Free LipstickLeslee by Titania Leslee Page B

my
first taste of another woman’s pussy dispersed on my tongue. The flavor was a
combination of sweet, salty and faintly bitter with the texture of cream. I
licked the traces of it from my lips and swallowed. I liked it. I took another
lick, delighting in Leslee’s spurting screams that vibrated between my legs and
along my labia. I swiped my tongue around the roof of my mouth and over my
teeth then swallowed again, this time hungrily. No, I didn’t like it—I loved
it. It was an interesting flavor that had some sort of power to trickle from my
tongue straight to my pussy. My libido kicked into overdrive. The heat deep in
my pelvis bloomed into an inferno, and I wasn’t sure if it was because Leslee
started to circle her tongue around my clit, or if the feeling of my own tongue
tasting and exploring her satiny woman’s flesh was the culprit.
    Either way, my eyes rolled back in my head and I groaned
aloud. I tightened my embrace on her hips. She did the same. We fit together
like I had never fit with any man in my entire life.
    Was this what had been missing from my life? Had I been
depriving myself of this heaven all these years, even seeing how happy and
satisfied it had always made Kaydee?
    “That’s it,” Leslee said on a whimper. “Follow my lead. Just
do to me what I do to you.”
    Leslee found my clit with her fingertip. She rubbed it while
she speared my pussy with her tongue, at first fucking me slowly, lovingly,
then in a frenzy that had me rocking my pussy against her face.
    It was difficult to focus with all the amazing uproar going
on between my legs, but I managed to mirror her moves, finding her nub to be as
hard as a diamond beneath my fingers, and the sensation of impaling her vagina
with my tongue one I would never forget. So warm, exceptionally tight and
delicious, as if I had stabbed my tongue into a cream-filled donut.
    We growled in unison. She lifted her top knee and set her
foot on the bed, widening the area for me to work on her. I reciprocated the move
and was astonished to find that it intensified the pleasure because we were
both able to use our foot to push against the bed so we could rock harder
against each other’s faces.
    “Melanie, ah Melanie ¼ ”
Leslee’s tongue slid up to my clit. She slipped two fingers inside me and
finger-fucked and licked me so fast I almost came.
    I closed my eyes, drew in a breath, held it to gather my
thoughts. “I ¼ mmmm, feels so good.
Please don’t stop.”
    She didn’t stop, but she did slow the pace down, allowing me
a moment to get back to work on her. I forced myself to return to the kinky
task at hand and sank two fingers inside her vagina. She rewarded me by moaning
against my pussy, the vibrations intensifying my pleasure. I marveled at the
snug, moist feel of her pussy around my fingers. But I didn’t linger. I slid
them back out, and then in and out again, faster, deeper. I had to catch up
with her so she would come at the same time I did ¼ because
oh my god, the more she worked on my clit, and the faster she finger-fucked me,
the closer I moved toward orgasm. I was almost there, and it was maddening
trying to focus on returning the favor when the coil inside my groin tightened
and threatened to explode at any moment.
    Leslee must have sensed my nearing release. She burrowed closer
and closed her mouth over my entire hood and cunt lips. Her tongue stroked my
hard nub with relentless power.
    After I did the same to her, drawing out a strangled scream
from her, she pulled out the smoking gun.
    She flicked a finger over my anus.
    The tingling it elicited spread to my cunt and clit like a
wildfire, and even blazed up to my nipples, now so hard they almost hurt. I
barely had time to acclimate to this new form of bliss when she gently sank her
finger into my ass. I came up for air and let out a long groan that sounded
like a mountain lion to my own ears. I caught my breath and silently obeyed her
previous order for me to “follow her