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I couldn’t believe my luck. When I switched my major to Entertainment Management, I knew that program included a co-op feature, and I was happy that I would get a chance to actually work in the business before I got my degree and was thrown into the “real world”. But I had assumed that I would spend a semester at some mundane job, maybe working for a local talent agent or, at best, at a booking agency in a larger city. Imagine my surprise when I found out that the university had contacts all over New York and Hollywood, and that I had a chance to work for a couple of months in one of the centers of the entertainment world.
I got another surprise a couple months later when I saw the list of possible co-op assignments. Scanning down the page, I recognized a few agencies, etc., but what caught my eye was one entry about halfway down: “Personal Assistant - Jessica Simpson”. The music industry in general was my preferred area, and being a “Personal Assistant” seemed like a chance to really see things from the inside. Plus, while I’ve never been a fan of Jessica’s music, I’ve always thought she was smoldering hot. Just being around her would be incredibly exciting. I signed up immediately, and two months later was on a plane bound for Los Angeles.
When I got there, it turned out the job was just a little overstated. In reality, I was not to be Jessica’s personal assistant, but the assistant to her personal manager, her good friend CaCee Cobb. Still, it wasn’t a bad position, since CaCee pretty much ran everything in Jessica’s life. Jessica was really “hands-off” and for the most part clueless about the business side of things. CaCee handled some of the everyday business functions and also managed the entire household, especially now that Jessica had separated from Nick. I was actually surprised that CaCee was there, since I had heard she left Jessica a while back, but it seems that she came back, at least temporarily, to help Jessica after the split. She was once again living in the house, and as it turned out, I was able to do the same – an extra little perk that would allow me to save money, experience things first hand and, I hoped, meet some other celebrities. I was very excited.
For the most part, I was just a “gopher”, but I didn’t mind since I was still surrounded by the entertainment business. Since the house was our office, everything was very casual, including the dress, which usually amounted to cutoffs and tees, or casual skirts and dresses. That was another interesting thing: the entire staff seemed to be female. I couldn’t tell if this was by design or just coincidence, but in any case, it certainly made me feel comfortable coming in. On the other hand, because of my sexual preference, and since I had no current sexual outlet, it could also be a distraction. For example, during the first couple weeks, I often caught myself staring at the house secretary, Kelly, a cute little redhead whose full breasts and curvy body were a treat that was I just dying to sample. I had to watch myself so my hidden yearnings did not become obvious.
I really didn’t see much of Jessica. She left everything to CaCee, with whom I spent a lot of time over those first couple weeks, learning the routine and adjusting to my role. I was really impressed with her. CaCee was very business-like, always on top of things and always in control. She was also very attractive. When I took the position, I had thought about how exciting it would be to be around Jessica all the time. I had always thought that she was one of those girls who just oozed of natural sexuality, and that feeling only grew with the little time I spent with her. On the other hand, CaCee was also attractive and very sexy in her own right. Like Jessica, she was blonde, but taller and not as voluptuous. Her personality was different too - strong, smart, and confident, which really appealed to me, and made her, in my eyes, even more attractive than Jessica, though not as overtly sexy.
Unfortunately, about two weeks into my stay, I screwed up pretty badly. CaCee asked me to bring Jessica’s new car around. It was a very expensive little sports car, and the power surprised me. As I pulled it out of the garage, it suddenly surged forward and I lost control, driving into the concrete wall next to the drive. It really wasn’t my fault, but the bottom line was some serious damage to the front left side of the car.
I went to CaCee in tears, apologizing profusely, and though she was sympathetic, this was Jessica’s brand new car, her toy, her baby, and she wouldn’t be pleased. CaCee warned me that Jessica was not very tolerant about these things and that, unfortunately, she may have to let me go. I was devastated.
CaCee talked to Jessica and from what I could tell, it didn’t go so well, but she didn’t say anything the rest of the day. The next morning, however, she called me into her office to talk about “my situation”. A feeling of dread filled me as I stood there in front of her.
“Well, Jess is pretty pissed,” she said. “Her first reaction was ‘Just get rid of her.’ But I’m still hoping we can work something out. I like you and you do good work.” I thanked CaCee for her faith in me and held out hope that things would be okay. “Whatever I can do to make it up, I will,” I pleaded. “I really want to stay.”
CaCee was supportive, but she said that Jessica could be a real brat sometimes. Insurance would cover the cost, but she was really upset about her car, and CaCee had to find some way to appease her. She stood there staring off in space for a while, then looked at me, then off again. I could sense the gears working in her brain.
When she finally spoke, it was an odd change of topic. “You know, I saw you looking at Kelly the other day.” She paused, her eyes searching mine, like she was waiting for some reaction. “She’s a nice looking girl, isn’t she?”
She caught me off guard, but I could tell there was something more to her line of conversation. I worried that she had noticed my real interest in Kelly, and my defenses immediately rose, but I responded simply, “Uh … yeah, Kelly’s a cute girl. Seems pretty sweet, too. I like her.”
CaCee was eyeing me as I spoke. She seemed to be trying to interpret my response. Then, looking me straight in the eye, she continued, “Yeah, I could tell you like her. Actually, I think you like her a lot.”
Now I was really worried. It was clear that CaCee had figured out that I was gay. I never thought my sexual orientation would be an issue, especially in the entertainment business, but I was already in trouble, on shaky ground. Maybe CaCee and Jessica were homophobes, or their “Christian values” caused them to look at lesbians as “sinners”. Whatever it was, it didn’t look good.
“Hey, look,” I started. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but…”
CaCee interrupted before I could finish. “Don’t worry, Milene. I understand how you feel, and I’m perfectly cool with it. You like girls, right? It’s okay, really.”
I didn’t say anything, just looked at her, but my silence answered her question quite clearly. “I have no problem at all with your 'interests’, hon. I’ve been known to sample the 'soft side’ myself on occasion. So you’re not in trouble. In fact, this might help out with your other problem.”
Now she had my attention. Anything that could help me stay on as a co-op was definitely of interest to me. “How so?” I asked.
“Well,” she started, trying to choose her words properly, “I’m thinking maybe you can make up for your mistakes by providing some "extra services’ … like for another girl.” She paused again to let her meaning sink in. “Does that sound interesting?”
Now my mind was racing, trying to take in this totally unexpected proposal. It seemed almost like blackmail, forcing me to do this in return for her leniency, but at the same time, it was wildly exciting! As I thought things over, I looked at CaCee there before me. She looked beautiful in her light sundress, which did nothing to hide the lovely shape of her body. I knew that doing her would be more pleasure than obligation. I was imagining myself on my knees before her when she seemed to read my mind and broke into my private thoughts…
“I’m not talking about me, hon,” she said. “Though I am flattered.” She smiled to make me feel better. “I’m talking about the lady who pays the bills … Jessica.”
