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Sunday morning hit a little harder than one would have liked, nonetheless the young woman was determined to make the most of her day; her shared apartment was a mess, she had no food in and, despite the rain which was so heavy it had woken her before it was even light out, going for a jog was the best way to shake the hangover. She might even, but most likely not, work on a design which was due this week. However, these grand plans could wait another hour… Flipping to the cool side of the pillow, the brunette buried back down into her bed and shut her eyes, however, after twenty minutes of tossing and turning she lay on her back, frustrated. She trailed neatly manicured fingers over her exposed midriff as she thought about last night, about Joanna. The younger woman had, several times, been attracted to women, Hell she’d been with a couple. However, drunken forays in your early twenties were one thing. But this, this thing with Joanna was different. A piercing look shouldn’t be enough to jolt her stomach and have her thinking about being alone with her. No, not just being with her, giving herself to the older woman.
Her tight body quickly responding to the self-stimulus. She continued to explore her own body, lightly grazing her nails over her large breasts, causing her nipples to stiffen. Roughly, she grabbed at herself, closing her eyes and wincing as she mauled with her breasts in frustration. Where had this come from?! Her right hand trailed back down her midriff and slipped into her panties, over her neatly trimmed pubis. Running two fingers over her slit, she retracted them, wet them in her mouth, a string of saliva briefly continuing the connection between the digits and her lips before she returned them to her cunt. Dipping her lubricated middle finger into herself, she released the wetness and spread it over her cleft. All the while her left hand worked her left nipple.
The young woman’s mind raced and she replayed the evening; the pair were standing outside the bar and instead of going their separate ways, Joanna gently reached for Faye’s slender face, caressing her cheek before shifting her hand into her hair and guiding their mouths together. Imagining a tender yet definite embrace, Faye’s fingers danced over her clit, causing her a throaty moan to escape her lips. The kiss quickly became stronger; that experienced mouth trailing down the younger woman’s throat, pulling her hair to gain more exposure of the flesh. The two women were suddenly in a nondescript bedroom. Faye was bent over the edge of the bed, her jeans and briefs pulled down to her knees as Joanna stood behind her. Faye turned over in her own bed, burying her face in her pillow and gliding her now slick fingers over her clit.
Meanwhile, Joanna kneeled down behind her, soft hands running up the back of Faye’s thigh, before the long awaited sting of the Professor’s palm on her bum. “Do you want to cum, baby?” She cooed, her hands getting dangerously close to, Faye’s sex as the young woman nodded and pleaded. Faye shuddered as she imagined droplets of spit landing between her cheeks and running down her slit. Suddenly Joanna had thrust two fingers into her and was pumping in hard determined motions.
A thin layer of sweat was forming on Faye’s body as she furiously rubbed at herself. Her whole body quivered as she imagined Joanna adding another finger, stretching her, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Faye moaned loudly as she used both hands; one to thrust two fingers in and out of her tight pussy and the other one to toy with her clit. She was almost there as she imagined, the older woman pulling at her hair. “Tell me you love it, Faye. Tell me you want me to use you.” Of course she did, murmuring so into her pillow. It was then that Joanna pulled harder on her hair, exposing the soft flesh of her neck before biting down. Without needing to think about it, Faye’s slender fingers formed a come hither motion, causing friction against that really sensitive spot. This stimulus, plus the thought of, Joanna’s fingers working her mercilessly was enough to have Faye’s toned body shuddering. Alone, on her belly with panties around her knees, her cunt milked the two digits as she applied a plentiful amount of pressure to her clit to prolong the exquisite climax...
Extracted from Blueprints Ch. 01 by Camera Obscura on e
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Her tight body quickly responding to the self-stimulus. She continued to explore her own body, lightly grazing her nails over her large breasts, causing her nipples to stiffen. Roughly, she grabbed at herself, closing her eyes and wincing as she mauled with her breasts in frustration. Where had this come from?! Her right hand trailed back down her midriff and slipped into her panties, over her neatly trimmed pubis. Running two fingers over her slit, she retracted them, wet them in her mouth, a string of saliva briefly continuing the connection between the digits and her lips before she returned them to her cunt. Dipping her lubricated middle finger into herself, she released the wetness and spread it over her cleft. All the while her left hand worked her left nipple.
The young woman’s mind raced and she replayed the evening; the pair were standing outside the bar and instead of going their separate ways, Joanna gently reached for Faye’s slender face, caressing her cheek before shifting her hand into her hair and guiding their mouths together. Imagining a tender yet definite embrace, Faye’s fingers danced over her clit, causing her a throaty moan to escape her lips. The kiss quickly became stronger; that experienced mouth trailing down the younger woman’s throat, pulling her hair to gain more exposure of the flesh. The two women were suddenly in a nondescript bedroom. Faye was bent over the edge of the bed, her jeans and briefs pulled down to her knees as Joanna stood behind her. Faye turned over in her own bed, burying her face in her pillow and gliding her now slick fingers over her clit.
Meanwhile, Joanna kneeled down behind her, soft hands running up the back of Faye’s thigh, before the long awaited sting of the Professor’s palm on her bum. “Do you want to cum, baby?” She cooed, her hands getting dangerously close to, Faye’s sex as the young woman nodded and pleaded. Faye shuddered as she imagined droplets of spit landing between her cheeks and running down her slit. Suddenly Joanna had thrust two fingers into her and was pumping in hard determined motions.
A thin layer of sweat was forming on Faye’s body as she furiously rubbed at herself. Her whole body quivered as she imagined Joanna adding another finger, stretching her, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Faye moaned loudly as she used both hands; one to thrust two fingers in and out of her tight pussy and the other one to toy with her clit. She was almost there as she imagined, the older woman pulling at her hair. “Tell me you love it, Faye. Tell me you want me to use you.” Of course she did, murmuring so into her pillow. It was then that Joanna pulled harder on her hair, exposing the soft flesh of her neck before biting down. Without needing to think about it, Faye’s slender fingers formed a come hither motion, causing friction against that really sensitive spot. This stimulus, plus the thought of, Joanna’s fingers working her mercilessly was enough to have Faye’s toned body shuddering. Alone, on her belly with panties around her knees, her cunt milked the two digits as she applied a plentiful amount of pressure to her clit to prolong the exquisite climax...
Extracted from Blueprints Ch. 01 by Camera Obscura on e
#erotica #literotica #fayereagan #panties #masturbation #bigtits #puffies #redhead #twitter
