1. My Lana - Part 4


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, Girls / Female, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    down my cleft as she moans against my pubic bone. I start trembling again, the waves of lust getting stronger by the minutes. My clit is already bursting hard, and each time her tongue slides up close to it, it feels like my whole belly is melting in liquidized heat. Under the cups of my bra my nipples are equally erect, and I can't resist the urge to put a hand into the left cup and massage one of them with trembling fingers. My other hand move down to find Lana's hand half way under my butt, and I almost forcefully pull it free and let my finger entwine with hers as I let my head fall back to the neck cushion with a gasp. It's just too much to bear. She's doing it so incredibly good! The tongue keeps on sliding up and down, stopping right under the base of my clit, driving me stark jumping mad with the overwhelming sensations, making me twist and arch around as the passion takes more and more hold of me. I know it's not just the pleasure. It's the fact that it is Lana, the real flesh-and-blood Lana who is doing this to me. The very Lana that suddenly materialized out of my fantasy computer world just a few hours ago, and who is now kneeling on the floor in front of me, doing the thing that we have both dreamt of with such incredible passion and pleasurable yearnings. That's what's making it so unbearably exciting, and which makes an otherwise tolerable stimulation completely impossible to withstand. I can feel my juices flowing freely out of me, and I start to fear that I ...
    won't be able to control anything at all even with the gentle level of stimulation I'm exposed to at such an early stage in our lovemaking. Somehow my wetness seems to be no problem at all though. That messy wetness that always used to bother me when I should enjoy a happy little moment alone with my lovable long finger or my private little buzzer friend. It takes me another moment to realize why. I know where it is going! Her tongue captures it elegantly, like a cat at the milk bowl, without even interrupting the methodic stimulation of the base of my aching clit. I don't even notice it. I just feel her stimulation, that incredibly concentrated stimulation, now ever so gently easing itself upwards, until her tongue concentrate its work firmly under the base of my clit, right across my dribbling urethra, lapping gently but still almost greedily, making the melting sensation in my belly develop into a raging firestorm that seems to come out of control any moment now. Now I can feel her short tongue- swerves down to capture my wetness, and the short interruptions are the only thing that prevents me from losing control that very moment. Still it soon becomes very difficult to withstand, and as the firestorm increase its rage and starts to flare down my thighs and up into my chest, I suddenly realize that I'm already about to pass the point of no return. As I feel the knot start to tighten in my belly, I gasp hoarsely and reach down with my free hand to grab hold of Lana's dark ...
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