Ruby and the Watcher - Sex Stories

Ruby and the Watcher

... she was puffing as soon as Fay’s hot mouth smothered her over-sensitised sex and her tongue swirled at her bud. Then as she sucked Fay’s hood into her own mouth, the woman bucked beneath her and groaned. They wrapped hair and arms around each other’s hips like life preservers, wedged their mouths to bursting clits and screamed, tongues rigid and twitching. Whirling the orgasm between them. But the peak kept growing. They thrashed together on the bed, melded, sucked and sucking, Exploding. Ruby’s scream choked and tears streamed from her eyes. Too much. Too much. Then out the other side into a primal, pulsing ecstasy, more like a tsunami than an orgasm. Fay flipped her over like a toy, smothering Ruby with her hips, the creature’s sex chewing at her mouth like a desperate lover’s kiss. Her clitoris throbbed hard and fast as a heart in Ruby’s mouth. Fay made insane animal gulping noises and her tongue grew monstrously huge; wrongly, deliciously plugging Ruby’s hole. Ramming her even higher. Something tore inside. She turned to light. Fizzed and juddered. Then darkness. When she woke, Ruby felt perfectly warm, perfectly awake and the world seemed scrubbed clean. Fay was kissing her stomach. “Better?” she whispered. It was perfectly loud. “That was intense,” Ruby croaked. “Am I dead?” Fay grinned and kept right on kissing. On Ruby’s stomach, under her lover’s kisses, nothing. No navel. Ruby stroked new, perfect skin. “Ha,” she croaked, “Not dead, reborn eh?” Fay shone. “You’re immortal like me, I think! Check out your eyes,” she said, producing the remote. She gave it to Ruby. There were no buttons on it, completely blank. Ruby shrugged and pointed at the screen, a picture appeared. Two beautiful women, naked on a large leather sofa. One with black hair, the other, red. Both with massive, jet-black eyes. The red-haired one pulled an impish smile. “So,” she said. “I’m hungry. Who shall we watch today?”