1. My Lana - Part 9


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, Girls / Female, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 69.2, Source: sexstories.com

    under my desk... drinking coffee just like we should be sitting around any table in any cafeteria out there in the city! And just two days ago I never imagined that something like this could happen in my life at all. Two days ago Lana was but a name on a computer screen... Oh yes, I can feel the strength of her will. And the sight of her in front of me like this really does the trick, no question about that. After just a few minutes of warm, black liquid filling my tummy, I can feel my endurance coming back to me, and the sated feeling of light soreness down there, that had me convinced I couldn't take another touch of stimulation for days, is totally gone... just like that. Lana can probably see something in my eyes, because her pleading expression quickly transforms into one of increased confidence, even with the faintest hint of coyness somewhere in the corner of an eye. She seem to make a decision to move, and takes a big, determent gulp of her coffee, something that causes her to be unlucky enough to get some of it down her windpipe. All of a sudden she coughs and sputters almost completely out of control, even spilling a little of the coffee out of her cup as she struggles to get some air. Luckily most of it goes right under my seat and spreads all over the floor. The rest is captured by the tissues I still hold gently against my slowly reawakening pussy, making the back of my hand wet in the process. Lana finally draws her breath with a long, raspy sound, her eyes ...
    overflowing with tears from her unexpected ordeal . . . The warmth I felt after my orgasm has passed by just a little bit, and I once again feel comfortable wearing my shirt and even my jacket the way I do. Actually it's quite exciting to be almost all dressed up like this, with only the 'necessary' parts of my body bared for the enjoyment of Lana's magical oral skills. Only my two undone buttons tell on me as I sit there, relaxed and comfortable, still with my cup in my hand. "I -- I'm sorry," she groans as she wipes her eyes with the back of her hand. "I didn't --" Don't worry about that at all," I tell her with a warm smile, "remember this is not even my real office. And the carpet is cleaned regularly! Are you all right?" "Umm... yes, I think so," she says as she draws another not-so-raspy breath that clearly tells us that things are getting back to normal again. I used my hand to continue to stroke her silky black hair, and then let my palm rest on the top of her head as I dive into the depths of her eyes and once again try to find a path all the way into her soul. Actually I still feel sated enough for it not to be the most natural thing to have her mouth on me yet, but on the other hand I just know how much she wants it. Her eyes, her entire being, tells me so, in big flashing red neon letters. "Are you ready for me again," I murmur as I keep her eyes locked with mine. "Yes," she confirms with a slightly trembling voice, and I can see her dark pupils expand slightly, ...