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Just A Tiny Spark

Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

premise.” A soft smiled played over her lips. “But it doesn’t change their truth. Please, Joanne, love me! Make love to me!” “Molly?” Her voice trembled. “Joanne?” “Every single day since I saw you, I dreamed of you. I knew it would be wrong, but I couldn’t stop it. When you brought back my book…” More tears wetted her cheeks. My breath grew ragged while I clung to her words. This was a turning point, I felt it, and whatever decision she made, it would be final. “God,” she gasped, “you were so beautiful! So incredibly, wonderfully beautiful! You still are. How - how can I not love you?” She kissed me. Kissed me like there was no tomorrow, and I answered her kisses with the same fervor. Suddenly, she was naked too, and I think it was me who all but ripped the robe from her, but such details are hazy. We explored each other’s lips and tongues, then I got more daring and sucked lightly on that incredibly soft patch of skin over her collarbone. She, in turn, squeezed my bum cheek, and I gasped into her shoulder. I had never before felt something so incredible and intimate. She smelled of cinnamon and herbs, and her skin tasted like the sweetest honey. My senses were overwhelmed, and we toppled onto the floor, our giggles full of need. “Joanne,” I whispered her name, but something warm and wet travelled down my tummy, and when I realized it was her mouth, and that mouth, without the tiniest bit of shyness, kissed the heat between my legs, I shouted her name. A muffled, satisfied ... giggle filled the air, then her tongue caressed the insides of my folds, painting a hot trail of desire right in my center, and I spread my legs and moaned her name. A finger slipped slowly inside me, and my heart tried to jump from my chest in joyful pleasure. “Oh god!” I cried out. “Oh god, yes, Joanne!” My butt lifted into the air, but her mouth and fingers never lost touch. I spiralled upwards, higher and higher, moaning her name, until I exploded in blissful release. I slowly got back my breath and found myself rolled up into a ball, with my thighs clenched hard around Joanne’s shoulders. “Oh god,” I gasped, releasing her, “did I hurt you?” Instead of the dreaded pained moan, a giggle like wind chimes rang through the air. “No, Molly,” she told me softly, and the fingertip she ran over the inside of my thigh made sparkles dance on my skin, “you didn’t hurt me. You made me happy.” She crawled up to me, and we kissed once more, now less urgent, a lot more tenderly, but no less intense. “I want to do the same for you,” I whispered into her ear, “that, and so much more. Teach me.” She was beautiful when she came. My chin was drenched with her nectar and her hips rocked while my lips sucked the most wonderful climax from her clit. Her hands were buried in my hair, and her face had an ethereal expression of almost painful pleasure. “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered into her ear, gently rubbing my nipples against hers and basking in the soft moans of delight that came from her ...