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Sarah slipped out of the chair and knelt with Ellen, her open mouth sought Ellen's. As they kissed, Sarah thrilled to know she was tasting herself on the other Ellen's lips, in her delicious mouth. Her arms circled Ellen's waist and tightened. As Ellen responded to the kiss, Sarah rose to her feet, drawing her new lover with her.
This time it was her turn. Sarah guided Ellen to the bed, never losing touch with her. She turned Ellen and carefully pressed her down, Ellen stretched her hands over her head. She remained still, offering Sarah the same freedom as Sarah had given her.
Sarah knelt beside Ellen. She looked in awe over the other woman's body. Ellen's legs were long and firm, muscular from exercise but so completely feminine. Her breasts were small (like she had said so many times) but perfectly fitting to her narrow. Sarah unzipped Ellen’s skirt and slipped it down over Ellen’s legs. Her dark pubic thatch was visible through Ellen’s panties, neatly trimmed and Sarah resisted the urge to dive immediately to it.
Instead she moved to straddle Ellen. She dipped her head and brushed her lips over the tendons of the throat, then kissed the soft hollow between them. Then she rose up and slowly unbuttoned Ellen’s blouse; Ellen’s breathing betrayed her arousal. Then Sarah reached behind Ellen, unsnapping her bra. Now Sarah took in Ellen’s body. After a deep kiss, Sarah’s mouth inched its way down, leaving a wet trail as her lips crept down to the valley between Ellen's breasts. She moved her head left and slid her lips over the hard nipple waiting for her. She sucked Ellen's nipple into her mouth, pinching it between her teeth and hen teasing the nipple with her tongue. She shifted right, repeating her action on Ellen’s other breast. With a gleam in her eyes, she blew across both wet globes, delighting Ellen’s soft moans as the sudden chill crinkled Ellen's nipples even harder.
Sarah’s body was quivering with arousal. Her resumed its march. She felt more than heard Ellen groan and shiver as she paused to tongue her navel. Then Sarah approached the beginning of Ellen's sex. She didn't even realize the small sounds of excitement she was making as her mouth opened to suck the fine droplets already caught in Ellen's neatly trimmed bush. Gently kissing and nibbling Ellen’s mound caused her hips to begin to rise and fall with each kiss. Soft moans accompanied the movements.
The taste was incredible, so like her own and yet so different. Sarah nestled between Ellen's legs. One hand slid under Ellen, caressing her firm bottom and cupping the cheeks. Sarah kissed up and down the smooth, firm inside of each thigh and then brought her tongue to Ellen's pussy. She began at the very bottom of Ellen's slit. Her tongue found the moisture already accumulating there and she gently sucked it into her mouth. Her hands spread Ellen’s lips opening up her pinkness. Sarah flattened her tongue, slipping it into Ellen’s open and drew it up in one long stroke. At the top, she probed Ellen’s clitoris, finding it already exposed. Then she let her tongue slide back to where she began.
Ellen shivered against her tongue and Sarah heard a long soft moan. Sarah licked up and down again, her tongue now going deeper into Ellen, her tongue faster on each stroke. Her tongue teased the sensitive pearl that was Ellen’s clit, and Ellen’s legs began to twitch. Sarah’s hands lifted Ellen to her mouth. After a few more strokes of her tongue, Sarah locked her mouth over Ellen’s slit, tonguing her deeply as she also suckled the nub of her clit. A stream of Ellen’s of nectar flowed into her mouth. Sarah used a stiff tongue to probe deeply into Ellen's vagina. Ellen’s hips began to gyrate and Sarah knew Ellen was getting close.
Sarah began to rock her head against Ellen, which drove her tongue deeper and deeper inside; Sarah’s fingers hands cupped Ellen's ass and pulled her closer in short tugs to meet her thrusting tongue. Suddenly, Ellen wrapped her legs around Sarah's head; strong thighs pulled her closer. Ellen's back arched with a deep guttural moan as her orgasm tore through her. Ellen’s orgasm almost shook Sarah loose, but she held her tight, her open mouth greedily drinking her lover.
When Ellen finally collapsed against the bed, Sarah gently kissed her pussy lips and inner thighs, helping to ease Ellen off her orgasm and catch her breath. Then she crept up the bed and laid her head on Ellen's shoulder. Ellen wrapped her arms around Sarah, who welcomed the closeness. Without a further word they fell asleep.
In the morning, Ellen woke to find Sarah was still asleep. Ellen gazed at her new lover; she found it astonishing to find herself in bed with the woman with whom she shared the delight of years of fantasy sex. She remembered the evening before, the lovely reality of the lovemaking, and as the images flashed one after the other, she found herself aroused again. Ellen turned on her back as quietly as possible, slid a hand down to her sex and started a slow rubbing of her clitoris.
