1. The Last Flight Chapter 29


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    lace fell apart to reveal her full, round breasts. Her nipples too, straining outwards for attention. I did not keep them waiting but returned back along the path my tongue and lips had traced and then, taking one breast in the palm of my hand, I pressed my lips to the other and, for the very first time, took her erect teat between my lips and drew it into my mouth. I didn't worry anymore about what to do, everything felt so natural that I stopped trembling and began to relax and enjoy the moment. Whilst I suckled and massaged her, she had quickly released the fasteners holding up her stockings and I slipped the corselet from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor behind her, never once relaxing the attention I was paying to her breasts. Having never touched anyone's breasts but my own, I marvelled at how her nipple strained against my palm whilst the other quivered between my lips. I could sense, more than feel, her pleasure. Her warm flesh moulded under my touch, Her chest rose and fell as her breaths became ragged and coarse and I could feel the pounding of her heart. Suddenly, I stopped and straightened up, placing the palm of my hand directly over her heart and, for a moment I stood, feeling each firm beat. Was it my imagination or was her heartbeat getting faster and stronger? I gazed directly into her eyes and she remained silent, staring back at me and in those deep brown windows I could see the love she had for me. Gently, I increased the pressure between her ...
    breasts. She didn't resist but allowed me to push backwards onto the bed behind her. The springs creaked a little under he sudden weight and I stood, legs either side of hers as she lay across my mother's bed wearing nothing but her silk pants and stockings, the latter having been released, had fallen slightly, creasing a little around her perfectly smooth thighs. She waited patiently as I studied her. Breasts with painfully erect nipples, still firm and beautiful, her beautiful tanned face with those big almond eyes looking longingly back at me. She smiled happily up at me and I stirred from my reverie. I knelt between her knees and tantalizingly slowly, pulled the rich silk away from her. She raised her hips to aid me and I slid them easily over her perfect buttocks and down her legs, kissing each ankle as she lifted her feet to allow me to remove them completely. Once freed I returned my attention to her sweet vagina. It was, as I remembered from before the crash, completely hairless and was like the prettiest flower I could imagine, her straining clitoris just barely visible above her perfectly formed labia. I was awestruck. I had seen my own many times but this was different entirely, this was someone else and, for a moment I compared her to all the men I had ever slept with and knew that no man could ever be as beautiful nor ever make my heart race in the way it did at that idyllic moment. As I watched I noticed the tiniest bead of moisture appear and I bent forwards and ...
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