down Clara’s legs. Clara shivered at a swell of hunger. “Make me cum,” she said, her voice sounding small and pathetic. “Of course I’m going to make you cum, silly girl!” the woman said, and lifted a foot onto the chaise beside her, presenting a rude view of puckered bald lips. The woman’s cheeks reddened and she leant her head on her raised knee, playing with her toes. She watched Clara take in her sex. “You like this don’t you?” She purred and slid an elegantly manicured finger along her creases. Clara nodded. Her mouth felt dry. The woman’s pinkness glistened. “Come here,” the woman said, lying back along the chaise and butterflying her knees. After a moment’s confusion, Clara suddenly saw why it tapered toward the head. She felt her cheeks heat up as she took her place astride the woman’s widening eyes and crimson cheeks. Clara leant down and opened herself up as the woman’s fingers worked at her own bits. More than anything, Clara wanted this woman’s fingers in her. Her tongue. The woman’s breath rolled up Clara’s thighs as she stared up and flapped her hands ...
    between her legs. In this odd position, watching the stranger moan and writhe beneath her, Clara felt foolish and dirty. Her heart thumped so fast she thought she might pass out. She wanted this to stop, but never end. She wanted to run, but even more she wanted to squat on this woman’s mouth. She took deep breaths and tried to work up the courage. What would the woman do? Would she like it? “Oh god. Yes!” The woman gasped and Clara looked down with a crushing rush of shame. A long thick loop of her own wetness, dripped and rolled over the woman’s cheek and lips… “Oh! Sorry!” Clara blurted and moved away, but the woman gripped her in place, digging fingernails into Clara’s buttocks. She rammed two fingers in and out of herself with a sloppy battering noise, sucking Clara off her lips and crying out in a twitching climax. Clara squeezed at her own mound, astonished at how puffy and slimy she was. A warning tremble ran up her legs. The woman stretched and writhed out her climax, the wet tip of her tongue seeking more of Clara’s juices on her cheek. Clara stooped and kissed her again, upside down, taking woman’s salty tongue into her mouth and wishing it was her sex and wishing she had the nerve to just force it onto that hot mouth. The woman moaned into Clara’s mouth as if reading her mind. “Let me eat you,” the woman muttered, pushed Clara’s face away, and grabbing her hips. Clara’s legs unhinged at the thought. Her entire skeleton had become nerve jelly. “Wait,” Clara said, “not ...
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