Seducing Her Best Friend

I swiveled on my stool better to face Tirath and brought my own chocolate-covered fingers up to her sensual lips. Tirath smiled, took my wrist, and sucked two of the digits into the moist haven of her mouth. Our gazes locked, and Tirath offered her other hand to me.

I didn’t need to be asked twice, and we groaned in unison when I sucked the sweet substance off Tirath’s thumb. The air around us grew heavy with the scent of chocolate and our combined arousal.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I had to ask, my insides clenching in fear of a negative answer. Tirath simply smiled and pulled the t-shirt I had lent her to sleep in over her head. Her full breasts bounced with the movement, her nipples tight little beacons thrusting toward me like “come suck me” signals. My mouth went dry when Tirath dipped her hands into the chocolate mix again and proceeded to rub the confectionary over her breasts in slow, sensual movements. Her nipples jutted out further into the air, practically begging for my mouth. I squashed down the last of my misgivings, bent forward, and suckled the stiff nub. Tirath’s sharp intake of breath and the way her hands yanked at my hair spurred me on.

Oh yeah, my girl liked this. I inhaled deeply against the skin, loving the scent and taste of her. Just like I thought she would, Tirath tasted divine, and I wanted more. So much more. Still, if this was just an experiment for her, I’d make damn sure I’d ruin her for anyone else.

I’d show her how good we could be, what she’d been missing out on when she fooled around with those men. How her fiancé could be so careless as to let her go, I would never know. His loss was my gain, however.

I released the nipple with a pop, ran my tongue around Tirath’s areola, and along the underside of her breasts. I looked up at her while I tested the deliciously soft weight of her tits with my hands.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, babe. I’m going to worship these breasts and lick every inch of your skin until you come for me.”

“Oh, God.” Her strangled reply made me grin, and I set back to work. I licked and nibbled and squeezed until there was no trace of the chocolate left on Tirath’s flawless olive-colored skin, loving the way her breasts shook with her labored breathing.

She was getting so close already, it was delightful, as she squirmed under my lips.

Tirath’s hands dug into my thighs, and I loved the slight pain her long fingernails caused. No doubt they’d be leaving crescent-moon shapes on my skin. A reminder, come morning, of what we’d shared tonight. The slight sting sent tiny darts of electricity dancing towards my clit. I, too, squirmed on my stool, pressing my needy cunt against the hard surface to seek the relief I so desperately needed.

But this wasn’t about my nee

ds and desires. I wanted, needed, to bring Tirath pleasure, to chase away the shadows in her eyes, to express my feelings by worshipping her stunning body. We might well only have this one time. Surely in the bright light of day Tirath would come to her senses, but by golly, I could give her a night to remember. I pulled back, took Tirath’s knees, and pulled her gently until her delicious ass was half hanging off the chair. Another one of those sexy moans came from my girl, and I licked my lips at the rapidly spreading damp spot on Tirath’s thong.

“You’re so wet for me already, babe. I need to taste your sweet cunt. Would you like me to do that? Feast on that pussy of yours until you come against my mouth? Will you scream my name when you come for me, Princess T?”

Tirath’s eyes widened at my dirty talk, her pupils so dilated I could drown in them. She didn’t respond to my question in words, but the needy whimper which escaped her lips as she bit down on the plump flesh was all the confirmation I needed. I took the jug with the remaining warm chocolate, grinned up at her, and poured the liquid over her quivering abdomen. Tirath hissed her arousal when the rivulets of chocolate seeped into her lacy thong. Her hips bucked off the chair in a silent offering, and I slid to the floor to kneel between her lush thighs. Tirath was all curves to die for, and I loved that about her.

“Hold onto the sides. You’re in for one hell of a ride, babe.”

Tirath whimpered her assent, and I hooked my thumbs under her thong and pulled the scrap of material slowly down her legs. The scent of chocolate mixed in with her sweet musk of arousal, and I had to remind myself to keep breathing. My pussy quivered in need, the internal muscles clenching and expelling more of my juices into my knickers. The flimsy material would stand no chance at containing my arousal. Not that I cared about that right now. Not when I finally had Tirath where I wanted her. Mine for the taking.

I caught the smears of chocolates the thong made on her inner thighs with my tongue, groaning at the taste of my woman, while I inched ever closer to my target. Tirath’s waxed pussy lips glistened with her arousal. Crisscrossed with drips of chocolate, she was wet and swollen, her inner lips slightly darker in color than her labia, and as for her clit, that little bundle of nerves peeked out of its fleshy hood. An invitation to suck, to devour, to bite down and make her come.

Would she like that sting of pain, or did I need to go gently? There were so many things I didn’t know about her, and I couldn’t wait to find them out. I spread Tirath’s legs wider and sucked in a breath as her slit opened up for me.

“So fucking beautiful.” I murmured the words into her soft skin, and then let my tongue sweep up her sweet nectar. Tirath’s essence exploded on my taste buds, and I mumbled my approval at her taste.

“You taste so damn good, girl.”

I blew softly on the quivering flesh in front of me, earning myself a deep-throated moan from Tirath. A fresh wave of her juices seeped out onto her thighs, and I wasted no time licking it up.

With Tirath’s sighs, moans, and incoherent cries urging me on, I lapped at her pussy like I was drowning in sweet ecstasy. And in a way I was. I always loved going down on a girl, and this wasn’t just anyone. This was Tirath, my love. I may very well have murmured those words of love in between licking. I honestly don’t know if I did, not that it mattered, Not with Tirath hovering on the precipice, gasping for air, as she ground herself against my face. I pushed two fingers into Tirath’s cunt and stepped up my assault on the sweet, quivering clit in front of me. When I bit down gently on the hard nub, Tirath’s internal muscles clenched around my fingers, sucking those digits in as though she never wanted to let me go as the first telltale quivers of Tirath’s impending orgasm hit.

“Oh God, Rosie … I can’t … Jesus … Ro, I’m going to … yes, God, yes.”

I finger-fucked that sweet cunt faster, and continued to suck and nibble Tirath’s clit, drinking in her essence as she came in a gush, screaming my name. I didn’t let up on my assault until Tirath grew limp underneath me. Her thighs quivered around my face, and I sat back on my haunches, satisfied beyond words at having made her fall apart so spectacularly. When I peeked up at Tirath’s flushed face, the stunned expression and depths of emotion in her passion-filled eyes blew me away.

Halle-freaking-lujah.

“Sweet Jesus, Rosie, I never knew it could be this fucking good.”

Chapter Four

Tirath

Oh my God, I’ve died and gone to heaven.

With my limbs still trembling in aftershocks, I could do nothing but smile at Rosie as she emerged from between my legs. I’m sure I looked just like she did right now. Cat that got the cream sprang to mind, or should that be chocolate, as Rosie grinned back at me and wiped her mouth. The action meant the dollop of chocolate still clinging to her lips smeared along her cheek.