1. Displacement activity


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: monica3, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    felt her hands on my shoulders and then they moved down my arms to my elbows in a gentle caress. The kiss grew firmer and then I felt her tongue as it gently pushed against my lips which opened of their own accord and then she was inside me. It is, for me, always that moment, that first intrusion, that is one of the make or break times. I cannot explain why but when she, whoever she is, first enters me I know whether she will work for me or not. Helen’s tongue slipped into my mouth and seemed to me to be waiting for something. I tightened my hands on her back and let my neck arch back so she could penetrate me deeper. That was, it seemed, the correct thing to do because as her tongue moved to invade me more deeply, more aggressively, so her hand left my right arm and cupped, ever so gently, my right breast, her palm gently against my hardening nipple. I stroked her back and maybe I moaned or made a sound because her hand moved, her palm stroking across my nipple, circling over it. The disparity in our height was reduced when she kicked off her shoes and came down a little to be closer to me. With me in 3” heels and she barefoot we were much more able to pursue the development of our lovemaking. Her left hand left my elbow and traced my flank, her right hand working my breast, braless like hers, a little more firmly. Her left hand rested on my hip as her mouth closed ever tighter over mine. The kiss went on and on and I could feel the flowering of my pussy. I let my hands ...
    wander across her buttocks and up over her lovely back. She pulled away and looked at me, her hands still in place. I reached up to stroke her hair away from her face and she smiled. ‘This is going to be good. Are you ever going to get me that nightcap?’ Reluctantly, I broke free and went to the cupboard where I keep my drinks. I selected two glasses and raised a brandy bottle to her, she nodded, smiling and sitting down onto my large, soft sofa. Her legs crossed and an expanse of delicious thigh was revealed. I steadied my hand and poured the brandy, offering her ice which she declined. I added water to my own and carried the two glasses to her, offering her her glass. She took it and patted the sofa next to her so I sat, placing my glass on a table beside me. Helen sipped her brandy appreciatively and put her glass down, slid her arm across my shoulders and pulled me closer, so my face was resting on her shoulder. Her free hand traced my breast and her fingernail ran around my nipple. She whispered, ‘Are we going to spend the night together?’ ‘Please.’ My head went back, inviting her to kiss me and she did, firmer, more demanding. I felt her hand on my knee and then ascending up under my dress to stroke my thigh as her tongue explored my mouth more. I touched her breast for the first time and felt a gloriously hard nipple straining against the fabric of her dress. ‘I hope you realise this won’t get you a reduction in your tuition fees?’ I looked up into her eyes and laughed ...
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