Unchaste: A Steamy Short Lesbian Erotica (2 page)

Candy wiggled
and moaned beneath me, leaving her eyes shut, savoring the sensation I presume,
while she spread her legs a bit farther apart.  Ahhh, that is what she
wanted, was
it?
  I smiled and, with my mouth
still firmly fastened on one of her tits, let my hand drop to between her
legs.  Her skin was soft, perfectly smooth with
not even
the
faintest
trace of stubble and when I touched her,
she gasped and then spread her legs even wider, so apparently I had not read
her wrong.  I let one finger slip between the lips of her pussy, spreading
them ever so gently.  As it glided over her pink skin there was no
friction – she was so wet that when I pulled my hand away, it was quite
literally, dripping with her juice.

“Mmm,” I purred
against her tit, letting the sound of my voice vibrate through her body. 
I lifted my lips from her breast long enough to stick my finger in and suck on
it noisily, though she didn’t open her eyes, there was no way she could mistake
what I was doing.  Then I turned my mouth’s attention to her other nipple,
and returned my hand to the juncture between her legs.

Slowly I slid
two fingers up and down the length of her dripping trench, never slipping into
her hole, but taking plenty of time to stop and rub against her swollen and no
doubt, throbbing clit.  My tongue lashed at her nipple, my teeth nibbled
at it, and my fingers between her legs made her whimper and grow even wetter.

“Please,” she
gasped, and I tore my mouth from her breast and pressed her down onto her back
on the floor, slipping my face between her thighs and letting my tongue slither
up the length of her pussy.  She tasted sweet, fresh and unspoiled, and as
I licked at her dripping cunt I wondered if she’d ever had anyone do this to
her before.  She tangled her hands in my hair, pulling my face down harder
against her and grinding her clit against my nose. 
Whether
she had had it before or not, there was no question that she knew what she
wanted now – and I was going to give it to her.

I reached up
and grabbed one of her tits in my hand, never moving my face from between her
legs, and pinched her nipple, moaning into her pussy while I did it.  That
elicited a deep groan from her, and she became even more frantic, if that were
possible.

“Please,” she
gasped again.  “Please, fuck me.”

“Mmm…as you
wish.”  Reluctantly I raised my face from her pussy – it was soaking wet,
glistening with her juices.  Years of practice meant that I could strap on
the strap on (heh, say that ten times fast) in just seconds, and I did – then
stopped so that she could get a good look at me, naked but for the massive blue
cock that protruded proudly in front of me.  “Turn around, Candy.”  I
commanded, and then when she had complied and was kneeling, facing the other
direction I added, “On your knees.”

Damn she looked
like that – it took no small amount of willpower not to just stop and get
myself off right then.  Her tight little ass
was turned
up
, waiting – and her shaved pussy glistened with the liquid signs of
her arousal.  Her tits hung like massive pendulums beneath her, and she
was peering over her shoulder at me, her face a mixture of anticipation,
nervousness and straight up arousal.

“Goddamn you
look hot.” I told her, and then knelt behind her, with the strap on directly
behind her pussy hole.  I leaned forward and reached around her, grabbing
one tit in either hand, and then, finally, thrust the strap on deep inside her.

She took it all
in one stroke, which amazed me, but I could tell from the friction as it tore
into her that it was stretching her, this was a tight fit – there was no
question she was full.  I paused for a moment to let her body get used to
the big hard latex prick inside it and then I began to fuck her.

Still holding
onto her tits, pinching her nipples and tugging with each stroke, I moved that
strap on in and out of her as if it was an actual extension of me.  The
whole time I kept up a constant stream of dirty talk, whispering it in her ear
as she ground her cunt against the dong and its fake balls.

“Oh, you like
that do you?  Do you like
being fucked
by my big
hard cock?  You like
it?
  You like having me
fill you up, stretch your tight little pussy out with my cock.  Oh yeah,
you like it…good girl, fuck that cock, take it all in, take it.”

I had just
begun to increase my speed, planning on building it up slowly and teasing her for
as long as I could, when she came – and she came hard.  She whipped her
head back, looking straight up at the ceiling and crying out “Oh God, oh
Christ, oh God”
over and over again
while her body
shuddered beneath me.  I let go of one of her tits and shifted my hand to
her clit, rubbing on it hard and giving her another orgasm directly on the
heels of the first.

She collapsed
beneath me, gasping for air, her body still trembling with the power of her
orgasm.  I slipped the dong out of her and then curled up besides her,
holding her while she shook and panted.  When finally she was able to
speak again, I smiled down at her and said, “So.  When can you move in?”