Fatima Pt. 02: Hermione - Sex Stories

Fatima Pt. 02: Hermione

... released the grip that Fatima had asked her to place round her ankles. Noticing this, Fatima toyed with the idea of making her reassume that position, but decided on reflection to let her off. What she did do though was to get Hermione to lie on her side and lift one of her legs so that her foot was resting on her shoulder. In this way, she was able to drive her attachment home with greater power and precision.

The effect was immediate. Hermione - so lately beset by distractions and disturbances - began to chunter away like one possessed.

'It really helps to be a little bit nutty yourself if you want to be a psychiatrist,' Fatima thought, as she listened to Hermione's impromptu recital.

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Suddenly, the vocalisation stopped, and Fatima wondered what was up. The answer wasn't long in coming.

'I've got cramp in my leg,' groaned Hermione.

'Oh, right,' said Fatima, withdrawing the dildo and shifting her body to allow Hermione to lay her leg flat and stretch it out.

'Can I rub it for you?' Fatima asked.

'It'll be okay in a minute,' Hermione replied.

'Just not used to that position, I guess,' she added laughing.

Fatima wasn't sure if this marked the end of proceedings for the night, and wondered if she shouldn't unharness the strap-on and make tracks to her own room. Hermione must have picked up her ambivalence, as she sat up, patted her on the shoulder and told her she wanted her to make her come. Fatima kissed her with no little passion. As she ...

... did so, she remembered Hermione asking her to lick her out, and her own reluctance to do so because she didn't want to cede her authority. The vibe between the two of them had changed now, though, and so, rather than line her cock up against her channel, she dropped down and began to kiss her labia.

Deciding that she'd have no further use for the strap-on that night, she took a brief time-out to take it off and lob it onto the floor.

'Now you have my full attention,' she said to Hermione with a glint in her eye.

She made gentle love to Hermione, using only her lips and her tongue. So gentle was she, and so unlike what Hermione imagined to be her 'normal self', that the older woman thought she was just going through the motions. Her mind actually began to drift to the meeting she was having in the morning and to other things, such as the work they were thinking of getting done in their garden, which involved draining an area of low ground and building a summerhouse.

If Fatima sensed that Hermione's attention was wondering, she showed no sign of it, working at her own pace and enjoying the taste of woman on her tongue. It was when she used her fingers to peel back the hood on Hermione's clitoris that Hermione's mind stopped wandering. And when Fatima's tongue landed on her swollen nub, her attention - indeed, her whole being - became focused on this spot, as if it were the epicentre of an earthquake. Which, very swiftly, it became, as Hermione was overwhelmed by an ...