1. Hollow Girl


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    little finger. “Bad art distracts. It blocks the flow of ideas or experience. The best art is transparent. It's pure experience. A connection.” Index, middle, ring, ring, ring, ring. Saskia blinked out of her reverie. Aela stroked her own ring finger along its length and the soft pad of her thumb felt perfectly clear on Saskia's finger -- even though Aela had let go of Saskia all together. She was sat back in the seat, out of reach, simply holding her fingers up to Saskia's gaze. Saskia shook her hand but the ghost touch lingered. Ring, ring, ring. Aela sniggered. Saskia laughed nervously. “No,” she said, “That's not---“ her brain stalled. Aela’s thumb danced over her own hand, and Saskia felt every detail of the touch. “You're very receptive!” Aela sparkled and lifted her hand to her face. She pressed her thick lips to it. Saskia melted as the firm pillows of Aela's kiss materialised in her palm. But it seemed Aela had only just started. Shifting excitedly in the seat -- planting a raised shin between them -- she lightly offered her palm to her bare breast. Saskia caught her breath as a phantom nipple hardened against her hand. Saskia wanted to say stop, she wanted to flee. But the feeling of Aela's body, of touching it in ways she would never dare, smouldered inside her. Her eyes dropped to the raised foot on the seat, hiding Aela's sex. She wanted more. Aela swung her knee aside, and exposed the pushed out petals. She let Saskia take it in for a few speeding heartbeats, ...
    then her hand slipped down. Saskia swallowed. Aela's tender flesh pressed to her palm. A hardened nub resolved under her finger tips. A, familiar illicit tingle nestled between her own, tightly crossed legs as she watched the voluptuous woman play with herself. The sensations transferred to her fingers had them wriggling as if Saskia was doing the playing. Saskia purred. But actually purred, a low croaky moan that made them both giggle. Aela beamed. She shivered, squeezed her mound once more, and let it go. Saskia marvelled at her blank open palm, haunted with the marshmallow resilience of the woman's pussy lips, and even a kiss of wetness. “No don't stop.” Saskia whispered. “I've never met someone so... ravenous.” Aela stroked her circle around her palm again, but spiralled out, sending tickles up Saskia's wrist. Saskia closed her eyes and gave herself to the fingers sliding up her arm. Over her shoulder, neck, then teasing circles around her nipples. With her eyes closed, it was as if she was as naked as Aela. She hummed and lay back. Aela's touch looped down under her dress, under her skirt. Saskia clasped herself but it made no difference, the caress slid around her hips, and lightly brushed her bottom. Then squeezed. Saskia squirmed, and sighed, surprised at how gentle, yet compelling a woman's touch was. Not to mention the depth of her longing for those intrepid fingers to curl under. A stinging slap on the buttock jolted her eyes open. Aela was on her feet with a wicked ...
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