Wow, this was a shock. “Jessica?”, I asked. “Jessica’s gay?”
“Of course, not, silly,” she answered. “But lately she’s been 'branching out’. After the whole Nick fiasco and a couple of messy, short-lived flings, Jessica got really down and kind of swore off men for a while. But she has these needs, you know?” I nodded my understanding. “So lately she’s been trying the girl thing. It was my idea, actually - sexy, no-strings fun, mostly one-nighters, no drama. I told her how girls can really be better in a lot of ways: softer, longer lasting, more giving. And let me tell you, Jess seems to need a LOT of giving!” CaCee snickered at her own little joke. “Anyway, so far it’s worked out pretty good for her, I think. The only problem I’ve had is finding the right girls, ones who are interested in this, but also discreet. Jess has no desire to become the next celebrity sex show.”
Wow. This was definitely interesting, and I quickly told CaCee so, but I still had lots of questions. CaCee answered them all: This would have no impact on my other responsibilities, which thankfully, I would hold onto. These would be “extra duties”, which would usually be at night, in Jessica’s room, unless she was traveling and wanted to take me with her. I would be expected to be there whenever she wanted, to “service” her, with no additional compensation. And, to insure the discretion aspect, I’d have to sign a non-disclosure agreement, saying I would not reveal anything about the arrangement or my sessions with Jessica, with a hefty financial penalty if I broke it.
“Oh, and I like I said before,” CaCee continued, “She does need a lot of attention. I guess she has pretty strong needs. I can tell you that a couple of times, I tried hiring high-class call girls, and they were in there a long, long time. The last one even told me not to call her again - she just couldn’t eat that much pussy! Haaa!” CaCee really got a kick out of that comment. “That was almost a month ago, and Jess has been after me to find someone else. She’s definitely 'in need’.”
“Oh, and one more thing,” she went on, “don’t expect to get anything yourself. This is all about Jess, nothing more. She’s the classic pillow princess, if you know what I mean. Just wanted to warn you. But the good news is… you do get to keep your job.”
This was all so amazing to me, almost surreal. The idea that I was going to keep my position by making love to Jessica Simpson was just too incredible. Too incredible, but also too good to be true. I felt like I was winning on all counts. I told CaCee I was definitely in, and I hoped I could satisfy Jessica, though in my heart, I was sure I could. CaCee seemed happy. She said if this worked out, it would save her a lot of time and headaches.
Now CaCee was staring at me intently. “There’s just one other thing,” she said. “I need to make sure you’re good enough.” I didn’t understand, but then she backed up to her desk and beckoned me toward her. As I reached her, she hiked up her dress and with a firm hand on the top of my head, lowered me to my knees before her. “Go ahead,” she said looking intently into my eyes, “show me what you can do.”
Ahhh, I understood now. This was the test, the “interview”. Without hesitation, I reached for her panties, a lacy black wisp of fabric that looked sexy as hell against her pale, pink skin. With both hands, I pulled them down, over her thighs and calves. CaCee stepped daintily out of her underwear and leaned back against the desk, spreading her legs a little wider as she did. Her full, meaty lips were right in front of me. I wondered for a moment which way to go with her - slow and easy or down and dirty - but CaCee made the decision for me, reaching down to grab a handful of my hair and pulling my head up into the heat of her crotch. Suddenly my mouth was full of pussy, and my instincts just took over.
All the talk on the subject must have turned CaCee on, because she was already wet when I took my first lick, a deep, delving probe into the moist confines of her cunt. I explored inside her for a while, licking her walls, turning on the spigots of girljuice. CaCee’s hand was still in my hair, grinding me into her insistently as she made earthy noises of satisfaction: “Unnghhh … Ohhhh … ahhhh … Unnnghhhhh!!!!” She definitely seemed to be enjoying it.
By this time I was really turned on, too, by the whole situation. There I was, on my knees in the office, eating out this beautiful blonde who also happened to be my boss. I couldn’t wait to make her come. I grabbed onto her hips, my fingertips reaching back to the silky roundness of her buttocks as I pulled her forward and dug deeper into her. “Unnnnnhhh … ” she muttered. “Ohhh … my god! … long tongue!” That made me really happy, but my satisfied smile was hidden in the depths of her musky folds. She loosened her grip a bit, giving me more room to work, and I took the opportunity to run my tongue up and down the length of her lips, sucking gently at various spots along the way. The hand on my head was trembling now, but when I moved up to kiss her clit, it tightened. She tensed up with pleasure, then shook even more urgently as she jammed me back against her. “Ohhhh! Yeah! … do me there … oh god … right there!!!”
She obviously wanted a quick release, and I knew just what to do. Licking lightly over the underside of her clit, I teased it with the flat of my tongue, shaking my head back and forth to accentuate the feelings in her little nub. The volume of CaCee’s moans increased noticeably and I knew she was almost there. I took her clittie between my lips and sucked a bit while my tongue washed over its sensitive tip. That did it. CaCee’s body tensed, her back arched a bit, and both hands dug painfully into my hair. There was a little scream, smothered in her throat, then another, then a long, drawn-out “ahh” that had several hitches in it as her hips twitched in tempo with her voice. It was a really good come.
Once she settled down, CaCee pulled me up for a deep sweet “thank you” kiss, followed by a sarcastic “Yeah, you’ll do.” Then she added, wiping a bit of her juice from my chin, “Maybe I should have kept you for myself...”
Extracted from Serving Jessica by Milene on Literotica.com
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I got another surprise a couple months later when I saw the list of possible co-op assignments. Scanning down the page, I recognized a few agencies, etc., but what caught my eye was one entry about halfway down: “Personal Assistant - Jessica Simpson”. The music industry in general was my preferred area, and being a “Personal Assistant” seemed like a chance to really see things from the inside. Plus, while I’ve never been a fan of Jessica’s music, I’ve always thought she was smoldering hot. Just being around her would be incredibly exciting. I signed up immediately, and two months later was on a plane bound for Los Angeles.
When I got there, it turned out the job was just a little overstated. In reality, I was not to be Jessica’s personal assistant, but the assistant to her personal manager, her good friend CaCee Cobb. Still, it wasn’t a bad position, since CaCee pretty much ran everything in Jessica’s life. Jessica was really “hands-off” and for the most part clueless about the business side of things. CaCee handled some of the everyday business functions and also managed the entire household, especially now that Jessica had separated from Nick. I was actually surprised that CaCee was there, since I had heard she left Jessica a while back, but it seems that she came back, at least temporarily, to help Jessica after the split. She was once again living in the house, and as it turned out, I was able to do the same – an extra little perk that would allow me to save money, experience things first hand and, I hoped, meet some other celebrities. I was very excited.
