1. My Lana - Part 8


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, Girls / Female, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 28.6, Source: sexstories.com

    she murmurs from down there, surely looking up at me with a quizzical expression on her face. She probably couldn't make out my words. But I'm way too spent to even raise my head, let alone trying to repeat my statement. I just relax in the same position, breathing heavily, feeling the numbness letting go and leave a trickling sensation all throughout my body, especially in my thighs. For a moment it's so intense it's almost painful, but then that too slowly subsides, leaving me in a blissful state of relaxation that is different from all other kinds of relaxation I've ever experienced. When I did yoga a few years ago, I thought I knew what it meant to relax, but even that was nothing compared to this. Nothing at all. We both remain quiet, just enjoying the sensations of a trickling sweet afterglow, our heavy breathing the only thing to be heard in the spacious room. We are both a little flushed, but not too much to be really uncomfortable about it. Still I feel an intensive need to get rid of my jacket in order to cool down just a little. There won't be anything wrong about that, will there? If I only had the energy to move a muscle at all. Maybe -- There is a buzz at the door. I jump slightly before I remember that it is locked and can only be opened by me pressing the green button on the desk. I get up with some effort to answer it. As I do, Lana slides softly along, keeping her mouth in place, pressing her cheek down into the leather of the chair as she does. As I move my ...
    chair all the way up to the desk, she backs up further into the cavity, giving a soft growl of satisfied contentment as she does. It buzzes again. I push the intercom button. "Yes." "Fruit and coffee for Ms Ray." "Hmmmm... yes? I didn't expect any." "Eeeeh... Jytte sent me. Said you've got an interview." Oh, sweet Jytte. Always so helpful. Of course! I put a sign on my regular office door, and even in my online calendar. "Just a second." I moved all the way up to the desk, making sure that nothing could be seen from my waist down. "Is it okay I let her in," I whisper so loud I know Lana can hear me. "Mmmmm...." It's the only vocal reaction I get. But her tongue makes some quick penetrations into my love channel, indicating to me that I'm surely free to do whatever I like. "Be quiet then, okay?" "Mmmmm..." I press the green button. There's another buzz and the door snaps open. Young Hedwig comes in with a nice little basket of fruit covered in protective film, and a tray with a can of coffee, biscuits and two cups, complete with cream and sugar. She looks around, a bit confused as she sees me alone. I nod my head in the direction of the wardrobe and she smiles and put the things down on my table. As she pulls the plastic off the fruit, I can feel Lana doing another series of tongue trusts, and then giving a muffled gulp as more liquid from me suddenly seeps into her mouth. But luckily it's nothing that can be heard by the girl. "Thank you Hedwig," I say. She gives me a polite ...