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Displacement activity
Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: monica3, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
to kiss my mouth again. I cupped both her breasts and felt her hand first cover my pussy then slide down into my knickers and her finger curled slowly, decisively into me. My hips lifted of their own accord and she smiled. ‘Horny bitch.’ ‘Sexy cow.’ There was a brief hiatus as we stayed like that, my hands motionless on her tits, her finger deep inside me. But then something changed and the lull before the storm gave way to the tempest. I’d love to describe it all but at the time and as I write, it was all just still-frame images: her mouth on mine, her nipples hard between my lips, her fingers in me. At some point we had changed position so I was over her. At another I was between her thighs, her legs crossed behind my back. The final act is clearer. We sat, our legs scissored, our pussies kissing. She had her hands on my shoulders and, her eyes locked on mine, we fucked. It was rough but not violent, serious and fun. She was a silent lover, mostly. No words, just sex noises as she moved her hips rhythmically in time with mine. Her orgasm came first. Her eyes half closed, her head went back and she said her first coherent word for ages. ‘Charlie.’ But the ‘a’ was drawn out. I think it was that she uttered my name that did it for me. I went stiff, arched and tense and then my own exalting orgasm ripped through me. It was not a slow builder but a sudden, almost unexpected torrent. My mind went blank. Later, I cannot say how much later, I lay on the tousled sheets entwined with a PE teacher. She was stroking my face. ‘My goodness, Charlie, you must have been saving that for me.’ Her smile was beautiful in the half-light of the bedroom. She was lying half across me, her leg between mine and I felt sweat and other moisture all over me. I kissed her mouth. ‘Well, I think it’s always polite to save something for someone special, don’t you?’