For the most part, I was just a “gopher”, but I didn’t mind since I was still surrounded by the entertainment business. Since the house was our office, everything was very casual, including the dress, which usually amounted to cutoffs and tees, or casual skirts and dresses. That was another interesting thing: the entire staff seemed to be female. I couldn’t tell if this was by design or just coincidence, but in any case, it certainly made me feel comfortable coming in. On the other hand, because of my sexual preference, and since I had no current sexual outlet, it could also be a distraction. For example, during the first couple weeks, I often caught myself staring at the house secretary, Kelly, a cute little redhead whose full breasts and curvy body were a treat that was I just dying to sample. I had to watch myself so my hidden yearnings did not become obvious.
I really didn’t see much of Jessica. She left everything to CaCee, with whom I spent a lot of time over those first couple weeks, learning the routine and adjusting to my role. I was really impressed with her. CaCee was very business-like, always on top of things and always in control. She was also very attractive. When I took the position, I had thought about how exciting it would be to be around Jessica all the time. I had always thought that she was one of those girls who just oozed of natural sexuality, and that feeling only grew with the little time I spent with her. On the other hand, CaCee was also attractive and very sexy in her own right. Like Jessica, she was blonde, but taller and not as voluptuous. Her personality was different too - strong, smart, and confident, which really appealed to me, and made her, in my eyes, even more attractive than Jessica, though not as overtly sexy.
Unfortunately, about two weeks into my stay, I screwed up pretty badly. CaCee asked me to bring Jessica’s new car around. It was a very expensive little sports car, and the power surprised me. As I pulled it out of the garage, it suddenly surged forward and I lost control, driving into the concrete wall next to the drive. It really wasn’t my fault, but the bottom line was some serious damage to the front left side of the car.
I went to CaCee in tears, apologizing profusely, and though she was sympathetic, this was Jessica’s brand new car, her toy, her baby, and she wouldn’t be pleased. CaCee warned me that Jessica was not very tolerant about these things and that, unfortunately, she may have to let me go. I was devastated.
CaCee talked to Jessica and from what I could tell, it didn’t go so well, but she didn’t say anything the rest of the day. The next morning, however, she called me into her office to talk about “my situation”. A feeling of dread filled me as I stood there in front of her.
“Well, Jess is pretty pissed,” she said. “Her first reaction was ‘Just get rid of her.’ But I’m still hoping we can work something out. I like you and you do good work.” I thanked CaCee for her faith in me and held out hope that things would be okay. “Whatever I can do to make it up, I will,” I pleaded. “I really want to stay.”
CaCee was supportive, but she said that Jessica could be a real brat sometimes. Insurance would cover the cost, but she was really upset about her car, and CaCee had to find some way to appease her. She stood there staring off in space for a while, then looked at me, then off again. I could sense the gears working in her brain.
When she finally spoke, it was an odd change of topic. “You know, I saw you looking at Kelly the other day.” She paused, her eyes searching mine, like she was waiting for some reaction. “She’s a nice looking girl, isn’t she?”
She caught me off guard, but I could tell there was something more to her line of conversation. I worried that she had noticed my real interest in Kelly, and my defenses immediately rose, but I responded simply, “Uh … yeah, Kelly’s a cute girl. Seems pretty sweet, too. I like her.”
CaCee was eyeing me as I spoke. She seemed to be trying to interpret my response. Then, looking me straight in the eye, she continued, “Yeah, I could tell you like her. Actually, I think you like her a lot.”
Now I was really worried. It was clear that CaCee had figured out that I was gay. I never thought my sexual orientation would be an issue, especially in the entertainment business, but I was already in trouble, on shaky ground. Maybe CaCee and Jessica were homophobes, or their “Christian values” caused them to look at lesbians as “sinners”. Whatever it was, it didn’t look good.
“Hey, look,” I started. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but…”
CaCee interrupted before I could finish. “Don’t worry, Milene. I understand how you feel, and I’m perfectly cool with it. You like girls, right? It’s okay, really.”
I didn’t say anything, just looked at her, but my silence answered her question quite clearly. “I have no problem at all with your 'interests’, hon. I’ve been known to sample the 'soft side’ myself on occasion. So you’re not in trouble. In fact, this might help out with your other problem.”
Now she had my attention. Anything that could help me stay on as a co-op was definitely of interest to me. “How so?” I asked.
“Well,” she started, trying to choose her words properly, “I’m thinking maybe you can make up for your mistakes by providing some "extra services’ … like for another girl.” She paused again to let her meaning sink in. “Does that sound interesting?”
Now my mind was racing, trying to take in this totally unexpected proposal. It seemed almost like blackmail, forcing me to do this in return for her leniency, but at the same time, it was wildly exciting! As I thought things over, I looked at CaCee there before me. She looked beautiful in her light sundress, which did nothing to hide the lovely shape of her body. I knew that doing her would be more pleasure than obligation. I was imagining myself on my knees before her when she seemed to read my mind and broke into my private thoughts…
“I’m not talking about me, hon,” she said. “Though I am flattered.” She smiled to make me feel better. “I’m talking about the lady who pays the bills … Jessica.”
Wow, this was a shock. “Jessica?”, I asked. “Jessica’s gay?”
“Of course, not, silly,” she answered. “But lately she’s been 'branching out’. After the whole Nick fiasco and a couple of messy, short-lived flings, Jessica got really down and kind of swore off men for a while. But she has these needs, you know?” I nodded my understanding. “So lately she’s been trying the girl thing. It was my idea, actually - sexy, no-strings fun, mostly one-nighters, no drama. I told her how girls can really be better in a lot of ways: softer, longer lasting, more giving. And let me tell you, Jess seems to need a LOT of giving!” CaCee snickered at her own little joke. “Anyway, so far it’s worked out pretty good for her, I think. The only problem I’ve had is finding the right girls, ones who are interested in this, but also discreet. Jess has no desire to become the next celebrity sex show.”
Wow. This was definitely interesting, and I quickly told CaCee so, but I still had lots of questions. CaCee answered them all: This would have no impact on my other responsibilities, which thankfully, I would hold onto. These would be “extra duties”, which would usually be at night, in Jessica’s room, unless she was traveling and wanted to take me with her. I would be expected to be there whenever she wanted, to “service” her, with no additional compensation. And, to insure the discretion aspect, I’d have to sign a non-disclosure agreement, saying I would not reveal anything about the arrangement or my sessions with Jessica, with a hefty financial penalty if I broke it.
“Oh, and I like I said before,” CaCee continued, “She does need a lot of attention. I guess she has pretty strong needs. I can tell you that a couple of times, I tried hiring high-class call girls, and they were in there a long, long time. The last one even told me not to call her again - she just couldn’t eat that much pussy! Haaa!” CaCee really got a kick out of that comment. “That was almost a month ago, and Jess has been after me to find someone else. She’s definitely 'in need’.”
“Oh, and one more thing,” she went on, “don’t expect to get anything yourself. This is all about Jess, nothing more. She’s the classic pillow princess, if you know what I mean. Just wanted to warn you. But the good news is… you do get to keep your job.”
