| Lesbian: Lusty Liaisons: Amanda, Continued (1/2) |
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As Amanda lay back against the cushions in a boneless sprawl, I lightly trailed my fingertips over her breasts and stomach, watching the sensitized skin quiver at my touch. “You’re so beautiful,” I said before I leaned down to kiss her. Her lips met mine and opened, allowing my tongue to sweep in, and what started out as a gentle dueling of tongues turned into a frantic devouring of each other. Amanda’s arms came around me and she fisted her hands in my hair, holding my head still as her mouth left mine and took nips of my neck as she pressed and rubbed her body against me. It was scary how intense my feelings for this girl were, how hard I wanted to fuck her. She must have felt the same way, because her death grip on my hair had not lessened. Her mouth locked back on mine, my hands now wrapped in her hair also, I pulled her up from the couch and toward my bedroom. We tumbled down onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs, kissing while we fought a silent battle for who would be on top. “Uh huh, it’s my turn,” Amanda said as she captured my wrists and pressed them to the mattress. Wedging her knee between mine, she parted my thighs and settled between them as she kissed her way down to my breasts. Releasing my wrists, her hands caressed and shaped them, the hungry, fascinated look on her face causing my nipples to pucker, begging for attention too. Her moist mouth closed over one, and she sucked deep and strong. My hand pressed her head closer and my hips arched up as the pleasure-pain caused my womb to contract. My head thrashed from side to side as she sucked on the other nipple, and she slipped a finger inside me. She lifted her head from my breast and looked into my eyes, hers full of wonder and delight as stroked my inner walls. Amanda placed a quick kiss on my lips before she started moving down my body with the excitement of a kid in a candy store. Spreading my knees wide, she said, “Maybe we should stack pillows under here for you to rest against, because your legs are going to be in this position for a long, long time.” I laughed at the seriousness of her expression as I stretched my arms above me and snagged all the pillows piled against the headboard. The urge to laugh faded as I looked at her golden head between my legs, saw the look of joy on her face as she explored me. She pushed two fingers inside of me and then pulled them out, in and out, in and out, until they were slippery with my juice. Rubbing her wet fingertips back and forth over my clit, she buried her nose in my close-cropped thatch of hair and inhaled before she stuck out her tongue and tasted me, like a cat delicately lapping up cream. The strokes of her tongue soon became firmer, more confident. She licked and then sucked every fold and crease, her teeth lightly scraping. She ate my pussy like it was a juicy peach and I wanted to grind her face into me hard, I wanted to flip her on her back and fuck her with my tongue, I wanted to explode. Lifting her head, |
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