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

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

... “It’s - it’s not,” she said when she had gotten herself back under control. “It’s not okay. When Kaila’s sister told us about the letter you missed to write and that she didn’t get a job, we just wanted to hurt you and get her the job she deserved. I noticed you watching me when you thought I wasn’t looking, and the plan just… grew.” I didn’t want to hear about it. “Hush. You don’t need to…” “But I need to! You need to hear it! It was fun, and thrilling, and somehow, Kaila and her sisters put all their hopes in me, and I couldn’t stop, even though I wanted to! That morning, before school, Kaila and I fought, and I hated myself. I hate myself so much!” She tried to scramble backwards, away from me, but the moment her words had left her tongue, a crazy, unreasonable flicker of hope had lit up my heart, and I pulled her even closer against me. “Don’t!” I ordered and pressed a kiss on the top of her head. “Don’t hate yourself. I never should have…” “We never should have! But…” She turned in my embrace, and suddenly, her eyes were directly opposite of mine, and my heart felt like exploding. “But we did. And I fell in love with you!” “You…?” It couldn’t be true, could it? “You’re not playing with me? Please swear that you’re not still playing with me! I - I couldn’t bear it!” My plea was answered by the softest, most delicious pair of lips pressing against mine, and while our tears mixed in a salty kiss of mutual desperation, her tongue delved into my mouth and took my breath ...

... away. My skin started to tingle and my heart began to race. Somehow, we toppled over and her fingers started to pull, almost ripping away my clothes. At one point, I was finally naked and our bodies were sliding against each other’s, our sexes slick and hot on each other’s thigh. She broke the kiss, and look at her, startled, when she slowly climbed backwards. When I saw her on all fours between my legs, her eyes riveted to my pussy, I gasped hard. She brushed her fingernails up the insides of my thighs and I moaned. I almost couldn’t believe my eyes when her pretty lips approached my sex, and when I felt their first fluttery touches followed by the hot, incredibly intimate sensation of her tongue parting my petals and tasting my juices without hesitation, I was in heaven. Heat simultaneously welled up in my pussy and heart, and I grabbed my breasts and squeezed. Her tongue found my clit and circled it, teasing it, and my back arched in delight. “Oh god,” I whimpered when she softly cuckled on it, and when she pushed two fingers inside me and whispered, “Let me make love to you,” I almost came. She licked and sucked with the intimate skill only a woman has, and her fingers kept slowly moving in and out of my pussy, pushing me ever so slowly closer a release that built up higher and higher like a tsunami wave. She sucked my pussy lips into her mouth and caressed them with her tongue, making my breath hitch and whimpers escape my throat. This was what I had been dreaming about for ...