Pulling Lesbian Orgasm

Inside I rejoiced.
Her tongue had discovered my neck though, and she was certainly in
charge. After a few moments of nibbling and kissing my skin below the
hairline on the back of my neck, she pushed me to my back. Her tongue
traced a slow and ever so sensitive trail along my chest and tummy.

When she reached my legs, she very gently worked back and forth from
one leg to the other until she had worked down to my toes, sucking
them, and back to my crotch. I was by now writhing, bucking up
whenever I sensed her near my sex. Her breath tingled in the tiny
hairs, drawing me towards her.

She flitted her little pink tongue across my outer lips, sending a
tingling heat radiating outward wherever she touched. Soon she touched
the hot spot, and a jolt of sensation sent me into a humping wave
motion, now making so much noise the neighbors must hear. I shoved a
hand into my mouth, hoping to suppress the sounds sex brings out.

Her tongue did lazy circles at my sex. It jolted me into stronger and
stronger motions. And she found a way to get those wonderful soft
fingers up to my nipples, rolling them softly, bringing out
surprisingly sharp sensual feelings there too.

A moment later I came. The bus had been a gentle ride. This was
violently rough. I screamed into my fist, still in my mouth. My hair
tossed from side to side as I rolled my head in total sublimation to
the act. Angie had pulled my orgasm from me and it was a strong force,
bouncing me against her face.

Lesbian Babysitter

There was nothing on TV but the news, and it was boring. I turned
it off and went to check on Leanne. She was tucked into her crib and
was fast asleep. I sat on the bed and looked at her. She was such a
cute little girl. Her mother, Jessica, needed me to babysit last night
because she was going to a special meeting they were having at her
work and she couldn’t miss it.

Jessica was a nice, friendly person, a 32 year old single mother.
She had gotten pregnant on a one night stand and just had Leanne 7
months ago. I had 11 years before I hit 32 and I hoped that I would be
married in a few years. I am of the belief that you should be married
before you get pregnant, and made sure that all of the men I went to
bed with used those latex condoms. I had no intention of becoming
pregnant whatsoever. Not only that, I still lived at home and my
parents would kill me. Continue reading Lesbian Babysitter