Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... ass, oh please!"

Joon knew exactly the buttons to push with Max: she put them there. Max wasn't a Dom, but just a little begging lit Max up like a furnace.

"Oh baby," Max started, "I'm going to make you feel so good."

Kneeling next to the smaller woman, Max bent her across her shoulder, her middle finger slowly, but insistently, pushing into Joon's anus. The panting soon followed and became interspaced with moans and gasps; and soon Joon's fingernails dug into Max's back.

Gently holding Joon with her left arm, Max reached down and gently motioned for Joon to spread her legs. With Joon's breasts on her shoulder and in her face, Max took a hardening nipple into her mouth, rapidly flicking it with her tongue.

"Oh Max!" Joon gasped as she began to shake. Max carefully moved her left hand and began to gently strum Joon's clit, her right middle finger buried in her wife's tight ass.

Then Joon just came, crying like a banshee: her sphincter gripping the intruding finger like a fist while vaginal fluid sprayed out all over Max's legs. Joon was barely able to stand there as her body continued to shake violently in orgasm. Max relinquished the captive nipple as Joon's climax subsided. Joon giggled and grunted her satisfaction.

"Fuck, Max!" Joon exclaimed, "You are way too good at that!" Joon giggled again.

Max held Joon as she finished shaking, gently removing her finger and encircling her in strong arms. Shower sex was fun, but the danger of a shaking ...

... orgasm leading to a bad fall was very real, and Max would never allow that to happen.

"You taught me everything I know," Max casually replied, "and I know you do your research thoroughly."

Joon giggled, "Oh kay, I guess training you to play me like a fine classical instrument is my fault."

They toweled each other dry, dressed in clean house clothes and headed into the kitchen. The fact that, when Max was home, they did near everything together wasn't lost on either of them. Max had sometimes been away as long as six months, and when they reunited, they both felt complete. Joon loved her job and profession, but she knew in her heart she would drop them like a hot rock for Max. Joon thought about the conversation they'd had, the decision they reached a decade earlier.

Max wanted justice for her guardian, Deirdre; the kind and brilliant TFIS inspector who adopted Max. Joon wanted justice for her, too, and so they agreed that Max would shape her career to gain the necessary skills and place herself where she could eventually learn the necessary information that would lead to bringing Deirdre's killer to justice and punish those who made it happen.

Even if she had to end up doing it personally.

Joon was under no illusion about Max's capabilities. She knew Max's perseverance and dogged determination were astounding. She did falter at times, but she never gave up. Glancing up at Max, Joon was momentarily lost in her soft brown eyes.

"I love you." said the petite ...