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"I want your mouth on them." Joanna growled into Zara's ear before catching the lobe in her teeth.
Instantly obliging, Zara shimmied down the slender figure so her mouth was in line with the Professor's nipples. However, before she could bring her mouth to them, Joanna had balled Zara's silky hair in her fist, guiding the girl to the desired spot.
Instinctively, Zara's tongue swirled over and around the pebbled skin, pleased when she heard the older woman emit a moan of pleasure. She repeated the process on the opposite nipple as her fingers continued to stimulate the vacant area.
"Suck them." Joanna breathed hoarsely and Zara felt her writhe deliciously beneath her as she obliged.
Once she'd contented herself with Joanna's breasts, a combination of inexperience and enthusiasm saw Zara's mouth and hands roam over every available inch of the older woman's body: the indent of the elbow, bump on the wrist, the base of her ribs. Not that she seemed to be doing a bad job, Joanna had lessened her firm grip of Zara and was slowly starting to lose herself.
The young woman crept further down Joanna's almost naked body, marvelling at its contours and the soft smooth texture. Either by chance or design the towel still covered her pelvis and tops of her thighs. Zara went to remove the material but pulled up; she'd waited this long, what was another few minutes? Someone had recently enlightened her to the concept of anticipation.
Her eager mouth trailed down Joanna's slender legs, long legs, legs that just kept going. Zara kissed the inside of her thighs, teeth grazing the inside of her knee before trailing her tongue all the way down Joanna's toned calf, to the jut of her ankle. This earned her another throaty moan and she was about to work her way back up, lost in the trance of pleasuring Joanna when her reverie was disturbed. "I need your-" The woman began hoarsely before clearing her throat. "I want your mouth, Zara."
Zara complied, a proud, troublesome grin spreading across her full lips as her hands ran up those smooth soft thighs before coming to the sliver of towel. Taking a steadying breath, the girl stripped the white material away. "My God." She breathed, gazing down at the naked woman before her, drinking her in as Zara's hands slowly caressed the top of her thighs. She was perfect.
As her fingers took their time in reaching between Joanna's now open legs, Zara's brain whizzed at a million miles an hour as a stomach jolting thought hit her. The brunette's months of fantasising and intrigue had all centred around Joanna pleasuring her, getting her off. Selfishly, Zara didn't have a grand plan for returning the favour.
The troubling thought must have shown on the girl's pretty face, for Joanna pushed herself up onto her elbows. Zara winced at the movement, she didn't want to be scolded, not right then. "What's wrong Zara?" She asked softly.
"Oh, eh, nothing." Zara frowned, eyes firmly on the prize which she hastily moved her hand towards. However, in an impressively quick motion, Joanna's stomach muscles contracted and she sat up, catching the girl's hand before it reached her.
"Come here." Joanna instructed in a surprisingly gentle tone, her free hand wrapping around Zara's shoulders, pulling the two women close before reassuringly kissing the young woman's lips. "Tell me what's wrong."
She must be made of stone, Zara thought to herself. Her hand was mere inches from Joanna's folds and the way their bare torsos pressed together was causing her ripples of pleasure. Zara swallowed. "I, eh, I." She stammered. "I mean I've done it before." She said quickly, "But I, I was drunk. Didn't really care if... Care if, you know," She took a steadying breath and her eyes reluctantly met Joanna's. "I just want to be good at it."
"You already are." She encouraged before guiding Zara's hand into her wetness. Their mouths locked again and Joanna pulled the young woman with her as she fell back into the bed.
It was a true oversight on Zara's part having not fantasised about pleasuring Joanna. The way the woman's naked body moved under her explorations and the noises she emitted intensified the young woman's own arousal. But no, this was about Joanna and now that her fingers had taken in the contours and folds, Zara moved towards her opening...
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Instantly obliging, Zara shimmied down the slender figure so her mouth was in line with the Professor's nipples. However, before she could bring her mouth to them, Joanna had balled Zara's silky hair in her fist, guiding the girl to the desired spot.
Instinctively, Zara's tongue swirled over and around the pebbled skin, pleased when she heard the older woman emit a moan of pleasure. She repeated the process on the opposite nipple as her fingers continued to stimulate the vacant area.
"Suck them." Joanna breathed hoarsely and Zara felt her writhe deliciously beneath her as she obliged.
Once she'd contented herself with Joanna's breasts, a combination of inexperience and enthusiasm saw Zara's mouth and hands roam over every available inch of the older woman's body: the indent of the elbow, bump on the wrist, the base of her ribs. Not that she seemed to be doing a bad job, Joanna had lessened her firm grip of Zara and was slowly starting to lose herself.
The young woman crept further down Joanna's almost naked body, marvelling at its contours and the soft smooth texture. Either by chance or design the towel still covered her pelvis and tops of her thighs. Zara went to remove the material but pulled up; she'd waited this long, what was another few minutes? Someone had recently enlightened her to the concept of anticipation.
Her eager mouth trailed down Joanna's slender legs, long legs, legs that just kept going. Zara kissed the inside of her thighs, teeth grazing the inside of her knee before trailing her tongue all the way down Joanna's toned calf, to the jut of her ankle. This earned her another throaty moan and she was about to work her way back up, lost in the trance of pleasuring Joanna when her reverie was disturbed. "I need your-" The woman began hoarsely before clearing her throat. "I want your mouth, Zara."
Zara complied, a proud, troublesome grin spreading across her full lips as her hands ran up those smooth soft thighs before coming to the sliver of towel. Taking a steadying breath, the girl stripped the white material away. "My God." She breathed, gazing down at the naked woman before her, drinking her in as Zara's hands slowly caressed the top of her thighs. She was perfect.
As her fingers took their time in reaching between Joanna's now open legs, Zara's brain whizzed at a million miles an hour as a stomach jolting thought hit her. The brunette's months of fantasising and intrigue had all centred around Joanna pleasuring her, getting her off. Selfishly, Zara didn't have a grand plan for returning the favour.
The troubling thought must have shown on the girl's pretty face, for Joanna pushed herself up onto her elbows. Zara winced at the movement, she didn't want to be scolded, not right then. "What's wrong Zara?" She asked softly.
"Oh, eh, nothing." Zara frowned, eyes firmly on the prize which she hastily moved her hand towards. However, in an impressively quick motion, Joanna's stomach muscles contracted and she sat up, catching the girl's hand before it reached her.
"Come here." Joanna instructed in a surprisingly gentle tone, her free hand wrapping around Zara's shoulders, pulling the two women close before reassuringly kissing the young woman's lips. "Tell me what's wrong."
She must be made of stone, Zara thought to herself. Her hand was mere inches from Joanna's folds and the way their bare torsos pressed together was causing her ripples of pleasure. Zara swallowed. "I, eh, I." She stammered. "I mean I've done it before." She said quickly, "But I, I was drunk. Didn't really care if... Care if, you know," She took a steadying breath and her eyes reluctantly met Joanna's. "I just want to be good at it."
"You already are." She encouraged before guiding Zara's hand into her wetness. Their mouths locked again and Joanna pulled the young woman with her as she fell back into the bed.
It was a true oversight on Zara's part having not fantasised about pleasuring Joanna. The way the woman's naked body moved under her explorations and the noises she emitted intensified the young woman's own arousal. But no, this was about Joanna and now that her fingers had taken in the contours and folds, Zara moved towards her opening...
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