This was all so amazing to me, almost surreal. The idea that I was going to keep my position by making love to Jessica Simpson was just too incredible. Too incredible, but also too good to be true. I felt like I was winning on all counts. I told CaCee I was definitely in, and I hoped I could satisfy Jessica, though in my heart, I was sure I could. CaCee seemed happy. She said if this worked out, it would save her a lot of time and headaches.
Now CaCee was staring at me intently. “There’s just one other thing,” she said. “I need to make sure you’re good enough.” I didn’t understand, but then she backed up to her desk and beckoned me toward her. As I reached her, she hiked up her dress and with a firm hand on the top of my head, lowered me to my knees before her. “Go ahead,” she said looking intently into my eyes, “show me what you can do.”
Ahhh, I understood now. This was the test, the “interview”. Without hesitation, I reached for her panties, a lacy black wisp of fabric that looked sexy as hell against her pale, pink skin. With both hands, I pulled them down, over her thighs and calves. CaCee stepped daintily out of her underwear and leaned back against the desk, spreading her legs a little wider as she did. Her full, meaty lips were right in front of me. I wondered for a moment which way to go with her - slow and easy or down and dirty - but CaCee made the decision for me, reaching down to grab a handful of my hair and pulling my head up into the heat of her crotch. Suddenly my mouth was full of pussy, and my instincts just took over.
All the talk on the subject must have turned CaCee on, because she was already wet when I took my first lick, a deep, delving probe into the moist confines of her cunt. I explored inside her for a while, licking her walls, turning on the spigots of girljuice. CaCee’s hand was still in my hair, grinding me into her insistently as she made earthy noises of satisfaction: “Unnghhh … Ohhhh … ahhhh … Unnnghhhhh!!!!” She definitely seemed to be enjoying it.
By this time I was really turned on, too, by the whole situation. There I was, on my knees in the office, eating out this beautiful blonde who also happened to be my boss. I couldn’t wait to make her come. I grabbed onto her hips, my fingertips reaching back to the silky roundness of her buttocks as I pulled her forward and dug deeper into her. “Unnnnnhhh … ” she muttered. “Ohhh … my god! … long tongue!” That made me really happy, but my satisfied smile was hidden in the depths of her musky folds. She loosened her grip a bit, giving me more room to work, and I took the opportunity to run my tongue up and down the length of her lips, sucking gently at various spots along the way. The hand on my head was trembling now, but when I moved up to kiss her clit, it tightened. She tensed up with pleasure, then shook even more urgently as she jammed me back against her. “Ohhhh! Yeah! … do me there … oh god … right there!!!”
She obviously wanted a quick release, and I knew just what to do. Licking lightly over the underside of her clit, I teased it with the flat of my tongue, shaking my head back and forth to accentuate the feelings in her little nub. The volume of CaCee’s moans increased noticeably and I knew she was almost there. I took her clittie between my lips and sucked a bit while my tongue washed over its sensitive tip. That did it. CaCee’s body tensed, her back arched a bit, and both hands dug painfully into my hair. There was a little scream, smothered in her throat, then another, then a long, drawn-out “ahh” that had several hitches in it as her hips twitched in tempo with her voice. It was a really good come.
Once she settled down, CaCee pulled me up for a deep sweet “thank you” kiss, followed by a sarcastic “Yeah, you’ll do.” Then she added, wiping a bit of her juice from my chin, “Maybe I should have kept you for myself...”
Extracted from Serving Jessica by Milene on Literotica.com
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“Would you like a drink?” Linda called, as Carrie looked around the apartment. It was small, quant and obviously one bedroom, which gave her a bit of relief. She had been worried Linda might have a roommate, which scared her, as she definitely wanted Linda but did not want any company.
“Water,” Carrie replied, nervous now that they were in Linda’s apartment, despite her desire, Carrie found herself second guessing her acceptance of the offer, her lust cooling from earlier when she first spied Linda frantically fingering her gorgeous pink pussy to climax. Standing in the entryway, she set her bag down, idly looking around the room as Linda returned from the bedroom and headed to the kitchen. The blonde smirked at her, then opened a cupboard and grabbed a tall glass. Filling it from the tap, she took a long swallow, leaving it half full before bringing it to the slender Asian woman.
“Here you go,” Linda said, handing her the glass she had already drank from, “I don’t want you to get dehydrated,” Linda smirked, her mouth twisted suggestively as she handed over the glass. Despite their earlier, crazy encounter, Carrie blushed as she took the glass, feeling a slight tingle as she grazed Linda’s fingers. Draining the water, she looked around, wondering where to set the glass after quenching her thirst. The taller blonde plucked it from her fingers, sauntering back to the kitchen and pouring herself a smaller, second glass. Carrie watched as she drained it once more, setting the glass to the side.
Feeling incredibly self conscious, Carrie shifted on her feet as Linda approached, a small, seductive smile on her full, cherry lips. Despite their crazy, quick encounter earlier, Carrie was hesitant to make a move and simply stared at Linda as she walked closer, fidgeting and staring at her nervously. Face flushed, Carrie felt Linda’s hot breath on her cheek as the blonde grew close enough to touch, her large breasts almost pressed into her chest.
“What do we do now?” Carrie asked finally, as Linda simply stared down at her, firm chest swelling, her nipples now outlined against the fabric of her blouse. Tilting her head back, Carrie slowly raised her arms, to grab the sexy blonde around the waist. Linda simply watched her for a moment, feeling the other woman wrap her arms around her, feeling herself grow hotter by the moment as the sexual tension mounted. Almost whispering, Carrie gripped the other woman around the waist and pulled her close, loving the feel of her curvy, sexy body, “I’ve never done anything like this,” she said, thrilling at the feeling of Linda’s breasts pressed into her chest. Her own smaller tits were perky, firmly pressed into Linda’s chest, and Carrie felt herself grow very wet, the tight jeans uncomfortable.
“Really?” Linda asked, moderately surprised. Nodding, the Asian woman held her close, her hands staying put firmly on the small of her back. Reaching down, Linda grabbed her petite fingers, moving the older woman’s hands firmly down, to rest of her curvy backside. “Start there,” Linda said, enjoying the way the older woman’s face grew flushed, her breath coming in smaller gasps.
Carrie swallowed hard, staring into Linda’s blue eyes, feeling her warm, firm buttocks beneath the woman’s skirt. She could not believe she was standing there, or that Linda had already brought her to one mind bending orgasm at work. Wanting more, unsure how to ask, Carrie started to kneed Linda’s buttocks softly through her skirt. As she did, Linda’s eyes grew wider, her blue pupils dilating, indicating her mounting arousal. The blonde reached down and grabbed Carrie’s jean clad bottom, pulling the slender woman’s hips into hers, grinding her heated mound into the smaller Asian woman. A light gasp escaped Carrie’s lips as Linda returned her embrace, and Linda enjoyed the sensation of her delicate fingers caressing her butt while she ground her hot center into the older woman’s hips.
