1. Starbucks Reverie


    Date: 6/20/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Charlotte_, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    to my now dampening panties, sighing as you moan a bit with me. I slip my fingers into my panties to touch myself as I note you doing the same. Slowly, the pretense fades as we touch in ernest. We make eye contact, then gaze at each other's fingers as they start to work our magic. You glance toward the end of the bed and spot the floor-length mirror, begin to watch yourself as well as me. We sigh in unison, and start to moan quietly in chorus. I squeeze your toes, trying to match your fingers' syncopations. "Oh, Charlotte," you moan as you come to a crescendo and begin to slow your touching, coming to a halt. I continue touching, not quite there yet, slowly, delicately teasing myself toward the edge. You turn and lean in, touching the back of my hand, lightly scratching my thigh as I softly moan "Ann" again and again through my climax. -*- Waking maybe a half hour later, we are all curled up like spoons, me tucked behind you with a hand on your breast. You take my hand and kiss it, licking my finger tips one at a time, me kissing the back of your neck. "I have to go home to Dave." "I know. Will I see you again?" "I don't know. I doubt it." I murmur a sigh into your neck. Shyly, I whisper, "May I taste you?" "I want that. But..." Reaching down, I slip the back of your panties down your bottom, gently scratching and pinching. I smile, "no buts." Seeing you not stopping me, I slip them the rest of the way down your thighs, off your right leg, roll you onto your back, kiss my ...
    way from your navel to your mound. Making eye contact to make sure this is okay, I kiss your thighs apart. I see lust and a little fear in your eyes. "Watch the mirror," I whisper, and guide you to the edge of the bed so you can see what I'm doing. I slip my tongue through your soft hair and split your labia for the first time. "Ohhh!" You sound surprised. My tongue tip finds your clit, your very tender pink nubbin, and softly flicks the very tip. "Show me what you look like," I smile at you. You bring your fingertips down and hold open your labia for me to admire, to lick and kiss and suckle you. Your eyes flicker away from mine, watching us in the mirror. "Oh, Charlotte!" Your breath becomes more irregular, catching every time I change what I'm doing with my mouth, licking long, languid strokes mixed with little tiny flicks and gentle bites, continuing as you gasp out another, more prolonged orgasm. -*- We startle awake again, looking at your phone as a text comes in. "Dave is going out with his card buddies, won't be home til 10." I give you an uncertain smile. "Do we have time for a shower, then?" You hesitate, swallowing. "I guess so." We strip each other naked on the bed. You take a languorous lick at my labia as you remove my panties, eliciting a soft groan. "I haven't done that since before I was married." "I only did once in college." "Really? You were amazing." You grin. "I guess it's like riding a bicycle." You lead me away from the bed into the bathroom. While the ...