It was something she did nearly every morning at home before facing her day. Now, before long, the rubbing of her clitoris became more determined, her fingers now wet with her juices. Suddenly, Ellen was aware that Sarah was awake and aware of the movements of the sheet and bed. Embarrassed, Ellen immediately stopped masturbating and pulled her hand away from her belly. When she turned to look at Sarah's face, Sarah seemed amused with a knowing smile.
"You don't need to be embarrassed," Sarah said with a soft laugh. "I do it every morning too, and usually more than once. And usually, I’m thinking about you.”
"Do you want me to leave? I can go back to my room."
"No, I don't want that," Diana said.
Sarah hesitated, her voice husky. "You want me to watch you?"
"Yes, would you do that; would it be too gross?"
"Oh, no; I would like that very much.”
With a sigh, her heart beating with excitement, Ellen pushed the sheet down to uncover her body and slid a hand between her legs. It was all Sarah could do to keep from reaching for Ellen. She wanted her as badly as she had last night. But this, oh this was something so special.
Ellen stretched catlike on the bed. She brushed her hand over her already wet sex. Her other hand slid to meet that one. Her palms slowly wandered down over her thighs. They moved to the outside of her thighs. She sighed as she drew them all the way up her sides and then over her chest. She languorously caressed her breasts. Then that same hand reached between her legs.
Sarah thought she would actually faint from the excitement of watching Ellen erotically touch herself. Every tiny touch of Ellen's fingers on her smooth supple body made Sarah ache. She rolled on her side, her eyes drinking in the sight of her lover pleasuring herself. Sarah stretched her left leg out. She placed her foot next to that knee, her leg bent, opening herself. Squirming her left arm from under her she cupped her breast. With her other hand she rubbed circles on her stomach, moving slowly down over her mound.
"Do you like this?" Ellen's soft words startled Sarah. Ellen's closed eyes opened and focused on Sarah. "Oh Ellen. I can't believe how erotic it is." Sarah's thumb began to stroke slowly over her already roused nipple. "You are so beautiful." Ellen's fingers were moving quicker between her legs. Her body was beginning to tremble. "Touch yourself for me Sarah."
Sarah gasped. Her hand plunged between her own legs. Her clit was already engorged and unhooded. She frantically slid her hand up and down, her fingers circling her clit. She tried to match each motion of Ellen’s with one of her own.
Ellen's body arched and a low deep cry escaped from her lips. Sarah echoed it with one of her own as spasms ran though her body. She pinched her nipple and the sensation matched with that of her fingers on her clit pushed her over the edge in a matching orgasm. After their orgasms had subsided, Ellen leaned over and kissed Sarah softly on the lips, the only touch they had permitted themselves.
Sarah's eyes twinkled. "Now, I am going to have to take a shower."
"Let's do it together," Ellen said.
Ellen felt her pulse racing as they walked naked to the shower together. The orgasm on the bed had been lovely, but she wanted more. She wanted Sarah now. She feasted her eyes on Sarah's shapely ass as she climbed over the edge of tub. Lust, Ellen thought. What she felt was pure lust.
Inside the shower, the curtain closed, the water cascading over them, Ellen briefly kissed Sarah's cheek and then started soaping her back. After a few moments, she stroked with more pressure, scrubbing Sarah's back firmly from her shoulders down to the tops of her buttocks. She wanted to fondle Sarah's ass, but thought it was too soon. She did not want the shower to end. "Turn around," Ellen said. "I'll wash your front too.” Sarah turned to face her with a shy smile. "I wouldn't mind that at all."
Ellen slid the wet soap over Sarah's chest, washing her breasts, drawing circles around them with her hands, soaping Sarah’s hard nipples. She urged Sarah under the spray to rinse her breasts, and then on impulse she bent her head to briefly kiss each nipple. When she heard Sarah moan, Ellen took one of Sarah's breasts in her mouth and sucked it with hunger. After a while Ellen released the breast from her mouth and dropped to her knees in front of Sarah.
Looking down at Ellen, Sarah seemed to know what Ellen wanted. Her eyes narrowed, she placed a foot on the edge of the tub to make herself available. Her sex opened like a tropical flower.
Ellen gazed at Sarah's pussy, at the exposed clitoris awaiting her, at the just visible opening of Sarah's vagina. She shifted forward, closed her mouth over Sarah's sex and started sucking. Without hesitation. Ellen aggressively but sensuously clutched the cheeks of Sarah's behind with her hands and continued sucking and licking and sucking until Sarah lifted her head and groaned under the shower spray. Ellen held on until Sarah's orgasm was finished, and then she rose and she kissed Sarah deeply, their tongues enjoying each other.