However, Linda was growing impatient and wanted more. “Carrie,” Linda finally murmured, as she started to grind harder against the petite woman, thinking about the sexy, crazy chat she had online. Letting go of the Asian woman, Linda pushed her back, forcing Carrie’s arms to let go of her ass. “Strip.” Dark eyes smoldering, Carrie started to remove her top first, then her jeans. Clad in her panties and bra, the older woman hesitated, staring at Linda as the younger woman licked her lips. “All the way,” she commanded, her tone growing harder. Quickly, she finished undressing, until she stood naked, her brown nipples firm, the aureola small on her perky, b-cup breasts. Linda was surprised at how soft, smooth the older woman’s skin was, despite their age difference, Carrie had the body of a twenty year old. “Now bend over,” Linda demanded, her nipples growing more stiff as she watched the other woman turn around, leaning on her couch. “Spread your legs,” she continued, stepping up to the smaller woman, and giving her ass a tiny slap.
“Oh,” Carrie gasped, surprised as she spread her legs, feeling a tingle up her spine as the buxom blonde gave her a tiny spanking. “More,” she whimpered. She had never felt so sexy, so turned on in her lift with her husband before that day and in her mind, she told herself, I’d do anything to make Linda happy. Toned legs spread wider than her shoulders, Carrie bent over the couch further, resting her chest and head on the sofa so she could look behind her. As she looked, Linda gave her ass a second spanking, harder this time. “Oh, oh,” Carrie moaned, louder this time, feeling incredibly dirty.
Face flushed, Linda stared at the petite Asian woman’s tight, spread ass cheeks, admiring her brown sphincter and seeing her slit was damp. Grabbing her ass cheeks, she spread Carrie apart, then smacked her again, loving the whimpering, moaning sounds her slaps elicited. Kneeling down, Linda kept thinking about her dirty chat earlier, unable to believe that after giving voice to so many of her secret desires, she was kneeling, about to lick her boss’s dripping, wet pussy for the first time. Inhaling deeply, Linda savored the musky smell of Carrie’s desire. One more slap, and then she resumed kneading the other woman’s buttocks, moving her face in between her spread globes to lick her out. For a moment, poised on the verge of pushing her mouth into Carrie’s luscious behind, Linda hesitated. The smell of her boss’s wet pussy, her glistening folds, were both tantalizing to her eyes, as she stared at the smaller woman’s dark nether lips.
“Are you going to lick me?” Carrie said, her voice soft, as she felt Linda’s hot breath against her folds. The blonde woman was kneeling between her legs, her beautiful face between her tight buttocks, nearly pushed into her pussy. Wanting the other woman to continue, but afraid to give voice to her desires, Carrie wiggled her butt slightly, pressing her inner thigh to the side of Linda’s head. The blonde’s hair tickled her as she wiggled her rear end, causing her to giggle slightly. “Please?” A hint of pleading entered her high pitch voice, as Carrie did not want to simply squat down on Linda’s upturned face, but she was also starting to feel increasingly anxious, her pussy throbbing with need.
Hearing her boss beg, Linda smiled slightly, turning her head and sucking, softly, at the older woman’s tight inner thigh. Groaning, Carrie arched her back, moving her hands to her breasts as she felt the blonde woman start to bite and lick at her sensitive flesh. Moaning, Carrie panted, high pitch voice thick with lust, “Please, lick me,” she begged, one hand stroking at her sensitive tips, her head in the clouds.
“I’ve never been with a woman before,” Linda confided, in between biting and nibbling the Asian woman’s sensitive, smooth skin. “Have you?”
“No,” Carrie replied, surprised at the confession from the younger woman. “Ever since you started working for me, I’ve been curious,” Carrie continued, squeezing her nipples harder as Linda’s mouth moved upwards, closer to her heated center. “Your body, your face,” Carrie whispered, “I’m never touchy feely with other team members, and for some reason, my fingers have always ached to touch you.”
Poised at the brink, Linda slid her tongue upwards, finally slipping her wet organ across the Asian woman’s dark outer labia, the flesh slick with her desire. “Yes,” Carrie whispered, “Oh, more, please.” Tasting her boss’s wet, slick pussy lips, Linda marveled at the sensation, slightly sweet and bitter at the same time. Intrigued, she pushed her tongue upwards, parting the older woman’s folds and opening her mouth wide as she did so. “Ohhh,” Carrie moaned, unable to resist pushing her buttocks back, forcing Linda’s extended tongue to slid as far into her overheated center as she could. With both hands, Linda gripped the Asian woman’s ass, starting to move her tongue all around her pussy, loving the taste. Feeling as Carrie moaned her delight the woman’s pussy start to juice, the blonde started to swallow her juices, gulping them down as the Asian woman started to moan louder, her voice even higher pitch.
“Cum for me,” Linda gasped, removing her tongue and spreading Carrie’s ass cheeks wider still. The petite Asian woman gasped as the blonde spread her firm cheeks wide. For a moment, Linda briefly considered sticking her tongue into her tight, puckered asshole, just like the woman in the chat begged her to do. Pushing the thought aside, the blonde resumed her licking, pushing her mouth back into her bosses tight, slick opening, sliding her tongue all around her succulent pussy lips.
“I’m going to cum,” Carrie cried, squeezing both of her nipples, her eyes rolling back in her head as Linda resumed her frantic licking and sucking. Mound on fire, the smooth cheeks of Linda’s face pressed against her inner thighs as the blonde found her clit, pink lips sucking hard. “Now,” she gasped, releasing her nipples and putting her hands on the couch, as her knees buckled. Feeling Linda suck her clit into her mouth, the Asian woman’s orgasm ripped through her body and rainbows exploded in her head. Carrie felt as though the universe had exploded in rippling, pulsating color as she came, feeling as though her climax was an infinite ripple of pleasure, her whole body pulsating in time with her twitching cunt. Swooning, she leaned heavily on the couch, almost unable to stand upright as her pussy squirted cum, over and over, into the Linda’s face, soaking her chin.
Surprised at the spray, Linda jerked her head back as Carrie’s pussy convulsed, soaking her lips and chin, the fluids of her massive climax dripping down her shirt. Still gripping the older woman’s buttocks, Linda moved one hand towards her center, using Carrie’s cum to wet her nether opening. Intent on her anal passage, Linda slapped the Asian woman’s ass, enjoying the whimpering sounds as her body shuddered. “Your ass is mine,” Linda whispered, sliding a finger into her backdoor, the digit slick with Carrie’s climax. Her finger penetrated the Asian woman’s tight ass with little resistance, sliding half way in, and Linda grew heated, desperate to do more to the petite woman’s forbidden entrance.
