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Authors: Lucy Felthouse
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction
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when people don't know? At least, we'll be able to enjoy the weekend without old bigots watching our every move, convinced we're going to start necking and groping one another at every available second!"
Before Jenny could respond, Stephanie had walked right up behind her. She slipped her arms around Jenny’s waist and murmured into her ear. "Though I certainly wouldn't mind necking and groping you at every available second."
Relaxing into her embrace, Jenny let her head loll back onto Stephanie's shoulder, arching into the caress of the hands that had crept under her top. "I'm available now,
honey."
"I’d hoped you'd say that." Turning Jenny in her arms, she reached behind her girlfriend to tug the suitcase off the bed. It hit the floor with a thump, but she was already too preoccupied to notice. She'd backed Jenny right up to the mattress with the intention of pushing her onto the bed, then quickly joining her. However, the old fashioned bed was high, and therefore, not the sort they could fall onto. Never one to give up easily, she backed away from Jenny and pulled off her girlfriend’s shoes. Then she clambered up onto it, indicating to Jenny to follow her.
Seconds later, Jenny too had discarded her shoes and scrambled up onto the
four-poster. Reaching for one another, they flopped down onto the duvet in a jumble of limbs. She tangled her fingers in Jenny's russet hair, pulling her in for a kiss. Their lips met, and Jenny scooted her lower body closer to hers, and she responded by jamming a leg between Jenny's thighs. Jenny moaned as she slid her hand over the curve of Stephanie’s denim-covered ass.
Jenny’s obvious pleasure sent a delicious jolt to Stephanie's pussy. She responded by slipping her tongue between Jenny's lips and deepening their kiss. When she felt Jenny’s fingers tighten on her ass, she ground her thigh into her girlfriend’s crotch. She twisted her fingers into Jenny’s glorious red mane and tugged.
Yanking away, Jenny gasped. "Bitch! That wasn't very nice, now was it?" Rolling her onto her back, Jenny straddled her and pinne d her arms above her head. "Not very nice at all. In fact," she paused, her face jus t inches from Stephanie's, then c ontinued, "it was fucking lovely."
Her response was lost as Jenny pressed her lips to hers, her soft tongue immediately slipping inside and searching for a playmate. It quickly found one, and they French kissed, their tongues dancing and sliding together, just as their bodies rolled and ground against one another. They were lost to lust for some minutes until the ache between her legs became almost too much to bear. She bucked, almost unseating Jenny, and tried to pull her arms out of her girlfriend’s grasp.
Getting the hint, Jenny released Stephanie and sat up, only to remove her top and bra, freeing her breasts and exposing them to Stephanie's hungry gaze. Her rosy pink nipples stood at attention, most likely a delicious combination of arousal and the cool air of the room. Immediately, her hands went up to touch them. She cupped each breast, the insistent press of Jenny's nipples against her palms sending a sexy shiver through her body that never got old.
Pulling herself up, she latched her lips around one nipple and sucked it into her mouth. She cradled the breast with her right hand and slipped her left around Jenny's back, holding her firmly. She knew just what a wriggler Jenny could be when she got really hot and horny. And she had every intention of giving her a spectacular meltdown.
She sucked as much of Jenny’s plump flesh into her mouth as she could, relishing the feel of it and the slight salty taste of her skin. She dragged her tongue around and across Jenny's breast, every now and again giving a teasing flick to the aching bud at its tip. Jenny's hands were in Stephanie's dark hair, holding her head tightly as if to prevent her escape. Which was silly, given there was nowhere else she
Before Jenny could respond, Stephanie had walked right up behind her. She slipped her arms around Jenny’s waist and murmured into her ear. "Though I certainly wouldn't mind necking and groping you at every available second."
Relaxing into her embrace, Jenny let her head loll back onto Stephanie's shoulder, arching into the caress of the hands that had crept under her top. "I'm available now,
honey."
"I’d hoped you'd say that." Turning Jenny in her arms, she reached behind her girlfriend to tug the suitcase off the bed. It hit the floor with a thump, but she was already too preoccupied to notice. She'd backed Jenny right up to the mattress with the intention of pushing her onto the bed, then quickly joining her. However, the old fashioned bed was high, and therefore, not the sort they could fall onto. Never one to give up easily, she backed away from Jenny and pulled off her girlfriend’s shoes. Then she clambered up onto it, indicating to Jenny to follow her.
Seconds later, Jenny too had discarded her shoes and scrambled up onto the
four-poster. Reaching for one another, they flopped down onto the duvet in a jumble of limbs. She tangled her fingers in Jenny's russet hair, pulling her in for a kiss. Their lips met, and Jenny scooted her lower body closer to hers, and she responded by jamming a leg between Jenny's thighs. Jenny moaned as she slid her hand over the curve of Stephanie’s denim-covered ass.
Jenny’s obvious pleasure sent a delicious jolt to Stephanie's pussy. She responded by slipping her tongue between Jenny's lips and deepening their kiss. When she felt Jenny’s fingers tighten on her ass, she ground her thigh into her girlfriend’s crotch. She twisted her fingers into Jenny’s glorious red mane and tugged.
Yanking away, Jenny gasped. "Bitch! That wasn't very nice, now was it?" Rolling her onto her back, Jenny straddled her and pinne d her arms above her head. "Not very nice at all. In fact," she paused, her face jus t inches from Stephanie's, then c ontinued, "it was fucking lovely."
Her response was lost as Jenny pressed her lips to hers, her soft tongue immediately slipping inside and searching for a playmate. It quickly found one, and they French kissed, their tongues dancing and sliding together, just as their bodies rolled and ground against one another. They were lost to lust for some minutes until the ache between her legs became almost too much to bear. She bucked, almost unseating Jenny, and tried to pull her arms out of her girlfriend’s grasp.
Getting the hint, Jenny released Stephanie and sat up, only to remove her top and bra, freeing her breasts and exposing them to Stephanie's hungry gaze. Her rosy pink nipples stood at attention, most likely a delicious combination of arousal and the cool air of the room. Immediately, her hands went up to touch them. She cupped each breast, the insistent press of Jenny's nipples against her palms sending a sexy shiver through her body that never got old.
Pulling herself up, she latched her lips around one nipple and sucked it into her mouth. She cradled the breast with her right hand and slipped her left around Jenny's back, holding her firmly. She knew just what a wriggler Jenny could be when she got really hot and horny. And she had every intention of giving her a spectacular meltdown.
She sucked as much of Jenny’s plump flesh into her mouth as she could, relishing the feel of it and the slight salty taste of her skin. She dragged her tongue around and across Jenny's breast, every now and again giving a teasing flick to the aching bud at its tip. Jenny's hands were in Stephanie's dark hair, holding her head tightly as if to prevent her escape. Which was silly, given there was nowhere else she
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