This time it was her turn. Sarah guided Ellen to the bed, never losing touch with her. She turned Ellen and carefully pressed her down, Ellen stretched her hands over her head. She remained still, offering Sarah the same freedom as Sarah had given her.
Sarah knelt beside Ellen. She looked in awe over the other woman's body. Ellen's legs were long and firm, muscular from exercise but so completely feminine. Her breasts were small (like she had said so many times) but perfectly fitting to her narrow. Sarah unzipped Ellen’s skirt and slipped it down over Ellen’s legs. Her dark pubic thatch was visible through Ellen’s panties, neatly trimmed and Sarah resisted the urge to dive immediately to it.
Instead she moved to straddle Ellen. She dipped her head and brushed her lips over the tendons of the throat, then kissed the soft hollow between them. Then she rose up and slowly unbuttoned Ellen’s blouse; Ellen’s breathing betrayed her arousal. Then Sarah reached behind Ellen, unsnapping her bra. Now Sarah took in Ellen’s body. After a deep kiss, Sarah’s mouth inched its way down, leaving a wet trail as her lips crept down to the valley between Ellen's breasts. She moved her head left and slid her lips over the hard nipple waiting for her. She sucked Ellen's nipple into her mouth, pinching it between her teeth and hen teasing the nipple with her tongue. She shifted right, repeating her action on Ellen’s other breast. With a gleam in her eyes, she blew across both wet globes, delighting Ellen’s soft moans as the sudden chill crinkled Ellen's nipples even harder.
Sarah’s body was quivering with arousal. Her resumed its march. She felt more than heard Ellen groan and shiver as she paused to tongue her navel. Then Sarah approached the beginning of Ellen's sex. She didn't even realize the small sounds of excitement she was making as her mouth opened to suck the fine droplets already caught in Ellen's neatly trimmed bush. Gently kissing and nibbling Ellen’s mound caused her hips to begin to rise and fall with each kiss. Soft moans accompanied the movements.
The taste was incredible, so like her own and yet so different. Sarah nestled between Ellen's legs. One hand slid under Ellen, caressing her firm bottom and cupping the cheeks. Sarah kissed up and down the smooth, firm inside of each thigh and then brought her tongue to Ellen's pussy. She began at the very bottom of Ellen's slit. Her tongue found the moisture already accumulating there and she gently sucked it into her mouth. Her hands spread Ellen’s lips opening up her pinkness. Sarah flattened her tongue, slipping it into Ellen’s open and drew it up in one long stroke. At the top, she probed Ellen’s clitoris, finding it already exposed. Then she let her tongue slide back to where she began.
Ellen shivered against her tongue and Sarah heard a long soft moan. Sarah licked up and down again, her tongue now going deeper into Ellen, her tongue faster on each stroke. Her tongue teased the sensitive pearl that was Ellen’s clit, and Ellen’s legs began to twitch. Sarah’s hands lifted Ellen to her mouth. After a few more strokes of her tongue, Sarah locked her mouth over Ellen’s slit, tonguing her deeply as she also suckled the nub of her clit. A stream of Ellen’s of nectar flowed into her mouth. Sarah used a stiff tongue to probe deeply into Ellen's vagina. Ellen’s hips began to gyrate and Sarah knew Ellen was getting close.
Sarah began to rock her head against Ellen, which drove her tongue deeper and deeper inside; Sarah’s fingers hands cupped Ellen's ass and pulled her closer in short tugs to meet her thrusting tongue. Suddenly, Ellen wrapped her legs around Sarah's head; strong thighs pulled her closer. Ellen's back arched with a deep guttural moan as her orgasm tore through her. Ellen’s orgasm almost shook Sarah loose, but she held her tight, her open mouth greedily drinking her lover.
When Ellen finally collapsed against the bed, Sarah gently kissed her pussy lips and inner thighs, helping to ease Ellen off her orgasm and catch her breath. Then she crept up the bed and laid her head on Ellen's shoulder. Ellen wrapped her arms around Sarah, who welcomed the closeness. Without a further word they fell asleep.
In the morning, Ellen woke to find Sarah was still asleep. Ellen gazed at her new lover; she found it astonishing to find herself in bed with the woman with whom she shared the delight of years of fantasy sex. She remembered the evening before, the lovely reality of the lovemaking, and as the images flashed one after the other, she found herself aroused again. Ellen turned on her back as quietly as possible, slid a hand down to her sex and started a slow rubbing of her clitoris.
