A Crescendo

Leila and Kirsten caught a cab and rode the short distance to Leila’s house, both quietly anticipating what was to come. When they arrived the two bolted from the cab so quickly that Leila nearly forgot to pay the driver. The two women darted inside as soon as the door was unlocked and their hands were all over one another. Leila peeled Kirsten out of the tight dress she wore to reveal her perfect nude body underneath and smiled as she definitely liked what she saw. She planted tiny kisses on each of Kirsten’s nipples and led her into the bedroom.

Kirsten pressed her body against Leila’s with a smile, “I seem to be at a disadvantage here. Why aren’t we both naked?” She spun Leila around and unzipped the leather dress she was wearing and pushed it off of her shoulders and onto the floor. Like Leila, Kirsten had been nude under her dress and both women reveled in the sight of each others bodies. They came together for a kiss and fell back onto the bed.

Laughing, they tussled for a moment before Leila gave in and let Kirsten pin her to the bed. Another kiss was shared and this time Kirsten was the aggressor, her tongue darting out to taste her partner’s lips. Leila moaned softly and the two had a moment where they battled for control of the kiss. Pulling apart, Kirsten kissed Leila gently, starting at the juncture of her earlobe and jaw and moving all the way down to her collarbone where she nipped lightly at her new friend’s skin. Leila wiggled against Kirsten so she nipped again a tiny bit harder before licking the same place gently, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. Kirsten resumed her kisses working her way towards Leila’s breasts where she planted kisses all over, completely avoid the hardened peaks that were Leila’s nipples for now. Meanwhile her hands played in Leila’s hair, tugging gently, moved down to her shoulders and the length of her arms, just reveling in the feel of the woman beneath her.

Finally, Kirsten gave in and wrapped her lips around one of Leila’s nipples sucking and biting at it gently while she found the other with her hand and pinched it causing Leila to moan out loud. After a moment she switched sides and Leila was moaning loudly, her nipples being incredibly sensitive. She wanted to orgasm just from Kirsten playing with her nipples and told her that she wanted it, needed it harder. So Kirsten, with a nipple between her teeth and one in her fingers, bit down and pinched at the same time harder than she would have otherwise and Leila’s hips bucked off the bed. She’d been so ready to come with Kirsten hands and mouth on her body a little more pressure was all it had taken. Kirsten let go of Leila’s nipples and kissed them both gently, sucking at them, drawing out the orgasm until Leila begged her to stop. Kirsten smiled innocently up at Leila and ran her hands down her sides, almost, but not quite, tickling. Leila laughed anyway and grinned at Kirsten. “See? I told you, you’d be a quick study. Now, my dear, if you please I want to feel that hot little mouth of yours on my pussy.”

Immediately Kirsten obliged, sliding down her way down Leila’s body and kneeling on the floor, pulling Leila to the edge of the bed. Gently, almost tentatively, she licked Leila’s wet folds, but quickly became more aggressive, tracing patterns against Leila’s skin, flicking at her clit, and taking her time getting to taste the woman who had given her such pleasure earlier. Leila was squirming against her so she assumed she was doing things correctly and swiped her tongue quickly from bottom to top of Leila’s wetness, bring a sigh from the other woman’s lips. So she did it again slow this time and grinned at the noises Leila began to make. Kirsten licked around the outside of Leila’s pussy tasting her juices, sweet as they were and slipped her tongue inside, fucking her with it. Leila’s back arched and that’s when Kirsten took a gentle finger and rubbed Leila’s clit ever so gently. With no warning Leila came apart in another massive orgasm, her hips humping against Kirsten’s face as she squirted everywhere as she came. Kirsten tried to taste as much of Leila as she could and then pulled back with a little giggle. She climbed back onto the bed wiping her face with her fingers and sucking them clean before kissing Leila tenderly. “I’m really glad you found me in the club. This is much more fun than dancing.” They both laughed and shared another kiss before Leila pulled Kirsten into a hug. “I say we do this all night long.”

 

If you’d like to read more about Kirsten and Leila and how they met you can read about their first experience, here.

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A Little Secret

He laughed at her spunk as she teased and flirted with him and when the building had emptied he motioned for her to come around the counter. She sauntered around to him and he took her hand wordlessly leading her to the back office. She arched an eyebrow slightly at this; she’d never been back here before. And then a thought took hold in her mind.

The moment they reached the privacy of the office she knelt and reached for his pants, watching him for some affirmation. He wasn’t objecting in any way so she undid his jeans and pulled out his cock, immediately wrapping her lips around him. He was already hard for her, confirming what she had suspected for a while now; that he wanted her. She pulled back and wet her lips then plunged back down again sucking hard and then gently back and forth, alternating until she heard him release a strangled moan.

Calling that her cue she again pulled away from him and this time descended much slower taking every solid inch of him into her mouth and down her throat where she swallowed once, twice, then came back up gasping a little and licked the tip of his cock all around, flicking her tongue gently against him. He made a soft noise in the back of his throat and she looked up at him, smiling, “Are you gonna come for me? Let me taste you?”

And her lips wrapped back around him, sucking, teasing, nibbling lightly as she pushed him ever closer to an orgasm. His hips bucked against her face and she held her head still, encouraging him. His fingers wrapped up in her hair and he began fucking her face, gently at first, then faster and harder. The woman hummed around the cock in her mouth and swore, thrusting his hips once more as his orgasm overtook him. She could taste the slightly bitter saltiness of him and pressed closer, taking it all in. As his orgasm subsided and he pulled away, she opened her mouth to let him see his come there and closing her mouth she deliberately made a show of swallowing. “Mmmm…”, and she winked at him, knowing this would be their little secret.

Wicked Wednesday 241 Anticipation – Flogged

I tense, for just a moment, and then relax my entire body, waiting…waiting for that first blow to connect with my flesh. Before I can tense up again I hear the distinct sound of a flogger moving through the air and gasp as it makes impact. My ass stings in a pleasant way and it starts all over again.

This time I am not tense, but only waiting for that next hit. The silence roars through my ears until that whoosh of air fills my head once more. SMACK! I am left wanting more, still waiting, at his mercy. I make no noise, no plea, only lie patiently to take my spanking like a good girl. It intensifies the silence. I can hear the flogger moving in his hands, feel him drag the tips of it along my skin. My body aches with the need for another blow. And it comes again with no warning. A sudden crack of sound and the heat burning against my skin. I only want more…

And it comes. In a sudden flurry of steady blows the hits fall like rain one after the other, giving me no time to react beyond enjoying the sensation. Suddenly there is no in between and those moments of forever are gone. The slow burn increases to a crescendo and my body writhes on the bed. I hear the flogger tossed as side and feel his hands on my ass. And the anticipation begins again.

 

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