1. Clara alone


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

    like this, let me lie down.” She yanked her dress off over her head and flopped down on a black leather day bed next to the chaise. The woman smiled and threw hers off too, then stood over Clara’s (almost) nakedness with a sly, teasing look. “Leaving our bras on, are we?” she said as Clara pushed her hips up hungrily toward her, frowning. “Yes. It’s sort of more naked, don’t you think?” Clara said. The woman laughed, and this was simply annoying. “Please, come on!” Clara said, swinging her knees open indecently. The woman peered and crossed her arms. Clara growled in frustration and spread her lips wide, too. “I’m so wet. I’m dribbling again, see? See how wet my… thighs...” Clara’s fingers couldn’t wait, diving into her soggy marshmallow and stirring. Her hips pushed up; one, and then two fingers sliding up inside. She shuddered. “Please,” she muttered. Cackling, the woman dropped to her knees and pressed her polite lips to Clara’s rude ones, kissing and nipping at the flushed sensitive flesh. Clara curled her hands behind the woman’s head and gripped her in place with her feet too, for good measure. She let the overwhelming, relentless whirlpool of the stranger’s mouth and tongue pull her inside out, breathing in long quivering gasps as her pleasure snowballed out from her hips. Her entire lower half dissolved into the ebb and flow of warm illicit pleasure. Her stomach clenched, she clawed at the the woman's hair, at the bed. She felt her hole stretch and a deep invasion of ...
    two fingers, the woman curling them as if beckoning Clara's orgasm like a nervous kitten. But when the woman took Clara's clittoris into her mouth and sucked at it, delicious vibrations humming through Clara as the woman laughed , Clara was hit by her orgasm like an unstoppable velvet juggernaut. She arched and screamed, her world flaring and sparkling and the woman hummed and chuckled at the fireworks, not stopping for a moment. She steered Clara through her climax, nuzzled at every pulse of it, then gently scaled it down just before it got too much. Clara clasped her hands between her legs and curled up, shivering, laughing. The woman flopped beside her, chin and cheeks shockingly glossed and her eyes sparkling. They chuckled throatily, marvelling and slowly drifting into a peaceful haze of sleep. # When Clara woke, she was alone. It was dark. She sat up and gathered her clothes from the floor, shakily dressing. She felt floppy and relaxed, like a ton of elastic bands had all been unhooked inside her. There was no sign of the woman at all. The laptop lights flashed in the darkness. Clara opened it as she retrieved her knickers from the drawer and pulled them on. The porn video carried on playing. The girl who looked like Clara arched and cried out in raw, abandoned bliss and the woman licked her calmly through it. The girl curled up, and the woman lay down beside her. They cuddled. Soon the girl was sleeping and the woman got up, put on her clothes, then came to the camera. ...
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