A Meeting Of Bodies - Sex Stories

A Meeting Of Bodies

... Tokelo, and she leapt into the air, squealing in delight. She ran and hugged Tokelo. Both women were so overcome with emotion that they had tears in their eyes. Neither wanted to stop the hug, it just felt too good.

Miriam looked away, and when they separated, Tokelo introduced her as Stefano’s brilliant friend. Miriam smiled and thanked Tokelo for the compliment.

“Young love is so beautiful to see,” she said with a wink.

Neither of the other women said anything.

“Right, so Dox is stuck in Italy,” she said as they started to walk back to the car.

“Wait, who is Dox?” ask both Lerato and Tokelo simultaneously.

“Oh, sorry, it’s my nickname for Stefano,” replied Miriam. “You know he has two PhDs, one in Electrical Engineering and one in Computer Science, so two Doctorates, hence Dox.”

“Ah, so are we allowed to call him Dox?” asked Tokelo.

“It is for people he likes,” said Miriam. “And I think he likes you a lot. I mean a massive huge big Jupiter-sized lot. He has never allowed anyone to stay at his house in the entire time that I have known him. You two are special, and he pretty much told me that when he called from Sicily.”

“Oh wow,” said Lerato. “He is special to me for sure.”

“Yeah, me too,” said Tokelo.

“That is good because I will protect him with my life,” said Miriam.

They arrived at the car and dropped Lerato’s suitcase in the boot, and got into the back seat. They hugged and held each other’s hand and their feelings were so visible ...

... to Miriam in the rear-view mirror that she said, “Go ahead, kiss, I can see you want to.”

That is how their first kiss started. They did not hesitate, it just happened with no thought involved. And both women were overcome with the pure joy of it. Tongues moving back and forth inside mouths, pent-up passion being unleashed, a shared warm glow building quickly and spreading through both bodies like it had a life of its own.

Lerato was aching within the first twenty seconds, happily realising that she was still wet from the thoughts she had in her head on the plane. She smiled happily into the kiss.

Tokelo was soaking wet from the time she saw Lerato in the airport. As they kissed, waves of really warm tingles washed over her, and she realised that she was probably leaking juices right through her dress.

Tokelo was so tempted to rip off Lerato’s clothes and wanted Lerato to do the same for her. But sanity prevailed, and breathing heavily, both held back.

“I’m so wet,” whispered Lerato into Tokelo’s ear. “I think you are too.”

“Yes,” said Tokelo, quietly shaking her head, quickly sliding her hand into her panties and holding her finger for Lerato to taste.

Not hesitating, Lerato licked all the juice of Tokelo’s finger and then kissed her pussy flavoured lips.

“I want to taste the source,” said Lerato quietly.

“I want you with every cell in my body,” said Tokelo. “I don’t know if I can wait much longer.”

Both women sat back in the seat, holding hands, ...