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Mindfucking the interviewer

Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Mili, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

average. Not thin, not fat, and a bit taller than I would like. Uh... brunette hair. Glasses..." Vella giggled. "Dimples," she continued, "a light tan, green eyes... I guess that's it." I shuddered at the 'green eyes'. Everyone thinks they got green eyes, just because they want to be special, when by all accounts most of them are just plain blue or grey. But I was courteous, especially since Novella began to make me feel so good, and so I replied: "Well, I'm kinda average as well - chubby, and tall, not very pretty, I don't have especially nice tits and sure as hell am not sporty. But that's my point. Average people can have non-average sex lifes and some really hot kinks that you'd never think of by just looking at them. Somehow, I find that very arousing." By that time, Novella had ended up between my legs and I had to shift my position to give her some room, lifting my right leg on the desktop as I made myself more comfortable. The interviewer, unaware of my preoccupation, asked: "I'm not sure what you mean by kinks..." I laughed. "Well, you know... the stuff that you don't like to tell everyone but that makes you squirming hot and dripping wet. Like, spanking maybe, or a really rough ass fuck, or getting tied up and used without regard to what you want. Or, in my case, degradation and humiliation. I guess peeing is just a part of degradation, but it's also got an element of freedom in it." I startled as Novella suddenly tugged at my clit hard, pulling at it with her ... teeth. My foot hit the table with a loud 'thud'. "Uh, is everything alright?" the interviewer asked. I started breathing harder, my voice slightly excited. "Yyyeahhh," I answered. "I just... mmmmh... all this talk about kinks makes me kinda wet, and so... you know... luckily my friend here is already between my legs, helping me out." That baffled and confused her considerably. "So... by friend you mean... a toy?" I laughed again. "Well, you could say that," I joked. "But one with a big greedy mouth and a very skilled tongue." I moaned slightly as Novella licked long and wide all over my labia and pubic hair, as if to confirm my statement. She asked again, even more confused than before: "So are you saying... that you're playing with yourself, like, right now?" I closed my eyes and groaned, enjoying the feeling of Vella's passionate lips. "Mmmh, we're all women, so there's nothing to be ashamed of, right?" I said. "Because, we all know what we enjoy and how we like it. So I think it's pointless for me to bullshit you, so yes, I'm getting my pussy licked right now." She took a deep breath and then said: "I... I don't know. Maybe I'm not a normal woman, but I'm kinda clueless right now." I smirked, grabbing Vella's short black curls with both hands and holding her face firmly against my pussy, not letting her stop licking me as I tried to get the polite Canadian woman into the mood: "Well, then just imagine that you'd be in my friends place, having so suck my pussy while I hold you ...