Just What She Needed - Sex Stories

Just What She Needed

... seen her nervously enter the bar the night before. Tayah had watched her for over an hour, seeing the way she sat alone, drinking a cocktail and checking her phone nervously. She’d seemed troubled, lost and when Tayah had sat down with two drinks, her nervousness was palpable. But Tayah knew just how to relax a woman, her eyes seducing as her warm manner enticed, fleeting touches of exposed skin, looks that lingered longer than comfortable. Bec had relaxed, opening up about her life. A singer, on tour in this interstate town, feeling distant from her partner and tired from a new baby. She was simply looking for something for herself, and Tayah knew just what she needed. She’d revealed small details of her own life, her recent split from her girlfriend (Bec’s eyes widening at the confession), her art and the little studio below her loft-style apartment. It was the studio where they first made love following the frantic encounter in the bathroom. Tayah had simply led her straight from the bar to her apartment, an industrial-style place not far from the city centre. They’d barely taken a sip of the champagne they’d brought along before Tayah was on Bec once more, mouths locked, hands exploring, dragging at clothes and flesh. The tumbled to the floor, as they tore away the other’s clothes, Bec’s black dress discarded, Tayah’s skirt and singlet following quickly after. They writhed gloriously naked among the paint splattered drop sheets, cans and brushes. Bec was lost in ecstasy ...

... as she surrendered to her first female lover. As their mouths closed around the other’s sex, their union was complete. They had licked, tongued, sucked and lapped until each had exploded in the other’s mouth, bodies shuddering in mutual release. Tayah felt her heat rising as she watched Bec cum. The blonde exuded a sweet innocence that was belied by the rawness of her fucking. She had given herself to Tayah, but she had taken just as much, becoming the aggressor when finally they had slipped into the big bed in the loft above the studio. Bec had pushed Tayah to the bed, firm hands spreading her thighs wide as her mouth eagerly found her dripping sex. Her fingers had pushed deep into Tayah’s pussy, twisting and turning, alternating rhythms as she found ways to make Tayah scream in pleasure. All the while her mouth worked her clit, biting, sucking, caressing and lapping at the sweet bud until Tayah begged her to stop. But Bec had been determined, her green eyes filled with lustful determination as she brought her lover to a shattering orgasm that filled the apartment with her screams. Now Tayah slid across the bed and between Bec’s thighs, her pert breasts meeting Bec’s full orbs, firm nipples caressing softly as she kissed her deeply. Bec’s mouth was warm, wet, inviting and she returned the kiss deeply, her nipples aching to be touched. She wrapped her legs around Tayah’s back, pulli8ng her body closer. Tayah smiled at the wet feel of Bec’s sex against her flat stomach, the ...