Cordelia's Feet 9 - The Queen Bee's Deceit - Sex Stories

Cordelia's Feet 9 - The Queen Bee's Deceit

... so long, but it was far better and more intense than anything my own mind had been able to conjure. “Yes!” I cried out in pleasure when she flicked my clit fast, but that cry turned into a moan when she sucked hard on it. The climax caught me unexpected. One moment, I was spiralling upwards, the next, a heat exploded inside me and filled me with so much intense joy that I thought I’d faint. Wave after wave of pleasure raced through my body and made me shake and jerk. Cordelia never stopped licking me, holding onto my hips and pressing her lips tightly against my wet, clenching pussy. The knowledge that her perfect, beautiful lips were coated by my juices set me off again, and then I came once more when she started to finger-fuck me hard. I think I screamed, but I couldn’t be sure. Orgasmic waves washed over me again and again, robbing me of all sense of time and space. I had to whimper, “Please stop!” when my pussy became so sensitive that every little touch grew almost painful. I felt her body press against mine once more, and strong, lean, soft arms wrapped themselves around me and held me tightly. I buried my face against my beloved’s shoulder and softly cried, overtaken by the intensity I had just experienced. We lay there for ages, just cuddling, holding each other and gently caressing each other’s body. Our breathes calmed down, and it almost felt like our hearts were beating in tune. “What happens now?” I hesitantly whispered. “I don’t want to lose you,” Cordelia ...

... whispered back after a minute. “I need to find a job.” I did, and I wasn’t sure I could go back to teaching at all. “About that - you know my dad’s got a big company. I was thinking…” “What? Me working at an investment firm?” I had to chuckle. It would be the worst possible idea. Numbers and I had never gotten along well, and calculating grade averages was enough maths for a lifetime, for me. “Well, the investment firm is just one of my dad’s companies.” I thought I recognized a small tinge of embarrassment in her voice, but I wasn’t sure. “And?” “Uhm. He also has a publishing house. An erotica publishing house. I thought you could, maybe, work there.” I’d had my eyes closed, but I looked at her and found hers full of insecurity, not something I had seen often. “As what? Teaching how to write erotic literature?” We both had to giggle at the silly idea, but we quickly grew somber again. “As a writer, perhaps. I mean, you know literature inside out. Or you could be a part-time editor.” “That sounds crazy.” But a lot of things Cordelia said sounded crazy. That hadn’t stopped me so far. “Hell, why not?” My heart did a somersault when she whispered into my ear, “Brilliant. Then we’ll be working together come September when I get to head the new kink label.” We ended up kissing some more, which turned into discovering each other’s body inside out with our fingers, followed by a long, teasing sixty-nine. We managed to climb onto the couch afterwards and I was about to doze off, wrapped ...