“I have to lay down,” Carrie whined, “I can’t take it anymore.” Reluctantly, Linda stood up, her knees a little sore from her oral ministrations, sliding her hand out of the Asian woman’s backdoor reluctantly. Standing upright, Linda grabbed the smaller woman’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Her nipples stiff, torn between her desire to explore Carrie’s forbidden orifice and getting the other woman to taste her, Linda gently pushed her boss onto the bed. “That was amazing,” Carrie whispered, her eyes slightly glazed over as she settled into the bed, her thighs slick and her brown nippled breasts pointing skyward. Licking her lips, she contemplated Linda’s curvy body, the younger woman still fully clothed. “Can I see you,” she begged, “Naked?” Linda smiled, her face flushed as she stripped off her top, her skirt and her bra as quickly as she could.
“I have a surprise for you, Carrie,” Linda said, as she climbed onto the bed. “But first,” she moved to sit next to her bosses face, kneeling on the bed and looking down at the petite Asian woman. “You need to return the favor.” Dark eyes wide, Carrie stared at the hot, naked blonde as she straddled her face, moving one toned, curvaceous hip astride her head and sitting so she could look down at her boss’s eyes as she positioned herself. With her thighs astride her boss’s face, Linda knelt over the petite, older woman and carefully placed her dripping pussy over Carrie’s mouth. “Eat my pussy,” the blonde commanded, her voice again taking on a strident tone. “Suck me dry.”
After twice cumming as a result of Linda’s novice, yet expert ministrations, Carrie was anxious to return the favor and make Linda scream in return. Her eyes were wide as she opened her mouth, Linda’s pink labia slick from her desire, positioned only a centimeter from her lips. Extending her tongue, Carrie started to lick the younger woman’s clit, using her hands to grab the other woman’s ass as Linda started to move her hips in a sinuous motion. “Yes, that’s it,” Linda cried, feeling Carrie’s lips begin sucking on her most sensitive spot, “Suck my clit.” The dirty talk only heightened the Asian woman’s excitement, as she started to take Linda’s clit and outer lips into her mouth, using her lips and tongue to stimulate the blonde bombshell.
Overheated, Linda could not last long, despite the amateurish tongue swabbing by Carrie, her pussy was on fire from the incredibly hot, kinky stimulation that day. In moments, the blonde was bucking her hips, frantically grinding her pussy against the older woman’s face, lost in ecstasy as she screamed, “Eat my pussy, Carrie.” Arching her back, Linda lost herself in the delicious feeling of Carrie’s lips and tongue, sucking, licking and eating her out. She reached down, grabbing Carrie’s long, black hair, forcing the older woman to keep her mouth positioned hard against her throbbing nether lips. “That’s it,” the blonde cried, starting to buck her hips frantically, working back and forth, “I’m gonna cum.” Grabbing Carrie’s hair, pulling the Asian woman’s head hard against her pussy, Linda cried out, starting to shake in orgasmic bliss as the older woman bit down on her clit. The painful yet pleasurable stimulation finally drove her over the edge, and she felt an orgasm burst forth, her hips, thighs and stomach rippling as she felt the mind blowing pleasure ripple through her curvaceous body. “Yes!”
Sucking hard, Carrie luxuriated in the taste of the younger woman’s sweet pussy, musky and familiar, as she felt Linda climax with her lips wrapped around her most sensitive spot. Her hands gripped the other woman’s buttocks, and she felt Linda grabbing her hair, almost painfully, forcing her mouth to stay fastened to Linda’s pink lips as the younger woman experienced a mind bending climax. Delirious, Carrie had never before experienced such a thrill, looking up at the younger woman’s voluptuous tits, her pert pink nipples sticking out like bullets. Watching her blue eyes roll back, Carrie gripped her firm, curvy ass cheeks in both hands as she felt Linda pull her face taught against her pussy as several small jets of cum oozed out of her cunt. Eventually, the blonde stopped grinding against her mouth and Linda released her hair, allowing Carrie to slump back down to the bed, dazed, her neck sore from bending her head up to suck and lick Linda’s delicious pussy for so long.
Grinding to a slow halt, Linda stopped and squeezed her nipples as the last echoes of her massive climax faded, her whole body feeling as if lightning bolts had shaken her core in steady bursts as Carrie’s moist, nubile tongue had worked her cunt. “That was incredible,” Linda whispered, moving her hips and then lifting herself off of the smaller woman’s face. “Thank you,” she said, looking down at Carrie’s slick lips, her damp cheeks slick with her intimate fluids. Bending down, Linda meet the older woman’s gaze, her blue eyes intent, and slowly pursed her lips. She had never kissed a woman before, but after feeling Carrie’s novice tongue skillfully bring her to a blistering climax, she wanted to finally kiss her, to taste her mouth. As she closed in, Carrie reached up, grabbing her hair and pulling her face towards her own, the Asian woman’s mouth wide. Linda’s pink lips parted as her tongue snaked out, meeting Carrie’s in a sinuous dance, luxuriating in the feeling of kissing another woman for the first time. Feeling satisfied, yet dying of curiosity to complete the act she had chatted about earlier, Linda broke the kiss and stared into Carrie’s brown eyes. “Now I want to eat your beautiful ass…”
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“Water,” Carrie replied, nervous now that they were in Linda’s apartment, despite her desire, Carrie found herself second guessing her acceptance of the offer, her lust cooling from earlier when she first spied Linda frantically fingering her gorgeous pink pussy to climax. Standing in the entryway, she set her bag down, idly looking around the room as Linda returned from the bedroom and headed to the kitchen. The blonde smirked at her, then opened a cupboard and grabbed a tall glass. Filling it from the tap, she took a long swallow, leaving it half full before bringing it to the slender Asian woman.
“Here you go,” Linda said, handing her the glass she had already drank from, “I don’t want you to get dehydrated,” Linda smirked, her mouth twisted suggestively as she handed over the glass. Despite their earlier, crazy encounter, Carrie blushed as she took the glass, feeling a slight tingle as she grazed Linda’s fingers. Draining the water, she looked around, wondering where to set the glass after quenching her thirst. The taller blonde plucked it from her fingers, sauntering back to the kitchen and pouring herself a smaller, second glass. Carrie watched as she drained it once more, setting the glass to the side.
Feeling incredibly self conscious, Carrie shifted on her feet as Linda approached, a small, seductive smile on her full, cherry lips. Despite their crazy, quick encounter earlier, Carrie was hesitant to make a move and simply stared at Linda as she walked closer, fidgeting and staring at her nervously. Face flushed, Carrie felt Linda’s hot breath on her cheek as the blonde grew close enough to touch, her large breasts almost pressed into her chest.
