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leaned forward, almost in wonder, and brushed Bianca’s lips with her own. Bianca kissed her hungrily, stretching Pip’s mouth open with her own. She tasted of perfume and rouge and woman, and Pip responded with a moan, exploring Bianca’s mouth with her tongue. Bianca let the towel fall so that she was naked once again, and tugged impatiently at Pip’s dress.  
    “Take it off,” she said, sounding more imploring than commanding.
    Pip undressed with shaking fingers.  
    “All of it.”  
    Pip stood before her mistress, proudly displaying the lean curves and strong lines of her body, and Bianca ran her hands over her skin with an admiring gaze. Pip saw her own desire reflected in her mistress’ eyes.
    “You’ve been with other women?” Bianca asked. It was more a statement than a question.  
    Pip nodded. “Yes, Miss. A few.” It was not always easy to find another woman to take as a lover. Such things were shunned by polite society, either denounced or simply ignored as if they didn’t exist.
    “You can show me a few things then, perhaps,” Bianca said, trailing her hands up over Pip’s flat stomach and small, springy breasts. Her fingertips scratched lightly over her nipples, hardening them instantly.  
    “Let’s go to the bedchamber.” Grabbing Pip’s hand, Bianca headed to the door, popping her head around to ensure there was no sign of the housekeeper or any of the other servants.  
    “Come on,” she urged.  
    Hand in hand, they ran naked across the corridor to Bianca’s bedchamber, both of them giggling at their daring. Inside, Pip pushed Bianca against her dressing table, kicking the door shut behind her. They were not mistress and maid now, not for this night at least. She ran her hands up and down Bianca’s body, pushing a thigh in between her legs and feeling the hot wetness of Bianca against her.
    Bianca ran a hand down her thigh. “I would love to see you in breeches,” she whispered into Pip’s ear. “Those legs are too fine to hide under that plain dress.” She pulled back a little, her eyes sweeping over Pip.  
    “We should dress you up,” she said, nodding decisively, “as a young gentleman, and go out on the town. I’ve heard of ladies doing such things.”
    Pip smiled, the idea exciting her more than she cared to admit. “It would certainly guarantee you a place in the gossip columns.”  
    Bianca laughed and nuzzled her neck, clutching at Pip’s buttocks. Then she slid onto her knees, in between Pip and the dresser, and began to kiss around her hips, making Pip quiver.
    “I want to taste you.” Bianca parted Pip’s folds gently with her fingers, leaning in and sucking on her nub.  
    Pip gasped, desire shooting through her body, and buried a hand in Bianca’s thick chestnut hair, leaning onto the dressing table with the other. She parted her legs and tilted her pelvis forward to give Bianca better access, moaning as Bianca lapped at her clitoris and slipped a finger inside her. Pip began moving her hips, eager for more, gasping when Bianca inserted another two fingers. Her pussy tightened around Bianca’s deftly moving fingers. She bucked her hips urgently as Bianca licked, sucked and fingered her towards an explosive climax that left her quivering and whimpering. She had wanted this for so long that when the release crashed through her, it was so strong her knees buckled and she threw her head back, only her hand on the dresser keeping her upright.
    As Pip gathered her senses, Bianca stood up, wiping her mouth which glistened with Pip’s arousal, looking thoroughly pleased with herself.  
    “My turn again, I believe,” she said, and reached behind her to open a small drawer, taking out a long, smooth wooden dildo. Pip looked at it in surprise as Bianca presented it to her.  
    She had heard of them. They had come from Italy, so people said, but she had never seen, much less used one. Still, she was confident she knew exactly what to do with it. Lifting it