Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... chests, something that they could both feel the other as they were still pressed together in love’s ultimate embrace. This… this was…bliss.

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“Oh My God!” Deeny exclaimed in a horse whisper.

Yvonne, emboldened by Deeny’s enthusiastic participation so far, making out, kissing so passionately and unrestrained… felt that she could finally let go of her ingrained hesitancy. She was so very turned on, she wanted to do things to Deeny, to explore her entire body. That’s exactly what she did too, as the two lay there on her cape, hands explored, clothing came off. Kisses moved from just lips to lips to other parts. Each inch of skin that was revealed was kissed in turn. Hands roamed and explored, touching and caressing.

For Deeny this was beyond exciting. She had been with a few men… boys really… but never really felt anything for another woman before. This attraction to Yvonne, novel and so taboo was thrilling beyond de***********ion. Her touch was so gentle yet so… amazing! It was like the older woman knew exactly where and how to touch Deeny. It was electrifying and so very erotic. It all made Deeny want to return the pleasure as much as she was enjoying receiving it.

Yvonne had explored Deeny’s sex with a gentle but sure hand. Her fingers tracing every outside surface and then the folds of her lips, both outer and inner… only to delve into her wetness and stroke her insides as well. Yvonne brought her fingers to her own mouth first to taste Deeny and ...

... savor her wetness. She returned the hand and worked even more magic on Deeny as she lay there writhing under the older woman’s attentions. When Yvonne’s thumb circled and then brushed Deeny’s clit… she came with a gasp.

Yvonne stopped stroking and rubbing Deeny’s sex only to draw her hand slowly up Deeny’s body. The hand left a feathery trail up across her abdomen, slowly up between her breasts, her chest heaved as she fought to catch her breath. The fingers traced delicately up to the hollow of Deeny’s throat then along her stretched neck and over her chin. At long last her fingers, still wet with Deeny’s own juices feathered across Deeny’s lips. The scent of her intimate arousal made her nostrils flare…and her tongue to dart out and taste Yvonne’s fingers. Deeny licked and sucked and savored them lovingly.

“I know what I taste like.” Deeny purred then licked her lips seductively while gazing into Yvonne’s eyes just inches away from her own. “But… what do you… taste like?” She asked.

“You can find out… allow me…” Yvonne purred back, her voice deeper and huskier than Deeny had ever heard it before.

Yvonne intertwined her fingers of one hand into those of one of Deeny’s hands. She kissed the back of Deeny’s hand then slowly drew it down her own body. From her lips, across her chin and down her throat to her chest. Delicately she drew Deeny’s hand across her abdomen and then through the neatly trimmed pubic hair just above her oasis. Deeny’s fingers touched the wet ...