Krissy could taste it in Becca’s kiss—a ghostly flavor of tuna. Pressing Becca against the wall of her entryway, Krissy lost herself in their kissing. As desperate as she was for them both to be undressed, the fact was that she just loved kissing this woman. Even if they stayed together for seventy years, she would always love kissing this woman.
“I need to warn you,” Becca said breathlessly when their lips separated, “I am definitely not going to last long.”
Krissy smiled up at her.
“That’s what I was hoping for,” she said. “I hate it when sex lasts all day anyway.”
“Yeah, isn’t that the worst?” Becca asked. “Enough talking. Bedroom. Now.”
“Yes, ma’am, Chief Roberts,” Krissy replied.
“In fact…”
With one smooth move, Becca scooped Krissy up off the floor and had her draped over her shoulders in an instant, in a fireman’s carry. Krissy squealed in delight as Becca headed towards the bedroom, easily carrying her burden.
“Help!” Krissy called out. “I’m being kidnapped by a sex-crazed civil servant! But whatever you do, don’t call the cops!”
In the bedroom, Becca, laughing, gently lowered Krissy onto the bed and immediately lifted off her top, revealing those spectacular braless breasts, and then pushed down the gym shorts she was wearing.
Krissy, mesmerized by the sight of Becca nude, realized belatedly that she hadn’t started taking off her own clothes yet. Becca, however, didn’t seem to care, nor did she seem too inclined to wait. Getting on the mattress, she quickly positioned herself so that she was straddling Krissy’s face.
“Oh my fuck!” Krissy uttered. Just above her face, her girlfriend’s pussy was swollen with excitement, with evidence of just how excited she was already dripping out.
“Give me that!” Krissy growled, reaching up to place her hands on Becca’s hips to help guide her down.
Nothing but creaminess contacted her lips.
“Mmmmm…” Krissy moaned, feeling herself become a little lightheaded at the intensity of the erotic pleasure coursing through her entire form. She could tell that Becca needed to come. The pussy sitting on Krissy’s face was practically vibing with pent-up energy and Krissy could feel the entirety of Becca’s sex pulsing with the strength of the blood engorging it.
This was not the time to tease. Woman to woman, Krissy knew how badly Becca needed this.
Wrapping her lips around Becca’s clit, she suckled the button with purpose. It took about fifteen seconds.
Above her, Krissy heard Becca cry out with a long, drawn out shout just as her pussy began convulsing against Krissy’s mouth. With the orgasm released, Krissy knew to leave the clit alone for now—it would be
far too sensitive for any more direct stimulation. This left Krissy free to slither her snake-like tongue up into Becca’s passage.
“OH MY GOD!” Becca screamed.
Becca was coming hard and she was coming a lot. Tightening her grip on Becca’s hips, Krissy’s tongue was bathed with thick essence which, aided by gravity and the strongly contracting inner walls of Becca’s passage, flowed right into Krissy’s mouth.
There’s another one just waiting…
By now, Krissy knew Becca’s body. She knew when the orgasms were just stacked up, one behind the other, like trains waiting to enter a station. This was one of those times.
With her tongue, she began stimulating Becca’s g-spot.
The walls of Becca’s pussy clenched so tightly that Krissy’s eyes popped open as she felt her tongue gripped by them. It was almost frightening, as if Becca could simply rip the tongue out of her mouth if she wanted to.
But then the grip relaxed and those very same walls started fluttering.
“Kris-SEEEEEEE!”
In her pants, Krissy came at the same time Becca’s second orgasm hit.
“Mm...Mm...Mm…” Krissy moaned with each wave of pleasure pulsing through her.
By now, Becca was grinding Krissy’s mouth. It spread her come around, Krissy could feel it on her chin, on her nose…A thick droplet even rolled down the side of her mouth towards her neck.