Falling for Jillian Ashley: A Carlsbad Village Lesbian Romance

So was Sally. All this time teasing Amy had made her own center molten, and each time she witnessed Amy’s clit jump, her own clit did so as well. Her thighs were slick and the few times she had reached between her legs to play a bit with herself, she’d had to stop because she had plans for this huge orgasm building up.

“Almost time to put you out of your misery,” she told Amy.

“Oh, thank fuck!” Amy sighed.

Sally carefully slid her hand out from under Amy’s ass and brought it up to her girlfriend’s chest. Turning her hand over, she coated Amy right nipple with the wetness she had collected and then brought her mouth down to suck the rock-hard bud that was now flavored with Amy’s inner essence, and this was making tiny fireworks explode between her legs, causing her to moan as she worked her tongue around the nipple.

When she’d had enough, she rose and quickly straddled Amy’s face, slowly lowering her dripping pussy until she felt Amy’s hungry lips and tongue make contact and get to work.

Gripping the headboard, Sally came almost instantly, her clit a prisoner between Amy’s lips.

“A-MEEEEE! Fuuuuuuuck!” she screamed at the release, not caring if anyone outside their room heard her.

The pleasure was soul-wrenchingly immense, so much so that her hips bucked as she rode Amy’s face while the come poured out of her and her entire body was shattered joyfully, the orgasm in complete control of her now.

Before the second one hit, she leaned back, holding on to the headboard with one hand and finding Amy’s pussy with the other, zeroing in on Amy’s clit. Then, just as that second orgasm rocketed through Sally, she heard Amy give a startled, high-pitched moan that was stifled by virtue of Sally’s throbbing pussy still covering her mouth.

And then Amy was coming. Sally felt a gush of warm liquid strike her hand, felt Amy’s pelvis start quaking. In throes of her own second orgasm, Sally let Amy scream into her pussy for a few seconds before she raised herself off Amy’s face.

“Fuuuuuuck!” Amy yelled. “Oh, FUCK! Babe…Fuck…Babe!”

Feeling how incredibly wet things were between her girlfriend’s legs, Sally now wanted her face down there. Quick as a flash, she turned herself around to sixty-nine Amy. Easily, three of her fingers slid in, squeezed instantly by Amy’s tight inner walls. She kept them inside until Amy came again and then she removed the fingers. They were completely coated with sticky, ropy strands of Amy’s come and she shoved them into her mouth as if she was starving.

And that’s how she came the third time: her clit once more being pulled on by Amy’s lips, her mouth stuffed with three fingers covered in the tangy sweetness that came from deep within this woman she loved.

Chapter 43

Pulling on the same green tights which had recently been binding her wrists, Amy made her decision.

She only needed time to execute her plan. But she was certain she could get that time as long as she didn’t act suspicious.

By now, they were both starving, even though, Amy considered with a secret smile as she stood up from the edge of the bed and finished pulling up her tights, she could still taste Sally in her mouth, her girlfriend’s come still coating her throat. She had certainly gotten her fill during their sexcapades just now. But she needed real food now.

After they were both dressed more warmly, they left the hotel. The plan was to head to Pacific Place, a shopping mall here in the downtown area. There was a chowder restaurant in there they were both eager to try and then afterwards they would wander the mall a bit.

As soon as they got to the mall, Amy started looking around, trying to find the means by which she would put her plan into motion. She spotted it as they were riding the escalators up to the third floor, en route to the restaurant. Looking down to the first floor, she saw a high-end lingerie store and an idea came to her.

Perfect.

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Now, she just needed to convince Sally to unwittingly be a pawn in her scheme.

“So, I was thinking,” she began about fifteen minutes later in the restaurant, a delicious seafood bisque served in a bread bowl in front of her on their table. “I saw a lingerie store downstairs when we came in…”

“Ooh,” Sally said, biting her lip. “I like where this is going.”

Amy laughed.

“Well, I want to get something special for tonight,” she said. “But I want it to be a secret until I reveal it later.”

“Oh, so you want to split up after this?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s perfect, actually,” Sally said. “I was going to suggest the same thing!”

“Really?”