Caramel Flava

“I’m serious. I want to see what the mystique is.”

“There is no mystique, stop playing. You can sleep in the spare room or we can sit up all night talking, but this other thing is not happening, okay?”

Ileana didn’t want to completely spurn her friend, but she knew Irys’ behavior stemmed from hurt and anger. It was not possible that she truly wanted to get it on with her. People often raved about her looks, but she always felt Irys was the beautiful one. Even still, she couldn’t make love to her. Could she?

Irys could see wonder creep across Ileana’s face. “You’re considering it, aren’t you?”

“Of course not. We wouldn’t be able to look each other in the eye afterward. Have you ever been with a woman?”

Irys thought about if for a moment. “I did kiss this girl once in college, but it was a dare. This would be different. This would be testing the legend.”

“You’re getting sillier by the moment,” Ileana said, then kissed her teeth.

“Are you afraid I’ll get hooked, too?”

“What would doing it prove?”

“I’m not out to prove anything. I love you for who you are inside, but obviously there’s more to the package. Listen, I know it’s unorthodox, but right now I could care less. I just want to lie with someone I know loves me.”

As hard as Ileana stared, she could see only certainty looking back at her. Irys was for real. Ileana did feel a little responsible for her predicament. She hadn’t propositioned Quentin, but she had lusted after him. She wasn’t sure what to make of his admission to Irys. If Ileana could ease her friend’s pain…

She hesitantly sat down on the couch. Her robe came open, exposing one delicious breast. Irys knelt down at the couch. She traced Ileana’s nipple with her forefinger. She was delighted that it hardened at her touch. Ileana parted her robe so that Irys could play with its twin. She pinched and tugged; gently enough so as not to cause pain, yet forcefully enough to cause pleasure. Irys boldly placed Ileana’s left nipple between her teeth. Ileana threw her head back against the couch as Irys greedily took turns sucking and kissing each breast. Ileana was not surprised to feel the moisture between her legs. She wondered if Irys was getting wet as well.

She slid her hand beneath Irys’ dress. Her girl was drenched. Irys moaned as Ileana moved the crotch of her silky panties to the side. She tickled and stroked her slick lips. Irys felt as if her clitoris was electrically charged. She scooted back, causing Ileana’s hand to fall away.

“I can come and come again, but I don’t want the first climax to happen this quickly.”

Ileana nodded. She let Irys make the next move. She came closer and gave Ileana the softest, deepest kiss she ever experienced. She could vaguely taste strawberries and champagne on Irys’ breath. Ileana seductively sucked on her friend’s tongue. Her finger crept back between Irys’ legs. She teased her opening with a finger, careful not to scratch her with a crimson nail. Ileana could hardly believe what they were doing; or how easy it was. Perhaps she was as starved for love as Irys.

Ileana felt a sudden curiosity to see Irys in all her glory. Ileana pulled the tie that held Irys’ dress up at the back of her neck. The front fell forward revealing a silky strapless bra. Irys’ chest was splattered with freckles and her breasts swelled attractively from her bra. Ileana planted tiny kisses on each mound. She moved downward and used her tongue to tickle Irys’ navel. Irys squirmed as Ileana held tightly on to her hips. After what seemed like a thousand kisses, Ileana slid down the black Donna Karan until it was a heap on the floor. She had Irys lie on her stomach across the plush rug. Ileana nibbled at the back of her neck. She massaged her new lover’s shoulders until Irys sighed with pleasure.

“I suppose it’s not too late to stop,” Ileana said in a questioning tone.

“Do you really want to stop, amiga?” Irys turned over to face Ileana.

“No, I don’t. But…”

“You’re talking too much. There are better uses for those lips.”

Irys grabbed Ileana by her dark luxurious hair and brought her face down to hers. She kissed her with greater intensity than before. Ileana had to admit she enjoyed the roughness of their mouths meeting; the depth of Irys’ tongue in her mouth. They groped and kissed every spot of each other’s bodies. They paused when Ileana’s mouth brushed against the wetness between Irys’ thighs. She had never tasted another woman’s essence. The scent was different from her own, naturally, but intoxicating. She brazenly traced Irys’ outer lips with her tongue. Irys nearly cried out, but managed to control herself. She was totally enjoying the wicked feeling of their union.

Ileana swung her leg around and was careful not to bring all her weight down on Irys’ stomach. Before she lost her nerve, she buried her face between her friend’s legs. Sixty-nine was an old favorite and she hoped that Irys was also up to the challenge. Ileana need not have worried. Irys skillfully parted the way to Ileana’s inner lips. In the dim light, she could see how swollen Ileana was with excitement. Irys wanted to be patient and take her time, but she began to suck on Ileana’s button intensely. Ileana did not have the control not to cry out and did so very loudly. Irys was pleased with her girl’s reaction. Then Ileana covered her entire sex with her mouth. Irys nearly bit Ileana but restrained herself before she could do any harm. Irys was completely smooth down below, but Ileana’s silky hairs delightfully tickled her.

Ileana began to tease Irys again; darting her finger in and out. Irys gasped as the sensation of Ileana’s finger and mouth working simultaneously nearly brought her over the edge. She decided to return the favor; however, Irys chose Ileana’s other opening to torture. She wet her index finger before attempting to delve between the cheeks of Ileana’s gorgeous ass. She tensed up at first, but Irys never stopped sucking her and Ileana felt like a ball of excited confusion.

Irys arched her back. She couldn’t take it any longer. She was so grateful Ileana knew not to speed up, but to continue the slow motion that was bringing her to ecstasy in the first place.

Ileana was like a waterfall. She rode the wave of Irys’ climax. As she delighted in her accomplishment, Ileana was not prepared for Irys’ thumb as it entered. Her walls began to vibrate and she k

new her release was near as well. She caught Irys’ rhythm and moved her hips along with it. Moments later, she snatched Irys’ dress to stifle her screams.

As they both came down from their high, Ileana hoped the moment wouldn’t be spoiled by regret. She slowly lifted herself off Irys. She turned around so she could face her. Ileana was relieved that her partner in crime was grinning from ear to ear.

“You are indeed magnificent,” Irys said. She sat up and kissed Ileana. The taste of their juices came together in sticky sweetness.

“Thank you for sharing yourself with me. It was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. You completely turned me out, chiquita!”

“I aim to please.” Irys paused. “Are you okay?”