“What do we do now?” Carrie asked finally, as Linda simply stared down at her, firm chest swelling, her nipples now outlined against the fabric of her blouse. Tilting her head back, Carrie slowly raised her arms, to grab the sexy blonde around the waist. Linda simply watched her for a moment, feeling the other woman wrap her arms around her, feeling herself grow hotter by the moment as the sexual tension mounted. Almost whispering, Carrie gripped the other woman around the waist and pulled her close, loving the feel of her curvy, sexy body, “I’ve never done anything like this,” she said, thrilling at the feeling of Linda’s breasts pressed into her chest. Her own smaller tits were perky, firmly pressed into Linda’s chest, and Carrie felt herself grow very wet, the tight jeans uncomfortable.
“Really?” Linda asked, moderately surprised. Nodding, the Asian woman held her close, her hands staying put firmly on the small of her back. Reaching down, Linda grabbed her petite fingers, moving the older woman’s hands firmly down, to rest of her curvy backside. “Start there,” Linda said, enjoying the way the older woman’s face grew flushed, her breath coming in smaller gasps.
Carrie swallowed hard, staring into Linda’s blue eyes, feeling her warm, firm buttocks beneath the woman’s skirt. She could not believe she was standing there, or that Linda had already brought her to one mind bending orgasm at work. Wanting more, unsure how to ask, Carrie started to kneed Linda’s buttocks softly through her skirt. As she did, Linda’s eyes grew wider, her blue pupils dilating, indicating her mounting arousal. The blonde reached down and grabbed Carrie’s jean clad bottom, pulling the slender woman’s hips into hers, grinding her heated mound into the smaller Asian woman. A light gasp escaped Carrie’s lips as Linda returned her embrace, and Linda enjoyed the sensation of her delicate fingers caressing her butt while she ground her hot center into the older woman’s hips.
However, Linda was growing impatient and wanted more. “Carrie,” Linda finally murmured, as she started to grind harder against the petite woman, thinking about the sexy, crazy chat she had online. Letting go of the Asian woman, Linda pushed her back, forcing Carrie’s arms to let go of her ass. “Strip.” Dark eyes smoldering, Carrie started to remove her top first, then her jeans. Clad in her panties and bra, the older woman hesitated, staring at Linda as the younger woman licked her lips. “All the way,” she commanded, her tone growing harder. Quickly, she finished undressing, until she stood naked, her brown nipples firm, the aureola small on her perky, b-cup breasts. Linda was surprised at how soft, smooth the older woman’s skin was, despite their age difference, Carrie had the body of a twenty year old. “Now bend over,” Linda demanded, her nipples growing more stiff as she watched the other woman turn around, leaning on her couch. “Spread your legs,” she continued, stepping up to the smaller woman, and giving her ass a tiny slap.
“Oh,” Carrie gasped, surprised as she spread her legs, feeling a tingle up her spine as the buxom blonde gave her a tiny spanking. “More,” she whimpered. She had never felt so sexy, so turned on in her lift with her husband before that day and in her mind, she told herself, I’d do anything to make Linda happy. Toned legs spread wider than her shoulders, Carrie bent over the couch further, resting her chest and head on the sofa so she could look behind her. As she looked, Linda gave her ass a second spanking, harder this time. “Oh, oh,” Carrie moaned, louder this time, feeling incredibly dirty.
Face flushed, Linda stared at the petite Asian woman’s tight, spread ass cheeks, admiring her brown sphincter and seeing her slit was damp. Grabbing her ass cheeks, she spread Carrie apart, then smacked her again, loving the whimpering, moaning sounds her slaps elicited. Kneeling down, Linda kept thinking about her dirty chat earlier, unable to believe that after giving voice to so many of her secret desires, she was kneeling, about to lick her boss’s dripping, wet pussy for the first time. Inhaling deeply, Linda savored the musky smell of Carrie’s desire. One more slap, and then she resumed kneading the other woman’s buttocks, moving her face in between her spread globes to lick her out. For a moment, poised on the verge of pushing her mouth into Carrie’s luscious behind, Linda hesitated. The smell of her boss’s wet pussy, her glistening folds, were both tantalizing to her eyes, as she stared at the smaller woman’s dark nether lips.
“Are you going to lick me?” Carrie said, her voice soft, as she felt Linda’s hot breath against her folds. The blonde woman was kneeling between her legs, her beautiful face between her tight buttocks, nearly pushed into her pussy. Wanting the other woman to continue, but afraid to give voice to her desires, Carrie wiggled her butt slightly, pressing her inner thigh to the side of Linda’s head. The blonde’s hair tickled her as she wiggled her rear end, causing her to giggle slightly. “Please?” A hint of pleading entered her high pitch voice, as Carrie did not want to simply squat down on Linda’s upturned face, but she was also starting to feel increasingly anxious, her pussy throbbing with need.
Hearing her boss beg, Linda smiled slightly, turning her head and sucking, softly, at the older woman’s tight inner thigh. Groaning, Carrie arched her back, moving her hands to her breasts as she felt the blonde woman start to bite and lick at her sensitive flesh. Moaning, Carrie panted, high pitch voice thick with lust, “Please, lick me,” she begged, one hand stroking at her sensitive tips, her head in the clouds.
“I’ve never been with a woman before,” Linda confided, in between biting and nibbling the Asian woman’s sensitive, smooth skin. “Have you?”
“No,” Carrie replied, surprised at the confession from the younger woman. “Ever since you started working for me, I’ve been curious,” Carrie continued, squeezing her nipples harder as Linda’s mouth moved upwards, closer to her heated center. “Your body, your face,” Carrie whispered, “I’m never touchy feely with other team members, and for some reason, my fingers have always ached to touch you.”
Poised at the brink, Linda slid her tongue upwards, finally slipping her wet organ across the Asian woman’s dark outer labia, the flesh slick with her desire. “Yes,” Carrie whispered, “Oh, more, please.” Tasting her boss’s wet, slick pussy lips, Linda marveled at the sensation, slightly sweet and bitter at the same time. Intrigued, she pushed her tongue upwards, parting the older woman’s folds and opening her mouth wide as she did so. “Ohhh,” Carrie moaned, unable to resist pushing her buttocks back, forcing Linda’s extended tongue to slid as far into her overheated center as she could. With both hands, Linda gripped the Asian woman’s ass, starting to move her tongue all around her pussy, loving the taste. Feeling as Carrie moaned her delight the woman’s pussy start to juice, the blonde started to swallow her juices, gulping them down as the Asian woman started to moan louder, her voice even higher pitch.
“Cum for me,” Linda gasped, removing her tongue and spreading Carrie’s ass cheeks wider still. The petite Asian woman gasped as the blonde spread her firm cheeks wide. For a moment, Linda briefly considered sticking her tongue into her tight, puckered asshole, just like the woman in the chat begged her to do. Pushing the thought aside, the blonde resumed her licking, pushing her mouth back into her bosses tight, slick opening, sliding her tongue all around her succulent pussy lips.
