When the breath she’d been holding finally escaped her it was in the form of a guttural scream of relief, quickly followed by a series of panting moans interspersed with “oh fuck”s. Her hips were bucking uncontrollably as Bethany continued to lap at her clit. She could feel what she thought might be sweat but was probably her own juices slick and cooling on her thighs and ass. Her cunt was clenching at the fingers inside her which were continuing to press against the front wall of her vagina, the fingertips rubbing a small circular motion. Almost as soon as she become all aware of these feelings as the aftershock of her orgasm drained out of her like someone emptying a jug she began to feel like she was filling up again. Her clit and nipples ached and she gently squeezed Bethany’s hand, whispering a weak “OK” to indicate she was done, but Bethany simply mumbled a muffled “uh uh” with the tiniest shake of her head in response. Tegan wanted to protest because in her experience she became too sensitive after an orgasm, but she realized that Bethany’s gentle tongue wasn’t uncomfortable, and the feeling rising in her body was the start of another orgasm already hurtling wildly towards her brain. “Fuuuck.” She whispered and she gripped the covers again as her second orgasm swept through her, and then kept going, and going. She didn’t know if it was one long orgasm or a series of connected ones, but she knew she’d never felt anything like it. She lost all track of time and gave into the fireworks going off in her lower body. When the last waves of pleasure finally subsided like the last rumbles of thunder from a departing storm, she felt tears well in her eyes from the emotional intensity of it all. She barely noticed Bethany slide out from under her leg and join her on the bed, caressing her face tenderly. Tegan could smell her sex on her hand. “Alright?” Tegan responded by taking Bethany’s face in her hands and kissing her on the lips. She smell of her own pussy grew stronger but that was not a concern considering what she was about to do. She pushed Bethany onto her back and started kissing her way down the other girl’s neck and chest, trying to take control of the situation. She was exhausted from the world-shattering climax Bethany had just give her but she was filled with a desperate desire to return the favour, like she had something to prove. She groped her breasts on her way down, giving attention to her nipples before kissing down her belly and to her shaved mound. Now face to face with another woman’s genitalia for the first time, especially once that was immaculately hairless, she felt her momentary spike of courage leave her. She noticed a small asian stud piercing just above the slit. She examined the slightly parted lips and the hint of moisture on them. She could detect Bethany’s smell, different to her own but still familiar. She realized she was completely at a loss and wasn’t sure if she could actually go through with it. Bethany’s voice made her jump. “You ok?” She was propped up on her elbows watching Tegan inquisitively. “I… I don’t know if I can…” Tegan stammered. “Sure you can” Bethany said coolly as she raised one leg and placed it over Tegan’s shoulder, placing her japanese heel on Tegan’s back as if to draw her in. Tegan watched as her lips slid against each other, exposing a little more of her inner labia. “Start with a little kiss. I’ll tell you what to do.” Tegan gingerly pressed her lips to the hairless slit before her, gently kissing and massaging the skin with her lips and gently probed with her tongue, tasting Bethany’s wetness. “Mm, there you go. She walked right up to where he was sitting. I hope not far away.” She says with a bit of urgency in her voice. Her legs pulled up, she squealed, and jumped forward against me. I took her clit between my lips and began to suck and lick and flick it with my tongue. “Getting you ready for your punishment.” “I doubt it. My own pussy clenched with my every thrust. Anna watched as the top half of the wooden wall hinged opened and the hole in front of her face split in two. I still couldn't believe the idea that was forming in my head. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy? Also, in the pack she had a change of clothes as more asian than once she had found herself semi-naked with ripped and stained clothes which she couldn’t wear home, though she normally tried to get naked to avoid having to explain the ‘lost’ clothes to her parents. Susan was married, 44 yrs old with two college age kids. Said the Officer then japanese he let us go. I was so taken with her, that I didn’t want to take a bath ever again and enjoy the feeling of her on my skin forever. I threw on some loose fitting gym shorts, sans underwear, along with a t-shirt and flops and headed out. I was only half serious at this, I expected Dean to chicken out and I'd have to jerk myself off. Start at the stables. "No, I've never come across someone I couldn't control. Chapter 2 - Lynn