It was something she did nearly every morning at home before facing her day. Now, before long, the rubbing of her clitoris became more determined, her fingers now wet with her juices. Suddenly, Ellen was aware that Sarah was awake and aware of the movements of the sheet and bed. Embarrassed, Ellen immediately stopped masturbating and pulled her hand away from her belly. When she turned to look at Sarah's face, Sarah seemed amused with a knowing smile.
"You don't need to be embarrassed," Sarah said with a soft laugh. "I do it every morning too, and usually more than once. And usually, I’m thinking about you.”
"Do you want me to leave? I can go back to my room."
"No, I don't want that," Diana said.
Sarah hesitated, her voice husky. "You want me to watch you?"
"Yes, would you do that; would it be too gross?"
"Oh, no; I would like that very much.”
With a sigh, her heart beating with excitement, Ellen pushed the sheet down to uncover her body and slid a hand between her legs. It was all Sarah could do to keep from reaching for Ellen. She wanted her as badly as she had last night. But this, oh this was something so special.
Ellen stretched catlike on the bed. She brushed her hand over her already wet sex. Her other hand slid to meet that one. Her palms slowly wandered down over her thighs. They moved to the outside of her thighs. She sighed as she drew them all the way up her sides and then over her chest. She languorously caressed her breasts. Then that same hand reached between her legs.
Sarah thought she would actually faint from the excitement of watching Ellen erotically touch herself. Every tiny touch of Ellen's fingers on her smooth supple body made Sarah ache. She rolled on her side, her eyes drinking in the sight of her lover pleasuring herself. Sarah stretched her left leg out. She placed her foot next to that knee, her leg bent, opening herself. Squirming her left arm from under her she cupped her breast. With her other hand she rubbed circles on her stomach, moving slowly down over her mound.
"Do you like this?" Ellen's soft words startled Sarah. Ellen's closed eyes opened and focused on Sarah. "Oh Ellen. I can't believe how erotic it is." Sarah's thumb began to stroke slowly over her already roused nipple. "You are so beautiful." Ellen's fingers were moving quicker between her legs. Her body was beginning to tremble. "Touch yourself for me Sarah."
Sarah gasped. Her hand plunged between her own legs. Her clit was already engorged and unhooded. She frantically slid her hand up and down, her fingers circling her clit. She tried to match each motion of Ellen’s with one of her own.
Ellen's body arched and a low deep cry escaped from her lips. Sarah echoed it with one of her own as spasms ran though her body. She pinched her nipple and the sensation matched with that of her fingers on her clit pushed her over the edge in a matching orgasm. After their orgasms had subsided, Ellen leaned over and kissed Sarah softly on the lips, the only touch they had permitted themselves.
Sarah's eyes twinkled. "Now, I am going to have to take a shower."
"Let's do it together," Ellen said.
Ellen felt her pulse racing as they walked naked to the shower together. The orgasm on the bed had been lovely, but she wanted more. She wanted Sarah now. She feasted her eyes on Sarah's shapely ass as she climbed over the edge of tub. Lust, Ellen thought. What she felt was pure lust.
Inside the shower, the curtain closed, the water cascading over them, Ellen briefly kissed Sarah's cheek and then started soaping her back. After a few moments, she stroked with more pressure, scrubbing Sarah's back firmly from her shoulders down to the tops of her buttocks. She wanted to fondle Sarah's ass, but thought it was too soon. She did not want the shower to end. "Turn around," Ellen said. "I'll wash your front too.” Sarah turned to face her with a shy smile. "I wouldn't mind that at all."
Ellen slid the wet soap over Sarah's chest, washing her breasts, drawing circles around them with her hands, soaping Sarah’s hard nipples. She urged Sarah under the spray to rinse her breasts, and then on impulse she bent her head to briefly kiss each nipple. When she heard Sarah moan, Ellen took one of Sarah's breasts in her mouth and sucked it with hunger. After a while Ellen released the breast from her mouth and dropped to her knees in front of Sarah.
Looking down at Ellen, Sarah seemed to know what Ellen wanted. Her eyes narrowed, she placed a foot on the edge of the tub to make herself available. Her sex opened like a tropical flower.
Ellen gazed at Sarah's pussy, at the exposed clitoris awaiting her, at the just visible opening of Sarah's vagina. She shifted forward, closed her mouth over Sarah's sex and started sucking. Without hesitation. Ellen aggressively but sensuously clutched the cheeks of Sarah's behind with her hands and continued sucking and licking and sucking until Sarah lifted her head and groaned under the shower spray. Ellen held on until Sarah's orgasm was finished, and then she rose and she kissed Sarah deeply, their tongues enjoying each other.
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