“I’m going to cum,” Carrie cried, squeezing both of her nipples, her eyes rolling back in her head as Linda resumed her frantic licking and sucking. Mound on fire, the smooth cheeks of Linda’s face pressed against her inner thighs as the blonde found her clit, pink lips sucking hard. “Now,” she gasped, releasing her nipples and putting her hands on the couch, as her knees buckled. Feeling Linda suck her clit into her mouth, the Asian woman’s orgasm ripped through her body and rainbows exploded in her head. Carrie felt as though the universe had exploded in rippling, pulsating color as she came, feeling as though her climax was an infinite ripple of pleasure, her whole body pulsating in time with her twitching cunt. Swooning, she leaned heavily on the couch, almost unable to stand upright as her pussy squirted cum, over and over, into the Linda’s face, soaking her chin.
Surprised at the spray, Linda jerked her head back as Carrie’s pussy convulsed, soaking her lips and chin, the fluids of her massive climax dripping down her shirt. Still gripping the older woman’s buttocks, Linda moved one hand towards her center, using Carrie’s cum to wet her nether opening. Intent on her anal passage, Linda slapped the Asian woman’s ass, enjoying the whimpering sounds as her body shuddered. “Your ass is mine,” Linda whispered, sliding a finger into her backdoor, the digit slick with Carrie’s climax. Her finger penetrated the Asian woman’s tight ass with little resistance, sliding half way in, and Linda grew heated, desperate to do more to the petite woman’s forbidden entrance.
“I have to lay down,” Carrie whined, “I can’t take it anymore.” Reluctantly, Linda stood up, her knees a little sore from her oral ministrations, sliding her hand out of the Asian woman’s backdoor reluctantly. Standing upright, Linda grabbed the smaller woman’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Her nipples stiff, torn between her desire to explore Carrie’s forbidden orifice and getting the other woman to taste her, Linda gently pushed her boss onto the bed. “That was amazing,” Carrie whispered, her eyes slightly glazed over as she settled into the bed, her thighs slick and her brown nippled breasts pointing skyward. Licking her lips, she contemplated Linda’s curvy body, the younger woman still fully clothed. “Can I see you,” she begged, “Naked?” Linda smiled, her face flushed as she stripped off her top, her skirt and her bra as quickly as she could.
“I have a surprise for you, Carrie,” Linda said, as she climbed onto the bed. “But first,” she moved to sit next to her bosses face, kneeling on the bed and looking down at the petite Asian woman. “You need to return the favor.” Dark eyes wide, Carrie stared at the hot, naked blonde as she straddled her face, moving one toned, curvaceous hip astride her head and sitting so she could look down at her boss’s eyes as she positioned herself. With her thighs astride her boss’s face, Linda knelt over the petite, older woman and carefully placed her dripping pussy over Carrie’s mouth. “Eat my pussy,” the blonde commanded, her voice again taking on a strident tone. “Suck me dry.”
After twice cumming as a result of Linda’s novice, yet expert ministrations, Carrie was anxious to return the favor and make Linda scream in return. Her eyes were wide as she opened her mouth, Linda’s pink labia slick from her desire, positioned only a centimeter from her lips. Extending her tongue, Carrie started to lick the younger woman’s clit, using her hands to grab the other woman’s ass as Linda started to move her hips in a sinuous motion. “Yes, that’s it,” Linda cried, feeling Carrie’s lips begin sucking on her most sensitive spot, “Suck my clit.” The dirty talk only heightened the Asian woman’s excitement, as she started to take Linda’s clit and outer lips into her mouth, using her lips and tongue to stimulate the blonde bombshell.
Overheated, Linda could not last long, despite the amateurish tongue swabbing by Carrie, her pussy was on fire from the incredibly hot, kinky stimulation that day. In moments, the blonde was bucking her hips, frantically grinding her pussy against the older woman’s face, lost in ecstasy as she screamed, “Eat my pussy, Carrie.” Arching her back, Linda lost herself in the delicious feeling of Carrie’s lips and tongue, sucking, licking and eating her out. She reached down, grabbing Carrie’s long, black hair, forcing the older woman to keep her mouth positioned hard against her throbbing nether lips. “That’s it,” the blonde cried, starting to buck her hips frantically, working back and forth, “I’m gonna cum.” Grabbing Carrie’s hair, pulling the Asian woman’s head hard against her pussy, Linda cried out, starting to shake in orgasmic bliss as the older woman bit down on her clit. The painful yet pleasurable stimulation finally drove her over the edge, and she felt an orgasm burst forth, her hips, thighs and stomach rippling as she felt the mind blowing pleasure ripple through her curvaceous body. “Yes!”
Sucking hard, Carrie luxuriated in the taste of the younger woman’s sweet pussy, musky and familiar, as she felt Linda climax with her lips wrapped around her most sensitive spot. Her hands gripped the other woman’s buttocks, and she felt Linda grabbing her hair, almost painfully, forcing her mouth to stay fastened to Linda’s pink lips as the younger woman experienced a mind bending climax. Delirious, Carrie had never before experienced such a thrill, looking up at the younger woman’s voluptuous tits, her pert pink nipples sticking out like bullets. Watching her blue eyes roll back, Carrie gripped her firm, curvy ass cheeks in both hands as she felt Linda pull her face taught against her pussy as several small jets of cum oozed out of her cunt. Eventually, the blonde stopped grinding against her mouth and Linda released her hair, allowing Carrie to slump back down to the bed, dazed, her neck sore from bending her head up to suck and lick Linda’s delicious pussy for so long.
Grinding to a slow halt, Linda stopped and squeezed her nipples as the last echoes of her massive climax faded, her whole body feeling as if lightning bolts had shaken her core in steady bursts as Carrie’s moist, nubile tongue had worked her cunt. “That was incredible,” Linda whispered, moving her hips and then lifting herself off of the smaller woman’s face. “Thank you,” she said, looking down at Carrie’s slick lips, her damp cheeks slick with her intimate fluids. Bending down, Linda meet the older woman’s gaze, her blue eyes intent, and slowly pursed her lips. She had never kissed a woman before, but after feeling Carrie’s novice tongue skillfully bring her to a blistering climax, she wanted to finally kiss her, to taste her mouth. As she closed in, Carrie reached up, grabbing her hair and pulling her face towards her own, the Asian woman’s mouth wide. Linda’s pink lips parted as her tongue snaked out, meeting Carrie’s in a sinuous dance, luxuriating in the feeling of kissing another woman for the first time. Feeling satisfied, yet dying of curiosity to complete the act she had chatted about earlier, Linda broke the kiss and stared into Carrie’s brown eyes. “Now I want to eat your beautiful ass…”
Extracted from Lesbian Chat Leads To More Ch. 02 by jill_gates_writer on Literotica.com
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