Fatima Pt. 02: Hermione - Sex Stories

Fatima Pt. 02: Hermione

... the steady stream of moans that were being emitted. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that this Asian girl would be so fucking good. And such a sexual predator!

Fatima was very much on the edge too. She thought of the dildo lying in its harness in her bag and her mind went into overdrive. She found the zip at the back of Hermione's skirt, undid it and tugged the garment down. She didn't even bother to look at the panties the woman was wearing before she yanked them off with both hands, her mouth still attached to her breast, her tongue still beating the taut surface of her nipple.

She ran her hand through a luxuriant growth of soft pubic hair and found Hermione's fleshy cunt lips - still working blind. Hermione instinctively, if all but imperceptibly, braced herself for the violation she longed for. Fatima was of half a mind to make her wait, as the woman had madeher wait outside her door, but she was too far along for playing games or settling scores. She isolated her middle finger and pushed it inside the walls of the awaiting vulva.

She had imagined the woman would be dry, like a cow that has given too much milk for too long. How wrong could she be! Her cunt was sodden with her juices, so much so that Fatima realised that the reason she had been so slow to change was that she had been frigging herself to images of the Pakistani girl. This wasn't something she was in a mood to let the woman get away with.

'You were masturbating when I knocked on ...

... your door, weren't you?' she whispered into her ear.

'Yes!' Hermione replied, her breathing coming short because of the effect of Fatima's finger in her pussy.

'Do you always prey on younger women?' Fatima asked, her finger now working the woman's pussy as fast and as powerfully as she imagined it was being worked when she was pleasuring herself.

'No, of course not!'

Fatima eased up and made as if to withdraw her finger from her soaking core.

'Yes!' the woman answered in a half-strangulated tone.

Fatima rewarded her by adding another finger to the mix and establishing a rhythm that would soon bring her to orgasm - unless interrupted.

'Oh my god!' groaned Hermione - now desperate for release.

'Have you ever fucked your patients?' Fatima asked.

'No, of course not,' Hermione replied, in a voice that would have indicated she was totally in possession of herself to the uninitiated.

'After you stopped seeing them. Did you fuck them then?'

'I don't think that's any of your business,' Hermione answered, appearing to have regained the initiative in the interaction.

Fatima responded by easing her fingers out of the doctor's tight twat, making a plop as she did so.

'Just one,' the flustered doctor replied.

Still Fatima kept her fingers from the older woman's drenched box.

'Okay, two,' she corrected herself.

'Tell me about them,' Fatima continued, throwing the woman a bone by applying a finger to her clit.

'Is that really necessary?' said ...