For Lesbians! ,....2

"You are so fucking sexy," I tell you "I want to put my mouth on you, all over you body." But I don't do it. I stand close, but I don't touch.

"I want to taste your pussy. I want to lick your breasts." I reach out a finger and move your hair just slightly so that it brushes your shoulder. "I want to hear the way you moan when I make you cum."

I gently touch one finger on your shoulder. "Are you nervous yet?"

You smile but you don't answer.

I slip my finger under the strap of your bra and ease if off the shoulder so it hangs down on your arm. I move over to the other side and touch my finger on the skin of your shoulder.

"Not even a little bit nervous?"

"Maybe a little," you admit.

I hook the second bra strap off the shoulder. I can see the way the top of your bra is flagging and your breasts are right there in front of me, I can almost see. I'm naked and so fucking horny, I want to rush in. I want to rip away your underwear and fuck you.

"I really want to fuck you," I tell you.

You make a little noise in your throat that tells me that you want the same.

I walk behind you and unclip your bra. My nipples just brush your back as I pull the bra down off you. I feel the surge through my body. My breath catches in my throat and I know you can hear me.

I remain standing behind you. Your breasts are in the open air just in front of me but out of sight. I whisper in your ear.

"I want to lick your nipples. I want to take them in my mouth and flick my tongue on them until your panties get so wet that I can see the damp patch."

I wonder if your panties are already getting wet.

I walk round in front of you and let my eyes take in your naked chest -- your breasts beautiful and so tempting just a few inches from me. I put a finger on your lips and you open your mouth taking my finger inside, licking it. I withdraw it and I touch your nipple with the wet finger. You gasp and tremble a little. I can feel you trying to lean forward into me without actually moving.

I put my hands on your waist and slide up to cup your breasts in my palms. I brush your nipples with my thumbs and I lean in close enough to lick your mouth.

"I'm going to lick your pussy," I tell you. "I'm going to run my tongue up and down over your clit."

You want it now but I haven't started -- I'm just telling you what to expect.

"Tell me you want me to."

"I want you to."

"Tell me you want my mouth on your pussy."

"I want it."

"Say the words," I pinch your nipple. "Say pussy."

"I want you mouth on my pussy."

I run my finger down the centre of your chest. "Say fuck."

"Fuck."

"Say cunt."

"Cunt."

"Tell me you want me to fuck you."

"I want you to fuck me, right now."

"I'm going to make you cum." I put my finger on your mouth again. "But not yet..."

I kneel in front of you. Your pussy is just inches from my face, hidden only by those pretty black panties. I can feel the heat of you; your tension is like a heat haze over your skin. I lean in close and I let my nose touch the flowers, softly. You try to lean in closer but I back off. You wiggle your hips a little, trying to move your legs apart without moving your feet.

I place my hands on your thighs. Rubbing my thumbs slightly, just so you know where both my hands are. Then I kiss your panties, a gentle, maiden kiss. You shiver at the touch. I open my mouth and rub my lips up and down on your panties. Then I kiss you fully. A French kiss on your flowers, my tongue licking at the material making it wet from both sides.

I stand up slowly. "I'm so fucking hot right now," I tell you. I'm going to touch my pussy. I do. I let my finger brush gently on my own pussy. "It feels so good," I tell you, "it's so hot; so fucking wet."

I know yours is too. I push my finger into myself a little to get it properly wet. I know you hear the way it makes me gasp a little.

"Do you want to taste it?"

"Yes."

"Tell me."

"I want to taste your pussy."

I put my finger on your lips and you lick it. I lean in and kiss you. Your mouth is hot and hungry; your tongue pushing into my mouth. You raise your hands a little, maybe just for balance, maybe as an instinct to get hold of me. But you don't touch. I pull back again.

"I'm going to take off your panties," I tell you. "I'm going to take them off and I'm going to lick your pussy." I run a finger down your chest and circle your nipple. "You're not allowed to cum, not yet."

I kneel in front of you. My mouth so close that I think you'll be able to feel me breathe. I touch my pussy and I tell you. "I'm touching myself. It's so hot."

"I want you to lick my pussy," you tell me.

I take your panties with my hands and I pull them down to your knees. I pause, your pussy right in front of me, my fingers touching my own, gently on the edge.

I lick you; long strokes of my tongue. Lapping at you like a thirsty cat. You put your hand on my head. I stop and lick my lips. I stand up slowly and then I kiss you. I bite at your lip and I cup your breast in my hand.

"I want to fuck you," I tell you. "I want to fuck you until you scream." I lick your mouth and you try to bite me.

I put one finger on your lips and you kiss it. "I'm only going to use one finger." I tell you. "And I'm only going to put it in once." I push my finger into your mouth as a demonstration.

"I'm only going to put it in once but when I do you're going to cum." I take my finger out of your mouth. I step up so that we touch; my chest on yours; my mouth on yours.

"You're not going to cum before I put it in," I warn you. I rock my hips on you, rubbing your pussy with mine and I can feel you shaking. You want to cum already. I step away.

"I'm going to make you cum," I promise, "but not quite yet."

I kneel down again and take your hips in my hands. I start to lick you, gentle strokes of my mouth on your pussy. You're trembling and I can tell you're on the edge of control. I push a little harder, my lips pressing on your clit, my tongue seeking your open pussy, pushing into you. Your hands are on the back of my head, your fingers in my hair. I push harder and you shake so much I don't think you can hold on. You pull my hair as you bunch your fists and push me against you. You rock your hips as you start to fuck my face.

I take my hand and slide it up between your legs, slow and smooth. I don't pause, I move up and push into you; my finger pushing through the gap my tongue has found and pushing up inside. You moan and grab my head and shove it hard against your pussy. You do as you've been told and you cum with my finger up inside you. You press my face so hard that for a moment neither of us can breathe.

You hold me there a while and you rock gently as the long awaited orgasm tingles through your body. Then at last you pull me away by the hair and I sit back on my ass on the floor.

You reach up and take the silk scarf away from your eyes. You look down on me, sprawled naked on the floor at your feet. I look up at you, your panties still hanging round your knees, but otherwise naked. Your body glows and your eyes are shining.

"You look so fucking amazing when you cum," I tell you. And I put my fingers between my legs. I slowly rub my pussy while I watch you take your panties right off. You kneel down in front of me; your naked body is so hot. I'm rubbing my finger on my pussy and you're watching me do it.

You lean in and place your hand on mine. You push your finger on mine, pushing my finger into my pussy. Both our fingers are in me and I move toward you. I watch you as you guide my finger in and out of me. I want to cum so much that I've almost lost control of my hand. You guide it and I follow. I move up to my knees and we're both keeling, your face only a couple inches from mine your fingers rubbing my clit.

"I'm gonna cum," I tell you.

"I want you to cum, right now."

All I can say is "Fuck," and I cum.

We sit on the floor, our clothes strewn about the room, our makeup smudged and our hair all awry. Perhaps we could just stay in tonight?